[accidental voice]

[tsunsandsteals]

...why am I...where the hell is my shirt?! What is this place, what am I doing here?! Where's the Pokemon Center and the PokeMart and all the other idiots running around the city? Why does my back it-

-no. This-is this someone's stupid idea of a joke?! Wings, what the hell. Why do I have wings? Is there any way to get rid of them? Maybe they're just taped on, yeah, maybe I can just try to

Ow! No, they're real. Ugh, I'm going to be feeling that for-

-wait a minute, the journal, it's...it's recording everything I say! What the hell is going on here?!

Not that I'm scared. That'd be the reaction of a weak person, and I am notweak. It's just a stupid situation is all, and I'll get to the bottom of it. I'll find whoever's responsible for this and kick their ass!

Comments

[voice]

[sketchingideals]

I'm sorry, you're not at your home anywhere. This is a place called Luceti! Um... do you mind telling me where you are? I'll do my best to help you, I promise!

And... you'll want to leave your wings be. If one of them gets removed, you'll get really sick! And if both of them get removed... you just want to leave them alone, okay?

[Voice]

[shamelessness]

[Wow this person sounds so lost and angry! Maybe she should help.]

H-hello? Are you okay? [That wing pulling sounded like it hurt.]

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[tsuntrader]

[...Who's this douchebag?]

[Voice]

[mischiefbreeder]

[...He sounds like Silver. Kind of, anyway. Silver's way more reserved-sounding than this guy could ever be.]

You got any other tricks up your sleeve, or is whining endlessly your only one?

[ voice ]

[happyends]

U-um.. I'm not sure what a Pokemon Center or a PokeMart is, but they don't have either of those here, I-I'm sure..

[ yes, she's a little awkward and shy. ]

[befriending]

This's Luceti.

And there's no Pokemon Center or Pokemart here.

[nothing...yet]

[antlioncyclone]

[what

the

hell



uhhhhh

welp today looks like a "patrol the village in search of a particular interesting something" day]

[voice]

[moehealer]

What's wrong, Silv--

[--Wait, no. That's... weird. The little picture of this guy in the journal looks like Silver. He even sounds like Silver. ...kind of. He's clearly not Silver though. At least, not the one she knows.]

...Um. Are you okay?

[Voice]

[sketch_m_all]

[Wow, this guy sounds like an incredible jerk. Even so, Tracey will offer assistance, because people have to stick together in this place, right? Especially when they're from the same world.]

Hey, uhm... Are you all right? Do you need anything?