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Post by \m/*.*\m/ on Mar 23, 2012 21:13:16 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #111111; border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -o-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px;][style=float: left; height: 100px; width: 100px; background-image: url('http://i41.tinypic.com/2i55p5.jpg'); border: 10px solid #e4e4e4; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px; border-radius: 100%; -moz-border-radius: 100% -o-border-radius: 100%; -webkit-border-radius: 100%] [/style][style=height: 50px; text-align: right; padding-right: 10px; color: #e4e4e4; font-family: georgia; font-size: 32px; font-style: italic; padding-top: 20px;]I want to exorcise[/style][style=height: 60px; text-align: right; padding-right: 10px; color: #111111; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18px; font-style: italic; background-color: #e4e4e4; padding-top: 10px;]the demons from your past[/style][style=background-color: #e4e4e4; padding: 15px; padding-top: 0px;][style=background-color: #dadada; color: #636363; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; border-top: 5px solid #c4c4c4; border-bottom: 5px solid #c4c4c4;] That was a very...strange occurrence? Jacob thought as he ventured off the beaten path into the woods of La Premiere Route. His encounter with this Scott character was peculiar to say the least. He had long since returned his Electrike, Charski, to his pokeball.
The grass crunched under his feet and warm sunlight hit his jacket, shoving it into his bag roughly. The hunter green shirt seemed slightly off-set by the brighter greens of the sunny forest. The crystal blue in his eyes glittered behind his red hair.
He felt at peace alone in the forest, but he knew that he wasn't technically alone. There was an abundance of Pokémon in the forest surrounding him. Then there was also the looming threat of Team Death roaming the routes. Jacob's mind began to drift back.
Maybe it wasn't the brightest idea to leave a note like that in a box. But what if it wasn't Team Death? What if some weird, dumbstruck kid desperate for Pokémon had set up the collection box? Jacob paused in the forest. "Damn it." If that was the case then he just spilled Blitz's name to a stranger.
All he could do is wait and see who, or what, showed up. [/style][/style][style=margin: 10px; margin-left: 30px; margin-right: 30px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #515151;]muse MonMon, Taylor, Reece, Austin & Magic notes Jacob's R1 thread. [style=text-align: right; color: #7e7e7e; font-style: oblique;]coded by zetta[/style][/style] |
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Post by freeziepop on Mar 24, 2012 13:03:55 GMT -5
Spring had finally arrived in all of it's warm fragrant glory. All around route one, flowers opened and trees burst into bloom as both mother nature and father time did their parts to ensure the passing of the seasons. Winter was but a distant memory in the sunny haze and the grass-type creatures were apt to take advantage of it.
A small sprout of a pokemon stretched out in the sun and grinned. Budew wasn't very experienced, but she knew where the best sunny spots were. Lost in her own thoughts, she didn't notice the trainer's rapid approach.
::budew:: Gender: Female Ability: Natural Cure & Poison Point Attacks: Absorb, Growth Level: 6 Personality: Lazy, likes to sleep, collects pretty stones
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Post by \m/*.*\m/ on Mar 24, 2012 13:19:33 GMT -5
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Luthe leaped from the light and stood tall where her paws had touched the earth. The Growlithe's shiny yellow fur glimmered in the sunlight, and despite the natural canine urge to bark, she remained silent. Her eyes locked in on the Budew.
"Luthe, Ember," Jacob's voice was sharp and the only inclination of an attack looming about.
The Growlithe stalked a step forward, her throat growing hot. Comfortable at first, just a mild warming sensation. But then it became too much to withstand and she spat it out with great force in the Budew's direction.
Jacob slipped off his bag mindful of its contents and took out his jacket. It was wrapped around something quite special - an egg. Carefully he held it wondering what the egg could hold.
