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Role Play / Re: Pokemon Academy [P] [A] [S] [J]
« on: October 27, 2013, 14:51 »
[[just a heads up, i might bring in another character soon. uvu]]
At a time like this, the most likely thing to do was to go out and make friends.
But I... feel like I don’t want to. These Pokemon are not the same, social Pokemon I meet before participating in Pokemon Musicals. No, these were very different Pokemon. The thought of some of them makes me shudder, but I guess meeting them really was the only thing to do. Then I would know which ones would possibly kill me and which ones wouldn’t.
Opening the little pouch I was carrying, I notice that it not only contained accessories, but another pouch. I open that as well, and inside were berries—berries that I just love eating. There’s a little note in the midst of these berries. I start reading the note.
I tear up just a little bit. It was a note from my first trainer. I never got to open this pouch when I was given to my second one, since that trainer never let me participate in musicals and just forced me to battle.
Forcing the note back into the berry pouch, I sigh. “No use tearing up here, Andromaque—it will only get others to think you’re weak,” I say to myself, before heading to the elevator.
andromaque }}
At a time like this, the most likely thing to do was to go out and make friends.
But I... feel like I don’t want to. These Pokemon are not the same, social Pokemon I meet before participating in Pokemon Musicals. No, these were very different Pokemon. The thought of some of them makes me shudder, but I guess meeting them really was the only thing to do. Then I would know which ones would possibly kill me and which ones wouldn’t.
Opening the little pouch I was carrying, I notice that it not only contained accessories, but another pouch. I open that as well, and inside were berries—berries that I just love eating. There’s a little note in the midst of these berries. I start reading the note.
I tear up just a little bit. It was a note from my first trainer. I never got to open this pouch when I was given to my second one, since that trainer never let me participate in musicals and just forced me to battle.
Forcing the note back into the berry pouch, I sigh. “No use tearing up here, Andromaque—it will only get others to think you’re weak,” I say to myself, before heading to the elevator.