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Post by arionne ♥ on Feb 23, 2012 17:16:33 GMT -5
[newclass=one]float:left; width:0.7em; font-size:400%; font-family:Fredericka the great,georgia; line-height:80%; margin:4 10 2 3px;[/newclass] [newclass=name]float:left; margin:-40 5 0 15px; font-size:65px;font-family:Ruthie,georgia; color:#a2b6aa ;text-shadow: 2px 2px #594d2c, 2px -2px #594d2c, -2px 2px #594d2c, -2px -2px #594d2c,0px 2px #594d2c, 0px -2px #594d2c, -2px 0px #594d2c, 2px 0px #594d2c;[/newclass] [newclass=box]text-align:center;font-family:arial;text-transform:uppercase;font-size:12px;margin-top:85px; color:#191711;[/newclass][newclass=pkmn]text-align:center;font-family:arial[/newclass][newclass=ooc]text-align:left;font-family:times new roman;font-style:italic;text-transform:lowercase;margin-left:100px;margin-top:3px;[/newclass] [atrb=width,550px,true][atrb=height,600px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: #9a9377 url('http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a206/lil_ari/Fate/fate-bg.png') no-repeat bottom;] [classy=box]mawile (6) M[/classy]
[classy=name]O Fate[/classy] [classy=one]M[/classy]awile felt quite energized from the attack, thrilled that he was in a proper battle and on his way to becoming a stronger pokemon. The buneary was a little odd, saying these things that he wasn't sure of. She then curled up into a ball and rolled over to him and the disadvantages of not approaching a battle head first was that his timing was a bit off when it comes to dodging. The pound hit him, the damage not really that strong due to his strong defensive hide, absorbing the energy of the pound.
[classy=one]F[/classy]ate felt a bit useless, watching his pokemon battle. What could he do? He really wasn't sure what was needed of him and Mawile seemed to be doing okay without any guidance. Still, the pokemon looked a bit sour, as if he was still hoping for help. The trainer then remembered that disk he had received and given his pokemon. "Sandstorm!" he called out, already pulling his hood up. The steel type would never admit it, but it was comforting for a pokemon to be able to work with their trainer. The bond was something that professor Winters had lectured all the lab pokemon about for ages before they were finally picked. He wanted to feel the connection, but Fate just seemed like such a useless trainer. The command of a sandstorm made him feel much better, the pokemon summoning up a wind that brought particles of sand with it. "Um... Astonish!"
[classy=one]T[/classy]rying to use the sandstorm as a cover, the pokemon snuck up closer to the buneary and tried to frighted it. Fate watched, his eyes squinted as his arms and face were buffeted by the storm, watching the battle progress.
[classy=pkmn] ::mawile:: level 6 | male { intimidate & hyper cutter } smooth rock astonish - metal burst - thunderfang - sandstorm - fake tears
hit by pound used sandstorm ! used astonish !
{ sandstorm 1/8 } [/classy]
[classy=one]OOC[/classy][classy=ooc] remember astonish deals no damage to normal types
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Post by CASTAWAY on Feb 24, 2012 8:53:14 GMT -5
::buneary:: pokemon encounter ! the buneary was shocked when the boy started pulling up a hood and calling out some word that she didn't understand. though she understood soon enough when the mawile called out a sandstorm and sand started whipping around the field, causing the buneary's giggles to be silenced with grit down the throat. she coughed and hacked, doubling over and whining as the storm pelted her fur. though what annoyed her more was the fact the mawile came up to her, and tried to spook her. it did, but didn't really do anything. she stepped back, eyes wide. but she just shook it off and whined. by this time the girlish, giggling buneary was pouting. and her fists were pounding the air as she ran towards the formerly handsome mawile.
< come back heee-! > she had to silence herself when another wave of sand tried to work its way into her throat. she coughed, bringing her fists down, hoping to score a hit. then afterwards she found herself curling into a defensive ball and staying there, complaining in a muffled voice as the sandstorm took it's revenge on her hide.
