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Post by Dani on Jul 1, 2012 22:42:59 GMT -5
Darko could not believe he had finally reached the city. It was everything he had dreamed it would be. There were people and Pokemon everywhere. And none of them knew about his past. He could be anyone he wanted with them. He would make sure they knew he was great. His Caterpie Jazz was out of her Pokeball. She was gazing around at everything in awe. She was very excited as well. She had waited her whole life to be here. She could not wait to explore! Darko smiled down at his Pokemon. He could have gone and challenge the gym leader right away, but he decided to give his Pokemon and himself a rest. He walked around with Jazz on his shoulder, looking for something to do.
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Post by Genevieve on Jul 2, 2012 0:42:59 GMT -5
A Wild Pokemon Appeared! The city really was a busy place, for pokemon and for humans. At all hours of the day and night pokemon could be seen roaming the streets, and right now was no exception. The sound of metal garbage cans being knocked over, and garbage bags being ripped open, could be heard from an alley just a few ahead of Darko. A moment later a Trubbish appeared, dragging behind it a bag of garbage, it's contents spilling out onto the street.
As an old broken soup bowl fell from its bag, the trubbish stopped, turning to stare at the cracked and grimy bowl. <Oooh this could make such a statement! The other designers will just be like, sooo jealous!> With a proud grin, the Trubbish placed the bowl on its head, feeling quite satisfied with its newest find. At the moment it seemed totally oblivious to Darko, which might possibly be a good thing.
::trubbish:: Lvl 10 (M) Stench | Sticky Hold Pound | Poison Gas | Recycle | Toxic Spikes Wants to be a famous fashion designer, thinks garbage is beautiful, very self conscious about his overbite.
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Post by Dani on Jul 2, 2012 12:51:37 GMT -5
Darko's eyes were constantly scanning the area as he walked. Something soon caught his interest. He was not sure what the loud noise could be, so he decided to find out. He was slightly surprised to see the Trubbish. Was that a dirty bowl on his head? Darko watched the Pokemon in curiosity. <Ooo... a city Pokemon!> Jazz cried excitedly. She used her little legs to squirm down Darko's body and onto the ground. She hurried over to the Trubbish. She had to check this out! <Hi! What are you doing?> She smiled. She hoped the other Pokemon was friendly.
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Post by Genevieve on Jul 2, 2012 20:53:25 GMT -5
A Wild Pokémon Appeared! For a moment the trubbish just stared at the Caterpie, eyeing it up and down. In his mind he was busy trying to figure out the Caterpies measurement, shoe size, a variety of completely useless information in the field of garbage fashion.
<What am I doing? Well, surely you recognize me! I am the cities greatest fashion designer! I'm afraid I don't do autographs though, sorry kid.>
The trubbish started to continue on his way, eager to get back to his store, when he noticed the trainer nearby. Pausing he turned back to look at the little bug pokemon now, suspiciously.
<Woah, kid, you aren't planning to attack me or something, are you? I've heard scary things about you trainer pokemon.>
Lvl 10 (M) Stench | Sticky Hold Pound | Poison Gas | Recycle | Toxic Spikes Wants to be a famous fashion designer, thinks garbage is beautiful, very self conscious about his overbite.
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Post by Dani on Jul 2, 2012 22:03:43 GMT -5
Jazz watched the Trubbish curiously. What was he talking up? He was acting like she should have known who he was. Maybe he thought she lived in the city. A fashion designer? He must be famous! She found herself in awe. She blinked at the sudden question. Attack? She had no reason to attack. She glanced at her trainer. Well, not unless he told her to, but it did not seem like he planned on catching the other Pokemon at the moment. "I won't attack you," the Caterpie said. "We were just exploring. We just got here. I have never been to this city before, but I have always wanted to!" She looked at the garbage around him. "Why are you playing in the trash?"
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Post by SKIPPAPPAPALOOZA! on Jul 3, 2012 7:05:20 GMT -5
< trash? > the trubbish looked around with a truly confused look on his face. he saw no trash around here, only materials and treasures to behold. what was this caterpie talking about now? < exploring is a lovely pastime. this city is beautiful, isn't it? > the trubbish said, looking around with a faintly fond glow in his eyes. this city was his home and he had been here all his life. he used it as inspiration - the things people despised and threw onto the streets, the dirt and grime - they were his favourite things, they made this his home. < you know i could whip you up a lovely hat for that sun, > the trubbish mused, moving to place some newspaper in a crumpled bunch against half a straw mat and some tablecloth scraps, then trying to curve it around the caterpie's head. perhaps it might work better as a cape? that was his mantra as a designer - always be flexible! WILD TRUBBISH level 10 • stench + sticky hold • male pound, poison gas, recycle, toxic spikes wants to be a fashion designer, thinks garbage is beautiful. very self-conscious about his overbite.
