RE: Rocket-propelled Pokemon Tabletop
08-01-2012, 11:13 AM
Jack telekinetically lifts Dirty Harry by a foot. Dirty Harry is unimpressed, and kicks frantically to be let down.
The skipper seems even less impressed with happenings than the Scraggy, but Sergio's Natural Fucking 20 CHA Check (seriously, what the dicks) stops him taking it out on the Ranger. He glances between Sergio and the docile Corphish, more bemused by Sergio's ignorance than exasperated.
"You don't understand, but is not your fault."
He rips "Rodriguez" from Nada's hands, tossing it into the water. "You," he growls, "on the balcony. Stay there until we arrive. Do not touch anything."
The skipper catches the deckhand's eye, and tosses a glance at the mess. That done, he stomps back into his cabin, lights up another cigar, and coaxes the engine back to life. Sergio's about to ask clarification, but is pre-empted by an exhalation of smoke.
"Those fish are no good. If I sold such fish in market, with no recovery from dogfights with trainers, I would be laughed out of town."
Another huff of smoke. "I am a reputable fisherman. A Ranger like yourself should understand, I have only respect for the ocean's creatures."
He leans upon the steering wheel; stares through the salt-spattered windshield in the direction of Aroa for a while before affixing Sergio with a magnificent glare.
"I still expect reparations for my cage. Most of my catch may not need to be held in such a manner, but the crabs are a different matter."
peace to the unsung peace to the martyrs | i'm johnny rotten appleseed
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow
clouds is shaky love | broke as hell but i got a bunch of ringtones
eyes blood red bruise aubergine | Sue took something now Sue doesn't sleep | saint average, day in the life of
woke up in the noon smelling doom and death | out the house, great outdoors
staying warm in arctic blizzard | that's my battle 'til I get inanimate | still up in the same clothes living like a gameshow