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She’s a rather interesting one, having a short temper and a sassy way of behaving. Good luck with this one, as she seems to just do what she wants sometimes, even if this puts everyone around her in danger. It’s rather rude to barge in on her like this while she’s asleep, but we need to give her a name. What shall her name be? >INPUT NAME

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Hiatus

I seem to be unable to draw lately, so I'm taking a break from this blog for now.

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"Small price to pay, right?"

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((I'M REALLY SORRY POKEMON HAPPENED AND THEN I JUST *SOBS INTO HANDS*))

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Sawtooth: I really don't understand why you've decided not to kill me all of a sudden. Instead, you've turned me into your personal assassin. Boss: Trust me, it's not because I've forgiven you for your past failure. I merely need you as a temporary tool of sorts. As for why they've been attacking us, there's a mutiny going on. I need you to kill the one in charge of this. Sawtooth: Mutiny!? Led by who!? 

Boss: That's unimportant. I just need them dead. We're not far from them... Counting the underground floors, we've been traveling upwards about forty floors. There's fifty floors to this building. Look out that window behind you, and you'll see the lights of Goldenrod in the distance. We're located in a small city of pokemon outside it. Sawtooth: ...You need to know, I've only been killing your goons because you've ordered me to, in exchange for freedom.

Boss: ...And you need to know, I'm making you do this because I can't bring myself to kill them when I consider many of them my children. Though killing is not your expertise, you've got the Moxie to tear through them.

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"I could write a five volume best selling book with all the reasons I don't like this guy. One of the main reasons being the fact that it was him that got us here in the first place. Y'see... We haven't been around as long as everyone else. Alessandra, er, 'Boss', took us in after a trainer that had decided we were too difficult to raise left us. But don't think I appreciate Aless accepting us, oh no. She doesn't even know how to run a gang. Even her own goons have been secretly wanting some sort of action going on but they just kinda stick around the HQ doing nothing. Ever since this one Zangoose got killed by Fausto, um, Sawtooth, she's done nothing but try to hunt him down like a Banette after its old owner for THREE DAMN YEARS. From what I heard that Zangoose was a heir or something. Not gonna lie, I kinda liked her, and her dying was a bit of a shame. Another reason I dislike him. And worst of all he never invited me to his birthday parties."

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"TAKE NOTES KIDDIES, THIS IS HOW A REAL ARTIST DRAWS."

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"Who do I have to, uh, kill, anyway?" "...That's not important. I'll just lead you to them and you do the job."

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Sawtooth: "I don't know. He kind of hates me as much as Boss does. Speaking of which, I wonder what the Boss is even doing that was more important than killing me."

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((Here have this before I go on hiatus until my router's fixed. Dunno what I'm gonna do with them (maybe an interactive blog game thingy) but yeah. They're still unnamed. The Braixen is a hormonal teen protag black mage aka a clever way to avoid calling her another witch Braixen oc, the Gardevoir is the result of a gen 3 gardie in gen 4/5 a fighter, the Zubat is... Well... She thinks she's a white mage, and the Lucario is a token male character that's weaker than everyone else swordsman.))

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You gnaw off the bindings on your arms and then untie your legs after having made this incredible discovery of being able to move your torso and head. It looks like you're just about free. Free from this temporary old adventure game mock-up, at least. But what's going on outside this room, you wonder?

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((So I was making these sprites in FF1's style for no actual reason, and then I had an idea. What if I made an interactive rpg that plays by people sending commands? Like the temporary thing I'm doing here with Sawtooth's escape, only more polished?))

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You move your tail  around, and you bump into your shutter shades. With a flick of your tail, they land on your tied down left arm. You then lean forward and put them o- Waaaaaaaaitaminute. You can move your torso and head perfectly fine! >Input command

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"OH GOD WHAT HAVE I DONE I'M GOING TO DIE AND THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO I'M PROBABLY GOING TO BE SHOT UP BY MILFDEVOIR AND THEN I'M GONNA HAVE MY SPINE SNAPPED BY THE DAMN LEG BREAKER DRAGONITE AND THEN I'M GONNA BE THROWN INTO THE MOTHERFUGGIN OCEAN TO BE EATEN BY CARVANHA OHGODOHGODOHGODOHGOD" ...... You hear the voice of boss somewhere in the distance outside telling you to shut up. >Input command

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You test the bindings. You're pretty well tied down, however it appears whoever tied you down had forgotten about your baggy pants. >Input command

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It looks like the boss has left for a brief moment, probably to go fetch the leg breaker. The room is too dark for you to see and your arms and legs are tied to this chair with rope.  What will you do? >Input command