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Envy ([personal profile] exeggutorhead) wrote2010-11-05 05:29 pm
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(JUST POPPING IN TO PUT THIS, DON'T MIND ME)

[personal profile] 11121_assumption 2017-07-20 09:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ High in the tree, Darkness fluttered down to a lower branch, leaning forward to see what was happening. Walter had gone on a badge seeking quest so he was spending some time with his little stars, and his own constellation of beauty (Lyra should be immortalised in the heavens after all). His sharp eyes caught what the little thing Lyra was chasing was and he had to stifle his laughter.

Just when he thought his darling could not be more stunning, here she is terrorising Henry Townshend. If his heart didn't burst with love every time he saw her, it certainly would be now.
]
no_ufo_ending: (8C)

[personal profile] no_ufo_ending 2017-07-23 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Everything was happening so much.]

[And then nothing was happening at all.]

[Henry let out a muffled yell when he suddenly found himself cradled in a pudgy paw. Never in his life had he considered how fucking weird a Pikachu's little feet were up close but now he was and he was in h e l l. Wait. A Pikachu? He looked up. A massive shape eclipsed the sun. Could it be--YES! IT WAS! HIS SPHERICAL SAVIOR!]


INSIDE! INSIDE, GUUS!
no_ufo_ending: (PKMN: cheerios and abe)

[personal profile] no_ufo_ending 2017-08-08 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Some of Henry's Pokemon were indeed around. Abe and Cheerios were actually playing with Henry's Poke'gear and trying their very best to keep it away from Rumble who was bouncing on his heels and trying to get it from them.]

Guys guys come on guys guys guys guys come on I know how to beat this level I can beat this level in my sleep!

[Abe twitches his feelers irritably.]

No you cannot we only have one life left.

[Cheerios, who was the tallest, was holding the 'gear aloft in his little brow paws and wobbling on his hind legs.]

Rumble please! When we loose you can have a turn!

We aren't going to lose.