LutheGrowlithe ShinyFemale Level 6 Bite, Roar, Ember Flash Fire / Intimidate Used Ember. Health: High GreenEgg Post Count: 1/10
[/style][/style][style=margin: 10px; margin-left: 30px; margin-right: 30px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #515151;]muse I like trains!~ notes Train Train Train~ [style=text-align: right; color: #7e7e7e; font-style: oblique;]coded by zetta[/style][/style] |
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Mar 24, 2012 13:26:10 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][style=float: left; width: 300px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; height: 750px; overflow: auto;]A little dinosaur stomped his way down the familiar route he sometimes had wandered alone. His little body puffed out and proudly as he made little chirps to express his current content-nature, tail swishing back and forth to rear forward with more power. Of course, the little lab-starter wasn't alone as an albino haired maiden strode behind him, watching the larvitar keenly as her own silver tail flicked in time with Dae's. "Dae, keep close," Calling out as the dinosaur had began to wander in a quicker pace, Dev could only watch in slight horror as her little guy began to bolt towards the forest, something having caught his eye.
The earth-based pokemon took off into the forest, unaware that he was other-wise leaving his companion behind as she moved after him, calling out his name softly. "Dracaenae!" Despite the stern under-tone of her voice, the shiny ninetales pokemorph lacked the volume to really catch her pokemon's attention due to her introverted nature.
Dae's little feet shuffled rapidly beneath him, carrying him through the forest as he gawked in amazement. "Lar, Lar~!" Cooing out in fascination at the surrounding environment, it was a large surprise when the little creature felt something hard suddenly collide with his muzzle, earning the larvitar to stumble back and fall on the ground. Opening his eyes and letting out a distressed yowl the dinosaur regained composure as he stared up at a red-haired brute, the one who he had run into. Though, such an incident was brushed off as the larvitar felt his jaw drop open the urge to ramble on about fairy-tales hitting him like a truck.
"Larv, lar lar, tarrr~!" Bursting out with differing noises, Dae pushed himself back up to his feet, staring up at Jacob with a serious look as he rose and flailed his arms to add depth to his story. Even if the male couldn't understand the pokemon didn't care, it was all about entertaining the audience.
Devilyn shifted through the trees, a sudden horror etching its way onto her mind as she thought she had lost her first starter, but as the yowl the larvitar had released beforehand reached her ears, the girl sprinted harder in fear of what had happened to her little story-weaver. "Dae!" Hissing out, Dev felt herself sigh out as the little guy came into sight. "Sorry, he got away from me," Quickly spurting out before even looking at the other trainer, the pokemorph reached down to scoop up the earth creature, despite his current rebel towards being held since he wasn't finished his tale. "Did he hurt you?" Finally shifting her red gaze up, the girl took a step back to distance herself, feeling her body grow rigid as her voice caught in her throat, choking her before she forced in a breath.
Noticing the boy-ish features, the girl found herself stiffening her fox-like tail to hide behind her, a sense of self-awareness spreading over her as she dropped her gaze to the ground. "Sorry," Murmuring out, the little larvitar still felt angry at being cut off and he hissed out, a small swirl of sand forming like a tornado on the ground, a mini sandstorm of sorts.[/style] [style=margin-top: 6px; width: 100px; height:100px; float:right; font-size: 7pt; font-family: calibri; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border: 5px solid #000000]
[style=background-color: #dfdfdf; padding: 2px]TAG: ANYONE[/style] [style=margin-top: 5px; background-color: #dfdfdf; padding: 2px]--- WORDS[/style] [style=margin-top: 5px; background-color: #dfdfdf; padding: 2px]© MOO OF OTE[/style][/style] |
[atrb=width,300,true][atrb=height,45,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [tr][atrb=width,300,true][atrb=height,45,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] Dracaenae | [atrb=width,80,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=1] | [atrb=width,200,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] NICKNAME, Dae. SPECIES, Larvitar. GENDER, Male. LEVEL, 005. TYPE, Ground/Rock.
| [atrb=width,250,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] || Bite || Leer || Sandstorm || Stomp || | [atrb=width,250,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] || Likes to tell stories and myths to anything that moves, very creative and expressive with its emotions.|| |
[atrb=width,300,true][atrb=height,45,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [tr][atrb=width,300,true][atrb=height,45,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] Ixion | [atrb=width,80,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=1] | [atrb=width,200,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] NICKNAME, Ion. SPECIES, Shiny Weedle. GENDER, Male. LEVEL, 007. TYPE, Bug/Poison.
