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Post by JUNK on Apr 1, 2011 16:03:13 GMT -5
The trainer got up and dusted himself off. "Sorry for bumping into you. I was running away from a fearsome Pokémon." The boy picked up the Bug Catcher's pokeball and was pondering about whether to give it back or not. Maybe it contained a rare item or a strong pokemon, Noah wasn't a thief, but he was very curious. He started playing with the sphere, throwing it high up into the air with his left arm and catching it with the other. "Is there a Pokémon inside this thing?"
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Post by Italian Panda on Apr 1, 2011 22:13:45 GMT -5
The bug catcher picked up his pokeball, grateful for the trainer for giving it to him. He looked at the trainer in front of him as he looked at his pokeball. "Uh yes, there is a pokemon in here. A pokemon that I love a lot" HE said as he gripped the pokeball in his hand.
He started to scratch the back of his head as he looked at the trainer in front of him once more. As he considered when it was froday for him, he considered a battle with the trainer <So, you wanna battle me? I'm up for anything.>
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Post by JUNK on Apr 2, 2011 9:11:11 GMT -5
The trainer scratched his head. A battle would be good, but Noah didn't think it would be a good idea to fight now. His Duskull was poisoned and his Cubone was beaten up by that powerful Spinda. "Sorry, but I'll have to refuse your offer. My pokemons are pretty weak at the moment so I would lose quite quickly. Maybe some other time. The boy bid farewell to the Bug Catcher and started walking again.
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Post by Gasai Yuno on Apr 2, 2011 17:32:01 GMT -5
HOLY SHIT ARCEUS! Out of the sky the mighty Arceus flew down lightly on the ground before the trainer. He looked so majestic and awesome that nothing could beat his outstanding pressence. <Human! You stand before the god, Arceus!>Something was highly off by this thou. There was something fake and lightweight about this Arceus. In fact the reason was that there was a bunch of Cottonee inside something that seemed too be a Arceus outfit, much like a trojan horse. The Cottonee was actually on a different mission, but due too some very cool productive procrastination they made this. However the outfit had quite the froday making it look like it was slightly fake, but only for someone who could see it. Not really Arceus ::Cottonee:: Really a army of this.
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Post by JUNK on Apr 3, 2011 2:45:02 GMT -5
The young boy's eyes widened in shock at the sight of the almighty god pokemon, but then he noticed something odd on the Arceus's body - The cross-like wheel on its body was missing. "That is a very good costume. I almost believed that you were a real Arceus." The trainer started laughing; this was a really good prank. He resumed his journey, ignoring the fake alpha pokemon.
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Post by Kathryn on Apr 3, 2011 5:32:15 GMT -5
While Noah traversed further into Route One, he was being stalked. Angered by the failed prank, a group of angry Pokémon flanked him through the bushes. That group of Cottonee had put so much effort into making that costume, and Noah had to go and just blow it for them! As soon as Noah walked into a clearing, they sprung out, enclosing and surrounding Noah. There was no escape.These Bidoof were cannibals, and they had hunted well before and feasted upon humans. The leader stepped forward, with scars adorning his face, giving him a fierce complexion. This one was undoubtedly stronger than the others; much, much stronger. It looked like Noah would be on the menu tonight... “You can’t escape,” growled the Leader, flexing his claws into the earth. “Surrender and we’ll make this as painless as possible.”The Leader is ordering your unconditional surrender. x4 Surrounding you. You can not escape.
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Post by JUNK on Apr 3, 2011 8:50:18 GMT -5
Noah's eyes almost popped out of his skull from the shocking sight of the 5 Bidoofs. The boy hated them ever since he saw them in a book. Those emotionless, beady eyes, those ugly teeth, that ugly face... He hated everything about those beavers. And now these abominations wanted to eat him! The kid became angered, he wanted to murder these frickin' bishes! He detached three balls from his belt and threw them into the air. The spheres released a brown, skull-wearing bipedal; a black reaper and a green plant. "Guys! Do whatever you can to murder these bastards! I'll take out their leader!" The three pokemon rushed towards the Bidoofs, while their trainer took out a machete from his backpack and attacked the boss.
