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Post by Warr on Feb 22, 2012 23:56:03 GMT -5
There was no reason for them to be out here- not really at least. His Pokémon had been training hard and he had been training hard as well. Before they had even landed back in the Cheyenne region, even stepped foot into Verona City or began the trek back towards the previous placement within the region; they had trained hard. And even now, in the shadows of morning, they continued to train. While his Pokémon rested from a training regiment he had put them through with his own walking stick the young man jogged through the dirt and pebble covered path of the first route within Cheyenne. He had come back here assuming that all those he had made friends with or known would be gone, and that only those who he had made enemies of might still be here. As much as he hated to admit it, Cheyenne was a lawless place. So lawless that even if he did find and defeat the cloaked man, the young man wasn't so sure that he was going to simply turn around and return back to Staunchriver and his once beloved home. The people needed someone to stand up for what was right here- someone to stand up against the bullies and the dangerous that were out here in Cheyenne. An unloved, friendless man he stood and strode through the place- running in fact, but his overconfident expression could tell you nothing but the opposite. Perhaps if Cheyenne needed someone to do these things, he would do them. He would help those who needed help. For what better way to become stronger than to face those who would destroy all you value head-on? The would-be sheriff's grin slowly grew upon his pale face, and the youth only caught up with his running speed.
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Post by FOTLY on Feb 23, 2012 11:37:32 GMT -5
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{ hey pretty lady it's crazy,
You're almost twice my age I want to dance on your body the way I shake it on stage. She was a bottle blonde she had her 7s on, when i think about it now just a cougar on the prowl. My head started to spin when I saw her son walking in, I'll be he felt like a fool, because i knew him from school, I remember what my mama said: don't talk to strangers, don't do all the thinking with your little head .
THE SENTRET POPPED IN another bright, red berry into his mouth, letting out a low > mmm~ < he chewed up the berry, getting a tarty taste from it, as he rolled it around in his mouth. suddenly, something zoomed past him, and the sentret was taken aback. he hadn't even see it come up close, so what was that?
the sentret took off running as well, in the same direction as the human went. > wait! wait up! < he yelled out to the male, hoping that he'd stop and turn around. > why are we running? is it away from someone? < he looked behind himself, seeing nothing, and figured that maybe it was an invisible demon coming after them. that would be scary.
::sentret:: SENTRET (M) 06 run away // keen eye scratch .. foresight .. defense curl energetic -- oblivious to danger -- clingy -- loyal like a dog NOTES: MODDED ♥
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Post by Warr on Feb 23, 2012 12:49:50 GMT -5
Oh, if it was a different trainer that Sentret might have gotten a different response, but in the end there was only one response that Wade could give it as he continued his run. A raised eyebrow and a smirk, those word the simplest of things that he could do. Wade didn't understand Pokespeak at all, despite having many Pokemon himself he only understood body language conveyed from them. So he could tell the Sentret was concerned about something, and with a change of momentum, the young man turned his run into a rolling dervish of a landing, soon flipping onto his feet and immediately grabbing his primary Pokeball, tossing out Scuttlebutt and raising an eyebrow at the Sentret. “Is something wrong, buddy...? Do you need help?” the trainer asked, tilting his head.
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Post by FOTLY on Feb 23, 2012 17:10:26 GMT -5
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{ hey pretty lady it's crazy,
You're almost twice my age I want to dance on your body the way I shake it on stage. She was a bottle blonde she had her 7s on, when i think about it now just a cougar on the prowl. My head started to spin when I saw her son walking in, I'll be he felt like a fool, because i knew him from school, I remember what my mama said: don't talk to strangers, don't do all the thinking with your little head .
