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A Man's Hitmonlee. [WARNING ADULT LANGUAGE]
Shiranui:
--- Quote from: Phosphorous on March 11, 2010, 10:53:57 PM ---haha I liked it :]
makes me wanna grab a bat and smash my van :]
--- End quote ---
And you don't find that a bit much??
BUT ANYWHOM!!!!!!
I found the first story extremely hilarious, and the second story rather amusing. I'll say keep up the good work.
Mr Pokemon:
Rofl, I thought it was funny how you included a lot of Pokemon moves in the second one, plus the super effective and stuff. Keep up the good work!
masterben430:
well that was interesting to say the least. i loved it plz make more
Sazhuy:
That was pretty good, can't wait to see more.
Level5Pidgey:
Ever since I was waited upon by a trainer and his Pikachu in Porta Vista, I'd always wanted to work in a restaurant with my Bulbasaur. A family friendly restaurant, where humans an Pokemon work together to serve up the best food? A dream to me.
But here I am, I glide across tables with my Venusaur... and occasionally slip, as Mr Mime and Krabby - our clean up crew, sometimes fail to place Wet Floor signs.
I picked myself up off the floor, rubbing my head - customers asked if I was alright, and I was just happy that I was taking orders rather than carrying food.
My Venusaur dusted me off with his powerful vines - nudging me a little hard - but, he's a Venusaur, not exactly the most dexterous with their limbs. I thanked him, and got back to the kitchen, where my manager's Magneton was flipping pancakes.
"Yeah, we have a couple of omelettes, and a bacon roll", I reported.
As I went to heat the bacon, I heard a man yelling in the main dining lobby.
"GIVE IT OVER YOU FUUCKING MIME" the man yelled, as I burst into the lobby - only to have a rifle pointed at my face. "DON'T MAKE ANOTHER MOVE YOU PIECE OF SHIIT!" the man yelled. He seemed somewhat panicked, as if this was his first hold up... but in the panick department, I think he was holding his own better than myself.
I let out a short whimper, and dove back into the kitchen, bullets riddling the wall behind me.
I heard a great bellow, and the man scream. Regaining my nerves, I peeked out the door again.
"LET GO OF ME YOU GOD DAMN VENUS.... AIIIUGGHH!" the man yelled, as my Venusaur tightened his grip on the man's torso, crushing the air out of his lungs.
"Venusaur! It's okay! I'm fine!" I yelled. Venusaur let out a grunt of relief, and relaxed his grip - but still held the man suspended in the air with his tree-trunk-like tendrils.
"Keep him wrapped up while I call the police!" I ordered. "Be calm everybody! The situation is under control! Don't make an effort to leave the restaurant, the police will be here soon!"
I went to get the phone, while trying to calm down a very shaken Mr Mime.
"In fact, could you bring the man over this way please Venusaur? I just want to get him out from amongst the customers" I asked.
Venusaur started to lumber towards the main counter, when I suddenly heard a confused roar, 8 octaves of screaming, a loud thump and the sound of blood splattering all over the front windows of the restaurant. People started to scream.
"Calm down everybody!" I screamed, wiping the blood from my eyes and surveying the scene.
Venusaur had slipped on the wet floor I had earlier - and, on his way to the ground, had accidentally ripped the criminal in half - vertically from nose to naval.
I vomited.
Venusaur was shocked as it rose from the bloody floor - covered in blood and intestines. He held the lifeless corpse still - entrails falling to the floor as he shuddered, eventually dropping his victim.
Customers, sprayed with blood, pieces of intestines all through their hair and on their clothes ran from the restaurant screaming. All I could do was approach Venusaur with a rag, mopping the blood from his eyes. "It's okay buddy" I said, vomiting again as the putrid smell of organs filled my nose, "it wasn't your fault".
I have no idea what I am going to tell my manager.
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