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Post by SKIPPAPPAPALOOZA! on Mar 20, 2012 22:15:52 GMT -5
it was finally picnic day! renae had been waiting for this moment for legitimately days and now it had finally arrived: the time when he and magnus and wynn got to have a picnic. it was going to be a thing, they had decided. luckily for the trio, a drunken night to be remembered - even though none of the properly did - had lead to a fast friendship between the three, and renae had decided to clamp like a shellder onto his newfound best buddies. he had the food, but he had asked magnus to bring the picnic blanket, so it seemed until his friends arrived he would be waiting on his butt on the grass. which wasn't so much an issue, and he happily shrugged and sat on his backside, clutching the basket to him like it was something precious. which, in fact, it was. inside the basket pulsated a little bit of heat that wasn't coming from the fried chicken or the nachos. instead, renae had in his basket a little egg he had purchased from the breeding ranch not long back, and with his powers of love and affection it was going to hatch - hopefully, if the label was right - into a little baby hoothoot. that would bring his tally of flying types up to two, and he would be well on his way to making his bird trainer mother very proud. speaking into the darkness of the basket, renae was going to wait until his friends arrived to reveal his new acquisition, to surprise them.
he murmured at the egg in cooing baby talk. "and who's a pretty little eggy-weggy, huh? who's my favourite little squishy? you are! you are!" around him, his other two pokemon, melody and narcissus rolled their eyes at his display of childishness. sure, the hoothoot was going to be a cool addition to the team, but meanwhile they could hardly stand renae's sickeningly sweet displays of affection. yuck. the mareep, preening a few stray curls from her wool, noticed the tiny bird beside her trying to do the same, leaning over the lakefront by which they were sitting to try and get a nice reflection. digging into the basket with her paws - landing a cute kiss on the egg while she was there - she grabbed a spoon and held it out in her teeth. narcissus squawked, < thankyou thankyou thankyou! > and preened his feathers regally, and melody watched him with a mothering smile. she liked the self-obsessed little bird more than she might admit, and was more than happy to quell his desire for compliments when renae was not willing. < you look glorious, darling. simply gorgeous. > looking around though, she was ready to drop the spoon and leap into the basket the moment she saw magnus' lickitung, whom she had only heard of but enough to fear that big long tongue. she couldn't even imagine what it would be like to be licked. it was just too horrid to even contemplate.
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Post by ASKR ! on Mar 20, 2012 23:14:59 GMT -5
As it turns out, Lickitung are far from good Pokémon to trust with such delicate tasks as pedaling a bicycle. Especially the backseat of a rusty old tandem bicycle -- their legs are short, and their tongues, well. They're long. And easily caught in spokes. Which is why, after some deliberation and only a few scrapes, Magnus decided to walk the conglomeration of metal and wheels onto the campsite -- Tetro bounding along eagerly ahead of him. (Magnus couldn't figure out how to keep the beast in his pokeball, but as long as he didn't lick him too much, he found his anxiety was slowly beginning to lessen.)
He and Wynn and Renae had all planned to meet up here after their adventure at the pub to have a picnic -- a very welcome break from training that he was more than looking forward to. No wild Pokémon jumping them, just the ones he was somewhat used to already. Spying Renae already seated out in the field, Magnus had hoped to sneak up on his new friend -- but Tetro had other plans, and went sprinting across the grass with surprising speed. The Lickitung skidded to a halt and proceeded to swipe his tongue over everyone gathered, salivating more than normal in his excitement to meet new friends.
"A-AH NO, TETRO- DON'T-"
It was too late -- the chubby pokemon, not one to listen to his trainer anyway (at least when it came to important matters like food) -- had noticed the nachos, and his tongue moved promptly to them next, hoping to nab some of that delicious delicious cheese.
"Well uh," Magnus introduced himself shortly as he caught up, bike dropped beside him in the grass so he could dig through his bag for the red-and-white checked picnic blanket, "I guess, uh, everyone's met Tetro. Did you know that he has compounds in his saliva that can act as a mild numbing agent? That's how attacks like lick work to paralyze its victim. He can control it though, don't worry. ... I think..."
He finally unfolded the blanket and shook it out, draping it half over Renae in the process. "And look -- I found this crappy old bike it's so fun, but Tetro isn't very good at it."
