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Post by breloom on Apr 8, 2009 13:18:18 GMT -5
OutOfCtrl; My characters are saved! Whee! Sorry for shortness, though. D:
BackInCtrl; “Thorty, baby!”
Right on cue. Nickname number one. Thorton had just enough time to register this in his mind before he was swept up in a needlessly violent Dahlia bear-hug. Before he could protest – scratch that, breathe – she had successfully nearly suffocated him, destroyed his hairstyle, and called him Nickname number Two (also known as Thorton’s least-favorite one EVER) with a cheery laugh on her face:
“How’s my favorite nerd?”
Nerd.
Nerd.
Thorton did not like that term at all, and yet people are still insistent on calling him ‘nerd’, ‘dork’, or a combination of the two. It, to be honest, drove him out of his mind. Yet Dahlia – and most other people, too - still insisted on proclaiming his apparent dorkiness to the universe (meaning, in this case, the kid with mood swings).
‘Dahlia! Get off of me!’ He wanted very much to be able to say that to the excited Roulette Goddess who was currently in the process of strangling him (which wasn’t hard, considering the height difference and his scrawny frame). The only sounds that came out of the bearhug’d youth’s mouth were: “Dahgrroffmhh! Mmphhhh!” [/color] It didn’t type out well, and it didn’t sound so pleasant in real time, either.
For a few minutes he hung there limply, attempting to think of some plan to get him out of her bearhug and prevent his entire internal body to be crushed (it honestly felt like Dahlia was going to do that). Not wanting to protest anymore, he grimaced as Dahlia nuzzled his head and effectively destroyed his multicolor bird-hair.
Thorton soon resorted to flailing his arms at Dahlia’s bear-huggery in an attempt to get her off of him (and also to give his lungs adequate space to do their job). Soon finding that he couldn’t do that much longer for lack of physical exercise, Thorton tried to slink himself out of the taller woman’s grasp. This worked better.
He fell onto the pavement with a soft thud and a lot of gasping noises.
Normally, he would be quite angry at Dahlia for strangling him like that (not to mention calling him a ‘nerd’) but he was really just too exhausted to bother. He crouched there for a few minutes, panting, until his breathing rate returned to something remotely normal. This accomplished, he stood up and gave Dahlia a Bored Glare of Hidden Fury.
“What was that for?” he growled.
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Post by Mim on Apr 16, 2009 23:21:51 GMT -5
Ooc. B-Brebre Thorton and Ruby have the same color font now. But I don't bold my font so I guess we're good? SORRY FOR FAIL. Bic. Ruby watched the man run back to the vending machines curiously, eyes running over the soda dispenser when the usual clunking noises began coming from it. Head tilted slightly, he considered the price of the soda the man was so excited about. A dollar fifty for one bottle...? That was expensive. Then again, they were in front of a Game Corner; next to all that gambling the soda was nothing, right? Must have been something along those lines that the casino owners had been thinking when pricing the drinks... The teenager blinked out of his daze as something cold pushed into his arms. Startled, he let the object rest cradled on both bare forearms and looked down at whatever it was. A soda? Lime Kecleoncola. Ruby blinked, then realized that melted ice was running along his arms and dripping down around his feet. He moved one hand from its spot curled around the opposite arm to grip the bottle's neck carefully, then held it out so it didn't blotch its runoff water all into his clothes. But wasn't this the soda that man had been buying or something? Unless Dahlia had pulled a cold Kecleoncola out of thin air, the blue-haired man had just given it to him. He watched James go for Dahlia's drink instead with a slowly raising eyebrow, but let the issue drop as he saw the look on the other person's face. Something like he had felt when his father had given one of those "NO CONTEST, BATTLE INSTEAD" speeches, or when he'd come home to a suspiciously clean room. (Usually the clean room meant his latest stash of Contest Accessories had been found and promptly burned.) He hadn't liked it when people had asked him what was wrong or why he was making such a horrible face. It looked like James was pretty disappointed with the soda, anyways, so Ruby looked back down at the cold bottle with a different question on his lips. "Er. Thanks?" He glanced carefully up at the older man before twisting the bottle cap off with a slight pop. He vaguely remembered the taste of Lime Kecleoncola, and while he hadn't liked it the first time (compared to Grape) it was growing on him despite the very few times he'd had it. While he was sipping from the drink a new voice sounded from nowhere and he almost choked. While muffling the shock with a quick series of coughs Ruby sort of ducked and slipped to the left as Dahlia lunged for whoever had come up next to him. With a last clearing of the throat he recapped the soda and slid it into his bag, having swung the pack around to his side for easier access. He turned his gaze back to the boy just about his age/height as he was closing the bag, red gaze taking in the Ursaring hug and such. So they knew each other; that was a bit surprising. Shrugging it off with a quick glance at the man who'd given him the soda, Ruby swiped a surviving drop of cold water off from his arm and tapped a foot gently against the ground a few times. "Thor..Thorty?" He was positive that wasn't the boy's real name. A nickname, perhaps? With a quick "oh well" sigh he slung his pack back into its spot, but let out a "Nn?" as the side pocket (the one easily opened) twitched. Red light poured from the gap at the compartment's top and rolled playfully into various forms before deciding to become the Pokemon it was supposed to be. "Yena!"A little gray canine stood close to Ruby's feet now, ears perked and tail brushing her sides as it whipped back and forth. The Poochyena held her head high, one forepaw crooked into a stylish pose as she posed for whatever Contest judges might be around. (Force of habit, you see.) Once she sensed that there were no critics in the "crowd", the small black-pawed Pokemon relaxed to yip a greeting to her owner. "Nana, why're you out?" Ruby crouched to run a gloved hand over the Poochyena's glossy back, smiling as the Pokemon replied with a light string of mumble-growls. Noticing that she was standing directly on the concrete below them, he frowned worriedly and held both arms out to Nana, who huffed before jumping onto the proffered perch. No good to ruin her paws on grainy sidewalks, Ruby thought as the Pokemon wiggled up to his shoulders and nosed under his hat with practiced balance (AND ELEGANCE, AND BEAUTY). As Ruby adjusted his posture to let Nana avoid falling, he watched Thorty(?) glare at Dahlia like the Seviper he remembered running from on the way to Celadon. One hand still up to Nana's nose (she was shoving her head under his fingers in attempts to get scratched behind the ears), he turned his eyes from the woman and her unwilling hugee to James once more before going back to the first two, waiting wordlessly for what was next.
