trainer's card
name: Clive D. Ackerman
ID no.: 54252
class: Journaist
nature: Jolly
money: ??? pokédollars
pokedéx: That ol' thing?

clivenuzlockeadventure:

clivenuzlockeadventure:

It’s that time again! I just hit 450+ Followers on this account! I’ll be giving away one drawing to three different winners of a Pokemon of their choice or from their character’s team!

Rules

  • Must be a follower! New followers welcome! 
  • Must reblog this post once! That’s how I determine your RNG number!
  • No giveaway only blogs!
  • Non-pokemon blogs and others welcome
  • Those that have won previous giveaways are more than welcome to join!

Good luck :D

Reblog for the day crowd! This ends 9/22/14 12:00 PM (CTZ)  Last reblog!

Another character I’m working on :V

It’s been a while since I’ve actually responded to stuff like this, know that I do get your compliments and appreciate them fully, I just tend to horde them in my inbox to look over them once and a while, stuff like this keeps me going strong, so thank you for all the compliments, welcoming comments and encouragement! I’m glad to have inspired and made someone’s day just a bit brighter, be it with my art or a ask I’ve sent. 

floralsongs

Clive has some normal relationship fears when it comes to Thanh, especially with her traveling in Team Rocket territory, he knows from experience just what they can do and how hard it can hit home when they succeed. He also worries at times he can’t be on par with her when it comes to relationship needs and that his awkwardness and slow pace might wind up ending the relationship. 

If he could change one thing about his past, it would probably be that he never followed his curiosity when he arrived in Pewter city, which netted him a bunch of long running trouble that dogs him even now. 

He’s most proud of his writing abilities and his tenacity in getting things done.

clivenuzlockeadventure:

It’s that time again! I just hit 450+ Followers on this account! I’ll be giving away one drawing to three different winners of a Pokemon of their choice or from their character’s team!

Rules

  • Must be a follower! New followers welcome! 
  • Must reblog this post once! That’s how I determine your RNG number!
  • No giveaway only blogs!
  • Non-pokemon blogs and others welcome
  • Those that have won previous giveaways are more than welcome to join!

Good luck :D

Reblog for the day crowd! This ends 9/22/14 12:00 PM (CTZ) 

It’s that time again! I just hit 450+ Followers on this account! I’ll be giving away one drawing to three different winners of a Pokemon of their choice or from their character’s team!

Rules

Good luck :D

rocketmonsters said: [txt]Ry-bby, why do you start everything as it was a rumor? [txt] also, will you box me / show me some shit?

rocketmonsters:

clivenuzlockeadventure:

[Text] Cause Rocket bb, you believe half of what you see and nothing you heard ;3 And hell yeah I’d box you, it’d be a shit load of fun >:D I also know shit outside of that, you know ;3 With karate I’ll kick your ass. Here to Tiennamen Square. Oh yeah, muthafucka, I’m gonna kick your fuckin’ derriere. ;333 XD But naw, really, a spar would be absolutely epic -Ryu

"Hey," Milly tapped the boy’s shoulder with the back of her hand,
"Don’t call him that…. Besides, I meant Reese any way."

She grinned and rolled her eyes, listening to Ryu’s spiel,
"Uh-huh… Do tell me this amazing plan of yours." She urged in complete sarcasm, watching other people watch them. She didn’t really care if they looked, he was funny, so what ever. Didn’t really change any thing.
She and her pokemon followed behind the little Riolu and his trainer, both actually shaking their head at his statement.

"Ry, I think they might aim for your mouth, I don’t think you could survive that… and if you some how do in the future, make sure to tell me and I swear on Arceus i’ll kiss it better." She joked, albeit morbidly, but still. 
(you think she got shot?)

"Hm? He doesn’t mind, always gives that little puppy grin of his, don’t ya," Ryuichi’s Riolu bounds up at the attention from his master, little pink tongue lulling out. "Gonna squeeze that face of yours, stop being adorable." Of course, anything said in the direction of the little Riolu has a touch of affection that could easily turn into baby babbling if Ryu didn’t keep himself in check, instead he’s on to the next thing, looking at the different juice stands offered, the bottles in the refrigeration unites beneath and the specials of the day. 

