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Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: The Return(OOC)


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You mean KHBBS? KHIII isnt out yet (though I wish it was)

Vanitas was able to control the unversed, and he created a good number of them, but context implies that they have been around before that; they just havent been a major problem/threat (like heartless)

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Oh. nevermind then for Absol's group.

Anyways, Seacrest has been updated. I'll get around to taking over Ark's former character too.

And my fellow member's of Tempest... Why don't I give us a bit of motivation to get through that mountain, eh? B) So hurry up and get those supplies stowed away.

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only you can answer that Grass.

and Snap, you could just find an escape orb and exit back to town using it if you want... might as well balance out Seacrest since Ark has resigned. Speaking of which, Where's kenny?

and I haven't seen a post from PWB in a long while now either.

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Actually, I only use the term "Rogue" on here to describe Teams that have no official affiliation to any castle at all, whether they be Rescue or Exploration, but instead operate of their own accord and are sustained off their own resources and own funding. So technically, you're not a rogue... sorry absol.

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Why? He trashed a whole stack of papers on my desk. Why? he was cleaning my desk as a favor.

Why? " My room " is my grandpa's room. It looks like a dumpster, tbh. My grandpa drives me insane. Daily. Because he's always either talking rubbish and cussing out his doctors for making him sicker and sicker. Or playing extremely loud (volume turned all the way up) chinese songs. And I cant get him to stop. Homework that would usually take me 20 minutes to do takes me all afternoon, and sometimes into the night. And on top of that, Im a very creative person, and a math geek. My desk is covered in piles of papers comtaining sketches, concept art, designs, drafts, math calculations, etc. And those are very important to me. Its like the pieces of a puzzle; they dont go together right when one piece is missing. I run through a pack of 200 sheets of paper in a month. Literally. And my grandpa? Everything has to be in a drawer, a bag, a folder, SOMETHING. Nothing can be out in the open, the way i like it. So every few days, he cleans my desk. And gets yelled at by my enitre family because of it. Why? he always ends up losing some of my stuff, or organizing it so complicated that I cant find it. Well, I have probably thousands of papers on my desk, so I cant ask him for a specific paper, or any specific thing because I doubt the fact that he can tell the difference between a butterfly and a angel. Orcthe difference between math hiomework and all the game formulas I took so long to figure out. Im in the top players on over half of the games I play for a reason. Why? I spend hours calculating every mathematical formula possible. In fact, i even have the capture rate and damage formulas memorized in Pokemon.

So yeah, all those papers that have been stacking up on my desk, all that work, completely gone. Including two essays I wrote yesterday for homework, some code I wrote for a game Im making, and a whole lot of concept art. And a 12 page halloween story that i wrote for writing class. And the 18 page packet for my SAT prep class. Every single paper. Gone.

And my mom made some chicken for lunch today. My parents dont recycle, no matter how much I bug em to. Meaning, all those papers are in the trash, along with chicken guts. Yes, my mom buys live chicken and kills it before she cooks it. She says it tastes better. Never had meat that wasnt killed in the same day it was cooked in, so I dunno. And even though Im the one who usually guts the chicken, I dont want to fish through chicken guts and vegetable peels for my papers.

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Oh, and not to mention he's been doing that for as long as I can remember. And no matter how many times I tell him that my desk is my private stuff, he never stops. No matter how many times my mom yells at him. Even the fact that my mom and i rented a place doesnt help. why? I don't spend any time ther. My grandma cant live on her own, so we have to stay with her. Meaning I stay with grandpa. My room is now my mom's office. I now sleep with my mom. Meaning my desk has to go somewhere. And the next biggest room is grandpas. Ugh.

And in case youre wondering how I fractured my grandpa's arm, I punched him. And also guess what? My mom decided that she's not paying for that. Why? My mom offered him free insurance that came with her company's perks, and he refused it. Said he didnt need insurance, he was healthy enough. Me: ... uh, why are you always complaining on how sick you are and how all the doctors are shitty and arent as good as you are? ( my gramp's a doctor, thought he could help himself, uh, no. ) He said he could just prescribe himself medicine. Nope.

Oh, and he also kept trying to make the excuse that he didnt touch my stuff, didnt even come within a ten feet distance from it. Um, the room isnt even that wide. And my grandma cant come up the stairs, and my mom's too busy to clean. No. dont believe you. And he also claimed to have cleaned my desk. Nope.

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Oh boy... Alright I'll solve this quickly.

You're mad, I'm mad, let's make a compromise to solve this.

You broke this old man's arm, he ruined your things and lost all of your passionate work. I understand you. The difference is, from what I know I've only broken 2 noses. If I were you, I would've gone outside to do homework to avoid torture from his "Ching Chang Chong" album. I always find a way, whether it's just outside, or in a secret place you go to. By now I would've broke this guys arm in half -.-.

Anyways, it's time to make a plan.

1. Find many hiding places by scouting your home.

2. Consider all possibilities. Rain days=inside, clear=outside etc.

3. Always hide them VERY well to ensure it isn't found.

4. What, you think I don't do this all the time?

Some thoughts, drainage pipe on a clear day, or maybe in a cabinet behind pots and pans on a rainy one. And have MANY, hiding places considered. You'll thank me later for that. A real beauty is to hide papers inside cracks in walls, or place many papers in many places, but have a key to them all. Whatever floats your boat, Grassy. I prefer using hiding spaces for very specific things, such as rare "shinies" (gold rings etc I find) inside a safe hidden perfectly in my closet. It's all up to you, use that creativeness as your weapon to keep mr. Grandpa away, hide well, and always remember.

I would probably do the exact same thing as you did xD.

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