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[Said while sloshing through the water to go look anyways.
The Shuckle sort of blinks lazily at MJ before slowly slorping itself back into its shell--not that it's particularly bothered by being pecked at, but it would rather not have to deal with this. Score. Now the holes are handholds.
Delphi lets out a loud, sudden squawk, nearly falling off Alfred's back. Doom! It has arrived! It's closer than they think!
...All the while, apparently not seeing the Sandyghast on the shore.]
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[He makes eye contact with Ray. He slowly approaches Egon from behind, and gestures for Ray to follow his lead. It's dunking time.
Sigourney just... pats Annie on the head, once. She's not really good at comforting. She barely understands what that is. She explains- Kildarby mentioned this ritual to her, and they both wanted to try it out. It should be friendly.
Kildarby preens her wing feathers. Possibly friendly, she adds. We did just create a ghost out of thin air. No telling the personality.
The Sandygast appears too invested with taking in the world around it to even realize they're talking about it. It shuffles forward, granules of sand falling from its body as it moves. It notices Cucumis, and begins to slowly shuffle closer. It's still brandishing the knife.
MJ picks up the Shuckle with ease, chirping to herself. She flies off with the Shuckle- not far, just bringing it closer to the rest of the Pokemon. As for Alfred, he's finally gotten Axle back to the shore, and he looks alarmed by Delphi's reactions. What's wrong, little one? What do you see?]
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Yeah, you know you're a genius and we love you.
[>:) He will never suspect a thing.
Annie is slightly comforted by this. She doesn't mind ghosts! Her best friend is a ghost herself after all, so surely a lot of them have to be nice.
Oh wait a minute! Her club is still on the sand castle! She scurries out from behind Sig and nervously confronts the Sandyghast.
Hello sir, the club was from her mother, can she please have it back?
Axle idly looks up from the water. If doom has arrived, it's a beautiful day for it. That's nice.]
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If Ray or Venkman try to peer into the water where Egon disappeared, they'll hear something splash behind them as Egon tries to push them both into the water. Revenge Time, Boys.
Delphi waves frantically, her arms pinwheeling as she tries to maintain her balance. Doom! A new presence coalesces, formed by fools pursuing a higher knowledge. Tampering with forces unknown to them, they see not the consequences lain before them--!
And then she falls into the water with a loud QUACK!
Cucumis sees the Sandygast coming towards her with a knife, and she squeaks in alarm, trying to scoot out of the way. She came to the beach to have a relaxing time, and what has happened so far? She's been disturbed in her nap, nearly eaten by a blasted Wingull, and now she's being accosted by newborns with knives. She splurts out her guts, raising a fist in warning. Step back, or she'll punch ya!]
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You do learn from your mistakes! I can't believe it!
[He's laughing as he tries to drag Egon down again.
The Sandygast pauses at Annie's plea. It has no idea what a mother is. But it will listen to its creators. It allows her to pry the club free, before continuing its slow approach to Cucumis. The fist doesn't bother it- it doesn't even know that's a threat.
Alfred dives underwater after the fallen Delphi, asking if she's alright. Once he's got her on his back, he'll gently deposit her back in the sand.
MJ is poking around at her prize when Kildarby notices. She croaks irritably, and flies over to shoo MJ away. Come now, you're owned by someone, you can't go around preying on the wildlife. The Wingull shrieks in anger- she wasn't gonna eat it, just, you know, maybe take a bite outta it.
Kildarby takes the Shuckle, and is about to fly it back over to where MJ found it, when she notices Egon in the water.
An idea comes to mind.
Ever heard of Aeschylus? How about the way that he died?]
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That's no fair! You can't sneak up on us!
[He doesn't seem at all bothered by this.
Oh! Thank you so much! Annie is now no longer afraid of this scary living sandcastle and is now curiously following him. That's Aunt Cucumis! She's mean sometimes but Annie just knows that she's a good person deep down. c:
Axle gently lays on the shore as well, and pats Delphi on the head. There there. At least we're at water .
... And maybe their dads brought snacks. Do you want a snack?]
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He's always serious.
