tank_rockarms: (Loving Glance)
tank_rockarms ([personal profile] tank_rockarms) wrote2011-03-19 02:13 am

ACKSHUN

Once upon a time in a land far, far away, there lived a valiant blue knight who rode atop a steed made out of orange iron. He was a mighty knight, and had slain many in battle.

But one day, an evil imp by the name of VINCENT. V. VINESON came out of the wooded forest glen and did several thousand dollars worth of damage to the muscular knight's equipage.

The brave knight took off after this vile svartálfar and soundly beat him to within an inch of his life, and also sprayed numerous effusions from his stomach upon the foul defiler of his sweet ride, because of the contemptible reprobate's noxious particulate matter.

Several days later, it came to the mind of the knight exactly who this wretched daemon might have been, and so, dear reader, he went to confront him.

Max knocked on Vinnie's door.

[identity profile] punchtheflowers.livejournal.com 2011-03-19 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Vinnie held up a hand, trying to stop Max from leaping to conclusions. Or more likely, punching to conclusions. "That wasn't diss against your country, okay?

"First off, I might not be that Ivysaur anymore, but that was definitely me as a kid. And I still don't like tanks. But more than that, you're telling me t'take you as, what, my Commanding Officer? That ain't something I can do so easily.

"I don't know what you think of me, but I take my job as a Pokemon seriously. I've got Red, I've got the Garden t'think about. You're asking me t'take on obligations way beyond paying for repairs."
Edited 2011-03-19 22:28 (UTC)