So you want to be a Pokemon Master?

[championbound]

Who: ANYONE AND EVERYONE
Where: ANYWHERE AND EVERYWHERE
When: November 25 - 27
Summary: GET YOUR BUTTS IN HERE AND HAVE A GOOD TIME
Rating: BUT PLEASE PUT APPROPRIATE WARNINGS IF ANYTHING COMES UP
Log:

Everything's ordinary, and then, all of a sudden, it isn't. Oops~! Enjoy all the weird new Pokemon roaming about, and have a good time! Any and all are welcome to join in the glitch-ridden festivities!

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[lieutenantantichrist]

[Blake knows that voice. It's one he hasn't heard in years. He looks over, eyes wide.]

Ash?

[Ash and a friend. A big friend. Blake's eyes go up and up-]

Ow!

[The Rattata takes that chance to bite him. He drops it, and it lands on the ground, squeaking a whole damn lecture at him before running off into the grass. Blake rubs his hand.]

Goddammit, I better not have magic rabies now.

[Then he looks over at Ash again. Hell, even the robot thing feels like an old friend.]

Is that really you, Ash? Or some other guy who stole your tin can?

[captainash]

It's really me, I promise. Welcome back for Crazy Weekend.

[Ash slides off the foot and walks towards Blake, allowing the Rattata to pass him by as he goes. My, what a goul mouth on that little guy.]

Though the rat invasion did try to take my suit for a joyride earlier, so consider yourself lucky you're only risking rabies.

[lieutenantantichrist]

Ahh, that. It's all coming back to me.

[That explains a lot. He remembers those weekends. Never been there on the guest side, though. His smile looks a little melancholy.]

So I'm just here for a couple days, then. That's a good thing. I'm too damn old to go running around the countryside getting in fights with pigeons, and anyway I promised to bring some Chinese food home tonight. Can't be too late.

[He looks up at the robot and laughs, imagining it full of rodents.] Carjackers get ballsier every day.

[captainash]

Isn't bringing back the defeated pigeon along with the food an option, too? They're smart, friendly, and able to knock people out; they're the perfect souvenir.

[He's joking. Mostly.]

That they do. Hell, if it wasn't for their lack of opposable thumbs they might have succeeded, and I think I would have let them get away with it just to watch the results.

[lieutenantantichrist]

[Blake laughs.] I would, if you could kidnap them home. Bet he'd be thrilled.

[Even on boring old Earth, there's people who appreciate weird pigeons.]

A robot full of rats...not what I expected to see today, but hell, I'd watch.

[He looks over at Ash, a little sidelong.]

So...how long's it been on this end? Since I left. [He cracks a smile.] Monster Island getting along all right without me?

[captainash]

It hasn't been that long, only five months or so. McNulty misses you every day, and from what I've seen on the network so does Steve.

[his smile is softer during the status update, but a grin replaces it the moment it's over.]

You missed all the work and all the fun, though. We had to clean up all of Johto throughout June, and we got to put a punch of foreign punks in their place last month. Fun times.

[lieutenantantichrist]

[The mention of his old friends makes guilt cross Blake's face.] Are they doing all right? My sheep and my dog. My old buddies.

[He brightens up a little.] Hah, sounds like you got your work cut out for you. Bet ol' McNulty came in handy.

[captainash]

The ones I've seen are, though they were extremely upset at first. not that I can blame them.

[The ones he hasn't seen... Surely they're fine somewhere. He won't show doubt about it in front of Blake.]

Turns out that grafittis aren't nearly as fun when they lead to a good painful shock. Who knew?

[lieutenantantichrist]

Ah, hell. I didn't mean to leave them behind. I just woke up one day, and I was gone. Didn't even get to say goodbye.

[His were all stubborn bastards, though. They were tough enough to make it through anything.

But he cant help cracking a smile at that.]

Wish I coulda brought one of them home. That'd solve our tagging problem quick.

[captainash]

I figured that was the case. This place really doesn't care about our feelings, when it comes down to it.

[Or those of its Pokémon, which is even more alarming.]

You could have brought along a Smeargle to tag them. There's no better way to teach them a lesson.

[lieutenantantichrist]

It doesn't ask permission for anything it does, all right. The weirder part is when it turns out it did you some favors, here and there.

[He smiles faintly.] Back at home, I thought I just woke up one day feeling like a different man. Like I'd had a weird dream that lasted years.

[He laughs at Ash's idea.] Goddamn, I'd pay to have some monster to chase the little bastards around.