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☘ 034; [video/ backdated to 3/18]
Mar. 21st, 2013 08:13 pm[It's 11:48 AM the day after St. Patrick's Day.]
[Do you know where your Lancer is?]
[As a matter of fact, he appears to be facedown and more or less unconscious on a couch in the Celadon Breeding Center. But that's in the background, so who cares? Holding the Pokegear at tiny, stubby arms' length is a very cheerful Audino. She smiles brightly at the camera before gingerly setting it down on a nearby table. Now one can get a clear view of the comatose and very, very hung over Lancer. The happy pink Pokemon waves a hand at him as if to say 'and this is our subject today!'.]
[She waddles behind the couch, disappearing for about half a minute before slowly reappearing over the back of said furniture; was she climbing up there for some reason? With no small amount of effort, she pulled herself up to sit on the back of the couch, sighing as she took a moment to rest. It's tough to get around when you're short.]
[Without warning, she drops from the back of the couch directly onto Lancer's spine. Wow, that looked like it hurt, but he didn't make a sound...either he's really out cold or he's dead. Paying no attention to her Trainer's plight, Guinevere the Audino very simply waved at the camera and...]
[...started braiding his hair.]
[Do you know where your Lancer is?]
[As a matter of fact, he appears to be facedown and more or less unconscious on a couch in the Celadon Breeding Center. But that's in the background, so who cares? Holding the Pokegear at tiny, stubby arms' length is a very cheerful Audino. She smiles brightly at the camera before gingerly setting it down on a nearby table. Now one can get a clear view of the comatose and very, very hung over Lancer. The happy pink Pokemon waves a hand at him as if to say 'and this is our subject today!'.]
[She waddles behind the couch, disappearing for about half a minute before slowly reappearing over the back of said furniture; was she climbing up there for some reason? With no small amount of effort, she pulled herself up to sit on the back of the couch, sighing as she took a moment to rest. It's tough to get around when you're short.]
[Without warning, she drops from the back of the couch directly onto Lancer's spine. Wow, that looked like it hurt, but he didn't make a sound...either he's really out cold or he's dead. Paying no attention to her Trainer's plight, Guinevere the Audino very simply waved at the camera and...]
[...started braiding his hair.]
