diamondo | THIRD RIDE ✦ TEXT / ACTION [VIOLET CITY]

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[A strange text post goes out to the network today. It appears to be a list of some kind.]

▶ get a motorcycle
▶ mod the fuck out of it
▶ fuck up ryder's shit
▶ find a fucking gym
▶ train
▶ train
▶ train
▶ fucking train
▶ get stronger (physically/emotionally/mentally??)
▶ find a sauna!!!!!
▶ actually get a date
▶ somehow
▶ god this is gonna fucking suck
▶ ~~see every city in johto~~
▶ fuck that's a lofty goal isn't it
▶ see every major city in johto
▶ that's better
▶ get all the badges
▶ (it's a matter of fucking pride)
▶ round out pkmn roster (no more dark types!!!)
▶ um
▶ fuck
▶ i'm forgetting something aren't i
▶ shit

[Five minutes after that's accidentally posted to the network, a proper text follows.]

oh shit ignore that last post, that wasn't supposed to go public
...actually, tell me about the things you want to do here
i need more shit on my to do list
are there any awesome places to see or anything like that?

[ ACTION - VIOLET CITY ]

[It's not surprising that Mondo's out training on the outskirts of the city. What is surprising is that he isn't fighting his Pokémon today. He's ditched the usual coat today and if one looks closely, they can see a massive bruise over his shoulders and leading down toward his back. That might be from fighting his Pokémon. Maybe. But that's not what he's doing today - today he's got his Pokémon out, situated in teams of two facing off against each other.]

Alright, we're gonna practice double battling today. Ryder! Quit trying to punch Pierce, he's your partner!

[The Scrafty shoots him a dirty look, but she knocks it off. At least until Mondo's back is turned, then she socks the Lucario in the gut and knocks him over.]

Lex, Tory! If I see the two of you biting at each other again I swear I'm gonna stick you in the fucking PC and never let you see the light of day again! You got that?

[The Sharpedo and Deino pull faces once his back is turned, but at least they seem to be listening.]

Alright, on my mark... go!

[...This can only end well.]

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[Yes, yes it is. But he's not going to reply to that, instead focusing on Blake's latter statements.]

Shut the fuck up. 'Course I didn't get myself killed!!

[Uh oh, seems like you touched a nerve there, Blake.]

I'm head of Japan's biggest fucking biker gang, you think I'd get offed that easily!? I know what the fuck I'm doing; I can handle myself!!

[A really bad nerve at that...]

And I'll cuss if I fucking wanna!

[Blake's weirdly transfixed] How do you even get it to do that? What does it take, shellac?

[His mouth twists into a sneer] Uh-huh. Sure, the Yakuza get bossed around by somebody too young to buy a Playboy.

Show some respect, kid.

Not the fucking Yakuza, dumbass. High school gangs. I ain't getting involved with the fucking Yakuza.

[At least that's seemed to calm him down from his earlier fury. Somehow. Probably because they're no longer talking about motorcycle accidents.]

Fuck off, I'll do what I want. 'Sides, no reason to show you any respect. I only show respect if I'm getting it.

[...And we don't discuss his hair.]

Japan doesn't have high school gangs. What do you do, do your homework real angry?

[Japan's all businessmen and kids in crazy intense schools, right? Blake's cultural information isn't much more recent than Godzilla movies.]

Watch it. You're talking to a cop.

What kinda crazy world are you from? 'Course Japan has high school gangs!

[Oh, a cop. That would explain everything, wouldn't it?]

Tch, you think that's gonna make me respect you or something? 'Cause it ain't. You're probably just as fucking corrupt and screwed up as the rest of 'em.

Yeah, I'm sure your local crips and bloods are real scary.

[It does explain a lot.]

What's the matter, your friends get hauled off too many times for loitering in front of liquor stores?

[Blake's not corrupt! He's incompetent. It's an important difference.]

[Corrupt, incompetent, same thing!!]

That's none of your fucking business!

[Yes.]

I'm making it my business.

If you followed the law, you wouldn't have to worry about these things.

Yeah, but where's the fun in that?

[...This punk-ass kid, sorry Blake.]

The fun's in not ending up stuck in a cell for the next ten years.

[says the recent jailbird.]

[Mondo flinches; his short stint in jail was more than enough.]

Yeah, no shit. It's not like we do anything that bad.

[Hah, that got him.]

Going around on motorcycles calling yourself a gang is gonna bring the cops down on you. That's how it works, no matter what country you're in.

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