Pot of Pokes

Hello and Welcome to the 'Pot of Pokes' blog, where there are bunches of gijinkas just waiting to meet you! From Arcanines to Tentacools, they are eagerly waiting to meet you! . . . well . . . some are. A!M: none atm. Note: This is an independent Pokejinka/Pokemon Gijinka RP + Ask Blog. If you wish to RP with any of my characters, you may message me or submit a starter.

[potofpokes]

Harley: *sighs, leaning against the doorframe* Dmetri...? *mumbles it, his eye still looking dark from anger, but his expression is far more sad and tired than anything* You in here? *scratches the back of his neck awkwardly* Listen... uh... I'm sorry about what happened back there... y-you probably don't wanna discuss it but we should anyway... *sighs again* ... how long've you been sober? I... *trails off*

[ Dmetri had been taking the edge off with a few pills. From muscle relaxers to anxiety pills. Whatever she had in her cupboards really. After losing her temper in such a vulgar manner, she wanted to drift out of reality and into a state of ecstasy and bliss. Disregarding the world and all it's troubles. As she laid motionless with a content expression wiped across her face. Suddenly, someone called out her name. In her drugged and dazed self, she chimed rather loopily. ] Noobody's hoooooome. [ She snickered with a deep sigh. But oh, the disturbance continued. With a whining groan, the Duskull lifted herself from the couch. Slowly floating over to the door before opening it. ] Oh . . . hey Har Har . . when . .  when did you get here ?? Didn't. . . didn't I tell you I wasn't hoooome ? [ She threw her head back in a guffaw. ] Soo . . . ber ? I think . . . yesterday ?? Last week ? [ Scoffs with a high grin plastered on her lips. ] But not anymore !! [ Dmetri cackled. ]

[potofpokes]

MOD ANNOUNCEMENT:

Please understand this:

I am aware in the past, many have not quite been a bit keen with some ways of roleplaying that seem homophobic, insensitive, or offensive. However, what few don't seem to grasp is that there ARE characters who ARE homophobic, offensive, and/or intense. Just as there are homophobic, insensitive, and/or offensive. It doesn't mean that I myself is homophobic, insensitive, and/or offensive. It is just my character who is like that. That's how we build our characters. What are our OCs if they don't have some sort of dynamic side to them. They would all be flat, plain characters.

For Dmetri, destroying a side of her, the side where she will cuss out a crossdresser when on her last sober nerve, even just toning down the vivid language, that is not at all Dmetri. 

Characters are supposed to be like real people in a normal universe. Who aren't just little puppets where you make them do whatever you want. No person is perfect. So why should every character be ? How I roleplay Dmetri and all my characters is how I see them acting and reacting realistically.

If someone crosses a sober Dmetri in the real world, she wouldn't restrain her vocabulary. So why should I ?That's who she is. And I, as her creator, love her in all her extreme intensity. If I change that part about her, what would differ her from all the other characters out there. Not to mention that would be out of character.

I do not apologize for my way of roleplaying. I apologized I offended you or made you uncomfortable with it. But I will not apologize for my way of roleplaying. No matter how explicit I get. If you dislike how I roleplay or how I make my characters, rather than telling me to stop or to ease up, I suggest you unfollow me and not roleplay with me. 

[potofpokes]

MOD NOTE: 

Dmetri doesn't hate cute things. But if you're walking around town, dressed in nothing but bright pink and everything cute, your outfit is nothing but a terrible migraine and an eyesore for her. Especially when she's in her miserable sober state. But even then, she doesn't beat you up for it. She'll just sneer and walk away. What sets her off is when someone interrupts her private conversation without any invitation only to try and say that she's wrong to do something. If you do that, then she'll have a problem.

[gijinpoops]

Which Harley deftly caught, his grip on both her wrist and Noa’s. “Would you both fucking STOP IT?!” he roared, his hands beginning to grow icy, a mere warning of the ice punch he could deliver to freeze them both.

"I don’t enjoy watching two of my friends fight like this. Noa, walk. Away. It isn’t worth it." He turned his gaze to the sober ghost, his eye narrowing. "And you need to keep your inappropriate comments to yourself. I know you’re far kinder than what you’re showing, direct yourself to me and not him." He took a few deep breaths — looking at them both with a swing of his head. "Now when I let go, I want the both of you to walk in the opposite fucking direction, do you understand?" Oh, he was actually angry now, not something that most people wanted to deal with. "I have a type advantage over the both of you and I will not hesitate using it if you try anything.”

