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Post by Rekari on Dec 15, 2011 23:25:26 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, border-top: 19px solid #222222; border-bottom: 19px solid #222222; width: 480px; height: 300px; background-image: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2me8kn9.png); padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 8px, bTable][STYLE=background-color: #e5e5e5; width: 350px; height: 220px; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: arial; color: #333333; overflow: auto] piper was off. She was heading onto route one after getting her first Pokemon. Mewtwo Bait. Or as she liked to call it, Bait. So what if it was a caterpie? Greater things had been done with one of those buggies anyways. Besides, she could catch a new Pokemon in no time, right? After all, they were supposed to be all over the place or something like that. She hadn't ever been out on her own like this before. Her parents had always kept her confined at least to the gardens. The dirt path made for excellent kicking material as she walked along.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 16, 2011 15:59:34 GMT -5
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One of the first things to appear on the route was a small Patrat carrying what looked to be a bag; a familiar bag, as if it was from right out of the Professor's lab itself! Its contents were completely empty, but she was more than glad to have a bag for the sake of having a bag! It was apparently the starter pack for a Darumaka, which was a Pokemon the lab gave out about a few months back. How long she had it and whether she stole it or not was up for debate, but she wore it with pride.
The Patrat was curious about Piper though, recognizing the bag that she had as well. It had stuff in it, didn't it? The Pokemon started to follow after her in pursuit, not saying anything, but simply being like a faithful puppy as it wandered after the trainer.
Sure, Piper could've had food or something on hand, but the Patrat was a chubby little fella. Well fed and everything! Instead, she was curious about the girl's actions would be. She wanted attention, but didn't know how to ask for it.
::PATRAT:: Level 3|Female Run Away Tackle|Leer Chipper - Diligent - Annoying
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Post by Rekari on Dec 16, 2011 20:54:01 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, border-top: 19px solid #222222; border-bottom: 19px solid #222222; width: 480px; height: 300px; background-image: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2me8kn9.png); padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 8px, bTable][STYLE=background-color: #e5e5e5; width: 350px; height: 220px; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: arial; color: #333333; overflow: auto] piper wasn't completely oblivious, not so say she was particularly observant either but that was besides the point. The actual point being was that she noticed the Patrat following her. It was cute, reeeeaaaaallly cute. All rolly polly and such. She kind of just wanted to pick it up and squish it's face together like she sometimes saw in cartoons. Turning quickly on her heel she leaned down and looked at the Patrat. So cute. Can't resist petting. She reached out a hand to pat the little normal type on the head.
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Post by FOTLY on Dec 16, 2011 22:13:39 GMT -5
the patrat was patted, his bag being strewn all over the floor. > no! not my borbulent sack of childish dreams! < he yelped out as it fell to the grass, getting all dirty in a mud puddle. > no! no! no! why! how could you do this, you jerk?! < he rambled on, angrier than ever. > i knew some nasty jerks in my day, but you are among the worst! <
angrily, he stomped over to his bag. > i demand that you wash this, because i said so! < he hissed out between clenched teeth, eyes narrowing down into slits. > you ruined my bag! you will pay! < although, he wasn't going to actually leap at the other. oh, no. first move was all for her.
you have encountered a 'patrat' male // level 03 run away tackle - leer chipper - diligent - annoying . tags; KARI tune in; DRAA'S LONELY STATIC comments; modded <3 [/size][/justify]
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Post by Rekari on Dec 19, 2011 22:30:40 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, border-top: 19px solid #222222; border-bottom: 19px solid #222222; width: 480px; height: 300px; background-image: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2me8kn9.png); padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 8px, bTable][STYLE=background-color: #e5e5e5; width: 350px; height: 220px; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: arial; color: #333333; overflow: auto] piper kind of wanted to kick the Patrat after his, or was it her, display of opulent brattiness. What had originated as an adorable Pokemon now seemed like something she kind of just wanted to ignore, which she would, because she could. Standing up she turned back around and started walking away, pulling out Bait's Pokeball. She could use some really company right now and if that Patrat was really that much of a jerk then she didn't want to deal with it. There had to be more exciting things about anyways. Releasing Bait he sat on her shoulder, a Caterpie wearing a mewtwo hat.
