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Post by Storm Glasgow on Nov 5, 2016 14:07:44 GMT
“ I am the eye of the storm. Storm Glasgow @open Shinx/Duskull It was a sunny day on route 222 with just the slighest touch of a breeze that complemented the weather almost perfectly. Storm, whom often went by stormy, took notice of that and came to the sandy shores of route 222. Her bikini, a pink one, was a two peice that clung tightly to her skin besides that she had one other noticeable objects on her; two pokeballs that held her shinx and duskull.
Walking on the populated beach, she curled her toes trying to feel the hot sand inbetween them. Nothing beat the beach to ger, but to be fair she grew up in Sunyshore so that was indefinitely bias.
"The ladies here are such cute little things~", she said in her mind almost gleefully. She was almost to the point that she wanted to approach one and see how it went. Getting out a blanket from her bookbag that she carried, she placed it down on the floor. Laying down face down upon the blanket, then untying her too to avoid a bad tan line, she closed her eyes. Nothing beat a good ol' tan. But who knows? Maybe something even funner would happen. |
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Post by Augustus Conary on Nov 6, 2016 2:20:03 GMT
[attr="class","base"] [attr="class","tagger"]  [attr="class","base2"] [attr="class","borderline"] [attr="class","postarea"]Augustus was suppose to meet his brother here, but all he found was some idiot getting chased by Wingull. "Heheh, what a loser. ." He thought to himself moving closer to get a good look at the individual only to have his wide grin turn into a sour frown. He didn't want to step in but felt that he had to, his brother had nothing on him to defend himself at the moment so as the older brother by only a few moments, he would step in.
A Pokeball flew past the Rocket Executive and Winguls directly into the ocean. Augustus made his way closer to the scene and grinned once the Pokémon he sent out emerged from the water. A large and quite grumpy Gyarados burst through the blue surface of the ocean, sending a powerful beam of water at the flock of Winguls instantly knocking each one out and dousing the male in water.
"Fucking birds. ."
The Rocket Admin walked towards his brother in only a pair of pure white swimming trunks. "Bro, what the actual fuck are you doing." Augustus asked as he placed on pitch black sunglasses. He was looking to have some fun today, but it seemed it be another day filled with problems as the splash zone of his Gyarados' hydropump hit an innocent women standing a bit too close. [attr="class","borderline"] [newclass=.base]width:300px;[/newclass][newclass=.base2]background-color:#F7F7F7;width:300px;margin-top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.tagger]z-index:10;position:relative;right:0px;webkit-transition: 500ms ease-in-out; -moz-transition: 500ms ease-in-out; -o-transition: 500ms ease-in-out; transition: 500ms ease-in-out[/newclass][newclass=.base:hover .tagger]right:95px;webkit-transition: 500ms ease-in-out; -moz-transition: 500ms ease-in-out; -o-transition: 500ms ease-in-out; transition: 500ms ease-in-out;[/newclass][newclass=.tagger2]z-index:5;position:relative;bottom:50px;width:90px;text-align:center;font-family:arial;font-size:9px;[/newclass][newclass=.borderline]width:300px;border-bottom:5px solid #000;text-decoration:none;[/newclass][newclass=.postarea]width:290px;font-family:arial;font-size:10px;text-align:justify;[/newclass] |
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Post by Storm Glasgow on Nov 6, 2016 16:18:15 GMT
“ I am the eye of the storm. Storm Glasgow Shinx/Duskull Well, her day went into complete shit very swiftly, not by a bunch of girls but a pair of quaking guys! One did not even know how to deal with a few wild wingull, dammit! Lets just say the storm was about to descend upon this beach. She had sand all over her face and more importantly her hair from Seamus Conary careless behavior and the hydropump did not help at all. Tying up her top and grasping shinx pokeball she dropped it to her side. She raised her head, giving a piercing killer glare at the pair of the males. "Do you guys gotta death wish or somethin'? Ain't gonna even apoligize you pair of twats?", She was fustrated and letting her lower-educated speech patterns show. She usually was able to cover it up well, but she was not quite thinking straightly as her anger boiled up inside her guts. "NOW I FUCKING LOOK DISGUSTING WITH ALL THIS GOD DAMN SAND ALL UP IN MY HAIR!", she screamed with a vein almost popping out of her neck. She was not in a good mood at all. Her right eye twiched "Mr. misty eye( Seamus Conary ), choose your pokemon i promise I ain't gonna murder you but I will make sure im just going to hurt you very...very...badly", she said as a matter-of-fact. Her conceited and confident side was meeting and mingling with her impulsive and strong-willed. There was a little way to stop the storm now. First the one that splashed sand on her. Second will be the hydropump dumbass. |
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