A BLANK LOOK WAS GIVEN when the trainer did the aerobatics, rolling around and then sending out a poke'mon. it was like one of those fancy pants contest leaders all over again! > nah, nothing's wrong. < he waved off the notion since it was nothing too special. the poke'mon now in front of him caught his new attention. > well hi there! < he flicked his tail over to the beedrill that was obviously many levels ahead of him. > wanna play a game? < his happiness couldn't be expressed at the moment, and he'd probably end up being even happier if this guy were to say yes to his question. > say yes! <SENTRET (M) 06 run away // keen eye scratch .. foresight .. defense curl energetic -- oblivious to danger -- clingy -- loyal like a dog happy~ NOTES: MODDED ♥
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Post by Warr on Feb 23, 2012 19:50:40 GMT -5
The dark haired youth from Staunchriver understood the Sentret well enough despite the massive language barrier between the two of them- the icy blue eyed young man telling liettle things about the ferret like Pokemon as they stood there, but not entirely understanding its question as he dusted his jacket coat off, tilting his head and watching the little furball. Scuttlebutt- he however understood Pokespeech quite welll, he was a Pokemon after all! The Beedrill continued its slow and steady flutter over the grass watching the Sentret, and looked with a serious expression at Warren, who planned to train and really didn't want to dick around with the baby munchling pokemon. They had a formidable enough team as it was already, but Scuttlebutt could remember- or rather couldn't remember how it felt to be alone, so the yellow purple and brown bee Pokemon fluttered around for a moment and then answered. <You got it, bbzzzz. Scuttlebutt's the King of cool, so if you got a game I'm in for it- and because Warre- I mean Wade is such a good trainer, he'll probably come on too.>
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Post by CASTAWAY on Feb 24, 2012 9:25:40 GMT -5
::sentret:: pokemon encounter ! the sentret found this all great. < yes! yes! i want to play a game. it's called.. chase me! > he said, bouncing into the air on his tail. he spun around, finding himself running across the snow. slipping, sliding. but still managing to keep himself upright. the beedrill could do whatever it took to catch him, but it was all about the chase! the thrill of hiding. everything! he wanted to play, and play he would! the sentret bounced himself into a tree, waiting for the beedrill. once it came to look for him, the sentret would try to come back down with a scratch.
but right now he was curling himself into a defensive ball, hiding from the beedrill. he couldn't be seen in the tree at the moment. his fur was too dark, and he was behind a mask of snow too.
::sentret:: SENTRET (M) 06 run away // keen eye scratch .. foresight .. defense curl energetic -- oblivious to danger -- clingy -- loyal like a dog health is green. used defense curl. going to use scratch.[/blockquote][/blockquote] TUNES|| TAGS|| modded! TALK|| your welcome<3 ---------------------[/size]
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Post by Warr on Feb 24, 2012 10:15:19 GMT -5
Scuttlebutt continued to flutter after the fur-ball if a Pokemon, amused up until the point that the Sentret moved to attack him, and then the fun-loving attitude of the Beedrill melted away. The Beedrill's posture instantly disappeared and the Poison Bee Pokemon aimed a stinger at the furball. Scuttlebutt hated being attacked. <Oh, it's on now...> the bee spat in Pokespeech. Scuttlebutt had been picked on most of its life, and playing or not- there was no need to run and strike like that. Without a word from his trainer, the Pokemon launched forward with its stinger, preparing a fury attack.
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Post by Sheepy on Feb 25, 2012 7:14:59 GMT -5
SENTRET (M) 06 run away // keen eye scratch .. foresight .. defense curlenergetic -- oblivious to danger -- clingy -- loyal like a dog{+1 defence} Used Scratch before running offThe sentret gave a silent giggle when he saw the beedrill arrive at the tree in no time at all, but was having a hard time trying to find him though with his excellent camoflauge in the tree! He watched with playful eyes as the beedrill buzzed around, trying to find him. Soo though he would be found, so he had to execute his plan now before it was too late. "CHARRRRRRRRRRRRRGE!" He shouted as he jumped out of the tree towards the beedrill, waving his arms in a scratch attack. Regardless if the attack hit or not, he rolled onto the soft ground before galloping away into a bush behind the beedrill, giggling at the funny antics of this wonderful game! He was looking forward to what the beedrill was going to do now, seeing that he had stopped it from getting him.