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Post by Dani on Jul 3, 2012 11:57:27 GMT -5
The Caterpie blinked. <A hat?> She was not sure what was going on. The Pokemon had said he was a fashion designer. Was he using the trash to make clothes? Oh, this was so cool! Jazz grinned excitedly. <The city is great,> she babbled. She could not wait to explore every inch of it!
Darko watched the exchange between the Pokemon with great amusement. He liked the little Trubbish, but it seemed like he had a job to do where he was. "Looking good," he said to his Caterpie.
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Post by Genevieve on Jul 4, 2012 4:31:12 GMT -5
Pokemon Encounter! Oh, success! If the trubbish was perfectly honest with himself, this was probably the first time, anyone had ever really appreciated his artistic skills! Of course as far as this caterpie and her trainer knew she was famous...and this little trubbish wasn't about to let them realize otherwise.
<Yes it is cool isn't it!> he replied, making one final adjustment of the caterpie's garbage hat before turning to rummage through his newest bag of materials once more. There were a few taste scraps of food, and a delicious diaper. Nibbling on his treats, he offered a bit of the diaper to the caterpie, before rummaging once more.
Ah, medical waste, and fish bones! Well, this was exciting. Stringing the used syringes through the fishbone, and with a little help from his poison, he'd made a nice human sized necklace. It wasn't exactly safe to put around your neck, considering it was made of sharp bone and mysterious needles, but Trubbish was a talking garbage bag! It didn't really understand how sensitive human necks could be.
<Here, a gift for you!> he called out, before throwing the dangerously sharp 'necklace' at the caterpie's trainer.
WILD TRUBBISH level 10 • stench + sticky hold • male pound, poison gas, recycle, toxic spikes wants to be a fashion designer, thinks garbage is beautiful. very self-conscious about his overbite.
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Post by Dani on Jul 4, 2012 12:55:15 GMT -5
Darko's eyes widened when he saw the Trubbish begin to throw something at him. "Hey!" he cried. He quickened dodged to the left to prevent a painful collision. He sent the Trubbish a cross look. "I think we should be going now," he said through his teeth to his own Pokémon.
The Caterpie frowned. She as having fun, but she would obey her trainer. <Oh, ok.> She turned to the Trubbish and smiled slightly. <Thank you.> She nibbled a bit of the diaper to be polite, but she did not find it very appetizing. <It was good to meet you.> She began to wiggle back over to her trainer.
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Post by ♔ QUEEN KASSY on Jul 4, 2012 15:56:44 GMT -5
[style=font-size: 50px; font-family:wire one; color: #963b3b; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center] POKÉMON ENCOUNTER ?! [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, vertical-align: top;][style=padding:5px; text-align: justify; font-size: 11px;]The young turbbish just shrugged, not really caring that they decided to leave. He thought they were boring anyways so he just turned and left as well. Waddling along until he was out of site and never to be seen again.
“Get out of here!” a man whom seemed to have many pocket watches cried out, he was probably trying to sell them but it seemed that he had a bit of a problem. >[v]Shiny! So Shiny! |
[/b]< a small joltik chuckled as he held onto one of the fancy watches. “ Give it back you stupid bug!” the shady vendor called out but quickly the little joltik took off, he was headed right for the trainer and quickly hid behind the legs of the trainer. “ Oh So you plan to protect this joltik huh?” the man glared at the trainer, pushing up his sleeves as if he was getting ready to beat the trainer up.[/div] ::trubbish:: LEFT ::joltik:: JOLTIK (M) 10 [ COMPOUND EYE + UNERVE ] string shot . leech life . spider web . thunderwave . screech QUICK: has a tendency to steal shiny things hit by --- used --- health is FULL GREEN[/td][/tr][/table][/style] [/style][/center]
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Post by Dani on Jul 4, 2012 17:25:41 GMT -5
After the Trubbish left, Darko was about to get on his way as well when the Joltik ran behind his legs. It seemed like the Pokemon was in some sort of trouble. And now the trouble was coming to the trainer. Jazz let out a squeak of surprise at the intrusion and immediately began climbing up Darko's leg. "Hold on!" the trainer said quickly to the man. "I ahve no idea what's going on here. I don't know this Joltik." He hoped the man would listen to reason.
