»Traveling« [It's a chilly winter evening on your route of choice, frost crystallizing on the grass around Daggar's campsite. A small fire crackles at the center of it all, a tiny hearth in the face of Johto's wilderness. Daggar sits close to the fire, back to the massive Arcanine curled up behind her.]
[A camping pot hangs over the fire, steaming and letting off a sweet, heavily spiced scent. Daggar leans forward, giving it a stir with a large ladle. She inhales, smelling it before nodding with approval and filling a large mug.]
[If you've been traveling together, she passes you the mug-]
Have some. Is mostly apples. Or close enough, here.
[Or, if you haven't been-]
If you need to warm up, is fine, come and sit. If you're here to fight, is also fine. Maybe wait until at least morning, first?
[She JUST got comfortable, guys.]
»Network« [Is that a still picture- no, there's some shifting in the background, a few motes of dust drifting past the visible rays of cold winter sunlight coming down from above.]
[But boy is that that one chilled-out Slowpoke, even by Slowpoke standards. Sharp-eyed viewers might be able to spot the slow clouds of condensing breath around its snout, the only apparent signs of life for most of the video.]
[And finally, it blinks with the patience of a shifting mountain, glacially turning to look into the camera.]
Daggar Eudonia | DnD OC
[It's a chilly winter evening on your route of choice, frost crystallizing on the grass around Daggar's campsite. A small fire crackles at the center of it all, a tiny hearth in the face of Johto's wilderness. Daggar sits close to the fire, back to the massive Arcanine curled up behind her.]
[A camping pot hangs over the fire, steaming and letting off a sweet, heavily spiced scent. Daggar leans forward, giving it a stir with a large ladle. She inhales, smelling it before nodding with approval and filling a large mug.]
[If you've been traveling together, she passes you the mug-]
Have some. Is mostly apples. Or close enough, here.
[Or, if you haven't been-]
If you need to warm up, is fine, come and sit. If you're here to fight, is also fine. Maybe wait until at least morning, first?
[She JUST got comfortable, guys.]
»Network«
[Is that a still picture- no, there's some shifting in the background, a few motes of dust drifting past the visible rays of cold winter sunlight coming down from above.]
[But boy is that that one chilled-out Slowpoke, even by Slowpoke standards. Sharp-eyed viewers might be able to spot the slow clouds of condensing breath around its snout, the only apparent signs of life for most of the video.]
[And finally, it blinks with the patience of a shifting mountain, glacially turning to look into the camera.]
...Is this NORMAL?
»Wildcard«
[Choose your own prompt.]