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Finally, a happy broterthread? nahhhh
Who: Bulba, Char
What: A LONG, LONG TIME AGO. Some awesome kid caught a Charmeleon. This is a totally awesome mixed log about that totally awesome time.
Where: Rock Tunnel, Kanto
When: Like. EIGHT YEARS AGO OR SOMETHING.
Warnings: Even as a shota Char was probably a potty-mouth. 8(
Kerosene had grown used to the wild lifestyle. He'd worked out a nice little system. Wait for some trainer to stumble by, then leap outta the grass. Pound their team into the ground -- everyone on Route 10 was a total pushover -- then swipe their chow while they were defenseless. That was how he'd figured things were gonna go this time around, too. Some kid with a dopey little Bulbasaur was no match for him.
The one thing Kerosene hadn't been counting on was pure dumb luck. Next thing he knew, there was a pokeball flying at his face. And now, here he was. Sitting on his ass in the middle of Rock Tunnel, playing flashlight for some ten-year-old. The guy was definitely trusting, if nothing else -- no sooner had they picked a spot to make camp and scrounge up some dinner than the dude was going to sleep. Without even bothering to put his new Charmeleon back into the pokeball. He was probably just banking on that tail flame to stave off the cold and the wild Pokemon, without even considering that maybe said Charmeleon didn't particularly feel like sticking around.
Kerosene cast another glance over to Green's sleeping back. What an idiot. Kerosene was so outta here.
...Just as soon as he finished the chow that had been left out for him. He was hungry, after all, and there was no sense in wasting a free meal.
What: A LONG, LONG TIME AGO. Some awesome kid caught a Charmeleon. This is a totally awesome mixed log about that totally awesome time.
Where: Rock Tunnel, Kanto
When: Like. EIGHT YEARS AGO OR SOMETHING.
Warnings: Even as a shota Char was probably a potty-mouth. 8(

The one thing Kerosene hadn't been counting on was pure dumb luck. Next thing he knew, there was a pokeball flying at his face. And now, here he was. Sitting on his ass in the middle of Rock Tunnel, playing flashlight for some ten-year-old. The guy was definitely trusting, if nothing else -- no sooner had they picked a spot to make camp and scrounge up some dinner than the dude was going to sleep. Without even bothering to put his new Charmeleon back into the pokeball. He was probably just banking on that tail flame to stave off the cold and the wild Pokemon, without even considering that maybe said Charmeleon didn't particularly feel like sticking around.
Kerosene cast another glance over to Green's sleeping back. What an idiot. Kerosene was so outta here.
...Just as soon as he finished the chow that had been left out for him. He was hungry, after all, and there was no sense in wasting a free meal.