RE: Pokemon Tabletop RPG
08-15-2012, 01:04 PM
Nat levels on up; another point to SPD. Tori is still busy running on adrenaline to do anything immediately.
"What," is her eventual exclamation, followed in reasonable succession by "the flying fuck."
This is sufficiently freaky to throw her for a loop, if only because she can't hear or see any of the others and she's in a fucking graveyard when the fuck did this happen.
Tori glances behind her at the door, looks to Natalie a bit helplessly, and doesn't receive any words of wisdom from there either.
"Uh, hello?"
No response. Presumably.
"Do you guys, uh, mind if I just take this?" Tori motions down at the badge and the cashbucks, then rather cautiously crouches down and scoops them up. Unsure whether or not she's going to get the shit haunted out of her in short order, she stands again and looks to Natalie.
"Um, thanks. I don't know about you, but I'm preeeetty fucking weirded out right now."
Tori glances over her shoulder at the tombstone; makes a note of the name. Huh. Dude died young, whoever he was. She makes her way toward the way out, still in a cognitive disconnect from coming crashing down from a shitty mood.
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"What," is her eventual exclamation, followed in reasonable succession by "the flying fuck."
This is sufficiently freaky to throw her for a loop, if only because she can't hear or see any of the others and she's in a fucking graveyard when the fuck did this happen.
Tori glances behind her at the door, looks to Natalie a bit helplessly, and doesn't receive any words of wisdom from there either.
"Uh, hello?"
No response. Presumably.
"Do you guys, uh, mind if I just take this?" Tori motions down at the badge and the cashbucks, then rather cautiously crouches down and scoops them up. Unsure whether or not she's going to get the shit haunted out of her in short order, she stands again and looks to Natalie.
"Um, thanks. I don't know about you, but I'm preeeetty fucking weirded out right now."
Tori glances over her shoulder at the tombstone; makes a note of the name. Huh. Dude died young, whoever he was. She makes her way toward the way out, still in a cognitive disconnect from coming crashing down from a shitty mood.
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