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THE HANDYMAN HUSTLE [group mission, open]

POSTED ON Jan 22, 2021 16:27:05 GMT

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ZAC

Handyman Hustle
Michi's house

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"Don't worry Michi, I'm on it," Zac said as he pulled down one of the five boxes labelled 'THEO'S PRECIOUS GIFTS'.
He pulled off the faded cardboard lid, to find it filled with...dog toys. Over the years Theo had send a veritable kennel-full of chew toys for Thor, though none of them had reached the little guy. Zac gave the toy a squeeze, and it let out a cloud of dust along with a high pitched, shrieking squeak. "Oh. So it's one of those," Zac said, frowning. He understood why Michi had put them away.
There was a clattering of nails on wood, and Thor poked his head around the corner, tongue lolling as he gazed up at Zac and the box of presents. "Okay, okay. I guess I did try and feed you the pie earlier." Zac gave him one of the chew toys, which was shaped like a Gigantamax Meowth. The little dog bit down and the toy let out an ear-splitting squeak.
Zac saw a hint of fabric under the plastic toys, and he pulled out a little doggie-vest. It was bright yellow, with a bill-shaped hood. Before Thor could escape, Zac velcro-ed the vest onto him.
Thor trotted away in his Psyduck costume, happily squeaking on the toy.
Zac did a quick lap of the house, scattering handfuls of the squeaky toys in each room, as well as putting them in choice, eye-level locations to make sure that Theo noticed just how much Michi loved them. On the book shelves, on top of the fridge, he even stuck one to one of the webbed holes of the foyer.
"Phew!" said Zac, the box finally empty. He could clearly hear Thor squeaking on the chew toy from the other side of the house. "The things we do for family."

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POSTED ON Jan 22, 2021 17:27:02 GMT

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With the riolu safely moved and the others taken care off, Maverick turned to see what else was to do. He spots Michi swiftly rushing towards the garage and mumbled something to herself. A brow rose, wondering what had got her in a rush. Upon entering the garage, he noticed her despair as two of her four tires have been punctured and she could no longer move the car.

“Don’t worry, we’ll get it,” the scarred man comforted her, moving pass her as someone else started to work on the other tire. Rolling up his sleeves and squatting on the other side, Maverick waited for Laurence to be done with the tools. When he was done, Maverick offered him a half smile. “I’ll get the other one,” he told him, giving Laurence Anderson a nod as he began to work on the tire. I was strange how we all got together to help out this person and probably half of us didn’t even know her.

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THE HANDYMAN HUSTLE [group mission, open]

POSTED ON Jan 22, 2021 20:43:40 GMT

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Goddamn, that took longer than expected. Thais slid the final book into the shelf, unable to hold back a sneeze. "I'm totally allergic to books," she muttered to no one in particular, wiping her hands on her overalls and rising to her feet. Her organization wasn't... um... exactly on the level of the Dewey decimal system, but it was good enough. Eventually, Thais got bored of reading all the book spines and trying to organize them alphabetically, so she started separating them into color. When that got boring, she did 'em by size. So, Mrs. michiko maeda now had a slightly lopsided, rainbow bookshelf only vaguely alphabetically organized. But hey, it looked super dope![break][break]

Pleased with her handiwork, Thais whipped out her phone and snapped a quick picture. By her feet, Krabby clicked his claws loudly. "Oh, you're right, K. Off to the next task, yeah?" She adjusted her baseball cap and grinned down at him. "Let's see what everyone else is up to."[break][break]

Thais' wandering brought her to the laundry room, where the washing machine roars like an angered Walrein. There are two men standing inside already - a blonde gentleman she didn't recognize, and a face that she did. "Oh hey! Flynn!" said Thais to kris flynn-edwards as casually as if they'd just run into each other at the grocery store. Never mind the havoc and turmoil of Mrs. Maeda's house brewing around them. To Gwyar Wledig, she flashed him a smile and a peace sign. "S'up, fellas. Doing some laundry?" Krabby waddled in after her, looking up at the two men with round eyes.[break][break]

She began to putter around the room, looking for something to do. The washing machine was already well on its way, so stopped to investigate the dryer. Prying open the lid, there seemed to be already a set of clothes in it. But the machine itself didn't seem to be working - nothing but a soft purr from the engine. "Ugh, dryers are always a pain," grumbled Thais, fidgeting with the dials on the machine's face in order to coax it back to life. "C'mon, baby." She gave it a kick with toe of her Chucks.[break][break]

