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Ethan "That Guy" Gold Hibiki Newbarkington II ([personal profile] feelsgoldman) wrote in [community profile] pokedrifting2012-04-13 07:05 pm
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BZZT

[Ethan's on the hunt.

For food, actually, because he's pretty far away from the Pokémon Center and there's a rumbly in his tumbly. He should've packed something with him before venturing out so far, probably, but well. ETHAN forgot FORESIGHT, to put it simply.

So with an equally hungry Ampharos at his side, the two are searching high and low for edible berries of some sort, or possibly even a river for some fish. Ampharos probably shouldn't get too close to that river, though.]


Man... I didn't think finding some food in this place would be this hard. Think we should just give up and try to head back?

[Ampharos isn't paying attention. Instead, she perks up at the sound of something rustling in the trees and immediately zaps it with a light Thundershock. It could be food! Or something that is carrying food! You don't know!

In reality, it's an unfortunate you. Oh no. :(]
ducttaped: Ethan from Pokemon looking surprised (who left that in the washing machine)

[personal profile] ducttaped 2012-04-15 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
[[ooc: HI JULIE]]

[There's a surprised squeak, and a bit more rustling, before a brown-and-tan puffball comes rolling out from behind the nearest tree.

Have a furret, who is now having a very Bad Hair Day, looking morosely up at you. Static-charged fur sticking up everywhere! Her trainer comes out a few seconds later, following his pokemon.]


Pecha! Are you okay! What... [He looks up, and sees—]

Woah, you look just like me!
ducttaped: Ethan from Pokemon slumped over a typhlosion (we drank *how* much goldschlager?)

[personal profile] ducttaped 2012-04-17 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
We even sound the same! Our voices, I mean.

[This is not exactly true, but Ethan—well, this one, anyway—is not exactly observant, either.

He walks towards you slowly, ducking forward so that he's peering up at you.]


Are you really me? What were you doing last night?

[The furret looks back and forth, trying to figure out how her trainer just duplicated. She's hanging back behind her trainer now, though. She also gives herself a little shake. Nope. Still a puffball.]