joel-pkmn-adventure-archive-blog
joel-pkmn-adventure-archive-blog
A DORKY SINGER
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I'm Joel. I was born in Sinnoh and eventually moved to Kalos to travel and fight the gyms and stuff. I'm back in Kalos! I'm probably not gonna be going anywhere else for a while, haha. Also I'm a singer, so some of my posts are going to be advertising my original songs as well as covers I will do. I hope you enjoy poking around my blog :) RELATIONSHIP STATUS: its complicated
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The end. Start New Game? > Yes    No
You got the good ending!
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Goodbye, PAC. It was fun.
((I never really thought I’d ever make this post, to be honest.
PAC isn’t fun like it used to be. I don’t do anything here, and I’m not gonna lie, I’ve often forgot that these blogs existed.
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Goodbye, PAC. It was fun.
((I never really thought I’d ever make this post, to be honest.
PAC isn’t fun like it used to be. I don’t do anything here, and I’m not gonna lie, I’ve often forgot that these blogs existed.
Joel isn’t back together with Kevin yet, so... I might stick around to do that in the future, and then Joel and Taylor and Roe are retired. Playing the games to document them on the blogs just stopped being fun. Taylor and Roe are never gonna finish their Hoenn nuzlockes, which is a little upsetting tbh, but that’s fine. 
Don’t worry, I’m not leaving because I’m butthurt about my blogs no longer getting attention like they used to. It was fun, really! I’ve just lost interest. I don’t regret joining PAC. Hell, if I didn’t, I don’t know if I’d be as healthy or happy or alive as I am right now. You guys probably saved my life, so thank you so much for that. 
I met so many nice people through PAC, though its a shame I don’t talk to them much.
Joel and Taylor and Roe aren't going to be forgotten completely, either. I’m going to redesign them (kinda) and throw them into my own little universe with my characters and a couple of my friends’ characters and maybe, if I feel like it, make a webcomic-ish thing out of it. 
My main blog is here if you want to follow and see what happens with them.
Thank you and goodbye, PAC. I’ll always remember this community.))
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Oh, PAC, it is good to be back :D
i suddenly
got an urge to do pac stuff
and thats why im trying to revive my blogs :’’’’’D
also, my dash is looking dead lately
could you guys recommend some more blogs for me to follow? :u)) 
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((god. Someone yell at me to get on this blog more often.))
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((I bought 130$ markers the other day))
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((look
its joels little brother))
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Marjane Satrapi, Persepolis
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The worst.
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((its been forever and a day since i touched this blog and id like to formally apologize))
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((snORTS OMG))
sweetdancingbliss replied to your post: ((god its been so long since ive drawn…
( Oh god I misread that as “hair in a pringle” and laughed. JOEEEEEEL)
((I JUST SPAT SODA EVERYWHERE THANK U))
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sweetdancingbliss replied to your post: ((god its been so long since ive drawn...
( Oh god I misread that as “hair in a pringle” and laughed. JOEEEEEEL)
((I JUST SPAT SODA EVERYWHERE THANK U))
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((god its been so long since ive drawn joel
//quietly apologizes for being hella inactive by drawing the adorable dork))
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With little warning, there came a knock on Joel’s door. However, when he opened said door, he would find there was no one there, merely a white box, containing a chocolate cake with “Happy Birthday” written in icing, and a note.
"I hope you have a happy birthday Joel. I hope this cake is okay, it’s the first thing I haven’t screwed up baking in a week. And… I’m still really sorry. I fucked up, and I’m sorry, and I don’t expect this cake to magically fix something, but I do want it to at least make your birthday enjoyable.
-Kevin”
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“Taylor, move, I gotta answer the door.”
“But this is comfortable!” Taylor whined. She was sprawled across Joel and Jada, her head in Jada's lap and feet and legs cross Joel's as Jada flipped through the TV channels. She was careful not to touch their sides, as Jada decided that for Joel's birthday she would take them to get matching tattoos. Taylor opted out of it as soon as the woman brought it up – She'd rather not have anything to do with tattoos and piercings anywhere other than her ears, yet.
Surprisingly, Joel didn't protest at all. He actually thought it was a cool idea.
The birthday boy rolled his eyes and shoved Taylor's legs off of his lap, ignoring her annoyed grumbles as he opened the door. He retrieved the box from the porch, shutting the door behind him as he read the note. He must have looked sad for a moment, because suddenly Jada was at his side.
“What's that?” She asked, hovering over his shoulder but looking at him instead of the note.
“Nothing.” Joel shoved the note into his pocket. “Just something someone sent me.”
“Okay,” She followed him into the kitchen. “Are you okay?”
“I'm fine.” He shrugged, leaving the box on the counter and pulling out his holocaster and quickly sending a text to Kevin. “Just.... go back to the living room, I'll be out in a minute.”
After his sister left, Joel just stood there for a moment, staring down at the simple “Thank you.” on the screen. He felt like he should have said more, but he didn't know what else to say. He decided to leave it at that and enjoy the cake.
“Is that cake?” Taylor asked, sitting up. “...Can I have some?”
“No.”
“Aw, why not?”
“'Cause it's mine.” Joel said stubbornly, smiling when Taylor stuck her tongue out at him like a child.
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My birthday's tomorrow :)
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Oh, my birthday's coming up soon.
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:(
joel is stupidly drunk its hilarious
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