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Post by CASTAWAY on Dec 20, 2011 10:16:28 GMT -5
pokemon encounter ! hmmph. so this human didn't say anything against his better judgment. so be it, then. the small, plump patrat lifted the 'ruined' bag into his arms, chucking it at the caterpie that suddenly came out of the red and white sphere. he had to stop for a moment though. had to wonder why the hell the caterpillar was wearing a mewtwo hat. who did that? the bug didn't even look like the legendary pokemon. but the patrat just shrugged, snarling low and mean at the caterpie. < think your gonna scare me? you're just a little twit, i don't like you! > he hollered.
all at once, the small rat hunkered down, eyes narrowing. he stared that caterpie right in the eyes. right. in. the. eyes. and glared. just glared. leering up at that pathetic excuse for a pokemon. trying to make him look like the tougher pokemon. of course, he was. but that wasn't the point. he had to make that caterpie pee himself in fear of him. yes, that'd be perfect. nothing less than that.
you have encountered a 'patrat' male // level 03 run away tackle - leer chipper - diligent - annoying threw his ruined bag at caterpie ! used leer on caterpie ![/blockquote][/blockquote] TUNES|| TAGS|| modded! TALK|| your welcome<3 ---------------------[/size]
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Post by Rekari on Dec 20, 2011 18:58:06 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, border-top: 19px solid #222222; border-bottom: 19px solid #222222; width: 480px; height: 300px; background-image: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2me8kn9.png); padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 8px, bTable][STYLE=background-color: #e5e5e5; width: 350px; height: 220px; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: arial; color: #333333; overflow: auto] piper felt the bag hit her in the back of the head. That stupid Patrat had sunk it now. Bait would take care of that little jerk no problem! The caterpie jumped off her shoulder, ready to go mewtwo on his ass.
"Alright Bait, let's do this!"
<My name isn't Bait! It's Mewtwo! And I'll show this pitiful little rat whose the boss here!>
The caterpie took the Leer attack, he wasn't afraid of no silly rat thing! He launched a string attack at the Patrat and then ran at him with a tackle. Piper was excited, her first Pokemon battle ever.
::caterpie:: -1 Defense 5 - Male - Shield Dust String Shot - Tackle
Hit by Leer Used String Shot Used Tackle
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Post by tomackze on Dec 21, 2011 9:28:03 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 annoying Patrat quickly laughed when the Caterpie came after him and hit him slightly with the tackle and the white gooze. >You think you will show me whose boss? Please... You weakling!< He laughed at the Caterpie in a condescending tone and even mocked the pokemon a bit by jumping up and down and taunting it. Albeit he was doing it much slower than usual as he had been covered in the sticky string and thus was slowed down slightly. But it wouldn't stop him from attacking.
Giving the Caterpie another mean glance, he quickly continued with the insults before he charged after the pokemon. >You twit! Watch me make a number of you very quickly!< He said before he ran after the Caterpie in his slow speed and tried to bum-rush the bug pokemon like how football players would do. >Lets see how you suffer here!<
::Patrat:: (-1 speed) you have encountered a 'patrat' male // level 03 run away tackle - leer chipper - diligent - annoying Hit by String Shot and Tackle Used Leer and Tackle | [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 Rekari on Dec 24, 2011 0:33:59 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, border-top: 19px solid #222222; border-bottom: 19px solid #222222; width: 480px; height: 300px; background-image: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2me8kn9.png); padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 8px, bTable][STYLE=background-color: #e5e5e5; width: 350px; height: 220px; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: arial; color: #333333; overflow: auto] the charizard morph jumped up and down as her caterpie's attack hit the Patrat. That was right! Her Pokemon was the best, ever! It didn't matter that he wasn't an actual mewtwo, he'd kill that Patrat anyways. She didn't want to catch him anymore, just have her caterpie beat the crap out of it. Speaking of caterpie, hers moved out of the way of the tackle attack, still hit by the Leer though.
<Please. I'm mewtwo bitch. Think you can take me on with just a tackle attack?>
The green bug ran at the Patrat, his superiority obviously at max at this point as he went to hit him with a tackle himself.
