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| Topic Started: Feb 4 2007, 09:56 PM (152 Views) | |||||||||
| Pokemon Hunter | Feb 4 2007, 09:56 PM Post #1 | ||||||||
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"EEEEKKK!!! EEEKKK!!!" The alarm clock in Gabriels room screamed louder and louder as the seconds passed on. The loud noise crept into his ears as if to blow his ear drums up. Without hesitation the soon to be trainer jumped up. On an ordinary day he would've just kept on sleeping, but he didn't want to be late. Today especially since he would be picking his first pokemon soon. Running around frantically, he searched for everything he needed. He put on his clothes that he laid out neatly the night before; a black shirt and a pair of his favorite dark blue jeans. He slid on a pair of white socks and then put on his all white tennis shoes. Tying them tight, he was all done. As quickly as he could he ran into the bathroom and grabbed his toothbrush. He dabbed a large glob on the bristles and began to brush as fast as he could. Spitting and rising followed, then a gargle of the essential Listerine. Taking a comb he brushed hus dark black locks until they were neatly pushed down. Running from the bathroom he grabbed his backpack and ran out his room, slamming the door behind him. Like a speeding bullet he flew down the stairs into the kitchen where his mom was enjoying a cup of coffee. Walking toward the table, he sat down and grabbed a piece of buttered toast. She wouldn't mind, or he hoped she wouldn't... Naw, she wouldn't. He munched on the toast and looked at her. "...Well? DO you have anything for me before I leave, possible never to return again?" |
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| Metool2 | Feb 7 2007, 08:54 PM Post #2 | ||||||||
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The Rocket That Burns The Heavans Red
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His mom looked up at him, her eyebrow twitching some as she had been reading the paper, her hand still held in mid air from where she had been reaching for the piece of toast. Humming, she sighed, slowly rolling up the newspaper.... BAP!!! POW!!! WHAP!!! The newspaper struck fiercely against the back of your skull. "You dare ask me if I have anything for you!? Don't I do enough? Nooo.. I provide a roof over your head, food for you to eat, clothes to wear. And what do you want to do? Go gallavanting out in the woods taming pokemon while leaving your poor mother home alone, probably never contacting me I bet...." She ranted as she snatched the toast back and sat, eating. "I left your things in a bag by the door.." She grumbled. Inside the bag was 2000Z, x3 and a poketech.
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| Pokemon Hunter | Feb 8 2007, 06:11 PM Post #3 | ||||||||
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Gabriel barely reacted to the slap on the head. It was evident by his mother's reactions that this wasn't the first time she let her emotions get the best of her. "Oh mom, don't speak such nonsense. You know what, you're silly. Really silly." Smiling, he walked to the door, grabbed his stuff and headed out on his way. "Crazy..." |
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and a poketech.
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