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gimmeeyeballs ([personal profile] gimmeeyeballs) wrote in [community profile] bottlecaplogs2026-04-07 12:38 pm

Catrina's Over the Top and Rancid April and May Catchall

Who: Catrina and Anyone Unfortunate Enough to be Around her...

What: Catrina getting into no good tomfoolery and chaos...Mightyena please ground this candle..

When: Throughout April and May....Oh Arceus..

Where: The Bay, PARTS UNKNOWN, and more to be added as the months go on...

Warnings: Catrina being a walking CW of sorts, potential peril, and more to be added as the months go on...
cedricthegreat: (But that won't last for long)

[personal profile] cedricthegreat 2026-04-08 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
Gathering, Cedric can do, and Spinarak clearly knew this or else he wouldn't be assigned to the task. With the number of Pokémon who are quick to collect items, he's almost certain this job would be without hassle, at most inconvenienced by the terrain.

But of course, he forgot about Catrina. At this point, he should have expected her to not leave him alone, yet here he is flinching violently over the sudden warbling of-

Hold on, is she actually singing... properly? And rather nicely, if he were to admit it to himself. The lyrics, though? Atrocious. Don't even have a proper rhythm, let alone the fact that she's clearly mocking him with those lines. Perhaps in defiance, he refuses to acknowledge them, in the vain hopes she may finally stop pestering him.

Instead he says, as a casual aside, "Where did you learn to sing like that?"
bugbeverage: (headhurty)

And They Were Roommates... (backdated slightly)

[personal profile] bugbeverage 2026-04-09 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
It's been interesting for his first day back in civilization. Mightyena was gracious and accepted him back into her fold as well as buying a few of his one-of-a-kind self portraits. Now he's bushed and he drags himself into the little room one foot after the other, upright as always. This world couldn't make him walk on four legs.

He angles himself for the nearest bed-shaped mass and flops face-forward into it. "Jeez louise..."
ba_boom: Credit goes to <user name="cookingwithpain"> (Neutral)

DIGGY DIGGY HOLE

[personal profile] ba_boom 2026-04-09 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
It's perhaps unsurprising that Impmon is already in the caves by the time Catrina arrives, and he seems to be munching something like popcorn- Are those a bunch of tiny still-rock-encrusted pieces of quartz crystals? They sure are. He's got a couple of little red gloves, but he's removed the glove from his right claw-hand to facilitate the consumption of cronchy rocks.

He barely even looks up at Catrina's approach.

"You the one I'm supposed to be diggin' with?"

He sounds more than a little skeptical as he looks her over. She's... a candle? A candle. Huh. Okay, he has no idea how digging is gonna work with a candle, but whatever. They'll make it work. He's honestly confident enough to do this himself, but he knows they like the buddy system around here, it's fine.

And he apparently isn't too polite, because he then crams another mouthful of crystals into his mouth. Chomp. Chomp. Chomp.
bugbeverage: (um)

[personal profile] bugbeverage 2026-04-10 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
Beetlejuice lifts his head from the humble nest. A single blade of straw is stuck to his muzzle. Who said that? He almost misses Catrina on his first pass of the room because of how she was situated in a big skull. She just looked like a regular candle. Candles and skulls went together. It was a thing.

But then he notices her little face and slowly tilts his head.

"You could say that."

bugbeverage: (BT)

[personal profile] bugbeverage 2026-04-11 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
Beetlejuice finally catches on that he's been given a nickname. Two feelings duel within him. The first is the urge to be familiar enough, desired enough, to receive the gift of a name. The other feeling is he fucking hates it.

"Hell." His answer isn't boastful, in fact it's a little weary sounding. He's so tired.
bugbeverage: (astartle)

[personal profile] bugbeverage 2026-04-11 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
Beetlejuice doesn't answer her first question because he can't think of anything funny to say. Her next question, though, he nods.

"Yeah...nearly drowned." Beetlejuice groans at the memory.

He swipes a paw under his nose, looks at his fur, and wipes it off against the rest of his coat. This causes him to start pawing at his sides, then his face, his ears. AUGH IT ITCHES. He starts grooming himself, chomping briars and sticks out of his fur with his sharp teeth. Normally he was proud of his personal seasoning, but he can tell he's gonna need a bath or he'll go insane.

"You show up then?" She's a candle. That probably fucking sucked. Wait. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaait. WAIT A FUCKING MINUTE. Did he just...empathize with someone? Sorry, Beetlejuice.exe has encountered a problem and needs to be shut down!