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Post by Rekari on Apr 21, 2011 4:16:10 GMT -5
Finally he had reached the first town and finally he could buy a pack of cigarettes. It felt good to have cancer on his lungs again as he walked down the narrow alley, puffing away in delight. They were almost as good as candy to him, if not better on somedays. Still, he had to start making packs last if he didn't want to tote around an entire bag of them in between cities. That being said he dropped the dead butt of that one and lit up another, might as well enjoy them as much as they could while they were on hand and available to buy. Canicus flicked the lighter absentmindedly as he sat down in the alley, wanting to just take a break from it all. Maybe a wild Pokemon would come around soon.
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Post by Kathryn on Apr 21, 2011 5:58:37 GMT -5
Suddenly a Pidove – a poverty-stricken scavenger that had been pecking around in search of food – hopped over to Canicus, tilting her head at the strange object that he had just carelessly tossed to the floor. Well, it looked like a bit of bread, but it smelled revolting! Blinking her eyes, she nipped her sharp beak at it, trying to pick it apart. Well, it looked like a bit of bread, but it felt different, and left a sickeningly bitter taste on the tip of her tongue. But if looked like bread, right? That meant she could eat it, right?
Picking it up, she tilted her head back and attempted to eat the discarded cigarette butt, but it ended up becoming lodged in her throat, and she screeched, flailing her wings in fear. It was not bread. But this poor Pokémon – who’d lived in poverty all of her life – didn’t know any better. Attempting to cough it up, she almost tripped as she staggered in front of the Trainer, fear gripping her like a drowning sea of water. She couldn’t breathe! She was choking!
At the edge of the building, there was a sign that warned people not to litter, and that if caught the person would be fined a large sum of money. This was just another case of a neglectful Trainer. From above, the Pidove’s mother screeched and flew down, desperately trying to save her child.
“No! Pidove, come on, breathe!” She wailed, tears spilling out of her eyes as she tried to calm her baby, but it didn’t appear to be working. Turning to the Trainer, she chirped angrily and flared her wings. "This is your fault! You're killing my baby!"
A Pidove is choking on the Cigarette butt you tossed away. Attempt to save the Pidove? You have three posts to save her.
::Pidove:: Name: ---- (Young Pidove) Species: Pidove Gender: Female Level: 10 Abilities: Big Pecks and Super Luck Attacks: Gust, Growl and Leer. Personality: A scavenger; opportunist, but desperate for food. Very kind and forgiving, but unaware of what is food and what isn't when things are littered on the ground.
::Pidove:: Name: ---- (Mother Pidove) Species: Pidove Gender: Female Level: 15 Abilities: Big Pecks and Super Luck Attacks: Gust, Growl, Quick Attack, Air Cutter and Leer. Personality: Protective of her daughter, loyal, fierce when she needs to be.
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Post by Rekari on Apr 21, 2011 13:49:18 GMT -5
Canicus would never ever litter again, ever. He wanted to warn the little bird but she had swallowed the butt far to quickly for him to and now she was choking on it. He knew that if it became lodged in the birds crop it would be even more difficult to remove, he had to act quickly and precisely. He hadn't meant to cause anyone harm, he didn't know a bird would try to eat it. Then again he really never stuck around to see what happened with his cigarette butts... Still he crawled over to the bird and gently grabbed her. Hopefully they wouldn't take offense to it. He felt down for the crop, it felt normal and not expanded, that meant that there was still a chance.
"Don't worry Ma'am. It hasn't hit the crop yet so I can still get it out. Now, I'm gunna need you to regurgitate alright little one and I'm going to help you out."
He gently took the birds head in his hands, holding it by two fingers and layer her on her back, head tilting down. He began to gently swing her head back and forth in a rhythmic motion. It was the quickest way to get birds to regurgitate. He held open the beak with his other two fingers to ease the process. She would end up throwing up all over him but it was worth it. Hopefully the momma wouldn't interfere. OOC://Do I get points for my dad being a vet?
