Silent Endurance.

[rebellatriix]

…This guy was weird. He did realize what he had just grabbed, right?

“…You sure ‘bout that?”

[mxuntaindweller-blog]

He looks at what he’d grabbed, and felt a large bead of sweat roll down the back of his neck.

“...yeah.”

[draicon-archive-blog]

                                              mxuntaindweller.

       ❝ WAS THERE something that you needed exactly? ❞

Early morning visits were never too much of a problem considering  Lance often woke up early in the first place, already up before the  sun was even out yet. But to have heard a knock on his door at six with his cup of coffee still held in his hand – It had definitely come  as a surprise. Whether it was a pleasant or unpleasant one, he had  yet to find out.

[mxuntaindweller-blog]

“Uh, uh...”

All champions made him nervous, more so than regular folks did. The fact that he was one didn’t make a difference to Red. In all honesty, he had thought about relinquishing the title so he could get out of these duties several time. In the end though, he couldn’t muster up the courage to tell the League he couldn’t do it anymore. And so he had found himself tasked with delivering news of a ‘Champions’ Retreat’ to Lance, whom Red found particularly intimidating.

He words spill from his mouth, as he clenches his fists, and averts his gaze. “Ch-ch...amp...” He couldn’t do it. He dug his hand into his pocket, and presented Lance a newsletter, explaining his presence.

[mxuntaindweller-blog]

Like for a one liner.

[inboxideas]

Pick your poison...

scroll over one and do what it tells you–

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[rebellatriix]

mxuntaindweller​ issued a challenge.

“Dude… you look a little lost.”

[mxuntaindweller-blog]

Oh no, she’s staring, right at him. Quick, grab the nearest thing from the closest aisle. 

“N...no, just fine here.” He’s holding a pregnancy test. Nice job Red. This is why you always send your Pokemon to do your shopping for you.

[inboxideas]

What's a minor quirk or quality about my character you like?

[scoriaecous-a-blog]

inboxideas:

What details have you seen that you just really enjoy?

[hydrocxnnon]

She stepped inside, glancing around in the darkness barely illuminated by that faint light. It was hard to tell anything about this place like this, so she decided to seek out some lights. Within moments, she had found a couple of the battery powered laturns and had turned them on. “This is… quaint.”

[mxuntaindweller-blog]

The area was rather barren. Aside from a couch, a coffee table, and a small carpet by the door, the main room seemed to be pretty empty. At least the floor looked nice and clean? “...Sorry. Don’t really have guests often...”

[mxuntaindweller-blog]

Like this for a starter of varying length.

[mxuntaindweller-blog]

Like this for a starter of varying length.

[maitredetective]

{ ♖ } - A maybe wasn’t really an answer and the young woman looked at him almost puzzled. Her arms crossed over her chest as she leans in a bit toward him. As if trying to hear him say something more then that but only a repeat of maybe.

     “That doesn’t really tell me much, do you want too or not? Cause I’m sure I could figure something else to do if you aren’t comfortable.” Serena stated, brushing her hair back as she examined the young male. After all maybe they could talk about pokemon since they are both champions, or maybe small things like similar hobbies. Or apparently the option of a long moment of silence is also there.

[mxuntaindweller-blog]

He averts his gaze when she leans closer. He wished that his nerves weren’t so dang weak. He shifts slightly, as he opens his mouth, in an attempt to speak. He only manages to produce a small mumbling sound. His fists clench, and he makes an audible sound.

“I...like games... just... not good with...” A yellow Pokemon climbs onto the male’s lap, and utters it’s name. The presence of the electric type seems to have a positive effect on Red, as he visibly relaxes. His hand scratches behind the ears of the mouse-type. “...h-having...conversations.” It’s clear he had to force the words out, even with Pikachu being his main focus. “...and new people.. ...Sorry.”

[vileplumeperfume-deactivated202]

  ▐ ❀✿▐ —;   “Up on Mount Silver? Ah —- of course, if that is where you would like to place them.” 

[mxuntaindweller-blog]

“Mhm. I think the Pokemon up there would like’em.”

[vileplumeperfume-deactivated202]

   ▐ ❀✿▐ —;   “Ah, I do! Believe it or not, snapdragons and pansies do very well in colder temperatures. Unovan daisies do as well!”  

[mxuntaindweller-blog]

“So those would grow well up on Mount Silver? Think you could help me plant some?”

[vileplumeperfume-deactivated202]

mxuntaindweller

 ▐ ❀✿▐ —;   “Oh, Red! Good morning.”

[mxuntaindweller-blog]

“...Morning, Erika. Would you know any types of flowers that grow well in the cold?”

[bleedingsword]

[thepinksymphony-deactivated2015]

mxuntaindweller liked your post “Starter call~”

“What are these creatures and why the hell did you bring them all here?”

[mxuntaindweller-blog]

“Pokemon. Hungry.”

[hydrocxnnon]

…Well, that answered her question. It would be pretty risky to live up here without any proper shelter. But that signalled Blue to step up to the door, and open it—as expected, it was unlocked. After all, you couldn’t have better security than a huge boulder.

[mxuntaindweller-blog]

The door, once opened, would reveal a modest cabin. As well as a messy one, to an extent. Admittedly the place was pretty barren, at least in terms of decor, and appliances. The only source of light seems to be that of a Charmander’s tail, and a few battery powered lanterns, which currently, were off. 

[scoriaecous-a-blog]

                     «¤»— “What?” He would admit that – he only had a                                  vague grasp of whatever this stranger was                                  talking about, and with the shock it gave him,                                  it doesn’t register at all.  It’s a rare occasion                                 where he’s completely confused, and all he                                  can do is blink. “What is what from?”          

[mxuntaindweller-blog]

Oh Mew. The confused look that the older male gives him makes uncomfortable. This guy had no idea what he was talking about. “Uh... Y   your costume.” A shaky finger is raised, and pointed at Maxie’s attire. “Th. That is a costume...right?”