::duskull:: Used Leer on Bidoof 1
::cubone:: Used Bone Club on Bidoof 2
::petilil:: Used Absorb on Bidoof 3
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Post by Kathryn on Apr 3, 2011 9:43:49 GMT -5
The Leader crouched down as his minions took the attacks. The first Bidoof stuck his tongue out at the Leering Duskull, while the second one dodged the Bone Club and snarled tauntingly at the Cubone. The third – the youngest – was hurt by the Absorb, but did not suffer much damage. The Petilil was at a puny level. Instead, he licked his lips and loomed toward the tiny onion and tried to take a bite out of one of the leaves. As Noah lunged for the Leader, though, the powerful Pokémon ducked down away from the blade. Who the hell carried around a fucking machete!? He rammed up into Noah’s stomach, and suddenly vanished, being nowhere to be seen. A Pokéball on Noah’s belt pulsed three times before it sat still, and the other Bidoof simply stared in wonder. Oh dear. You caught the Leader. Instead of sticking around to find out what would happen, the other Bidoof fled into the forest in search of a better source of prey. The lead Bidoof popped out of his Pokeball and sneered at Noah, his new Trainer... Meanwhile, another Bidoof popped out of the bushes and smiled at Noah, crawling up his leg and flirting with the Trainer. "Baby, baby, baby, oooooooh~ Baby, baby, baby, oooooooh~ I thought you'd always be mine~ Mine~"Name: Junk Gender: Male Level: 5 Attacks: Tackle and Growl Personality: Evil, unhinged, demented, insane, a cannibal. Loves to terrorise Noah. He's incredibly lazy and doesn't do shit ever. You'd better get used to him. Notes; He doesn't walk inside of his Pokeball. If you try to recall him, he'll just pop back out. Just entered the scene. Is Flirting with you and climbing up your leg. Singing. x4 Fled. You can escape now btw I forgot to edit this. Think of it as punishment for running from everything else you found B] I'm so evil.
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Post by JUNK on Apr 3, 2011 9:56:48 GMT -5
Noah froze. His brain had blown up. He just stood there, staring into nothingness his mouth slightly open and he was drooling. His Cubone quickly hit the boy's head with the bone it was holding while the Duskull was chasing the singing Bidoof away. The trainer sarted inspecting his new Pokémon. He got a Bidoof. A Bidoof
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Post by Sp❣rit on Apr 3, 2011 12:57:19 GMT -5
STRANGE INTERVENTION [atrb=border,0,true] ::bidoof:: { Bidoof } Ran into the sunset crying
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<I love you I love you!> The additional Bidoof sang as it grinded against Noah's leg. It loved every second of it, and didn't pay attention as the leader was killed in a Pokeball. It was a moment of bliss, nearly a case of Christmas Syndrome when suddenly a ticked off Tauros that really needed froday to come around appeared.
<You slut I thought you loved me!> The Tauros raged, whipping his tails furiously at his own rear end as he charged at the Bidoof and 'its lover'. The Bidoof gasped as the Tauros tried to come between them, as if he was trying to be mean like other Pokemon in the route did that mean defensive eating thing! Why couldn't he ever have nice things?!
<Sweetie w-why aren't you doing your usual productive procrastination?!> The Bidoof squealed, running away from Noah and the Tauros as the raging bull chased after him.
<I was finding Pokeballs, and I found you you whore!> He raged, dropping a free Pokeball for Noah to claim, since he just lost one after killing the Bidoof. As the pair ran off into the sunset, absolutely nothing new happened.
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Post by JUNK on Apr 4, 2011 8:28:54 GMT -5
The trainer was quite taken aback by the recent events. First the Bidoof proposed to him, then a wild Tauros appeared which started chasing the beaver and left a pokeball for the boy. Noah watched as the bull and its target ran off into the sunset and after they disappeared he picked up the sphere and started traversing further into the route.
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Post by Spirit Marisa Kirisame on Apr 4, 2011 11:24:11 GMT -5
The spring breeze felt so nice and the sunny light shined down upon her beautiful mushroom garden. Her claws picked delicately at the mushrooms, brushing off any bugs or dirt that threatened to harm the beauty of her mushrooms. The Paras sighed in content, gazing at her masterpiece with pride. She had spent a whole week planning and preparing this garden and now it was just beautiful. But perhaps this wasn't the brightest of Paras for she planted her garden in the middle of the road, where Trainers and other living things would surely tred upon. And just then, a Trainer was walking by and headed towards her beautiful mushroom garden. <Nooo!>the Paras cried, quickly intercepting the space between the Trainer and her garden. <Keep away from my garden or I'll kill you!>the Paras threatened, holding out her claws to show emphasis.
