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Post by Deleted on Jul 6, 2017 4:04:17 GMT
 Avery couldn’t lie – this new Pokemon thing was actually pretty damn cool. Jo wasn’t the most badass fighter, certainly – even if he’d done okay in their first battle, he seemed hesitant to commit – but the Houndour was a cool little dude nevertheless, even if he wasn’t the strongest. And Avery was excited to see his team grow, even if half of it seemed to be made up on indeterminable eggs at the moment. Sometimes, however, you just wanted to have a nice, easy day off. And Avery’s nice, easy days off typically involved giving himself a heart attack by replaying his old favorite horror games. One could call him nostalgic, but it felt good to be crammed in front of the tiny, shitty television in Mike’s living room again, just like the good old days. He’d managed to dig the old system out from gods only knew where – ”Shit, dude, this has Silent Hill TWO on it--!” – and had eagerly hooked it up. Something in the back of his mind told him he should probably be more productive, but killing a bunch of deformed nurses and dealing with Pyramid Head sounded far more appealing in Avery’s mind. ”C’mon, dude! It can’t take you that long to grab a beer!” he called, fingers impatiently wiggling well-worn joysticks. His gaze shifted to the Houndour curled dutifully around the myriad of eggs Avery had somehow amassed – a soft cream-and-blue colored egg, a bolder green-and-red egg, a vivid blue egg, and an egg that seemed too strange for Avery to even really describe. The canine wasn’t exactly thrilled at the prospect of hearing ‘scary games’ – if you could call Silent Hill 2 scary – but it was nice to relax and just allow his natural body heat to seep into the eggs. ((298 words! gonna try to keep these ~300 words personally to speed it up a bit/practice not rambling so much, pffpfpf! Egg thread for mareep, natu, totodile, and mystery egg! Post 1/10 for mystery egg! )) MADE BY VEL OF GS AND ADOXOGRAPHY 2.0 |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 6, 2017 17:25:08 GMT
 Admittedly, Mike might have forgotten what he was sent into the kitchen to do. He was staring, one hand absently on his stomach, into the narrow, poorly-stocked pantry. He wanted some goddamn funyuns. Why didn't grocery stores deliver, again? "Yeah, yeah, jeez."
He snagged the cardboard carton, four glass bottles of stout clinking as he dragged it out of the fridge. The trip back to his tiny "living room" from his even tinier kitchen was rote memory at this point, and he blindly dropped the beers onto the coffee table. "Think we should get a pizza?"
This all felt so -- so normal. So right. Some of the bitterness eased up around his heart for a moment, and he fell onto the couch beside Avery. It was almost like they were back in that summer between junior and senior year of highschool, before either of them were trainers, before Mike realized that Avery maybe didn't care about him as much as Mike did. He wrestled one bottle open with a fork, too lazy to get back up and find the bottle opener, and glanced down at their collection of eggs. Avery had him beat, there, and he chuckled. "The fuck are we gonna' do when these all hatch? I don't even know what's in that red one."
Kickstart, meanwhile, found himself a set inches in front of the TV. His long ears perked straight upwards, blocking very bottom of the screen, and his tail thumped in an excited wag against the floor. < I'll tell you what's happening, > he reassured Cujo. < And don't worry, I'm really, really brave. >
Mike snorted. words 268 tag @invert
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Post by Deleted on Jul 7, 2017 8:22:35 GMT
He snorted at Mike’s response, gaze still focused upon the screen as his friend finally returned, beers in hand. The same usual shit he drank – shit that Avery always criticized, though he honestly didn’t mind it half as much as he let on. It was just one of those teasing little things he liked to say to ruffle Mike’s hair a bit. ”Only if we get cheesy breadsticks too,” he replied without missing a beat, relaxing and leaning back into the lumpy couch as Mike fell in beside him. It was like a blast from the past of sorts, as though the past three or four years hadn’t even really been a thing. A simpler time before half of the bullshit had gone wrong. His thumbs shifted almost unconsciously over the controller as he picked his difficulties – ‘hard’ for both action and riddle difficulty, of course, because he was a pro – and he watched Mike fight to open a bottle with a fork. His gaze shifted to the three remaining beers, and he deliberated for a moment before dismissing the idea of wrestling one open himself. Knowing his luck, he’d stab himself with the fork, and then he’d be fucked. ”We’re gonna have to invest in a shitload of Pokemon food, but I dunno aside from that,” came the honest reply. ”And I’m not sure, either – probably something that’ll eat your face, dude.”Cujo stirred from his egg guarding, floppy ears perking up a bit at Kickstart’s words. He looked a bit hesitant, as though he wasn’t entirely sure he wanted to know what was going on. +I-if you’re sure…+ he mumbled noncommittally, shifting a little closer to the Eevee despite his misgivings. Curiosity was a powerful thing, after all. ”… Y’know, if I had a dollar for every horror game that had you start out in some creepy fuckin’ bathroom…” Avery squinted at the rust-covered walls on the tiny TV screen, unable to help a snort of his own. He supposed Silent Hill might have invented that tendency, to be fair. ((342 words. egg thread for mareep, natu, totodile, and mystery egg! 2/10 posts for mystery egg! )) MADE BY VEL OF GS AND ADOXOGRAPHY 2.0 |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2017 15:09:51 GMT
Mike took a long, deep draw from his bottle and slammed it back down on the coffee table. "Of course we're gonna' get cheesy breadsticks, who the fuck do you think I am?"
Kickstart turned to look over his shoulder, ears flopping as he tried to look back at Mike without moving from in front of the screen. < I want some! >"Totally, my dude, you gotta' get big and strong. On pizza and breadsticks."
Kickstart seemed pleased with this response, and turned back to the screen. When the intro started to play, he reared up on his hind legs, paws pressed against the bottom of the old TV. "Hey."
Kickstart sniffed at the image of James Sunderland as Avery piloted him in loose circles around the admittedly disgusting bathroom. < Who's he looking for? Who's that? >Mike shrugged, trying and failing to keep the grin off his face. "I dunno', you're gonna' have to watch and find out."
Mike tilted his head to the side, watching Avery play in silence for a short moment. "For real, though, I'm probably going to have to buy some seriously weird specialty food. I don't think fish like the kibble Killer used to eat, you know? I gotta' like," he shrugged again, glancing sideways at his friend, "Go to the library or something. Gotta' research."words 220 tag @invert
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Post by Deleted on Jul 12, 2017 19:29:16 GMT
”Fuck yeah. You’re the best, dude.” Avery flashed a wider grin – it was hard not to get excited about the prospect of cheesy breadsticks. Even Jo seemed to perk up a bit at the mention of food, and, not to be outdone by his best friend, Avery whistled softly to get the dog’s attention. ”You can have some too, Jo. They’ll change your life, I promise.” The Houndour seemed content with that, resting his head upon his paws and angling his ears back towards the television. +I think he’s looking for Mary – whoever ‘he’ is.+ The dog commented, one ear twitching lazily. Avery watched James Sunderland wander aimlessly around the restroom for a couple more moments before exiting the room, dragging his attention away from the cutscene – and the Eevee blocking the bottom half of the screen – to quirk a brow at Mike. ”Shit – you’re probably right. I’m gonna need to invest in more food once all those eggs hatch, I bet.” He wasn’t even sure what was in half of them, but he doubted they’d all be into the idea of dog chow. Mike’s last comment drew a snicker from his lips, and he shot his friend a look, a smug little grin stretching across his face. ”I don’t even think you know how libraries work, Mike. Sure you won’t get lost in there?”((225 words )) MADE BY VEL OF GS AND ADOXOGRAPHY 2.0 |
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