It was a miracle! The dryer roared back to life. Thais turned back to the two men with a little bow and flourish. She'd impressed herself with her own technical know-how. "Sometimes you just gotta give it the ol' razzle-dazzle," she said to Flynn with a wink.[break][break]

Then she felt Krabby tug worriedly on her pants leg, and smelled the burning.[break][break]

"Oh, fuck!" Thais whirled around to see an inferno raging behind the rumbling dryer. Flames rose from the back of the machine, no doubt thriving happily on decades worth of lint build-up. "Shitshitshitshit," muttered Thais, looking around for something to extinguish the fire. Then she remembered: she was a Water-type trainer![break][break]

"Go, Gem!" The sailor practically hurled the Pokéball at the dryer. From the red flash came an elegant Staryu, landing just on top of the machine. "Use Water Gun!" barked Thais, but before she finished the sentence, the Staryu was already at work. Water shot out from its central gem, sucessfully dousing the flames. The dryer seemed to choke and whirred to a stop. Thais threw her arms around her Staryu and gave it a bear hug. "Bless ya, Gem."[break][break]

On the ground, Krabby clicked its claws dejectedly.
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POSTED ON Jan 23, 2021 16:36:15 GMT

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Thankfully, someone else had come in to help him get the tires popped out and changed. While he felt that his hair was wilting, maybe the heat was starting to get to him.

Oh fuck, the heat. He’d better get out of there fast.

Quickly rolling out, he noticed that the headlights were… well, shit.

“Really?” he grumbled, before popping the hood of the car open. The stench of car oil and wires dangerously close to frying greeted his nostrils. “Yikes,” he added a few moments later.

Seeing that the battery was looking rather… dire, he then went to where the other man had brought the tool box and fished out the cables before looking—what? There was nowhere he could plug the battery in, unless…

“Huh, is that why there’s an Electrike here…” he muttered, quickly slipping on a pair of rubber gloves before clipping the opposite end on the pronged parts of the Electric-type.

“Well then.”

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THE HANDYMAN HUSTLE [group mission, open]

POSTED ON Jan 24, 2021 5:05:01 GMT

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"Oh hey! Flynn!"

[break][break] The sudden greeting breaks the silence of the otherwise completely not homoerotic laundryroom, and Flynn pulls away from the other to see the familiar face of Thais Flores to greet him. Flynn blinks, and then the surprise clears away to his normal, irritated glare. It stands in great contrast to the easygoing, cheerful demeanor of the tanned woman as she steps into the already tight laundry room, and fixes the dryer.

[break][break] Well perhaps it should be "fixes."

[break][break] In a matter of minutes, Thais has somehow managed to both cause the machine to break, catch on fire, and cause the entire room to be a terrible, sopping mess. Not only is the Dryer definitely broken now, but they now have two loads of laundry to deal with. Flynn presses a palm against his face, letting out a groan, and then drags it down his face. His sigh is aggravated.

[break][break] Reaching for the biggest laundry basket he can find, Flynn pulls all the wet clothes into the basket that he can possible handle, which is nearly both loads, and then steps out of the laundry room. Despite the fact that it is mid-January, the day is still sunny — maybe they can dry the clothes with natural sunlight.

[break][break] "Pick up the rest and then follow me," he grumbles, before exiting.

[break][break] Heading down the staircase and pushing through the backdoor into the courtyard once again, Flynn releases his Scizor. The bug pokemon's filament wings catch the sunlight as Flynn sets the basket down and begins to set up a clothing line. Once he has all the damp clothes on the clothing line, he turns to the bug pokemon. "Use Sunny Day to make 'em dry quicker," he says.

[break][break] The bug pokemon splits her form into several copies with Double Team before raising it's pincers to the sky and drawing out the sun's rays with Sunny Day. With any luck, the laundry will be dry in a matter of minutes -- and no need for a dryer.

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DRYER FIRE 2/2

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POSTED ON Jan 25, 2021 19:58:19 GMT

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"You wouldn't understand." Said the youth, looking off into the distance, a man forever changed by the horrifying events of the Great Dust Wars.

Then he unceremoniously dumped the gas mask on a nearby surface, yawning.

"Y'all had better left some of the good pie!" He called out towards the other end of the home as he walked through, arriving at the kitchen to a horrifying, demoralizing sight.

No good pie left. Only Death Pie.

"Dear gods." He said low under his breath, quaking with Dust Wars PTSD. He turned tail and ran away, sprinting away from certain death and towards the-

Holy crud were those Snoms snuggling for warmth at the Couch?

