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Post by DR-@@GON on May 13, 2012 22:05:58 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Lillian's eyes brightened, a light smile even coming over her lips as the canine finally came to her senses. It was a bit abrupt, even, enough to cause suspicion to run through her, but she didn't want to question it. It'd cause the bull pup to shift back into denial, back to square one. Patience and understanding were her tools in the struggle.
Lillian nodded with understanding towards the Snubbull and retracted the towel, now damp with dirt, snot, and a flecks of blood from the dog's snout in which quite a few shucks of grass had been trapped. She looked okay for the most part. Do you... Thoughts of what she might say next ran through her head. Do you want a trainer that will love and accept you? No, no. That sounded canned, like in an infomercial. Want to join me? Too cliche. If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving... No. She couldn't just leave the pup.
Words failing her, she fished out a Great Ball from her pouch and held it out, gently, like an offering, to the pooch. "Want to be friends?" It exited her mouth as naturally as an exhalation of air. Gratification filled her, and she actually grinned as she awaited the dog's response.
Held toward Snubbull
. . . TUNES|| None TAGS|| Lillian, Mods <3 TALK|| Note to self: edit'd, -1 Great ball in PC as of post
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Post by Sp❣rit on May 14, 2012 14:31:23 GMT -5
-----CLOWNS ON UNICYCLES !
The Snubbull's eyes grew wide at the girl's offer, suddenly feeling as if she had a chance to be accepted by another. Did this mean that she wouldn't have to live the same kind of life as before? She turned around to give a glance at the dirty streets that she knew all of her life, hardly finding it appeasing. There was a reason why she was so suicidal after all, hardly finding life worth living if it was in a place like this. She wanted out. Ok, so this wasn't going to cure her from her suicidal tendencies and she was still going to be rather pessimistic, but this was a step towards something better. This was positive. She gave the Great Ball a slap on the button, shyly avoiding Lillian's gaze as she accepted the offer.
With the Snubbull captured, nothing unusual seemed to be going on in the background. "HOHOHO!" A large man on a unicycle rudely brushed against Lillian's right side as he zoomed on by. Not that the man could stop his speed at this point, still accelerating as the land started to bend down like a ramp. It was hard to get a good look at the guy, but his colorful silky clothing stood out against the dull colors of the older buildings. Why would a person wear such vibrant clothing?
"Honk honk! I don't have a horn, but you should probably move out of the way!" Another man on a unicycle approached Lillian, and he looked nearly identical to the phantom man that vanished into the city. Oddly enough, he was dressed like a clown. There were at least 5 other clowns on unicycles following close behind him, and Lillian happened to be in their way. "Honk! Honk! Honk!" The clowns shouted with hands cupped over their lips, skillful enough to maintain their balance as speed picked up.
::snubbull:: SNUBBULL (F) 12 intimidate & runaway bite . thunder fang . tail whip . tackle . scary face . ice fang . fire fang . charm apathetic - pessimistic - fails at suiciding - murphy's law Captured!
⋆ GOSSIP: I seriously wrote "Another man on a Lillian approached" and was like waaaaaait. That doesn't sound right. ⋆ MUSIC: n/a ⋆ STAFF NOTES: <33
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Post by DR-@@GON on Jun 26, 2012 13:33:28 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Lillian felt a surge of joy resound through her as the Snubbull agreed to be captured. The feeling of having rescued a creature from the depths of her despair was enough to restore her mood, which seemed to pause as soon as her ears picked up something coming. Straightening up slowly, her eyes widened as she glimpsed the approaching figures of motorcycles. Before she could move, one whizzed right past her, knocking her aside with a yelp. Hearing the horrible din of the other motorcycles approaching, she scrambled out of the way, catching her breath as she watched them glide past. Great. Now her dress was sort of dirty - but she wouldn't hold it against them. She was standing right in the middle of the street, after all.
