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autumnrainrunaway ([personal profile] autumnrainrunaway) wrote in [community profile] bottlecaplogs2026-05-03 11:47 pm

Dolly's Totally Normal Cozy Creature Comforts May and June Catchall

Who: Dolly and YOU! :D

What: Catch-all and Maybe Quests

Where: The Clinic, The Bay, and more to be added as time marches on

When:Throughout May and June :3c

Warnings: Pokemon Typical Violences and more to be added as time zooms on by on it's motor bike.
telewarped: (Round and round)

[personal profile] telewarped 2026-05-10 06:26 am (UTC)(link)
Shoka's mood has fluctuated wildly over the course of her stay in the clinic. The malaise and fatigue is ever-present, but boredom, reminders of what she's done, and visits from her friends have had her spirits lifting one moment, then plummeting by the next.

She's on a downswing when Dolly arrives, trying to distract herself from thinking too much about the fog, Siffrin, and her own misplaced, murderous impulses by playing a bit of Tin Pin on her phone. It takes her a moment to recognize the voice, and once she does, she finds herself surprised. She and Dolly only just met... What's she doing here? She must be here to visit someone else, but it's a bold move to come to Shoka's cot too after what happened (not that Dolly would know the exact details).

"No rules saying you can't," Shoka answers curtly. "So do what you want."

It's impossible to see the state of a Mimikyu's injuries when they are a species that is always hiding, but there is evidence of Shoka's own in the form of the mismatched patches of fabric covering the many holes in her ragged disguise. That was apparently the work of a hurrying clinic staff, when Shoka had neither the energy or the will to fix it up herself.

She lowers her phone.

"Hey," she says, a little softer—an apology for her earlier harshness. And then her eyes spy something Pikachu-shaped. Despite herself, her ears perk up. "Uh... Whatcha got there?"
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[personal profile] telewarped 2026-05-30 06:35 pm (UTC)(link)
For a moment, Shoka blinks in surprise at Dolly, apparently taken aback by the generosity of that last offer... but her eyes can't seem to stay away from the in-progress Pikachu for long.

"Oh, wow," she breathes. "Well, it... looks pretty cute to me so far."

Pretty cute is an understatement. It's unfairly adorable, actually. Her Mimikyu instincts have her instantly laser-focused on the plush—its friendly shape, its kind eyes, its soft, safe colors. It takes great restraint for her not to reach out and touch it.

"You said Flowey gave you the yarn for it?" There's a little smile in her words—not surprised that Flowey would do such a thing, exactly (soullessness be damned, she knows that he can be almost sweet when he puts his mind to it), but definitely amused.
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[personal profile] firstrateduelist 2026-05-26 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
Kaiba hasn't been terribly receptive to visitors since waking up, but he's equally unable to leave with his current injuries (at least not without Anasui likely giving him grief or further injury about it). He's (un)kindly requested reading material and something to write with and on during his forced stay, in order to keep his mind busy, but nothing really does keep him...enriched, to put it simply.

It's to the point that he'd been considering a jailbreak by the time Dolly shows up, and it's only because she showed up at all that he has to let the idea go. Witnesses are hardly ideal.

If she approaches him though, he gives an annoyed snuff. He's seen her before, and most egregiously importantly, he remembers her gifts. She had given him things for the holiday season, however foolish that was. But he had found value in her tokens, so...

"Taking pity on the injured?"

...so he still reacts like a jerk, because he is one. Alas.
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[personal profile] firstrateduelist 2026-05-27 06:51 am (UTC)(link)
A game. Of course. They weren't friends, but she knew enough to realize where his interests lie. Well, almost, anyway.

"I'm sick of everything here," he admits testily, "but I don't care for sugary food."

Again, it's him being contrarian for the sake of it, and the reality is that perhaps, at some point, he would eat a singular cookie. But that's not half as important as the challenge, so he sits up a little straighter, with a slight wince.

"What game?"
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[personal profile] firstrateduelist 2026-05-31 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"Tch."

The sound seems displeased, but if he actually were, he'd have turned away from her on the spot. Instead, he glances at the cards with a half-lidded expression. She had given him a set for the holidays, and he'd gone over the rules by now. Still, he hadn't actually played anyone, so the opportunity is not terrible.

"The idea isn't so complex," he comments haughtily. "If that's what you want to do, it's a level above reading the same book over again. I guess I'll trust you to deal, not like I have much choice."

If his attitude hasn't chased her off yet, then what's a little more bound to do? But once they start playing, it'll probably shift into something less...irritating, and more in line with trash talk at best.