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| <s>Exet Stage Naow</s> Tyler's Awesomeness; uhh R? :D | |
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| Topic Started: Jan 24 2009, 09:01:56 PM (203 Views) | |
| Exer | Jan 24 2009, 09:01:56 PM Post #1 |
YOUR SOUL. NOW!
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I never thought I would die this way...in the place I love...It was all surreal. I should have brought my coat damn it. What was I thinking? A speed-o in the coldest place in the continental-Althea. Was I on something when I was packing? "Let's go rock climbing" she said. "What you're wearing is fine" she said. Last time I ever listen to a crazed homeless preggo. Me? Who am I? Well that's easy...I am...damn it....let me look at my I.D. quick...kay...Oh yeah, Me? I'm Adrian Exeter, the one and only heartless fag. Well, I was heartless up until we got this new freeform style...wait...I'm not supposed to know that! Shit..maybe the gods didn't hear that...anyways...I've decided to go on a different path, a path of good...a path of not killing every human being I see because they either carried something shiny or had nice pants. Which reminded me...I got this speed-o back in South Ione... I was sitting on my beach chair, shades on, sippin some Pina Coladas...yes, like the song. And some hott guy walked by me winking...he motioned me over to him, and by the end of that hour, the sand was red and I owned a new speed-o. Those were the days....But those times are now behind me, and I am now a better person. So here I am, wearing a speed-o and climbing a mountain trail towards Shivenia. Was I mildly insane, some would say yes. But me, I would say no, I'm just...creative. Can you name me one single person who's ever climbed a mountain wearing nothing but a speed-o..and well, survived? IF I survive that is. After a couple more hours of blue balls, literally, I finally arrived to Shivenia. I got a couple of stares, so I released my ferocious Croconaw. Chomp growled at anyone who stared at me. Who dare stare at my sexy body in such a demeaning way?! My perfect tall but not too tall body. My muscular body frame, full of luscious meat, not over-sized of course, that's gross. My long brown hair, that decided to stop right at my broad shoulders. And I can't forget my large bulge that nearly hung out of the yellow speed-o I was wearing. And my nice bubble-butt that was squeezed nearly 500 times in the past month. I could move my butt muscles, I should show you it some time. Did I mention I was slightly tan from the beach? That was how gorgeous I was, and almost everyone I walked by broke their neck looking at me. I couldn't help myself from being irresistible. Though, it has brought me many bad events. Like finding myself being gang raped by 5 men who wanted a piece of my ass. Or being drugged at parties and waking up next to Big Bertha. Not fun, not fun at all. I had eventually found myself entering the Shivenia Pokémon Center. And suddenly I felt an immense surge of pain. My body was starting to thaw. I was completely unaware of the icicles growing out of my asshole and just about every other hole I had, including my belly button. Have you ever felt like a hot dog in the microwave? Well that's what I feel like now and it sucks balls, but hey, I did that last night so I should be fine. Okay, enough with this first person, I'm tired of talking to all of you lamefagreaders out there. Adrian decided to take a seat on one of the chairs, Chomp following. His speed-o glowed in the fire's light, so he basically looked like a big, yellow, naked, hunka billboard. He needed something to do, and fast. Adrian started to consider mountain diving, it seemed fun. 623/623 Edited by Exer, Jan 26 2009, 06:20:06 PM.
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Xx-exer-xX Seno 
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| Torbylicious | Jan 24 2009, 11:10:47 PM Post #2 |
Really, now?
