>>56491335>>56491340My roll was a Wooloo, and I imagined a little girl who's finally old enough to be trusted with a Pokémon unwrapping a Poké Ball for her birthday. Her mind's racing as she imagines what's inside—is it a Machamp? Houndoom? No way, maybe it's even a super cool Moltres, and she can destroy all of her friend on the battlefield! She tosses the Poké Ball out onto the grass, and it's, it's—!
>"BAAAAAAA!"...It's an overgrown lump of fluff.
>"Surprise, sweetie! Uncle Barley got you a Wooloo from his farm!"This was the exact opposite of the type of Pokémon she wanted, but she forces a smile for that same kind of face you make while thanking grandma for getting you socks for Christmas and proclaiming it's exactly what you wanted.
>"Gee, th-thanks guys!"She'd soon come to learn that Wooloo wool grows exceptionally fast (over 4x the rate of real life sheep) and it will become immobolized by the sheer mass of it if not sheared often enough. Her uncle is a hick who prefers doing things the "old-fashioned way," so she was given a pair of hand shears instead of the convenient electric one. Her first shearing session is also how she discovered she was allergic to the lanolin in the wool! Lovely. At least feeding it is as simple as letting it graze on the grass outside, but she has to be vigilant when it's at home, lest she's yelled at for ruining the lawn again.
