by Dark Drago Dragonite » Wed Sep 25, 2013 3:00 am
(( -Thoran's attack was lowered-
Thoran: Oy! Just sayin', comparing ME to you, you're cutsie-patootsies... And yeah, Eevee guy. You are all fluffy and hugable and stuff... Oh wait a Scyther arrived! Heoy! ))
Thoran approached. "Thoran McJane. Adventurer and Unofficial Archeologist. As a hobby. To your service!", Thoran said really fast, like she always did. She twitched a little on her spot. "Heh, with the great Past Pokémon, the floor is prickly, am I right? Oy, so I told ya me name, what is yours, pal?", Thoran asked, and not even waiting for the answer, she continued. "Wild fight ov'ah there, am I right? Not seein' one 'a those everyday. I came here to see if there was some old ruins hidden 'ere. That would be so crack-a-lakin', know what I mean? But nope! Ran into those pallies that are now on 'da floor. Ov'ah there. See 'em? I apologized, and I gave 'em the ol' polite excuses, but they were like mad Camerupt, know what I'm sayin'? I had to run away, but those guys were all like on my tail and I couldn't get away. ' Was between the Ice type and the rock, know what I'm sayin'? So I got all like ‘Step off pallies, I was only doin' my job’ but got no other alternative, and had to fight 'em the good ol' way", Thoran explained, picking berries from a nearby bush and eating them. "So yeah. What's ya' business here? It ain't no place for vacation, know what I'm sayin'?", Thoran asked, spitting out the berries' seeds to the side.
[My ramble]
While there is matter there is hope.
Unless we're talking about Gamzee.
Then there is no hope for that guy.