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 Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 3:59 am
It was late in the afternoon. Most subjects were either outside or in their rooms. The lunch room was a wide open target for Arcanine mischief. Koda was bored and hyper, he had very few options in how he could burn that energy and boredom stopped him from using the same methods all the time. He didn't want to wreck his room so he had ventured out here.
He began with a trash can made of solid plastic. It held so many different smells inside it that he couldn't help rearing up on his hind legs to look inside. His weight knocked the trash can over, spilling the contents on the floor. A good bite on the plastic rim put a crack in it. Clenching his jaw muscles he bunched up his shoulders, growling playfully, shaking his head and jerking around. The chunk of plastic was soon close to breaking off.
Ripping off the hunk of plastic he raised his head high, displaying his new prize. Bushy tail wagged briskly as he marched around tables and chairs. Dropping the plastic he soon returned to the can. It was round, he wondered if he could make it roll while he stood on it. Carefully he wobbled onto it, it bent under his weight. It was lopsided and clumsy but he did manage to get it going... then couldn't stop it. More trash tumbled out of the can all over the floor until he crashed into a table. Plop! He stared at the table, sniffed the dry gum wads underneath then began gnawing on the side of the table. Just a few bites, they'd never notice. He wasn't doing anything wrong. He was having fun! The wood was softer than a rawhide bone with the taste of wet saw dust. It felt good to bite down on something, he had a few new teeth coming in.
Blue eyes gazed longingly at the vending machines. He'd already eaten his three main meals for the day but all this chewing was giving him a case of the munchies. If he could just learn how to open that thing maybe he could have an extra special human treat....
The garbage bags on the floor were lumpy looking and smelly, he would defeat them soon...they were spoils of war with the garbage can. He was up to destructive mischief.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 12:53 pm
Bored.
Quil was painfully, inescapably, terminally bored. None of the subjects outside had offered any kind of destraction for him, and inside... inside was worse. Sitting in his little room made him want to sleep. In desperation, Quil had come to the lunch room. He wasn't really all that hungry, but at this point, anything was welcome.
A few steps into the large room, the loud crack of plastic suddenly breaking startled Quil. Red eyes wide and shoulder vents still glowing with the remnants of surprised fire, the Typhlosion looked for the source- not a hard task. He stared at the Arcanine for a few moments. Why on earth was he destroying that trash can? And why did he care why? He couldn't even muster up his usual urge to fight, at the sight of what the Arcanine was doing. It was too... puppy-like, too young. Even Quil had lines he wouldn't cross; he wouldn't make the first move to challenge kids.
Amused, Quil watched the canine prance around the lunch room only to return and stumble onto the spoiled trash can. A chuckle slipped out soon enough, and he couldn't resist anymore. This was just what he had been looking for, wasn't it? Decided, Quil turned and ambled towards the now table-chewing Arcanine, grinning to himself. "'Scuse me. 'S that table particularly good tasting?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 2:59 pm
Koda looked up to see an amused Typhlosion. He let go of the table and grinned up at him. "Yeah this one tastes alright. It wasn't treated with any human chemicals so you can still taste the natural flavor of the wood and a little sugary sap. It's also a soft wood so it's fun to bite into! I've been bored all day, had to find something to do. " He explained himself.
He jerked his head in the direction of the vending machines. "Can't nibble on anything else, don't know how to work those things." He jumped up onto the table and wagged his tail. "Certainly not a tasty steak but you can always pretend it's someone you don't like and chew it to shreds."
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 3:56 pm
He shook his head, letting his grin widen a little. "I'll take your word. Never wanted to chew on the things before." He'd been right. Coming over here was definitely more entertaining than sitting by himself in his room.
Quil studied the vending machines. "Huh. Think I've seen humans put silver into those things to get the food out. Sometimes paper." That had been back when he'd roamed fairly freely, before the succession of trainers. Back when he'd still been with the traveling entertainment group. He shook his head, breaking that train of thought. He didn't want to be angry- at least right now.
