Jirachi & Arra

RP with me and Arra

I walked in to a dim-lit room with mahogany chairs scattered around. It looked as if a bunch of kindergarten kids had played musical chairs and then started wrestling. "Wow." I said, amazed at what the room's first impression gave. I saw a box laying on the table. I walked over to it. The wooden floor made subtle creaks. Eeeerrrrrr, eeeeerrrr. The floor made the sound of a banshee. I finally got to the box and pried the lid open with a crowbar I coincidentally had in my pant leg. The aroma of cookies slowly rose out of the square prison. I picked one up and examined it. I took a bite out of it. Immediately in response, I spit it out. Oatmeal cookies.

Arra wrote:

I walked in to a dim-lit room with mahogany chairs scattered around. It looked as if a bunch of kindergarten kids had played musical chairs and then started wrestling. "Wow." I said, amazed at what the room's first impression gave. I saw a box laying on the table. I walked over to it. The wooden floor made subtle creaks. Eeeerrrrrr, eeeeerrrr. The floor made the sound of a banshee. I finally got to the box and pried the lid open with a crowbar I coincidentally had in my pant leg. The aroma of cookies slowly rose out of the square prison. I picked one up and examined it. I took a bite out of it. Immediately in response, I spit it out. Oatmeal cookies.

Sorry to interupt, but this is for pokemon role playing

Infernhawk wrote:

Arra wrote:

I walked in to a dim-lit room with mahogany chairs scattered around. It looked as if a bunch of kindergarten kids had played musical chairs and then started wrestling. "Wow." I said, amazed at what the room's first impression gave. I saw a box laying on the table. I walked over to it. The wooden floor made subtle creaks. Eeeerrrrrr, eeeeerrrr. The floor made the sound of a banshee. I finally got to the box and pried the lid open with a crowbar I coincidentally had in my pant leg. The aroma of cookies slowly rose out of the square prison. I picked one up and examined it. I took a bite out of it. Immediately in response, I spit it out. Oatmeal cookies.

Sorry to interupt, but this is for pokemon role playing

First post doesn't always have to involve a pokemon in it. I'll put a pokemon in to it in a bit, alright?

Oh ok thats fine im sorry.

Haha. So... now those posts can be disregarded.

Mhm. I was just checking.

Continue your rp.

As I walked into the room, same room Arra was in, I saw that he had a Pokewalker on his belt. Before asking for his name or anything, the first thing I asked, very rudely.
"Do you like pokemon?"

Startled, I turned around to the person that had asked such a question. "Yes, yes I do. Do you like oatmeal cookies?" I tried to touché his question. At quite a rate, I had. I grabbed a pokeball off my belt and pressed the button. The ball opened and out popped a Dewott.
"This is my Dewott. His actual name is Samurott because I enjoy having an early stage pokemon having its final stage's name." I tried my best to explain it in a good way, but only seemed like a train wreck.

"Uhh, okay then. Well anyway, Do you battle? If you do would you battle my Pokemon?"
-Sends out Suicune-
"I've trained this Suicune well. EVs and everything"

My eyes widened in surprise. "Er, I wouldn't really expect Samurott to beat such a pokemon as Suicune." I began to laugh at this situation. "Oh what to do?"

"My Suicune is very well trained. But do not understand your own Pokemon, no matter how the situation may look. I've learned this from the best. That's why my Suicune looks bigger than others."

Arra was a little relieved. Not sure of what, but relieved. "Don't you think this just a bit too small of a room to have a pokemon battle?" I asked, curiously.