Mutou Yuugi (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
kingofgamecorner) wrote2012-06-25 09:11 pm
kingofgamecorner) wrote2012-06-25 09:11 pm
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11th Piece // Ecruteak City // Action/Text
[-the strangest alarm clock he'd ever heard... He didn't remember setting any at all. Perhaps it was in the room next door? Jounouchi's, or... Anzu's? Either way... It did sound kind of familiar. Like an animal call-
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Maaaaa!
[Rolling slightly, Yuugi struggles confused against a soft weight on his legs. It bounces off fast enough- a little puff of yellow he spots as he opens his eyes. It takes a second, but the quick sight eventually registers, making him sit bolt upright in bed.
Just in time for his Growlithe to let out a bark and tackle his lap, licking his face before Yuugi can stop gawking.]
I-Isami?! What are you- How did- Okay, okay!
[But his attempts to stop him are half-hearted, and he's hugging the small dog to him as he looks up, only to spot his Togetic over head, and Natu bouncing up his sheets.]
You too?! So, then- I'm the one that moved, right?
[It certainly didn't look like his room on the ship, after all. And it might have been a long time - on his end - but he still vaguely recognizes the center decor around him. Except... He's beginning to think it's been a good while since he was last here, too. Because when he looks around for his Mareep Bakuto - expecting to find she was the source of yellow he saw before - he finds her, plus some.
Some four baby Mareep scrambling all around the floor around his bed, with a tiny Vulpix trying to climb up into the wind, to boot.
As such, anyone is welcome to hear all the poké-racket and come investigate, but everyone is getting this message!]
Last thing I remember here, I was making a message on the network...
Can anyone tell me when that was?
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Maaaaa!
[Rolling slightly, Yuugi struggles confused against a soft weight on his legs. It bounces off fast enough- a little puff of yellow he spots as he opens his eyes. It takes a second, but the quick sight eventually registers, making him sit bolt upright in bed.
Just in time for his Growlithe to let out a bark and tackle his lap, licking his face before Yuugi can stop gawking.]
I-Isami?! What are you- How did- Okay, okay!
[But his attempts to stop him are half-hearted, and he's hugging the small dog to him as he looks up, only to spot his Togetic over head, and Natu bouncing up his sheets.]
You too?! So, then- I'm the one that moved, right?
[It certainly didn't look like his room on the ship, after all. And it might have been a long time - on his end - but he still vaguely recognizes the center decor around him. Except... He's beginning to think it's been a good while since he was last here, too. Because when he looks around for his Mareep Bakuto - expecting to find she was the source of yellow he saw before - he finds her, plus some.
Some four baby Mareep scrambling all around the floor around his bed, with a tiny Vulpix trying to climb up into the wind, to boot.
As such, anyone is welcome to hear all the poké-racket and come investigate, but everyone is getting this message!]
Last thing I remember here, I was making a message on the network...
Can anyone tell me when that was?
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i owe him a battle
and he's a jerk
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But I bet he'd be happy to battle.
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shouldnt you know this
im going to beat him though
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....you do mean a regular battle, right?
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do you mean theres other ways to battle here
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You just sound mad.
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im just sure of myself! dont you know what that looks like
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I mean when the poison pokemon attacked the cities.
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poison pokemon
i dont tihnk i was here
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a couple months? It's hard to remember now.
It was likely some planned thing, though.
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[That sounds... too familiar for her liking.]
is that common
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Not cities anyways.
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maybe only some of them are monsters though
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I don't think they're to blame.
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then who
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[Since 4th wall erased the details!]
It was set up for sure though.
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[That is the result of tossing the Gear aside in rage.
Then, a minute or two later,]
hasnt anyone done something about that
because i will
everyone here is good for nothing
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But he types fast enough when she makes sense to him.]
I think there's tries, but I'm not even sure who's doing any of it.
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doesnt look like theyre doing very good
where were the attacks
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I saw it in Goldenrod.
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nothing makes sense in this palce!
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If we figure that out-
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well maybe you can work on it now that youre awake
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