He took note of everything in the living room in an instant.

Performing a ninja-like parkour maneuver off the nearest wall, the young man grasped a blanket as he flew across the air before he tucked and rolled across the floor, landing on a perfect kneeling position by the couch before throwing the blanket in the air with a sweep of his arms.

It spread open wide like a flag before slowly beginning to descend upon the pokemon on the couch- by the time it finally touched the first of them, the young man's phone had materialized in his palm.

Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click. Click.

Photo after photo...

It was all mostly the Snoms, though.

As he stared at the pictures with a smile, the young man held the cellphone against his chest and closed his eyes.

"... I really hope nobody saw that."

It had been so long since he had seen Glasgow, his Performance Energy was leaking out.

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THE HANDYMAN HUSTLE [group mission, open]

POSTED ON Jan 25, 2021 22:57:09 GMT

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With the tire situation taken care off, the scarred man went ahead and tackled the next request. Warm gaze stared at the pile of gifts, feeling as though this wasn’t the best job for him. But regardless, it needed to be done. Taking a inner deep breath, the man picked up the first item. He examined it, trying to figure out what it was. It kind of looked like a decor thing. Or maybe, it was for something else. After spending a a few minutes gawking at it, the man shrugged his shoulders and moved back into the house.

He wondered the house looking for a place to put this thing. He wasn’t even sure what it was. But after wondering the house for a good ten minutes, he finally placed it in the center of the dinning room table and called it good. She could always move it later if it wasn’t a good spot for it. At least, it wasn’t in the garage anymore. With on last look at his work, he shrugged his shoulders again and headed to the garage to see if he could randomly placed something else somewhere.

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Michi

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Petalburg City, Hoenn

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Civilian

her husband, mickey

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POSTED ON Jan 26, 2021 7:12:00 GMT

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"Eeeeh!" Michi exclaimed in dismay, seeing the disco ball Theo had sent her in the 70's sitting in the middle of the dining room table. "A centerpiece?!" What a shock. But she didn't have time to shuffle little things around-- she had to get the bedding set up in the guest room.

She hurried upstairs, stepping on a squeaky dog toy in the process. Uncharacteristically, the little woman cursed and kicked it away, sending it bouncing. It squeaked with every step.

She'd just made it upstairs, calling another generic response to her shouting mother, when she smelled smoke. Michi froze. I forgot to tell them to not use the dryer, she realized-- it had been broken since the previous summer and she was so used to hanging clothes outside that she'd completely forgotten. "Oh no..." Well, it couldn't be helped now!

Dreading what might be happening in the laundry room, Michi chose to throw open an upstairs window instead to air out some of the smell. With relief, she saw kris flynn-edwards outside with the bedding, cleverly using his Pokemon to dry it in record time. Michi waved at him and called "Thank you so much!" from the window.

She ducked reflexively as there was a burst of feathers and Negisa the Farfetch'd flapped past her out the open window. "Oh good!" she cried, glad the duck was out of her hair, before the waterfowl made a U-turn and flew right back inside. The duck gusted over the top of Michi's head, disappearing back into the house. "Nooooooo!"

She retreated back downstairs, hoping someone would go read or tell her mother a story to stop her distant stream of complaints, Michi passed by the living room again. She was grateful to see someone had put a blanket on her sleepy Pokemon-- they looked very comfortable, though there was a big footprint on the wall for some reason.

Squeeeeeeak. And Thor was here. The Electrike bit down on the brightly-colored chew toy, wagging his crooked tail. Michi narrowed her eyes at him.

The <LAUNDRY ROOM> and <GARAGE> Tasks Are Complete!

THREE TASKS REMAIN.

GRANDMA must be put to sleep.
~~The GIFTS must be placed.~~
~~FARFETCH'D must be caught.~~

HOUSE MAP - 1ST FLOOR
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THE HANDYMAN HUSTLE [group mission, open]

POSTED ON Jan 26, 2021 17:49:45 GMT

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When she sets the Riolu down, several more people have already arrived with the rest of the Pokemon in tow. It seemed that everything was moving very efficiently despite the sheer amount of hands on deck. Overwhelmed for a moment, Avery waits until the room is empty before stepping back into the livingroom- careful to sidestep people coming in and out.[break][break]

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mav

he | him | his

27 (now 31)

october 21st

lavender town, kanto

heterosexual

freelancer

ex-gym leader

hello darkness

my old friend

a heart like a lion, burning like fire

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maverick noah ryder

THE HANDYMAN HUSTLE [group mission, open]

POSTED ON Jan 27, 2021 16:34:23 GMT

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The man moved back to the garage to find another random object from the pile. Warm crimson colored orbs flickered over the man items, unsure of which to take next. But after several minutes of debating, Maverick shrugged his shoulders and grabbed what looked like a fake house plant. He took a moment wondering why someone would want this as a gift. It was rather silly looking and looked like a waste of money. Wouldn’t a real plan be more beneficial? Then again, why would anyone want a plant indoors?