-2 Defense 5 - Male - Shield Dust String Shot - Tackle Hit by LeerDodged TackleUsed Tackle
[/style] | [STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; color:#222222; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 22px; float: top; height: 178px;]I couldn't be happier if I tried[/style] |
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Post by Sheepy on Dec 24, 2011 11:10:45 GMT -5
::patrat:: you have encountered a 'patrat' male // level 03 run away tackle - leer {-1 speed} chipper - diligent - annoying Weakening Hit by Tackle Used Tackle The Patrat gave a small snort as he saw the Caterpie claim that he was Mewtwo; honestly, he had seen much weaker oponents give a better fight than this. "To be honest, I've faced stronger flies in the past compared to battling you!" The normal type said, trying to mentally scare the bug type. The Patrat stumbled a bit when he felt the tackle hit him in the stomach; stars briefly appeared around his head, but with a quick shake he was feeling fine again, all be it much weaker as well. Taking in a deep breath and extending his chest, he ruched forward at the caterpie, trying to tackle it as well.
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Post by Rekari on Dec 28, 2011 1:42:59 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, border-top: 19px solid #222222; border-bottom: 19px solid #222222; width: 480px; height: 300px; background-image: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2me8kn9.png); padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 8px, bTable][STYLE=background-color: #e5e5e5; width: 350px; height: 220px; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: arial; color: #333333; overflow: auto] her wings flared as she watched the battle unfold between the two Pokemon. Honestly, it wasn't the most interesting battle but it was their first nonetheless and she would watch it as intently as possible. Not that there weren't a million other things that were trying to catch her attention.
<And I've seen grannies look more menacing than you while they were baking me cookies!>
He squirmed a bit as his body was weakening from all the attacks. He was only a caterpie after all and this was turning out to be something of a battle. He shot a string shot at the dirty normal type, not wanting to let him get the better of him. Wiggling forward he turned to another Tackle.
-2 Defense Weakening 5 - Male - Shield Dust String Shot - Tackle Hit by tackleDodged nothingUsed String ShotUsed Tackle
[/style] | [STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; color:#222222; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 22px; float: top; height: 178px;]I couldn't be happier if I tried[/style] |
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 28, 2011 3:34:55 GMT -5
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The Patrat wasn't sure what to make of this Caterpie really, but he didn't like how it was acting and insulting him. Chattering like an angry Indian like in the old western movies, he yelped as he straightened his body and started to run towards the Caterpie with a furious stare. The Caterpie was swift though, using a string shot that acted like a lasso and slowed him down, nearly making him trip as he stopped his reckless tackle attack. <It's not about being menacing, it's about the hits you make.> He might've said that to sound cool, but he didn't when he was suddenly smacked in the friggin' face with a Tackle.
His face was smushed from the blow, wincing and cringing as he took the hit from the stronger Caterpie. It hurt! A lot! When did she find out that his face was his weak spot?! The critical hit made him fall on his rear end as he yelped from the hit. <That Tackle! Ow!> He whined dramatically as he rocked back and forth, trembling until he recovered from the attack with tears in his eyes.
Ok, so now it was time to make a counter attack before he felt like a girl. Standing back up with a wince and a whimper, he got up and started to wobble before using a Tackle on his own. With the Caterpie's lowered defense, it would probably do some decent damage before he went down from his fight.
::PATRAT:: male // level 03 run away tackle - leer Hit by Tackle CH! Health is yellow! Tackle on Caterpie
(-2 SPEED)
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Post by Rekari on Dec 28, 2011 22:28:16 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, border-top: 19px solid #222222; border-bottom: 19px solid #222222; width: 480px; height: 300px; background-image: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2me8kn9.png); padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 8px, bTable][STYLE=background-color: #e5e5e5; width: 350px; height: 220px; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: arial; color: #333333; overflow: auto] this battle was going downhill for her, and fast. Bait really wasn't enough to stand up to another Pokemon, not yet. Bug Pokemon were limited in strength and defense until they evolved, something she would be careful to remember in their next battle.
"do you guys really have to keep this up? you guys look silly."
