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Post by Kathryn on Oct 31, 2011 16:29:43 GMT -5
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Joseph called to the Eevee and her ears twitched attentively. With reckless abandon she skittered along the edge of the oak bridge-balcony, her claws scrabbling against the oak, and pounced at his ankle. She gnawed at his leg playfully until he pulled her up with a chuckle into his arms. She squeaked and hopped up, clawing her way up his arm and onto his shoulder where she plonked herself and nibbled on his ear with sharp baby canine teeth. She knew it was distracting him but she frankly didn’t care and wriggled closer to his neck for warmth.
“Settle down for the while,” Joseph told the energetic vixen patiently with a smile. “I promise you’ll get to run around soon, but stay close to me for now please.” The fox understood him for the most part and blinked, nodding and approaching the edge of his shoulder. She sniffed along his jaw to take in his scent and pushed her claws against his shoulder, lifting her rump up and looking down at the floor. Knowing what she wanted, he smiled and lifted his arms into a ‘cradle’ and the silver Eevee slipped into his arms and settled down. The soft rocking movements he created as he walked soothed her and she folded her paws under her as Joseph stroked her mane. Spirit walked cautiously beside the dark skinned male, listening out for any signs of Pokémon.
'I'm going to be the best battler ever!' Declared the Eevee to herself as she thought. She couldn't speak yet, but she would. Soon. Her claws itched to run and she wriggled restlessly in Joseph's arm, seeking more affection from him. What more could she want? She already had one of his arms scratching behind her ear. 'But first,' she went on to herself with determination, 'I need to wrestle something!' How would she wrestle anything at the current strength level she had? She frowned and flattened herself in her trainer's arms and pretended she was stalking her prey. Seconds later, Joseph growled calmly and patiently from above. She'd just sunk her teeth into his wrist!
WORDS - ### | TAG - tag here | NOTES - notes here SpiritLevel 16 - F EeveeLevel 2 - F Cutecutecutecutecute!
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Post by Sheepy on Nov 1, 2011 7:15:42 GMT -5
Gender: Male Level: 16 Ability: Simple + Unaware Moves: Tackle, growl, Defence Curl, Rollout Personality: Obsessed with Butts; Likes to show anyone passing his own butt; Like to sing as well; Blind as a bat; A secret Alcoholic that takes the piss out of everyone "I like big butts and I cannot lie!" The bidoof sang, whilst swaying back and force, wiggling his butt one way to another without a care in the world. In fact, he would be over the moon if some one came along and complimented him on his butt; it made him swell up with pride. "You other brothers can't deny~" The bidoof continued singing with his eyes closed, slowly making his way into the direction of Mawely; if he continued dance-walking at this rate, he would eventually walk into he trainer; unfortunately however, due to his terrible sight anyway, he wouldn't be able to spot the trainer until he was literally stepping on his foot. Another thing that could lead the bidoof into trouble was that he hadn't had anything else to drink today apart from his beloved Whiskey; when he was feeling down or hadn't received a compliment, it was the only thing that helped him make the day better, and today was one of those days. So then what are you going to do? Ignore the bidoof and continue on your journey, or compliment the drunk and make him feel better for the rest of the day so that he doesn't drink more alcohol?
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Post by Kathryn on Nov 1, 2011 12:28:21 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #e7f1fa url('http://www.wallpapernews.info/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/saving-private-ryan3.jpg') repeat-y; ] This is my family... Chocolate simply wouldn’t remain still. As the vixen started wriggling in his arms again, Joseph had an idea. He veered off of the path – consequently ignoring the Bidoof that passed by moments later – and placed her down on the cool, crisp grass. She mewled in confusion as he rose again, leaving her on the dew-blessed morning plants and reached into his pocket for something. Meanwhile, Chocolate buried her nose into the flowerbed, sniffing at it before she let out a sneeze. Planting a few licks on her paws the vixen drew the forelimbs over her face to wash herself before planting all four paws back safely on the ground and blinking at her trainer curiously.
He knelt down in front of her and revealed a small black box that seemed to have golden ribbon threaded through it. She gazed at it and leaned forward, sniffing it. Joseph’s scent was wreathed all over it; there was a catch which she nibbled on before Joseph smiled and unclipped it. Inside was the most beautiful silver bell with an indigo tie that she’d ever seen. Well it was the only bell she’d ever seen but still. Her eyes lit up and her chest puffed out as she stared at the precious item placed before her. It was only when Joseph plucked it out carefully into a strong hand that she realised she’d drifted off into a daydream and she blinked up innocently.
