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Post by Sheepy on Dec 23, 2011 8:07:40 GMT -5
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[/i] Adam said as he released his dragon to the floor, befroe walking off into the city. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/td][td] [/tr][/table] [/div] [/center]
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Post by Aly on Dec 23, 2011 9:35:08 GMT -5
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<In the early mornin' rain. With a dollar in my hand. And an aching in my heart. And my -pockets full of sand.> The croaking song was echoing through the buildings as the blue and white bird flew over head, his wings beating at odd times to a beat that he imagined, and that didn't even go with the tune he was trying to sing. <I'm a long ways from home .And I missed my loved one so. In the early mornin' rain. With no place to gooooo oh OHHHHH> He squawked out, spinning around and putting his wing on his heart as he belted out a very rough note. He came to land on a rooftop, humming the tune in a different key altogether now, his eyes scanning around and his body bobbing to yet a different beat now. His eyes landed on a small black and blue pokemon and he yelled out in joy before swooping down and landing just beside the dragon pokemon. He tapped it with his wing a few times before walking away and pretending to dance with someone, carrying on with his song. Out on runway number nine <Big 707 set to go. Well I?m out here on the grass. Where the pavement never grows. Where the liquor tasted good. And the women all were fast. There she goes my friend. She's rolling out at last. > He bleated out, obviously thinking that the dragon pokemon would join him in singing the song.
::Wingull:: Wingull Level: 17 Type: Gender: Male Abilities: Keen Eye Attacks: Growl | Water Gun | Supersonic | Wing Attack | Mist Personality: Loves to sing - Has a horrible voice - Hates to stay in one place for every long Used: NoneHit By: NoneStatus: Singing - Badly
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Comments: song is Early Morning Rain - Gordon Lightfoot Words thoughts
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Post by Sheepy on Dec 23, 2011 9:50:51 GMT -5
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[/b] Dei said, saying the last part to Adam, who in return was just staring at the wingull with wide eyes, wondering what the hell it was doing, and why it wouldn't just shut up. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/td][td] [/tr][/table] [/div] [/center]
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Post by Aly on Dec 23, 2011 12:25:38 GMT -5
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The wingull scoffed slightly at the dragon pokemon's remark, so he wanted to be that way huh? Well fine then! The bird flapped his wings quickly and took to the air, following after the black and blue Pokémon before landing directly in front of it, folding his wings on his sides and glaring at the thing. <HEY YOU, SING OR DIE!> The bird screamed out, thinking the Pokémon must be slightly deaf if he thought that the amazing voice he had been singing with was anything other than perfections. The seagull flapped his wings quickly and as he did so released a thing cloud of mist that covered the both of them, meaning that no stats could be changed for a little while...he didn't want this going too badly after all. the bird then opened his beak wide and took in a large gulp of air before shutting his mouth and holding it for a moment. He then opened his mouth and, more like a burp than anything else, let out a large streaming watergun toward the rather rude pokemon, hoping that getting basically puked on would make it want to sing with him.
Wingull Level: 17 Type: Gender: Male Abilities: Keen Eye Attacks: Growl | Water Gun | Supersonic | Wing Attack | Mist Personality: Loves to sing - Has a horrible voice - Hates to stay in one place for every long Used: Mist & Water GunHit By: NoneStatus: Singing - Badly(Mist 1/5)
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Post by Sheepy on Dec 23, 2011 12:56:44 GMT -5
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[/i] Adam shouted pointing at the bird pokemon; Dei gave a sniff at the command, preffering to do things his own way. Taking a deep breath, he ran towards the bird with his head lowered, hoping to smash it into its body. At the same time, he could feel the power inside his body rise due to his ability, casuing a massive grin to break free. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/td][td] [/tr][/table] [/div] [/center]
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Post by Aly on Dec 23, 2011 13:45:25 GMT -5
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The bird stood open mouthed as the dragon Pokémon managed to dodge his attack, how the hell had it moved so fast he wondered, but oh well, it was luck anyway! The wingull merely stood still as the Head smash came and the dragon's cranium slammed into him causing him only to sway slightly on the spot. Sure it had smarted slightly, but the bird seemed more than happy to roll with the punches. He continued to sway after the hit, adding in a bit more for the rhythm of it and starting to hum slightly as he did, ahhh how he loved music, all kinds, especially when he sang in! But the dragon hadn't sung, ans so, it must die. The water bird fluttered into the air and began flying over the little black dragon pokemon, he started getting lower and lower until he felt it was a good enough distance, and now, more of a spit than anything else, he dropped a watergun on the dragon below, a wide grin spreading on his beak after. <all you had to do was siiiiiing~> The bird sang out, his voice cracking slightly as he tried to get a high note, which he thought he had gotten perfectly.
