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Quoted By: >>18750006 >>18750154 >>18751724
Part 40: http://archive.foolz.us/vp/thread/18587283 +
http://archive.foolz.us/vp/thread/18623425 +
http://archive.foolz.us/vp/thread/18669682
Chapter Directory: http://pastebin.com/sgnYBisD
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K0461rkWmdc
"I-It's, u-uh coming down pretty hard, i-isn't it?"
"Haunter, haaaaunt!"
"Y-Y'know, I-I hope Luna comes back s-soon. M-My butt kinda aches s-sitting here all day l-long.."
"Haaaaunterrrr..."
The untouched maiden of all things doomy and gloomy, the channeler of all things pointing towards destruction, the devious bewitching witch of putrid sorcery, Anina [Somethingsomethingorother] sits staring outside a half-shattered window. On the other side of her partly comfy hideaway is a route completely swamped in a torrential tirade of a storm.
Melancolie Path is completely submerged in a storm so bad that it's beginning to turn into a flood. In more lamer words, it's raining Lillipups and Purrloins.
"I-It's been like this s-since this m-morning, I-I could pr-probably go outside a-and get a w-way better b-bath t-than I ever could in our b-bathroom!"
For what it's worth, the sanctuary in which the young plug-ugly sorceress is referring to happens to be the dreaded Lost Hotel of Routs 15 and 16, more commonly known to the elusive and enigmatic party of mischievous witches as the headquarters of the infamous Hex Maniac Guild.
It's abandoned, flooded with ghost Pokemon from head to toe as far as the naked eye can see, offers free hospitality, and is underground to deter from meddling, finicky losers who have the urging urge to meddle and do finicky things.
http://archive.foolz.us/vp/thread/18623425 +
http://archive.foolz.us/vp/thread/18669682
Chapter Directory: http://pastebin.com/sgnYBisD
--------------------------------------------------------------------------
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K0461rkWmdc
"I-It's, u-uh coming down pretty hard, i-isn't it?"
"Haunter, haaaaunt!"
"Y-Y'know, I-I hope Luna comes back s-soon. M-My butt kinda aches s-sitting here all day l-long.."
"Haaaaunterrrr..."
The untouched maiden of all things doomy and gloomy, the channeler of all things pointing towards destruction, the devious bewitching witch of putrid sorcery, Anina [Somethingsomethingorother] sits staring outside a half-shattered window. On the other side of her partly comfy hideaway is a route completely swamped in a torrential tirade of a storm.
Melancolie Path is completely submerged in a storm so bad that it's beginning to turn into a flood. In more lamer words, it's raining Lillipups and Purrloins.
"I-It's been like this s-since this m-morning, I-I could pr-probably go outside a-and get a w-way better b-bath t-than I ever could in our b-bathroom!"
For what it's worth, the sanctuary in which the young plug-ugly sorceress is referring to happens to be the dreaded Lost Hotel of Routs 15 and 16, more commonly known to the elusive and enigmatic party of mischievous witches as the headquarters of the infamous Hex Maniac Guild.
It's abandoned, flooded with ghost Pokemon from head to toe as far as the naked eye can see, offers free hospitality, and is underground to deter from meddling, finicky losers who have the urging urge to meddle and do finicky things.
