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Post by Apex on Jan 11, 2016 14:07:41 GMT -7
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My friend showed me pictures of his kids And all I could show him was pictures of my cribs He said his daughter got a brand new report card And all I got was a brand new sports car
He has mixed feelings about this, typically his jobs involved a little more bite, but hey lazy sundays never went under appreciated. Of course he'd prefer to be scratching his nuts in front of the tube at his crib, eating cold pizza and wasting away like the degenerate he typically pretends to be, but beggars can never be choosers. And so he finds himself out here on this particularly warm day at the heart of Lavaridge town pulling weeds for his superiors. He's in some semblance of uniform his suit uneven and tie undone. His attire screams lazy, but he could care less he wasn't exactly dressed for labor in the first place. Beside him a child no less than 10 years younger than him with a certain air about him that screamed the boy wasn't into this making two of them. With nothing better to do the man decides to break the ice, scooping another handful of weeds throwing them in the aluminum bin designated for weeds. "So kiddo what type a' porn you into?"CEDRIC ODAIRmade by bonnibel [newclass=".sv1"]padding: 25px; width: 325px; border: 1px solid #eee; background-color: #ffffff; color: #949494; font-size: 11px; font-family: calibri; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv1 b, .sv1 i"]color: #B22222;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv2"]margin: 0 auto; width: 112px;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv2 img"]max-height: 100px; max-width: 100px; height: 100px; width: 100px; -webkit-border-radius: 100px; -moz-border-radius: 100px; border-radius: 100px; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #ddd; opacity: 0.4;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv3"]text-align: justify; font-size: 8px; font-family: calibri; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 10px; margin: 0px 10px 0px 10px; color: #B2B2B2; background-color: #f8f8f8; padding: 15px 25px; letter-spacing: 1px;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv4"]width: 0; height: 0; border-left: 30px solid transparent; border-bottom: 40px solid #f8f8f8; border-right: 30px solid transparent; margin: 0 auto;[/newclass]
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Post by CEDRIC ODAIR on Jan 12, 2016 9:31:46 GMT -7
was this punishment? most likely. there was no way he deserved to be plucking weeds in the middle of a hot field. he was better than that. but there was nothing one could do if one pissed off the superiors. which was what cedric did. on multiple occasions in fact.
the guy he was with didn't seem to be into it either. and when the guy spoke up cedric was glad to at least have some form of conversation to pass the time. grabbing another handful of weed he chugged it into the bin and looked at the man.
"the usual," he replied. but that was too generic of an answer so he decided to switch it up. "bdsm isn't too bad. and you?" he asked. | I love to flirt to see, I'm only talking to you, If you wanna surf my seas, now that you got me boy, You know you better spice it flavour it, Get it get it right, savour it | |
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Post by Apex on Jan 12, 2016 9:55:52 GMT -7
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My friend showed me pictures of his kids And all I could show him was pictures of my cribs He said his daughter got a brand new report card And all I got was a brand new sports car
"Oh?"Well the kid was brazen, he doesn't dislike that. "I can dig it kid, I'm a bdsm kinda guy too, you know femdom and shit. I need some chick to set me straight." He chuckles expunging more weeds from the grounds shifting to another leg his body cramping up. Maybe he'd enjoy this little Q and A as they wasted their day away. "Next question, big titties or small titties?" Their conversation doesn't have much base, it doesn't need to. The sun shines down on the two as they continue their conversation. Amber eyes flicker towards the kid as they continue the smirk on his face growing ever so slightly now, "Talk about busy work though, ain't this the Magma dream." He'd switch positions again pulling a cig from his suit pocket standing tall now. "break time kiddo, wanna smoke?" he'd flip the cigarette in front of him offering it to the kid. CEDRIC ODAIR made by bonnibel [newclass=".sv1"]padding: 25px; width: 325px; border: 1px solid #eee; background-color: #ffffff; color: #949494; font-size: 11px; font-family: calibri; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv1 b, .sv1 i"]color: #B22222;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv2"]margin: 0 auto; width: 112px;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv2 img"]max-height: 100px; max-width: 100px; height: 100px; width: 100px; -webkit-border-radius: 100px; -moz-border-radius: 100px; border-radius: 100px; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #ddd; opacity: 0.4;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv3"]text-align: justify; font-size: 8px; font-family: calibri; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 10px; margin: 0px 10px 0px 10px; color: #B2B2B2; background-color: #f8f8f8; padding: 15px 25px; letter-spacing: 1px;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv4"]width: 0; height: 0; border-left: 30px solid transparent; border-bottom: 40px solid #f8f8f8; border-right: 30px solid transparent; margin: 0 auto;[/newclass]
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Post by CEDRIC ODAIR on Jan 12, 2016 10:09:07 GMT -7
kid was really starting to get on his nerves. but he couldn't risk another penalty or punishment so he kept his cool for now. he played along with the man's questions. "is that a serious question?" he asked.
at the mention of the magma dream he could only laugh. some dream this was, picking shit in the middle of the harsh hoenn sunlight. he stared at the cigarette and reached for one.
