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[nastypass]

"--so yes I believe that this is supposed to go into the hole there," the large purple blob said confidently, only just realizing he'd been teleported in front of a fairly large crowd. He started spewing more gasses out of the holes on his body to hide his blushing. He of course could still see out of them though; he could see all those different Pokemon that almost definitely got the wrong idea of what had just come out of his mouth.

He solemnly floated his way to the back of the crowd with his gas cloud, hoping no one turned around to continue staring at him.

(stfu firefox teleported and gasses are so words >:|)

 

[Tailsy]

Biscuit just grinned wolfishly at the validation of his statement, unaware that the Wynaut was likely seriously considering mugging him and leaving him for dead in a true gangster-like fashion. Hehe, this guy was funny. Look at him, patting himself down looking for something like only a crazy thing would! Why would he keep anything with him anyway that wasn't immediately obvious? Biscuit opened his mouth to repeat his brainwave when the conversation suddenly twisted into what appeared to be a threat on his life.

Oh bumfluff.

"Ah," he started intelligently, looking up at the sky as though this was going to save him (anvil anvil anvil come ooooonnnn). Just then he noticed an interestingly-coloured Weezing who had just mentioned something about holes. Ahahahah holes! Biscuit snorted with laughter, forgetting about Vinnie's existence altogether as he began giggling uncontrollably and lost control over his legs. Ah, true rolling-on-floor-laughing. Such a rare thing to come across these days.

"Heehee, holes!"

 

[Coloursfall]

Iris kept watching the little blue cute thing, unsure of what exactly he was, but she was sure that he looked nice to hug. Perhaps she would ask him later if she could hug him. She took a shaky step forward, but desided that now wasn't really the time, and stopped, rubbing her paws together nervously.

"Um." She muttered, trying to gather herself. Most of the others here were so big...

 

[Mad MOAI]

Shosia and her sisters looked around. A bunch of Pokemon. "So what do we do now?" asked Balthor.
"I dunno," replied Antimou. "What do you think, Shousia?"
"Same as you," she said. "Maybe one of these Pokemon knows? They could help us know what's going on."
"Especially that Espeon," finished Balthor.
"Does anyone know what's going on here?" asked Antimou loudly to no one in particular.

 

[Clover]

Lenka reopened her eyes groggily. A voice she hadn't heard before echoed the question in her own mind- where was she? She realized exactly where she was almost immediately. In a muddy pool of fresh water. She didn't do fresh water. She was a salt water girl. She couldn't see anything, either. She was in a very small hole, she noticed, barely big enough to hold her, and her eyes weren't positioned on the top of her head.
As Lenka tried to manoeuvre herself into a position so that she could see who was talking, she failed horrendously. She just stirred up sediment in the small pool of water that surrounded her when she tried to move her flippers and eroded the walls of her tiny psuedo-pond.
Lenka said nothing. Lenka was tired.
Lenka went to sleep.

Morgan's limited empathy that came along with being half-psychic told her of the Lanturn's discomfort. Well, that was just too bad. I mean, I could /try/ a Brine in such low power that it would be like a salty Water Gun, but... considering your health, I don't think you'd like it if it ended up going sour, Morgan thought silently at the Lanturn, without giving it any telepathic push.

It was true that it was late -- at least, it was after sundown in Vermilion Bay; who knew what time it was here. So, after a repetition of the Psychic/Water Gun maneuver (giving herself a bit more room than she gave the Lanturn), she fell asleep core down.

 

[allitersonance]

Fangore saw his potential lunch awaken, then go back to sleep in that tiny pool which would surely suffice to cook the lanturn in. Nobody else seemed to notice and Fangore wouldn't care if they did, anyway; he was starting to get hungry, though it would be another day before he'd usually start to hunt. He could throw off his eating cycle easily, though, he figured. He walked over to the lanturn, tail flaring up just a bit. Perhaps he should kill her first, then roast her, he mused. He could just grab her in his mouth and raise her up above the water, wait for her to die, set her aside, then boil the water. Or he could rest now and eat later, since it was hardly like she could go anywhere, and he'd hunt her down if she tried.

Yawning, he just sat down where he stood and closed his eyes, letting consciousness drift away from him. It wasn't like he had much better to do right now.

 

[Mad MOAI]

"Why's everyone falling asleep?" asked Balthor. "We're wide awake and I don't think we should laze around all day."
Antimou and Shousia didn't answer. They didn't know it.

 

[Vriska Serket]

Feeling bored and having nothing better to do, Starr replied to the Dodrio, "Actually, sleeping doesn't sound so bad at the moment. According to that Jolteon, it'll be a while before the Espeon can send me back. I'm seriously doubting the intelligence of trusting anything he says, but I can't think of anything better to do." He then curled his head into his feathers and dozed off.

 

[Mad MOAI]

((None of the heads are asleep. They just don't know the answer to Balthor's question.))

"Oh," said Shousia. "I guess we'll keep watch."
"You do it," said Balthor. "I want to go to sleep." She laid herself down and flipped over onto the back of her head.
"Then what do I do?" asked Antimou.
"See if we can be informed by that Espeon," answered Shousia. "I'll see to make sure nothing suspicious happens.

 

[nyuu]

After having been dropped from the sky, Ada and Rolf bounced up and down, up and down, up and down before eventually finding their feet and landing on them, to keep themselves from shooting upwards again. The pair stopped, their large pink ears honing in on every word the Espeon said. Their bouncing had caused them to miss the first few words, but they had manages to understand the gist of what they were saying.
Ada was the one to speak first.
"I don't like the looks of these things... They're all so intimidating," she said in her high-pitched, squeaky voice. Looking around at the other teleported Pokémon, Rofl knew exactly what she meant. He straightened his ribbon before inflating himself, to appear more controlling and authoritarian, hoping that this would give himself some form of respect among the other Pokémon. Ada saw what he was doing.
"The ribbon won't help you look powerful" she thought to herself, with a slight smile crossing her lips, bright eyes gleaming. She could see the reflection of the Dodrio in Rolf's eyes, however it was disproportional. The heads of the Dodrio were at least four times the size of the body.
Laughing , she took Rolf by the hand to go and meet the frowning Wynaut and quivering Jolteon, whom was apparently called Biscuit.
"...What a funny name," the pair thought simultaneously, laughing to themselves as they approached the definition-of-average Biscuit, and the definitely-not-average Vinne.

 

[octobr]

Vinnie had a limited knowledge of science, but he did remember something about density being how much stuff is packed into one space. And, well, this place was surely dense. God only knew he didn't have to explain the pun. He scurried to the left to avoid being flattened by Biscuit, who seemed to be pleasantly occupied with ridiculous laughter. Your time will come, Biscuit. Oh, it will come.

Vinnie caught the glance of the stupid thing in the shorts and snarled a little. Their time would come, too. Probably about fifteen minutes after Biscuit's.

He let his eyes slide across the scenery. Once more, dead stuff; a shocking amount of pokemon, including the thing in the shorts and the HOLY JESUS CHRIST. Vinnie gaped at something big and orange. It was sort of asleep (reassuring) but nonetheless huge and awesome. Vinnie'd have to work up his courage for that one. He scooched a bit in the opposite direction. But ohhh, there was someone coming from that way, wasn't there? Vinnie narrowed his eyes.

Oh crap. Was he going blind? Two identical pink blobs bouncing towards him oh god it was like that one dream he had. No, wait, they were ... wigglytuff.


Life was wonderful.




((HEY, kids! When you start a new paragraph can you double space?

Like that. It just makes it easier to read the post.))