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Post by Bobby Ratcliff on Jan 18, 2017 2:07:23 GMT
 [attr="class","hasllyrics"]So baby pull me closer in the backseat of your rover [attr="class","hasllynotes"]330 [attr="class","hasllynotes"]amazing [attr="class","hasllynotes"]mod | [attr="class","haslybody"]
The desert was hot, the air was dry, but that sweet sweet breeze that tousled her hair to the wind made grocery shopping absolutely worth it. She just needed to make a quick pit stop to Phenac, is all. Because as if she'd trust her boss's motorbike in the likes of Pyrite all by its lonesome. Her own bike was currently in the repair shop after a quaint scuffle induced by road rage, but she miiiight've smidged the truth a bit to her boss and said some ruffians kicked it out of shape.
But that wasn't important. Making sure her groceries tucked away in the side cart were delivered safely was the important part! She mostly needed the simple things, like bottled water, and other small ingredients to keep the guests fed and happy. Why, since she was out of town, she figured she'd even pick up a few Pokeballs to maintain that trainer aesthetic. People didn't want to mess with you once they knew you had a few tough Pokemon hanging around your belt.
While the motel came into view, her phone started to chime and demand her attention. Well, she didn't trust herself to text and steer with one hand, so she pulled her bike over to see what the fuss was about. A text from the house keep? Lewie was JUST now telling her that they used the last of the eggs? And the motel was literally within eyesight, after using how much gas?
Wow. She hastily texted back. 'Lewie, I s2g if you don't text me these things sooner I'm going to kick your butt :)<3' and stared at the phone screen, just daring that pipsqueak to add fuel to the flames.
Lewie responded with a stream of tear emojis and apologies within seconds, and Bobby sighed. She supposed she didn't hate the drive and could take a pit-stop at one of the closer gas stations for some emergency eggs. One of them had'em, she figured.
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Post by MURDOC on Jan 18, 2017 6:27:24 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","tempbodyz"] [attr="class","dillydally"] [attr="class","ambrosia"]Oh! [break] [attr="class","subtitleblock"]a wild teddiursa has appeared! [attr="class","hatemyself"] [attr="class","pkmnbox"]  gas fumes had a way of giving one a headache, and as such, this little teddy was laying against the pump, hands over its face. why? because those little hands were soaked in honey, and the sweet smell was all but therapeutic as he lay there, groaning against the singular pump and hoping that all dreadful noises would stop, it all hurt. [break][break] Bobby Ratcliff |
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Post by Bobby Ratcliff on Jan 19, 2017 6:23:17 GMT
 [attr="class","hasllyrics"]So baby pull me closer in the backseat of your rover [attr="class","hasllynotes"]255 [attr="class","hasllynotes"]plan 'a': aesthetic [attr="class","hasllynotes"] MURDOC | [attr="class","haslybody"]Thankfully, the extra pit stop wasn't as bad as Bobby thought it'd be. As she sauntered out of the gas station's shop with a carton of eggs, she caught sight of a small Teddiursa resting in the shade between the pump and her boss's bike. All the cub was doing was sitting there and groaning, but her eyes were keen, and her wits and imagination as sharp as a Scyther's blade.
Those wee paws were drenched in honey. Her bike? Didn't particularly look raided, but she knew for a fact she bought a jar of honey, and just where in the world would a bear find honey save for her boss's special bike?
"You poor thing. You look tired. Was it too much honey, perhaps?" She paused, looking back in the bike's side cart. It didn't look like it was particularly ruffled with, save for the rare gust of wind, but that didn't prove the Teddiursa's innocence. It wasn't until she saw the crisp, sealed lid and glass tucked beneath another bag that she finally relented on the passive aggressive spiel.
She couldn't just drive off and risk the running over the cub. Any sudden movements or loud sounds from the bike could spook the cub into doing something dangerous. And Bobby wasn't that cruel.
"I'm gonna need you to move, dear, or I'll never get home in one piece." Well, plan 'A' was to reason with the Teddiursa. If bears could be reasoned with (probably not, but at least she could say she tried).