Sighing, she brushed off what excess dirt she could off of her dress until it looked nearly clean again. Then she gathered up her stuff and followed the trails of the clown motorcyclists, curious as to where they were going. Perhaps something was up.
. . . TUNES|| Odin Sphere OST - A Hard Fight and then Hope TAGS|| Lillian, Mods TALK|| HUE
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Post by Steve on Jun 28, 2012 5:57:03 GMT -5
[/style][style=width: 460px; background-color:#3e3a53; border: 5px solid #1e1c2a; border-radius: 15px; padding: 15px;][style=text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: rancho; font-size: 30px; color:#7f7b93;] MIDGETS-IN-DISGUISE MARY AND STU?!
Oh, yes, and what a grand site it was to behold catching the tailgate of the clowns that seemed to just be wandering by as there were two helmets lying on the ground with no visible owners nearby. Surely, no one would notice the tarp that covered both the midgets as they used the pothole they had found to cower in. Always surprising unsuspecting travelers when they leased expected it, and the clowns started to get further into the distance behind them. Once the trainer was within eyesight, both midgets prepared to go over their plan for the oncoming trainer. "Okay, so first you grab her leg, then I'll jump and attack her face after using you as a stepping stool to blind her!" Mary said to Stu as they both giggled while staying hidden in the pothole.
Certainly able to get away with lots of things, but they knew how to stay low. If this was any case, but then suddenly when Lillian got closer a hand would jolt out to grab her leg. Scurrying from under the tarp, Stu would climb up on top of Mary and instantly jump for her face to try to stop her from seeing her attackers. "Give us your money or prepare to face the true death!" they both said at once, but at least it wasn't something silly like Team Rocket's motto. Had to be thankful for that one, and the clowns didn't even bother turning around to listen to the ongoing crowd up ahead too for the clowns on unicyles. Of course, these trainers were not going to let Lillian catch up to them anytime soon, since that would have been too nice of them.
Now that they had her right where they wanted her. "Welcome to the bridge, that will be fifteen dollars to cross please!" they said at once as well.
{ Fearless } Level 11|Male |Keen Eye| Tackle|Growl|Quick Attack|Wing Attack Personality: Snobby, arrogant, picks on others ::pidgey:: { Meat } Level 11|Male Keen Eye|Tangled Feet Tackle|Sand Attack|Gust Personality: The group's food supply, constantly worrying about being eaten. Paranoid. TAG: modded NOTES: none TEMPLATE CREATED BY MY LOVELY WIFE KASSY [/style] [/style]
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Post by DR-@@GON on Jul 29, 2012 1:44:35 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Lillian really didn't expect as much as she should've been, because she was in for a nasty surprise. She heard faint noises coming from the pothole ahead, but dismissed them as echoes of creatures living beneath. When she came close enough, she suddenly felt a hand grabbing her leg. By then it was too late; what seemed like a Leprechaun leaped towards her face and she shrieked, falling backwards onto the ground as she tried to get the man off of him. They shouted for her to give them her money and instantly she felt like she knew what was going on. Trying to scramble away, she threw her wallet at them and stepped back, her heart beating rapidly and her expression betraying fear. "Take it. That's all I have," She nearly whispered the last part, coughing afterwards. That fall nearly blew the air out of her. If they don't leave, I might have to defend myself, She decided, readying one hand near her pokeballs.
. . . TUNES|| None TAGS|| Lillian, Mods <3 TALK|| WHATCHU DOING WITH MY MONEY LOL. Also I didn't really understand the last part of your post, sorry :C
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Post by ♔ QUEEN KASSY on Jul 29, 2012 8:18:54 GMT -5
{ Fearless } Level 11|Male |Keen Eye| Tackle|Growl|Quick Attack|Wing Attack Personality: Snobby, arrogant, picks on others { Meat } Level 11|Male Keen Eye|Tangled Feet Tackle|Sand Attack|Gust Personality: The group's food supply, constantly worrying about being eaten. Paranoid. MIDGETS-IN-DISGUISE MARY AND STU ?!Ages 15 and 20. Both enjoy cosplay and scaring people.