Tetro ignored him (the painful memories were still too fresh), and instead approached the pretty, fluffy, huggable-looking Mareep. ( Hi! My name is Tetro. Do you want to be friends? ) He wagged his tail hopefully.
tetro used SLOBBER RUDELY ALL OVER EVERYONE tetro used STEAL NACHOS AND THEN FLIRT WITH MELODY
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Post by SKIPPAPPAPALOOZA! on Mar 21, 2012 0:53:22 GMT -5
magnus was here! magnus was here! everything was infinitely better than it even was before this, because magnus was here! oh, this was going to be so much fun, he could feel it in his bones. his mouth half open to yell out to his friends and their new bicycle, renae got halfway through a happy "magn--" before suddenly, his vision was obscured by instant, wet pink. oh for the love of arceus, tetro's tongue was in his mouth. as the lickitung moved away, renae rubbed his mouth with his hand, laughing. "nice to see you again too, tetro," he said with a grin. he hoped that tetro was preventing his tongue's numbing agent from doing its dastardly duty because if it wasn't, he would lose the ability to speak rather rapidly. not even minding the loss of the nachos - magnus was not going to believe the amount of great food he had brought with him - renae carried happily along with the conversation from under the blanket, even making hand movements for emphasis if his voice was muffled. "the bike looks super cool! we can polish it up with some of melody's wool!" he said brightly, not even noticing his unintentional rhyme. but it did look cool! renae had never done it before, but he was sure that when you did it with someone who knew what they were doing, it made everything easier and it didn't hurt as much. however, he didn't even need to look at her to sense his partner's deeply disapproving glare, and then amended his statement, equally brightly, "or we can not!" he clambered out from under the blanket, rolling back onto it and reclining on his back, looking up at the sky. "aren't the clouds pretty, maggie? that one looks like a buneary." attempting to avoid the attentions of her newfound pink companion, melody climbed up into the lap of magnus as he sat and nuzzled into him.
renae frowned and told her, "play nice, melody. he obviously wants to talk to you," as he shooed her off, and the mareep with a brilliant sulk on her pretty little face, wandered back to tetro. she was never going to disappoint renae if she could help it, so if he wanted her to play nice, she would do her very best. she couldn't promise her best as going to be very good, but at least she was going to try. the natu hopped nearby after cleaning up his face a little and sobbed, looking into the spoon where it fell on the ground and trying to get the saliva out of his feathers. melody grudgingly moved to within a metre of tetro, which was dangerous, but it was for renae, she reminded herself sadly. < oh, honey. you poor little dear. i don't want to be friends. but do we have to be friends? yes. so we're going to be friends. just keep your tongue in your mouth, please. > this was as polite as melody got: she didn't even say 'whoop-ass'. she didn't even know how he did it, that tongue was longer than tetro's whole body. why couldn't renae's new best friend have a cooler pokemon, a handsome luxio or a dashing electrike that she could charm into her stubby little arms? why a lickitung, why? renae's face suddenly brightened even more as he remembered something and, diving into the picnic basket, brought out his egg, brushing a bit of crumpled biscuit off the surface. "look, look, look what i got!" he blurted, hugging it close, but carefully, so as not to crack it accidentally. "it's a hoothoot! his name is squishy. isn't it super great?" he grinned up at magnus, waiting on his approval. because if there was one thing that could keep renae running more than food, water or even the affection of his pokemon, it was his soulmate maggie's love.
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Post by ASKR ! on Mar 21, 2012 23:00:31 GMT -5
Magnus pat Melody’s head warily when she nuzzled up to him, his eyes going wide with fear as he remembered exactly how dangerous simply touching a mareep’s fur could be. ”A-a-ah Renae can you-“ And then she was gone, and he could relax, slowly slumping forward as he eyed the bike laying beside him. ”Oh, uh, you don’t need to worry, M-melody. I’ll be really careful, I just lubed it up recently. I want Renae’s first time to be special so I wouldn’t rush or do anything reckless.” He smiled over at his friend and shook stray bangs from his eyes.
Craning his head back to find the cloud Renae had pointed out, Magnus raised on hand to shield his eyes from the glare of the sun – and still couldn’t find anything, so fell back to lay out upon the rumpled picnic blanket and raised his arms to rest them behind his head. ”Oh, that one?” He blinked up at the bright blue sky for a moment longer, then flung his hand out to point at a cloud of his own: ”And that one looks like a square!”
Tetro, meanwhile, was very sad indeed at being rejected. He pouted and retracted his tongue – somehow – into his mouth, looking awkwardly as his feet as he processed his denial. Instead of retreating, as Melody would have him do, he instead inched a few steps closer to the sheep; his tongue (seemingly on its own accord) twitched back out of his mouth before he remembered his promise and sucked it back in. Tail wagging nervously now, he plopped himself down in the grass beside his new “friend” and continued to admire her wool. ( So we are friends, right? You’re pretty, ) he complimented her, hoping it would overcome whatever it was she disliked about him. ( Oh! Bro, what are you doing? ) He rolled to his side, large belly flopping about, and waved at Narcissus.
