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Most bizarre thing ever but: 🪞 Lief is giant and Pikavee is very normal.

Also imagine drunk giant Lief... (addon to my prev ask)

Oh god. I was just talking to Fern about that yesterday, a little bit.

How a giant Lief would spell trouble for everyone XD

But alright. Let's give this my usual treatment that is "overthink every possible detail and come out of this with 50 divergences" /lh

*table abuse*

So the first way to interpet what you said is if Lief and Pikavee swapped places. Literally swap places.

Lief is now a Pokemon from the [REDACTED], and Pikavee is now a normal-sized feral living on the Isle.

Subjecting Lief to what Pikavee experienced? Would what come out of that even be the same Lief? Owo

Similar story for Pikavee. While the life of a feral is no joke, it's certainly different than what happened with the lab.

Hmm. There's a dozen different ways to take this, but let's suppose the only difference here is the swap.

Uhh. A giant Lief with even more of a vendetta for how he's treated?

I'm terrified. O_O

Another way to interpet this is if Lief became giant, and Pikavee became her regular size.

Which poses the question of how Lief gets giant. The safe answer is gigantism.

The safe answer is gigantism.

A dynamaxed Lief circles this right back to terrifying. Because what happens when a Pokemon dynamaxes is, they lose themselves.

The overload of aura that results in this form change has driven even those that have honed themselves to the exposure and use of excess aura, to operating and acting under pure instinct.

Reason and logic completely erode. Only instinct remains.

For some of you who now wonder what that would look like with Lief?

Imagine a perpetually scared prey animal with a horrible habit of lashing out. Now make them several tons in weight and dozens of feet in height.

Holy shit, you have turned that trigger-happy Rhinocerous into a fucking war machine.

At least regarding Pikavee becoming normal sized, things look up for her, aside the adjustment period.

So the safest answer is if Lief became big, but by gigantism. At least he wouldn't have more of a hatred towards those that wronged him and a motivation to act on that, and at least he'd retain his reason.

He's already the kind of person that made fun of Tim for being small, and would make fun of Sirius for being short.

Now, everyone is short to him.

Let the teasing commence /lh

Also something something inflated ego because over time he will come to realize that even the "danger" is smaller than him.

But yeah uh a dynamaxed Lief will now rot my brain and haunt my dreams :D

Thank you for the ask! 💙

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Lief: "Intoxicated? Me?"

He frowned, looking even more lost. Part of him supposed it did explain the maid outfit, and even the stench he woke up with.

Except, no it didn't. He wouldn't agree to something so irritating, right? He'd shown up not wearing much else for a reason; because it was comfortable.

He would never let himself get to such a state that he was the smelly one of the group, instead of everyone else being smelly to him.

Would he?

He winced lightly. All this thinking made his head hurt all over again.

Lief: "Ow... I think I'll stop you right there before this splits my head in half. I have no idea what you're talking about. All I know is, I just got here."

He would awkwardly add after a moment of afterthought, not sounding nearly as certain as he made himself out to be:

Lief: "I-I think..."

Wo @ Lief: (he was careful as he went up to him) "How are you feeling? I was observing what was going on during the truth or dare game, and things did get quite hectic.."

Lief paused a moment to look over at Wo-Chien. The large snail's wariness confused him, as did his mention of truth or dare.

To reiterate, he remembered nothing of what he just did.

Lief: "Truth or dare? I missed it? Well that stinks."

[ ID: A grayscale drawing of Lief, a hybrid of Sylveon and Ribombee, with a mono-color background. He is shown from the neck up, with his face slightly angled away from the viewer towards the left. He looks puzzled, or curious. His left eyebrow is noticeably raised, while his right eyelid is lowered somewhat. He is frowning visibly. An angular question mark is floating next to his head at the left. End ID ]

Lief: "Honestly, I'm just kinda groggy. But I'm fine, really... Did I sleep for that long?"

