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Tenna October Catch-All

Who: Tenna, Archnemon, the people doing the TV Studio Quest, and YOU?!
What: Quests, general interactions
When: Throughout October
Where: Cheri Berries guild, Bottlecap Bay + surrounding areas, and wherever the wildcard takes us
Warnings: (Potential) Deltarune chapter 3 spoilers, Tenna's volatile emotions. Will add more as they come up.

1. Woodn't You know It (Closed to Archnemon)
Though he's already gathered wood earlier, Tenna isn't quite done! A combination of helping the city and his selfish little TV studio project, he enlisted the help of a curious little Pokemon who appears to have stolen his name. Hatenna?! He doesn't even wear a hat! That little misunderstanding aside, the company is welcome, at least. As long as she doesn't comment on him squirreling away some extra wood for his studio...

2. A TV-Tastic Studio! (Open)
Tenna's practically giddy when he gets the okay to build his studio, and he doesn't waste any time, immediately diving into the work... only to quickly realize he can't quite do this alone. He's used to having a whole crew at his disposal, so within a few hours, he's put up a quest asking for help. Over the course of the month, Pokemon come and go to help him out, and those that sign up are quick to realize he's running a tight ship! Despite his usually excited demeanor, he's very serious about what he wants and how things are built, which may come as a surprise to those who thought he was just a TV personality. This TV knows how to command a crew, that's for sure. Not to mention, any Pokemon unfortunate enough to linger may get pushed into working anyway...

"Hello! Are you here to help me build my new studio? WONDERFUL! Just follow me over here, please- I'll show you what to do!"

3. Ribombee's New favorite (Open)
To those living in the Cheri Berry guild, it has... rather quickly become apparent that Ribombee has come to consider Tenna one of his new favorites. He always has time for Tenna's (sometimes rather bizarre) requests, and while not all of them get the okay, many of them do. Within days of being recruited into the guild, Tenna's bedding has received an upgrade, and construction on a roof over his head has already started! Worst of all, Tenna himself seems to not even notice Ribombee's blatant favoritism. He has nothing but good things to say about the guildmaster whenever he's asked.

At least that means he's happy in the guild, and cheerfully greets his fellow Pokemon. If he notices them giving him the stink-eye... he's trying very, very hard not to show it.

4. Wildcard!
None of the prompts appealing to you? Hit me up on discord (cha0136) or on Tenna's OOC Inbox and we'll work something out!

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Tenna's not the only one getting a new roof for his hut. Agnes may have the excuse of being a Fire-type, but she's getting a really nice place for a newcomer. She hasn't been the most social of Cheri Berries, but at some point she makes a point of going to find Tenna.

"Adjusting well, I take it?"

Tenna looks up from where he's working on his bedding area. His roof is clearly coming along nicely, covering most of his sleeping place by now. When he spots Agnes, he breaks out in a smile.

"Why hello! Yes I am, thank you very much!" he says, turning around. "I don't believe we've met, so allow me to introduce myself," he bows with a flourish. "I am Mr. Ant Tenna, but you can just call me Tenna!"

He springs upright again, putting his appendage up to his face conspiratorically with a stage-whisper.

"But maybe you already knew that!"

"There've been rumors attached to your name. People say Ribombee likes you."

She puts it forward in the most neutral way possible.

"I'm Agnes, also new to the Canopy."

Tenna's antennae curl around each other happily, radiating joy.

"He does, doesn't he? Ribombee is such a gracious host, I'm so glad he's enjoying my company!"

Definitely not neutral. Is he ignoring the 'rumors' part...?

He blinks, then extends an appendage in greeting.

"Anyway- Agnes, was it? It's a pleasure meeting you." he smiles widely. "Phew, at least we're not in this strange situation alone! It almost feel like some sort of... adventure show! Oh, I have to write that down somewhere..."

What is a fox supposed to do with an offered hand? She nudges it with her nose, because she's not about to shake like a trained dog doing a trick.

"You seem to be making the most of things."

Oh... yeah, maybe that was a bad idea. It's just force of habit! At least she didn't seem to take offence. Tenna doesn't linger on his social faux-pas, moving on with the conversation.

