try not to die the story of pacman

Rhyol was in the game room play the best arcade game of all-time, Pac-Man. He had played 20 minutes straight so far. he was going for the high score, only ten points away from it. just when he was gonna get the new record a ghost gets him. Rhyolo's hair lit up and he baned his head aginst the machine.

Maybe Stella shouldn't have walked in -- because some kid with his head on fire was banging his head against the Pacman machine. Seriously? All she wanted to do was play Pokemon Firered for a bit on her old orange-and-green Gameboy Advance while sitting on one of the nice little beanbags in the game room, but nooooo. Some idiot's head was on fire and Chiron would definitely pin it on her if she didn't get out immediately.

So she stood there and watched, frowning with her Gameboy in hand and not quite sure if she should stab him for good measure or douse the flames with water or what. "You gonna die or what?"

Rhyolo turned around and saw stella standing there. His flames immediatley went out. "uh...hey stellea..uh" the blood drained fromhis face seeing her.

How the hell did he know her na-- ah. Whatever. Everyone probably had the faintest inkling of who she was thanks to her very unsavory reputation, so she couldn't help who knew her anymore. Or maybe it was her fabulous looks that made her so recognizable. Ha.

But now that Stella knew he wasn't gonna burn to death or smash his own face in on the Pacman machine, she just flicked on her Gameboy and sat down on a large polka-dot bean bag close to the door and let herself sink down into it as the title screen song began to play. "And hello to you too, Human Torch. Didja lose at Pacman and that's why you lit your own head on fire? Very sexy."

"still have the same sense of humor since we last met. and FYI iwas 10 point away from the highest score in camp history." the color returned to his face and he sank down into the chair next to her sipping on a mountain dew.

"Amazing. Did you put your name on the high-score list before you decided to try lighting the machine on fire with your hair? I think the thing is sorta sizzling now -- wouldn't you agree, Charizard?" Camp was so beautiful sometimes. Stella was so glad to be a part of something full of people so stupid and/or unreasonable that it made her look even more like a genius than she would in any normal environment.

"well the machine was charmed to be invincible, slowbro, and i have every highscore but the top one." he than crushes the can and shoots it into the trash can.

"Oh, my poor delicate heart. You spend too much time here or what?" Stella mockingly clutched her chest as she made her Charizard brutally murder an innocent Rattata as she wandered through some grass -- just 'cause. Pacman was an intense game, sure, but slamming her head into the machine because she lost was definitely not on her to-do list.

"Only spend once a week here. Mostly spend my time alone. what about you?" rhyolo takes his golden ds out to play pokemon heart gold wher he is about to whoop the champion's but with just the legendary birds and ho-oh all lvl. 100.

"Oh, same. Sometimes I hang out with my sisters, play Nintendogs, beat people up. Whatever." With another click of the buttons Stella had used her Pidgeot to fly to the Pokemon Center before Victory Road, whistling to herself softly as she entered the cave and began to switch around her party. She'd already beaten the game a long time ago, buuuttt it was sort of fun to just beat everything to death in the game.

Easily he defeated lance using his arcticuno without switch an pokemon in or out. he saw stella was playing pokemon red on gameboy. "so i see you are a trainer. would you like to battle?"

"Nah. You might light your head on fire and break that nice DS of yours -- not to mention that I don't care to play against other people." Not to mention the fact that Stella really had no idea if the DS could be hooked up to her Gameboy Advance to play against each other, and even then she didn't have any of that wire stuff to do it. Such was her disappointing life.

"psshhhhh, i would beat you in a minute,"He then looked at the credits of the game for the 100th time. "so how is aidan?"

'course he would -- because he had no life outside of video games. But the mention of her younger sister immediately piqued the demititan's interest as she raised her eyes from the screen, frowning slightly. Had little Aidan been complaining about her again? Who was this kid, even? "How d'you know my sister?"

"You really don't remember? I'm her brother, You had to get us to camp from a diner, but you left me out cold in the court yard in nothing but my undies?" rhy chuckled as he started to destroy the elite four once again.

"Oh, you're that one. I don't try to remember anyone unless they swear revenge on me or whatever, so no, I don't." A few clicks of the buttons on her Gameboy and Stella had destroyed a Graveler with her Lapras -- rest in pieces, you giant rock with arms. What an uncreative design it had, like something a toddler had drawn one day after playing outside in the backyard. "She's fine or whatever, I guess. Why, haven't you seen her lately?"

"Nope." Rhyolo then starts to go to random online battle s owning newbs with lvl49 machamps.

What a swell friend he was, then. Stella would make sure he'd die a slow, painful death if he ended up upsetting Aidan. "And why not? Have you been too busy playing your games?"

"it is like she has been avoiding me since then, well i couldn't blame her, i was pretty stupid making that move."he then went on to play pokemon omega ruby.

"Oh yeah? Better for all of us, then, since I don't wanna hear her stomping around stress-cleaning while she complains about you." Just like Mama, huh? Aidan was definitely not like her godly father at all, despite the fact that Stella had never met him. but she knew a thing or two about their own mother. Maybe. Absolutely.