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855/855 "You sure you don't want to put on the rest of it?" Kaito turned in place, staring up at his trainer with the most intensely annoyed frown a penguin could muster with nothing but a beak to protray such irritation with. The Piplup settled for just furrowing his eyes and trying to exude as much malice as possible, seriously considering ditching Tyler entirely. The boy had gotten extremely annoying ever since they had reached the snow lands in the north of Althea, fretting unnecessarily over him. Kaito was glad that Tyler seemed to like him a lot more now, but still... this sudden surge of kindness and semi paternal treatment wore on the nerves quickly. "I'm a fucking penguin, Tyler..." He squawked, hoping, most likely uselessly, that Tyler would get the message. Their connection had been uncommonly direct and strong lately, however; Kaito realized that it was only really a matter of time before the spoken messages between them eventually slid back into obscurity- at least he hadn't needed to resort to pantomiming things yet. Regardless, he at least had expected Tyler to not be a completely stupid dumbass. Tyler was bright normally, maybe not a genius, but quick to pick up on things. 'You'd think he'd realize a penguin doesn't need to wear winter clothes...' "Seriously, at least put on the hat!" Tyler was saying, holding a pile of knitting in front of the penguin. "It goes with the scarf, c'mon...." 'Stupid fuck...' Tyler frowned, disappointed, almost comedically so for someone so grown. He straightened up, looking up at the sky as Kaito slowly waddled ahead, forcing them into a brisk pace. It was a normal morning in Shivenia; cold, and intensely so. An intense freeze blink had struck the place during the night, and everything was covered in fresh piles of snow by dawn, making the general early morning commute difficult. Tyler had naturally anticipating the change in weather- hence him getting a hold of a thick coat for himself. In a fit of genius and heavy purse syndrome, he had also gotten Kaito a scarf, hat and vest: and ensemble the penguin promptly denied, much to the trainer's disenchantment. Tyler sighed, following and counting his blessings- at least Kaito had finally decided to wear the scarf; a short, heavy trail of dark and light blue that managed to pike his interest. The duo finally reached the pokemon center they had stayed at the night before. "Check it, Kaito- Shayna made these for me all the time when I was younger!" Kaito looked up from his perch on top of the Center's kitchen's counter, tilting his newspaper down to see what Tyler was talking about. Kaito wasn't sure how to react when he saw the scene before him. Tyler mouth was contorted in a quirky smile, an apron dusted with flour and light blue dough on his front, and a bandanna tied over his head. He was presenting Kaito with a tray piled high with small little cookies, looking like muffin tops without the extremely dry stem portion. To be fair, the aroma coming from them was actually quite savory- he didn't exactly doubt Tyler's skill at... baking. But still... "Well, she used to lace them with spanish fly for me... Heh, we stayed inside the weekends during winter..." Tyler's face flushed with the lewd memories, before he snapped back to earth. "C'mon, let's go enjoy these bitches, Kaito." To his penguin's horror, Tyler headed to the door, kicking it open, apparently en route to a place where someone would actually witness this debacle. Honestly, if Kaito wasn't intimately acquainted to Tyler's more convincing moments of badassery... "You are totally the most manly mafia boss we've had..." "Damn right!" "Find a seat." Kaito didn't need any motivating to promptly throw himself into one of the love seats in the room. The common room of the Pokemon Center was furnished in 'Warm Winter Living' style. The decor was mostly a warm blend of dark browns and chocolate colors, a warm zephyr coming from the blazing fire place. The couches were piled high with thick quilts and cushions, all tilted toward the wide open windows giving an ample view of the snowy outside world. Tyler leaned on the armrest of Kaito's chair, letting himself fall into the nice fold. Kaito rolled out of the way, before launching himself playfully onto his trainer's chest, earning himself a cookie jammed in his mouth. The penguin let go of his normal primness, scarfing down the cookie with more noise than necessary, earning a laugh from his trainer. Tyler balanced the tray away from their scuffling, running his free hand through Kaito's feathery head. Everything paused though, when he finally leaned back far enough to notice the intense concentration of gay located in a chair across the room... His eyebrow rose, the bandanna falling from his head to the carpeted floor as he took in the overly sexed up "I think we just walked into a gay porno..." Thinking better of it, Tyler raised the tray in Adrian's direction, loss for any other reaction. "Cookie? |
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| Exer | Jan 25 2009, 09:27:04 PM Post #3 |
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YOUR SOUL. NOW!
