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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Jan 25, 2012 8:10:54 GMT -5
[atrb=rowspan,2][atrb=width,420,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [atrb=style,border-radius:10; border-color:#849494; background: #475252;]doubt that the stars are fire
In theory Raff could just go ahead and get the second gym over with... he was confident in the skills of the three poke'mon he intended to bring in with him, and he knew Froslass would be a beast against Paris' Lopunny. But he was stalling for time, trying to train up his Lapras and Weavile so that they could catch up with the other members of his team. He loved the two dearly and wanted them to travel with him. Weavile knew cut, a valuable HM move, while Isolde was a useful transport device and had a unique moveset. Raff decided that, while he had wandered to the city to use the poke'mon center, he would stick around here and train them some. It would be hard, since most of the poke'mon around were of a much higher level.
He had found a city park and was sitting on the edge of a fountain. Although it was shut off for the winter there was still about a foot of water in the pool at the bottom. Isolde the Lapras was sitting in it, splashing herself happily. Tucker the Weavile was sitting beside Raff on the edge of the fountain. He had his legs crossed in front of him and his arms set lightly on his legs. The dark purple/black poke'mon had his eyes closed and was relaxing while Raff browsed a local newspaper for... anything of interest.
| [atrb=width,160,true] [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #849494]Level 6 - Female Level 8 - Male | [atrb=width,150,true] [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true]derp derp derp |
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jan 25, 2012 22:03:48 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,415,bTable] | [atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp256/doggydude24/misc/bg.gif);][STYLE=border: 4px solid #151515; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: 10px;] [/style][STYLE=float:left; border: 4px solid #151515; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: -108px; margin-left: 35px;] [/style][STYLE=float:right; border: 4px solid #151515; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: -108px; margin-right: 35px;] [/style] [STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 45px; color: #E7E1CD; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -8px;] SAVE YOUR HEART[/style][STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -10px; color: #CEC6AA; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;]FOR SOMEONE THAT LEAVES YOU BREATHLESS[/style] [STYLE=font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; width: 340px; text-align: justify; background-color: #6E6E6E; padding: 17px; color: #000000; margin-top: 8px; opacity: 0.9;] Flying overhead of the park, a keen gaze steered towards where Raff was as feathers dropped from his wings. He was shedding a little, but it wouldn't have been enough to make him go bald. Another strong flap from his wings blew the two feathers downwards towards Raff's fuzzy hair, harmlessly attempting to nuzzle themselves inside as the bird restlessly circled above them. His object of affection was supposed to be over here, but he had yet to have any sign of luck at all. Where was that precious Dusk Ball? With an irritated cry, the Pidgeotto landed beside the fountain, only nervously glancing up at the Lapras to make sure she wouldn't hurt him. If anything, he was splashed, but he didn't mind it much at all. Even in this cold weather, a little splash of water happened to be refreshing when one was wearing such a heavy feather coat. It wasn't as fancy as a Gucci bag, but it was good enough for him. <Nothing in here.> He fretted, hopping left and right in case the Dusk Ball managed to plop itself inside of the waters. Nothing at all, how terrible! The Pidgeotto looked nothing but frustrated and upset as he restlessly continued his search for the sphere. He had a very good reason to be on such an intense hunt for it after all; only 30 minutes ago, his younger brother had been captured inside of it by a trainer. The bird managed to steal the sphere away from the human, but he never figured out how to open the capsule. Instead of saving his trapped little brother, he ended up losing the poor thing. The amount of stress this bird was under was getting ridiculous, and he was ready to cave in and ask for help. With a worried glance towards the Lapras, he had to ask. <Have you seen a green Pokeball around here?> He asked her in his native tongue, a bit hard to understand because of the city accent. ::PIDGEOTTO:: Level 18 - Male Keen Eye - Tangled Feet Whirlwind||Quick Attack Gust||Sand Attack||Tackle Obsessive over objects - Scatters things often - Hesitant
Desc; It flies over its wide territory in search of prey, downing it with its highly developed claws.
