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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A.B.A | OTA

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A. Let's go

[As it was one of the first things Mightyena told A.B.A when she awoke from her coma, she's been determined to get people back into the same room again. Hearing that a good chunk of Pokémon separated since she succumbed, it broke her heart more than you can imagine. Mostly because it meant that her precious dolls sleeping companions went off and left her. Nobody leaves her! How...how could they?! How could they willingly break her heart like that-

Well. She could be angrier about it, but after her grumpearl announcement, it would appear that most were eager to gather up again. ...Good. There's less punishment that way. All that's left, then, is the actual gathering.

If you're asleep, you may feel a strange presence hovering above you. Opening your eyes reveals a very sleepy Silvally tilting her head at you, as if she's expecting something. And she is. Your compliance.

If you're awake, possibly wandering the tunnels, she'll stop you in your tracks. Regardless of how you meet, it always ends the same.]

You're coming with me.

[If you're a small Pokémon, she might even just pluck you and carry you like a tiny kitten. Those who have done this song and dance before may notice how...low energy she is this time around. She's definitely tired, so the faster you comply, the faster she can go back to bed. You wouldn't...keep her from going back to bed, would you?]

B. Used rest

[And as promised, once enough people have been thrown into the same room, and A.B.A is satisfied with how many volunteer Pokémon are out getting the others, she'll be curling up in bed. Others have questioned if she'd be able to sleep with so much commotion going on, but anyone who glances at the large Silvally will notice she sleeps like a corpse.

Still...you probably...shouldn't try to wake her on purpose.

But maybe you want to cuddle? She sure is big, and surprisingly fluffy. Look how peaceful she is, all snoozed up and not making death threats. It's probably fine!]

C. Wildcard

[For anything else!]

wildcard baby

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[Dark Heart settles in with A.B.A, not exactly eager to get his rest when he's gotten so much of it the past month. Besides, he needs to cash in his nightly compliments.]

Picked up the scraps for ya.

[Said scraps being the Pokemon tugging at their metaphorical leashes as he drags them to the damn sleepover. Might be easier if he had, I don't know, a bag with a little pocket dimension to shove everyone into. Another life. Anyway, if he has to be here so does everyone else.]

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[Truly Dark Heart was made to gather small, adorable mascot animals together.

A.B.A looks down at him, still weary thanks to her health, but holding her head high in an attempt to look less ragged than she really is.]

Good. Your methods were clearly effective, I'll keep this in mind next time the others decide to leave me.

[favorforafavor]

Oh, please do. I know I will.

[Yes, he's already laying the tracks of this insidious plot. Do something nice for someone and they'll let you come to more parties! Delightfully devilish, Dark Heart!!]

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...

[Despite how much they agree with each other, despite how swimmingly this is going, A.B.A finds herself...stuck. Alright, good, Dark Heart has agreed to help next time and even seems to be somewhat enthusiastic about the idea.

...Now what?]

Mn...

[Does she? Touch him? Or something? Awkwardly, she gives the tiny fox a stiff pat on the head, hopefully showing her approval, but it doesn't seem to check the box on her list of what makes Successful Socialization. A.B.A visibly cringes, she might have to...admit she doesn't know something.]

...What...what do we do next...?

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Dark Heart is just kind of frozen there for a minute, unsure what to do. Stance wide, mouth agape, staring at the floor. Then... he looks up.]

I... I don't know.

[A.B.A I'm scared.]

let's gooo

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—the fuck.

[ Turning a corner into A.B.A in the middle of the night is definitely one way to jump scare him. He'd seen her over the network a few times since arriving, but the massive size difference in-person instantly makes him defensive, and not to mention, more than a little peeved that he just dropped the food he managed to sneak out of the kitchen. There goes his midnight snack run. ]

Wh-what? [ It takes a second to register. He looks just as tired as her, his eyes starting to glow a faint red in the dark. They’re not exactly bloodshot. ] No. I'm busy.

[ His ears suddenly drop, somehow sensing something with his prey instinct. He's just. Going to take a preemptive step back. ]

yoink

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[Oh. Disobedience.

A.B.A doesn't recognize this one, is he new? She's fairly certain she'd remember something so small and cute... His little potato sack-shaped body reminds her so much of her early attempts at crafting dolls, so round and simple. He's precious.

Too bad his attitude isn't.]

It would appear you misunderstood... You don't get a choice in the matter.

[And to demonstrate, A.B.A scruffs the tiny Bigby in her beak like it's nothing.]

bye bye littleby (1/2)

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[ Oh. He hates this.

Slowly, he lowers himself onto all fours, that gut feeling worsening with each passing second. His eyes narrow at A.B.A’s words, not even bothering with a response before he turns to run in the opposite direction. But he doesn’t even get far before he feels his little paws leave the ground altogether. Up he goes, scruffed yet again by a complete stranger.

He really hates this. ]

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Fuck off. I said I was busy!

