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Post by mugenginga on Aug 10, 2009 17:03:01 GMT -5
(OOC: Skeletor. Think He-Man. XD)
Marina turned around and spit a stream of water in Clive's face before running past Miku and hiding behind Prue. Prue turned to ask her what she was doing, but Marina pulled what Prue had commonly called "Growlithe eyes" and she just drew Marina into her Pokeball as well.
Skeletor suddenly felt very abandoned and ran over to Prue. She pulled him into his pokeball as well.
"I gave up in my mid-teens," she saw the dressed Clive standing in the doorway, "Mister, are you alright?"
She couldn't stop herself from blushing a bit again. That was more than she wanted to see on any human.
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Aug 10, 2009 17:10:43 GMT -5
Clive dusted himself off. That was an experience he wanted to forget. "Just peachy. Next time, don't let that bloody ghost out of its ball, okay?"
Miku smacked him in the face with a leek. "You! Clean up my room!"
"Why the bloody hell should I?!" Clive yelled. "And stop hitting me with a bloody onion! It's not funny!"
"Because it's half your fault my room's covered in my... in my... unmentionables! Now get in there!" Miku screeched. Clive grumbled and headed on inside.
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Post by mugenginga on Aug 10, 2009 17:16:40 GMT -5
"I couldn't expect them to say in their Pokeballs all night! And I didn't know the hotel could teleport people around!"
Prue sweatdropped as Miku whacked Clive with the leek. The comparison to a Farfetch'd flitted in her mind, but the girl had a temper problem that Prue didn't think would be helped by comparing her to a duck.
"I'll help." she said, grabbing items from around the room. After all, it was her Pokemon that had caused the havoc, "How do you fold these?"
It wasn't from stupidity, she was just aware everyone had a preferred way for clothes to be folded. Sora placed her front paws on Prue's head and chirped her her name happily.
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Aug 10, 2009 17:22:01 GMT -5
Clive sighed. "Yeah, I probably shoulda mention'd that. I did say it was weird!"
"Just put 'em on my bed, I'll fold 'em later," Miku said. She looked at Clive. "Stop staring at my undies!"
"Why the bloody hell are they all the same pattern?!" Clive yelled. "Show some variation!"
This got him another leek in the face.
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Post by mugenginga on Aug 10, 2009 19:01:32 GMT -5
Even Prue got annoyed by this, "You have no right to criticize a woman's choice in underwear! You're a GUY!"
"Pachi! Pachi chi!"
("Yeah! Besides, they're cute!")
It was probably a good thing no one could understand Sora. That little comment would have either sent Miku into a blush, earned her a leek in the face, or both.
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Aug 10, 2009 20:12:12 GMT -5
"I can criticize the bloody undies if I bloody want to!" Clive yelled. He held them up. "I mean, honestly! At least throw some floral patterns in here or something to change it up!"
Miku finally had enough of it and kicked Clive out of the door. Literally.
"Oh, fuck you too, lassy," Clive said, picking himself off the floor.
"If I ever see you around here again, I'm going to call security on you!" Miku warned.
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Post by mugenginga on Aug 10, 2009 20:21:16 GMT -5
Prue picked up the undewear Clive had dropped and placed it on Miku's bed. That took care of the mess.
"I'm sorry about him... If you'll excuse me..."
Prue slipped out of the room and looked down at Clive, "Mister, are you trying to get people mad at you?"
Still with the mister. Most people were annoyed by this point and throwing their name at Prue. To her, if she didn't know a person they were either "Mister" or "Maam". She had made mistakes before. She remembered one incident at Hoenn's Battle Frontier... that Brain had been so pissed at her. Was it her fault he dressed like some kind of showgirl?
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Aug 11, 2009 5:23:12 GMT -5
Clive gave Prue an annoyed look. "No. It's just... augh! I'm goin' back to bed." He turned to leave, and started mumbling even more obscentities.
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Post by mugenginga on Aug 11, 2009 14:38:19 GMT -5
Prue just stood there. She wasn't entirely sure what to do now. Had she been rude? She hadn't gone "back to bed" in quite some time. She was so used to getting up with the sun her internal alarmclock had adjusted itself as such.
She turned towards Miku. But she couldn't come up with anything to say. She had already apologized... "Uh, I'm Prue..."
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Aug 11, 2009 20:06:45 GMT -5
Miku smiled. "Hatsune Miku. Pleased to meet you."
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Post by mugenginga on Aug 11, 2009 20:29:56 GMT -5
"I probably shouldn't have made him angry... he was supposed to help me get my bearings." A lightbulb almost literally went off in Prue's head, "Hey, how long have you been here? Ah... I mean, I don't want to be rude..."
Sora yawned and wrapped her tail around Prue's neck. She looked like she was getting ready to fall asleep. As if she wasn't already oozing with cuteness, she looked to be cuter.
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Aug 11, 2009 20:34:59 GMT -5
"At this hotel or on the island?" Miku asked. "I've been on the island for a while. I think someone installed some programmed that used my voice on it, and I got transported here because of it. As for the hotel, well, I'm on tour, so I'm only staying here for a few days."
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Post by mugenginga on Aug 11, 2009 21:28:55 GMT -5
Prue's mind triped and landed on its face, "Uh... progam that used your voice? Transported you here? Whaa?"
The girl came from a world that did not know Hatsune Miku, or even Vocaloids. And she didn't know how random the portals could be. Even now she figured Palkia was behind the whole mess.
And if one didn't know about Vocaloids, it would make absolutely zero sense that an installed program could transport anyone, anywhere. Well, except for maybe Porygons. Which Miku most certainly was not.
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Aug 11, 2009 21:32:16 GMT -5
Miku raised an eyebrow. "Yeah. I'm considered a program on a buncha different worlds. Back home, I'm a singer, but on other worlds, I'm a program... Really, I'm not sure what I am." She gave a nervous smile. "Anyways, it was nice meetin' ya, but I gotta get to work."
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Post by mugenginga on Aug 11, 2009 21:39:17 GMT -5
Prue's mind was still trying to process this, but she was polite enough to nod and walk out of the room. She walked down the hall, wondering what she was supposed to do now. The hotel fluxed and she was looking at her feet when it happened.
She managed to walk into Clyde's backside. She squeaked in surprise and was apologizing profusely before even realizing who she had run into. Could have been worse. She'd apologized to a street lamp before for a similar reason.
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