RE: Pokemon Tabletop RPG
09-13-2012, 09:55 AM
Raphael therefore keeps walking towards Ale Town, attempting to get over herself. She reviews the last few days in her head, before concluding that she's been shouted at, so far continued to be a failure as far as Specializing in Captures goes, and generally been awfully useless.
Oh, boo-hoo, says a suspiciously Tori-sounding voice in her head. Why don't you just curl up and die, you fucking useless sack of shit? Anything but listen to your fucking self-perjorative pity party whinefest of an internal monologue.
She bites her lip, and whimpers. Then she stops herself, mid-whimper, and begins to run through the woods, down the path, sprinting towards the town in a hopeless attempt to leave the accusing, hateful voice behind.
A treacherous tree root catches her foot. She plants her face in the ground.
She's not going to cry.
She's not going to cry not going to cry not going to cry not going to cry not going to cry
Oh, boo-hoo, says a suspiciously Tori-sounding voice in her head. Why don't you just curl up and die, you fucking useless sack of shit? Anything but listen to your fucking self-perjorative pity party whinefest of an internal monologue.
She bites her lip, and whimpers. Then she stops herself, mid-whimper, and begins to run through the woods, down the path, sprinting towards the town in a hopeless attempt to leave the accusing, hateful voice behind.
A treacherous tree root catches her foot. She plants her face in the ground.
She's not going to cry.
She's not going to cry not going to cry not going to cry not going to cry not going to cry
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