[ask-team-misfit]

You know, I'm surprised all the other Anons behaved themselves during the event.

You think the sight of a "drunk Lief, in a maid uniform" would'a gotten the crowd acting a little "devious," if you know what I mean...

I'm not trying to be weird, or anything, BTW, I'm just saying.

No, you're fine! I'm happy for it, though.

My biggest concern with the maid thing was how prevalent it is as a kink, so I am pleasantly surprised nothing seriously creepy happened from it. :0

But surely we can agree to not let Lief live this down, right? :P

The Maid Incident will live on in infamy...

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Wo @ Lief: (he was careful as he went up to him) "How are you feeling? I was observing what was going on during the truth or dare game, and things did get quite hectic.."

Lief paused a moment to look over at Wo-Chien. The large snail's wariness confused him, as did his mention of truth or dare.

To reiterate, he remembered nothing of what he just did.

Lief: "Truth or dare? I missed it? Well that stinks."

[ ID: A grayscale drawing of Lief, a hybrid of Sylveon and Ribombee, with a mono-color background. He is shown from the neck up, with his face slightly angled away from the viewer towards the left. He looks puzzled, or curious. His left eyebrow is noticeably raised, while his right eyelid is lowered somewhat. He is frowning visibly. An angular question mark is floating next to his head at the left. End ID ]

Lief: "Honestly, I'm just kinda groggy. But I'm fine, really... Did I sleep for that long?"

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Lief @Luna: "Ok, hear me out, hear me out. I have a dare for you." Somewhat tipsy and in a maid outfit, Lief stumbled up to her. "I dare you to do something silly with your antlers. Maybe, maybe stick something onto them or-" He paused to let loose a light hiccup.

An interesting proposition… She glances upwards at her horns. Hm, what about… Luna snaps her fingers and a tangle of Christmas lights appear on them.

There we are! Like mortal’s sawsbuck decorations, no?

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(if you’re past this story beat just pretend this is in a little time bubble ajnsnjn)

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Nearly Time to Say Goodbye...

[ previous ]

[ ID: A sequence of two grayscale drawings depicting Lief, a hybrid of Sylveon and Ribombee, curled up and bundled in a thick blanket, fast asleep at the topmost room of the Dragonspiral Tower. The first panel shows Fay, a Shuppet, sleeping on top of him. The second panel is zoomed in on Lief's face. His antennae have moved up a little, and he's grimacing lightly. He could be on the brink of waking, or he could be dreaming about something. End ID ]

Anonymous asked: *tbags lief*

[ ID: A grayscale drawing of Lief similar to previous image, but with a different expression. Now his eyes are wide open, and his antennae have perked straight up. End ID ]

Lief sat up with a jolt.

He looked behind him with wide eyes, blinking in disbelief as he saw nothing there. Perhaps he merely dreamed it happened?

His head pounded from having moved so fast. He took a deep breath; then a couple more. On the plus side, he didn't feel so woozy anymore.

But he had trouble remembering how he got here. Or what he'd done ever since he got here in general.

His paw moved to scratch at his chest as he sat there. His digits brushed against the maid outfit he was still wearing, and he froze.

Then he looked down.

And he panicked, going into overdrive in taking it off immediately.

He definitely did not remember ever putting it on. His first assumption was some sort of practical joke; that someone dressed him in it while he slept.

He tugged at it aggressively, tumbling over himself and scrambling to shimmy it off his body.

He never looked more relieved upon removing it. Standing on his fours, he shook his body a little, loosening up the fur that had been squished against his body for so long underneath.

The night time breeze blew in, providing further relief. He basked in it...

Then he realized he was feeling that on his neck. His neck was bare.

In pulling off the dress, he pulled off the scarf with it.

He dug his paws into the fallen dress with visible distress. He searched and felt around frantically for it, relaxing only when he grasped the scarf in both paws and pulled it free from the crumpled costume.

The wine stain on it caught his attention first. He also noticed bits and crumbs and miscellaneous dirt stuck to it.

