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Post by Danny Kazuki on Sept 7, 2014 16:27:51 GMT -5
When it came to free food, whether from strangers or well-known enemies, Larry could not deny his appreciation for the event. The Pokechow wasn’t what he usually ate, but regardless of how generic and cheap it was, he wasn’t about to complain. Free food was free love, and that made life beautiful. <That’s a lot of food.> He remarked, watching as Josh carefully placed each bowl of food around them, including a sole loner bowl that was chilling beside the ocean. Even though it was only the three of them out in the moment, he was getting a strange feeling about how crowded lunch was going to be. Larry liked to imagine that each colorful bowl spread across the sand was an offering for him despite the extent of his appetite, but he supposed that he could settle for sharing with friends. Danny took note at the simple set up upon his return, crouching down in the sand as he counted the servings in his head, a little surprised that Josh kept all of that on hand.
”Why, don’t you look happy Mr.Smug and Well-Fed?” Scrunching up his nose at how Larry was offered one part of the coconut before he had the chance to nab one for himself. Larry didn’t even bother to acknowledge his trainer’s disdain. Instead, he dove right into his sweet treat beak first and lapped the juices right up. ”Escaping Dewford is kind of Farfetch’d. I mean, it’d be cool if I was being chased by the cops and stuff, but I’m not about to be chased away by a mob of pre-teens.” He huffed in stubborn defiance, crossing his arms with a contemplative frown as Josh continued to reason with him. He had a point about waiting for the heat to die down, but after putting so much effort into traveling to Dewford, he wasn’t ready to have his pride handed to him in a greasy McDonalds Happy Meal. For the moment though, getting the rest of his disguise set up was still top priority. ”Kind of forgetting what else I needed…eh, probably not important. As long as I’m sporting those fuzzy cocolumps, there’s no way I’ll be recognized. I wonder how people like, tie them together though. Maybe I could just hold them up with my hands?” In case Josh was missing the meaning, Danny emphasized the imagery by cupping his hands around his pecs, spacing out as he tried to figure out a good way to actually wear this homemade coconut bra. It only took 5 seconds of that pose to make him feel silly, and his hands quickly retreated into his pockets in an attempt to recover from his goofy blunder.
"Anyways. I'll be out of your hair after this, since I don't usually carry knives around. The sharpest thing I carry is my wit and tongue, ya know?" It wasn't that he minded crashing someone's lunch party, but the main beach was starting to hit its prime people time, and he had a risky agenda to attend to. As long as he got to chat up some cute girls and invade some social spaces, he was happy. His fake mustache tickled the rim of his nose as an itchy reminder about what he had to endure so he could avoid being a marked man for the rest of the evening. So maybe he had to wear this goofy stuff while attempting to make friends, but that sounded like a challenge he was willing to accept.
Post by Josh Dragomir on Sept 8, 2014 22:45:41 GMT -5
The reason Josh had laid out the food would be revealed in a moment. "Come on out, everyone!" he said as he threw the Pokeballs, bringing out a Charizard, a Typhlosion, a Squirtle, a Combusken and in the water a shining red Gyarados. Josh would direct traffic to the bowls. "Dig in" he said. He'd prepared them himself this time, to see if they noticed... "Taste any different?" he asked, tilting his head. "Chaaaa~" Lightning chirped happily. They tasted tastier then normal! "Good!" he said with a proud grin. "I tried my hand at making Pokemon food myself, to reward you guys best I could for the work you put in. Dig in, you guys deserve it!" he said. That was all the excuse they needed to start digging in. Even the Wingull's food was custom made. When with his Pokemon, Josh was much different from the quiet one that Danny had met before, it seemed. He obviously cared about them very much.
Josh looked over at Danny to hear his words, and nodded a bit as he took a bite out of an apple he had been carrying. "Hmm, well if the kids aren't worth ske-daddling out of Dewford for, you better find a way to be rid of them long term. I doubt they'll forget anytime soon" he warned. "What did you do, piss in their branflakes?"
The joking, cheeky nature of Dragomir was starting to come out. It was good, it was nice to lighten up finally after this situation had taken the turn it had. "Seriously, they look like they want to drown you. And sounded like it too. It's like an angry Charizard going after you... Or several angry Charizards" he snarked.
