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Post by moo the quacking cow on Oct 22, 2010 15:54:21 GMT -5
it's been it's been it's been su-su-such a long time [/size] LONG TIME LONG TIME SINCE ANYBODY'S TOUCHED ME TOUCHED ME TOUCHED ME THE WAY THAT YOU TOUCH ME, SO IF I STUTTER STUTTER
[/center] Nerves were slowly starting to take Ryan over -- he was trembling from head to toe with each step he took. What if he made a mistake? What if he said something wrong? Oh, God -- what if he got a Fire type Pokémon? Just the thought of receiving a Fire type for his first partner made him want to vomit. Memories of his lovely mother came into mind, and he shuddered to think that he might have to deal with some bloodthirsty Houndour or something... he wouldn't be able to catch one, that much he knew. The sight of fire made him faint on the spot.
Finally, he arrived at the Ranger headquarters. Swallowing thickly, he took a deep breath and opened the door. He blushed immediately and let his gaze fall to the floor. "I-I n-n-need a st-st-starter -- "
[/color] he choked, biting down hard on his bottom lip. Pleasedon'tbefirepleasedon'tbefire... [/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote] STUTTER AND I FEEL SO SO SO UNSEXY THEN I'LL JUST KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT AT LEAST UNTIL YOU KISS ME SO KISS ME AGAIN EASE MY SUFFERIN
[/justify] ONLY YOU CAN STOP THE ST-ST-ST-STUTTERIN' [/size][/center] [/blockquote][/blockquote] tag [/color] mod words idk yet muse 6/10 pokemon none! so sad :C[/blockquote][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by Kula Hula Kimmie on Oct 22, 2010 20:08:03 GMT -5
::venusaur::
Ranger Emmy sighed as she tapped her fingers on the table she sat at inside the tent. Ranger Jordan had just left with another hopeful trainer, her taking the experience to a whole new level for the poor soul. She gave a hint of a smile at the thought of the kid's expression when they came back to the tent on their way to Route One. The girl would probably have a terrified and tired expression on her face. Hopefully she'd get a good pokemon though. It was all she could really hope for.
Looking up with her blue eyes she gazed lazily around, hoping she might spot something that she hadn't noticed before as her time being a Ranger to amuse her. She didn't notice anything out of the ordinary and gave a huff of hot air. What she wouldn't kill for a trainer to help right about now.
Seems that her prayers were answered however she she immediately turned her attention to a male walking into the tent, though he seemed to think that it was a building with a door. How silly. She'd let it slide though.
Standing up, she brushed some of her blond hair out of her face before heading over to the stuttering boy. Holding out her hand in greeting, she smiled. "Hello. Welcome to the Ranger Station. I'm Emmy and I'll be your Ranger for this adventure. My Venusaur, Vince, will be assisting."
[/color] She spot calmly and couldn't help but think that the shy boy before he was pretty amusing. [/center][/size]
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Post by moo the quacking cow on Jun 15, 2011 23:30:23 GMT -5
it's been it's been it's been su-su-such a long time [/size] LONG TIME LONG TIME SINCE ANYBODY'S TOUCHED ME TOUCHED ME TOUCHED ME THE WAY THAT YOU TOUCH ME, SO IF I STUTTER STUTTER
[/center] He had to duck inside in order for his face to not get caught in the folds of the tent. It was incredibly annoying how tall he was... he towered over everyone with his awkward height, and it had always been something he hated. Ryan gave a quick look over the ranger. A very bored looking woman, it seemed... good. That usually meant that someone was safe... Swallowing, Ryan ran a shaky hand through his black hair -- a nervous habit, but for some odd reason, his conditioned and smooth hair gave him comfort if he ran his fingers through it. "It-it's ni-nice to m-meet y-you -- "
[/color] he managed to choke out once more. Wow, two sentences in the past minute! That was a new record for him. Inside, he was rolling his eyes at himself. God, he was pathetic... He took her hand gingerly, giving it a very lucid shake before his hand slipped from hers to his side. He smiled a little at the mentioning of a Venusaur -- grass types were safe... even though Venusaur were generally huge and intimidating, Ryan didn't mind them. Any pokemon that wasn't fire based was welcomed. Finally, his shoulders began to slump, his almost aggressively rigid stance being broken by the ranger's calming attitude. "U-um..."[/color] Well, almost, anyway. He was getting there, that was a start... but he didn't think he'd fully break out of his shell until he was presented with his starter. Even then, it could be a complete disaster... [/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote] STUTTER AND I FEEL SO SO SO UNSEXY THEN I'LL JUST KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT AT LEAST UNTIL YOU KISS ME SO KISS ME AGAIN EASE MY SUFFERIN
