Fifth Kupo!

[slam_dancin_mog]

[Nothing especially remarkable is going on.  For some reason or another, you were brought to the street of Kramden -- If you have keen eyesight and are paying close attention, you may spot a small white dot in the distance bobbing up and down, moving rather sporadically

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[noneed_2worry]

"W-what the heck...?"

[Our plucky little Pokemon coordinator walks directly into the snowstorm, shivering and rubbing her own arms to try to keep warm. Moving bravely forward, she eventually spots the tiny little creature quite literally dancing up a storm in the middle of it all.]

"I-is that an Ice-type Pokemon...?"

[slam_dancin_mog]

. . . What're you blabbin' 'bout, kupo?

[noneed_2worry]

"How are you making it snow like that?"

[Bounces in place, rubbing her arms to try to stay warm.]

[slam_dancin_mog]

[Everything suddenly vanishes.]

Snow, kupo? I don't know whatcher talkin' about. Maybe you ought to get your eyes checked.

[heartstar_blues]

[☠☠☠☠! What the ☠☠☠☠ happened!?

So dry. The Captain continues to march towards that dot. Angry. He pulls out a flask of something that was not water and really did not help dehydration and drank. Something to parch his throat as he marched. Something to burn away the taste of grit and sand. He leaned his shoulder into the storm and continued.

This was definitely not the way to the police station.]

[slam_dancin_mog]

[It most certainly was not. The dot in the middle of the desert pauses. And performs a graceful leap off to the left.

Off to the Captain's left, there is the sudden appearance of a troop of small creatures. Investigate?]

[heartstar_blues]

[The Captain would watch this scene with confusion. He would go and investigate because... well he was lost. Drinking a bit more, as if getting himself closer to drunk would help.]

[slam_dancin_mog]

[The small troop of creatures rise up on their hind legs as the Captain approaches. If he knows anything about fauna, he may recognize them as meerkats.

They begin to circle around him curiously.]

[perfektsymmetry]

[Out and about on his usual parper-delivering duties, Crowe turns the corner onto Kramden Road and stops dead in his tracks. His eyes grow wide for a moment before he covers them to shield the driving sandstorm.

How in the world was he going to make deliveries in this!?]

[slam_dancin_mog]

[As if things weren't bad enough, there is a sudden shifting underneath. Oh, look. Is that a sand-whirlpool forming underneath your feet?]

[perfektsymmetry]

[Surprised, Crowe cries out and almost slips in. He's quick enough to jump a little bit out of the way, but he ends up dropping his bag of newspapers. There goes Kramden's delivers for the day.

Now he's really scared. What could be causing this?! He yells out, but it'll probably be lost in the howling winds.]

Is anyone out there?! What's going on?!

[slam_dancin_mog]

What's goin' on? What's goin' on?! Kneel before my power, kupo! Bow to my kupo awesome strength! And . . .

[Whoosh! Everything disappears.]

Some money for the performance'd be nice, too, kupo!

[Crowe's bag is sitting about five feet behind him.]

[hourai_branch]

It's so hot!

[slam_dancin_mog]

That it is, kupo! Enjoying the sun?

[hourai_branch]

Well, not really. How do I get out?

[slam_dancin_mog]

There's no out to get out of, kupo. Just keep goin'!

[bluecapboy]

A-An i-i-ice storm?!

[A very bewildered Luke is hugging himself with his teeth chattering.]

[slam_dancin_mog]

[Poor Luke! Even though there are no mountains, there is a sudden rumbling noise . . . In the distance, a wave of white is slowly but inexorably heading in his direction.]

[bluecapboy]

[Oh shi-! Luke makes a run for it!]

H-heeeelp!!

[What's an avalanche doing in Mayfield?!]

[slam_dancin_mog]

[Fwooooooosh! And right before it would have crashed over him, everything suddenly vanishes.

There is a beaming Moogle closeby.]

What'd ya think, kupo?