Post by South Italy on Jul 14, 2010 2:50:37 GMT 2
Holy crap, he actually made it past that creepy lake?!
Romano had traveled for a while now and recently passed Miina city. The lake they had there was the creepiest lake he had ever seen and the biggest mindfuck ever. The Italian couldn't push past that, because it was! Even his stupid charmander saw it, and that thing wasn't all to bright, Romano was sure of the fact the little creature wasn't.
But whatever, he and Lucciola made it past the city and were well on their way going down route 4. He realized how strange it was that he hadn't run into anyone anymore after a brief encounter with his brother and two others...who were they again? And what the hell had they done? Romano's memory failed him on that so it couldn't have been important.
And then the Pokemon, he hadn't even managed to catch one of those forsaken bastards, aside from Lucciola, and he wasn't sure how much of a achievement that was. (He didn't really catch it either, the thing had saved him and stalked the boy ever since. And yes, he did claim the only poke-ball Romano had been carrying at that time.) His displeasure was clear on his face as the Italian stomped down the forest path, his chamander happily following.
They did had some battles with wild Pokemon, because Romano was eager to gather a few, yet every encounter either ended with Lucciola being to strong or to distracted to carry on. So here he was, stomping down a path expression his anger with a, now rather scared, charmander as slow as a slowpoke following and with no other Pokemon on his team as of yet.
The Italian failed at this, his idiot little brother probably would have caught at least 1 Pokemon by now, hell, even that dense Spaniard would have. These thoughts made the Italian rather upset, if anything.
"I'll proof these jerks I can do this," he muttered to himself, completely lost in thought, that was until Lucciola bumped into him. Nothing unusual, Romano had learned to ignore it, but that did not make him any less annoyed. "Dammit, why can't you look out for a moment?!" Romano snapped at the orange creature, who, before he knew it suddenly ran off.
Shit, did he upset him?
There was a brief moment of panic that came over him when he saw the lizard like creature run into a cave. (just around Narbey) That moronic Pokemon wasn't smart enough to stay on it's own, and Romano was just a bit to paranoid to stay on his own as well.
"God dammit Lucciola, get back here!" there was panic in his voice as he screamed, quickly running into the cave, following the light of the flame. He didn't like admitting it but he did not want Lucciola to get lost. It might be a stupid Pokemon, but he was still Romano's Pokemon!
Romano had traveled for a while now and recently passed Miina city. The lake they had there was the creepiest lake he had ever seen and the biggest mindfuck ever. The Italian couldn't push past that, because it was! Even his stupid charmander saw it, and that thing wasn't all to bright, Romano was sure of the fact the little creature wasn't.
But whatever, he and Lucciola made it past the city and were well on their way going down route 4. He realized how strange it was that he hadn't run into anyone anymore after a brief encounter with his brother and two others...who were they again? And what the hell had they done? Romano's memory failed him on that so it couldn't have been important.
And then the Pokemon, he hadn't even managed to catch one of those forsaken bastards, aside from Lucciola, and he wasn't sure how much of a achievement that was. (He didn't really catch it either, the thing had saved him and stalked the boy ever since. And yes, he did claim the only poke-ball Romano had been carrying at that time.) His displeasure was clear on his face as the Italian stomped down the forest path, his chamander happily following.
They did had some battles with wild Pokemon, because Romano was eager to gather a few, yet every encounter either ended with Lucciola being to strong or to distracted to carry on. So here he was, stomping down a path expression his anger with a, now rather scared, charmander as slow as a slowpoke following and with no other Pokemon on his team as of yet.
The Italian failed at this, his idiot little brother probably would have caught at least 1 Pokemon by now, hell, even that dense Spaniard would have. These thoughts made the Italian rather upset, if anything.
"I'll proof these jerks I can do this," he muttered to himself, completely lost in thought, that was until Lucciola bumped into him. Nothing unusual, Romano had learned to ignore it, but that did not make him any less annoyed. "Dammit, why can't you look out for a moment?!" Romano snapped at the orange creature, who, before he knew it suddenly ran off.
Shit, did he upset him?
There was a brief moment of panic that came over him when he saw the lizard like creature run into a cave. (just around Narbey) That moronic Pokemon wasn't smart enough to stay on it's own, and Romano was just a bit to paranoid to stay on his own as well.
"God dammit Lucciola, get back here!" there was panic in his voice as he screamed, quickly running into the cave, following the light of the flame. He didn't like admitting it but he did not want Lucciola to get lost. It might be a stupid Pokemon, but he was still Romano's Pokemon!