‘Did he get that for me?’ Chocolate asked herself, gazing at the wondrous item as Joseph untied it and reached down towards her. She leaned her head forward, stretching out her neck as the bell was tied perfectly around her mane, the fur hiding the tie for the most part. The bell fell against her silky mane and she stood, causing the bell to jingle slightly. She sniffed at it; the scent of lavender bathed her tongue, and she squeaked with joy and pounced at Joseph, nuzzling into his chest thankfully. ‘Thank you thank you thank you!’ Thought the pleased vixen, content to just lie there with the soothing bell chiming in her Fennec ears. With her now content to simply lie in his arms now, he carried on down the path, walking beside Spirit in the early morning dew.
Also hello I am kath and I don't pay attention to mod posts. So like my pokemon was totally awesome and said hello to the bidoof and waved and OMG i like butthumping. What else can I talk about? Oh yeah so this one really awesome thing happened today, Syl came to visit and said DESU THE GAME and the entire world fucking EXPLODED just like he did on Shamu oh man that chicken suit was hilarious wasn't it?
WORDS - ### | TAG - tag here | NOTES - notes here SpiritLevel 16 - F EeveeLevel 2 - F Cutecutecutecutecute!
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 2, 2011 0:25:13 GMT -5
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Weather Change: Snow!
The Bidoof went away and started to go into the water--sputtering from his mistake, he danced out and headed west. He wasn't about to bother anyone anymore, since he wasn't even going near the trainers and their Pokemon. The day was calm until it actually started to Snow. Soft snowflakes flickered over the area as the temperature simply dropped, but it looked very cute and pretty since it was all completely fresh.
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Post by Kathryn on Nov 2, 2011 11:30:07 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #e7f1fa url('http://www.wallpapernews.info/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/saving-private-ryan3.jpg') repeat-y; ] This is my family... Cold stone walls towered over Joseph as he stalked past them. The clouds had started to gather in the horizon, and soon he was blanketed by them, shrouding the second route in a cover of shadows. The sun still shone but very weakly, and the air suddenly seemed to chill. Spirit whinnied and flattened her ears, wanting to change the weather back to sunny, but she had a feeling that this wasn’t rain. The air was cold, sure, but it didn’t have the same moisture that made her fur prickle. She turned her large body and stood beside Joseph, tightening her fire around herself to keep herself warm as they continued down the route.
Choclolate suddenly shivered, a cute ‘brrrr!’ complaining for her lack of warmth. Her fur fluffed up and she snuggled deeper into Joseph’s warmth. She was glad he was here. Pulling a coat from his bag, he put it on and a Russian-styled hat as well. A soft sprinkle of snow started to fall, and his eyes lit up with amusement as the shiny Eevee’s jaw fell and she wriggled, sitting up in his arms. As a flake fell toward her, she pawed at it, trying to scoop it out of the air and looking curiously to see her catch. She expected to see something, but rather than the small white snowflake, there wasn’t anything there at all.
Joseph wanted to purr as the Eevee blinked in confusion and swiped again, sitting up on her hind legs and trying to scoop and cup the strange, new object from the air and into her paws. What was this? Was it magic? Annoyance flickered in her eyes as time after time the little white specks eluded her, only succeeding in making her paws wet. ‘What’s going on?’ She wanted to ask, but she still couldn’t speak, only managing what sounded like a playful growl. ‘Why are the fluffy clouds falling? Oh no, is it going to fall on top of me? I don’t want to be flattened!’ She blinked to see a white speck flutter gently onto her nose. She squeaked in alarm and fell back, her paws splayed up in the air, claws extended to defend herself. Ebony eyes were wide with fear and confusion and her fur bristled wildly as she tried to fight off the new onslaught of flakes that started to dapple her silvery coat.
