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skullpunk:

As much as he was loathe to admit it, the sight of the Turtonator threw him off his game a bit. It was his first time encountering one this close - they might have been native to Akala, but the fuckers were still stupid rare, weren’t they? Only collectors n’ shit tended to have stuff like that. People with money. Broke ass as this fucker looked, that further justified that Grunt picked a good mark to bother in terms of reward. 

“You think you can threaten me with pasta, yo?”

He rolled his shoulders in a dismissive shrug as he looked the fire type in the eye, making it clear that he wasn’t havin’ none o’ that. Turtonator’s prime directive of attack was either physically with it’s shell or through the use of it’s nostrils, wasn’t it? The old man was pretty tall himself - trying to attack over his head or shoulder would be a fool ass move if he’d ever seen one. They’d have to reposition before an actual fight would happen. Grunt stood his ground. 

“Man, I’ll put you in the pasta and… uh, broil you or somethin’. Al-denty. I’m a good cook!”

Pause. Rewind. What the fuck kind of whack ass shit was he saying there? I’ll put you in the pasta??! Dude, come on. 

“…Wait, shit, that was, like, a super lame threat. Can I get a remix on that?”

He gave a wheezy laugh that whistled outta the chip in his front tooth. Shit, man, this kid was dumb as rocks. Faster than any sorta words he could actually think t’spew out, he’d already went and done said it — no rhyme or revision or any’a that shit. For shame, little grunty dude. For shame.

“Yeah, fine, how about that. Ya’ll broil me real good’r some shit. But how ‘bout I boil ya first, ah kid? Tort’s real good at usin’ his Explosion t’cook damn near everything near a sixty-foot radius. You’re lookin’ at ‘bout. Mm. Two. Two feet.”

“And ya might be askin’ yerself. ‘Ey. Dumbass. Ya’ll blow yer own damn ass up six ways t’Sunday.’ Like I give a shit. All my Pokemon pack Explosion on them and I don’t give near half a shit if they take me w’em. No better way t’go.”

So he gave his sloppy little sideways grin and looked the grunt right in his little grunty eyes. “So yeah. I’m gonna threaten ya with pasta. He’s damn about the worst tastin’ pasta ya’ll ever get a spoonful of. So ya better start runnin’ ‘fore Mama cooks ya up a nasty one.”

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@skullpunk

He heard about these goons tryin’a harass the likes of anything that moves ( don’t just take it from him; he’d damn well heard the reports and seen those suckers decide that a bus stop was worth throwing a few gang signs at ) but did he expect them to be stupid enough — like, plain idiotic enough — to try and throw sass his way?

Some six-foot-three smelly guy with messy hair and a few spots on his moustache missing like he had any amount of his shit together? 

Okay, maybe sure, Izzy himself didn’t look all that threatening — despite him looking threatening in the strange sorta way that he might tell ya backyard stories that his pappy used to say till your ear falls off. But then again, the guy was just about as tall as him, so it’s not like Izzy’s size could make much of a difference past the fact that his wheezy laugh and overall-disheveled appearance made it look like some poor homeless guy he was gonna harass. So maybe not him, but what about good ol’ Turt, looking behind him to meet the grunt in the eye?

He turned to the blue-headed whatever-this-guy-was with a low scowl that turned into that cheeky, weird smile he’s known for, his hands on his hips. “Hey, bud. Why don’t ya do me a favor and mosey yer way on over some other side before I have good ol’ Tortellini blow yer ass int’a next week, ah?”

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So here was this fucker, walkin’ around like he didn’t know shit. What day it was. Who he was. Where he was. Like what in the shit was this guy doing here, walking outside onto a public beach like some sorta Pirates of the Caribbean shit where all those undead pirates decided they wanted to walk their asses into the sea.

Who was this guy. Why was this guy. What the fuck was he doing. Izzy just observed the man with a cigarette resting between his teeth, watching from a palm tree who happened to be his Exeggutor. He looked up to him. “Hey, Beatdown, ya wanna see how close ya can get t’the guy without him noticing?”

