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[Say hello to John Egbert. Say hello to John Egbert's angry texts.]

all questions aside about what the hell is going on here.
who broke my hammer?
because that is just messed up.

[He sends another out a few moments later.]

who is even seeing this?
hi i'm john.
to anyone out there.

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I AM OFFEND!!!!

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[......John is a little shocked. Okay. This place was sucky just a second ago. It is somewhat bearable now.]

Okay. I'm sorry I doubted you.

/weeps

[turntechtrainer]

[As if on cue, Bro the Bagon leaps out off Lady B's back and Dave curses, grabbing for him.] Damn it, you can't fly from here. Oh my god, how did your species survive??

[Once he has him secure, he slips off his starter's back and sighs.] It's cool. I'd have doubted me too.

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Dude this is a pretty sweet set up you have. They're so cool. Like holy fuck man. [He saw a glimpse of some of John's pokemon and still thought he was pulling a prank. But nope.]

This place is unbelievable.

[turntechtrainer]

Yeah it is. Then again so are ghost pokes. Also really fuckin creepy but you're going to get that gleam in your eyes, aren't you.

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You never know man, I just might. Just let me be amazed okay.

[He points at Lady B.] Is it going to object to me patting it?

[turntechtrainer]

She won't mind one bit. You're John. [She knows you. That's unspoken as he reaches up to rub Lady B's nose while the Bagon hangs out via holding onto him.] We could go for a ride later if you want. No one goes faster than B.

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[Well okay, he's gonna just go and pet Lady B's nose. Pet pet pet. such a good Pokemon.]

Like, ride on her back? For real? [....!] We can actually do that?

[turntechtrainer]

Yeah, course we can. I wouldn't say it if I hadn't done it. What do you take me for? I'm not the boy who cried flaming unicorn.

[Wait.]

Ok. I did but that's not the point here.

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Why aren't we doing it then. Riding your flaming unicorn. I mean only if she's okay with it.

[Nose pats.]

[turntechtrainer]

We're not riding, because you didn't ask. Now you have. Come on, let's head down to the meadow floor. [He motions for John to follow him as he and Lady B stride off.]

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[He gets in stride with the two as they head off to the meadow floor.]

So, she won't set the meadow on fire?

[turntechtrainer]

Course not. She might be made of fire in the mane department but these hooves are solid and nonflammable. [He laughs and leads the way down with his hands in his pockets.]

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Alright, as long as you're sure though. Also as long as she doesn't try anything funny.

[This flaming unicorn business is one John is treading lightly with. This unicorn could prank him!]

[turntechtrainer]

Listen to you, [He snickers as he descends the stiars, leading John downwards deeper into the tower. It's odd but all things in this place are. Lady B picks her own way down with care.] worried of getting hood winked by a horse.

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Listen man, you never know who is gonna hoodwink you. Whether it be a regular horse a fucking flaming unicorn.

No hard feelings Lady. [PATTING HER GENTLY...]

[turntechtrainer]

Lady isn't the sort to hoodwink people. She can't be bothered with our pranks. [He stops at the right floor and steps out onto the meadow.] If it makes you more comfortable I'll ride her by myself and show you how harmless it is.

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Alright, you go ahead and ride her around and I'll watch. Just to make sure. Then again, would she really hoodwink her own trainer?

[turntechtrainer]

Told you, above that. [He swings back up onto Lady B's back and puts Bro back in his pokeball. With a whistle, they're off. At first they move slowly, until he whistles again. Then they're off like a shot. They're like a brush fire, racing over the grass. Nothing burns but you'd think it would. They're so fast and in the distance Dave whoops, his carefree laugh carried back by the wind of their passing.

They dart past John and he salutes with two fingers, his smile a bit crazy. At this speed who wouldn't be a bit high on the freedom?]

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[Oh man, it really is something to see Dave this high on life. Like he's pretty sure Dave has outbursts like this on occasion. But to actually witness it is something else. But okay he was right.

That does look kind of fun. He just kind of salutes back and grins. What dweebs.]

[turntechtrainer]

[He returns, the fiery horse slowing down to a trot as he whistles for her to slow down. They come to a stop beside John. Dave leans over the side.] Ready?

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[He is unsure. But he is going to ride this flaming horse like no other man has.]

Ready as I'll ever be.

[turntechtrainer]

[Dave offers his hand to John as he settles back on Lady B's back. Whenever John grabs it, he'll pull him up behind him.] Just grab onto me. Or you'll fall off.

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[When he gets settled on her back, he grabs onto Dave and wonders what the hell he's just gotten himself into.]

Alright, lets do this!

[turntechtrainer]

[They're off before John says, 'this'. It's not at a trott either. Lady B races across the meadow like a shot in the dark. Dave leans forward into the wind with a wild grin. This is what he enjoys about riding. No normal horse would ever compare. He's ruined for anything slower.]

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[It's like Dave really wanted him to piss himself or something. They couldn't have started out slow? His grips on Dave tightens, but the feeling of freedom...it's really fucking great.]