Fawkes, Josh's unusually large 8 foot Charizard, would look over at that statement, before staring a hole through Danny. This guy was weird to the Charizard, and he had an inkling to fry him with his Flamethrower. But the Trainer hadn't given the command... Yet.
"Why don't you use seaweed?" Josh suggested to Danny's coconut bikini problem. "Use it as a means to tie it together? I'm sure you could buy some seaweed cheap in the stalls, they always sell that shit they find in the ocean for a quick buck. If you're strapped for cash though, you could always go for a swim and find some yourself" he suggested. "Up to you"
Post by Danny Kazuki on Sept 11, 2014 20:32:54 GMT -5
Piss in their branflakes? What kind of loser ate branflakes in the first place? Probably someone that deserved a surprise yellow topping, that's who. "Of course not." He scoffed, assuming that Josh was only joking around. On the off chance that he was being seen as some kind of piss baby hobo, Danny didn't see the harm in coming clean. "I was just minding my own business, which typically involves being in other people's business. It's a shared business. That's my trade." As Josh's Pokemon ate their fills, the mood felt considerably lighter, making it the perfect time to exchange a story or two. Unless you were a Wingull named Larry, who simply ate and ignored the commotion around him. Eating time was for eating, not for playing, talking, socializing, or any of that redundant crap. "So there was this girl on the beach. Older. Really pretty--like. I'd give her a hard 8 out of 10. I'm talking with her, and things are going well, and then that one kid from earlier starts getting pissy because I'm hitting up her mom." Even telling this story felt like an adventure, but he personally didn't know all of the details.
But that was fine, because if you didn't know something, you could just make it up and act like a Smarty McParty. "I left them alone, but started chatting someone else up. Turns out it was a single mom of another one of those kids, and uh. Things got out of control after that." He had to laugh at how things worked themselves out, seeing how he was currently in hiding with an itchy mustache and a pair of extra large sunglasses. And even now, he was considering adorning himself in a coconut bra just because the idea made him laugh.
"Well that's an awfully graphic comparison. Don't tell me you're speaking from experience." Even though he said he planned on leaving Josh alone, somehow the conversation kept him pinned down, even feeling lax enough to open a bottle of lukewarm pop to fit in with everyone else. As if on cue, Josh's Charizard started giving Danny some nasty looks. It was one heck of a big lizard, and Danny could've sworn that they usually didn't get that big. "What? You constipated?" He wasn't an expert on Charizard body language, but the lizard's expression didn't feel like a resting bitchface.
"I have Tums if you need it. The laffy taffy kind~!" It could even help with heart burn, supposedly, but maybe fire types didn't experience that sort of thing. Still, it didn't hurt to offer and play nice.
Eventually the topic switched back to that of the coconut bra, and Danny could only frown as he tried to imagine it in his head. "Yeah...I don't think seaweed is that strong anymore. Not like rope. I might have to save that idea for another day. Tear tear." He stared at the sand in disappointment, but he couldn't be brought down for too long. After all, that idea wasn't going away permanently. He could make it bigger. He could make it better. He could do all sorts of things with coconut bras, and no one was out there to stop him.
Post by Josh Dragomir on Sept 11, 2014 20:46:33 GMT -5
Josh listened with a small, amused smile as this nutcase told his story. This guy was nuts! No wonder the kids wanted him dead, he was trying to hit up their mothers! Josh's lips twitched into an amused grin, and finally the blonde would start laughing. Hard. "Well, no wonder!" he said, not able to hold in his laughter. "Those midgets are protective of their mommies, kiddo. You hit them up, the kids will hit you up with a crowbar and a squirt gun!" he cracked with a grin. "You only have yourself to blame there, I'm afraid. I just hope the kids forget sooner or later, or you might be in trouble" he added.
"No worries, not from experience" he said with a hearty laugh. "I HAVE been set on by a group of Gyarados though. Angry ones, didn't like that Yum Yum and me were in their territory. But it was worth it in the end" he said with a smile as he patted the head of the Pikachu eating food beside him. "This little one here evolved into Pikachu in order to save my life when we got knocked off our ride. I was seconds from becoming Gyarados food when Lightning here jumped in front of me, evolved, and zapped him to high heaven. That's him, actually, speaking of which" he said, pointing over at the red Gyarados. "Chuck's our buddy now, but he wasn't so friendly once upon a time"
The remark toward the Charizard from Danny did not go unnoticed, and the first thing Fawkes did was launch a Flamethrower toward Danny, aiming for his head without hesitation with quite impressive accuracy. Obviously, Fawkes wasn't amused.