"light?" he asked. he stuck out the cigarette for the man to put on fire. and once that was done he continued with the game, ignoring the work at hand for now.
"big always wins," he smirked. | I love to flirt to see, I'm only talking to you, If you wanna surf my seas, now that you got me boy, You know you better spice it flavour it, Get it get it right, savour it | |
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Post by Apex on Jan 12, 2016 10:23:09 GMT -7
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My friend showed me pictures of his kids And all I could show him was pictures of my cribs He said his daughter got a brand new report card And all I got was a brand new sports car
He never carries a lighter, he's never needed to. "No worries slick I got you." He'd lift his index finger at the butt of the man's cigarette a small flame lighting at the tip. After lighting the man's smoke the flame would disappear just as quickly as it came the red head dropping his carton back into his suit pocket and taking a drag. "And what do you know 'bout big titties! Best titties always seem to fall in the palm of your hand feel me, but to each his own." Another short laugh before he bends continuing his work if it can be called that. "I'm getting to old for this shit, christ." He mumbles before continuing their conversation. "Whose the hottest chick you've seen in the organization so far kiddo. Who suits your fancy as they say?" His eyes would wander to the man no shoving another handful of weeds into the metal bin that was filling fast now. CEDRIC ODAIR made by bonnibel [newclass=".sv1"]padding: 25px; width: 325px; border: 1px solid #eee; background-color: #ffffff; color: #949494; font-size: 11px; font-family: calibri; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv1 b, .sv1 i"]color: #B22222;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv2"]margin: 0 auto; width: 112px;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv2 img"]max-height: 100px; max-width: 100px; height: 100px; width: 100px; -webkit-border-radius: 100px; -moz-border-radius: 100px; border-radius: 100px; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #ddd; opacity: 0.4;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv3"]text-align: justify; font-size: 8px; font-family: calibri; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 10px; margin: 0px 10px 0px 10px; color: #B2B2B2; background-color: #f8f8f8; padding: 15px 25px; letter-spacing: 1px;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv4"]width: 0; height: 0; border-left: 30px solid transparent; border-bottom: 40px solid #f8f8f8; border-right: 30px solid transparent; margin: 0 auto;[/newclass]
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Post by ruby on Jan 13, 2016 22:07:45 GMT -7
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it is then that the grunts come across a small field of strange-loking weeds, with leaves that splay out like a fan. there's only a couple of them, but they look suspicious enough to make some people hesitate. they're also rather hard to pull. it would take somewhat of an effort to wrench the weeds from their roots. [break][break] but magma has ordered the grunts for the lawn to look spotless. orders are orders, even on such a miniscule task as weeding. [break][break] what do the grunts do?
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Post by Apex on Jan 13, 2016 22:50:02 GMT -7
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MY FRIEND SHOWED ME PICTURES OF HIS KIDS AND ALL I COULD SHOW HIM WAS PICTURES OF MY CRIBS HE SAID HIS DAUGHTER GOT A BRAND NEW REPORT CARD AND ALL I GOT WAS A BRAND NEW SPORTS CAR
"Well well, what do we have here?" He'd tug on a weed that was a little too thick for comfort, the man doesn't think much of it honestly a little odd of course, but nothing to worry bout. Reaching into his sleeve the man pulls a a slightly dulled survival knife, why does he have one, and in such an odd place at that? That's a trade secret. He flips the short blade in his hand before sawing at the vine in an attempt to cut it. "Yo youngester, help this grandpa out will ya?"(this one's short so you can respond to the last one my child) CEDRIC ODAIR made by bonnibel [newclass=".sv1"]padding: 25px; width: 325px; border: 1px solid #eee; background-color: #ffffff; color: #949494; font-size: 11px; font-family: calibri; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv1 b, .sv1 i"]color: #B22222;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv2"]margin: 0 auto; width: 112px;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv2 img"]max-height: 100px; max-width: 100px; height: 100px; width: 100px; -webkit-border-radius: 100px; -moz-border-radius: 100px; border-radius: 100px; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #ddd; opacity: 0.4;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv3"]text-align: justify; font-size: 8px; font-family: calibri; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 10px; margin: 0px 10px 0px 10px; color: #B2B2B2; background-color: #f8f8f8; padding: 15px 25px; letter-spacing: 1px;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv4"]width: 0; height: 0; border-left: 30px solid transparent; border-bottom: 40px solid #f8f8f8; border-right: 30px solid transparent; margin: 0 auto;[/newclass]
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Post by CEDRIC ODAIR on Jan 15, 2016 4:18:33 GMT -7
he perked an eyebrow when the man lit the cigarette with his index finger. guess he knew what the man's abilities were now. it was always good to know just in case something happened that required him to take action. it was not very likely though.
