paladinlost | 91st moon [the 4th Wall of Jericho]

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91st moon [the 4th Wall of Jericho]

[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.]

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Especially when hunting for food is not an option.

Is there nothing worth hunting in this world?

Nothing edible. Even the fish are too hard to be eaten.

Then... what do people live on?

Store-bought mystery meat. I've long learned not to ask questions about its component.

...I don't think I'd want to know either.

[That's just really disturbing.]

And it's not as if we can gather plants and berries instead, considering that most have terrible effects on humans.

What a strange place you live in, if you cannot gather food or hunt in a normal manner. I cannot imagine existing on only that which you can purchase.

I found it extremely strange at first, but these days I've become used to it. Perhaps because I now need to select and prepare all the ingredients myself.