Oran Berry Sleepover 2.0

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Who: Oran Berries and honestly anyone else who wants to sneak in. No rules, just right.
What: It's time to force everyone into the same room again for the traditional human bonding ritual.
Where: The Spire
When: Early June
Warnings: Possible coma mentions, will add more if things come up.



"It might be time for another sleepover."

[It's hard for an Oran Berry member to say no to Mom Mightyena, so you can bet A.B.A has taken this suggestion to heart. At least this time around, most people are aware of her intentions, and she was smart enough to mention her plans ahead of time.

She is, however, still recovering. Despite her dislike for admitting weakness, she's reached out to her fellow guildmates in hopes to find help in herding everyone together for her. Possibly even you! Let's cure loneliness together and make sure no one sleeps by themselves tonight!]

[ooc: This is a mingle style log! Feel free to make a top level and tag around! Although this is happening in The Spire, I honestly don't care if Pokémon from other guilds have heard the news and wanna sneak in on this. Everyone deserves to experience the joy that is being crammed into the same room as a bunch of other people.]

Comments

Okay, my turn to be super late

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[His accusation catches her off guard. Mightyena? What...does Mightyena have to do with anything? A.B.A's eyes shift back and forth as she tries to formulate the best way to respond. On one hand, she kind of likes that he's asking her something about the guild leader. That means he believes Mightyena would trust her with her opinions. ...On the other, she doesn't really want to speak for Mightyena, especially if she ends up wrong.

And she hates being wrong.]

It's...possible, but that isn't for me to say.

["I have no idea."]

I'm simply coordinating the normal social activity known commonly as a sleepover. Many of the Oran Berries find it enjoyable. I'm asking you to join us, or face punishment.

[She pauses.]

Please.

Takes your hand, we can be late......... TOGETHER

[indifferentinferno]

[For all her previous brashness, she seems awfully thrown by his question. His eyes narrow more. If her job was to intimidate, sober, or inspire some sense of compliance within him, she was quickly failing.

He blinks, his confusion almost entirely eclipsing his irritation at this point. So... he wasn't in any kind of trouble? Why the intimidation then...?]

You... What.

[Never mind that last part as well. His tone is entirely flat with utter bewildered disbelief. He'd been invited to social gatherings at Rhodes Island. Most of which he refused. And those people often stopped asking. But the invitations were rare. He didn't exactly give off the impression of a person who wanted to participate in those kinds of things.

... then again. With the abysmal lack of finesse she'd handled things already, maybe it wasn't so surprising she'd made the mistake of asking him.]

This is... mandatory? [He was trying to still be mildly hostile- but his brain was putting in quite the effort to process what exactly he was being told.] What kind of punishment? [What would she do? Pin him down and tickle him? He was having a hard time imagining any other kind of consequences given the gravity of the situation.] And what if I don't find it enjoyable?

[How did he end up in a guild filled with people whose first priority was holding hands (metaphorically under these circumstances) and making daisy chains rather then actual survival?????? Mighteyna was a fighter????? Wasn't she?????]

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[It's true, a punishment should be proportionate to the crime. Simply ignoring a sleepover, especially one that isn't technically official, shouldn't really have a punishment at all—]

The punishment is...execution!

[Oh, okay, well...so much for not threatening murder.

A.B.A doesn't act as if the very idea is absolutely absurd, almost like she threatens execution on the regular. Join the friendly bonding activity or die, the choice is his.]

[indifferentinferno]

[There is an all consuming silence between the two of them as Flamebringer just. Stares at her. Mouth slightly open. Expression screaming "I am being pranked right now. This is a prank right?!"

He looks her up and down, looking for any kind of sign of a lie. But she seems entirely serious- Although not all that hostile- Like she expects him to just go along with it- What?!

It wasn't like he was a stranger to death threats, but never under such absurd circumstances?!

Without even realizing it himself though... he had fallen into a ready stance- prepared for the worst already. Ridiculous or not- A threat was a threat-

He works his jaw for a few seconds, recovering the braincells he lost just hearing that.]

And.... Mightyena approves of this? [He says slowly, almost as if he was speaking to a toddler. Because if she did, he sure missed that part of the fine print. She was definitely more bloodthirsty than he thought.

Somehow, he doesn't just cave to her demands and agree to go to the sleepover- in fact that doesn't even seem to be an option he's actively considering yet.]

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[Much like a toddler, A.B.A completely misses the point and seems quite confident in her answer.]

Yes, Mightyena has always been a big supporter of this activity. It was her that proposed I organize this for the second time, the first was quite successful.

[Mightyena liked that her guild was getting along, not that A.B.A was threatening to kill people over it.]

[indifferentinferno]

Did anyone... get executed the first time? [Maybe its stupid to ask- but he was stalling while trying to grasp exactly what was going on.

Also this was the second time? Second time for the sleepover or second time for her running around threatening to kill people if they didn't do what she said...?

It had to be the first. Or both. Maybe both.

He's getting a headache.]

Okay, fine. So. If I go with you- [For a beast half her height, maybe he shouldn't still consider fighting an option.] Then what do I have to put up with to satisfy your. Sleepover.

[He knew how to be a people deterrent when he wanted to. Trying to physically fight her was still high on his list of possibilities to handle the situation- but if that didn't work, standing in a corner glaring at everyone was something he could manage...]