"Nah you can take that back, we were just kidding," Mary laughed as she tossed her wallet back at the young girl before taking out their pokeballs and tossing them out so that their pokemon soon appeared before them. A young starly and a young pidgey. "Battle us instead, we want a good fight!" Stu smiled at the girl. They both hoped that she would battle them, they were just itching for a good battle and she looked like a good candidate. Or at least they hoped that she was a good one. “We’ll even let you go first!” the young girl chuckled lightly. They were so short, they could easily be mistaken for kids, but really they were midgets, yet they had squeaky little voices, like the dwarfs in Snow White.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Jul 29, 2012 16:12:47 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Lillian's mind was racing as she awaited their response; then, suddenly, they just threw back the wallet she tossed at them. She was puzzled for a moment before lowering herself down and picking up the wallet, which was still unopened. She checked quickly to see that everything was still in there, and it was. Her unfolded ears took in the sound of pokeballs opening and she glanced up again to see two new pokemon in front of her. She paused for a moment, trying to calm down from the fright she had experienced before. Then she nodded and tossed out two pokeballs, labelled "Bea" and "Enigma".
<Here we go again. Another easy line up, another easy battle.> Enigma stated immediately, unimpressed by the raggedy-looking birds they were paired against. Beacon was less quick to jump to conclusions. <Hey, lighten up. They might turn out to be better than expected.> She suggested gently. <Don't tell me what to do.> The Natu returned, brow furrowed. Bea kept silent.
"Bea, Minimize! Nigma, Lucky Chant." She commanded. Once the orders were carried out, she spoke up again, her voice frail. "Psyshock and Astonish. Both on Pidgey." She intoned gently, watching her pokemon act. Enigma's body was suddenly cloaked in psychic flame before he launched it in a wave towards Pidgey. Bea followed the wave quickly, twirling once in the air before she aimed a scary face at her target. <Grrrawr!>
::natu:: ENIGMA (M) 12.5 PSYCHIC / FLYING SYNCHRONIZE || EARLY BIRD PECK | LEER | NIGHT SHADE | TELEPORT | LUCKY CHANT | PSYSHOCK Intelligent - Enigmatic - Egocentric - Manipulative - Strategic Health is full! Sent out! Used Lucky Chant & Psyshock on Meat!
::litwick:: BEACON (F) 8 GHOST / FIRE FLASH FIRE || FLAME BODY EMBER | ASTONISH | MINIMIZE | SMOG | FIRE SPIN Gentle - Excitable - Easily panics - Thinks Quickly - Friendly [ EVA +1 ] Health is full! Sent out! Used Minimize & Astonish on Meat!
LUCKY CHANT - NO CRIT HITS FROM FOES
. . . TUNES|| FELT - Moonlight Shines TAGS|| Lillian, Mods <3 TALK|| MOOOO
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Post by CASTAWAY on Jul 30, 2012 19:47:28 GMT -5
[style=height: 165px;] [style=font-size: 50px; margin-bottom: -15px; color: #5a4729; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black; margin-right: 30px; text-align: right;] pokémon encounter [style=padding: 10px;]the pidgey looked shocked when both of the girls pokemon were asked to attack him. him, of all pokemon! well, out of two. however when the litwick used it's minimize, the pokemon found it harder to see it. it would be harder to hit. and when the astonish came, nothing happened out of it. and as such, he'd been expecting something, yet when it didnt come he didnt notice the other pokemon coming down with a bag case of a psyshock. he fluttered to the ground in a startled movement, however the midgets just snickered. " fearless, growl and quick attack on the natu. meat, gust on the litwick. " they chanted. and with that, the starly and pidgey went up. the starly charged forward, growling and using his speed to attack the natu. whereas the pidgey just flapped his wings furiously, creating a gust of wind that blew towards the litwick ::starly:: { Fearless } Level 11|Male |Keen Eye| Tackle|Growl|Quick Attack|Wing Attack Personality: Snobby, arrogant, picks on others hit by --- used growl + quick attack ::pidgey:: { Meat } Level 11|Male Keen Eye|Tangled Feet Tackle|Sand Attack|Gust Personality: The group's food supply, constantly worrying about being eaten. Paranoid. hit by psyshock used gust MIDGETS-IN-DISGUISE MARY AND STU ?! Ages 15 and 20. Both enjoy cosplay and scaring people. [/style] [style=padding: 10px;]NOTES HERE. [/style] [/style][/style]
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Post by DR-@@GON on Aug 3, 2012 18:36:00 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Lillian watched silently as the two opponents initiated a counterattack. The attacks they used didn't seem very powerful, but they had to be cautious regardless. Too bad she was inclined not to speak, because she would've warned Bea to dodge before she was hit harshly with a Gust. Natu was hit easily by the Quick Attack; his tiny wings were definitely not faster than a healthy Starly's.