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Post by Kathryn on Apr 22, 2011 16:46:53 GMT -5
Being unused to being handled by humans, the Pidove struggled when the person who had littered picked her up and began to fiddle with her like a broken toy. She screeched, putting up quite the fight for a small Pokémon, and attempted to wriggle free, but ended up coughing instead, and going limp in his hands. She wasn’t dead, but she was getting weaker with the lack of oxygen.
Her neck clicked once when he began moving her head around, and she chirped in panic when he attempted to force her to regurgitate the butt. Would it work though?
The mother powered up an Air Cutter when she saw the litterer grab her baby, but when he began to talk softly to her and help her out, she forced herself to stay back and watch what happened.
“If you hurt my baby, I’m going to make sure you pay,” she cried, flying over to sit by her choking child. “It’s okay, baby, I’m here. Just do what the man tells you.”
“I’m scared...” The young Pidove whimpered quietly, “Shhh, shh, I know darling. But it’ll be over soon, I promise. Come on, you need to regurgitate. Do you remember how I showed you?” “I- I think so...” “Good. I need you to do that for me, alright?”
A Pidove is choking on the Cigarette butt you tossed away. Attempt to save the Pidove? You have two posts to save her. Pidove has not regurgitated yet. Keep going?
Name: ---- (Young Pidove) Species: Pidove Gender: Female Level: 10 Abilities: Big Pecks and Super Luck Attacks: Gust, Growl and Leer. Personality: A scavenger; opportunist, but desperate for food. Very kind and forgiving, but unaware of what is food and what isn't when things are littered on the ground.
Name: ---- (Mother Pidove) Species: Pidove Gender: Female Level: 15 Abilities: Big Pecks and Super Luck Attacks: Gust, Growl, Quick Attack, Air Cutter and Leer. Personality: Protective of her daughter, loyal, fierce when she needs to be.
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Post by Rekari on Apr 22, 2011 22:22:04 GMT -5
Canicus knew that time was getting shorter but refused to give up, he knew what he was doing would work but did he have enough time? There had to be something about the process that he was forgetting. The glands! There were glands on a birds neck that helped them regurgitate. He brought his other hand up and rubbed the sides of her neck. Please let her cough it up soon. There were only a few other things he knew would maybe work but if this didn't work he would only maybe have time to try one more. He kicked one of his Pokeballs, releasing Camile from hers. She had tiny fingers, much smaller than his in fact. Maybe if this didn't work he would have her help out.
"Come on little one, just try a little harder alright? This gland I'm rubbing here will make you feel a little sick but right now that's what you want. Try not to struggle to much. Just think, when you throw it up I'll give you some real food, how about that? Now just try and regurgitate alright? Please, I'm really sorry just try to do this..."
Canicus was worried about the little bird and he continued to rub the glands and roll her head.
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Post by pandamattmatt on Apr 23, 2011 20:12:38 GMT -5
The young pidove had tears in her eyes and fear in her heart. She was trying to throw up just like the trainer was asking, but she just couldn't do it! Not once in her life has she ever had to throw up. When you scavenge for food, you learn to bite past a gag reflex and to keep things down no matter what. She just couldn't throw up!
The mother pidove was crying and praying to a god that she worshiped, or perhaps she didn't believe in a god, but this was a desperate time. This was when mettle was tested, and right now, the trainer and her daughter were on trial. She didn't know what she felt beyond fear. Perhaps it was a defensive numbness, or maybe it was the adrenaline telling her to save her child but knowing she couldn't. Either way, ice was in her veins and she was crying snowflakes. metaphorically.
A Pidove is choking on the Cigarette butt you tossed away. Attempt to save the Pidove? You have three posts to save her.
::Pidove:: Name: ---- (Young Pidove) Species: Pidove Gender: Female Level: 10 Abilities: Big Pecks and Super Luck Attacks: Gust, Growl and Leer. Personality: A scavenger; opportunist, but desperate for food. Very kind and forgiving, but unaware of what is food and what isn't when things are littered on the ground.
