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Post by JUNK on Nov 19, 2011 18:26:21 GMT -5
Cayse quickly took the Zubat off his tail, already on the verge of crying. She ran towards his 'daddy' and jumped into his arms. She buried her face in his shoulder and started to cry and cry until she fell asleep from exhaustation.
Nathan caught the Abra flying towards him. When she started to bawl, he shook his head and smiled. "There, there Cayse. it wasn't that bad. Be happy you won your first fight." Since he didn't get an answer from her, he looked down at the psychic in his amrs. She was sleeping. The trainer took out a dusty pokeball from his pocket and released a Pokémon he never used before.
A small, but bulky blue Pokémon appeared, stretching out and yawning happily. The baby Machop smiled when he saw his trainer, happy to see him again. "Could you carry her while we're travelling Tyson?" The boy handed him a sleeping Abra whom he accpeted joyfully and slouched her over his shoulder. "Leave it to me, Nat!
Level 5.5, Female Synchronize & Inner Focus Teleport, Guard Swap, Thunderpunch Uranophobiac - Thinks Nathan's her father - Desperate to show her worth AsleepLevel 1, Male Guts & No Guard Low Kick, Leer, Tickle, Thunderpunch Optimistic - Hard working - Naive Carrying Cayse
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Post by DR-@@GON on Nov 19, 2011 23:46:44 GMT -5
DURANT appeared ! A Durant was walking along the path, looking for some poor pokemon or trainer to harass. Fortunately for him, Nathan and his pokemon were approaching just then. The ant watched them, noticing that the Machop was carrying an Abra on his shoulder. Somehow this struck a bad chord with him. Time to bust some 'mons.
<Hey, why're you carrying a girl? She can walk by herself!> The ant roared, slinging a cloud of sand towards Machop before attempting to Vice Grip the Abra and plop her onto the ground where she belonged. Hmph, women were always expecting so much from men. He couldn't allow that!
::durant:: MALE lv 6 BUG / STEEL SWARM || HUSTLE VICE GRIP | SAND ATTACK | FURY CUTTER Clumsy - Insolent - Chip on Shoulder - Strange Ideals
TUNES|| Derp TAGS|| Modded ! TALK|| Lolol chauvinistic Durant :'D
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Post by JUNK on Nov 20, 2011 9:28:15 GMT -5
Tyson stopped when he noticed something on the road, looking around restlessly. At the sight of the strange, mean-looking bug, approaching them, shouting something about walking, he cocked his head. <'Scuse me? I'm sorry, but I didn't hear you.>
Instead of repeating itself, the grey ant kicked sand into the Machop's eyes. The fighting type was caught off guard by the surprise attack and he accidentally dropped the sleeping Cayse. Luckily for the Abra, Nathan saw what happened and before the Durant could vicegrip her, picked the psychic up. "What's your problem? Are you picking a fight?"
When he managed to wipe out the dirt out of his burning eyes, Tyson roared angrily and threw himself at the metal insect, trying to kick it in the face with the sole of his feet.
::abra:: Level 5.5, Female Synchronize & Inner Focus Teleport, Guard Swap, Thunderpunch Uranophobiac - Thinks Nathan's her father - Desperate to show her worth Asleep
::machop:: [- 1 accuracy] Level 1, Male Guts & No Guard Low Kick, Leer, Tickle, Thunderpunch Optimistic - Hard working - Naive Hit with Sand-Attack! Used Low Kick on Durant
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Post by Hamham on Nov 20, 2011 9:41:01 GMT -5
Pokemon Encounter ! Durant scoffed at the Machop. <My problem? You're the one waiting on her hand and foot!> He shook his head slowly as the Abra was transferred to the trainer. <Pathetic.>He was prepared for an attack, but still, it hurt! With a cry, he launched at the Machop with another Vice Grip. <You carry her, yet you're so weak.> He sneered, sure of a victory if it kept up like this. ::Durant:: Lvl 6, MALE Bug/Steel Swarm | Hustle Vice Grip, Sand Attack, Fury Cutter Clumsy - Insolent - Chip on shoulder - Strange Ideals Used Vice Grip TUNES: Cinderella Darling (How to Succeed in Business without Really Trying) TAGS: MODDED! TALK: ...