::buneary:: Level 5 | Female Run Away, Klutz Splash, Pound, Defense Curl, Foresight Giggly, acts like a cheerleader, flirty. ( ATK x0.5 ) Buffeted by the Sandstorm! Hit by Astonish(nothing happened) Health is low green! Used Defense Curl & Pound on Mawile![/blockquote][/blockquote] TUNES|| TAGS|| modded! TALK|| your welcome<3 ---------------------[/size]
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Post by arionne ♥ on Feb 24, 2012 18:16:26 GMT -5
[newclass=one]float:left; width:0.7em; font-size:400%; font-family:Fredericka the great,georgia; line-height:80%; margin:4 10 2 3px;[/newclass] [newclass=name]float:left; margin:-40 5 0 15px; font-size:65px;font-family:Ruthie,georgia; color:#a2b6aa ;text-shadow: 2px 2px #594d2c, 2px -2px #594d2c, -2px 2px #594d2c, -2px -2px #594d2c,0px 2px #594d2c, 0px -2px #594d2c, -2px 0px #594d2c, 2px 0px #594d2c;[/newclass] [newclass=box]text-align:center;font-family:arial;text-transform:uppercase;font-size:12px;margin-top:85px; color:#191711;[/newclass][newclass=pkmn]text-align:center;font-family:arial[/newclass][newclass=ooc]text-align:left;font-family:times new roman;font-style:italic;text-transform:lowercase;margin-left:100px;margin-top:3px;[/newclass] [atrb=width,550px,true][atrb=height,600px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: #9a9377 url('http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a206/lil_ari/Fate/fate-bg.png') no-repeat bottom;] [classy=box]mawile (6) M[/classy]
[classy=name]O Fate[/classy] [classy=one]T[/classy]he sandstorm seemed like a good idea, but the astonish failed quite miserably. Fate wasn't too sure why that was -- maybe the buneary wasn't really a frightened type of pokemon? The trainer wasn't too sure, but he quickly scanned his pokedex for mawile's moves. " Um... fake tears? Metal burst?" Those were the only two attacks he hadn't used yet. Would the attack work? Would they be effective? [classy=one]T[/classy]he buneary had all but launched herself onto Mawile, the pokemon absorbing the impact. The steel type started to cry, tears welling up in his eyes at the hit. The pokemon felt quite foolish crying in the middle of a sandstorm, especially because the pound really hadn't hurt that much, but he used the opportunity to concentrate the power of the previous hit, attempting to use that power against the buneary. [classy=pkmn] level 6 | male { intimidate & hyper cutter } smooth rock astonish - metal burst - thunderfang - sandstorm - fake tears hit by pound used fake tears ! used metal burst ! { sandstorm 2/8 } [/classy] [/classy]
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Post by Sheepy on Feb 25, 2012 8:37:40 GMT -5
::buneary:: Level 5 | Female Run Away, Klutz Splash, Pound, Defense Curl, Foresight Giggly, acts like a cheerleader, flirty. ( ATK x0.5 ) {-2 Spc. Defence} Buffeted by the Sandstorm! Hit by Fake tears and betal burst! Health is Mid-Orange! Used Splash xD
Buneary gave a small snivel as she saw the mawille suddenly crying right after her she had struck it in the body; she was suddenly filled up with guilt of what she had just done wrong. She had never meant to hurt the pokemon really, but instead she was just giving him a playful punch thats all. However she was suddenly taken surprise by the sudden ball of energy that struck her in the body. It had certainly hurt as she satggered around the battlefield, with her own tears building up in her eyes, but this time they were real compared to the steel type. "You're a big fat bully for decieving me like that! I was nice to you and you just abused me!" She wailed, before splashing some of the puddles around her like a little infant, not carring about the battle now, before she gagged slightly as some of the sand went into her mouth, taking her by surprise.
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Post by arionne ♥ on Feb 25, 2012 17:01:42 GMT -5
[newclass=one]float:left; width:0.7em; font-size:400%; font-family:Fredericka the great,georgia; line-height:80%; margin:4 10 2 3px;[/newclass] [newclass=name]float:left; margin:-40 5 0 15px; font-size:65px;font-family:Ruthie,georgia; color:#a2b6aa ;text-shadow: 2px 2px #594d2c, 2px -2px #594d2c, -2px 2px #594d2c, -2px -2px #594d2c,0px 2px #594d2c, 0px -2px #594d2c, -2px 0px #594d2c, 2px 0px #594d2c;[/newclass] [newclass=box]text-align:center;font-family:arial;text-transform:uppercase;font-size:12px;margin-top:85px; color:#191711;[/newclass][newclass=pkmn]text-align:center;font-family:arial[/newclass][newclass=ooc]text-align:left;font-family:times new roman;font-style:italic;text-transform:lowercase;margin-left:100px;margin-top:3px;[/newclass] [atrb=width,550px,true][atrb=height,600px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: #9a9377 url('http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a206/lil_ari/Fate/fate-bg.png') no-repeat bottom;] [classy=box]mawile (6) M[/classy]
[classy=name]O Fate[/classy] [classy=one]T[/classy]he buneary's cry made Fate want to stop everything. The battle was only fun and games until someone got hurt, and the buneary was definitely hurt and crying and that wasn't good. Mawile, however, didn't seem to care about it too much. < we agreed to a pokemon battle! all's fair in battles and contests!> the steel type claimed, feeling quite confident in the sandstorm. His eyes were on his trainer, his horn facing his opponent, and waiting for more instructions [classy=one]F[/classy]ate had an arm in front of his eyes as he tried to watch the battle amongst the storm. Maybe he should invest in some goggles, the trainer thought. But that wouldn't change his current dilemma. Mawile was waiting for his instructions, even though the buneary was crying. Should he stop the battle again? It seemed wrong of him to go against his words -- he had told his pokemon that battling was okay if the other pokemon agreed to it, but it pained him, thinking of the buizel's words. [classy=one]F[/classy]inally, the trainer made up his mind. " Um... Thunder Fang!" he said, knowing that the attack was a pretty good one and it seemed to make Mawile happy. He would make sure not to leave the poor buneary alone, if he won. He wouldn't be one of those trainers that littered the path with fainted pokemon, like the buizel was talking about. [classy=one]M[/classy]awile smirked and opened the jaw on his horn, glad that his trainer was letting him attack. Stepping back, toward the buneary, he gleefully snapped his jaw a few times before trying to bite it with electrified teeth. [classy=pkmn] level 6 | male { intimidate & hyper cutter } smooth rock astonish - metal burst - thunderfang - sandstorm - fake tears hit by nothing used thunder fang ! { sandstorm 3/8 } [/classy] [/classy]
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Post by tomackze on Feb 25, 2012 18:06:29 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 sand storm buffeted the Buneary's eyes a bit which made it very difficult for her to see as the thunder fang came and struck her on the neck. The attack was too much for her poor little health and she could not help but fall on the ground as she was unable to continue after the blow. Her night was over, she had absolutely no strength left as she laid there on the ground for Fate to do whatever he wished or did not wish to it.
