The giant rat wandered in, feeling uneasy, but guarded and confident. “uhmmm hello?” Spirits are no match for this Pokemon!
…You lay in terror under your desk and all these people can think of is to make fun of you. They aren’t the help you need.
You try not to completely lose it. Terrible… memories… start to wash over you…
No no no no no no no not agAIN. NEVER AGAIN.
…But you don’t have Sparta with you right now. It’s just you…
…You quickly begin dialing a number on your Xtransceiver…
You don’t even know who exactly you called. Someone… anyone…
What a terrible house!!!! I can’t put down any furniture or nothing! how can anyone live like that?! *the rat flailed and flailed, snorting out fire. Seems that she is spoiled on her modern ways.*
Whoosh! The Pokeball whizzed towards the redheaded raticate and smacked her squarely on the head, and in the process knocked a dresser from her pockets. “owch!!!” The familiar red light enveloped the wild Pokemon for a second….and then she was gone. The ball was still for a…
But I love cooking, does that make me a bad person, bwah
gETCHA HEAD IN THE GAME
Whoosh! The Pokeball whizzed towards the redheaded raticate and smacked her squarely on the head, and in the process knocked a dresser from her pockets. “owch!!!” The familiar red light enveloped the wild Pokemon for a second….and then she was gone. The ball was still for a while….until it started shaking violently and cracked open. A message popped up; You can’t put anything down here, or the floor will cave in! “…..well that was dumb.”
Noooo~ I mean inside, bwah! like…..throw it at me and then maybe something can happen! Oh oh, Mister, how come you can work a pokeball and my boyfriend can’t? What makes a human a trainer, bwah? °^°…………*animal crossing thinking emote*
nevermind opera mini is the best I learned to cope
what I was TRYING to say was that opera mini sucks for not running dialogues, and the stock browser on my phone sucks for using to much data, so I compromised ; opera mobile with Turbo always on.
Am I the only one who can’t stand cicadas and goes out of their way to scare them off trees so I don’t have to listen to their shit
Why didn’t anyone make this sooner? I hate when people only use the word “said” in stories.
BLESS YOUR COW
BLESS THIS POST.
CAN I MARRY A POST?
WHO EVER MADE THIS I LOVE YOU!