Speaking of fun, Cucumis doesn't seem to be having any sort of fun right now. For the love of Arceus, get rid of that knife before she takes it from you!
Delphi sort of flops down onto the sand, quacking in a slightly panicked manner. The mental load of predicting the future is too much for her--she's just gonna lie here for a bit. Snacks would be nice.
The Shuckle remains firmly in his shell while Kildarby does whatever she wants with it. He just hopes that eventually they'll give up and leave him alone.]
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The Sandygast approaches Cucumis. Closer. Closer.
Kildarby picks up the Shuckle in her talons and flies over the trio of Ghostbusters, circling them once or twice. She aims.
The Shuckle is deployed.
Delphi is probably about to have a heart attack.]
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One. Egon resurfaces, trying (again) to shake off as much water as possible before he's inevitably pushed down into the sea again.
Two. A Pyukumuku by the name of Cucumis Sativus punches at the Sandygast approaching her, trying to take the knife from its base. Simultaneously, closer to the edge of the water, Delphi sees the Shuckle flying through the air and starts quacking and clutching her head.
Three. Everyone in the vicinity hears a distinct CRACK as the Shuckle makes contact with Egon's head.
Egon jolts forward, his glasses falling into the water as the Shuckle splashes down and sinks like a stone. The Ghostbuster glares up at the source of the attack, Kildarby, and is about to sternly lecture her when he does a double take and looks more closely at what she dropped.
And he audibly gasps.]
Oh, my God.
[He dives down to retrieve the red shell and comes back up, holding it above his head like some grand prize. He looks utterly ridiculous, sopping wet and without glasses, but his face is lit up with excitement. The Shuckle peers its little face out tentatively.]
Look at this!
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Meanwhile, Axle hands Delphi some peanut butter crackers.]
Egon!!!
[Ray scrambles to his feet and tries to get Egon to assess the damages when Egon suddenly springs up with excitement.
He is frankly stunned by this sudden change.]
Egon...
I love them! What Pokemon is that? I've never seen this little guy before!
[Venkman save these two idiots.]
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... I'd ask if you're ok, but I think you just answered that question for me.
[Kildarby's job here is done- she lands on the shore and begins to preen. MJ bristles as the Shuckle is lovingly brandished by Egon. Alfred pokes his head out of the water, Egon's glasses held in his mouth by the frames- Venkman takes the glasses and proceeds to put them back on Egon's face.
Sigourney appears wildly unphased by everything.
As for the Sandygast, it recoils in surprise at the hit. The knife doesn't drop, but it manipulates the sand particles to hide the blade. It looks confused and a little sad- why hit?]
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This is a Shuckle. I've read extensively on their species--did you know that they're known as the mold Pokémon? This creature stores berries in its shell and digests them to become edible, like many other decomposers. What makes this berry juice unique is that it can also be consumed by other Pokémon and human beings. It looks incredibly similar to the apple rust fungi--
[He still can't see shit even with his glasses on, but he doesn't care. He's like a kid in a candy store that was struck over the head with a jar of Twinkies.
Cucumis chitters, a little annoyed. She hit because the Sandygast was approaching her with a sharp object! She thought it was going to stab her, and she's had enough physical harm for today. Maybe if they want to avoid getting hit, they shouldn't run at people with sharp objects!]
--help me think of names of mycologists, please. A glorious specimen such as this one deserves a good name.
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You should name them after Beatrix Potter! I think it fits this cute little guy well.
-And if humans can drink the juice Shuckles can produce, then we could do a new experiment on berries to determine the effects of humans on berries with alterations done to them!
[Finally they won't hecking pass out again.
Annie nods in agreement. It's important to be nice to strangers! And she's pretty sure a lot of people don't like knives.]
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[She's one of the only mycologists Venkman knows off the top of his head, though.
The Sandygast considers Cucumis' words. What's wrong with sharp objects?]
Oh, God. My bird gave you guys more experiment ideas.
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With that, she squelches deeper into herself and seemingly closes off the conversation. She just wants to rest in the sand for a while, thank you very much.
Egon thinks for a moment, staring into the Shuckle's shell, as if it may offer some sort of answer. The Shuckle stares back, blinking.