Magnus had let his eyes drift closed – this way he couldn’t see any pokemon, it was almost like it was just him and Renae and wouldn’t that be nice – and was about to open his mouth to regale his friend with the glorious story of cloud formation when Renae’s own excited clamoring broke the silence.
He had plucked a pokemon’s egg from his basket, its mottled shell glinting in the sunlight, and presented it to Magnus. ”A Hoothoot? They’re really interesting pokemon, did you know they have extremely accurate internal clocks? They have an organ that actually senses the rotation of the earth. Some cultures train them to use them like alarm clocks.” He reached one hand out to touch the egg, smiling stupidly as he felt the smooth surface.
”Wow, it’s not even that scary before it’s hatched,” he noticed, then turned his attention to Renae: ”How- How long until it hatches, do you think?”
tetro used PERSISTENCE WINS DA LADIES
ooc| sorry i didn't give you much to work with, i figured i should save the LOL BELLYBUTTON thing for later. ten pages is a lot to get through lol :C
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Post by SKIPPAPPAPALOOZA! on Mar 22, 2012 4:58:03 GMT -5
melody looked back at magnus over her shoulder, rolling her eyes. did those two understand what they sounded like? she wasn't going to be the one to say it, but she knew that she would love if one of them got with the redhead friend of theirs, rather than each other. but that wasn't going to happen: clearly, they were completely oblivious to what was obvious to everyone else. or to her, at least. probably not to tetro, who was slobbering over himself in what she admitted begrudgingly was a kind of endearing way. so long as that tongue wasn't all over her, she could almost like him. maybe. renae shook his head, laughing at his friend. how uncreative, a square? "come on, you can do better," he admonished playfully. but it was okay, he'd teach him how to go cloud-spotting over the course of their friendship. he'd learnt how to do it when he was very little, and he and melody used to bond over it in the early days of their partnership. it could be something they did together, like riding the tandem bike, or maybe practice battling each other for some experience. which both of them - as incredibly newbie trainers - definitely needed.
melody sighed, feeling a little mean as she watched his big, happy face fall. he was trying really hard: she would have to be truly heartless not to see that. < of course we're friends, > she said softly, trying to soften the edges of her hard words just before. she reached out a blue paw and patted him gently on the body, a pathetic gesture but the only one she could bring herself to do just yet. at the compliment, she blushed and looked down. sure, she was pretty attractive, as far as Pokémon went, but what did he think he was doing, spitting out compliments like that? the only time she wanted to turn pink was when she evolved into a flaaffy. < oh, stop that, > she muttered, though it had none of the menace of earlier. narcissus, hearing the word 'pretty' and zeroing in on it, was jerked from his self-absorbed reverie long enough to hear tetro's words to him. a bro? he was tetro's bro? he'd never been anybody's bro before! he felt entirely necessary, like melody was to him. after all, who could live without him being beautiful around them, really? he hopped over to tetro, dragging the spoon in his tiny beak behind him, chattering quickly. < i sm making sure my feathers are in place, > he replied regally, the tiny bird passing the spoon to tetro with an effort. < here, you have a turn! >
renae felt the egg twitch a little as magnus' hand passed over the surface, and smiled widely. "i think it likes you!" he said, and placed his chin in his hand as he listened to the story. no, he hadn't known that! what cool things he was saying. renae didn't know anything near as cool as this: maggie was always coming out with super cool facts. but he grinned at magnus as he spoke. "don't be silly," he said, landing a weak punch on maggie's shoulder as his way of saying, 'come on'. "pokemon aren't scary. look," he said, then put his fingers into his mouth and whistled to narcissus. "who's my pretty boy then? come over here, you gorgeous little bird." narcissus, unable to resist compliments at the best of times, half-hopped and half-flapped over to perch on renae's outstretched arm. he offered it to magnus, not too close - he knew his buddy's limitations when it came to his fear of Pokémon - but narcissus was the most harmless little thing. renae had not even battled with him yet, and he was often too busy keeping his feathers pristine to attack wurmple or caterpie for his lunch. he was aching for a compliment, and twittered nonsense at magnus, arching his body and flapping his wings, wanting the trainer to pat his pretty plumage. who could resist him, really?
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