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Post by Italian Panda on Nov 10, 2011 0:39:40 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-color: #BFE3FE; border: 1px dashed #9abccd, bTable][cs=2]dreams that reach the sky | | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: white; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: 2f405e; padding: 10px]"Ugh....Finally that's over." He said, happy that the battle with the annoying trash bag was over. Clearly, he was unable to take much more out of a hypocritical extreme idiot. He walked forward, WuKong following along. <Well now....he was certainly a smelly pest. Hehe.> And Tristan looked down and glared, as if he were trying to say "shut up" through his eyes. He stood in front of Jet, looking at his eyes, Jet doing the same. <.......> There was only silence in the air, no sound was made except for the giggles of WuKong.
Tristan then bent down and stared eye level at the tyrogue's eyes. He stared deeply, as if there was some sort of hidden connection between the two. AS if they were the same, one way or another. Tristan wanted to say something to this pokemon, something that can get him closer. Suddenly, he opened his mouth, prepared to give a good answer. "Not Bad........" Was all that came out. Jet only stared, wondering what that was supposed to be. "You know.....you could go anywhere you want....and like....well, you know...." He said, trying to say something about the tyrogue's evolutionary paths. HE didn't know what else to say..... |
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 10, 2011 23:07:56 GMT -5
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In a nearby stream that was deep enough to allow different kinds of fish to casually swim through, two Pokemon were talking loud enough for the land blubbers to hear. It wasn't anything loud or obnoxious by far, but if one was to walk closer, they would be able to hear the words clearly along the sound of the water flowing around them.
The Goldeen swam with her head lowered, feeling a bit gloomy as a friendly but kind Magikarp swam beside her. The two had been friends for years, and the Goldeen often went to the Magikarp for his knowledgeable advice. He was older, wiser, and much more experienced than she was. Her best friend and like an older brother, someone she normally found very easy to talk to. Except this time. She sighed heavily as if something was weighing on her mind while the Magikarp looked at her with concern.
<Are you sure you're gonna do it? It's so far...swimming all the way to the city.> The Magikarp finally responded after hearing the Goldeen's desire to travel to meet different kinds of Pokemon. She wanted to see the cities, but only as an explorer. Sadly the Magikarp never wanted to leave his home route, and she knew he would never come with her. <I-I don't know. I don't know if I'm ready, but I want to go. What should I do? She asked the Magikarp with pleading eyes, leaving the Magikarp a bit bewildered and nervous since he didn't want her to leave.
::goldeen:: Level 12|Female Water Veil|Swift Swim Peck|Tail Whip|Water Sport|Supersonic|Horn Attack Manly - Naive - Humble - Reserved Wants Advice
::magikarp:: Level 15|Male Swift Swim Splash|Tackle Sensitive - Leader - Entertaining - Fatherly Nervous
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Post by Italian Panda on Nov 16, 2011 2:13:35 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-color: #BFE3FE; border: 1px dashed #9abccd, bTable][cs=2]dreams that reach the sky | | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: white; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: 2f405e; padding: 10px]After Tristan's failed attempt at a conversation with his tyrogue, he quietly returned his pokemon to their pokeballs, save for WuKong of course, and set down the path. As he walked down the route, he took note of the serene bodies of water all around him. It gave him a sort of calming feeling, as if he were free and flowing like a river. It was definitely a nice feeling. WuKong, being ever so diligent, walked next to Tristan. keeping sure to keep away from the water. <Water....not good. Man.> He said, keeping his distance form the bodies of water. Tristan continued to look at his monkey pokemon, wondering what else could he do but to keep his pokemon out. It irritated him to a degree that WuKong would not stay in his pokeball for this leg of the journey, but he could not really do anything about it. At least he wasn't lonely. Suddenly, WuKong jumped onto Tristan's shoulder and sat there. <What do you think we'll find on this route? Maybe a new companion?> Then again, it may be better to be alone.
