91st moon [the 4th Wall of Jericho]

[paladinlost]

[Ah, it's that time of the year again. And unlike last time, Cecil wakes up in his own bed (even though he'd been on his way back from Saffron when he fell asleep), surrounded by his own Pokémon (and Grimers, but at this point they're almost part of the family), and with his own belongings exactly where he left them (except for his left sock, but he's long learned to expect that).

He's safe, he's in a good mood, and he intends to stay that way for the rest of this madness. And this time, he's even in a position to share the joy with any visitors!

Which is why he's now grilling all sorts of food on a fire pit in his yard, while his Pokémon are bringing chairs and large cushions outside. That they manage to do so while linked to each other with duct tape is somewhat impressive, but he's too busy not burning a steak to admire their efficiency.]

Comments

[paladinlost]

[Two or three years ago, that would have been the sign of a very suicidal mind.]

Hello! are you enjoying the visit and the biannual chaos?

[pinnedbangs]

The what? [Biannual huh? He's stuffing his face with delicious food, sorry.]

[paladinlost]

The, well-

[He just gestures around, somewhat in the direction of the street where tons of people can be heard.]

It's that time of the year again.

[pinnedbangs]

[CHEW CHEW GULP CHEW CHEW SWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLOW]

Huh. Never noticed. It's like this video game place is trying to celebrate a party or send everyone back to where ever they came from.

[paladinlost]

The accepted etiquette, when one hosts a formal party, is to invite each guest personally and accept their refusal if needed. I assume you received no such invitation?

[Rude, Johto/Kanto. Very rude.]