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Post by Spirit Marisa Kirisame on Jul 24, 2011 0:45:08 GMT -5
Kimiko was sitting by a campfire she and her darling Sneasel had made for the night. Her Grimer and Bouffalant were playing around the campfire, chasing each other. Her Sneasel was curled up next to her Igglybuff. The two weren't asleep, just enjoying each others company. Kimiko was sitting on the ground tending to the fire and debating throwing the pokeball that had her Doduo in it into the fire. She really hated that bird brained creature from hell. Not only was it extremely ugly it was also extremely stupid and violent. She'd gained a few cuts from the brief time she had it out earlier.
She finally decided to pocket the pokeball. She'd decided what to do with it later. Briefly the idea of cooking it came to mind, but that seemed cruel. Maybe after at least having the thing for a few more hours. She had to give that serous thought after all.
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Post by Rekari on Jul 24, 2011 0:48:49 GMT -5
::wingull:: Level: 7 Gender: Male Ability: Keen Eye Moveset: Growl - Water Gun - Supersonic Personality: A pain in the ass trickster that likes nothing more than to cause people pain and suffering. He likes seeing little girls cry. Wingull was sitting in a tree above the girl's campfire, enjoying the fact that he could see her and she couldn't see him. It made everything all the better. His beady eyes peered down at them, his face almost breaking a sweat in anticipation. He shot a water gun attack down at the girls campfire, causing the flames to be extinguished almost instantly, and a pitch black feeling approached. This would be awesome.
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Post by Spirit Marisa Kirisame on Jul 24, 2011 9:23:14 GMT -5
Kimiko couldn't help it, it had caught her off guard. She jumped a little and started looking around. "Frost." She whispered to wake up her trusted sneasel. The pokemon got up with a groan and glared into the darkness. It didn't wait for a command. It knew something had to be out in the woods after all the campfire was out and Kimiko didn't look exactly calm.
Sneasel made the scariest face it possibly could. It's eyes turning bright yellow in the growing darkness. Its stare was all consuming, frightening. It'd be enough to scare out the intruder hopefully.
::Sneasel:: Frost Female Level 1 Dark/Ice Inner Focus/Keen Eye Scratch, Leer, Taunt
Used Leer
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Post by Rekari on Jul 24, 2011 12:35:04 GMT -5
Level: 7 Gender: Male -1 Defense Ability: Keen Eye Moveset: Growl - Water Gun - Supersonic Personality: A pain in the ass trickster that likes nothing more than to cause people pain and suffering. He likes seeing little girls cry. Wingull shuddered a little as the leer hit him. He wouldn't be deterred. It had been awhile since anyone had taken this part of route one and by arceus he was going to try and make the most of it. He fluffed his feathers up nice and big and moved quickly to another portion of the tree. He would show them exactly what the word was with this bird. The darkness overtook the camp rather nicely and from his hiding spot he could see a sneasle. He wasn't afraid of that stupid ice type. He shot a Supersonic at it from his hiding place. Used Supersonic
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Post by Spirit Marisa Kirisame on Jul 24, 2011 13:44:56 GMT -5
Sneasel didn't know what direction the bird would attack from, there was no way for it to dodge. It was hit by supersonic head on. The pokemon stumbled backwards and then forwards. It shook its head trying to recover from its confusion fully, but it wasn't able to. It was going to have to fight in this weird, upside down world that things had become.
Sneasel wasn't happy about this and decided to make sure the stupid bird couldn't confuse it again. Sneasel made a "come get me" gesture with her claws, smirking as she did so.
::sneasel:: Frost Female Confused Level 1 Dark/Ice Inner Focus/Keen Eye Scratch, Leer, Taunt
Used Taunt.
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Post by Black Ranger Talis on Jul 24, 2011 15:58:43 GMT -5
The Taunt had the desired effect on Wingull. His tail feathers quivered in irritation. He had only meant to play his trick and leave, but that Sneasel had decided to make it personal. It was a move the Pokemon would regret, no doubt, as it looked to be a scrawny, weak little thing, nowhere near Wingull in strength and agility, regardless of its actual rarity. Opening his beak, the Wingull propelled a sizable deluge of water from his maw, aiming to force it into the Sneasel's gut. Then it would learn not to mess with a trickster. ::wingull::
Level: 7 Gender: Male -1 Defense Taunted: Turn 1. Ability: Keen Eye Moveset: Growl - Water Gun - Supersonic Personality: A pain in the ass trickster that likes nothing more than to cause people pain and suffering. He likes seeing little girls cry.
Used Water Gun.
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Post by Spirit Marisa Kirisame on Jul 25, 2011 18:43:24 GMT -5
Kimiko watched in horror as sneasel was hit by the attack. The poor Pokémon stumbled back, crying out in pain. She hadn't fainted, but she was close to it. She had no choice. She called sneasel back and tossed a new Pokémon out onto the field. It was none other than her grimer. "Poison Gas." Kimiko ordered. Grimer opened her mouth, sludge dripping to the ground. A foul odor spilled forth and towards the bird Pokémon. It was beyond toxic, noxious. Level: 7 Stench & Sticky Hold Poison Gas, Pound, Harden, Mud Slap, Lick Used Poison Gas
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Post by tomackze on Jul 26, 2011 16:35:02 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]>See asshole! You are going to try to taunt me? That's what happens when you do such a thing!< The Wingull yelled out loud after he saw that the Sneasel was basically knocked out after one attack. >Weak punk! Trying to challenge me!< He said out loud before he was faced with another opponent, this one looked a bit more worthy but also smelled a lot more putrid.
