Discussion in 'RPG - Playing Your Role' started by VaticanCameos, Nov 20, 2012.
Those faces are terrifying.
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Joey is staring into my soul...
I can't make up any puns, though. I always get to Charmander, then I start thinking about gerrymandering and how I keep forgetting how that means, and then I have to look it up in Hague and Harrop and then I always end up reading about what feckless plurality is.
Poor Dokosu. No evolution for her.
What have you done.
I'm...I'm starting to ship Charles and Gary.... MAKE IT STOP.
NO I CAN'T WRITE THAT, THAT'S TOO ROMANCY. NOOOOOOO FALSEFJAS;LFA.
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Honey, I think you forgot what subforum you're on.
All is going according to plan.
Everyone starts to make their way back into Cerulean City.
However, we're swiftly intercepted by a formal looking Officer Jenny, who sent a pointed look towards Fontaine. I blink and stare up at the large Gyarados. Then look around.
Most of the civilians are huddled up against walls or staring in frozen terror.
Directing my speech to Fontaine I repeat.
Sorry. We have to be in good books with Cerulean if we want to face Misty...
Fontaine emits a rumble and glares at Jenny for a moment before bobbing his head. I pat him apologetically on the side and recall him.
The officer gives the rest of us a stiff nod and makes her way back around town. The rest of the people slowly get back to business.
I sigh and head towards the northern part of the city, the rest of the team trailing behind.
...Well this doesn't look good.
Link blinks from my shoulder. (How 'bout we skip it?)
I nod. For the moment at least...It could be Rocket.
(...Good point, I guess)
I stroll towards the tall grass further up ahead. There I bump into someone familiar...
I stumble slightly and stare at my rival.
Erm...Hello Rival Dear. Falling easily back into my old patterns with Gary, I cock an eyebrow towards him.
Gary freezes at the 'dear'. Gazing at me like a Deerling in headlights, hand twitching towards his pocket. I open my mouth to question him, but he's already composed himself and is prattling on.
But, yes, I am actually. I took the time to legitimately train my Pokemon.
I'm oh so sure you're going oh so much faster?
Uhmm. Whatever you say dear.
Gary stares once more before forcing his next words out.
Is...Is he blushing?
...Well. I can't turn down a fight from you.
Oddly enough, he seems to blush harder at that.
...I'm just imagining things I'm sure.
I grin my congrats to my team, Link giving me a high five as he passes leaps back to my shoulder.
Gary shifts awkwardly from foot to foot and starts to dig into his pockets.
"A-alright listen...Stop sending me these...Freaky emails."
I blink and this time it was my turn to stare at him.
Emails? I haven't been sending you any emails.
Gary tilts his head, and this time I'm positive he's blushing.
"I'm not an idiot! Of course you did, It's your email-address!"
He shoves his phones against my chest and I fumble slightly before looking at the screen.
....Oh dear Mew.
On it was one of apparently several emails. It was filled with innuendos and...I scrolled down...A declaration of love?!
This...! This wasn't-
Gary huffed and snatched the phone back.
"I know it wasn't real, alright!" He growled gruffly, hanging his head. "You, of all, people wouldn't send these unless it was a joke."
Well...Yes, but I didn't-
"Just...Stop it. Okay? Just stop."
He moves past me, still blushing furiously and, shamefully, my first though was how cute he looked blushing.
Oh dear Mew.
Did I seriously just think that?
He's my rival! I can't think things like that!
And...He looked pretty upset...
Did he think they were real at first?
I'm not going to go after him. I'm not going to go after him...
The constant mantra rang in my head as I walked into the tall grass.
I...Don't want to blurt out something I'll regret.
After all, Gary was my crush before my rival.
But things have changed.
That came out way more fluffier than I initially thought-
And you all probably approve.
You know us so well.
You have my heavenly approval :D /jumps onto the ship
What have I done.
This will end with a lot of cut screenshots... Dear lord I'm actually crafting a plot outside of the game.
I feel accomplished.
You are doing exactly what you are supposed to do. Join us, Charles. We shall romance all of the rivals!
You all are forgetting one crucial thing.
If this continues, eventually Charles must take Gary to meet his caretaker.
THINK ABOUT YOUR CHOICES BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE.
I'm the writer aren't I?
EVERYTHING SHALL CONTINUE AS PLANNED.
This is fun c:
AND IN A CLOSE(?) RADIUS OF THIS EVENT:
(Aaaaand sent! Damn Shuu, all those phrases about trains and caves? I tip my wings to you. And the one about the Luvdisc? Priceless. (...) Nah, he hasn't answered yet. He's either ignoring us or at a loss of words, and I'm betting on the latter. But hey, this means we can continue. Even if Charles finds out, I doubt he'll do something about it right away. He's like that, won't think about it unless it continues happening. Which of course means we still have work to do.
So, what else do you have? (...) You know some about Taillows and Combee? Do share.
...Wait, what's this?
...Shuu, I think I found Charles' secret stash. Now, as my temporal right hand, I ask you, are we that mean? (...) Yeah, you're right. Of course we are.)
Hell hath no fury a Butterfree boxed?
Oh my God.
Just popping in quickly...From school. Shhh...Don't tell the principle.
After I get out I'm going to see a movie with my niece, so I won't be able to get to a computer until around 6ish.
I'll update as soon as I can.
