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Post by Logan Douglas on Feb 14, 2012 0:39:02 GMT -5
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Post by freeziepop on Feb 14, 2012 0:57:04 GMT -5
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digging is worthless revolve is digging It was unlike Reese to be in such a filthy place. The scientist pushed the glasses farther up his face as he studied his surroundings intensely. He wanted fieldwork, and he definitely got it. Followed closely by his cacnea, Revolve, the man stopped suddenly.
"Did you hear that?" he mumbled to Revolve. The pokemon shook his head, creeping up behind the man and clinging to his leg. "I...I don't think we're alone..." he said pointlessly, starting to walk again. He paid no attention to the cactus clinging to his leg, or the throbbing he now felt because of the spikes. He rounded a corner and nearly smacked into Logan.
"H-hey! Who're you?" he said quietly. It didn't really matter. Revolve detached himself from Reese's leg and waddled over to the one of the far walls. Slowly he poked at it, feeling the rock crumble. It was definitely not as hard as it looked.
REVOLVE the CACNEA level 21.5 POISON STING - LEER - LEECH SEED - ABSORB - GROWTH - THUNDERPUNCH - PIN MISSILE |
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Post by Logan Douglas on Feb 14, 2012 1:28:17 GMT -5
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Post by freeziepop on Feb 14, 2012 1:43:08 GMT -5
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digging is worthless revolve is digging Reese shyly held out his hand, placing it in Logan's. "Reese," he mumbled so low that he was barely audible. He wasn't used to dealing with other people, but something about the man didn't seem like a threat. He had an odd pokemon with him, a strange buffalo with an afro. "W-what's that?" he asked timidly, drawing near to the pokemon. He'd never seen anything like it before.
Revolve glanced up. He was much smaller than Bouffalant and the gruff look of the pokemon scared him a little. Still, he poked at the wall, feeling more of it crumble. He motioned for Reese to follow him, but the man wasn't paying attention.
"Why are you down here, anyway?" he asked Logan. "It's kind of an odd place for a, for a trainer."
REVOLVE the CACNEA level 21.5 POISON STING - LEER - LEECH SEED - ABSORB - GROWTH - THUNDERPUNCH - PIN MISSILE |
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Post by Logan Douglas on Feb 14, 2012 2:07:47 GMT -5
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Post by freeziepop on Feb 14, 2012 17:56:31 GMT -5
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digging is worthless revolve is digging Store? Shards? Although he was lugging a pickaxe in one hand, he'd mostly forgotten about the digging aspect of the 'adventure'. He'd found his axe abandoned near a wall and was going to return it to the surface. He'd entered the cave through a back entrance, away from the masses. Scientist foolishly thought it was his cave, and the next big scientific discovery. His face fell when he realized it was probably just another tourist attraction.
"It's nice down here," Reese said finally. He tried to lift the pickaxe but it swung over his shoulder and hit the ground with a thud. He struggled to lift it, feeling his arms shake under the measly weight of the object. "I like it because it's quiet. You can think down here, unlike the cities," he mumbled between grunts, finally managing to lift the pickaxe.
Revolve gasped, staggering backwards in fear. Bouffalant went insane on the rocks, shattering several and leaving the cacnea both afraid and impressed. <How'd you do that!?> he asked hesitantly, smashing his arms into the wall. <OW! MY ARMS!>
REVOLVE the CACNEA level 21.5 POISON STING - LEER - LEECH SEED - ABSORB - GROWTH - THUNDERPUNCH - PIN MISSILE |
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Post by Logan Douglas on Feb 15, 2012 15:02:42 GMT -5
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Post by freeziepop on Feb 15, 2012 19:17:10 GMT -5
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digging is worthless revolve is digging Timid cacnea offered his new companion a shaky smile. <You're strong!> he said uselessly, not sure whether he was about to be trampled to death or not. The threat seemed very real. Arms still throbbing from the reckless smash, he poked at the wall and collected a pretty rock that fell away. <Ooooh! Look at this one! It's BLUE!>
"What's wrong with your face?" Reese arched a thick black eyebrow at Logan. He wasn't sure if the man was about to try something funny, and was silently glad he had the pickaxe. At the word 'fossil' his ears perked up, and stupid half-smile spread across his face. Light from seemingly nowhere reflected off his glasses as he pushed them farther up his nose, and a very creepily nerdy laugh escaped his lips. "Fossils you say? I'm always interested in fossils. I didn't see the man, though..." his voice got quiet again. "But this can only mean one thing!"
