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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 11, 2011 19:36:19 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Litwick waited with bated breath as the two other birds carried out their roles. As Rufflet entered the room and caused the man to chase after her, the candle couldn't help but laugh. But as she watched, he ran right past her trap! Oh, no no no! She floated over to the banana peel, picked it up and frantically turned her head to see where the man was running. <Hey, Rufflet, get him over here!> The candle shouted, slapping the banana peel in a small patch of tall grass and floating aside. Suddenly she could hear the Delibird's voice on the intercom, which made her laugh hysterically.
<.. Oh, me? Thanks!> Trickle replied to the bird happily after he'd executed the Scald. He quite liked his shiny new coat too. Suddenly she began to sing about his beauty, which made him blush. He wasn't used to having the attention on him. Her voice was so beautiful to listen to, though, and he found himself drifting steadily to sleep. "No, Trickle.." Lillian found herself uttering, realizing that she should've sent out Natu instead. In her haste, she'd forgotten that Swablu were infamous users of the sleep tactic. Sighing, she rubbed her chin thoughtfully and tried to plan on how she would win this. If he didn't wake up soon she might have to use a potion to compensate. Nothing wrong in that.
The baby Gible's eyes had fluttered shut as well to the Swablu's beautiful voice, and the infant was asleep without a sound as he sat on the ground, head angled forward. He looked pretty darn cute that way, too. JUST SAYING.
ASLEEP 1/3 TRICKLE (M) 12.5 Swift Swim || Sniper Bubble | Smokescreen | Scald | Leer | Water Gun Determined - Selfless - Overbearing Hit by Sing! Fell Asleep!
Asleep
. . . TUNES|| None TAGS|| Lillian, Mods <3 TALK|| <3333
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 12, 2011 0:32:16 GMT -5
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The Rufflet panicked when the man missed the banana trap, not expecting the plan to mess up so easily! He squawked loudly in pain when the man made a grab for the boo-boo keys in his claws, but accidentally yanked at his tail feathers again! <You stupid man! That hurts!> He cried as he slipped out of the man's grip, seeing where the banana peel landed and flying in a craze over to the grassy patch. This time the plan managed to work! The man had no idea that it was there, his foot slid right on the slippery part of the slimy banana peel, and wham! He was sliding with arms waving around wildly before landing painfully on his back! Ow! Ow! Ow!
<Hahaha, now that's a present I can enjoy! Our prank WRAPPED up quite nicely!> |
[/i] The Delibird laughed into the mic again, making the Rufflet burst into giggles as he saw the man groan in pain on the ground. He dropped the keys on the man's chest, giving them back to him as he fluttered next to the Litwick, with the Delibird laughing and rejoining them soon after. The man seemed to have trouble getting up though, but the birds were oblivious to it as they laughed. The Swablu had her own distractions, having no idea that she might've been flattering the Horsea too much and making him bashful. It didn't even occur to her at all, but she loved to be nice to others! It just made people happy and the world go right 'round, which was her plan! As the Horsea snoozed, she normally would've made another attack to get him back for that Scald, but the baby Gible was distracting her. Again. <My darling, adorable little sharky warky!> She squealed with joy as she went to go and hug the Gible, completely forgetting about the match that was supposed to be going on. <I'm fighting for you you cutie pie! D'aww, so so so so so cute!> Yes, she was superficial like that. FEMALE / LEVEL 10 NATURAL CURE PECK GROWL ASTONISH SING LIKES TO GOOF OFF - DERPY - CLAIMS TO BE FOT Hit by --!Cuddling with sleeping Gible LOL(Acc -1) ooc: I THINK I SEE YOUR POINT WITH THE SLEEPING GIBLE BEING CUTE, HAR HAR. [/size][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 13, 2011 0:56:30 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Litwick watched the chase happen, wincing a little as the man managed to grab a few tail feathers off of the avian's butt. The Litwick had to float backwards a little to avoid the human when he suddenly slipped on the banana, sliding uncontrollably until he fell with visible pain onto his back. Ooh, she had to cringe at that, but she laughed anyway, glad they'd gotten their vengeance on the guy.
Lillian wasn't watching them, as her concentration was focused on the battle at hand, but when she heard their shouts get louder, she'd looked over and gasped as the man fell hard upon his back. As he groaned there, she couldn't be sure if he'd broken or injured anything. Those naughty creatures, going so far just to get petty revenge! It was ridiculous! She glanced back at the field and realized that the Swablu was simply cuddling with the sleeping Gible. She would've been amused by that had she not known there was another being in pain nearby. "Trick, if you wake up, use Water Gun." Lillian said absentmindedly before walking over to the man and crouching next to him. "Are you alright? Can you stand?" She offered him her hand, just in case he needed one.