Either way, Maverick made his way back into the house. HIs gaze shifted over the living room, not seeing a good spot to place the fake plant. He would assumed it would look better if it was placed close to a window. That way, maybe it could be mistaken as a real one that needed sunlight. Is that how is works? Honestly, he had no idea. Shifting through the first floor, he spotted a room and entered. His gaze landed on the desk, a firm nod to himself that he think he found a spot for it.

The scarred man move towards the desk and placed it in the center before stepping back. He frowned, feeling as though it looked weird there. He moved it again, this time close to the computer but on the side. He took a step back. Explained his placement, shook his head no, and moved it again. This time, he moved it closer to the edge of the desk. Moving the plant to look better. After a few minutes of adjusting, he took another step back to admire his work.

Perfect.

for michiko maeda at petalburg. Gift Placement. done with my five replies!

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Ven

Lars

he / him / his

thirty-three

july 26

alto mare, johto

don’t know, don’t care

ranger & courier

ex-head ranger

tonight

is gonna be the loneliest

6’2 hair down, 6’4 hair up height

nessuno vince.

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Laurence Anderson

THE HANDYMAN HUSTLE [group mission, open]

POSTED ON Jan 27, 2021 17:52:49 GMT

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Mercifully, the battery was charged after that rather… unorthodox method of jumpstarting said ‘dead’ battery in the car. Now that it was… somewhat(?) operational, Lars them proceeded to unhook the cables and closed the car hood, before looking for the keys and backing the danged car into the garage.

Thankfully, there was nobody else inside, so in the car went without bowling someone over (thank fuck). Once the car was parked inside, out of the car he went, replacing the keys back where he’d found them and realizing that there was a pile of… presents near an abandoned work table.

And that… there was some odd smattering of light coming from somewhere—what the hell?

Picking up a box as he went (while carefully shredding the wrapping paper apart) he found the source of the odd ‘smattering’ of light to be a…

A disco ball.

In the middle of the dining room table.

“What, are we going to be dancing to Saturday Night Fever now?” he said to nobody in particular, wondering if this was even going to fly. The box he had with him had figurines… but…

The figurines were some of the ugliest he had ever seen. Hella yikes.

“Really?” he grumbled to himself. At least the ‘gnomes’ were clean, considering how long they were in the box. Spotting a bare shelf not too far from where he was headed, he began taking out ‘gnomes’ from the box, placing them on empty shelves so the place didn’t look…

So…

Bare.

Okay, now what?

doing gift placement [4 of 5; corrected the count!]

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milky

flynn

he/him

March 23

Mistralton City, Unova

pansexual

lilycove police

grunt

ALETHEA IVANOVA

DIVORCED

37 height

i am the shadow driving the hearse

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kris flynn-edwards

THE HANDYMAN HUSTLE [group mission, open]

POSTED ON Jan 27, 2021 19:01:16 GMT

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Warmth shines in Flynn's face as the Sunny Day heats up the area, thankfully drying the clothes at a record fast pace. His Scizor flickers back into one solid image, and he returns her back to his pocket with a silent thank you. He glances up as a voice calls out from a nearby window, and he nods at michiko maeda as she thanks him for his efforts.

[break][break] Leaving nature to do the rest of the work, Flynn returns back into the house to find that there are still a few GIFT BOXES that need to be placed. With a grunt, he picks up one of the boxes off the floor and walks into the main area of the house, finding an empty end-table in the foyer where he's able to open the box. Surely enough, there are some cute ornaments in the boxes which are easily enough placed around various bookshelves in the house enough to look natural.

[break][break] What takes up the majority of the space in the box is ... however...

[break][break] "What the fuck."

[break][break] He unravels what looks to be a CUSTOM PRINTED INCINEROAR APRON, staring at it. What the hell is this. It is an offending sight, and Flynn doesn't want to look at it longer than he has to. Going into the kitchen, he places the apron on one of the hooks, with the rest of michiko maeda 's aprons, but turns it around so no one has to look at it unless they have to.

