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Post by gantzgun74 on Sept 13, 2015 2:09:20 GMT -5
The portal had come out of nowhere to be frank.
And when the two awoke in this unusual world, it was to the sights of a land unlike anything the two had seen previously. The land itself was wide and varied. And yet it was so many locations and climates all bunched up together. Theoretically speaking, it was something that shouldn't be possible... And yet it was working out very well. It was almost miraculous in it's own way.
Whatever the case however, his spaceship was on the fritz, and even if it wasn't, it looked like he and Pommy weren't going anywhere.
Which leads them to today.
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"There we go!"
Who would have ever thought in their entire life they would see a legendary hero such as him doing something so mundane? So Normal? Well, things had been changing a lot in recent months, from finding that odd little egg in the wreckage of that space ship, to it hatching in his ship a few days later. The little being within had been rather rambunctious and LOVED giving him trouble...
But hey, White Bomber, otherwise known as the great hero 'Bomberman' was rather fond of the little guy anyway. And now, here he was, grocery shopping for their food to come in the next few weeks.
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OKAY DAYS.
He still needed a job on this island it seemed...
The basket he was pushing around was looking pretty bare, and yet it still had what was needed to temporarily break White's account. Just some home cooked pizzas, some hamburger meat, some potatoes...
Which brought up the question, did he even know HOW to cook-?
The thought made the Bomber groan. "Oy...."
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Post by ryocker on Sept 13, 2015 2:16:43 GMT -5
A tiny pink pudgeball walked right behind said helmeted hero, his long floppy ears dangling as he bounced about. "Mee-yeew... Whiiite! Pommy's hungry!" the small blop growled, a small spark of electricity hitting at his ears. "Why can't Pommy just eat everything NOW?!"
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Post by gantzgun74 on Sept 13, 2015 2:29:44 GMT -5
White Bomber had been quick to stop Pommy before he could jump into the basket and start eating everything. "First off, that stuff's not even cooked, so you're gonna think it tastes gross." He said, looking a bit grossed out himself. "With that in mind we need to COOK IT FIRST. Secondly, we also need to PAY for this stuff. Thirdly, we need this to LAST. So please Pommy. At least until I get new employment let's try slowing down. Then after that I'll start filling you up. Sound good?"
With a groan, White started pushing the basket again. Sure that had been the plan, but really, he had no actual prospects. No-one was in a rush to hire a guy that could blow shit up. Sure the Demolitions guys called him up more then once but...
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Honestly at this point he wasn't even sure why he complained about those jerks... IT was honest work at the very least...
.... Good bye dreams of becoming a hero or a cop... It looked like this guy was going to start dabbling in construction-
CLI-CLINK!!!!!
He had been so lost in his imaginings that he didn't notice the other basket rounding the corner until HIS had run clean into it.
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Post by DMis on Sept 13, 2015 2:32:55 GMT -5
Bread, milk, eggs, cereal.... What am I forgetting? thought a feminine looking male as their eyes watched the aisles.
"Oooofph," 'he' muttered as his cart ran into the another shopper's. "You okay over there?" came quickly from his mouth.
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Post by ryocker on Sept 13, 2015 2:41:49 GMT -5
Pommy stopped just as soon as the carts collided, his little bead eyes blinking in confusion. "Pommy is," he offered with a cheerful grin. "Pommy's not sure if White is doing so good, though..."
A few people very carefully watched the goings on, Pommy looking about as his so called keeper tried recovering. Hmm... maybe while they're occupied... Pommy gave a quick little snicker, tiptoeing his way out of sight. Possibly too soon.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Sept 13, 2015 2:50:52 GMT -5
White Bomber had nearly doubled over his basket at the collision, his waist now on the handle bar. "OOOF-!!" .... Taking a moment, he pushed himself back down and let himself hit the floor "Ooow....." The voice that followed at least sounded nice. "Y-Yeah! I'm okay..!" He groaned as he picked himself up, dusting himself off. After that, he pulled his basket back and looked around the corner to the new basket pusher. "Hahaha... Sorry about that... My mind must be everywhere but here today...." He looked up at the odd person before him. "You're not hurt either are you?"
It never hurt to be polite. That had been something White had learned from his brother about being a hero... Or generally just being a good person really. Whatever the case it was, he took the lesson to heart.
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Post by DMis on Sept 13, 2015 3:04:57 GMT -5
"Accidents happen. I think I can blame myself for not paying attention," he offered with a weak smile as violet eyes followed White.
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Post by ryocker on Sept 13, 2015 19:30:34 GMT -5
Skittering through the grocery store of the mall, Pommy hustled in a frenzied panic, occasionally peering back just to make sure Bomberman or the other person hadn't noticed him taking off. Passing by an assortment of people in the store, he eventually hid behind an end of an aisle, staring back where he'd come from to see White hadn't noticed his take-off. "Mew~!" he cheered, giddily hopping his way through the store.
