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Your mental and physical health go down until at some point you turn into a ghost pokémon that's horribly deformed and with even worse depression... on the bright side you get a signature move called "woeful weep" a special attack which has 70 base damage, 100 accuracy, lowers targets speed ,and 10pp...
I write things correctly, cause my grammar is god awful ,and autocorrect is pretty dang helpful. When it isn't telling me that a word I know to be correctly spelled isn't correct. Autocorrect is always telling me my RP characters names are spelled wrong.
When life gives you a group intervention and tells you that you have a problem.
I move to an animal crossing village and start a new business selling sunglasses. Not just any sun glasses ,but all of the best sunglasses in the game. I'll also sell swords(decoration). There will be one sword that's extremely expensive, and can only be purchased if you've bought one of everything. What's special about this sword is that you can actually carry it around... I'll also take up fishing in my free time.
When life gives you a cool new television room ,but tricks you by locking the door ,and forcing you to watch 80 hours of forklift safety instruction videos from the 1980s.
I become a giant slayer.the skies will rain the blood of giants for weeks without end. Screams will echo for miles, their souls will be ripped away as I claim them putting them in my soul collection, and the gods will chant my name as they revel in my acts.
You burn this... this thing... This... abomination! And demand that it be remade with mustard. Some dam nasty hethen putting ketchup on the burger without the mustard... hells wrong with people these days... Can they leave some ketchup on the side? I like to dig it in ketchup like its a giant french fry...
You Rickroll yourself repeatedly until you go insane but you don't think you're insane because you're so insane that you can't tell if you're insane or not.
Then your head into a heavy state of depression and trepidation towards the meaning of life. The bewilderment towards the mind increases drastically while you endeavour to bottle up your emotions of truth, afraid of how others would subsiquently react towards how you truly feel... Suddenly you feel something razor sharp, prise your sense of trust as a lie can do such damage and kills your inner inhibition towards life...
You understand that a lot of them are completely fine, normal human beings, and you know that you shouldn't have a negative connotation towards 80% of that group.
When life gives you a flame-thrower...
You burn them! All of the furries! Not because they are furries ,but because you now have a flame thrower! Burn everything. Soon you will feed the world to your flame thrower.
When life gives you a life lesson in regards to the importance of hygiene.
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