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Post by MURDOC on Jan 19, 2017 9:52:03 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","tempbodyz"] [attr="class","dillydally"] [attr="class","ambrosia"]Oh! [break] [attr="class","subtitleblock"]a wild teddiursa has appeared! [attr="class","hatemyself"] [attr="class","pkmnbox"] oh, now who was this, trying to mess with him during headache-nap time? teddy had no time for this, even if her voice was a bit soothing... he turned to look, eyes welling up and whimpering. fake tears often did the trick on people around here, and teddy had gotten plenty of free food out of it at this stop. tears dropped from around his face and he latched onto bobby's knee, attempting to look cute. [break][break] to make things even sweeter, teddiursa sweetened the deal with a charm, looking up with its tear-soaked face and suckling on its honey soaked paw. how could anyone resist such a ladies man? [break][break] Bobby Ratcliff |
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Post by Bobby Ratcliff on Jan 19, 2017 18:16:15 GMT
 [attr="class","hasllyrics"]So baby pull me closer in the backseat of your rover [attr="class","hasllynotes"]152 [attr="class","hasllynotes"]how dare you do this to bobby [attr="class","hasllynotes"] MURDOC | [attr="class","haslybody"]Oh no. It was too adorable. Tears AND hearts? Her own heart crumbled at such pure wholesomeness. "D-Darling I..." She stammered, growing weak in the knees at the sight. "I..." Something was coming. Something was building up within her heart and shooting straight out of her mouth, tipping her past the breaking point.
With a long and heavy breath, she cracked into the widest of smiles. "WELL aren't you a cutie ma pootie ta tootie a real tootie ma pootie la footie. You come here often, fella? Why I oughta eat you right up OH yes I would because you're too sweet 'hun." And the pet talk was unleashed into the world, wild and uncensored. She made grabby hands at the Teddiursa in her love stricken stupor, attempting to cradle the sweetheart like a child as if it wasn't a wild bear that could gnaw her nose off if it wanted to.
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Post by MURDOC on Jan 20, 2017 4:08:55 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","tempbodyz"] [attr="class","dillydally"] [attr="class","ambrosia"]Oh! [break] [attr="class","subtitleblock"]a wild teddiursa has appeared! [attr="class","hatemyself"] [attr="class","pkmnbox"] . teddy hid a devious smile as he pressed into her grip, seeking the affection he certainly deserved. eyes were looking past her to the stuff she had both in hand and in the bike - esp now that she identified it was hers - and the gears were turning. [break][break] the teddiursa smiled sweetly, letting out a baby-ish noise, and acting like he was going to cuddle close when he chopped at bobby with play rough, making its best attempt to grab the eggs and scram. [break][break] Bobby Ratcliff |
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Post by Bobby Ratcliff on Feb 4, 2017 23:31:25 GMT
[attr="class","hasllyrics"]So baby pull me closer in the backseat of your rover [attr="class","hasllynotes"]252 [attr="class","hasllynotes"]uses dark magic to summon muse. [attr="class","hasllynotes"] MURDOC | [attr="class","haslybody"]All she wanted to do was snug-a-bug her face and smash it right into that teddy bear's pillowy cheeks. Her love was pure and innocent, even if her claws might've been rough and her perfume a tad overbearing. Right as she was about to kiss the Teddiursa on its crescent mark, it proceeded to bop her right in the kisser!
She stumbled back agape, dropping the bear in confusion. Her nose screamed in pain and she frantically covered it up to numb it down. "Y-YOU!" Her frantic breath was cut off as she let out a pained groan. It was the opportune moment for the Teddiursa to take off like an egg and scram-ble.
It even looked like it was about to make a move towards her boss' bike! Not wanting to risk damage to the precious metal, she grabbed the first Pokeball she could reach from her belt and lobbed it between the bear and the bike.
And out came Gut Punch, the Bruxish, which tipped and fell coolly on the ground. The fish didn't care to move, but upon locking eyes with the opposing Teddiursa, its lips curled into a low snarl. "Ah, that was your Pokeball, huh? I wanted Dorothy. Well, you'll be ok. I think. Do bears eat fish? They...they do. Whatever. You have bigger teeth." She wasn't entirely sure about how to battle with Gut Punch on land, but she didn't need Gut Punch to win either. Just keep the Teddiursa away from the goods, is all.
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