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POKEMON MYSTERY DUNGEON Meme!

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.

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No.

[It's so flat, Kansas has more hills than Ironhide's tone. He just stares down at her, almost lazily.]

[He's way too damned old for this.]

I am not. Because I have no desire to go asserting dominance over children. Hmnf.

[And in deference to the deflating bird balloon, not to mention an effort to reinforce his statement, he turns to limp outside.]

_{[... >8( OH NO YOU DID NOT, SIR.]}

... I'm NOT a child!

_{[If she was angry-ferret-hopping before, this time she's angry-ferret-WARDANCING. She hops after him, chattering angrily like some kind of mongoose from the SUN.]}

I'll show YOU child, you... you giant walking JUNKYARD!

Uh huh.

[He drawls it out. He doesn't seem to be concerned in the least for the war-hopping mongoose powers. If he were something more flammable, he probably would be.]

[Instead, he limps out to a patch of sunlight. Yes, he's still a big, strong creature, who would rather take faces than lie around.]

[But he also has copious amounts of aching joints. Sunning himself for a while helps.]

Do your worst.

_{[WHY YOU.]

[Although it would be far wiser to hesitate and take note, once again, of her 'opponent's hulking size, angry weasel is ANGRY.]

[So without thinking things through at all, Heather charges forward, the flames on her head briefly engulfing her body.]}

[QUILAVA USED FLAME CHARGE!]

_{[It looked super impressive until she slammed headfirst into Ironhide's butt with a loud CLANG and rolled a good ten feet backwards, flames going out instantly.]}

[QUILAVA WAS HIT WITH RECOIL.]

[IRONHIDE used STAND STILL.]

[It's super effective!]

[He doesn't say anything, though, when she bounces off him. She'd damaged her pride enough. There's no reason to make it worse.]

[Though he does turn around to watch her for a second.]

You all right?

_{[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.]}

[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.]

_{[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--]}

... Ow.

[He grunts, but makes no move to further roll her around, despite the awesome new sport that is Angry Weasel Rolling.]

Yeah. And that is why you do not head butt something made of metal.

_{[best sport.]

[She lets out a rather feeble groan.]}

.... thought it would get melted by the fire.

_{[Yes, Ironhide. She was going to melt your butt.]}

... Your fire is not hot enough. And my armor is too thick.

[He reaches out, lazily, to tab her lightly on the head.]

Need to think about these things, kid.