The shiny Horsea continued to sleep blissfully, so her command had been for naught. Sleeping Gible didn't wake up when the Swablu hugged him, but his dreams changed a little so that he was bouncing on marshmallows and basking in utter warmth. Such a cozy pillow of a bird.
ASLEEP 2/3 TRICKLE (M) 12.5 Swift Swim || Sniper Bubble | Smokescreen | Scald | Leer | Water Gun Determined - Selfless - Overbearing Asleep
::litwick:: ::gible::
. . . TUNES|| Coldplay - Christmas Lights TAGS|| Lillian, Mods <3 TALK|| LOLOL <3
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 13, 2011 14:51:41 GMT -5
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Homeless Guy with Mop "Suds" --> Your Ice Heal for Lava Cookies 5 --> Five of your Pokeballs for Leftovers
The man that had been chased out groaned when he saw a very pretty looking lady come on over to help him. The one he told to stop dancing, actually. That was only as a joke, but he suddenly felt bad about it now. He winced as he took her hand and groaned as he stood up, suddenly looking a lot older now that he wasn't vibrantly running around like a youthful lad. "Thanks, missy." He had his keys at least, slipping them in his pocket as he sighed and rubbed his back, wishing it wasn't so sore from the fall. "Pesty birds! Yeah, I mean you." He glared at the Delibird and Rufflet that shrunk back next to the Litwick, restraining their giggles as they looked on, not fully understanding how he almost got hurt. Suds wondered if he could get a deal out of her though, since he learned a neat trick to earn himself more money by giving out things he saw in garbage cans.
"Are you perhaps interested in a deal, since you are so so kind?" His voice had a bit of a lisp as he explained the offer; an Ice Heal for some cookies, or 5 Pokeballs for a healing item called 'Leftovers'. It seemed legit. It only depended on whether she had the items to make the trade, because he wasn't one for haggling.
Meanwhile with the Swablu! She let go of the Gible with a pleasant sigh, simply sitting beside him with a small hum. Was she supposed to be doing something? Something...important? Uh...she stared at the Horsea then gasped in excitement! Oh gosh, he was going to wake up and attack her! Demon fish that wanted her head! She fruitlessly growled at him in his sleep, looking quite panicked as she flew back and forth in front of Trickle.
FEMALE / LEVEL 10 NATURAL CURE PECK GROWL ASTONISH SING LIKES TO GOOF OFF - DERPY - CLAIMS TO BE FOT Hit by --!Growls at Horsea(Acc -1) ::delibird:: ::rufflet:: Derp
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 13, 2011 20:31:14 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Lillian felt his dry, cracked hand on hers as he stood up, but didn't mention a thing, offering him a gentle smile when he thanked her. Now that he wasn't chasing a bird around, he looked sickly and old, and she wondered if he was alright or not. If he could stand, his spine was probably okay. Suddenly he offered to sell her something, so she dropped her suspicions. No sick or injured person ever switched that quickly into business. "Hmm..." She mused, staring at the Leftovers for a while. She knew their value in a battle. Last she remembered, she only had one pokeball left, but she felt the compelling need to check. "One sec." She checked her bag, then realized that somehow she'd had five extra in there. Who knew? "I'd like the Leftovers." She concluded, offering the five pokeballs to the old man.
<That was fun.> Litwick said to the two birds, still giggling to herself. <And you guys were awesome! Do you do this all the time?> She questioned in her ghostly voice, fire burning bright with happiness. She hadn't done something so mischievous in a while!
Meanwhile, Trickle continued to sleep, looking peaceful as he dozed. The growl somehow pervaded his senses, and he unconsciously lowered his strength. He was in dreamland now, floating amongst the coral and seaweed with a beautiful underwater mermaid. Oh how he wished he could actually meet one! Gible was still asleep as well, though the baby's arms reached out a little when the Swablu left his immediate vicinity.
ASLEEP 3/3 ATK -1 TRICKLE (M) 12.5 Swift Swim || Sniper Bubble | Smokescreen | Scald | Leer | Water Gun Determined - Selfless - Overbearing Hit by Growl. Asleep
::litwick:: ::gible::
x 5 Pokeballs offered for Leftovers
. . . TUNES|| Cascada - Evacuate the Dancefloor TAGS|| Lillian, Mods <3 TALK|| ohyeah
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 14, 2011 16:02:39 GMT -5
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Homeless Guy with Mop "Suds"Trade Accepted!