And Beatdown looked to him with one of his, like, three heads in a devious grin, and he shuffled out from Izzy’s lean to approach the guy. Every time he or his Raichu turned, the Exeggutor settled stiff-still.

Maybe he’d think he’s hallucinating. A fuckin’ tree moving on its own. Wouldn’t that be hilarious.

After a long day of Pokemon Battles, the man stepped outside his gym and walked to the nearest beach. His Raichu following closely behind.

During his walked, Surge was mainly silent. He couldn’t pinpoint the problem, but something just didn’t seem right. He thought maybe he overworked himself, but that couldn’t be it. He was an active man. Heck he’s a retired Unovan Army Lieutenant. But still, that didn’t explain why he was feeling lost.

Once on the beach, he took off his boots and sat them by the street. He walked barefoot towards the water. Surge let out a small sigh as he sat in the warm sand, with his feet in the water.

“Why do I feel so out of it?” He softly asked Raichu, as it say next to him. Surge looked straight ahead, at the setting sun, and let out another sigh.

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He’d heard about this Team Skull for a while now, not that he heard anything in particular worth noting. He’d seen them around — bumbling, idiot little tools that did hardly anything in the way of success. They only seemed to be a minor nuisance, no hot shit or anything.

Now he found, by the by, that the team had fallen apart all too quickly, lead by some guy with a bug obsession who didn’t know which way his hair wanted to go. Not that Izzy was one to talk. His team didn’t exactly make it far anyway — not as though he had nothing to do with that. With the rate they were going, he was glad to see it burned to the ground like it did.

Ain’t nobody ever gonna cross him again.

So he found himself skulking up to the guy with the black-and-white hair lookin’ like an Addam’s family reject, letting his low, raspy voice catch his attention. “So, ya must’a been one’a them Skull punks I heard a lotta ‘bout, huh? Tell me how that worked out for ya.” Ezekiel jeered with two fingers on his cigarette, and a wheezy little laugh. 

“I heard y’all folks got real famous for doin’ just about jack shit nothin’. Whadd’ever happened’a them, huh?”

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ooc. | starter call

heyooOOOOoooo fam whassup!! i’m gonna post an open in just a second but for those of you who don’t know me, my name’s Ji-Ji!! i’ve been in the rp community for a little over a year now, and i’m really happy to be here!

viale royale looks like a really cute and sweet group so i’m gonna do the best i can to promo it and support it!

that being said, i know that izzy’s backstory can be a little heavy ( a lot heavy, really ) so if you guys ever want clarification without reading it, that’s fine!! ur perfectly free to IM me on tumblr or DM me on discord!

SO that being said, i’ll do a starter call that caps at 3 for right now; i have a few other muses in another group so i can’t do too much unfortunately fljaslfjl but i’ll do my best with him!

hope u guys all have a good day even if i don’t know u love u ok i have a personal thing below if u wanna read but u don’t gotta ok

EDIT: ok nvm i guess i DON’T have an open cuz i deleted it like a goddamn fool fjlskdjfalkfja make that a starter call of 4 so SMASH that mf like button if u wanna thread w this goddamn fuckin Mess of a human being

HEY SO if u don’t know me i have a knack for being the Vent Friend and i’ve been told i’m a good listener so i’ll be in the discord chat in a bit but if ur EVER have a bad day and need to talk u can either dm me here, or on my personal @ wishmaker7 ( prolly better on my personal cuz i have it all the time ) OR on my discord @ WishMaker7 #2509 ok i mean like deadass even at 3 am u can vent to me

i can’t guarantee i’ll be on all the time?? i’m on like 85% of the time besides work and school ( and i’m writing this from work cuz my work allows computer access and tumblr for some reason fajs;lfksaj ) SO ur totally free to vent to me whenever about the nonsense going on w ur life or even if u just wanna throw urself in like JIJI HEYO WHASSUP i’ll be totally down for that

just gimme a second when u first reach out to me to gather if i’ll like be on or not but i promise i won’t leave u hanging

OK ALRIGHT NOICE thanks for reading like i said even if i don’t know u i love u all ok i hope u guys have a great day and if u read this i give a special heart for u

THANKS i love u bye

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