Impromptu Oran Sleepover

[quirkynote]

Who: Oran newbies
What: Having fun with communal dens
When: Sometime after Mightyena gathered them up
Where: The Spire, low tier dens
Warnings: Will add if anything comes up, but not anticipating anything

[As everyone knows by now, the Oran Berries depend heavily on communal living, sharing a bed is simply to be expected. For some, this experience was temporary. Mightyena was kind enough to lend the mysterious misplaced Pokémon a place to rest, but now some of them have moved on.

For others, this is now a part of life, and it's time to get used to it. The Oran Berries value treating everyone like friends and family, after all, so you're expected to do the same! Why not have some fun with it?

Whether you've noticed your fellow newcomers are all gathering in one den, or you suddenly find yourself dragged into the the party against your will, everyone is invited! Everyone's going through the same thing, belong to the same guild, you gotta stick together.....right?]

[[ooc: Feel free to use this as a mingle log! We have nine Oran Berries (I think???) and although the dens are said to hold up to eight, I think some members are small enough that we should be able to include everyone!]]

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A.B.A

[quirkynote]

A. The Gathering

[A.B.A is...restless. Although it's been some time since her arrival, she still finds that sleeping without her beloved husband to be unbearable. The transformation, the misplacement, even the drafty room she can handle no problem. But how is she ever expected to sleep without wrapping herself around a giant metal key? How...how did she ever do this before she met him? She tries to recall her old bed, the one that she slept in back in her days in Frasco, that ever lonely mansion...

She...did something, didn't she? To fend off her loneliness? Yes...it's coming back to her. She had a pile of dolls that kept her company, made the bed feel less empty...

Suddenly, it hits her. The Pokémon here...remind her so much of stuffed animals... With a jolt, her head shoots up as an idea strikes her. O-Oh, it's genius, how could she not think of it sooner?! Mightyena already expects them to sleep together anyway, all she has to do....

If you're a smaller Pokémon, you may find yourself suddenly plucked from your bed and carried off in the middle of the night. Whether by the scruff or carried in her entire maw like a coconut. Or, if you're not interested in having your character physically moved without permission, they may wake to the burning sensation of a pair of eyes on them, the face of a curious eagledog looking down at them as she tilts her head. It would appear that she expects something from them, but...what?

If you're a larger Pokémon, you may find A.B.A in the middle of the act whether checking dens for misplaced newbies, or already carrying off a smaller member like a little baby. She'll freeze, eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights. Her fur bristles, but it looks more like it's out of fear than aggression. Scold her? ...Join her?]

B. The Sleepening

[After successfully gathering as many Pokémon as she can, you may now find yourself sharing a bed with a very content chimera. However, she's a very large chimera, as big as a horse—maybe even larger—so there isn't much bed to share!

She's fluffy, though... And warm... If your character doesn't object, they may find that she simply plonks them on top of her back herself. Either way, if they try to slip away, no matter how sound asleep she may appear, they will suddenly hear a soft growl. Green claws block their way before being pulled back.

You are HAVING this sleepover.]

A

[telewarped]

[It looks like Shoka didn't even manage to make it into a bed when A.B.A finds her. She's passed out on the floor just inside one of the dens, sleeping mostly upright with the false head of her disguise hanging limply toward one side. It looks awfully uncomfortable, so A.B.A is doing her a favor by moving her, really... But when she's startled awake a few moments later to find herself being held like a squeaky toy in A.B.A's beak, Shoka is ungrateful.]

What—the hell are you—?!

[quirkynote]

[The fact that Shoka wasn't even in a bed by time she found her only furthers A.B.A's illusion that what she's doing isn't just for her personal gain, but rather being a helpful and responsible guild member. Perhaps the Pokémon here will even consider it a favor, it's pretty much just keeping things organized.

Even if those things are other Pokémon.]

You appear lost. I'm merely relocating you to your correct sleeping quarters, no need to thank me.

[How...is she talking with a mouth full of ghost rag? Who cares!

Needless to say, there's a bit more giddiness in her steps as she trots down the tunnels with her prized Mimikyu. Make no mistake, she is absolutely squealing internally. ...And soon externally. Hehe, she's sure to fall asleep with Shoka by her side, she can't believe her luck!]

B

[not_damned_yet]

[...You know what, Doc is used to sharing living quarters with people who are not as close with each other as he'd prefer.

Doc is not used to being in the middle of a veritable god damn pile of what seems to be every outworlder in the Oran Berries. At least when camping out with his fellows they had the courtesy to all pick a section of whatever bed they had and stick to it.

And when he tries to leave to go to a more private bed, the patchwork-looking pokémon- A.B.A.?- outright drags him back. Wonderful.

Well, it's a chance for socialization. That's something he will need to do. Especially given the fact this group is his guildmates- building trust early on never hurt anyone.]