See you guys soon~<3
Apparently my sister is a lying sack of shit got the times wrong. My niece won't be over until 7, so....
Update in the works.
My feet automatically carried me forward.
Just...Forget about it. Someone is just playing a prank...It's not even on me! Well they're using my email, but it's only Gary who's actually getting the brunt of it!
...Guilt go away.
Shaking my head I ignore that creeping feeling and force the issue out of my mind.
I tilt my head and start to question the guy.
Er...What are you doing?
An almost predatory grin grew on my face and I nod.
You bet I do.
"Right! Let's battle!"
The Bug Catcher crowed, releasing his Pokemon. I chuckle and wordlessly release Fontaine.
The surrounding trainers pale.
I pass the last trainer, and arrive to...
Is this where I get my prize?
I can hear Fontaine behind me, he's trying to eat a trainer. I pass if of and so does the man.
The man hand over a gold nugget. I beam and turn it over in my palm.
I wonder how much this is worth....
The smile falls off my face.
It's said in such a soft voice, but apparently the grunt has good hearing.
I clench my hand around the piece of gold, glaring at him.
No. I growl, only slightly louder.
I snap in both meaning of the words, voice rising into a slight yell and I abruptly shove the Rocket into the fence next to us.
The Rocket is thankfully paralyzed from the sudden force and the surprise from my breaking point.
Fontaine notices the commotion and quickly curl himself around the grunt.
I back up as he squeezes the damn Rocket, he grunt in pain and glares at me.
"Brat! Let me go!"
I scowl at him and my hand finds my bag. I can feel the cold steel against the fabric as I reach my hand into it.
I slowly bring out the knife and the team, upon seeing what I was prepared to do, gathered in front of the two of us. Blocking the view. I vaguely recognize that Link is herding the other trainers away. I suppose I'm lucky they didn't see anything. I stalk back to the Rocket.
His mouth opens up to shout once more but a squeeze from Fontaine sends him into a coughing fit.
I'm right next to him now, the knife swinging in my grasp.
Awww even though I'm dead you still hold a grudge against team rocket <3
I like where this is going~ :3c
I have to say, I like all the murder you've injected into a childhood memory, VaticanCameos.
Eboby the tiny fire lizard will be here soon. Soon all will perish. :D
Ha. Haha. Haaaa. That bridge. It wouldn't have been so bad if not for your rival popping up. Scared the piss out of me the first time it happened. And since I was a wee bairn I was under the mistaken impression that the trainers would reset if I went back to heal or was defeated. (Older, wiser me curses that that was not the case. Think of all the XP and money grinding that could have happened.)
Rise of the Guardians was much better than expected. Hot damn. I'm so going to buy it when it comes out on DVD.
I may or may not update.
I kind of want to but I have homework....
Fuck it, I'll update in a few hours. I need to keep hold of that good movie glow.
Lucky you. That movie doesn't come over here 'til January. Hell, Wreck-it-Ralph doesn't even come out 'til Boxing Day. :C
But yaaay more shipping updates! :D :D
There's a man here. I wonder if he saw what I did.
I approach him cautiously.
...Apparently he didn't.
Or maybe he thinks the Charmander is fit for me...
That's one hell of a Charmander.
I'll name her after the most terrifying thing I've ever read.
I think I misspelled it. Doesn't matter. The author did it enough times it doesn't even matter anymore.
I forgot about that.
I drag myself to the Pokecenter, carelessly passing the Rocket corpse.
This is hard.
HOW DO I MAKE A ROTATION.
(I seriously need help guys. Fuckin' hell.)
While I think a fire Pokémon is recommended for a balanced team, there's no pressure to tote charmander Eboby around. I'm sure that they'll subjugate get along fine with everyone else in the box.
I always have a fire, water, and grass pokémon each in my party and then I fill the other spaces with 'mons with a type advantage for whatever gym we're at and an HM slave. I also go for dual typed 'mons when I can. Yay strategy.
And while you were walking to the Pokecenter~:
(Uh? What was that? Hey, Shuu, didya hear something? (...) A newbie you say? Alright, hide the evidence, I'll go greet them.
A...charmander? Weren't those like, extremely rare? What has Charles' been up to while I was not around? Oh well. -clears throat-
Hey there, welcome. I'm Shii, what's your name and also are you interested in making people question their sexuality?)
I SUDDENLY HAVE THE DESIRE TO WRITE SOMETHING FROM GARY'S POV.
DEAR LORD WHAT ARE DOING.
you guys are wonderful terrible people and you should be ashamed proud of yourselves
Since when does Charles email me?
Why are my pants tight.
Nah just kidding~<3
No I'm not.
Or am I?
This is relevant.
So I was wondering why I haven't receive any notifications for this thread and checked it manually. And it appears that I was trolled by the notification system.
So much update though, so no complaints *u* OHMYGODISTHATGARYXCHARLESHINTISEE. VATICAN,YOURAVATARAAAH. SOMUCHFEELSICANT
Oh my god.
Can I just hug you.
You actually checked~<3
In the box:
(I'm Eboby and of course I'd love to help someone question their sexuality. Are we talking in person or some other way? Because I've done some thing with my tail you wouldn't believe.
... And say this place is pretty big. How do you guys feel about...-grin- running... with me sometimes?)
I haven't RPed since I was like thirteen, what's going on here?
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