Snakes is shocked to wake up at all. The last thing he remembers is collapsing dead on the morgue floor. Now he's waking up laying in a bed, with some strange lady chattering at him, and a blue blob saluting him and flatly saying what sounds like "Wobbuffet."
He leaps upright, covers falling off his shoulders, and stumbles out of bed. "Just what is this?!" he cries, forgetting to cover up his natural Southern accent as he often does back home. "Where am I?! This doesn't look like any afterlife!"
The woman's answers make no sense, and soon she's shoving him and the blob out the door, where he faceplants unceremoniously in the grass.
"Wobbuffet," the creature says.
"Yeah, yeah, I got that part." He pushes himself up and looks around wildly for anyone to help him make sense of this madness. "Where am I?!"
2. Network
Snakes is from a world of the 19th Century, more or less, but it's a steampunk 19th Century. Figuring out the PokeGear actually isn't too hard for him, but his hands are shaking as he sets up the video.
"H-Hello?" he stutters. "Is anyone out there? I ... uh ... I don't know what to do with this."
He turns the video feed to show that he and Wobbuffet are pinned down by Weedles on all sides.
"I'll never complain again about the bugs back home, you betcha. How in the world are they this big???!!!"
Snakes Tolliver | The Wild Wild West
Snakes is shocked to wake up at all. The last thing he remembers is collapsing dead on the morgue floor. Now he's waking up laying in a bed, with some strange lady chattering at him, and a blue blob saluting him and flatly saying what sounds like "Wobbuffet."
He leaps upright, covers falling off his shoulders, and stumbles out of bed. "Just what is this?!" he cries, forgetting to cover up his natural Southern accent as he often does back home. "Where am I?! This doesn't look like any afterlife!"
The woman's answers make no sense, and soon she's shoving him and the blob out the door, where he faceplants unceremoniously in the grass.
"Wobbuffet," the creature says.
"Yeah, yeah, I got that part." He pushes himself up and looks around wildly for anyone to help him make sense of this madness. "Where am I?!"
2. Network
Snakes is from a world of the 19th Century, more or less, but it's a steampunk 19th Century. Figuring out the PokeGear actually isn't too hard for him, but his hands are shaking as he sets up the video.
"H-Hello?" he stutters. "Is anyone out there? I ... uh ... I don't know what to do with this."
He turns the video feed to show that he and Wobbuffet are pinned down by Weedles on all sides.
"I'll never complain again about the bugs back home, you betcha. How in the world are they this big???!!!"