Oh, Worm?

Birds who spoke French- Verai wasn't sure what the intent was, from the people who had opted for such a challenge, but... At least he didn't have to worry about enraging them with English. He shook his head, and mutely tossed out Kitty's pokeball, the skitty shaking herself out earnestly before looking around. <Oh- Some friends! Hi friends!> She called, sing-songy, bounding after the nearby pidgey.

She finally stopped, looking at the downed pokemon, then back up at Verai. <I- I thought we were playing...> She squeaked.

skitty used sing!

Prompt 16. [Tower]dh9GiKWI1d50

<'Ouf! Ouf! Ouf! Ouf! Ouf!'>

The first thing Muin hears when returning to the Tree of Worms is the chant of the Pidgey, angrily pointing at the Pokémon of nearby trainers with the tips of their wings. They're obviously annoyed that they're being attacked, and such annoyance expresses itself in colourful usage of the European French vernacular (not just France French, mind you, for Muin is almost certain he hears some Belgian French or Swiss French in there too... quite inclusive of UNOVR).

Now, all that is well and good. Sure, the Pidgey are rude, but it's not the worst he's heard compared to certain French swearing expressions, but—

<'Ouf! Ouf! Ouf! Ouf! Ouf! Ouf! Ouf!'>

That one... That one gets to him.

"...French in itself is a perfectly adequate language when adhering to its proper grammatical structure, but there's no argot more annoying than a verlan."

The remaining Pidgey turn to face him the second he speaks a single word in his oh so proper and well-practiced Received Pronunciation English.

<'Hey! Hey! Muin! What are they saying? What's an argot? What the hell is a verlan? They look angry...'> The Rowlet perched on his shoulder asks, but Muin himself does no more than quirk a brow and stare down at the birds with cold and unyielding amethyst eyes. The Pidgey continue their squawking, taking flight.

"Nin."

<'Yes!'>

Birds swoop down, talons at the ready.

"Z Move. Black Hole Eclipse."

<'Ohohohoho.'>

The Rowlet takes flight as well, and within seconds, the tree turns to darkness. It's unclear what happens next, but there's a lot of French whining and screaming, and by the time the lights return, there's less birds present.

"Maintenant, vous savez: surveiller votre langage."

Here's a curious and not-so-interesting little bit of Muin trivia: Percy's paternal grandmother is from the beautiful city of Nîmes, and of course, such being the case, she has ensured that all of her children and grandchildren know at least some French. However, Grandma Munn has little tolerance for improper grammar and slang, and these are some of the views Percy learned from his dear grand-maman.

ROWLET USED BLACK HOLE ECLIPSE

Kallisto was, unfortunately, not savvy enough with languages to even figure out what language the brown birds were using. How were they even speaking so fast? Why were they so angry? Was it because they were knocking out the other birds? Well, that made sense. Some things transcend different languages. The other players had already cleared a good chunk of the enemies, but there were still a couple more left that had looks that could kill.

He was still pretty unfamiliar with typing, but again, the system was kind that it actually pointed him to any Pokemon that could satisfy the condition. In this case, it was Aegis and his Metal Claw - a move that he recalled his partner learned when he evolved. ❝Aegis!❞ he threw the Poke Ball and let out the penguin, who was larger than his previous form.

<Woohoo! Time to take down some baddies!>

❝Err, I'm not sure that we're--❞

<Wait, are you saying...are we the baddies?> the penguin had the most shocked expression before getting pecked by a bird. <Hey!! That wasn't nice! You are baddies!>

Kallisto wondered if this childish attitude was going to continue even after he evolved again. ❝Right, uh, Aegis, use Metal Claw!❞

AEGIS used METAL CLAW!

Silvery gray triangular shaped ears flickered to the sounds of the rhythmic base beat, a puzzled yet curious look upon her facial features. But as she stepped onto the next floor, pale golden orbs widen in shock. Reflective pieced together sphere to shimmered in the light, the music pounded against her ear drums, and pidgey flew and danced about as if they were unsupervised children at a rave. It was a sight to see to say the least. Yet as she fully entered the room, all eyes were on her expecting her to bust a move. “Hell no.” No one wanted to see her dance.

Swiftly reaching into her pocket, the woman plucked a sphere and released her pokemon. Angry cries rang out from all around her, panic briefly filled Rhaenyra as she ordered her pokemon to attack. “Quick Ziryan! Use Iron head!” The partying pidgey came in hot, diving at the player for her lack of dance moves. But as the pidgey came in, the type null was swift to intervene. He let out a might roar, the large axe like piece on top of his helmet took on a metallic shine. Snorting, Ziryan charged forward aiming to IRON HEAD any and all pidgey that darted to attack his trainer.

TYPE: NULL used IRON HEAD!

A disco party? Okay, that was new, but also... really sick, had to say. Sure, Claudia was a ballerina first and foremost, but that did not mean she could not bust a move on a normal dance floor. Could this be considered a normal dance floor with the French birds? Maybe not, but was that ever going to stop her?

No. Course not. Gotta get that Starlet class somehow (really, couldn't be a dancer in real life and not get the dancer class in game too, what was she? An amateur?)

She tossed up a Pokeball to the beat, once, twice, and up it went. Down came Giselle, the Flaaffy shook her wooly mane, looking around at the... oh this was a sight alright. Not sure if she liked it, but looking back to a grinning Odile, at least someone liked it. This though? This? Unsure. Could not tell if she liked it or not.

"Giselle, give them a bit of a shock!"

Now fighting? Fighting Giselle liked. The jewel on her tail gleamed, swaying to the beat not unlike her trainer, as a blast of electricity flew out, striking a Pidgey down. "Nice, nice! You even did it to the beat! Think you're a bit of a natural Giselle."

"I think you're mistaking me for Mercurio hun." The frog had moves. Her? Not so much.

A little birdy told him that there was someone looking to trade a psychic type Pokemon for any other Pokemon, and that was exactly what Jinyu needed, someone to help carry his Magikarp or hold them up while they were away from the water! (Well, he wasn't really sure about the logistics, just that having a psychic type sounded handy). He hadn't really been looking at the tower challenges since they weren't exactly a Tower of Fish, but yeah. Dud Pokemon. And worms were great for bait.

When he managed to get to the current floor, it turned out that they were having a disco party! Andy wasn't a professional dance, but he could secondhand embarrass someone with some sick moves! The music was blasting from all directions, creating a powerful down beat. He pulled out his Pokeball to bring out Herr Forehead, who was already thinking he could test out his cannon against other Pokemon. ❝Sorry, bud! Looks like Flash Cannon's off the menu for this prompt. Use Tackle on this Pidgey instead!❞

The Magikarp's disappointment was immeasurable and his day was ruined, but the Sweeper class had given him a bit more spunk. Splashing a bit on the floor to the rhythm of the music, he then used force to push momentum, sending him straight for a disco-ing bird.

Goddamn, why hadn’t he thought this sooner? Kazuki had spent all this time trying to figure out how to appease a worm when he could’ve just gone back to the tower and—well, asked one. Or maybe the egg could get a kick out of seeing its extended family.

“Snake, get these out of the way.” Kazuki snapped his fingers, pointing at the birdy dance parties. The Zygarde egg was tucked under his arm, ice cold to the fire moves on display. He wouldn’t be able to find any prospective worms to interview or observe for parenting tips until he got through.

Steelix blinked, staring between his trainer and the fierce display of feathered fandango. Lacking the proper appendages for that arm movements, he settled with hopping and wiggling viciously.

It didn’t quite convey his passion, but it did flatten the herd.

STEELIX USED TAP DANCE!