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Jul 5, 2012 9:22:42 GMT -5
::joltik:: JOLTIK (M) 10 [ COMPOUND EYE + UNERVE ] string shot . leech life . spider web . thunderwave . screech QUICK: has a tendency to steal shiny things hit by --- used --- health is FULL GREEN "Well then..." If he didn't own this Joltik, and had nothing to do with it... "... you'll just hand him over to me?" The angry con artist held out his big left hand, curling his fingers in a 'gimme gimme' sort of motion. His steely, world-weary eyes were focused on Darko- trying to intimidating him. The Joltik, still clutching his stolen shiny to his chest with one leg, scuttled around and hid behind Darko's leg, pushing his fuzzy yellow body up against the trainer. The con artist was looking impatient. "Come on, give him over and I might let you buy a nice poke'mon off of me... "
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Post by Dani on Jul 5, 2012 12:45:46 GMT -5
Darko hesitated. He was reluctant to give the Pokemon to the man. It was the simplest option and the one that would cause him the least trouble, but that did not mean it was the right one. There were two sides to every story. How was he supposed to know the man was right in this case? He did not even know the situation. He knew what it was like to be the one accused. Perhaps there was a way out of this where everyone could win. But he needed more information to do that. "First, I need you to tell me what he did wrong," he said calmly and slowly. He hoped this would not make the man angrier.
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Post by Genevieve on Jul 6, 2012 3:45:40 GMT -5
Pokemon Encounter!
The con artist couldn't help but smile when he heard the kid ask why he needed the joltik. Man, there really was a sucker born every minute, wasn't there? Since the intimidation tactic didn't seem to work, he switched gears. Perhaps a pity story would work better?
"He- he stole me watch! It belonged to my dad before he died and I need to get it back!" he said simply, glaring at the little joltik, which cowered further behind Darko's leg. "As one uh, pokemon fan to another, I'd also like to catch it! It'd definitely be....valuable to have." he then added, hoping his answer would satisfy this stupid brat.
With a not so friendly grin, the con artist took a step forward and extended his hand. Hopefully this kid would be smart enough to at least do a he was told. If not...things might get a little messy.
JOLTIK (M) 10 [ COMPOUND EYE + UNERVE ] string shot . leech life . spider web . thunderwave . screech QUICK: has a tendency to steal shiny things hit by --- used --- health is FULL GREEN
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Post by Dani on Jul 8, 2012 22:07:40 GMT -5
Darko was still hesitant. He was not sure he believed this man. From the looks of him, he was not sincere. The trainer doubted he would take care of the Pokemon. But who was he to judge? But it did seem probably that the Jotlik had stolen the watch. That was probably what had triggered this man's anger. Maybe if he got it back, he would leave the Pokemon alone. Darko turned around and glanced down at the Jotlik. "Can you give the watch back, please?" he asked in a gentle voice. "It will save you a lot of trouble." He held out his hand in case the Pokemon decided to comply.
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Post by Steve on Jul 9, 2012 10:50:02 GMT -5
[/style][style=width: 460px; background-color:#3e3a53; border: 5px solid #1e1c2a; border-radius: 15px; padding: 15px;][style=text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: rancho; font-size: 30px; color:#7f7b93;] POKEMON ENCOUNTER?! The joltik latched on to the watch as much as he could and started to try prying it open with his claws on the ends of his legs. Eagerly biting down on it to try causing some pincer marks to show on it, even though it was being slightly chewed on by the little bug. Trying to determine if it was worth anything in his buggy eyes, but he was ignoring the trainers pleas now to give it back. In fact, he almost jumped off and ran away with it if the trainer wasn't careful. The joltik definitely knew what he wanted, but was not going to make it easy to get the watch back in general. The shiny watch amazed the joltik and he loved just staring at his own reflection in it even as he tried stabbing at it with his claws.
Even so, he wasn't convinced at all and suddenly ran off further into the path and that made the con artist groan in displeasure as he suddenly tried to keep his cool even after muttering aloud. "DAMNIT, get back here with MY -I mean, my dad's watch!" he said trying to make it so that the joltik still looked like the bad guy. Even right now he was wondering just how this job was going to go down.
