victory_road | WHO'S THAT POKEMON?

Yeah! I've been looking around since I got here. I was kinda worried it was maybe a one time thing.

But now I know she's here! So I'll find her.

_{[THAT'S A WHOLE LOT OF HEAD to be moving up and down, and she actually finds herself sliding around until she can grab the jutting horns with her two little cottonball paws.]}

A 'Gear? You wanna type?

_[Hmmmm...]

... You sure that's a good idea, big guy?

_{[Those are not. Delicate hands.]}

_{[OH HUH, he's got like. EYES.]

[Her own does not.]}

Well, they don't know that.

Maybe you need a sign.

_{[The voice continues to come from some unspecified 'up' direction, although if he listens carefully, he'll be able to hear the repetitive sproing of a tree branch being jumped on.]}

A "PAY ATTENTION TO ME" sign.

["Carefully" is not in Dandy's vocabulary, so he's still completely convinced he's talking to someone right next to him.]

Alright, lemme just whip one out with my dog hands-

[That's when he finally starts to look around and realize this voice is, in fact, disembodied.

Huh.

Dandy's eyes narrow as he tries to piece together what's going on here, and to no one's surprise, he's coming up empty. Something's not right here and he doesn't like it.]

This isn't how I imagined being admired from afar...

[He continues to spin around, looking for the source with his uncharacteristic deino eyes, only to stumble on his own stubby feet and roll onto his back with a startled yelp. It's its own small miracle because it's the only thing that finally gets him to look up.]

_{[The Voice From Beyond (tm) snorts-- and then the sproinginess stops just in time for him to look up and see a white blur come zipping downwards.]

[And then there's just a Scorbunny standing in front of him and flippantly tossing the cartoony tuft of fur between her ears.]}

Having been blessed with thumbs-- ... kind of, I might be able to help with that.

[Dandy makes a face as he starts to rock back and forth to try to get himself back on his feet. ...Keyword being try, he may not be a turtle, but this body shape is still unfortunate.

Man, and here he thought all these rabbit things disappeared with all the other weird...crying babies. At least she doesn't look like she's about to bawl anytime soon.]

Uh huh, and what exactly are you gettin' out of this?

[Maybe he's just used to people raining on his parade, but it seems really suspicious that a rabbit of all things would be interested in his weird petting mission. If he knows his cartoon rabbits, she's more likely to write a DEINO SEASON sign or something and he's gonna end up getting his ass kicked.

Ooohhh yeah, he's onto you, bunny.]

[Venkman watches Juno's slow descent into madness, glancing from him to the bikers. With a sigh that's entirely manufactured- no exhale of breath- he stands up and begins to collect his things.]

Look at that! You're scaring off the competition! What's wrong with you?

[Truly a hypocritical statement from this group of bikers, but they all seem to agree, grumbling to themselves. They begin to stand up.

Juno has the bad luck to stumble into a very backwards into the arms of one of the Roughnecks. He hasn't been playing this game, but he's certainly heard the commotion. He glares down at Juno.]

You causin' trouble for my crew, stranger?

[Venkman is just trying to sneak out unnoticed at this point, hoping that Juno will be too occupied to actually chase after him.]

He's the one Krieg's always yelling about smashing, right?

[With, you know, actual murderous intent. Which is sort of different from how the big guy usually talks around here.]

[Another nod -- but a little slower this time. Sorry, Heather. But yes, he wants to type.]

[Hmm.]

[He scowls. And then reaches out to grasp one of the branches she'd been hanging from. Snapping it off to make a pointer.]

[See? Now he has a typing stick!]

Nothing that can't wait.

[He says, immediately -- honestly. It really can wait. This, seeing his friend again, this might not. He pauses just long enough to dry his hands before stepping forward, gripping the other's shoulders.]

... Welcome back.

I promise! No eating friends! Or anyone else for that matter!

Besides, I think werewolves are less um... [Webby flips one of her ribbons] ribbon-y, so I'm not exactly sure if a werewolf is what I'm turning into.

[Which she seems pretty calm about despite the fact that she could be turning into anything right now.]

Okay, good. 'Cause I probably taste super gross.

_{[What with being a Nobody and all, but he's been trying to keep that under wraps while he figures out how it happened again.]}

If it helps, they sorta suit you. They're...

_{[He reaches to touch one, but he stops himself.]}

Can I?

"I.... I'm not sure. I never asked." He winced. "Sorry. I mean, I could tell you my dog's name back home, and this guy's name... but..."

