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prank #10 | video / action for route 32

[The video feed clicks on at three o'clock in the morning, a curious looking Eevee's face taking up the screen. She nudges the camera with her nose a bit, as though trying to straighten the camera. She then disappears off-screen, revealing a lovely nighttime view of route 32. A little ways away stand two human figures, accompanied but a Gastly which appears to be in the middle of a battle. The image is kind of wobbly and low to the ground, indicating that, once again, a pokémon has gotten a hold of his or her trainer's pokegear. Since one of the trainers is clearly John (for those of you who know him), it should be fairly obvious who the pokémon operating the camera is. ~~Hint: it isn't Sassacre.~~]

Night Shade again, Slimer.

[John doesn't sound nearly as enthusiastic as usual. This is one of the side effects of being dragged out of your hotel room at 9pm and being forced into a non-stop grinding session. Rose, you are a slave driver.]

[Slimer however, seems to be pretty enthusiastic still (probably because he's only been the focus of this training session for the past forty five minutes or so) and obliges, finishing his opponent with glee.]

Wooo! That was good. Okay...can we go back to the hotel now, Rose? Are we done here yet?

I'm not certain, John. Has Slimer evolved yet?

...No.

I believe you have answered your own question then.

[There are a few Buneary and Eevee equivalents of giggles from nearby off-screen as John gives Rose a look that says something along the lines of "Are you serious?!" In return, Rose gives him one that says "Quite, now get a move on." Realizing that he's fighting a losing battle here, John groans and begins shuffling through the grass in search of another random wild pokemon for Slimer to defeat. Notebook in hand, Rose follows after him, eager to add more strategies to the growing list on the pages of her notebook.]

((OOC: Video tags will get a response from John, Rose, or both once Slimer has finally evolved. Rose is determined to have John level-grind until his pokémon are strong enough to take on the gym, he's not allowed to answer the 'gear till she's satisfied.))

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[Nope, not Bellsprouts! You missed it, but he actually just got a giant, sloppy, chest-to-face lick from his newly-evolved Haunter. Unfortunately, said Haunter has since disappeared, leaving a disgusted looking John wiping his glasses off with the edge of his shirt.]

[[Blinking a moment, she tilts her head.]]

What are you doing, John?

[[She is completely oblivious to the fact there is a Haunter lurking in the grass right now.]]

Trying to clean Haunter spit off my glasses. Ugh this is gross. [He holds them up and squints at the lenses. Good enough. He puts them back on, just in time to look over and see Slimer reappear behind Rose. All the color drains from his face. All of it. he opens his mouth to say something, but all that comes out is a strangled sort of "Aaa--!"]

[Dare you turn around, Rose?]

[[What is that look for, John? Why do you look so terrified?

What's this? Halos looks frightened too? Whatever could be the matter?

Tuuuuuuurrn....]]

[WHY HELLO THERE, ROSE. HOW ARE YOU DOING THIS EVENING? As you turn around, you will be greeted with a floating purple head with a giant creepy grin plastered across his face and a maniac look in his eye. He is right up in your face. ~~How does this make you feel?~~]

Hauunt!

[He cackles and opens his jagged line of a mouth, revealing a long pink tongue which he proceeds to run it right across Rose's face.]

[John. Is. Horrified.]

[[Just. Going rigid.]]

...h-hello. Slimer.

[[Pat to the head for the Haunter. Not really sure what to do about all of that ghost drool.]]

Teeeerrrr! Haunt! Hauuuuunnn!!

[He cackles and flips over in the air before disappearing back in the grass and presumably whizzing around like a loose rocket. That's what it sounds like at least.]

Oh my god...I am so sorry. Just...you're okay right?

[So mortified.]

[[Just. Give her a moment to regain her composure.]]

...Fine. I assure you I am fine.

[[Slowly wiping her face off a little with her hands, grimacing as she shakes her hand after that. Why is this stuff so sticky?]]

We. Can be done training now. Since Slimer evolved.

Oh...Okay. And. Good. That you're okay and everything.

[He pulls Slimer's pokéball out of his pocket, waiting for the mischievous ghost to come zooming out of the grass. He's so ready for this. He's going to get you, Slimer. You are going back into the ball and there's nothing you can do about it.]

