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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 4, 2011 1:05:43 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Lillian entered the city with surprisingly little effort, considering the sheer amount of trainers that never seemed to make it past route one. Well, if that was easy, then the gym would surely be a breeze, wouldn't it? Lillian made a trip to the Pokémon center and got her Pokémon healed up before venturing into the streets to try and train her Pokémon.
Along the way, she'd found a pokeball neglected on the ground and released the Pokémon inside out - a Klink. It looked lonely and hungry, so she took it as part of her team. Then she found an egg laying in a bush on the side of the sidewalk, and she warmed it with a hug, worried that it could die if it didn't get attention. Sheesh, these days there were so many abandoned eggs just lying around. Were parenting Pokémon that desperate to save their own skins?
The pokemorph walked along the sidewalk with Pokémon egg in her arms, ignoring the stares of others as they wondered at the ears on the sides of her head. The din of the city was unpleasant to listen to, but she tried to ignore it as she continued walking.
CHOICE EGG 1/10
. . . TUNES|| Lily Allen - Everything's Just Wonderful TAGS|| Lillian, Mods <3 TALK|| XD Haven't figured out what the egg will haveee
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Post by FOTLY on Dec 4, 2011 11:40:57 GMT -5
you know i can make your a wild Pokémon ! This ursaring was pissed off. Reason being, corndogs. He had a dream that corndogs here eating his body, and so, he appeared in the city to rage out on every corndog stand possible. >CORNDOGS? CORNDOGS!< his claws thrashing out on the stands in front of him, ripping them to shreds. He was mad, obviously, and he had nothing to lose. He was the highest level he knew, for crying out loud! There was another corndog stand, just next to the red haired girl. Ursaring ran up, and grabbed the stand, holding it above his head. >HULK SMASH!< he yelled out, as he threw it into the nearest building. Oh yeah! MALE ; LEVEL 70 [ guts // quick feet ] hammer arm | scary face | covet | thrash | snore | rest | leer ! quick to anger - talks about badges - hates corn dogs ! [ URSARING used THRASH !]
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 4, 2011 14:36:51 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Lillian had hardly walked an entire block before she suddenly heard a bear's roar on a nearby street and the ringing shrieks of people. Wincing, she covered her ears from the burden of being able to hear them so vividly. So much fear was in that screaming that it made her feel like she was in danger, but she felt the need to remain calm and go see what was going on. But before she knew it the huge Ursaring had trampled over to the Corndog stand next to her, ripped it from the ground, and tossed it into a building, causing more morbid screams to erupt. Shards of glass fell to the ground and Lillian felt enormous empathy for those who might've gotten hurt. This all erupted into passion as she stared in horror at the gigantic beast causing so much harm to the city.
"Ursaring!" She shouted in a clear bell of a voice, staring with wide eyes at the huge bear. "Please, what is it that you want? Why are you hurting these innocent people?" Her voice was full of emotion. Lillian felt tears threatening to leave her eyes as she heard whimpering and horrible cries of pain from those hurt by the corn dog stands. Hearing other peoples' pain... it was unbearable. What she'd do to bear that pain herself!
If she was like any other trainer, she would've taken out her Pokémon and used them to fight the bear. But she hesitated, not wanting to hurt the great beast. The egg remained in Lillian's arms, clenched even tighter to her heart in the worry that Ursaring's rage might harm it.
A Litwick floated around, noticing the human cries, and watched Lillian talk to the bear. Cautiously, she watched the events play out.
