Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2020 12:08:58 GMT -6
He'd been invited to this ceremony that Pokemon in this place seem to enjoy. A historical tradition continuing on and one, he'd gone and Had a suite created so he could attend and study the specimen in this world as the acted out this grand tradition. The event had days leading up to this final ball, where they gather around to dance and consume scrumptious food. He'd taken a small notepad and was walking around taking notes on everyone. He'd managed to successfully get his hands on a skull between the weeks of leaving here, it was an odd weird craving that he had.. One after feeding into he'd soon fall into a great comfort to keep feeding. Nobody seemed to give him odd looks and almost accepted this as a normal thing for his supposed form's "species" is that what it was? A type of animal instinct that just kept him alive? Or? He decided against overthinking this odd behavior this form had created within him.
Arriving to the ball he'd taken note of the decorations, admiring them. He was in quite awe at how they were all set-up. How long had it taken? Who had placed in all that effort? After that he'd began taking note of all the Pokemon that had came, the various sizes some making him feel.. Awfully small in his form much unlike his Home where he was considered Average height if not above average. His eyes scanned over at the creatures all smiling and enjoying themselves, his mind couldn't help but be curious what sort of DNA make-up they had.
He'd eventually taken to a small corner of the room, opening the small little notepad and began writing in it. Stay silent, quiet, and most importantly alone. Unaware of any that wished to bother him or were watching his Behavior from afar.