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Route 29: mods ([personal profile] these_balls) wrote in [community profile] route_10652014-09-14 12:15 am

Oh I Wonder Wonder Do I Do I Do

Who: Anyone in [community profile] route_29!
Where: Standing in front of your PC!
When: The Week of September 14 through 20
Summary: A mod-hosted venue for players to thread out trades of Gen VI Pokemon!
Rating: G unless otherwise specified (so please specify if necessary)!
Log:



HOW TO USE THIS LOG:

• We've provided seven headers, one for each day, swarm, and location!

• Characters currently in the area who are offering to send out swarm Pokemon on that day should respond to that header with offers/an IC starter of choice/etc!

• Characters who have incorporated an offer to send out Pokemon in one of their own posts are also invited to link to their posts on this log if they so desire!

• Characters looking for swarm Pokemon respond to available starters and thread from there!

• Threads completed on this log do count towards AC, provided they meet our usual standards!

• Please try to keep threads reasonably on-topic; while we're in no way discouraging characters from making friends and building CR on this log, please utilize network posts or IC inboxes for threads purely relating to general gameplay conversations.

• For general information about the swarm plot, check here!

• For this week's swarm calendar, check here!

• For moderator questions about the swarm plot, check here!
tentacletrainer: (pic#5394226)

[personal profile] tentacletrainer 2014-09-14 10:13 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeah. Sorry. She's laughing.]

While drumsticks do sound good and I could rock a feathered boa in that shade of pink fabulously, I believe I can only offer to take one off your hands for you.

[Come on, it can't be that bad! They really like you! What is better than the love of a Pokemon?]
lieutenantantichrist: (how my hair look)

[personal profile] lieutenantantichrist 2014-09-14 11:11 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, yeah, see how funny it is when you have one of these bastards getting all friendly with your beard.

[The one nestled by his face chirrups. It's all scratchy!]

All right, hold on a second. C'mere you little-

[One's strutting across the table in reach, so he grabs it by its legs.

Turns out they do not like being grabbed by their legs.]


Ow! Son of a bitch!

[He yanks back his pecked hand as the tiny bird flaps off, shrilly tweeting its opinion of him in detail.]

Christ, will one of you bastards hold still?

[Steve happens to hear from the sidewalk nearby, where she is chalking a tiny-bird-sized hopscotch court on the pavement and being no help at all. There's a row of birds taking turns to bounce their way across. She gives the nearest a gentle bop on the head.

Blake's still grabbing uselessly at the little things and snarling profanities when Steve taps him on the knee. She holds out the woozy bird.]
-little tweety pieces of-- oh. Thanks.

[He digs out a ball and soon the thing is safely ensconced. He holds it up to the camera.]

There ya go. I'll drop it in the mail as soon as Alfred Hitchcock's fuckin' wet dream dies down some.