Agent York

Evening, good folks and gentlepeople. York here, back in town from a quick trip to Ecruteak with an exciting announcement for anyone passing through Goldenrod in the coming months. D-2, take it back.

[Whoever's holding the PokéGear moves back to show York sitting on his couch with about twenty eggs, each bundled tenderly in a cute yellow-gold blanket against the February chill. York and the Granbull sitting next to him don't look cold at all, though. They look hype as hell.

They're wearing Goldenrod Granbulls baseball uniforms and couldn't be more excited.]

Baseball season's right around the corner! Starting in March, there'll be biweekly games every Sunday at the stadium here, and practices are free to watch on Fridays. If you're in town, come on and support Johto's reigning champs, the Goldenrod Granbulls.

[Yankee Doodle, his Granbull, barks a gruff cheer. Go Granbulls! York grins and holds up the egg on his lap.]

As a promotional deal, I'm gonna be offering free Snubbull eggs to anyone who shows me proof of purchase of a Granbulls ticket. All I ask is that you take a selfie with your new buddy at the game! These four'll hatch in about a week, so you got time before the season starts. And if you miss out on these ones, I'll keep breeding until the season ends, so you'll get another chance. I'll add that their father's a shiny, so some lucky winner's got a shot at getting a shiny of their own.

[He hands the Snubbull egg to Yankee Doodle, who takes it with a mother's loving care and moves to settle it like the others. York waves openly at the rest.]

I also got a bunch of other species on offer--Abra, Elgyem, Meowth, and so on. I'll send out the pricelist and the moves each one should learn as a text in a second.

Oh, and any new kids who just arrived, you can pick one out on the house. I recommend Meowth--these ones aren't much right now, but at level thirty, they'll learn a move that'll make your lives a heck of a lot easier.

[Somewhere off-screen, a Persian purrs his smug agreement.]

All right, that should cover everything. Agent York, over and out.

((Here's the OOC egg post, there's plenty of everything left! And you know what, I changed my mind, new arrivals can go for the Elgyem eggs free of charge, too.))

Okay. Okay.

[York's voice is the soft but urgent hiss of someone who's freaking out but doesn't want to alarm the people around him. The sound quality, for those sensitive to that sort of thing, indicates that he may have, you know. Locked himself in the bathroom. As one does.]

Can I lodge a complaint? I dunno who to, exactly, but I'da hoped this would be the kind of thing that got covered in the rookie's field manual as early as possible.

[He pauses.]

Turning into a werewolf, I mean.

[The pause is practically italicized. Whatever's happening to York, he is strenuously unhappy about it, and the tension rides his voice hard.]

Like, the fact that that's apparently a real possibility in this universe.