Tristan looked down, noticing a few water pokemon in the body of water. He grabbed a pokeball from his belt and released Dina, his finneon into the water. May as well let her get some exercise. Besides, he could probably get some cool rare pokemon if he sent her out to find something. The finneon happily swam around, enjoying her trainer's company while trying to maintain her independence. She swam around, looking around for what she could find. |
::finneon:: swimming~annoying as ever
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 16, 2011 15:03:23 GMT -5
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The Goldeen and Magikarp swam further away, leaving the Finneon to be the sole explorer in the bodies of water. Of course it was completely inhabited by wild Pokemon, all swimming around her contently. It was hard to single them out because they swam in large schools, making them an impenetrable wall to break into if you wanted to force a battle on them. Only one seemed to be by herself, and she was looking right at the beautiful Finneon with envy.
'It's not fair how she's so pretty. I bet she's a total brat. If there's a pretty face, her words are probably like mace.' The Tympole thought to herself as she watched the Finneon with her narrowed, judging eyes. The Tympole wasn't exactly the most friendly Pokemon herself, being very defensive about her looks after being teased for having one too many warts compared to other Tympoles. It wasn't fair at all!
<Excuse me, but do you know where I can find the move tutor for Aqua Tail?> The Tympole asked Dina, finally swimming up to her with a fake smile on her face. She seemed a bit friendlier now, but say one badly worded sentence and she was sure to get snippy in a heartbeat.
::Tympole:: Level 14|Female Swift Swim|Hydration Bubble|Growl|Supersonic|Bubblebeam Round|Refresh Bookworm - Judgmental - Snooty Asks Dina for directions
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Post by Italian Panda on Nov 17, 2011 1:35:18 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-color: #BFE3FE; border: 1px dashed #9abccd, bTable][cs=2]dreams that reach the sky | | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: white; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: 2f405e; padding: 10px]Dina continued to swim to her heart's content, happy about the open seas. Her excitement got the better of her when she jumped up, splashing water around her, especially at her trainer. Tristan, feeling the drops of water hit his face, felt a little annoyed at that. "You know, you didn't have to do that..." He said, groaning in the process. Dina continued to giggled. <Oh its not that bad...you seem tense, too so maybe you needed to cool down a little more.>
As she swam the open sea, she bumped into a wild tympole asking for directions. <Oh no, I'm sorry. I'm not sure where the tutor is.> She said, as kindly as possible. AS she swam, she took note of the tympole's features. The bulges at its sides, the swishing tail, and her calming expression. Smiling, Dina approached the tympole. <You know, you look rather cute~. I bet you get much around here with your looks. Hehe.> She said, swimming around and brushing the tympole's backside with her tail. <Maybe we can go out and find the tutor together!> She swam up, looking at her training and prompting him to follow. Instinctively, he just followed, seeing where and what would happen. Dina, all the while, continued to swim around the tympole, making suggestive moves towards tympole, albeit playfully. <Come on, why don't you cheer up. Have some fun with me. I bet there's a lot to see~> |
being flirty~derping
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 17, 2011 16:17:33 GMT -5
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The Tympole muttered a little as the Finneon's apology, but her own gibberish didn't mean anything exactly. The Finneon was giving her some odd looks though, feeling as if she was being checked out or examined, not sure which of the two until the Finneon made her next comment. Now this made her blush in surprise! Her...cute? No, this Finneon was definitely lying. She knew for a fact how ugly she was, seeing her own reflection and being made fun of in the past about it...it was terrible!
<G-Go together you say?> She asked with a suspicious look towards the Finneon, wondering if she was being serious. <I don't see why, I mean...you have no idea either.> She said with the intention of protecting herself from whatever situation the flirty Finneon was trying to drag her into. She was straight anyways, so the sweet talk wasn't necessary to her.
The Tympole did her best poker face as Dina kept making her flirty movements, only paying attention slightly to the water type's natural grace and shiny scales. How envious she felt, watching Dina. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to follow them though, so she started after the Finneon with a hesitant look. Was this a good idea? <You aren't wild, are you? You look different from the others.> She commented, also noticing how a human's shadow loomed over the waters and followed them wherever they went.
