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Post by Yvon on Nov 25, 2010 17:08:43 GMT -5
Leon was satisfied that this encounter had ended without a fight. He was worried if Bulbasaur would be able to handle the Spoink (a psychic type). At least now, they could think again.
"Right.." Leon turned his attention to the Oddish again. He wasn't sure what she was saying, but she held up four of her leaves and pointed at Bulbasaur. Adding Bulbasaurs reaction of mixed feelings, Leon figured she wanted to make sure he had at least four pokemon.
"Alright...fair enough." He agreed. "Will you be around here then? We'll come back later, when we've grown ourselves and the party." He promised the Oddish.
>Best stay here< Bulbasaur warned the Oddish. He was not pleased that they were letting her go so easily. It had been tricky enough to find a poison type!
Leon took out Starly's pokeball and a potion, spraying the potion on the pokeballs entrance so it absorbed the medicine. Then he released Starly.
[[Leon used Potion on Starly]]
::starly::
The bird blinked friendly at Leon, but was very wary of Bulbasaur. Hadn't forgotten the accusations of earlyer yet. "Starly, help us find some wild pokemon, alright? Maybe a Weedle, like the one you were eating yesterday?" Leon asked. Starly nodded and took the opportunity to get away from Bulbasaur. She flew up and used her Keen Eye to track down bug-pokemon.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 25, 2010 19:19:39 GMT -5
Ask and you will recieve. Not even the Starly's Keen Eye would've had any luck finding a specific kind of Pokemon, but in this case, Leon was fortuitous. A speedy Beedrill flew right up at the Starly, as if he was unaware that the bird was even there. Without even stopping to say 'excuse me', he zoomed right past him, seemingly going off into a specific spot of the forest, where his trainer awaited him.
<Oy, Evan. I found Kid's Pokeball. Those damn birds. Thinking its ok to take stuff.> He huffed, clutching the Butterfree's Pokeball in his stingers. He was able to balance the ball enough to make sure he didn't drop it anywhere else except in his trainer's hands. That being, one of a 12 year old buy.
Returned to Evan
"Sweet, Drill. You da bomb." The twerp laughed and gave the Beedrill a thumb's up, relieved that he managed to find the stolen Pokeball. Sure, it meant being all alone for a few hours, but he trusted the Beedrill enough to come through for him.
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Post by Yvon on Nov 26, 2010 8:37:02 GMT -5
Starly turned round and round in midair, like being hit by a whirlwind. Then she tumbled downwards, where Leon caught her. "Be carefull now!" He warned her. Starly was pleasantly surprised by her new owners kindness.
Bulbasaur came after them, glaring at the Beedrill. How dares he ignore the glorious Leon!
Leon himself was fascinated by Beedril, which was a Poison type. "Well done, Starly. Perhaps not a Weedle, but close enough." He said as he let Starly fly up again.
Leon came up to the hyper bugcatcher. "Hello." He said calmly, adjusting his glasses. "What a healthy looking Beedrill you have." He complimented.
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Post by Dracken on Nov 26, 2010 10:08:13 GMT -5
The Bug-Catcher looked and proudly laughed. "Well of course, he's always in great shape." He took a look at the Trainer. He was sure to have Pokemon.
"Hey, you!" He pointed at Leon. "Let's battle! Wait, no! Let's make it a Double Battle!" He said jumping up and down from excitement. "You DO have two Pokemon on hand, right, right, right?" It was like the Spoink all over again.
Bug Catcher Evan challenges you to a Doubel Battle!
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Post by Yvon on Nov 26, 2010 12:49:35 GMT -5
Bulbasaur glared at the trainer, feeling another headache coming up. >Hey, is he always this hyper?< He asked Beedrill.
Leon calculated the situation. His Bulbasaur was not very strong, and neither was Starly. Not to mention they didn't trust eachother one bit. A double battle meant they would work against each other more than help each other.
No, he didn't much stand a chance.
"...Maybe later." He replied casually. "And I dont know where you keep your eyes, but these are both mine." He said with a raised eyebrow, pointing at Bulbasaur and Starly.
::bulbasaur:: & ::starly::
"Maybe you can help me. I'm looking for poison type pokemon. Like Weedle. Can you help me find one?" He asked. Then added smartly. "I mean, a bug expert like you..."
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Post by Dracken on Nov 26, 2010 13:01:44 GMT -5
The Beedrill rolled his eyes. <Sadly, yes he is.> The Beedrill had to put up with this crap everyday, Leon was lucky he just had to put up with it for a minute or two.
