grim dealer
he/him/his
twenty-one
august 5th
hoenn region
demisexual
IB, gambler
civilian
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
TAG WITH @arian
arian coin
[nospaces] [attr="class","threadtext"] [attr="class","letter1"]a surprised look. the duo would come to pass by a wimpod and blitzle. they weren't the eye of his target for today, but next time he'd snag them. his head darted to face fernando. a look of wonder as the blunet spoke. "that's a good question! i'm not sure myself as of yet," then the inspection was brought up, "oh! the inspection, haha!" he'd blurt out a light titter. "i forgot about that, i'm pretty excited to take you on!" the inspection most likely meant he'd come to see how he ran his gym. [break][break] "i hope you'll be participating as a trainer and not as a councilman, it'd be boring if the battle was strictly business you know!" the jovial blonde spoke. he didn't enjoy serious adult conversations. he just wanted to gamble and battle--mostly the former. gambling against fernando would be a plus, he's always wanted to battle him on an even playing field. always wondering just what sort of face he'd make in the face of potential loss. "y'know, mister fernando, my gym isn't just all about battling. when i was given the role to become a gym leader, i thought really hard on how i could make it exciting for both myself and the trainer in question, but also challenging." hands in pocket, eyes shut as he tried to remember the challenges he's had up til now. [break][break] a smile never wavered, yet seemed strange; almost as if it were a facade. his eyes came to open slowly, hollowing they were indeed. "the way i've chosen to lead as a gym leader is far different from my brother. sure, i enjoy a good gamble--a fun game. my methods are seen as childish, maybe even crazy, by some. but there is purpose in my style of leading, a lot of it. my goal--no--desire is to see the face of someone whose willing to go all in against fate; ready to partake in a risk that can prove detrimental or hopeful."[break][break] turning to face fernando with a smile, he'd come to a halt, "if there's one thing i hate mister fernando, more then anything in this world--something that i find most disrespectful..." a scowl formed, "is when someone gives up in the face inevitability. i despise a game where i know i'll come out the winner or the loser, if there is no chance to leaving it up to fate. i won't be entertained by tomfoolery." and like that he'd revert back to a cheery expression, "but other then that, i take my job serious!"[break][break] clasping his hands together. arian looked to the sky with a sparked joy in his expression, "ah, man! mister fernando, i can't wait to gamble with you! the thought of seeing you fall into despair, to see how far you're willing to go in a gamble?! i wonder if you're as cool as they say you are when battling; i hope it's the same as when you gamble, hehe!" arian mused. [break][break] [break] party: [break] mission: ---[break] tag: FERNANDO SILPH [break] notes: i apologize for the length. i got too into the post. [Googlefont=Playfair+Display:400,400italic,700,700italic,900] [newclass=.miricredit]text-align: center; text-transform:uppercase; line-height: 150%;}[/newclass] [newclass=.miricredit a]font-family: calibri; font-size: 8px; letter-spacing:1px; color: #aaa;[/newclass] [newclass=.letter1]margin-left: 0px; float: left; font-family: playfair display; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 35px; color: #000; padding: 10px; line-height: 50%; font-style: italic;[/newclass] [newclass=.threadtext]background: #fdfdfd; padding: 0px;width: 360px;line-height: 140%;font-size: 11px; letter-spacing: 0.5px;font-family: sans serif display;text-align: justify; color: #2d2d2d;[/newclass]
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