[/justify] ONLY YOU CAN STOP THE ST-ST-ST-STUTTERIN' [/size][/center] [/blockquote][/blockquote] tag [/color] mod words idk yet muse 6/10 pokemon none! so sad :C notes a, sorry for poofing for like, forever, and b, sorry for the error about the tent/doorway xD also, wasn't sure if the venusaur was actually out in the open or not, so i tried to leave it open <3[/blockquote][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by Dracken on Jun 16, 2011 9:07:02 GMT -5
Vince stared at Ryan with a blank gaze. The Venusaur was Emmy's loyal partner but sometimes...he didn't look all too bright. Emmy smiled back and patted the Venusaur on the head. "Don't mind Vince, he just woke up from a nap." She said, making sure that Ryan didn't think he was a dumbbell either. "Well, I'm guessing you're here for a Pokemon, so let's get you started." Emmy said. Walking behind the counter she took out a large box. Inside many smaller ones were inside. She took out one and placed the larger one back in the drawer and walked back to Ryan. "This is your starter pack." Emmy said. "It has all you need to get started here in Cheyenne." x 5 x 3 x1 x 1 x 1 x 1 "Now, I'll be right back with a Pokemon for you." Emmy said with a smirk. She loved going out there and seeing what Vince caught. It might be a very cute Pokemon that Ryan would adore! Or....it could be a not so cute Pokemon and hate him. Ah so many possibilities. With that last thought Vince and Emmy headed out back to get a Pokemon for Ryan.
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Post by moo the quacking cow on Jun 16, 2011 14:24:42 GMT -5
it's been it's been it's been su-su-such a long time [/size] LONG TIME LONG TIME SINCE ANYBODY'S TOUCHED ME TOUCHED ME TOUCHED ME THE WAY THAT YOU TOUCH ME, SO IF I STUTTER STUTTER
[/center] Ryan gave a light grin at the sleepy looking Venusaur. Or was he just dazed? Who knew... either way, the glazed over look in the grass type's eye made Ryan feel safer, which meant that he was more relaxed. A sleepy Pokemon would find it hard to attack him. He shook his head softly once Emmy spoke, holding his hand out in a non-committal gesture. "I-it's fine, o-of course..."
[/color] It's a much better option than him trying to lunge at me, he added silently, biting his lip a little before watching Emmy stand to get a large pack. He nodded a little as she spoke, taking the pack from her and rummaging inside. He suddenly guessed that this could be seen as rude, so before he could get a good peek at what was inside, he quickly closed the pack and put it at his side. "Th-thank y-you very m-much, ma'am."[/color] Ma'am was probably overkill, but whatever. He was just trying to be polite, that was a good thing, right? He wet his lips and stuffed his free hand into his pocket as Emmy and her Venusaur headed out to the field to catch something. Was he supposed to stay here and wait? Was he supposed to be getting experience by catching it himself? He had no real idea as to how this worked, so he stayed behind, shuffling his feet and staring at the ground. His heart was pulsing wildly in his chest. But... no matter what, any Pokemon would be useful. If, God forbid, he did get a fire type, he could always use it to catch a much nicer and less frightening Pokemon out on the routes. There was no way he'd be able to take good enough care of something that would make him faint... he was sure that if it happened, he'd find a good and kind home for the Pokemon. [/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote] STUTTER AND I FEEL SO SO SO UNSEXY THEN I'LL JUST KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT AT LEAST UNTIL YOU KISS ME SO KISS ME AGAIN EASE MY SUFFERIN
[/justify] ONLY YOU CAN STOP THE ST-ST-ST-STUTTERIN' [/size][/center] [/blockquote][/blockquote] tag [/color] mod words idk yet muse 6/10 pokemon none! so sad :C notes hiii dracken xD[/blockquote][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by Dracken on Jun 16, 2011 14:38:49 GMT -5
::mimejr:: Lv 5, Male Filter, Soundproof Barrier, Confusion, Tickle, Copy Cat, Nasty Plot
Oh dear, it hid somewhere.
