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[...This all would be a lot more enjoyable if the past week hadn't been so shitty.
"This all" being the sudden reappearance of Ondorus' monstrous features; his pointed ears, and the spiral-ridged horn attached to the front of his skull. Along with those comes his magic, with which he patches himself up. All is well...
....
yeah no not really. He can make an effort not to wallow, but recent events have him in a rather somber mood.
For now, though? He's got his species back. He's got his magic back. He can play with his Pokemon (...the ones still with him), showing them forms of different elemental spells. Deliberately avoiding any earth-based ones. He can let them touch his ears and poke his horn, just sort of...existing in monstery solidarity.
And hey, look! Wherever they happen to be at the moment, chances are they're not alone. A small, ever-changing crowd of other monsters are here to play. Some slimes, some weegulls, some ants, the occasional buffamoo or mushroom, a handful of ignis and tundras...and, of course...
...a big cuddly pile of woolies. Because it's not a rune party until the woolies arrive. also ondorus emits wooly magnet beams or something
The univir's smiles are a little forced, but the atmosphere of serenity is real, wherever they happen to be. Come hug a wooly. You know you want to.]
"This all" being the sudden reappearance of Ondorus' monstrous features; his pointed ears, and the spiral-ridged horn attached to the front of his skull. Along with those comes his magic, with which he patches himself up. All is well...
....
yeah no not really. He can make an effort not to wallow, but recent events have him in a rather somber mood.
For now, though? He's got his species back. He's got his magic back. He can play with his Pokemon (...the ones still with him), showing them forms of different elemental spells. Deliberately avoiding any earth-based ones. He can let them touch his ears and poke his horn, just sort of...existing in monstery solidarity.
And hey, look! Wherever they happen to be at the moment, chances are they're not alone. A small, ever-changing crowd of other monsters are here to play. Some slimes, some weegulls, some ants, the occasional buffamoo or mushroom, a handful of ignis and tundras...and, of course...
...a big cuddly pile of woolies. Because it's not a rune party until the woolies arrive. also ondorus emits wooly magnet beams or something
The univir's smiles are a little forced, but the atmosphere of serenity is real, wherever they happen to be. Come hug a wooly. You know you want to.]

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The group of monsters trails along behind Ondorus, who is experimenting with the...current travel situations. This route seems to have just begun, and they're already at its end?...What city is this?]
How about that...
[He stops, humming in perplexed interest, and his tagalongs catch up to him in a small crowd.]
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Hey!
[tries to run up to him, but slows down, in an effort not to trample over the strange creatures that are gathering around him]
Hey, uh, this is a long-shot, but do you know what's going on around here?
[Nooot going to bring up the horn, or the ears, or anything else weird about him yet. At least, not yet. The mutations kind of disensitized her to that particular bit of strangeness]
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Not yet. But I hope to find out. [...or wait she probably means-] -Are you in need of any help?
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...The distances, too. If I'm right, I've just walked a path that would normally take a week to travel.
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[stops herself, and takes a deep breath]
...nevermind. [He just said he was trying to figure this out too, didn't he?] But, what about these little guys? Were they here when you got here, or...?
[Glancing back at the monsters. After all, they do seem rather fond of him. Fonder than most wild pokemon would be, anyway]
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[A weegull peeps shrilly from a branch overhead.]
They're not the only things out-of-place I've seen today. The way this world interacts with other worlds has, to my knowledge, always followed a strict pattern - but within the past day, that pattern appears to have lifted. From the irregular appearance of elements from other worlds, to the reversal of whatever process changes our abilities and forms...even the logic of Johto itself is altered.
[tl;dr, unicorn man, tl;dr]
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["Hmm" indeed. Things are supposed to make sense, dammit.
...Any "dignified wise dude" image Ondorus may have had going there is being ruined by the wooly that's playing with the trailing edge of his cape.]