Evan groaned. "Uh, Poison types..." he tapped his foot as he appeared to be in deep thought. "Well, I could have sworn I'd seen a Weedle or something up ahead." He said truthfully. "But I'm not sure, could be a Caterpie for all I know I didn't get a good look. After all, if I did I would have known for sure, for being a Bug type expert." He said proudly. The Beedrill just rolled his eyes again.
::beedrill::
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Post by Yvon on Nov 26, 2010 13:24:02 GMT -5
>Can you help us find a Weedle?< Bulbasaur asked the Beedrill, seeming just the more grateful for having Leon as his trainer. Leon was a bit absentminded at times, but very clever and serious.
Leon nodded. "Well, why don't we see if we can find it?" He asked the self-proclaimed Bug Expert.
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Post by Dracken on Nov 26, 2010 13:52:11 GMT -5
The Beedrill crossed his stingers. <Not sure, I know they tend to stay away from Trainers.> He said truthfully. They seemed to be scared, for good reasons too.
Even crossed his arms. "Hey, never said I had to help you!" He said. "I said I 'saw' one up ahead didn't say I'd go with you. I was looking for a battle, guess I'm not getting one today." He sighed heavily. "But, if you go up ahead I'm sure there are some Pokemon hiding in the bushes, just take a close look."
::beedrill::
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Post by Yvon on Nov 26, 2010 18:11:19 GMT -5
Bulbasaur took Beedrill's note and nodded. Then he listened to the bug-boy. So, they didn't like trainers and they hid in the tall grass? Just the job for Bulbasaur! >Thanks! Okay then, here I go!< He proclaimed loudly as he charged into the tall grass.
Leon noticed but made no attempt to stop him. He'd learned that there was no stopping the wild rampaging power of the Bulbasaur. He should have picked the gentle Oddish..."Well, I would have payed you to help me find a Weedle. But alright. Maybe we can fight later, when I've gotten a bit stronger." He offered.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 26, 2010 19:11:37 GMT -5
"Ah, no worries. I'll find a trainer that's tough enough eventually. Welp. See ya! Carry me away Beedrill!" Even cried, squeezing the Beedrill's feet despite his displeasure. He squeaked, only managing to drag Evan across the ground in his attempt to escape the headache his trainer often brought. What was wrong with him? Seriously!
Trainer Evan Has Left
<Oh yeah! Baby! Dance that way! Now look at my attractive face.> A Weedle was currently swaying his hips back and forth to imaginary music as he twirled around a leafy stick, imagining it to be the Weedle of his dreams. Hey, every guy had some kind of fantasy, right?
His just involved dancing. A lot of it. He had just tipped the stick into a bow, practicing his seductive face when the Bulbasaur came charging out of no where. He shrieked, dropping his imaginary partner to the ground in his attempt to scuttle away.
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Post by Yvon on Nov 27, 2010 6:44:32 GMT -5
Leon blinked in pure amazement as Evan was dragged away by the Beedrill. Now really. Someone had to call the Pokémon Abusement Centre on this guy. He shook his head and tried to follow Bulbasaur in the tall grass.
Then suddenly, a loud >AHA! I'VE FOUND A WEEDLE!< (or in his ears: "BULBAAAA BULBASAAAAAAUR!!!") came to him. He dashed through the undergrowth, tripping once and falling flat on his face.
Eventually he arrived just in time to see Bulbasaur charge tackle the Weedle in an attempt to flatten and stop him from escaping.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 27, 2010 18:06:27 GMT -5
<Whoa! You aren't an attractive Sweedish belly dancer from France!> The Weedle exclaimed, cowering as the Bulbasaur barreled into him with a painful Tackle attack. He curled up into a ball and rolled several inches behind until he was cushioned by several tall blades of grass. He looked at the Bulbasaur oddly, before realizing that he was upside down.
<Well, ol' chap. You've got me cornered and down. But not out! As the great Salsa Dancer from Rome, I, Weedle, shall defeat you!> He clapped his hands together as if they were blocks of wood, making a perfectly clear sound in his head.
Going ahead for the strike, he inched closer to the Bulbasaur with his horn pointed right at him. A Poison Sting was the best attack he had on him right now, and with it, he would win with honor.
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Post by Yvon on Nov 27, 2010 19:48:27 GMT -5
>Oi oi, are you mad or plain daft? I ain't no belly dancer. Heck, I'd look ridiculous in a dress, thats what!< Bulbasaur was really getting in a fit. Being made out for being Swedish, honestly!
And when the Weedle dared attack him, he really got furious. His face even turned red from fury, something thought impossible for Bulbasaurs. He attempted to thump the Weedle backwards after the poison jabber stung him. >Gerroff me!< He cried in fury.
[[Bulbasaur was hit by Poison Sting. Bulbasaur used Tackle!]]