| [atrb=width,250,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] || Poison Sting || String Shot || | [atrb=width,250,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] || Dislikes confrontation and is timid like his owner, very much a mama's boy and acts like a scarf to disguise himself from opponents around Devilyn's neck.|| |
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Post by \m/*.*\m/ on Mar 24, 2012 16:37:25 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #111111; border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -o-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px;][style=float: left; height: 100px; width: 100px; background-image: url('http://i41.tinypic.com/2i55p5.jpg'); border: 10px solid #e4e4e4; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px; border-radius: 100%; -moz-border-radius: 100% -o-border-radius: 100%; -webkit-border-radius: 100%] [/style][style=height: 50px; text-align: right; padding-right: 10px; color: #e4e4e4; font-family: georgia; font-size: 32px; font-style: italic; padding-top: 20px;]I want to exorcise[/style][style=height: 60px; text-align: right; padding-right: 10px; color: #111111; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18px; font-style: italic; background-color: #e4e4e4; padding-top: 10px;]the demons from your past[/style][style=background-color: #e4e4e4; padding: 15px; padding-top: 0px;][style=background-color: #dadada; color: #636363; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; border-top: 5px solid #c4c4c4; border-bottom: 5px solid #c4c4c4;] The force with which the small Pokemon colliding with Jacob's leg was enough to make him stumble forward, nearly dropping the egg. Jacob's quick stutter-step movements risked alerting the Budew, but enabled him to keep hold of the slippery egg bundled in his coat.
He turned around and glared at the small Pokemon, annoyed by its rowdiness and lack of training. With the Pokemon's arms flailing about and its overly excited tone, the Larvitar was sure to attract unwanted attention. When the small Pokemon's owner ran up though, Jacob's attitude nearly took a three-sixty.
The girl looked innocent as though swallowed in a white light. Jacob was taken back a moment; he had yet to see a female trainer on his journey, much less one as feminine as this one. Most were trying to be as butch like as possible.
She had seemed jumbled and shy in her words. Jacob couldn't help but chuckle remembering when he was not better. That is when he noticed her fluffy, fur tail, tensed up behind her.
"You are a morph?" He hadn't intended to say it; it slipped his tongue. Typically he was far more formal and appropriate with girls, but the tail had somewhat startled him.
LutheGrowlithe ShinyFemale Level 6 Bite, Roar, Ember Flash Fire / Intimidate Health: High GreenEgg Post Count: 2/10
[/style][/style][style=margin: 10px; margin-left: 30px; margin-right: 30px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #515151;]muse Those awkward moments. notes What character development could stem from this~ [style=text-align: right; color: #7e7e7e; font-style: oblique;]coded by zetta[/style][/style] |
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Post by Sp❣rit on Mar 24, 2012 17:00:10 GMT -5
-------- WILD BUDEW !
Upon seeing the Growlithe, the Budew at first wasn't sure about how she was supposed to react. <H-Hi?> She made it sound more like a question, not quite sure if she was feeling sociable enough for a long conversation with a stranger. She probably would've preferred that to a battle, as the Growlithe instantly sent out a weak flame towards her. She yelped and backed off, scrambling around in circles to put out the fire. It sizzled against her body, literally able to see smoke rising off of her and causing nothing but tormented panic in her head. This was an outrage!
...yet she was too lazy to really care, as long as she wasn't in too much pain. Her eyes teared up because she really didn't want to do this, but it looked as if she had no choice. Another trainer emerged from the sidelines as if it was a scavenger ready to pick her off, cringing at the sight of a crowd being this attracted to her. It wasn't as if she was a shiny, glistening diamond in a field of coal. She was far from it! Why, today she didn't even bother taking a bath. She wasn't in the mood.
If it rained, then fine. That was going to be her bath, but she wasn't going out of her way to do anything extra special today. <This entire thing is a pain. Ugh.> She sounded emotional when she said that, using a growth to quickly collect sunlight to power up her next attack. The Growth wouldn't be super effective against the Growlithe, but when she sent out the parasitic green orbs, it would at least do something. They looked as if they had drooling, miniature mouths that were eager to latch onto the first thing they saw. At the most, they were going to get a mouthful of fur.