::Paras:: Asked you not to step on her garden
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Post by JUNK on Apr 4, 2011 12:33:25 GMT -5
Noah noticed the mushrooms and the Paras just in time; if he would've been only a mere second later, he would have crushed the shrooms. When the trainer heard the bug types threat he scoffed and kicked towards the dual type before proceeding further through the route. "I don't want to deal with another mushroom freak. That zombie one was enough."
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Post by Rekari on Apr 4, 2011 13:07:14 GMT -5
::spearow:: Spearow was quite enjoying the fact that his stomach was full. Just earlier he had finished off a weedle he had found passed out in the bushes. The poor thing hadn't even struggled. Now there was the matter of finding something for dinner as well. As he was perched upon a tree he watched as a boy passed underneath. He could have his dinner, or he could be his dinner... ::spearrow:: Used Peck on the trainer
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Post by JUNK on Apr 4, 2011 13:53:58 GMT -5
Noah was having a fun time journeying through route one. Yeah, he was until a stupid bird attacked him. It started pecking the trainer's head, angering the boy. He tried to catch the Spearow to break its neck, but it was too fast for the human. The boy cursed loudly before he started running. All of his pokemons had a type disadvantage against the annoying creature. Requiem's only attack, Night Shade was ineffective against normal types, Bone's Bone Club was ineffective against flying types and Petilil would get eaten by the bird. The young male sweared again. Life sucks...
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Post by Italian Panda on Apr 4, 2011 19:39:38 GMT -5
And to make life seem even worse for the boy, a random hoothoot came by, enthralled by the sight of his pokeballs. He landed on the boy's shoulder and stuck to him to keep himself stable as the boy ran. <Hey guy, where are you going?> He asked rather curiously. He stared at the boy intently, studying every nook and cranny of his boy. What was he up to? Why was he running?
<Ohh! What are these?> And he noticed the pokeballs that he was carrying, wondering what they were. He began to study those as well.
::hoothoot:: Determined to follow you and study you interact?
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Post by JUNK on Apr 5, 2011 7:47:31 GMT -5
The trainer was a little surprised when a Hoothoot suddenly landed on his shoulder, but since it didn't attack him he let it do whatever it wanted. "I'm not going anywhere, I am looking for an Aron. Do you know a place where I can find one?" The boy noticed that he was still running even though the Spearow wasn't following him. He slowed down and started walking instead enjoying the silence. After a while the owl posed another question. It was curious abot the sphere's attached to Noah's belt. "These are called pokeball. They're capsule-like devices made for catching and storing Pokémon." The kid smiled. He was enjoying the flying type's company.
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Post by kat on Apr 5, 2011 11:31:22 GMT -5
Without so much as a warning the Hoothoot jumped onto Noah's head, clinging to his scalp with his claws. He wasn't meaning to hurt the boy, he just wanted to get a better view of things. The allure of this human's journey was getting to him, and he wanted to know everything about the kid and his pokemon.
Seemingly enthralled with Noah's response about the pokeballs, Hoothoot bent over to try and subdue the male in order to ask him questions. He ended up looking at Noah's face upside down, his beak touching the human's nose. What a ravishing face the boy had! So tantalizing...He almost wanted to peck it to see if it was real. <So, your name?>
::Hoothoot:: is asking your name and is staring at you.
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Post by JUNK on Apr 5, 2011 12:03:02 GMT -5
The rambunctious bird jumped onto the boy's head, its talons digging deep into his scalp. The trainer hissed slightly, it hurt a little, but the owl didn't meant any harm; it just wanted to get a better view. Suddenly the Hoothoot's face appeared in front of Noah, startling the boy. He almost fell, but managed to regain his balance in the last second. His view was now obstructed by the agitated flying type. The Pokémon wanted to know the trainer's name. "My name's Noah. Noah Locker. And yours? Do you have a name?"
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Apr 5, 2011 14:34:54 GMT -5
"My name?" Such a simple question was actually difficult for the poke'mon. He had to pause a moment before he answered Noah. "Well I guess it's just Hoothoot." It was what everyone called him. But that lead him to wonder more about names, how and why things were named. His interest in the poke'ball was entirely gone in a few seconds. He settled himself in, happily perched on the trainer's shoulder. "Why aren't all humans called human but all Hoothoot are called Hoothoot?"
::hoothoot:: Gender: Male Level: 7 Attacks: Tackle, Growl, Foresight, Hypnosis Persona: Kindly Curious
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