2/10 GIBLE EGG
::litwick::
. . . TUNES|| Jason Mraz & Colbie Caillat - Lucky TAGS|| Lillian, Mods <3 TALK|| <3. The Litwick is mine
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Post by FOTLY on Dec 4, 2011 15:18:53 GMT -5
you know i can make your a wild Pokémon ! The girl. Why did her voice make him stop, holding his third corndog stand over her head. He looked at her, and in short, he looked weird with those weird ears. But, then again, everything in this damned city looked weird and abnormal to him. He hated it, despised it. He wanted to be considered a normal pokemon again! >I-I. . .< Why did he want to cry? Was it because this girl was going to cry, too? He was a 70 leveled Ursaring, for god's sake, he didn't cry! He was a tough bear, and he- A tear slid down his furry cheek as the corndog stand was dropped to the side. >I wanna be normal!< He wasn't bawling. Yet. But he was close to it. Immediately, the Ursaring went to wrap his arms around the girl, wanting the comfort that she just seemed to radiate. He wanted her to be there for him right now, especially when the only other comfort seemed to be screaming in terror. . . MALE ; LEVEL 70 [ guts // quick feet ] hammer arm | scary face | covet | thrash | snore | rest | leer ! quick to anger - talks about badges - hates corn dogs ! [ URSARING IS TOUCHED !]
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 4, 2011 15:33:04 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Lillian stared up at the Ursaring, unrelenting, not daring to move from the spot as if her feet were rooted to the concrete. He was holding a corn dog stand above his head, and he definitely could crush her under it if he wanted to. The look in his eyes was full of rage, but she could feel a change in his demeanor as he suddenly let out a rumbling stutter. A tear slid out of her eye just then, rolling down her cheek slowly. But she didn't move; she concentrated fully on the Ursaring's actions, feeling like her life and others' lives were at stake if she didn't.
The enormous beast suddenly started to cry, a great tear wetting his cheek as he dropped the corndog stand to the floor. A burden seemed to lift from the situation, and Lillian took a breath, realizing that she'd been holding it all that moment. She understood his pitiful cry, feeling a need to comfort the mammal welling up inside her. A gentle smile caressed her features as she took a cautious step towards the Ursaring, putting the egg gently into her purse before stretching her arms out for a hug. "It's okay to be different. Just look at me." Lillian said comfortingly, flopping her ears in example. She slowly closed the distance between them, pressing her arms and the side of her head to his fur in a hug. He was so huge that her arms couldn't even traverse the distance across his stomach.
The Litwick felt warmth linger in her heart as she watched this beautiful thing occur, but she continued to stay hidden, feeling like anything she'd do would just disrupt it. She hid behind the wall, flames shining only weakly as she thought about how wonderful the human was to subdue such a huge creature.
3/10 GIBLE EGG
. . . TUNES|| Sam Tsui & Christina Grimmie - Just a Dream (cover) TAGS|| Lillian, Mods <3 TALK|| <33
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Post by FOTLY on Dec 4, 2011 16:32:15 GMT -5
you know i can make your a wild Pokémon ! Why was she acting like this? He didn't deserve this compassion, he didn't deserve the things she was giving him. He deserved to be shunned, to be called a freak. When she said to look at her, he did, and felt himself stifle a giggle. Well, she did look weird. But in his opinion, she was beautiful. She was beautiful on the outside, and most importantly, on the inside. He couldn't help but nuzzle his head into her hair before pulling away. >Thank you.<And with that the Ursaring felt no more rage at the thought of corndogs. Instead, he felt a passion for them. Corndogs would forever remind him of the girl that changed his life. Meanwhile, in a park somewhere nearby, there was a group of three birds. They were very angry birds, and they were very mad at a certain few pigs. They had the nerve to steal their egg! Their beloved egg! Now, they were flinging themselves out of a makeshift slingshot at random objects, such as a tree, shattering it and bouncing back to continue their search. Intervene? MALE ; LEVEL 70 [ guts // quick feet ] hammer arm | scary face | covet | thrash | snore | rest | leer ! quick to anger - talks about badges - hates corn dogs ! Flinging out of a makeshift slingshot at random objectsooc// note ! if you want to actually keep one of these, ask a mod for the stats. [ ANGRY BIRDS, ANYONE ? ]
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 4, 2011 17:26:46 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Lillian felt the bear's huge nose nuzzling her hair and she let out a giggle, surprised at how gentle the big brute was now that he'd been subdued by kindness. She pulled away as well, beaming a genuine smile at him as he thanked her. She nodded and looked around at the trashed city, feeling like she needed to offer her help. But it seemed that everyone was alive even though some had suffered some injuries due to the little rampage. A few people stared at her as if wanting to applaud her for her effort, but others were just critical of her ears, like usual. The Litwick, however, was part of those who wanted to congratulate her for saving the city, and the ghostly candle floated right up to her.
