"A little Bite never 'urt anyone, yeah?"
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"A little Bite never 'urt anyone, yeah?"
- Ask/RP Blog for Trainer Sword! Penned By Kaz.
- Please Read about before Interacting!
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(( @sword-crossed )) "-AND!!" Sword Deeply Inhaled, Wheezing from his Long Tangent, "And...You're One 'ell of a Posh Git!! Soundin' like a Fuckin' Rich Arse'at!"
"'Posh Git?!'" He returned Yuki who was still happily bouncing around in her Zen-Mode form. "For your information sir that's just how I talk! I'm getting right sick of people assuming I'm some pompous dickhead with my nose upturned! I came from humble beginnings just like you, I'm no different than anyone else on this bloody earth and I deserve basic respect!" He folded his arms with a deep scowl. "If you're going to make yourself look like a knob, I suggest you go elsewhere to calm yourself before I even think to battle you again."
sword-crossed:
“F-Fine!” He Sniffled, his Voice Quivering, blatantly trying to Keep himself Composed and not BreakDown, “Not like I-I’m Tryin’ My Best! But Obviously My B-Best is My Worst…!”
Oh great, here comes the water works... He sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. ‘Come on Victor, you’re the bloody Champion. What are you doing making someone cry like this? He’s only a kid!’ After a moment, he took a deep breath and composed himself. “Look...I’m sorry I got cross with you. But you have to understand I’m tired and you taking out your frustrations on me wasn’t good either. I didn’t mean to curse and call you names and I’m sorry I let myself become so enraged, I’m sure you’re just as wound up after losing so many times.” “You are a good trainer, you’ve improved a lot since our first battle and you even beat Ozzy a few times, that’s no easy feat I can assure you.” He placed a hand on Sword’s shoulder and smiled faintly. “Look, let’s both call it a day and go rest up. You can try again in a few days when we’ve both had time to relax and cool off, I’m sure your Pokémon need the rest too.”
Inhaling Deeply, Sword Nodded. He Rubbed the Tears from Out his Eyes as he Looked at Victor.
"..O-Okay...Sorry..."
(( @sword-crossed )) "-AND!!" Sword Deeply Inhaled, Wheezing from his Long Tangent, "And...You're One 'ell of a Posh Git!! Soundin' like a Fuckin' Rich Arse'at!"
"'Posh Git?!'" He returned Yuki who was still happily bouncing around in her Zen-Mode form. "For your information sir that's just how I talk! I'm getting right sick of people assuming I'm some pompous dickhead with my nose upturned! I came from humble beginnings just like you, I'm no different than anyone else on this bloody earth and I deserve basic respect!" He folded his arms with a deep scowl. "If you're going to make yourself look like a knob, I suggest you go elsewhere to calm yourself before I even think to battle you again."
sword-crossed:
“I Need t’ Beat You Though!” Sword Pointed his Gloved Hand to Victor, Only Seeing Red at that Point, “I can’t be Weak! I don’t Desire for People to Think of Me as Weak! Could get Robbed ‘nd Shit!”
“To be quite frank with you, Sword. I couldn’t give a Rattata’s left whisker about what you want right now. You wanted to battle, I battled you nearly 30 times consecutively and you haven’t won once. My Pokémon and I are exhausted, my throat is starting to hurt from giving all those commands and you’ve ruined my mood by making an ass out of yourself.” “The least you can do is give me a break for a few days.”
Sword Blinked, Pursing his lips, Tears Curling in his Eyes.
"F-Fine!" He Sniffled, his Voice Quivering, blatantly trying to Keep himself Composed and not BreakDown, "Not like I-I'm Tryin' My Best! But Obviously My B-Best is My Worst...!"
(( @sword-crossed )) "-AND!!" Sword Deeply Inhaled, Wheezing from his Long Tangent, "And...You're One 'ell of a Posh Git!! Soundin' like a Fuckin' Rich Arse'at!"
