Rocket's Red Glare [M]

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Ambrose Hendrix

Rocket's Red Glare [M]

POSTED ON Sept 6, 2023 15:09:34 GMT

It is just baffling what people will just leave laying around unattended. A few months ago, Fortree held some sort of big event called the Tanabata Festival. It celebrated like--the enduring power of love or something similarly useless. The festival came and went, and afterward the city would have a stockpile of fireworks that went unused. Why did they buy so many fireworks if they were not going to use them? A better question would be: why did they abandon them in a warehouse without supervision?

Ambrose had caught wind of this unguarded treasure trove, and decided to be a good neighbor and relieve the city of their volatile burden. Sure the doors to the warehouse were locked, which would imply that they did not want anyone to get into it, but beyond that pitiful obstacle the stockpile was ripe for the taking. It was the same as setting up a big neon sign that said, 'Please steal these fireworks! Make an evening out of it! Close the doors on your way out!'

Ambrose had arrived at the warehouse in a truck he definitely owned (please trust me), his entire entourage of pokemon pouring out as he turned off the ignition. The aforementioned locks were easily dismantled by Osborne the Zoroark, and soon enough Ambrose would be loading up fireworks by the arm full. His Mime Jr, Popplio, Timburr, and Dratini did their part as well, making the process much faster. Osborne had gotten back into the truck--he was the getaway driver after all. No sense in exerting himself.

What did you think Ambrose drove them there? Don't be ridiculous, he does not even have a license!

Dirk Evans

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Dirk Evans

Rocket's Red Glare [M]

POSTED ON Sept 7, 2023 16:01:30 GMT

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The night life of Fortree city was certainly something! Tree houses far as the eye could see, with only sometimes having them on the ground! Lots of that nature integrated with Nature shtick! They didn't even have paved roads, which would probably be bad for everyone else, but his Bike was rated for off roading!

"Sure ain't seen nothin' like this back in Kanto! Definitely less developed out this way, but I can't help but be impressed!"

"Houndour!"

The two cruised through the 'Streets' of Fortree city, casting there eyes every which way. Dirk was in the process of eating his sandwitch, Houndour already ate his, as they just sort of trailed through it all.

Their eyes were still castin' around as they come to a stop at the red light. Probably one of the few hes actually seen in the city!

"Gotta be a novelty!"

"Dour!"

⚰︎ My Man is chillin'!
Ambrose Hendrix

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Ambrose Hendrix

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POSTED ON Sept 8, 2023 17:36:46 GMT

The last of the fireworks were loaded into the bed of the truck, and Ambrose would close the tailgate with a flourishing high-kick. A large tarp was pulled out of the truck and tied across the truck bed to conceal his cargo, the last thing he needed was to attract unwanted attention by parading fireworks out in the open. With the tarp secured, Ambrose and his remaining pokemon would clumsily tumble into the passenger seat as Osborne rolling off back toward the main road.

As they drove through Fortree, Ambrose and his troupe would celebrate their successful hoodwink by blasting some classic metal. Nothing like some good old-fashioned rocking out to build up excitement for what was to be a legendary night! As the truck pulled up to a stoplight, Ambrose found his eyes wandering. It never hurt to be aware of your surroundings, especially when you are fleeing the scene of what was technically considered a 'crime'.

Ambrose's eyes wandered downward, only just noticing the motorcyclist they had pulled up next to. At first he found nothing interesting about the figure, just another faceless pedestrian glance at once and then never see again. However, as he peered elsewhere, something in his mind would scream to get another look at this stranger. Only after a second glance would Ambrose's brain comprehend what he was actually looking at, akin to witnessing some sort of cosmic abnormality and only realizing it after the fact.

This man was a sight to behold! His outfit, his motorcycle, his houndour, it all resonated with Ambrose on a primal level. Call him crazy if you want, but Ambrose felt a bizarre connection to this off-comer--similar to how a child may connect with another on the first day of school. Perhaps he was still feeling bold after pulling off the firework heist, or maybe he just secretly wanted to be witnessed tonight, but Ambrose would find himself uncharacteristically rolling down his window to poke out his head and communicate with the stranger.

"Hey pal, wanna blow up some shit!?"

Dirk Evans

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Dirk Evans

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POSTED ON Sept 9, 2023 10:55:41 GMT

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Dirk looked up at the Pink haired stranger, someone he literally never met once in his life. A complete and utter stranger who just asked and offered if he wanted to engage in some explosive nocturnal activity that would of no doubt rocked the neighborhood twice over.

Dirk was a man of principles, of free will and spirit. His, was a lifestyle that tried to recapture something, was channeling the dare devil of his youth... Yet, he was not a young man. He was somewhere in the middle of his lifetime, grown, mature, a figure that people should be looking at for how to, even if its a strange choice, steer their life towards. Not the young man he was attempting to emulate.

So what did, a mature man like Dirk 'Roads' Evans, say to this stranger who was probably about to something completely dastardly?

He brought his fist up into the universal symbol of ROCK N' ROLL AND STUCK HIS TONGUE OUT OF COURSE! "HELL YEAH, BROTHER!"

His tired span, sending rubber burning, tires squealing, and anticipation all throughout him and his pokemon! "LEAD THE WAY! TONIGHT IS THE NIGHT FOR ROCKIN' THIS CITY! KEKEKEKEKEKEKE!" His laughter was of the skulls, laughing skulls from even the greatest of Halloween decorations! You know the ones, with actual little sound boxes behind them!

"HOUNDOUR!" His Doggy Companion HOWLED TO THE SKY! The Blood pumped, and the Two partners were ready!

So ready, Dirk's bike's squeeling tires grabbed the ground as he let go of the break, and he began to circle the Truck his newfound best bud was in, ready and WAITING for the destination!

⚰︎ ITS TIME TO ROCK N' ROLL, BROTHER!
Ambrose Hendrix

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Ambrose Hendrix

Rocket's Red Glare [M]

POSTED ON Sept 16, 2023 20:27:22 GMT

The man's answer sent adrenaline shooting through Ambrose. His wild eyes widened, and his grin intensified. He slammed the side of the truck and cackled with mischievous glee. "Hell YEAH! Let's go shake the world!" The light turned green, and Osborne would slam the acceleration. The wheels screeched briefly before the truck shot off like a bullet.

Ambrose kept his window down, allowing his metal music to continue resonating across the air. The truck sped through the city, likely annoying many of its peace-loving residents. Who gives a flying FUCK about them though, we got a sky to set alight! They would exit the city, driving through a winding road before turning off through an opening in the tree line.

Shortly after the turnoff, the miniature convoy would emerge into a meadow. There were some scattered pokemon grazing on the grass, but as soon as the truck came blasting onto the scene they would all scatter back into the trees. Once they reached the middle of the meadow, the truck would come to a stop and go silent as the ignition was turned off. Ambrose opened his door, causing his pokemon to once again tumble out like scattered beer cans.

Ambrose himself jumped out, rubbing his hands as he strode to the back of the truck. He looked to his new companions on the motorcycle, shooting them a grin as he grabbed onto the tarp and tore it off. Thus the cargo was revealed, a pile of fireworks that would make a theme park blush. He grabbed a hefty looking rocket and lifted it up for the cyclist to see.

"Yo do you know how to set up a motar?"

Dirk Evans