The 1st Roar | Accidental Video / Action for New Bark Town

[usedroar]

[It wasn't that his PokéGear was looking particularly tasty that afternoon, nor was it giving off any significantly threatening sort of air...

[No, twas curiosity that caused the cat to chomp down on his hard metal device, succeeding only in unintentionally beginning a broadcast and scaring the absolute piss out of himself.]

What the--!

[Yup. That shiny rock you just bit sure did just make a sound, and now that you've pulled it far away enough from your face to see what's going on on its screen, you...

[...yelp like a little cub and chuck it across the way!

[Goooood going.]

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[foolishwren]

<sub>[WHY HELLO, KOVU.]

[It's been a long time.]

[Also, that shiny rock is about to talk to you in the dulcet sarcastic tones of a girl.]</sub>

Wow.

Did you seriously just try to bite your PokeGear?

[usedroar]

[WHY HELLO, HEATHER.

[He has...no idea who you are.

[Rolling his eyes.]

Gee, what was your first clue?

[foolishwren]

_{[THAT'S QUITE ALL RIGHT, because to be frank, she doesn't know who he is, either. Might ring some bells once he's introduced himself, but... well, it's been a long, long time.]}

A nice view of the inside of your mouth got me headed in the right direction.

_{[Of course, she's seen plenty of critters-turned-people who are confused by the 'Gear (among, you know, other things), but usually they don't speak in perfect Human.]}

What did you think was gonna happen?

[usedroar]

Well, not...that! This!

[foolishwren]

Well, gee, that tells me a lot.

What were you, raised by wolves?

[usedroar]

What? No.

I was raised by lions.

[Duh. What kind of question is that?]

[foolishwren]

_{[She pauses to just sort of. Look. At the screen for a moment. And then decides to assume he was trying to be funny and not really succeeding.]}

... Well, whatever.

I can tell you right now that eating this thing will not only be unproductive, but wreak havoc on your digestive system.

[usedroar]

[Oh my God, not that again--]

I wasn't trying to eat it.

[foolishwren]

Sooo... what were you trying to do, then?

[usedroar]

I wasn't--

I was just trying to--

[A small, frustrated growl.]

Just-- Nevermind! It doesn't matter!

[foolishwren]

All right, all right. Jeez. Keep your panties on.

[usedroar]

My what?!

[He doesn't know what those are, but he's pretty sure they're not a good thing.]

[foolishwren]

I said panties.

Do you have a hearing problem or do you like... literally not comprehend anything I'm saying?

_{[There's a pause.]}

... For the record, that's a legitimate question.

_{[A Victorian lady who literally couldn't tell if Heather was male or female had showed up awhile ago. :I Anything is possible.]}

[usedroar]

No, you're just not making any sense.

What are...panties?

[foolishwren]

_[...]

... Uhh.

Hm.

... Underwear?

Tighty-whities?

... I guess in your case, manties would be a better choice.

_{[... Wait.]}

Are you even wearing anything?

[usedroar]

What? You mean this?

[He says, tugging at the collar of his t-shirt.]

I guess so...

[foolishwren]

Okay. Whew.

The thing you're wearing THERE is your shirt.

The stuff below THAT?

Panties.

Manties.

Whatever.

It's what stops you from walking around swayin' in the wind, is what I'm saying.

[usedroar]

[Wrinkling his nose, he glances down at the fabric covering his legs. That must be what she means by panties, but...]

What are you talking about?

[foolishwren]

Clothing.

I am talking about clothing.

Are you familiar with the concept of clothing?

[usedroar]

No, I'm not familiar with the concept of clothing.

[And he doesn't really appreciate your tone, thanks.]

I'm not familiar with the concept of...any of this!

[Wide gesturing to the air around him.]

[foolishwren]

... Okay. Hold up.

Has anyone explained any of this to you?

[usedroar]

No, as a matter of fact, they haven't.

[He says with a growl. It's really starting to get irritating.]

[foolishwren]

Oh.

_{[Well... that puts it into perspective.]}

... Okayyy. So.

Well.

... This is a different world from wherever you came from, and chances are everyone you're talking to on this screen is like you, someone who was brought here from somewhere else.

_{[The teasing is gone from her tone. She hadn't realized how confused he really WAS.]}

[usedroar]

[He appreciates that, at least. Or...he would if he weren't still so frustrated...]

That's not possible...

[Because being turned into a different species apparently isn't sending the message that this isn't exactly supposed to make sense.]

[foolishwren]

'Fraid it is.

Even if you don't believe me, it doesn't change the facts.