Dem diamonds...
Oh well. I may as well let that slide.
...and Jesus, I'm just staring at how moles find that entertaining. It's as if they've never had anything so 'fun.'
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25/06/2024
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Man, my holidays suck.
Man, my holidays suck.
God damn it, Random_Lugia. You just had to get these moles than only answered yes or no questions... and why? Humour? That was a terrible joke upon us all. That and the bloody Colosseum. I had better things to do than to spend like an entire month on one part of the roleplay.
Back to present, there was going to be a possible divergence from the roleplay. It should be good, but then it means I won't be able to tell what's going to happen in the future, as well as know where and when to go somewhere. Basically, not only would I be of little use from this point forward, but we'd all fall prey to what could happen. The mystery beyond this world... therefore, I had to act. God knows what would happen if we couldn't talk to that mole without scaring him. "Elena, that's enough!" I shouted out once, getting behind her and putting my hand on her scaly shoulder. "You're gonna chase him off. We need the mole to tell us where the plate is, not to scare him through the general nature of interrogation."
Back to present, there was going to be a possible divergence from the roleplay. It should be good, but then it means I won't be able to tell what's going to happen in the future, as well as know where and when to go somewhere. Basically, not only would I be of little use from this point forward, but we'd all fall prey to what could happen. The mystery beyond this world... therefore, I had to act. God knows what would happen if we couldn't talk to that mole without scaring him. "Elena, that's enough!" I shouted out once, getting behind her and putting my hand on her scaly shoulder. "You're gonna chase him off. We need the mole to tell us where the plate is, not to scare him through the general nature of interrogation."
Milloon's not too far behind Spruce. I really only wanted it to hit for a bit of comedy, as seen in his reaction.
Regardless, I'm ready to edit. I just need an official complaint rather than pointing out something.
Regardless, I'm ready to edit. I just need an official complaint rather than pointing out something.
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I picked up speed as I sighted Hugo's clinic, opening the door and falling on God-knows-what. There was junk everywhere as usual, although Hugo didn't seem disturbed. He was never disturbed.
"Oh... hey..." He seemed alright. Wasn't going pale or anything, and my bandages seemed to have been wrapped tightly. Yet, something was off.
"How're you doing?" I asked, scrambling over a mountain of buttons and nearly tripping on some empty bottles. "I mean, that pipe fell from a great height."
"Nah... don't blame yourself. I'll probably die in this clinic, because I never really did clean myself." He wasn't lying; he had a full beard enough to make Santa envy him. He occasionally wore thin glasses, but that was for reading. Not a very big fella, mind you, but he did have a say in most of our things. He was still lying on the bed, a blue t-shirt with yellow stripes running down on one side...
"Eh. Better to die from infection or getting your chest crushed?" I asked, trying to keep a happy mood as I sat down on a chair.
"More like... deserving, y'know. Ran the world, became one of the few... bosses for a day or... two... and..." At first, I thought he lost so much blood that he just died, right there. What really happened was that he was asleep. I didn't notice that needle sticking in his arm. Still crazy though.
"Agh. You'll get an infection here alright. Hopefully someone else will come around and fix you up." I said, walking out the clinic and creating a path for myself. I stepped onto the lonely road, walking down towards the community of Swells to begin work on that pipe; I didn't leave my equipment there for nothing.
That, and it would relieve some weight off me. Because, I'd be fighting for my life soon. A small tremor was bad. A response to helping someone who was being chased was worse.
"Oh... hey..." He seemed alright. Wasn't going pale or anything, and my bandages seemed to have been wrapped tightly. Yet, something was off.
"How're you doing?" I asked, scrambling over a mountain of buttons and nearly tripping on some empty bottles. "I mean, that pipe fell from a great height."
"Nah... don't blame yourself. I'll probably die in this clinic, because I never really did clean myself." He wasn't lying; he had a full beard enough to make Santa envy him. He occasionally wore thin glasses, but that was for reading. Not a very big fella, mind you, but he did have a say in most of our things. He was still lying on the bed, a blue t-shirt with yellow stripes running down on one side...
"Eh. Better to die from infection or getting your chest crushed?" I asked, trying to keep a happy mood as I sat down on a chair.
