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Post by Sp❣rit on Aug 15, 2011 16:12:53 GMT -5
TOTAL LEVELS
Volbeat Fainted, +1 level Swinub and Budew
Illumise Fainted, +1 level Swinub, Budew, Pidgey, Magnemite
Budew fainted, +1 level
Sninub fainted, +1 level.
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Post by Spirit Marisa Kirisame on Aug 16, 2011 6:42:10 GMT -5
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Level: 5 Gender: Male Abilities: |
[/color] Torrent Moveset:[/color] Tackle, Tail Whip, Water Pledge Stat Changes:[/color] Nope.[/center] [/div] Finally. It was over. Reeve gave a sigh of relief and withdrew his two Pokemon. Soon he would be in Electric City, relaxing for a few days. He still had the task of defeating the Gym Leader there before he could leave, but it was still comforting to know he could get some rest. All this travelling from Johto was wearing him out. With a flick of the wrist, he threw a ball, releasing a turtle-like creature. "Squirtle~ Squirtle!" Sinclair chirped happily, jumping up and down frantically. The blue-haired trainer grinned, at least someone was happy. He just needed the company, Voen having fainted. Who knew what exciting and derpy encounters would occur on this route next? Summary: Trainer Reeve sent out Squirtle. [/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by Aly on Aug 16, 2011 7:17:13 GMT -5
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::Skitty:: Level: 10 Gender: Male Abilities: Cute Charm& Normalize Attacks: Fake Out; Growl; Tail Whip; Tackle; Foresight; Attract Personality: He is obsessed with his own looks and tends to fuss about every little tiny thing.
Oh the horror, oh the tragedy, oh the despicable turn of fate! The male Skitty slumped along, his enough body covered from head to very tip of tail in purple goo. How could this have happened, one moment he was fine, looking hansom as ever and strutting along, a proud male of his species, the next some disgusting thing crawled over him and now THIS. He was shaking with every single step, nearly gagging from disgust, how dare something do this to how, how dare they ruin his LIFE! He opened his eye slowly, careful not to let any of the sludge leak into her delicate optical organ, scanning around for any kind of help what so ever. A little blue turtle pokemon in the distance caught his eye and a small hopeful smile formed. "You, you over there, turtle! Would you mind?" The little normal type asked, shaking out his hind paw slightly causing a large clump of sludge to splash off behind him. All he wanted was a little splash of water, hopefully the squirtle wouldn't try to take things too far...
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Post by Spirit Marisa Kirisame on Aug 16, 2011 8:29:48 GMT -5
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Level: 5 Gender: Male Abilities: |
[/color] Torrent Moveset:[/color] Tackle, Tail Whip, Water Pledge Stat Changes:[/color] Nope.[/center] [/div] A rather dirty looking Skitty trotted over to Sinclair and Reeve, saying something in Pokespeak. Reeve didn't understand a word of it, but it didn't sound hostile, so he let the Turtle-Pokemon deal with it, turning to him his a confused look. Sinclair grinned, someone else of fine stature and proper grammar. Pokemon like this were hard to come by in today's society, thus he was pleased to be of assistance. <But of course, my good man... Hold still, my apologies if this is a little powerful, but it's all I have...> The Squirtle said in his Upper-Class accent, before letting loose a relatively strong jet of water to wash the substance off the Skitty. Summary: Squirtle used Water Pledge [/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by Black Ranger Talis on Aug 16, 2011 22:19:30 GMT -5
The Skitty shuddered as the cool jet struck him, washing the majority of the sludge off his furry pink form but also drenching him from head to claw. His legs almost gave way to the deluge, but he resisted the blast and stood steadily. After the shower ended, his shivered, shaking his body much in the way a wet dog was. As a feline, he had a natural aversion to being wet, but this water was much more easily taken care of than the dirty sludge that had been left on him before. Slowly, meticulously, with near perfect precision, the Skitty proceeded to dry himself, before leaving the dampness that remained to dry in the sun. >Well, thank you for that,< the Skitty responded stiffly, suddenly a lot more dignified. ::skitty:: Level: 10 Gender: Male Abilities: Cute Charm& Normalize Attacks: Fake Out; Growl; Tail Whip; Tackle; Foresight; Attract Personality: He is obsessed with his own looks and tends to fuss about every little tiny thing. [/B][/CENTER]
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Post by Spirit Marisa Kirisame on Aug 17, 2011 7:17:07 GMT -5
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Level: 5 Gender: Male Abilities: |
[/color] Torrent Moveset:[/color] Tackle, Tail Whip, Water Pledge Stat Changes:[/color] Nope.[/center] [/div] The Squirtle nodded, <You are most welcome, sir...> He replied, standing awkwardly. There was a rather long silence after that in which neither Sinclair nor Reeve knew really what to do. After a while the trainer shrugged, walking on. The Squirtle took a few seconds to realize that his trainer was moving on and scrambled after him, uttering a quick goodbye to the Skitty. Summary: Trainer Reeve and Squirtle leave the Skitty. [/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by Aly on Aug 17, 2011 10:35:52 GMT -5
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::grimer:: Level: 9 Gender: Female Abilities: Stench & Sticky Hold Attacks: Poison Gas; Pound; Harden; Mud-Slap Personality: She just wants to spread the love!
