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 Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 4:27 pm
"We, umm," Eunmi frowned. "We went and got dinner and man, I did not know she couldn't hold her alcohol well.
"Then again... I guess I didn't either," Eunmi said, very dimly recalling being dragged home. She wasn't quite sure what happened there.
"I...might'vepassedoutandshewanderedoff..." Eunmi said quickly and embarrassed.
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 4:29 pm
The man was up and started to speak way too fast. "******** no help," Bill said. Nobody inside would be, they were casualties that wouldn't understand it. The ones outside might, but they'd been too stupid to get out of the way as the 10 story monster came around.
"It went into the forest," Bill pointed, "perhaps we should go after it."
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 4:30 pm
And that's what Wayne would do. To that crappy hotel thing Henrietta lives in. Or whatever.
And thus they would arrive.
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 4:33 pm
No, wait, halfway there!
"Melty!" the thought came. A sobering thought, a thought that caused her to worry. She checked her belt, his ball was empty. She quickly turned back toward the route and felt like an idiot.
"I forgot Melty!"
***
Melty sat in the Pokemon Center, underneath the bed of a room. A room occupied by the only guy who has, so far, gone to bed.
That's right, Melty would spend the night, unless stopped, consuming the life force of Robert and his Pokemon. Let one hope they didn't feel like utter crap in the morning.
Or died, that might also happen if their constitution was weak, or they were weak to ghost types.
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 4:33 pm
Salieri displayed some mild surprise at Emi's short story, widening her eyes and nodding in interest. "No way, I'm coming off of a hangover right now. Except that was more of an accident. I really need to find that Robby kid..."
She was trailing off and beginning to talk to herself, so she snapped out of it and stood up. "Well, I realized that alcohol is no good. Mostly. Anyway, I'll help you look for her," she told Emi as she stretched her arms over her head. "I was getting kind of bored anyway. And that girl always seems to get herself into trouble."
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 4:36 pm
"I know," Eunmi cried, waving a hand dramatically in the air. She cursed something in korean,
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 4:36 pm
"Should I leave her..." Wayne held a hand to the back of his head as Henrietta ran off. Then he couldn't believe he'd actually asked that. Wayne ran quickly through the warehouse city, chasing after the girl.
Hitmonlee was back in his ball.
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 4:40 pm
Back at the route, Henrietta was out of breath. Now that she had a lot of energy to be using. "Melty!" she cried, but she couldn't see him. Couldn't find him. He was gone.
"Melty!" she shouted again as she started down the route. How long could it have been? He couldn't have gotten far, right? He was a slow candle thing.
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 4:45 pm
Blackbird nodded. "Sounds like a plan!" Her returned Melzair the Medicham back to his pokeball by spinning his walking stick, and then he whistled loudly for his Whimsicott. Blacksheep looked over to him, having cleaned up most of the glass. "We're heading out to follow those giant Torchic tracks!" he called over the Blacksheep.
The Whimsicott nodded and created another cotton cloud for the duo to ride on. After they got on, they floated away atop of it on their journey to discover the beast within the Pinwheel Forest.
****
Salieri scratched her head. Was that Korean? She knew some Chinese, but she knew not a word of Korean, so the phrase was lost on her. It sounded a little annoyed, though. "All right, have you already checked the streets? Someone who likes to train as much as her might be back on Route 3."
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 4:49 pm
And within Pinwheel Forrest, a mighty snore erupted, coming from deep within, where a giant nest sat calmly, almost innocently. It would have been innocently if not for the powerful snoring coming from it. In fact, the snore came almost as if from a beast. The beast of Pinwheel Forrest. But it was just from Robby. The New Beast of Pinwheel Forrest.
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 4:50 pm
"I ran back to the restaurant we went to," Eunmi said, frowning. "I don't know this City at all..."
she mumbled sheepishly.
"Maybe I have a map or..." Eunmi froze, glancing at her wrist. She almost smacked her forehead. <******** bullshit god damn stupid...Alcohol!>
"I.. am just going to call her..." Eumi said, her cheeks reddening as she dialed.
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 4:56 pm
"Jesus," Bill said. The snores were demonic, loud. Pokemon scurried away from the source. If they followed it they'd soon reach the giant nest where Robby was sleeping. The giant obese lad who had wrestled down the Torchic.
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 5:27 pm
The cotton cloud floated above the nest, and Blackbird looked down at the beast of Pinwheel Forest. "Is this the trainer that wrestled down that Torchic?" He winced with every snore. "The tune he plays is not of my liking. Still however, this boy is an extraordinary hero for catching such a beast. He should be commended."
He paused, thinking. "...do you think he'll be hungry when he wakes up? We can leave him something nice to eat."
****
"Good idea, but if you keep spurting out random Korean then she's going to have trouble following," Salieri fretfully told Emi while standing next to the other trainer, looking down at the xtransceiver so she could see the two way screen as the number was dialed.
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 5:33 pm
"I know," Eunmi said, almost annoyed but also embarrassed.
The phone would ring.
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 5:39 pm
And then, as though it was perfectly timed, almost coordinated by beings beyond their understanding, Robby would awaken. Eat had been the codeword, and his eyes fell on the man who had spoken them. He was up in an instant, chips in hand as he munched them. "Food? You gonna get me somethin' to eat?" This voice was not one of a hero. It was one of an obese lad.
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