"All my plans are amazing, you don’t even know the half of it, most would be too astounded to think to draw a gun on this pretty mouth," He throws a wink back at her tagged in with a laugh, "Better watch it, I’ll go crying wolf to earn some get better kisses." 

(Typo on my part, he was talking about the general ‘you’ and it should have been ‘You get shot’) 

rocketmonsters said: [txt]Ry-bby, why do you start everything as it was a rumor? [txt] also, will you box me / show me some shit?

rocketmonsters:

clivenuzlockeadventure:

clivenuzlockeadventure:

[Text] Cause Rocket bb, you believe half of what you see and nothing you heard ;3 And hell yeah I’d box you, it’d be a shit load of fun >:D I also know shit outside of that, you know ;3 With karate I’ll kick your ass. Here to Tiennamen Square. Oh yeah, muthafucka, I’m gonna kick your fuckin’ derriere. ;333 XD But naw, really, a spar would be absolutely epic -Ryu

-

"Geeze, I can’t believe I had to wait, waiting isn’t a thing that us texting Gods should have to endure." Ryuichi dramaticly sighs, knuckles to his forehead and brows crinkled in that diva sort of way that said ‘I’m better than you,’ all before it abruptly runs away under the chase of his crooked smirk, "Everyone gets lost in this City, ‘cept for me of course. Got a sample while we were waiting anyway." At his feet, Ryu’s Riolu is licking his chops and poking his nose into the bottom of a Solo cup until it sticks to his sniffer, falling off only when Milly’s Lucario appears. 

With a twinkle in his orange eyes the pup bounds across the pavement on all fours, racing around Reese and inspecting everywhere his nose can reach—which was about up to the Lucario’s kneecaps. “I’d say he approves.” Ryu hands over a filled sample cup to Milly, “Proper introductions are in order I suppose, Okinawa Ryuichi. Don’t worry about the proper Japanese way of things, I don’t.”

Milly shrunk a bit at Ryu’s sarcasm, taking it literally until he changed his expression. She gave a small smile, glad she wasn’t the only one who ot lost here; every one else seemed to know where they were going all the time so she thought there was something obvious she was missing every time she ended up lost.

Milly smiled brightly as she and her Lucario watched the baby pokemon; the girl actively trying not to just scoop up other people’s pokemon and coddle them to death.
"That’s good,"
Reese knelt down to his younger version and held up a paw for a high-five with a grin. Babies weren’t his thing, but a Riolu was a different story.
"At least they don’t wanna maul each other. That’d suck."
She chuckled at her pokemon before turning back to Ryu, hesitantly taking the cup,
"I dunno if I trust you Ry, but thanks?"
"Heh, man, your name’s pretty rad… Uh, I’m Milly, well, Emily Gerber, but Milly…. but you might already know that?"

"Nah, that adorable shit face wouldn’t go starting fights, good at sparring though."

That smirk of his spreads into a malevolent grin, completed with a cackle, “Yes my dear, you’ve fallen right into my trap, for you see, I’ve poisoned it and you will only awaken once more with true loves kiss—I’ve even thought ahead of ways of disposing all witnesses and evading the police with a dead weight in arm. Muwahaha. ” Ryu’s fingers furl as he throws his head back in a way over the top fashion, a few exiting patrons from the juice joint staring his way and moving on quickly. “Heh,” Sailing back down to earth, Ryu opens the door to the inside of the joint, his Riolu only following behind once he’s gotten his high fives and chattered Reese up in their little Pokémon language about how he hoped only to get so big one day.

"I know a lot of things I probably shouldn’t know. Surprised I haven’t gotten shot yet, I think some people would be pretty damn impressed by a bullet wound, like man, that’s pretty hard core. And I’ll be like, yeah, it was nothing, totally took them out with my bare hands, or some unbelievable shit like that. Hey, you got shot, I think you can get away with that lie, eh?" 

clivenuzlockeadventure said: [Text] Hey ghost face, you seem actually pretty on the level and able to roll with the punches, wanna toss the sarcasm for a tick and actually hang out? -Ryu

ghostkeeperanansi:

ghostkeeperanansi:

[text] Quit calling me ghost face and sure!  You ain’t afraid of ghosts right?  Only, there’s a whole lot that usually try an’ follow.  I need to know so I can bribe them to stay in the house if you are! [/text]

 

Anansi follows, d’Artagnan’s hand in his and they wander around the plaza.  He’s been too busy recently to do anything like this, has been spending too many hours hunch over the laptop, over notes and harsh voiced phonecalls trying to find a way to cripple Edward before he even gets over there.  He listens as Ryu talks, back and forth between the darker haired man and the surrounding crowds.

