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thedifferencebetween[The screen flips on and at first all that can be seen is the up close face of a chuckling Trubbish. But the view slowly pans as the 'gear is turned, showing a...well, campsite. Of sorts. One of the tents is ridiculously elaborate and big. There are lounge chairs in front of it. And a fancy portable stove. It shouldn't be too surprising when the screen lands on Handsome Jack, standing at the edge of the campsite, his hands cupped around his mouth.]
D.B! GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE! DOOM BONER! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!?!
[It's not terribly interesting, as far as unknown Pokemon recordings go, and certainly not anything that explains why the Trubbish was chuckling darkly at the start of the feed.]
[Until...what's that sound? That thunderous, advancing sound, like a giant wild Pokemon crashing through the woods at high speed. What the hell did Jack piss off with his yelling? Whatever it is, he clearly hears it, because his hands fall away and he takes a step back from the treeline.]
Okay...gonna assume that thing I hear ate you, so....
[A moment later it erupts from the trees. A massive shape of darkness, the only clear impression at first is size, something huge with teeth and horns and it's leaping....]
OH SHIT! HEY! SOMEBODY.... OH, NO NO NO NO NO NO DON'T YOU....
[And Jack is down. He's flat on his back underneath the alarming bulk of the fattest Houndoom that had has ever graced the Network. It's wobbling flesh bugles out around its bones, which are strained and stretched as it is with its girth. Its horns are uneven, one curving up and back as it ought and the other...sort of drooping over to the side like a floppy ear. It's eyes seem to move independently of one another. It's tongue is lolling out of its ever-open mouth, currently employed in licking Jack's face all over. The amount of drool and slobber is impressive.]
[Doom Boner is all grown up.]
D.B! GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE! DOOM BONER! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!?!
[It's not terribly interesting, as far as unknown Pokemon recordings go, and certainly not anything that explains why the Trubbish was chuckling darkly at the start of the feed.]
[Until...what's that sound? That thunderous, advancing sound, like a giant wild Pokemon crashing through the woods at high speed. What the hell did Jack piss off with his yelling? Whatever it is, he clearly hears it, because his hands fall away and he takes a step back from the treeline.]
Okay...gonna assume that thing I hear ate you, so....
[A moment later it erupts from the trees. A massive shape of darkness, the only clear impression at first is size, something huge with teeth and horns and it's leaping....]
OH SHIT! HEY! SOMEBODY.... OH, NO NO NO NO NO NO DON'T YOU....
[And Jack is down. He's flat on his back underneath the alarming bulk of the fattest Houndoom that had has ever graced the Network. It's wobbling flesh bugles out around its bones, which are strained and stretched as it is with its girth. Its horns are uneven, one curving up and back as it ought and the other...sort of drooping over to the side like a floppy ear. It's eyes seem to move independently of one another. It's tongue is lolling out of its ever-open mouth, currently employed in licking Jack's face all over. The amount of drool and slobber is impressive.]
[Doom Boner is all grown up.]
