ITT: We are all Pokémon Trainers

Blastoise: <Psyche, eh? Odd name, but I guess that's Psychic types for you. So, since you managed to finish all of your food, you win the prize of...

...

...Er...you win the prize of...>

Thankfully, before he has to stall any longer, his Feraligatr counterpart shows up, clutching a bag in his jaws.

Feraligatr: <Managed...to find this...>

Blastoise: <Oh, yes! You've won our fabulous mystery prize of...the contents of this bag!>

Feraligatr: <Open it up and see what you've got! Please be something good, please...>

Psyche opens the bag slowly to hold the suspense.

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It's a... Year's supply of Slowpoke Tails. "Er... That's not cool guys."

edited 28th Jul '12 6:09:56 PM by ace3469

Rose looks into the bag... then throws up once more.

Anyone else having chat problems?

It's working fine for me.

Not on my end.

Ugh....

Feraligatr: <...>

Blastoise: <...>

The Blastoise facepaws.

<You just grabbed the first bag you could find, didn't you?>

Feraligatr: <I'm sorry! I was in a rush, and...Slowepoketails are a delicacy!>

Luke: <Oh mon, it's the Slowpoke Well all over again...>

edited 28th Jul '12 6:48:02 PM by Luke924

Psyche sheds a tear for the fallen Slowpoke. "One of my best friends is a Slowking!"

Going to bed. Night all.

Rosemary is still wretching over the severed tails.

Bluescale

Spectrum wordlessly frowns at the Feraligatr and Blastoise that gave Psyche the bag.

Outside the Skum Pitt, PMD-B

Pica: <Darn it, I want to fight something!>

-A Skulz-aligned Sawk then flies out of a broken window-

<Not that's what I'm talking about!>

Bohr: -Shaking his head- <Oh dear...>

Inside

Muddy: -Uses Ice Beam to slide under a Tyranitar before hitting it with a Brick Break- <Typical thugs, they talk big but can't deliver!>

Draca: -Shrugs off a Take Down from a Stoutland and retaliates with Dragon Tail, sending it into the ceiling- <You guys must be really drunk, really stupid, or both.>

Neal: -Uses Psychic to blast a couple mons away- <Hey, don't bust up my ceiling!>

Draca: -Uses Dragon Tail to sweep several mons away- <Sorry about that!>

Vault Dweller: -Is unable to get a shot off, so he settles for knocking a Watchog senseless with the butt of his hunting rifle-

Cobalt: -Uses Gravity to force all the mons surrounding him down- <Well, this serves as a good warmup at any rate.>

-Rotates to hit them all with Hammer Arm-

Tycho: -Quits drinking so that he can knock a mon unconscious with a beer bottle-

RM: Marceline, dear, please go get some medicine form whatever type of pharmacy there is, oka- -Cut off from stomach pain.-

Marceline warps there and back, with some medicine in hand. ~Here you go, mother.~

Rosemommy takes a peice.

RM: <Alright, it should take effect. Just need water.>

Horace used Water Gun!

Rosemary is unamused.

RM: <FRESH water, and not sprayed on me.>

Marceline gives her a bottle of Fresh Water.

Rosie guzzles it down.

RM: <Ahhh... Anyway, -to Psyche- I never saw anyone eat like that, considering, correct me if I'm wrong, Gothorita's are herbivores.>

Psyche blinks. "No... Selene's eaten pretty much everything she caught. I know the little Gothita only like to eat Berries, but after a certain age, they're omnivorous."

RM: <Huh... I'm really outdated on my info despite living so close to Lostlorn forest.>

"Eh, it happens. Though, I'm not used to eating a whole lot of meat. I do generally stick to salads."

Bluescale

Eskay: <~Before, all I'd ever seen you eat was salads. This was... new...~>

edited 28th Jul '12 7:22:45 PM by Eskay64

~I'm still learning how to read menus remember? Everywhere serves salads, it's just easiest.~