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"Hello... Whatever... Don't worry about me. I'm doing peachy over here! I was just looking for something to do! Wanna battle me again?"
[telepathy | Pidgeot-mail]
"Hello... Whatever... Don't worry about me. I'm doing peachy over here! I was just looking for something to do! Wanna battle me again?"
[telepathy | Pidgeot-mail]
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[Don't worry Guzma, you talk so much he feels like he's finally building up an immunity to it; Nanu's a different story. Although after the last week, he doesn't know how he feels...]
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[True to form, he thought that was about him. There's the emotional equivalent of a shrug.]
Nanu's got his reasons for being how he is. Don't change the good he does, but if you just wanna be petty, there's no helping you.
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[Doesn't need to be helped, thanks! Doing just fine without blood on his hands.]
Whatever, running in front'a bullets, that's Red's thing. Keep mounting those bounties, I guess.
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[Dammit, this was going so good. It's hard when you're territorial like Guzma is, and when one of his is getting talked against, he rises to give a beatdown. Even if just verbally. Not that he wants to beat Blue down, not really.]
Lookâwe ain't ever gonna agree on this shit, so it's pointless to bring it up again and again. You ain't gonna make me suddenly realize your side of it, no matter how many times you act shitty at me, yo. So, drop it.
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[Why does he even bother with them? A flash of hot anger hits the feed, before it's dulled into disappointment.]
[He can't stand thinking about those bounties anymore. He can't even stand going to the taskboard anymore, these days...]
[Pointless. Yeah, he's right about that much...]
Forget it.
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[He's frustrated too, because this was going so well, and he was feeling... better about things. Actually really enjoying this talk with Blue, but now it's like this...]
How about this. We lay some ground rules. Number one: don't smack talk Nanu, and number two: no talking about the bounties, it does nothing but frustrate us both. I like you kid, but you gotta learn you can't bend people to your ideals, no matter how passionate you are about 'em.
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[He sounds a little insulted at that, about to argue that it was only common sense. But after a moment- and framed like that- a very unpleasant realization dawns on him, and he quickly tries to clamp down on the sensation that prickles hot at the back of his neck.]
[It wasn't exactly... his ideals, was it.... But rather something he had always quietly, secretly admired in someone else...]
[For a long time he just stews in a weird mix of quiet anger and strange embarrassment, and he doesn't have anything else to say.]
Quit shoving it in my face, then.
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When Blue responds further, it surprises Guzma, to say the least.]
Huh? How the fuck am I shoving it in your face?
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You didn't squish 'em after all, huh. Those Stingers.
[Despite his grandstanding before...]
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What?! Why would I?
[What does that have to do with shoving shit in Blue's face??]
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Whatever. I'm done with this crap.
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Seems like you're just trying to get a rise outta me, but all you're doing is being cagey as fuck and confusing. I don't know what you're trying to accomplish, yo.
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I'm telling you not to taunt me about it anymore!! How about for once you think about what you're saying instead of just spewing stupid shit all the time!?
[Ah... he said a bad word. There's a tiny flush of shame.] ...Sorry.
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Are you apologizing for cussing? Are you even for real right now?
Anyway, you're the one who has brought this up every chance you've gotten to shit on me about it. That's why I brought up ground rules for us. Otherwise we'll eventually just come back to this taurusshit and the cycle will never end.
I dig ya kid, but not enough for that kinda insane, repetitive shit.
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