"Jeez, you have to stop turning into the people you talk to..." Finley says before continuing. "Do you mean Cyk? Yeah, we met her on the way here, completely pissed out drunk. She got in a friggin' bar fight. After we told her to head to the hospital she just said 'fuck it' and ran straight to the arena ahead of us. Guess you have to at least try..."
Finley jumps back a little from hearing Marlon. Shit, he heard her! "Uh... Y-Yeah! We're getting along great!"
edited 19th Aug '17 8:03:28 AM by BaconZorp
Long live the New Bev."Bashamo!" the Blaziken went surprisingly joyfully, giving a thumbs-up. Though immediately afterwards, he raised a brow and turned to address his Machoke friend. "...Bashamo?"
"...Huh?" she went, slowly rousing from her attempt at a power-nap. It was then that she practically jumped back up onto her feet. "SHIT, yer right! Uh... listen, Niles, I gottah go or I'm gonnah miss my round 2 fight! Bash, if he does badly or is gonna try breakin' anythin', gesture accordingly!"
"B-bash... amo..." he responded somewhat meekly, and Max had rushed back out the door before he could even finish.
edited 19th Aug '17 8:30:14 AM by PresidentStalkeyes
Those sell-by-dates won't stop me because I can't read!
Purrloin Jani by shrubBird
*the Togekiss nurse in triage floats up to Cyk, happy to see she's awake* Cyk, I hope I'm pronouncing that right. I have good news...the poison seems to be completely out of your system, and you're free to go! Those blast burns on your feet should disappear in one to two days as well, though walking might hurt a bit for a few hours.
Current WHABP alts: Jani (Sarah) the Purrloin, Hudson the Togetic. Tilly/Lilly (Digletts) are being Put on a Bus.Cyk cheerfully gets up.
"Note to self. Don't get drunk again, at least not before a fight"
Just made a server on discord.Come join me."Well, we're here to cheer Niles on. Do we know if he's up soon?" Finley asks.
Long live the New Bev.*Belladonna sighs at the mention of her hometown.*
Belladonna: "I know, everyone seems so shocked to learn where I come from. Whenever I say I'm from Milklett, people assume I somehow escaped the chaos and grow suspicious, but not once do they consider that I left before it all fell to madness. Perhaps it was lucky that I did while I still could, but at the same time... I do find myself wondering what would've happened if I chose to stay."
*Bella looks away, deep in contemplation, before looking back to the Salazzle with a subdued sternness on her face.*
Belladonna: "Is this all? I don't mean to sound rude and perhaps I did invite such a topic, but we've scarcely spoken for a minute and now you're dredging up bad memories."
PJ: "I can't really say I have much of a purpose now, and it seems all my friendships are starting to decay... but even then, I'm still managing to get by. Who knows what it takes. Maybe just self-control and proper guidance? Not so sure about that first part, but I know I have the second one down..."
*I glance at the ground, thinking of Finley. I don't get it. What makes Jani better then me in her eyes? Why's she more worth her time? She's known me for longer, why's she more willing to trust Jani instead of me?*
PJ: "It's... nice that Finley was willing to help you out, though. I dunno if I should be surprised or not, honestly. I mean, last time I spoke with her, she snapped at me for the most inane goddamn reasons, and at this point I wouldn't be surprised if she had it out for me or something. Not like she's the worst of my problems at this point, of course, I mean, when you've got your best friend kidnapping you out of the blue, there are obviously bigger concerns. Which, uh, reminds me... Out of curiosity, would it be possible for you to tell the group to unbook my room or something without letting them know that we had this conversation? I don't even know if I'll be rejoining you and the others at all, let alone heading back to the hotel."
Are you ready? Go live!Unable to communicate as well, Bash simply nods in response to Niles' question. He 'switches' on the fire on his wrists quickly, before shaking his head, as if to say 'don't do that'. He then proceeds to very slowly enable some cinders to emerge, following by a glowing yellow light. After about ten seconds of charging, his engulfed an entire fist in flames before quickly switching it off, visibly straining. The injuries acting up and all.
Those sell-by-dates won't stop me because I can't read!I try to take in what Bashamo is telling me, communication issues and all. I take a deep breath, close my eyes, and try focusing… except I can't really feel anything. I open my eyes and give a frustrated glare to my left hand. (God damn it…) I try to shake away the irritation, as well as shaking my hand for good measure.
If I don't clash, I don't change. The world ends at my borders, and the best moments slip away.Mila, having been hanging back as Finley talked to Goobert, finally moves up to rejoin the rest of the group.
"Hey guys, how have the fights been so far? I saw Cyk down there a little bit ago, passed out. Hopefully she's the only drunk fighter."
edited 19th Aug '17 10:53:00 AM by Cabe_Bedlam
I need to update these things more oftenCyk goes home, and decides to take a nap, wondering when the next fight will take place
Just made a server on discord.Come join me.

"Bashamo!"
"Eh... kinda. More like, immense recoil."
"Bashamo..."
"Dere's a way tah take advantage of it; called 'Flare Blitz', but he won't be discussin' dat 'cause it's too dangerous for a li'l guy like you. No offence."
Those sell-by-dates won't stop me because I can't read!