<Wow, you were really awesome! Just wonderful!> The ghost exclaimed excitedly, impressed that she'd managed to stop the Ursaring without even fighting it. <As thanks, I'll incubate your egg for you!> The Litwick gestured to it while it was sticking out of Lillian's purse, and she looked down, hardly able to keep up with the candle's rapid speech. "That would be good." The orange-haired girl answered evenly, gently picking up the egg and offering it to the candle, who held it with some effort. The flames instantly started to work, warming the egg better than a cold girl could. "You're not like other ghosts, are you? Instead of cold, you radiate warmth..." Lillian mused before she smiled at the Litwick, who beamed back at her. What a quaint description, she thought.
Suddenly she heard a faint crash nearby, and she frowned, feeling like there was going to be more destruction if she didn't go over there as well. Knowing that people were calling ambulances for those hurt in this event, she rushed over to the park, coming across three birds that were flinging themselves out of a crude slingshot at just.. random things. Lillian merely stared, wondering what they were doing. What was the point of mutilating oneself to destroy things people worked hard to create? Lillian shook her head in disapproval as she looked at the birds. "What are you doing?" She asked in an assertive voice. Litwick floated next to her, holding in her giggles at the birds' antics. It was actually pretty funny to the little ghost.
FLAME BODY
3/5 GIBLE EGG
. . . TUNES|| Ingrid Michaelson - Far Away TAGS|| Lillian, Mods <3 TALK|| <3
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Post by FOTLY on Dec 4, 2011 19:19:14 GMT -5
you know i can make your After they were certain that those damned pigs were no where in sight, the were forced to stop their antics. There was no way that they were going to tear apart the whole park to find that egg. It could be raised by pigs now, for all they cared! There was no way they were going to sit back and continue flinging each other to look for the stupid thing, anyway. Instead, when the girl trotted over, the birds stopped. Almost like they were programmed to be in unison, the birds started dancing to an old song. Then again, most knew it, it was the safety dance! You can dance if you want to, you can leave those friends behind, but if they don't dance and if they don't dance, well, they're no friends of their's. Doing the safety danceooc// note ! if you want to actually keep one of these, ask a mod for the stats. [ AND STOP, HAMMER TIME . ] SWABLU;;;;;;;;; because I'm a lazy bitch FEMALE / LEVEL 10 NATURAL CURE PECK GROWL ASTONISH SING LIKES TO GOOF OFF - DERPY - CLAIMS TO BE FOT
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 4, 2011 20:22:50 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Lillian watched blankly as the birds suddenly stopped almost robotically. Then they suddenly started dancing in sync. Lillian was impressed with the equality of their movements, scrutinizing them seriously to try and decipher if they were toys or something. The Litwick, still holding the egg, let out a shrill laugh and floated over next to the Rufflet to mimic their movements, eliciting a smile from the pokemorph. She'd let them have their fun. Whatever. Too shy to try and dance too, she looked around to see if the birds had done any damage in their efforts to catapult each other. But nope, the coast was clear, it seemed. <Dance with us!> The Litwick laughed towards Lillian, but the gentle pokemorph blushed and looked away. "I'd rather not." She uttered with a small grin of amusement.
GIBLE EGG 4/5
. . . TUNES|| The Shins - Phantom Limb TAGS|| Lillian, Mods <3 TALK|| :x ohey, Swablu stats please <3
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Post by CASTAWAY on Dec 5, 2011 19:34:04 GMT -5
the swablu was delighted that another pokemon had come to dance. when the litwick began popping moves with the other birds, rufflett noticed the pokemorph refusing to join them. with this in mind, the small bird flew up into the sky, coming around lillian's head. the bird was aiming to grab at her hands, clothes. whatever he could reach. and drag her towards the dancing. pfft, no one was here, no one would see her dancing ridiculously in the middle of the street. goodness, she couldn't look as stupid as they were! and besides, the litwick was even having a hoot.
