RIM + Sarepia "Clan"

Hullo! :3

Today's RIM:

So then, being the stalker that I am, went to observe the specimen in Sarepia Forest. When I encountered the "clanners", I snapped a few pics. Now I'll be showing you the pictures I have taken on my journey throughout the forest of Sarepia.

Remember kids. Every creature you see in the following foresty pictures are, in fact, clanners. No doubt about it! (Precious Cutepuppy and the mini black and white kangaroo are me observing these strange creatures.)

Lovely atmosphere, eh? ;3

The ladybug looks different. Like it looks more pink now. And maybe fatter....?

*shrugs*

Now here.....

Shall be RIM "commercial" time!

Children say YAAY!

Children: YAAY!

X'D

*Has "spoilers" if hadn't read up to the most recent chapter posted. jk. Or not.*

*Be lucky that I'm not giving away spoilers for events I hadn't actually typed up and posted on here- yet. It's really hard! >:U*

*sniff, sniff. cry, cry*

(I be only one who understands the insanity. D:)

:'(

feeeeeeeeeels

Time for the crud to begin! =D

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Brock: Hello, you cry-babies. Since Honey and drunkie are out for the day, me and Finny will be talking about today's RIM.

Finny: Uh.... *whispers* Brock, I don't think you should call the viewers cry-babies.

Brock: *whispers back* Whatever.

Finny: *still whispering* And their names are Sparkle and Duke. Not whatever you called them.

Brock: *getting mad* Oh, shut it!

Finny: Hmph!

Brock: So anyways, today's RIM is the Rare Clover Earmuffs. To be completely honest here, this RIM just sucks.

Finny: The RIM isn't as bad as last week's.

Brock: The color combination is awful, and it's way past Lucky Day. I suggest that you don't buy this RIM!

Finny: Umm..... The price of RIMs seem to be always be 750 gems these days. Probably because of the economy and stocks and stats and such. I forgot.

Brock: Purple and orange together just look gross.

Finny: *whispering again* Hey, that sounds offensive! And aren't we supposed to advertise in this commercial?

Brock: No, of course not. Haven't you seen any of Duke's RIM commercials?

Finny: Oh, okay then. My apologies.

(In the direction of the doorway, black flames are seen just outside the door.)

Brock: Darn it!

Finny: Huh?

Brock: *panics and shuts off camera*

Finny: Hey, what was that for! It's not over yet! There's still a long way's to go!

Brock: Shut it!

Finny: *rolls eyes*

Brock: *flashes glances at door*

(Door squeaks open. In the doorway, is an infuriated fox with black and orange flames surrounding the fox.)

Brock: You told me you were not being here this week, drunkie.

Finny: *whispers to Brock* Geez, he looks furious.

Brock: *whispers to Finny* You're right! He's more strange than usual.

(The fox in the doorway enters the room with the black and orange flames over his shoulders and down his back till they reach the base of his tail; it looks like a cloak of some sort.)

Duke: *walks up to Finny in a creepy-guy-but-not-perverted-this-time way* *speaks in slightly dark/menacing/eerie voice (o-o)* You're friends with Brock? How could you, I thought we were friends!

Finny: Uh.... We're *indicating him and Brock* not friends. Nope, not at all.

Duke: Then why is he here?

Finny: He just barged in. Through the window.

Duke: I specifically told you to substitute for me. Only you.

Finny: I couldn't stop him. I'm sorry.

Brock: Haha, I just like seeing you all worked up. Drunkie.

Duke: *completely ignores Brock for the time being* You just don't seem to get it, Infinity. Don't you.

Finny: I-I-Infinity?

Duke: That's your name. Are you questioning it?

Finny: N-no. You almost never call me by my real name.

Duke: Almost.

Finny: *sense of hurt in voice* O-okay.

Duke: And I thought I could trust you. *flips cloak over shoulder and walks over to where Brock is*

Brock: *sees Duke's face for the first time since he entered the room* Whoa dude, chill.

Duke: Chill? You have to be one of the most idiotic foxes I have ever met. Oh wait. You are the most idiotic. 

Brock: You're not funny, drunkie.

Duke: *eyes glow intensely* I wasn't intending on being "funny". I'm dead serious.

Brock: Wow, why are you all worked up?

Duke: Who said I ever was "worked up"? Or "drunk", at that?

Brock: Just chill!

Duke: I don't think you can comprehend the concept.

Brock: What do you mean, D... I mean Duke?

Duke: Fires are impossible to chill down.

Brock: Your point?

Duke: I am made up of fires.

Brock: You're still a fox. So you can chill down.

Duke: I'm not an ordinary fox. *stares right into Brock's eyes* I am fire.

Brock: You aren't an element. It's impossible.

Duke: Let's get something clear, Brock. You can always interrupt every video Sparkle and I plan out, you can scare Finny, you can even call me "drunkie" for all I care. *the black and orange flames come in contact with the tips of his fur and mix together* But you can never copy who I am! *has paws covered in the flames*

Brock: What, drunkie?

Duke: *says in more dark/menacing/eerie voice* I'm the only one who's allowed to mock the RIM, as well as fail-advertise it to make Sparkle frustrated. Only me. *fires grow larger all around him*

Brock: Like I care. The videos you two make are horrible. I just make them better.

Duke: *bares fangs and closes eyes to nearly slits* You can make fun of me all you want. *is about to attack Brock with flames* But you can never make fun of Sparkle!

Brock: Sure I can. She's not here right now. Now, now. That proves a point. Let's discuss Twinkle and Dawn now, shall we?

Duke: You can make fun of me all you want. I deserve it for all the harm I've inflicted onto others in the past. But I won't let you get away with talking trash about the ones I care about!

Brock: Dawn is--

Duke: punches Brock in the face with flaming paw and burning claws* What have I just told you about not insulting them!?

Brock: I said Dawn. Not Twinkle.

Duke: Do you think I give a poop!?

Brock: I thought you hated her. Especially since you--

Duke: You have no freaking idea about the relationships I have with Twinkle and Dawn. Especially Dawn.

Brock: *is about to begin saying another insult*

Duke: *before Brock can say the words, punches Brock again* Don't insult them.

Brock: *holds paws up to face* Ouch! What are these!? *grimaces*

Duke: The most powerful flames in existence. From the ones of the very definitions of light and dark.

Brock: Ow!

Duke: I am made up of flames. Now you believe me when I say I'm the deadliest fox to ever live?

Brock: Haha, no. Fierdan was the deadliest fox to ever live. You're not even close to his level.

Duke: Oh. Really?

Brock: Really.

Duke: I could easily make the pain even more unbearable for you. Brock.

Brock: Stop pretending to be scary, drunkie. 'Cause it ain't working on me!

Duke: Don't underestimate me. Ever.

Brock: You don't scare me.

Duke: *punches Brock in the face again but with so much force that Brock immediately passes out as a result*

Finny: *stares at Duke and Brock in horror, and then flees*

Duke: *places paw on Brock's face, senses that Brock is actually passed out cold, and then grins* I'll let you in on a little secret. *leans his face inches away from Brock's passed out face*

Duke: I'm that deadliest fox you were talking about. Because, you know what? I'm also him. I am Fierdan. 

Ooh, show-down! :O

Weren't expecting that, were you? >:)

Dukey! >:3

I'm just not in the mood to make fun of him, nowadays.

You just won't understand though.

Spoilers.......

//is so emotional like I can't even//

Wait, not exactly. That's the background music I'm listening to.

So yeah. I have to still finish my homework.

Bye! ^o^