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Odette pressed her lips together sheepishly. Rhyming wasn’t her thing by any means, but she was glad somebody found it funny. She supposed Brian would make a good target, then. “Mmm. Brian, you seem to care. Truth or dare?” Goddamn, this rhyming thing was cringey...

Odette’s eye began to twitch in spite of herself. “In...rhymes?” she repeated. As a bilingual person, that sounded like her worst nightmare. Words already got so jumbled in her head when she spoke, but now she’d have to rack her brain for specific words that rhymed? On top of saying what she...

Odette bobbed her head from side to side, considering her options. She didn’t quite feel in the mood to spill her guts right now... “Dare.”

She pursed her lips again, nodding once as she pulled up a chair to sit. "Merci," she thanked.

Odette had been so caught up in trying to find the theater that she'd essentially lost track of everyone, even her roommates...wherever they were. Who knew finding a job in a Pokemon world would be just as hard? She huffed as she crossed by the Togetic Arcade. She pursed her lips, ultimately...

Hey hey, here for Catnip! I'm glad to have been able to read a story of yours. I wasn't sure what to expect going into this--stories based directly off of game/anime events aren't TYPICALLY my cup of tea, buuuuuuuuuuuut I really really enjoyed this one-shot!! I went on a wild ride of mild...

Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy OSJ! Here for Catnip! I decided to take up your suggestion to read this instead of Spring, and while I do still have my sights set on Spring, I'm already really enjoying what's going on. I've only read one chapter, and I already feel a sense of looming dread. With the story...

I wouldn’t be opposed to an extension

“Work. Money. Do Pokemon have jobs here? I would think so.”

Odette’s brows lowered. She was going to get premature wrinkles with the amount of times she’d done that already. “I was being serious, but sure, if you’d like to have that kind of worldview, I won’t stop you.”

Odette blinked. “That’s...” She supposed it made sense. Mimikyu really didn’t have a nose or mouth, as far as she knew...hell, she didn’t even have a damn nose anymore. Her hand traveled to her face, landing on the mound where her former human nose used to be. “I guess I should have thought...

Odette emerged from her assigned lodging. She’d opted to going straight there, figuring it’d be the least strange, versus exploring the town. However, she couldn’t have been more wrong. Weird Misdrevous artifacts were...weird. “I suppose I made the wrong choice.” In hindsight, exploring the...

“Lillie...?!” Odette yelled. “What the actual hell was in that orb?!” She darted her head around, looking for something, anything, that might help. She couldn’t see a sink, to perhaps get her some water, and the last thing anybody needed to be doing when they were possibly hyperventilating was...

Odette watched with a raised brow as the orb rolled toward them. “Well, surprised that didn’t break. There’s fragile looking stuff all over the place here.” She jumped back in alarm at the sudden beam of light. “What on Arceus’—“ she started to say, but the words couldn’t leave her fast enough...

Hi hi! Here for Catnip! I'm glad I was finally able to get around to reading this, it's been on my list, because this sort of thing is right up my alley. I love a good horror/gore fest and you really delivered! It's more of a treat because this is Red we're talking about here...this might be...

"Don't worry, you can say what you were going to say," Odette assured. Dehumanizing was the word. As a human herself, she wouldn't be caught dead sleeping on straw. But, she wasn't technically a human now, was she? So she guessed it didn't matter. However, she didn't like the idea of sleeping...

Odette stepped inside the house. She wasn’t sure what exactly she was expecting, but it surely wasn’t...this. It felt like she’d stepped onto the set of Halloweentown, or something similar. The cauldron, the wands, the overall witchy feel. She supposed it made sense for a Misdreavus, even if it...

"This is your fault," Clovis said flatly. "I have no goddamn idea what you're talking about," Odette replied with the same level of flatness. They both stood in the doorway of the pantry, watching as all fourteen rehabilitated Grubbin wreaked havoc on the inventory. Piles of foodstuffs...

I finally jumped on the bandwagon and I CRACK MYSELF UP LMFAO