I'd be able to deal with it if they were mad at me. But Zack's parents... they'd just sit there and cry. I don't think I'd be able to take it.
...
Sorry. Let's talk about something else. I guess I'm kind of a piss-poor drinking buddy.
-Smiles and hugs her back-
edited 9th Jun '12 11:59:10 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon AlchemistI see... well, maybe they are happy now... since they're reunited in the afterlife?
No... You're fine.... I just want someone to make me feel less alone at the moment.... Y'know, my buddies looked just like me, but they weren't related to me at all! Actually, I think the entire army was composed of blue tigers... heh...
Deer-Picks up Sidney and positions him on the table so he can breathe without choking-
Okay.
They will be for a bit, anyway, until they fully return to the Planet.
Wait a minute... Ronno's parents were killed by human hunters. And now he hates humans in general. Or did, whatever.
edited 10th Jun '12 12:04:44 AM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon AlchemistEh? Ronno wanted it to be the two humans that killed his parents, but he had no idea of what their names were or where they lived, so Mouse Ka-boom couldn't possibly find them, so he killed two enemy soldiers for their souls instead. He still hates humans because Ronno doesn't trust people easily.
Huh.... I'm so used to animals drinking that I didn't think a feral one wouldn't be able to take it...
edited 10th Jun '12 12:21:59 AM by Tatsumar
DeerSidney, half asleep and trying to get up, lashed out at the table he was on with a clenched furry fist.
With a splintering crash, most of the table seemed to just evaporate into thin air, leaving only fine sawdust. Sidney hit the ground head-first, and slowly got back up.
"Oogh, shoulda 'membered." He slurred.
edited 10th Jun '12 12:25:50 AM by gameknight102xx
Otay.
He doesn't seem that feral to me... he talks, after all. -Finishes his beer and starts making a sculpture with the metal-
...
Damn it, Sidney, even I have better control than that when I'm pickled.
Then again, I do it more often, so... -Scratches his neck-
edited 10th Jun '12 12:26:15 AM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist-Quickly scoots away, blushing grey-
I — um — hi.
...And now there's no table.
You feeling okay? Besides the obvious.
edited 10th Jun '12 12:30:05 AM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist"Sorre bout the table. 'Ope it wa-wasn't too valuable. Least there's a bit lef-hic-left. As fer me, I'm foine. Dun worry 'bout it."
Sidney turned slowly to the Tiger.
"Yoo definetely don't." He said. He stumbled around, fell into the sawdust, and sneezed explosively.
edited 10th Jun '12 12:31:57 AM by gameknight102xx

... -Curls up next to her-
...In a way, I'm glad Zack's parents were some of the first to die from the 'stigma. It meant I wouldn't have to tell them what happened.
I must sound like an asshole...
edited 9th Jun '12 11:46:44 PM by GameSpazzer
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist