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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 26, 2010 19:27:27 GMT -5
Nidoran Male { Rivalry Activated } (Attack 0) Hit by Sonicboom Uses Leer + Peck
<Whoa!> The Nidoran yelped as the defense stat oblivious Sonicboom crushed the area in front of him, knocking him right onto his back. Kicking his legs randomly in the air, it finally registered to him that he was hit. Ouch. That had actually hurt a lot. Suddenly this battle of love had become intense enough to activate his Rivalry ability, nullifying the Growl for now. With attack boosted, he hopped back onto all fours, snarling at the Buizel with a serious Leer.
Now that he was in the right mood, the Nidoran Female couldn't help but swoon over his determination. It really was as if he was fighting for her sake! Sure, the trainer right next to her could always recall that mean Buizel, but she wouldn't of been as happy. Girls really were strange, huh?
<Yeah, he is.> She said dreamily, watching as he charged ahead with another Peck attack. He might've been small, but he was a lot like the majestic Tauros that once wandered these parts. How dashing!
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Post by Yvon on Nov 27, 2010 6:58:11 GMT -5
Silva sung quietly to himself. "Once bitten, and twice shy...I keep my distance, but you still catch my eye..."
Buizel noticed the change in the Nidoran's demeanor. He was serious now. No more games. Buizel decided to play more serious too. He gathered his speed and avoided the rash attack with his speed, returning with a fast and witty Water Gun.
[[Buizel avoided the peck. Buizel used Water Gun!]]
Silva was quite surprised. He hadn't seen Buizel do that before.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 27, 2010 17:57:30 GMT -5
Nidoran Male { Rivalry Activated } (Attack 0) Hit by Water Gun Uses Leer + Peck
The Water Gun squirted right in his face, some getting up his nose as he coughed it up. Covering his eyes to deflect the rest of the attack, he was coughing hard and rubbing the attack out of his eyes in a hurry, knowing that the Buizel could attack him at any moment. Things were competitive now, so it was an all out match.
He hissed as he went for another Leer at the Buizel, his eyes still a little sore from the water that had got into them. No matter, he had to lower his defenses if his horn was ever going to do enough damage to knock him out. He boldly charged forth after that, a Peck attack aimed at the Buizel's rear.
<Hehe. I hope they don't get hurt too bad.> The Nidoran chuckled, sort of listening to Silva's song. She wasn't that much into music unless she was the one singing, or if her boyfriend was singing to her.
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Post by Yvon on Nov 27, 2010 19:52:22 GMT -5
Buizel cried out loud as he was..peckered in the rear. Right. That hurt! What a nasty way to battle. But then again, all was fair in love and war.
[[Buizel was hit by Peck!]]
Then he did an overdramatic twirl as he landed face down in the dust. [[Buizel pretends to faint!]]
Silva gasped, but saw through his Buizel's theatrical performance. Clever though. Nidoran would be better off getting the girl if he was the victorious winner. How nice of Buizel.
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Post by Black Ranger Talis on Nov 28, 2010 0:24:17 GMT -5
The Nidoran male put his horn proudly into the air, believing that he had won. The female was equally pleased with her boyfriend. He had truly fought and hurt himself for her love, and he had won it. >Well done,< she purred, nuzzling her cheek against his with a smile. >Let's go hunting. A brave man like you deserves a feast of bugs and Grass Types.<The male grinned as his female led him away, their relationship a lot stronger now that the male had proved himself. ::nidoranm:: ::nidoranf:: The Nidoran have left. Buizel gains half a level.
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Post by Yvon on Nov 28, 2010 7:21:05 GMT -5
Silva waited while the duo left. He waved them of friendly, very glad that they were able to help in their quarrel. If perhaps, not totally honest.
"They're gone now." He told Buizel as he walked over to him, tickling his stomach. Buizel leaped up, his usual energetic self. >That was fun! I sure tricked them!< He laughed. To him, it was just a game. Did he realize how much he had helped the two? Not likely.
"Well done, Buizel." Silva praised him as he climbed up his clothes to sit on his shoulder again.
"Why don't we go back to searching for the Chatot again?" He offered as he took out his transverse flute again, continuing with the tune where he'd left off.
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Post by Dracken on Nov 28, 2010 10:03:31 GMT -5
In the trees a pair of wide eyes watched Silva and his group of Pokemon. The Hoothoot tilted its head, where were they going? Who were they going to see? Why were they in a rush? All of the questions rattled Hoothoot's brain, he wanted to see what was going on.
He hopped down from the branch he was sitting on and stopped in the middle of the road. <Whooo are you going to see?> The Hoothoot asked, his big old eyes on Silva.
::hoothoot::
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Post by Yvon on Nov 28, 2010 10:33:35 GMT -5
Silva stopped in his tracks. "Oh, I know your kind. You're a Hoothoot." He said as he lowered his flute again. "How funny I run into one of you again...The first wild pokemon I ran into...or caught...was a Hoothoot." He mused with a smile, trying not to be intimidated by those huge staring eyes.
>Hello hello hello< Buizel said, moving curiously back and forth on Silva's shoulders. >We're going to see a Chatot. Do you know where we can find any?< He asked, trying to sit still, but to little avail.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 28, 2010 13:17:44 GMT -5
<Chatot, you say? I know part of the area where they lay. But it is far. Too much of a pain. Hardly worth the effort, I'll say.> The Hoothoot waved a mocking wing, as if it was impossible to find such a rare Pokemon. Indeed, if Silva truly wished to find something that rare, he would have to wander quite far.
<Besides. The Pokemon in that neck of the woods are the strongest around. You don't look like the battling kind.> The Hoothoot pointed out, feeling a little sorry for the wandering traveler. Oh well, he gave his advice. It was the best he could offer.
Leave? Talk? Battle?
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Post by Yvon on Nov 28, 2010 13:36:30 GMT -5
Buizel frowned and considered the situation. Even if Silva didn't understand the Hoothoot, he could, and he would have to make the decision to stop the search or keep going.
>Well...I never give up! Besides, it would be a good game! Like hide and seek.< He decided, crossing his arms. >Now, Hoothoot, my man, you can either point us in the right direction, or help us. Cause we're not giving up!< He decided merrily.
Silva watched as the two pokemon conversed. So, the Chatot were not easily found? He figured out that much. Even if it would become dangerous, it would be a great test for Silva and his team. They were already quite close together, but they could become strong if they could overcome obstacles like these.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 28, 2010 13:46:05 GMT -5
<Whoooo. Well. With those options, I can try.> The Hoothoot abruptly flew out of the tree, nearly crashing into the Buizel as he went higher and higher into the air. His tiny wings made it difficult to go up too high, but he could at least survey the area. There weren't that many trees where he was, but way, way farther out, there was a gigantic forest where the oldest trees rested.
<Go that way.> He called out, pointing the farthest away from the path to Ile Electrique City. To be expected. Just rare Pokemon weren't likely to go around where the most people were, which only increased their rarity.
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Post by Yvon on Nov 28, 2010 14:00:34 GMT -5
Silva looked out to where Hoothoot was pointing. Charming. "Maybe we should have asked those Nidoran to help us out...Oh well." He sighed and waved to Hoothoot. "Thanks for the help!" He called out.
Buizel stayed snuggly on Silva's shoulder as they made their way into the neck of the forest. This was going to be a long journey, but Silva had at least enough food, and, hopefully, enough supplies.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Nov 29, 2010 0:36:14 GMT -5
Pokemon encounter ! A few minutes into Silva's walk, a fat, brown beaver stormed across the path. His expression was one of obvious distaste.
He'd been in a fight with his roomies due to lack of space in the burrow, and they always seemed to gang up on one of the group. Unfortunately, today, he was the target. They'd shooed him out, heartlessly, on a cold, dry Autumn day. Although his fur coat was quite warm, it didn't warm him up as much as the borrow did.
Grumbling to himself, he stomped on, oblivious to Silva and his companions.
TUNES|| None TAGS|| Modded ! TALK|| None [/size]
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Post by Yvon on Nov 29, 2010 13:03:27 GMT -5
Silva eyed the Bidoof as it came past, blinking as it grumbled angrily to itself. Buizel glanced at him as well, leaning forward on Silva's shoulder. Silva stepped aside to let Bidoof pass, but as he did, Buizel tumbled of his shoulder, landing right on top of Bidoof.
>OEMPH!< He cried as he rubbed his head.