‘They’re everywhere!’ She yipped, taking a second look at her coat. Joseph had stopped and was watching the scene with amusement and laughter dancing in his eyes. Chocolate desperately swiped at her face with her paws, trying to wipe away the flakes, but no matter how many she got rid of, they’d just land on her again. She scowled in irritation at the sky, baring cute kitten-like fangs and spreading her paws over Joseph’s arms, digging into the skin. They’d not get his trainer! She’d impress him by fighting them off – all of them! The idea caused a surge of excitement to spread through Chocolate and she jumped to the ground, dropping into an instinctive hunting crouch. These tiny specks of cloud would be no match for her! She’d be the best battler anyone would ever see! With a high pitched ‘roar’ (it sounded more like a fox cub yowling), she pounced, scattering snow everywhere as she skittered about wildly, sinking into the snow. She was winning! The snow wasn’t even putting up a fight! She stopped, laughing childishly and looked back to see if Joseph was still watching her victory. Indeed he was. He was now perched on top of Spirit, warmed by the flame adorning her body. Across the floor where Chocolate had been now lay tiny paw prints and snow drifts that she had kicked up when she jumped. She'd kicked out and sprayed Spirit in the face with it, and she purred as the mare rolled her eyes and plodded along. Through her distraction, imaginging she was a mighty warrior who defeated snow all over the world and was idolised, Spirit nosed her rump kindly. “Come now, fireling,” she ushered, moving her spidery legs around the fox as not to trample her. “Keep moving, or else you’ll catch a chill!”
…COLD! She yelped as her paws froze and bounced off the thin layer of crunchy snow, her fur spiking off in all directions and her ebony claws digging into the air as she hovered for a moment. This stuff was cold! Her breath became visible in front of her maw and she covered her mouth with a paw to feel warmth. Was this warmth her? Spirit nosed the little vixen as she crouched, shivering in the snow, and the mare picked her up by the scruff using her teeth. She passed her to Joseph who went about wrapping a scarf around her and rubbing her fur up the wrong way. She wriggled in protest, growling to show her dislike of the action, but when he didn’t stop, she nipped his wrist again, reaching out with her claws to drag them down his arm. She quickly found that to be a bad idea and pulled herself back into the scarf, licking her wet silvery forepaws free from the weird cloud-spawn or whatever it was. Joseph offered her a piece of candy and the vixen squeaked as she pulled it into her little nest and hid it. If he asked about it later, she'd deny everything. Why would she deny it? She didn't know. What piece of candy? She spat out the wrapper into his hand after a moment and nibbled on the piece of candy hungrily, feeling it give her even more strength than it had before. Her love for Joseph just continued to grow. She’d still protect him from the falling clouds, though. Even though she was annoyed at him for ruffling her fur up. She'd be loyal to her trainer forever, so it was only natural that she would fight off the evil snow! It wasn't to do with the fact that she found it fun to frolic around in the crunchy stuff at all. Nope!
WORDS - ### | TAG - tag here | NOTES - notes here SpiritLevel 16 - F ChocolateLevel 3 - F Ate Rare Candy Cutecutecutecutecute! ASDFGHJKL HEY SPIR, IS THIS RELEVENT TO THE MOD POST NOW? <3
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 2, 2011 13:52:24 GMT -5
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<I'm struttin' dat ass! Strut strut! Big booties flying all around!> A Slakoth was slowly swaying his arms left and right like a pendulum as he wandered on the snow covered ground. He seemed relatively oblivious to the change in weather, but as long as he had all of this fur on his body he'd be fine. He was built for all kinds of seasons so he could be oblivious and in bliss.
There was an Eevee frolicking in the snow, seeming to have fun as he slowwwwly turned his head to look at the young one. How adorable, he should show her his butt. That was his logic as he waved his arms creepily at her while shaking his bum, doing a little dance to get attention.
<Plaaaaay with meeee?> He drawled on with a lazy sounding tone, trying to coax the shiny Eevee into enjoying his company. They could have soooo much fun together if she'd only come closer. The Ponyta and trainer were also nearby, but he didn't seem to care much for them.
::slakoth:: Level 13|Male Traunt Scratch|Yawn|Encore|Slack Off Spontaneously sleeps - Likes big butts - Ignorant of many things Struttin' dat ass
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Post by Kathryn on Nov 2, 2011 16:09:31 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #e7f1fa url('http://www.wallpapernews.info/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/saving-private-ryan3.jpg') repeat-y; ] This is my family... Chocolate was lying in Joseph’s arms, snuggled up in the warmth of Joseph’s scarf as she gazed out curiously. What kind of things awaited her? What battles would she emerge from as the victor? Would she ever evolve into one of her parents? Who were her parents? So many questions filled her mind so when the Slakoth appeared in the distance, she didn’t notice him at first. Then he inched closer, saying something to her, and she strained her ears to hear what the ugly sloth had to say.
Play with him? At first she would have jumped at the chance. Now she wasn’t so sure. With the clouds falling and everything and turning all crunchy, she wouldn’t risk leaving her trainer. When the clouds did fall, she wanted to be there to fight off whatever evil was making them fall. Were they like cotton candy? They looked like it, but now that she tried to look up, bits of cloud fell into her eyes and she blinked them furiously, wiping at them with the back of her paw to heat them up.
Of course, not being able to speak, she tried to tell the Slakoth to go away and shake his butt somewhere else, but her attempts to formulate speech came out as a quiet mewl. Shuffling back into the scarf, she puffed out a steamy breath and hoped that the Slakoth wouldn’t bother them. Usually they slept for most of the day, so it was surprising that this one was so active. After a brief moment of walking along, Spirit’s eyes caught onto the Slakoth and she paused, ears flickering towards it with mild interest. Not it’s ass, but the fact that it was a wild Pokémon out in this weather. Joseph wanted to train his Pokémon and the only way to do that was to battle, which left him with one option: Virgil. It was time he got back in the action again. The Taillow was summoned from his Pokéball and focus his attention on the Slakoth before it lunged in an attempt to strike the normal type quickly.
WORDS - ### | TAG - tag here | NOTES - notes here ::Taillow:: VirgilLevel 9.5 - M Crit Hit boostedUsed Focus Energy & Quick Attack (Slakoth) SpiritLevel 16 - F ChocolateLevel 3 - F More ass-wagging? Yay~ But you know, ass wagging draws attention to the saying, let's kick some ass.
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Post by Sheepy on Nov 2, 2011 16:57:31 GMT -5
::slakoth:: Level 13|Male Traunt Scratch|Yawn|Encore|Slack Off Spontaneously sleeps - Likes big butts - Ignorant of many things Hit By Quick Attack Used Yawn and scratch
Hmm? It seemed like the eevee didn't want to play with him, but instead a nice looking taillow wanted to play instead; maybe he could show this bird his ass instead. "Hey darling, want to ha~" The slakoth begun to say with a little wiggle, but he was stopped mid way when he was suddenly bundled by the quick attack from the bird type. However, for some reason now though, that attack had made him feel quite sleepy, so he let off a big yawn directed at the taillow as well. "Sorry about that love, couldn't help but give that off." He said with a smile, before he jumped forward suddenly with a scratch attack, and if he managed to grab hold of him, he would bring the taillow around to his butt, so that it could have a nice look at it.
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Post by Kathryn on Nov 4, 2011 7:31:07 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #e7f1fa url('http://www.wallpapernews.info/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/saving-private-ryan3.jpg') repeat-y; ] This is my family... Joseph resisted the urge to facepalm. With this entire butt wiggling thing it reminded him of Silva Groves – Team Glory’s leader, who he hadn’t heard from in a while. With everything that’s been going on, it’s been somewhat stressful so he’d been steering clear of trouble for the while. Probably not the best idea but it left him with as little pressure as possible. As the Slakoth yawned at Virgil, the sharp bird didn’t seem fazed by it, but the claws left a small gash in his side.
“Virgil, Quick Attack!” Joseph called again as Chocolate watched. The vixen was curious, and she wanted to get in on this battle. Wriggling further out of the scarf so it lay across her shoulders, she flexed her paws and blinked in the cold air as it stung her eyes. The Slakoth looked weird, and the Eevee smiled as she saw the yawn directed at Virgil. She could do that! As if to make a point, the fox braved the snow and trotted over to the Slakoth before she released a yawn of her own. Steam drifted from her maw as she did so and she smiled at it, trying to prod the lazy creature’s shoulder with a forepaw before she darted back towards where the Taillow hovered.
WORDS - ### | TAG - tag here | NOTES - notes here VirgilLevel 9.5 - M Crit Hit boostedHit by Scratched, unaffected by Yawn Used Quick Attack (Slakoth) SpiritLevel 16 - F ChocolateLevel 3 - F Mimicked the Slakoth's Yawn (Used Yawn) More ass-wagging? Yay~ But you know, ass wagging draws attention to the saying, let's kick some ass.
