[Fourth Wall]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Saturday]

[Okay, why is the village so loud? Don't these guys know that some people are trying to sleep? It's like a circus moved into Luceti, that's how loud it was in the village and on the journal.

Groggily walking to the door, he opens it, only to be greeted by the sight of, well... people everywhere!]

...What the...

[Running now back to his journal (and leaving his door open in the process for intruders, he poses a simple question to Luceti (and inadvertently its newcomers).]

Okay, what's with all the people? Is the circus in town now or somethin'?

[Sunday]

[Well, it's not like these people being around is too bad. You know, as long as they don't disturb his sleep. Regardless, on Sunday, he's decided to take up residence in the rec center and play some games there.]

Comments

[nyannyannyannyannyannyan]

[A gentle sound could be heard, it came from what appeared to be a sort of cat. The thick gray fur covered it's limbs and face. The rest however looked very similar to that of a poptart, but that would be impossible, for a poptart is not a living thing. No, upon closer inspection the pink icing was actually a stretched sheet of flesh, hooked into the strained brown bones that created the rectangular shape. The legs that protruded him from it's cuboid body were short stubs, it would be obvious to anyone that they had been amputated at some point. Was this creature actually the result of an horrific experiment? It's body breathed gently, it's "chest" expanding and collapsing as if there were lungs inside.

It spoke. Strangely, it's voice was high pitched as if it was gasping for air whilst being strangled.]

Nyan nyan nyan nyan, nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan, nyan nyan nyan nyan, nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan nyan.

[mischiefbreeder]

... [Pulling out a Pokéball.]

[nyannyannyannyannyannyan]

[WILD NYANCAT APPEARED.

WILD NYANCAT USES TAUNT.]

[voidinalamo]

[Don't mind if Darkrai comes creeping on inside the house then, Gold. It's terrifying outside with all the humans. He'll probably spot an odd shadow darting around the house, finding someplace to hide for a while.]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Gold definitely spots that odd shadow darting around, out of the corner of his eye.]

Who's there?

[voidinalamo]

[Darkrai stops his movement and then darts behind some furniture. Another human! Is there anywhere that he can find some peace and quiet?]

[soiherdyoulike]

[People everywhere, yes.


But there's also this thing. This strange, unearthly thing with glistening fangs, wallowing in the mud outside Gold's house like it doesn't know what to do with itself. It might have wandered too far from the river.

Look, It looks like it's smiling. Or maybe it's just hungry.]

[mischiefbreeder]

[What the fuck is that thing, it looks like nightmare mode Mudkip. Gold is horrified at such a thing existing.

...He's going back inside.]

[soiherdyoulike]

[What.



Why.



Why would you do that.



He's going to freeze. Or die of exposure.



So cruel.


So cruel.]

[soiherdyoulike]

[Worst. Trainer. Ever.]

[polyamorphism]

[Gold?

Did the air around you just chill? Slightly?

There's a shadow in your doorway.]

Slept in again, I see.

[mischiefbreeder]

[That icy chill in the air... That manner of reprimanding him... That voice... It could only be...

...Crys. Crys was here? She was in Luceti? Crys was in Luceti?

Well, there goes the neighborhood.]

Ahh, geez, so what if I slept in? It's the weekend!

[polyamorphism]

You're just being lazy. How do you expect to get anything done?

[cooltrainer]

[The circus.

Right.]

If anyone's from the circus, it's you.

[mischiefbreeder]

Aren't you one to talk... Senior Green?

[cooltrainer]

Out of the two of us, you're more suited.

[moonwalkheadspin]

[As though in response to Gold's question:]

ＬＩＫＥ　ＡＮ　ＩＮＶＩＴＡＴＩＯＮ　ＴＯ　Ａ　ＣＲＡＺＹ　ＣＡＲＮＩＶＡＬ。

[But given this is a Japanese person speaking somewhat broken English, it sounds a bit off. Regardless, he'll just be-bop in the background here.]

[mischiefbreeder]

I'd be a lot more okay with it it was a carnival!

[moonwalkheadspin]

ＴＨＡＴ’Ｓ　Ａ　ＴＲＵＴＨ　ＭＯＮＥＹ　ＣＡＮ’Ｔ　ＢＵＹ。

[Spin, spin -- dancing on the spot!]

[suckswithmaps]

[Hi Gold. Have a Caelica popping up next to you.]

There's a circus here?

[mischiefbreeder]

Nope.

[psychebubble]

Aren't you the circus act around here? I mean, really.

[mischiefbreeder]

[....Oh. It's her.

...What was her name again? It doesn't matter, anyway.]

Well, if it ain't the Ringmaster herself.

[fervour]

[ A wild pokemon girl with a Togetic following her appears! ]

Hello...?

[ She spots Gold, and well-- ] Ethan!? No, wait, you're not Ethan... [ She runs up, regardless of the fact that she's trespassing, and looks up with wide eyes. ] You look like him, but you're not him! That's amazing!

[mischiefbreeder]

Well, this Ethan kid's got good taste then, if he's copyin' my looks!