[A small part of me wants to come back here, but I dunno. My dash is dead and I doubt anyone still remembers me.]
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@unyieldingleader
[A small part of me wants to come back here, but I dunno. My dash is dead and I doubt anyone still remembers me.]
"I really hope that Proton behaved himself while I was gone. At least with the others I can somewhat count on them not getting into too much trouble, Ariana is too reserved most of the time and Petrel is high more often than he isn't so one can only hope."
Send a ★ if you want to plot with me
OvO!! Hoothoot! *hops about excitedly* Hoo! ^v^ <3 *happily snaps up the treats*
The blue-haired man knelt down to toss out a few more treats, "Sadly I don't really have many things to talk about today. Things have been.. well busy around here and I haven't had the time to do much of anything." Archer continued to talk for a bit, going on and on about how he had no time for idle chatter even as he was doing just that.
Hoo? OvO Hoothoot!
Archer looked up from his desk to see a familiar face, "Oh, it's you. Haven't seen you in a while." The executive stood up, grabbing a box of treats from his desk as he walked over to the small bird. "Here you go. I assume this is what you want." Taking a few pieces out, he placed them in front of the Pokemon.
Party Time Blues || Archer & Proton
It was past eight, and the clock was ticking. People, donned in expensive party attire, were in their own little groups, chatting amongst themselves. Proton, who just so happened to be wearing a suit for this occasion, was loitering near the refreshments table, keeping an eye on Archer and their target. The target shouldn’t have been too hard to figure out by now. It was a man in his mid-forties, who happened to stand at about five foot six, was a little on the pudgy side, and had quite the temper.
All Proton knew was that the man had made a deal with Team Rocket, deciding to not keep his end of the deal at the last minute. This, of course, meant the man needed to be eliminated at once. Proton wasn’t against this. In fact, he was all for it. He was just growing a little impatient with playing wall flower at the moment. Wrecking shit, that’s what the Executive wanted to be doing. But, no, Archer had to give the man a warning before he, Proton, could do anything.
So, now, surveying the area once more, Proton spotted Archer off to the side with the man. A small frown graced his lips while he crossed his arms across his chest. The rich guy seemed to be getting a little irate with what was being said. So, where was the signal?
Well, he would just have to wait and see.
This was it, and of course Archer would have to be the one to clean up someone else's mess. While this wasn't surprising, he still wasn't going to be happy about it that was for damn sure. How the hell did he wind up being the one sent out on assignment? Sure he was a member just like everyone else and his status wasn't technically any higher than the other Executives, but that was not excuse for this.
A long, irritated sigh escaped the bluenet's lips as he listened to the very irate individual before him, who despite his anger was still desperately trying to get out of his current predicament. "Look Mr Cooke, we don't take kindly to people trying to get out of their deals with us. You had your chance and now its time to pay up." This was of course not going to work as the man had very plainly stated that he had no intention of following through with his end of the bargain.
It couldn't be helped, Archer would have to give Proton the signal, and then this man would have to be eliminated. The situation was far less than ideal but there was no choice now. Sighing, Archer adjusted his collar, being the signal he had informed Proton about previously, this man needed to be taught a lesson and unfortunately for the both of them it was going to get messy.
I lost all my Archer icons apparently. I can't seem to locate them. This is not good.
Why is my dash completely dead on any account I pop onto? It's rather annoying actually.
Gotta breed up some Chimchar, Zorua, and a few others. XD
Gonna be trading off some Poison Heal Shroomish on Wonder Trade with at least 2IVs Yeah.
Super Hella is not a way to describe people. It makes you look dumb. And, Yeah.
I find it weird when 2 people with the same muse have the same icon, its really strange and creeps me out to be honest. There is plenty of fanart for the character so I don't see why there aren't more icons, and its not hard to make your own.
oh my god why does this keep getting favs by aoi
"I just have this feeling that things are going to get really awkward really fast. I don't know. Call it a hunch." Archer sighed, making sure to lock his office door before he slumped down on a chair.