[/style] [STYLE=font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; width: 344px; text-align: center; background-color: #151515; padding: 15px; color: #E7E1CD; margin-top: -9px; margin-bottom: 12px; opacity: 0.9; letter-spacing: 1px;] NOTES, I don’t have a particular plot for this. Mods can have fun~<3[/style] | |
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Jan 28, 2012 12:50:42 GMT -5
[atrb=rowspan,2][atrb=width,420,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [atrb=style,border-radius:10; border-color:#849494; background: #475252;]doubt that the stars are fire
Isolde responded quickly to the Pidgeotto. She looked up and over at him as soon as he landed, and maintained some kind of eye contact while he spoke to her. She looked sad and shook her head 'no'. She hadn't seen what he was looking for, and she hung her head down a bit. Raff glanced over the edge of his paper to see that Isolde was interacting with a wild Pidgeotto. He nudged Tucker gently with one of his elbows and the Weavile opened his eyes. He looked at Raff and Raff glanced in the direction of the Pidgeotto. Tucker also glanced over and nodded. He stood up and jumped towards Isolde, landing gracefully on her shell.
<We might be able to help you out though, if you would be willing to help us both out?> Tucker offered to the Pidgeotto. But he refrained from mentioning what they'd ask for in return. It would be a simple way to gauge how eager the Pidgeotto was for help and how important this green poke'ball was.
| [atrb=width,160,true] [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #849494]Level 6 - Female Level 8 - Male | [atrb=width,150,true] [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true]derp derp derp |
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Post by tomackze on Jan 28, 2012 17:39:11 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]We might be able to help you out! That was enough to make the Pidgeotto happy, although when the Weavile came back and asked if he could help them out also... The Pidgeotto began to get a bit hesitant and unsure at first. >Um... maybe. What exactly do you need help with?< He asked. He honestly did not think he can help them, or wish to do so... But he was obsessing too much about the green ball to not at least try.
>I think I am definitely able to assist you in any way possible. But what exactly is this help that you are seeking?< He wondered. He looked on very curiously and cautiously though, as he knew his dangers and did not want to risk anything too dramatic. He would give it a try, but he had a backup plan if ever he needed it. It started with a whirl and ended with a wind.
::Pidgeotto:: Level 18 - Male Keen Eye - Tangled Feet Whirlwind||Quick Attack Gust||Sand Attack||Tackle Obsessive over objects - Scatters things often - Hesitant | [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 G♌I♏♏ on Jan 28, 2012 22:49:54 GMT -5
[atrb=rowspan,2][atrb=width,420,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [atrb=style,border-radius:10; border-color:#849494; background: #475252;]doubt that the stars are fire
<Isolde and I need training.> Tucker said calmly, lightly tapping Isolde's strong neck as he mentioned her name. She nodded in agreement. The calm ice type Weavile continued to speak. <Neither of us is strong enough to take on the poke'mon around here by ourselves, so if we find this poke'ball you're looking for, would you be willing to take us both on?> Tucker asked the Pidgeotto. He spelled his offer out in a very mature and calm tone of voice. He wasn't going to be bothered if the Pidgeotto refused the offer, there would be other chances for him and Isolde to train together.
The passive Lapras hesitantly nodded her agreement. She was not eager to get into any fight... ever... even if it was for the good of training.
| [atrb=width,160,true] [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #849494]Level 6 - Female Level 8 - Male | [atrb=width,150,true] [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true]derp derp derp |
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Post by DR-@@GON on Jan 28, 2012 23:51:10 GMT -5
PIDGEOTTO APPEARED ! The Pidgeotto's panicked thoughts ran through his mind like a Kenyan running a marathon. He was hardly sure his heart would stay in his chest, pounding this hard like this. Where was his brother? Was he okay? What would happen if he found him too late? Oh, the possibilities... He snapped out of it when the trainer affirmed what she wanted from him. He blinked as he thought about the implications of that request. Glancing over at the Lapras and Weavile, they looked strong, but he could tell that they lacked much experience. Battles were risky, but he felt like he could trust them, especially in light of the fact that no one else was offering help to him. <Deal.> He agreed in a breathy, desperate tone.
<I've already checked that part of the park,> He indicated with a swoop of his wing towards the area, <but I've had yet to check that place and that place thoroughly...> He indicated a nearby playground and an area with a few picnic tables and grills for people to hold events at. In fact, a few were there, having what looked like a birthday party for a 7 year old girl. Lots of children were running around, most of them impish enough to have stolen this aforementioned 'green ball.'
