Forgive my weakness and forgive my sins

 [Cecil is looking very weary and business-like today. He also looks about to be smothered by an avalanche of eggs.

Both of these facts might be related.]

My dearest team has blessed me with wonderful eggs, and for merely P1500 part of that blessing can be yours. Do you not wish to meet new companions at this time of the year?

[His voice is as flat as it can get, and his sentence ends in a sigh.]

...I would be most grateful if you took them off my hands, truly.


((ooc: There are still many eggs left! Come and get your awesome Pokébabies!))

[Some distance away, to the left of the (somewhat static-y) screen, a days-old Elgyem stands, panting and looking quite determined. To the right is a small plate, filled with tasty-looking berries. And between the two... a chair. A somewhat heavy-looking chair.

Now, a normal Pokémon would simply walk around the chair to reach the goodies, but Fu is obviously not a normal Pokémon. He's a paragon of strength and power! He's the standard by which all Pokémon should be measured! Which is why he bravely starts running and slams into the chair, in an attempt to move it out of the way.

It's quite obviously not working.]

Is that -ouch- truly normal behavior for -ow, dammit- Psychic-types?

[Poor Cecil (who will be staying offscreen, thank you) sounds completely baffled, and Fu apparently doesn't appreciate that. He turns around to look at his trainer, frowns, and literally launches himself at the protesting man. It would have been more impressive had it not been followed by a crack, a shout of surprise and a bout of wailing worthy of Whitney.]

...Does anyone know how to rid -ow- oneself of leftover static electricity? It makes dealing with him more -erk- complicated than it should be.