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GIFT PLACEMENT 4/5

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thorn

orion

he/him

thirty

august 9th

lilycove

homosexual

ranger

elite

heat stroke

'cause baby i can burn you if you get too close to me

437 height

i'll wreck this if i have to; tell me, what good would that do?

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Orion Lykos

THE HANDYMAN HUSTLE [group mission, open]

POSTED ON Jan 29, 2021 5:19:55 GMT

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An indignant squawk alerts Orion to the presence of a Farfetch'd dashing through the house with a familiar daycare worker in tow. Luckily for avery jones, the boisterous bird is so focused on evading its pursuer that it slams right into Orion's thigh and falls back with a surprised, 'Fetch?'

"Hey, Avery!" Orion greets her with a warm smile; it's been a while since they've seen each other in person, but he always keeps in touch through e-mails and lets her know if he finds any cute Pokemon in his travels. "Need a hand?"

Before Farfetch'd can recover from its collision with the Ranger, he scoops the bird up and cradles it against his chest as it struggles to break free. It manages to strike him in the eye with a flailing leek, which feels not unlike being punched in the face. Expression scrunched in pain and displeasure, Orion adjusts his grip on the bird to gently pin down its wings and stop it from assaulting him further.

"You need — ow — to calm down, ma'am!" Though he scolds the Farfetch'd, he's smiling. "You were taking her outside, you said?" He gestures toward the back door with a nod. "Could you get the door for me? I'm afraid to let go."

Once they've escaped into the backyard, Orion navigates toward the koi pond at an awkward stagger, struggling to see over the petulant Farfetch'd whose crest-feathers obscured his vision. Eventually, he ends up with one foot in the water — at least now he knows they're in the right place.

"OK, relax, I'm putting you down now..."

TASK - DUCK HUNTER 2/2

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THE HANDYMAN HUSTLE [group mission, open]

POSTED ON Jan 29, 2021 8:17:17 GMT

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"Look out!"[break][break]

Avery's hands rise to her mouth to cover the gasp of horror as the Farfetch'd slams into someone's thigh. That gasp magnifies when she realizes just who that someone was. The colour washes from her face and is immediately refilled with the darkest blush one might have ever seen. It rises to her cheeks when he says her name, and all she can mutter in response is a squeak.[break][break]

But she manages to nod, somehow, and step forward. When she does, however, the Farfetch'd squirms, thumping Orion in the face with her leek. She winces, reaching forward as if to try and grab the Farfetch'd and separate her from the councilman. Of course, that falls short when he manages to pin the bird down and prevent it from lashing out again. [break][break]

And the man gives her instructions, encouraging her to open the door for him. Avery nods, slipping past him quickly to open the door to the backyard. She steps outside to hold it open from the outside and in the same breath, put distance or a barrier between herself and Orion. [break][break]

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Ven

Lars

he / him / his

thirty-three

july 26

alto mare, johto

don’t know, don’t care

ranger & courier

ex-head ranger

tonight

is gonna be the loneliest

6’2 hair down, 6’4 hair up height

nessuno vince.

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Laurence Anderson

THE HANDYMAN HUSTLE [group mission, open]

POSTED ON Jan 31, 2021 1:54:09 GMT

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Once he was done with the gnomes, he knew he’d dome something reasonably well.

Well, reasonable to him but who was counting?

Once the box had been emptied of gnomes (and the box properly disposed of) he looked around to see if there was anything else he could do. Thankfully, there was—however it involved the crazy old lady he’d seen in the living room, who had effortlessly beaten so many of the other house-cleaners with who knew what unholy combination of card games…

“Well,” he muttered to himself as he picked up the envelope that contained the papers he needed and went to where he remembered seeing some of the other people helping the old lady up the stairs and eventually found her—all alone and trying to call attention in some strange pidgin mash he could not understand.

“Okay… what?” was all he had time for before he was forcefully invited to sit down near the bed.

Wait—what?

After taking a few guesses at what she wanted, he sort of figured it out and…

“Me? Tell a story? Are you sure you want to hear about gigantic Tentacruel that almost flooded Slateport?”

There was a very vigorous nod.

Lars looked at the old lady with a mix of trepidation and barely-disguised shock.

“You know how gigantic creatures only exist in moves like Tyranitar? This one was much bigger than the biggest Tyranitar—and it’s a Tentacruel. Cracked up to eleven. It’s a terrifying sight, sent a lot of people fleeing the beachfront in fear. Would you want to be strangled by those tentacles?!”

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