Level 14|Female Swift Swim|Hydration Bubble|Growl|Supersonic|Bubblebeam Round|Refresh Bookworm - Judgmental - Snooty Flattered but defensive
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Post by Italian Panda on Nov 23, 2011 21:22:11 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-color: #BFE3FE; border: 1px dashed #9abccd, bTable][cs=2]dreams that reach the sky | | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: white; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: 2f405e; padding: 10px]Dina continued to dance in the water, using the current to fuse her movements with grace and style. Coupled with her feminine wiles and charm, she seemed like a fish among fish. Despite her looks and body, she would prefer to have fun in a chill environment. The attention didn't really matter to her....did it? In any case, she continued to swim around the tympole, very cheerful and calm. <Yes, that's what I said. We should go find this person together. After all, with two pretty girls like us, nothing can go wrong, right?> She said, coming close to the tympole, her eyes locked onto the other's. Suddenly, Dina bumped her tail end to that of the tympole gently, giggling in the meanwhile.
<Maybe you should lighten up. After all, there is much to do and much to see. Hehe. And no, I am not wild. I have quite a handsome trainer, though he could be quite a stick in the mud.> She continued to swim on, Tristan following the meanwhile. He seemed to like the calmness of what is happening. No fights, just following his pokemon around. Nothing special. WuKong seemed to have calmed down a little as well. |
::finneon:: flattering, flirty with the tympole, hoping to travel along.chilling
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Post by Hamham on Nov 23, 2011 22:11:43 GMT -5
pokemon encounter ! Tympole looked Dina up and down, trying to make a decision. The Finneon was flattering, but again, she was straight. The fish could only go so far. But travel together? Tympole wasn't so sure about that. <Well, I don't know. I'm fine on my own.>Lighten up? <I'm plenty lightened up thank you very much!> she snapped, then regretted it. <I'm sorry.> She looked at the so-called handsome trainer. <Doesn't look that handsome to me.> She flicked her fin at him and turned away. Just then, something swam by quick. But it came back, swimming past again. Once again, it came back, almost as if it was doing laps until it slowed and came towards the fish. <Hello there. What're you pretty fishies doing here.You don't seem to be the kind to be in the water without a man to protect you?> The Tynamo swam a little closer to Dina, nodding. Level 14|Female Swift Swim|Hydration Bubble, Growl, Supersonic, Bubblebeam, Round, Refresh Bookworm - Judgmental - Snooty ::tynamo:: Lvl 13 | Male Levitate Tackle, Thunder Wave, Spark, Charge Beam Stubborn - Slightly Perverted - Clumsy Is flirting TUNES: A Secretary is Not a Toy (How to Succeed in Business without Really Trying) TAGS: modded! TALK: ...
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Post by Italian Panda on Nov 26, 2011 0:42:28 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-color: #BFE3FE; border: 1px dashed #9abccd, bTable][cs=2]dreams that reach the sky | | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: white; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: 2f405e; padding: 10px]Dina giggled at the tympole's response, continuing to swim around rather swimmingly. <Hehe, sure you are pretty light. Well then come on. Flow with me then~> She said, gently gliding away with the currents in a graceful dance. As she danced around, she was caught off guard by another swimming creature. What was that? A buizel? Not another perverted buizel. Finally the thing stopped in front of her, but what was he doing? Flirting? Joy, not another pervert. Its not like Tristan was going to catch that thing anyway. <Oh no, we're fine. Don't worry your little tail about it.> She just quietly danced around the tynamo, signalling the tympole over. <You know, you be more outgoing. There's nothing wrong~> She said, as if she knew what she was talking about.
Above the water was the trainer watching the tynamo approach Dina. "....he won't be getting anything from Dina....Not like that." HE said, sighing to himself. Then again, he could possibly if he joined the team. After all, it was a tynamo. |
::finneon:: ignoring the flirting. Nope. Trying to get past
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Post by Kathryn on Nov 26, 2011 16:01:39 GMT -5
The two Pokémon didn’t really seem to notice that Tristan was being a bit of a stealthy escape artist, trying to weave his way around the two. They simply continued to talk to the two, oblivious to his intent. “Oh yeah baby, I like big butts and I cannot lie,” the Tynamo purred, dancing about the Finneon with interest.
