[...Well, wasn't that a strange turn of events.
Last he remembered, he was on the train back to Tokyo. He was supposed to be heading home. Why did he suddenly end up here, and what's with all this music running through his ears? Does someone have their radio on full blast or something? ...But it doesn't look like there's a radio in sight...
...Well, it's not like things could get any weirder. Other than this sheep-like thing he was shown the ropes on how to catch by an elder. He's already seen his fair share of strange for a lifetime. But that's not his main concern right now. No, in fact, his main concern is said sheep-like thing -- a Mareep, the elder'd called it -- and watching it while it moved around so frantically, presumably from excitement.
...It looked adorable, actually. He couldn't help the little smile.]
Hey, little guy. What do you want?
Mareep! Mareep!
[...He tilted his head, lineface resurfacing. Did it just say its own name? More importantly, he can't discern what it wants just from hearing it say its own name...]
...That doesn't help.
Mareep!
[It nudged his hand, almost as if it were asking for something. Food, maybe? A pat on the head? He isn't sure. He'll go with the latter for now.]
Ma-reeeeeeeeeep...
[> ...This is going to take a while to figure out.
Anyone watching that feed might want to help...]
Last he remembered, he was on the train back to Tokyo. He was supposed to be heading home. Why did he suddenly end up here, and what's with all this music running through his ears? Does someone have their radio on full blast or something? ...But it doesn't look like there's a radio in sight...
...Well, it's not like things could get any weirder. Other than this sheep-like thing he was shown the ropes on how to catch by an elder. He's already seen his fair share of strange for a lifetime. But that's not his main concern right now. No, in fact, his main concern is said sheep-like thing -- a Mareep, the elder'd called it -- and watching it while it moved around so frantically, presumably from excitement.
...It looked adorable, actually. He couldn't help the little smile.]
Hey, little guy. What do you want?
Mareep! Mareep!
[...He tilted his head, lineface resurfacing. Did it just say its own name? More importantly, he can't discern what it wants just from hearing it say its own name...]
...That doesn't help.
Mareep!
[It nudged his hand, almost as if it were asking for something. Food, maybe? A pat on the head? He isn't sure. He'll go with the latter for now.]
Ma-reeeeeeeeeep...
[> ...This is going to take a while to figure out.
Anyone watching that feed might want to help...]