< aww, come on! join us! > the delibird called out, waving a flippered hand. < we have presennnts! > he was trying to sound convincing. but.. he wasn't sure it was working. he knew some of these presents weren't that good for the heart. literally. he wasn't kidding. delibirds never kid. ever. never ever ever! seriously.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 5, 2011 23:33:30 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Lillian blushed with embarrassment when the other pokemon took notice that she wasn't dancing with them. Oh dear, she shouldn't even have mentioned it; now the Rufflet was tugging on her clothes, leading her gently over to the group. She resisted a little, but laughed and took pity on the bird, allowing it to pull her. Besides, she was flattered that they wanted her that much.
"Alright, alright." She replied to the Delibird, shaking her limbs a little to get into the groove. Then she looked at them, mimicking a few of their moves like an amateur. She never danced. She SUCKED at dancing, actually. She was a representative of the stereotype that white girls couldn't dance at all. But at least she was having fun with it, easing into the rhythm as 'Safety Dance' played in her head.
Litwick was rather happy that Lillian decided to join them, continuing to float in unison with her and the bird pokemon. Oh hey, the egg was dancing too! Wait. Eggs can't dance! The candle paused for a moment, staring with wonder as the shell began to crack.
::litwick::
GIBLE EGG 5/5
IT BURSTETH FORTH
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 6, 2011 17:09:50 GMT -5
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::delibird:: ::swablu:: ::rufflet:: Angry Dancing Birds
The egg continued to rattle and dance with excitement as it popped up and around to the music that played in everyone's head. It soon burst open, revealing a Gible that kept flapping its arms in an attempt to keep up with the rest of the birds with a delighted smile. It tried to jump--then ouch! Fell flat on its face! It was a bit too hasty in skipping that 'first steps' phase.
<Babies! I adorrrre babies!> The Swablu cried with a jolly laugh, flying around Lillian's head in circles as she hungrily stared at how adorable it was. She simply wanted to snuggle wuggle with it! <Hug attack!> She squealed, dive bombing the Gible with her soft, cloudy arms and safely wrapping the baby up in them so it wouldn't get hurt. Maybe frightened by the excitement, but it was fine!
The Rufflet and Delibird were highly amused when Lillian started dancing, and the paused for a few moments to stare in awe at her awkward movements. How was she dancing like that? So stiff and weird, why wasn't she as natural of a dancer as everyone else? They continued back to dancing around her anyways for a good few minutes, but then something interesting happened. The speakers that were placed in the middle of the park started to go off, with a shrill male voice leading the announcement: Just a note to all visitors, no dancing in the park. I repeat, this is a dance-free zone. Thank you. What a douche. The birds seemed saddened by it somehow as they stopped and stared at the commanding megaphones that were on multiple poles.
::Swablu:: FEMALE / LEVEL 10 NATURAL CURE PECK GROWL ASTONISH SING LIKES TO GOOF OFF - DERPY - CLAIMS TO BE FOT
::gible:: Level 1 Sand Veil Tackle|Metal Claw|Sand Tomb Quirk: Acts like a bird
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 6, 2011 20:05:57 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Lillian glanced over as she danced, hearing the subtle noises of cracks in the egg as the baby burst forth. A light suddenly flashed, and she made out the form of a dragon in the egg. Wait, a dragon? In an egg she'd found lying on the street? She'd hardly expected that at all! The poor thing seemed to try to dance along with them, but only succeeded in falling off onto the floor. But she heard no cracks of bones, so he seemed fine. Regardless, she went over there and knelt down to the Gible with a smile at just how cute it was. One of the birds noticed as well, suddenly attacking the creature with a hug. Lillian had to take a hasty step back at the action, but she knew how soft Swablu were, so she wasn't worried for the Gible. In fact, she had to grin at just how cute the dragon was as he enjoyed the softness of the bird's wings. A high pitched, rumbling growl emerged from his throat as his claws closed around the bird, returning the hug.