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Post by JUNK on Nov 20, 2011 10:20:10 GMT -5
Tyson was shaking with excitement, adrenalin rushing to his head as he watched the Durant cry out in pain from his attack. He felt awesome; he was having his first battle! He watched the ant run towards him, trying to grab him with its pincers. He gasped for air as the vicegrip squeezed him hard, cutting off his air supply. <Can't. Breathe!
The Machop tried to struggle free, but the opponent's grip was too strong. He grunted, coughing up blood as the vicegrip tightened. He quickly grabbed the Durant's head andstarted to tickle it, trying to make it let go. He started flailing with his legs too and tried to kick the pokemon in the face.
::machop:: Level 1, Male Guts & No Guard Low Kick, Leer, Tickle, Thunderpunch Optimistic - Hard working - Naive Hit with Vicegrip! Weakening Used Tickle and Low Kick
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Post by CASTAWAY on Nov 20, 2011 13:43:34 GMT -5
pokemon encounter ! almost as soon as he'd gripped the pathetic machop, he was met with ticklish feelings. he had just about rolled over, his mouth opening in order to let out his gasping breath. if he laughed any harder, he'd crack a rib. no wait, he already had! he let out a gasp of pain when he finally got up. even so. the flailing machop sent a good hard kick to his face. it didn't necessarily hurt, but with his defense so low he bent down to the ground. he couldn't stop now! this pokemon was weak!
no, he would not bow down to this.. machop. this thing that threatened his reputation. no! with a mighty heave, he lunged forward, aiming to use sand-attack. trying to make the machop's accuracy fail in order to come back around with another vice-grip. yes, that would do! that would do just fine!
Attack -1, Defense -1 Lvl 6, MALE Bug/Steel Swarm | Hustle Vice Grip, Sand Attack, Fury Cutter Clumsy - Insolent - Chip on shoulder - Strange Ideals Used Vice Grip & Sand-Attack![/blockquote][/blockquote] TUNES|| TAGS|| modded! TALK|| ---------------------[/size]
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Post by JUNK on Nov 21, 2011 12:33:08 GMT -5
The sand cloud obscured Tyson view completely. He tried to find his way out of it, but suddenly, he felt a cold on his back. He whirled around, legs ready to kick the owner of the icy look, but before they could reach the Durant, it grabbed him with its strong pincers again. The Machop knew what was coming next. He felt the air getting squeezed out of his chest, his ribs cracking and his vision blurring.
His consciousness started to fade, his eyelids feeling heavy. The Machop clenched his fist and punched himself. And again. And again. Finally, the pain managed to chase away his sleepiness and he quickly grabbed the ant's pincers, trying to push them apart. He pushed and pushed, his muscles tensing, the veins bulging out on his arms, as he was desperately trying to free himself. Unfortunately, the opponent's grip proved to be too powerful and, using up the last bit of his energy left, Tyson fainted.
Nathan took out the fighting type's pokeball and pointed it towards the Pokémon. A light shot out of the sphere, enveloping Tyson and pulling it into the ball. "It's your turn Dimitri." Another capsule was taken out and a Darumaka was released. It cracked a grin at the sight of the Durant. Without waiting for his trainer's commands,he shot a small fire pillar towards the bug type, wanting to end the fight quickly.
Level 1, Male Guts & No Guard Low Kick, Leer, Tickle, Thunderpunch Optimistic - Hard working - Naive Hit with Sand-Attack & Vicegrip!FaintedLevel 10, Male Hustle Tackle, Rollout, Incinerate, Focus Punch, Rage Easygoing - Jolly - Russian Used Incinerate
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Post by Kathryn on Nov 21, 2011 13:17:26 GMT -5
Durant were both bug and steel types, so that meant a major disadvantage when it came to battling fire types. When the fire, designed to burn berries to a crisp, wreathed around the dual type, a piercing metallic screech split the skies. The intense agony sent the dual type thrashing, but the fire just wouldn’t go out!
