[Action/Text, Route 30 (at least I think I'm reading this map right]

[rememberthemaim]

[ For those who may be wandering this particular stretch of the road, Maine can be found walking at night or resting/sleeping beyond the treeline during the day. He prefers being nocturnal here. There's less idiots (like you) on the road when it's dark.

It's... probably safer to risk waking him up, as terrifying as the prospect of disturbing something that stands over six and a half feet tall, weighs over 100 kilograms, and is probably the closest that a bald human can be to a grizzly bear.

Besides, in the day, he lets his three Pokemon wander free. His Flabebe Ragweed has provided him with Dinner, a Bunnelby, and Rookie, an Espurr. They're morons, but they seem to like him - and they keep the other fleabags away from him while he sleeps. They're also his mini-morons, and Maine is fine with this. He doesn't call them morons aloud anymore.

You may recognize him as that terrible janitor in New Bark Town, who seen throwing out plates and should've been fired, or maybe you know him as that terrible clerk in Cherrygrove City, who was literally growling at people and should've been fired.

He gets along better with the fleabags, and Rookie is curled up on his leg, snoozing in the late afternoon sun as a newly-aroused Maine inspects the PokeGear. ]

where's the best city for jobs

[ He's been heading forward because... that's really all he knows what to do. March. But it's occurred to him that aimlessly wandering this dreamscape might not be a permanent ideal. ]

one; video in New Bark Town

[notvaljean]

Okay, seriously, this is just stupid.

[For someone who had never seen a camera or a video until a couple of hours ago, Jean has taken to both rather quickly. He always did enjoy fooling around with things and learning about them through experimentation, and while the angle of the camera is distinctly unflattering—somehow stretching his long face out even longer while simultaneously giving him six chins—the sheer indignation in his eyes comes across perfectly.]

Everyone else gets something cute, or useful, or sweet or whatever. And I get this.

[The camera swings around, jittering wildly out of control for a moment, and then focuses on a round, red and white ball with glaring eyes. The ball’s eyes narrow further when it realizes the camera is on it, and it lunges forward with a crackling sound. Jean yelps and jumps backwards, making the camera swing wildly for a moment.]

See! He’s crazy!

[The Voltorb crackles ominously but doesn’t try to come any closer, watching Jean from where it hovers.]

So how am I supposed to make friends with this thing? Because that’s what we’re supposed to do, right? Make friends with them?

[Jean sounds almost condescending about the idea of befriending the Pokemon. Anyone listening very closely might notice how his voice is trembling the tiniest bit, betraying all his uncertainty that he will vehemently deny if he gets called out on it. His hand stretches into view, pale with callouses across the palm, and he extends it towards the Voltorb.]

You want to be friends, asshole?

[The Voltorb lunges forward again, and the camera falls to the ground, pointing upwards towards the sky, capturing cheery blue and recording the sounds of electricity crackling and Jean shouting.]

Ow! OUCH! You dick, what was that for?!

Twelfth Transmutation | [video, backdated to 9/4] Don't be a Gary

[armoredsoul]

[Seems like Pokemon videos are in vogue lately--when the feed from Alphonse's Gear opens it's an oddly-colored Pawniard that's peering into the camera. She leans back, blinks, and looks up to someone off-screen before nodding and turning it around to show two young men scuffling several feet away on the ground.]

Get off of me already!

No! You had this coming and you know--OW!!

Fuck off, Elric, you're the one always whining about playing by the rules!

You're the one cheating, you asshole! You don't challenge people fresh off the road when your team is completely healed up!

The hell I can't!

[There's a soft sigh from off-camera, and the Pawniard turns the camera around again to make a confused face.]

Is...this normal? Trainer never acted like this before...um, Chimera said to ask if someone can come stop them, please?

[Suddenly Alphonse and Envy's shouting ratches up another few notches, and a large sigh can be heard before a Tyranitar starts stepping forward. A Luxray huffs out a snort and adds his own two cents.]

I don't think that's gonna be neccessary NOW.

You fucking--what, hey, what's--?!

Chimera! What are you doing, put us down!

video; action for anyone in the area of route 29

[shiro2hero]

[Open on a Gastly, bobbing up and down, making shushing motions. And then looking over to where its trainer is working with an Aron. Because clearly, Pokemon are more in charge of their trainers' Gear than the trainers, the Gastly somehow zooms in a little further, showing off the circles under said trainer's eyes. Someone hasn't been sleeping.]

[And then peeks into frame, looking disapproving.]

Give that here.

[Whoops, it's been spotted. Shiro's face takes over the screen, looking just as worn as he'd looked a minute ago, but more annoyed.]

This is the second time he's done this. Is that common, with these types--

[Before he finishes the question, though:]

[GASTLY used HYPNOSIS.]

[The poor, beleaguered young man goes down like a sack of bricks. Dropping the gear. And, judging from the indignant squeaks, has landed on his Aron while the Gastly looks on in mute embarrassment.]

[It's super effective! SHIRO fell asleep...]