"Yeeeahh... I wouldn't piss him off if I were you" Josh chirped, scratching his head. "Fawkes doesn't take insults too well"
As for the seaweed... Aye, he was right. "And would there be rope around here?" he asked.
Post by Danny Kazuki on Sept 13, 2014 0:35:43 GMT -5
At the mention of a Gyarados, Danny instinctively checked on the red one that focused on eating its meal. Even though the one Josh had seemed pretty well tempered, it was surprising to hear that it used to be a different case entirely. He heard about stories where Pokemon could pull a 180 when it came to personality if they were trained well enough. Stories like that immediately roused his suspicion, making him wonder whether the Pokemon changed for their own benefit, or if there was some strange psychology hoo-hah going on. He couldn't even imagine any of his Pokemon changing so drastically just because they hung out with him.
Even his ill-mannered Honchkrow refused to budge when it came to simple tasks. Battles, sure. It could battle if it was provided the right reason, but Arceus forbid you forced it to be polite to someone.
Speaking of ill-mannered Pokemon, if Danny hadn't been talking to the Charizard right there and then, he never would've dodged that Flamethrower with a timely duck. "Hey! What's with that? That wasn't an insult, that was clearly an offering made out of concern. Clearly." He even took out the packet of tums out of his bag for emphasis, figuring that it was proof enough that he meant well. "Fire is hot, you know. Like, not safe hot. Don't do that." He grumbled, eyeing the Charizard with suspicion after it tried burning his face off for a reason Danny couldn't acknowledge. Larry, being the most supportive Pokemon a guy could ever ask for, proceeded to point and laugh at Danny's fright. All Danny could do was scowl and ignore him the best he could, and thankfully those amused caws settled down long enough to finish the last chunks of food in his bowl.
Josh seemed as hopeful about the coconut bra plan as Danny was, but Danny simply couldn't see it being a thing at this point. "Probably not. Like I said, I can just save that idea for a rainy day. No biggie. Besides, this disguise is nearly perfect! I can live on nearly perfect. That means it's just barely flawless. Oh, how much he wanted to believe his own words. He could repeat and reword it as much as he liked, but it still wasn't comforting him as much as he thought it would.
Things might've been lax and casual right now, but that one kid that passed Danny prior was back from his potty break, and he was currently walking right for the group. Danny couldn't even see the kid at all, since he happened to be facing the opposite direction. "Maybe I should start carrying a mask around. Like, one of those rubber Halloween masks. You know, it's weird how kids love clowns, but really we're all terrified of clowns. You just can't trust a person that wears shoes that are that big. I'm sorry if you have big feet, but seriously, what are they hiding in there?" Ramble ramble ramble, the threat was walking even closer, and the sound of Danny's voice was enough to make him look their way.
Post by Josh Dragomir on Sept 14, 2014 18:34:45 GMT -5
Josh couldn't help but laugh a bit at Danny's reaction. It was obvious he had offended the Charizard somehow, and Fawkes did what he did best, melting people's faces off. Luckily for Danny, he'd missed, but Danny wasn't making his situation any better. "Danny, just let it go" he advised with a small smile. "There are many rules in this world. Rules you live by if you want to survive. One, don't tug on Hawlucha's cape. Two, don't poke Pikachu's cheeks. And three? Don't piss off Charizard" he offered in advice. He noticed the Wingull's way of supporting it's Trainer was to laugh at him. Well, you get what you give, right? He doubted that Danny wouldn't laugh at it when it almost got burnt to cinders by a Charizard, after all. He seemed the type.
Josh didn't care too much about the coconut disguise. It was this nut's disguise, more power to him. What Josh did notice though, was one of the kids coming their way... And Barry Danielson or whatever his name was, was too busy babbling on to realize. Before the kid could look over though, Josh would motion to Chuck. A single motion with his head was enough for the Gyarados to understand, and he would suddenly lunge his body over and snap Danny up in his mouth before returning to his spot. Of course, he hadn't used his teeth. Instead, Danny was sitting snug in his mouth, unharmed and hidden from sight. Before Danny could struggle or yell out, Josh would move his finger to his lips to shush him, knowing that Danny could see him through the teeth.