[ He squirms against her hold, trying to bap at her beak from behind but failing to reach every time. He's growling too, as if that makes him look any more intimidating. ]

I don’t even know who you are! Let me go!

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[Bigby's growls get drowned out by A.B.A's own, her frustration mounting with every (any?????) bap that manages to hit her face. Her grasp stays firm, however, almost as if she's very used to hanging onto unwilling...participants.

Her ears fold back against her head as he complains, she's just glad she knows her way around The Spire now, so she doesn't have to put up with his poor attitude for long.]

Indecorous, ill-mannered creature! Brutish words don't suit you.

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I'm telling you—! [ Teeth grit, he cuts himself off, taking her growling as a challenge to make himself even louder. His fur immediately bristles at her words, so prim and proper, so similar to what Master Crane would call him during their lessons on civility. The white of his fur slowly darkens the more he remembers.

He's still struggling against her hold, even more aggressively now. ] Didn't realize I was speaking to a fucking princess. Where's my manners, your majesty? [ He's practically snarling at his point. ] Fuck. Off. Kindly.

A.

[friendlyflower]

HEEEELLLLP!!! I'M BEING KIDNAPPED! RIBOMBEEEEE!!!!

[He thrashes around as A.B.A carries him to the sleepover.] I'm not even in your Moron Berries guild!!!!!!!!! Let me go!!!!!!!!!!

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[Always with the trashing... Lucky for A.B.A, she has years of experience when it comes to lugging around keys people much larger and heavier than most Pokémon. A Sunkern trashing about? Barely a tickle.

That's not why she growls.

It's the mention of Ribombee that sets her off.]

Cease your needless cries! There's nothing I can't stand more than people who don't understand the worth of precious things...

[And if anyone understands the worth of keys, even adorable seed-shaped ones, it's A.B.A.]

[friendlyflower]

'Precious'? Who are you calling-- [He begins to make a scary face, but remembers who he's talking to.] Ugh, forget it! What's with you and keys, anyway?

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[Talk about keys? Well, okay!]

Keys are an amazing tool one can use to expand their world... With each door unlocked, your world gets a little bigger...

My world started very small...but every key I found led me to new, wonderful things. Isn't that beautiful? They eventually led me to the Outside World, and that led me to my husband... My key that will unlock the gates to my future...

[friendlyflower]

[... He still thinks she's a freak, but he can understand what she means. He spent almost his entire life locked up underground, after all. And, 'unlocking' new secrets became his only source of sanity during the resets.]

Wow, I was gonna say "if you love keys so much, why don't you marry one," but looks like you did! [At this point, he doesn't know that A.B.A is married to an actual key.

At least the mention of a 'husband' makes him relax a little-- the last thing he needs is someone trying to flirt with him.]

A: Arriving fashionably late to this

[indifferentinferno]

[The brisk tone immediately puts him on edge- The person spoke from behind him so he has to turn around first, but his initial thought was whether he had done something the guild leader found reprehensible- and someone had been sent to drag him over to talk to her.

He didn't fear whatever punishment might be in mind- Mighteyena didn't seem the type to be harsh, but it was likely he would hold no regret for his actions, and that's where things got more complicated.

A.B.A. towers over him, and it makes his fur bristle even more looking up at her- but then, wait.

Why did this pokemon look so exhausted? If it was some kind of enforcer sent to gather him... well he wasn't exactly intimidated anymore.]

What do you want? [He asks bluntly, expression openly skeptical, caught somewhere between apprehension and genuine confusion.]

Perfectly on time!

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[Oh...this one is new. She would've remembered a Pokémon like this, she's sure of it. That scythe on his head reminds her too much of someone she used to know. But regardless of how new he is, this could get...tricky. Even if she's the bigger Pokémon, an Absol is still larger than what she's used to. She can't just grab him by the scruff and carry him away like she can with the smaller Pokémon.

...She also doesn't have the energy for any physical confrontation... How upsetting. She'll have to play her cards right if she has any hope to make this happen.]

Your cooperation. Nothing more, nothing a mess.

[She means..."Nothing more, nothing less." That said, she is incredibly proud of herself for not straight up threatening murder right away.]

🥺🧡

[indifferentinferno]

[Also unbeknownst to her as of this moment- he would fight back. A fight which would most likely end poorly for her in her more exhausted state- but neither of them could know that.

His head tilts slightly- frowning, unintentionally scowling a little so that the tip of his fangs just start to show-

But then, the way she botches the turn of phrase hits- its like an off beat note in a perfect symphony. Something so utterly out of place in a situation that feels like a hostile confrontation. His face scrunches up slightly at it, that sense of confusion growing ever so slightly more.]

And what do you need my cooperation with? Does Mighteyena have a problem with me?

[If she didn't want messes he might as well be forward with what his concerns are. Although whether or not things actually got messy would depend highly upon her explanation. Honestly, a threat of murder would probably make him feel like he was back home.]

