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Post by smoothjazz on Dec 15, 2013 18:38:54 GMT -5
Violence noticed.
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Post by dubstep on Dec 21, 2013 0:18:24 GMT -5
Shhhhh.
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Post by smoothjazz on Dec 21, 2013 0:21:06 GMT -5
Violence made a judging face at Gaylord, but instantly retracted it. (he was afraid of gaylord remy raphael marinara)
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Post by dubstep on Dec 21, 2013 0:22:23 GMT -5
As he should be, because Gaylord Remy Rephael Marinara was coming up from behind him with a machete!!
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Post by smoothjazz on Dec 21, 2013 0:25:12 GMT -5
Violence shuddered, feeling the breeze brought along by Gaylord's massive, curling bows. He turned to see the machete, gleaming in the exact 11:23 pm moonlight.
"Ivy!" he screamed, pleading for his life. "IvysaIvyivy saur o u dinosaur!"
He ducked down over and over, allowing his head to push into the dirt.
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Post by dubstep on Dec 21, 2013 0:28:47 GMT -5
The machete went flying and landed in Gaylord Jacques Fransesque Rodrigue's tree. Gaylord Remy Rephael Marinara cried because he had missed his target.
"Ohhh, you poor baby!!" cried Gaylord Jacques Fransesque Rodrigue, not realizing his Pokemon's tears had anything to do with attempted murder. He hugged and pet the pink fairy dog and whispered sweet nothings into his ear.
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Post by smoothjazz on Dec 21, 2013 0:41:48 GMT -5
Violence shuddered. He ran and grabbed the machete from the tree with his vines, simply to prevent it from further use. He hated Gaylord Remy Raphael Marinara. He hated how beautiful he was. he hated how good at fighting he was. But more than anything he hated how much attention he got from Gaylord.
Kanisha wasn't exactly a stellar trainer. Her strategies were level-em-up-until-they're-stronger and nothing much more. Violence was an Ivysaur with barely one status move. She almost never gave him the time of day lately if they weren't training.
He gripped the knife tighter, mentally, if he were a stronger pokemon, a braver pokemon, he might have done something with it. Fight back, maybe, he had the knife. Instead he tossed it in someone's swimming pool.
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Post by dubstep on Dec 21, 2013 0:46:11 GMT -5
Gaylord Remy Rephael Marinara continued to cry like the spoiled piece of shit he was.
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Post by smoothjazz on Dec 21, 2013 0:53:19 GMT -5
Violence huffed. This wasn't fair.
Violence quietly drifted his vines over to Gaylord Jacques Fransesque Rodrigue, in an attempt to hug him he slowly wrapped them around his torso.
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Post by dubstep on Dec 21, 2013 0:55:32 GMT -5
Gaylord Jacques Fransesque Rodrigue yelped. "Help!! I'm being grabbed by a pedophilier!!"
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Post by smoothjazz on Dec 21, 2013 0:58:24 GMT -5
Violence pulled Gaylord towards himself as Kanisha looked out of the half dominated pokemon center.
"That's not a pedophiler!!" She shouted. "A pedophiler is ike the guy with the coffee from like half a year ago that we may or may not have killed-- I forget actually."
Violence pulled Gaylord right up, and squished him towards his own face.
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Post by dubstep on Dec 21, 2013 0:59:47 GMT -5
"Woah!" Gaylord Jacques Fransesque Rodrigue shouted, "Your Bulbafrog is cuddling with me! Kanisha, please, make it stop...!"
He feared the worst: that Violence would rub scummy dirty poor person germs all over his face.
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Post by smoothjazz on Dec 21, 2013 1:03:44 GMT -5
Kanisha stomped over three minutes later. "No Violence," She stated, spraying him with a squirt gun. "Bad."
Violence liked the squirt gun. He liked the squirt gun so much he gained like five levels and became a Venasaur.
"Oh, that's good." She stated, dumping the rest of the water out on him, splashing Gaylord a little.
Violence tightened his grip.
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Post by dubstep on Dec 21, 2013 1:06:20 GMT -5
"Aghh," Gaylord Jacques Fransesque Rodrigue gasped, struggling to breathe. He was deathly afraid now. This huge monster had a firm grip on his small, fragile body, and could do whatever it pleased with him. He feared for his li... velihood. Because he knew that if he caught Violence's poor people germs they could infect him and contaminate his bloodstream and then he'd become poor too.
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Post by smoothjazz on Dec 21, 2013 1:09:19 GMT -5
"Oh, Gaylord." Kanisha said, hearing agh. She tried to pull him on to the ground by his foot, but Violence grabbed a hold of her as well, keeping two trainers in his grasp, rubbing both of them on his now-bumpy, ugly venasaur face.
"Put me down Violence!!" Kanisha squeaked, kicking him with stubby little legs. "Gaylord, get your cat to do something!!"
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