"Heh. Maybe not, but it never hurts to be polite, you know? Here, catch."

She grins again, more nicely than before, and tosses the ball back in his direction - politely.

"I guess a bunch of people have been turning into Pokemon this weekend so I figured I'd give it a try. Kinda fun, but I think I like being me better."

Marceline, literally everyone you've met who's been turned into a pokemon has A.) had no choice, and B.) been unable to change back on their own power. This experiment you've just conducted has been flawed from the beginning.

"So where are you from? I haven't seen clothes that fancy in a while."

[When Envy had thought about this in his head, he'd mainly been picturing tripping up people. Maybe some Pokemon going a little faster than normal.]

[He had not pictured an Entire Rapidash bearing down on him at a gallop.]

[Getting out of the way would have been a good idea. But it's not one that he thought before the impact--all he'd thought to do is hunker in place and try to get a grip on the sidewalk. And, turns out, Kecleon feet are very very good for grabbing and holding on!]

[But really only good enough to make him a solid obstacle at the moment of impact. Not good enough to keep the hooves from hurting. Or to keep him in place after--tumbling he goes.]

[Ow.]

[Except also out loud.]

OW. What the fffuck...

[Says the floating zig zag and the spreading green scales as the camouflage begins to fade.]

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[Whatever she expected to happen, the reality is that the inside of a lizard mouth is going to seem to materialize from nowhere as a long pink tongue shoots out like a party favor.]

Agchk!

_{[If the red stripe floating around was kind of weird looking, a PINK CHASM appearing out of nowhere is downright startling.]

[The bunny actually lets go of him with a yelp, but it's barely left her own mouth before she's starting to laugh about it.]}

Hahaha SHIT!

[Luckily enough, the tongue does retract on its own, instead of leaving him looking like an unfortunate Lickitung.]

Hey! Hey don't laugh at me!

[Now he's the one moving to Grab (tm)]

_{[Oho, good luck with that one, Envy-- the world knows exactly two things about this species and one of them is "FAST".]

[There's a positively cartoonish vrrrrrm sound as she basically disappears from her spot in a white blur, and then she's on the guard rail of the stairs.]}

It was FUNNY!

[Foiled. He knows there's no way he's gonna catch her, so instead he huffs theatrically and sits right down. His arms are crossed in front of him, even though she can't actually see him.]

Well.

I guess you don't get to see my eye ridges after all, then.

Whaaaat?

Aw, c'mon, man.

You're just gonna stay invisible?

I promise I wouldn't laugh at those.

_{[Unless they also managed to be funny.]}

[Envy's been a Kecleon the whole weekend already, and he thinks he's finally gotten the hang of moving around and managing the camouflage.]

[He's also realized that sitting in the sunlight on the sidewalk feels GREAT.]

[Which puts him in just the right place to hear a very familiar sounding wail coming out of that Pokemon that's running right at him...only one way to find out if he's right!]

Hey! Over here!

[He starts to become visible, but it's still a sort of slow process.]

[That's a familiar voice, at least. Lust scrambles awkwardly to a stop, nearly tripping over her own paws and narrowly avoiding ending up face dirt in the ground. Barely.]

Envy?

[Thankfully she can still speak normally. How, she has no idea, but she's learned not to question these things anymore.]

[She blinks, looking for her brother....oh! There, she can see him now. Sort of. How fitting.]

[He's a chameleon creature.]

[Thida gives him a little determined nod and a smile.]

Yeah! You can do it! If I'm me...then, anybody can find their moms!

He catches the ball with a fast movement, though he barely registers it himself, aside from nice job being a general feeling he indulges in.

"People have been able to freely shift form?" He had sort of encountered the people stuck as pokemon event, but he also dismissed it as mattering since he was not, personally, a pokemon, and no one he knew was running around needing him to make sure they're okay while they're stuck as a pokemon.

What a life.

He answers while gracefully folding his fan, studying Marceline and trying to place her in any context he recognises. It's not working, but then again, he's in a world populated by pokemon. Right now he's impressed they're not challenging each other to battle.

"Cang Qiong Mountain Sect's Qing Jing Peak." He expects this means nothing. He doesn't bother clarifying, kind of curious what she will or won't ask about and after. "I'm called Shen Qingqiu." And he's the peak master, but if he expects none of it to be recognised, then why talk about it like it matters? What nonsense! (For now.) "What of yourself?"

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