As for the kid, he needed a cover up. He nodded over at Chuck as the kid started to look over and feigned an irritated face as he got up. "Damnit, Chuck! You know you can't be eating Mr. Mime!" he called out, pretending Danny was a humanoid Pokemon with hopes of the child falling for it since he hadn't seen Danny before Chuck had decided to make him Mock Dinner. "Spit him out!" Josh called, pretending to be annoyed. The Gyarados would shake his head and dive into the water, closing his jaws entirely to make sure that no water would get in and Danny would be safe with air to breathe in.
Post by Danny Kazuki on Sept 17, 2014 21:12:02 GMT -5
What a way to crinkle up his pride and stomp all over it. There was something unpleasant about being told to drop a face melting offense as if it couldn’t be helped. And it wasn’t even the fact that Josh unlocked the Frozen hype chest and whispered the fan-favorite catch phrase that had cheerful daisies boasting their pep at the local grouches by telling them to ‘let it go’. No, it was far from that. That Charizard tried to give him a fire bath as if it was comic relief, and while Danny was far from being the conductor of the no-fun-just-rules train, his lips slid down the side of his mouth as if it was ready to drop and save itself, and the rest of his face twisted as if it was overcome with doubt. He didn’t know what to make of a stranger that was willing to help him make a coconut bra out of the kindness of his heart, yet act as if face melting was a common occurrence. ”Yeah…good rules, man. Good rules.” Stuck between turning into a roasted chicken and getting trampled on by a horde of children, he surprised himself by preferring the monster mob over his fate on a Charizard’s dinner plate.
”Should I take notes, or is this not going to be on the exam? I’m not even sure what a Hawlucha is, but if it has a cape, it must be cool. I could use a cape. Why didn’t I think of that earlier? Hey, Josh. I bet you’d look good in a cape. Like some kind of caped, bearded hero of the hairy pits of hell—“ Josh wasn’t going to hear the end of that idea, and Danny doubted he even cared to hear it, judging from the way his bushy eyebrows slanted like arrows ready to launch, not quite making eye contact with Danny, but looking beyond him. As far as warnings went, that was the most Danny could pick up on given the short amount of time Josh had to pull off his impulse rescue mission. One second, Danny was happily chatting with an acquaintance on the beach, and the next, everything smelled like tuna.
And it didn’t even smell like good tuna. It was like the cheap stuff that you’d give to stray cats because it wasn’t good enough to put on the table, and before Danny’s mind registered his sudden teleportation, his voice broke at an all-time high squeal from being bathed in saliva and bad breath. His senses came back to him one by one after he registered the massive serpent-like tongue swishing around his legs like a fuzzy carpet, and as he turned to escape Gyarados jail, his hands slipped and slid against the unstable surface as the Gyarados chomped his lips shut. At least he had enough of an air hole to peek out between the water type’s teeth, but that was hardly satisfying. ”I’m gonna die. I’m so going to die.” He chanted to himself in a panic, missing Josh’s subtle shush as he turned away in horror, thoughts darting left and right as he wondered why the Gyarados hadn’t swallowed him yet. As far as he could tell, he still had all of his limbs, and there was nary a bight mark on him. Something smelled fishy, and it wasn’t just the Gyarados.
He peered through the small gap that was granted to him as an air hole as Josh shouted up to him about a Mr.Mime. Something about eating a Pokemon as the Gyarados played along, moving the floor and walls left and right like a stubborn child with too much power. If it hadn’t been his first instinct to grab onto the nearest object for support, he never would’ve latched onto something as repulsive as an over-sized tongue. Even now, he was cringing in disgust as he woefully played along, figuring that all he could do was play along until this disaster was well and over with.
Wail and shriek as he may, that didn’t stop the Gyarados from diving underwater with its prey securely locked between its jaws. The moment the light left the room, Danny’s heart immediately dropped in horror as his vision left him completely. With nothing but his nose and ears to rely on, this had to be the worst situation he had ever been in since the start of his Pokemon journey.