"you know you don't look so old," he said. at first glance the two appeared to be about the same age. he wondered how old the man actually was. he took a moment to think after hearing his next question.
"leader's pretty hot," he replied, "pretty young as well." there were others but no names popped into his head, only faces and other body parts.
he looked over to see him struggling. he laughed and nodded. "sure, gramps," he replied as he walked over. he grabbed a handful of it and attempted to tug at it. | I love to flirt to see, I'm only talking to you, If you wanna surf my seas, now that you got me boy, You know you better spice it flavour it, Get it get it right, savour it | |
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Post by ruby on Jan 15, 2016 21:35:04 GMT -7
[nospaces] [attr="class","missionbg"] [attr="class","missionbg2"] [attr="class","missiontext"] The grunts pull the weeds, separating the earth and unveiling a head connected to the leaves. An oddish hisses as it dangles from the hands that brought it into daylight. The sound is loud and clear in the field, attracting the other oddish. A couple of the same weeds pop out of the ground, surrounding the grunts with a SWEET SCENT and ABSORBS some of their energy. [break][break] [break][break] levels: 5, 5, 5 [break][break] [attr="class","missionbgbar"] [attr="class","number"]
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Post by Apex on Jan 16, 2016 6:11:08 GMT -7
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MY FRIEND SHOWED ME PICTURES OF HIS KIDS AND ALL I COULD SHOW HIM WAS PICTURES OF MY CRIBS HE SAID HIS DAUGHTER GOT A BRAND NEW REPORT CARD AND ALL I GOT WAS A BRAND NEW SPORTS CAR
"What a pain." the man would grumble as a sweet aroma surrounded the two, before he felt some of his energy leave his body as their enemies used absorb. "How...unfortunate." he'd sigh sliding the blade back up his sleeve straightening out Apex's hand straightening significantly becoming something like a knife itself his nails sharpening He'd attempt to jab his first hand directly into the oddish swiping at it with his sharpened nails, before coming through with his second sharpened hand attempting to strike the oddish again this time in Cedric's direction hoping the man would be able to take the hint and continue their assault on the first grass pokemon. "Ay yo, don't leave me hanging!"he'd call to the other man waiting to see how he'd respond to his gift of sorts that was if his attacks succeeded in the first place. CEDRIC ODAIR made by bonnibel [newclass=".sv1"]padding: 25px; width: 325px; border: 1px solid #eee; background-color: #ffffff; color: #949494; font-size: 11px; font-family: calibri; line-height: 16px; text-align: justify;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv1 b, .sv1 i"]color: #B22222;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv2"]margin: 0 auto; width: 112px;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv2 img"]max-height: 100px; max-width: 100px; height: 100px; width: 100px; -webkit-border-radius: 100px; -moz-border-radius: 100px; border-radius: 100px; padding: 5px; border: 1px solid #ddd; opacity: 0.4;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv3"]text-align: justify; font-size: 8px; font-family: calibri; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 10px; margin: 0px 10px 0px 10px; color: #B2B2B2; background-color: #f8f8f8; padding: 15px 25px; letter-spacing: 1px;[/newclass] [newclass=".sv4"]width: 0; height: 0; border-left: 30px solid transparent; border-bottom: 40px solid #f8f8f8; border-right: 30px solid transparent; margin: 0 auto;[/newclass] [/quote]
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Post by CEDRIC ODAIR on Jan 17, 2016 8:56:29 GMT -7
startled by the sudden appearance of the pokemon he backed up a bit. he felt energy being drained out of him. not much, but it was still noticeable. he watched as his partner decided to retaliate with some attacks.
and then that was when he decided to join in as well, after hearing the cry for help. how odd that the two had similar moves. he too sharpened his nails and swiped it at the oddishes.
"keep up, gramps," he said. | I love to flirt to see, I'm only talking to you, If you wanna surf my seas, now that you got me boy, You know you better spice it flavour it, Get it get it right, savour it | |
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Post by ruby on Jan 18, 2016 19:27:09 GMT -7
[nospaces] [attr="class","missionbg"] [attr="class","missionbg2"] [attr="class","missiontext"] They retaliate with more absorbs, but each swipe cripples the wild pokemon more, until the scratches have left angry red marks on each oddish. They struggle to keep from fleeing, but it's evident that they might have to soon. It's only a matter of time. [break][break] Unfortunately, some other grunts pulling weeds catch wind of the scuffle. They approach the pair with a grin and place themselves between the wild pokemon and the pair. [break][break] "We can take care of this." One of them snickers. They're probably just going to take credit for the weeds, and it may just be a better choice to back off, even though they look a little intimidating. [break][break] levels: 5, 5, 5 [break][break] [attr="class","missionbgbar"] [attr="class","number"]
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