Oct 9, 2015
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((Oh wow. Janus’s colors make R look like military. o.o;))
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((Oh wow. Janus’s colors make R look like military. o.o;))
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Can I get an “Oh my God did I try”?
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Lotice was obviously too drunk to submit this in a timely manner. Sorry!
Huh? That old guy . . . oh man, he’s such a good old guy . . . I wanna be like that when I get old . . .
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What? You mean like, a veteran pokemon trainer? No . . . I want that beard . . .
OAO
5. Walking out of the store with close to 600 cartons of orange Oran/Sitrus Berry juice
“I must admit, it’s definitely not every day I walk to the store and find a Natu using their abilities to carry out the store’s entire stock of their Oran and Sitrus Berry juice cartons – is there a party I didn’t help coordinate around here that involves a good portion of the city?” a brunette asked, her hands occupied with two girls hanging onto either palm.
‘Oh! Mrs. Byrd! What a surprise! Yes, I suppose that this must look like an odd occurrence,’ the tiny Natu had replied, nearly dropping a couple of the cartons before remembering what he had been doing.
“… Erm… yes, just a bit, er… Alph, right?” Jaydin replied, quirking a brow.
‘That’s correct~ Rest assured that there is no party in the works, Mrs. Byrd! Aside from being a delicious treat, it does take a lot to quench the thirst of a big Salamance like Azelstan!’ Alph replied, flitting about and continuing his business.
“… Point taken. Uh… you did pay for that, right?”
Cartons floated down to the ground as Alph seemed to ponder to himself.
‘Oh… that’s what I forgot. You spend time mostly in the wilds, and when it comes to cities and towns, you tend to forget that social customs exist!’ There seemed to be a hint of laughter to the transmitted thoughts, though it quickly quieted down.
‘Ehm, I hate to ask this of you, but… we don’t often keep funds on hand for these types of transactions…’
“… Ah… I would always expect a tiny Psychic bird to carry a wallet and credit card on hand…”
‘Is that… sarcasm?’
“I’ll take care of it.” Jaydin replies, shaking her head in slight amusement as she leads her daughters into the store.
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After the fourth glass of whiskey was finished, Myrddin leaned back into his lounge chair and wondered about the eldest Hyperion Competitor.
Myrddin: “Ah, Mister Andor, someone that I’d really enjoy sharing a few of these drinks with.. That is to assume he can still go a few rounds. Heh. Though he always seems to be the man on the sidelines more times than not..”
Forma was already feeling the warmth of the alcohol, as she opted to partake in the drinks as well. Better to be drunk from actually drinking, rather than simply feeling the effects from Synchronize..
Forma: “Old Myr? I dunno.. I hope Myr doeshn’t grew up to be a big.. stick in the mud.. or stick up the butt.. I dunno which one Andor is.. Is he shupose.. to be a wizard..? What’s with.. the feather dress?”
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“He’s scurrry,” Chris whined, pouting a bit,”But his birdy’s so nice to Nuv... Nuvula. Nuvola. Nuvola. Yeah. I’d like to talk to ‘im, but I think he’d probably not like meee... I think most people wouldn’t like me.”
“He’s got storriess and I wanna know his storiessss,” Adelyn stated, holding her head in her hands,”He seems so in’restin‘.”