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You are your avatar (psuedo-roleplay)

Dave looked up, slightly interested in the current topic.

"Yeah, I've seen some aliens. John was making out with Vriska and Terezi was trying to get up in my grill when I did an acrobatic fucking pirouette through Time and Space or some shit like that."
 
Bakura rose an eyebrow at this. "That's... truly fascinating," he stated, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Marik glanced from the two with a puzzled expression. Aliens? Did such beings even exsist?
 
Derpy flew off, not to be seen again.

A Snorunt stumbled from the forest, searching for food and snow.
 
Marik, seeing entertainment in the Pokemon, grabbed a bunch of snow and throw it at the Snorunt.

Bakura rose an eyebrow. Eventually, he shrugged his shoulders and chunked a few at it, too.
 
Marik turned his attention on the Raichu. "Bakura, look! It's a Pokemon. Should I catch it?"

Bakura rolled his eyes. "Whatever satisfies your desires, Marik..."
 
"Bakura!!" Marik cried out, searching his bag.

"For the love of God, Marik, what is it?" Bakura hissed, massaging his temples.

"There aren't any Pokeballs, Bakura..."
 
(DERP switching genders; wish I had earlier, but oh well)

The Egyptian looked back at the Raichu. "See that, Bakura? It must like me," she smirked, crossing her arms with an approving nod.

Bakura blinked from Marik to the Pokemon. "Maybe so..."
 
Marik rose an eyebrow. "...It's...staring at me. And freaking me out." She quickly turned to Bakura. "You don't suppose it's...going to eat me, right?!"

Bakura nearly fell over. "How the bloody he'll could it do that, anyway, Marik?!"
 
The raichu looked at Bakura with a smile as it bared its fangs, for the trance was fake!

It leaped forward and bit down.
 
Marik, feeling utterly like a foolish fool, scowled deeply and arched her arm back as she stormed over to the rodent. "You think you can trick me, you rat?!"

Bakura grabbed her arm, pulling her back. "Calm down, Marik. It's just a Pokemon, after all."
 
"You think i'm just a pokemon?!" The raichu siad, baring it's larger than average fangs and speaking in a cockney accent.

"I'll show you!" She said, unleashing a thunderbolt, then stepping back in an attempt to escape.
 
Marik's eyes widened slightly as she dodge-rolled out of the way. Bakura had done the same in the other direction. Standing back up, she pushed white-blonde hair out of her face and stood tall. "Alright, you have my attention."

Bakura got to his feet rather quickly and stood back behind Marik.
 
"Oh, do I?" Said the raichu, pushing a strand of blond hair that wasn't there before away from her face.
 
"In a way, at least," Marik smirked, her head tilted to the side in a mocking way. "It's not like you're anything interesting."

Bakura grinned as well, crossing his arms.
 
"Really?" Said the raichu, pushing another strand of suddenly appearing hair away.

"I'm a bloody talkin' raichu! Ain't that enough for you love, or do I..."

She rubbed her face randomly.

"...Have to show you another o' my tricks?"

When she pulled her hand away, her face was that of a teenage girl.

(Yeah, shapeshifting!)
 
"I've seen far more intriguing beings in my lifetime," Marik replied, closing her eyes as her head cocked up. "You're rather low in the ranks. Care to show me anything else 'interesting?'"

Bakura heard a beeping from his watch. Checking it, he realized that it was already one in the morning. "Better hurry this along, Marik, we've got to go soon."
 
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