“‘ve seen the whole pokin’ ‘round thing on the dash… Caused quite a stir from the looks of things.”  Anansi smiles crookedly, and it stays on his face even after his father’s business is mentioned.  There’s a hum of agreement as he swipes at the dark ink at the base of his neck but he doesn’t comment for the moment.  He’s too busy watching the pale blue mist seep out of the Keystone around his neck, watching as Isadora winds herself around his wrist but doesn’t actually show herself. 

"It’s a …web…  People are trapped in it, lured in at one point or another, and too afraid of what waits in the middle to struggle too much in case they draw it’s attention."  Anansi looks up from the Spiritomb and back to Ryuichi.  "But not for much longer.  Webs are all good for catching flies, but they’re no longer a threat when the threads are snapped and the creature in the middle is dead."  He gives a shrug and an innocent smile.  "Ever watched a web burn?"

"People tend to throw themselves in a tizzy over comments on the internet. It’s quite the spectacle really. Entertainment at its finest." After considering the stands for quite some time, Ryuichi settles on a little farmer’s market strip along the soft grass on the side of the street, picking over a few baskets they have there, eyeing some apples as his Riolu leans in to get a better view, pressing his little paws against the back of Ryuichi’s head. "These look good," He settles for some peaches, paying the man a few bills and tucking the small box full carefully into the gym bag he brought along, having gotten into the habit of bringing it with him wherever he went after having one too many occasions where he cursed himself for needing something that sat nestled back at home.

"I consider most of it harmless, others can take it as they will, the stronger reaction, the more fun it is to banter with them. Some can roll with it, some can’t. You seem on the up and up when it comes to the whole thing." Along the way, Ryuichi approaches a public watering fountain, cleaning off a couple peaches and handing one up to his Riolu, the other to Anansi as the conversation starts to trail down a road that both piques Ryu’s curiosity and shoots up some flags. For now, he rolls with it, "Suitable name considering the topic. Downright spooky shit, ghost face, you sure Halloween hasn’t come early?" He chortles, zipping up his gym bag, "Been there, done that, seen spiders cannibalize themselves over raindrops running down their web’s threads, seen a gnat beat the spider, seen the spider make a web so big that its beyond comprehension. Yeah, I’ve seen some fire before, in all its colors.

"You planning on starting a fire?"  

rocketmonsters said: [txt]Ry-bby, why do you start everything as it was a rumor? [txt] also, will you box me / show me some shit?

rocketmonsters:

clivenuzlockeadventure:

clivenuzlockeadventure:

[Text] Cause Rocket bb, you believe half of what you see and nothing you heard ;3 And hell yeah I’d box you, it’d be a shit load of fun >:D I also know shit outside of that, you know ;3 With karate I’ll kick your ass. Here to Tiennamen Square. Oh yeah, muthafucka, I’m gonna kick your fuckin’ derriere. ;333 XD But naw, really, a spar would be absolutely epic -Ryu

-

[Text] We’ll put a pin in it then :P 

[Text] Meet me by the juice shope, gotta nab some things for my ‘mons, I’ll have a Riolu tagging along with, see you there. -Ryu

Milly came jogging up to the juice shop, looking a bit embarrassed,
"Sorry that took so long… I still don’t know whats where here." She trailed off slightly, kicking herself mentally, never having been good with geography in general.

"Oh, but I brought a friend of mine since you said you had a Riolu!"
She bounced a bit in excitement as she tossed out a cherish ball and a Lucario appeared. She made an exaggerated gesture to her pokemon,
"This fluff-ball is Reese!"

