Stickbug Campfire [late evening]

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Greg, it should be noted, was neither emo nor pouty.

'Thoughtful' might be a good word to use, though, and on someone like Greg, it may have beared a passing resemblance to emo. Perhaps emo's second cousin, or the like.

In any case, he was there, poking gently at the hot embers with a stick and trying to keep the smoke from hitting him in the face.

[Open like an open thing that's open to people who want to visit the Stickbug campfire omg.]

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[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

"Right." Alec smirks at the guy, who apparently is a little weird what else is new around here? or has x-ray vision and a foot fetish. "I'm Alec."

[rocketbitch.livejournal.com]

"I'm..." There was a bit of a twitch in James' left eye. "Going to spare you the motto and just tell you that my name is James. Because it is."

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

"There's a motto?" He grins mischievously; twitches are funny. "Do tell."

[rocketbitch.livejournal.com]

James thought that his little world might explode with relief right then and there. Finally, a chance to flaunt that which Team Rocket had given him!

"Alright! But you have to imagine it with two people."

He pulled a rose out of... somewhere, and struck a defiant pose.

"To protect the world from devastation," He began...

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

Alec arched an eyebrow. "I'm... imagining. With some difficulty, but I'm imagining."

[rocketbitch.livejournal.com]

James held up an overdramatic finger to shush Alec. Nobody interrupted the Team Rocket Motto once it began, it just wasn't right.

He stuck the rose between his teeth and struck another pose.

"To unite all peoples within our nation!"

His arms flew into the air and he lifted one leg, standing something like a stork on a mind-altering drug might.

"To denounce the evils of truth and love, to extend our reach to the stars above!"

The stork-pose dropped into a low crouch to the ground, the rose again in his hand, held off to the side.

"Jessie! James! Team Rocket, blast off at the speed of light!"

He stood and pointed a finger at Alec, grinning uncontrollably. Ah, the motto felt so good.

"Surrender now, or prepare to fight!"

But it wasn't finished yet.

He dropped to his knees and held his hands in front of him in a 'kittycat on his kind legs' pose.

"Meowth, that's right!"

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

Alec stared at James. Batshittery of that level seemed indicative of heavy drug use, or maybe a cultish upbringing. "What the hell does Team Rocket do?"

[rocketbitch.livejournal.com]

"Team Rocket is out for Team Rocket alone! We deal mostly in the trade of powerful and rare pokemon!"

James stood up and dusted himself off, putting the rose away. "I'm amazed how many people haven't heard of us. And also how many people thing that my hair is an odd colour."

[x5-alec.livejournal.com]

"Well, it's kind of blue," Alec said slowly. "What's a pokemon?"

[rocketbitch.livejournal.com]

"It's..."

James sighed. He wasn't going to pull Weezing out again for a hands-on demonstration. Chances were too high that his gas would cause a huge explosion around the campfire or something, anyhow.

"Pokemon are like animals, only they have special powers... Uh. They do stuff."