☆66.5☆ [Fourth Wall]

[tearsofademon]

[So someone has decided to make a fort of blankets and pillows in the corner of the bedroom, and despite a certain Clefairy tugging at his pant leg to try and get him to come out, he's not budging.]

No way, Rose! Every time this happens, I get buried in crap or something else bothersome happens! I'm just gonna wait it out until everything calms down, and nothing annoying's gonna happen.

[Care to glitch into his room and prove him wrong?]

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[peridork]

Peridot. [ That's all the explanation she gives, while she casts a critical eye around the room. ]

Ecruteak, huh.

[Pause.]

Gaahhhh, great. Just great! [ She slaps her little green hands to her face and drags them down slowly, before casting a baleful eye on Ryner. ] What do you suppose the odds are that I'll glitch right back to where I was in a few minutes so that I don't have to spend literal days making my way back to Goldenrod? [Her own tone suspects that she does not think the odds are very good.]

[tearsofademon]

[Well, a name's a start.]

In my experience? Depends how nice the world feels like being to you. From here, it could be nice and send you back there, at least close. Or it could think it's being funny and send you to the top of Lavender's radio tower. Or the bottom of the Seafoam Islands. Or buried head-first in the sand in Cianwood.

Hell, even if it does send you back to Goldenrod, you might end up on top of the vending machines in the department store, or something.

[peridork]

Figures. Why can't this world come equipped with warp pads!? If we had those I could just--

[Houndour chooses this moment to snort embers at Clefairy, setting the floor on fire. Because of course, she can't just glitch into their house without causing some kind of destruction while she's there.]

[tearsofademon]

Warp pads?

[because when one is from medieval fantasy, one can still only learn so much in five years about technology.

The Clefairy squeaks a bit and immediately grabs one of the blankets to smother the embers before anything can spread. ...Then she glares at the Houndour again and starts muttering the beginnings of an incantation and sparking with electricity, but is stopped when Ryner grabs her by the back of her neck.]

Oi, Rose. You know the rules.