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Post by Sheepy on Nov 4, 2011 12:49:37 GMT -5
::slakoth:: Level 13|Male Traunt Scratch|Yawn|Encore|Slack Off Spontaneously sleeps - Likes big butts - Ignorant of many things Derping Hit by yawn. Ah god damn it, it seemed that his yawn attack didn't work at all but he was still glad to have got his scratch attack in though as well. He gave his lovely butt a slight scratch due to an irritating itch that was forming, which meant he didn't have time to see the bird come in for round two. "Ufffffff; pesky bird." He wheezed as he was stuck in the side by the attack; winding him for the moment. As he recovered from the attack, he noticed the eevee come up to him, so he couldn't resist. "Hey darling; want to have a look at my butt? it's all ready jusssssss~" He yawned at the end, catching onto the eevee's yawn attack. Man, why did he have to feel so sleepy now; he was just getting into the swing.
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Post by Kathryn on Nov 13, 2011 10:01:54 GMT -5
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The thought of that was repulsive but it made her giggle slightly, her whiskers twitching with amusement. With the Slakoth’s pointy claws, it would probably be painful! She shook her head to clear herself of the thoughts and then dropped into a hunting crouch, paws crunching under the snow as she approached and then tried to tackle it.
‘Go, Aria!’ she reared up onto her hind paws after darting away from the Slakoth and then clapped a few times, urging Aria on as he growled and tried to strike the sloth quickly. ‘Gosh, he’s so quick! And he’s cute, too! Aw, I wonder what it’s like to have feathers. I bet they’re really soft!’
WORDS - ### | TAG - tag here | NOTES - notes here AriaLevel 9.5 - M Crit Hit boosted Quick Attack boosted by Helping HandHit by ---- Used Quick Attack & Growl (Slakoth) SpiritLevel 16 - F ChocolateLevel 3 - F Hit by ---- Used Tackle (Slakoth) and Helping Hand (Aria) More ass-wagging? Yay~ But you know, ass wagging draws attention to the saying, let's kick some ass.
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Post by CASTAWAY on Nov 13, 2011 11:54:25 GMT -5
::slakoth:: pokemon encounter ! another sharp poke in the ribs. and he was being growled at! what had he done, other than wave his furry ass around the area. come on, they knew they liked it. who wouldn't? he let off a goofy smile, seeing as the fluffy eevee was laughing too. or, she at least found something amusing. the slakoth let off another large yawn. even his eyelids were drooping. the fact that he was getting tired unnerved him. all he wanted to do was hang with these pokemon. they seemed like a cool bunch. because of the birds rude jabbing in his sides, he lifted a clawed hand and swiped, hoping to hit at least someone. hmm, perhaps he could take it out on the eevee. she was pestering him too.
that he did. instead of aiming at the bird, who had most likely already flown away in order to get ready to puncture his skin again, he went and aimed for the eevee's face. she was helping that wretched bird after all. and the sloth had a feeling she wasn't laughing at what he'd done. it pissed him off. but right after he landed, or not landed his scratch attack. he dropped his face to he grass and began snoring. it also seemed those attacks were wearing him out too.
::slakoth:: GROWL -1 attack Level 13|Male Traunt Scratch|Yawn|Encore|Slack Off Spontaneously sleeps - Likes big butts - Ignorant of many things hit by GROWL & QUICK ATTACK used SCRATCH on EEVEE FELL ASLEEP![/blockquote][/blockquote] TUNES|| none TAGS|| modded! TALK|| your welcome <3 ---------------------[/size]
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Post by Kathryn on Nov 14, 2011 11:29:23 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #e7f1fa url('http://www.wallpapernews.info/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/saving-private-ryan3.jpg') repeat-y; ] This is my family... Eevee crouched down as the Slakoth tried to claw her face. With childlike energy she bounced away from it, giggling and feeling very proud that she’d managed to dodge the sloth’s attack. It left her with still a lot of time to do things with yet she felt that she didn’t want to just go over and keep attacking it like that.
So instead she squeaked with mirth and clapped her paws again, dancing on her hind paws before falling back onto the ground, eyeing the sleeping Pokémon curiously. She didn’t really understand why the fellow normal type would rather sleep than play about – I mean playing was so fun, right? You could... You could pretend you were a spaceship or something!