>Ew you need a shower. You smell horrible!< He said after being hit by the Poison Gas. His nostrils flared up from the foul smell as he fell to the side and began to clutch his nose, not knowing what to do. >The hell did you do to me? My gosh! This smell!< He yelled before he just regurgitated a bucket load of water at the Grimer.
>Hope this will clean you up, but water won't do it alone!< He said. Luckily he wasn't poisoned from the attack, but that was a close call...
::Wingull:: (-1 defense) Level: 7 Gender: Male Ability: Keen Eye Moveset: Growl - Water Gun - Supersonic Personality: A pain in the ass trickster that likes nothing more than to cause people pain and suffering. He likes seeing little girls cry.
Hit by Poison Gas Used Watergun on Grimer
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Post by Spirit Marisa Kirisame on Jul 28, 2011 10:53:13 GMT -5
Grimer watched the bird with satisfaction at him being hit by the attack. He didn't care if the bird was poisoned or not, just the fact the attack landed. It's satisfaction was short lived when it was hit by the water gun. It sputtered angrily as it was pushed back by the attack. Grimer glared up at the bird. >Stupid evil bird.< Grimer hissed.
The poison type used Poison Gas again hoping to do a nice amount of damage again.
Kimiko was watching with a gleam of battle frenzy in her eyes. She was hoping this would do the trick. The bird had moxy, a nice addition to her growing team.
::Grimer:: Level: 7 Stench & Sticky Hold Poison Gas, Pound, Harden, Mud Slap, Lick Hit by Water Gun Used Poison Gas
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jul 28, 2011 15:34:34 GMT -5
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The Wingull felt some of the poison nibble away at him, but he was in good spirits. The smell was the only thing getting at him, especially when Grimer used it again in bulk. A bit of a waste turn, but most trainers were still learning how to do things in this area. It was only natural. The Wingull, however, wasn't all that keen on making mistakes. He was much better at making a fool of himself though, especially as he flew into the trees and clipped off a small branch with fresh leaves still attatched to his beak.
He then started to make fun of the trainer by making sweeping motions in mid-air, pretending it was a broom. He fluttered back onto the ground and started to toy around with it with his wings holding onto it tightly. <Come on sweetie, you shouldn't be out here. You belong either in the kitchen or on a pole.> The Wingull proceeded to pretend to do a pole dance, but it was only a terrible parody of it.
<And stop it with that stink!> He fessed up, dropping the branch to shoot out another water gun at the Grimer. Maybe it could use a bath, especially when it looked so dirty.
::wingull:: - - POISONED - - (Defense -1) Level 7|Male Ability: Keen Eye Moveset: Growl - Water Gun - Supersonic Personality: A pain in the ass trickster that likes nothing more than to cause people pain and suffering. He likes seeing little girls cry. Water Gun on Grimer
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Post by Spirit Marisa Kirisame on Aug 9, 2011 8:12:28 GMT -5
Kimiko's eyes widened with anger. The bird was mocking her! This stupid insignificant pathetic excuse of a creature had the nerve to mock her! "Pound it to hell!" Kimiko shouted at her Grimer. The small Pokémon did its best to go after the Wingull and hit it with all it had. The small poison type leaving a trail of sludge behind it as it moved. Grimer didn't make it far. It was hit with the water gun, it sputtered and hissed. It glared at the bird as it continued its journey required to try and hit it with pound. Grimer was slowing down a little, damage was starting to become noticeable. Level: 7 Stench & Sticky Hold Poison Gas, Pound, Harden, Mud Slap, Lick Hit by Water Gun Used Pound
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Post by Dracken on Aug 9, 2011 9:50:15 GMT -5
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The Wingull was not expecting the Grimer to come at him. Being taken off-guard the Wingull was pounded painfully on the back, knocking him straight to the ground. Giving a groan the Wingull dizzily lifted his head only to find his entire body hurt from the poison. He couldn't let this stop him though. He got back up and stared at the Grimer. He wasn't gonna let a Pokemon like this push him around. <Is that all you got? My grandma fights better than you loser!> The Wingull taunted.
He got in the air again and soared above the Grimer. Once right on top of him he lowered his head and shot a icy cold blast of water right above him. Hoping to wash away that stink, yuck man. No one should smell like that, it was wrong man. Just wrong. ::wingull:: - - POISONED - - (Defense -1) Level 7|Male Ability: Keen Eye Moveset: Growl - Water Gun - Supersonic Personality: A pain in the butt trickster that likes nothing more than to cause people pain and suffering. He likes seeing little girls cry.
Hit by Pound Hurt by Poison
Used Water Gun
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