((Just came on to let you guys know I am not dead!
I have just been incredibly busy traveling from MA to NY and back. And dealing with personal BS. Don’t know when I can answer questions but I will try soon, I hope.))
((9 messages ..<33. Off to bed tonight, but will answer some tomorrow and Sunday!))
“MALE GARDEVOIR AWARENESS WEEK”
From April 17th to April 23rd
We are sick and tired of people hating on Male Gardevoir for many reasons. Some people are just plain ignorant, and don’t actually realize that the Gardevoir Male / Female ratio is EXACTLY 50%. Even! Half Female, HALF MALE. There…
TBH, I prefer male Gardevoir. I like both. I don’t understand why people hate the males so much.
-Bulba’s eyes swirl and he teeters at the questions-
Bulba: “Well! I will do my best to answer!! My favorite childhood memory is when my trainer picked me, out of all the pokemon, even knowing my disability. My favorite type of flower? …Well, I’m not sure! Though this may sound awkward, I do like the gentle fragrance that a Lilligant’s flower gives off! What’s going through my mind? Trying to hide from Ura ;~;. Probably a tongue sticking out! My trainer does that often ahahah! If my future self came to me, I have no idea what he’d say! If I walked down the hall of fame..? I would feel so much pride! I would be mint chocolate icecream ^w^. One thing?? I uh..don’t know D:”
Ura: -Poof- “WHAT?! THIS IS SIMPLY AN OUTRAGE!! I CANNOT STAND WRETCHED BUGS! I SAID GIVE THE OTHERS ANON MAGIC, NOT ME!”
Bulba: -Sweatdrops, and laughs lightly- “Well Ura, you did sorta deserve it..”
-And thus Ura proceeded to use bug bite on Bulba, who cried-
“Well, after an intense training session, we are back! Please, feel free to ask some que-“
“Yes yes, questions and the like. But oh please, send some anonymous questions as well, they REALLY love that..”
“No, Ura. The last time that happened Terra became scared of me VwV. I wasn’t happy you know. And what makes YOU think they’d only ask US? Maybe they’d do some horrible magic on you! I mean, I’ve heard tha-.”
“Yes yes the horrible anon magic. Dreadful I’m sure.” -Ura sat daintily and began to clean her paws- “No one would dare do anything to me. Well, not unless they wanted to be met with my claws.”
