✓ 4 fangs [Action for Violet City/Video]
[Hey, Route! Ever wonder about the specific diets of Pokemon and what it takes to keep their appetites satisfied?
... What do you mean that's an uninteresting topic when there are battles to be had shaddup. 8|
Oh well, Coraline seems to be doing just that-- preparing meals for her Pokemon, who have lined up neatly before her, each with their own little bowl of typical Pokefeed, plus a few berries she's taken time to collect. The only exception seems to be her Golbat.
... Her six-foot-tall, nearly-twice-her-size Golbat. The giant bat is sitting on the ground, feet out and wings sprawled out at his sides, his mouth-- which is bigger than Coraline is-- gaping open to show those four glistening fangs.]
Gol gol.
Yeah, yeah, I'm... oof-- getting it, would you hang on for two seconds, Ding?
Golbat!
[And here comes the bat's pint-sized trainer, who is dragging in a hefty bucket-full of Pokefeed with difficulty-- buckets that easily dwarf the other Pokemon's bowls. A few minutes later, and she's brought in two more. Coraline drops the last bucket down in front of the Golbat with a grunt and places her hands on her hips.]
Th-there! [PANT PANT.] You happy now?
[The Golbat stares into the bucket, then... frowns A FROWN THE SIZE OF GOD. When your mouth takes up pretty much your whole body, your frowns are very effective in conveying their message of DISAPPOINT.
Coraline gapes, and is soon scowling right back into the giant bat's face.] Wh... What'd I do wrong?! Augh-- You're usually fine with this, what's the matter with you? Ever since you evolved, you're--
[The Golbat raises a wing and prods at Coraline's hands, turning them over to display several scratches-- the result of TOO MUCH ADVENTURE. Her palms are still... a little bloody, thanks to Coraline's apparent inability to put on some bandaids. The Golbat gestures-- rather clearly-- to them, putting on a batty grin. Coraline looks horrified.]
Bat bat.
... Oh... Oh, that can't be good.
[Within the next moment, she's scrambling for the 'gear, peering into it almost desperately. She can be found outside Violet's Pokemon Center doing just that, surrounded by her team-- who all look very confused by her startled reaction. Geez, trainer, calm down.]
Okay... I think... I think my Pokemon wants blood. [She glances down at the cuts on her palms, hastily pulling her sweater sleeves over them.] And lots of it. Even the 'dex says it... [Gulp.] ... can drain three hundred cubic centimeters of blood. [Her eyes go wide; can you tell she's memorized this? Not that she knows exactly how much three hundred cubic centimeters is...] Per bite.
So... What do you do when your Pokemon's got a diet like that? It's not like I can... go and lasso up a bunch of random Pidgey and serve them for dinner... Right?
... Advice would be great, you guys. I mean, I know he's a bat and that's what they do and all, but...
I'd really rather not be bat lunch. And I think I speak for my whole team on that one.
... What do you mean that's an uninteresting topic when there are battles to be had shaddup. 8|
Oh well, Coraline seems to be doing just that-- preparing meals for her Pokemon, who have lined up neatly before her, each with their own little bowl of typical Pokefeed, plus a few berries she's taken time to collect. The only exception seems to be her Golbat.
... Her six-foot-tall, nearly-twice-her-size Golbat. The giant bat is sitting on the ground, feet out and wings sprawled out at his sides, his mouth-- which is bigger than Coraline is-- gaping open to show those four glistening fangs.]
Gol gol.
Yeah, yeah, I'm... oof-- getting it, would you hang on for two seconds, Ding?
Golbat!
[And here comes the bat's pint-sized trainer, who is dragging in a hefty bucket-full of Pokefeed with difficulty-- buckets that easily dwarf the other Pokemon's bowls. A few minutes later, and she's brought in two more. Coraline drops the last bucket down in front of the Golbat with a grunt and places her hands on her hips.]
Th-there! [PANT PANT.] You happy now?
[The Golbat stares into the bucket, then... frowns A FROWN THE SIZE OF GOD. When your mouth takes up pretty much your whole body, your frowns are very effective in conveying their message of DISAPPOINT.
Coraline gapes, and is soon scowling right back into the giant bat's face.] Wh... What'd I do wrong?! Augh-- You're usually fine with this, what's the matter with you? Ever since you evolved, you're--
[The Golbat raises a wing and prods at Coraline's hands, turning them over to display several scratches-- the result of TOO MUCH ADVENTURE. Her palms are still... a little bloody, thanks to Coraline's apparent inability to put on some bandaids. The Golbat gestures-- rather clearly-- to them, putting on a batty grin. Coraline looks horrified.]
Bat bat.
... Oh... Oh, that can't be good.
[Within the next moment, she's scrambling for the 'gear, peering into it almost desperately. She can be found outside Violet's Pokemon Center doing just that, surrounded by her team-- who all look very confused by her startled reaction. Geez, trainer, calm down.]
Okay... I think... I think my Pokemon wants blood. [She glances down at the cuts on her palms, hastily pulling her sweater sleeves over them.] And lots of it. Even the 'dex says it... [Gulp.] ... can drain three hundred cubic centimeters of blood. [Her eyes go wide; can you tell she's memorized this? Not that she knows exactly how much three hundred cubic centimeters is...] Per bite.
So... What do you do when your Pokemon's got a diet like that? It's not like I can... go and lasso up a bunch of random Pidgey and serve them for dinner... Right?
... Advice would be great, you guys. I mean, I know he's a bat and that's what they do and all, but...
I'd really rather not be bat lunch. And I think I speak for my whole team on that one.