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1,163/1786 The brunet boy lay there defrosting his ass off. It wasn't until a few minutes after he entered the building that the cold really started to effect him. He was hungry, thirsty, cold and tired. The boy eventually came to the conclusion that he was a Grade A idiot, and he should really think about his future actions before he does them. His stomach decided to speak for itself, letting out a very large grumble. As if he already didn't know he was hungry, his stomach had to be inconsiderate and remind him. Adrian eventually decided to stop being lazy, and got off of the seat he was currently thawing in. He figured that if he walked around a bit and stretched out some of his muscles, he would thaw faster and not feel as much pain. He decided that it would be wise to heal his Pokémon while he was there, since that is what Pokémon centers were primarily for. The boy found himself at the counter, staring at all of the cool electronics behind it. The counter was of a beige color, it looped around one of the corners of the center and basically said "Do Not Enter" to the curious trainer fags. Behind the counter was a fairly large machine, mainly meant for healing Pokémon. It had so many buttons, so Adrian had no idea how those Joys worked them. His eyes made their way towards the center of the counter, which so happened to be right in front of him. It was then, when he realized the woman staring down at him. He stared back at her for a couple seconds. Her pink hair was done the exact same way all of the other Nurse Joy's hair were. She had no sign of originality to her. It didn't seem like she cared about being an independent and doing something outgoing, like dying her hair green or yellow. He didn't realize that he continued to stare at Nurse Joy until he heard her clear her throat. Feeling a bit embarrassed from staring more than necessary, he stuttered a thought as he grabbed his 6 pokeballs and placed them on the counter. He motioned Chomp over and tapped the counter lightly. Chomp made his way over to Adrian and then hopped on top of the counter. "Can you please heal my Pokémon? They haven't gotten a decent heal since Evereste, and the mountain range was killer. Nurse Joy stared at him for a split second like he was some kind of lunatic, and then quickly changed her posture when she realized how readable her face was. Her face then lit up with a smile as she started to speak in a very calm, delicate voice. "Don't worry about it sir, I will have your Pokémon healed in no time! Feel free to take a seat, grab some food, or if you need clothing, we can lend you a spare t-shirt and pants." The nurse coughed slightly at her last remark. As if she really needed to drop anymore hints towards Adrian. The entire room had seemed to been staring at him this entire time. As if his buns were hanging out or something along that matter. "If you don't mind..haha..a t-shirt and some pants would be more than great! I forgot all of my clothing back in Ione, so I've been traveling with nothing but this here speed-o." Adrian let out a sad chuckle at the end of his comment. Nurse Joy let out a small giggle when she finally understood why an idiot would climb a mountain with nothing but a speed-o. Still, he should have at least asked for some clothing at the Evereste Pokémon Center...she should yell at her cousin later for not doing her job properly by asking Adrian if he wanted clothing. She eventually came to the conclusion that Evereste has a warmer temperature range than Shivenia. So the Evereste Nurse Joy probably didn't think it was that much out of the norm, compared to the speed-o on ice. "I'll get right on that sir, just have a seat and I'll bring it out for you!" It had almost seemed like she was far too excited to put some clothing on the boy. Adrian replied with a simple gratuitous thanks and walked back to his previous thaw spot. Adrian sat there thinking to himself, but was suddenly interrupted when Chomp rushed over to him. Apparently Nurse Joy finished healing Adrian's Croconaw first, since he was already out of his ball, so that meant his other Pokémon should be healed in no time. He was starting to wonder about the clothing the Nurse proposed. She was taking longer than he had expected. It wasn't like she was out watering every damn plant in the center. It was that thought when he noted the large amount of plants that were in just about every corner of the fairly large room. They were mainly the normal green leafy plants, but there were a few odd ones that reeked of purples, pinks, and yellows. There was even a cactus sitting on a small counter top. As if the random irony needed to exist. The brunet started to stroke the area below Croconaw's jaw a few times, knowing that Chomp loved being pet there. As his main attention was on his primary fighter, an outside voice decided to pierce the scene. Adrian looked over to the person who cut into his quiet time. It was a boy, a cute boy at that. Adrian looked at him up and down once, then noticed his Piplup. His eyes went wide at the site of a water Pokémon. If this boy owned a water Pokémon, he was fine in Adrian's book. It wasn't until a few seconds that Adrian completely understood what the other male had said. It was almost taunting, just the sound of the word 'cookie' made him all oogley inside. At that second, his stomach decided to grumble once more. He couldn't deny the cookie, not when his stomach called for it. Even now, the sweet aroma of the puffed cookies drew him in even more. "Maybe just one..." Adrian gladly took the cookie out of the boy's hands, and scarfed it down his throat within a second. "That's quite a nice Piplup you have there, I'm a water Pokémon fan myself. My entire team is nearly full of them." While Adrian continued to talk about water Pokémon, Nurse Joy approached him with a smile and handed him a plain white t-shirt and a pair of jeans. She also decided to throw in a pair of socks and boots. Adrian wondered if the women was going to make him pay for the clothing...she better not. He then started to slip on the clothing he had just received, not caring if the other boy was watching. It's not like he was undressing or something along those lines, more clothes were better, right? Edited by Exer, Jan 26 2009, 06:20:59 PM.