"Hey, look at all the feathers!" A faint cry from one of the girls on the swing sets sounded as she jumped off and ran over to one of them, grabbing one in her hands. Her friend came over, admiring it. "It's pretty." She cooed.
<Um, meet here if you find anything. I'll see you.> The Pidgeotto chirped before taking flight, spreading a few more feathers around as he continued his search. He didn't usually shed this much, but considering all the stress he was under, it was understandable.
Level 18 - Male Keen Eye - Tangled Feet Whirlwind||Quick Attack Gust||Sand Attack||Tackle Obsessive over objects - Scatters things often - Hesitant Agreed. Off to search again
TUNES|| Sufjan Stevens - A Loverless Bed TAGS|| Modded ! TALK|| <3
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Jan 30, 2012 8:05:01 GMT -5
[atrb=rowspan,2][atrb=width,420,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [atrb=style,border-radius:10; border-color:#849494; background: #475252;]doubt that the stars are fire
Tucked looked pleased as the Pidgeotto agreed to the deal. The Weavile lifted a large claws hand to his forehead and saluted the bird poke'mon as he flew off to continue the search from the skies. And as soon as he was gone, Tucker turned to Raff and reached out- nudging him gently form Isolde's back. <Hey, we're looking for a green poke'ball Raff. Pidgeotto said to look over there.> And he pointed towards the playground. Raff nodded and stood up. Tucker leapt to his side and joined him, but Isolde was recalled for now; it wasn't going to be easy for her to get around this park.
Raff and Tucker walked up to the playground and the Weavile began to look for the green poke'ball, while Raff turned to the human children. "Have you guys seen a green poke'ball around here?" He asked them calmly, trying not to look like a creepy stranger that might kidnap them.
| [atrb=width,160,true] [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #849494]Level 8 - Male | [atrb=width,150,true] [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true]derp derp derp |
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Post by Dracken on Jan 30, 2012 14:20:06 GMT -5
::linoone:: Female
Described by boy, look for a Linoone!
The children on the play ground felt the feather that dropped. When Raff came over they quickly hid their treasure behind their backs. He didn't seem creepy to them. The one girl shook her head. "No, I'm sorry sir. We haven't seen a green Pokeball anywhere." She said. However, one of the boys behind her, raised his hand and stepped forward. "I saw a Pokemon that had a green ball." He said. He tapped his chin with his finger and then pointed towards a tree. "She was over there last time I saw her, it was a furry Pokemon that couldn't turn corners very well. Every time she'd turn it'd be sharp and she would hit sometime. It was a very pretty Pokemon too, light brown with stripes." Once the boy was done the group went back to playing on the playground, but now you have some information to go on. Have fun with that.
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Feb 6, 2012 8:21:26 GMT -5
[atrb=rowspan,2][atrb=width,420,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [atrb=style,border-radius:10; border-color:#849494; background: #475252;]doubt that the stars are fire
Raff nodded. "Alright. Thanks kids." Fortunately for them he didn't want their treasured feather. Once they had described... some kind of poke'mon (it was a moderately vague description to be fair) he left them alone to enjoy their feather some more. His Weavile followed along beside him, trailing back a bit and letting himself drift backwards from Raff. Once there was some distance between them he would get down on all fours and quickly run-walk to catch up. He was intently searching the ground for a green poke'ball.
Raff was looking for the Linoone (of course he wasn't sure it was that. Could be some other brown furry poke'mon.) There was a lot of searching going on right now.... kinda like a treasure hunt.
| [atrb=width,160,true] [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #849494]Level 10 - Male | [atrb=width,150,true] [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true]derp derp derp |
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Post by Sheepy on Feb 6, 2012 17:12:33 GMT -5
A wild noise appears! Investigate~?Not far from where Raff was walking alongside his weaville there was an allyway in which it seemed a brown tail had quickly nipped into; it was hard to tell what it exactly was, but it could be the linoone. If the trainer decided to indeed investigate this, he would come across a dim path which grew darker the further you looked. There were trash cans litering the area, but oddly there was a cardboard box by the right hand side.