>It must be love, loove LOVE! Da na!< The little grimer sang out, twirling about as she moved around through the trees, shooting out little clumps of sludge in all directions, climbing over a number of small pokemon and coating then in her thick body slime, barely even noticing that she had passed over them. Oh how much she loved life, how she loved the forest, how she loved this world! All she wanted to do in life was show everyone that poison types were not all vile and evil and disgusting, all she wanted to do was spread her love all over the world! She had just finished her little song when a new sight caught her attention. Not far off, walking through the route was a young looking trainer with a rather sad little Squirtle by his side. Oh how she pitied the pokemon, his trainer looked so emotionless, so, not full of love! She had to show him what life could be like with more hugs in the world! >Well helloooo there!< The Grimer called out, crawling faster toward them and basically flinging herself onto the little water turtle pokemon, wrapping her grimy arms around him and snuggling all of her goop onto the little turtle's shell, giving him the biggest, goopiest and most loving hug of the entire day. Any by stander might see it as an attempt to smother the poor water type, but all she was doing was showing him so affection!
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Post by Spirit Marisa Kirisame on Aug 18, 2011 6:28:51 GMT -5
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Level: 5 Gender: Male Abilities: |
[/color] Torrent Moveset:[/color] Tackle, Tail Whip, Water Pledge Stat Changes:[/color] Nope.[/center] [/div] Sinclair, being a Pokemon of utmost hygiene and class, did not appreciate the Grimer advancing towards him, almost trying to hug him. No, he did not. Not one bit. The Squirtle jumped backwards with a yelp, before firing a column of water towards the Grimer from close range, hoping to blast it away from him. Reeve noticed that the Grimer was only trying to be friendly, and that Sinclair had definitely over-reacted. He put his head in his hands and sighed, waiting for another battle to unfold. Why were his Pokemon always so feisty? Rexus, the Chimecho randomly popped out of his ball. He screamed and wrapped his abnormally large tail around Reeve's face, taking him down to the ground, still screaming. Reeve struggled to move, the Chimecho was clearly in distress. Maybe it was confused, after all, his previous Trainer, Blitz, was no longer here, and a strange new person was!! Of course he was going to attack him!! Summary: Squirtle used Water Pledge. Trainer Reeve is being attacked by Chimecho. [/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by tomackze on Aug 18, 2011 11:03:35 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background: url(http://media02.hongkiat.com/black_wallpapers/black-pattern.jpg); border: 3px double black, bTable]STRENGTH IN NUMBERS | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: url(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs26/f/2008/178/1/9/Black_and_Grey_Pattern_by_kkll70.png); border: 3px dpuble black; color: white]The high stream of water came from the attack and struck Grimer, pushing him back with a great intensity but it did not deter the pokemon as he was physically stronger than the Squirtle. >What is love? Baby don't hurt me! Baby don't hurt me! No more!< He started singing as he moved closer in hopes of getting a hug with the Squirtle.
Instantly to make things easier, he threw a blob of mud at the Squirtle in hopes of slowing it down so he could get closer and hug it with everything he had. The water pledge helped control his stink a little but overall he still reeked terribly of death and disgust.