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.

(a) Late scoopening is still scoopening

[undeux_allblue]

[Sanji had settled into the Oran base...well enough. Being underground for long periods of time sets his new fur on edge but he makes do, keeping busy with scavenging ingredients, cooking, and rebuilding what was apparently lost. It keeps his mind off of things, of feeling trapped. So it's all fine. He doesn't sleep much but that's normal too. It's easier when there's less people around anyway.

He hums, checking over his stock with only a little difficulty for the lack of thumbs. His tails work well enough to move bigger things; he's also used a wooden spoon clamped in his jaws-

His teeth tighten on the tool when he stops in front of a very large shadow. Glassy blue eyes widen, and his body lowers without thought, past memories too close to think of this looming shadow as anything other than a threat.

But the figure makes no move, so his flattened ears raise slightly.] I've just cleaned up for the night, but if you're looking for a late night snack, I guess I can throw somethin' together for ya. [His words are muffled around the spoon, but pretty legible all things considered.

But then the giant??? Pokemon?? Speaks of- oh- what?] What? Whadaya want, you giant- AGH put me down??!! [The little blonde vulpix yelps, dropping the spoon as he's scruffed like a damn kitten! He squirms, not yet throwing fire due to how just. Absurd the situation is. Also he's pretty sure the voice was feminine?? And real?? So not a wild pokemon who snuck in, probably, maybe?? But-] What the hell is going on!!!

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[Truthfully, A.B.A was hoping she wouldn't have had to travel as far as the kitchen what with her recovery, but Bigby's talk of sneaking late night snacks has her concerned. Stealing!! Is!! A Crime!! Guilty!! Guilty!! Guilty!! One of her least favorite crimes, even, although she's more keen to punish those who steal from her specifically. Still, it would be wise to check on the stock, right? Make sure there's still enough for everyone tomorrow, right?

To her surprise, there's another Pokémon here. One she doesn't recognize, she'd definitely remember someone with such wonderfully blue eyes. His size, like all the smaller Pokémon, leads her to believe he's yet another lost child.

And lost children must be added to the gathering.]

What the hell, indeed. [She says with a beakful of Vulpix. Paracelsus probably would've scolded her for saying "hell" right about now, but he's not here, is he? It's fine, she's only repeating what was already said.] Your presence is needed elsewhere, you shouldn't be left to wander alone.

I'm back I say, right before work beans me in the face again. Gomen!

[undeux_allblue]

[Ah, Bigby. That guy has shown up here a couple times. After chasing the little bastard around with their first few encounters, Sanji let him stay as long as he helped cut food or something. The vulpix doesn't like anyone going hungry, and looks like the tiny guy had a bottomless stomach. Not stealing if you prep for it beforehand! And for Bigby, you need. So much trail-mix. But yea, stealing. It can be a concern because what if you run out of food? Then you're all dead. The end. Hence checking the stock. He was here first-

NOT THAT THAT MATTERS NOW

If Sanji knew he was assumed a child, he would start yelling. Not unlike a child throwing a tantrum actually...]

Presence? Who the fu- Where else could I- I'm a chef, I need to be in the kitchen for- whaaaat?? I'm perfectly fine on my-

[Blink. Blink blink. No, yeah, that voice is feminine, he's pretty sure. So he's been scooped up by a lady! A beautiful, strong...uh. Very tall. Lady. It's an honor but also- shit he's high up. She's a very large lady-pokemon. By the Blue what is happening. Her words do NOT help-

Still his struggling stills, and he ends up curling up in the air; one, to make things easier on the lady as a gentleman should (she sounds...tired?) and two. Well. If he gets dropped or thrown, this will protect the soft bits. He knows this well.]

Er...where am I needed, miss? I can walk, I assure you; you don't need to trouble yourself with my transportation! [His tone has done a sort of 180, much warmer, polite, and distinctly devoid of swears now. Weirdo.]

patpat ):

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[His change in demeanor is...actually really nice, she didn't even have to threaten him to make him stop, he did it all on his own! A.B.A was never really a fan of rough language, anyway. It makes one sound unintelligent, boorish, and Paracelsus would always scold her for using such bad language back when they first started traveling together... If HE didn't like it, then it must be bad!]

Mrs. [She's quick to correct him, although she doesn't sound mad. She just...wants him to be correct.] I'm a married woman.

[His offer to walk on his own is also appreciated, as it becomes apparent the moment she sets him down that she's more than merely tired. She's weak. He'll have to be the last one she brings back, she decides silently to herself. The others will just have to find everyone else for her.]

There's no reason to stay in the kitchen, the next scheduled meal isn't until the morning. Come. We're all gathering for the night, and Mightyena has always been fond of our solidarity.

[The "we" being, of course, other transformed victims.]

Don't you hate it...? Being so alone for the night...? It drives me mad, I can never sleep...