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Post by Warr on Feb 25, 2012 9:09:04 GMT -5
Scuttlebutt continued to flutter after the fur-ball if a Pokemon, amused up until the point that the Sentret moved to attack him, and then the fun-loving attitude of the Beedrill melted away. The Beedrill's posture instantly disappeared and the Poison Bee Pokemon aimed a stinger at the furball. Scuttlebutt hated being attacked. <Oh, it's on now...> the bee spat in Pokespeech. Scuttlebutt had been picked on most of its life, and playing or not- there was no need to run and strike like that. Without a word from his trainer, the Pokemon launched forward with its stinger, preparing a fury attack. Name: Scuttlebutt [Beedrill] Gender: Male Level: 10.5 Met: Hatched from Egg [Pre-Adventure] Attacks: Poison Sting, String Shot, Harden, Fury Attack Species name: Poison Bee Pokémon Type: Bug/Poison Personality: Quirky - Scuttlebutt was born in captivity, and showered with affection and belief in it from the time it was hatched. It's spent more time playing around than training up until now; and it's often more interested exploring than it is in Pokémon battles, or drills to train it. It adores Warren, and often tries to ride on his head when out of it's Pokeball. Also has a horrible habit of scratching at people's feet. Is stupidly brave because it hasn't experienced many real battles; and those which it has, bravery has helped it/saved it. Ability: { Swarm + Sniper } Loyalty: 6 out of 5 (Super Loyal) Held Item: Poison Barb Used Fury Attack.
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Post by Parallel on Feb 25, 2012 13:22:57 GMT -5
Pokemon Encounter!
The sentret bounded through the bushes, giggling as he went. Oh this was fun! The beedrill was following him! But where was that trainer person? Was he going to play too? The normal type rolled through the fallen leaves and skidded along the snow before accidentally crashing into a tree. <Owwwww! OwOwOwOuch!> he cried out, clutching his head in his fuzzy little paws. Talk about Karma! He had slammed right into the tree and was currently seeing stars. He hoped the beedrill would help him out when he caught up with him.
Sitting down in the snow he wrapped his tail around himself, not feeling as bouncy as before.
SENTRET (M) 06 run away // keen eye scratch .. foresight .. defense curlenergetic -- oblivious to danger -- clingy -- loyal like a dog{+1 defence} Used Scratch before running off
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Post by Warr on Feb 25, 2012 14:12:38 GMT -5
As his strikes missed [did they?] the Beedrill fluttered within a circle, looking for the Sentret and preparing to beat it quite possibly senseless- only to have Wade notice what was going on and shake his head, "Get back here, Scuttlebutt! We don't pick on weaker Pokemon or people, remember? That's the rules!" The Bee glared for a moment, before nodding and floating back. No matter if the furball had been hurt or not, it no doubt got taught a lesson by that crash. Scuttlebutt would content himself with that for now. <I guess Wade is right.> the Beedrill buzzed. Name: Scuttlebutt [Beedrill] Gender: Male Level: 10.5 Met: Hatched from Egg [Pre-Adventure] Attacks: Poison Sting, String Shot, Harden, Fury Attack Species name: Poison Bee Pokémon Type: Bug/Poison Personality: Quirky - Scuttlebutt was born in captivity, and showered with affection and belief in it from the time it was hatched. It's spent more time playing around than training up until now; and it's often more interested exploring than it is in Pokémon battles, or drills to train it. It adores Warren, and often tries to ride on his head when out of it's Pokeball. Also has a horrible habit of scratching at people's feet. Is stupidly brave because it hasn't experienced many real battles; and those which it has, bravery has helped it/saved it. Ability: { Swarm + Sniper } Loyalty: 6 out of 5 (Super Loyal) Held Item: Poison Barb Used Fury Attack.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Feb 25, 2012 15:54:38 GMT -5
HOPPIP APPEARED ! The Sentret was sufficiently gone now, driven away by the scary Beedrill's anger. It seemed that the creature wasn't loyal enough to stay for the battle.