Wingull Level: 17 Type: Gender: Male Abilities: Keen Eye Attacks: Growl | Water Gun | Supersonic | Wing Attack | Mist Personality: Loves to sing - Has a horrible voice - Hates to stay in one place for every long Used: Water GunHit By: Head SmashStatus: Mocking(Mist 2/5) _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Post by Sheepy on Dec 24, 2011 15:10:32 GMT -5
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[/i] Adam said as he released his electric type. Ty gave a yawn as he came out, just awakening from a nice sleep. He had heard the command to fire off, but he decided to wait a bit; however a stoney look from Adam quickly woke him up, with the small ball of electricity appearing from his mouth before it was fired at the bird. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/td][td] [/tr][/table] [/div] [/center]
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Post by tomackze on Dec 24, 2011 17:55:14 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]If singing really fixed everything, then the Wingull definitely needed his singing to work now that he was dealing with an electric type who had a major advantage against him. As the charge beam came at the pokemon, it quickly zapped him hard onto the ground and he quickly let out a melodious tune of pain. >ouchhh I am burning up in here!< He began to sing, completely off key and off tune. >Please help me. I need somebody!< He continued again and it somehow did make him feel a bit better.
It gave him enough energy to go back onto the air and quickly redirect a supersonic at the Tynamo who had just attacked him. >Let me hear you! SING!< He let out a very loud and vibrating supersonic wave at the eel pokemon hoping to lull it to confusion while he followed through by trying to spray water on it again. >all you have to do is... SING! And all the pain will go away!< He said. Masking his pain through song.
::Wingull:: Level: 17 | Type: Water/Flying | Gender: Male Abilities: Keen Eye Attacks: Growl | Water Gun | Supersonic | Wing Attack | Mist Personality: Loves to sing - Has a horrible voice - Hates to stay in one place for every long Used: Supersonic and Water Gun Hit By: Charge Beam (Super SE) Status: SINGING!!! (Mist 3/5) | [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: Oh shit! Bitch is going down! CREDIT: LunarFlowerAngel of OTE |
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Post by Sheepy on Dec 26, 2011 12:05:17 GMT -5
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[/i] Adam said, but all Ty wanted to do was spin around, until he crashed into the ground, still giggling like a maniac. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/td][td] [/tr][/table] [/div] [/center]
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Post by CASTAWAY on Dec 26, 2011 12:23:08 GMT -5
pokemon encounter ! < wooooohoo~ > the wingull screamed. he sheltered himself within the thin mist. realizing it was getting thinner as time grew on. the seagull coughed and hacked, uneasy. sure, the tynamo was losing himself to insanity. just look at him. the awkward electric eel, or whatever it is, was flopping around and laughing like a lunatic. with a shudder of fear, the wingull veered away. but he had to do something.. he couldn't just laze about flying. he had to finish this fish pokemon once and for all! with a bird-like snarl, the wingull thought over a battle plan. exactly! the seagull hovered slightly closer to the tynamo. < grrr. im growlin' at chuu! > then swerved back, harshly gushing out a wave of water.
if it hit, that'd be awesome. unfortunately he was in direct range of being hit. it was coincidence. an accident. and the wingull had no way of getting out of harms way. in fact, the wingull 'tripped' in midair. falling backwards onto his face. with a struggled sounding grunt, the bird flopped about on the ground. it was so wet, he had to stop gushing water all over the place. it was really unsanitary. in fact, wingull breathed out, breathed in his breath. and gagged harshly. yuck. definitely unsanitary..