Hopefully he did not go against his own words and leave her there. Someone like her would definitely not do well in the wild if she was fainted like that. There were many predators and pervs that would find a use for her. Hopefully Fate would prevent them from doing so.
::Buneary:: Level 5 | Female Run Away, Klutz Splash, Pound, Defense Curl, Foresight Giggly, acts like a cheerleader, flirty. ( ATK x0.5 ) {-2 Spc. Defence} Buffeted by the Sandstorm! Hit by Thunder Fang. Fainted! +1 level for Mawile | [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 arionne ♥ on Feb 25, 2012 22:29:19 GMT -5
[newclass=one]float:left; width:0.7em; font-size:400%; font-family:Fredericka the great,georgia; line-height:80%; margin:4 10 2 3px;[/newclass] [newclass=name]float:left; margin:-40 5 0 15px; font-size:65px;font-family:Ruthie,georgia; color:#a2b6aa ;text-shadow: 2px 2px #594d2c, 2px -2px #594d2c, -2px 2px #594d2c, -2px -2px #594d2c,0px 2px #594d2c, 0px -2px #594d2c, -2px 0px #594d2c, 2px 0px #594d2c;[/newclass] [newclass=box]text-align:center;font-family:arial;text-transform:uppercase;font-size:12px;margin-top:85px; color:#191711;[/newclass][newclass=pkmn]text-align:center;font-family:arial[/newclass][newclass=ooc]text-align:left;font-family:times new roman;font-style:italic;text-transform:lowercase;margin-left:100px;margin-top:3px;[/newclass] [atrb=width,550px,true][atrb=height,600px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: #9a9377 url('http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a206/lil_ari/Fate/fate-bg.png') no-repeat bottom;] [classy=box]mawile (7) M[/classy]
[classy=name]O Fate[/classy] [classy=ooc]you can skim most of the post until last para[/classy] [classy=one]F[/classy]ate knew he shouldn't be excited, but his victory in this battle did feel kind of nice. The sense of pride, of being able to achieve something he didn't know he could do. Mawile, seeing the buneary go down, let the sandstorm settle until the only evidence left was the sand stuck in every fold of Fate's clothes and in every nook in his skin. "You did great!" said the trainer, his excitement dying a bit at the sight of the motionless buneary.
[classy=one]H[/classy]e felt absolutely horrible for her, remembering just how excitable and adorable she was. Taking out a pokeball, he returned his Mawile back to the capsule, the steel type feeling very smug and extremely happy with the whole situation. He had won his battle, and his trainer had helped him! He would ave to push Fate a bit more in order to get him to understand that battling was important, but it was a good start.
[classy=one]T[/classy]he trainer then looked through the bag professor Winters had given him and took a pokeball out. He wasn't too sure how to catch a pokemon. He knew that somehow, the buneary had to get into the pokeball, but the logistics were failing him a little bit. He looked at the spherical object and pushed the button, flinching a bit when it doubled in size. It still wasn't enough to fit the buneary in, though! With Mawile, all he had to do was press the button and point it toward the pokemon to return him. He tried doing the same with the buneary, but nothing happened. There was no beam of light, but rather the pokeball opened up, revealing the insides.