Emmy stood at the doorway waiting for Vince to come back. It's been a few minutes already and she was getting tired of waiting for him. Suddenly, Vince came back with a Pokemon....on his back. A Mine. Jr. was happily dancing on the Pokemon's back. He hopped off and bowed as if he just did a performance. Emmy walked back in with the Mine. Jr. close behind, Vince stayed out back and decided to talk another nap....
Coming back in Emmy grabbed a extra Great ball from the drawer and threw it to Ryan. "Here you go." She said. "Now all you need to do is...hey, where did he go?" Emmy suddenly said, looking around.
Oh dear, the Mine. Jr. is a playful one. It suddenly disappeared somewhere inside the tent. It must be playing hide and seek, better find it before it does some damage!
ooc// Mooooo, /glomp <3
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Post by moo the quacking cow on Jun 16, 2011 23:43:30 GMT -5
it's been it's been it's been su-su-such a long time [/size] LONG TIME LONG TIME SINCE ANYBODY'S TOUCHED ME TOUCHED ME TOUCHED ME THE WAY THAT YOU TOUCH ME, SO IF I STUTTER STUTTER
[/center] As soon as Emmy walked back in, Ryan's heart caught in his throat. The moment of truth -- she wasted no time in presenting him with his Pokemon, and immediately, he felt a wave of relief crash over him. A Mime Jr! They were adorable... he loved baby Pokemon. He loved children in general. Their purity, their innocence, all of it was appealing to him. He felt just as pure when he was around them as they really were. Immediately, Ryan's face broke out into a bright grin. "Th-that -- I c-can r-really catch hi-him?"
[/color] he squeaked excitedly, catching the Great Ball (with some amount of difficulty) before looking back towards the Mime Jr... or... where he had been, anyway. Emmy seemed just as confused as he was, and Ryan's face turned slightly panicked. What if something had snatched him away? Then, he thought, the Mime Jr was probably a playful creature. He hadn't had many encounters with Mime Jr before; he was mainly around babies like Igglybuff and Cleffa in the past, but he figured that this little psychic type wouldn't be too far from what he'd previously experienced. "M-maybe h-he just w-wants us t-to play..."[/color] he mumbled softly, giving Emmy a shy, tentative smile before looking around. Where would a Mime Jr hide? Ryan figured that a flashy, charismatic, and flamboyant Pokemon like that would be hiding somewhere near the top of the tent where he would be able to make a grand entrance. Looking around, Ryan tried to spot any sort of desk or shelf that was a bit higher than the rest of the furniture around... "W-would a Mime Jr b-be a-able to g-get up in h-high places?"[/color] he asked Emmy with his back turned, still looking around and gripping the Great Ball in his hand. [/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote] STUTTER AND I FEEL SO SO SO UNSEXY THEN I'LL JUST KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT AT LEAST UNTIL YOU KISS ME SO KISS ME AGAIN EASE MY SUFFERIN
[/justify] ONLY YOU CAN STOP THE ST-ST-ST-STUTTERIN' [/size][/center] [/blockquote][/blockquote] tag [/color] mod words idk yet muse 6/10 pokemon none! so sad :C notes baww he's cute so far ||3 thank you drackennn <3[/blockquote][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jun 17, 2011 8:45:30 GMT -5
Ranger Emmy [atrb=border,0,true]Lv 5, Male Filter, Soundproof Barrier, Confusion, Tickle, Copy Cat, Nasty Plot |
"Huh, maybe with a little confusion it could." Emmy tilted her hip to the side as a finger tapped at her cheek in thought. Where would it go, after all, the Pokémon was her responsibility! It was a shame her partner was so large, so maneuvering around the tent was a bit difficult for Vince. She wanted to just tell Vince to go ahead and use sleep powder, but in the tent that might prove to be more annoying than helpful.
The Mime Jr was hiding on one of the chairs, acting like a stuffed animal that was leaning against a Clefairy doll. He did his best not to snicker as he heard Ryan ask about him.
Emmy didn't notice him as she started to walk closer to the table and chair, wooden, and started to glance at the possible hiding places. There were coolers and cabinets, and maybe some tarp covering some of their vehicles so none of the Pokémon would accidentally start them or get interested in them. She went for the cabinets that were partly open, while Vine started peeking in the boxes via vine whip.