After a moment the bug and steel type went limp, the remaining flames lapping at his thin skin and pretty much burning him to mush. All that was left there was a bunch of ashes really. Ashes to ashes, I guess. From the shadows, a Pokémon shrank back with a choked, horrified and miserable sob. Was that possibly the Durant’s parent or sibling? Whatever it was, it had witnessed the untimely demise of the Durant.
Oh dear.
Attack -1, Defense -1 Lvl 6, MALE Bug/Steel Swarm | Hustle Vice Grip, Sand Attack, Fury Cutter Clumsy - Insolent - Chip on shoulder - Strange Ideals Hit by Incinerate (Ultra Effective, x4 Damage) Burned to death :x Oh dear, brutal... +1 level to Machop No levels for Dmitri.
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Post by JUNK on Nov 22, 2011 15:08:32 GMT -5
Both Nathan's and Dimitri's eyes widened in horror, as they watched the Durant burn to ashes. They wanted to help the bug type, but they couldn't move. They were completely frozen. When the fire stopped, the small Darumaka looked up at his trainer, his face terrfied and scared. <Boss...is zis my fault?> He was shaking uncontrollably, bewildered by the cruel sight he experienced.
The boy took out a pokeball and touched the fire type's forehead with it. As a red beam enveloped him, slowly turning him into light and the sphere sucking him inside, he shook his head slowly and smiled. "No, it's not." After the Darumaka was safely in his ball, he took out another capturing device and recalled the sleeping Abra, resting in his arms. He shoved the spheres into his bag slowly, staring at the bug type's remains. "I'm sorry."
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Post by DR-@@GON on Nov 22, 2011 23:53:56 GMT -5
SUNKERN appeared! It was hardly a moment after the Durant got burned to absolute ash when suddenly a glint of sunlight reflected off something floating down from the sky. After a few moments, it became clear that it was a Sunkern that was gracing their presence. The seed was floating straight for the ashen corpse of the fallen Durant, burrowing into it just so his head was sticking out of the dirt.
<Mmm... dead ant. Delicious.> The Sunkern remarked in a discustible voice as he sprouted his roots and collected the fresh nutrients of the Durant's exhausts.
Well, this was kind of gross and disturbing. Was it a good idea to interact with this seed?
::sunkern:: MALE lv 4 GRASS CHLOROPHYLL || SOLAR POWER ABSORB | GROWTH Cruel - Sickly - Creepy - Has Violent Outbursts Feeding on the dead Durant
TUNES|| None TAGS|| Modded ! TALK|| <333
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Post by JUNK on Nov 27, 2011 6:31:52 GMT -5
Nathan walked away, completely ignoring the Sunkern. AND NOT A SINGLE FUCK WAS GIVEN THAT DAY.
ooc: no muse. sorry.
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Post by Kathryn on Nov 27, 2011 7:04:33 GMT -5
What’s this? Up ahead there was a group of at least ten Pokémon, but there only seemed to be five that were important. What were they...? They were singing! Holy crap, they were singing! There did seem to be a crowd around the five as they walked down a set path, cameras rolling down around them. Oh, they were making a music video! Woah, this sure looks interesting!
The five Pokémon that were currently being recorded smiled as they sang, moving with a deliberate slowness, smiling handsomely while the female Pokémon looked on with comical hearts for eyes. It seemed as though these five were idols among Route One, but what they were shooting a music video for was unclear.
A Minccino that was the second left of the line smoothly purred, “And see you once again, my looove~” Oh, Westlife, that’s cool! It sounded like the song My Love! Would the trainer stop to listen? Maybe help with the shooting of the music video? Security? Looked like some of those crazy fangirls were gonna try and get to the singers if they weren't held back.