She tried to imitate the rumbling engines of a plane and swung her tail about, trying to ‘fly’ like Aria was. The brave Taillow chirruped in amusement before he growled, trying to ram the Slakoth. Hopefully, since he was being careful, he could score a Critical Hit! He hoped so, because he didn’t want his little vixen friend to get hurt!
WORDS - ### | TAG - tag here | NOTES - notes here AriaLevel 9.5 - M Crit Hit boosted Quick Attack boosted by Helping HandHit by ---- Used Quick Attack & Growl (Slakoth) SpiritLevel 16 - F ChocolateLevel 3 - F Hit by ---- Dodged Tackle and used Helping Hand (Aria) FerreroLevel 7 - F Ehhh, don't forget Eevee used Tackle last turn~
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Post by KAT♥ on Nov 14, 2011 13:35:31 GMT -5
Being asleep, the Slakoth didn't even have the energy to roll out of the way of the oncoming attacks. Sure, he could hear them all in his sleep, but he just wanted to take a nap instead of fight...Oh well. Maybe they could play another day? He did love those big booty bitches. Then, without any warning, the Slakoth fell into a deep hole right before the Eevee and its companion on the path. It disappeared as quickly as it came up. Do you want to investigate this hole, or move on?
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Post by Kathryn on Nov 20, 2011 17:16:05 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #e7f1fa url('http://www.wallpapernews.info/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/saving-private-ryan3.jpg') repeat-y; ] This is my family... It would be a lie to say that they weren’t all mildly curious about what was in the hole. At the same time, they didn’t want to risk upsetting anything – especially a water Pokémon. It was weird. Joseph hoped that the Slakoth wouldn’t drown. They were on a bridge after all, with dark, murky water lapping at the banks beneath them.
‘That sucked!’ Chocolate huffed indignantly. The Slakoth hadn’t even stuck around – even in it’s sleep! – to play some more. What the hell? ‘That Slakoth must be a coward or something,’ thought the shiny Eevee angrily. ‘Running away like that. The nerve!’
“Don’t go near the hole,” Aria chirped in warning, to which the little Eevee nodded and edged away from it. “Let’s go. This wind is ruffling my feathers some...” Joseph inched away from the hole, guiding Spirit away from it and heading further down the path.
OoC; do I get any levels for that? :x
WORDS - ### | TAG - tag here | NOTES - notes here AriaLevel 9.5 - M Hit by ---- Used ---- SpiritLevel 16 - F ChocolateLevel 5 - F given two rare candy OCHit by ---- Dodged ---- FerreroLevel 7 - F <3
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Post by DR-@@GON on Nov 21, 2011 17:41:18 GMT -5
SLAKOTH & BARBOACH appeared ! Joseph and his pokemon hadn't wandered away that far when suddenly the Slakoth came shooting out of the whole again, landing unceremoniously on the ground and sputtering muddy water onto the ground he landed on. A Barboach suddenly stuck his head out of the hole, pointing to the the limp Slakoth with one fin.
<What the fresh hell is this? It tried to grope my ASS!> The Barboach hollered at the trainer and his pokemon. <You dropped it in, didn'tcha? Well, let this teach ya a lesson!> He leapt so high that he was level with the Taillow, then attempted to spray a Water Gun at the bird. Oh gosh shit was about to go down.
Level 13|Male Traunt Scratch|Yawn|Encore|Slack Off Spontaneously sleeps - Likes big butts - Ignorant of many things Popped out of the hole! Beaten by Barboach! Fainted. Barboach, Aria and Chocolate all gain 0.5 levels!
Level 14.5|Male Oblivious || Anticipation Mud Slap | Mud Sport | Water Sport | Water Gun | Mud Bomb Intense - Critical - Loudmouthed - Dramatic - Comical Leapt out of the whole & used Water Gun on Aria!
TUNES|| None TAGS|| Modded ! TALK|| LOL <33
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Post by Kathryn on Nov 24, 2011 4:45:16 GMT -5
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‘Look out!’ Chocolate squeaked, trying to attract the bird’s attention. When it was not given to her, the adventurous fox leapt, instinctively putting herself between the Water Gun and her friend. It struck her hard and sent her flying backwards, skidding in the snow where she lay motionless.
“What the-!” Joseph spun around, his eyes hardening as Aria chirruped furiously at the water type. Seeing the Eevee unconscious and on the ground, Ferrero grimaced and plodded over to the fellow shiny Pokémon, resting a hand on her side. She’d be okay, but now this Barboach needed to be dealt with.