[classy=one]T[/classy]he emptiness made Fate feel a bit uneasy. There were some wires and plates that reflected the light quite prettily, but it was just... an empty ball. Did his pokemon all stay in there? Was it comfortable? He hated thinking that his friends were all confined into such small spaces! No. It couldn't be. He remembered in his brief stay as a nurse in a pokemon center that pokemon didn't actually... stay in their balls. He had seen trainers swap the contents using a machine, and where at one point it might have been a small water type creature, after using the computer some large boulder would be released from the pokeball. He would have to trust that his pokemon were happy, even though he had never thought about this before. Skitty and Combee seemed happy, and even though Mawile was a bit more snappy, he didn't seem to mind too much.
[classy=one]I[/classy]t still didn't change the fact that the buneary was still lying on the ground, fainted, and all Fate could manage to do was to open the pokeball. He knelt down next to the normal type and placed the empty ball next to it. Picking the pokemon up, he tried to place her into the small capsule, but really, she not going to fit. No pokemon would fit in there normally. But Fate knew that there was a way! Every other trainer managed to capture their pokemon successfully, and so he should be able to do it too!
[classy=one]F[/classy]rustrated, Fate placed the buneary back onto the ground and he took the pokeball in his hands, snapping it closed. He saw his own reflection in the red and white ball, slightly smudged from his fingers. Slowly, he brought it closer to to the fainted body of the buneary. The moment the metallic edge grazed over her fur, the poekball snapped open on its own and let out a beam of light, absorbing the pokemon into its shell. Fate let out a little yelp and dropped the pokeball onto the ground as he scurried back a bit.
[classy=one]O[/classy]kay. He had gotten the buneary into the pokeball. Was that... was that all? The trainer didn't know, but he was afraid to touch the spherical object, which was shaking back and forth on the sandy soil.
[classy=one]OOC[/classy][classy=ooc]tldr; pokeball + buneary = ...?
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Post by CASTAWAY on Feb 26, 2012 10:33:30 GMT -5
::buneary:: pokemon encounter ! the buneary was hit with the pokeball, and a loud cry of shock filled her. after that her body was absorbed into the pokeball, never to be seen again. where the red and white sphere shook itself vigorously, and inside whimpers and cries could be heard. but then, the ball seemed to slow down. because suddenly, a click ensued and it went completely still. the buneary had been caught, but would fate understand that? or would he think he just trapped the buneary and nothing was in there anymore? that'd be hysterical.
::buneary:: Level 5 | Female Run Away, Klutz Splash, Pound, Defense Curl, Foresight Giggly, acts like a cheerleader, flirty. CAUGHT[/blockquote][/blockquote] TUNES|| TAGS|| modded! TALK|| your welcome<3 ---------------------[/size]
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Post by arionne ♥ on Feb 26, 2012 14:03:41 GMT -5
[newclass=one]float:left; width:0.7em; font-size:400%; font-family:Fredericka the great,georgia; line-height:80%; margin:4 10 2 3px;[/newclass] [newclass=name]float:left; margin:-40 5 0 15px; font-size:65px;font-family:Ruthie,georgia; color:#a2b6aa ;text-shadow: 2px 2px #594d2c, 2px -2px #594d2c, -2px 2px #594d2c, -2px -2px #594d2c,0px 2px #594d2c, 0px -2px #594d2c, -2px 0px #594d2c, 2px 0px #594d2c;[/newclass] [newclass=box]text-align:center;font-family:arial;text-transform:uppercase;font-size:12px;margin-top:85px; color:#191711;[/newclass][newclass=pkmn]text-align:center;font-family:arial[/newclass][newclass=ooc]text-align:left;font-family:times new roman;font-style:italic;text-transform:lowercase;margin-left:100px;margin-top:3px;[/newclass] [atrb=width,550px,true][atrb=height,600px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: #9a9377 url('http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a206/lil_ari/Fate/fate-bg.png') no-repeat bottom;] [/style] [style= background: #a2b6aa url('http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a206/lil_ari/Fate/058side.png') left repeat-y; margin: 40 255 30 15px; padding: 10 15 10 15px; border-top: #4ee6f1 solid 5px; border-right: #594d2c double 3px; border-bottom: #594d2c double 3px;font-family: georgia; font-size:8pt; line-height:0.95; text-align: justify; color:#191711;][classy=name]O Fate[/classy] [classy=one]T[/classy]he buneary was in the pokeball. Fate had caught the buneary. The trainer stared at the red and white ball that had finally stopped shaking with a final click. Did that mean... he did it? Carefully, Fate picked the capsule up and looked at it, patting some of the sand and dust off it. The pokeball looked the same, just as the rest of the ones he owned, yet he felt the pokemon's presence in it. Tentatively, Fate pressed the button to release the buneary, flinching a bit at the beam of light that shot out and left a still very fainted pokemon on the ground.
[classy=one]H[/classy]orrified, Fate started apologizing, promising that he really hadn't meant to do that and oh arceus this was such a mistake. He quickly returned the buneary once again back to her pokeball. He had to take her somewhere he could heal the poor creature! Cradelling the pokeball, Fate started to run toward Verona City, where he had first started his journey.
