Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27356783-20190831040155/@comment-27344811-20190831231628

"Hey, you wanna go, punk?? WHat are you riding, some sort of Mudsdale crossbreed? Genetic hiccup? Bro, what a lame-as-heck lookin' Ride Pokemon! Check mine, punk!" Guzma throws an Ultra Ball onto the ground, sending out his imported Bug type; a massive, 8'02"/2.5 Meter tall insect with dark magenta armor with a dark grenish-gray underside, a pair of purple-banded, magenta, horn-like antennae on each end, and four smallish yet muscular legs.

Scolipede rears back and stomps on the ground. Guzma kneels, posing. "Look at her! SHe's majestic! Beautiful! BUG!"

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"Hey, why are you making fun of his chicken a-" Darrel is pushed down by Raymond, who leans over. "Oh? A fan? Well, I enver stopped selling Raymond's Way, per say; after my loss at the hands of," He inhales, "''Radicles', I moved it to one of Father's online shell-companies."

"Please don't blab about the shell companies..." Ernesto pulls his hat down.

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The trio of SKy, Rotty, and Bolo finds themsleves on the end of dark maroon headlights.

Lockdown has moved out, deciding "hm. i think swindle needs a chaperone".

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