-Reaches behind his neck and pulls off a bug-
I should've known.
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.-Looks over to Tagg-
What's that?
I'm having to learn to pay the priceA bug Fool, those fangirls have been spying on us.
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.-Scratches the back of her neck, trying to find a bug on her neck-
I'm having to learn to pay the price— ... Guys, that might mean problems... *lowers voice as he motions Maekrite to eat the bug* didn't you want to keep those adventures as a secret? That's all you've been talking about, Tagg...
Maekrite (frowns, if that's even possible) — <Wait, that thing's edible?> (Asks Tagg for the thing)
(Shudders to think of what could happen)
edited 12th Jun '11 11:48:35 PM by SilentReverence
Fanfic Recs orwellianretcon'd: cutlocked for committee or for Google?-Yanks something from the back of her neck.-
...
I'm having to learn to pay the price-Looks at Fool-
...
Okay, everyone is getting checked for bugs tomorrow.
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite....
What about Jane? Should we notify her?
I'm having to learn to pay the priceGood idea.
-Sends a text to Jane telling her to check for any bugs-
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.-Has an urge to check the back of my neck-
<I didn't even have a run-in with the rabid fangirls...>
edited 13th Jun '11 12:06:19 AM by Pentigan
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.I'm gonna go to sleep now. Night guys.
-Heads up to his room-
Wait a moment...
-Decides to stick around for a second-
edited 13th Jun '11 12:11:08 AM by rmctagg09
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.-Crushes the bug on the ground-
Urgh. That was the last thing I wanted to happen.
I'm having to learn to pay the price(Maekrite picks the bug and drops it to the ground; then, after sniffing it, expresses his disgust)
Maekrite — <F*CK EATING THIS> (Stomps on the device, shattering it)
(Somewhere, miles away)
(Earphone) — SCREEEEEEE~CH!!
¿? — <...AAAAAAAH!> (insta-deaf!)
(I look at the annoyed Maekrite)
— ... Poor of the souls who were listening to that...
(Maekrite returns to my side)
edited 13th Jun '11 12:14:41 AM by SilentReverence
Fanfic Recs orwellianretcon'd: cutlocked for committee or for Google?-Has an evil smile-
Excellent Maekrite. That'll teach them to spy on us...
-Falls asleep on the spot-
Night.
Eating a Vanilluxe will give you frostbite.-Looks at Tagg-
Poor guy...
-Picks him up and carries him to his room-
I'm going to see some relatives now.
edited 13th Jun '11 12:18:00 AM by PippingFool
I'm having to learn to pay the price— Good job Maekrite (pats the Pokémon on the ears and brushes his neck).
Maekrite (proudly) — <This is the part that I enjoy most about being evil... Betcha All Nidorina Want Bad Nidorino>
— Heh... good thing that you're having fun, but we should go sleep *and make a call to ask about that container of fangirls*
(I call Maekrite as I walk to a sleeping place, but he stays back for a while)
Gone to sleep. You're invited to have Maekrite crush your bugs if you want. Nite.
Fanfic Recs orwellianretcon'd: cutlocked for committee or for Google?-Quickly checks my coat for listening devices-
<Hm... Nothing... Better check my hat to be sure...>
-Before I can check my hat, I get a phone call-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.- Artemis is on her way back to the hotel, carrying a drunk Mira on her back -
Artemis: <See? I told you we'd find something fun to do in this city. Was a great party, wasn't it?>
Mira: (groans)
Artemis: <Yeah, I guess you had a bit too much to drink... You okay back there? Should I stop so you can throw up in some bushes again?>
Mira: <Urk... No, I-I am fine...>
Artemis: <Well, we're almost back at the hotel now.>
-After a short chat with Susan-
Me: Yes, I am hoping to use you for my next round battle... Yes, that means you need to get a good nights sleep... Okay, see ya. -Hangs up-
-Beat-
Me: Wait, since when has Susan had a phone?
-Is distracted from that thought by an email from the GC-
Me: And my next round opponent is... J? Any relation to N?
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.- After understandably freaking out a little when Artemis and Mira returned, the two have been returned to their pokeballs for the time being. I am now on my way back to the hotel room with HotStuff walking next to me -
HotStuff: <... You okay, DS?>
Yeah, I'm fine now. I can't believe those two... Huh?
HotStuff: <What is it?>
Just got a message about my next opponent, it's... Professor Rowan?
HotStuff: <Professor Rowan?>
... Yes. I'll be battling Professor Rowan in my third match.
HotStuff: <Huh... Well, I guess this is an excellent oppurtunity to show him first-hand how powerful I've become!>
Hehe... Yeah, I guess.
-Is walking around the hotel, holding the young Archen in her arms-
I wonder who my next opponent will be?
I'm having to learn to pay the price- Hasn't reached the hotel room yet -
HotStuff: <What do you think we're doing tomorrow?>
Well, I'm not sure if my battle with Professor Rowan is then, but we'll see. Maybe we'll try to find out more about who locked Anom in the janitor's closet, or maybe Tagg will tell the rest of the story of our adventure.
HotStuff: <How far into the story is he now?>
I think he's gotten to the end of our adventure in Unova by now.
HotStuff: <You should take me and the rest of the old team to Unova some day. I think they would all be interested in seeing it. I know I am.>
Hmm... We'll see.
-Finishes reading the information I have discovered about J, takes out an old top-hat and gives it a dust and then heads back to my room-
Night.
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.
Maekrite — <Uh... do I search your back? *turns around Tagg and starts sniffing around, suddenly lifting muzzle* Neck! *growls at me* There's something in neck! *swintgs horn to aim at neck*>
(I take a look at Maekrite, looking quite surprised myself)
— ...Tagg? Maekrite's pointing at your neck. You don't think...?
Fanfic Recs orwellianretcon'd: cutlocked for committee or for Google?