Absol-lutelty awesome!

Banned for missing me! Hello again everyone.

He glared dismissively. His pokemon definently didn't have too many good things to think of her either. "You sure make me feel loved. What do you want to battle me for? I'll just make some long drawn out battle. If you want training, I can train. Battles aren't what I do to make my pokemon stronger. But if that's what you want..."

This video is the true meaning of me. Except replace Serena with me. And thanks to you again grass... (Damnit grass...) I'm into competitive battling.

Mega... Zangoose..???!!! (Hallelujah) YES! YES!

I'm back from OK, I have internet!

I'm back, sorry, my internet is VERY limited out here.

With a blank stare Jake had left the gym. He looked at his Houndour knowing something was different about him. He just didn't seem to be the same old young, cheery, Demon. He seemed older, more experienced. Jake thought to himself surprised, "He's getting very close to becoming a lot bigger and bonnier... I fear he's about to become a Houndoom quicker than I can fix his problems..." Brushing past some people he made his way to the lunchroom, grabbed a tray, and walked to the usual spot. Seeing Grace and Sarcus, he quietly skulked towards them, and noticed his new acquaintance, Lionel, at the table too. He quickly stated, "... Kept you waiting huh?..."

Hai guaiz! *giant explosion* :C why does this always happen? ( in the background ) How could this happen to me!? I'll be king for like the 100th time all alone.

I think I knew that already. Thanks though.

"Oh, you know. I'm just disappointed... I really thought I would've scored better for my big plan... I really think I shouldn't be gloating over it though. It's not about the grade, it's about what you bring to that grade. I'm pretty sure it was because all my pokemon lost control, especially Deino... Oh well... I'm surprised you had a perfect score though... Really unusual..." He sarcastically remarked. "The teachers ALWAYS score me badly for something. I MUST be their favorite..."

As Jake walked towards the lunchroom he looked through the gym doors and saw Max talking with some dude. He trudged over carefully avoiding other people. "Max, you did pretty good!" His gloomy eyes loomed slowly over Lionel. "Who's this?"

It's funny and I like it.

DANGIT GRASS HOW'D I GET A 75!? Murdoc... "These damn fairies are going to ruin me" Well said friend. Jory... Wow... How is she so beautiful, even filling out paperwork?" X FREAKING D

How'd he get a better score than me : p...

Mark tapped Lionel's shoulder. Don't sweat it, it's not about what's in the battle. It's what you bring to the battle... Make your own choices. Carry an emotion into battle. Be ready for anything at all. Today's friend might be tomorrow's enemy. All you can be certainly loyal to is your mission. Be prepared for anything kid. He walked off outside the gym. "Jake, try to remember your true role here..." He walked off, jake still confused.

Jake loomed around quietly and glanced at the scores. (!) "WHAT!? I GOT A 75 BUT AQUA GOT AN 85! THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE MY EXECUTION OF MY PLAN WAS ABSOLUTELY PERFECT! AND GRACE AND SARCUS DID THAT!? THIS IS NOT POSSIBLE!" Enraged with flaming hot eyes, he stormed out of the gym and pressed himself against the wall outside crossing his arms and legs, he looked down in utter disgust at his failure.

Do do doo! What's up guys! Sorry I took so long! I'd taken the long and harsh trek up to Oklahoma. DONT WORRY! I'm not starving, I made sure to get beef Jerky from Buckees on the way. I'll visit more often now, sorry for the absence! Now why would I do a happy dance again? You guys know that's not me, I'd NEVER do that... *sees Emerald is gonna die* My reaction

As Jake stuttered back into the arena he found that someone a bit too much like him take the field. His eyes twitched a bit before they were Ice cold with anger. He mumbled under his breath a bit. "The calm cool and collected trainer is supposed to be me, thank you..."

Yeah. They were kinda fun, but we need to move on badly.

His eyes flickered for a moment. "She wouldn't pass you either with skills like those! It's not about passing, it's about loyalty to the end... If you would learn that... Maybe you could be helpful during future missions.. Improve, maybe I'll spend some time with you. But now? No... You're too young... Wait until you have an emotion to carry into battle, and then you'll see." He tapped his ear and whispered. "Outside, now." Jake was extremely petrified by this voice in his head... But he had to find out what was going on. Jake walked out of the crowd as Mark had finished leaving to go outside. when he finally got outside he asked "What're you doing here? Are you the one talking inside my ears?" Mark quickly replied "Yes, do you remember the mission?" Jake was utterly confused at this point. "Mission...?" Mark tapped Jake's head "You feeling alright?" Jake remembered hitting that rock and going unconscious. "No I don't... And I have no clue of what you're saying... But if it was amnesia from the..." Mark quickly gave him his attention. "Amnesia...? No wonder... Jake, do you still have the weapons bag you received for the mission disguised as your backpack?" Jake remembered Emerald taking it from him. "Yeah but Emerald's got it..." Mark turned away quickly. "No no... It's fine. Try to remember the mission... I'll see you later..." Mark dashed off into the brush while Jake pondered on what just happened. He went back inside to watch the rest of the fights abruptly and then lost focus trying to remember this mission... What did it have to do with the weapons bag?... And mark? Jake's mentor...? He could only hope it was something good... But for now he had to focus on the matches.

(This was a double post, it was a website glitch, sorry)

I'm back after a lot of considering. You wouldn't BELIEVE the stress I endured! I did homework! Ate pasta! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT! And then... I played Metal Gear Solid! THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE! But seriously. I did actual consideration. I need to open up to you guys instead of being so hostile. Maybe Murdoc is right... Maybe I have to consider what people might feel... I am a new person. No more total prickiness. And yes Grass. You did it. You understood something I said. Mark threw the match XD. However the storyline between Jake and Mark will show you why he didn't care.

I'm tough skinned too, look at that another thing in common. I'm a prick in general. That's just who I am. Not a bully, but just a short tempered prick a lot of the time. I can't believe you think I would actually kill myself. joking about the blowing my brains out... I've considered it too but then I called myself weak and got over it. I get nagged way to much. Murdoc, I've gotten that a lot. I'm not actually mean. I just get pissed a lot over things outside forums. You don't have to put everything bluntly as you say if you don't even understand my feelings before you say I don't understand anybody else's... Think before you leap friend... I don't need clarification about the things I am. And I know exactly how you're going to reply to this. Because I know you. So please, save it. Seriously. I already know who I am. But you don't know me outside a forum. I don't know you outside here either. But if anybody knows how to read peoples feelings, it's me. And now I can see a reply from Murdoc saying "no you don't shutup." I just don't get what is wrong with me lately... I didn't get enough sleep today. I'm just gonna go real quick before we end up arguing over something else stupid. Jory. Don't parent me up over suicide. I've trained my brain to be in one state at all times. I'm stable all the time. After all those thoughts about suicide I forced them to go away. I'm sure using a figure of speech wouldn't suddenly make you angry at me over something as stupid as suicide. I see it as stupid because when i considered it, I immediately stopped. I found it pointless. And I know you're going to say. "But it is serious. You're a prick. I actually did feel to suicide." Or something like that... But that's you. And I'm me. And I can't get along with anybody it seems. So I just need to... Think. For a while... I promise I won't hurt myself or anything. I just need to stop and think. I need to stop forcing myself to not feel sympathy for anybody else for a while to stop being a prick. I know exactly what's wrong with me and everything I say but for some reason... I can't ever get any of it right. I'll be back soon as a new person. Hopefully I can sort out my ridiculous concept of controlling myself. -promise I will come back as a new person. With semi-love you bunch of rascals. Absol.

Done

I swear to god you make me want to blow my brains out sometimes.