Lillian continued dancing with them when suddenly the speakers came on, shouting that dancing was unauthorized in the park. Instantly she froze up with mortification, looking around hastily for anyone that might be watching them. Oh dear, how could she allow herself to be seduced into this embarrassing thing? She stiffened up, feeling incredibly awkward, as she hazarded a glance at the birds. "Looks like we can't dance anymore..." She said in a relieved voice. It felt so unnatural anyway, and she was glad to be standing like a normal person again.
Litwick huffed at this, disappointed that silly human customs disagreed with dancing in public. <Hmph, let's prank that guy!!> She pointed at the speaker accusingly, hoping the birds would agree with her. Lillian's eyes widened at such a silly, childish idea, but she hoped that the wild pokemon wouldn't agree with her.
::litwick:: { Nameless} (F) 5
::gible:: { Nameless } (M) 1
. . . TUNES|| Death Cab For Cutie - Soul Meets Body TAGS|| Lillian, Mods <3 TALK|| :'v nameless
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 7, 2011 16:36:54 GMT -5
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The birds seemed to frown expression wise as they looked up at Lillian, letting off various sighs as they shook their heads. Now that was just a fun-kill, especially after they were having such a good time. The Swablu eventually honked and let go of the Gible, allowing him to go back to his mother figure if it wanted to. Goodness, imagine how awkward it would be if it thought that she was his mother! She would have no idea how to react, really. She just had a spontaneous desire to hug cute things like babies, and it never got her in a tough situation before!
<Eh? Prank him? Could we?!> The Rufflet was the first to take a lot of interest in the Litwick as it leaned in real close to her flame, having wide eyes as he stared with total interest. The Delibird was also interested, waddling closer to the Litwick with a thoughtful rub of his chin. <I think I saw a a man behind the curtain, but he told me not to pay attention to him.> Huh, he wondered if that was the guy that talked through the speakers.
The Swablu stuck around with the baby Gible, not as interested in the pranking plots as she made derpy faces at him. <GWARRG I'M A JOOS.> She stretched her eyes in all kinds of shapes by using her wings, hopping after the Gible with her tongue sticking out. Wild JOOS has appeared!
FEMALE / LEVEL 10 NATURAL CURE PECK GROWL ASTONISH SING LIKES TO GOOF OFF - DERPY - CLAIMS TO BE FOT
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 8, 2011 1:12:47 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Baby Gible reluctantly broke away from the Swablu as she abandoned the hug, already missing how fluffy and soft her wings were. He began to feel like she was his mother, but how could that be, if he couldn't fly? No, he could. He tried again to flap his wings, attaining a strained look on his face as he stood on his tiptoes. But it didn't work, and he let out a small, sad cry as he looked up at the other birds and the Litwick that floated around so easily.
<Yesss, we're pranking him.> The Litwick replied exuberantly, grinning at the Rufflet. Then the Delibird's important tidbit of information drew her attention as she listened carefully to her. <It must be him, then!> She replied, although she wasn't really sure if it was the actual guy. But even if it wasn't, she wanted to let out all this angst on somebody. <Can you lead us there?> A devious grin covered the candle's face.
"This isn't a good idea." Lillian protested gently, a somewhat distraught look on her face as she realized that they were all plotting something naughty and possibly illegal. If they got in trouble, she'd have to get them out of trouble, and that would altogether be a lot of trouble.
Gible had found his way over to Lillian's feet, knowing that she was the tallest out of all of them, and was intending to beg to be held, but Swablu's antics drew his attention away from her. She was flitting around him, making silly faces and words that resulted in an effervescent laugh from the happy dragon. He poked the bird roughly with his claw in response, giggling at her.
::litwick:: ::gible::
. . . TUNES|| None TAGS|| Lillian, Mods <3 TALK|| <333
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 8, 2011 1:32:48 GMT -5
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The two birds seemed excited at the idea of a prank, being rather excitable and playful types that enjoyed this kind of thing! Sure, they ended up being rather violent at the same time, but that was fine. It was normal for Pokemon and people to get carried away with things when they got too worked up over something. The Delibird beamed at the Litwick's deduction, because clearly she was right and he preferred following orders from a leader type without thought. <Yes! Oh gosh, I think we should do something involving...> The Delibird started to rummage through his bag, arousing curiosity in the Rufflet as the bird leaned in to get a better look of what was going on.