He should’ve stepped in sooner — hell, he knew Noa, he should’ve known words like that wouldn’t be taken lightly. He didn’t blame him, even Harley felt the sting and he wasn’t the one in pink. But Dmetri had her own issues that he knew were plaguing her even after her death — if his hunch was correct, she was probably sober, and that in itself was most likely something very difficult for her to deal with. It didn’t excuse her words, of course, but his heart was reaching out to both of his friends, and he hated this.

[potofpokes]

[ Dmetri was out for blood. Before she could land the blow, a hand tightened at her wrist in restraint. The glowing crimson eye of the Duskull flicked over, discovering the roaring Scrafty that stood between the clashing two. The icy shackles that spread across her wrists went ignored by the amorphous rebel. She held her deadly gaze toward Harley as her throat rumbled in deep monotone growls. Even when he looked to her. ] Wouldn't have been a problem if that twink grew some fucking balls and took it like a fucking man. [ She snapped. Kind ? No. She's never been really kind. She's been mellow. But all due to the excessive drugs that eased her nerves. ]

[ It was a bit astonishing to discover a male who was far sensitive to the slurs she roared at him in bubbling fury. She's been called far worse and he got his little g-string in a twist over some castrating comments. Pathetic. Even so, he cowered back obediently to the crested reptile. But not without beginning to whine. His voice, oh his god damned voice. It sent her temples to pulse aggressively. Maybe the world would be so much happier without that little bitch's vocal chords. ]

[ With a violent jerk, she ripped her wrist from the male's tight grasp. She began to rub off the ice crystals from her pale flesh, snarling at the Scrafty as she did so. Dmetri didn't fear the living. What had she to fear ? His type advantage ? She was already dead. ] Whatever . . . . tell your pretty little boyfriend that if I ever see him again. . . I'll fucking end him. [ She hissed venomously before evaporating in thin air, fading from sight to return to her humble abode and be embraced through the sweet intoxication with the use of narcotics. ]

[mute-medic-cat]

"DON'T YOU DARE FUCKING CALL ME THAT!!" This was personal now. He couldn't avoid the first punch, and it sent him tumbling back a bit. He pulled himself back to his feet as quickly as he could and charged back at the ghost girl, his own fists sparking with angry fire. He didn't seem to care if the costume got torn. Why'd she have to go and insult it anyway? "I DRESS THIS WAY FOR MYSELF, BITCH!" he snarled as he threw himself into his fiery attack.

[potofpokes]

[ Dmetri didn't fucking care about this man's feelings. She didn't give a rats ass about him and his frills and his sparkles and his costume of pink. She didn't give a fuck about his sexuality or his gender. The fact of the matter is that he stepped into something where he didn't belong. Enraging the sober ghoul. Screeching at her with the most annoying of tones, hissing at her saying she was an unfit friend. When one upsets the Duskull, she cares little about someone's emotions. Her eye was set upon satisfying her rage. In other words, beating this pixie to a pulp. The punch that was flung at her was quick, knocking into her cheek. She staggered back. A crooked grin plastered upon her lips as a menacing chuckle erupted from her. ] Is that all you got ? Because in all honesty, you punch like a fucking girl. I guess the whole cross dressing thing is working for ya !! [ With a swift hand, she swiped at the sleazy tube top's pink fabric, reeling him in close. She raised a tightened fist, pausing to grit her teeth. ] Too bad it doesn't help when you fight, you pansy ass mOTHER FUCKER !! [ Suddenly, she flung a brutal blow. ]

[mute-medic-cat]

"Who gives a shit who it's made for? It's a cute show with cute characters and people like it! Harley doesn't have to give up something he likes just cause you don't like it!" Noa clenched his fists, apparently ready for a fight even though he knew he had a total type disadvantage. What's sick is that you claim to be such good friends with him but you can't get past the fact that he likes ponies. You're a shitty friend if that's what you think friendship is. Maybe YOU should watch the show, you might learn something instead of acting like a horrible person."