If Raff decided to look at the box, he would hear some small noises coming from it, as if there where babies or certainly something quite young underneeth it. No matter what it could be, it would be wise to be cautious here.
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Feb 12, 2012 19:40:06 GMT -5
[atrb=rowspan,2][atrb=width,420,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [atrb=style,border-radius:10; border-color:#849494; background: #475252;]doubt that the stars are fire
Tucker and Raff both approached the noise-making box with a great deal of caution. Sometimes even baby poke'mon could be vicious... and of course there was always their parents to worry about. No telling what sort of trouble the two of them would be getting into... Raff knelt down beside the box, his hands resting on his knees. Tucker slipped one of his claws under the box and quickly flipped it over so he and Raff could investigate what was inside.
| [atrb=width,160,true] [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #849494]Level 10 - Male | [atrb=width,150,true] [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true]derp derp derp |
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Post by Sp❣rit on Feb 14, 2012 12:18:20 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,415,bTable] | [atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp256/doggydude24/misc/bg.gif);][STYLE=border: 4px solid #151515; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: 10px;] [/style][STYLE=float:left; border: 4px solid #151515; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: -108px; margin-left: 35px;] [/style][STYLE=float:right; border: 4px solid #151515; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: -108px; margin-right: 35px;] [/style] [STYLE=font-family: georgia; font-size: 45px; color: #E7E1CD; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -8px;] SAVE YOUR HEART[/style][STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 12px; margin-top: -10px; color: #CEC6AA; letter-spacing: 2px; text-transform: uppercase;]FOR SOMEONE THAT LEAVES YOU BREATHLESS[/style] [STYLE=font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; width: 340px; text-align: justify; background-color: #6E6E6E; padding: 17px; color: #000000; margin-top: 8px; opacity: 0.9;] The Linoone that was keeping an eye on the youngsters only stopped by to make sure that they were getting enough food. The normal type's tail flickered, as if it was coaxing Raff and his Weavile forward as she nuzzled her head into the box and dropped off desserts she stole from the humans. It was then that she scampered off, frightened by the sound of footsteps and leaving the babies hidden in the safety of their box. Squeaks perked up from the opening in the box at Raff's contact, thinking that the Linoone was back to spoil them with more food. Instead they were greeted with the face of Raff, and he wasn't the most appealing thing to the baby Woobat hiding inside. Two of the three brothers huddled together to fend against the cold air that threatened to rob them of their warmth. The remaining brother looked right up at him with his shiny green fuzz shimmering from within it. It was clear that he was different appearance wise from the others, and it was definitely not paint coating his body. He was a legit shiny Pokemon, though he didn't have the eyes to actually see that yet. <Goo baba!> He squeaked, wings extended as if he was ready to take off. For a baby Pokemon he was pretty strong, but he hardly knew how to control the energy and power that he had. Despite that minor issue, he was very eager to test himself out in activities where he could really go wild. <Go go baba!> He repeated, babbling nonsense that made complete sense to himself and his brothers. They whimpered as he hopped right out of the box and tried to latch onto Raff's face for a fail wrestling move, which only managed to look like a tight hug.
Level 15 - Male Unaware - Klutz Assurance||Heart Stamp Confusion||Odor Sleuth||Gust Baby talk - Reckless - Ignorant of fear
::woobat:: ::woobat:: Level 15 - M Crybabies - Nervous - Hesitant Background Pokemon
[/style] [STYLE=font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; width: 344px; text-align: center; background-color: #151515; padding: 15px; color: #E7E1CD; margin-top: -9px; margin-bottom: 12px; opacity: 0.9; letter-spacing: 1px;] NOTES, Stats for the other two can be given if you want to battle them. BUT THEY'RE SO CUTE WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?[/style] | |
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Feb 17, 2012 16:54:08 GMT -5
[atrb=rowspan,2][atrb=width,420,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [atrb=style,border-radius:10; border-color:#849494; background: #475252;]doubt that the stars are fire
Tucker blinked and jumped backwards as the shiny Woobat jumped out of the box at Raff. He made a soft cat-like hiss noise and lifted his claws into a defensive position. In the end he felt a little bit embarrassed that he reacted so vehemently against the "attack" of a poke'mon that could hardly speak and definitely couldn't form legitimate words. He lowered his claws and huffed softly.
