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cyan_maidSo this absolutely isn't a joke, right?
[Sitting cross-legged on her bed, her room's window cracked open to let in the early spring breeze, Jane holds up what looks to be an invitation. A sleepy Audino is snuggled up next to her, fur a little sticky from remnants of...whipped cream? Oh no.]
I've been invited to some fancy-schmancy promlike thingamajig...hosted by the Elite Four? The last prom I heard about was apparently on the moon, so this is much more believable, but given the date...this happens annually, yes? And it's real? Not some sort of awful prank on a girl who never got to go to a high school prom? [She blushes slightly, glancing away.] Because if that's the case, I haven't nearly made up for the hit my prankster's gambit is going to take-
[There's a sudden creak of an opening door, and Jane perks up at something off-camera.] Oh, hey! You made it through all the traps, huh? Very impressive, buster.
Sharp.. [A Bisharp moves into view, hesitantly joining Jane on her bed, leaving a considerable distance between them. She smiles, a bit awkwardly.]
Well, if you got in, I guess you got those treats left out for you...and realized I'd left the door unlocked. [The Bisharp makes a turning motion with his hands - he locked it behind himself, don't worry.] I-I really am glad you decided to come in. I...have been wondering if you'd like to join us here. I know I'm not your Jane, specifically, but...at the very least...would you consider it?
[At this point Dinah has perked up, blinking sleepily at her surroundings, and once she sees the weird Bisharp, she brightens considerably, scrambling off of Jane's bed. When she returns, it's with a Pokeball that is hastily shoved into Jane's hands. CATCH THE FRIEND, COME ON, DO IT]
Ah, Dinah - [As quick as a dart, the Bisharp reaches over and taps the button, the Pokeball's light enveloping him. Shake, shake...shake, shake...tum!] ...Um...well...I guess he was...ready, huh?
[Jane looks up at the 'gear and, remembering it's on, smiles a bit sheepishly before turning it off. It's time to get acquainted with a Pokemon that's already acquainted with two previous iterations of herself - as well as watch the entirety of Homestuck House fall prey to a series of whipped cream pie traps. If you want to be mad at her, at least come say hi to Dart the Bisharp!]
[Sitting cross-legged on her bed, her room's window cracked open to let in the early spring breeze, Jane holds up what looks to be an invitation. A sleepy Audino is snuggled up next to her, fur a little sticky from remnants of...whipped cream? Oh no.]
I've been invited to some fancy-schmancy promlike thingamajig...hosted by the Elite Four? The last prom I heard about was apparently on the moon, so this is much more believable, but given the date...this happens annually, yes? And it's real? Not some sort of awful prank on a girl who never got to go to a high school prom? [She blushes slightly, glancing away.] Because if that's the case, I haven't nearly made up for the hit my prankster's gambit is going to take-
[There's a sudden creak of an opening door, and Jane perks up at something off-camera.] Oh, hey! You made it through all the traps, huh? Very impressive, buster.
Sharp.. [A Bisharp moves into view, hesitantly joining Jane on her bed, leaving a considerable distance between them. She smiles, a bit awkwardly.]
Well, if you got in, I guess you got those treats left out for you...and realized I'd left the door unlocked. [The Bisharp makes a turning motion with his hands - he locked it behind himself, don't worry.] I-I really am glad you decided to come in. I...have been wondering if you'd like to join us here. I know I'm not your Jane, specifically, but...at the very least...would you consider it?
[At this point Dinah has perked up, blinking sleepily at her surroundings, and once she sees the weird Bisharp, she brightens considerably, scrambling off of Jane's bed. When she returns, it's with a Pokeball that is hastily shoved into Jane's hands. CATCH THE FRIEND, COME ON, DO IT]
Ah, Dinah - [As quick as a dart, the Bisharp reaches over and taps the button, the Pokeball's light enveloping him. Shake, shake...shake, shake...tum!] ...Um...well...I guess he was...ready, huh?
[Jane looks up at the 'gear and, remembering it's on, smiles a bit sheepishly before turning it off. It's time to get acquainted with a Pokemon that's already acquainted with two previous iterations of herself - as well as watch the entirety of Homestuck House fall prey to a series of whipped cream pie traps. If you want to be mad at her, at least come say hi to Dart the Bisharp!]