The kid that had been watching this whole display could only stare in horror at the scene, barely registering a Pokemon’s terrified cries as it went under with the Gyarados. As far that that kid was concerned, he could be next. Legs trembling and mouth quivering in tears and terror, he left a trail of urine in his wake as he sped off, presumably running back to his parents while Danny rocked himself back and forth until peace could return to his world.
Post by Josh Dragomir on Sept 17, 2014 21:33:24 GMT -5
Josh had honestly suggested ti for Danny's own safety. Of course, he didn't expect him to understand that, but Fawkes had always been a violent and grumpy sort. He had no problem with attacking someone if they rubbed him the wrong way. All Josh could do was try and train the Charizard best he could, while protecting any idiots dumb enough to piss it off anymore then they might have already. Danny included. All Josh was doing, of course, was keeping Danny from getting fried. Fawkes didn't play around.
"Trust me" he said, sighing. "I know it's not fair, but it's the best way to keep from being Charizard BBQ. Fawkes isn't my most well-behaved Pokemon, but he's one of my biggest powerhouses, and obviously he's got a lot of power. Power he can use if you provoke him. If he shoots at you once, just back away and drop it, because if you pursue it, he'll just do it again" he advised. "Seriously just trying to save your bacon" he added.
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The child would finally leave, though Josh would pretend not to acknowledge him as he kept yelling at the Gyarados to drop the "Mr. Mime" while it was underwater. Finally, Josh would notice it was gone and make a subtle gesture for Chuck to rise. The Gyarados would rise from the water, and would drop Danny, unharmed, into the water so he could wash himself off. He'd previously already dove underwater, they both assumed Danny would be fine being dropped back into it. Josh sighed as he leaned against the red Gyarados, looking down at him.
"You doing alright down there, kiddo?" he asked, still a bit dumbfounded at this series of events. "Seriously, that was a close one. You're lucky I taught Chuck how to hide people without chewing on them. That took awhile" he cracked with a cheeky grin.
Post by Danny Kazuki on Sept 18, 2014 14:59:39 GMT -5
Straining out his best Mr.Mime impression while under the assumption that he could be swallowed as punishment for his less than perfect acting abilities, he even danced around the Gyarados’s tongue as he imagined invisible walls surrounding his body. Movement became easier once the Gyarados wasn’t diving down or leaping up, and with Josh’s constant scolding becoming his only source of comfort, Danny honestly wanted to cry. This wasn’t how he planned on going down. ”Just let me live, Mime Mime. I don’t want to die, Mister Mister Mime Mime. Mister I Mime want Mister Mister to live and not Mime smell like Mister Mime fish.” The longer he kept up the act, the more he gave up on how effective it really was. It wasn’t until the Gyarados rose back to the surface that Danny was rattled into stopping, clinging to the huge tongue underneath him for dear life until Chuck spit him straight into the salty sea.
Much like the sea, Danny was pretty salty at this point, but he only knew how to express that anger through tears and nonstop blubbering. ”Jooooosh! What was even the point of that, man? Why did you even train it to do that? What situation is that even useful? Hold (hic) up, I feel disgusting.” Greatly preferring the ocean water to the fish saliva, he dived his head back underwater, smoothing his hair down as he rushed and crinkled his hair between his fingers in a feeble attempt to get the smell out. By the time he rose back up to the surface, Chuck’s scent still lingered all over his skin and clothes, and he lost his fuzzy fake mustache in the process. "Jooooooosh!" Back to howling in distress like a wounded animal, he now had to lament the loss of his facial hair, which was pretty important, because it was pretty sexy looking for fake facial hair.
Seeing how it wasn’t in the water, either Chuck had a ball of fuzz stuck somewhere in his mouth, or it was accidentally swallowed in the Danny-saving process. Now that was unfortunate.
Post by Josh Dragomir on Sept 18, 2014 15:34:07 GMT -5
Josh couldn't help but laugh a bit as he looked down at Danny in the water. "Well, to be honest.. I didn't actually train him to do that" he said with a grin. "No reason to, but he knew that if he actually ate you, he'd be in trouble. I beat him with a Pikachu, he's not going to risk pissing me off" he said, shrugging as he pulled Danny out of the water.