Raff meanwhile was knocked backwards and onto his butt by the shiny Woobat. His instinct was to wrap his arms around the colorful fuzz ball that jumped at his face. He made a 'eep' noise as he landed on his rear end and almost fell backwards onto his back completely. "Oh sweet baby Jesus. What was that for?" He mumbled out, letting go of the Woobat to rub the back of his head.
| [atrb=width,160,true] [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #849494]Level 10 - Male | [atrb=width,150,true] [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true]derp derp derp |
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Post by tomackze on Feb 18, 2012 1:57:55 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 sudden movement and drop startled the shiny Woobat and he started to sib in his baby state. >Waa! Waa! Baba! Poo!< He said, it did not make any coherent sense at all but this did make the other two Woobats a bit worried when their shiny little brother began to cry. Although, both were a bit of... what they call... scaredy cats so they wouldn't really do anything about it.
That didn't mean the reckless one would just leave it be after being startled and sibbing in front of Raff. Instead, he sent out a few heart stamps at the trainer to light up the room and make everything so pretty and nilly. It seemed, he was good for contests if he could just harness his power instead of letting it go everywhere and fly everywhere. If he could get some control down, he might be something special.
Level 15 - Male Unaware - Klutz Assurance||Heart Stamp Confusion||Odor Sleuth||Gust Baby talk - Reckless - Ignorant of fear Used Heart Stamp::Woobat:: ::Woobat:: Level 15 - M Crybabies - Nervous - Hesitant Background Pokemon | [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 G♌I♏♏ on Feb 18, 2012 11:23:38 GMT -5
[atrb=rowspan,2][atrb=width,420,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [atrb=style,border-radius:10; border-color:#849494; background: #475252;]doubt that the stars are fire
The heart stamps flew towards Raff, bright and colorful he didn't think there was any reason to be afraid of them. But then one pressed against his skin and he yelped loudly, pushing himself backwards with his hands and his butt. Tucker jumped foreword and pushed Raff down with his claws, taking the remainder of the heart stamp attack for his trainer. The cat-esque poke'mon hissed loudly and then the hiss intensified into a loud screeching noise, as if his claws were running down a chalk board. The red crest on his head flared out as he jumped into the battle to defend Raff, who was pretty derpy and helpless at the moment. Tucker jumped into the air, using Raff as an involuntary springboard. Raff coughed. Tucker landed on regular ground and ran speedily towards the shiny Woobat for a quick attack.
| [atrb=width,160,true] [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #849494]Level 10 - Male keen eye & inner focus Scratch / Leer / Taunt / Foresight Pursuit / Ice Shard / Quick Attack / Screech / Cut took heart stampused screech & quick attack | [atrb=width,150,true] [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true]derp derp derp |
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Post by tomackze on Feb 18, 2012 17:26:41 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 quick attack was too fast for the Woobat to react to and he was hit and fell to the ground, about to let out a wallop as his two brothers began to get nervous as the battle took place. >Woo! Waa! Koo?!< One asked the other who was already halfway out of the scene as he decided it wasn't worth it and wanted to leave. >Boo! Baah! Kaaah!< He Woobat spoke again as he flew away with his brother, leaving only the shiny one remaining.
>Muu... Ma Ma! Waaa!< The Woobat said, unsure why he was attacked in the first place. But if the Weavile wanted a battle, he'd get one. And with that, he sent a small gust of wind at the pokemon in hopes of harming him. Although he had a hard time staying up in the air and suddenly also saw himself fall after exerting the strength to get the gust out.
>Waa! Waa!< He said once he fell. He's fallen and he can't get up!