LINED UP, SINGING IN THIS ORDER. ALL MALE. ::Buizel:: ::Minccino:: ::Zigzagoon:: ::Purrloin:: ::Chatot:: *Notes to other mods. This plot is based on the band Westlife, their song My Love. They're all lined up in that order if you want to give them the actual name references if this gets anywhere~
Jun, if you want to interact with any of the singers just put it down and a mod should post their stats. Try not to talk to them all if you don't need to XD Don't want to confuse the mods. Have fun~
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Post by JUNK on Nov 27, 2011 8:34:47 GMT -5
Nathanwas in the middle of completely wiping out the memory of what he just saw, a Durant turning to ashes and a Sunkern eating its remains, when he heard a song. It wasn't the kind he liked, he more of a rock person, but he had to admit, it wasn't that bad. Though the singers voices sounded awfully high pitched. It hurt his ears.
When he tried to look for the source of the singing, he noticed five Pokémon. They were surrounded by fangirls, with their arms reached out for the five creature in the middle. "So these guys are the singers, huh?" This piqued the brunet's interest so he stopped behind the fangirls and decided to listen to the rest of the song. Unfortunately, the fans were screaming so loudly he couldn't hear a thing. The trainer shook his head and started to shove the pokemons out of the way and got closer to the singers. He stood between the crazy fangirls and the 'five'. He kinda looked like a bodyguard, holding back those psychos.
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Post by FOTLY on Nov 27, 2011 17:41:09 GMT -5
you know i can make your
They were still singing. The fangirls were still going crazy. It looked as though they were going to stop the music video to just get these stupid fangirls under control. All of a sudden, the Buizel saw Nathan. >Hey, you!< He pointed a paw in the direction of the trainer. >Hold these chicks back, they're getting annoying!< He sounded rather commanding. . . Would Nathan listen? Well, he didn't really care. Just so long as these fangirls were to calm themselves.
>I'm holding on forever ~< They all sang together, kind of swaying in place. >I'm reaching for a love that seemed so far ~< the Minccino sang, before the guys all joined in together. >So I say a little prayer, and hope my dreams will take me there ~ Where the skies are blue, to see you once again, my love ~< The fangirls went crazy at that line, jumping up and down. Sweet lord, if Nathan didn't step in and hold them back, things were going to get ugly!
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Post by JUNK on Dec 2, 2011 13:47:11 GMT -5
Nathan looked at the raging fangirls behind him. He was regretting his decision to listen to the song, now he'll have to hold back the crazy fans. "Please, calm down. You're bothering the singers." The boy detached two pokeballs from his belt and released two pokemons.
The first to be sent out was a golden Krabby. It looked grumpy, he was woken up from a very sweet dream. It opened its mouth, ready to shout his trainer's head off when he heard the screaming Pokémon. He slammed the ground with one of his pincers and shot them a cold glare. <Shut up.> Karkat was in a very bad mood.
The other creature was a seahorse. I mean a Horsea. The blue water type looked around curiously. It was the first time it was sent out by its trainer since he got it from a Delibird poke-hybrid. That little girl was very perverted.
Level 9, Male Hyper Cutter & Shell Armor Mud Sport, Bubble, Vicegrip, Ancientpower, Leer Grouchy - Ill-tempered - Only nice to those he cares about MADLevel 5, Female Swift Swim & Sniper Bubble, Smokescreen Careful - Strategist - Hates bullies
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 2, 2011 14:36:11 GMT -5
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The quintet of Pokemon singers sang the final verse of the song, making the fangirls go wild with their dramatic finish. They moved around and came together like a flower, then burst away from each other with arms and wings extended as if they were blooming. It was truly exciting to watch, especially for Pokemon that were as bored as they were in this dump of a route.
It was time for autographs, and each of the singers panted as they took out pens and started to tend to each individual fan. Some wanted their items signed, others wanted marks on their bodies, some very inappropriate but were done so anyways. The Buizel was the cockiest of the group, but everyone seemed to want the Minccino's attention, causing some envy in the water type.
Eventually it would be Nathan's turn to get involved with the singer Pokemon, but there were so many of them. They all looked pretty tired after the show, so it was probably best to only mess with a few of them.
