MISFITS

Grims frowned, "Well, you tensed up...I thought it was my fault..." He hopped down from the tree. "What exactly happened?" He then remembered his nakedness, "Uh, I cant put my pants back on, if you want?"
 
Grims absently scratched at his stomach, "A memory...that wasn't yours?" He thought for a moment, "Ya know, come to think of it, I was remembering something when I held you. It was a memory of my sister..." He saw her blush and smiled, "Ya know, I have no problem being naked. It's really for your comfort if you want me to cover up."
 
"Whatever you saw is what I saw" Shade said blushing harder. "It's fine" she added thinking He's really cute. She was still wondering what happened but came to a realization I must be able to see peoples memories when I touch them. Thats pretty cool.
 
Grims grinned, She's actually cool with me be being naked in front of her, sweet! He blushed a bit, "Well, um, alright then..." Grims walked closer to her and sat down beside her, "So you saw my memory?...Well, I'd say that I feel violated, but you've seen me naked so that went out the window, hahah."

He looked over at Mike and Toby, "That's cool, actually. I guess you can somehow see into peoples' memories then?" He looked back at Shade and smirked, "Maybe you can do other things too, like manipulate memory?" He remembered some video game where a witch girl could re-arrange memories. Will she re-arrange mine...?
 
Shade blushed when he sat next to her. "Maybe...but I only saw a flash of your memory not the whole thing. But maybe when my power gets stronger I could" she smirked glancing at Toby "if I can I know the first person I'm gonna try it on"
 
Grims laughed, "You should make him 'remember' that he's actually a flamer. Now that'd be entertaining!"

He enjoyed Shade's company. A lot.
 
Moby wasn't as big as a d*uche as Chuck had originally thought, or atleast he had some sense of humor that didn't include the mistreatment of oppressed people, a subject that, obviously, hit close to home for him. "Yeah, I'll come up and get you when I check Kylie into the hotel. Just set a fire or something and I'll find you. Oh s*it, looks like Kylie's about to fall asleep, not god. Peace!" he said as he hurriedly hung up

"Hey, time to get you to that human-pokémon center" he said walking over to Kylie, who was obviously clinging on to consciousness, stretched out on a "bench" in the pokécenter they had stopped at. Picking her up the way he had too thrice before, he jokingly asked "Are you purposely getting hurt for me to carry you?"

Taking the short, yet cold, walk from the pokécenter to hospital, he really started to feel the weight of the day on his shoulders. In just one day he had his way with 2 and a half women, been responsible for the death of his nightmare, carried a beautiful chick the equivalent of a half mile (though it felt like 1,000), and started to find out that he had some weird-a*s powers. Oh, how he wished he were half passed out in his strong muscular cozy arms.

In a haze, Chuck checked her in, allowed the nurses to put her in a stretcher, and take her to her room. By the time he sat down in the chair next to the bed with his hand protectively on her arm, his eyes were practically closed, and it wasn't long before he was out cold from exhaustion. Too bad for Moby and company.
 
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There was a "beep, beep, beep" and Toby looked at his phone in disbelief. He turned to Mark, with a big O shaped mouth fake surpirse... face.

"The b*tch hung up on me!" Toby shook his head and put the phone in his pocket, along with the PokéBall with the number on it. "He said that he'd get us... later. When they go to a hotel or something. Oh, and Kylie's in hospital, something to do with the probation officer. Anyways, yeah, he said we have to start a fire?" Toby glanced over to the now naked Grims. "Yeah, um, yeah no. Hey Clay!" He called out to his Charmeleon, who sniffed in response. "Light a fire, will you buddy?"

Clay shrugged and quickly lit a random tree on fire, then went back to sleeping.
 
Grims saw Toby's disturbed expression and sneered at him while raising a flaming middle finger. "Heheh, may want to develope those powers fast then," he said. Grims rose to his feet and held a hand out to Shade, "I'm guessing he contacted Chuck and we'll be leaving soon, may as well get ready."
 
"Well, f*ck you too!" Toby yelled back at Grims. He rolled his eyes at Mark. "What a douchebag. Ten bucks says they leave without us. Well," Toby shrugged a little, "leave without me. Grims wants to bang you so I don't think he'd leave a potential bangee to die. On a mountain. Speaking of banging..."

Toby turned back to Grims, "Your psychopathic ex-boyfriend and his handpicked puppets killed the probation officer. As well!" He yelled out to him. "That's right. There were three of her!"
 
Mike lay back down. The plus to this situation was that he now had a new friend who apparently could cut crazy women's heads off. And he wasn't in Saffron. And he was alive.

The minus was that his friend was sort of a habitual douche and that something had made their probation officer go batcrap crazy. And he was out in the wilderness in a place he'd never been. And he still felt nauseous and sparks were still firing off behind his eyes.

