#pokemod123

[askjoshuafreeman]

*Whispering* Hey Allen what do we even sound like? Do we sound like you? Does each voice sound different? Can we change how we sound? I hope we can. If I could I’d sound like this broad’s father and talk about what a disappointment she is to all of humanity in general. Then I’d sound like her manager and fire her. Then I’d give you a free burger.

Allen speaks in a hushed tone, the voice of the waitress next to him fading as your focus turns to him.

"Sometimes you sound different, sometimes you all sound the same, it doesn't matter much I feel. If you can change how you sound, then... I don't know, maybe that'll help? Maybe that'll be good for something?"

His expression has fallen, he seems tired.

"Worth a shot, ain't it?"

[database-575]

Pleased to be of your acquaintance Mx. Calzone! What do you think of this whole situation with the “marks” so far?

[Lumey lets out a chuckle, rubbing the back of their head.]

"Eheheh, "Mx". You make me sound all fancy!"

"Now, "marks"... Might you mean those children Mister Data is keeping a gander on? Well, I haven't much else to say apart from how excited it makes me! A real, true mystery! Like one of those old Sheer Look novels! We're set to collect our odds and sods and piece together this jigsaw puzzle and I cannot wait to see what the picture reveals!"

[Data pipes up, a hint of annoyance and sarcasm in his voice.]

"Truly my excitement is unparalleled."

[database-575]

Your assistant looks a little ominous, not going to lie. I guess glowing eyes are in

". . . What... might you mean by su-"

[The lights are flicked on suddenly, startling Data. A rather chipper voice speaks up before he can continue his train of thought.]

"Siiiiir~! Hellooooo!"

[They continue on as Data silently sits there and sighs, seeming a smidge bit annoyed.]

"What might you be doing recording yourself in the daaaark, you silly goose? Haha!"

"... Hello, Lumey."

[database-575]

He wanted their phones. Probably to eat them. He seems hungry, considering he tried to eat one of them for the bit

Jimminy Christmas, what have I gotten myself into?

Please don't tell me those chi-... marks are still with him. No person should be around someone who sounds that... deranged. I don't give a rat's ass if the man isn't human, that is... psychotic behavior. And for a "joke"? What in Christ's name is his "damage", as you young folk would say?

Please do NOT tell me they actually gave him their phones, allow me to have at least one sliver of hope that the marks are not that stupid.

[database-575]

whatcha makin bacon?

I beg your

What

Dear goodness, it never ends with you people. If you must prattle in such manner, I suppose only my own lengthy explanation could put an end to it.

Do you recall when I suggested venturing out to the Calhoun Residence out of my own intrigue and the possibility of uncovering something the bumbling officals had not? Well, instead of boring myself with marking down all that may occur or what I may find following my visit, I found it preferable to create a more direct method of interaction.

I haven't the slightest clue if it will work at all.

[askjoshuafreeman]

Allen KILL

Allen lunges at Benrey, taking the man aback. Joshua only seems to notice the commotion after it's already too late.

"Wh-?!?! ALLEN-!"

Look at what you've done.

[askjoshuafreeman]

You nervous Benny boy?

"Ye-NO. No. I'm, uh. Not, not nervous, b-bro. Why y-you think that, huh? Maybe you- *lip smack* you're the nervous one, bro, I'm un-nervous, yo. Totally, uh... ch-chill."

[askjoshuafreeman]

Please don’t give him your phones. We’re of little faith for a reason

"Yeaah, duh. What they said. No. Why the fuck would we do that? You just blow in from Stupidtown or something?"

". . ."

"Wh-why not, bro? Huh? You-you got something to hide? Worried I'll *lip smack* see something I shouldn't, Simpala?"

"Impala. And that is literally the last fucking reason I'm not giving it to you."