::budew:: Level 6 - Female Natural Cure - Poison Point Absorb||Growth Lazy - Hobby of sleeping - Collects pretty stones Hit with Ember (SE)! Burn damage! Health is yellow! Growth and Absorb on Growlithe
(Attack +1, Sp. Attack +1! Burned!)
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Post by \m/*.*\m/ on Mar 24, 2012 21:11:42 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #111111; border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -o-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px;][style=float: left; height: 100px; width: 100px; background-image: url('http://i41.tinypic.com/2i55p5.jpg'); border: 10px solid #e4e4e4; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px; border-radius: 100%; -moz-border-radius: 100% -o-border-radius: 100%; -webkit-border-radius: 100%] [/style][style=height: 50px; text-align: right; padding-right: 10px; color: #e4e4e4; font-family: georgia; font-size: 32px; font-style: italic; padding-top: 20px;]I want to exorcise[/style][style=height: 60px; text-align: right; padding-right: 10px; color: #111111; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18px; font-style: italic; background-color: #e4e4e4; padding-top: 10px;]the demons from your past[/style][style=background-color: #e4e4e4; padding: 15px; padding-top: 0px;][style=background-color: #dadada; color: #636363; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; border-top: 5px solid #c4c4c4; border-bottom: 5px solid #c4c4c4;] With the Budew burned on the first attack this was sure to be a quick battle. It's Absorb had little effect despite the boost it received from Growth."Hold that thought," Jacob cut off Devi's chance to answer.
"Ember again, make it stronger this time," Jacob directed the command to Growlithe.
<<Yes, Sir!>> Luthe barked in response. The heat swelled in her throat again. Her shiny yellow fur ball self darted forward to get a closer range.
Only a few feet away from the small flower Luthe spat the bits of fire out again, hoping to finish off the Budew before it dealt any damage.
With Luthe following through on her commands, Jacob once again turned his attention to the lovely pokemorph that stumbled into his path way. "Now what were you saying?" Jacob readjusted the egg in his arms.
LutheGrowlithe ShinyFemale Level 6 Bite, Roar, Ember Flash Fire / Intimidate Hit by Absorb. Used Ember. Health: High GreenEgg Post Count: 3/10
[/style][/style][style=margin: 10px; margin-left: 30px; margin-right: 30px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #515151;]muse Kandi colors notes Oh boi [style=text-align: right; color: #7e7e7e; font-style: oblique;]coded by zetta[/style][/style] |
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Post by Sheepy on Mar 25, 2012 12:09:18 GMT -5
OOC: Please don't foregt to say whether the attack hit or not; it certainly makes things confusing for mods if we don't know what has happened int he battle completely :'D Level 6 - Female Natural Cure - Poison Point Absorb||Growth Lazy - Hobby of sleeping - Collects pretty stones Hit with Ember (SE)! Burn damage! Health is high red! Used Abosrb (Attack +1, Sp. Attack +1! Burned!) The grass type let out a small cheer as she saw her attack land on the growlithe; however she had no knowledge at all about typings, and with her attack being a grass move, the damage hardly did anything as well as recovering virtually no health at all. Still, she was too lazy to think of that anyway as she let out a small yawn from her mouth, too lazy to actually dodge the incomming fire attack. She let out a small screan from the super effective hit on her body as the burns beganm playing with her body again, the small embers sapping more health from her as the time ticked on. There where tears in her eyes as she took in a deep breath, before firing another volley or the green orbs at the fire type in some hope of retalliation.
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Post by \m/*.*\m/ on Mar 26, 2012 11:44:27 GMT -5
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The harsh words made Luthe wince more than the green bubbles that drained her life little by little. With a sharp nod she let the embers swell in her throat.
The beautiful yellow pup had adjusted to such treatment. Jacob was far more attention to the girl than to such a silly battle. Serves me right, I should be stronger than this! Luthe scolded herself and forcefully spat the attack at the poor Budew.