::buizel:: ::zigzagoon:: ::minccino:: ::purrloin:: ::chatot::
Finished their song--signing autographs
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Post by JUNK on Dec 11, 2011 7:25:07 GMT -5
Nathan approached the exhausted singers, gently pushing the remaining fangirls out of the way, unlike his violent Krabby who smacked everyone that got in his way. The Horsea was happily tagging along with his trainer, curious about those singing pokemons.
"Excuse me. Do you have a moment?" The boy stopped in front of the Chatot. He never saw this kind of pokemon so he decided to get to know it a little. He didn't know what to ask though.
While he was trying to come up with a question, Karkat started to pick a fight with the buizel. He didn't like its cocky attitude so he thought he'd knock some sense into it. <Hey, asshole. What's with that conceited look on your face?>
Level 9, Male Hyper Cutter & Shell Armor Mud Sport, Bubble, Vicegrip, Ancientpower, Leer Grouchy - Ill-tempered - Only nice to those he cares about Picking a fight with Buizel
::horsea:: Level 5, Female Swift Swim & Sniper Bubble, Smokescreen Careful - Strategist - Hates bullies LALALALA~
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 11, 2011 18:41:34 GMT -5
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The Chatot looked up at the boy that had been so kind as to help them out and allow them to perform, which was when he smiled so easily at the lad's question. <Why, of course.> His voice trilled with musical energy and a whimsical enthusiasm for interaction. His wings were ab it sore from all of the autographs and moving around, but he could spend some time talking to this kind child.
The Buizel kept sending the Minccino jealous looks until a Krabby got fed up and started saying shit about him. He instantly faked a look of confusion as the other singers glanced at him in concern, before shaking their heads. The Buizel would be fine; he was tough enough to handle angry fans like this. <I don't know what you mean, bling boy.> The Buizel shrugged, tails intertwining around each other as he shrugged at the Krabby.
<If you got a problem with me, you might as well take it up with your manager.> He motioned towards Nathan, and continued to sound as haughty and innocent as ever. <Then maybe my manager can talk to yours, and we can arrange something.> He chuckled, wondering what the Krabby would say about that.
::chatot:: Level 6|Male Keen Eye|Tangled Feet Peck|Growl Performer - Poetic - Philosopher
::buizel:: Level 7|Male Swift Swim Sonicboom|Growl|Water Sport Quick Attack|Water Gun Cocky - Edgy - Performer
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Post by JUNK on Dec 28, 2011 16:57:14 GMT -5
Nathan scratched his head, still hinking about a good question he could ask from the Chatot. Since the silence started to get awkward, he quickly came up with something. "So, how did you guys get together? It must be an interesting story." The boy wasn't really interested in their backstory, but this way he could pass some time.
<Manager? Nah, he's just a kid.> He started walking towards his trainer, turning his back on the fellow water type. This weakling wasn't worth the trouble.
Level 9, Male Hyper Cutter & Shell Armor Mud Sport, Bubble, Vicegrip, Ancientpower, Leer Grouchy - Ill-tempered - Only nice to those he cares about MehLevel 5, Female Swift Swim & Sniper Bubble, Smokescreen Careful - Strategist - Hates bullies TRALALALALA~
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Dec 28, 2011 20:12:49 GMT -5
Level 6|Male Keen Eye|Tangled Feet Peck|Growl Performer - Poetic - Philosopher Level 7|Male Swift Swim Sonicboom|Growl|Water Sport Quick Attack|Water Gun Cocky - Edgy - Performer
Chatot fluffed up his feathers and turned to the trainer. <Oh I guess.> He fluttered up into the air a few feet and took a small bow before he began to tell the story of how they met. It was a grandiose tale. But most of it was faked and the parts that weren't made up were grossly exaggerated. Meanwhile Buizel was rolling his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. <Oh yeah, cause he doesn't manage you all that well.> He muttered to the Krabby and then suddenly turned and stared at Chatot. <Would you quit making things up just to get an audience?> He sighed and rolled his eyes.
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