The Tympole’s brow furrowed and she sighed. What, was this Tynamo a player? It was definitely a good thing nothing had come of the flirting then since she might’ve had her heard broken anyway. She read up on this and apparently it was a way to be ridiculed by others, or at least pitied that you got duped into fun times by someone that didn’t really care.
“Wanker,” she grumbled under her breath as she swam away, not wanting to really be a part of this. The Tynamo had pretty much been stalking her anyway. Now that he was distracted, perhaps she could make her escape.
Level 14|Female Swift Swim|Hydration Bubble, Growl, Supersonic, Bubblebeam, Round, Refresh Bookworm - Judgmental - Snooty Swam offLvl 13 | Male Levitate Tackle, Thunder Wave, Spark, Charge Beam Stubborn - Slightly Perverted - Clumsy - A 'Player' Pretty much said that Finneon has a big butt.
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Post by Italian Panda on Dec 3, 2011 23:35:52 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-color: #BFE3FE; border: 1px dashed #9abccd, bTable][cs=2]dreams that reach the sky | | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: white; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: 2f405e; padding: 10px]Dina kept swimming around gracefully until she came at a dead stop. What did that tynamo say to her? What was that? Dina quietly stood there, the currents brushing past her membranous tail. <....wh-what did you say?> She said in a rage, her face completely red at the comment. <You little punk get away from me!> Dina said, spinning around in order to blow a gust attack at the tynamo, hoping that it would at least get the little pervert away. <If there is any kind of guy I hate, its those jerks who think they're that pro. No one talks to me that way unless they can justify it.> She said, continuing to swim away, hoping that she could go find that move tutor.
Above the surface, Tristan observed what happened, shocked that Dina would trying to get the tynamo away. "...Dina, what are you thinking! Come on, that tynamo can prove to be a good asset!" He said, leaning forward to try and get a good view of the situation. The only thing he can hope for now is if the tynamo was stubborn enough to chase after Dina. |
angry and embarrassed in the face used gust on tynamo!::modcoin::
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Post by FOTLY on Dec 4, 2011 11:53:18 GMT -5
The Tynamo was getting a kick out of this. It was really funny! He was actually getting mad at how he was insulting the other thing. Actually, he was kind of having fun with this. Although, that didn't last long as the gust seemed to hit him and send him straight out of the water, and then back in. The force of him hitting the water was enough to cause damage in itself, and he felt himself wanting to curl up and, well, swim away. AT LEAST HE WAS RESISTANT.
Instead, he decided to retaliate. >It takes two to tango, bro!< he yelled out before sending out a compressed beam of energy at the colorful fish. Yeah! Take that, bro!
Lvl 13 | Male Levitate Tackle, Thunder Wave, Spark, Charge Beam Stubborn - Slightly Perverted - Clumsy - A 'Player' HIT BY GUST NVE USED CHARGE BEAM
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Post by Italian Panda on Dec 9, 2011 15:30:04 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-color: #BFE3FE; border: 1px dashed #9abccd, bTable][cs=2]dreams that reach the sky | | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: white; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: 2f405e; padding: 10px]Tristan sighed, happy that the tynamo was a stubborn little bugger. At least now, he has a chance at getting the electric type. The only major issue now was that Dina had to deal with the tynamo alone. This didn't seem good, as usually Dina could handle herself, but against an electric type, it did not seem likely. Dina, trying to swim away, could not see the charge beam heading straight for her and took the hit from behind, taking the full brunt of the damage. She yelped in pain before falling still, as if she had fainted. However, by some miraculous nature, she got back up and stared down the tynamo.