After a moment, another pokemon came sailing by. It was a Hoppip that seemed discontent with the world and his surroundings, glancing critically around him at the trees and bushes that he called home. Sighing, he thought about how much he wanted to get out of this meager little route and explore the world. He heard there were castles and huge skyscrapers and new surroundings out there that he could acquaint himself with. For now, however, he was honing his strength.
<This place SUCKS.> He declared loudly to whomever would hear him. Then he realized that there was indeed someone, in the form of a blue-eyed, dark haired human. He seemed pretty content, which made the Hoppip jealous. <You're an eyesore.> He muttered, licking his paw and attempting to fix the human's hair. Some of it was sticking up in a way that bothered him. When he was satisfied, he continued floating on. <Outta my way.> He muttered, brushing past.
::hoppip:: HOPPIP (M) 6 Grass/Flying Chlorophyll || Leaf Guard Splash | Synthesis Sassy - Complainer - Meticulous Appeared !
TUNES|| Vampire Weekend - Giving Up the Gun TAGS|| Modded ! TALK|| C:
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Post by Warr on Feb 25, 2012 16:14:32 GMT -5
Wade smirked to himself as he watched Scuttlebutt follow his command- something he knew the Bug type would do, they had been together longer than any other one of his Pokémon and Wade- and Wade had been the one to hatch him from an egg after all. The dark haired youth from Staunchriver's smile continued up until the point that the Hoppip got too close for comfort, licking his head- and then the young man narrowed his eyes, tilting his head. "Get on away from me." he commanded, the plant type was something he really didn't seem to want to invest in, especially given the fact that it was pink but he nodded to himself anyways, it was not that the Hoppip's words bothered him, it was that he didn't understand Pokespeech. Like at all. <He doesn't understand Pokespeech.> the Beedrill buzzed towards the floating flower as he closed in on his trainer, and they kept on walking. Name: Scuttlebutt [Beedrill] Gender: Male Level: 10.5 Met: Hatched from Egg [Pre-Adventure] Attacks: Poison Sting, String Shot, Harden, Fury Attack Species name: Poison Bee Pokémon Type: Bug/Poison Personality: Quirky - Scuttlebutt was born in captivity, and showered with affection and belief in it from the time it was hatched. It's spent more time playing around than training up until now; and it's often more interested exploring than it is in Pokémon battles, or drills to train it. It adores Warren, and often tries to ride on his head when out of it's Pokeball. Also has a horrible habit of scratching at people's feet. Is stupidly brave because it hasn't experienced many real battles; and those which it has, bravery has helped it/saved it. Ability: { Swarm + Sniper } Loyalty: 6 out of 5 (Super Loyal) Held Item: Poison Barb [ooc; Thankies for the reply Draa. ]
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Post by CASTAWAY on Feb 26, 2012 9:12:12 GMT -5
::buizel:: pokemon encounter ! the hoppip kept on going. nothing was said on the matter.
a buizel found her way through the snow, burrowing through it and throwing it in the air. she was having the time of her life, making fun arise even with the horrible snow. she would've had more fun in the water. but this was just about as close to it as she was going to get. since, it was just frozen water. made into little white particles. before long, the water pokemon was blowing on the snow, making little puffs of it blow up in her face. the otter bounced into the air, yelling. < CANNON BALL! > and landing in the pile of snow. then she disappeared in it, to scare someone. tehehe.