...Have you tried moving another bed beside this one? I'm pretty sure someone's going to fall off the side at this point.

[Look, it's a valid concern.]

[quirkynote]

[....It is a valid concern, and A.B.A hates that she didn't think of it sooner. Linoone are so much larger than the other Pokémon she's been collecting, so it didn't even cross her mind how she'd make this work by time she added him to the pile. All she knew is that he's soft and that's what matters.

But she desperately wants to look like she's the one in control here. A.B.A's already pretty pleased that she's been able to get people to stay so far, but...will they continue to do so if she confesses she messed up? She can't risk that... She can't risk her authority...]

It was a simple test... Testing you ability to balance.

[Yeah, okay, sure.]

If you truly believe you aren't up to the task, I suppose I can allow you to move one bed.

[colorsflyinghigh]

[Ren is sleeping... somewhat fitfully. Okay, very fitfully. He's having a nightmare, though, from the outside, he mostly just looks a little restless. Sleep has been hard to come by, lately, and any that he gets, isn't very restful.

So, of course, the moment A.B.A touches him, he practically sticks to the ceiling, letting out a loud mewl as he's carried away. It takes him a moment to gain his bearings.]

Bwu-uh?! A.B.A-san? What are you-?

[[OOC: I hope it's okay to presume they learned each other's name at this point? After the Feral Kitten fight HAHA]]

[quirkynote]

[[ooc: totally okay! c:]]

[Ah, the kitten. A.B.A still has mixed feelings about him. On one hand, he attacked her mercilessly and she was pretty sure she was going to die that day. ....On the other, his attack inspired her to train and become stronger, to be the best Pokémon she can be...

Well, you know what they say-]

Keep your friends close and give your enemies a toaster...

[....No, that's not what anyone says at all, and how that even applies to this situation is anyone's guess.

Either way, he looks restless, and the way he clings to the ceiling only amplifies her desire to move him. He's obviously not sleeping well, which as far as she's concerned, is a great turn of events. How can he possibly say no!]

Your inability to sleep is more than obvious, relocation is necessary. You will be coming with me.

A

[truthdecided]

[When A.B.A. grabs Akechi, he startles, feathers fluffed up.]

What?!

[Sorry, A.B.A., but now he is thrashing, trying to break free.]|

What is the meaning of this?!

[He was sleeping just fine before, damn it! It's not like he was having a nightmare or anything.

Except his sleep hasn't exactly been restful of late, but at least having some semblance of space with Ren nearby helped a little. This is a violation of his personal bubble!]

[quirkynote]

[Hehe, the way he struggles kind of tickles. B-But besides that, it's clear he hasn't been sleeping very well, either. That seems to be a running theme here, it only strengthens her desire to gather everyone up.

She knows all to well what it's like to be scared.]

Fledglings belong in a nest with the others. You'll sleep much more comfortably in a group.

[Her words are slightly muffled considering her mouth is full of Rookidee, but she still is somewhat understandable.]

A

[conradachenleck]

[It's not like Conrad's been having an easy time getting to sleep. Lately it's been, well, a nightmare. So when he's awoken because he feels like he's being taken from his bed he's going to be more than a little irritated. And also confused, because what the heck?]

Wh-What!? Am I sleep walking??

[Wait, no, he's being carried. His little ridiculous pink feet are up in the air and he begins to kick at nothing in his attempt to find the ground again. Seriously, what is happening right now??]

[quirkynote]

[The fun thing about Jigglypuffs is that they are surprisingly squishy. A.B.A might be a bit too...jovial as she squeezes him in her beak, like a dog with a squeaky toy. Except instead of squeaks, all she gets is his shouting.

That seems to be a running theme here.]

Your presence is requested elsewhere, relocation was necessary.

[Ignore any and all muffled giggles that are soon to follow as she continues trotting on her merry way. Hehe, so squishy...]

A

[favorforafavor]

[Usually it doesn't take quite so long for him to fall asleep, but the nightmares of the past week have been, well, disruptive. Getting back into his usual groove hasn't been easy. Tonight wasn't too bad until suddenly Dark Heart is being jostled from his slumbers by the scruff of his neck.]

Bwh-- [He blinks blearily, glancing around. Finding that he's being air-lifted out of cozy town he starts thrashing in mid-air.] Y-- wh-- let goooo!

[Dark Heart doesn't yet realize that he knows who's moving him, just that he fucking hates it.]

[quirkynote]

[Oh goodness, why does this hit her nostalgia button? Look at him, wiggling around. Doesn't he know this is for his own good? Why must everyone struggle when all she does is help?]

There's no need for alarm, you're simply misplaced.

[But she...will make sure her grip on him is secure. Goodness, that is some thrashing.]

I'm simply correcting your mistake, you'll be back in bed soon enough.

