Wherein short entry is short.

[raced_god]

...Bob must have really done a number on him.


Shit.

Comments

[time-mast3r.livejournal.com]

[Curious Pony's curious.]

What has Mother done, now?

[raced_god]

[Well damn.]

I don't think we've met.

[time-mast3r.livejournal.com]

[You can't get rid of me Falconnnn.]

My apologies, my name's Dana Dialga.

[raced_god]

Uh-huh. And do you always go poking around in other people's business, Miss Dialga?

[time-mast3r.livejournal.com]

Why no sir, not at all. I am a very curious creature, but I keep my nose out of most business.

You would not believe how challenging it was for myself to not post my original comment. I just could not keep myself from doing so this time.

[raced_god]

Yeah, I bet.

What's this business about your mother?

[time-mast3r.livejournal.com]

I was just curious to who you were referring to when you said that my mother had "done a number on him."

And a small synopsis on what the situation was about.

[Private]

[leadthemalong.livejournal.com]

((Let me know if you don't want me to post this.))

[Ninja concerned Ollie is ninjaly concerned. Way to be cryptic, Dougie Jay. Hmm, maybe time to unninja.]

Bob must have really done a number on who?

Re: [Private]

[raced_god]

Black Shadow is gone.

Re: [Private]

[leadthemalong.livejournal.com]

What happened?

Re: [Private]

[raced_god]

From what I heard, he got in over his head with Arceus and I guess she messed him up badly enough to make him leave.

Re: [Private]

[leadthemalong.livejournal.com]

Really now? That's... unexpected.

Are you okay?

Re: [Private]

[raced_god]

Yeah, I think so.

I don't know. I don't really know how I'm supposed to feel about this.

[rockinthrutime.livejournal.com]

[There may be a Pokémon knocking at Falcon's apartment.]

[raced_god]

Oh uh...hi Bob.

How did you find me oh wait YOU'RE GOD

[rockinthrutime.livejournal.com]

Should I come at a latter time?

[raced_god]

No, it's fine, I'm just...

Did you need something?

[rockinthrutime.livejournal.com]

Ia few things, actually. But you seem sad.

May I come in?

[raced_god]

I don't know about sad.

Sure. [He steps aside to let her in the door.] Can I get you anything?

[Private Desu]

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

...He's really gone?

[Desu desu]

[raced_god]

Seems that way.

Re: [Desu desu]

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

Are you going to be alright with that...?

[raced_god]

Would you be?

[icequeen-aran.livejournal.com]

...

...In time.

If you need something a little more lively than sandbag...

[raced_god]

Maybe.

I don't know. I might actually hurt something.