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[How long had it been? Gold wasn't entirely sure. The hours turned to days, and the days turned to weeks while he was in that place. He couldn't be sure how long he'd been gone or how long he was stuck in that stupid lab. All he could think about now was that he was back in the village.

Around him, he could hear the crashing of the waves against the shore. He could feel the coarse sand beneath his fingers as he laid sprawled out.]

The beach, huh... Man, to leave me with a vacation after that ordeal? You guys are so hospitable... [He mused to no one in particular, but really hoped that perhaps the Malnosso were listening.

Finding the strength to at least sit up, Gold grabs his journal that was conveniently nearby, to broadcast a message.]

Guess I'm back, guys. Hey, think I can get a hand or five here? I've never felt this sore in my whole life. It really kinda hurts to even move right now. [And that says a lot coming from a guy who gets blown up by dangerous beasts on a regular basis.

After that, he turns off his journal and just flops back on the sand. Yep, just gonna lay here.]

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[Sometime after Gold's managed to make it home courtesy of some kind soul, learned about how half of his friends had gone home, and had some time to rest up, he's out and about in the village. Previously, this sort of thing would have hit him hard. He'dve become sulky and put-out over the thought of his friends leaving him behind. But he refuses to become like that again. He won't let despair consume him like it did last time. Feel free to run into him almost anywhere in the village. Common spots include the restaurant, the rec center, the battle dome, and his friends in community building one, but he'll be wandering in the village in general if none of those spots work.]

((ooc: Gold's mallynap effect is special. Remember in the games when you'd try to ride your bike indoors or try to use a key item that you weren't supposed to, only to get greeted by those lovely words from the Professor, "There's a time and place for everything! But not now." or something to that effect? Well, that's what's literally will happen to Gold. He has a nondescript voice in his head for the duration of the effect that, when he tries to do or say something, there's a possibility it may prevent him from doing it, telling him why, like "it's not time" or "you can't do that here" or something like that.

There's also a certain degree of reality warping to it. For instance, if he tries to go through a doorway to meet someone on the other side, and it tells him "this door is locked", then he isn't getting through, even if it's clearly open, and neither is anyone else, at least as long as he's in the area or until it decides that the door is now open!))

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[Cilan watches, a little perplexed, until he guesses--]

Is it a similar problem like the one with the door earlier?

[Cilan's guess is definitely right on the money as he now appears to shout off into the air!]

Oh hell no! This is where I draw the line!

[Gold, language, but to be fair, it does appear to be an aggravating situation.]

This taste appears to be more troublesome than I thought...a side-effect from having been gone, I take it? [A "mallynap effect", he means. Oh Luceti, what a pain you are sometimes.] I wouldn't want to further exacerbate it, but is there something we can do to help?

All day this stupid voice's been stoppin' from doin' stuff, makin' elevators not work, keepin' me from goin' through doors... But this is one thing I will not stand for!

A voice? [Uh...] What does it say to try to keep you from doing what you want to do?

[He heaves a sigh, placing that treat down.]

"You can't do that now." "Now's not the time for that." "There's a place and time for everything! But not now!" [He says this in a very mocking tone.]

And whenever it says that, it actually somehow prevents me from doin' it!

How strange...I suppose that's the sort of oddity I'd normally expect from the influence of a psychic-type Pokemon, perhaps, but I doubt that this taste is that similar. Preventing you from entering through doorways or even eating something is certainly more trouble than it's worth... [Because...Luceti and all.]

Is there anything that can be done about it, or is this something that you'll have to wait and see when it wears off on it's own? [He's kind of suspecting the latter but if you have ideas of what you plan to do about it, we're all ears.]

Can't do anything except-- [And then suddenly his hand bolts out, grabs one of the snacks, and quickly shoves it into his mouth, chewing it up and swallowing it.]

Hah!

[Gold: 1, Creepy Voice In His Head: over 9000.]

[Cilan blinks at that, before he then laughs a little.]

Well then, I guess being impulsive doesn't give it the chance to tell you how to act otherwise... [But hey, whatever works, right?]

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