If Mike had allowed himself to feel bitter (which just then he refused to), he would add in the fact that Grims noticed that the pretty girl was 'shellshocked' (with a pretty little firebird as compensation) and yet failed to pay any attention to the fact that Mike had almost collapsed and vomited nearby while they were talking. Really, it was pretty obvious right now who was second best. But he didn't dwell, and shoved it back down. Away. Where everything else went.

"Oh, I highly doubt there'll be any banging between us. He's kind of upset because I didn't follow him like a puppy." He didn't sound angry or offended, merely offhand as though he were commenting on the colour of his shoes.

Mike was starting to learn how to deal with Tony; if there was one thing he was good at, it was letting others lead. "For future reference, Tony, I'm what they call pansexual. It means I would rather screw their souls than their bodies," he explained lightly.
 
Toby blinked. Did he seriously call him Tony? Again? Wow, cool. They had been friends for a whole five minutes and either he had forgotten his name, confused his name or made some kind of joke out of his name. Cool. He liked this kid.

"I didn't know there was more than... well, gay, straight and bi. Bi-physical is just a bunch of bullsh*t. What he described just sounds like cheating. The perfect person for him sounds like a transsexual or a transgender or a transvestite or whatever. Girl face, man bits, you know? I don't understand how he can say that and sit butt naked in front of a girl. Retard," Toby shook his head. His laughed a little at the screwing souls comment. He gave Mark a look of mocked fear. "You're not gonna bang my soul, are you Mark?"

He patted Mark, like an affectionate punch, on the back. "You're a good kid, Mark, you're a pretty cool kid."
 
Mike did notice that Tony kept calling him Mark but figured he was having a harmless go at him. A slight alteration to his name was probably the least offensive thing to have come out of the guy's mouth in years. He counted it as a win. At least Tony wasn't calling him dyke (because he suspected that Tony would probably call a guy a dyke just to be extra annoying).

"Well, I mean, there're so many people and so, so many ways that they wanna screw around, let alone with who or what that there's bound to be more than three categories," he said with a fakely-profound sigh. "There's some really disgusting crap out there. Be thankful you only have to deal with us human-lovers."

In the meantime, Puppet was bored. This was his sole reason for floating behind Grims' backside and then sticking his hand through his body at exactly the right height to go over his, ahem, privates. He was finding it inordinately funny that he now looked like he had a disembodied hand where 'Grims Junior' was supposed to be. Lighter looked on seriously and Candy glared at Puppet.

Mike smirked. "Yeah, I mean I talked to him hours before he met her but I never got to first base yet she gets to third. It's because she's dark and mysterious, isn't it?" he said, pretending to be devastated and obviously making fun of himself.

He gave Tony a cursory look over. "Nah, your soul's way too black and twisted and used. I wouldn't screw your soul if you paid me," he said with a smile. "And you're not as bad as you seem, old man," he countered.
 
"Because a guy who liked, well, doing Pokémon is just gross," Toby screwed up his nose and poked his tongue out. "That's probably what Grimey meant about being bi-physical. Disgusting."

Toby actually laughed out loud at the Haunter's joke. This was his kind of Pokémon. Well, actually, if he was a Haunter, he would make some kind of inappropriate illusion although, a little thought said that Grims would probably approve of the joke and take it one step further.

"He probably hasn't even popped his cherry yet. He's just looking for an excuse. What is he, like 25? Terrible," Toby shook his head. "Well, he's a human virgin anyway. She's dark, mysterious and likes cats, if you know what I mean."

Toby ran his fingers through his hair. "I'm not old! My hair is dyed silver! It's hip! It's cool! It's trendy!"
 
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Grims helped Shade up and recoiled from the Haunter. "Yo! Keep your pervy-ass Pokemon away from my junk!" He glared at the Haunter before walking over to collect his jeans, "Since we have more guests arriving or whatever, I think I should cover up." He slipped them on before walking back to Shade, purposely ignoring Toby and Mike.

"You wanna go for a ride til those other guys get here?" He nodded towards his Zoroark, "Shade over there can transform into just about every known Pokemon. Pretty fun to ride around on a Charizard and then be on a Draognite a second later."
 
"You wanna go for a ride til those other guys get here?" Grims asked her after getting his jeans back on. "Shade over there can transform into just about every known Pokemon. Pretty fun to ride around on a Charizard and then be on a Draognite a second later."

Shade smiled "Sure sounds like fun" she said with a small giggle when she remembered what the haunter did.
 
Grims smiled back. He walked over to the tree and, luckily for him, Shade was already wide awake. "Hey, bro, mind entertaining my girl for a bit?" The Zoroark shrugged and nodded, "Thanks, Shade!" Grims and the Zoroark walked back over to Shade and Grims did a mock bow, "Ladies and gentlemen," he began, "This evening, Shade, the Zoroark, will be transforming into a multitude of Flying Pokemon for the entertainment of Ms. Shade!" Grims chuckled.

"Shade, um, how about we go with Articuno first?" Grims suggested. The Pokemon nodded and transformed into the large, majestic bird. Grims stepped aside and gestured to the Articuno, "Ladies first."
 
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