Ta-daa~ a banana peel was revealed! It was the perfect plan, and it worked in all of the cartoons! <Just make him slip on this, and there you go!> The jolly Pokemon chortled with a giggle, holding it out for the Litwick to claim. She could be the mastermind, but he could provide the tools! The Rufflet was also interested, puffing out his chest with a smug look on his face. <I bet I could lure him out of that place!> He added, and just like the rest of the Pokemon he continued to ignore Lillian's worries and warnings.
The Swablu was amused at the Gible's attempts at flight, giggling because he was making such a valiant effort so early. New-born chicks couldn't fly, everyone knew that! She laughed when the Gible poked at her too, then suddenly pounced on the dragon, AGAIN for another love filled hug. <I want to take him home with meeee.> She said merrily, trying to nuzzle the dragon affectionately. Though whether she'd actually be responsible or not was another story completely.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 8, 2011 20:41:43 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Lillian sighed dismissively as she realized that none of them were listening to her. This was what usually happened when she tried to voice her opinion, so she was used to it, but she was simply mortified at their foolishness. Ah, well; she'd patch up their mistake when they finished it. For now, she had the baby dragon to look after. She stooped low as the Swablu hugged him again, eliciting a gurgling giggle from the Gible that was clearly enjoying it. "He likes you." She commented, smiling at the cloud-winged bird. When she mentioned taking him home, though, her heart pounded a little. No. He was her baby, not the birds'. "In your dreams~" She replied with a challenging grin at the bird. Gible glanced between both of their faces with a puzzled look, as if he was trying to decipher who was his actual mom. Or was it the floating candle? He'd seen so many faces when he hatched that he couldn't be sure.
Litwick leaned closer to the Delibird as she began rummaging through her sack, grateful that she had so many items in there for them to choose from. Picking the man's poison, as it were. <Involving...?> The Litwick urged, but the bird soon pulled a banana peel from her bag. When the Delibird explained that he would slip on it, she immediately knew what was gonna happen, and she beamed a grin at the birds as she reached out and took hold of the peel with her tiny hands. <This device.. it's perfect.> She snickered to herself, so ready for this. <So, where is he?> She asked again.
::litwick::
::gible::
. . . TUNES|| DCFC - We Looked Like Giants TAGS|| Lillian, Mods <3 TALK|| c:
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Post by FOTLY on Dec 9, 2011 19:02:32 GMT -5
you see, the delibird and rufflet were known as 'angry birds' for a reason, that reason being simply put: they were always angry. that meant that they always had a grudge. the swablu was just a wannabe that they allowed at the moment, the little derpster did come up with a few good pranks, and it amused them enough to keep her around. but, as soon as they were to lose want of keeping her, she was going into the fotting trash can. yep, straight to the dump. > you see, he's over there, hiding in the building. < they were going to use this litwick in the same way, and then she was going into the fotting trash can as well. that was how they worked, and that was how they always have. > we need to get revenge on this guy. <
> yeah! < the rufflet spoke up, sounding a bit like an italian mafia guy. > get back on them, it's what we angry birds dos < actually, if one were to think about it, that was exactly what they would hear. was the rufflet a part of the mafia? it didn't matter whatsoever. > take out the dood, and den, you come backs to us! < he went to pat the little floating candle on the back. > we're your family now, brah. < oh god, don't fall for the ally-man charm, litwick, or you may never escape the clutches. however, that wasn't an actual move. how sad. qq forever.
the swablu looked up at lillian, a bit of a glint in her eye. > i'll fight you for the gible. < her cloudy wings went to wrap around him again, giving him an extra squeeze. yes, he was just the most adorable thing she had ever seen, and she wanted that for her own uses. now, if only she could take him. > i looove him ~ <
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 11, 2011 11:14:21 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Litwick clutched the banana peel with excitement as she listened further to the birds' discussion, grinning mischievously. But in truth, she didn't mean total harm. She just wanted to get back at the guy for ruining their fun. Suddenly she felt the Rufflet's wing patting her waxy back, surprising her a bit. But it made her feel welcome, like she was part of the crew, and that was always good. <Awww. I'm not a bird, nor am I angry, but thanks.> The candle grinned at both of them. Then it was down to business again. <Let's go.> She became srs bsns just then. Floating over to the door, she placed the banana peel a step in front of it and concealed it with a small layer of leaves. Then she floated away and watched the two birds, waiting for the Delibird to lead the victim outside.