[classy=one]T[/classy]he following day, his pokemon healed up and a new friend on his team -- he was an ace trainer now ! -- Fate continued along the first path, taking a slightly different turn to explore more of the area. His hands gripped his bag tightly as he walked, excitement seeping from his every pore, ready to go at it again.
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Post by tomackze on Feb 27, 2012 1:09:58 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]Luckily for the derpy Fate, he would finally meet his first non-pokemon interaction in this fateful route one day as a little kid saw the trainer walking by himself in the route and had the urge to go up and introduce herself to him. She had just run away from home in the first city and decided to go back so she could hopefully go to the lab and pick up her first pokemon. The problem was, the professor denied her this because she was seen as too young, but she still found a way to steal a sheep for her journey.
When she saw Fate she decided to go up to him and say hi. It was the proper thing to do. And he looked friendly enough for her. "Hello! My name is Lydia. What is your name?" She asked as she had Sassy walking beside her. Sassy was a bit homesick herself though, not of the same house but of a different house where Lydia stole her from.
But she was too gentle and affectionate to hold it against the lost girl.
Lost Child LydiaAge 12. Female. Ran away from her home in Ile Electrique. Lonely and likes talking to other trainers. An energetic and lively girl, but sensitive about her family. ::Mareep:: Sassy Level 5 - Female Static Tackle||Growl||Odor Sleuth Gentle - Affectionate - Homesick Holding: Just saying hi | [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 arionne ♥ on Feb 27, 2012 11:50:30 GMT -5
[newclass=one]float:left; width:0.7em; font-size:400%; font-family:Fredericka the great,georgia; line-height:80%; margin:4 10 2 3px;[/newclass] [newclass=name]float:left; margin:-40 5 0 15px; font-size:65px;font-family:Ruthie,georgia; color:#a2b6aa ;text-shadow: 2px 2px #594d2c, 2px -2px #594d2c, -2px 2px #594d2c, -2px -2px #594d2c,0px 2px #594d2c, 0px -2px #594d2c, -2px 0px #594d2c, 2px 0px #594d2c;[/newclass] [newclass=box]text-align:center;font-family:arial;text-transform:uppercase;font-size:12px;margin-top:85px; color:#191711;[/newclass][newclass=pkmn]text-align:center;font-family:arial[/newclass][newclass=ooc]text-align:left;font-family:times new roman;font-style:italic;text-transform:lowercase;margin-left:100px;margin-top:3px;[/newclass] [atrb=width,550px,true][atrb=height,600px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: #9a9377 url('http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a206/lil_ari/Fate/fate-bg.png') no-repeat bottom;] [/style] [style= background: #a2b6aa url('http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a206/lil_ari/Fate/058side.png') left repeat-y; margin: 40 255 30 15px; padding: 10 15 10 15px; border-top: #4ee6f1 solid 5px; border-right: #594d2c double 3px; border-bottom: #594d2c double 3px;font-family: georgia; font-size:8pt; line-height:0.95; text-align: justify; color:#191711;][classy=name]O Fate[/classy] [classy=one]F[/classy]ate was really excited to see another trainer in the routes. She seemed awefully young, but then again, in some places, it was a rite of passage for young ten-year-olds to embark on their journeys, so it shouldn't be that bad, right? Besides, she seemed very friendly, which Fate always welcomed.
[classy=one]S[/classy]he came up to him and introduced herself, and so it was only natural that he did the same. "Hello Lydia! My name is Fate," he said, extending a hand as a greeting. "Your pokemon looks absolutely adorable!" he commented with a smile. He couldn't help but worry a bit about her -- she was really small and Fate wondered if her parents feared for her safety as she wandered about the first route. Were there any scary monsters? Though this was just the first of the routes, so maybe the pokemon here were all much more gentle.
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Post by ♔ QUEEN KASSY on Feb 27, 2012 19:09:14 GMT -5
[style= width: 440px; height: 300px; background-image: url(http://i40.tinypic.com/346nmkx.png); color: #000000; font-face: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify;] lost child lydia and sassy!Age 12. Female. Ran away from her home in Ile Electrique. Lonely and likes talking to other trainers. An energetic and lively girl, but sensitive about her family. Oh this guys seemed so nice! And he thought that Sassy was cute too! Perhaps she could be friends with Fate! He seemed pretty cool right? And he doesn’t look like one of those guys that offer you candy and then take you away! “Thanks Fate! I really think Sassy is quite cute as well! I was so happy when I found her!” she said quite excitedly, of course to Lydia, she had found Sassy, whereas Sassy felt that she was stolen. But she would admit that she quite likes being around Lydia, despite the fact that she was getting homesick.
“Marr… Marrr… Mareep!” the small sheep pokemon called out happily, showing that it was quite appreciative of the compliment from the young man. But then she frowned slightly, the homesickness still settling in once more.
