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« Reply #15 on: January 16, 2012, 11:06:57 pm » |
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"Hmm? Who do I have to murder?" Robin asked herself as she heard Gunner screaming. She approached the Tauros pinning her friend down. "You. Do you know how much trouble you're in? Because I'll give you a brief explanation." Robin sent out her Feraligatr, who was ready to tame the bull. "You know what to do. I trust you know his weaknesses." she sounded a bit demonic, due to the fact that her only friend was severely injured and unconcious. "Fer." Feraligatr nodded as he chopped his hand over the Tauros's skull, leaving it unconscious next to Gunner. "Gunner? Pl-please don't die..." Robin shook Gunner in an attempt to make her conscious.
((I'm just going to use colors for the text now. If it's irritating, I'll edit the colors and this message out. :3))
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I didn't come out of a comatose state just to help you build a fuc king tent.     Those plastic flamingos get very frisky this time of year.
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« Reply #16 on: January 17, 2012, 12:03:13 am » |
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Gunner awoke to a blurry vision of her friend Robin. Dazed, she pushed herself from Robin's grip and wiped her face; it was stained with blood, presumably that of her nose or the several gashes that had been carved into her body when she hit the ground. There was a puddle of crimson where she had been previously lying. Gunner stared at the puddle frivolously. That's a lot of blood.
With blood loss taking its toll on her consciousness, Gunner stumbled to her feet. "M' fihn.." she slurred, half-consciously falling into the pool of red below her. "Jush ghimmeh uh secgh..."
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« Reply #17 on: January 17, 2012, 12:11:55 am » |
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"No, I won't give you a second. Your Tauros almost KILLED you. I don't want you to die, even if I have to pay the price." the ends her magenta hair were stained with blood, but she didn't give a damn. All Robin wanted was for her friend to be safe. Feraligatr nudged her, so she called him back.
((Oh god... This has nothing to do with the RP, but the autocorrect on my iPod changed "Called" into "DeStorm". XD))
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I didn't come out of a comatose state just to help you build a fuc king tent. Those plastic flamingos get very frisky this time of year.
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« Reply #18 on: January 17, 2012, 07:23:04 am » |
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Gunner struggled to her feet again, holding her stomach and stumbling around as if it were hard to keep her balance. "Pleuth, Roinh..." she mumbled before falling backwards onto the ground, the impact pushing her into unconsciousness yet again.
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"If brains was bees, there'd be no honey between your ears."
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« Reply #19 on: January 17, 2012, 11:42:59 am » |
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"God damn it..." Robin carried Gunner to her ((Robin's)) house. She set Gunner down on the couch. "Okay... Let's see here..." Robin found a giant first-aid kit from when she was working as one of the Nurse Joys. "Okay. Let's do this..." she attached a blood drip to Gunner's right arm, and plugged up her nose to stop the bleeding. "I think that's i-" she face-palmed as she grabbed a roll of gauze. She carefully wrapped it around Gunner's chest, and set her down.
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I didn't come out of a comatose state just to help you build a fuc king tent. Those plastic flamingos get very frisky this time of year.
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Henri, le Chat Noir
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« Reply #20 on: January 17, 2012, 08:35:55 pm » |
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When Gunner slowly regained consciousness, she realized that she was in Robin's house and that she was being cared for by the girl. Drowzily, she pulled herself up to a sitting position and inspected herself, making sure she was in one piece.
"'Ey," Gunner grunted, looking towards Robin. "Thahgs for healihg be uhb. I appreciade ihd."
Leaning back to rest again, Gunner let her mind wander. Heh... guess I shouldn't have hit Tauros like I did... I wouldn't be in this situation otherwise..
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« Reply #21 on: January 17, 2012, 08:38:40 pm » |
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"It was nothing, really. I'm just worried about how much blood you lost back there." Robin said, forgetting that she was supposed to always act happy, not solemn.
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I didn't come out of a comatose state just to help you build a fuc king tent. Those plastic flamingos get very frisky this time of year.
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« Reply #22 on: January 17, 2012, 08:52:13 pm » |
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"I'hb feelihg a bihd bedder, doh'd worry," Gunner replied as she reached up to wipe the blood from her face. "Dhuh IV drihb, I thihg ihd is."
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"If brains was bees, there'd be no honey between your ears."
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« Reply #23 on: January 17, 2012, 08:54:43 pm » |
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Robin just sat there trying to decipher what Gunner had just said. ((Seriously, I couldn't understand a word of that. XD))
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I didn't come out of a comatose state just to help you build a fuc king tent. Those plastic flamingos get very frisky this time of year.
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« Reply #24 on: January 17, 2012, 09:02:59 pm » |
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((omg sorry... D: stuffed noses are nearly impossible to rp out))
Gunner sensed Robin's confusion and pulled the tissues from her nose. "God, I can barely understand myself."
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« Reply #25 on: January 17, 2012, 11:13:41 pm » |
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((omg sorry... D: stuffed noses are nearly impossible to rp out))
Gunner sensed Robin's confusion and pulled the tissues from her nose. "God, I can barely understand myself."
((It's okay. X3)) "Well, if you're bleeding, put these in." Robin handed her another set of clean tissues just in case. "So... How did Tauros attack you? Like, why?" |
I didn't come out of a comatose state just to help you build a fuc king tent. Those plastic flamingos get very frisky this time of year.
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« Reply #26 on: January 17, 2012, 11:27:53 pm » |
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Gunner sighed as she recalled the frustrating chain of events that had landed her in the current situation. "Well, I kinda... got pissed and slapped him on the forehead." She grabbed one of the tissues from the pile and wiped her nose, smearing the soft paper crimson.
Wait a second... Gunner crumpled as a horrible thought arose in her mind. Where is my Tauros? I don't think Robin could have gotten him back in his Pokeball...
Gunner leapt up and ripped the IV drip from her arm. "Where's my Tauros!?" she screeched.
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« Reply #27 on: January 17, 2012, 11:30:31 pm » |
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Gunner sighed as she recalled the frustrating chain of events that had landed her in the current situation. "Well, I kinda... got ****ed and slapped him on the forehead." She grabbed one of the tissues from the pile and wiped her nose, smearing the soft paper crimson.
Wait a second... Gunner crumpled as a horrible thought arose in her mind. Where is my Tauros? I don't think Robin could have gotten him back in his Pokeball...
Gunner leapt up and ripped the IV drip from her arm. "Where's my Tauros!?" she screeched.
"His pokeball was on the ground, so I called him back for you. He was unconscious, though." she tossed the pokeball to her friend. "I healed him, of course." |
I didn't come out of a comatose state just to help you build a fuc king tent. Those plastic flamingos get very frisky this time of year.
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« Reply #28 on: January 17, 2012, 11:39:52 pm » |
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Gunner sighed in relief as she caught the Pokeball and stuffed it in her pocket. "Thanks," she mumbled, returning to the couch to continue resting.
Gunner felt a pain in her arm and looked over her shoulder. There was a deep gash in her arm where the IV drip had been torn out. "Hey, could you put this thing back in my arm?" she said to Robin. "I think that cord was the only thing keeping me running..."
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« Reply #29 on: January 18, 2012, 12:03:41 am » |
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"Ah, yes." She put the tube connecting the drip and Gunner's arm back, allowing it to flow again.
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