[The grass in front of him rustles, and something that looks suspiciously like one of Slimer's hands pokes out of it. Haha! John has you now!]

Come on out, Slimer. I can see you there.

[Or at least, he thinks he does. But the reality of the situation isn't quite what John believes. Just as he's about to call his Haunter back, Slimer's body shoots out of the grass behind John, knocking him face-first to the ground. Slimer's hands, which had indeed been in the patch in front of him float over to join his body. Unfortunately for John, Slimer wasn't satisfied with just knocking his master to the ground.]

[That's right. It's tickle time. Slimer's pokéball is no longer in John's hands as he makes vain attempts at swatting the ghost away. It's not really working, he's just rolling round on the ground, laughing.]

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[[Glancing over there, she stares some more. Doing lots of staring today, huh Rose?

After a few moments, her cheeks flush and glances down at the Pokeball by her feet. Perhaps. She. Should help him.

_{But. This was awfully cu--}

Picking the Pokeball up, she hold it out towards the two.

Yes. Making the 'incorrect buzzer' noise from before.]]

Slimer, please stop tickling John. This is absolutely ridiculous.

[Oh what's that? ~~Pavlov's Haunter~~ Slimer knows that noise! That noise means it has to go back in the ball! No! Not the ball!!! He stops.]

[John's still laying on the ground, half curled up and trying to catch his breath. He opens his eyes a bit and looks up at Rose with a goofy smile plastered on his face.]

H-Heh...thanks. [He really can't manage much else than that, nor is he making an effort to get up.]

[[That smile and how tired he seems just sort of stops her in her tracks. Not that she was really going anywhere, but instead of calling the Haunter back as she had planned, she just watches him longer.]]

[[Finally returning Slimer to his Pokeball and pocketing it, she wanders over to him, bending over to offer him a hand.]]

Come on. Let's go. How about we stop and get dinner somewhere? Or I suppose it would be breakfast now, wouldn't it?

[He stares up at her hand for a moment. Then, still grinning, he reaches up and grabs her hand, pulling himself to his feet.]

Dinner, breakfast...doesn't matter to me as long as it's food. [He's not worrying about the technicalities here, he just needs something edible!]

Good. [[She smiles...out of relief? It looks like a relieved smile. Before moving to gather her things.]]

Did you have any preference as to which restaurant?

Nope, doesn't matter to me.

[Like he said, it doesn't matter as long as it's food! He swings his bag over his shoulder and comes to a sudden realization.]

Hey, do you have Slimer? Or did you give him back to me and I just don't remember what I did with him?

[Then another realization.]

Oh my god! CASEY!

[Brb, freaking out and sprinting out of the grass to go find his baby.]

I'm sure she's fi--

[[...Stares after. And just. Follows calmly.]]

[No. No she isn't, Rose. She could have been stolen or eaten or gotten lost or run into a tree or been attacked by a colony of ants! His baby is most certainly in trouble so he is gone! Have you ever even seen him run that fast? At that pace, you'll never catch up to him.]

[[She has to wonder how, when only moments before he was drained, he somehow managed to muster such energy. Obviously Casey was no ordinary rabbit. She was definitely somebunny--er, somebody important.

Puns. Heh.

Picking up her pace, she jogs after, glancing around the clearing once reaching it.]]

John. I am sure she is fine. We left her with Guile.

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[~~Such is the power of the desire to reunite with one's loving daughter.~~]

[When you finally catch up, Rose, you'll be greeted by the sight of John hugging Casey tightly. No surprises, she and Guile were right where they had been left and were not harmed in anyway. But that's not stopping John from cuddling his baby bunny and telling her he's sorry and how he won't leave her alone in the grass again.]

[Casey has no idea what's going on. As usual, she's just happy to be getting all the loves. Really, she hadn't had a problem with John leaving.]

[[She has been doing a lot of staring recently. She knew you loved Casey John, but...]]

...you are being absolutely ridiculous.

[[Don't mind her own scooping up of Guile and giving her a few nuzzles.]]

[~~Again, loving daughter!~~]

No I'm not...I was worried.

[Looking a little downcast, do you really think he's ridiculous?]

Worried is one thing, John, but really? Is all of this really needed?

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