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[notvaljean]

[The communicator comes on with an audible zap. It’s obvious why a moment later, when a very cranky, very round face peers down into the screen. It’s Blitz the Electrode, terror to all who know him, looking exceptionally disgruntled, even for him. He makes some annoyed crackling sounds, and someone moans off screen.]

Go chase wild Pokemon if you need something to do, just stop making noise…

[Blitz rolls his eyes at the camera, then ducks down to pick up the communicator in his mouth. The image jars around a bit as the Electrode moves it, showing, amongst other things: a startled Torracat face; a pair of sneakers discarded under a bed; a backpack that has very clearly been dug through by some greedy Pokemon looking for treats. It finally settles on a bed, with its blankets all tossed and crumpled. The bed’s inhabitant isn’t visible, except for a shock of tangled, ashy blond hair, and one long, skinny arm sticking out from under the covers.]

[Blitz crackles again, and the blankets shift.]

I said go away!

[The blankets move, and Jean peers out from underneath them. His hair is standing up in all directions, his eyes are so puffy they’re almost swollen shut, and his nose is bright red and dripping.]

The hell do you…

[His voice trails off and his eyes widen, as much as they’re able, when he sees what Blitz has.]

Blitz, no! That better not be recording, I swear to…

[Jean reaches for the communicator, and Blitz makes a smug sound as he rolls backwards, out of reach.]

Jean?

[Another voice, this one equally weak and clogged up.]

Jean, what’s going on?

[Jean shoots a wild-eyed look over his shoulder, and Blitz helpfully hops up to show there’s another bed in the room, similarly inhabited by another teenager and a curled up Arcanine.]

Nothing! Nothing’s going on!

[Jean turns back to Blitz, and there’s pure murder on his face now.]

You give me that communicator, you fat ball of plastic, or I swear to the gods…


[OOC: Sharing is caring and Bertolt gave his plague cold to Jean, so answers could come from Jean or Bertolt or both! or even Blitz, if anyone wants to talk to him]

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[Video]

[agent3]

[Oh hey! Thida remembers you, Jean. You don't look so good, huh? Her gaze is rather thoughtful.]

Got a cold?

[Video]

[notvaljean]

I'm dying, Thida.

[It's not a cold, it's the worst thing to ever happen to him. A mere cold couldn't knock him down like this! This is something far worse, some kind of horrible Man Flu, and it's going to kill him. Give all his other Pokemon to Blitz, because it's not like you'll be able to get them away from him anyway.]

I have some kind of plague.

[It's a cold. Someone is just a giant baby.]

[Video]

[agent3]

Ooh. That's bad.

[I mean, there's...a measure of pity in her voice? But she doesn't seem to sound incredibly concerned.]

Gotta get th'orange juice 'n stuff. Where're you?

Action;

[schachmeister]

[Sharing is caring, but currently Armin is feeling like a pretty uncaring guy, so he'd rather not share in this, thank you very much. Thankfully, Dr Yaeger had told him some of the best ways of avoiding illnesses back during his childhood. Presumably he felt that Armin already saw enough of him from getting beaten up.

Still, that is a lot of noise, and he carefully cracks open the door to peek in.]

Jean? Is something the matter?

[Do they need more tea? Armin can at least provide tea.]

Action;

[notvaljean]

[Ah good, reinforcements have arrived.]

Blitz has my communicator!

[Jean tries to grab it from the Electrode, but Blitz bounces jollily backwards, out of reach.]

He's broadcasting on the network!

[Bad ball, worst Pokemon.]

Action;

[schachmeister]

[The cavalry is here!]

Ah, I see.


Good luck getting it back.

[What, did Jean expect Armin to wrestle Blitz for it? That communicator is his now.]

[radfield]

[ Chris has been seeing a lot of pokémon record their trainers on the network lately. It's a bit sweet, really, but he hopes his companions don't end up doing that to him one of these days. ]

I think your friend is worried about you, Jean.

[ Does he mean Blitz or Bertolt? Who knows. ]

You doin' all right?

[notvaljean]

he's not worried about me

[Well, maybe Bertolt is, but Blitz definitely is not. He's mad that they're staying inside and not training.]

this is killing me
it's some kind of Pokemon death plague

[radfield]

'Plague', huh? Well, telling me 'some kind' isn't gonna cut it.