It was really, really filthy. Unacceptably filthy. It wasn't like him.

He had to clean it.

Come to think of it, he had to clean himself. In his devastation that his scarf was in such a state, he noticed that same alcoholic stench coming from his person as well.

It would take him some moments before he could remember where he last saw water.

Lief: "Come on, dammit... wash out."

Now at the tower's entrance after a series of fumbling, he knelt at the floor's edge as he repeatedly dipped his scarf in the pool, scrubbing at it with one paw as he shakily gripped it with the other.

If he was going to leave this place, he was going to leave it as clean as he had arrived to begin with.

As all things should be, with Lief.

[ Looks like he's mostly himself again. If you have something to say, now would be your chance.

featuring Fay from @mezuni-and-willow ; background by @/lightofunova ]

Event Ask Hints have been updated.

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Unsolicited brain thoughts

If I ever get temptations to write silly stuff, reblog if I have permission to include your character

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*Destino approached Lief, fully dressed in their sleeping gear. What had happened had been on their mind for a bit and they needed to get to the bottom of it. Pointing a finger into his chest, Destino began to speak in a curt tone.*

Destino: You. Explain what had happened earlier. I don't want a tauros-shit explanation. I know I can be terrifying when I need to be. That's just how amazing I am. But your reaction was something else. Talk.

Lief blinked slowly. He looked down at the finger poking his chest, then back at Destino's face. He raised both paws to slowly push down their claws.

Lief: "B... before you ask, because I kn-kn... know you will. Don't. It'ss nothin'. You hear me? Nothin'... nothin'."

His voice sounded considerably more slurred than just earlier, especially with the way he enunciated "nothing". His stance was so wobbly that it might take the lightest of breezes to completely knock him over.

Lief: "And, a-and... that stuff earlier? That... that other stuff? Also nothin'. I don' gotta tell you nothin'. Yeah? Nothin'... an' there's no way you will ever- ugh, hold on..."

He paused to hiccup. He shuddered, looking genuinely sick.

Lief: "Geez... a-anyways, there'ss... nno way you will, ever, make me. Honestly, even if I d-did-"

His knees buckled mid-sentence, and he again fell right on his face. He near completely went limp.

A louder, muffled hiccup came from him some moments later.

Lief: "Ow..."

sphaeramjourney asked: Gloria stumbled into Lief with a bizarre outfit. It does not bother the Lucario, but the drunkenness what concerns her. She magically summons out a cup of water and attempts to offer it to him. By the Lords, are you okay?! Who gave you that uniform? and you can't be going around looking like that, what if you get yourself hurt?! Here, have some water!

[ @sphaeramjourney ]

Another groan came from the Simbobeon. He now sounded a lot more depressed. With the amount of alcohol he just drank, it was inevitable that it'd hit him full force like this.

For yet more moments of awkward silence, he just lied there. He didn't bother trying to get back up, or even lift his head.

His state of mind and his usual inhibitions all but eroded, he proceeded to speak his mind for the first time since arriving here.

And without yelling at others or belittling them, to boot.

Lief: "I'm not ok... I'm a loser. A wimp. A fraud, a liar."

Event Ask Hints have been updated.

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Lief: "W-well enough..."

Even with Ark's help, his legs wobbled and shook as he stood there; he was shivering outright in general, in fact. He had a face like he was barely holding down his gag reflex.

Lief: "D-don't take what I just said as permission to test my luck with stairs, by the way."

[ in response to this, and this, and this ; @ask-the-royal-absol, @ask-the-shiny-pokemons, @book-of-legends ]

Lief was silent for some moments, save a weak hiccup or two. He looked between them all with a funny glance, his eyes somewhat narrowed. His ears stood a little more upright than before, and his antennae twitched here and there, perking up before drooping back again.

He still wasn't sure he understood it, and he became lost in thought trying to understand this.

