Post by Birdy on Oct 31, 2015 22:44:08 GMT -5
As you near the old oak tree that is Birdy's haunt, you wonder what she'll have in store this year. Candy? Fruit? Nothing? You glance around the roots of the tree, but see no one. And it appears the lights are all on in the small house up in the branches (that, you also note, have a lack of toilet paper on them this year), so perhaps she's actually up there this year.
Climbing onto the waiting platform that dangles from the branches, you wait for it to begin it's ascent into the sky.
As the platform raises, you look around, enjoying the view. The pleasurable experience, however, is shattered when you hear something, well, shattering. From above. You frown, now hearing shouting. What's going on? Is someone trying to rob Birdy? Is there danger?
As the platform shudders to a stop, you step onto the wrap-around porch in the branches. the shouting isn't quite so muffled now, and you are able to catch some words:
"Gah, no! Stop that!" you hear, coupled with the sound of what sounds like a stack of books falling over. (Or maybe it's an entire bookshelf?) "I said sto-- GET DOWN FROM THERE, YOU CRAZY-"
Every light in the house flickers, and a tremendous zap! can be hear, followed by a yelp. What on earth is going on in there?!
Fearing there won't be any candy left if whatever is happening continues to happen, you hurry to the door and knock.
Some shuffling is heard, then the door is answered by a pirate Grundo.
"Ahoy," he says, moving to the side and opening the door to let you in, if you so choose. "Welcome. Ignore the sounds of struggle, it's nothing to worry about. Just ol' Legolas over there busy babysitting."
You glance inside, and catch a glimpse of this "Legolas". He doesn't look much like the elf of literary and movie fame, except for being dressed like him. And having a rather large set of elf-ears attached to his head.
He glares at the Grundo. "My name," he says tartly, "is not Legolas. It is--"
Whatever his name is, he doesn't get the chance to say, for at that moment, a strange creature - no, wait, a Pikachu, you notice - leaps through the air and attaches itself to the elf's head with a gleeful squeal. It then proceeds to happily send a jolt of electricity through his hair, causing to the stand on end.
Muttering darkly in a language you don't recognize, he removes the creature from his head and drops it to the floor, where it scampers away.
"I still don't know what I did to deserve this," he mutters, smoothing his long white hair back down to something resembling normal.
"Oh, let's see," the Grundo (you keep thinking he looks vaguely familiar - perhaps it's the scar on his face?) begins to count on his fingers. "Three years ago, you kept trying to steal all the candy. The year after that, you locked Birdy out of her own house. Then last year, you covered her tree in toilet paper. And now, just a couple weeks ago, you pushed her down a hill - while she was wearing roller blades. So, hmm, yeah - you're right. You're totally the victim here."
The elf shoots a glare - did his eyes just give a flickering glow? - and skulks back into the depths of the house, muttering about making sure the others don't destroy everything. (After some thought, you decide he must mean other Pokemon - you can see some various species hopping and/or flying about in the background.)
"Sorry about him," the Grundo says. "He's just grumpy because Birdy tricked him into granting her a favour. That favour turned out to be babysitting her extra Pokemon while so goes out trick-or-treating." The Grundo smirks, obviously amused by this. "Anyway, I haven't introduced myself, have I? I'm Parlax. Yeah, that Parlax. As for why I'm pirate-coloured instead of Split? Well. Let's just say I'm not going to be trusting anything Birdy gives me to eat or drink for a long, looooong time..."
He shakes his head. "Anyway, what I can I get for you? We've got candy, apples, more candy, aaaaand I could probably raid a cupboard or two if there's something else you want. Or you could talk to Mister Sunshine over there, if you're feeling lucky."
So? What will it be?
Candy? Fruit? Cupboard raid? Or take your chances with the grumpy Legolas-wannabe?
Climbing onto the waiting platform that dangles from the branches, you wait for it to begin it's ascent into the sky.
As the platform raises, you look around, enjoying the view. The pleasurable experience, however, is shattered when you hear something, well, shattering. From above. You frown, now hearing shouting. What's going on? Is someone trying to rob Birdy? Is there danger?
As the platform shudders to a stop, you step onto the wrap-around porch in the branches. the shouting isn't quite so muffled now, and you are able to catch some words:
"Gah, no! Stop that!" you hear, coupled with the sound of what sounds like a stack of books falling over. (Or maybe it's an entire bookshelf?) "I said sto-- GET DOWN FROM THERE, YOU CRAZY-"
Every light in the house flickers, and a tremendous zap! can be hear, followed by a yelp. What on earth is going on in there?!
Fearing there won't be any candy left if whatever is happening continues to happen, you hurry to the door and knock.
Some shuffling is heard, then the door is answered by a pirate Grundo.
"Ahoy," he says, moving to the side and opening the door to let you in, if you so choose. "Welcome. Ignore the sounds of struggle, it's nothing to worry about. Just ol' Legolas over there busy babysitting."
You glance inside, and catch a glimpse of this "Legolas". He doesn't look much like the elf of literary and movie fame, except for being dressed like him. And having a rather large set of elf-ears attached to his head.
He glares at the Grundo. "My name," he says tartly, "is not Legolas. It is--"
Whatever his name is, he doesn't get the chance to say, for at that moment, a strange creature - no, wait, a Pikachu, you notice - leaps through the air and attaches itself to the elf's head with a gleeful squeal. It then proceeds to happily send a jolt of electricity through his hair, causing to the stand on end.
Muttering darkly in a language you don't recognize, he removes the creature from his head and drops it to the floor, where it scampers away.
"I still don't know what I did to deserve this," he mutters, smoothing his long white hair back down to something resembling normal.
"Oh, let's see," the Grundo (you keep thinking he looks vaguely familiar - perhaps it's the scar on his face?) begins to count on his fingers. "Three years ago, you kept trying to steal all the candy. The year after that, you locked Birdy out of her own house. Then last year, you covered her tree in toilet paper. And now, just a couple weeks ago, you pushed her down a hill - while she was wearing roller blades. So, hmm, yeah - you're right. You're totally the victim here."
The elf shoots a glare - did his eyes just give a flickering glow? - and skulks back into the depths of the house, muttering about making sure the others don't destroy everything. (After some thought, you decide he must mean other Pokemon - you can see some various species hopping and/or flying about in the background.)
"Sorry about him," the Grundo says. "He's just grumpy because Birdy tricked him into granting her a favour. That favour turned out to be babysitting her extra Pokemon while so goes out trick-or-treating." The Grundo smirks, obviously amused by this. "Anyway, I haven't introduced myself, have I? I'm Parlax. Yeah, that Parlax. As for why I'm pirate-coloured instead of Split? Well. Let's just say I'm not going to be trusting anything Birdy gives me to eat or drink for a long, looooong time..."
He shakes his head. "Anyway, what I can I get for you? We've got candy, apples, more candy, aaaaand I could probably raid a cupboard or two if there's something else you want. Or you could talk to Mister Sunshine over there, if you're feeling lucky."
So? What will it be?
Candy? Fruit? Cupboard raid? Or take your chances with the grumpy Legolas-wannabe?