::joltik:: JOLTIK (M) 10 [ COMPOUND EYE + UNERVE ] string shot . leech life . spider web . thunderwave . screech QUICK: has a tendency to steal shiny things hit by --- used --- health is FULL GREEN TAG: modded NOTES: TEMPLATE CREATED BY MY LOVELY WIFE KASSY [/style] [/style]
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Post by Dani on Jul 10, 2012 17:32:13 GMT -5
Darko gasped when the Joltik began to run away. His Caterpie hung onto his neck in fear. He hesitated again. He could just let the man go after the Pokemon. It was not his problem. He could just leave and not worry about it. But somehow, he felt he had a duty to protect the Pokemon. The Joltik probably did not realize he was doing wrong. And it seemed like the man was lying about the watch. In any case, he could not just stand there and do nothing. "Just let him go," he said to the man. "It's not worth it." He was not sure what he should do at this point.
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Post by BAT WALRUS on Jul 10, 2012 21:15:27 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 300px] [style=height: 30px; width: 300px; font-family: impact; font-size: 30px; color: D0D0D0; text-transform: uppercase]Wandering Shopkeeper [/style][style=width: 300px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/iL3kn.jpg); background-repeat: repeat][style=float: left; height: 3px; width: 290px; background-color: 0095A5; margin-top: 30px][/style][style=height: 100px; width: 100px; float: right; margin-right: 10px; border: 2px solid 0095A5; margin-top: -20px][/style][style=width: 170px; height: 50px; font-family: verdana; color: 000000; font-size: 10px; padding: 10px]music xxx words xxx notes xxx[/style][style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: 141414; text-align: justify; padding: 60 10 20 10]William smirked a lopsided grin, staring at the trainer with his shifty gaze whilst continuing to pry the watch from the Joltiks jaws. He shook his head. "Nah, you got any clue what this thing is worth? Ain't no chance I'm lettin' it go so easily." William told the trainer. Why would he? Even if he was lying about its sentimental value, he could catch a good price for something like that in the Verona ghettos. Business, money, greed. Those were the only things going through Will's mind at that moment, then he had an idea. A business opportunity. He looked at the trainer with a smirk. "Hey, hows about we make a deal here? Neither of us wants to leave with a sour taste in our mouths. Trade me three of your pokeball's for a revive stone, whatchu sayin'?" William asked. The revive stone was pretty rare, but it was stolen goods to begin with and William could sell those pokeballs on at a higher price to some unsuspecting new trainers fresh out of the rangers station.
"Whaddaya say? Its a good deal, then I'll let the little guy go." He said.
Con Artist William "Drugs? There are legitimate drugs that are prescribed for Pokémon. My friend, this is not the black market. It is the happy market." Offering: --> 3 of any Pokeball for one Revive ::joltik:: JOLTIK (M) 10 [ COMPOUND EYE + UNERVE ] string shot . leech life . spider web . thunderwave . screech QUICK: has a tendency to steal shiny things hit by --- used --- health is FULL GREEN
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Post by Dani on Jul 10, 2012 23:12:32 GMT -5
Darko frowned. He was about to give an angry retort, but he thought better of it. He eyed the man suspiciously. Could he trust him? The trainer was not sure about accepting the offer. But it did seem like a good deal. Pokeballs were relatively cheap and replaceable. And he had plenty of them anyway. He supposed it did not matter much if the revive stone was real or not. It would not cost him too much. And if it helped free the Joltik... "Fine," he conceded. He took out three empty Pokeballs and handed them over to the man. He hoped he would not regret this.
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Post by Steve on Jul 11, 2012 8:56:45 GMT -5
[/style][style=width: 460px; background-color:#3e3a53; border: 5px solid #1e1c2a; border-radius: 15px; padding: 15px;][style=text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; font-family: rancho; font-size: 30px; color:#7f7b93;] POKEMON ENCOUNTER?! The con artist seemed to think this was a fair trade as he handed the items over to the trainer without any guarantee of getting them back. Well, just the one item and the joltik was freed from his prison just then so he could jump out at the trainer's face. The deal was done and the con artist had no further need to be here as he suddenly ran off with the pokeballs as they seemed to be an acceptable trade for the revive in general. "Thanks!" he said calmly, but didn't realize his watch was missing.
Thanks for rescuing me, the joltik said while his mouth was stuffed full with the shiny watch he had just stolen again, but this time he intended on keeping it.
Con Artist William "Drugs? There are legitimate drugs that are prescribed for Pokémon. My friend, this is not the black market. It is the happy market." Offering: --> 3 of any Pokeball for one Revive ::joltik:: JOLTIK (M) 10 [ COMPOUND EYE + UNERVE ] string shot . leech life . spider web . thunderwave . screech QUICK: has a tendency to steal shiny things hit by --- used --- health is FULL GREEN TAG: modded NOTES: TEMPLATE CREATED BY MY LOVELY WIFE KASSY [/style] [/style]
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