exeggutorhead | 58th Transformation [video/action for Olivine]

[This feed goes up not too long after midnight; Envy had just meant to take a quick walk, maybe stop by the Pokemart…]

[That's not what wound up happening.]

[The video shows him huddled under the awning of a shop, with a strange catlike Pokemon clinging to the top of his head and staring with wide, traumatized eyes at the 'Gear. It's kneading at the top of Envy's head and purring anxiously. The dark around him is full of light thumps and mews as things that are much larger than raindrops land on the ground and on top of the awning.]

[Envy just looks a mix of incredibly annoyed and even more incredibly baffled. There are little cat scratches all up and down his arms, shoulders, and even a few on his face. He is studiously ignoring the cat on his head. He already tried getting it off. It didn't work.]

Okay, there's no hurricane this time so what the hell is going on? I haven't even seen this kind of cat-thing before!

[He mutters as an afterthought:] At least it's not sharks.

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That's ridiculous.

[The voice comes quickly, even though he's getting visual proof that what Envy is saying isn't a lie. It is literally raining cats wherever he is, and as he hears more dull thumps and mewls of distress, he keeps talking.]

Where are you?

[He snorts, amusement breaking through the annoyance for a second.]

You say that like everything here isn't ridiculous already.

I'm in Olivine. Where are you?

[Yes, well, he is on his feet now and heading toward the nearest exit, if the sound of rapid footsteps and his voice coming from a bit farther off is anything to go by. For a second he's tempted to just ignore the question, but eventually he relents with a sigh.]

Goldenrod.

[There's a pause and the sound of a door being opened, followed by rustling over the microphone.

...Then, quiet like the jaws theme, a chorus of frantic meowing calls out into the night, and without warning Nagi finds himself jerking a hand up as something scales his leg rather quickly.

A few somethings.]

W-...what-!?

[MEW MEW MEW MEW MEW MEW]

[Well that sure answers the question of if this is happening other places.]

[It answers it in the best way possible because somebody might be having a worse time than him now. And that makes it hilarious.]

Careful, if they get on you you'll never get them off!

[Yeah he's only barely not laughing. If only because he wants to be able to hear what happens next.]

Edited 2014-09-01 05:10 (UTC)

[...Well it's a little too late for that now, isn't it? Because now Nagi's shirt is weighted down with one of the small kittens trying to climb up to his shoulder, with another two catching on and starting to climb up his pants.

He puts a stop to that right quick, reaching down with his free hand to pull one of them from his pants leg, only to have it replaced by a fourth almost immediately.

Through it all, the poor things are still coming down. Nagi doesn't answer right away because he is that bewildered, coupled with grunts of frustration over the panicked mews as he tries to peel the little Pokemon from his body.]

When- when did this start?

[He manages to grind out, one of the Pokemon clinging to his shoulder, another held temporarily in his arm, and the other two still beating a path to his other shoulder as fast as they can go.]

Not very long ago!

[The first meeeeeeeewwhump had been written off as 'probably just a Meowth falling off a roof'. Then there had been another. And then it had just been more and more and more.]

Having some trouble?

[He's still trying so hard not to start laughing but there is no hiding this shit eating grin.]

[Shut up.

Once he's righted himself, he's got four Espurrs on his person, hanging on for dear life. There are still many more plummeting from the heavens, and it is quite a sight to behold.]

I'm fine. But these...Pokemon aren't going to be if this keeps up.

Pokemon are sturdy.

If they keep falling like this, they might start piling up enough to be a cushion for the newest ones. Like snowdrifts.

[Snowdrifts made of live cats. Envy may have been talking to Henry a little too much over the years.]

[...why would you even...]

And what becomes of the ones trapped beneath?

I guess they'll have to get themselves out from underneath if they don't want to be there.

I didn't think that far into it, really.

I don't think they will be staying put long enough for that to happen.

[Especially if they're shooting up the nearest trees in their panic...or people, in his case.]

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