::mareep:: sassy level 5 - female static Tackle||Growl||Odor Sleuth Gentle - Affectionate - Homesick holding: pecha berry thanks!
TAGS: modded <3 | NOTES: you’re welcome <3 [/style]
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Post by arionne ♥ on Feb 29, 2012 10:28:06 GMT -5
[newclass=one]float:left; width:0.7em; font-size:400%; font-family:Fredericka the great,georgia; line-height:80%; margin:4 10 2 3px;[/newclass] [newclass=name]float:left; margin:-40 5 0 15px; font-size:65px;font-family:Ruthie,georgia; color:#a2b6aa ;text-shadow: 2px 2px #594d2c, 2px -2px #594d2c, -2px 2px #594d2c, -2px -2px #594d2c,0px 2px #594d2c, 0px -2px #594d2c, -2px 0px #594d2c, 2px 0px #594d2c;[/newclass] [newclass=box]text-align:center;font-family:arial;text-transform:uppercase;font-size:12px;margin-top:85px; color:#191711;[/newclass][newclass=pkmn]text-align:center;font-family:arial[/newclass][newclass=ooc]text-align:left;font-family:times new roman;font-style:italic;text-transform:lowercase;margin-left:100px;margin-top:3px;[/newclass] [atrb=width,550px,true][atrb=height,600px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: #9a9377 url('http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a206/lil_ari/Fate/fate-bg.png') no-repeat bottom;] [/style] [style= background: #a2b6aa url('http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a206/lil_ari/Fate/058side.png') left repeat-y; margin: 40 255 30 15px; padding: 10 15 10 15px; border-top: #4ee6f1 solid 5px; border-right: #594d2c double 3px; border-bottom: #594d2c double 3px;font-family: georgia; font-size:8pt; line-height:0.95; text-align: justify; color:#191711;][classy=name]O Fate[/classy] [classy=one]F[/classy]ate still felt a bit concerned for the little girl, but lydia seemed fine and so he supposed that he should trust that she knew what she was going. Who knows -- maybe she was even more experienced than him, which was an embarrassing thought, but very possible. It had taken him a while to figure out a simple pokemon, which he was told even a kid could manage.
[classy=one]B[/classy]ut since they were both out there, maybe they could travel together, even for a little bit? "So what are you doing out here? Are you on your own pokemon journey?" he asked the child, a small smile on his face.
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Post by Steve on Feb 29, 2012 12:03:22 GMT -5
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[STYLE=border-bottom: 5px solid #FFC7FF;] [/style] lost child lydia and sassy! [/i] Age 12. Female. Ran away from her home in Ile Electrique. Lonely and likes talking to other trainers. An energetic and lively girl, but sensitive about her family.[/center] The little girl looked at Fate as if he was crazy for a moment, but she merely had to consider the question that was asked. Looking at her little mareep that seemed rather excited at the compliment and bounced up and down on the spot for a moment. Of course, the little lost sheep seemed to be sticking close to the lost little girl that was trying to find her way out of this route. Even so, when Fate had asked her it, she took a few minutes to consider his question as if trying to remember how to answer it. No, she hadn't recited anything at all during this time, but she knew she was still lost. At least she wasn't home where she should be, and living on her own here was easy enough for her. "Oh, I like exploring this route since it's so fun to watch wild pokemon running around and playing with each other. Sometimes there will be the occasional one that will just walk up and talk to your pokemon...some just don't even bother. It's funny watching all their reactions!" she exclaimed. The little mareep looked a little sad as she nudged at her trainer a little, but seemed to just want attention as she pushed her head into her trainer's hand. The little girl patted the mareep on the hand as she continue to beg for attention. Lydia looked down at sassy and laughed at her, "oh, sassy, you so cute!" she said in a cute voice which made the mareep go, Mareep! in a happy, excited voice.
::mareep:: sassy level 5 - female static Tackle||Growl||Odor Sleuth Gentle - Affectionate - Homesick holding: pecha berry thanks!
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Post by arionne ♥ on Feb 29, 2012 17:58:44 GMT -5
[newclass=one]float:left; width:0.7em; font-size:400%; font-family:Fredericka the great,georgia; line-height:80%; margin:4 10 2 3px;[/newclass] [newclass=name]float:left; margin:-40 5 0 15px; font-size:65px;font-family:Ruthie,georgia; color:#a2b6aa ;text-shadow: 2px 2px #594d2c, 2px -2px #594d2c, -2px 2px #594d2c, -2px -2px #594d2c,0px 2px #594d2c, 0px -2px #594d2c, -2px 0px #594d2c, 2px 0px #594d2c;[/newclass] [newclass=box]text-align:center;font-family:arial;text-transform:uppercase;font-size:12px;margin-top:85px; color:#191711;[/newclass][newclass=pkmn]text-align:center;font-family:arial[/newclass][newclass=ooc]text-align:left;font-family:times new roman;font-style:italic;text-transform:lowercase;margin-left:100px;margin-top:3px;[/newclass] [atrb=width,550px,true][atrb=height,600px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: #9a9377 url('http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a206/lil_ari/Fate/fate-bg.png') no-repeat bottom;] [classy=box]mawile (7) M[/classy]
[classy=name]O Fate[/classy] [classy=one]F[/classy]ate was a bit slow when it came to realizing that little girls really weren't supposed to be all alone in the route. Instead, he found that she seemed to be having quite a bit of fun. He hadn't seen that many pokemon running around -- maybe he should go with her? Besides, he felt better when he wasn't alone, when he didn't have that much time to just think about himself and his situation and his life. With other people, his mind was on other stuff.