"We could break them." Maybe they were made of something that would give to claws.. Quil flexed one of his forepaws, denting the linoleum tile beneath it. Possible.
"Someone I don't like? Got plenty of those." Now Quil's expression turned just a little feral, if distracted. The list really was quite long.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 5:03 pm
Koda shrugged, not every pokemon had a taste for wood like he did. Maybe he had fetched one too many sticks? Balls weren't much better, easily deflated with a loud pop. Like a balloon really, except it didn't float.
"Try it sometime, great stress relief." Koda encouraged, waving his front paw around at the tables and chairs around the lunch room. Untaught, and untrained he saw nothing wrong with destroying furniture. In his point of view, he lived there and at least partially owned all of it, sharing it with the other subjects. He could do what he wanted with his furniture as long as he left enough for the other subjects to keep using. Plus, they could be fixed.
He cocked his head to one side. "Silver and paper huh? I'll never understand why feeding a machine would make it spit out such delicious food stuffs. Why not keep the food? Much tastier! Must be a trade thing." He jumped off the table and sniffed at a vending machine with new interest. Wood, metal, glass..."Might be breakable. I've never tried to, don't want to crack my teeth." His teeth itched to bite something again, gums were sore as new teeth were just under the skin. Ready to pop up and grow in. He wondered why the machine wasn't open-able, even humans could sometimes be seen pounding on these things. He felt no problem in them doing the same.
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 6:47 pm
"I might." He just might, the next time he was bored. They probably would make for decent stress relief, like the Arcanine said.
Quil snorted, shook his head. "Beats me. Humans make no sense." He followed Koda to the closest vending machine. Rising onto his hind legs, he gave the vending machine a tentative shove. When the object rocked, he grunted appreciatively. "We can break it. They have to put more food in here somehow.. Humans throw a lot of things away, but I don't think they'd toss something this big."
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 7:10 pm
He flattening his ears in frustration at the machine. Koda had learned how to use speaker systems, toilets, bath tubs and drinking fountains. This thing was a puzzle for him. He'd tried to open it before. Pushed buttons, stuck his nose in the small opening at the bottom, voice command. Nothing worked and yet he'd been shocked when humans always managed to get food from it. It was just proof of their superiority as Masters. They had their silver and paper to feed the vendor.
"Yeah, humans are messy but usually they keep big things like this for a long time." Koda agreed, watching the Typhlosion give the machine a shove. He wagged his tail at Quil's confirmation. It was breakable, like the trash can just tougher and with fresher food inside.
Built differently, on his hind legs Koda wouldn't have the strength to rock the vendor like that. Instead he backed up then leaped at it, giving it a head butt. The machine moved an inch back, making a screeching sound against the floor.
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Posted: Tue May 12, 2009 12:02 pm
Quil grinned in approval at Koda's actions. Taking a leap like that, and head-butting the thing..Heh. He had a feeling he was gonna like this pup. Turning his attention back to the machine, he thought. Fire, obviously, would be the fastest way into this thing. Humans used a lot of plastic, and he'd be willing to bet fine meat that this machine had the stuff in it. Plastic things melted like candle wax at the right temperature. But then again, the Arcanine seemed intent on the food.
Also, burnt plastic smelled like Muk.
Oh well. No fire, then. Quil flexed his fingers and, ignoring the glass as noisy, messy, and probably sharp if broken, struck the side of the machine hard enough to dig his claws in. Instead of pushing this time, Quil yanked downwards.
Meh. An inch, maybe two. But it would be enough to pry at. "This thing's tough." Abruptly, he looked over at the other Pokemon, remembering something. "My name's Quil, by th' way."
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 10:33 am
Koda watched in amazement as Quil sunk his sharp claws into the machine and yanked it open an inch or two. He was strong! Koda grew excited, yeah! They could do this! "My name's Koda." The arcanine backed up several steps, facing the glass. He pawed his front legs like an angry Taurus, lowered his head and charged faster this time. BANG! He hit the glass with a thud, a couple small cracks appeared in the glass. Not much but he could work on it. He sat down and shook his head softly, getting rid of the dizziness.
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