Destino's apparent interest in him caught his attention more than what they had to say; for someone that hated Fairy-type Pokemon, the Absol clearly had no issue trying to rouse a reaction out of one.

Rimi's story felt more to him like she indirectly called him a bully; but her suggesting that it didn't have to be so took some edge off her otherwise expressing her dislike towards him.

That's to say nothing about Sirius still being here, and him having came over to apologize? To him?

But for once, ever since the start of the spiral, he somewhat looked like he was actually listening.

Lief: "And I'm supposed to believe you're all suddenly interested in my well-being…?"

Which meant he had words to say about it.

Lief: "B-because. I really don't believe any of you… but my head hurts. A-and this floor is cold."

He eyed Sirius' extended paw, and merely stared at it at first.

Under such circumstances, he really would've just moved away. Or make them leave, or otherwise decline their help. He couldn't just do the former, unsurprisingly; and he didn't feel like going through with the latter.

He'd reluctantly complied, after a long and awkward pause, saying:

Lief: "Lying here in the filth is probably the only reason I haven't threw up yet... but whatever. Here goes."

Before raising a paw to take hold of it.

If "take hold of it" actually meant "struggle to lift his arm from the floor and proceed to miss his every attempt to grab it".

His stomach loudly gurgled, and he cringed. His expression looked more pained as he gulped down what nearly came back up, but he still reached for Sirius.

Lief: "Creator of gods..."

chip-dip6 asked: @mezuni-and-willow Fay and Ark @ leif You hear a distant conversation '...this guy looks like he is having a rough time of it, heck they even reminded me of you when you are down! anyway can i get your help so that he doesnt bog down the rest of the party?' 'How would you do that then?' 'you know when you have your nightmares and all that? something like that' 'if you say so' The two of them reach leif, looking down at the depressed pokemon; and the state he was in; 'you, uh, want some help there buddy?'

[ @mezuni-and-willow ]

Lief: "Ugh. If it would make you all go away-"

HIC... urrrp.

Lief: "G-get on with it already. Help me up. And watch as you laugh at me when I tell you all about how I managed to shoo away a beautiful woman that fell out of the sky..."

He was thinking about Pikavee again. Despite everything.

Of course he was.

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[ in response to this, and this, and this ; @ask-the-royal-absol, @ask-the-shiny-pokemons, @book-of-legends ]

Lief was silent for some moments, save a weak hiccup or two. He looked between them all with a funny glance, his eyes somewhat narrowed. His ears stood a little more upright than before, and his antennae twitched here and there, perking up before drooping back again.

He still wasn't sure he understood it, and he became lost in thought trying to understand this.

Destino's apparent interest in him caught his attention more than what they had to say; for someone that hated Fairy-type Pokemon, the Absol clearly had no issue trying to rouse a reaction out of one.

Rimi's story felt more to him like she indirectly called him a bully; but her suggesting that it didn't have to be so took some edge off her otherwise expressing her dislike towards him.

That's to say nothing about Sirius still being here, and him having came over to apologize? To him?

But for once, ever since the start of the spiral, he somewhat looked like he was actually listening.

Lief: "And I'm supposed to believe you're all suddenly interested in my well-being…?"

Which meant he had words to say about it.

Lief: "B-because. I really don't believe any of you… but my head hurts. A-and this floor is cold."

He eyed Sirius' extended paw, and merely stared at it at first.

Under such circumstances, he really would've just moved away. Or make them leave, or otherwise decline their help. He couldn't just do the former, unsurprisingly; and he didn't feel like going through with the latter.

He'd reluctantly complied, after a long and awkward pause, saying:

Lief: "Lying here in the filth is probably the only reason I haven't threw up yet... but whatever. Here goes."

Before raising a paw to take hold of it.

If "take hold of it" actually meant "struggle to lift his arm from the floor and proceed to miss his every attempt to grab it".

His stomach loudly gurgled, and he cringed. His expression looked more pained as he gulped down what nearly came back up, but he still reached for Sirius.

