envy_the_sinners: (the small thing is talking again)
[Anyone who knows Scar or has spoken to him before will recognize his voice. But he's sounding... a little worn out. Frazzled. The tiny mews of a dazed Espurr can be heard in the background, along with the steady thumps of something far more solid than rain hitting the hotel roof.]

The Pokémon that are falling out of the sky. Do not unfold their ears. Just... don't.

[This has been a public service announcement. He had just been trying to give it a bath!]
envy_the_sinners: (that was my favorite shirt)
[The voice that comes over the feed is sounding even more surly than usual, today...]

I am looking for a remedy for skuntank spray. Anything potentially helpful would be appreciated. Simple washing does not seem to be working.

[See, children? The ill effects of not forwarding that chain letter. Tsk tsk.

...Are those bees buzzing in the background?]
envy_the_sinners: (lineface)
[Scar's been lying low in Olivine ever since the hurricane, and he's starting to go a little stir-crazy. Being left bored with his thoughts can only end in one thing. Anon questions.]

In my time here, I have come to find that there are a great many "worlds" that are home to people who wouldn't be considered human, but experience the same depth of thought and range of emotion.

[Even he can make that conclusion, now.]

In that case, what is humanity? A measure of physical traits? A state of mind? Something into which one must be born?

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