Bait stared at his so called trainer for a moment. Of course they had do go on, he had challenged his mewtwo power and there was nothing going to stop him from defending his honor. The tackle attack sent him skittering back, his defenses already low.
<Your momma was a bidoof turd!>
Bait launched himself into another furious tackle attack. He didn't want to lose his first battle.
-2 Defense In the Red! 5 - Male - Shield Dust String Shot - Tackle Hit by tackleDodged nothingUsed TackleUsed ---
[/style] | [STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; color:#222222; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 22px; float: top; height: 178px;]I couldn't be happier if I tried[/style] |
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Post by FOTLY on Dec 29, 2011 10:38:01 GMT -5
the patrat couldn't understand why he was all of a sudden really tired. was it because the tackle seemed to hurt more than normal? or was it because he wasn't expecting it to come on so strong? either way, the moment it made contact, the patrat sunk to the ground, defeated.
meanwhile, a devious teddiursa was looking upon the scene, enjoying it all. as soon as the patrat was out of the question, she walked up, putting on an adorable face. > do you think you could help me? < she asked, paws behind back.
::patrat:: you have encountered a 'patrat' male // level 03 run away tackle - leer chipper - diligent - annoying hit by tackle -- CH fatality ( +1 level ) captures y/n?
::teddiursa:: you have encountered a 'teddiursa' female // level 04 pick up // quick feet covet . scratch . leer . lick . fake tears sadistic - compulsive liar - likes to send trainers in circles . tags; rekari tune in; hangover dubstep comments; modded <3 [/size][/justify]
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Post by Rekari on Dec 29, 2011 23:52:52 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, border-top: 19px solid #222222; border-bottom: 19px solid #222222; width: 480px; height: 300px; background-image: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2me8kn9.png); padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 8px, bTable][STYLE=background-color: #e5e5e5; width: 350px; height: 220px; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: arial; color: #333333; overflow: auto] And then suddenly they won, out of nowhere. Piper happily picked up Bait and put the bug back on her shoulder where he liked to ride. He was tired and after that battle it was really no surprise. Now the question was, to catch or not to catch the annoying Patrat. She didn't really want him so she'd just leave him where he laid. The charizard morph had bigger fish to fry. And then, another annoying little normal type popped up. Was that all route one had? Annoying little normal types that always needed help or their asses kicked? "Sorry kid, you'd be better off asking someone else, I don't feel like helping." Piper began to walk off, bait trying to recuperate on her shoulder.
6 - Male - Shield Dust String Shot - Tackle [/style] | [STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; color:#222222; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 22px; float: top; height: 178px;]I couldn't be happier if I tried[/style] |
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Post by DR-@@GON on Dec 30, 2011 1:27:45 GMT -5
TEDDIURSA APPEARED ! Aw, denied. The Teddiursa's face fell at the rejection, disappointed he couldn't trick this particular trainer, when he came up with an idea. There was a fork in the road up the path. <Okay, but make sure to choose the right path, not the left one!> He cried out before meandering away, snickering just inaudibly to himself.
He was accurate about that there'd be a choice to make up further. Up ahead, the road stopped abruptly because some jerks of pokemon built a huge dam-like structure in the way. Two paths paved by other trainers maneuvered to the left or right, but both looked relatively normal.
::teddiursa:: Gave some advice and left.
Two paths. CHOOSE.
TUNES|| Ronald Jenkees - Stay Crunchy TAGS|| Modded ! TALK|| <3
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Post by Rekari on Dec 31, 2011 0:47:27 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, border-top: 19px solid #222222; border-bottom: 19px solid #222222; width: 480px; height: 300px; background-image: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2me8kn9.png); padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 8px, bTable][STYLE=background-color: #e5e5e5; width: 350px; height: 220px; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: arial; color: #333333; overflow: auto] She hadn't been listening to what the teddiursa had said, her feet carrying her onwards towards the split in the path. Now what had the little guy said? Take the right path? Well how was she supposed to know which one was right? A little more guidance would have been great. Youngsters were so unreliable after all. She spun around in a circle, her finger pointed outward. Bait hung on for dear life, only to be flung into the forest. <Help me!> He was flung into a bush. Piper stopped, a little dizzy. Looked like she wasn't going to be taking either of the paths and instead she trekked into the woods, looking for her lost caterpie.
