[Espio has finally made it into Cherrygrove. And, since he plans on doing nothing but complain endlessly for the entire duration of his time as a Pokemon Trainer, he is currently leaning up against a sign poking his "doowhatsit", writing up a list. Ignoring the Eevee that is currently pawing at his leg while he's at it.
Anyone in the area is free to bug him. He's in an extra-whiny mood though. Sunburn is not helping.]
Okay, so Day 4 in Loonyland. Lessons learned:
1: These bodies suck. They're slow, weak, and have no powers. And if you spend days on a trail in blazing heat you sweat and then you stink. Oh, and they can't take heat. Or sunlight. My skin is red and sore. This should just not happen.
2: The place is covered in "sentrets" and "hoothoots" and if I see another one I am going to go insane.
3: The eevee thing is an idiot. It charges blindly into battle without being told to, then looks up and tries to make me feel guilty for not telling it what to do! I don't need "protecting"!
Can't say I'm looking forward to the next hike.
Anyone in the area is free to bug him. He's in an extra-whiny mood though. Sunburn is not helping.]
Okay, so Day 4 in Loonyland. Lessons learned:
1: These bodies suck. They're slow, weak, and have no powers. And if you spend days on a trail in blazing heat you sweat and then you stink. Oh, and they can't take heat. Or sunlight. My skin is red and sore. This should just not happen.
2: The place is covered in "sentrets" and "hoothoots" and if I see another one I am going to go insane.
3: The eevee thing is an idiot. It charges blindly into battle without being told to, then looks up and tries to make me feel guilty for not telling it what to do! I don't need "protecting"!
Can't say I'm looking forward to the next hike.
[Espio is trying so hard to adapt to this situation, and doing perhaps better than others might - granted, this is only because he's used to things going bizarrely wrong, and this certainly qualifies. After a while of poking the Pokegear and investigating the contents of his backpack, he figures he might as well ask.]
A few questions:
1. Why am I here?
2. Was it necessary for me to be transformed into an I-don't-know-what?
3. Am I supposed to be going somewhere?
4. Is the brown fuzzball supposed to be mine? It keeps staring at me.
5. What nutcase do I need to go beat up?
A few questions:
1. Why am I here?
2. Was it necessary for me to be transformed into an I-don't-know-what?
3. Am I supposed to be going somewhere?
4. Is the brown fuzzball supposed to be mine? It keeps staring at me.
5. What nutcase do I need to go beat up?
Not that I'm a giant fan of "how's my driving" as a title for crit posts, but eh. Doesn't matter! This is my public crit post for Espio the Chameleon, who is played at
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Comments are screened, anonymous is on, and IP logging is off. And yes, I did make sure! =D
Espio's thoughts on the people he meets.
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