LutheGrowlithe ShinyFemale Level 6 Bite, Roar, Ember Flash Fire / Intimidate Hit by Absorb. Used Ember. Health: GreenEgg Post Count: 4/10
[/style][/style][style=margin: 10px; margin-left: 30px; margin-right: 30px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #515151;]muse Kandi colors notes Oh boi [style=text-align: right; color: #7e7e7e; font-style: oblique;]coded by zetta[/style][/style] |
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Post by Sheepy on Mar 27, 2012 11:57:52 GMT -5
::budew:: Level 6 - Female Natural Cure - Poison Point Absorb||Growth Lazy - Hobby of sleeping - Collects pretty stones +0.5 Levels to Growlithe Capture is possible! It was pretty much over now for the budew as the absorb did strike the fire type head on; however it was little too late for her to do anything at all now, especially when she had no other moves at all the would work against the growlithe. The embers coming towards her was pretty much the only thing she could remember at all; the heat radiating off of them as they traveled their distance towards her so quickly, before the blackness took over as her body scummed to the overall damage. She lay on the ground with swirls in her eyes; if the trainer wanted to attempt to capture her then she was ready to be caught, otherwise she could be left alone completely.
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Post by \m/*.*\m/ on Mar 29, 2012 15:04:12 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #111111; border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -moz-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -o-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 60px 0px 0px 0px;][style=float: left; height: 100px; width: 100px; background-image: url('http://i41.tinypic.com/2i55p5.jpg'); border: 10px solid #e4e4e4; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px; border-radius: 100%; -moz-border-radius: 100% -o-border-radius: 100%; -webkit-border-radius: 100%] [/style][style=height: 50px; text-align: right; padding-right: 10px; color: #e4e4e4; font-family: georgia; font-size: 32px; font-style: italic; padding-top: 20px;]I want to exorcise[/style][style=height: 60px; text-align: right; padding-right: 10px; color: #111111; font-family: georgia; font-size: 18px; font-style: italic; background-color: #e4e4e4; padding-top: 10px;]the demons from your past[/style][style=background-color: #e4e4e4; padding: 15px; padding-top: 0px;][style=background-color: #dadada; color: #636363; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; border-top: 5px solid #c4c4c4; border-bottom: 5px solid #c4c4c4;] "Now what were you saying, cutie?" Jacob grinned one of those rare genuine smiles.
Luthe trotted from the Budew's position to Jacob's side; his hand instinctively brushed lightly against her blond fur. She sat faithfully at his side, looking over the story-telling Larvitar with mild curiosity. Her head tilted slightly.
Maybe I shouldn't leave Luthe out like this, Jacob considered. With Team Death out and about...is it even safe for such a girl as this one to be roaming? Jacob stretched out slightly, flexing slightly.
"Do you have a name?" His voice was overly gentle.
LutheGrowlithe ShinyFemale Level 6.5 Bite, Roar, Ember Flash Fire / Intimidate Hit by Absorb. Used Ember. Health: GreenEgg Post Count: 5/10
[/style][/style][style=margin: 10px; margin-left: 30px; margin-right: 30px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #515151;]muse Sleepy notes Zzzz...Zzzz... [style=text-align: right; color: #7e7e7e; font-style: oblique;]coded by zetta[/style][/style] |
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Post by Sp❣rit on Mar 29, 2012 22:56:13 GMT -5
-------- WILD DEERLING APPEARED !
As the two trainers were interacting, another grass type quickly appeared on the scene. The Spring weather freshened up the place, allowing multiple wild flowers to sprout on the ground and in the trees. The colors were even more vivid than that of a painting, showing many different hues and contracts that made it the perfect model for any photographer. The change in seasons even had an effect on the native Pokemon, adorning the swarming Deerling with a light pink fur coat as they hastily moved about the place. Several frolicked amongst the flowers, while others quietly grazed in the distance.
One managed to stray from the swarm in search of a quiet place to think, only to find that Jacob and Devilyn were disturbing the silence. She stared at them with frightened eyes, at first unable to speak or move due to total fear. How was she supposed to react to this? Wasn't she invading their personal space? She fretted as she fidgeted in her spot, unable to decide on any concrete action. Her mind was freezing up on her and she couldn't figure out any kind of plan, feeling lost and hopeless as ever.