Glorious. Even though Suds perhaps acted more injured than he really was to coax a deal out of her, but it worked out fine for him. He managed to get 5 shiny red and white Pokeballs out of the deal, admiring them since they looked so useful and clean. Oh yes, he'd be able to fetch quite a price with these. Soon he'd be out of that garbage hole in the city and in an actual apartment! Hot dog! He traded the leftovers to her in exchange, since trainers seemed to like using them a lot. "Back to my job, I suppose. Feel free to dance, I don't give two dog bones about it." He cracked a laugh as he rubbed his back again and turned around, grumbling to himself about how it hurt as he went and sat back in his comfy little monitor room.
He might've been homeless, but he was lucky to have a job like that. The birds grinned as nothing bad happened from the event, and they were most certainly not in trouble. Now that the Litwick was part of their gang, they felt at ease when it came to opening up to her. <I've pulled off some crazy stuff! Rufflet's really good and executing them!> The Delibird bragged, patting the Rufflet on the back as the fellow bird blushed from the compliment. D'aw, it was nothing. <We've only done 4 good ones so far; we stopped for a while since we really got in trouble once.> The Rufflet laughed at the memory, finding it funny now.
<What about you? Was that your first prank?> The Rufflet asked with eyes growing in curiosity. She seemed a little inexperience with it, but other than that she acted with the skills of a natural. It was pretty admirable when it came to pranking squads such as themselves.
The Swablu was now completely focused on the battle, at least for a while. <Fot demands you to wake up! She is lonely!> She chirped, speaking in third person because she was trying to be cute as she hopped towards the dreaming Horsea with a break ready to smack his head.
FEMALE / LEVEL 10 NATURAL CURE PECK GROWL ASTONISH SING LIKES TO GOOF OFF - DERPY - CLAIMS TO BE FOT Hit by --!Peck on Horsea(Acc -1) Conversation
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 15, 2011 22:36:34 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Lillian accepted the dirty looking Leftovers, not knowing that she could've easily gotten twenty of them from the nearest dumpster. Hesitantly, she cleaned it off a little and gave it to one of her Pokémon for use later. "Bye." She replied to the janitor, blushing a little when he said she could dance again. Ugh, remind her never to dance publicly again. Those Pokémon were like sirens! She returned to the battle field and watched as Trickle showed signs of waking.
<I've pranked before, a few times.> The Litwick confessed meekly, twiddling her paws together. <But they were just small pranks compared to this!> She added quickly, correcting herself.
Trickle muttered to himself as he heard Swablu's cry, his eyes fluttering open a bit before self awareness returned to him. He suddenly felt intense pecking against his head, causing him to leap upwards with a trill of pain. <Ow ow ow!> The Horsea cried out, reacting quickly with a Scald of fury towards the Swablu. Lillian realized she didn't even need to command an attack.
Gible slept on.
ATK -1 TRICKLE (M) 12.5 Swift Swim || Sniper Bubble | Smokescreen | Scald | Leer | Water Gun Determined - Selfless - Overbearing Hit by Peck! Used Scald on Swablu!
::litwick:: ::gible::
. . . TUNES|| Hoobastank - The Reason TAGS|| Lillian, mods <3 TALK|| :x
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Post by Aly on Dec 16, 2011 18:37:52 GMT -5
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::Rufflet:: ::Delibird:: The little Rufflet hopped in place a bit as the Litwich spoke, giving a small chuckle as she finished. Even the Delibird peered down at her with a little grin. <Aaaah no such thing as a small prank, all depends on the effort!> He called out, puffing out his chest and giving a firm nod to show that he was very happy with his own answer. The Rufflet however shook out his feathers and hopped toward the little candle, his head tilted a bit. <But, cmon you gotta remember you FIRST!> He said, his voice cracking a bit as he thought back to the first time a prank actually went well for him, it was such a magical feeling, almost impossible to forget, so it was odd that this little candle couldn't point it out.