Slowly, Egon lifts the Shuckle above his head in an almost triumphant fashion. His face and voice absolutely deadpan, he recalls the following name:]
Karl Wilhelm Gottlieb Leopold Fuckel.
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Anyway sharp things hurt! Some people are fine with it, but it's always important to ask if someone likes knives before waving one around them!
Ray stares at Egon once he hears that name.
Then at Venkman.
Then back at Egon.
Did he just imagine that or...]
Spengs, what name did you just give Shuckle?
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Venkman blinks, bemused, looking from Ray to Egon.]
... Was that multiple name suggestions or is that the actual, full name you wanna give this thing? [A beat. Slowly, he seems to actually register the last part of that name.] Can you- can you spell the last part?
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[He glances back and forth between his partners for some sort of recognition, and sighs, rubbing his forehead in apparent frustration.]
That's F-U-C-K-E-L. He was the taxonomic authority of the mycological genera Aleuria, Phyllachora, Plectania and Sclerotinia.
[Cucumis isn't answering this one. Annie can deal with this on her own--this sea cucumber is done interacting with anyone. Next person who bothers her is going to get punched.]
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Like Kirby! She really strong and doesn't get hurt by anything. However someone like her would get hurt by a knife. :c She's not strong like Kirby so being stabbed would hurt her a lot.
Ray is just... stunned at this.]
F... fuckel?
[He looks at Venkman one last time before he just doubles over in laughter.]
I love it! Fuckel the Shuckle is the best name ever!
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...You're naming the Shuckle Fuckel. You- Sir Wigglesworth was bad enough, Egon, now you're just doing this shit on purpose-!
[He tries to keep it together, but once Ray starts laughing, he loses it, too, and has to grab onto Ray's shoulder to keep himself upright.
The Sandygast slowly... well, not nods, but part of its sand body jostles in a way reminiscent to a nod. Some things are hurt by knives and others are not. Ok. It will remember that. How does it know what will be hurt from knives and what won't?
Elsewhere on the beach, Kildarby looks up from preening at the sound of her trainer laughing. Damn. Looks like Egon's still standing. Ah, well. Another day, maybe she'll be luckier.]
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I still don't see what's wrong with Sir Wigglesworth. It's a perfectly fine name that honors a great entomologist.
[The newly-christened Fuckel--or Karl, if you're so inclined--peers cautiously at the two laughing humans. Humans do the strangest things sometimes. It gently reaches out a tendril towards Ray, as if wanting to be picked up.
Delphi continues to munch of snacks, apparently calming down from her earlier fit. She rubs her head, wincing as she casts a glance towards her trainers. Things seem to be fine so far for them. Maybe doom was averted today? That would be good.]
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Egon, please never change; I'm begging you.
[He loves you so damn much.
Annie nods. Usually it's nice to ask first! People usually know if they're hurt by knives or not! And if they don't it's best to stay safe so you don't hurt them. That would be mean.
Axle gently pats Delphi's head. He knew it was too nice of a day for doom to happen. No apocalypse would look at this nice beach weather and decide to attack.]
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[The laughter has finally gotten the attention of the Sandygast. It shuffles around until it's facing them. Would they be hurt by knives?
It begins to shuffle its way towards the Ghostbusters.]
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Egon turns to look towards the shore when he sees the sandcastle slowly shambling towards them. His eyes widen in shock as he waves towards the other Ghostbusters, trying to catch their attention.]
Look--Look over there! It's a Sandygast, a bonafide Class III possessor!
[He doesn't seem threatened at all by the knife--rather, he sounds extremely excited (by Egon standards) as he starts sloshing over to the shoreline.]
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[Okay no he can't say that with a straight face, he lets out a snorting laugh and tries his hardest to regain his composure as he pats the poor Shuckle.
Luckily he stops laughing when Egon points out the Sandygast.]
Are they holding a knife?
[He also... sounds way too excited about this.
Okay that worries Annie a little. Yeah knives would hurt them!! :c He trainer Ray got hurt somehow and he wouldn't move for a week and she thought she lost him.
She was really sad.]
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