The Collector dipped the feather in the last remnants of his wine and brought the tip to the list of names. “FA-FETSH,” the bird squawked before hiccuping. Reaching back down without even looking, Lawrence grabbed a feather off of the now inebriated farfetch’d and plucked it. While this expedition was concocted for the sake of serving Lawrence’s own ends, there was no reason why he couldn’t have a little fun with it… How opportune that of all people in the world, these were the ones who ultimately volunteered for his new venture. Lawrence scanned the list of names once, narrowed his eyes and scanned it twice, and finally the shadow of a smirk graced his features. The pokemon looked at Lawrence with its standard dour expression, made sure the man was busy pouring over the list, and after glancing left and right proceeded to chug the wine down. Let us see.” Lawrence deposited the glass of wine in the farfetch’d’s feathered grip, replacing it for the clipboard. The bird warked and offered Lawrence a clipboard with a list of names. “What is it, old friend?” The man inquired, tone flat.
The Collector had long since started to question what was real and what was an illusion.įeeling a tug on his robe, Lawrence craned his neck down, peering at a farfetch’d that had waddled in unannounced. Maybe the fermentation procedure was different. The wine he procured in this universe didn’t taste the same to him. He was brooding over a glass of fine wine – the final glass of wine he had from his original timeline. His refuge atop his giant flying fortress where no other person resided to begin with. Anyone who were to look at the armchair from behind would not be able to tell a fully-grown man was occupying it, and that’s how Lawrence liked it. Lawrence sat in his large comfy armchair, body sunk low into the leather. REMEMBER: You may ask for a single pokemon - any pokemon - as long as it is either Dragon, Normal or Fighting. Please send Lawrence an Ask containing which Shiny pokemon you desire. The collector does have a serious side he enjoys indulging in from time to time.ĬONGRATULATIONS to our three lucky winners! Lawrence’s pillow is a true marvel, holding the key to the past, to the future, and to the names of those who are destined to own a Shiny new pokemon. What, you expected something more? Lawrence can’t always be crazy and over the top. The farfetch’d kept cheering and squawking as the man took his leave. Once he finished, Lawrence took another deep bow and stepped off the stage. He unfolded them and read the names written therein out loud. Raising his other arm, he wiggled his fingers and plunged his hand into the pillow, sifting inside before producing three slips of paper. Lawrence took a bow before his audience and lifted up a big fluffy pillow for all to see. A farfetch’d in the back of the room shined a spotlight on him, while a crowd of three other farfetch’d cheered for and squawked at Lawrence from their perch on the floor. Lawrence stepped up onto a small makeshift stage composed of a few wooden crates.
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