Back with the Swablu things had just picked up! <Fiiiiiinally!> The little blue bird chirped as the horsea got up again, she shot into the air and did a slight hoop, but as she reached the apex a stream of scolding hot water splashed into her face, causing her to fall down, tumbling over dramatically and landing with a soft thud on the ground. She stayed down for a long time, almost too long...could she be- <I'm okay, I'm okay!> She chirped and hopped to her feet, well foot, she couldn't seem to choose which one was steadier and kept shifting her weight around. Her eyes too couldn't seem to focus and she had to squint to see the shape of the little blue horsea she wanted to play with. <Oooh yay, yay, that was a great shower!> She sang out, stepping toward the water type with a trembling gate. <Know what I like more though!?> Her voice was becoming almost frantic now, her one eye still squinted while the other was wide and wild. <Cake....i love cake, do you love cake? HahahahahaHa...HAHA> As soon as she finished what seemed like a normal sentence she broke off into frantic laughter, twirling around on the spot. She then stopped dead as she faced the Horsea after her fifth rotation, her face suddenly stone cold and serious. <That hurt...> She croaked out, her voice almost ominous. <You'll pay!> She jumped up and seemed to charge toward the little blue pokemon, but just before contact was possible she pulled up and flew over, whistling a random tune in a happy-go-lucky fashion. Then without warning she came flying straight toward the little thing, her face pulled into an odd yet groutesct look and a very high pitched sound escaping her vocals, this could only be her attempting to Astonish the Horsea.
::Swablu:: Level: 10 Gender: Female Abilities: Natural Cure Attacks: Peck | Growl | Astonish | Sing Personality: Likes to goof off - Derpy - Claims to be Fot (Acc -1)
Used: Astonish Hit by: Scald _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Comments: My attempt at a Fot Words thoughts
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 17, 2011 22:08:34 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Litwick giggled at the two birds' enthusiasm with her pranks. Ah yeah, her first prank! She vividly remembered it; after all, it wasn't that long ago. She was young. <Alright, alright. You guys want to hear about it?> She asked, giggling. Without waiting for their consent, she continued. <This happened a few weeks ago. There was a candle on display in a shop, right? So I snuck in and pretended to be a candle. Then when a girl was looking at me, I said, 'boo!' and scared her so bad!> She giggled hysterically. <And then they noticed me and tried to grab me, but I vanished before they could.> She continued to laugh to herself proudly.
Trickle was amused at the Swablu's reaction to the Scald, although his head still ached from that uncalled for Peck. Sheesh, what a naughty bird, doing that to him! <Shower?> He replied, chuckling. The avian was being playful, so why not let her have fun? <What? Cake? Yes, I do love cake.> He responded, chuckling at the bird as she spun on the grass. Lillian was laughing like a bell behind him, enjoying the bird's antics. She was a silly one.
Suddenly though, she turned sullen, and the Horsea quickly became defensive again. But the bird was merely whistling, so he was off his guard as he smiled at her. When she suddenly made a freaky as hell face at him, he let out a shuddering gasp and flinched. Lillian remained silent, disappointed that he was scared so easily. Well, he was still a rookie at this, so it was excusable.
Gible began to wake up, drowsily rubbing his eyes as he rolled onto his feet. A small, effervescent rumble left his throat as he surveyed the field and stretched his arms like wings, flapping uselessly.
ATK -1 TRICKLE (M) 12.5 Swift Swim || Sniper Bubble | Smokescreen | Scald | Leer | Water Gun Determined - Selfless - Overbearing Hit by Astonish! Flinched!
::litwick:: ::gible::
. . . TUNES|| DCFC - Sound of Settling TAGS|| Lillian, Mods <3 TALK|| XD how silly
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Post by Aly on Dec 17, 2011 23:59:17 GMT -5
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::Delibird:: ::Rufflet::
Both the bird laughed slightly at the little candle's prank, aaah what it was like to start out, those first few pranks were always so brilliant in their plainness, or disastrous in their complexity, as it was in some cases. <Not bad, not bad!> called out the Delibird, giving the little candle an approving nod before giving a hearty laugh at the thoughts of a young girl's face if it saw a candle go 'boo!' The little rufflet was especially impressed and was in slight awe at the candle. <Wow, I would have never done something like that, they'd catch me!> He spoke, but he quickly realised just how silly at actually sounded, how could he try something like that. One he wasn't a candle and two no one would ever mistake him for a candle! Doh! The Delibird seemed to notice his little friend's dismay and gave him a little pat on the back for suppose before grinning at the candle. <So, any new plan you got?> He asked, always keen on finding out what the newest strategies might be to pull one over on the opposition, which is this case, was everyone.