Level: 17 | Type: Water/Flying | Gender: Male Abilities: Keen Eye Attacks: Growl | Water Gun | Supersonic | Wing Attack | Mist Personality: Loves to sing - Has a horrible voice - Hates to stay in one place for every long Used: Growl & Water Gun Hit By: nothing Status: Flopping about, tiring (Mist 4/5)[/blockquote][/blockquote] TUNES|| TAGS|| modded! TALK|| your welcome<3 ---------------------[/size]
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Post by Sheepy on Dec 27, 2011 12:30:22 GMT -5
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[/i] Att. -1 , Sp. Att +1 [/blockquote][/blockquote][/td][td] [/tr][/table] [/div] [/center]
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Post by tomackze on Dec 27, 2011 13:10:28 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 Wingull did not think that his opponent would be able to hit him seeing how the Tynamo was confused and such. He quickly flew around, aiming another attack at the Tynamo when the charge beam came out of nowhere and struck him in the air, bringing him down on the floor and zapping all the energy out of the poor little pokemon.
>OUCH!< He screamed in agony after the attack. That was it, the attack was simply too powerful against this poor critter who was double weak against electric types. And the level difference also did not help him. Eventually, he hit the ground hard and was unable to move any longer. His night was over, that was clear from this battle...
::Wingull:: Level: 17 | Type: Water/Flying | Gender: Male Abilities: Keen Eye Attacks: Growl | Water Gun | Supersonic | Wing Attack | Mist Personality: Loves to sing - Has a horrible voice - Hates to stay in one place for every long Hit by Charge Beam (SUPER SE) Fainted. +0.5 for Tynamo and Deino | [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 Sheepy on Dec 28, 2011 7:47:22 GMT -5
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Post by Kathryn on Dec 28, 2011 8:32:36 GMT -5
::Fearow:: Just up ahead there seemed to be a massive brown bird perched atop the ground, nibbling at some kind of object beneath it. It had a long pink beak, several red protrusions atop his head and white down that looked like coconut on a chocolate. It was easily larger than Adam, his long neck bent down and wings folded in against its back.
It hummed to itself merrily until it saw Adam approach, and then it's eyes seemed to glitter with curiosity. Oh, a trainer? He liked trainers. It was unusual, but he did. He used to be owned by one, in fact, but he'd been released. When he'd tried to go back to his flock he'd been rejected; a 'trainer's pet' they'd said. He didn't blame them.
Rather than shy away from the Trainer he stopped in his 'meal', which was actually him just picking at a plastic bag obliviously, he hopped over to Adam and smiled at him. “Hey,” said the Fearow casually, “Do you, uh, have any food to spare? I haven't eaten in days... I'll let you ride on my back for a while if you do.”
::Fearow:: Male - Level 20 Keen Eye Normal & Flying Moves: Pluck, Peck, Growl, Leer, Fury Attack, Pursuit, Aerial Ace Personality: Really, really nice, considerate, friendly, wise for the most part but oblivious when it comes to food. Asking for food, will let Adam ride on his back in return.
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Post by Sheepy on Dec 28, 2011 9:49:05 GMT -5
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[/i] He said, placing the berry on the ground in front of the fearow, before patting it on the head. "I have another idea; in return for as much food as you want, how about you join me and my team? That way you can become much stronger, as well as having whatever food you want."[/blockquote][/blockquote][/td][td] [/tr][/table] [/div] [/center]
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Post by Kathryn on Dec 28, 2011 10:05:10 GMT -5
Oh! A Sitrus Berry! The Fearow's mouth instantly watered upon seeing the bright yellow skin of the juicy berry and he craned his long neck, taking the berry in one talon and ripping into it with his sharp beak. His eyes danced with happiness, seeing the generosity of the trainer, and his chest trilled with glee.