::Pidove:: Name: ---- (Mother Pidove) Species: Pidove Gender: Female Level: 15 Abilities: Big Pecks and Super Luck Attacks: Gust, Growl, Quick Attack, Air Cutter and Leer. Personality: Protective of her daughter, loyal, fierce when she needs to be.
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Post by Rekari on Apr 25, 2011 23:02:27 GMT -5
There was only one option left for Canicus, he had to get the butt out of the Pidove's throat and he knew how to do it. It was just a last resort.
"Alright, this is going to be a little uncomfortable but bear with me. Camile hold her head, I'm going in with the tweezers."
As much as he was ashamed to admit it Canicus did have a manicure kit in his bag. He liked to stay clean after all. With Camile holding the beak open he reached in with the small tweezers, careful not to hurt the bird in the process. They were small enough that they went in easily. Please Arceus let him get the cigarette. He would never ever litter again and he would never ever take anything for granted. Sweat rolled down his forehead and his eyes began to tear a little. He didn't want the Pidove to die... He wanted it to live... He didn't want to rip a family apart because of his carelessness. He felt the tweezers hit the obstruction and carefully began to pull, please let her live.
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Post by Kathryn on Apr 26, 2011 6:51:04 GMT -5
Pidove felt fear cripple her when the man pulled out some tweezers and put it down her throat. The mother screeched, wondering what Canicus was doing to her baby, before she realised that he was trying to pull it out himself. Of course, the regurgitation wasn’t working, so there was only one other way to clear it.
The daughter felt the butt tug against her throat, and the feeling of the tweezers that far into her throat made her feel sick, and her eyes watered. Tugging against the pull, suddenly the butt broke free and was pulled from her throat, and the Pidove quickly swallowed a few times, snapping her beak open and shut to comfort her dry throat. As soon as it was clear of her airway, she panted, breathing in the best couple of breaths since she’d been born, and felt her heart rate slowly go back to a comfortable pace.
Looking up at the Trainer, she wondered if he had meant to make her choke, but seeing the Trainer’s eyes water and his panicked reaction, she realised that it had all been a huge mistake. Fortunately, nothing had died here today, and she straightened up, rubbing her cheek thankfully against Canicus’s face.
“It’s okay, I forgive you.” Her voice sounded so young – in human, about five years of age. Blinking, her mother immediately fussed over her, and the two nuzzled into each other happily, finally relieved that they had not been separated. What would have happened if she had died? The Pidove would have been heartbroken, and furious, and vengeful. She’d have hunted the Trainer down for the murder of her innocent baby, and made him suffer for it...
“...Thank you,” the mother chirped hesitantly. “But if I ever catch you littering again, I’m gonna make sure that you-” “It’s alright, mom,” the daughter giggled, batting playfully at her mother’s head with a wing. “...But I would like to thank you for saving my life. Would you... Would you let me come with you on your journey?”
You saved the Pidove. Job well done! The Daughter wants to join you.
Name: ---- (Young Pidove) Species: Pidove Gender: Female Level: 10 Abilities: Big Pecks and Super Luck Attacks: Gust, Growl and Leer. Personality: A scavenger; opportunist, but desperate for food. Very kind and forgiving, but unaware of what is food and what isn't when things are littered on the ground.
Name: ---- (Mother Pidove) Species: Pidove Gender: Female Level: 15 Abilities: Big Pecks and Super Luck Attacks: Gust, Growl, Quick Attack, Air Cutter and Leer. Personality: Protective of her daughter, loyal, fierce when she needs to be.
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Post by Rekari on Apr 26, 2011 9:42:16 GMT -5
Canicus was instantly relieved once the cigarette butt came out of the Pidove's throat. Any longer and she would have died and he would have probably killed himself after. He hadn't meant to hurt anyone and now he would never litter again. He patted the young Pidove on the head gently, knowing she had been through a lot at such a young age, most of it all his fault.