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Post by moo the quacking cow on Jun 17, 2011 13:31:27 GMT -5
it's been it's been it's been su-su-such a long time [/size] LONG TIME LONG TIME SINCE ANYBODY'S TOUCHED ME TOUCHED ME TOUCHED ME THE WAY THAT YOU TOUCH ME, SO IF I STUTTER STUTTER
[/center] Ryan bit his bottom lip as his eyes swept over the tent. Where on earth could the little baby be? He was so tiny, he could be hiding anywhere. Ryan was looking in the most obvious areas first -- under the desk, around the chair (although he completely bypassed what he thought was a stuffed animal version of his future partner) and in cupboards. "U-urf, he c-could b-be anywhere..."
[/color] he murmured softly, continuing to keep a hold of his bottom lip between his teeth. It was far better than picking at his nails or something, in his opinion, but it was still quite unattractive when it starts bleeding... which would probably be soon, given how dry his lips were and how nervous he was. He had to think. Think like the Pokemon... where would he hide? He wasn't in any high places, they'd checked there already. Rummaging quickly in his bag again, he pulled out his Pokedex and opened it. He scanned the room -- it dinged at a point, revealing that the Pokemon was near -- "Mime Jr -- it habitually mimics foes. Once the foe has been mimicked, it cannot look away from this Pokemon." Well, it was slightly helpful. A mimicking Pokemon... what could a Mime Jr mimic in this sort of environment, though? He looked over by Vince, checking him to make sure the Mime Jr wasn't hiding in his large leaves before the doll once again caught his eye. Mimic... "H-hang on..."[/color] Cautiously, Ryan crept forward and gently touched the Mime Jr "doll" on the shoulder, seeing if it would react or not. [/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote] STUTTER AND I FEEL SO SO SO UNSEXY THEN I'LL JUST KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT AT LEAST UNTIL YOU KISS ME SO KISS ME AGAIN EASE MY SUFFERIN
[/justify] ONLY YOU CAN STOP THE ST-ST-ST-STUTTERIN' [/size][/center] [/blockquote][/blockquote] tag [/color] mod words idk yet muse 6/10 pokemon mime jr (hopefully? xD) notes and hello spirit ||D i had him find the mime jr just to move things along, but if you want me to change it or anything like that, lemme know <3[/blockquote][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Jun 17, 2011 13:41:19 GMT -5
Ranger Emmy "MIME MIME!" The sneaky little poke'mon leapt up into the air when his shoulder was touched. He was all smiles and was laughing loudly. This trainer sure was a lot of fun! Mime Jr. used his tickle attack, leaping towards Ryan to tickle under his armpits playfully. His pink body was practically glowing with joy and happiness. Would anyone care to refuse Mime Jr. more joy in tickling Ryan? It would be terribly cruel. Ranger Emmy gasped slightly in surprise, but was quickly relieved and calmed down. "There he is! Stinker!" She said in a false tone of annoyance, shaking a finger at the little guy while laughing at his antics. Vine stopped his searching and lumbered back over to Emmy, rubbing his wide head on her leg. Emmy placed a hand on Vine's head. "He looks like he's going to be a handful. You going to be okay?" She asked. As if Ryan had a choice. It was Mime Jr. or nothing. The Ranger hut wasn't somewhere to just place an order and have it filled. It was a place of surprises... and one chances.
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Post by moo the quacking cow on Jun 17, 2011 14:03:29 GMT -5
it's been it's been it's been su-su-such a long time [/size] LONG TIME LONG TIME SINCE ANYBODY'S TOUCHED ME TOUCHED ME TOUCHED ME THE WAY THAT YOU TOUCH ME, SO IF I STUTTER STUTTER
[/center] Ryan jumped slightly and felt his face erupt into a happy grin. Oh, what an adorable creature! He immediately felt at ease, laughing with the baby psychic type. He already wasn't planning on letting the little guy evolve -- he was adorable. Besides, power wasn't all that important in contests. Compared to beauty and grace, it almost meant nothing. Ryan would be sure to train this Mime Jr in the realm of grace and appeal rather than strength... plus, being psychic, he would probably be more into status effects and special attacks than physical moves. It would be a fun experience for him. He grinned at the creature before the pink clown jumped up and began a fierce tickle, moving to his armpits -- which, evidently, was the most ticklish spot on Ryan's body.
