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art trade with @flcmedriven cause we thursty
i had fun drawing he....
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Something super duper hyper quick for @flcmedriven because I am allowed to thirst on this one man and I’m not embarrassed to admit it
Also Kabu in an onsen is something that will give me life if it happens hhjshjshs
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“Breathtaking, is it not? Gym battles are the primary source of entertainment here in Galar and many from all over the world tune in to spectate the battles. The energy you feel is ever present from beginning to end.”
He couldn’t help but to let out a chuckle, “Well, you are standing directly in Motostoke Stadium, after all. It is known for its fire.”
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❝Hah! Well, it sound like that particular choice of words fits the theme, then,❞ he replies, with a chuckle of his own. ❝Still, I am rather impressed. Truly, I can see why is it such a beloved piece of entertainment! There is so much heart and passion that is put into these battles— it is an excellent way to showcase the strong bond between trainers and their pokémon!❞
❝Why, if I was younger, I am certain that I would be itching to partake myself.❞
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@flcmedriven ♥’d
“Excuse me sir--”
Lillie was lost. Totally lost. So much for a vacation. Any time she tried to get to where she was going, she’d wind up somewhere else. One could easily assume she was a tourist if they were to observe her closely, as she had wandered the city for about an hour in circles (or was it an oval?)
She didn’t like asking for directions. But when she spotted someone who would inevitably have a solution, Lillie couldn’t help but stop to ask. The young woman had noticed the man’s uniform, and figured he must be a fan of Gym Battles or something.
“I was wondering if you would be able to help me find my way? I purchased some tickets for a Gym Match, but I can’t seem to find the stadium! I tried going to where my map said, but I just saw a wall... I’m worried I’ll be late and miss it!”
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@flcmedriven -> xx
“Gladion. My name is Gladion and I’m Nanu’s assistant at the station.”
He figured it was about time he make himself known.
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“Every Trainer and Pokemon trains hard in pursuit of victory But that means your opponent is also working hard to win. In the End, the match is decided by which side is able to unleash their true potential.”
ind.priv.sel. Kabu || penned by Musouka || @flcmedriven
#● Falling Asleep... {OOC}#○○○ POKENEWS! {P R O M O}#//surprise!#flcmedriven#//finally it wants to work#pokemon rp#pokemon roleplay
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flcmedriven replied to your post: “Eep!”
M I L O
“O-oh...! Hello, Kabu. Fancy seein’ you out today..! Can I help you with somethin’?”
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#📢 | rotomdrone ( dash commentary )#🌊 | porta vista ( ooc )#//I JUST LOGGED BACK IN AND THIS THE FIRST THING I SEE#//NESSA COULD GO FERAL#//SAY IT!!!!!!!!#noiretabby#flcmedriven
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flcmedriven replied to your post.
“YOUNG LADY!”
‘ you’re not my parent. ’
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Closed starter for @flcmedriven
When he had been in the audience the day before, Elijah tried to memorized the inside of the gym the best he could. What he never found out, however, was where the badges were kept. People especially from other countries love to have badges- it was quite the popular collectors item.
This particular night, the thief had opted for a rather classic look; an all black outfit complete with a black mask and hat. One thing he hated about his new white hair was how noticeable it was, so he tucked as much as he could before even going near the gym.
All of his Pokemon were in their balls, as he didn’t want any cameras seeing one of the Pokemon who were almost unheard of in Galar. He could bring out Hydreigon, but he was hardly used for missions besides being the get away ride.
Not being able to find the badges in the lobby or stadium, he next looked in the locker rooms. He had expected Kabu to have an office, but he hadn’t found one, if one existed at all.
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@flcmedriven didn’t ask for a starter but is getting one anyway
Don’t think I’ve really seen Galar in its fullest before. The last time he had set foot on this continent was many many years ago, back when he was still a mid-class Interpol agent. Galar wasn’t exactly the biggest place Interpol was acutely worried about, perhaps at most the toxic waste plaguing the environment.
❝ Motostoke City....? Talk about a flashy town. ❞ He comments to himself, starting at the rotating elevator. Noir, his Persian, lets out a low meow as they walk towards the elevator. At the peripheral of his sight, he notices something that catches his attention. Someone... familiar? He instinctively approaches the man in red without thinking with his hands in his pockets.
❝ You... haven’t I met you before? ❞
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flcmedriven replied to your post: "Boomer, move."
“What a coincidence! I was also referred to as, ‘boomer’.”
❝Kabu, be honest with me— do you believe that we might be loud chewers? Perhaps, there might be a correlation between those? Ack! If those things are true, that would be terrible!❞
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Spark || Closed
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Ball Guy was seen pacing just outside of the doors of the Motostoke gym nervously fiddling his hands. It was still relatively early in the morning; before any patrons had come to see matches. Gym Leaders and their Gym Trainers usually rehearsed like this every morning before challengers started lining up so that everyone was on the same page when it was Go-Time. Which was good, because Ball Guy definitely didn’t want anyone else listening in on this particular conversation.
After spending so much time with limited peripheral vision, Ball Guy was finely attuned to knowing who was arriving based on their footsteps alone. And Kabu’s characteristic jogging was certainly easy to distinguish. He took a deep breath, and turned to face his elder, nodding slightly in a show of respect.
“Good morning, Sir Kabu. I... Was hoping I might be able to speak with you about a private and... somewhat personal matter,” he said, voice seemingly devoid of his characteristic warmth and bubbly nature. Judging by his clenched fists and rigid posture, he seemed to certainly be tense about something. That was clear even with his face obscured.
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“ Be gay, do crimes. ”
#Lᴏsᴛ ʙɪʀᴅ's ᴘᴀʀᴀᴅɪsᴇ || Strelitzia#Nᴀsᴛʏ Pʟᴏᴛ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ Pᴀʏʙᴀᴄᴋ || dash commentary & observation#noiretabby#flcmedriven#[ go get it grandpas ]
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@flcmedriven / FROM HERE
❝Please don’t call the authorities...❞
Like most instances akin to this, Jun hadn’t meant to fall asleep. He walked into Kabu’s gym with a goal in mind, but due to the man’s chronic fatigue, that goal ultimately disappeared elsewhere; and when his goal disappeared, it left Jun to walk aimlessly throughout the entire building.
Perhaps it’d been his legs giving out, but seconds after things turned black was he being shaken awake by the man himself.
❝Mm...’ve already dealt wit them for passin’ out on th’ride t’yer gym....They’re prolly gonna fine me ‘er somethinnnnn’...❞
#flcmedriven#( in character. )#( v; main. )#jun vc: pls i forgot why i came here but im here for some reason
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flcmedriven replied to your post: Kabu, please stop talking, you’re going...
“Milo! Are you down with the memes as well?”
“Well, to an extent- but I’m definitely not as down with them as Nessa is! Did she teach you what you already know?”
#flcmedriven#[ Cᴀʟᴇᴅᴏɴɪᴀɴ ᴄʟᴏᴡɴ ] 一 CRACK.#[ Sᴘʀɪɴɢ ɪs ʜᴇʀᴇ! ] 一 IC.#[[ im HOLLERING this is AWFUL akjfsnba ]]
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