Call Ralph's Poke'Gear!

[rocketralph]

Hi there! Wanna thread but don't have time/want to set up a whole post for it?
Does your character just wanna call and shoot the breeze? LET'S DO IT.
Just use the CALL and MESSAGE threads below!

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[garbagechild]

What are germs?

_{[AAAAND we're back to square one.]}

[rocketralph]

_{[...U NO WAT, KID?]}

Germs are horrible invisible bugs that make you sick and they're everywhere! Especially on dirty things!

[garbagechild]

<sub>[Well that cuts Wrath off IMMEDIATELY.]

[He doesn't say anything, just STARES UP AT RALPH with perfectly-circular eyes.]</sub>

[rocketralph]

<sub>[Ralph soaks in that GLORIOUS silence and stares ahead as the elevator continues to clunk and churn.]

[Ding!]

[The doors creak open and Ralph steps out.]</sub>

Hear her?

[garbagechild]

<sub>[Wrath pads out behind him, still wide-eyed and silent.]

[He only nods.]

[YEAH HE HEARS HER. <8I]</sub>

[rocketralph]

_{[The big man lumbers on down the hallway, giving distracted half-waves to fellow grunts that pass them. He doesn't like them, but it pays not to go out of your way to be a jerk. He stops a few doors away from a small lobby built around a glass window.]}

Here y'ar. See'll walk you through the rest.

Valentine's Pidgey Post

[awesmazings]

[Ralph will be receiving a nicely wrapped bag of chocolates today! His are all in the shape of little Sandshrew. Along with the box there is a note:]

Happy Valentine's Day! I hope you have a super, wonderful, awesmazing day!

~Jimmy

[garbagechild]

<sub>[Wrath nods again, says something that sounds like "f'nks", before trotting off towards the desk.]

[Approximately eleven seconds later, there's a loud scream, a 'splat' noise, and then Stinky Phil darts off down the hall and disappears into a vent.]

[RALPH, YOU HAVE DONE YOUR DUTY. YOU SHOULD PROBABLY GET BACK TO YOUR ROOM BEFORE YOU GET BLAMED FOR THIS.]</sub>

[garbagechild]

Ralph Ralph Ralph Ralph Ralph!

_{[The wide open space of the cafeteria might have horrible acoustics and smell kind of funky, but at least it makes it easy to see (and hear) Wrath coming. So Ralph has plenty of warning before the Amazing Lemur Child comes bounding up and jumps right onto the end of the table, fortunately far enough away from the wrecker's tray to avoid sending any food flying everywhere.]}

Look! Look what a bird brought me!

_{[He's waving around a little brown card excitedly.]}

[rocketralph]

_{[Ralph is thankful for the warning. He's able to lift his tray off the table before the wild child makes his landing. Once things are still, he lowers it back down and leans to see what Wrath is flailing around.]}

Looks like you got yourself a Valentine there, kid.

[garbagechild]

_{[Wrath flops down to sit indian-style on the table, pressing his bare feet together. He's more or less resigned himself to wearing shoes when he's outside, but as soon as he's indoors, they come straight off.]}

What's a valentime?

[rocketralph]

Well it's Valentine's Day. Holiday where couples give mushy lovey dovey stuff to each other but sometimes friends give each other things too. Mostly cards with somethin' nice written on 'em. I got one earlier from my pal Jimmy.

[garbagechild]

<sub>[For the first time, Wrath looks at the markings on the card. Oh yeah. It's writing. That he can't read. :T]

[He brandishes the card at Ralph.]</sub>

Can you read?

I can't.

What do the squigglies say?

[rocketralph]

_{[He gingerly plucks the card out of the kid's hands and gives it a squint.]}

Says...huh, that's nice. It says, You are amazing the way you are. From Jimmy!

[garbagechild]

<sub>[Once Ralph has the card and is looking at it, Wrath lapses into expectant silence, watching him eagerly.]

[And when he finishes reading the message Wrath gasps in delight, clapping his hands to his knees.]</sub>

From Jimmy!

And he thinks I'm amazing?

[rocketralph]

<sub>[Ralph dusts his hands off and turns to make his way to a different office to check up on something when he hears the chaos behind him.]

[NEW PLAN]

[He quickly crams himself back into the elevator and jabs the buttons until the doors close. HE WAS NEVER HERE. WHAT RATTATA? HE'S NEVER SEEN ONE IN HIS LIFE!]</sub>

[rocketralph]

_{[He's gotta admit, it's cute how excited the kid gets.]}

Sure looks like it! It's even got an Eevee on it--little guys are practically made to be evolved into somethin' else.

[garbagechild]

Nobody's EVER told me I'm amazing before!

Not even my OLD team!

Wow!

_{[Wrath reaches over to take the card back, beaming at it.]}

[rocketralph]

_{[He hands it over. As long as he's known Wrath, he still can't work out what kind of game he's from. Several of his friends were easy to figure out. Fighting games, mystery games, action games...]}

Gonna send him one in return?

_{[Ralph, don't sign yourself up for this.]}

[garbagechild]

_{[You don't want to know what kind of game Wrath is from, Ralph.]}

Can I?!

I didn't even know what valentimes were till right now!

Can I? Can I?

Can you show me how?

[rocketralph]

_{[Ralph opens his mouth to reply but Wrath fires off about five questions at once.]}

Woah, woah, kid, slow down. Of course you can make one, that's what this whole holiday's about.

_{[And...uh oh. Ralph was...not an artist. At all. He wasn't even good with words. Which was why he hadn't sent out any Valentines himself. Whoops.]}

Errr sure. Can't be that hard.

[garbagechild]

<sub>[If Wrath were an Eevee like the one on the card, his tail would be going at about a mile a minute. It's safe to say that outside of some generously-donated articles of clothing and a couple of relatively anonymous Christmas gifts, this is the first time anybody's given Wrath something unique and personal.]

[And it's a mass-produced Valentine's Day card.]

[That's actually kind of sad, but Wrath doesn't know that and he doesn't need to.]</sub>

How do you make a valentime?

I saw someone who had a paint puppy that used goopy colors to draw on things. Do you use paint?

[rocketralph]

_{[AND LO. Ralph finds himself with the hat of Art Teacher.]}

I can't see why you couldn't use anything. All you really need is a pen and some paper...

_{[Suddenly realizing the sort of undertaking this was going to be, the wrecker chooses his words carefully.]}

[garbagechild]

_{[As soon as the words 'pen and paper' leave Ralph's mouth, Wrath is already leaping off the table and sprinting back out of the cafeteria.]}

I'll go get some!!

_{[... is hollered over his shoulder.]}

[rocketralph]

<sub>[Ralph leans his elbow on the table and watches him go. It can't be that hard.]

[A yellow ball of grouchiness hauls herself up on the table, nibbling idly on a sucker that she swiped from someone. What's goin' on?]</sub>

Where'd you get-- you know what, I don't care.