::Swablu:: SWABLU Level: 10 Type: Gender: Female Abilities: Natural Cure Attacks: Peck | Growl | Astonish | Sing Personality: Likes to goof off - Derpy - Claims to be Fot Used: PeckHit By: Status: Fotting(Acc -1)
As the blue bird finished her scaring she took even higher into the air, her puffy cloud wings forcing her higher and higher up, until finally she spun around and started a massive dive down, her eyes locked on the little horsea who seemingly had been too afraid to attack. She was falling at a massive rate, her eyes were drying out from the sheer speed of the wind on her face. Then, just as she got into range of the little blue water type, she spread out her wings and came to a gentle land in front of him. <Hahahaha, scared ya, didn' I?> She chirped out with a very over dramatic wink at the little water type. She then proceeded to flutter into the air once most, spinning around like a ballerina in mid flight and twittering like a lunatic. She landed gentle, putting her wings over her head that the tips touched and standing on one little foot, the other stretched out behind her. <I'm a ballerina!> She called before attempting to spin on the spot with very little effort, but indeed looked like she was just drunk and trying to put both feet on the ground. This seemed to annoy her very quickly and she scoffed under her breath before glaring at the Horsea. <Oh don't look at me like that! It's just 'cuz you're watching!> She squawked out before tottering over to him and lashing out with her beak for another peck. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Comments: I'm really loving this battle XD Words thoughts
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 18, 2011 12:55:15 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s <Thanks.> Litwick said meekly, blushing as the Delibird laughed and Rufflet stared at her in awe. Was it really that great? Well, it must be, with this kind of reaction! <Well, I'm a ghost, so I can run away easily.> Litwick observed, grinning at the Rufflet before looked at the Delibird again. <Hmm.. well, pranks depend on the situation, so it's useless to make ideas, isn't it?> The candle relayed, shrugging.
Trickle snapped out of the scare as he watched the blue bird rise into the skies, then dived towards him, frightening him again. Then she suddenly stopped, mocking him. <Hmph, yes..> He confessed, chuckling with embarrassment. Ugh, he had to get over getting scared so easily. It was a result of inexperience; it'd make future battles harder. Weakness wouldn't be enough to protect his friends. He laughed when the Swablu performed a ballerina move but kept conscious of the fact that she might Astonish him again. The bird wasn't very good, but that only made it funnier; he gave her an amused look, which seemed to set her off. <Look at you like wha-> She suddenly pecked... the air next to him, which was a bit humorous. He'd forgotten that he smokescreened her earlier.
"Water Gun." Lillian commanded from behind him. Trick took the que, releasing a steady, fat stream of water from his nozzle like a hose.
Meanwhile, Gible wandered over to Lillian and was nuzzling his face into her leg as she blushed and stooped low to pet him. But when she reached out her hand, the naughty baby opened his jaws and enclosed them around her skin. She gasped at the touch and pulled back a little, but he didn't bite down; he was merely chewing gently on her skin. "No, Gible." Lillian heard herself say. But how detached it sounded. She decided to give the Gible a name right then and there, especially since he didn't seem to notice her command. "Jaws, let go." She said gently, giving the baby a gentle smile. A small whine left the baby's throat as he released her arm, which was now covered in slobber. The sight of it made Lillian laugh with amusement, which caused Jaws to try and mimic her smile. But it was funny enough to make the teen laugh harder, making the baby pout a bit. Hmph, he was being serious!
ATK -1 TRICKLE (M) 12.5 Swift Swim || Sniper Bubble | Smokescreen | Scald | Leer | Water Gun Determined - Selfless - Overbearing Dodged Peck! Used Water Gun on Swablu!
JAWS (M) 1
. . . TUNES|| Sufjan Stevens - Chicago TAGS|| Lillian, Mods <3 TALK|| <333
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 19, 2011 17:09:48 GMT -5
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The Swablu quickly found herself blushing in her frustrating moment of having her beak strike nothing but thin air, recalling the move as she hid her flustered face in her wings. So soft and safe feeling; like pillows as she rubbed her face in them to try and shake herself off from that little mistake. The Horsea must've found her so hilarious now, but she wanted to at least be taken seriously! The Gible was simply so cute, and she was fighting to be his new care taker, since she adored cute things!
She was greeted with a cold Water Gun to the face as she was blasted backwards from the move, chirping angrily as she got an unwanted cold bath! She preferred warm ones, so how dare he try that on her! With water dripping from her wings as they appeared to look heavier and less white, she let out a loud growl at him to try and make him go easier on her. Probably wouldn't work though; not with those special attacks. She burst into another Peck at the Horsea, figuring that she wouldn't be able to scare him as well as before with an Astonish.
The Rufflet and the the Delibird thought about what the Litwick said with a thoughtful expression, before slowly nodding to each other in agreement. For a young Litwick, she showed plenty of understanding in what she was doing. <Yeah! Hey, next time an opportunity comes, we should try it again sometime.> The Delibird chuckled, and wondered if they ever really would meet again. The thought was saddening to him, though the Rufflet didn't even think about that yet, nodding in agreement with excitement. <Yeppers, next time for sure! Gosh, Swablu is taking a while with that battle.> He commented, taking an interest in it now. It was the cleanest she ever looked, really. Not attractive at all though, which made him snicker.
