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Post by G♌I♏♏ on May 31, 2011 19:51:38 GMT -5
-- Confused -- Level 6, Male Compoundeyes Harden || Scratch || Leech Life Personality: HEY, YOU, WAT U DOIN?! GTFO! (Loudmouth, curses a lot, big shot tough guy. Tends to talk in Chatspeak for some reason. Herpderp: MODS, YOU MUST USE TEXTSPEAK IN YOUR POSTTTTT! Hit by leech life & supersonic- confused and weak hurt self in confusion "O!" He exclaimed when he missed his mark, his forelimb coming back down to the ground and sticking into the dirt. He turned on that point, ready to come back at Zubat for another attack. He was in mid-jump when the bat's attacks landed on his body. "Hey Bitch!" He swore aloud, the bat's fangs draining some of his energy away. He didn't have much left to spare. To make matters worse the super sonic attack also hit, and rattled around the few brain cells Nincada actually had. When he went to attack the Zubat, all this still in mid-air mind you, he decided to try and flap his tiny useless wings and ended up falling to the ground and hurting himself instead. "n00b mistake..." He muttered.
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Post by Spirit Marisa Kirisame on Jun 2, 2011 1:06:50 GMT -5
<He's speaking like a child... just as long as he doesn't notice me.>
Emen blinked. Those weren't his thoughts, much less his voice. Was he going a bit crazy? The boy shook his head. Less contemplation, more fighting. This would end soon. "Okay, just keep up the pressure. Leech Life." He ordered.
<Hopefully this would end soon, anyways.>
What? Who was that? Emen shook his head. It was like someone else was trying to talk with him, except in his head. His gaze fell back on the Abra, it couldn't possibly be...
<Yes, it is me. Now hurry up, please? I wanna move on, bound to be less noisy after Vlad shuts him up. That is the Zubat's name, right?>
"Um... yes. It is." Emen stood up straight, leaning down at the seemingly sleeping Abra in awe. So it could talk with him!? The psychic already read part of his mind. Now this opened up a lot of possibilities! Maybe this little guy could even help him understand what all of his other Pokemon were saying to him, or any Pokemon period!
<Well, I can, but, do I have to?> The Abra answered inside Emen's head, not making a move with his body.
The entire time this was happening, Vlad was still fighting for his life against the loud-mouthed Nincada. <Yeah, that's right, you stay down!> He yelled, even though they were both pushed to the edge, he was still feeling suicidally confident. The Zubat swooped down low, teeth ready to cut open the bug even more.
::Zubat:: Still on the brink Strikes with Leech Life
::Abra:: In ur mind... haxxing ur brainz
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Jun 2, 2011 17:53:59 GMT -5
-- Confused -- Level 6, Male Compoundeyes Harden || Scratch || Leech Life Personality: HEY, YOU, WAT U DOIN?! GTFO! (Loudmouth, curses a lot, big shot tough guy. Tends to talk in Chatspeak for some reason. Herpderp: MODS, YOU MUST USE TEXTSPEAK IN YOUR POSTTTTT! Hit by leech life FAINTED + 1 Levels to Vlad "OHNO111!!" He exclaimed while the Zubat was rushing in for another Leech Life. The Nincada twisted and turned his little feet, trying desperately to move out of the way. But either by his own bad luck, or perhaps a side effect of being so confused, he twisted one of his legs around and he fell down to the ground. Rather than avoiding the attack, the sitting duck made it super easy for Zubat to finish him off. "BRB." Were the Nincada's last words... or rather characters, as he fainted and slid off to sleep.
capture possible
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Post by Spirit Marisa Kirisame on Jun 4, 2011 11:35:24 GMT -5
<HA! I win! I win I win I win I-> With the press of a button, Vlad was immediately recalled into his Pokeball.
"Yes yes, good work, all that stuff." Emen muttered, not caring much to pay attention to the Zubat, or the defeated Nincaa. No, Abra was deserving of his attention. ""Okay, so you can read my mind, that helps a lot, just, what can you do in actual combat?" He asked, flipping through his Pokedex for this Pokemon's attacks. "Teleport, duh, Barrier, pretty, Encore, dunno, Knock Off, seriously? Can you do any real damage?" The trainer asked, beginning to start his walk to look for something else for his Pokemon to beat up.
The Abra began following him, by floating in midair behind the trainer, still appearing unconscious. <Um... No?> He answered meekly. The Pokemon honestly didn't wanna fight one bit. The idea of being this kid's translator was a much more appealing job.
"Well you'll still do some of that, just need to figure out how to make it easier... and you still need a name! Just lemme think." Emen went on. Doubtful it would be easy, but, if he could press this Abra to his limits, the payoffs could be big.
Trainer refused to capture.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jun 7, 2011 10:40:00 GMT -5
What is going on here? [atrb=border,0,true] ::lotad:: { Wild Lotad } Level 7, Male Abilities: Swift Swim + Rain Dish Attacks: Astonish, Growl, Absorb, Nature Power Personality: Perverted, says suggestive things, follows around little girls. He likes to act heroic though. Creeping on Seedot
| ::seedot:: { Wild Seedot } Level 4, Female Abilities: Chlorophyll + Early Bird Attacks: Bide, Harden Personality: Naive, gullible, friendly and kind but doesn't like to share. No idea
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Leaving that n00b of a Nincada behind, there were more important things going on at the moment. As a Seedot was skipping and dancing, humming an old nursery rhyme that she made up to herself, the bushes behind her kept rattling. She never looked back to examine them, because they always rattled. It was the wind, or some Pokemon looking for food. She wasn't any danger, because mommy said as long as she was near home, she would be safe.
<This old man, he plays two. He keeps going ah-ah choo!> She giggled, faking a sneeze as she sang. She waltzed on by Emen and his crew, just smiling at them in a Seedot way before moving on. What was unexpected was when a Lotad emerged from the bushes and started to sniff the ground she walked.
<Oh man, I'd love to get that scent on me.> He groaned, starting to roll in it. He stood out quite a bit, and chances are, he was about to follow the Seedot again.
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Post by Spirit Marisa Kirisame on Jul 30, 2011 23:50:51 GMT -5
Suddenly, Emen disappeared after this event. Thre is no actual document detailing what happened at this time. We cannot tell you the details on this matter, only that they are classified. Some say he retired indefinetly, digging a hole aimed at Middle-Earth proving it existed. Other say he tied a bunch of Pidgey together by their wings, made an airship out of them, and started his own airliner company. Still, some speculate that he went totally insane, stripping himself of his clothes, runnin into the woods, and creating a bone fort made from travelers that he killed with a rusty spoon. The truth? Who can say. Who, can, say...
The real version? He just left for the city again.
OOC: THREAD CLOSE PLOX
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