Level 15 - Male Unaware - Klutz Assurance||Heart Stamp Confusion||Odor Sleuth||Gust Baby talk - Reckless - Ignorant of fear Hit by Quick AttackUsed Gust::Woobat:: x2 Flew away | [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 G♌I♏♏ on Feb 19, 2012 11:59:49 GMT -5
[atrb=rowspan,2][atrb=width,370,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [atrb=style,border-radius:10; border-color:#849494; background: #475252;]doubt that the stars are fire
Raff sat upright, brushing the dirt and dust off of his sleeves and his exposed lower arms. He glanced towards Tucker, who was in the midst of the young Woobat's fierce gust attack. Although young, and in desperate need of some focus , the tiny green fuzz ball had some serious power. Raff crossed his arms and set them on his knees. "Tucker, Pursuit attack." He said sharply to his Weavile, directing the poke'mon to use an attack that would give him an advantage. A bit of strategy here would be incredibly helpful. Tucker's ears perked up and he threw a glance towards Raff and then nodded.
He obeyed the command with directness and precision, nothing frivolous or fancy. He dashed towards the fallen Woobat and slid around to the side, swiping with his laws which were imbued with a dark aura.
| [atrb=width,230,true] [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #849494]Level 10 - Male keen eye & inner focus Scratch / Leer / Taunt / Foresight Pursuit / Ice Shard / Quick Attack / Screech / Cut took gustused pursuit | [atrb=width,150,true] [atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true]derp derp derp |
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Post by DR-@@GON on Feb 19, 2012 15:00:04 GMT -5
The baby Woobat gurgled and cried on the floor for someone to help, but his brothers had rudely abandoned him to perch on a nearby signpost a safe enough distance away. Scared as they were, they couldn't completely abandon their dear brother. They squealed incomprehensible assurances to him from where they perched, and it quelled the shiny's cries just a little.
But his cries erupted again when he was hit by the Pursuit, which hurt pretty badly. It knocked him backwards and he rolled a short distance before coming to a stop on his back. With a tug of strength, he managed to force himself back up into the air and flap his wings once again. He was energetic, but he was still learning how to maneuver. Whirling around, he cried out, <Waaaaa!> before spiraling towards his foe for an Assurance to the face.
Level 15 - Male Unaware - Klutz Assurance||Heart Stamp Confusion||Odor Sleuth||Gust Baby talk - Reckless - Ignorant of fear Hit by Pursuit (SE)! Health is low-mid green! Used Assurance on Weavile!
::woobat:: Perched nearby
TUNES|| Pinback - Some Voices TAGS|| Modded ! TALK|| C':
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Feb 19, 2012 22:27:40 GMT -5
[atrb=rowspan,2][atrb=width,370,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [atrb=style,border-radius:10; border-color:#849494; background: #475252;]doubt that the stars are fire
"Keep using screech, lower his defenses." Raff spoke calmly to Tucker, advising the Weavile on what to do rather than commanding him to do it at this point. He had a pretty solid, but not perfect, grasp on how Tucker liked to fight. The poke'mon was calm and didn't panic. He could think for himself. He would know the best course of action himself without much aid from Raff.
An eerie screech came from Tucker's mouth and he dragged his claws across the ground, adding to the psycho sounding noise he was making with his mouth. His eyes narrowed and he lifted his left claw off of the ground, flicking it gently towards the young, green Woobat. As his wrist snapped a large ice shard formed at the tip of his claw and flew towards Woobat. Weavile lifted his right claw and repeated the motion quickly.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Feb 19, 2012 23:58:43 GMT -5
The shiny baby Woobat wasn't hurting too much, but it seemed to hurt worse than it was since he was young and all. A sudden screech escaped the Weavile and invaded his senses, and he screamed with pain as his eardrums threatened to burst. Ice shard came while he was distracted by the echoing, the ice chipping as it came in contact with his soft face. It was cold, a feeling that the baby was unused to. He shook off the ice and whimpered with pain as more came. <Agooo~> He gurgled sadly.
Then new determination seemed to take root in him, and his reckless nature fueled him on. Flapping more vigorously than before, he launched a Confusion towards the Weavile in hopes of causing him some mental damage.
Level 15 - Male Unaware - Klutz Assurance||Heart Stamp Confusion||Odor Sleuth||Gust Baby talk - Reckless - Ignorant of fear ( DEF -2 ) Hit by Screech & Ice Shard (SE)! Health is mid-high yellow! Used Confusion on Weavile!
Perched nearby
TUNES|| Kimbra - Cameo Lover TAGS|| Modded ! TALK|| C:
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