Shalour Pokemon Center
-Eskay has decided to spend the night here, since getting a hotel room just for a single night seems kind of excessive. He stares up at the ceiling, his mind occupied.-
Eskay: ~I already made this decision once, didn't I? Back when I met Dad... I changed back just for the moment, and then he found out anyway... I guess it should be an obvious decision, then. But... I was perfectly fine when I did change back "for real"... I was so much more comfortable, more open as Sarah, though...~
-He sighs, then decides to reach for his phone.-
From: Eskay
Hey. You still have that amulet, right?
Route 13
-Crow, Fisher, and Jolly eventually come across a Graveler and a Bulbasaur with a reddish-orange spot on its head-
Graveler: <Oh, great, can't you just stay in the plant?>
Bulbasaur: <I told you, I'm a Slugma! Slugmas are supposed to be here!>
Crow: [Interesting]... The other said it thought it was a Slugma. Wonder what's up with that...
Graveler: <I don't care! Just go away!>
Bulbasaur: <You know, you're making me really...>
-The Bulbasaur explodes, fainting as a result-
-The Graveler takes the blow, though isn't damaged terribly by it-
Graveler: <Ugh... This is going to get annoying...>
-Fisher approaches the Graveler-
Fisher: <You know about these creatures?>
Graveler: <...Somewhat. They're not supposed to be out here, though. You've been bothered by them too?>
Fisher: <...Not especially. More just that this reminded my trainer and me abouta somewhat similar previous incident and that we want to help resolve it.>
Graveler: <Hm... Well, good you're offering to help.>
-Meanwhile, Crow is approaching the Bulbasaur-
Crow: "Hm... Is it me or did that spot get larger..."
-He decides to try poking the spot and suddenly blinks-
"...Wait, when did we get here?"
-He notices the Bulbasaur again-
"Oh, hey, a Bulbasaur. Wonder what's with that spot..."
-He touches it again, then blinks again-
"...Wait, when did we get here?"
-He notices the Bulbasaur again-
"Oh, hey, a Bulbasaur. Wonder what's with that spot..."
-He reaches out to touch the spot-
Fisher: <I don't think that's a good idea.>
Crow: "Oh, okay."
-He refrains from touching the spot-
"So... how do we handle the Bulbasaur?"
Fisher: <Take it to the Center?>
Crow: "Sure, let's do that!"
-Crow picks up the Bulbasaur and begins walking back on his previous route-
Graveler: <...Oh, before you go...>
-Fisher stops-
Fisher: <Hm?>
Graveler: <As a sort of thanks for trying to help take care of this.>
-She gives Fisher a Seashell-
Fisher: <A Seashell?>
Graveler: <Yeah, I felt like giving you some sort of thanks and didn't know what do do with it, so... it's now yours.>
Fisher: <Thanks, but I don't know what to do with it either...>
-The Graveler shrugs-
Graveler: <There's gotta be someone who wants it.>
Fisher: <I suppose.>
Jolly: <If we ever find them...>
Fisher: <Right, then, I guess, I'll be off.>
-Fisher goes to catch up with Crow-
edited 21st Feb '14 9:36:39 PM by crowlover
"Don't worry, murder is a sign of affection." - An amalgamation of DunsparceSantalune Gym
Marill is whacked into the other side of the arena; the added recoil from Double Edge made it a clean OHKO.
Robin: That Poison Tail did more of a number of you than I thought it would...Either way, You've done your share. get some rest. Now once more; Go, Larvesta!
"Curry killed the pussy hoping that I could kill the hate in you" - Curry, D. "TABOO | TA13OO." TA13OO, PH, 2018Santaune City
It was hard to tell who got the worst out of the Screech; Larvesta, or her trainer.
Robin: That...Hurt! Augh! Larvesta! Flare Blitz!
Larvesta regained her bearings, and charged towards the Whirlipede, covered with flames.
"Curry killed the pussy hoping that I could kill the hate in you" - Curry, D. "TABOO | TA13OO." TA13OO, PH, 2018Lumiose City
-Ever's throat is slashed. He dies-
-that's that-
-oh well-
-nice going there, Xelly-
-Jerk-
-I go to all this work to make a nice character for you, and you go and kill him. See if I ever do anything nice for you again-
-Who's being passive?-
-Ugh, fine. Ever did not die from being slashed by a blade of psychic energy-
Ever: ...Ow.
Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

O-okay...
-He nods and follows-
It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.