POKEMON MYSTERY DUNGEON Meme!

[foolishwren]

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon Meme

If you've never played Pokemon Mystery Dungeon before, here's the skinny:
1) Your character wakes up.
2) To their surprise, they've mysteriously become a Pokemon! Oh no!
3) ... Wow. There's no humans anywhere. What do?
4) Better head up to the Wigglytuff Rescue Guild so that you'll have a warm place to sleep while you figure out what's up!
5) ????
6) PROFIT


Your character is now an Exploration Team rookie, vying for the best exploration missions and forming friendships with fellow team-mates! Decide what Pokemon your character has become and get cracking! Go on missions, get to know your partner(s), butt heads with potential rivals, or maybe just try to slack off or sneak a bite to eat from the kitchen without getting caught by Chatot or Chimecho! IT'S ALL UP TO YOU.

Comments

[foolishwren]

... Jack?!

_{[WHY ARE YOU HERE. ... >8I WHY DO YOU HAVE A CLIPBOARD. ARE YOU WORKING FOR THESE DOPES.]}

I--

... I can't, okay?

_{[That last part is hissed under her breath.]}

[foolishwren]

_{[... There's a quiet snicker.]}

Ever smoke weed back home?

Cuz if you did...

_{[MAYBE THEY KNEW.]}

[foolishwren]

Oh, fuck you.

_{[She doesn't care that Pokemon Mystery Dungeon is supposed to be G-rated, apparently.]}

[foolishwren]

<sub>[Lying flat on her back with her stubby legs in the air, Heather doesn't respond at first.]

[She would not look entirely out of place with big cartoon swirlies for eyes.]</sub>

[foolishwren]

_{[Of course, there's more than one fire-type out there... but that weasel thing standing there in the middle a big circle of blackened grass looks remarkably familiar.]}

[foolishwren]

<sub>[Oh dear lord.]

[Fortunately, it isn't.]

[Instead, a pair of smoky red eyes stare up from the pile of apples. One nice thing about being only two feet tall is being able to fit into snug places.]</sub>

What.

_{[>8( yeah she's eating apples in here, YOU GOT A PROBLEM]}

[quickattackjack]

I'll take it from here, Chatot.

_{[Jack put himself between the fire ferret and the prissy parrot and nodded his head for her to follow him. ]}

Come with me, we'll see about sorting this all out. Fire pokemon and all. You've got to calm down.

[no_ufo_ending]

.....


_{[AIRPLANE EARS GO. BC]}

Shut up.

[foolishwren]

_{[She can't help but shoot the bird Pokemon one last nasty look before following after the lanky Houndoom.]}

I've been trying!

_{[Except she hadn't. Not really.]}

[foolishwren]

_{[HEEHEEHEEHEE.]}

You totally did, didn't you?

[quickattackjack]

Hmm...

_{[Yeah, no, he's not buying it.]}

Let's get you some fresh air.

_{[Turning, he leads her out of the base and makes a point to make eye contact with any pokemon coming back from missions to steer clear. Once outside he tips his muzzle back and sucks in a lungful.]}

Isn't that better?

[no_ufo_ending]

I'm an art student, Heather, what do you think.

_{[ BI UGH HEATHER EVOLVE ALREADY.]}

[foolishwren]

_{[She huffs out a sigh as she waddles into the sunlight. But yeah, the open space DOES help and she takes a deep breath.]}

... Yeah... I guess...

[foolishwren]

_{[NO SHE LIKES BEING AN UNRULY TEENAGE MED-EVO.]}

Knew it.

<sub>[Apparently the new topic is sufficiently distracting, she's mostly forgotten how mad she was previously.]

[Which means the flames have gone out, showing a bunch of orange bald spots on her rump and head. :I]</sub>

[quickattackjack]

_{[The Skellingdoom flops down in the grass and crosses one paw over the other. His doggybrows are pinched in concern. Just how was he going to get this kid to cool off?]}

How long have you been here?

[no_ufo_ending]

There's not much else to do in the dark room.

<sub>[8I Besides. Y'know. Make out with other art students. But shh.]

[He notices that her flames have gone out but keeps that to himself for now. He's just glad he's no longer in danger of going up in flames. WHY DID HE HAVE TO BE A PLANT CHIHUAHUA?]</sub>

[foolishwren]

_{[She plants her fiery corgi-butt down in the dirt. Sitting in the GRASS would be a bad idea.]}

Iunno... a day, I guess.

[foolishwren]

_{[WE ALL KNEW HE WAS A SHIVERING PURSE-DOG MADE OF WEEDS AT HEART.]}

Well, it's better than cigarettes, anyway.

Probably.

Hey, I guess you can't smoke those at all now. You might catch on fire.

Dad'd be happy, I guess...

[quickattackjack]

Mmmm.

<sub>[Thoughtful dog. Some Pidgey flying over head steal his attention for a moment before he reaches up to adjust those dopey tiny glasses on his snouth.]

You'll get to sleep in a bed soon enough. I've got faith in you. You know, I had trouble controlling my fire at first too.</sub>

[show_my_cannons]

[He stares at her for several seconds...]

[And then slowly, deliberately, rolls her into the little patch of sun he was using. She might end up on her face.]

[But. Oh well. He's just going to flop down anyway.]

[foolishwren]

_{[She lets out a deflating sigh.]}

Gee, that's reassuring...

At least you weren't ON fire.

_{[She HAD a Houndoom when she was human... there's a big difference between breathing fire and being ON fire.]}

[foolishwren]

<sub>[And so she's rolled into the patch of sun-- eventually winding up on her belly.]

[And that's around the point that she speaks up in a faint--]</sub>

... Ow.

[haveyouseenalittlegirl]

Heather Cheryl Mason

[And that voice will sound familiar. :|]

[foolishwren]

_{[She looks over her shoulder sharply, clearly all set to shoot flames all over the place again if it's someone who looks like they got a problem with her-- but then her ears stand up.]}

Dad?

[quickattackjack]

<sub>[She may have owned one, but she's never been one.]

[To demonstrate, Jack tips his head back, coughs once and a pillar of flame erupts from his mouth.]</sub>

Every single time. It was very embarrassing.