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Nov 18 2017, 10:24 AM
((egg post 13))
Naka found out the hard way that dragging an entire Dunsparce out of a cave on her own was really, really difficult. After a few flopped attempts at pulling its tail with her backpack on, she'd given the extra weight of the bag to Scyther, who could actually wear it, which helped her out quite a bit by lowering her center of gravity. She cursed the fact that she was the only one in her party that had hands again just as she was rounding the last corner to the mouth of the cave. Of course, she wasn't done walking, because there were most likely scavengers on the loose and she didn't want to be in open territory for them to steal her meat. Shroomish had at least tried to be helpful, shoving the other end of the late Dunsparce in the right direction until he realized it wasn't doing much more than swerving their course. Stunky, on the other hand, felt she needed a bit of a rest and climbed onto its back, curling up and yawning.
"Stunky!" Naka snapped, "Your fat little body is making this heavier than it needs to be! How about you make yourself useful guarding our backs, huh?" Stunky took a moment to give Naka a deadpan glare, but in the interest of saving time, she supposed she could maybe do what the human wanted. Of course, she still had to maintain her position of dominance in the group, so she took her sweet time, making sure Naka knew that she was just moving because she felt like it. She rolled off Dunsparce and ambled to a position behind everyone else, pretending to be interested in her claws.
Shroomish, who was positioned in the lead, looked behind him, pleasantly surprised that Stunky was working with their human. This would make things much more efficient. He stood on the tips of his toes and scanned the horizon and sky for any possible threats, his eyes particularly keen for bear-shaped ones as he waited for Naka to catch up to him.
Even though it made her fly all funny, Scyther was glad she was asked to hold the backpack. It meant the egg was closer to her instead of those terrible influences she called friends. Best case scenario, the pokemon that hatched would imprint on her and she could at least try to raise it properly, despite having no idea how. She expected none of the others did, either. "//Don't worry, little egg, I won't let anything happen to you,//" she said under her breath.
Oct 17 2017, 06:43 AM
Desk Lamp was lying in bed, a cat of unusual size curled up next to them, rather frustrated at how light it was getting in their room. The lights were off and it was most certainly nighttime, so something was definitely wrong, but they were just too lazy to do anything about it right now. Besides, what could possibly be worth disturbing the cat? They really hadn't been spending enough quality time with him. Maybe they'd call in their mom?
A few annoying wails of "Mooooom" later, Desk Lamp's mom was not present. Ugh. Still too lazy to move. It was a crime to be forced to get out of bed once it was later than 8:30 anyway, even if they couldn't sleep with how bright it was.
Eventually, their annoyance beat out everything else, and they rolled out of bed with a few melodramatic pterodactyl noises. They opened the window blinds and pressed their face to the glass, trying to see what was going on. It looked like the sun was in the sky, or something burning up, anyway. Was their house about to be hit by a meteor? Lit. That was always how they'd wanted to go. That would leave several things undone on their bucket list, but oh well. Dying dramatically was on their bucket list, and they didn't fancy the idea of going to school tomorrow anyway. They wiggled back next to their cat, listening to him purr as they scratched his cheek. "Hey, Beanie, are you okay with this?" they yawned. "Oh, you big bean. You are so cute."
Oct 2 2017, 04:48 AM
((egg post 8))
"Is it just me, or is it darker in this tunnel?" Naka's lantern shed enough light to see a good distance, but the details of anything its light didn't reach were obscured by darkness. She hoped her pokemon were able to see better than she could. Stunky certainly could, but she wasn't sure about the others. On the plus side, there had been a smaller pickaxe for her to take this time, and she could carry it in one hand without too much difficulty. She didn't trust anyone but herself with the responsibility of watching her egg, so she'd brought her entire backpack with her.
"//What exactly are we doing in here?//" Scyther asked. There were a lot of rocks, but not much else to see. She assumed the presence of rocks meant the presence of rock-types, which was not optimal for her.