"More like... deserving, y'know. Ran the world, became one of the few... bosses for a day or... two... and..." At first, I thought he lost so much blood that he just died, right there. What really happened was that he was asleep. I didn't notice that needle sticking in his arm. Still crazy though.
"Agh. You'll get an infection here alright. Hopefully someone else will come around and fix you up." I said, walking out the clinic and creating a path for myself. I stepped onto the lonely road, walking down towards the community of Swells to begin work on that pipe; I didn't leave my equipment there for nothing.
That, and it would relieve some weight off me. Because, I'd be fighting for my life soon. A small tremor was bad. A response to helping someone who was being chased was worse.
"I dunno." I responded rather weakly, hovering away from the dojo after witnessing a fireworks display. "I think someone familiar came around." I continued, looking around to make sure my Pokes wouldn't drop anytime soon.
Thankfully, my third magnet didn't seem to be changing further, otherwise I'd be freaking out over what I'd be getting myself into. That, and I was beginning to fear a change in personality because of just one reaction. Which would unfortunately be true, depending on further circumstances.
As usual, I ended up following Spruce, trailing behind him as quite a few Pokes orbited around me. Though I'd say 'magnets', I don't think they'd be sufficient in terms of explaining the unusual phenomenon. "So. Now, you found inner peace." I chuckled a bit, scaring away a Pokemon attempting to nab my Pokes. Returning to my previous voice while I scratched my underside: "Well, more like inner power. However, we've got a hostage situation, and I think the kidnappers have waited long enough."
Ouch. My face - this rock damage hurts. "Oh, you little bastard!" I initially thought the attack was perpetrated by that damn kid. It turned out a cast shadow had thrown some rocks at me. "Wait, he's already gone. Who had the balls to do that?" Oh. Spruce was probably lost again, as he continued forwards while I leered at an warehouse... either that, or a rock thrown hit his head so hard that he was concussed.
Wait, an old warehouse in this city? Something's off.
Thankfully, my third magnet didn't seem to be changing further, otherwise I'd be freaking out over what I'd be getting myself into. That, and I was beginning to fear a change in personality because of just one reaction. Which would unfortunately be true, depending on further circumstances.
As usual, I ended up following Spruce, trailing behind him as quite a few Pokes orbited around me. Though I'd say 'magnets', I don't think they'd be sufficient in terms of explaining the unusual phenomenon. "So. Now, you found inner peace." I chuckled a bit, scaring away a Pokemon attempting to nab my Pokes. Returning to my previous voice while I scratched my underside: "Well, more like inner power. However, we've got a hostage situation, and I think the kidnappers have waited long enough."
Ouch. My face - this rock damage hurts. "Oh, you little bastard!" I initially thought the attack was perpetrated by that damn kid. It turned out a cast shadow had thrown some rocks at me. "Wait, he's already gone. Who had the balls to do that?" Oh. Spruce was probably lost again, as he continued forwards while I leered at an warehouse... either that, or a rock thrown hit his head so hard that he was concussed.
Wait, an old warehouse in this city? Something's off.
...so he somehow passed him without noticing him as he left the dojo?
Lugia, edit. It doesn't make sense for him to be so tired that he can't even check his surroundings and yet be able to tell the exit, otherwise he'd be bumping into pillars.
Besides, I don't want to make an entire IC post where I have to follow your character AGAIN. That was the point of my last... five or so posts; just hanging around the dojo and waiting for Spruce to finish up.
Lugia, edit. It doesn't make sense for him to be so tired that he can't even check his surroundings and yet be able to tell the exit, otherwise he'd be bumping into pillars.
Besides, I don't want to make an entire IC post where I have to follow your character AGAIN. That was the point of my last... five or so posts; just hanging around the dojo and waiting for Spruce to finish up.
My character was waiting in the dojo the entire time. For what, to get a pair of dragon Pokemon to emotionally scar him?
That, and he was near the entrance when it happened. More like the exit though, since this this took place inside the dojo.
That, and he was near the entrance when it happened. More like the exit though, since this this took place inside the dojo.
Absol said
What about Pern?
There's something very wrong about that word...
I have a sore neck which requires at least 7 hours of relaxing on a pillow. Excuse me.
How about just a regular old, fantasy name with only slight references to mining and moles?
Like Mines? Or even better, Moli?
Like Mines? Or even better, Moli?
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