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.]

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glorious. the many faces of emmet subwayboss.

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[ So this is what it feels like, to be on the other side of sharp teeth bared. He almost didn't expect for Emmet to take it as far as he does — nor did he prepare for the inevitable reaction that suddenly unfurls. If Emmet is snarling beast, bristling and ragged, then Bigby is a pitiable thing, wide-eyed and trembling. His ears fall back, the urge to run, to hide, immediately taking over any other thought he could have. As an instinct, it's completely foreign, a miserable feeling he can't even begin to comprehend. ]

Y-yeah, that was— [ Scary? He was scared? Was that what that was? ] —just right.

[ He can still feel his heart beating fast, even as he tries to push through. Ridiculous. ] So, are you a natural at that, or does it just come with the territory of being whatever you are now? [ Somehow he's forgetting it's not his turn to ask the questions. ]

what artists can stretch this man's face into while still smiling is something to be commended

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[ Imagine Emmet "I like winning more than anything else" "If a battle is not serious, it is not fun" Subwayboss taking a dare anything less than 100% seriously.

But, like flipping a switch, the baneful fox Pokemon settles back with a grin that's devoid of the promised threat it'd possessed mere moments ago— though it takes a moment or so longer to get the more ghostly portions of his fur to cooperate. He adjusts his paws again too, tucking them away within and beneath the fluffy collar and more or less going back to the harmless loaf shape he'd been in when the conversation started.

(Oh. He did not expect that strong a reaction. That wasn't just playing along, was it?) ]

The latter mostly. Probably. I am told that this variant of Zoroark is. Kind of like that. [ Told, seen in a memory, same thing. ] There are some appearances to keep up in the Battle Subway, yes. But nothing like that.

Not very professional, for one.

submas artists thank you for the gifts you keep on giving

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[ Meanwhile, Bigby is on the tail end of getting over whatever the hell that was about. The era of being big and being bad is so over.

Between his initial reaction and Emmet's sudden intensity, there's plenty for him to continue processing, but he's quickly finding any reason to immediately move on. Don't even mention it. He's fine. They're talking about Zoroarks. Appearances. Sure, yeah. All good. At least with Emmet resuming the friendly loaf position, there's less of a reason for his fur to stand on end. He brushes one of his ears back as an added distraction, following along until— ]

You battle on the subway.

As a job.

[ As if there was any doubt left that Emmet is from Poké-NYC. ]

... Wait, wait. Don't say anything. It's your turn, isn't it?

[ Does he want a dare or truth at this point? Utterly unknown. ]

submas fandom was thriving way back in 2011 and here it is again over a decade later, apparently

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[ He definitely went overboard, huh. That self-grooming, self-soothing behavior...

Still: ]

Oversee it too! [ Cheerfully almost-yipped out (maybe a little overly so?), if it weren't for the usual tendency of his voice trending towards a more even tone. This is not quite not saying anything, but at least he will refrain from going into any more detail just yet. ] I have not properly introduced myself, have I?

[ Not in the way of his usual speech for challengers, anyway. Not in any way that includes any information on what he does.

(Huh. Why does he feel strangely energized all of a sudden, actually?) ]

But anyway. My turn. You have to say, though. Which do you want this time, truth or dare?

[ Apparently the first time he's actually asking this question this conversation, since the game was sparked by needing to trade for pizza deets in the first place and they've just been trading mostly questions since. ]

time is a flat circle etc. etc.

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[ For what it's worth, the self-soothing seems to be doing its job, though honestly Bigby only has himself to blame for getting here in the first place. (Daring Emmet to bare his teeth to him, a prey animal? Is he stupid?) Though it does beg the question as to how deep this transformation runs, if it's not just his appearance that's changed.

A thought for later, he supposes. ]

Huh. Didn't take you for a fight pit boss. [ A subway boss, technically? No, that's just silly. ] But, yeah. Anyway. Let's go dare for dare.

[ Is he going to regret doubling down? Emmet's looking a lot more alert than he did earlier, and Bigby's not sure he likes that. ]