He attempted to lift the pickaxe again, and heaved it at one of the walls nearest to him. A few shards of dirt and rock chipped away. It wasn't as easy as the Pokémon made it look. "I will relieve him of all of his fossils! HUEHUEHUEHUE!"
Revolve stopped what he was doing and turned to stare at his trainer, mouth agape. <The fuck?>
REVOLVE the CACNEA level 21.5 POISON STING - LEER - LEECH SEED - ABSORB - GROWTH - THUNDERPUNCH - PIN MISSILE
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ooc - was using the wrong template <3 this is my actual team, hahaha. I copied it from an earlier post on my journey by accident~
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Post by Logan Douglas on Feb 19, 2012 9:23:22 GMT -5
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Post by freeziepop on Mar 1, 2012 14:18:06 GMT -5
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digging is worthless revolve is digging Revolve nodded. <Okay! I can do that!> he let out a giggle as he gathered rocks into his arms, clutching as many as he could before moving them into a small pile on the side. Dust and debris filled the air and it was a bit hard for the young cacnea to see. As he walked back to the rock wall, he ran face-first into Elliot's rear leg. <Owwwwie!>
Reese didn't pay attention. Beads of sweat dripped down his forehead as he heaved the heavy pickaxe into the wall. A few shards of rock chipped away from the wall and he let out a devilish laugh. "The fossils... They will be MINE!"
It was quite a sight.
REVOLVE the CACNEA level 21.5 POISON STING - LEER - LEECH SEED - ABSORB - GROWTH - THUNDERPUNCH - PIN MISSILE
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Post by Logan Douglas on Mar 3, 2012 12:52:03 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h99/houndoomXdelta/de.png); width: 500px; -moz-border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border: 1px dashed #000000][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -15px; text-align: center;]blew down the doors to let me in[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -3px]shattered windows[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -25px; letter-spacing: 8px; text-shadow: 1px 0px 0px #000000, 1px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 0px 0px #000000, 0px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 1px 0px #000000, 0px -1px 0px #000000;]and the sounds of drums[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-top: -5px; text-align: center; margin-bottom: 10px]people couldn't believe what I'd become[/style] [style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙words : num; ♙tags: ppl; ♙lyrics: viva la vida by coldplay;[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-left: 5px; width: 450px; margin-top: 5px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; text-align: justify; letters-spacing: 2px;]revolutionaries wait, for my head on a silver plate[/style][style=background-color: #111111; padding: 5px; width: 447px; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #5b5b5b;] The bouffoulant didn't even noticed the catus pokemon bump into his leg, he felt the pain from the needles, but took it out on the wall even more. His rage increased his attack which caused hi mto crumble even more of the wall into dust causing more things to drops. Logan wondered who he had gotten himself into this with, the guy seemed to be completely obsessed with those fossils. He supposed it didn't matter, he had a partner, and thats what he needed to get his own needs from the shop, those Hms would come in handy. He probably looked strange his face not showing any strain or discomfort as the sweat rolled off his own brow, while he swung the pickaxe deep into the rock causing minimal amounts of damage compared to his Pokemon, but at least he was doing something " speaking" [/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-right: 5px; width: 450px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; text-align: right; letters-spacing: 2px;]just a puppet on a lonely string, oh who would ever want to be king[/style][style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: center; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙PoH: ;[/style] credit to ZETTA! of LS & BTN |
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