"Teleport and Peck," Lillian stated, hoping Natu would understand her plan. They thought alike in terms of strategy. He understood, teleporting behind Fearless and attempted to Peck him critically. Meanwhile, Bea was in quite a bit of pain; the foes seemed to be a lot stronger than her. "Minimize and Firespin." She commanded softly. Then she added, "It'll be fine," hoping to calm the candle. Litwick glanced back with trust and nodded before minimizing once more. Now she was difficult to see, but her attacks would hopefully have the same effect. Purple flame spun from the top of her head, grew in size, and swirled straight towards Fearless.
::natu:: ENIGMA (M) 12.5 PSYCHIC / FLYING SYNCHRONIZE || EARLY BIRD PECK | LEER | NIGHT SHADE | TELEPORT | LUCKY CHANT | PSYSHOCK Intelligent - Enigmatic - Egocentric - Manipulative - Strategic [ ATK -1 ] Hit by Growl & Quick Attack! Used Teleport & Peck on Fearless! Health is high green!
::litwick:: BEACON (F) 8 GHOST / FIRE FLASH FIRE || FLAME BODY EMBER | ASTONISH | MINIMIZE | SMOG | FIRE SPIN Gentle - Excitable - Easily panics - Thinks Quickly - Friendly [ EVA +2 ] Hit by Gust! Used Minimize & Fire Spin on Fearless! Health is low green!
. . . TUNES|| TWEWY - The One Star TAGS|| Lillian, MOds <3 TALK|| -chirp-
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Post by ♔ QUEEN KASSY on Aug 4, 2012 10:04:15 GMT -5
MIDGETS-IN-DISGUISE MARY AND STU ?!Ages 15 and 20. Both enjoy cosplay and scaring people.
This time fearless let out a loud squawk as both attacks were now aimed at him! What was he to do now? He didn’t know seeing as he was now trapped in a fire spin and getting pecked quite hard on his back… >So not fair!< he let out a cry as the firespin hurt him again.
“Hang in there fearless!” Mary called out. “Quick use your growl and wing attack on the litwick!” she called out and Stu nodded for a moment. “Meat help out use your sand attack and tackle on the natu!” Stu called out and the two pokemon set to work. First the young starly let out a low growl as his wing begun to glow lightly and he went in for a wing attack at the litwick. Meanwhile, the young pidgey begun to kick up sand towards the natu and then he ran on in for a tackle attack.
{ Fearless } Level 11|Male |Keen Eye| Tackle|Growl|Quick Attack|Wing Attack Personality: Snobby, arrogant, picks on others hit by peck (crit) and firespin used growl and wing attack health is MID YELLOW[ FIRE SPIN 1/4 ] { Meat } Level 11|Male Keen Eye|Tangled Feet Tackle|Sand Attack|Gust Personality: The group's food supply, constantly worrying about being eaten. Paranoid. hit by --- used sand attack and tackle health is LOW GREEN
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