Perhaps it's about time I laid down a proper introduction of myself. I mean, people are interested in me and my shit, right? The inner workings of my mind are like a untapped, prolific euphoria to those keen on listening to the sick poetic verse that drips like a tar from the poorly oiled orifices of my psyche. The parts clanging against each other in an amaranthine cadence, causing all who listen to break it down.
My name is Dirk Strider and I am 13 years old. I am male, if it matters, although I try not to think of gender as a concrete perception, but rather an abstraction that some choose to dwell upon more seriously than others. In other words, it isn't really a thing. My ambition is to become a Breeder although that fantasy current alludes me. In the meantime I am traveling to become an adroit Trainer . Once I am skilled as a trainer I will then use my stalwart team as the substructure for my far off dream. My avocations include puppets, robotics, making sweet beats, equine Pokemon, My Little Ponyta: Friendship is Magic, philosophy, and mythology. Oh, and legendary infinite showers.
Don't judge.
I have a low tolerance for shit and wont put up with it. If there is anything wrong with your ability to act like a mature individual, I will take it upon myself to change that part of you until you cease to grind my patience with your constant moronic babbling.
Yep.
what's goin' down?
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GENDER: Male TYPE: Fire LEVEL: OO9 MOVES: ember | growl | tackle | tail whip NATURE: Docile. Dash is a really chill Pokemon, as he was a house pet, not a fighter. However, through spending time with Dirk in the park and participating in a few battles he leveled a little and knows how to handle himself in a fight. Like his trainer, Dash enjoys to be pampered and puts up with Dirk's constant petting and combing. Like Dirk, Dash is shy and doesn't really like to socialize. Instead, he'd rather curl up at his master's feet and sleep. CHARACTERS' THOUGHTS:
[/color] Okay, Dash is the shit. I bought this little guy from one of the couriers that worked for my dad. He said he found him in his yard, injured and was going to sell him. I always liked Ponyta and I wanted one, so I shelled out the pocket money I had to get him. Then I was broke as fuck so I had to nurse him back to health and here we are. We're inseparable bros. He's kind of lazy, but when it comes to fighting he gets the job done. I don't like to push him and I think he gets that. Mad respect on both our parties. We're tight.
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--INVENTORY lil' cal x o1 sock puppet x o2 smuppet x o2 rainbow dash figurine x o1 kamina sunglasses x o2 simon sunglasses x o1 screw driver x o1 katana x o1 hunting knife x o1 stupid fucking rope x o1 iphone x o1 shower kit (+1 loofa) x o5 mlp:fim canteen x o1 pokeballs x 20 potion x 10 revive x o1
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BADGES
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none yet you stupid fuck
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