HOPPIP (M) 6 Grass/Flying Chlorophyll || Leaf Guard Splash | Synthesis Sassy - Complainer - Meticulous left.::buizel:: BUIZEL (F) 6 Water Swift Swim Sonicboom | Growl | Water Sport | Quick Attack | Water Gun Fun Loving - Joyous - Makes a game out of anything[/blockquote][/blockquote] TUNES|| TAGS|| modded! TALK|| your welcome<3 ---------------------[/size]
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Post by Warr on Feb 26, 2012 11:29:40 GMT -5
The Pink Flower spore of a Pokemon sufficiently shooed as the Beedrill and its trainer continued to walk down the path, ignoring things and not particularly hunting for Pokemon- they noticed the Buizel only by its call as it called out Canonball. With a grin, the son of a water specialist Gym Leader- as that was what Wade was, nodded gently to Scuttlebutt to flank the Buizel, the young man reaching into his Pocket for a Netball and beginning to stride gently towards the spot where the Buizel seemed to be preparing an ambush. The dark haired young man whistled gently, jogging with one of his hands in his pocket- the hand that grasped the netball. Having a Buizel would be an useful asset, especially with Team Death's tendency to use fire type Pokemon. "I wonder why there's not any cute Pokemon around...." he baited the proverbial line. Name: Scuttlebutt [Beedrill] Gender: Male Level: 10.5 Met: Hatched from Egg [Pre-Adventure] Attacks: Poison Sting, String Shot, Harden, Fury Attack Species name: Poison Bee Pokémon Type: Bug/Poison Personality: Quirky - Scuttlebutt was born in captivity, and showered with affection and belief in it from the time it was hatched. It's spent more time playing around than training up until now; and it's often more interested exploring than it is in Pokémon battles, or drills to train it. It adores Warren, and often tries to ride on his head when out of it's Pokeball. Also has a horrible habit of scratching at people's feet. Is stupidly brave because it hasn't experienced many real battles; and those which it has, bravery has helped it/saved it. Ability: { Swarm + Sniper } Loyalty: 6 out of 5 (Super Loyal) Held Item: Poison Barb
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Post by CASTAWAY on Feb 26, 2012 19:22:55 GMT -5
::buizel:: pokemon encounter ! she'd been waiting for him to come around. she heard him talking, but it was too muffled for her to make any sense of. instead, she just popped out of the snow, roaring as loud as she could. then she laughed hysterically and tumbled backwards into the snow. < i scared you! > she exclaimed. even if she hadn't. instead, she wormed her way through the snow, trying to get away from wade. she'd caught a glimpse of the pokeball, and honestly felt a squeeze of shock in her hands.
she didn't want to be caught! the buizel wanted to be wild, and do what she wanted. not take orders from some trainer who thought he was something special! no no nooo!
::buizel:: BUIZEL (F) 6 Water Swift Swim Sonicboom | Growl | Water Sport | Quick Attack | Water Gun Fun Loving - Joyous - Makes a game out of anything[/blockquote][/blockquote] TUNES|| TAGS|| modded! TALK|| your welcome<3 ---------------------[/size]
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Post by Warr on Feb 26, 2012 19:58:34 GMT -5
The young man was prepared to have to catch the Pokemon by force if he had to. He had not really had to do it before- but it was something he was already used to having to do. It was one of the primary rules of being a Pokemon trainer after all, especially if you didn't want to spend months looking for the single Pokemon that fit the bill of what type and species you needed, and which actually wanted to come with you. Sometimes it could possibly take years- and strode gently over to the Buizel, reaching into his jacket and grabbing a can of tuna- before smashing it open with his pocket knife, his hand finally off his Netball for the moment. He would try diplomacy at first, dropping to sit on his butt in the snow, and nodding to the Buizel gently. "Hey little guy! Why don't you come over here and share some tuna with me....?" why the trainer was carrying tuna with him? It was high in protein and calories, something useful for a trainer in the wilderness- or his Pokemon, and in his backpack he had plenty more. Name: Scuttlebutt [Beedrill] Gender: Male Level: 10.5 Met: Hatched from Egg [Pre-Adventure] Attacks: Poison Sting, String Shot, Harden, Fury Attack Species name: Poison Bee Pokémon Type: Bug/Poison Personality: Quirky - Scuttlebutt was born in captivity, and showered with affection and belief in it from the time it was hatched. It's spent more time playing around than training up until now; and it's often more interested exploring than it is in Pokémon battles, or drills to train it. It adores Warren, and often tries to ride on his head when out of it's Pokeball. Also has a horrible habit of scratching at people's feet. Is stupidly brave because it hasn't experienced many real battles; and those which it has, bravery has helped it/saved it. Ability: { Swarm + Sniper } Loyalty: 6 out of 5 (Super Loyal) Held Item: Poison Barb
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Post by Kathryn on Feb 27, 2012 10:27:10 GMT -5
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— bertrand russel [/style][STYLE= width: 300px; opacity: 0.6; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; padding: 8px; margin-top: 5px;]Nonplussed, the Buizel turned her attention towards the human and his Beedrill. She'd seen the large poison types before and they were very aggressive when angered. Rather than approach the young man, she immediately started to shy away from him, gulping in cold sweat as she stared at the intimidating bee.
