Post by spectre on Jul 2, 2018 14:04:40 GMT
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kick it out
EVERYBODY WANT THE KEY AND THE SECRET TO RAP IMMORTALITY LIKE I HAVE GOT WELL, TO BE TRUTHFUL THE BLUEPRINT'S SIMPLY RAGE AND YOUTHFUL EXUBERANCE EVERYBODY LOVES TO ROOT FOR A NUISANCE HIT THE EARTH LIKE AN ASTEROID, DID NOTHING BUT SHOOT FOR THE MOON SINCE
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Kaleo watched as Varland was once again absolutely burned to the ground by his own Pokemon, finding himself feeling amused once again at the contrast between the excited Litwick and Varland's sobriety at it all. Well, if all else failed, he could probably try to figure out how to use the camera himself and give Prima her own reality show as she'd wanted. They had the makings of a decent comedy duo just trying to figure out what their plan of attack was, if nothing else.
He'd figured he'd just leave them to it, save for his own intervention on the matter of mysterious disguises for his mysterious personage - after all, it was their part, it would have more effect if they called the shots for it - but when Varland suggested trading the hat between them, he'd shaken his head.
"You can have it if ya want. S'not like I don't got no other hat." He shrugged a little."I only bought this one 'cause my manager was on me 'bout not havin' branding on my stuff. Ain't no cooties in it or nothin', if that's what you're worried 'bout."
{'Cooties'?} Hibi asked in a tone that suggested he might be raising his eyebrows, if he'd had any. Kaleo glanced down towards him again.
"Yeah, you know. Like, the tiny lil' bugs that make ya head itchy." He pinched his thumb and index fingers together on both hands, as though trying to emphasize the size.
{Pokerus?...}
"Is that what they're called?.." Kaleo frowned, tilting his head a bit as he considered this new information. "..well, whatever. Don't got 'em. S'all good." He turned back towards Varland. "Though if ya wanted to do, like, one of them Oh-Oh-Tee-Dees and just buy a bunch of hats and swap 'em constantly, you could go f'that look too. Keep 'em guessin'." A grin. "Just remember, you're carryin' 'em, not me."
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PHARAOH LEAP.
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