[potofpokes]

When the fuck have I mentioned that we're "such good friends" ? ! I never said anything about how good friends we are. So you need to get your fucking facts straight, you gay ass bitch. So don't fuCKING TELL ME THAT I'M A SHIT FRIEND. If he thinks that, that is none OF YOUR GODAMN BUSINESS. [ She snapped viciously, her single death stare continuing to pierce through the cosplayer. ]

Please. If I watched that horse shit, I'd probably end up like you, trying to go around like a FUCKING IDIOT. Dressed up like the wet dream of a Brony, like a Pony Stripper. [ Dmetri gritted her teeth. She wasn't going to put up with this little lolita bitch in cosplay giving her a lecture on "How to be a good friend". No. The whiny voice was irritating. With a fellow swoop of her fist, she threw a punch at the Audino. ] I don't usually beat up fucking trannys, but I will FUCKING RIP YOUR DICK OFF AND MAKE YOU INTO THE WOMAN YOU'VE ALWAYS WANTED TO BE IF YOU DON'T BACK THE FUCK OFF.

[mute-medic-cat]

Now frowned and fluffed his skirt some, puffing his chest out a little. “Harley happens to be my friend too! I don’t care if you were talking to me or not, you were being mean to someone I care about and I won’t just stand by even if I don’t know you!” He glared back just as intensely. “The ONLY eyesore here is you and your shitty attitude about what other people like!”

[potofpokes]

Does it look like I give a flying fuck if you're friends with him ? Because I don't. [ Dmetri cracked her knuckles menacingly at the pipsqueak that was trying to seem like Superman in a pink tutu. But honestly, she wasn't going to take such a pest invading a conversation she had with one of her best friends on the account to seem heroic. ] Do you understand how fucking sick you are for enjoying a children's show for little fucking girls ? It's immature. It's fine for a nine year old girl but not for a twenty eight year old man. 

[The Duskull loomed over the cross dressing Audino with such an ice cold, dead look. With her eyes of blood red piercing. She was not playing. If this whatever the heck he was continued to oppose her, she will have to react quite violently and mercilessly. ] I suggest you get the fuck out of my face before I make you unrecognizable for your autopsy.

[potofpokes]

God . . . being sober just makes everything and everyone annoying as all fuck.

I'm just going to go back to my beautiful pills. Before I hospitalize some pansy fucker.

[gijinpoops]

Do you like FUCKING MLP?? I swear to FUCK if you do I am going to murder you and an entire country of bronies. I swear to fuck. -- Dmetri

Harley: whEEZES I THOUGHT WE WENT OVER THIS

UHM

N-NO?????

/aGGREssiVELY HIDES A FEW MLP KNICKNACKS

sEEEEEeee look i’m Normal /starts sobbing

[mute-medic-cat]

Noa: but, but! What does it matter if Harley likes ponies or not? I mean, would it be OK if I like ponies? Cause I’m ‘cutesy’? But I’m still as much a guy as Harley! He can like ponies and cute things if he wants! ::gets himself all puffed up:: ::still totally dressed as Pinkie Pie::

[potofpokes]

[ Dmetri directed her single searing stare at the feminine male dressed in pink. She clenched her teeth, scowling venomously. ] Excuse me. Was I talking to you ? [ She snarled viciously, approaching the cosplayer adorned in bright colors, he made her almost retch. ] I don’t think I was. I don’t think I asked you if you like ponies or cute things or if you’re a fucking man. [ The Duskull’s eyes glowed a hellish crimson as she grew more infuriated by the pink presence. ] I wouldn’t even look in your direction because your entire outfit is an eyesore and I may possibly puke all over you.

So why don’t you get your fucking nose out of me and my friend’s fucking conversation ? Before I rip your fucking throat out. [ Bitch felt like she was about to slaughter a man. Her temper was out of control. ]

[gijinpoops]

Do you like FUCKING MLP?? I swear to FUCK if you do I am going to murder you and an entire country of bronies. I swear to fuck. -- Dmetri

Harley: whEEZES I THOUGHT WE WENT OVER THIS

UHM

N-NO?????

/aGGREssiVELY HIDES A FEW MLP KNICKNACKS

sEEEEEeee look i’m Normal /starts sobbing

[potofpokes]

LIAR. I saw those pony-philia figurines behind your back.

I outta shove that Sparkle Wind or Bubble Gay, whatever their names are, up your ass. [ She hisses with her eyes glowing a bright crimson. The everlasting flames of fury toward the colorfully painted ponies was amongst the many things she so hated. So loathed. And seeing her friend being amongst those that praised the childish characters made her sick to her stomach. If she had one that actually worked. ] 

[potofpokes]

charm-kitten said: ((*silent screams followed by silent sobs*))

smooches u. don't cry, my dear. u o u

steadyheartedswoobat said: I love gracieeeee and spohieeee and everyoneeee ;3;))

well, gracie will still be here!! everyone else?? im not sure.

gimmikiss said: and dmetri right………..

ye aye aeyyae yea dmetri too.