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| Torbylicious | Jan 26 2009, 05:47:49 PM Post #4 |
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1,066/1,921 Without considering the circumstances, Kaito habitually responded to Adrian, not appreciating the connotations behind the comment at all. Honestly, it was like he was some lowly creature or something! Who was this boy to suggest that Tyler simply owned him anyways?! Walking around with his gonads hanging about like some common... Who the hell did that sort of thing anyway...? And on top of everything, this boy had the gall to eat his mother fucking cookies? Bastard! "I am Kaito Dedier, of the Mitidieri Dediers!" He squawked, jumping onto Tyler's forehead to better face the offender. A hand promptly snatched him by the thick blue cape of flesh jutting from his back, and Tyler sat up, tossing the penguin into his lap. Kaito fussed, before settling obediently between his knees when Tyler laid the tray on the small coffee table. He leaned back, putting his feet up, nudging the tray aside with the heel of his sneaker, making a short human bridge for his penguin to reach the treats. Kaito paid the other three no mind as he took the opportunity to gorge himself, less the naked human try and pilfer more of his food. "His name is Kaito; I'm Tyler." Tyler said. Finally upright, he gave Adrian and his Croconaw the once over. Adrian seemed... harmless enough, considering the kind of trainers he had encountered so far in Althea. Who knew the world had so many psychotic twelve year olds. 'A water type specialist...? Why would someone limit themselves to a type?' It seemed almost as unfavorable as collecting friends by hair or eye color, or nationality, or whatever else could be compared to the 'Water' type; at least to him anyways. Thinking back, though, it did seem the norm, at least with gym leaders- yet another thing he was out of the loop with, apparently. He reached into his back pocket, taking out his Pokedex- he didn't recognize the crocodile looking pokemon. "You don't want any?" He said to cover the moment of silence as his dex scanned Chomp. Tyler spoke directly to the 'Croconaw', reaching over and sliding the plate in his general direction. He had noted how Adrian has simply assumed the cookie for him as opposed to the both of them; there had been a momentary twinge of anger, but Tyler quickly forgave it- not much could be said about societal norms. Even if, what with his hanging around in a speedo, Adrian didn't seem to follow the norms too well. His pokedex vibrated in his hands; he had long since turned off the 'speech' feature, finding the cold voice annoying. 'It evolves from Totodile? Man... I am behind... Tyler's eyes turned into suspicious little slits, his cheeks flushing red for a moment. He should have realized as such, in retrospect. He had been raised in the damn Johto region after all- one would think he would be more familiar with the starters there... Hell, how many Croconaw had passed by Goldenrod anyways?! "Same here..." Tyler finally said, responding to Adrian's comment about his team. "Though it's mostly just because Kaito's the only member of my family so far." As soon as the words were out of his mouth, he regretted it, and he instantly slapped his forehead in frustration. He may have been clueless in many different aspects of the world of pokemon trainers, but he should have known better than to mix that stupid 'mafia' talk, and just use the term 'team'. Now there was the potential for odd questions and misconceptions that would make him look like a pokemon hugging idiot, and even worse, it would trigger Kaito's retarded enthusiasm. "Mafioso!!" Just as Tyler had feared, Kaito's eyes had taken on a bright and eerie glimmer, a look of crazed, sudden enthusiasm reflected in the big black beady little orbs. He turned almost robotically, before jumping onto Tyler's chest and grabbing him by the cuff in a hyped manner. Kaito had finally realized how much they had been slacking off! Shameful, too! Wasn't it his responsibility to make Tyler the paragon of a Don?! He was destined to be the Thirteenth Head of the ITM, for crying out loud! And he, Kaito Dedier, would be the right hand pokemon of the greatest boss ever... Which, naturally, required constant, vigilant training. Looked like the half naked human would finally make himself useful. As Adrian changed, Kaito pressed his forehead to Tyler's nose, whispering hoarse syllables of his name to the untrained ear. Of course, it was really something more along the lines of the following. "We haven't had a proper battle since we defeated Ancelin back in Caelin Castle! If you're going to aim to be the Thirteen, you have to be strong enough to take on all challenges! Let's fight this water specialist and test our mettle!" Tyler smiled sheepishly, catching the gist of Kaito's words, before pressing his hand against Kaito's white head crest to put more distance between their faces- he could smell his own baking on the bird's warm breath. "Not everyone looks for a battle all the time, Kaito." He said, deciding against hiding his habit from Adrian. If he wanted to carry out conversations with his friend, so be it- he honestly considered it an insult to hide his connection with Kaito. "Lies! We have to at least try. Provoke him if you have to! "Alternatively, I could just ask nicely..." Tyler stood up, holding Kaito to his chest like a child, pivoting to face Adrian, sighing reluctantly. "Uh... listen. I didn't quite catch your names, and I know it's, like, cold as hell outside and all, but Kaito won't leave me the hell alone until I at least ask. Uhh...." He trailed off, suddenly lost for words. He really wasn't the type to charge at people with his cock out screaming 'BATTLE NOW!'. "Battle us, now, you fool!" Kaito shouted, shaking a clenched flipper at the water specialist. Tyler promptly slapped a hand over his face. Things were awkward enough already. "What with you being a water specialist and you being... a Crocobite" A quick check of the pokedex... "Croconaw, sorry... Kaito wants to try a battle against you two. If it's okay with you guys. Please?" Tyler gave his best smile, hoping to win over an affirmation. He knew if it was him, he be half inclined to just walk away. 
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