In plan avoid all of that, he quickly took the arrow by his hat,
used reversal with the hydro pump and used extreme speed once more
to get atop of the mast
He got flung off the harpoon gun, and splashed into the water
below. The gun stopped retracting, but would soon run out of rope
to extend. He slowly climbed the hull of the ship, and flopped
weakly onto the deck
The poison would have landed on him. Pixie would have left him some
hindrance to spite him. She spat as she left, whipping around, her
knife still grasped firmly in her jaws. She headed below deck
He sighed, and flipped up his eyepatch, the empty socket gazing
into the clouds “If I want to stop these stupid Pokémon, I have to
evolve. I think... I think I can be the same thing as my parents
without becoming them”
"If you know you are going to become exactly like your parents,
maybe you 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 go on and evolve then, no one would really mind
it..." She stormed off.
I may seem like a bunch of useless text, but I LIVE HERE and I
don't welcome visitors >:(
"She used a fairy type moves on a steel type..." Pixie muttered.
"Isn't she a psychic too?" Pixie had a problem with criticizing
everything her crewmates did...but she really wanted to take her
anger out on something sometimes. That Lucario had been quite the
annoyance. He'd pay for it, obviously, but he served to irritate
her now. She was heading toward the sleeping quarters.
He dropped his eyepatch on the ground, and walked off to fight
something. “Be quiet Gardevoir. I don’t think you have the right to
crotisize your superior”
"Constructive criticism is a great gift to receive, to be
ungrateful for it, is a horrid way to think." Jermyain smiled a
bit, "The only one here I'd call sir, is the Captain."
I may seem like a bunch of useless text, but I LIVE HERE and I
don't welcome visitors >:(