Then he released a nasty smelling fluid from his bulb, it's consistency not unlike apple juice. It soaked him up and protected him from the effects of poison, among other things. Leon quickly took out a notebook to take point of that.
[[Bulbasaur used Safeguard]]
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Post by Black Ranger Talis on Nov 28, 2010 0:13:14 GMT -5
Weedle wrinkled up his nose as the smell reached his nostrils, recoiling a little. Little did he know that that >NASTY SMELLING FUNK!< as he screamed it, was going to protect his opponent from his only real weapon. Venom. In his ignorance, and because it was the only offensive attack he knew, he sent a Poison Sting at the Bulbasaur, while trying to get as far away from the smell the Bulbasaur had released as he could. Such was his repulsion that he didn't even think about coupling the Poison Sting with a String Shot. ::weedle:: Weedle used Poison Sting. [/B]
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Post by Yvon on Nov 28, 2010 7:30:52 GMT -5
Bulbasaur watched as the Weedle recoiled in horror. He grinned as the stinger dug into his thick hide, not managing to penetrate far. He let out a growling laughter that would surely weaken the Weedle's spirit to fight. >Little punk you are.<[[Bulbasaur took damage from the Poison Sting! Bulbasaur used Growl!]]Then Bulbasaur tackled the Weedle again, making sure the little bug wasn't going anywhere. Leon needed this Weedle and Bulbasaur wasn't going to take no for an answer! [[Bulbasaur used Tackle!]][[Bulbasaur is protected by Safeguard. 4 turns left.]]
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Post by Dracken on Nov 28, 2010 10:10:09 GMT -5
<Hey! Get away from me!> The Weedle screamed. Being Tackled by the Pokemon didn't exactly make his day. He tumbled over and landed face first into a tree trunk. He drew his face away and shook his head.
<Hey! Watch it!> He yelled. He then shot a Poison Sting at the Bulbasaur. His small stinger on the top of his head glowed purple as it shot the spikes. <BOO-YAA!>
::weedle:: used Poison Sting.
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Post by Yvon on Nov 28, 2010 10:21:11 GMT -5
::Bulbasaur::
Though Bulbasaur was indeed getting damage, he was far too proud to admit it. >Weak weak weak! Best give up and surrender to my might!< He demanded loudly. He was lucky to be protected from the poison, or he;d be in quite a bit of trouble. [[Bulbasaur was hit by Poison Sting!]]
He was not close to giving up. Heck, he;d never give up! Whoever claimed that Bulbasaur were gentle creatures had never met this specimen. Bulbasaur cried out in fury as it tackled Weedle.
[[Bulbasaur used Tackle!]]
[[Bulbasaur is protected by Safeguard. 3 turns left.]]
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 28, 2010 13:24:33 GMT -5
Weedle (Attack -1) Hit by Tackle Knocked Out. Bulbasaur gains a level. Theme Song
<Give up? You underestimate me.> The Weedle huffed, puffing out his chest proudly. He wasn't about to go down right now, not when he was so eager for revenge! He had to prove to himself and his great dancing ancestors that the power of Weedle was mighty! Very, very mighty!
Except when the Tackle came and knocked him right out. His body collided right into a rock, before falling limp to the ground. Swirls in his eyes first signaled at his dazed state, instead of a fainted one. However, when he tried to stand back up to face the Bulbasaur, a strong gust of wind blew him right back into the same rock, forcing him unconscious.
Looks like this was a fight that he was meant to lose. Most likely wasn't going to accept this defeat to the Bulbasaur by the time he woke up either. With one final sigh, the darkness enveloped him completely.
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Post by Yvon on Nov 28, 2010 13:43:30 GMT -5
Bulbasaur did his own little victory dance as the Weedle fell. >Oh yah. Who da man? I'm da man!< He was really a terrible dancer. And then, at that moment, he sneezed. A seed popped out of his bulb and thumped him on the head. >What the?< He started, examining the seed. >Heh, didn't know I could do that. Handy.< He concluded.
[[Bulbasaur learned Leech Seed!]]
Leon was taking a closer look at the Weedle. This was his chance! He took out a pokeball and with a decent throw, he watched as the Weedle was absorbed into the pokeball. "Stay in you..." He muttered as he was left waiting for success or fail.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 28, 2010 13:56:18 GMT -5
The Weedle huffed as the Pokeball smacked him on the horn, and instead of sucking him in like most Pokeballs did, the glitchy Pokeball now had a hole sticking right in it. The sparks within the Pokeball tickled him away, and in his attempt to escape the dangerous sphere he struggled to shove it off of his horn.
Once accomplished, he could only sigh in wary defeat as he looked upon the fallen Pokeball. How had that gotten there? Why did it hurt him so bad? Those sparks were nasty, and suddenly he really, really wanted to fall asleep.
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