Lillian's eyes widened with surprise at the Swablu's audacity in challenging her for the baby Gible. It was hers! She'd found the egg herself! Sure, she would've loved to share it, but something about the bird told her that she probably only wanted to have the baby for its cuteness and not because it was another soul to take care of. "Very well." She accepted the challenge, a sparkle of indignation in her eye that the bird would expect to defeat her. Out of care for the Gible, she waited for the Swablu's hug to end and picked up the cooing Gible to place him down to the side between them. "Stay here until we're done, okay?" She instructed, smiling warmly at him. He let out a rumble and sat down.
Lillian then returned to a place a few meters away from the Swablu. "Trick!" She called out as her Horsea emerged from a cloud of red. The shining Horsea seemed to smile as he looked upon the bird, their positions suggesting that he was about to battle, not make friendly. "Smokescreen and Scald." She commanded. The Horsea let out a burst of thick, black smoke between them, then saw through it, letting out a boiling gush of water towards the cloud-winged bird.
TRICKLE (M) 12.5 Swift Swim || Sniper Bubble | Smokescreen | Scald | Leer | Water Gun Determined - Selfless - Overbearing Sent out! Used Smokescreen & Scald on Swablu!
::litwick:: ::gible::
. . . TUNES|| Josh Groban - O Holy Night TAGS|| Lillian, Mods <3 TALK|| <333
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 11, 2011 17:07:59 GMT -5
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With the plan set in motion, the Delibird decided to take action as he motioned for the Rufflet to follow him. The Litwick was in charge of the banana, while the Rufflet was meant to bait the man over to the banana peel. It was bound to work. The Delibird carefully pushed open the door to creep inside, seeing an annoyed looking man sitting on a chair and looking at a bunch of television screens. Lillian was revealed, battling their Swablu friend.
Hopefully nothing bad happened to spark that match; the Delibird found himself wondering as he slipped in and hid under the man's desk. He had an idea of his own, and he wanted the Rufflet to lure him out so he could do it. The Rufflet felt excited, bracing himself for the fun moment when he could start chaos. Delibird gave the signal, and the Rufflet gave a signal to the Litwick to let her know that it was about to start.
<POLLY WANTS A CRACKER.> He screamed as loud as he could, standing on the man's head and digging his claws in. It scared the hell out of the man; he rolled his chair back as he stood up and made flailing movements at the Rufflet. That was when the bird squawked loudly and took his shiny keys right off of his desk. "Hey!" The man shouted, chasing after the bird as he carried the shiny keys past the Litwick's trap. That was when the Delibird quickly hopped up on the man's chair, seeing the microphone and a switch. Oh, this was gonna be good. Thank goodness he could read, unlike most Pokemon. <Testing, testing. One two HONK.> |
[/I] The bird laughed into the mic as everyone in the park could hear the Delibird's chattering. Oh, this was good. <Oh my, so pretty!> The Swablu complimented the Horsea's pretty coloration right away, before getting a lob of smoke in her eyes. It stung and made her vision blurry, making her stumble around until she focused in on the HOT blast of water hosing her down. <Ooffff!> She exclaimed, flapping her wings to try and regain a sense of balance until she was stable on the ground again. It was then that she burst into a soft song; a lullaby, all dedicated to that pretty Horsea. <You are so blue, like the sky~ la da di~ Horsea!> Hopefully the fish would fall asleep, and not the baby. Though that would've been super cute too! FEMALE / LEVEL 10 NATURAL CURE PECK GROWL ASTONISH SING LIKES TO GOOF OFF - DERPY - CLAIMS TO BE FOT Hit by Scald! Ouch!Sings to Horsea(Acc -1) [/size][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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