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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Sept 26, 2010 20:22:42 GMT -5
DougieSonders I just wanna run
[/i][/font][/center] Dougie felt... old. Sure he was a ripe, sexy twenty one year old but wasn't everyone else who started their journey like.... seven? He couldn't help but feel like he fell asleep at the starting line and was just now starting the race... fourteen years late. Well better late then never... right?A cool breeze hit him in the face and he couldn't help but grin. Autumn. Glorious time of year. Now if only he had hot wired that car that he passed before the city limit. He would have been there by now. Oh well. Legs are meant to be used he guessed. Glancing up with brown eyes he noticed the fork and immediately headed right. He didn't bother glancing at the sign, he had heard a few new trainers talking in the cafe earlier in the week about which way they had went and about the Ranger Station. The risk seemed exciting, what was life without a bit of risk anyways?It would be just a few minutes later when he arrived at the... tent? Well apparently they were broke? Or liked tents. That could be it too. Who needs buildings anyways? With a shrug, Dougie popped his head into the open flap doorway. "Hello!"[/color] He gave a big grin before stepping fulling into view. [/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by Sp❣rit on Sept 27, 2010 11:33:23 GMT -5
Ranger Wade [glow=black,1,300] [/glow] "Yo yo yo, wassup my homies!" A Ranger back flipped out of the Ranger Tent with a successful landing. With a proud grin, golden grillz exposed, he turned towards some of the laughing Rangers in the tent and flicked them off. Hah! The big man of the crib showed them!
He looked Dougie up and down with a look that pretty much summed up his thoughts about him-- 'I have to help out this white boy? Aw, hellllll no.' Ranger Wade held a hand out to the ice around his neck, letting it glisten in the Autumn sun as he got down to bizness.
"'Sup? You be a newb, homeboy?" Then he turned back around to the tent, calling for his partner. Hey, it wasn't as if he was going to wrestle down the Wild Pokémon on his own. "YOSHAWTY. Get outta them crib, dawg!" He cried out, and the second he did, out came a Azumarill complete with pimp sunglasses and a golden amulet sparkling around her neck. The Azumarill stutted her stuff next to Wade, puffing out her chest proudly as she faced the new trainer.
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Sept 27, 2010 14:48:11 GMT -5
DougieSonders I just wanna run
[/i][/font][/center] Dougie's smile was still plastered on his face as the male flipped out the tent. 'Why make such an entrance? That's stupid...' He'd never voice it out loud though. Heaven forbid if they kicked him out and kept him from getting a pokemon. Instead he'd endure this wanna be gangster. He'd also keep the comment that most street wise and smart gangsters didn't speak like that. They would never get laid if that was the case."Here for my first pokemon. Most people come here for that, doubt they come for burgers and fries."[/color] The sarcastic comment slide out of his smiling face as he turned his attention to the tent. "May I come into your humble abode?"[/color] He doubt that they would make him stay outside the tent but why not ask the obvious? Tells the person how crappy they're doing their job and that sure is fun to do. Especially to cops. They hate it. Dougie couldn't help but be thankful for his short size, maybe they'd think him to be part of the twelve year olds that came for their first pokemon and thought they were going to be the shit. Maybe.... Maybe.[/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by Sp❣rit on Sept 27, 2010 16:57:39 GMT -5
Ranger Wade [glow=black,1,300] [/glow]
The Ranger looked at Dougie oddly at that sarcastic comment, thinking through his short list of vocabulary for the word that perfectly suited Dougie to a 'Z'. Or was the phrase a 'T'? Well, he slept through all of his English classes anyways. English was for pussies. He snorted in an indignant manner, tilting his hat on sideways with his pants dropping a little low to the ground. It was cool, man, it was 'in'. He was simply oozing with style!
"Whatchu talking about boi? Rangers do more than catch starters." He nodded in agreement with his own statement, while his Azumarill merely adjusted her glasses, giving the boy a look that clearly said 'Are you shitting me?' "Motha fucking Shadows of Almia, homeboy. Dig it." He grunted, giving Dougie 'the guy nod'. That thing that all guys do to try and be cool without actually saying anything.
