eric
Hey, Lois! I'm a shiny!
- Joined
- Jan 24, 2009
Eric was a mysterious Pokemon Trainer, a brunette with deep green eyes, and pale skin. He was wearing a blue shirt with a faded yellow Silph Co. Logo with a slogan of some sort below it. The only word clear enough to read was "Justice" . His shorts had a type of army camo pattern, and his shoes were red and black.
He was barely five feet and nine inches tall, with decent muscle tone.
Suddenly, he heard a loud scream for help, certainly from a young woman.
Eric instinctively ran towards it.
He saw three male Rocket Grunts, presumably horny, since they were circling a female Trainer.
Eric's blood began to boil. Team Rocket made him sick to his stomach with their crimes.
Eric pull a locket off his belt, which was black and shape like a rose. He kissed it for luck, and put it around his neck.
Eric picked a Pokeball from his belt, and his majestic male Pyroar jumped out with a mighty roar.
"Alright, you sick bastards. I'd suggest you get the fuck away from her unless you want to become my Pyroar's
next meal." Eric snarled towards the deviant grunts.
Pyroar growled at them menacingly, and they fled, scared out of their wits.
Eric offered the female trainer up off the ground a helping hand and a kind, reassuring smile.
He was barely five feet and nine inches tall, with decent muscle tone.
Suddenly, he heard a loud scream for help, certainly from a young woman.
Eric instinctively ran towards it.
He saw three male Rocket Grunts, presumably horny, since they were circling a female Trainer.
Eric's blood began to boil. Team Rocket made him sick to his stomach with their crimes.
Eric pull a locket off his belt, which was black and shape like a rose. He kissed it for luck, and put it around his neck.
Eric picked a Pokeball from his belt, and his majestic male Pyroar jumped out with a mighty roar.
"Alright, you sick bastards. I'd suggest you get the fuck away from her unless you want to become my Pyroar's
next meal." Eric snarled towards the deviant grunts.
Pyroar growled at them menacingly, and they fled, scared out of their wits.
Eric offered the female trainer up off the ground a helping hand and a kind, reassuring smile.