Sorry for the delay, some days are just stressful... that and I bought Game of Thrones Season 2. *cough* Anyway, Volsar is fun to write.


With too many unknown factors on the table, you decide that being cautious will be your best bet. Maybe you’ll even get lucky and knock the Abra out before he sees you coming!
Utilizing mad skills that would make any ninja jealous, you tiptoe into the room, skirting the wall to make your way to a pile of boulders. From there, you move all sneaky like to a closer pile of boulders, and again until you’re so close you can smell the Abra.
A sudden noise makes you jump and you nearly blow your cover! …until you realize that the Abra is snoring. He’s sleeping? Seriously? He shows up, steals your shit, challenges you to come get him, and now he’s sleeping? The anger building up inside of you makes you just want to pounce him and beat the tar out of him right now!
And so you do! With a roar, you leap out from behind your boulders and clamp your oversized jaws on the psychic Pokemon’s head. However, the Abra simply smacks you. “Go away, I’m sleeping.”
“Give me back that spoon! And then you can sleep all you want!” you growl at the Abra. If he doesn’t want to co-operate, he can always take a nice long nap in your stomach.
Volsar hugs the spoon to his chest, flops forward, and starts to snore again. You’re starting to wonder if he’s just screwing with you. With another growl, you start to chew on the Abra’s tail.. Eventually, he stops snoring and looks back at you in irritation. “You know that Ralts is just an annoying little ho, right? You’ll probably give her the spoon and she’ll try to beat you up with it. You’d be better off leaving it with me, you know. Not to mention…. Nah, I’ll let you figure that one out on your own.” Volsar grins, revealing a rather large row of sharp white teeth.
“Regardless, I have a mission to complete! And you will not stand in my way!” You go to attack the Abra again, only to have him levitate you in the air and sit you down.
“Tell you what, since you didn’t charge in here like an idiot, I will make you an offer.” Volsar snaps his claws and three bowls appear. “Your precious little spoon is under one of these.” He lifts the center bowl and places the spoon under it. “Under the other two are little… surprises for you.” Volsar stands up straight and puts both of his hands behind his back. “Well, take your pick.”


Voting Time:
>> It’s under the left one
>> It’s under the right one
>> It’s under the center one
>> It’s not under any of them

Voting Ends November 25, 11am EST