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Post by FOTLY on Sept 18, 2011 18:44:15 GMT -5
What was that horrid smell? It was like billowing off of this purple muck on the route. Ever's head turned to the side, and she saw a trail of the stuff come out from the grass. There was a steam wafting up from it, and she couldn't help but cover her nose with the back of her sleeve as she almost lost her lunch. "Cj, go scout ahead and see what's giving off that disgusting smell." She said, a snarl adorning her face as the bird Pokémon trotted over to the edge of her arm. Once the brown haired girl lifted her arm up, her took flight and followed after this. . . Actually quite interesting smell. It may have made his partner want to throw up, but he was actually curious on what could even give off a purple slime. What if it was a ghost? Ooh, scary! As he followed the twisting, turning, stomach churning path, he came across a big blob of purple in the middle of the road. The smell of something acute to burnt garbage was ten times worse than the path the curious thing had made, and it really peaked at the bird's interest. What could this thing be doing in the middle of the road? >Ya' know, most people take showers to not smell like that.<He couldn't help it, the words came out like a stream of water. [ CHATOT IS INVESTIGATING THE MYSTERIOUS PUDDLE ! ] level 6 | keen eye & tangled feet | male knows peck & growl & steel wing
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Post by Sp❣rit on Sept 19, 2011 15:51:25 GMT -5
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The Grimer looked disturbed as a random Chatot flew overhead, making a snide comment about how she looked and possibly expecting her not to do anything about it. She was annoyed, but found an equally obnoxious comment to bite back with. <If I was a human. Unlike you, I don't go parading in rainbow colors for some kind of freak act.> She didn't find her scent repulsing at all, in fact, she didn't even have a scent!
To her at least. Just about any non-poison Pokemon would agree, although they did say that birds didn't have a sense of smell. This Chatot was probably one of the few unlucky ones that reacted to things like that. She didn't look like she was going to budge any time soon, but at least she wasn't the one picking the fights.
::grimer:: F (7) STENCH * STICKY HOLD poison gas / pound / harden / mud-slap brave, extroverted, if you push her she'll push back Insults
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Post by FOTLY on Sept 21, 2011 18:20:31 GMT -5
>At least this 'freak act' gets me chicks- or in your case, men. No one would go anywhere near something that smells that gross ~< Ever wasn't there to scold CJ to be nicer to the wild poke'mon, no matter how bad the might have smelled. So, he took advantage of this moment to actually go off and be, well, misbehaved. It's funny how your poke'mon's personality could change one person so drastically, right? How if you were to suddenly have a poke'mon that was horrible misbehaved, he'd practically straighten you out. Point out your flaws in a way you'd never had looked at them before. Amazing, wasn't it? Finally, without really much to do at the far back, the female trainer finally caught up with her bird poke'mon. ". . . Cj, you found a puddle of purple goop." She realized that the smell really was the worst up here, and had to wrinkle up her nose at the scent of it. "What did you find? Ugh. My stomach is churning from this stench." She put out her arm to lean against a tree, feeling like she was going to lose her cookies from the milk curdling smell hanging in the air like fresh burnt wood. level 6 | keen eye & tangled feet | male knows peck & growl & steel wing
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Post by Dracken on Sept 22, 2011 16:38:14 GMT -5
F (7) STENCH * STICKY HOLD poison gas / pound / harden / mud-slap brave, extroverted, if you push her she'll push back
used Poison Gas!
The Grimer was highly offended. No one back talked at her, only she could do that! She didn't like this Chatot's attitude. <For your inrfomation I get all the boys in my yard, thanks to his mud puddle.> She said angrily. It was quite true. It brought all the boys to her yard and they're like 'Dang, is this puddle yours?' and she'd be all 'Heck yeah it is.' The Grimer was quite proud of it too.
The Grimer decided to show this Chatot why this kinda mud was so wonderful. She suddenly lifted her arms and began moving towards the bird. <See, isn't this just lovely? It's wonderful, unlike you and your humans.> She hissed. The stink came off the Grimer's armpits. The air was suddenly turned to purple as the gross smelling poison began floating towards the Chatot. It would teach that bird to shut up.
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