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[battledancing]

[Somewhere around the CMA, there's a Cynthia and her Garchomp, both having recently returned to the Island in a blissful state of ignorance concerning latest events. Which may or may not make for awkward meetings, depending on what fate held in store for the Champion.

For now, she has found herself a nice little spot to do some catching up on her

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[nomissings]

[Unfortunately for them both, saying that it was peaceful was like telling the great spirit of Murphy to mess things up and make it peaceful no more.

Case in point, a man screams as he falls from the sky and is plowed into the
ground nearby.]

......owie......

[battledancing]

[Yes, of course she had to go and jinx it. But that's not her main concern; right now, she's more worried about the figure who just happened to land by out of the blue.]

Are you all right?

[nomissings]

[He pops right up with a comical SPROOOOOOINGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!! sound. He looks....out of it to say the least]

And that was the news. We're turning it over to Malcom for sports. Malcom?

[And he falls over again :V]

[battledancing]

[Blink, blink.]

Ah... Are you sure you don't need help? You might have had a concussion there...

[nomissings]

[He mumbles, face down in the dirt]

Today we have a great program in store with WhatsHerFace dancing the macerena with GARCHERchomp. We'll see how they compare to UnstoppableHatChild and his electric rat when they perform the robot.

[Yeah, he's not getting up]

[battledancing]

[... okay, she officially doesn't know what to do. Staring down at the man.]

Sir, you're not making any sense...