FEMALE / LEVEL 10 NATURAL CURE PECK GROWL ASTONISH SING LIKES TO GOOF OFF - DERPY - CLAIMS TO BE FOT Hit by Water Gun! Yellow Health!Growl and Peck on Horsea(Acc -1) Conversation
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 21, 2011 13:58:09 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Trick looked pleased with the success of his hit against the Swablu, who was now sopping wet. The growl caused him to unconsciously handicap himself to go easier on the bird, and this time, although her aim wasn't completely spot on, the Peck landed on the side of his head. A squeal of pain left the sea horse before he narrowed his eyes and prepared to attack again. "Scald again." Lillian's voice rose just slightly above the calamity; Horsea barely heard the order. He let out a surge of hot water at the bird, hoping it'd be enough.
Litwick had to wonder at what they were implying. We should try it again sometime? Did that mean she was part of their crew? She would've said something had the Rufflet not drawn their attention to the battle; she expelled the thought in a slight sigh before watching the battle, noticing how wet the Swablu looked. Dang, how was she able to fly with all that water soaked on her? <She's pretty tough though. Why are they fighting again?> She wondered, shrugging.
Gible crawled around unsteadily on his legs, still trying to flap his arms fruitlessly. The idea that he wasn't fit to fly hadn't occurred to him.
ATK -1 TRICKLE (M) 12.5 Swift Swim || Sniper Bubble | Smokescreen | Scald | Leer | Water Gun Determined - Selfless - Overbearing Hit by Growl & Peck! Used Scald on Swablu!
::litwick:: ::gible::
. . . TUNES|| Madonna - 4 Minutes TAGS|| Lillian, Mods <3 TALK|| <333
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Post by FOTLY on Dec 21, 2011 16:24:26 GMT -5
the hot air that came from the blue horse left a stinging sensation on her skin. it felt like she was on fire, like she had touched a hot stove. it burned like something that she hadn't really felt before, and when she looked up at the other's poke'mon, she couldn't help but frown. " fine! be that way! "
but that gible was just so adorable! she wanted to love him all up and just keep him forever and ever. he was just. . . she couldn't think of the word to actually use for him, but she knew that she just had to have him. the swablu wanted to wrap her fluffy wings around his baby smooth body and be assured that he wouldn't possibly be hurt any longer. that was what she wanted. as her thoughts stayed on hugging the little blue poke'mon, her body acted all on its own, as she darted forwards. her wings came up, and aimed to whap at the horsea.
" what could possibly be taking her so long?" the rufflet asked, as he looked around for their swablu friend. " i honestly don't know, it must be pretty intense. " the delibird responded, as he, too, turned his head. " i don't even know why they're fighting. " the delibird spoke again, his voice coming off gruff from not being able to spot the blue-and-white companion.
you have encountered a 'swablu' female // level 10 natural cure peck . astonish . growl . sing likes to goof off - derpy - claims to be fot hit by scald burned extremely weak used astonish still conversing. . tags; draa mein liebhaber tune in; deja vu - 3oh3 ;; monster - meg and dia comments; ich modded fuer du <3 [/size][/justify]
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 21, 2011 20:08:56 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Trick felt sort of regretful that he was hurting the Swablu so much. This wasn't just a simple playfight, was it? <Sorry.> He replied, a sad feeling in his chest. She seemed to hesitate, then suddenly launched herself at him, which was startling enough to cause him to gasp and topple backwards, flailing around with his fins. Luckily though he wasn't surprised enough to flinch, but quickly bent back up again. "Water Gun." Lillian commanded, knowing that the weird change in temperatures might throw the Swablu off. The command was carried out; a spurt of water was sent towards his feathered foe, hopefully enough to end it.
<Hm, whatever the reason, it seems like it's ending.> The candle replied as she observed the two opponents going at it.
ATK -1 TRICKLE (M) 12.5 Swift Swim || Sniper Bubble | Smokescreen | Scald | Leer | Water Gun Determined - Selfless - Overbearing Hit by Astonish! Used Water Gun on Swablu!
