paladinlost | 81st moon [video]

[Like much of Johto and Kanto, Cecil's backyard has been invaded by a group of angry fossils. Two of them, in fact; a swarm of Cradilies and a band of Omastars have apparently started a war over that tiny piece of land, neither side willing to back down and move elsewhere. Add to that Cecil's team, protecting their home, along with the local Grimers trying to reclaim one of their favorite pond, and you get a very interesting image.

...Or at least you would, if Cecil wasn't busy filming the Lileep and Omanyte pair blissfully snuggling on his roof instead.]

I know we are to defeat or capture as many fossils as we can, but is stopping them all truly necessary? While they are obviously rebelling against their families, those two look harmless at least, and I've no doubt others-

[He has no doubt others are more than willing to use hastily snatched Grimers as ammo against innocent people's faces. Because that's what one of the Cradilies just did. And the damn Grimer doesn't even have the decency to not drip all over the Gear, either.]

...On second thought, we should burn them all.

[Which is exactly what he's about to do.]

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I wouldn't start burning them just yet. Fire won't work on them because they're both part Rock type.

[Said with annoyed experience coloring her tone--guess who's got little to no counter against these things and a not-sister almost obsessed with them. Yep. Long day.]

We'll see if a silly little elemental resistance can compensate for the seventy-level difference.

[A beat. The Grimer on his head keep dripping.]

Besides, the Cradilies are half-Grass-types. That should at least give Fire neutral effectiveness.

It's not doing much good around here.

[There's the roar of twin Flamethrowers from her end, but if any fossil met its end at that, it's impossible to hear. Lightning just sighs...Cecil go take a shower.]

Or maybe the ones I'm dealing with are just more stubborn than the ones you've got.

[Oh, he will. He'll spend all of next week in the shower if he has to.]

That's a strong possibility. Mine spend most of their energy fighting each other over goodness knows what. Their eloping children, possibly.

[That should work. With a lot of scrubbing, anyway.]

From the sounds of things, I doubt they noticed they're missing a couple by now. [Although what exactly they were aiming at with that Grimer, she has no idea.] Might be territorial over your pond.

[Vanille would know better. Lightning turns her head to see if she can ask, then frowns as more fire roars behind her. What. A. Day.]

[John is filming from somewhere outside in Celadon, riding on the shoulders of his Dusknoir while his newly-acquired Omanyte rides on his shoulder in return. Just another day in the fossil apocalypse, let's fight off as many of these as we can.]

Ewww... still having trouble with Grimers too, huh? Jeez. I don't blame you for wanting to burn them all. But you were right though, not all of them are bad! Worst Davy Jones here [He points to the Omanyte who gurgles and flails his tentacles in what can only be a friendly wave.] has done is splash water on the floor. Well... that and I am fairly sure he tried to mate with my fiancée's socks... [While they were still on her feet...] But yeah, some of them are just happy to be alive again and more curious than anything. Wish they would pass those feelings along to the rest of their buddies though.

[As if to prove his point, an Aerodactyl swoops down to take a swipe at John, only to get hit with a blast of Night Shade from the Dusknoir as John ducks to avoid the claws.]

The rampaging is, admittedly, getting a bit old.

[He makes a face at that.]

Do you think there might be a way to turn back time and convince myself not to dig the damned thing. My Water-types love it, but it's almost more trouble than it's worth.

[Tida the Lapras cries out in horror at his words, but finds herself interrupted by yet another thrown Grimer.]

[He waves back distractedly, as he tries to push the Grimer off.]

...A deviant sock fetishist. Well, I suppose it's still harmless enough, unless it ever manages to do more than try. Have you had the chance to rest since it all started?

[Because those freaking fossils are noisy, too.]

Well, to be fair, her socks were Omanyte toe socks. So far he has left all other socks alone... [Davy Jones is... not the brightest.]

But yes, I have managed to get some sleep in here and there between. Save for DJ, none of them have managed to get inside my hotel room yet, which is a good thing, knock on wood. How about you?

[Frown getting deeper. She's...actually giving that thought.]

There could be. It wouldn't surprise me after everything else I've seen in this place. [sigh.] Though it probably has something to do with one of the Legends or something. Do you really want to mess with that when everything else is going crazy again? You could just fill in the pond instead.

[With dirt. Or rocks. Or. something. she doesn't know, okay?]

Frankly, convincing myself would probably be more problematic than finding a Celebi and hope it cooperates.

[Or, well, convincing his team, really.]

I think I might need another permit for that. Why do they need so many permits for homeowners?

...Perhaps he'd get along with my Beheeyem, then.

[They could be dumb together or something.]

That's good to hear, even if there's a strong chance it will not last. My house is fine; they're too busy with the yard to try and attack it.

[His team, probably. He seems ready to just be rid of the pond entirely by now.]

Because they don't want you doing things they don't approve of? Hell if I know for sure.

[she just knows getting them in order was annoying. thank goodness Mama Minnie had been diligent with her paperwork.]

I'd almost be reminded of home, but at least back there I could share or delegate the paperwork as needed, and no one used such tiny handwriting on official records.

[Cecil is as diligent as he can be, really. But his legalese is a few hundred years too old to be of much use.]

[it's still of some use, though! that's a start.]

You might want to get some glasses, then. They have to fit everything one one or two sheets of paper or they'd run out of room in storage.

[Hence the tiny text. Even if it's annoying as all hell.]

[Well, at least those guys are going well...? Laguna pops on the feed, quite a few bruises and scratches. Lonely Deino + the worst Archeops = well...

Those... Grimer, though.]
...When this fightin' is done, need any help cleanin' up the yard?

Even glasses won't help much, unless they're magnifying. Do you think the donation of a few filing cabinets would help?

[Because at this point he's willing to donate those by the dozen.]

Any help would be wonderful, even if I'll probably have to give up on most of the plants.

[Those poor plants.]

You look like you've had some trouble of your own.

...That's kind of gross.

If they have the room for them, sure. But they might have as many as they can fit already.

[Or the cabinets could all be stocked with Pokémon picture books and giving them more won't help. Who knows.]

I shall personally ask if they do the moment I can safely leave my home.

[Which doesn't look like it's going to be anytime soon.]

Gross is an acceptable word for it. I would have used nauseating, myself.

[And now the smell is going to stick to his hair for days, urgh.]

[Doesn't look like that at all. Hence Lightning's frown.]

Seems to me that you should get back inside and shut the door behind you. Unless you want to take another Grimer to the head.

Are you going to be able get the smell out?

I will, soon. But I'd like to try throwing out as many of these fossils as I can, first. The yard is damaged enough as it is. And there's that currently harmless pair on the roof that might not stay so.

[He's been considering catching them, but they look so happy and in love...]

Edited 2013-07-31 01:16 (UTC)

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