Usually she was an eccentric little water type, but nobody messed with a Beedrill. Not unless they wanted to be stung to hell and back, at least. The offer of tuna was tempting but with that Beedrill there, it didn't seem like she would dare chance the offer.
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Post by Warr on Feb 27, 2012 16:07:06 GMT -5
Wade simply watched the Pokemon as she continued to stand there, the dark haired young man narrowing his icy blue eyes for a moment as the Buizel apparently scoped out Scuttlebutt, a strange thing given the fact that the Beedrill had been told to flank the water type and come around it in a wide arc so he could push the little water type towards Wade. The son of Staunchriver's Gym Leader simply continued to smile, reaching towards the Buizel with the can of Tuna, trying to entice it with food which wasn't freezing cold- like any fish she might have gotten from the nearby creeks would be. The young man nodded to Scuttlebutt too, and the poison bee moved closer to her from behind- trying to corral her towards Wade. "Don't be scared! I'd never hurt you and neither would Scuttlebutt. If I planned to, wouldn't I have started already?" the young man waved the can gently, tilting his head and waiting for the Buizel to come to its senses, or for it not to- whichever was destined to happen. He could just fight it, but he didn't want to brutalize a Pokemon he might very well use in battle. Name: Scuttlebutt [Beedrill] Gender: Male Level: 10.5 Met: Hatched from Egg [Pre-Adventure] Attacks: Poison Sting, String Shot, Harden, Fury Attack Species name: Poison Bee Pokémon Type: Bug/Poison Personality: Quirky - Scuttlebutt was born in captivity, and showered with affection and belief in it from the time it was hatched. It's spent more time playing around than training up until now; and it's often more interested exploring than it is in Pokémon battles, or drills to train it. It adores Warren, and often tries to ride on his head when out of it's Pokeball. Also has a horrible habit of scratching at people's feet. Is stupidly brave because it hasn't experienced many real battles; and those which it has, bravery has helped it/saved it. Ability: { Swarm + Sniper } Loyalty: 6 out of 5 (Super Loyal) Held Item: Poison Barb
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Post by Steve on Feb 28, 2012 10:29:07 GMT -5
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[STYLE=border-bottom: 5px solid #FFC7FF;] [/style] The buizel having been accepted into the fact she was trapped, but that didn't mean she was going to give in to what the trainer wanted. Of course, she was just trying to determine whether or not focusing on the beedrill was a good thing as her tail seemed to wag frivolously in an effort to shoo the bug away. It looked friendly and she was feeling very threatened by it all of a sudden as she stood her ground rather defiantly. That beedrill was slowly approaching her and the closer it got, the sooner she was reconsidering moving. No, this was her playground and if she wanted to be moved, they'd have to make her move. That beedrill wasn't going to scare her off at all. I bet you're trying to trick me and eat the tuna so you can drug me, then take advantage of me! she accused, although she was smiling while saying it as she was pretending this was some sort of game. To see who could make the buizel move first was running in her mind, but right now it was getting closer. Looking at the beedrill, almost face to face, she squealed and ran off to the trainer, then bolted to the left instead. Well, so much for that, but then she went around the trainer so that she was standing behind him looking up at his head. Then aimed a jet of water near him in general to catch his attention, You have tuna? Only if you play hide and seek with me! she commented. BUIZEL (F) 6 Water Swift Swim Sonicboom | Growl | Water Sport | Quick Attack | Water Gun Fun Loving - Joyous - Makes a game out of anything Still doesn't like the beedrill. [/size][STYLE=border-bottom: 5px solid #FFC7FF;] [/style] notes: None. word count: N/A tagged: Mod thread
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