::litwick:: ::gible::
. . . TUNES|| Nina Sky - Move Ya Body TAGS|| Lillian, Mods <3 TALK|| <33
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Post by CASTAWAY on Dec 21, 2011 20:36:54 GMT -5
dude. she was just trying to protect the baby gible. what was wrong with everyone? she began crying right then. the tears streaming down her face and totally ruining her complexion. she wailed as the cold water hit her, mixing her feelings. the burning sensation was not good. not good at all. it felt like she was totally withering away. in a desert that was torching her to death. the swablu tumbled down, wrapping herself up in her fluffy wings. crying. fainting. dying.
the rufflet and delibird gasped in shock, eyes widening. for srs. you could see their eyeballs through the bush or whatever they were hiding in. delibird was staring at swablu. rufflet was gawping at the girl. wtf was wrong with her man, he came out, all high and mighty. < YOU KILLED HER! YOU MURDERER! > he bellowed.
you have encountered a 'swablu' female // level 10 natural cure peck . astonish . growl . sing likes to goof off - derpy - claims to be fot hit by water gun ! fainted !you have encountered a 'rufflet' male // level 10 keen eye & sheer force peck . leer . fury attack . wing attack high and mighty - loyal - huff so gruff angry bird[/blockquote][/blockquote] TUNES|| TAGS|| modded! TALK|| your welcome<3 ---------------------[/size]
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 23, 2011 11:40:38 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Lillian felt regret as soon as the Swablu began sobbing, feeling immense guilt with every tear. Unconsciously she rested her hand on her heart, as if holding back the surge of empathy for the tears of the bird. Many times she'd cried when she was young, and she was unintentionally absorbing that feeling from the cloud-winged creature. Maybe the Swablu had just been playing a game. Maybe she was just messing with her! Either way, Lillian felt like she'd just crushed the poor bird under her heel.
Pale, she took a few steps towards the Swablu, intending to heal it with a potion, when she heard an accusation from the bird that 'you killed her, you murderer.' It made her feel even worse than she already did, and that was already pretty bad. She stared at the Rufflet for a long moment, eyes flashing as if she was going to cry. "I-I didn't kill her." She responded in a quiet, quivering voice, adopting an defensive expression and continuing towards the Swablu, taking a Potion out of her bag and spraying it on the bird. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry." Lillian said gently, her voice light and full of regret.
Litwick was quietly skeptical of the two birds' behavior in calling the nice lady a murderer. She'd witnessed a few battles before, and the fainted Pokémon was usually alive. <Hey, she didn't do anything wrong. I don't think the puffy bird is dead.> The Swablu protested with worry, her light shining brighter. <Yeah, can't you see she's sad?> Trick, Lillian's shiny Horsea, joined in, glaring at the Rufflet and Deilbird. Were they fools?
Gible saw the Swablu descend to the ground and assumed that the bird was still awake, just that she wanted to see him. Growling happily, the dragon bounded up to the bird and hugged her. The action made Lillian think. Did she really deserve the Gible? But after that, the dragon sensed the human's tears and ran towards her as well, hugging her leg with a dragonly purr.
Used on Swablu
TRICKLE (M) 12.5 Swift Swim || Sniper Bubble | Smokescreen | Scald | Leer | Water Gun Determined - Selfless - Overbearing Levels?
. . . TUNES|| None TAGS|| Lillian, Mods <3 TALK|| Don't forget levels, cast. <3 It went for more than a full page, so how much levels do I deserve for it~?
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Post by Aly on Dec 23, 2011 15:16:16 GMT -5
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The tiny bird could feel tears forming now as he watched his friend lay motionless on the ground, look at her, how could they say she wasn't dead! <You're lying!> the Rufflet screamed out, stomping his claw on the ground and letting out a little sob, then things all kind of went black for him. He saw the girl reach into her bad for something...it had to be a pokeball, she wanted to catch his friend! The rufflet quickly jumped between the girl and the Swablu, letting out a loud kaw as he jumped toward her, snapping him beak and waving his claws around at her as he tried to hit her in any way possible. <You stay away from her!> He screamed out before running back to the Swablu and keeping the Gibble away from her with an angry clatter of his beak <No one gets near her!> He warned, his wings flapping franticly now, he was totally losing it in his mourning for his friend, who wasn't even actually dead.
