MARCH - APRIL TEST DRIVE MEME

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[wishihadadollar]

Oh, my name's Larry. Larry Laffer.

[Insert that trademark awful giggle. The Drowzee rolls its eyes conspicuously.]

And I, uh, know a little something about love. So you're lucky I'm here, huh?

[His eyes sweep over JW's camp. Let's just see what's lying around. No reason. Definitely not going to try to take any of it if he gets the chance, not at all.]

[goldeneyeball]

<sub>[JW kept his eyes narrowed and stood tall and still like an irritated scopes owl as he took in this...being. That had walked into the firelight.]

[JW's camp is modest, what with him being a newbie trainer and all. His bedroll is out. There are some rations leaned against his bag, and of course the makings of his fire pit.]</sub>

Look, Runty, if you're lookin' to make a buck, you're fresh outta luck. Why do you think I'm doing this in the first place?

[wishihadadollar]

['Runty' is honestly one of the nicer things Larry's been called in his long life of being being called unflattering things. It kinda just rolls off the polyester at this point.]

Oh, my friend, you misunderstand me! [He puts a hand to his heart. Look how sincere he is.] I'm offering my advice based on years of experience at no cost whatsoever!

[A faint deep, male voice says experience with what? in the most deadpan tone possible. Larry waves a hand at his Drowzee. Shut up, Narrator, he's about to close the deal here!]

But if you wanted to let me and my friend here share your fire, well, that'd just be real kind of you, wouldn't it?

[goldeneyeball]

<sub>[James sloooowly tilts his head as he considers Larry's offer. He's not too proud to admit he needs help right now. He's in a weird world full of weird animals that he REFUSED to call Pokeymon and he needed to make them do the fuck if he was going to make enough money to live in this place.]

[But then he heard THE VOICE and it startled him right out of his lean. He set his teeth in a snarl and rubbernecked in search of what was obviously yet another intruder.]</sub>

Is it NORMAL for this many people to be in the woods? Where the hell were yall when I skin't my knee, huh? COME OUT!

_{[Zoro promptly decides that she isn't in the mood to deal with either of these clowns and left her pillow behind to waddle over to the fire, but not without giving the Drowzee a quirk of her very very good eyebrows.]}

[wishihadadollar]

[Zoro is the only person here who has any sense, probably.]

Oh, no, see, that's just my buddy here. He's one of those psychics, y'know.

[He wiggles his fingers in a way that is clearly supposed to demonstrate how psychic his psychic type is. The Drowzee's expression gets more and more withering by the second.]

'Buddy' is a strong word. I'm just responsible for making sure this buffoon doesn't get himself killed sticking his over-large nose where it doesn't belong.

He's such a kidder, this guy!

[goldeneyeball]

<sub>[With his attention now squarely on Narrator, he all but ignores Larry's words. Narrator sounded...pretty dang sentient. His mismatched eyes slide back to Gilligan and Skipper who are now trying to eat the pillow that Zoro abandoned.]

[Maybe the Psychic ones were just extra smart. Maybe he...shouldn't get any of those. He's not sure he can handle another Deuteronomy right now.]</sub>

Gotcha. Well. Ugh, whatever. Fine. You stay on your side of the fire and I'll listen to whatever you've got to say.

_{[Meaning he would probably listen to Narrator instead.]}