You know, I really don't like it when people make jokes about being my mom. Especially when they're not funny jokes. No one likes unfunny jokes. And like that wasn't bad enough, she had to kick me out in the cold? Not cool.
You know what was cool? The Pokéballs. They're actually pretty realistic, or as realistic as you can get when you're talking
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But, uh. Yeah, it's... really a Rhyhorn. Even I don't know anyone who can swing something like this. Not even me.
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I wonder if I can... jump down on it from here. Then I could ride it, right?
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Believe me, I kinda wished it was, at first.
Also, that mom lady seriously can't help it, I think there might actually be something wrong with her. It's kinda sad.
Anyway, get used to this place quick, Sparky
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What, am I stuck here?
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And yes. Indefinitely. Sucks, but... them's the breaks.
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Hey! Pick on someone your own size, big guy! [Yeah. Short teenaged girl and a ... Wooper. That was hopping in her footsteps through the snow and playing with a stick.]
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As the Rhyhorn turns himself slowly around, Marco feels like he's watching a train wreck in slow motion. This can't go well. ]
Holy crap. Holy crap, what are you, crazy?
[ He's fumbling for the Rhyhorn's Pokéball as the beast stomps his feet slowly, one at a time. ]
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Nope! I'll be fine, promise! [Snapping her fingers to catch her Wooper's attention, she pointed forward at the Rhyhorn.] Upa, get ready, it's gonna charge!
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Holy crap. [ Marco finally locates the Pokéball and messes with it for a moment, trying to sort out how to call Rhyhorn back with it. He's banging it against the tree when - ]
Holy crap!
[ The ball slips from his hand and lands on the ground below. Marco is left with no choice but to hide his face. ]
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The mockery of one's maternal figure is generally in bad taste, but I do not believe the woman you are referring to means to be malicious. She is probably tired of strange people waking up in her home.
As for your question, there is an ancient saying that may be of use. "If it looks like a Rhyhorn, walks like a Rhyhorn, and sounds like a Rhyhorn, it is probably a Rhyhorn.
Unless it is a Ditto."
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... Dude.
[ He's a little too amazed to even note the video function; he'd been wondering if it worked, but he's a wee bit distracted now. ]
Are you kidding me right now? Vulcan Raven?
... Wait. Please tell me this doesn't mean my life is a video game.
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[Raven nods solemnly, preparing himself to speak with a teenager in his native language.]
Dude, I am he. It is a rare thing to be recognized here, though.
What do you mean, video game?
[He's heard the explanation of Johto and Pokemon being some sort of game, but he gets the feeling that the young man isn't referring to that.]
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I hate to be the one to throw this at you, but... you're from a video game, man. I beat it last week.
If I'm in some kind of dimensional nexus for video games, I'm wondering if that means I'm from a video game, too. Or am I the player?
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