"I really am sorry, I won't ever do that again. Promise. I never really thought that someone would eat it... I was careless. Now, about that food I promised..."
He pulled out his last loaf of bread and this wasn't the cheap stuff either. Premium grade French bread that was so soft it felt like cotton candy. He broke it in half and set one in front of the mother and the other in front of the daughter who appeared to want to join his team.
"Well if it's what you want I really can't say no can I? I owe you plus you look like you'd be a great asset to my team. But you'll need a name... How about Dovesary?"
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Post by Dracken on Apr 26, 2011 13:31:55 GMT -5
The young Pidove, now named Dovesary, happily ruffled her feathers. <Yay!> She exclaimed happily. The bird looked to her mother with big eyes. <Isn't this great, mommy?!> Her eyes big and round, full of hope and happiness. The mother couldn't help but smile bitterly. Was her daughter really going to be taken away from her? She couldn't let this happen, even if the human saved her. But she was the one who caused it in the first place. Ah, confusion. Rough being a parent, letting your children go.
The newly named Pidove then looked at her new soon-to-be-owner. <So, what now?> She asked. <What do I have to do now?> The young Pidove knew nothing outside of the nest she grew up in, she would have to learn how to fight, how to defend herself and everything. Something that her mother would have done if it wasn't for her deciding to go with the trainer.
The mother watched from a few feet away, still uncertain about this whole thing. She wished she could change her daughter's mind but it seemed highly unlikely.
::pidove:: Name: Dovesary (Young Pidove) Species: Pidove Gender: Female Level: 10 Abilities: Big Pecks and Super Luck Attacks: Gust, Growl and Leer. Personality: A scavenger; opportunist, but desperate for food. Very kind and forgiving, but unaware of what is food and what isn't when things are littered on the ground.
Happy, asks what's next
::pidove:: Name: ---- (Mother Pidove) Species: Pidove Gender: Female Level: 15 Abilities: Big Pecks and Super Luck Attacks: Gust, Growl, Quick Attack, Air Cutter and Leer. Personality: Protective of her daughter, loyal, fierce when she needs to be.
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Post by Rekari on Apr 26, 2011 14:33:33 GMT -5
Canicus smiled and laughed at the eager little Pidove. She sure was ready to go that was for sure. He pulled out a Pokeball from his bag and held it out for her. He pointed to the little button.
"Just press that button when you are ready alright? Just make sure you say goodbye to your momma and tell her you love her. We might not be back this way for awhile and you don't want her to worry. And momma Pidove I know you're worried about her coming with me but I'll bring Dovesary back to see you whenever I can. Who knows, she might even have evolved when we come back to see you. How about you meet the rest of the team too after you get caught. After all you already know Camile."
The Hoppip smiled and did a little turn. >I'm so happy you're better Dovesary and I'm really happy that you decided to join the team! Let's be friends alright?<
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Post by Sp❣rit on Apr 27, 2011 11:53:55 GMT -5
Birds! [atrb=border,0,true] { Dovesary } Female, lvl 10 Big Pecks|Super Luck Gust|Growl|Leer Personality: A kind scavenger; opportunist, but desperate for food. Has joined your team! | { Momma Pidove } Female, lvl 15 Big Pecks|Super Luck Gust|Growl|Leer|Air Cutter|Quick Attack Wants to see the rest of the team |
The little one shook her head in all directions at the sight of the Pokeball, completely thrilled to see it right there. So shiny and neat, and it looked like a toy! She followed his intructions willingly, under the watchful gaze of her mother, and tapped the center. Her mother wasn't surprised to see her child get sucked in, but her heart ached at the sight anyways. The sphere rocked for a few moments before settling down, signaling a successful capture.
