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[Yep, that's a Pokémon handling the 'gear, no doubt about it and since all of Miguel's pokémon are enormous except for one still fairly small flying type, Paloma the Tranquill.]
[The feed today opens with Miguel sitting somewhere outside, plucking absentmindedly on the strings of a quite worn Mandolin. He seems to be entirely lost in thought, staring off into some distance beyond what you can see.]
[After just a short while it becomes apparent he's plucking the strings in tune with the forever-eerie soundtrack of Lavender town, and that's when Paloma decides to chirp loudly. Miguel jerks, clearly startled, but then smiles when he sees that oh, the gear is running.]
Oh, hello network, nice to see you and how are you doing? I haven't been very updated with you lately. [been too busy coping with feels. AHEM, he gestures towards his intrument.]
Any requests?
[The feed today opens with Miguel sitting somewhere outside, plucking absentmindedly on the strings of a quite worn Mandolin. He seems to be entirely lost in thought, staring off into some distance beyond what you can see.]
[After just a short while it becomes apparent he's plucking the strings in tune with the forever-eerie soundtrack of Lavender town, and that's when Paloma decides to chirp loudly. Miguel jerks, clearly startled, but then smiles when he sees that oh, the gear is running.]
Oh, hello network, nice to see you and how are you doing? I haven't been very updated with you lately. [been too busy coping with feels. AHEM, he gestures towards his intrument.]
Any requests?
