een. {video/action for new bark town}
[ When he had woken up in "Mom's" house, the feeling of déjà vu immediately sank in and he briefly shrugged it off as some kind of lingering haze from passing out the night before. He can recall last night's encounter with the shady figure, talking to Spain and... Pokémon. That's when the memories of seven months in Johto truly hits him like a wave reaching the shore. He's been there, done that and now he's back like a mouse trapped in a maze. It's an odd feeling, though not necessarily a bad one.
He doesn't really have much time for mulling things over. Mom gives her usual speech (almost the same as last time) and wastes no time forcing him to leave the building so he can go on a great adventure. She doesn't even comment on her "son" being clad in only underwear and a scarf. What a neglectful mother. ]
[ Hello, Johto! With the summer cranking up the heat, it shouldn't come as a surprise to see a shirtless guy on the network. He is wearing shorts so no public indecency here. That's more like something France would do. If you're not distracted by his toned abs or too busy recoiling in disgust, the background shows New Bark Town with the front of "Mom's" house as the most obvious sign.
For those who knows him from before, the scarf gives off who he is pretty quickly. It's not around his neck this time due to the summer heat, and is instead draped over his shoulder. If he wasn't wearing it, recognizing him might've been difficult because of the current state of his hair. ]
Figures. I'm back in this shithole. The music's still obnoxious. [ with that said and done, he continues. ] So fill me in. What's happened in the past... three months.
[ he doesn't expect anything about anyone finding an exit, but he'd like to stay informed, just in case it's all part of a giant puzzle or something. he pauses, then moves on to the last part of the recording. ]
If you've got my Pokémon, I'd like them back. [ there is a 'please' somewhere in there, but he refrains from saying it. he doesn't want to sound desperate or anything. ]
[ and with a click, the feed ends. Anyone in New Bark will find him having some sort of staring contest with his Exeggcute.
... Looks like the cluster of eggs are winning. ]