"Well, that's the least I can do, isn't it?" he hums, patting his bed. "It's a new world with new opportunities!" With no crew, and (almost) nobody who knows him, and no knowledge of TV...

... it's fine! "No time to dawdle! I'm sure you know how it is."

Emporio doesn't have a lot of experience with TV. It's not that he's never seen one, or seen anything on one of course- the prison had a rec room, and it was one that the inmates could actually watch movies on at that. No, the problem was simply that he couldn't exactly decide for himself what was playing, or even get a half-decent view of the screen to do so.

So TV has never been something he's all that interested in.

That doesn't mean he's not interested in seeing someone make a studio for TV though. How is that even going to work?? There's no electricity in that sense here?? Yet here he is, accompanying who he thought was Siffrin (and apparently it...Is? Siffrin? Different Siffrin. Pearls have made things more confusing than he anticipated), all the way out to...

...Well, it looks like a miraculously empty (mostly) lot. Nice score, Tenna.

Upon hearing the volbeat's cheer, Emporio nods- his helmet hanging on his back like a bag. "Uh- Yes! That's what we're here for...It's nice to meet you?"

He pauses. That's right- he's not the boss of the whole world here, and not a star quite yet! (What a sad thought. He brushes it aside.) He turns to the two smaller pokemon with a grin.

"Sorry! I got so excited about your help that I completely forgot to introduce myself! How very rude of me!" He clears his throat, and strikes a... T-pose? "My name is Mr. Ant Tenna! But you can just call me Tenna. Now, what should I call you two?"

As far as she's concerned, her priority is taking on the quest to keep busy and to keep an eye on where resources come from, and go... certainly it's being gathered for a purpose here and she tends to dislike unnecessary labor, but that sort of thing is unavoidable in this world, so that she doesn't complain about.

What does raise a (metaphorical) eyebrow is that some of the wood they're gathering don't all seem to be going into the designated supply boxes. Why does he keep wandering off... she doesn't comment on it at first, but she can tell there's an energy about him...

"Was there something extra to this assignment that I missed?"

It's clearly an innocent question, mostly as she tries to gauge his intents by seeing how he responds (and what his emotions may imply).

Tenna freezes, like a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar. He turns to look at Hatenna, then again at the wood he's holding.

Then, he grins, and it's like nothing was ever wrong in the first place.

"No, not at all!" he says with a smile. "Why, you've been doing an excellent job so far! I've really been enjoying your help, dear Hatenna!"

The emotions in the air really are palpable. Something about it, that feels like that familiar static of a set... and then back to continued programming. It's fascinating, actually, and the curiosity of it for the moment supersedes her annoyance- she can't tell how much of the statement is a lie or not aside from the obvious.

"Well, of course. Being helpful is why I'm here, after all."

Very carefully. She can tell she would have to wait for him to let his guard down before trying again at that angle. Fluff an ego a bit, she can do that a bit too well.

"And you seem very enthusiastic for getting this all done, yourself."

"Of course," he continues, waddling along with the wood and loading it up into the supply box. He puts his appendages on his hips, proudly puffing out his chest. "Ribombee has been nothing but kind to me, so it only makes sense I repay his kindness back!"

Which is true! He's being genuine! It just... probably doesn't sound as much when he's been squirreling away wood for his own benefits...

"Right? One might say he's downright bee-nevolent."

Which may or may not be true, but that was terrible and she knows it. Still, it's in her hopes that by the way her companion has been speaking, that he might be further disarmed by it instead.

"Did anything strange happen before he approached you? He seems to have a knack for recruiting...~ unique individuals."

The pun definitely works, and Tenna lets out a hearty guffaw in reply. Bee-nevolent? Ribombee? He gets it! He seems a little more relaxed, wiping away a fake tear of laughter. Good one, Hatenna.

He's a little surprised by her next question, though. He tilts his head a little, questioning.

"Hm? Not that I know of- unless you want to count everything going on here." The strangeness does seem par for the course. "I, for one, am glad that someone was able to recognize my talents!"