[potofpokes]

i am going to do a bit of a cleanse on this blog. or maybe i will just ditch this one all together and make a new blog. because eh these characters man. 

i am starting to hate them all.

[valientthevictini]

ERM— *and oh he was silenced—she was totally right, as usual, but he didn’t want to admit it, nope. So instead he just stayed on her sofa, looking up at the ceiling and humming to himself, turning when he heard her coming back* Hm? Oh really? Pfft, jackets and scarves are the way of the past, Gracie! We must live in the now! Where friendship keeps you warm!! *he grinned* Or something like that. Haha~ But still, I guess it’s okay because you look cute bundled up~ So, shall we go? *he offered her his arm, still grinning.* Let’s make a snowman family!!

[potofpokes]

[ The terrier's ears raised at his exclaims. What bullshit, she thought. Friendships were supposed to keep her warm? Say that when she stands outside, trembling from hypothermia and frostbite. His cheesy claims stating she was 'cute' brought her cheeks to a smoldering red. She turned her head with a foul scowl. ] W - whatever. L - let's just go !! [ She barked, avoiding his gaze. It's been a while since she's heard him call her cute. She somewhat missed it. Although, the bitter aftertaste was something she wasn't pleased with. ] Um . . . yeah . . . [ Gracie nodded, accepting the arm to escort her to wherever he supposedly wanted to play. Although she accepted his request to frolic in the winter snow, she wasn't going to enjoy it. Or at least, she was gonna not let it show. ]

[valientthevictini]

YES! *he flew in circles a little bit the excitement was just too much for his rabbit self— getting a bit happier as he noticed the quick smile* YES I DID GRACIE! Those agency brats took my phone away during work so I couldn’t text. BAH.  *he smirked a bit when she gave in, truthfully he had hoped she would~ He clapped his hands eagerly as he let himself in through her window, laying on her sofa as he waited for his bestie to get ready for the winter fun outside* Haha~ So you need a coat, huh?~ It’s not all that cold, and I could keep ya warm just fine, Gracieee~

[potofpokes]

There are other ways of communication, ya know ? [ The herdier smirked slightly before turning away upon her heel. Waltzing up to meet the navy blue overcoat that was neatly hung upon the coat stand. She wrapped a red scarf at her neck, nestling herself into the soft cotton. Then she slipped into her boots. With some mittens tucked away into her pockets, she was ready. Turning back to face Valient, who was now lounging lazily across her couch, her cheeks suddenly burned a bright red in surprise. Oh God. She couldn't possibly permit him to warm her up. No no. She didn't need him to help her keep toasty warm. Oh heavens no. That would involve invasive touches. That would be too embarrassing. And now doubt would she blush at such a gesture. That would totally destroy her serious facade. ] No no. I - i don't need you keeping me warm. Th - that's why I have jackets and scarves, you dumbass. . . [ She stammered out nervously. ]

[potofpokes]

Graciee,let's play in the snow!!! I don't have anymore work to do, so c'mon and play with mee. *tapping relentlessly at her window*

[ Gracie opened her window to the excited Victini just outside. A light smile curving upon her lips, before she cleared her throat. The smile disappearing from her lips as she donned on her usual serious expression to mask her true happiness at seeing her best friend. ] Oh ? So you've finally found some time to visit me ? [ She rolled her eyes, resting her folded arms upon the window sill. ] Play in the snow ? What do you take me for ? A kid ? [ With a heavy sigh, she complied to his request. ] Fine . . . Let me just grab my coat.  

[charm-kitten]

Hey feel my shirt

You know what that’s made of?

-Whispers- Boyfriend material~

[potofpokes]

Wow, Minny. You're such a fuckin' dork. [ She snickers. ]

[charm-kitten]

-Totally returns like, half an hour later with 3 bags filled with snacks of all kinds.-

SOPHIE.. Soph.. babe, I got your treats BUT

If you want them, you’re going to have to come out of the closet

Cause I don’t want crumbs all over the clean shit in there

So babe

Came out

[potofpokes]

[ She whines childishly. ] I'm so hungryyyy and I just gotta hatch these four eggs.

Can't I just have some chips until I'm done? I have a mighty need for a me-vee.