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[bestsweater]

[There is a giant, living boulder...thing on campus. It's snake-like in appearance and is just kind of milling about, sticking its giant rock nose into bushes, peering into second-story windows, leaving the campus lawn all torn up in its wake. Hey man, you can't be a massive stone-serpent and not leave a some kind of trail. It's around various places all day, and very clearly seems to be giving the place a once-over.

One might easily ignore the young man that accompanies this gargantuan creature (or is it the other way around?) if not for the fact that he is wearing an obnoxious shade of bright orange. Still, it might take you a few moments to notice him, given the sheer size of his rock-like companion. He carries a backpack, and a map which he refers to every so often.

What is most interesting about this duo, perhaps, is the fact that they seem to be actively conversing, albeit in different languages. Occasionally this mysterious arrival hitches a ride on his stony friend along their self-guided tour. It's obvious that they're evaluating the school with a sort of non-verbal running commentary, perhaps looking for a familiar face or two.

>>FIGHT
>>PkMn
>>ITEM
>>RUN

THE CHOICE IS YOURS.]

Comments

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

Uh... you got me. Never fed him berries before.

::your foot it is so tasty::

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

Usually Pokemon prefer certain kinds of berries.

I mostly have spicy ones for Onix. [HE HANDS OVER ONE OF SAID SPICY BERRIES. But only because those are the ones he has the most of. Onix looks displeased.]

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

::Slowpoke looks at the berry for several seconds::

::Look::

::Look::

::Look::

::he gums Brock's entire hand::

I guess he likes it?

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

Looks that way.

[Eeeeeew Slowpoke drool. Will Brock ever be able to extract his hand!?]

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

::gum gum gum gum gum::

::gum::

::swallow::

::Slowpoke sticks the tip of his tail (it secretes a sweet substance!) into Brock's mouth::

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[Brock is not sure how he feels about this.

Besides mildly disturbed.

He spits out Slowpoke's tail because. He does not know where that thing's been.]

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

::In a pile of old, torn tanktops, Brockers::

::Slowpoke uses watergun and gets Brock's hand all wet again, and let's Brock remove his hand in the resulting deluge. At least the slowpoke drool is cleaned off now.::

::Though you will quite likely never get rid of the taste::

Oh dang, sorry about that. He must like you a lot. The only other person I know that he's tried that on was me when I was asleep.

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[Now Brock is wet, uncomfortable, and has Slowpoke juice in his mouth.]

It's okay, don't worry about it.

[He goes back to digging around in his backpack and emerges with a few various berries of different shapes and colors.]

Why don't you take these. See what he likes best.

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

::Max takes them::

Alright. I don't know what kind they are or nothin' but maybe Bulba or Char or Green could tell me.

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[He points out a few of them!]

This one's sour, that one's dry, aaaaaand that one's sweet. There are bitter ones too, but I think I'm fresh out.

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

Alrght, I'll try and remember that.

::(He won't)::

::He opens the flap on one of his cargo pockets and puts them in there, then fishes around in it and comes out with...::

::A PROTEIN BAR!::

::He puts it in Brock's hand::

It's peanut butter flavor. Like 30 grams of protein in that one.

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

Uhhh...thanks. [He is sure it tastes like chalk.]

I'm sure I'll see you around.

[tank-rockarms.livejournal.com]

::Peanut butter chalk::

If you're always gonna ride around on Onix like that yeah, I think I'll see you around pretty easy.

You look after him, Onix.

::SLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWPOKE:: (Squinty is a nice trainer)

[bestsweater.livejournal.com]

[Delicious. Onix growls as if to say that he will.]

Take care, Max. You too, Slowpoke.