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Post by Fidge on Apr 17, 2009 0:07:05 GMT -5
[/i] that on Thorton's head..? It looked like a dead animal. But the two.. it did look like they were hugging, but the male wasn't returning the favor. Nevertheless, because of his delusional state of mind (his mind really wasn't all there to start with), James let out a hoot at Thorton and gave him a thumbs up with his gloved, left hand in approval of scoring a hug with an attractive Spanish woman. A cheesy grin grew upon him as he watched the two, highly interested even though he didn't know the duo at all. But suddenly, Thorton fell over. James' quirked an eyebrow, unable to suppress a string of annoying giggles from escaping his lips, "Pffftttmweehehheeehehe!!" He spurted out and nudged Ruby next to him with his elbow as he leaned over to get a better look at the youth, the strong scent of vodka caressing his breath, "I think he's playing hard to get.. what do you think...?" James said quietly to Ruby, his lips still lingering a frivolous looking smile. "Go get'm!" He said as his hand cupped around his mouth as he called out to Dahlia, just begging to get whacked in the face or kicked somewhere else if he continued this idiotic behavior. His teeth were revealed in his next grin, a small flush appearing in his usually pale face as he twirled an index finger in his hair absentmindedly. His hair curled around his finger and released before he repeated the process over.. and over.. and over. His attention quickly drew away from the two the minute the flash of light appeared, and he looked at the from Dahlia and Thorton to the Poochyena that made itself visible and was quickly scooped up into his arms by its owner. It took James a moment to register how beautiful the Poochyena was, and in a high shriek of adoration, he put the bottle of alcohol on the ground and cupped his hands up to his cheeks as he looked at the Poochyena. Childish sparks filled within his emerald eyes, and he took no hesitation in leaning over, again, and putting his hands on Poochyena's face, "Aren't you just GORGEOUS!?" He exclaimed with a peculiar oochie-coochie pet voice christening his usually melodramatic and bland sounding vocals. He looked Poochyena in the eyes, his lips pursing in a kissy face at the canine. Gracious. It had been quite awhile since he had felt like this, but he seemed to be enjoying his free-spirited self. [/ul] ooc;; failpost is very fail-like. I apologize. D: I got no sleep last night. and omg James is so flamboyant here. ;; I'm sorry if it's too much. /brick'd to death.
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Post by breloom on Apr 19, 2009 10:20:35 GMT -5
OutOfCtrl; Sorry for fail. D:
BackInCtrl; "Pffftttmweehehheeehehe!!"
Thorton’s Bored Glare of Hidden Fury was interrupted promptly by someone giggling like a young girl. Not pleased with this at all, Thorton turned off the BGoHF and turned around to find the source of this giggling. As he did, however, all he saw was the boy with the bobbly hat and the person of undetermined gender. Now that he got a good look at the person, though, it was fairly easy to tell that this guy was a man.
But then he started giggling, and Thorton wasn’t so sure.
Backing away slowly from Dahlia, his next comment made him lose his balance and fall over. Again.
“Go get’m!”
Thorton’s head whipped over to the purple-haired man, now sufficiently angry. He got to his feet in a flash of light (meaning, true anime fashion) and walked over to James, right hand quivering.
“What did you say?”[/color] he asked, voice dangerously low. He was about to do something much more painful to the idiotic man, but a flash of light interrupted all of them (and stopped his fist as it lurched into motion). The purple-haired guy - who seemed to have a rather large blush on his face now - pulled a fangirl and placed (more like dropped) the item he was holding onto the ground. Thorton, looking from the man to the bottle on the floor, slowly reached a hand out and whipped up the bottle.