"'Posh Git?!'" He returned Yuki who was still happily bouncing around in her Zen-Mode form. "For your information sir that's just how I talk! I'm getting right sick of people assuming I'm some pompous dickhead with my nose upturned! I came from humble beginnings just like you, I'm no different than anyone else on this bloody earth and I deserve basic respect!" He folded his arms with a deep scowl. "If you're going to make yourself look like a knob, I suggest you go elsewhere to calm yourself before I even think to battle you again."
Sword Pouted, Placing his Hands on his Waist as he Listened to the Other Rant. When Victor was Done, he Cleared his Throat.
"Get a New Fuckin' Accent, for Cryin' Ow'Loud! It's Easy! Train Ya Vocal Chords to not Sound like a Pillock! Fuckin' Tosser..."
“Oh yes of course! A new accent, what was I thinking? I’ll just spend my time forcing myself to speak in an entirely different tone and structure than I normally do just to please a spoiled brat!”
“Come off it ya twat, I’m not going to do that. Nor will I continue to battle you as you’ve gone and pissed me off. Do me a favor and stop bothering me, I need time to calm down. My usually abundant amounts of patience has worn thin thanks to you.”
"I Need t' Beat You Though!" Sword Pointed his Gloved Hand to Victor, Only Seeing Red at that Point, "I can't be Weak! I don't Desire for People to Think of Me as Weak! Could get Robbed 'nd Shit!"
(( @sword-crossed )) "-AND!!" Sword Deeply Inhaled, Wheezing from his Long Tangent, "And...You're One 'ell of a Posh Git!! Soundin' like a Fuckin' Rich Arse'at!"
"'Posh Git?!'" He returned Yuki who was still happily bouncing around in her Zen-Mode form. "For your information sir that's just how I talk! I'm getting right sick of people assuming I'm some pompous dickhead with my nose upturned! I came from humble beginnings just like you, I'm no different than anyone else on this bloody earth and I deserve basic respect!" He folded his arms with a deep scowl. "If you're going to make yourself look like a knob, I suggest you go elsewhere to calm yourself before I even think to battle you again."
Sword Pouted, Placing his Hands on his Waist as he Listened to the Other Rant. When Victor was Done, he Cleared his Throat.
"Get a New Fuckin' Accent, for Cryin' Ow'Loud! It's Easy! Train Ya Vocal Chords to not Sound like a Pillock! Fuckin' Tosser..."
(( @sword-crossed )) Oh Here Sword Comes. A PokeBall in Hand. Looking like he went through Hell. "G ive me a ReMatching or I Swear-!" This is the 60th Time he's Done this...
"Ah, welcome back challenger! You sure are persistent!" Never the less his team was raring to go once again! "Very well, let us begin!"
"Mh! This Time, I Damn Right Know I'm Gonna Win!" Sword Eagerly Spoke, as he did in All the Other Previous Matches, Throwing the Ball out to Reveal his Glamorous Hatterene!
He resisted the urge to shake his head, considering the male said declared that exact thing 60 or so times already. “I look forward to seeing your strategy this time around! Do the best you can and may the best trainer win.” He grinned and tossed out a Heal Ball, releasing his Darmanitan, Yuki, out onto the battlefield! Yuki cried out, beating on her chest before placing her fists firmly onto the ground. Eyes shining with determination.
Sword Adjusted the Themed Trainer Glove before Grinning and Nodding, "Alright! But...The First Move..Who does that Go to?"
(( @sword-crossed )) Oh Here Sword Comes. A PokeBall in Hand. Looking like he went through Hell. "G ive me a ReMatching or I Swear-!" This is the 60th Time he's Done this...
"Ah, welcome back challenger! You sure are persistent!" Never the less his team was raring to go once again! "Very well, let us begin!"
"Mh! This Time, I Damn Right Know I'm Gonna Win!" Sword Eagerly Spoke, as he did in All the Other Previous Matches, Throwing the Ball out to Reveal his Glamorous Hatterene!
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(( @sword-crossed )) "'ight - some people are literally lil' Beggars. I was bumped into in Motostoke an' I said Sorry but then the Guy didn't. Me an' Cinderace thought he should 'ave so I asked if 'e was gon'a say Sorry then the Twat Ignored me! 'e's probably tryn'a get a Bird or something."