Lief: "Creator of gods..."

chip-dip6 asked: @mezuni-and-willow Fay and Ark @ leif You hear a distant conversation '...this guy looks like he is having a rough time of it, heck they even reminded me of you when you are down! anyway can i get your help so that he doesnt bog down the rest of the party?' 'How would you do that then?' 'you know when you have your nightmares and all that? something like that' 'if you say so' The two of them reach leif, looking down at the depressed pokemon; and the state he was in; 'you, uh, want some help there buddy?'

[ @mezuni-and-willow ]

Lief: "Ugh. If it would make you all go away-"

HIC... urrrp.

Lief: "G-get on with it already. Help me up. And watch as you laugh at me when I tell you all about how I managed to shoo away a beautiful woman that fell out of the sky..."

He was thinking about Pikavee again. Despite everything.

Of course he was.

[ask-team-misfit]

[ in response to this ; @book-of-legends ]

"You're right."

"You don't deserve anything nice."

"... but I'm not going to act cruelly to you like you did to me. Even you deserve kindness."

[ ID: A grayscale drawing of Lief, a hybrid of Sylveon and Ribombee, shown from the neck up in a side-view angle of his right side. His eyes and upper face are obscured by a black scribble, with what appears to be a single tear falling from the corner of his eye. Some snippets of dialogue can be faintly seen throughout the drawing: "You're right." "You don't deserve anything nice." "You're a horrible person, and I don't like you..." "What you said hurt me. It really hurt me..." "... after everything, I'm not going to hold that over you. ... you are quite clearly struggling..." "Even you deserve kindness." End ID ]

"Even you deserve kindness."

[ ID: A grayscale drawing of Lief considerable more zoomed out, to show his entire face. His fur is frazzled, with stray strands sticking up here and there, his antennae are considerably drooped over as are his ears, and his general expression appears a mix of various emotions; tired, depressed, pained and sick, even ashamed. There's wine stains all over his cheeks and scarf, with a dribble of wine drooling from his mouth. Very small tears are present at the corners of his half-lidded eyes. End ID ]

"Even you..."

His insides burned. Not only on a physical level from having drank so much, still on the brink of vomiting the excess alcohol, but now on an emotional level as well.

Sirius' words to him really stung.

He couldn't understand it. The Meowstic he had offended so badly came back anyway. Admitted in the same breath of criticizing him that he was going to be nice about it, because it looked like he needed it.

Him essentially being nice for its sake seriously messed with Lief. He wondered why Sirius didn't just leave him there, after all. Why he bothered coming back if he was this reviled, big bad Pokemon who made him cry.

Lief: "Sure. Whatever you say..."

Yet instead of disputing that... he simply rolled with the punches. His voice remained relatively monotone.

Lief: "It sounds like I'm just an afterthought to you, but I'm used to it. I guess that's to be expected when you start driving people away on purpose... And no. I'm not alright."

His eyes close shut, suffering through another bout of nausea.

Lief: "I can't get up even if I wanted to. I feel like I am going to hurl. And she hates me. I know she does."

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(@ask-the-shiny-pokemons) Rimi approaches Lief with a very serious face due to him being drunk. She crosses her arms.

"See, buggie? That's why you shouldn't mess with the others. First, you did made me anger with this "normality". Second, you've made that Meowstic cry...I really wanna cry if I was you to be honest. Third, what's your business with Desty? I know we did saw their "monarch" appearance, but that's not the same one... Also, good thing you're not the only one drunk during my event visits. I was in one earlier and saw this Absol in human disguise.

But enough ramblin', I'm gonna ask ya honest question: do you regret everything you did here?"

[ @ask-the-shiny-pokemons ]

Lief: "You forgot smothering pollen on the host of this party and making her cry... I know, I really suck. You're welcome for the reminder. Really, what's a few more things to regret?"