"//Looking for metal. Shiny stuff,//" Stunky answered. "//We also get to keep anything useful we happen to find, apparently.//" Exactly what the definition of "useful" was, she didn't know. She wasn't a human. Maybe Naka could trade a sparkly rock for something practical? Humans sure did like their sparkly things. She hadn't seen any particularly sparkly rocks yet, though.
Shroomish knew he was the first line of defense against the pokemon most often found in caves like this, so he patrolled the lantern-lit area, scouting around corners as best he could. Nobody antagonizing him yet. Nobody at all, actually. Well, he'd have an opportunity to prove he was strong soon, if this went anything like last time.
Sep 28 2017, 01:26 PM
((egg post 4))
Naka and crew (sans Shroomish, who couldn't climb and was willing to act as a guard for Naka's stuff, the egg in particular) were out searching for food to supplement the supply they got at Omega's base. Scyther, whose injury had healed over so it was nothing more than a harmless light stripe over her chest, was having the time of her life slashing at anything soft enough to scratch. Every wicked scrape she left behind was a point of pride. Hah! Nothing could hold her back now! ...Except that persistent feeling from her stomach that it needed food. She dropped to the ground to avoid alerting prey with the buzzing of her wings, and walking was almost a new experience in itself. Soon enough, she heard the faintest squeak off in the distance. She smiled and zipped off to catch her meal.
Stunky had just taken something of a fall, bouncing and squeaking in protest a few times before landing flat on her back. This whole "rocky terrain" thing did not sit well with her. She groaned as she got back on her paws to plod along further. Her unpleasant odor was coming in handy in a brand new way- she'd be able to follow her own scent trail back to the base, or, rather, to an alcove near the base Naka had chosen after being hit on by one too many unsavory person. Stunky couldn't blame her, and probably would have done exactly the same thing. She sniffed the air, smelling something crisp and cool, almost minty. She headed in that direction, unaware of the predator lurking nearby.
Naka herself had just reached the tip of a rocky spire, a good vantage point for creatures reliant on their eyesight. Unfortunately, a lichen could easily be mistaken for a leaf, and the few shallow patches of soil she saw were annoyingly barren. She supposed she could eat more of the slop Omega was calling provisions, but that would mean she would have to fight off more ruffians apparently trying to be nice to her. Hmph. There were two pokemon walking together, one a pale blue thing looking pathetically weak, the other a hulking mass of white who would probably not appreciate their companion being used as food. Naka doubted she could take that one on.
Sep 10 2017, 07:54 AM
There were all sorts of pokemon in the forest that only came out in the evening hours, Aimess had learned. They'd heard hushed rumors about ghost-type pokemon coming closer to Ashfield. That seemed to happen every fall, and they wondered what drove this behavioral pattern. They had a few half-formed explanations that didn't really hold any water, but they didn't care that much about it- nothing bad had ever happened to anyone who stayed inside the city limits, as far as they knew.
Of course, Aimess was not within the city limits. Nocturnal pokemon were interesting, and a buddy for Goodstuffs to play with instead of hapless inanimate objects would be nice, especially when she was up late with nobody to stop the carnage wreaked upon the lower parts of the furniture. If they were to take a pokemon home, they hoped it wouldn't be as rambunctious as their pink friend.
Goodstuffs, oblivious to any risk she might be taking, trotted along beside Aimess, occasionally stopping to sniff an interesting plant. One was pretty, but smelled really yucky! She wanted to take that one home! Aimess had to stop while Goodstuffs snuffled intently around the roots of a tree. They wondered what she smelled.
They looked up, and the moon was high in the sky, its pale gleam passing through the canopy and lighting the ground ahead fairly well. In another direction was faint torchlight telltale of a human settlement. With their poor sense of direction, Aimess decided to keep Ashfield in sight so they didn't get lost. They tapped their foot as they waited for Goodstuffs to finish up.
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