<What other Pokémon will she be around?> The mother asked, looking at the Hoppip with concern. Nothing frightening, she hoped. She wanted her daughter to be in a good environment, not with scary, trained and brutal Pokémon. She wouldn't have minded if the trainer was indolent and didn't train much either, since her daughter would be in good hands anyways. As long as there was food, plus he knew how to save her when she choked. It was much more than what she could do.
<If you don't mind, we can have a quick battle. It wouldn't have to be until one of us faints...just so I can see how good you really are.> She decided to add, wondering if she would regret it. If they showed enough determination, she would be happy enough.
Comply to the worried mother's demands?
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Post by Rekari on Apr 28, 2011 0:00:51 GMT -5
Canicus was happy when Dovesary was caught. It seemed as though his team was mainly females. He was interested in the fact that momma Pidove wanted to see the rest of his team and challenged him to a quick spar, not that he had a problem with it, it would be a good chance to show Dovesary the rest of the team and introduce them.
"Alright, sounds good to me. I'll just go ahead and let everyone out and you can meet them all, then you can choose who you want to battle."
Pulling the Pokeballs from his belt he clicked each one open and out came his small team. Well almost all of them, Cora was a water type and he didn't want her to suffocate. Out popped Annie the Miltank, Barr the Ekans and Tim the Doduo. Camile his Hoppip was already out. Immediately Barr went and slithered off to the wall, laying his head down in contempt and falling asleep. He wanted no part in whatever the trainer was doing. Finally he released Dovesary from her ball who excitedly flapped her wings. >Did you see it Momma? Did you see me? I did it!<
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Post by Kathryn on Apr 28, 2011 6:44:24 GMT -5
Pidove looked at the Doduo to the Miltank and then to the Ekans. Well, there was a decent array of Pokémon there, but which would she like to battle? The Miltank looked like a worthy opponent, but the Ekans was a Flying type like she was, right? The Ekans didn’t seem too bothered by what was going on, so she wouldn’t battle with him. She flew up into the air and hovered above the Miltank – she’d made her choice.
“Don’t knock me out,” she requested coolly, and then landed in front of the Miltank, tilting her head. What kind of attacks this Pokémon knew, she wasn’t sure, but it looked like it would be fun. Then she moved a short distance away and prepared herself, flying up into the air. “You move first.”
::Miltank::
::Pidove:: { Momma Pidove } Female, lvl 15 Big Pecks|Super Luck Gust|Growl|Leer|Air Cutter|Quick Attack Wants to see the rest of the team
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Post by Rekari on Apr 28, 2011 13:00:14 GMT -5
Canicus was a little more than surprised as the Momma Pidove chose Annie to battle. Despite being his starter she had one of the lower levels on the team because she really didn't like battling. But she would for Canicus in this situation. Personally she would really rather be boxed that participate in gym battles but for some reason Canicus refused to box her. He didn't mind if she stayed level five forever. She moved to her portion of the makeshift field and held her stance.
"Alright Annie use Defense Curl then Tackle!"
Curling her body tight she raised her defenses up and ran towards the Pidove head on.
::Miltank:: +1 Defense Used Defense Curl Used Tackle Level 5 Tackle || Growl || Defense Curl
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Apr 29, 2011 9:19:37 GMT -5
::pidove:: { Momma Pidove } Female, lvl 15 Big Pecks|Super Luck Gust|Growl|Leer|Air Cutter|Quick Attack Personality: Protective of her daughter, loyal, fierce when she needs to be hit with tackle, used air cutter Momma Pidove tensed her body up and narrowed her eyes, ready for the fight. She was not a push-over that was certain. She let Annie's tackle attack strike her. It pushed her backwards, she adjusted her wings so that she flew upwards into the air with the additional force Annie gave her from the tackle attack. Propelling herself upwards she turned and dove back down at Miltank, air gathering at her wings and glowing a slight blue color. With a fierce flap she launched the air cutter attack at Annie, the determined look still on her face. She was not going to go easy on this guy at all, she needed to feel secure that her daughter would be well taken care of.