He seems successfully disarmed, which is good. She's still wary of him, but pleased nonetheless that it gives her an opening. He's an oddity to navigate but... curious, all the same.

"Are your talents not usually recognized? Or... did you have something much more glamorous going on from where you were before?"

"Oh, did I ever!" he says, and he gains a nostalgic air about him. "I was a very beloved TV! I put on shows, did fun quizzes, and provided so much joy to the whole family! What would they have ever done without me?" He sags a little. "At least... that's how it used to be. The family, they..." didn't need him anymore. "And the others... I was..." Horrible to them. An awful, over-demanding boss. Nobody liked him anymore, if they ever did in the first place.

This has gotten very serious very suddenly. Tenna looks positively glooby.

As soon as he realizes, though, he paints his smile back on, and it's as if the serious mood was never there in the first place.

"But it's all good now! I was given hope, and Susie and Kris, they promised me they'd find me a new home- though I suppose that's moot, now that I'm here. Not that I'm complaining, I get to teach everyone here the joy of TV!"

Unfortunately for him, shifts in mood are rather what she's attuned to, whether she comments on it or not. And from what she could tell, this 'Tenna'... certainly swung through a variety of them. Just like someone turning a dial, right...

Still, she did not like the feeling that she could relate to that feeling too. Of knowing when she was "no longer needed", feeling her value decrease no matter how much she tried to cling to relevance. What a different life. Ugh, emotions were annoying-- she pushes away the thought much as he shifts the subject.

"Well, that is what's important after all of that, right?"

It's not her job to reassure, but it seems better to keep him steered around whatever might trigger an emotional pitfall. "You can reach all kinds of new audiences without waiting for someone else to do it for you."

"Right you are! Waiting! I've done far too much waiting already! Now it's time for this classic TV to find those who will appreciate him!"

... But he can't do that if he doesn't have a studio! And for a studio he needs materials! He almost forgot what they were here for!

"Well! I suppose we better get back to work! These logs aren't going to prepare themselves!"

"Good, that's the right attitude to have."

She can appreciate someone choosing to be more proactive than wallowing in their perceived fate. At the very least it means she's more able to assist than to be slowed down by fatigue.

Even if of course, the amount she's able to gather is a bit more limited than what he might bring around, it doesn't stop her from putting in the effort, anyway.

"Indeed! I'm glad you agree!"

So they both get back to work. Tenna's clearly putting in the effort to get as much as he can- and he takes note of Hatenna's efforts too, of course! Well, she is smaller than him, and lacks proper arms, so he can't exactly blame her for not getting as much as him. But she's still doing good!

... Of course, he continues putting some wood aside for his own use. He doesn't see anything wrong with it- he's a resident of the Bay as much as anyone else! If he puts in the effort on his own, it's fine, right? That's what Ribombee said, either way!

Hard not to notice his additional efforts. Really, he'll make her look like she's under achieving at that rate.

"Look at you, almost double the work. They're not offering you more of a prize you know..."

It's almost said is the light tone of a joke since it's not exactly a competition... right? Just her way of observing what he did there. With all the extra. Without exactly saying it. She can be subtle.

Tenna can't help but puff his chest out with pride. What a nice compliment! (At least, that's how he's taking it.)

"I can't make my dreams come true if I don't have the materials to build my new studio!" he says, pointing at the sky as if striking a victorious pose. What a weirdo. "If I just gather enough, TV Time will be coming straight from your house before you know it!"

That's about as clear a declaration of his plans as any.

"Oh? You probably would want to reach out to those two that run the grumpearls. Find out if any other networks can be created than that standard, annoying, psychic one."

Regularly scheduled broadcasts for entertainment, surely that wasn't a terrible idea.

How Kinger and Anasui ended up on a team together is a mystery. Kinger views Anasui as his nice new friend who encouraged him to keep working on his skills, so he is thrilled to be paired up as Tenna comes over.

"Kinger reporting for duty!" Kinger says cheerfully as Tenna approaches with their tasks.

It's simple, really. Anasui wanted to sign up to do this quest but needed to team up someone. And honestly, Anasui picked Kinger because he seemed chill enough to not get in the way. While not thrilled, Anasui is itching to get going, and he habitually claws the floor like an irate emu.

