gotta catch 'em all (so true)

[affectionatetype]

I'm not sure what we're doing here, mun-mun. Are there poffins? The pink ones, with the sprinkles on top? Or trainers?

Let's explore!

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[150th]

Are you so dependent on your mun?

[affectionatetype]

I'm not sure.

Is that bad?

She promises to show me new places, and says there are new people for me to meet. Look! I've already met you.

[150th]

You could meet them on your own.

[affectionatetype]

Are you alone?

[150th]

I have a mun. But I don't answer to her.

[affectionatetype]

And it doesn't get lonely?

[150th]

Such a weak emotion serves nothing.

[affectionatetype]

You can choose not to feel an emotion?

[150th]

You can choose to ignore it.

[affectionatetype]

Doesn't fixing it seem more sensible?

[150th]

I could create companions, as I was created. They would understand.

[takeoutthetrash]

I, uh, I wouldn't be so excited about that, if I were you.

I mean, there's some pretty nasty places out there. Or so I've heard.

[affectionatetype]

How so?

[takeoutthetrash]

Well, I haven't actually been around all that much. But, y'know, you hear stories. Nothin' I wanna repeat.

[affectionatetype]

Oh. Mun-mun has her heart set on something, too.

If it's bad, though, maybe I can protect the humans there. Has your mun found you a home?

[takeoutthetrash]

M-me? Yeah, I mean, I suppose I've got sort of a good thing going on right now. Not as, y'know, action-packed as some'a the other places, but it's cozy.

How about you?

[affectionatetype]

So long as you have someone's arm to hold onto while you walk, that's all that matters.

Nowhere yet, but that is why mun-mun is searching.

[takeoutthetrash]

I, uh, wouldn't really say I've got anybody to do that with, considering. But, y'know, I've made some pretty good friends so far. Real swell guys, all of 'em.

[He seems really happy about the idea that he has friends. Like, inordinately so.]

[affectionatetype]

[ She extends a glove-clad hand, ears giving a twitch. ]

Can we be friends, too?

[takeoutthetrash]

[He raises a dripping, club-like arm, but then hesitates. Gershel is not the kind of guy you want to touch, under any circumstance.]

I-I guess. I mean, if you'll have me.

[affectionatetype]

[ She has encountered Muk and Barboach; a little trash isn't going to hurt. Eagerly, she swings Gershel's club-like arm to and fro. ]

I'm Nymphia!

[takeoutthetrash]

Gershel. It's, it's a pleasure t'meet you, Miss Nymphia!

[her_gift]

What's a poffin?

[affectionatetype]

[ Wrong question. ]

A poffin! [ Flailing arms. ] They can be sweet, spicy, bitter, sour, or sometimes dry, but they're almost always good. Unless you burn them.

The pink ones are best!

You've never had one?

[her_gift]

( Huh. ) Is it like a muffin? Or a cupcake? I've had those. ( But they were never bitter, spicy or sour. )

[affectionatetype]

Maybe? [ Not that she has ever had either, but! ] Which is better, muffins or cupcakes?

So long as they aren't the green ones.

[her_gift]

Cupcakes usually have icing on them. They're sweeter, though muffins can be sweet too. Depends on the flavor.


What's wrong with the green ones?

A wild Glaceon appears!

[snowcloak]

Plenty of trainers, but poffins are surprisingly hard to find around these parts. Good ones, even moreso. Nobody seems to get the dough right.

[yuureiressha]

— a cosplayer?

While I admire your dedication, perhaps it's best not to indulge too much in food not meant for human palates.