Now, if this were a person, Ryan would have pushed them away immediately and closed himself off... but it was a Pokemon. He didn't mean any harm in it... heck, he looked as happy as could be. So, Ryan merely squealed aloud and tried to fight him off (quite halfheartedly) before finally prying him away when he was out of breath. He wiped his eye on his shirtsleeve, tears having come to them from laughing so hard. He held the Mime Jr up high, staring at him and grinning happily. He barely heard Emmy speak until he was actually addressed. "Hn -- o-oh! O-of course, ma'am! I c-can t-take g-good care of h-him... m-merci, I c-couldn't be h-happier..."
[/color] he whispered happily, smiling at the rambunctious creature. "I th-think I'll call you Arnaqueur... i-it means Trickster."[/color] [/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote] STUTTER AND I FEEL SO SO SO UNSEXY THEN I'LL JUST KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT AT LEAST UNTIL YOU KISS ME SO KISS ME AGAIN EASE MY SUFFERIN
[/justify] ONLY YOU CAN STOP THE ST-ST-ST-STUTTERIN' [/size][/center] [/blockquote][/blockquote] tag [/color] mod words idk yet muse 6/10 pokemon mime jr notes and hi grimm LOL this is giving me whiplash ||D[/blockquote][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Jun 17, 2011 14:18:52 GMT -5
Ranger Emmy Emmy flashed Ryan a thumbs up sign. Good for him. She was a ranger. She could tell the joy the poke'mon was feeling from being around this young man, and Ryan seemed happy as well. Since both were getting along like peas in a pod she felt really good about herself. Nostalgically she remembered when she was partnered with Vine. She began to drift away into a day dream. Meanwhile the newly named Mime Jr. was eagerly looking around, ceasing in his tickling for a moment. This gave Ryan an ideal time to officially capture the young poke'mon with the great ball he had been given a little while ago. He looked up at Ryan and smiled, giving him a big grin in response to his new name. It certainly fit him well!
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Post by moo the quacking cow on Jun 17, 2011 14:35:10 GMT -5
it's been it's been it's been su-su-such a long time [/size] LONG TIME LONG TIME SINCE ANYBODY'S TOUCHED ME TOUCHED ME TOUCHED ME THE WAY THAT YOU TOUCH ME, SO IF I STUTTER STUTTER
[/center] The stuttering coordinator beamed up at his little psychic type, holding him up almost Simba-style. His own Pokemon! He never felt more excited -- but, suddenly, he realized that it wasn't really his until he caught the little guy. So, reaching back into his bag for the Great Ball he had been given, he held it up to the Mime Jr and tilted his head. "If y-you really d-don't w-want to c-come with, y-you can a-always break free f-from this..."
[/color] he mumbled gently, the soft smile still on his lips. It didn't matter if this was his only chance at getting a starter as easily as possible -- if the baby didn't want to go, then Ryan wouldn't make him. He couldn't imagine the feeling of being torn away from a place he adored only to be put with someone he barely knew... it was a frightening thought. Gently, he tapped the Mime Jr's nose with the button of the Great Ball, hoping to suck the creature in within a big flash of red energy. [/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote] STUTTER AND I FEEL SO SO SO UNSEXY THEN I'LL JUST KEEP MY MOUTH SHUT AT LEAST UNTIL YOU KISS ME SO KISS ME AGAIN EASE MY SUFFERIN
[/justify] ONLY YOU CAN STOP THE ST-ST-ST-STUTTERIN' [/size][/center] [/blockquote][/blockquote] tag [/color] mod words idk yet muse 6/10 pokemon mime jr notes woop woop! can't wait to develop this mime jr a little, his moveset is gonna be awesome~[/blockquote][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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Post by tomackze on Jun 17, 2011 16:10:43 GMT -5
"Congrats on the capture." Emmy said to Ryan before she went back to her own day dreams. She got bored of what was going on already and did not think there was anything else needed to help this trainer any longer. He had gotten everything he needed, he had the starter kit and his starter pokemon. There was absolutely no need to stay any longer so Emmy went back to daydreaming. "La La La La! Di Da! Di Da!" She said, daydreaming about everything. Her Venusaur also ignored the trainer and simply went back to being on the side of Emmy and protecting her. Ryan was free to go now if he wished. ::mimejr:: Lv 5, Male Filter, Soundproof Barrier, Confusion, Tickle, Copy Cat, Nasty Plot
You captured him!
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