17 [Voice/Action]

[mischiefbreeder]

[The journal clicks on, and Gold appears on the other end. He appears to be rather dirty, and he has a shovel slung over his shoulder. His goggles are pulled down over his eyes, presumably related to the aforementioned dirt and shovel.]

Hey, anybody know where I can find some cement? Preferably not dried. You know, the powdery stuff you have to mix and pour!

[Outside all day, along the river between houses 15 and 16, there is Gold, digging a large hole in the ground. A large green frog and small purple monkey seem to be curously watching him, while the even larger fire badger thing has decided to instead sleep in and soak up the sunlight, ignoring what its trainer is doing instead. Gold appears to be carelessly tossing the dirt behind him so that it inevitably collects on the path. Try not to trip over the pile or get hit by flying dirt, especially if you decide to stop and gawk at what he's doing.]

Comments

[action]

[mischiefbreeder]

Buuuuuuut... Since you sound so opposed to it... I guess I should just stop right here.

[action]

[falenandawn]

W-what? No, I didn't mean it like that-!

[action]

[mischiefbreeder]

Yyyyyep, it's a shame, too. I was sure everyone would've loved it, too... [Starting to climb out of the hole now.]

[action]

[falenandawn]

I didn't say anything like that. [He feels bad now, though....]

Listen, Do you want help?

[action]

[mischiefbreeder]

Well... If you insist... [Tossing that shovel towards Frey.]

Take over for me for a bit. I need a break.

[action]

[falenandawn]

[Catching that shovel with a confused look. Well, it did seem they only had one....] Ok, I guess.

[And he'll get to work digging, though he won't be tossing dirt like gold was. He's sure they'll switch later.]

[action]

[mischiefbreeder]

[You have been suckered, Frey. Congratulations. Gold heads inside to grab a soda and take a break.

Meanwhile... Those three murderbeasts are still there.

Waiting.

Watching.

Observing.]

[action]

[falenandawn]

[Frey just keeps digging.... for a while anyway. Until the staring gets to him, and he turns around to stare at whoever is watching.

Oh runes.] Hello...?

[action]

[mischiefbred]

[Nobody here but us Pokémon.]

[action]

[falenandawn]

[....That is kind of creepy.]

Hi. Do you need something?

[action]

[mischiefbred]

[Man, you be tryin' to talk to Pokémon? You trippin', yo.]

Re: [action]

[falenandawn]

[ Heck, he didn't know how gold communicated with them.]

....I wonder when Gold is getting back.

[Is he really going to leave him alone with them for long...?]