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8 yrs ago
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8 yrs ago
If you're not trying to romance the Pokemon, what's the fucking point?
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8 yrs ago
Can't help but read 'woah' as a regular 'wuh', but 'whoa' as a deep, masculine 'HOO-AH!'
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8 yrs ago
That's patently untrue. I planted some potassium the other day, and no matter how much I watered it, all I got was explosions.
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9 yrs ago
on holiday for five days. if you need me, toss a rock into the fuckin' desert and I'll whisper in your dreams
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According to the IRC, I'm a low-grade troll. They're probably not wrong.

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ok that might've been passable characterisation i haven't had breakfast yet i wouldn't know ugh
Doc Siward

The Axew babbled, and Siward read more from his tones than the tangled chains of words he was issuing. No, 'Dexter' would not be able to help him, not even for a tip. He pocketed the coin before the little dragon had finished. Fresher than I thought, then. Twitchy and fearful, and useless to me. The Axew fled, but not far, and not well. If he was trying to hide, he had distinctly failed.

Fortunately for Devin, he wasn't the only one to fail, and do so quickly.

Siward absorbed the scene from under his hat, as he did most things, and a scene it certainly was. The Scyther was loud, his vaguely more rational and certainly more intimidating Gabite companion- Mizu, they'd let slip- Not much better, for all his protests. They're hardly the cream of villainy, aren't they? Their folly soon attracted, predictable as a moth to a lantern, a particularly dashing Explorer, his mane swishing in the breeze and itching to be a hero, to do the kind of thing that always ended up being easy, public propaganda for the Guild.

But the Doc, too, knew bandits. Unless this pair was truly, unutterably stupid, then they wouldn't have come into Melburn without being able to compensate for their lack of planning with something more... Substantial. The shimmers of heat around Mizu's claws seemed proof of that.

The handsomely glittering Keldeo was contradicting himself about negotiating, trying to look for a compromise while pretending to hold his ground. Siward took the opportunity to calm his mind, nodding his head for a moment, blocking out distraction so that he could clarify his course of action.

If I idle, scrimmage shall ensue. Should scrimmage ensue, I must take the side of the Keldeo. Should I take the side of the Keldeo, word shall reach the employers of these knaves. Should word reach thus far... I may lose their trust. No, I must establish a compromise.

The Keldeo was finishing his speech. "...Be leaving in chains with Officer Magnezone, your pick." The Doc stepped forward at his side, easily resisting the temptation to compare who was fluffier. "I differ, for I don't believe you have a choice, Mizu. Nor shall a deal be struck here and now." That inclusion was vital. "You are not completely insensible, so you will take your freedom and companion and leave without that poor immigrant dragon. Isn't that right?" The Doc slowly puffed up his silky feathers as he spoke, bulging under his cloak, letting the smell of perturbed Fairy fill the air. If he denied them the ability to bargain further, they'd take what they had and leave before the Swordsman could apprehend them, or so he hoped.

@Shiny Keldeo@floodtalon@AbysmalDemon
In RITO PLS 10 yrs ago Forum: Spam Forum
Where did you find these? I've only seen the animated teasers on the respective champs' pages and the Mind of the Virtuoso teaser. ._.


League of Legends official Facebook page, images accompanied by snippets of text. I think it's fanart that they've decided to incorporate into the teaser cycle, or they might've commissioned the artist to make these, since I don't think it's from a Riot employee.

Usually the more you read a thing, the more you understand of it, but this thread blows that shit out of the water.
I'm gonna be posting in an hour or three, compiling RP notes now.
*reads pensively* solid, solid

I think I'd just like to clarify something that it looks like I wasn't too clear on about Siward's reputation. No edits are needed right now, but when I wrote that his reputation wasn't outstanding, I was referring to its strength rather than whether it was good or bad- Not a lot of Pokemon in Medburn actually know or have spoken about Siward, though he's recognised as a doctor. He doesn't pass through too often. I wanted to make it feel like Siward is a bit more like the other characters than a town local- There are still people in Medburn that he doesn't know, places he hasn't been, and most Pokemon that see him just think something along the lines of...

'Oh, the aristocrat doctor's back in town. Aunt Binacle's husband says he did a good job stitching up a leg wound once. ...Smells like cinnamon tea, though, what's up with that?'

That said Siward's also somewhat condescending and does act his wealth, so right now, no edits are needed. There are probably plenty around town that don't like the Doc.
Doc Siward

The sun was yet fresh in the world, but the black sailcloth hat on Siward's head had already been in place for hours. It had been a peaceful night, but a long one, and though he wore his cloak and staff like one well used to travel, he was still weary, and his hearty stamina would take some time to replenish itself. No matter. Medburn was a familiar place to the Doc, and now that he had at last arrived, he could take the day at its ease.

At least until word got out that he was here, at any rate.

Siward's reputation wasn't particularly outstanding, but he was a medical man, and sometimes old patients formed strong preferences for whose care they'd dedicate themselves to. And the tightest bonds were always formed in the shady dregs of the community, where trust was a scant commodity, and injury was almost as common as it was among Explorers. Both Guildsmen and felons populated Medburn in plenty. With the Stargate looming just over the horizon, it was no surprise that this town always seemed to be in the thick of the action.

And those in the thickest of the day's gossip, as always, were the food vendors. "A sorbet of Wiki berry in caramel, Elliot, with frozen yoghurt and a double scoop of full cream," opened Siward to a familiar Vannillish, carefully placing a selection of gleaming zinc and brass coins on his counter one by one. He was always careful with counting money. It endeared him to salesmon and not many others. "And in a glass, if you will." Elliot nodded and scooted over to serve a rather less impressive customer, an Axew apparently named Dexter. Siward ate alone and silently. Many residents here frequented Elliot's business, and he was an avid talker when he felt like it. The Doc's patients would soon enough know.

Shortly he clinked his glass with a spoon to alert Elliot that he had finished, and followed Dexter out. A thought occurred to him, and he tapped the Axew on the shoulder with his walking staff. "You there, boy," he intoned, not too sharply. Axew didn't come around these parts often. Perhaps this one had immigrated to look for a career in one of Medburn's few distinctive industries. He had paid Elliot like someone without much in pocket. "Are you in affiliation with the Exploration Guild? If so, I have a small errand to be run. If not..." He held out a slim, brassy yellow coin. "You may be interested in running it anyway. My name is Doctor Siward. I can give you directions."

@AbysmalDemon
Alright, cheers.

Morning time now, so I'm going to see what I can come up with for an intro.
Finished an antagonist character of some kind!

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