It started so slowly.... I hardly noticed the changes at first. I was no longer in control of my life.....
I must've been 19 when it first started happening. I never really took school seriously, it just seemed like such a waste of time. Everyone knew I'd end up at a year-end job. That's not quite what I wanted, but what could I do to stop It? No one listened to me, I was worthless. I figured a high-school education would be enough to get a job that could pay the bills, and college just seemed like a waste of money to me. My mother never really weighed in on this, even she knew I was hopeless. Whatever, not lik
After a long day of work, Nick and Judy went back to their apartment to take a well deserved rest. Nick bought a box donuts on the way of donuts on the way there.
When the two arrived, the fox had already ate half the box of donuts.
"Geez Nick, this aint healthy!"
Judy told Nick
"Relax carrots, want some?"
Nick replied chuckling
"NO! I will not relax! You ate more than 30 donut boxes last week! And thats like.......360 DONUTS!"
"Well, I always offer you some but you ALWAYS decline"
"You know what?"
Judy snatched the box of donuts and threw it at the back of a nearby garbage truck
"Judy what the hell?!"
(2nd part of A Pirate's Booty)
"2nd night, huh?", asked the phone guy. "Most don't even make it this long...", he added. You told him you quite enjoyed your job here. "That's quite the surprise. Foxy normally does them in the first night.", says the confused manager. "Well he didn't do me in.", you tell him. "I better get going, don't want to be late to dinner.", he says in a rushed voice. *click* He hung up. Your night had just began, with a coffee in one hand and the security tablet in the other, you took care to not let Foxy in again. It was starting to be almost 12:30 and there was no sign of Foxy. You had your run-ins with Bonnie and Ch
It was pretty peaceful, customers were lined up at the Durr Burger food truck that was parked neatly, and uncoincidentaly next to Uncle Pete's Pizza Pit, within the plaza of Retail Road. There was nothing odd, to the naked eye that is. There was someone here who wasn't supposed to be, and that was Sun. Sun was a Pokémon trainer in his universe and was somehow thrust out of it by an unexplained (at least to him) event. "Hey Sun, we've got an order for customer number 3!", yelled Onesie, a cute, ginger girl who always wore Durr Burger pajamas, even at work. Sun ran over and grabbed the burger and quickly brought it to the table. It wasn't
You go to a mall, and then to a shop.
Then you try to buy some stuff, but the cashier is a skunk. Then she sprays and farts at you, causing you to pass out. You are tied up in a chair. Roleplay starts here.
Domination at Team Magma HQ: Courtney's Experiment
"...Slurp~" The protagonist stops dead in his tracks as footsteps approach slowly from behind. "You...me....only us~" The sweet voice whispers in an ominous, robotic way. The protagonist composes himself before jumping in a one-eighty to face the threat. A sweet smell reaches his nose as he eyes the petite, lavender haired girl standing before him. Although her dainty appearance and sweet perfume force him to lower his guard, her odd demeanour and extreme awkwardness keep him on edge. "Experiment..." The girl says. Before the protagonist can speak she continues after a long pause. "Courtney is what they call me....experiment...I want to experiment....on you~" She practically peers through him with her cold, lavender eyes.
Courtney scans her eyes all the way up and down the young man, before once more stepping toward him. He backs away until the wall hits his behind. Now so close that he can feel her sweet, warm breath on his face, she quickly reaches down, grabbing his crotch tightly
As Phoebe admits defeat the large steel doors roar open behind her, she gestures her arm toward the exit with a smile. "Congratulations, but I warn you: you're only halfway done, now you'll see just how difficult the pokemon league can be!" The young trainer nods with a steely determined expression and trudges onward.
Stepping out of Phoebe's chamber the air goes deadly cold. Suddenly in the midst of a harsh blizzard the trainer holds his arms to his chest as his teeth begin to chatter. The long oriental style bridge stretches far out across a span to a cozy, yet formidable cottage. Now only a few feet before the entrance, and on the verge of hypothermia the young man is awestruck as the heavy doors screech open and a blast of frigid air escapes the chamber, coating the path in thick, glassy ice.
Hardly able to stand the cold he stumbles into the chamber, the door shuts behind him. The trainer finds himself now locked in an icebox- the last thing on his mind is battling. A gentle
The young hero shoots up the last wooden panel in the Lavaridge Town gym, he stands before a slender, peppy redhead with a scowl on her face. “WELCOME PUNY TRAINER!” She shouts in an almost endearing attempt at sounding formidable. The young male trainer tries to hold back his laughter but still snickers at the girl. Her face turns beet red and she clenches her fists, attempting to compose herself. “I AM THE ONE THEY CALL FLANNERY! YOU WILL BOW BEFORE THE MIGHT OF ME AND MY POKEMON!” Flannery proclaims, as the boy continues to chuckle. Tired of being laughed at Flannery hurls out her first pokeball. A timid, shivering Torkoal emerges as the boy follows suit and unleashes his Sceptile.
Flannery laughs as the boy smirks thinking that she stands no chance. The girls demeanour changes as she no longer seems to be trying too hard and putting on an act, gaining some composure. “You may wonder, ‘why has she sent out such a frail timid pokemon?’ My trusty Torkoal only appears timid
I lost a bet and had to go on a date with you, the gassiest and smelliest girl in school. I actually hate the smell of farts and didn't enjoy our date very much. But it wasn't all bad since you had such a huge ass, I could almost deal with it. You find out that I was only on the date because I lost a bet and you get angry. So you punish me by farting on me as much as possible, in and out of school. You tell everyone we're still dating and in love, despite your intense gas problems. You tell them I only pretend to hate it, and actually love it. We stay in a "relationship" just so you can fart on me all the time. You live down the street from m