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Topic Started: Feb 18 2007, 05:32 AM (110 Views)
Grampsy
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Grampsy awoke at 4:30am this was an unusual day not because of the time that he awoke but instead this was the essentially the day where he could become young again. As he forced himself out of bed he slid his slippers on and creeped to the wardrobe to grab his lucky cane and a bag full of clothing. His breathe shortend as he heard his wife cough in her sleep, "That was close, I cant believe i'm going to be doing this without telling her," muttering to himself, "I have been planning this day for far to long nothing can go wrong, it's all planned out."

Grampsy felt like a teenager again, sneaking out of the house at all hours of the day. He walked into the kitchen and flicked on the light, it was still dark out the sun was yet to rise. He pushed the button for the expresso machine, "The usual," he said with a chuckle, it was his own lame joke no one really understood it. Sitting down he waited patiently for the machine to finish his coffee. As he waited he looked towards the picture of him and his wife Hope, they were at a pokemon parade, something about a new town hero. Hope didnt care much for pokemon, Grampsy, however, had an interest unknown to his loving wife it was his one secret from her. Reaching for his coffee he gasped quietly cursing to himself as the expresso machine continued to pour hot water into the cup. Rising to his feet he quickly shut the machine off and shuffled towards the faucet turning on the cold water he slowly put his hand under the freezing water. "Stupid machines, I knew we should never have bought that thing, the old way of doing things are so much better."

After the machine had finished being stubborn and finally decided to let Grampsy take his coffee, the old man walked over to the small couch in the corner of the room. Glancing around he slowly put his coffee down on the coffee table and reached under the cushion for his stash. Sitting down he put his slippered feet up on the table and proceded to thumb throught the various magazines. "Ooo yea thats the stuff right there," turning to the centre fold he put the picture right up to his eyes he took a deep breathe. "Turtwig, I want one."

Grampsy could hear a door opening, damn Hope was awake, he quickly stashed the pokemon trainer magazines under the cushion and sipped at his coffee. 'Hehe she will be none the wiser,' chuckling to himself. He called out to Hope, "Good morning sunshine, you seem to be getting prettier with age." Hope laughed at Grampsy's humour, "Now I dont know if I can believe anything you say. So what are you up to today, anything new and interesting?" Grampsy took a long sip of his coffee, "Why would you say that dear?" His words didn't resemble his thought, 'She knew, how did she know.' "Just asking," Hope sat at the table and looked hard at Grampsy, "You had better be off if you want to get to the lab in time shouldn't you?" Sitting up straight he sat the coffee on the table. "How did you know?" Hope leant back in her old brown armchair chair, "womens intuition thats all it is."

"Well as long as you don't mind?" Grampsy stood up and walked towards Hope he pulled her towards him, "I will return, and I will be famous." She reached behind her and grabbed Grampsy's bag and placed it in his arms, "Go be famous, I knew I couldn't hold you here forever, you were always a stubborn old fool." Grampsy gave her a peck on the cheek and shuffled towards the front door, grabbing his cane he walked out the door looking towards the rising sun. "Goodbye Hope." He was going to be the best trainer ever, slippers and all.
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Better.
Virtually no punctuation.

The first sentence was a horror already. It is 2 sentences, combined into one. You should have stopped at the 430 am. And erm, yeah, punctuation. Really, you're problem is just punctuation. Like "I'm" "can't" and all your large letters and small letters.

The story is okay, the only unplausible part is why the old man would want to leave his wife like that D: WHY!? He's a cruel old man leaving his wife behind, -running away-. Sigh. But it's your story.

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