@sword-crossed
“That does sound quite rude, I get why you’re so upset.” His monotone voice didn’t seem to convey that however. Then again how could he react any different, he’d been sitting here for 10 minutes hearing his twin rant on and on without ordering his breakfast...at all. One could easily grow tired of hearing things on an empty stomach. “Perhaps we can continue this conversation after you ordered please?”
sword-crossed:
“Good….Aye-”
“-If anyone Messes with you, tell me.”
He nodded and smiled faintly, somethings never change. “I will, I promise. Just don’t do anything drastic. Promise me that.” He glanced at his twin, his expression somewhat pleading.
"Of Course I Promise!"
"If anything, I'd give them a Twat 'round 'ead!"
“Okay I can live with that.” It was better than nothing and besides he knew Sword wouldn’t go overboard or anything. “Here’s your waffles loves, enjoy!” Their waiter set the plates down, smiling bright before walking away. “Thank you!” He chirped, setting his napkin in his lap before grabbing his utensils.
"Thanks." Sword spoke, giving one of his rare, Public smiles before it dropped shortly after, shifting his Chair and himself closer to the Table before picking his own Utensils up. Cutting some Waffle off, he made sure his Fork stabbed it before putting it in his Mouth, Chewing and swallowing, such being shortly followed by a 'mhhh~' as his smile Returned.
"Bloody Brilliant, Yeah?"
(( @sword-crossed )) "'ight - some people are literally lil' Beggars. I was bumped into in Motostoke an' I said Sorry but then the Guy didn't. Me an' Cinderace thought he should 'ave so I asked if 'e was gon'a say Sorry then the Twat Ignored me! 'e's probably tryn'a get a Bird or something."
@sword-crossed
“That does sound quite rude, I get why you’re so upset.” His monotone voice didn’t seem to convey that however. Then again how could he react any different, he’d been sitting here for 10 minutes hearing his twin rant on and on without ordering his breakfast...at all. One could easily grow tired of hearing things on an empty stomach. “Perhaps we can continue this conversation after you ordered please?”
sword-crossed:
“Good….Aye-”
“-If anyone Messes with you, tell me.”
He nodded and smiled faintly, somethings never change. “I will, I promise. Just don’t do anything drastic. Promise me that.” He glanced at his twin, his expression somewhat pleading.
"Of Course I Promise!"
"If anything, I'd give them a Twat 'round 'ead!"
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(( @sword-crossed )) "'ight - some people are literally lil' Beggars. I was bumped into in Motostoke an' I said Sorry but then the Guy didn't. Me an' Cinderace thought he should 'ave so I asked if 'e was gon'a say Sorry then the Twat Ignored me! 'e's probably tryn'a get a Bird or something."
@sword-crossed
“That does sound quite rude, I get why you’re so upset.” His monotone voice didn’t seem to convey that however. Then again how could he react any different, he’d been sitting here for 10 minutes hearing his twin rant on and on without ordering his breakfast...at all. One could easily grow tired of hearing things on an empty stomach. “Perhaps we can continue this conversation after you ordered please?”
sword-crossed:
“I am not a Low Life Scum, Victor. Course I’m stayin’ outta Trouble! I’d Hate to cause Trouble!”
“Well, to someone who doesn’t Deserve it, Yeah. An’ wha’ about you? How’ve you been doing?”
“I suppose you’re right about that.” He took another sip of water, before answering. “I’ve been doing well, just trying to keep my head above water sometimes but otherwise I’m quite alright, can’t really complain.” He hummed.
"Good....Aye-"
"-If anyone Messes with you, tell me."
(( @sword-crossed )) "'ight - some people are literally lil' Beggars. I was bumped into in Motostoke an' I said Sorry but then the Guy didn't. Me an' Cinderace thought he should 'ave so I asked if 'e was gon'a say Sorry then the Twat Ignored me! 'e's probably tryn'a get a Bird or something."