"Shawty, you heard the man. Get up in that shit, gurl. And you." As Shawty shook her tushie before hopping off into the tall grass, Wade pointed a thin finger at Dougie's chest. "What are ya, a pussy? You get to catch your own Pokemon. I'm not goin' ta drag the damn thing down for ya." He responded, definitely not liking this kid's attitude. But it was fun being the big, tough man around here, and having some back sass from time to time was pretty fun. With that, Wade went into the tall grass after Shawty, motioning for Dougie to not be a pussy and follow him. Shawty was practically invisible by now in the giant field of grass, rocks, and trees. It was hard to say what she would find.
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Sept 27, 2010 17:52:19 GMT -5
DougieSonders I just wanna run
[/i][/font][/center] Dougie had to resist the urge to roll his eyes at the Ranger's comment. He had no idea what "Shadows of Almia" was and decided to keep his mouth shut for once. Instead, smile still plastered on his face, he nodded in understanding. 'Just smile and nod, smile and nod. Maybe they'll believe it and just continue with what's important here.' To go along with his "I so know what you mean" act, he returned the nod. Might as well act the part or serve the rest of your life scared for you life as a wanna be gangster hunts you.Dougie watched at the blue pokemon wondered off into the tall grass. Guess they didn't have to go through the tent? Well then. That was easy. Brown eyes resettled on the ranger but immediately moved to the finger now at his chest. "That's fine."[/color] He spoke blankly, still staring at the finger. If Wade touches him, would he get wannabegansterosis? When Wade started after his pokemon, Dougie followed. He wasn't a stupid short kid. Obviously with the last comment made by the ranger it was made apparent that he was to go with him or no pokemon. Now the only think that was on the twenty one year old's mind was what pokemon would he get...[/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by Sp❣rit on Sept 27, 2010 18:01:29 GMT -5
Ranger Wade [glow=black,1,300] [/glow]
There was some kind of rustling going on behind a rock, and Ranger Wade stopped abruptly, turning around very quietly so as not to spook whatever was there. With all seriousness, his eyes narrowed in concentration as he saw two balls of blue battling it out. Shawty was on top of the other blue ball, being the shit outta it until it fainted. Kind of cruel, really, but that was what she was trained to do.
The wild Azurill looked up at the scary human-like Azumarill that towered above it, looking at her with resentment. How could anyone do something like that? Honestly? The baby Pokemon stuck out its tongue at the big momma, while Shawty gave it a bitch slap across the face with her tail.
"So yeah, bro. Here's yo Starter Pack, and a Pokeball to catch the thing." Ranger Wade happened to have brought out a Starter Pack a lot earlier, keeping it in his Ranger Backpack, and had a spare Pokeball for the new trainer. He handed both gently over to Dougie, surprisingly.
You Get:
::azurill:: Azurill Level: 5 Attacks: Splash, Charm, Slam
Starter Pack
::pokeball:: x 5 ::potion:: x 3 Pokedex
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Sept 27, 2010 18:27:30 GMT -5
DougieSonders I just wanna run
[/i][/font][/center] Dougie stopped behind Wade, listening for what he might have heard and then caught sound of it.... Did it sound like a... slap? A slap that a really angry girlfriend would give to a boyfriend now ex-boyfriend? Why yes, yes it did. Along with that sound came the sinking feeling in Dougie's stomach that the pokemon that he would be rewarded was no something that would be very intimidating or manly. He could only hope it wasn't Magikarp or Caterpie or some other pokemon that served practically no purpose then to be mauled by other pokemon for lunch.Brown eyes shifted slowly to where two blue balls could be seen from behind a rock. Shifting a bit to the side, he caught sight of the cat Marill fight. Glancing up quickly to Wade, he took note that he was holding out two objects. Taking them, he glanced at the bag for a moment before deciding that the Azurill should probably be saved from a horrible disfigured face first. Turning back to the fight, Dougie looked at the pokeball in his hand before pressing the button on the front and tossing it was the smaller of the two. Granted it was hard since it was being pushed on the ground by the larger water type, but somehow he managed it. Turning back his attention to the bag and ignoring the pokeball's results for the moment, he put the bag in his backpack. Mentally he was stabbing his head to place them in the correct compartment but he pushed it back as he glanced up at the ball.[/blockquote][/blockquote]
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