>Love! Love! Love! Come here baby we're talking about love!< He said as he tried to hug the Squirtle.
>It must be love!<
::Grimer:: Level: 9 Gender: Female Abilities: Stench & Sticky Hold Attacks: Poison Gas; Pound; Harden; Mud-Slap Personality: She just wants to spread the love! Hit by Water Pledge Used Mud-Slap and still trying to hug | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: url(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs26/f/2008/178/1/9/Black_and_Grey_Pattern_by_kkll70.png); border: 3px dpuble black; color: white]TAGGED: ... WORDS: ... NOTES: ... CREDIT: LunarFlowerAngel of OTE |
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Post by Spirit Marisa Kirisame on Aug 18, 2011 11:48:13 GMT -5
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Level: 5 Gender: Male Abilities: |
[/color] Torrent Moveset:[/color] Tackle, Tail Whip, Water Pledge Stat Changes:[/color] Nope.[/center] [/div] <FFFFFFFFFFFF->Clearly the Grimer wasn't backing off, it came closer still looking to give the Squirtle a lovely, muddy, slimy, greasy hug. Sinclair with his impeccable hygiene wasn't doing to allow this, and continued to walk backwards. The Grimer threw a lob of mud at the Squirtle, which slapped him rather hard in the face, knocking him onto his back. He yelped as the thing drew nearer, and opened his mouth to try and blast it with a second jet of water. Reeve wrestled with the Chimecho, who was still unfamiliar with Reeve, and acting hostile towards him. It screeched, it's tail tightening around his face. He had to stop accepting random Pokemon from people he didn't know... Summary: Squirtle was hut by Mud Slap. Squirtle used Water Pledge. Trainer Reeve is still being attacked by Chimecho. [/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by tomackze on Aug 18, 2011 16:41:56 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background: url(http://media02.hongkiat.com/black_wallpapers/black-pattern.jpg); border: 3px double black, bTable]STRENGTH IN NUMBERS | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: url(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs26/f/2008/178/1/9/Black_and_Grey_Pattern_by_kkll70.png); border: 3px dpuble black; color: white]The same situation seemed to have occurred a second time. The Squirtle continued to back off but the Grimer simply came closer and closer in hopes of spreading her love. >You don't need to wash me. Love me the way I am! Just like I love you the way you are!< She started to say out loud before singing once again. >Look me, love me. Say that you love me. Move me, move me.< She continued as she hardened her body this time to stabilize her feet and take steps while the water current blew heavily onto her in an attempt to push her back.
>Just love me! Love me! Say that you love me!< She said as she struggled to take more steps forward and get closer to her lover. >No need to move me! Move me! I will never get enough of you!< She opened her arms in an embrace as the water hit her body and then made their way to the ground, dirty and polluted from her disgusting body.
>Come on baby! Don't fight this love! What is love?! Baby don't hurt me!< She said. She sure was a persistent lover.
::Grimer:: (+1 defense) Level: 9 Gender: Female Abilities: Stench & Sticky Hold Attacks: Poison Gas; Pound; Harden; Mud-Slap Personality: She just wants to spread the love! Hit by Water Pledge Used Harden and still tries to hug you | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: url(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs26/f/2008/178/1/9/Black_and_Grey_Pattern_by_kkll70.png); border: 3px dpuble black; color: white]TAGGED: ... WORDS: ... NOTES: ... CREDIT: LunarFlowerAngel of OTE |
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Post by Spirit Marisa Kirisame on Aug 19, 2011 10:26:36 GMT -5
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[/color] Torrent Moveset:[/color] Tackle, Tail Whip, Water Pledge Stat Changes:[/color] Nope.[/center] [/div] <FFFFFFFFFFFF->The Grimer advanced still, looking at them with creepy, yet longing eyes. Sinclair was repulsed, and wanted nothing more than to get away. He turned and sprinted. Reeve doubled back and ran too, hoping that the thing wouldn't follow them. Where to? Electric City of course. Reeve had had enough of this Route and the hostile and creepy Pokemon that lived here. The sooner that they arrived in Electric City, the sooner they could relax with a nice hot mug of Coco. Summary: Trainer Reeve and Squirtle Fled. End Thread. [/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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