I'm no doctor, but I do have about twenty years of experience in dealing with bioterrorism under my belt. So, I'd like to think I know a thing or two about diseases or viruses. :)

Action;

[bertall]

_{[Bertolt groans, pulling his blankets closer to himself as he turns over to peer at Jean from over the edge of them. Marcel only huffs when he moves, rolling over onto his back to make himself comfortable again - it's not a big bed and how it hasn't collapsed under the combined weight of Bertolt and a near-400 pound dog is a miracle.]}

...Do you have to raise your voice?

Action;

[notvaljean]

[They'll have to leave a good review of this place on PokeYelp. Excellent beds, weight-tested to 600+ pounds, able to withstand repeated Electrode zapping.]

Do you want to whole network to see you right now?

[Because, spoiler alert, they just did. Or at least Marcel. His giant floof is pretty distracting and maybe no one noticed Bertolt.]

If Blitz goes over towards you, try to catch him!

[Sure, Jean, like that's going to work. Blitz eyes Bertolt and then deliberately heads away from him, the communicator still firmly in his mouth.]

Action;

[bertall]

_{[And very soft blankets, too!]}

Mm... It doesn't matter, does it?

_{[Rubbing his face against the pillow, Bertolt gives Marcel's butt a little nudge with his foot.]}

If you really want it, make Marcel do it.

_{[He is not moving, okay.]}

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[dreamsofahero]

Are you all right...?

*because you sure look like death warmed over there, kiddo*

Video

[notvaljean]

It's Pokeplague, Sion.

[Which should be funny but is said with a tone of utmost seriousness, with a little pitiful whine as an added bonus.]

Has anyone ever died of this? I think I'm dying.

[Someone has a cold.]

Re: Video

[dreamsofahero]

*oh no don't give him ideas...*

Oh dear, it sounds serious indeed. Has it progressed far? When was the onset of symptoms?

*....too late, you've gone and activated troll mode, Jean!*

Video

[brokencode]

[Angel's concerned face peers onto the screen, studying the young man rather intensely. She glanced over to Bailey, then to her own supplies.]

Jean, it's Angel. Do you need me to have my Pokemon send you something? I am sorry to see you've fallen ill.

Video

[notvaljean]

[Oh good, another sympathetic person. Jean can't be too pathetic around Angel, though; she's been through enough shit that's probably a million times worse than whatever Jean has for him to play it up too much.]

Thanks, Angel. Do you know how to make apple bunnies?

[Because that is totally a skill someone would pick up in Pandora, excellent deductive reasoning there.]

[brokencode]

[Apple bunnies?]

Apple bunnies? I am afraid not, but perhaps I can try? [Translation: That sounds cute as hell and now she wants to make them for herself. Jean can come too though.]

video;

[greatrage]

You and all your gross snot better stay the hell away from me, Jean!

... But if you need someone to steal your communicator back, I can send Carey.

video;

[notvaljean]

Like I want to get close enough to you to get snot on you!

[A pause.]

What, really?

[Carey is the one Pokemon Blitz is legitimately afraid of. Well, not so much afraid as he just hates her, due to the whole 'immune to electricity' thing, and the 'likes to hug his face' thing.]

video;

[greatrage]

Good!!

[he grumbles a bit]

Don't look too much into it. Carey just likes to hang out with Blitz and I know how annoying it is to have your gear stolen. On a daily basis. [Zappy] So, do you want me to, or not?

[video]

[fuelthefire]

[Aw, shit son, Blitz is making his own home movies? What a talented spark ball!]

Looks like someone's having fun!

[That "someone" being Blitz. In case that weren't obvious.]

[video]

[notvaljean]

[Blitz is the world's hot new director. Or so he thinks.]

Yeah, he's having a great time.

[What Pokemon wouldn't? The center of attention, people chasing him, his trainer all upset and noisy. This is a good day to be Blitz.]

Can I borrow Murder Chicken? Blitz needs someone to come here and kick his ass.

[Video] LATE BUT I HAD TO

[foolishwren]

... Whoa.

_{[OKAY SHE'S NOT GOING TO LAUGH, HE LOOKS MISERABLE. But also really funny. Poor guy.]}

You're not lookin' so good there, bud.

[Video] NEVER TOO LATE

[notvaljean]

Heather!

[Oh, thank the gods, save poor Jean from his terrible doucheball.]

Tell Blitz to give me my communicator back!

[Maybe he'll listen to her?]