OOC: I hope this isn't considered godmodding? It was just too much fu x3
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Post by (ノಠ益ಠ on Nov 29, 2010 15:04:49 GMT -5
Bidoof made an almost comical 'Oomph!' sound as the other Pokemon landed on top of him, causing him to stumble forward and bury his face in the dirt. He did nothing for a moment, merely lying there with the taste of hardened mud in his mouth. Disgusting. It just wasn't going to be his day, was it? He'd hardly been away from the burrow for very long, and already he was having more problems. It wasn't fair.
Gathering his muscles and pushing himself upward, the Bidoof spat out a clump of dirt and grass, frowning at his unintentional assailant. <Was that really necessary?> the disgruntled Pokemon grumbled, obviously in a sour mood. He did not attack the weasel-like Pokemon, merely glared at him irritably. <As if I weren't having a bad enough day, you have to come along and make it worse!>
Of course, the Bidoof didn't know that it had been an accident. He thought that he'd been tackled, rather than landed upon without malicious intent. <It's apparently not enough that I get kicked out, I've got to be trampled upon, as well!>
::bidoof::
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Post by Yvon on Nov 29, 2010 15:16:26 GMT -5
Buizel looked sorrowful. >I'm sorry, I fell. I didn't mean to!< He assured the other as he rubbed his head.
"Oh, are you alright?" Silva asked worried as he lowered down to the Bidoof. He held out his hand to the other. >Do you want some food maybe?< Buizel asked the other with a kind smile. Silva's long woolen scarf fell to the ground as he leaned forward.
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Post by Dracken on Nov 29, 2010 18:33:25 GMT -5
Bidoof titled his head. Food? That really did sound good. But he just goten trampled on by the Pokemon, why should he trust him? <Say, show me the food and I'll believe ya then.> He said, tilting his head at the pair. With a rasised eyebrow he watched the two carefully. You gotta be careful who ya trust these days.
::bidoof::
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Post by Yvon on Nov 29, 2010 19:03:42 GMT -5
::Buizel:: Buizel tugged at Silva's scarf and nudged him for food. Silva quite misunderstood and took off his scarf, wrapping it instead around Bidoof's neck. Buizel shook his head. >No no, food!< He cried out, leaping up and digging around in Silva's backpack.
"Hey, what do you think you-" He stopped as he saw Buizel take out some pokefood, which he shared with Bidoof. "Oh well...alright. It's getting cold after all. You keep that scarf too. I'll buy a new one." He said with a smile
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Post by (ノಠ益ಠ on Nov 29, 2010 19:13:33 GMT -5
Bidoof was surprised by the genuine kindness of the weasel, considering a few moments ago, he'd thought that he was being assaulted. Tentatively nibbling at the food, he relaxed visibly and even managed a Bidoof-like smile in the other's direction. <Th-Thank you,> he stammered, the food sliding down his gullet with a satisfying sensation.
<And I'm sorry I overreacted,> Bidoof added with a sigh, rolling his eyes slightly. Really, he could be rather rude at times, letting his emotions get the best of him. He'd have it fine for weeks, and then all of a sudden, bad things would pile up... and up... and up, and well you get the point, don't you? Then, when he couldn't possibly take anything more, he'd explode in a flurry of anger and emotions. No wonder he didn't have many friends. Those guys in the burrow had probably only been using him.
Deciding to explain, and make less of an ass of himself, he confessed, <I've just been having an iffy day. Are you alright? You aren't hurt or anything?> The fall had been quite hard, as the Bidoof himself had witnessed.
::bidoof::
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Post by Yvon on Nov 29, 2010 19:36:18 GMT -5
Silva lowered down to Bidoof and started scratching him gently in the neck, making sure the red scarf he wore was comfortable and not dragging on the ground. He was the most fashionable Bidoof in the forest now, and would most likely get positive replies for it too.
Buizel nodded, understanding. >Oh yah, I know those days! Like this one day when a Goldeen was bullying me while swimming, and my friends thought I'd made it up.< He said, crossing arms and shaking his experiences with the Bidoof.
Silva realized quickly that Bidoof had just been feeling down and didn't mean to get angry. Absently, he took a bite from one of the bits of pokefood. He nearly hurled. How did pokemon stomach this? It was nasty!
"You know, we should get going again if we want to find a Chatot before nightfall. Will you be alright, Bidoof?" Silva asked friendly.
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