Trudging his way through the store, the tiny critter eventually caught wind of a delicious scent. Sweet, sugary, sour, even a bit chunky... Candy! And a ton of it! He darted his way through the store, smiling big when he found what he was looking for- an aisle flooded with candy.
"Meew! Pommy hit the jackpot!" he grinned, darting through the aisle- only to bop his face on someone's leg. "Hey! Pommy's walking here!" he growled, immediately losing his spark when he looked up.
A rather lovely looking red-headed woman in a witch's hat peered down at Pommy, smiling. "More like running," she smiled, bending down.
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Post by gantzgun74 on Sept 13, 2015 22:06:11 GMT -5
White Bomber held up his hands defensively. "N-nonononono! That was all me! Trust me, I've been having a bad week. But, I should've been paying more attention regardless." He groans. "Anyway, sorry, I'll just be going now, come on Pom-" When he turned around, he had been fully expecting to find Pommy still there, waiting patiently for all of this to end so they could get back home quicker... .......... In retrospect, he would later think on just how STUPID that thought frame had been. Pommy was gone. Of course. "..... -MMY........" He quickly started looking around, eyes now wide in complete and total panic. "Pommy-  ? POMMY-?!?!?!? POMMY WHERE'D YA GO- ??" |
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Post by DMis on Sept 13, 2015 22:39:21 GMT -5
"Want help finding the bugger?" the male asked. "Does he have any favorite things?"
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Post by ryocker on Sept 13, 2015 22:45:30 GMT -5
Pommy squeaked, looking up at the woman with the mask. "Wh-who are you?" Pommy asked, the woman giving a gentle smile.
"You know, if you disobey the one that's currently helping you, you're bound to have a few problems," she mentioned, the tiny charabom squeaking and shivering in fear. What did she mean? Was Pommy in danger because he wasn't with White Bomber? The little cream puff released a quick meow, running in a small panic.
"W-what should Pommy do?!" he asked, the woman offering a hand.
"Let the Blue Flame help you," she offered, the little guy offering his red hand to her. She simply walked along a short while, leading him back to White's point of view. "There."
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Post by gantzgun74 on Sept 14, 2015 17:46:28 GMT -5
Bomberman had been about to freak out a bit before he noticed Pommy being returned by an odd looking character. But like hell was he noticing her at this point in time. "Pommy!!!" He was quick to rush over and pick up Pommy, giving him an antsy look. "Pommy for the love of- you KNOW I get really worried about you when you wander off like that!! This isn't familiar terrain, we NEED to stay together, got it??"
He looked to the woman in the witch's hat. "Thanks a lot for finding him. I appreciate it a lot miss-" He stopped, realizing he had not gotten a name from the woman before him. The 'man' meanwhile was stuck watching this, since Pommy had been found before 'he' could help White start searching.
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Post by DMis on Sept 14, 2015 17:51:14 GMT -5
'Well that happened,' the male thought. "Good to see the little guy safe," he offered with a nod to the witch.
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Post by ryocker on Sept 14, 2015 18:42:19 GMT -5
Pommy gave a pout. "P-Pommy just wanted some candy," he offered, slumping in White's arms. The witchy woman from before walked up, smiling down at the bomber.
"I just happened to walking about," she offered, smiling. "He's quite the adorable little fella- so are you, as a matter of fact..." A mischiveous smile appeared on her face, the masked woman walking away. "Just call me the Blue Flame, everyone else does."
Pommy looked back as best he could, wiggling in his caretaker's grasp. ".... mew," he squeaked. "Unfamiliar territory becomes familiar if you explore on it..."
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Post by gantzgun74 on Sept 14, 2015 19:34:24 GMT -5
"In time Pommy, for now we just need to get settled in first." He groans. "I know we're taking things slow, but please, be patient. This world's... Pretty strange." That was an understatement. Literally his first day here, the two were attacked by a bomb throwing nutjob who seemed to find pleasure in blowing stuff up. Very nearly blew up him and Pommy. After that day, Bomberman decided to take the investigation slowly, wait until him and Pommy were properly settled in before they started getting too curious about their new surroundings...
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That had been the plan. But something White noticed was that surviving without proper work was a bit more difficult then he thought. What he needed was employment.
With a sigh aimed at Pommy, he nodded to the witch. "Thank you miss... 'Blue flame'. Not exactly a mouthful, but it still didn't sound like a proper name. "And uh.." He turns to the other newcomer. "And thank you sir for offering to help find Pommy, it's appreciated." He scratched behind his head as he put Pommy in the child's chair of the basket. "Heh, I'll be sure to keep a better eye on him."
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? POMMY-?!?!?!? POMMY WHERE'D YA GO-