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]

_{[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.

[usedroar]

[If he could manage pacing, he would. You can hear it in his voice.]

No...no, this doesn't make any sense, I--

[He pauses, mind reeling. This doesn't make any sense...him being here, him being like...this...talking rocks?

[But it doesn't matter...none of that matters, it doesn't even matter whether or not he believes it, he just--]

I have to get home...

I can't stay here, I have to get home.

[foolishwren]

_{[Damn it's awkward being the one who has to break the news to somebody. :I]}

... Well...

I know it's hard to hear, but you can't. Pretty much everybody has to go home but there's pretty much no way out until this place decides it's sick of you and poofs you back home.