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Post by Rekari on May 2, 2011 0:50:14 GMT -5
Annie shrieked a little as she was hit by the other Pokemons attack. Even with her boosted defense the other Pokemon was three times her level. It was difficult for her to stand back up and Canicus knew that this wouldn't be a very fair fight. Annie would faint far to quickly for her to get any enjoyment out of the battle.
"Annie, you don't have to keep going if you don't think you can, don't push yourself to hard okay? Remember it doesn't matter if you win just don't get hurt."
Annie nodded and raised her defense once more. She wouldn't give up so easily though. She would at least try to get one more hit in, even if she was in pain. Tim watched the battle with mild interest. His left head was a little high and his right head was all together a little upset that he hadn't been the one chosen to fight, but then again he was probably just being a little on the moody side. Camile was bouncing happily around Canicus's feet, happy to have a new teammate. Annie ran forward once more, trying to tackle the Pidove once more. ::Miltank:: +2 Defense Used Defense Curl Used Tackle Level 5 Tackle || Growl || Defense Curl
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Post by Sp❣rit on May 2, 2011 20:36:56 GMT -5
Birds! [atrb=border,0,true] { Momma Pidove } Female, lvl 15 Big Pecks|Super Luck Gust|Growl|Leer|Air Cutter|Quick Attack Hit by TackleUses Growl |
The Miltank seemed to be having some kind of trouble, and she could sense that the cow was going to be knocked out soon. As she finished her last attack, the defense boosts seemed to be negated completely because she used a special attack. It wasn't planned, but she supposed that was a nice bonus. The cow was coming after her again, and she started to flap her wings skillfully to fly away.
She was distracted by her daughter's cheerful face, and slowed down just enough to get hit by the giant cow. She grunted from the blow, but she had dealt with worse. She let out a loud coo sound, trying to coax the Miltank into going a bit easier on her. <If you get too tired, you can use one of your team mates. Power in numbers, I believe.> She nodded with recognition, believing that the group itself had the potential to be enough to protect her child.
She had enough integrity to keep her word on making sure that her foe didn't faint, but she wasn't sure if she was pushing her boundaries. The Miltank could probably endure a Quick Attack, but nothing stronger than that at the most. Herself? She was rather swell, enjoying this easy battle yet still worried about her daughter's new guardian.
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Post by Rekari on May 3, 2011 0:04:17 GMT -5
At the mention of being able to bring in a teammate Tim ran in to the rescue, taking the Quick Attack for her as a favor. He had wanted to be involved in the battle and now he had a chance to. Staring at the Pidove he gave a goofy grin and used Rage. There was nothing like a good rage to get it moving.
Annie used growl, rather than defense curl, wanting to help out Tim the best she could. She decided to take the rest of her turn to rest. She really needed it. +2 Defense Used Growl Resting Level 5 Tackle || Growl || Defense Curl ::dodou:: level 10
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Post by Sp❣rit on May 3, 2011 14:16:40 GMT -5
Birds! [atrb=border,0,true] { Momma Pidove } (Attack -1) Female, lvl 15 Big Pecks|Super Luck Gust|Growl|Leer|Air Cutter|Quick Attack Hit by GrowlUses Gust on Doduo |
<Another bird, huh? You're brave. I like the look in your eyes, kid.> Momma Pidove admitted, flapping her wings to lower her to the ground to stand off against this new friend of her daughter. This was going to be an interesting match, especially because both of these Pokemon were much bigger than her. She had to wonder just how strong the wingless bird really was, so she thought she'd start off lightly to see where they would get.
<Daughter, watch and learn!> She cried, raising both wings dramatically to try and command her attention. Hopefully this battle would show her girl a thing or two about how to battle, at least with their form.
She looked as if she was going to take flight, but actually she had only jumped just to bat her wings together furiously. A weak gust of wind was kicked up at the Doduo, hopefully reaching her target successfully.
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