<You....little....asshole. You think you can just do that to someone like me?> She said, having a hard time standing up. What was she going to do now? She couldn't take this on her own, even if she was this stubborn. "That's enough! Come back and take a rest!" HE shouted, concerned for his pokemon. Why did he feel that way? He never really called out for a pokemon to return like this. Of all times, why did he want to call out the command now? Doesn't matter how bad of a hassle it was, Tristan still needed Dina around. Dina, on the ohter hand, was not taking that very well. <Ya, right. I'm not gonn-> "Yes you are, now get back here!" He said, returning Dina forcefully into his pokeball. Though he wanted the tynamo, he decided not to risk the safety of one his best pokemon. In the mean time, he needed a pokemon that would listen and would stand a chance against the tynamo. The least likely pokemon came about when the sandshrew came about. <eeeegggh, aaaah....that was a good nap.> Said the sandshrew, stretching out. It seemed to be Sand, the sandshrew. "....Ugh....okay then, Sand go attack the tynamo!> He shouted, pointing at the tynamo. The sandshrew had other things in mind. <Eww, like NO! And the name is Shina. I'm a girl! Heh, says a lot about you.> |
::finneon:: hit by charge beam super weak wanted to fight but was returned.::sandshrew:: released but won't listen to Tristan.relevant huh?
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 9, 2011 20:48:56 GMT -5
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The Tynamo was amused at Dina's reaction, laughing softly to himself as the trainer scolded her and returned her right away in a fury. All that was left was a hilariously angry trainer and some Sandshrew that refused to listen to her trainer, now that was a kick in the ass! It was a female from what he could see, but she wasn't his type. At all, at least from what he could see physically.
<Ha, your trainer sucks.> He teased, swimming around in the water as he tried to recover from his last embarrassing fall from Dina's gust. He was still rather riled up from that small spar, and was practically in heat for a fight. <You reek of talent though, I can tell. High-class, right there.> He wasn't so much as flirting as trying to coax information out of her. She was a good battler, wasn't she?
<It's a shame you don't seem to like balls very much.> Ha, balls. Pokeballs. Because she was out of her Pokeball and ticked--oh no, he was not going to stop with the perverted innuendos. As long as they popped into his head, he was going to say them.
::TYNAMO:: Lvl 13 | Male Levitate Tackle, Thunder Wave, Spark, Charge Beam Stubborn - Slightly Perverted - Clumsy - A 'Player' Talking to Sandshrew
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Post by Italian Panda on Dec 21, 2011 19:52:58 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-color: #BFE3FE; border: 1px dashed #9abccd, bTable][cs=2]dreams that reach the sky | | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: white; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: 2f405e; padding: 10px]Shina looked at the tynamo and giggled. <Why thank you. And yes, I agree my trainer is rather bad. Haha. You seem pretty good.> She giggled, looking at the tynamo with a smile. <uh, I'm like, totally above balls, thank you very much. I honestly prefer being free. Hehe~>
Tristan only glared at his own pokemon. "You seemed pretty quiet when you were in your pokeball. No real struggle to escape your pokeball. You seemed pretty relaxed in there." Shina just scoffed at his own trainer. <Uh, maybe I didn't WANT to struggle out of there. How about that? And so what if I was relaxed? That doesn't mean a thing.> She said, turning her head away from her trainer. Tristan, all the while, just groaned at her comment. What the hell was that supposed to mean? |
::sandshrew:: being Annoying Facebook Girl
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Post by tomackze on Dec 22, 2011 9:07:52 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 Tynamo saw the bickering go on between the Sandshrew and her trainer and he decided it would be better to leave the two at it and allow them to bicker it out as he did not really have any intentions of getting in the middle and absorbing the blunt of both of them. When the two stopped though, he quickly came closer to the Sandshrew and tried to work his player luck again. >I can show you some other balls you might like. I know, pokeballs are a bit uncomfortable!< He said and gave her a wink also.
He had backup though, in case she thought he was some pervert or loser, he had recently found a great ball and dug it into the ground so that it could stay hidden at the moment. But if she wished to see it, then he would oblige. Although he'd much rather her take a look at his other ball. Because it was definitely more satisfying...