<Eeep!> She squeaked, suddenly ducking and cowering under her own front legs. She heard sounds all over the place! Terrible sounds! Things were going to happen and she was going to be forced into a social interaction! She couldn't stand those, feeling as if she was giving a public speech where all of her thoughts and actions were recorded by the world. She started to hyper ventilate in her spot, unable to leave the trainers alone when her mind cracked like this.
::deerling:: Level 11 - Female Chlorophyll - Sap Sipper Tackle||Camouflage||Growl Sand Attack||Double Kick||Odor Sleuth Dog Fetish - Extremely Shy - Has childish dreams and expectations The turning of the seasons changes the color and scent of this Pokémon's fur. People use it to mark the seasons.
[/center][/blockquote] ⋆ GOSSIP: eggu move~ ⋆ MUSIC: Steins;Gate - Hakanai Kioku no Kakera ⋆ STAFF NOTES: SWARMS~ [/blockquote]
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Apr 1, 2012 18:34:31 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][style=float: left; width: 300px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; height: 800px; overflow: auto;]Inwardly, Devilyn fought with her desire to flee, to run, to leave this boy and rid him of her gaze. The male gender was all the same, loud, obnoxious, something she couldn't relate too due to her feminine mindset, they were mysterious. And she didn't like it. Not knowing what they were like hindered her mind, made her hesitant and fearful added onto her already timid nature, males were just something she found herself having a minor phobia of. And as the girl let out a heavy breath despite the light air, she forced herself to raise her vermilion eyes to his structure, she may not be making eye contact, but just simply looking at him would be enough to insure she wasn't being rude, because the last thing she wanted was to leave a bitter taste in someones mouth.
It was then her optics settled in on the little egg the boy was holding, a life on stand-still. And while Devilyn had plenty of experience with new-born Pokémon due to her life back home, she could only frown knowing that her little dinosaur almost caused the boy to crush such a fragile shell. Her gaze softened considerably at the sight before she finally felt comfortable enough to shift her gaze to Jacob's, yet she was no where close to holding his stare if he came to look at her eyes.
His chuckle earned a forced awkward smile as she ducked her head a bit so that her albino hair shielded her face due to the red tint that blushed her cheeks at his laugh, feeling slightly uneasy with the situation.
The battle with the budew sent her reply on a detour as Jacob allowed his growlithe to battle, and she took this time to run a hand throughout her silver hair, trying to contain her unease so that her empathetic nature wouldn't let Jacob sense it. Due to her ninetales heritage, Devilyn had the ability to sense emotions and project her own, something she didn't quite have the power to control just yet. And then the battle ended, just like that.
Jacob's words caught her attention, and Devilyn felt her face deepen in the red coloration as he called her 'cutie', a light 'ah' sounding from her throat as she turned her head to look away from him, giving herself a moment to adjust.
"Erm," Moving her silver, blue tipped tail so that it showed slightly from behind her, Devilyn found herself hugging onto Dae a little tighter for support before speaking. "I'm a ninetales morph, i'm not sure if people like me are common or not," Her voice was soft, almost non-existent yet projected just enough so that it would reach Jacob's ears. "And my name is Devilyn, or just Devi. Sometimes Dev." Rambling on, she felt herself stop from speaking, noticing the fact that she just rushed the conversation onwards without meaning too. "Sorry, what's your name?"
