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He's not sure what hurts more, his arm or the fact that he just missed the chance at the coolest first impression ever.]
Seriously?!
[Luckily for the two of them, the little monster that popped out of Merlin's ball was the cutest little Yamper ever, and she wastes no time to fetch Rapunzel's tossed ball as she frets over her Smeargle. With her tail wagging, she approaches the other trainer with bright, sparkly eyes, almost eager for her to throw the pokeball again.
Her own trainer, meanwhile, immediately changes his tune when he realizes the person who pelted him is in fact a young lady and clears his throat as he goes over to check on her suddenly materialized Smeargle.]
Terribly sorry! I didn't mean to get in the way of your...um, casual projectile. I see yours, too, came with a weird magical dog.
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Well, no. Only the Yamper seems interested in her attention - and Rapunzel does lean down to take the pokeball from her and offer thanks. Smeargle is squinting angrily at the other human. After all, his pokeball was thrown, so he's meant to be battling, right? But battling a human? He's never heard of this, but he's stomping his foot as he glares at this young man like he's ready to give human-battling a try.
Rapunzel may not understand what's going on, but something standing out to her is that the man apologized to her. That doesn't seem right.]
You're apologizing...?
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So much so that his hand hangs above the Smeargle's head as Merlin keeps himself from petting.]
Um, nice doggie...?
[Look, fighting monsters is nothing new to him, buuuuuuut something tells him it might be FROWNED UPON to go one-on-one with this girl's...pet? Are these things pets? He's still trying to figure out their relationship here. While his dog LOOKS and ACTS like a dog, this one can stand and emotes more like a person.
Okaaaay, a little weird.
Getting back up, Merlin takes a step back from the Smeargle before it decides to kick him in the shin or something. He holds his hands up in a placating manner, hoping that the little painter Pokemon understands that he means no harm.]
Hm? Oh, but of course.
[He may not understand what's going on, but what he DOES know is how to talk to women.]
I mean, no one just throws things in a public area without a reason, that...that would just be ridiculous. I got in the way, and therefore I'm in the wrong. Because who...who just throws things, right?
[Merlin's Yamper wishes someone would throw something right about now, but when it looks like that isn't going to happen, she turns her attention to the Smeargle who looks like he's ready to throw down with her trainer. Haha, what a jokester, who would battle a human? Without an ounce of shyness, she goes up and gives a friendly sniff.
As far as she's concerned, they're best friends now.]
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Similarly, Rapunzel starts to let her guard down, because what the man said-- It's just so reasonable? Not at all the kind of thing you say if you're looking to harm someone, or steal them away.]
I guess that would be ridiculous, wouldn't it? Well, I'm sorry, too, for hitting you.
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Quite alright, it's not like you meant to hit me or anything. [A pause.] ...You didn't...mean to hit me...right?
[Because that would be a terrible way to say hello. Actually, speaking of greetings, Merlin figures he better introduce himself before she thinks him rude...]
Anyway, I am Prince Merlin, part time hero, full time romantic, overall fantastic guy to be around. And this is my associate, um...
[He turns to his Yamper, who is still trying to get the Smeargle to play with her. Well...shoot, he's yet to name his free dog, hasn't he? Snapping his fingers, he ho hums to himself while trying to think up of one on the spot. It has to be good.]
Morgana? ...Maybe Morgan. I don't know, I'm sure something with stick. Either way, pleasure to meet you. And yooooooouuuuu... [It's only then that he realizes the ridiculous amount of hair that this girl has and he can't help but raise an eyebrow.] ...wouldn't happen to be related to Princess Rapunzel...would you?