RUFFLET Level: 10 Type: Gender: Male Abilities: Keen eye & Sheer force Attacks: peck | leer | fury attack | wing attack Personality: high and mighty - loyal - huff so gruff Used: Fury Attck Hit By: noneStatus: Protecting Swablu
The older male of the group crossed his wings over his chest as he left the bush, he had already realized that the Swablu wasn't actually dead, but seeing how the Rufflet was going on made him know that he wasn't going to be able to be talked out of this. <You're gonna need to beat him down> The gift bird called out, hoping the trainer would hear him and send one of her Pokémon to just get the poor young rufflet to calm down enough to be reasoned with. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Comments: +1.5 levels to Horsea Words thoughts
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 24, 2011 13:36:41 GMT -5
l i l l i a n g r o v e s Lillian was puzzled as she continued to hear the accusations ringing loudly in her sensitive ears. Just before she used it on the Swablu, she heard the beating of wings and looked up in horror at the Rufflet - just as he raised his claws and beak. Talons slashed across her cheek and ripped at her clothes, drawing spurts of blood as she let out a cry of pain, dropping the unused Potion on the grass next to Swablu and staggering backwards from the Rufflet. She pressed a hand to her cheek and looked at the blood, becoming dizzy at the sight of it. Being a nurse and all, she managed to calm herself despite it. Gible let out a squeal of fear as the Rufflet targeted him too; he scrambled away in fear that he'd attack him too. The smell of blood drew his attention, which he now pinned on Lillian with fear in his eyes. "Don't worry about me," Lillian told him tremulously, shuddering with pain as she searched in her bag for something to quell the bleeding. She found a recently washed rag and pressed it to her wounds, feeling the blood soak into the cloth. Suddenly she heard Delibird's cry vividly in her ears, telling her to beat him.
"Enigma." She called out, trying to retain the strength in her voice but failing. The pain was visible in her eyes as she winced with every dab of the cloth. The Natu looked upon her with only a hint of concern, expecting her to be able to pull through. Besides, he wasn't more than acquaintances with her at this point, so what did he care? If she died, he wasn't expected to mourn. <Orders.> He spoke. "Leer and Peck the Rufflet." Lillian was now dabbing disinfectant on her wounds, trembling with agony. But this agony would be nothing compared to if the injuries were infected with whatever germs were on the Rufflet's claws.
The Natu turned to face the designated target, then took flight with his petite wings, aiming a Leer at the Rufflet with his cold, cool eyes. Then he dove, attempting to drill his beak into the Rufflet's head.
Litwick was riled up from the very moment the Rufflet had dared to attack such a fragile human. <Rufflet, what is wrong with you!?> She shouted in an excited voice, barely able to contain her concern for the situation. The smell of the human's blood deeply moved her; she hadn't seen a human harmed like that by a wild pokemon. A shred of her innocence was crushed. The Delibird's idea seemed good to her. If Rufflet needed to be beaten down, she'd help out. Floating towards the eagle chick, she let out a burst of flame at him.
The baby was trembling, stepping backwards from the fight, letting out a cry of worry. Why was everyone suddenly so sad and mad? Lillian reached out with one arm and pulled the baby dragon close, gently stroking him. "It'll be okay, baby. Mommy's here." She consoled gently, which set the Gible at ease a little. Trick was on her other side, looking worried for her. What else could he do? He too was weak from the last battle.
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::natu:: ENIGMA (M) 11.5 PSYCHIC / FLYING SYNCHRONIZE || EARLY BIRD PECK | LEER | NIGHT SHADE | TELEPORT Intelligent - Riddler - Egotistical - Manipulative - Strategic Sent out! Used Leer & Peck on Rufflet!
::litwick:: UNNAMED (F) 5 GHOST / FIRE FLASH FIRE || FLAME BODY EMBER | ASTONISH | MINIMIZE | SMOG Gentle - Prone to Excitement - Panics - Thinks Quickly - Friendly Used Ember on Rufflet!
. . . TUNES|| Vampire Weekend - Run TAGS|| Lillian, Mods <3 TALK|| <3333
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Post by tomackze on Dec 24, 2011 17:38:48 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 Rufflet knew this would happen immediately as he took the girl to be all talk and no action, and he was proven right when she started to use two Pokémon against him. >Don't you dare get anywhere near her!< He still said, protecting the Swablu as he was iht by the leer and peck of the Natu before the candle decided to burn him a bit with it's ember attack.
>You have others fooled but I am on to your tricks!< He said defensively as he immediately gave both Pokémon a quick leer before charging after the weaker one (the candle) with his wings out in hopes of slashing right through the Pokémon. Hopefully he doesn't also get burned trying to do that!!
As this occurred, the Delibird quickly sighed as it seemed that the girl really did it now. >Look what you did. Now he's even angrier than before.< The Delibird quickly sighed. He immediately threw a present at Lillian now, sending it to her in a nicely closed and gifted basket. >Don't open it yet! I will tell you when to use it!< He said.
That was awfully nice of him!
(-1 defense) Level: 10 | Type: Flying/Normal | Gender: Male Abilities: Keen eye & Sheer force Attacks: peck | leer | fury attack | wing attack Personality: high and mighty - loyal - huff so gruff Status: Protecting Swablu Hit by Leer, Peck, and EmberUsed Leer on both. And Wing Attack on Litwick (Unnamed)Here is a present. I'll tell you when to use it!
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