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KaBling - 'the guy who posts crazy every few hours minutes'
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EVERYTHING IS FAKE A BAKERY
KaBling - 'the guy who posts crazy every few hours minutes'
Hmm... you know, I never really put a lot of thought into that, so... I guess you could describe it, yourself?
I thought it was bakery and nothing else.
hey look I made two posts within 24 hours.
"Oh cool! We're isolated! And I certainly didn't get lost 'cause I still found you. And you." And that wasn't a pun. That was sarcasm.
So, let me take you from the bakery to now. Spruce was kind enough to spare me the agony of hunger and hand me over some pastry. Needless to say, I was rather embarrassed, and... er, didn't know how to eat. I was still fairly new to this, but I figured out quickly I'd probably have to mash this into the only orifice I had.
Or not. As soon as I got into contact with some food, I ended up sucking out all the nutrients out of it. Like, an opaque red aura flowed from the pastry to myself, and before I knew it I was looking at a bunch of ashes on my magnets. I somehow felt full of energy and no longer hungry, despite that unorthodox display. Thankfully no one (aside from Anthony and Daniel) stuck around to see me do that, and I ended up thanking the bakery owners who also didn't seem to notice what had happened.
I actually felt quite lonely and mystified once everyone had left. I wanted to know what was going on with me, but who could I ask? For all I knew this was contagious. Maybe I was transforming. Maybe I was going crazy. And I knew I couldn't keep ignoring it, but my friends and team-mates seemed to do their best to ignore the problem themselves...
But, I figured that was because they were shitting themselves. As ventured forward into some dark mysterious place (OH GOD WHY AM I FOLLOWING SPRUCE OUT OF ALL POKEMON), my confusion turned to suspicion and paranoia. Something was definitely off. I liked the cold, the snow as we moved towards our end goal. However, this forest... this wasn't the forest we just came out of. (ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY?!) All the snow seemed fake and the trees swayed like they had something to hide. Instead of the sun bouncing off the snow, it was dim lights and a sense of dread. This was not the place you'd want to be to hunt for Pokemon, because you'd be hunted yourself by... only Arceus knows. (WHAT. IS. THAT.)
By the time I realised we were probably stuck in one of those horrible situations, it was just me... and Spruce, unsurprisingly. Surprisingly, Daniel was around, and not lost with Anthony. How unfortunate. I was tempted to simply end him there, but I wasn't exactly willing to do it. Even as I kept changing in ways I never thought possible. No, I wasn't going to be swayed by what was happening with myself.
"Oh cool! We're isolated! With hooh! And I certainly didn't get lost 'cause I still found hooh. And hooh." And that wasn't a pun. That was sarcasm- oh wait, never-mind. "Ok, let me get this straight Daniel while we're alone and probably at each other's throat (and trust me, this forest is gonna make us go crazy before we know it)." I raised a magnet at Daniel, who was busy eyeing at me and probably more embarrassed than actually annoyed with me. "Me and Spruce aren't exactly very kind towards your own kind. Why haven't we tried to kill you yet? This is the PERFECT opportunity to do so, considering we can just blame your death/disappearance to the effects of this forest." I knew I was slipping into a tirade. This moment nearly made me glad that I was bleeding out. For a moment there, I thought the forest was beginning to distort a bit, but that was just me... I believe. (DEAR ARCEUS. GET ME OUT OF HERE, NOW!) "But no, we haven't. I still haven't tried to kill you because if that happens there won't BE a team. No 'I' in team after this, and therefore if we attack you-" I jerked my magnet at Daniel, who was busy sitting in a tree and probably still thinking about possible ways of now killing me. "-that'll be a giant catalyst for this team's divide. And CELES won't be on our side."
So, let me take you from the bakery to now. Spruce was kind enough to spare me the agony of hunger and hand me over some pastry. Needless to say, I was rather embarrassed, and... er, didn't know how to eat. I was still fairly new to this, but I figured out quickly I'd probably have to mash this into the only orifice I had.
Or not. As soon as I got into contact with some food, I ended up sucking out all the nutrients out of it. Like, an opaque red aura flowed from the pastry to myself, and before I knew it I was looking at a bunch of ashes on my magnets. I somehow felt full of energy and no longer hungry, despite that unorthodox display. Thankfully no one (aside from Anthony and Daniel) stuck around to see me do that, and I ended up thanking the bakery owners who also didn't seem to notice what had happened.
I actually felt quite lonely and mystified once everyone had left. I wanted to know what was going on with me, but who could I ask? For all I knew this was contagious. Maybe I was transforming. Maybe I was going crazy. And I knew I couldn't keep ignoring it, but my friends and team-mates seemed to do their best to ignore the problem themselves...