In this attempt to get up, he lifted his upper body maybe one inch from the ground before he gave up. His dejected tone of voice remained consistent as he rambled his thoughts to Rimi, half answering her, and half not.

Lief: "What's a decade or two more of being completely friendless? Imagine being the sole Pokemon in probably all of existence to not only piss off people at home, but even people in different universes~."

He shakily waved a paw in the air in halfhearted enthusiasm before letting it fall back to the floor.

Lief: "I could answer you seriously, but there'd be no point. There's no going back from this... I'm just a weirdo feral living in a forest, after all."

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Lief tensed up considerably. He made a real effort to get back on his feet. His ears tilted back; he didn't enjoy being made fun of like this, from a Pokemon that arguably started the cascade to begin with.

But whereas the usual him would at least talk back, the current him just took it. He simply let Destino speak so disparagingly to his face, even agreeing with them.

Lief: "Yeah... I really am a mess. I've always been a mess, I guess."

He still had trouble even sitting up on his own.

Lief: "I'm not convinced that's the worst possible thing you can say to me, by the way. May as well take the opportunity to before I end up pushing even you away for good."

*Destino approached Lief, fully dressed in their sleeping gear. What had happened had been on their mind for a bit and they needed to get to the bottom of it. Pointing a finger into his chest, Destino began to speak in a curt tone.*

Destino: You. Explain what had happened earlier. I don't want a tauros-shit explanation. I know I can be terrifying when I need to be. That's just how amazing I am. But your reaction was something else. Talk.

Lief blinked slowly. He looked down at the finger poking his chest, then back at Destino's face. He raised both paws to slowly push down their claws.

Lief: "B... before you ask, because I kn-kn... know you will. Don't. It'ss nothin'. You hear me? Nothin'... nothin'."

His voice sounded considerably more slurred than just earlier, especially with the way he enunciated "nothing". His stance was so wobbly that it might take the lightest of breezes to completely knock him over.

Lief: "And, a-and... that stuff earlier? That... that other stuff? Also nothin'. I don' gotta tell you nothin'. Yeah? Nothin'... an' there's no way you will ever- ugh, hold on..."

He paused to hiccup. He shuddered, looking genuinely sick.

Lief: "Geez... a-anyways, there'ss... nno way you will, ever, make me. Honestly, even if I d-did-"

His knees buckled mid-sentence, and he again fell right on his face. He near completely went limp.

A louder, muffled hiccup came from him some moments later.

Lief: "Ow..."

sphaeramjourney asked: Gloria stumbled into Lief with a bizarre outfit. It does not bother the Lucario, but the drunkenness what concerns her. She magically summons out a cup of water and attempts to offer it to him. By the Lords, are you okay?! Who gave you that uniform? and you can't be going around looking like that, what if you get yourself hurt?! Here, have some water!

[ @sphaeramjourney ]

Another groan came from the Simbobeon. He now sounded a lot more depressed. With the amount of alcohol he just drank, it was inevitable that it'd hit him full force like this.

For yet more moments of awkward silence, he just lied there. He didn't bother trying to get back up, or even lift his head.

His state of mind and his usual inhibitions all but eroded, he proceeded to speak his mind for the first time since arriving here.

And without yelling at others or belittling them, to boot.

Lief: "I'm not ok... I'm a loser. A wimp. A fraud, a liar."

Event Ask Hints have been updated.

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Rue: Wary, but very much worried, she approached this Pokemon from behind. She feared where this was going, having heard this kind of talk before a number of times, yet she always hoped it would be the last.

"H-hello there. I, um... I can't hope to understand what you're feeling, but if it's at all what I think, I beg you to reconsider. There's always a way out. Even if you cannot see it."

The Riolu would turn around, tears in her eyes.

???: "If there's a method you can name. I've already tried it. Or they're plainly just too expensive for me to try."

She scowled, her eyes turn a blood red, she hopped down and prodded at Rue's chest.