However, Dracaenae found himself staring off into the distance, catching sight of the pink pelt of the deerling. Weaseling his way out of Devi's grasp, he plopped onto the ground and crouched low, stalking past the growlithe so that he could peer out from behind a tree stump at the little deer. "Hello my Princess?" |
[/i] Dae called out, finding himself stuck in a fairy-tale again.[/style] [style=margin-top: 6px; width: 100px; height:100px; float:right; font-size: 7pt; font-family: calibri; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border: 5px solid #000000] [style=background-color: #dfdfdf; padding: 2px]TAG: ANYONE[/style] [style=margin-top: 5px; background-color: #dfdfdf; padding: 2px]--- WORD[/style] [style=margin-top: 5px; background-color: #dfdfdf; padding: 2px]© MOO OF OTE[/style][/style][/td][/tr][/table][/center] [atrb=width,300,true][atrb=height,45,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [tr][atrb=width,300,true][atrb=height,45,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] Dracaenae | [atrb=width,80,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=1] | [atrb=width,200,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] NICKNAME, Dae. SPECIES, Larvitar. GENDER, Male. LEVEL, 005. TYPE, Ground/Rock.
| [atrb=width,250,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] || Bite || Leer || Sandstorm || Stomp || | [atrb=width,250,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] || WAITING FOR THE FIRST MOVE.|| |
[atrb=width,300,true][atrb=height,45,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [tr][atrb=width,300,true][atrb=height,45,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] Ixion | [atrb=width,80,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=1] | [atrb=width,200,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] NICKNAME, Ion. SPECIES, Shiny Weedle. GENDER, Male. LEVEL, 007. TYPE, Bug/Poison.
| [atrb=width,250,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] || Poison Sting || String Shot || | [atrb=width,250,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] ||WAITING FOR THE FIRST MOVE|| |
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Post by Sheepy on Apr 2, 2012 7:11:05 GMT -5
Level 11 - Female Chlorophyll - Sap Sipper Tackle||Camouflage||Growl Sand Attack||Double Kick||Odor Sleuth Dog Fetish - Extremely Shy - Has childish dreams and expectations The deerling was surprised to see such a little pokemon coming forward to her and calling her a princess; it wasn't every day you heard someone calling you that, so in a sense it was a very nice compliment, such that it put quite a blush onto her face as shou jogged over to the larvitar. "Hello there handsome, how are you doing?" She said towards the larvitar, having no idea that he was simply playing again with his fairytale. She didn't know that, so it would be quite an interesting mix then. However she was taken back when she saw the growlithe in the grass, her heart started soaring. "Oh my, what a... beautiful looking thing!" She exclaimed as she looked at the fire type, although it was aimed more at the larvitars direction instead. Derp.
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Post by \m/*.*\m/ on Apr 2, 2012 18:55:20 GMT -5
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"I'm a ninetales morph, I'm not sure if people like me are common or not."
Jacob could tell she was nervous. He stepped closer and lifted her chin ever so slightly, urging her to look into his eyes. "You are the only, and the most beautiful, Ninetails morph I have seen," His sly grin had an almost seductive quality to it.
"Sorry, what's your name?"
"Jacob, but you can call me what you wish," He brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. Jacob's gentle touch was meant to soothe rather than scare, but chances are it had the opposite effect.
Luthe followed the Larvitar with her eyes, not pawing from her spot at Jacob's side. When a compliment floated her direction her yellow cheek fur almost seemed to be orange with the blush.
"Perhaps a friendly battle will calm you?" Jacob looked over the Ninetails morph. She seemed capable of a good battle. The egg shifted on its own in Jacob's arms.
::Growlithe:: LutheGrowlithe ShinyFemale Level 6.5 Bite, Roar, Ember Flash Fire / Intimidate Health: GreenEgg Post Count: 6/10 [/style][/style][style=margin: 10px; margin-left: 30px; margin-right: 30px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #515151;]muse None notes Headache :/ [style=text-align: right; color: #7e7e7e; font-style: oblique;]coded by zetta[/style][/style] |
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Post by Sheepy on Apr 3, 2012 5:54:03 GMT -5
Level 11 - Female Chlorophyll - Sap Sipper Tackle||Camouflage||Growl Sand Attack||Double Kick||Odor Sleuth Dog Fetish - Extremely Shy - Has childish dreams and expectations The deerling noticed that the growlithe, no less than a shiny one as well, had a slight blush on his cheeks as well! Oh dear, he looked so adorable when the happened, she just had to go get some more of that no matter what, even if it did mean she had to run away with the dog pokemon. "Hiya Big boy, why don't me and you go have some alone time for a bit, if you know what I'm saying." The deerling said with a wink as she got closer and closer towards the fire type, hoping that he would accept her advances, and then she would be able to have her own dog pokemon! Woop woop! It would be just what she had always wanted, seeing as her parents never allowed her to have one. She was just hoping that the trainers now wouldn't get involved at all, and would just stay away.
