// adventure time, c'mon grab your friends

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Who: Lancer, Saber, and open!
Where: Various sections of the Safari Zone
When: 5/16
Summary: A FUN DAY ON SAFARI!
Rating: PG
Log:

[The Safari Zone was a pleasant place, full of wildlife and the occasional trainer throwing rocks at said wildlife.]

[Which really didn't seem like a good idea even on paper. So Arceus only knew what Paras 'shrooms someone was popping to come up with that brilliant idea.]

[But catching Pokemon? Well, anybody would be on board with that.]

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[Lancer could be found in a few different areas that day; truthfully, it was rare for him to go out and catch Pokemon himself. Most of those he came across either were left to him by others or...well, there was the time an Espurr picked up a Pokeball and bonked it against her head.]

[Needless to say, this wasn't something he purposefully set out to do often, and he intended to enjoy it.]

[...or, as was the case in the peak area of the Safari Zone, running like a blue and flourescent streak of hellfire, a shiny Pichu holding on to his shoulder for dear life as they were chased by a swarm of Murkrow. Anyone unfortunate enough to be standing where he was running past would be subjected to an odd Doppler effect of frantic screaming:]

KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT GODDAMN CROWS--

[A little later that day would find a slightly scratched up Lancer with said Pichu hiding in his collar, the pair of them taking no chances and guarded by a Rapidash as they wandered the desert area.]

Why'd they give us rocks, anyway? Think it's to drive 'em out of bushes or something? [Tossing one of the objects in question to himself, he looked to the Rapidash--she just shook her head, not knowing any more about it than her trainer. Shrugging, Lancer threw the rock at a nearby tree, connecting with a sharp and solid whunk.]

Whatever. C'mon, Liath Macha, let's-...go...?

[As the sound of impact had faded, the leaves of that tree had started to shake in a way that a small rock couldn't possibly have caused. With an unholy screeching, a very angry Fearow whose afternoon nap had just been disturbed came rocketing out, bladelike beak heading straight for Lancer's head.]

Oh, HELL NO-- [Jumping straight on the Rapidash's back, he took off in a trail of fire with a giant winged hellspawn in hot pursuit.]

[Needless to say, it had not been an easy day for Lancer and his band of adorable misfits. By late afternoon, the legendary hero was sprawled on his back in the swamp, having visibly all but given up on the day as a whole. The Pichu that had kept him company despite its best interest was curled up on his chest and off the ground, taking a nap.]

[...This had not yet gone entirely as planned.]