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route_10652012-11-12 01:05 pm
hintcoinplz) wrote in route_10652012-11-12 01:05 pm
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Who: Luke and Reaver
Where: Goldenrod
When: November 12th, late evening.
Summary: Luke gets his Pokemon stolen.
Rating: PG-13 or higher. There's definitely violence.
Log:
[Today was busy as usual. The good kind of busy, of course. Luke spent a few hours training some of his Pokemon, running errands, playing in the park, the usual stuff. Every once in a while though, he'll accidentally stay out past curfew and tonight was one of those nights.
He didn't want another lecture from the Professor, so he decides to try and take the quickest way home - through some of the alleys in Goldenrod. He's had plenty of time to get used to the layout of Goldenrod and which is the fastest way home. It should be easy, right? So he'll be navigating through Goldenrod as quickly as he can to get home.]
Where: Goldenrod
When: November 12th, late evening.
Summary: Luke gets his Pokemon stolen.
Rating: PG-13 or higher. There's definitely violence.
Log:
[Today was busy as usual. The good kind of busy, of course. Luke spent a few hours training some of his Pokemon, running errands, playing in the park, the usual stuff. Every once in a while though, he'll accidentally stay out past curfew and tonight was one of those nights.
He didn't want another lecture from the Professor, so he decides to try and take the quickest way home - through some of the alleys in Goldenrod. He's had plenty of time to get used to the layout of Goldenrod and which is the fastest way home. It should be easy, right? So he'll be navigating through Goldenrod as quickly as he can to get home.]
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[His voice comes out as a squeak. Even though he's pinned, he'll still try to squirm away.]
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[He'll just be leaning forward, putting a bit more pressure on that stick.]
Either hand over these creatures you were telling me about, or I'm going to take them from you.
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N-no, you can't!
[He grunts in pain at the pressure on his chest, but now he's fighting a bit more desperately to get away. He'll try to shove the stick away from his chest.]