???: "And I'm sick. And tired. Of hearing people like you trying to act all concerned for me. I've heard everything, from 'You have so much to live for' to 'There's always a way out.' I'M TIRED OF HEARING IT!"

She would shove Rue to the ground, her eyes filled with anguish and sorrow. Mixing reds and blues.

???: "Maybe next time you should just mind your own damn business."

She turned around again. Pulling her hood over her head.

[ask-team-misfit]

@the-sun-rises-in-the-south Vi > Lief T/D

Vi would approach Lief, carrying two barrels full of wine.

Vi: "Hey, Lief, dare you to chug a barrel by the end of this event."

She would place a barrel in front of him, it had a long ass straw that was also a tesla valve straw.

Vi: "And- just to prove its possible."

She tilted the other barrel back and began chugging it, finishing all of the wine in it within 1 minute, barely even buzzed, which made it just seem like it wasn't even actually wine to Lief.

[ @the-sun-rises-in-the-south ]

He blinked at Vi with disbelief, looking between her and the barrels she brought in. Both easily matched him in size.

Lief: "Geez, whoever's keeping an eye on the place really needs to start doing background checks... because if it isn't yet another sight for sore eyes. I am overjoyed at the amount of familiar faces around here."

He grumbled the above as he stepped closer to the barrel she had deemed his to drink. He looked over it and the straw with narrow eyes. His antennae begin to shake repeatedly as he made a real attempt to determine what could be inside.

Lief: "Big mistake telling me to chug and leave out what we're chugging. For all I know, you could be trying to poison me..."

He raised an eyebrow as he got a whiff of the liquid inside. It was familiar to him, not unlike the red wine he just drank. But it was somewhat different as well; he couldn't quite figure it out, even after a while longer of examining the barrel.

Lief: "You're lucky I can recognize the smell... it's a dare."

Determined to show Vi what for, he grasped the straw in both paws and began suckling the drink through it.

As the taste filled his mouth, he was half tempted to stop and spit it out. He only barely held himself back.

But he made himself keep going, sipping harder and harder as he struggled to get much out at first.

He didn't just want to show off to Vi, at this rate.

He wanted to come out on top, before all these Pokemon that he had embarrassed himself prior in front of, out of spite.

Granted, a large part in him being so rash about drinking an unknown liquid from a god Pokemon more than large enough to overpower him was due to him feeling a little loopy from his earlier drinking spree.

Aside that if it really was the same drink as what's in the punch bowl, then Vi should also be as woozy as he was feeling, if not worse due to her drinking a barrel's worth of the stuff.

Even gods could get sick, right?

[ask-team-misfit]

Sirius seemed to stare down at the Simbobeon for a long moment, he looked deeply confused and even more concerned. He had originally approached him for another reason entirely, but now he just found himself worried for him.  The reek of wine from the Pokemon was blatantly apparent, it was almost enough to make him cringe and recoil away. Even so, he nervously crouched down beside them, it was clear Lief was dealing with something of his own. As much as it pained him to see the Pokemon after their previous encounter he put his feelings aside for the moment. "Are you alright...?" He softly asked, "I- Um- I know you likely do not wish to speak to me... or see me... you've expressed this already so forgive me. But, I do not think I could in good conscience allow you to lay here... Do you need help?" There was genuine worry in his voice, he certainly wasn't planning on leaving Lief alone anytime soon. That looked to be the last thing the Pokemon needed right now.

Lief quivered a bit at the sound of Sirius' voice. The muscles in his arms lightly flex as he tried to sit up, but he couldn't lift his upper body even a centimeter off the floor.

He gave up soon enough. He continued to lie there, and from the way he went on to respond, he probably only half heard what Sirius had to say.

Alternatively, he heard every word and didn't have the heart to make him leave.

Lief: "Do whatever you want... I probably deserve it. Or don't deserve it, if it's anything nice."

He jerked somewhat as he hiccuped again.

Lief: "This floor smells like foot fungus."