But, I figured that was because they were shitting themselves. As ventured forward into some dark mysterious place (OH GOD WHY AM I FOLLOWING SPRUCE OUT OF ALL POKEMON), my confusion turned to suspicion and paranoia. Something was definitely off. I liked the cold, the snow as we moved towards our end goal. However, this forest... this wasn't the forest we just came out of. (ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY?!) All the snow seemed fake and the trees swayed like they had something to hide. Instead of the sun bouncing off the snow, it was dim lights and a sense of dread. This was not the place you'd want to be to hunt for Pokemon, because you'd be hunted yourself by... only Arceus knows. (WHAT. IS. THAT.)
By the time I realised we were probably stuck in one of those horrible situations, it was just me... and Spruce, unsurprisingly. Surprisingly, Daniel was around, and not lost with Anthony. How unfortunate. I was tempted to simply end him there, but I wasn't exactly willing to do it. Even as I kept changing in ways I never thought possible. No, I wasn't going to be swayed by what was happening with myself.
"Oh cool! We're isolated! With hooh! And I certainly didn't get lost 'cause I still found hooh. And hooh." And that wasn't a pun. That was sarcasm- oh wait, never-mind. "Ok, let me get this straight Daniel while we're alone and probably at each other's throat (and trust me, this forest is gonna make us go crazy before we know it)." I raised a magnet at Daniel, who was busy eyeing at me and probably more embarrassed than actually annoyed with me. "Me and Spruce aren't exactly very kind towards your own kind. Why haven't we tried to kill you yet? This is the PERFECT opportunity to do so, considering we can just blame your death/disappearance to the effects of this forest." I knew I was slipping into a tirade. This moment nearly made me glad that I was bleeding out. For a moment there, I thought the forest was beginning to distort a bit, but that was just me... I believe. (DEAR ARCEUS. GET ME OUT OF HERE, NOW!) "But no, we haven't. I still haven't tried to kill you because if that happens there won't BE a team. No 'I' in team after this, and therefore if we attack you-" I jerked my magnet at Daniel, who was busy sitting in a tree and probably still thinking about possible ways of now killing me. "-that'll be a giant catalyst for this team's divide. And CELES won't be on our side."
I didn't know what happened last night. I just... kinda blacked out. If I remember correctly, I almost stumbled over a few dry roots of a dead tree, making my way to a supposedly empty tent and lying inside. It was definitely empty, it just wasn't comfortable sleeping on my clothes than on an actual bed.
So, aside for a sore back, I guess that was a nice departure from what happened previously. (To which I mean fighting.) Everyone was getting wide awake, but the sun still hadn't even rose and all we could see were clouds being illuminated from the horizon. I figured it would get rather bright very soon, but for the time being the absence of sun left us all a little cold and bitter in this dawn. "Alright, welcome to 'the middle of nowhere.' Population us, and hopefully we get somewhere by the end of today." I wish I said that, but I just kinda murmured said speech once it turned out not everyone was awake to hear my rambling. Only Robert and a few people suffering from hangovers were awake. I guess I REALLY needed a bed for myself, considering my tent had none.
So, aside for a sore back, I guess that was a nice departure from what happened previously. (To which I mean fighting.) Everyone was getting wide awake, but the sun still hadn't even rose and all we could see were clouds being illuminated from the horizon. I figured it would get rather bright very soon, but for the time being the absence of sun left us all a little cold and bitter in this dawn. "Alright, welcome to 'the middle of nowhere.' Population us, and hopefully we get somewhere by the end of today." I wish I said that, but I just kinda murmured said speech once it turned out not everyone was awake to hear my rambling. Only Robert and a few people suffering from hangovers were awake. I guess I REALLY needed a bed for myself, considering my tent had none.
Also, not sure if you're who I think you are, but its been a while KaBling. (Your pony avi was very familiar)
wat
I dunno who you are mate. Then again I'm very forgetful.
Seriously though, I don't recall ever meeting you.
I think he's asking to see how alive this RP is.
I got a response, and it was a rather light-hearted one. I didn't want to be a part of this considering the dangers involved, but I guess if it meant some sort of purpose in this world and a degree of protection, then I'd probably stay with these lads. We also had some new guy join our group, an archer of sorts. Guess I wasn't so new anymore.
It got dark very quickly. Soon, I put away my card and decided to lay on my back, ignoring the empty landscape and open skies with stars twinkling in the darkness. I'll admit I was quite alarmed at the appearance of guards, but I kept a straight face as they only seemed to mind the archer and not me. "Well, this is more boring than expected." I said to no one in particular, shortly after their departure.
