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lightningfang[video - route 29, backdated to 1/4. action responses welcome too!]
[The video clicks on to the darkened, zoomed in face of a Bunnelby. It sniffs at the PokeGear and its sudden light and noises, then quickly loses interest. As it moves on, daylight filters in and illuminates the contents of a bag, all being jostled as the Pokemon rummages around.
This goes on for a minute or two before the bag sags, revealing some of the surrounding forest and... a giant Eevee?
No, actually... It's a person wearing an Eevee kigurumi over the outside of their clothes, like an animal skin. The kid is silent and stern-faced, in the stalking stance of a predator as he gets closer and closer... and finally, after crouching, he pounces.
Quite a few things happen in the next span of two seconds. The Gear gets thrown out into the snow as the boy lands, and the Bunnelby screams in surprise. The bark of a Rockruff sounds off furiously in tandem. There's the loud, wet splat of a Mud-Slap hitting true, and a pained grunt from the victim.
Upside down, the camera still films the Bunnelby sprinting back off into the trees, and the boy now caked in mud heaves a sigh as he starts to scrape the dirt from his eyes and mouth.]
[action - cherrygrove, forward-dated to 1/6]
[After nightfall, it may be considered wise for most humans in Cherrygrove to be indoors and bundled up. After all, the combination of snow and ocean air only serves to exacerbate the cold.
It seems, though, that isn't the case for one person. A skinny teenaged boy in tattered clothing and his Rockruff shadow slink through the quiet town, avoiding streetlamps, windows, and doorways. When things catch his attention -- an odd machine, a distant noise -- he pauses to stare and listen and sniff, but ultimately keeps moving. When he stays still, the chill really sets in, and he can't afford to get much colder.
Like a stray dog, he follows his nose to the back entrances of what few restaurants there are and starts picking through the trash. His face is curious, seemingly ignorant to the fact that it's... you know. Trash.]
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