Akechi

[truthdecided]

A. An Angry Prisoner

[Akechi is very disgruntled by this situation. He's been grabbed by a beast significantly larger than himself, placed into a pile, and it reminds him far too much of some of the overpopulated quarters at the children's homes he passed in and out of.

His eyes dart around. Several times, he considers fluttering away, but would he even make it far before his captor grabbed him with her mouth and placed him back?]

This is utterly ridiculous.

[He scoffs, feathers more than a little ruffled.]

It's not like we're children.

B. Jailbreak

[He waits until he's certain A.B.A. is asleep. Then, with a quiet voice, he whispers to anyone nearby.]

Now seems like an opportune moment to escape. Shall we?

B

[colorsflyinghigh]

[Ren, unlike Akechi, was pretty soundly asleep- right up until Akechi woke him up with his whispering and shuffling. Lazily, he swats with his claw, somewhat annoyed at the disruption, blinking blearily.]

'Kechi? [he mutters, once he realizes who it is.] Mrrffff go back to sleep.

[truthdecided]

Wouldn't you rather sleep somewhere less crowded?

[He keeps his voice low, but remains steadfast.]

We were captured against our wills.

Emmet

[outbounds]

[ For the record, Emmet ... looks like shit, bluntly put. Well. To a certain degree that's kind of how Hisuian Zoroark looks all the time anyway, pale and phantasmal and haggard, with disheveled, messy fur, always pluming away in a non-existent wind. Pinprick, wild eyes and a haunting golden gaze that can stare right through someone. A little blurry around the edges and assorted limbs at times, like your eyes just won't focus right, a wisping sense of motion present even while at rest. #JustGhostThings, you know. Spooky.

Point is, even beyond the normal spooky ghost things, he looks like a man (mon?) who has not really been getting any decent sleep for the past while. But he's fine! It's been fine. He's been powering through it during the day, and it really isn't that noticeable with his normal carriage. Still, if you ran into or met him in their first few days here he definitely looked more put together back then than he does now, a few weeks in. ]

a. sneepy

[ In any case, he can be found, a dozing messy pile of fluffy white and red fur and folded limbs carefully tucked away at the edges of whatever room he's sharing with Ingo (and others), like he's trying to give others as much space as he can. Why might become apparent in a bit, as whatever sleep he's getting certainly doesn't seem restful.

If all the excess fur is getting into your space... oops. Sorry. Listen, he thinks it's a little bit much too. Have you tried keeping this much fluff under control? It's not like he has a brush!

If he is disturbing you from your own (attempted) sleep by idk, accidentally kicking you in your sleep or something, then double oops and double sorry. Being one of the larger Pokemon currently occupying these rooms has some drawbacks, it seems... ]

b. already awake

i.
[ Sleep is not happening, apparently! So maybe you might come across him wandering through the tunnels of the guild housing late at night, seemingly without any particular destination in mind. (It's mostly to familiarize himself with the layout, so he can commit it to memory. A series of tunnels under the ground... it's not so different, really, from what he's used to.) He'll greet you as cheerfully as normal, anyway, but the edges of his smile might be a touch strained.

(But like. Would anyone even recognize that, though, when the expression on his current shape can read as distinctly more unsettling than on a human one. After all, for many creatures, baring their teeth is a threat display, not a greeting.) ]

ii.
[ Presumably he has been dragged to the Great Oran Berry Sleepoverening. Where sleeping apparently is still not happening. He is trying to keep all assorted limbs and fur to himself but his success with that, with so many of them crammed into one place, is definitely a little variable at this point. Sorry about the mane in your face.

Make eye contact? He'll just tilt his head, smile (just a touch wryly), and offer: ]

Having trouble too? This is very strange. Wonder why it's so many of us ...

c. ????

[ idk hit me with something of your own, or remix any of the above as appropriate! ]

b-i

[offtracks]

[Ingo always used to sleep like a rock. It's just another thing that's changed slightly; he's still a rather heavy sleeper in his own tent, but the combination of unfamiliar surroundings and the lack of his own Pokemon keeping the usual watch still has him waking up throughout the night here, on alert for the sounds of possible predators. Hard to say whether Emmet's departure was the thing that woke him or not - he didn't say anything then - but he's out and about now.]

Oh, here you are! I woke and saw that you had gone.

[Was he worried? Sort of? He isn't that sure he should have been. Emmet's a grown man, he hardly needs Ingo fussing over him. But...well, what if he was upset about something? Most of the something he might be upset about probably come down to Ingo.]

a

[telewarped]

[Shoka has finally managed to make herself comfortable, curled up with her tail-stick, but she isn't actually asleep yet—so when tendrils of Emmet's fur start to reach her way, creeping over her disguise like long, ghostly fingers, she definitely notices. Just when she bats away one, another unfurls out to take its place, like his whole mane is trying to go on a vacation to the other side of the den while he's dozing.