"I have another idea; in return for as much food as you want, how about you join me and my team? That way you can become much stronger, as well as having whatever food you want." The Fearow tilted his head as he listened, turning the berry and holding onto it tightly as his sharp beak nipped and pulled at it.
The berry gave him a lot of strength – much more than a normal Oran berry would – and he lifted his head briefly. “I was once a trainer's Pokemon,” he said grimly, “But I was put in the PC and abandoned because he didn't like me very much... I'm sorry, I shouldn't be saying such a thing but I'm not sure that you won't do the same... Maybe if you prove to me you won't?”
Male - Level 20 Keen Eye Normal & Flying Moves: Pluck, Peck, Growl, Leer, Fury Attack, Pursuit, Aerial Ace Personality: Really, really nice, considerate, friendly, wise for the most part but oblivious when it comes to food. Grateful for the food. Hesitant on joining Adam. Wants proof he won't be neglected and abandoned.
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Post by Sheepy on Dec 28, 2011 11:13:43 GMT -5
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Post by Kathryn on Dec 28, 2011 11:15:43 GMT -5
See how his other Pokemon were doing? The Fearow licked the tip of his beak (somehow) and finished off the berry before he puffed out his chest against the cold winter's air. The gargantuan flying type stared at the floor for a moment in consideration.
Well, Adam didn't seem like the kind of trainer to lie to him. But still, Pokemon would say anything out of fear, wouldn't they? He'd have to see for himself. He was a clever bird, having lived for the past year on his own. He knew who the bad people were.
So he nodded. “I'll have a look at your team,” he said, swallowing the rest of the Sitrus berry. “Would you also do something for me, just so I know you're being honest?” What could this extra condition be, I wonder?
Male - Level 20 Keen Eye Normal & Flying Moves: Pluck, Peck, Growl, Leer, Fury Attack, Pursuit, Aerial Ace Personality: Really, really nice, considerate, friendly, wise for the most part but oblivious when it comes to food. Grateful for the food. Hesitant on joining Adam. Wants proof he won't be neglected and abandoned.
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Post by Sheepy on Dec 28, 2011 14:05:19 GMT -5
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[/i] Adam said with a smile, before looking at the fearow. " So what was this extra thing you had in mind then?"[/blockquote][/blockquote][/td][td] [/tr][/table] [/div] [/center]
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 28, 2011 19:34:30 GMT -5
FEAROW APPEARED ! Fearow felt great after the berry, his mood already boosted. Watching intently, he scanned the faces of the trainer's pokemon when he sent them out. Hmm, he couldn't really tell, but they at least seemed content with the trainer. <I see.> He replied, turning his attention back to Adam. When he asked about the extra thing, the bird cleared his throat.
<Um, I'd like to play the Trust Game with you.> The Fearow said, rubbing his wings together with uncertainty. It'd certainly help the trainer to prove his honesty. <Basically, I'll fall and you catch me, and then you can fall and I'll catch you on my back.> The bird explained briefly before turning around, spreading his wings against the breeze. <Here I go!> He said before leaning backwards towards the trainer, hoping he'd react quickly and hold him up. Could a human really hold a giant bird though?
Male - Level 20 Keen Eye Normal & Flying Moves: Pluck, Peck, Growl, Leer, Fury Attack, Pursuit, Aerial Ace Personality: Really, really nice, considerate, friendly, wise for the most part but oblivious when it comes to food. Trust game pls
TUNES|| Philip Wesley - Reaching Against the Sunset TAGS|| Modded ! TALK|| :V
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