It got dark very quickly. Soon, I put away my card and decided to lay on my back, ignoring the empty landscape and open skies with stars twinkling in the darkness. I'll admit I was quite alarmed at the appearance of guards, but I kept a straight face as they only seemed to mind the archer and not me. "Well, this is more boring than expected." I said to no one in particular, shortly after their departure.
"Did that guy just...?" Well, this wasn't a bunch of rag-tag adventurers to mess with, I guess. First he approaches a team-mate and gets socked. These were desperate times I guess, and everyone was drinking their sorrows away. I couldn't really help but feel sorry for pretty much everyone around here. They WERE harbouring a fugitive.
It was quite a day - first escaping from a guard, then betting some cash and equipment... now this. "Hey, Robert... am I a part of this?" I asked, curious to know if they considered me one of their own. I guess it would be harder to go around the village to see whether or not I can make a quick buck. It was the perfect environment after all: drunks everywhere, ready to gamble and lose whatever money they had left. Everyone was also on edge, so they would probably notice an innocent gambler offering them a chance to buy a horse and leave. Though, I didn't really feel like doing much. I just wanted to sleep, staring at the sky above before returning down to earth. Everyone was fast asleep or just beginning to rest. I pulled out my pouch and began counting my money, scratching my face when I pulled out an old card of mine. "Hm." It was an old heirloom. Not a good one, unfortunately.
It was quite a day - first escaping from a guard, then betting some cash and equipment... now this. "Hey, Robert... am I a part of this?" I asked, curious to know if they considered me one of their own. I guess it would be harder to go around the village to see whether or not I can make a quick buck. It was the perfect environment after all: drunks everywhere, ready to gamble and lose whatever money they had left. Everyone was also on edge, so they would probably notice an innocent gambler offering them a chance to buy a horse and leave. Though, I didn't really feel like doing much. I just wanted to sleep, staring at the sky above before returning down to earth. Everyone was fast asleep or just beginning to rest. I pulled out my pouch and began counting my money, scratching my face when I pulled out an old card of mine. "Hm." It was an old heirloom. Not a good one, unfortunately.
While thinking about our best plan of action, I stupidly forgot about ordering food for myself. Not that I could've ordered food anyway, leaving my Pokes back at the bank of Allure. Well, I would've lost my money considering we'd been just fighting Team Zan. I'd probably have to ask for food from the others, much to my displeasure. I never came prepared for some odd reason.
This place was warm and welcoming, though even that didn't stop me from feeling like an outsider. Everyone else was busy eyeing each other and planning their next move, against the backdrop of a roaring fireplace and orange lighting illuminating the little toys on the shelves. Books lay dusty while curtains remained shut to keep the heat in. I personally didn't like this setting much, though I was gradually warming to it. This was despite turning my backs on everyone, obsessing over a lost friend and an on-going enemy. I stared out the window, looking for a reason to fight... I just felt myself go hungry and somewhat saddened. Not everything in this world was going to boil down to how feel you fought the enemy or saved the world. It was just survival, really.
"Eheh." I almost chuckled, though I couldn't really make one up if my life depended on it. "Kamina, one day you'll witness great betrayal and defeat so hard that all you can do is turn to hate for love. Not that I'd expect you to understand that, anyway." After that, I slid down against the wooden walls, slowly and gently tapping onto the floor. "Oh... Spruce, you have anything to spare?" I asked a bit weakly, feeling tired and unsure about the quality of sleep I had received that night.
This place was warm and welcoming, though even that didn't stop me from feeling like an outsider. Everyone else was busy eyeing each other and planning their next move, against the backdrop of a roaring fireplace and orange lighting illuminating the little toys on the shelves. Books lay dusty while curtains remained shut to keep the heat in. I personally didn't like this setting much, though I was gradually warming to it. This was despite turning my backs on everyone, obsessing over a lost friend and an on-going enemy. I stared out the window, looking for a reason to fight... I just felt myself go hungry and somewhat saddened. Not everything in this world was going to boil down to how feel you fought the enemy or saved the world. It was just survival, really.
"Eheh." I almost chuckled, though I couldn't really make one up if my life depended on it. "Kamina, one day you'll witness great betrayal and defeat so hard that all you can do is turn to hate for love. Not that I'd expect you to understand that, anyway." After that, I slid down against the wooden walls, slowly and gently tapping onto the floor. "Oh... Spruce, you have anything to spare?" I asked a bit weakly, feeling tired and unsure about the quality of sleep I had received that night.
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