Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25236631-20141013165333/@comment-24224475-20141103234953

Lucario

Ah, how I love being a wild Pokemon. You get to do whatever you want: explore, sleep (whenever you want), eat (whenever you want), and the best part is not being locked up in those terrible PokeBalls.

All this I was thinking of how grateful I was while I was walking along a dirt road that led from a farm. It was a nice, sunny day, and not too cloudy, with a slight breeze blowing. It was perfect for a little stroll. As I was walking with my eyes closed and listening to the beautiful sounds of nature, I suddenly heard the crinkling sound of paper. Opening my eyes, I looked down and saw a crumbled up paper that I had stepped on. Bending down, I picked it up and opened it.

It was a flyer that said "Super Smash Bros. Tournament, Fighters Needed". I felt my heart beat faster as I slowly read over the words again and again. Soon I was so excited the words swam on the paper in front of me. I looked up from the paper and at the road in front of me. They needed fighters... I could be perfect for this. After all, I am a fighting type Pokemon. And I love fights... they might be violent or whatever, but it's good for physical activity and to strengthen your senses. And the andrenaline rush is my favorite part. I looked back down at the paper and where it was being held. "Smash Central". Great. No telling how far away that is.

That shouldn't be a problem. I can hop a ride on my friend Pidgeott on the air, and Gyrados on the sea. Land will be me walking. It sounded like an OK thing to do. I figured since I had it all planned out, I might as well go. I checked the date on the flyer. Sign ups end on November 5, 2014! I had to hurry.

I released the flyer into the wind and started running to the tree where Pidgeott lived.