"Anasui, here," Anasui says simply, looking right down at the Volbeat. "What do you need done, Tenna?"

Tenna regards the duo with delight, clapping his appendages together.

"Kinger and Anasui! Lovely to have you, truly!" He ushers them along the lot, towards the crew of working pokemon. "But there's no time for chit-chat! TV-Time Studios(tm) isn't gonna build itself! Anasui, why don't you-" he points towards rows of heavy, carved trees that a medium sized, muscled pokemon is dragging towards the lot, "-go help Gurdurr over there with those? We need them to make a proper foundation. And you-" he turns to Kinger, "-follow me! We need to make sure the foundation is level, and you seem like the mushroom- er, pokemon for the job!"

"Right you are!" Kinger agrees, despite it being unclear how the tiny mushroom was going to level the foundation.

Kinger scuttles over to the foundation and sticks his left and right mushrooms out to the sides and sways back and forth, trying to be a living level and make sure it's not at an angle.

"I don't know if this is working!" Kinger says cheerfully.

"Hmph. Fine. Not like I particularly care what job I do," Anasui stretches out his long neck before he walks over to the Gurdurr. As a beautiful, graceful bird, he looks hilariously out of place next to the Fighting Type Pokemon but Anasui digs his heels in and focuses.

He's never lifted something so heavy but his eyes glow blue as he concentrates, as does one of the logs. It takes Anasui's entire focus but soon he's moving one of the logs all on his own.

That being said, hearing Kinger, Anasui sighs and puts down the trunk about halfway it's supposed to be and rolls his eyes.

"Kinger, you look like an idiot. Go grab a glass and make a straight line on it. Then, when you fill it with water, you can see if the ground is straight or not."

Tenna has already moved on, it seems. He's talking to some other Pokemon, and flitting about everywhere to make sure everything is going well- almost like a whirlwind! His antennae twitch, his wings vibrate-

-and he drops a glass of water next to Kinger. Seems he overheard, after all!

"Here you go!"

... And he's gone again.

"But how do I draw a line!?" Kinger shouts with an undue amount of anguish.

He notices a small length of rope nearby, not long enough to do anything useful for construction. Kinger unravels it into a thinner thread to work with, and rapidly ties a very secure knot in it with his tendrils, wrapping it around the glass in an even line. Kinger steps back, impressed at his own work.

"I wonder if I was a Boy Scout." Regardless, Kinger wanders around, using the glass to make sure things are level.

Since Tenna has the whole glass situation covered, Anasui is more than happy to get back to his own work. He slowly concentrates on lifting the log again and brings it to the right spot. Once the log is down, he turns back to Kinger, about to help the poor mushroom when he sees Kinger's handiwork.

"Huh... Not bad. That's surprisingly level." Anasui nods his approval before he turns back to the foundation. He frowns as he looks at it and does the math in his head. Then, without telling anyone, he uses his psychic powers to move the log Gurdurr placed a few centimeters forward, accommodating for the wood of the tree to make the foundation perfectly straight. Then, he'll go back to work if no one calls him out on it.

As Kinger wanders around with the glass, he sees some of the knot work that's already been done, and tries to offer some advice to some of the others who are working on setup.

"That's a good timber hitch, but you really need to add a clover hitch to really secure it into place. If someone's celebrating on stage you don't want them bringing the house down! Let me show you."

Kinger hops up and starts securing some of the looser knots a bit better.

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Tenna October Catch-All

Ribombee's New Favorites

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IT'S TV TIME! - ft. Siffrin

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Sorry for the delay! brain fog happened

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2. A TV-Tastic Studio! (with Anasui)

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i know i dmed about potentially handwaving this, but i realized you might want to hit 5 comments,

Tenna October Catch-All

Ribombee's New Favorites

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IT'S *TV* TIME! - ft. Siffrin

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Sorry for the delay! brain fog happened

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2. A TV-Tastic Studio! (with Anasui)

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i know i dmed about potentially handwaving this, but i realized you might want to hit 5 comments,

IT'S TV TIME! - ft. Siffrin