6 - Male - Shield Dust String Shot - Tackle [/style] | [STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; color:#222222; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 22px; float: top; height: 178px;]I couldn't be happier if I tried[/style] |
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 31, 2011 1:32:39 GMT -5
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A kind Zigzagoon that was stuck making mail deliveries across the route grinned as he waved at several familiar faces that he met on his daily routine. He knew the Weedles, and the Nidorans (lovely family), as well as the talkative Pidgey family that received mail every other day. They all enjoyed his company as he talked with them when handing over the mail, and he enjoyed his job as a mailman. His boss was very strict with him though, so he tried to be as punctual as possible so he'd get little complaints about his work.
As he was rushing through the route, he couldn't help but take notice of a girl out on the route, looking lost and dazed. Did she need help? He stopped with his bag tapping against his hip, looking up at her with a curious, interested stare. There was a very distinct look on her face, and he could tell that she was intent on finding something. Sniffing the air around him to check for signs of danger, which he didn't smell around him, he started to approach her.
<Heya, miss. Lost?> He asked casually, trekking towards her with a playful tail swishing behind him. If she lost something, then perhaps he'd be able to give her a paw with his handy dandy Pickup ability. Anything to help a poor damsel in distress!
::zigzagoon:: Level 5 - Male Pickup - Gluttony Tackle||Growl||Tail Whip Mailman - Bold - Thick-Headed Holding: Need any help?
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Post by Rekari on Dec 31, 2011 2:05:43 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, border-top: 19px solid #222222; border-bottom: 19px solid #222222; width: 480px; height: 300px; background-image: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/2me8kn9.png); padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 8px, bTable][STYLE=background-color: #e5e5e5; width: 350px; height: 220px; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: arial; color: #333333; overflow: auto] Normal types, normal types, normal types! Piper could scream at how many normal types inhabited these woods. At least this one seemed like it was semi intelligent and wasn't going to rip her head off or ask for help or something. She turned around and listened to him as her if she needed help finding something. The only thing she needed to find was her caterpie. "Well, it seems as though my caterpie decided to try and fly somehow and now I can't find him! I think he landed in a bush somewhere near here..." Indeed Bait had, he was currently trying to wiggle his way out of a particularly large and leafy bush to the left of the group. He didn't really think to call out for help or anything. He could take care of this on his own!
6 - Male - Shield Dust String Shot - Tackle [/style] | [STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 36px; color:#222222; letter-spacing: -4px; line-height: 22px; float: top; height: 178px;]I couldn't be happier if I tried[/style] |
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Post by Sp❣rit on Dec 31, 2011 8:57:28 GMT -5
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The Zigzagoon listened to her confession with a stare of curiosity, before nodding after understanding the situation. So a lost Caterpie was hiding out in the wilderness, possibly right around the area. He was a bit short on time, but he didn't mind lending the trainer a paw as long as it didn't take too long. <Just give me a moment!> He barked happily, thinking he knew what a Caterpie was as he started to scout around the bushes with an active nose, attempting to locate more of Piper's scent in the area.
If the Caterpie belonged to her, then most certainly it must've had her scent. Sadly, the first thing he grabbed onto wasn't a Caterpie though. It was some kind of worm, and he knew it wasn't a Weedle, so maybe it was a Caterpie. <H-Hey! What are you...?!> The voice protested as the Zigzagoon dragged a Wurmple off of another one when they were in the middle of a passionate session.
<Here ya go!> The Zigzagoon wiggled his tail with an excited jiggle, eager to please and help others out, even if he didn't do it right. The Wurmple in his mouth looked pissed though, especially when he had a lady back in the bushes to attend to.
Level 5 - Male Pickup - Gluttony Tackle||Growl||Tail Whip Mailman - Bold - Thick-Headed Holding: Presents 'Caterpie'::wurmple:: Level 6 - Male Shield Dust Tackle ||Poison Sting ||String Shot Always fails to lose virginity - Unloved - Serious Ticked off
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