Without waiting for an order she curled up into a ball, tightening her defences, and rushed at the dual type, attempting to tackle it – hard.
WORDS - ### | TAG - tag here | NOTES - notes here AriaLevel 9.5 - M Hit by ---- Used ---- SpiritLevel 16 - F FerreroLevel 7 - F Hit by ---- Used Defense Curl and Tackle! ChocolateLevel 5 - F Hit by Water Gun! Fainted! Dodged ---- <3
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Post by Hamham on Nov 24, 2011 10:40:37 GMT -5
pokemon encounter ! Barboach laughed to himself as the trainer and Pokémon were caught off guard. Except for that stupid oddly-colored Eevee. Either way, it had fainted, and no use to think about it now. Ferrero was charging towards him, and he had no time to think. He was hit, and screamed as it happened. <Hey! I'm only defending myself!> He somehow landed back in the hole. But this wasn't over yet. With a growl not meant as an attack, he jumoed back out and used Mud Bomb at the cow. Lvl 14.5 | Male Oblivious | Anticipation Mud Slap, Mud Sport, Water Sport, Water Gun, Mud Bomb Intense - Critical - Loudmouthed - Dramatic - Comical Used Mud Bomb TUNES: None. TAGS: Modded! TALK:
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Post by Kathryn on Nov 26, 2011 6:19:58 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #e7f1fa url('http://www.wallpapernews.info/wp-content/uploads/2011/06/saving-private-ryan3.jpg') repeat-y; ] This is my family... Only defending himself? A fair enough argument, however it was somewhat false. The Slakoth had fallen into the hole without any external pressure; it had simply fallen in. If the Barboach had said he was defending his home, underwater, then maybe that would work out. The Slakoth had been asleep so it mustn’t have personally tried to grope the aquatic Pokémon.
That meant that the Barboach was at fault here, and the Miltank wasn’t about to let him get away with attacking the Trainer. The Slakoth should’ve been enough, but she wouldn’t let this little maggot get away with harming a child. “You call attacking a trainer without evidence of doing something wrong self-defence?” She laughed bitterly, shaking her head. “You’re at fault here. For your information, that Slakoth falling into your underwater space wasn’t anything to do with me or my trainer, so this attack isn’t justified.”
With barely enough time she rolled out of the way of the Mud Bomb and focused, lunging forward in another Tackle. Meanwhile, Joseph had moved to pick up Chocolate from the snow. The fox was quite hurt and soaked, but she’d survive. He pulled out a small diamond-shaped object and pressed it against her nose, sending bursts of life essence through her tiny body. With a moan she awoke, blinking tiredly and shivering against Joseph’s frame. What was going on?
WORDS - ### | TAG - tag here | NOTES - notes here AriaLevel 9.5 - M SpiritLevel 16 - F FerreroLevel 7 - F Hit by ---- Dodged Mud Bomb! Used Tackle! ChocolateLevel 5 - F Revive used. 1/2 health Dodged ---- <3
coded by arionne of pokemoncheyenne
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 26, 2011 18:20:52 GMT -5
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The Barboach was willing to listen for a while, seeing that the Miltank was trying to make a point. However, when his Mud Bomb was dodged, that was when the Barboach snapped. <HOW ARE YOU DODGING WHEN YOU NEVER SHUT UP?> It demanded, completely exasperated at the chattering cow that seemed to have a point for everything. How frustrating. The Barboach knew his beliefs and he was sticking to them! Besides, no one liked cows anyways. They were food.
He was hit by the Tackle, not really phased as he snickered and slipped back into his hole. He appeared to be gone, but nope. He was still around. He popped right back out with a soft <Boo!> and a sly look on his face. He soared a few inches into the air as his tail scooped up the mud from his hole and lobbed it at the Miltank's face.
Now that would give her something to think about; a better complexion. <Enjoy the bath, girl.> He commented in amusement, slithering on the grass as he continued to bait the Miltank into fighting him. It was too late to back out now, that was for sure!
::BARBOACH:: Lvl 14.5 | Male Oblivious | Anticipation Mud Slap, Mud Sport, Water Sport, Water Gun, Mud Bomb Intense - Critical - Loudmouthed - Dramatic - Comical Hit by Tackle! Mud Slap on Miltank
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