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 Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 4:05 pm
The search for Khetal was long and tiresome. Both Kam and Delphine had followed leads, searched out vague tips that strangers offered, but they had yet to find him. They had, however, found nearly every hobo without a hairbrush in Destiny City.
The afternoon's activities were the result of yet another failed attempt at tracking down the rogue dreadhead. The unlikely pair had ended up back at the apartment that Kam shared with Bo and now, due to a series of strange events, were lounging on the living room couch with a couple of Nintendo DS in their hands.
"Why do they have to keep adding these damn things, I don't recognize any of them." Kam missed the days of Gold and Silver, when new pokemon were a novelty. He stretched his leg out and draped it over the sofa arm, all the while steering his little trainer through a maze of grass.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 4:06 pm
The search for Khaldun (she still refused to think of his name as Khetal, Khetal was smooth, Khaldun was not) had turned up absolutely nothing. Delphine had been hit on by more hobos than she could count, and there was no hope in relying on Kamboja to preserve her woman integrity. She swore the next time they ran into a dead end, she was going to spend the next three days straight powered up, taking revenge on every hobo that had misled them. That was the perks of being a sailor senshi in her secret double life.
"It's how they make money, but you'd think the first 200 or so of them would be enough to work off of." Delphine had been ignoring the pokemon fad for a while now, but inevitably the moment Kamboja started playing, she did as well. Why? Because she was totally going to be a pokemon master before him. it was her secret goal. "What the ******** is this pink thing, it looks like a jiggle puff on steroids." It wasn't THAT ugly, but she had her skepticism about this game.
Delphine knew there were more productive things she could do with this free time, but... her and productivity, they just didn't get along 90% of the time. So here she was, playing pokemon with some long lost brother of one of her friends. She supposed it could be worse, Kamboja COULD have been insufferable. But, he wasn't. "What pokemon did you say you started out with?"
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 4:07 pm
It had been fate that led them to the gaming store. Maybe they were following a false lead, but at least in the end they had gotten something good out of it: Pokemon Black and White, buy one get one 50% off. They both had a DS so it seemed like a good way to waste time.
Now Kam was not so sure. She seemed to be slightly more knowledgeable in this new fangled bullshit than he was. A few years in the jungle could really put a damper on staying up to date with the latest games. At least, at it's core, Pokemon was still the same. Beat trainers, catch wild animals, be the best ******** Pokemaster in the whole world.
"I don't know, what the ******** is a woobat? I swear they make more and more ridiculous s**t." He grumbled silently to himself then and pressed his wide thumbs into the DS keys furiously. It was a few moments that passed before he realized Delphine had asked him something else. Typical gamers and their selective hearing.
"Oh, uh, Tepig. He's already a Pignite, though." He held out his DS then to show her the pompous little fire pig. "Fire is always the best. Besides, that little otter thing looks super gay."
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 4:08 pm
There were worse things Delphine could be doing with her time, one of those things could be drugs, another drinking. Her parents should feel assured that all their daughter was getting up to was playing pokemon with some Amazonian jungle freak. Oh wait, no, he was still American, he just went to the Amazon for a little while. Eh, it was long enough for her to consider him one of the people there.
"Think of it as a zubat, on lsd or some s**t, giving it psychic powers." She wiggled her fingers in the air dramatically. Delphine had lost track of the time, so who knew how long they had been playing pokemon and bitching about the changes. It had to be a few hours considering she was already getting some of her pokemon to evolve. "I'm hoping to find something better, I find a woobat's existence to be offensive to the zubats of old." But she needed a psychic type AND a flying type.
Just then, Kamboja said something that was music to her ears. Perfect. The smug smirk on her face was enough to say that something wicked had just happened. "Don't rip on my otter. His name is Derp, and he's a WATER type. Perfect against your stupid fire pig." Of course Kam would have picked fire, Delphine could have guessed it herself. That was why her newly evolved Dewott would kick his Pigshit's a** one day.
"I am so going to be a pokemon master BEFORE you at this rate."
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 4:08 pm
"That's stupid," was all he said to her explination of the wannabe zubat. He stared at it a little longer on his screen where it was waiting to get its a** kicked, then decided he would just destroy the thing and move on. Too ugly and flamboyant for his tastes.
He smirked as she went on about her pokemon and its ridiculous name, not even bothering to look up from his game as she gave him an ear full he wasn't really interested in.
Of course, that was until she exclaimed her goal of being better than he was.
"I. don't. think. so." He glanced over the top of his DS at her and then set it down in his lap to point a finger at her dramatically. "I bet I can kick your a** at this game even if you did choose that stupid little water rat."
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 4:09 pm
He had taken the bait, and Delphine's expression could not be more smug. While he was pointing his finger dramatically at her, she was using those precious few moments to raise her pokemon up to be even stronger. Look at all the time he was waisting! If Kamboja wanted to be better than her, he was going to have to spend every waking minute of his life raising and training his pokemon. The challenge was totally on now, Delphine didn't have to reply for Kamboja to know that.
The look on her eyes was enough. "Are you sure you didn't come back from the jungle with brain fever? Because I think I just heard you say that you can kick my a**." Delphine arched a dramatic brow at him, trying to belittle his challenge as much as she could possibly manage to with one expression. "It's an otter, nimwit. It'd be like calling your Pigshit an elephant." Delphine, while not rabidly immersed in the pokemon culture, certainly knew more s**t than a guy who had removed himself from civilization for a few years.
