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SS: Like No One Ever Was
A/N: First of all, I don't want to hear any complaints about the "four moves" rule of Pokemon. The whole point of this piece is to explore the concept outside of its normal parameters in a more organic way. How many Pokemon attacks can you catch on to? ;D
This piece is a tribute to Pokemon, a big part of my formative years, as well an homage to the many (likely now pathetic) chapters I once wrote of Pokemon fiction as a child, and an expression of the idea of regret and loss in this land of Adulthood - reflection on who we become as we age, and how we cope with it.
Same Skies: Like No One Ever Was
I flex my toes, digging my nails into the dry
What I Learned at SRU -27-
A/N: This chapter took a bit longer because writing that focuses on Sokka is often inherently more difficult for me to write, and the past week has seen a lot of...craziness. Which my subconscious was already exploring through this story and will eventually live out later. Anyway. Enjoy the chapter or something.
What I Learned at SRUChapter 27- Big Bro
- Tuesday, November 9th, 2010 -
"She rubs me the wrong way, Sweetie. I don't appreciate her attitude."
Sokka rubbed his palm over his increasingly scruffy chin - he decided in that moment that he would shave that night - and contemplated his girlfriend's statement.
"Toph can be a little...diffi
What I Learned at SRU -26-
What I Learned at SRUChapter 26 - Solid
- Friday, November 5th, 2010 -
"I can haz fries?"
"No fries for you."
"I can haz Skittles?"
"I can haz Dollar?"
"KAY-KAY." A crisp bill already in hand, Toph slapped the single note onto the desk. Aang took the dollar, stuffed it into the safebox, and retrieved a package of candy from the self behind him. The lobby was calm and quiet, while echoes of basketballs rang out from the nearby gym floor.
"There ya go, Miss." Aang barely contained a chuckle as he placed the red bag onto the desk and assumed his position on the stool once again. He admired Toph as she eagerly tore open the bag's corner, dumped a
What I Learned at SRU -25-
What I Learned at SRUChapter 25 - Appearances
- Saturday, October 30th, 2010 - FestivALL
"It's just pre-show jitters! Calm the fuck down, everyone!"
"Toph's right, we just need to keep it together here, girls," Katara advised in a rush, flapping her wrists in a panic as she attempted to convince herself to practice what she preached.
"We're on in five! Less than five!" Suki snapped, straightening the tie Jane had opted to wear around her neck overtop her black skull-printed shirt - extra tomboy points for the tie, she'd decided, and Aang had volunteered his painted tie from Homecoming for the cause.
"Does my hair look all right?" Katara frett
What I Learned at SRU -24-
A/N: Yes, another Jane-focused chapter. Have to progress her plot a bit here before focusing on the other characters more. I also wanted to show more of day-to-day college life, I guess. Also. Profanity. That'll happen with Jane. Just want to comment that when I use profanity in excess it is intentional. Fact is, plenty of people in our society are lazy with their vocabulary and rely on such words to get their points across. =P
What I Learned at SRUChapter 24 - With a Little Help
- Sunday, October 24th, 2010 -
"Fuck," grunted Jane, hands dug deep in her wide cargo pants pockets. "Johnny, I don't wanna do this..." She shot a glare at her boyfr
What I Learned at SRU -23-
What I Learned at SRUChapter 23 - The Experiment
- Friday, October 22nd, 2010 -
["Tell me we're gonna knock 'em out, Twinkle-Toes."]
"You are going to knock 'em out, Tater-Face."
["Bleh. Not with a name like 'Tater-Face' I'm not. We have a band name, remember?"]
"Oh, yea? You guys settled on one?"
["The Kyoshi Warriors. Remember?"]
"Huh. Sounds kind of intimidating."
["Hells yea, it does."]
"Isn't that, like, Suki's last name?"
["Yea. She did start the band...And besides, it makes us sound like ninjas. Or samurais."]
"Aaaand...You want to be like ninja-samurais?"
["Sure. There's a niche out there that should be filled."]
27He had 27 bones
in his left hand, all under a thick netting
of coral reef. He had 27 bones in his right hand too, each perfectly preserved.
Both hands held their breath
as he approached stage exit.
Hit every bar, tour every state.
A river runs interstate through Texas.
Small yellow lines jump straight through it.
Take the US-27 from Fort Wayne to Miami. A second doesn’t make it
to his destination.
Cobalt. Aluminum. A third was found dead, drowned in his pool,
an empty shot glass floating beside him.
Cobalt weighed down his shoulders. Alumi
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