@sword-crossed
“That does sound quite rude, I get why you’re so upset.” His monotone voice didn’t seem to convey that however. Then again how could he react any different, he’d been sitting here for 10 minutes hearing his twin rant on and on without ordering his breakfast...at all. One could easily grow tired of hearing things on an empty stomach. “Perhaps we can continue this conversation after you ordered please?”
sword-crossed:
“Sounds Brill, yeah? Think it’d be good too.”
“So how have you been fairing? It has been quite a while since we last saw one another. Hopefully staying out of trouble somewhat?”
"I am not a Low Life Scum, Victor. Course I'm stayin' outta Trouble! I'd Hate to cause Trouble!"
"Well, to someone who doesn't Deserve it, Yeah. An' wha' about you? How've you been doing?"
(( @sword-crossed )) "'ight - some people are literally lil' Beggars. I was bumped into in Motostoke an' I said Sorry but then the Guy didn't. Me an' Cinderace thought he should 'ave so I asked if 'e was gon'a say Sorry then the Twat Ignored me! 'e's probably tryn'a get a Bird or something."
@sword-crossed
“That does sound quite rude, I get why you’re so upset.” His monotone voice didn’t seem to convey that however. Then again how could he react any different, he’d been sitting here for 10 minutes hearing his twin rant on and on without ordering his breakfast...at all. One could easily grow tired of hearing things on an empty stomach. “Perhaps we can continue this conversation after you ordered please?”
sword-crossed:
“Cinderace 'as been Brilliant! We’ve been Workin’ on makin’ 'im do great around Water so when we Face Water Types togetha, should give us less Fear an’ Anxiety! Wha about Oswald?”
“Oswald has been well. He still as hard working as he was as ever. He’s getting much better at tracking heat signatures, it’s quite handy!” He hummed, taking a sip of his water. “Perhaps after breakfast we can have them hang out a little.”
"Sounds Brill, yeah? Think it'd be good too."
(( @sword-crossed )) "'ight - some people are literally lil' Beggars. I was bumped into in Motostoke an' I said Sorry but then the Guy didn't. Me an' Cinderace thought he should 'ave so I asked if 'e was gon'a say Sorry then the Twat Ignored me! 'e's probably tryn'a get a Bird or something."
@sword-crossed
“That does sound quite rude, I get why you’re so upset.” His monotone voice didn’t seem to convey that however. Then again how could he react any different, he’d been sitting here for 10 minutes hearing his twin rant on and on without ordering his breakfast...at all. One could easily grow tired of hearing things on an empty stomach. “Perhaps we can continue this conversation after you ordered please?”
"Aye. Need Bloody Food in us, ey? 'Specially you." Sword hummed, maintaining his Persona despite wanting to Laugh as he looked at the Menu, his eyes Dancing Carelessly across it, reading the Words, soon putting it back down.
"Tha Waffle sounds nice, yeah?"
‘Specially you’? What was that supposed to mean? Perhaps it was just a jab at his somewhat cranky remark.
“Yes, waffles do sound good.” He politely waved over their waiter to order their food before he gave his menu back and could finally relax now that the promise of food was secured. “So how has Cinderace been?”
"Cinderace 'as been Brilliant! We've been Workin' on makin' 'im do great around Water so when we Face Water Types togetha, should give us less Fear an' Anxiety! Wha about Oswald?"
(( @sword-crossed )) "'ight - some people are literally lil' Beggars. I was bumped into in Motostoke an' I said Sorry but then the Guy didn't. Me an' Cinderace thought he should 'ave so I asked if 'e was gon'a say Sorry then the Twat Ignored me! 'e's probably tryn'a get a Bird or something."
@sword-crossed
“That does sound quite rude, I get why you’re so upset.” His monotone voice didn’t seem to convey that however. Then again how could he react any different, he’d been sitting here for 10 minutes hearing his twin rant on and on without ordering his breakfast...at all. One could easily grow tired of hearing things on an empty stomach. “Perhaps we can continue this conversation after you ordered please?”
"Aye. Need Bloody Food in us, ey? 'Specially you." Sword hummed, maintaining his Persona despite wanting to Laugh as he looked at the Menu, his eyes Dancing Carelessly across it, reading the Words, soon putting it back down.
"Tha Waffle sounds nice, yeah?"