"Geeze, I can’t believe I had to wait, waiting isn’t a thing that us texting Gods should have to endure." Ryuichi dramaticly sighs, knuckles to his forehead and brows crinkled in that diva sort of way that said ‘I’m better than you,’ all before it abruptly runs away under the chase of his crooked smirk, "Everyone gets lost in this City, ‘cept for me of course. Got a sample while we were waiting anyway." At his feet, Ryu’s Riolu is licking his chops and poking his nose into the bottom of a Solo cup until it sticks to his sniffer, falling off only when Milly’s Lucario appears. 

With a twinkle in his orange eyes the pup bounds across the pavement on all fours, racing around Reese and inspecting everywhere his nose can reach—which was about up to the Lucario’s kneecaps. “I’d say he approves.” Ryu hands over a filled sample cup to Milly, “Proper introductions are in order I suppose, Okinawa Ryuichi. Don’t worry about the proper Japanese way of things, I don’t.”

thanhlocked:

Get rid of the shepherd and the sheep will scatter, that’s what they always say. But even in the face of their leaders being heated down and captured, those black sheep sure aren’t thinking about running away. Thanh can barely speak into her caster before the glass door of the lobby is broken down, with a massive houndoom dashing inside, with flames at the corners of its maw. It’s almost scary how quickly she feels the blood pump through her veins with that much violence again, how quick she is to grab one of her pokéballs and sic a far worse beast on the hellhound.

A horror of blue scales , claws and teeth rips down the fire type like a stampede, the sickening crunch that soon follows spurs on the violent sound of her beating heart till it resounds in her head with the intensity of a massive drum. A fist meets flesh, her feet dance over the broken glass and the night air, it just feels like tiny, sharp stings on her skin.

Then, there’s just that awful tremor. Thanh’s teeth grit as she just yells into her phone „Clive?! I’m outside, I’m alright …are ye?! Dinnae worry, I’ll…I’ll just beat down every last of those cunts if I gotta!“ it’s like that beating inside her skull drowns out everything else, even her own orders that she bellows at the blue reptiles beside her. 

After all this, she’s still fueled by that anger that’s been boiling inside her since that awful day in Azalea. And it just feels far too good to just yell, to ask those bastards who’s laughing now.

 

The cold night air bites into Clive’s cheeks as it rushes by in one great slashing gust. The metal snake takes shape against the sky, tarnishing the molted and swollen moon hidden just behind the clouds, holds and then lets down with a mighty crash shaking the earth around it and tearing apart the squad car with little effort into nothing more than its bare bones and blood leaking from the collapsed structure. Once upon a time, this was the horror of Team Rocket Clive has feared Thanh would have to face in full on her own, and now it was painted anew, fresh as a open wound and stinging as it was picked apart.

At this point Clive could run, turn back where he came from and go somewhere safe, not have to deal with any of this any again. Instead he stays his ground, swallows down a brick that weighs his stomach down and launches a pokeball forward. It hangs in the air for a good moment, spitting out its contents onto the ground as it whips about and takes shape of a large Venusaur. The lumbering beast roots itself down, pressing its large, flat feet into the road, its sharp, tapered claws helping it brace as vines shoot out from underneath the large palm leaves surrounding its flower. They surge forward, snapping around the Steelix’s jaw, wiring it shut as it rears upward, trying to raise and gain ground to arch back and strike once more. Two men in black yell something inaudible Clive’s direction, pointing fingers as the giant whips downward, planting face first into the pavement.

"Peter watch out!" The spines along the Steelix’s frame begin to work and spin like a turbine, drilling downward into the ground, splitting the earth and freeing it from Peter’s vines as they nearly tangle and drag downward with it. In a second the vines sway to the left and sideswipe the men in black running toward Clive and his Pokémon, throwing the two into a newspaper stand exploding with loose leafs of paper. Another order follows as Clive watches the fissures form into the ground, intent and focused on the fight before him to the point that giving open line in the holodash any explanation would prove too much of a sacrifice to give. Instead the sound of the earth groaning and shuttering reaches the mouthpiece as Clive braces himself against a lamp post. The aim of the shock rifting right down the street, meeting dead center with the crawling fissure as rock plunges upward and outward, a loud, ear shattering screech rising up from the belly of the earth with it.

Then quiet follows, and Clive, in spite of not having really exerted himself, still has to catch his breath and wait a second longer to see if it’s really over. 

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