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5 yrs ago
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5 yrs ago
Everyone knows CHARISMA is the best stat
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6 yrs ago
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7 yrs ago
i have recieved a total of 69 likes on all my posts life only goes downhill from here
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8 yrs ago
When the 3 of the role plays you join all die within 2 weeks (Simple Plan plays in the distance)

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"That son of a bitch..." Malcolm gritted his teeth. "Behind my goddamn back..."

Malcolm turned his back away from the male nurse, making his way to the door.

"Yeah you're right," Malcolm said, voice seething in rage. "That is a mistake. Sorry for bothering ya."

Malcolm made his way to the cold, but his burning temper kept him hot. He didn't know where he wanted to go, but he just walked until he found some reason to stop.
Pinged for done.
Ah, shit...


"Malcolm is the first name."
He sighed. He figured he might as well tell the truth and see where that got him. "April 6th, 1982."

He drifted away from the nurse and towards the door, ready for him to kick him out.


I got to head somewhere warmer tomorrow...
"Oh, uh..." Malcolm didn't realize they could look up trainer cards on the PC.

Shit, well maybe I'll just freeze tonight anyway...


Malcolm returned Split to her ball and scratched his head.

"It's ah... Striker. Should be under Striker..." It pained Malcolm to say that. It would have probably brought up his father's trainer information. And wanted nothing to do with him. Malcolm half thought about just leaving the center, considering the trip over a little vacation from the cold.
"What in the Dark Dimension are you doing out this late in this weather!?" Malcolm turned around, seeing a man dressed in scrubs. His tone was a combination of concern and condemnation. Malcolm assumed it was probably more for his pokémon than himself. "Did you loose your trainer card or something?"

Might be best to be vague here...


"S-s-s-sorry... It was so c-c-c-cold, and my Abra..."


Malcolm let his voice trail off, trying to give off the guise that he was much weaker than he was. He subtlety hunched over, trying to make himself appear smaller. He made his chattering more excessive and shivering more wild.

Fingers crossed for someone else to be just as good natured as Nurse Alice...
OOC: Oof, Malcolm is gonna become a popsicle XD

As Malcolm finished his shift and walked outside, the frigid cold hit him immediately. He instinctively hiked up his shoulders and his teeth began to chatter.

"S-s-son of a bitch, this is too much..." Malcolm breath obscured his face as he spoke. "I gotta find some place inside..."

As Malcolm combed through public places where he could stay warm for the night, he thought of the pokémon center. The Nurse earlier had offered him a place to stay and a bath. Considering the current circumstances, he may have to take her up on that offer. After trying to think of more places he could stay for the night and none coming to mind, he reached for Split's pokéball and let her out. Even the stoic abra shuddered at the temperature they were in.

"Hey Split, teleport us back to the pokécenter," Malcolm shivered as he spoke. "It's too cold for camping tonight."

"Abra..." Split nodded, and in an instant, they were outside of the pokécenter. Malcolm quickly made his way inside, looking to see who was at the front desk.
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(OOC: Thats fine! No need to worry.)

The heat of the dishwasher was making Malcolm sweat more than he anticipated. He would have to visit the laundromat after this for sure. The job was proving to be more intensive than he imagined, he didn't expect this many dishes would need to be washed so quickly.

"Hey temp, trash duty." One of the other employees called out to Malcolm. "And after that, women's bathroom."

This place is a shit show...

But money was money. Malcolm put the dish he was working on in the dishwasher and took the bag.

"And try not to hang out in the trash too long. I know there's no place like home, but you got a job to do." The employee snickered as he went back to his duties. Malcolm grumbled some obscenities underneath his breath, but didn't give the employee much more than that. He had heard worse. Malcolm walked out the back door, tossing the bag in the dumpster. He made his way back inside, not looking forward to the rest of his shift.
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@Balthazar007
Must be nice, when I worked in food service I always had to handwash the everything. Being away from home makes me appreciate the dishwasher I had for sure XD
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