[classy=one]I[/classy]f Lydia was able to find cute pokemon such as her sheep, Fate figured he'd have that kind of luck also if he stuck to her. "Maybe we can go see pokemon together!" he told the girl, a soft smile on his face. "I have pokemon too! I don't think they're as cute as Sassy, though!" He took out his pokeball and felt for them, not too sure which one he should release. He settled on Mawile again, hoping his pokemon had been satisfied with the previous battle.
[classy=one]T[/classy]he first thing Mawile did after he was released was to look at the mareep straight in the eyes and ask if the pokemon wanted to battle or not.
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Post by ♔ QUEEN KASSY on Feb 29, 2012 20:56:37 GMT -5
[style= width: 440px; height: 300px; background-image: url(http://i40.tinypic.com/346nmkx.png); color: #000000; font-face: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify;] lost child lydia and sassy!Age 12. Female. Ran away from her home in Ile Electrique. Lonely and likes talking to other trainers. An energetic and lively girl, but sensitive about her family. “ Oh I would love to see your pokemon!” small girl Lydia clapped her hands happily as Fate released one of his pokemon. It seemed like a pretty neat pokemon, not one that she had ever seen before. “ Ooo… it’s cool!” she said with a warm smile. Sassy on the other hand, well was a bit frightened by the way the Mawile looked at her. > Eep! A battle?< the small sheep pokemon managed to squeak out. The Mawile looked kind of tough for her to battle it! But, if Lydia wants to battle it, then she would have to… “ I think your pokemon wants to battle? That would be fun! Want to Fate?” Lydia giggled all happily. Sure her and Sassy really hadn’t been in any battles, but it could be fun right? Well she sure hoped so! sassy level 5 - female static Tackle||Growl||Odor Sleuth Gentle - Affectionate - Homesick holding: pecha berry eep! TAGS: modded <3 | NOTES: you’re welcome <3 [/style]
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Post by arionne ♥ on Mar 3, 2012 12:03:57 GMT -5
[newclass=one]float:left; width:0.7em; font-size:400%; font-family:Fredericka the great,georgia; line-height:80%; margin:4 10 2 3px;[/newclass] [newclass=name]float:left; margin:-40 5 0 15px; font-size:65px;font-family:Ruthie,georgia; color:#a2b6aa ;text-shadow: 2px 2px #594d2c, 2px -2px #594d2c, -2px 2px #594d2c, -2px -2px #594d2c,0px 2px #594d2c, 0px -2px #594d2c, -2px 0px #594d2c, 2px 0px #594d2c;[/newclass] [newclass=box]text-align:center;font-family:arial;text-transform:uppercase;font-size:12px;margin-top:85px; color:#191711;[/newclass][newclass=pkmn]text-align:center;font-family:arial[/newclass][newclass=ooc]text-align:left;font-family:times new roman;font-style:italic;text-transform:lowercase;margin-left:100px;margin-top:3px;[/newclass] [atrb=width,550px,true][atrb=height,600px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: #9a9377 url('http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a206/lil_ari/Fate/fate-bg.png') no-repeat bottom;] [classy=box]mawile (7) M[/classy]
[classy=name]O Fate[/classy] [classy=one]F[/classy]ate had a look of panic in his eyes when his pokemon heartlessly challenged the young child and her adorable pokemon to a battle. He really hadn't wanted to offend his newfound friend, but thankfully she didn't seem to mind that much. "Only if you're sure!" he said, trying not to look too sheepish in front of the girl. "If Sassy doesn't want to battle, that's okay too! Mawile is just a bit eager."
[classy=one]H[/classy]e would have hated forcing a poor pokemon into battle against their will. Fate tried his best to ignore the glares directed toward him as Mawile's horn snapped in the mareep's direction intimidatingly. "We could always go and find some wild pokemon!" he finally suggested, just in case his pokemon really had been pressuring the girl to battle.
