Who: A wild Ivysaur and everyone who crosses his path What: Your nature walk just got more interesting Where: FDC woods When: He'll be here all week until he's murdered Warnings: Fighting, swearing, violence towards flora, Death
Well. Waddle Dee didn't expect to come outside to do some window-work, only to find broken glass all over the place. He just wanted to clean some car windows (and... any other odd vehicle taking residence in the lot), but lo and behold, there wasn't very much for him to clean.
He sulked upon picking up a larger, jagged piece. What a shame. Who could have done such a thing?
There seemed to be several leaves fallen among the debris. The edges of these leaves were just as sharp as the glass shards. It wasn't an ordinary tree that could've shed these.
Maybe it was just the night wind that blew them in, but trail seemed to lead into the forest.
That was kind of a funny trail, but Waddle Dee paid little mind to it. It wasn't until he turned away and accidentally stepped on one of these leaves that he realized that they weren't ordinary.
He froze for a moment and as the sharp pain shot through his paw, all he could squeak was this:
"... Um. Ow."
The only way to tell that the pain was pretty nasty was through his natural blush on his cheeks growing larger and redder. His eyes probably welled up with water, too. Geez, that hurt, but... why? That was so confusing.
Maybe something was up. Using his trusty parasol, he used it as a crutch as he hobbled into the forest. He seemed a bit hesitant, though. It looked kind of scary in there...
Oh. Oh, hi Ivysaur. Nice day we're having, isn't it? Such a beautiful day oh god please stop growling please oh god don't hurt me.
Waddle Dee was a kind of small creature, probably about half the size of Ivysaur, so its mere height was already intimidating enough. Couple that with the growls, and it made it seem like the scariest terror to ever find in the forest. Dee was definitely shaking in his boots. He held out his parasol in front of him, frightened, reacting as if his foot didn't hurt at all anymore.
"I-I'm sorry! I... didn't mean to wake you. Sorry."
He sulked upon picking up a larger, jagged piece. What a shame. Who could have done such a thing?
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There seemed to be several leaves fallen among the debris. The edges of these leaves were just as sharp as the glass shards. It wasn't an ordinary tree that could've shed these.
Maybe it was just the night wind that blew them in, but trail seemed to lead into the forest.
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He froze for a moment and as the sharp pain shot through his paw, all he could squeak was this:
"... Um. Ow."
The only way to tell that the pain was pretty nasty was through his natural blush on his cheeks growing larger and redder. His eyes probably welled up with water, too. Geez, that hurt, but... why? That was so confusing.
Maybe something was up. Using his trusty parasol, he used it as a crutch as he hobbled into the forest. He seemed a bit hesitant, though. It looked kind of scary in there...
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Waddle Dee was a kind of small creature, probably about half the size of Ivysaur, so its mere height was already intimidating enough. Couple that with the growls, and it made it seem like the scariest terror to ever find in the forest. Dee was definitely shaking in his boots. He held out his parasol in front of him, frightened, reacting as if his foot didn't hurt at all anymore.
"I-I'm sorry! I... didn't mean to wake you. Sorry."
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