At the very least, she's gotten mostly used to the whole sleepover deal by this point, so she has the decency to keep her eventual complaint hushed and gentle (by her standards).]

Hey. You mind keeping your hairdo to yourself?

[She might have a couple strands of his mane held in her claws now, just to keep them off her—but at least she's not pulling on them.]

[offtracks]

i. mingle

[This Pokemon is one of the larger ones around, and he might look mildly terrifying? The expression on his long face is always rather forbidding, and his voice bounces off the stone tunnel walls when he speaks. Still, he seems perfectly at ease otherwise!]

Hello! You are one of the other new arrivals, yes? Have you made yourself comfortable?

[Ingo likes this base, just as he always enjoyed the labyrinth of Wayward Cave. He finds himself oddly at ease underground, a tendency that only seems to have gotten stronger after becoming a den-dwelling Pokemon species!]

ii. night watch

[When the time comes to bed down, Ingo looks around a little before settling himself down nearer to the exit. There's a little bit of a draft, but he'll handle it better than any of the smaller Pokemon. He's a fire-type, isn't he?

He curls into a compact ball, but doesn't go to sleep right away. His eyes almost seem to be glowing silver in the dark as he keeps an eye on the room. If he sees someone else awake, he'll do his best to murmur:]

Ah, are you having trouble sleeping?

iii. sleep

[Eventually, of course, he does sleep. Ingo tends to be a fairly heavy sleeper, once he gets there. Unfortunately, this means he is not waking himself up with his sleep talking! Tonight, there's nothing terribly coherent, just the occasional muffled mumble from the Ingo-Ball. It isn't as loud as his regular speaking voice...but it's still a little loud, sorry.]

night watch

[favorforafavor]

[Dark Heart has mostly played nice tonight, wanting to gain the trust of this so-called guild of his, but his reluctance for all this cuddling has been no secret. At some points in the night he's nearly skittish; he resents showing that soft underbelly, that transparent discomfort. Already his haughty, confident image is dissolving.

He's not eager to hear Ingo extend a metaphorical paw to him. Dark Heart squints through the darkness.]

Just taking my time.

[People often ask a guy like him how he sleeps at night but he's never struggled with it. Always at ease, prone to dozing. Here? It feels like all that's gone away, like he's never caught a wink in his life.]

You're up pretty late, too.

Shoka

[telewarped]

[By this point, Shoka should probably be used to the communal dens, but it isn't just being packed together with too many strangers into small, drafty rooms that's been difficult for her. Truthfully, she's still not entirely used to sleeping regularly at all and has been—for most of the past couple weeks—only sleeping when her body demands it by completely shutting down on her. Generally, she's slept wherever she's happened to drop, with no specific bed or den in mind.

At the start of the night, she's still restless, pressed uncomfortably into one corner of the den. At the very least, no one else seems to be asleep yet either, so she sees no reason not to complain aloud:]

Sleeping is dumb as hell, to be honest. You pretend to be dead for a few hours, hallucinate half the time, and then you wake up not even feeling well-rested? Seems like a design flaw to me.

[Eventually, however, she does managed to get settled in. It's a cold night, but the company is warm. Maybe she's just delirious from foregoing sleep for as long as she has, but in time she starts to think that she might not completely hate it. It might even be cozy, just a little.

(Yeah, right. She's definitely delirious.)]

Hmph. Y'know, if this were a halfway decent sleepover, we'd at least have some movies and popcorn.

[Leaned casually against the feather bed that is A.B.A, she muses aloud to anyone and everyone within earshot.]

... Well, somebody's gotta keep things interesting around here. Who's up for Truth or Dare? Or just spilling some tea on the rest of the guilds or whatever? At least one of you losers has gotta know something juicy.

settled in

[favorforafavor]

[Oh hell yeah. Now this is the company he wants. Dark Heart rolls onto his back, tipping his head to look down at Shoka.]

Now there's an idea! All good parties should have games. [Even though his eyes look so tired, there's a playful glint to them now. Maybe it's a trick of the light.] Why don't you go first, show me what it's all about?

[He's just a little guy who was totally born yesterday! He doesn't know anything about this!]

settled in

[offtracks]

[Well, Ingo's too old for sleepover games, maybe, but also he doesn't remember what any of the stuff she's talking about is!]

What is a movie?

Settled In

[conradachenleck]

[Conrad had been trying to sleep, more or less, but he peeks one large, shimmery eye open to see who's talking and he yawns before giving her an annoyed look. He's run into one Mimikyu already, though he notes how this one is different, being totally gray. He's a slightly smaller than average Jigglypuff, nothing really noteworthy about him, except he has a tuft of hair that's carefully gelled up so it's not all curly by default. And he appears pretty darn tired and a little droopy...]

... You want to gossip? What is this, high school?

[He's looking rather incredulous, over here. Who's the loser in this scenario, exactly?]