Friday 25th - Video

[punchtheflute]

[Sonny, frankly, looks like death warmed up.]

Guys. Don't eat them. Oh Arceus. Don't eat them.

[He takes a deep breath and figures he should try and explain a little better. Hopefully he can keep his composure long enough to do that.]

The little purple things. They're not grape flavored. I checked. Some were in my little kettle when I went to make myself some cocoa and I was kind of sleepy so wasn't really thinking about it and I drank a cup full of them and....

[Oops. Nope. There he goes. Falling over and knocking his keyboard and mouse off the desk as he makes a mad hands and knees dash for the rest room. The video feed keeps running until he manages to stagger back and turn it off some three or four minutes later.

This has been a Public Service Announcement provided by Sonny Moe Snorlax. To repeat: Do not eat the crazy little purple shadow bugs. They gonna mess you up. And they are not, I repeat not, grape flavored.]

Comments

[tank_rockarms]

You never been sick before, ever? Nothin' at all? Even I get sick.

::Even Max gets sick, Sonny. Even Max.::

[punchtheflute]

When I first met Red... I was sleeping off being sick and he woke me up. I'd been living in back of the department store eating stuff from the dumpsters for a while and I guess I ate too much bad stuff. Packaging and plastic and stuff, too.

[He burped a little and gave a long, wet sounding sniff.]

So I was a little sick then. Like, my stomach was gurgling a bit and feeling weird. But I just went to sleep and felt a bit better when I woke up. I've never done... This.

['This' being the bucket of hazardous materials sitting in his lap. He was at least trying to hold it as steady as possible.]

This is the worst.

[tank_rockarms]

Yeah, throwin' up's not fun, but don't worry. The doctor will figure out how to make you better. If it's like food poisoning, you might have to go on one of them BRAT diets - Bananas, Rice, Applesauce, Toast - for a couple of days.

::Max is probably just terrifying you even more now.::

Not even any protein.

::Max is also aghast::

[punchtheflute]

Hehe... BRAT.

[Aw. The diet had kind of a cute name.]

I like bananas. And rice. I can eat a lot of rice. Even uncooked rice is good. It's crunchy.

[Hey, he loves his protein but he's not one to turn down any kind of food.]

[tank_rockarms]

You're supposed to cook it, first, Sonny.

Anyway, first thing's first, and that's get you to the pokecenter, get you taken care of, and keep you from spillin' that bucket all over the inside of my tank.

[punchtheflute]

I know. Sometimes I just don't want to spend that much time. And if you drink a big glass of water after you eat raw rice, it winds up being pretty filling anyway.

[He just nodded at Max's comment about not spilling the bucket. He was being very careful.]

[tank_rockarms]

::VROOM VROOM THERE WE ARE AT THE POKECENTER::

Alright, Sonny, you need help gettin' out with that, uh... thing?

[punchtheflute]

Please? If you don't mind?

[He's feeling a little unsteady on his feet so it's probably wise to give him the benefit of your greater size and whatnot.]

[bluetanker]

::Max gets out of the tank first and then reaches down and just hoists you out of the tank by grabbing you underneath your elbows and leaning back up, then gently setting you on your feet on the top of the tank::

Deadlifts, Sonny. Always do your deadlifts, so you got the lower back and shoulder strength to do that.

[punchtheflute]

If I can get well again I'll do as many deadlifts as you say.

[Once he returns to health nothing will hold him back from living life to the fullest.]

[tank_rockarms]

That's gonna be a lot of deadlifts. You're gonna get traps you can fly with.

::Max jumps off of the tank and then holds his arms up so that Sonny can get lifted down.::

[punchtheflute]

Snorlax can't learn HM02. But I'd like big traps. Bigger traps.

[Sonny walked carefully into Max's outstretched hands, making sure that his arms were spread wide enough for the other man to get a good hold. He was even more extremely careful with his bucket because he didn't want to drop it on top of Max because that would be terrible.]

[tank_rockarms]

I dunno what an HM02 is. But I do know that people'll be sayin' 'Oh my gosh wow how does he get a shirt on, his back's so wide, and his shoulders flare up so much, wow' that's what people'll be sayin.'

::Max gingerly sets Sunshine Mortimer down on the ground, being careful to not drop the bucket of vomit.::

[punchtheflute]

HM02 is Fly. It is what flying type Pokémon use to fly their trainers around. Snorlaxes can't learn that. But we can learn Surf, which is HM03 and that's what I can use to take Red across the water.

[Yay his feet are on the ground. He likes that.]

It would be fun to hear people wonder about stuff like that. And it's going to be fun working out with you again.

[A pause.]

So, I'm going to turn into a Pokémon to go inside. Um. Are you... going to stay?

[tank_rockarms]

I can go in with you. Explain why you're a snorlax throwin' up in a trashcan. Maybe do some pullups in the waiting room or somethin'. Find a Machamp to wrestle, I dunno.

[punchtheflute]

OK. I'd feel better if I knew you were nearby.

[There was a flash of light and a POMF kind of a noise and there was a Snorlax standing in front of you, Max, putting Snorlax shaped foot dents into the sidewalk.]

OK. Let's go in now. Ugh... I still feel bad.

[A little surprising. He thought he may feel a little better as a Snorlax, but no dice.]