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Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

I'm all set, KaBling, I'll be here for a long while.

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

The cosmos is all there is, ever was, or ever will be. Our contemplations of the cosmos stirs - there is a tingling in the spine; a falling from a great height. We know we are approaching the grandest of mysteries. Lost between intensity and eternity, is our home the earth. Each speck of light, every microscopic organism, every being on this planet is sacred. Every night, we have the chance, for the approximate time of a varying twelve and a half hours, to look up into the vastness that is space. The vastness known as the our galaxy. There are, an estimate, of over one hundred billion stars in our galaxy, two thousand of which are observable at night. On such a night like this, the majority of the constellations can be seen. Where there is the Tauros, Orion's Belt, or the Drie Susters, an extra star shines bright in the sky. Calm, quaint, and quiet, i- hold up. It's getting closer. That's not even a star. I think it's saying something, too! "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck!...Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck, FUCK FUCK! OH, SHIT!" Faster than a speeding bullet, and yet slower than the speed of light (huh, didn't even know that was possible), plummets a small, blue object. Being spat out of the ground, the projection sends him uuuuppp and nooooow dooown...straight smack dab of some town some where. Knowing the advent of Deus Ex Machina - this mysterious blue Pokemon is probably taking a rough landing in front of some poor bastar- oh look! He faceplanted onto a Zoroark! Ouch. Big guy's white hair is all messed up now, Zoroark's fur not in the least bit fluffy or cute anymore. Few broken bones and paws, but no matter! The other smaller Pokemon stands up atop him, brushing himself off. Not a scratch on him - even his red 'n blue 3-D specs are in perfect condition. The backwards ballcap atop his head in pristine shape. He pulls out a notepad, pencil in his mouth as he flips about. "Note to self: don't fuck with a family of Electrode." He looks down at the groaning Zoroark rubbing his broken arm. Looking back and forth, he swipes the satchel from him, slowly backing up, while dotting down some more notes. "Remind yourself that you saved a family of Electrode annnd..." He searches through the stolen satchel, looking at its contents. "...that I was rewarded with this new bag and bunches of items! Atta boy, Breen, atta boy...". He runs off, only to make a completely 180 and stops, looking back and forth and all around. "That is one...big...fuckin'...house...". He stands, staring at the patchworks-like mansion, admiring it, taking his hat off and resting it against his heart. "Byootiful! Just, byootiful! If I didn't know any better, I'd confuse this house..." He stares down at a comic, then back up at the house. "...for the one containing the void crystal...". He runs to the front door, knocking on it, eventually thinking outside of the box and using his head!...quite literally to knock on the door...

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

So, like, if Breen were to (not literally) fall outta the sky and put himself into some situation, which one should it be?

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

LETS GET REEEEAAAADY TOOOO REEEEEEECAAAAAAAAAAP

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

I always love making my returns at the worst possible moments.

SO YEAH, WHAT'S GOING ON IN THIS WORLD

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: Explorers of the Void

The cosmos is all there is, ever was, or ever will be. Our contemplations of the cosmos stirs - there is a tingling in the spine; a falling from a great height. We know we are approaching the grandest of mysteries. Lost between intensity and eternity, is our home the earth. Each speck of light, every microscopic organism, every being on this planet is sacred. Every night, we have the chance, for the approximate time of a varying twelve and a half hours, to look up into the vastness that is space. The vastness known as the our galaxy. There are, an estimate, of over one hundred billion stars in our galaxy, two thousand of which are observable at night.

On such a night like this, the majority of the constellations can be seen. Where there is the Tauros, Orion's Belt, or the Drie Susters, an extra star shines bright in the sky. Calm, quaint, and quiet, i- hold up. It's getting closer. That's not even a star. I think it's saying something, too!

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck!...Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck, FUCK FUCK! OH, SHIT!" Faster than a speeding bullet, and yet slower than the speed of light (huh, didn't even know that was possible), plummets a small, blue object. Being spat out of the ground, the projection sends him uuuuppp and nooooow dooown...straight smack dab of some town some where. Knowing the advent of Deus Ex Machina - this mysterious blue Pokemon is probably taking a rough landing in front of some poor bastar- oh look! He faceplanted onto a Zoroark! Ouch. Big guy's white hair is all messed up now, not in the least bit fluffy or cute anymore. Few broken bones and paws, but no matter! The other Pokemon stands up atop him, brushing himself off. Not a scratch on him - even his red 'n blue 3-D specs are in perfect condition. The backwards ballcap atop his head in prestine condition.

He pulls out a notepad, pencil in his mouth as he flips about. "Note to self: don't fuck with a family of Electrode." He looks down at the groaning Zoroark rubbing his broken arm. Looking back and forth, he swipes the satchel from him, slowly backing up, while dotting down some more notes. "Remind yourself that you saved a family of Electrode annnd..." He searches through the stolen satchel, looking at its contents. "...that I was rewarded with this new bag and bunches of items! Atta boy, Breen, atta boy...". He runs off, only to make a completely 180 and stops, looking back and forth and all around. "Shit. I have a feelin' I'm not on page 12 anymore..."

The League - First Blood (Persistent World Superhero Sci Fi and Fantasy, Always Open)

Yo, consider me and my buddy interested in this 'n all. Expect shit written soon 'n stuff.

A Sci-fi Merc RP, anyone?

Oh. OOOOOHHHHH. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH- kill yourself.

But nah, wicked cool to see this 'n all. Can't wait for whenever it's made 'n shiet. Me and my buddy have been like, searching and searching for something to do with something similar to this AND LO AND BEHOLD, OUT FROM THE SKIES COMES an interest check.

Close enough.

A Sci-fi Merc RP, anyone?

Stryder said
Well die no more, it's here

Say whaaaaaa? Man, I'm outta the loop.

A Sci-fi Merc RP, anyone?

Fuckin'. YES. PLEASE.

I'VE BEEN DYIN' FOR ONE OF THESE!