8th Event Ζ Action for Everywhere Τ Fourth Wall Event!

[leftinbasketforfbi]

[WHY DOES THE WORLD HATE HIM

WHY

HE DID NOTHING TO IT

But for whatever reason, the world is glitching out around him in particular, and he somehow keeps finding himself landing in a tree. Or a cactus. Or an icy mountain face. Or a roof. Really, he's traveling around both Johto and Kanto, and he's getting a good view of every somewhat elevated surface out there.

So WHEREVER you are, there's the sound of a squeak yipe startled noise above you. And when you look up, there is a thoroughly frazzled genius sitting (or falling) about ten feet up.]

Comments

[tentacletrainer]

I promise you I'm touched. Sincerely so! But I'm not that difficult of a girl to please, much less sweep off her feet. Plus, I've taken care of enough injured boys to last me a life time. I'm sure neither of us want me to add a suitor to that list. [[With a little wink, she she gives up on the blonde hair for now as Vodka does his best to keep a good hold on the man. Though not without doing a little sniffing and inspecting.]]

No, what my hair is is a hassle.

[leftinbasketforfbi]

Next time, I think you should probably make that more clear. Just in case anyone makes the mistake.

[He is being sniffed. Why is he being sniffed?

Reid will pat the Dragonite's nose absently.] Well, I'm guessing it would be. Blonds have an average of 140,000 separate hair strands, and with hair that long, the probability that those 140,000 strands would get knotted and tangled approaches one. How did it grow that long so quickly?