Picking it up, he read the label and raised his eyebrows even farther than they were already. Apparently, this guy wasn’t so flamboyant all the time… he slowly shook the bottle, trying to tell how much liquid was left. Not much, apparently.
“Mew…” he mumbled. “This guy was intoxicated the whole time?” He stood there for a second, and then bent down to put the bottle back in its original position (i.e., dropped it on the floor and hoped it didn’t break). A wide grin spread across his face, and he walked back to the Venusaur statue chuckling softly.
He really needed to get out more… these people seemed almost normal.
Returning to his spot on the rim, Thorton crossed his legs and hoped that he could just blend into the scenery again. It was worth getting out of range of these strange characters; the purple-haired man was drunk, Dahlia was hyper even without vodka, and the bobbly-hat boy was... well... he was with Dahlia and Thorton would probably face much pain from her in the near future.
Sighing, he began to fix his hair.
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Post by Mim on Apr 28, 2009 14:37:15 GMT -5
The slightly insane laughing from beside him was yet more proof that the green bottle from earlier had indeed contained alcohol. Ruby let his weight shift, stepping a bit over as James nudged him. Hard to get? He tilted his head at Thorton and thought over it. "Uerr...." He honestly didn't know what to say about it. Hard to get? Something was being implied here, but the boy was being his usual oblivious self and not connecting with the idea. Then the "go get'm". Go get...the right soda?
Uerr.
Of course Thorton reacted negatively to that, something that confused Ruby even more. Meh, by now he'd given up on understanding anything and merely scratched Nana's ears while watching events go on without any actual participation. The almost-empty sound of the bottle, echoing into the air after Thorton had shaken the container, combined with the spirit-smell on James's breath gave Ruby just enough to assume that some intoxication was involved here. As Thorton left for his previous seat at the Venasaur statue lump of disgraceful gray rock Nana let out a curious "Ennn?" Ruby turned his head back and found James's shoulder almost in his face. The Poochyena curled around his neck arched her neck and leaned into the man's palm, eyes closed as she mumbled her pleasure. The Poochyena knew when she was being praised, after all.
"Gorgeous" triggered Ruby's usual fawning. He rocked back on his heels, careful to keep himself and Nana balanced, and grinned at James. "Right, right? And here -" he leaned over so his left shoulder (the one Nana's head was on) was higher than his right. Nana interpreted the movement correctly and opened her eyes, head tilting as she wiggled into some altered version of her Contest pose. "Her fur and eyes are beautifullll~" Ruby finished as his Pokemon slipped down into his arms, the Coordinator straightening when the canine was secure.
Out of nowhere he remembered the slip of paper his hand had brushed while putting the soda away. That ticket had been the subject of his thoughts for a long time and now he'd forgotten it? Unbelievable. Ruby fidgeted, mind racing to the upcoming journey and such he needed to take. "Uerr, Nana! Did you forget the cruise too?" When the Poochyena yipped apologetically he shook his head, hat poking at his shoulders. "It's alright, I guess. I mean we'll need to run to Vermilion or something, but..." The poor boy was in strict denial. Of course he could make it, of course he could make it, he just had to imagine his father was behind him and he'd get to Vermilion with time to spare. Right?
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Post by Fidge on May 4, 2009 16:30:46 GMT -5
[/color] He exclaimed, a look of excitement filling over his face. Maybe if Ruby gave him information he'd go away.. and take his obnoxious drunkenness with him. [/ul] ooc;; Another bad post. ;__; sorry. It's hard getting back into this roleplay from vacation. He'll probably make his exit come next post so I can get him outta here. blahhhfdg.
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Post by breloom on May 8, 2009 18:19:22 GMT -5
"Cruise? Where?"
Thorton was interrupted yet again in the arduous ritual that was fixing his hair from the rather unpleasant-looking, floppy mess it had turned into as a result of the day's events. Letting the mixed strands of black and army green flop back to the positions they had occupied a few minutes ago, Thorton let his arms flop down at his sides as he watched the purple-haired man in surprise.
It was not the fact that he had waved at Thorton cheerily, as if nothing could possibly go wrong. No, it wasn't that at all.
There was a cruise?
Why had he not been notified of this? If he had come here just for a break from the standard monotony of pummeling people into the ground with Pokemon he hardly knew (an occupation that a boy his age should probably not be taking part in), why was there no previous notice of a cruise involved? He hadn't seen word of that anywhere!
Wait, he suddenly realized. You're overreacting. Calm down, Thorton. Calm down...[/i]
His thoughts were right. If he hadn't been notified of a cruise, then he hadn't been notified of a cruise. Surely there would be other things to do in Kanto; it was a big region and did not revolve solely around some docks somewhere... Vermillion City, was it? Yes, Vermillion. Right. He remembered the map of Kanto now.
And he had poked around on that one website with the dock schedule... and there had been no notification of this cruise beforehand! Why was this?
Maybe, the subconsciousness inside his head argued, the cruise isn't for a long time. Or maybe the crazy purple-haired guy was talking about some other cruise. You can't be expected to think that everything people talk about here happens here, as well...
"Yes, that's it," he mumbled. "The man was talking about something else."
And thus he returned to fixing his hair.
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