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You know what? Jinx has only been in this shit-hole for one day and he's already ready to pack up his things and find the nearest exit. Actually, no. If this place works anything like his last job back in Haven or any of the other pointless shit he was forced to do in that Marforsaken city, he's going to be stuck here until he is fatally wounded. He was destined to die since the day he left the house he grew up in. Though he really didn’t have a choice when it came to that, he did choose to make the best of that shitty situation.
Sitting on his bed, Jinx looks over to that red and white object. It really is the most unique thing he has ever seen. It has eyes, it seems to be rolling around, and it's obviously sentient. Okay, it's not a MetalHead and he isn't going to run away screaming, but it certainly isn't a human. "Fuck dammit." He really just hopes that the Voltorb can understand Common. "What th' fuck are ya', anyways?"
"Voltorb." Dumbfounded, Jinx kicks the poor thing into a wall and dents it just a bit. It's a real shame that Jinx doesn't know what this Pokemon is capable of because as soon as it hits the wall, it implodes in to a pile of dust. Being the pyromaniac trigger happy fool that he is, Jinx's eyes only widened with the fascination of a child.
Now, in Jinx's possession, is a living explosive that he can use over and over again. Dear Mar help us all.
"...Hm. Maybe I could get used ta' this shit."
And with that, he gathered up each piece and put them in his duffel bag before heading out the door for a repair shop.
Sitting on his bed, Jinx looks over to that red and white object. It really is the most unique thing he has ever seen. It has eyes, it seems to be rolling around, and it's obviously sentient. Okay, it's not a MetalHead and he isn't going to run away screaming, but it certainly isn't a human. "Fuck dammit." He really just hopes that the Voltorb can understand Common. "What th' fuck are ya', anyways?"
"Voltorb." Dumbfounded, Jinx kicks the poor thing into a wall and dents it just a bit. It's a real shame that Jinx doesn't know what this Pokemon is capable of because as soon as it hits the wall, it implodes in to a pile of dust. Being the pyromaniac trigger happy fool that he is, Jinx's eyes only widened with the fascination of a child.
Now, in Jinx's possession, is a living explosive that he can use over and over again. Dear Mar help us all.
"...Hm. Maybe I could get used ta' this shit."
And with that, he gathered up each piece and put them in his duffel bag before heading out the door for a repair shop.