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Post by CASTAWAY on Mar 3, 2012 15:13:36 GMT -5
lost child lydia !Age 12. Female. Ran away from her home in Ile Electrique. Lonely and likes talking to other trainers. An energetic and lively girl, but sensitive about her family. the mareep honestly didn't look happy with battling. a bit scared, maybe. but lydia just peeked around the cute sheep's fluff, trying to see what it was thinking. or something strange like that. " no.. i think she'd like to battle, wouldn't you sassy? " she asked, looking a little put down. because of this, the mareep immediately felt worse. < u-uh of course! > and with that said, the mareep made her way towards the mawile, gulped, and stood her ground. < o-ohkay.. now what. > she asked. " now you attack, silly! start off with a tackle. " she asked, giggling girlishly.
the mareep just nodded consent, wincing and closing her eyes as she leaped forward, hooves flashing as she tried to bring her body against the mawile with enough force to please her trainer. she didn't want to make lydia upset! no, no! she wanted the little girl happy. with a smile on her face. if this was the way to do it, then so be it!
::mareep:: sassy level 5 - female static Tackle||Growl||Odor Sleuth Gentle - Affectionate - Homesick holding: pecha berry used tackle[/blockquote][/blockquote] TUNES|| TAGS|| modded! TALK|| ---------------------[/size]
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Post by arionne ♥ on Mar 3, 2012 18:42:32 GMT -5
[newclass=one]float:left; width:0.7em; font-size:400%; font-family:Fredericka the great,georgia; line-height:80%; margin:4 10 2 3px;[/newclass] [newclass=name]float:left; margin:-40 5 0 15px; font-size:65px;font-family:Ruthie,georgia; color:#a2b6aa ;text-shadow: 2px 2px #594d2c, 2px -2px #594d2c, -2px 2px #594d2c, -2px -2px #594d2c,0px 2px #594d2c, 0px -2px #594d2c, -2px 0px #594d2c, 2px 0px #594d2c;[/newclass] [newclass=box]text-align:center;font-family:arial;text-transform:uppercase;font-size:12px;margin-top:85px; color:#191711;[/newclass][newclass=pkmn]text-align:center;font-family:arial[/newclass][newclass=ooc]text-align:left;font-family:times new roman;font-style:italic;text-transform:lowercase;margin-left:100px;margin-top:3px;[/newclass] [atrb=width,550px,true][atrb=height,600px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: #9a9377 url('http://i12.photobucket.com/albums/a206/lil_ari/Fate/fate-bg.png') no-repeat bottom;] [classy=box]mawile (7) M[/classy]
[classy=name]O Fate[/classy] [classy=one]M[/classy]awile was not going to take any chances of his trainer changing his mind. Fate was already doubting whether or not this was a good idea, but he had made sure and so he should just go with it and make both Lydia and Mawile happy with the battle. The trainer gave the mareep a little smile, almost as an apology, before trying to remember what he had done right last time in the battle. " Mawile, um why don't you try a thunder fang?" he asked, remembering that it had been great success in the past. [classy=one]T[/classy]he steel type took the tackle attack without flinching, the horn absorbing most of the damage before he counterattacked with an electrified bite. Somehow, the Pokémon didn't feel to comfortable with the attack -- it was one of his favourite, but he felt all the electricity from the mareep, the tackle making his body tingle a bit the same way the teeth on his horn did when he was using his thunderfang. Regardless, he followed through and snapped the jaw on his horn, hoping to land a hit. [classy=pkmn] level 7 - male intimidate & hyper cutter [ smooth rock ] astonish - metal burst - thunderfang - sandstorm - fake tears hit by tackle ! used thunderfang ! [/classy] [/classy]
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Post by DR-@@GON on Mar 3, 2012 23:06:09 GMT -5
LOST CHILD LYDIA !Age 12. Female. Ran away from her home in Ile Electrique. Lonely and likes talking to other trainers. An energetic and lively girl, but sensitive about her family. Lydia's little heart was thumping with excitement as she watched her precious little sheep run towards her metallic foe, barreling into him in a painful-sounding collision. Clenching her fists, she shouted, "Scooore!" as though she was watching a soccer game play out. But Fate soon countered with an attack of his own that sounded pretty strong. Thunder Fang? She watched with wonder as the huge mouthed creature's jaws were set with static, effectively nailing the sheep in the woolly side. Already a bit fearful of the creature, she was too stunned to move out of the way. But she managed to wriggle out of his jaws, looking disillusioned afterwards.
"Don't worry about it, Sassy! Growl and do another Tackle!" She cried out, raising her fist in the air with enthusiasm. Sassy was less enthusiastic, but she didn't wish to disappoint. Wary of her opponent, she held her head low as she bleated out a pathetic Growl. Then she rushed once again towards the metal beast, attempting another Tackle.
sassy level 5 - female static Tackle||Growl||Odor Sleuth Gentle - Affectionate - Homesick holding: pecha berry ( ATK -1 ) Intimidated! Hit by Thunder Fang (NVE)! Health is mid-green! Used Growl & Tackle on Mawile!
TUNES|| MGMT - Electric Feel TAGS|| Modded ! TALK|| <333
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