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[rocketzealot]

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New friend? New friend! Black Jack politely tip toed around the Vaporeon to sniff his rear, dedicating the salty smell to his memory.

But the second Neptune pounced into play mode, he followed suit, all four paws jumping into the sand and shoving it all over poor Vivian’s towel. She had an interesting smell, and Black Jack would have to sniff her afterwards, but for now, he was occupied, bowled over by his play mate, flopping onto his back kicking gently at Neptune’s belly as he rolled them onto their sides, tongue lolling out stupidly. 

[streetsteel]

🥃 Fuck marry kill Aqua grunts

When you don’t wanna talk you gotta take a shot because of course no secrets get out when you’re drunk that’s how things work — Accepting blease get him drunk

Oooh boy he is THERE ladies and gents he’s FEELIN’ IT HE’S FEELIN’ FINE.

He just. Leans in. Squints. Smells like liquor here, yikes. 

“Uuuuh—I mean. Been there done that Smirky McFuckhead. Would bang Jock boy tho. Marriage sucks. Marriage is big buuuuuuuuullshit lemme tell ya honey. No marriage. Nah. We ain’t believin’ in institutionalized lovin’ here. Or in lovin’ I guess. Kill? Nah. Nah man but I mean someone could drop oil in front of th’stairs before Basil gets there—”

Shots count: 7. Heehee.

[commonxscents-archive]

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He snorted a little himself. “Cringey..? Is it that bad? I guess i thought it was clever.” He chuckled. “Maybe you’re right. Kinda like a bad joke yeah? It ain’t a good bad joke unless people groan at it.”

But at the notion of actually using it, a pink flush spread from his cheeks to the ends of his ears.  He waved his hands dismissively, flustered at the mere idea. “O-oh, no I don’t.. I dunno if I could actually say that seriously to someone- I mean.. I-I ain’t really a pick-up line kinda guy..? I jus’ think some o’ them are kinda funny-”  

He did briefly ponder.. on how Lorenz might react to that particular pick-up line, but he mentally shook the thought from his head. Even if his reaction was entertaining, it wouldn’t be worth it! He’d get pummeled for sure saying something stupidly cheesy like that to him.

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Quentin didn’t think being a good-will ambassador would be part of his functions when he joined Plasma. Yet, it turned out he was one of the rare people in the Team who fluently spoke the common tongue of the eastern regions, and was the only one the sages trusted with an assignment like this. Supposedly, he was to meet the leaders of Team Aqua, and secure their support.

And this is how he ended up in the first plane to Mossdeep City...

Guess they did share a goal with those radical environmentalists; the will to stop humanity from meddling with what it shouldn’t. Despite that, Quentin still wasn’t so sure about the other things he had heard. Lord Ghetsis did warn him at lenght Aqua was just a merry band of lunatics...

When the representative of the other Team arrived on the beach where they agreed to meet, he was relieved to see the famed pirate uniform didn’t look as bad as he had expected. The woman stopped in front of him, Quentin stepped a bit closer to the waves - a subtle way to make sure she had seen the Krookodile lying down on the sand next to him.

“You don’t look like you’re called Matt.”

[aquatrey]

When Trey next goes to his dorm he’ll find a neatly wrapped present on his bed - a chocolate stantler and a small kecleon plush. When he opens the card, a folded leaflet will fall out. Don’t be fooled by the gift into thinking she’s not not still annoyed, the leaflet is for Alcoholics Anonymous. The card reads “Merry Christmas Trey, try not to end up in a bin tonight. ~ Vivian

Trey had vanished somewhere off-base for a few days over the festive period, turning up again just in time to get started on the New Years celebrations. He was barely past the entrance of the base before someone shoved a beer into his hand, and before you know it, it was morning - Hello, first screaming headache of the decade!

And, ow, what was that digging into his back? With a groan, Trey pulls out the parcel he had been lying on all night. He groggily tears it open. “Oh cute,” He mumbles. Then he promptly bites the head off of the chocolate Stantler. Trey wasn’t usually one for chocolate, but eh, it was breakfast time, he was starving, and this was edible.

It’s then that he sees the card. He reads it, then squints at the leaflet. Alcoholic... What?

If this had come from anyone else, he would have shrugged it off as a joke. But coming from Vivian, and considering how big of a dick he had been to her last time he’d gone on a bender… Yeah, ouch. Feeling horribly guilty wasn’t how he’d wanted to start the new year.

“Jokes on you, m’in my bed.” He mutters to himself, balling up the leaflet. He throws it at the nearby bin, misses, and turns around to go back to sleep.

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He is gonna blow a raspberry in Vivian’s general direction for absolutely no actual reason.

You know, as adult men do.

[aquajumper]

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“Princess and the Politoed,” Kegan answers chipperly. She wanted to throw her hands up in the air and give a shout when Vivian agreed. In all honesty, she hadn’t been sure if her friend was gonna say yes. She seemed so down lately, barely meeting anyone’s eyes and was harder to find than normal. Something was bothering her, and Kegan wasn’t gonna let her go through that alone if she didn’t want to, “I gotta couple of others if ya wanna watch somethin’ else. We can probably convince Trey to let us use his Netflix too.”

Kegan puts her hand out for Vivian to take. 

“We better hurry, I cleaned up one of the break rooms and I’ll bet someone’ll take it if we leave it empty.”

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Maris just sort of stood outside the door to the HR department. He hated talking to higher ups. Not because they were particularly mean or anything it just made him nervous for some reason.  Maybe they were busy. The door was closed after all but maybe the door was always closed? It’s not as if he often went to HR. Had he even ever been to HR? Oh god he didn’t even know their names. How was he going to address them? Maybe he should just leave. How important was a missing paycheck anyway? “....” Okay it was pretty important. He still needed to be able to pay his bills. After quitting his job at the museum he pretty much relied on his pay from Team Aqua.  Taking a breath he knocked on the door to the HR office.