"Sorry I had to do that, mate. But it was that or let the kid getcha. But on the bright side, that kid high-tailed it the second he saw my Gyarados eat some Mr. Mime. I don't think the kids will be heading to this part of town anytime soon when that gets out among their little group, so it gives you a little bit of time to regroup, maybe replace your mustache and dry off" he said. "The least we could do was buy you time"
Post by Danny Kazuki on Sept 20, 2014 18:28:44 GMT -5
The more he listened to Josh, the less he understood what was going on. At least it made sense claiming that the Gyarados acted like that because of Josh’s command, but now he was left trembling from the cold, ocean water as his lips quivered in fright from his near death experience. Despite Josh’s claims that the Gyarados knew better than to eat a human without expecting consequences, he couldn’t help but think about all of the ways this could’ve backfired on him. The explanation was also worded in a way that had Danny doing a double take at the Pikachu, somehow having an easy time visualizing Josh as a fully armored knight, beard still visible in all of that armor as he held Lightning in his hands as if the Pikachu was some kind of sword. And in all of that get-up, he was able to whack the Gyarados into submission by slamming a Pikachu against its face. Funny that battles didn’t actually work like that, and the moment he realized how silly that thought was, he realized what Josh actually meant. ”You mean…that…beat that?” He couldn’t deny his surprise at the claim, pointing from Lightning to Chuck as his face stretched apart in disbelief, mouth practically dropping to the sand at the thought. ”Damn. Types really do make a difference.” Not that he was that clueless about the importance of having the type advantage, but he never imagined that something so tiny could take on that kind of creature and win.
Maybe he needed to have more faith in his own Pokemon. Glancing down at Larry, who didn’t seem to be too concerned about his welfare, he groaned when the bird stuck out his tongue in an attempt to make him laugh. Laughing was great and all, but his heart was still slamming into his ribs as if it was trying to break out of jail, and the overall shock had yet to die down. ”That’s good. That’s definitely good. Yeah, this area should be like a little sanctuary. And with all of that commotion, they’ll forget about me in no time. Brilliant man, that you are.” Once Josh brought up the situation’s good points, Danny immediately latched onto them and held them close. It was almost always better to see the good side of a situation and kind of pretend as if the bad side didn’t exist. That sort of mindset got him through the day at least, even if it was rather pitiful.
”We should probably head back to the Pokemon Center and like, take a shower or something. Huh, Larry?” He lifted up his arm and motioned for the Wingull to sit on top, which Larry did for about five seconds, until he decided to cling to Danny’s arm as if he was some kind of monkey. It wasn’t easy walking around with a bird latched onto his arm, but what could he do besides accept it and move on? ”But it wouldn’t be too smart to go into the front door though, just in case there’s people there we don’t like. Here’s to finding out if we can crawl in through the back window.” Even when the worst of the child mob was over, he still managed to find some way to turn his day into an ordinary adventure. Grinning towards Josh and Lightning, he flashed them a loose, lazy wave once he was ready to ditch this place. ”So, Josh. Lightning. Gyarados that has a thing for human flesh.” He nodded to each of them as he said their names, continuing with a tired chuckle. ”It was nice meeting you, but right now, I stink. It’s a miracle I’m not swarmed in cats, because everything on me smells like fish right now. But yeah, we’re heading out, so adi-toast.” Satisfied with his good-bye, he dripped and dragged droplets of water across the sunburned sand, sloshing in his sopping wet pants as he trudged his way back to the comfort of a warm, clean shower.
O O C:
I think Danny's good here for the day <3 We can pick up the thread with a time skip if you'd like, oooor we could just have another thread if you want. :^)
Post by Josh Dragomir on Sept 24, 2014 21:03:20 GMT -5
Hours would pass. Night would fall. Josh had taken solace in a hotel for the day after the chance encounter in order to get some serious R&R. It'd been a rough trip to Dewford after all and Josh's attempt to relax and fish was obviously interrupted and made quite eventful. As for tonight, once Josh had relaxed in the hotel room and recovered, he was out again into the night. This time, there was a town-wide campfire on the beach in Dewford. A way to kick back and relax and eat some smores. Josh was sitting near the fire, with Lightning sitting beside him, with a hot dog on a stick placed near the open fire. The rather large open fire, might I add.
Josh was relaxed. After the eventful way there and the eventful fishing trip, he was happy to just kick back and enjoy the journey he'd been on. A way to really look back at how far he'd come.
