2025-12-04

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[Cedric sits in his sleeping spot at Oran's low-tier housing. In the background, there are still some of his molted feathers from the last two months, albeit in a much smaller and less unwieldy stack. Much more organized is the sparkling collection of trinkets, at which the Murkrow gazes proudly before speaking to the Grumpearl.]

Good morning, fellow people- er, Pokémon. For those who don't know me, you may call me Cedric the Great, Cedric the Sensational, or just Cedric if you prefer.

Now when Siffrin and I located Delcatty's friend Furfrou, they thanked us in the form of this rock.

[He holds up a talon containing, you guessed it, a shiny rock.]

Despite the feline getting this somehow, they couldn't tell me what it is, and because the archives are utterly useless, nothing I could quickly dig up there proved informative either. I can only presume it pertains to the type we call Fire since, well look at it.

Therefore, if anyone else can enlighten me on this thing's properties, it'd be most appreciative. For such an apparently valuable gift, I would love to know what exactly I can do with it.
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[ eleanor's finally got a pearl, and she's figuring out how it all works. she's more than used to telepathic communication, having favoured it for communication between herself and her father back in rapture mere weeks ago. granted, she shared no pair bond with anybody here. where she is in this pearl isn't obvious, but it's quite dark, save for her face being illuminated by the grumpearl's faint light.

this pearl message, though, probably comes across much brighter and significantly louder to any poor, unsuspecting members of the network than eleanor seemingly has any intent for it to be. ]


Hello! Can you all hear me!

[ noticeably, her mouth isn't moving. she's worked out how this all works quite quickly, it seems. that being said, she does giggle out loud.

sorry to all who are subjected to this, you are being mentally flashbanged by a seventeen-year-old. brainblasted, if you will. ]
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[Mayaka places the Grumpearl on the bare floor of her newly acquired accommodations. To anyone tuning in, they'll see that this angle has created a fisheye effect, blowing up the lower part of her white Sneasel body and shrinking her head.]

Um... hello? This is Mayaka. I got here a few days ago and I'm a new member of the Lum Berry Guild.

[She speaks tentatively, assuming that the pearl is working. This reminds her of class introductions on the first day of school.]

Does anyone here know how to deal with these? [She waves her claws at the Grumpearl, trying to show the purple tint covering them -- a naturally-occurring venom Hisuian Sneasels produce.]

I poisoned someone - accidentally of course - and I don't want that to happen again! [The strict tone she uses seems to be directed at herself.]

[As Mayaka waits for a response, she looks around her tiny bedroom. It's sparse now, but she's been itching to set up a space to draw again. She hasn't picked up a pen since she landed here.]

... And also, if anyone knows where to get paper and pens, that would be nice too.

[This is a softer request, as if she'd be okay if no one heard. It's not obvious that she's asking about art materials, right? She doesn't even know if she has enough allowance to afford it after spending on basic necessities. Maybe it's pointless to ask.]

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