save our snorunts event log

[indigo_league]

Who: Everyone!
When: January 2-26
Where: Practically everywhere. Maybe not the volcano on Cinnabar Island.
What: Save those Snorunts!
OOC Info: here!

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The hills are alive with the sound of… sneezing?

It’s almost a week into January, and trainers may have started to get nervous about the lack of Snorunts. Whether you’re excited to see them, or just want the metaphorical bomb to drop and be over with - the wait is finally done. Snorunts have started to make their way into town.

But instead of fortunes, what they have to give right now is coughs, bleary eyes, and sad little flops sideways into the snow. They’re not alone, either: every once in a while you’ll see an equally sick Glalie or Froslass. (Be careful - a sneezing Glalie is basically a wrecking ball waiting to happen, prone to launching itself backward! And if you’ve been struck by an odd spurt of bad luck, maybe you’ll be right in the way when it does…)

In cities across Johto and Kanto, and in field camps in between, Nurse Joys are scrambling to treat the miserable Ice Pokemon. But they’re direly in need of more helping hands. Will you pitch in?

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III | OTA

[swordarc]

1. Supply Run

[III was contemplating taking on the Pewter City gym, but that got sidetracked by the Snorunt situation. As such, he's volunteered to run supplies to the Cerulean City area, Kallinikos the Vulpix at his side.]

Thank goodness for the warps... [They're a little limited compared to the warping ability his crest used to provide him back home, but they still beat having to hike through Mt. Moon with these supplies!] Let's find where this field camp is, it's supposed to be somewhere outside town...

2. On a Mission

[But of course, III is also a Rocket. He's not going to send Team Rocket a sick Snorunt - that seems like asking for trouble from the Snorunts - but he is working on an in depth report about the illness to hand in later. He's generally pretty subtle about it, waiting until he's not in public to take notes, but on occasion he may take advantage of a quiet moment to sit down in the corner of a Pokemon Center to take a few quick notes.

Do you try to talk to him? Nose into his business? (The notes are vague enough that it's not obvious what their true purpose is.)]

1!

[loopsiedaisy]

[Unlike III, Loop has had to trek uphill, through the snow, both ways on foot to Cerulean. While dragging a sled the Nurse Joys loaned out. It's a good thing that it didn't start snowing again until this morning, and an extra good thing that they didn't have a Mt. Moon in the way, and got to drop off their load of supplies at a field camp halfway between cities. Otherwise they probably wouldn't have made it.]

[Instead of supplies, the sled now contains two Froslass and a Snorunt. Loop is doggedly pulling it up toward the city, honestly a bit too tired to immediately pay attention to their surroundings or process what III is saying. But the Pokemon are listening!]

[The two Froslass give III a baleful stare: they see your stash of supplies. Are you here to cram more disgusting medicine into them? Absolutely not. They're too wilted on the sled to actually move, though.]

[The Snorunt, meanwhile, seems to be doing better. While it's sneezing at a rate of at least twice a minute, it manages to have the energy to flop off the sled and trundle curiously in the direction of Kallinikos.]

[Loop, feeling the weight of the sled decrease, groans. They're starting to say,] Hey, no, we're nearly there, [- in a long-suffering tone (is this not the first time?) as they turn around. But then they see III, blink, and actually process him this time. Including the supplies! Same destination?]

[Speaking of Pokemon: Loop has an entire four with them, aside from the ones on the sled! A Shuppet and Metang are floating nearby, and a Buizel and Cyndaquil are perched on top of the Metang's flat head. The Cyndaquil is asleep; the Buizel is making concerned chirps in the Snorunt's direction. The otter nearly overbalances as he leans to stare after the Ice Pokemon - he has to get caught and re-stabilized by the Metang.]

[swordarc]

Hm?

[III's stopped, slowly absorbing that Loop seems to have a similar goal in mind to him. Maybe not the exact same, III's not trying to move sick Pokémon, but similar enough.]

You trying to help with all this, too? [Kallinikos watches the sick Froslass, keeping his distance out of wariness of the obviously sick Pokémon.]

[loopsiedaisy]

I guess so?

[Loop drops the sled traces, after making sure the sled won't go sliding off without them holding on. They fold and unfold their gloved fingers, trying to work feeling back into them.]

Do you... know where the field camp is? I just got told 'right outside Cerulean'...

[Kallinikos may be trying to keep his distance, but the Snorunt sure isn't respecting that. It's still coming closer - until Loop scoops it up to stick it back onto the sled. It waggles its legs furiously in the air in protest.]

[swordarc]

Yeah, I was heading there myself. You can follow me. [III adjusts his own load before indicating in the direction he was travelling. Meanwhile, Kallinikos continues to watch the Snorunt, not trusting it to stay put.]

What's your name, by the way? Mine's III. [Time for introductions!]

[loopsiedaisy]

[This never gets less awkward, huh...]

I don't have a name right now - I lost it in a death match with my doppelganger~ [Deflection! Joke!]

[Slightly more seriously, though still very deliberately upbeat,] ...but no, call me whatever you'd like, I won't mind. I'm just bad at names.

[Loop sticks the Snorunt back onto the sled, wedging it in between the two Froslass to keep it still. They both give Loop death glares, but Loop ignores it and picks up the sled rope again.] Lead the way!