::Tynamo:: Lvl 13 | Male Levitate Tackle, Thunder Wave, Spark, Charge Beam Stubborn - Slightly Perverted - Clumsy - A 'Player' Creeping hitting | [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]TAGGED: ... WORDS: ... NOTES: ... CREDIT: LunarFlowerAngel of OTE |
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Post by Italian Panda on Dec 24, 2011 22:07:18 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-color: #BFE3FE; border: 1px dashed #9abccd, bTable][cs=2]dreams that reach the sky | | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: white; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: 2f405e; padding: 10px]<EEwwww, No THANKS! Why would I want to go out with YOU? DO YOU EVER LISTEN YOU NUMBSKULL?> Shina shouted, turning away to completely ignore the tynamo. That was pretty odd. First, she started acting like a princess, and now she sounded....much more mature. <Like, maybe if you were up to my standards, I may consider you. But you're not, like, important enough. You're as important as my dumb trainer that I'm forced to deal with. So you'll now be ignored.> Many moments, however, do not last long. "Uuugh....to think I keep you on my team....." Tristan said to himself, squeezing his forehead together in clear annoyance.
Shina, all the while, clearly did not want to take anymore from the tynamo. To her thoughts, she just wanted the tynamo gone. To others, however, she seemed very very vain, as if anyone below her standards were to be eliminated. So, in a hypocritical fashion, she went from ignoring the tynamo to attacking it, quickly spinning around and using her claws to night slash the tynamo. |
::sandshrew:: being a princess ignores the tynamo decides to attack it to get rid of it used night slash increased crit hit ratio
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Post by Jasthn~:3 on Dec 25, 2011 21:19:44 GMT -5
The Tynamo tried as hard as he could to woo his target into going with him so they could get things a little more sexy, but she seemed to not want to even give him a chance! What was this? How could such a girl resist him? He was the definition of fucking sexy! He was a player, he had them bitches lined up. And this bitch was going to walk away on him and worst of all, disrespect him? Nuh-uh, not happening. Suddenly out of nowhere though his beloved came back at him and attacked him! He wasn’t even expecting to be attacked like that, and was therefore done in with a serious critical hit. What in the hell was that for? There’s no reason to be like that, baby! Ouch… The Tynamo shook his head a bit, trying to shake away the pain as best he could. Maybe he could act big and tough now, though. Maybe if he was swilling to forget everything that he did she would do something for him? Come on baby~ You see this bad scratch? I’ll completely forget about this okay? However, you’ve got to do something for me. What do ya think, baby~ He pointed at the scratch the Sandshrew gave him, using to bribe her to “pay him back” for what she did. It was foolproof, now he would ge to have the time of his life and even better, another girl to add to his list. ~ Hit by Night Slash ~ ~ Used bribe to have a good time ;D ~
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Post by Italian Panda on Dec 27, 2011 9:03:31 GMT -5
Shina stood on the bridge, as demanding as ever. <Sorry, but you're undesirable and don't deserve me. Why should I even waste my time with a guy like YOU? Plus, you're too dumb for me> She said in a harsh tone of voice. Her trainer, Tristan, did not take this lightly, as the clear face of annoyance was drawn all over his face. "Uuuugh.....man, do you ever shut up...you pretentious littl-" Shina looked at his trainer and scratched him in the face. Tristan, feeling it, grasped his face in pain.
<Hey, don't you call me pretentious. I'm actually quite smart. Smarter than you'll ever be!> She said defensively. <To prove it, I'll battle this stupid little thing, how about that?> Shina then faced the tynamo and used sand attack followed by a poison sting attack. Hey, it was a pretty smart combination....even if it was pretty common.
::sandshrew:: used sand attack used poison sting
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Post by Sheepy on Dec 27, 2011 10:32:41 GMT -5
::tynamo:: Lvl 13 | Male Levitate Tackle, Thunder Wave, Spark, Charge Beam Stubborn - Slightly Perverted - Clumsy - A 'Player' {-1 acc} Hit by sand attack and poison sting Used Tackle "Ohhh baby, why don't you fill me up with more of your stings." The tynamo said with a slightly perverted grin as he felt the poison stings hit his body, as well as the sand hitting him in the eyes. Wiggling his body to get out the sand, he managed to get the majority out, but there was still some left over though. "Baby, why don't you have a look at my tackle now eh'?" The tynamo said with a flirtatious wink, hoping the sandshrew would take it the way he meant it, before he flung himself at it, trying to tackle it to the ground, wiggling his body in various ways and forms; gosh, how perverted would this look then?
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