#rocketexecutiveproton

[leader-colress]

Next time you decide to invite yourself in the HQ don't get lost.

And I thought I was welcome there. 

I wasn’t lost. I was just looking around.

[nationalpark-rp]

hello, Manectric mod! I hope you're well! unfortunately, I think it's time for me to drop my Rocket grunt. in her place, I would like to reserve Nanu! thank you!

It’s all right, my friend!  Sometimes we all need a change!  Your grunt Mei has a place in our hearts even though she’s leaving to pursue her own dreams.  And as for Nanu?  Well, he’s just the best uncle in town!  He might not look it, but the man’s got killer instincts.  Please have him ready to put his brains to work by December 12th!

~ Manectric-mod

[twinkywithascarf]

HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

*wiggles eyebrows at you*  ((-In other words thank you bby-))

[golden-cutter-blog-blog]

"Oh look. It's a bug..."

"I should crush it."

[thortonhearsahoothoot]

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You’re the unsuspecting victim that sat on a bench quietly, probably enjoying the peacefulness of the calm afternoon. Around you, nothing more can be heard but the sound of croaking Croagunk, and cawing Spearow. The wind rustles through the trees, creating a welcoming coolness upon your face. Whatever endeavors your day has brought is drowned out by the serenity you’re surrounded by. 

Nearby, a Jolteon stalks you from afar. She’s patient, and she’s silent. Her presence cannot be known, as she is hidden out of sight, and droned out of sound. Her light paws carry her closer to something that’s caught her interest, something of your belonging. Her overwhelming urge to steal other’s belongings is unbearable, and no matter how many times she’s been scolded for it, she cannot help herself. 

Quick as a flash, she rose from behind from the protection of a thick bush just off the path to which you sat. Bounding silently still she leaps from the shadows, quickly snatching the item of value from you. She’s noticed she’s slipped from her usually silent thievery, and you’ve caught a glance of the bright yellow creature as she dashes off in search of her trainer who wandered looking for her perhaps for the hundredth time this week.