"Just try and be better than me, Kam." He couldn't. He had met his match. Delphine was the supreme master of all things, and that included pokemon.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 4:10 pm
"You sure do talk a lot of s**t for a girl." Yeahp, there was the sexist card. He settled back into the couch but his mood was obviously darker than before. He didn't take well to people insulting him that way, not in such huge doses with that amount of force behind it. He was just above sulking and the angry way he tried to stare lasers through his DS just proved it.
He finished out the battle he'd run into and, when his fire pig went up one more level, his confidence slowly started to eat away at him again. He could do this, even if he did want to shove a sock in her mouth.
"Alright then, queen of all that is holy, let's ******** do this thing." He sat up straight on the couch and got into his 'serious business' pose. For as serious as he was taking it, it could have been a national championship match. "Maybe I'll take it easy on you this time around so I don't hurt your feelings."
Yeahp, more women jokes.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 4:10 pm
"And you sure b***h enough for the both of us," she shot back. Not only was he insulting her, but he was insulting her over something she had very little control over. If she had been born a boy, she would have handed him his own a** on a silver platter. She'd decorate the platter with a bunch of Kamboja's amazon bird friends, and they would all be dead. "All talk, no action, ******** lame."
She knew he'd cave. He had to cave. It was an art form, Delphine's ability to get a rise out of someone else. How else did she manage to have so few friends? No one could put up with her rotten attitude and her apparent need to piss everyone and their mother off. "Fine, you're ******** on." She turned in her seat to face him, folding her legs into an indian style position. It was as close to zen mode as she would get before a pokemon battle.
"Fine, pretend to take it easy on me. You can save some of your dignity when my Otter wipes the floor with your Pigshit. We'll KO your b***h." It was a battle, a challenge, and perhaps it was a little ridiculous how seriously they were taking it. But, hey, she'd rather play pokemon and battle (and beat) Kamboja all day than do the actual hard work of saving the world. That really should be on the top of her list of priorities... but it was at the bottom right now.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 4:10 pm
Kam didn't say anything else to her despite the way his shoulders were tensing and his mouth had pressed into a thin line. He liked action more than he liked talking and he would be damned if she thought she could just intimidate him by talking a bunch of s**t. He could eat her for breakfast, and her stupid otter too.
Only minutes later and they were in the battle. Kam already looked smug about it, even if she had yet to shut her damn trap. The pokemon were released, pig versus otter, and Kam was confident to think a fire type with a few levels on a water could beat it.
It had been a long time since Kam had played pokemon.
Knowing enough to know that fire didn't do s**t to water, at the very least, he chose Smog.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 4:11 pm
It was a safe assumption that Delphine would s**t-talk her way through this pokemon battle. The thought of losing didn't even occur to her. No, she was far better than Kam, there was no chance that she would lose to him in a pokemon battle of all things. His years spent in the Amazon jungle had weakened his knowledge of the pokemon world, and Delphine had played a few more games than him.
Victory was in sight the moment Kam sent his Pigshit into battle. Her otter was more than capable of defeating a FIRE pokemon. Sure, his pokemon was a few levels higher than her's, but it would never be able to do enough damage in its first attack to take her Dewott out. The smirk on her face grew, and with the dramatic press of her index finger issued her attack.
Water Gun.
Pigshit's health bar was going down quick, and Delphine knew that victory could only be a move away. "Sorry, babe, but you are going down in a blaze of... Wait, no, there is no glory in this. You're going to get your a** handed to you."
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 4:11 pm
A growl curled out of Kam's mouth as his attack only put a small dent in her Dewott. It only got worse when she used watergun and his pokemon's health bar plummeted to near death. That last little blip of red was taunting.
He refused to rise to any more s**t talking, probably because she was ruining any chance for him to actually score and have a basis for the s**t talking. There was really no way around it - he was going to lose.
His Pignite went down the next round. The other pokemon he had on hand were no match for the starter, especially since most of them were not leveled nearly as much as the Pignite had been. It had been his only hope! Then he'd lost.
With a half groan, half yell, Kam stood up in a flurry when his screen blacked out. Then he promptly raised the DS over his head with one hand and smashed it into the floor of the apartment with a simple flick of his wrist. He stepped over the cracked screen and busted joints to go to the kitchen beyond.
He needed a beer.
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Posted: Mon May 02, 2011 4:12 pm
So perhaps Delphine's laughter wasn't conductive to Kamboja's mental state after he lost the pokemon battle. But, what the hell did it matter? She was victorious! She was the real pokemon master, and Kamboja had just lost to a girl. "Suck it!" she delcared victoriously. Kamboja, on the other hand, didn't seem as happy with her victory as she was. Delphine was a little stunned when he threw his DS down onto the ground and left a field of carnage in its path.
"You're a loser!" she called out as he retreated into the kitchen. Only after a few seconds of thought did she come to the conclusion that she probably shouldn't push the sore loser. Instead, she followed him into the kitchen so she could have a beer as well. They hung out for a few more hours, and over that course of time Kamboja seemed to be a little less upset at his loss. Delphine thoroughly believed he was lamenting the destruction of his DS. However else was he going to reclaim his title of winner if he had nothing to do battle with?
This did mean, however, that Delphine was the Supreme Victor, and so she lived the rest of the evening revelling in her own victory over Kamboja.
[[ THE END ]]
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