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no_ufo_ending) wrote2010-02-26 08:24 am
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Call Henry's Poke"gear!

Hi there! Wanna thread but don't have time/want to set up a whole post for it?
Does your character just wanna call and shoot the breeze? LET'S DO IT.
Just use the COMMENT and MESSAGE threads below!
[Psst, if you need OOC contact, try here!]
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Are you absolutely sure? Because we would understand. We can always play another game if--
[Cheerios shoves a paw against the Venonat's mouth.]
Ssshhhhhh, Abe! I have to listen! And lay off, Scar's cool! Aren't you? That's your new nickname by the way!
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SCAR... I like it. Sounds mysterious!
[Squinting her eyes, she mushes her cheeks up.]
Mysteeeerious.
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Okay, Scar! Which room should we look into next?
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Hmm...
Check the kitchen and see if my homegirl Sandy is in there mixin' up some snack magic!
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The party room! THE PARTY ROOM.
Relaaaaax. Scar's got this game.
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But I need Trainer for that.
[... Well, now we know why she's been putting on so much weight. Heather take care of your Pokemon better.]
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[He turns the 'gear slightly. Suddenly, one of the animatronics pops up, filling the screen with static. Abe lets out a loud squeak of terror and rolls backwards.]
You've killed us, Scarlet! We're dead! DEAD!
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Maybe instead of a spoon, there could be a peanut butter reservoir that shoots out globs of peanut butter that you can catch in your mou-- WAO!
[She springs backwards, legs stiff as poles and tail standing straight up, the little red tuft at the end poofing out into a pom-pom.]
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[The little party pooper Venonat toddles away to settle down by Trainer's head where he slept and draw his little limbs and antenne into his body so that he looks like an upset Koosh Ball.]
[Cheerios watches after him before shaking his head and turns back to face Scarlet.]
Don't worry about him! Wanna go again?
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[8c OH WELL.]
[She turns back to Cheerios, trying to perk back up.]
Okay! We'll get it right THIS time.
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YEAH!
[The game returns and the Leafeon hunkers close to the gear. At the cub's every command he swaps the cameras, checks the lights, shuts the doors.]
We're gonna make it...we're gonna do it, we're gonna do it!
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