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Apr 14, 2012 17:21:54 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][style=float: left; width: 300px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; height: 500px; overflow: auto;]The boy took a step forward, opposing her personal 'bubble' as he slowly yet surely closed the distance between the two. Her body trembled slightly as he extended an arm towards her, and instinctively her eyes fell shut to shut him out of her vision, as if that would make him suddenly disappear. Yet, the lightly applied pressure to her chin encouraged her to angle her head upwards, eyes jolting open as they stared at him with a doe-in-head-lights gaze. Immediately a red blush tinted her cheeks and Devilyn found herself flustered by his words and close contact, retreating back and covering her mouth with her hand to hide the embarrassment. "Um, thank...thank you," Forcing out quietly, her red irises softened a shade as he spoke his name and Devilyn allowed it to play a few times in her mind so that she could remember it. "I like Jacob," Saying in response to him stating she could call him whatever she pleased, a simple cock of the head now showed as she thought about his offer of a battle. "Okay, but I don't have that many Pokémon yet."
Saying as she glanced down, a hand reached down to her pocket and pulled out a small ball before she allowed a shiny weedle to release from its barrier, leaning down to the bag she had set down on the ground prior to meeting Jacob, she pulled down the edges to reveal a small egg much like the other trainers. "Would you like to put your egg in here too, for the battle?" Asking politely, Devilyn patted her own little egg before setting Ion's pokeball beside the oval.
Ixion waited on the ground, its golden body coiled up around itself as it noticed the other Pokémon around. He really hoped that he wouldn't have been used for a battle this soon, but there wasn't really anything he could do. The larvitar on the other-hand watched as the deerling walked right past him and towards the growlithe. Huffing out in irritation Dracaenae turned on his heel and walked over to the weedle, standing next to the little insect. A hand rose and pointed towards the growlithe, a finger extended in a confrontational manner. "How dare you steal the love of my dearest Deerling, I challenge you for her love!"[/style] [style=margin-top: 6px; width: 100px; height:100px; float:right; font-size: 7pt; font-family: calibri; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border: 5px solid #000000]
[style=background-color: #dfdfdf; padding: 2px]TAG: ANYONE[/style] [style=margin-top: 5px; background-color: #dfdfdf; padding: 2px]1/10 EGG[/style] [style=margin-top: 5px; background-color: #dfdfdf; padding: 2px]© MOO OF OTE[/style][/style] |
[atrb=width,300,true][atrb=height,45,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [tr][atrb=width,300,true][atrb=height,45,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] Dracaenae | [atrb=width,80,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=1] | [atrb=width,200,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] NICKNAME, Dae. SPECIES, Larvitar. GENDER, Male. LEVEL, 005. TYPE, Ground/Rock.
| [atrb=width,250,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] || Bite || Leer || Sandstorm || Stomp || | [atrb=width,250,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] || WAITING FOR THE FIRST MOVE.|| |
[atrb=width,300,true][atrb=height,45,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [tr][atrb=width,300,true][atrb=height,45,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] Ixion | [atrb=width,80,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=1] | [atrb=width,200,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] NICKNAME, Ion. SPECIES, Shiny Weedle. GENDER, Male. LEVEL, 007. TYPE, Bug/Poison.
| [atrb=width,250,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] || Poison Sting || String Shot || | [atrb=width,250,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] ||WAITING FOR THE FIRST MOVE|| |
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Post by \m/*.*\m/ on Apr 15, 2012 9:09:59 GMT -5
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" "Would you like to put your egg in here too, for the battle?"
Almost as if responding to Devi's words, the egg kicked in Jacob's arms. "I would, but the little one is due to hatch soon and the kid is a kicker," He joked offering a friendly smile and holding the egg out slightly, "Would you like to feel it?"
<Excuse me...?> Luthe was confused. She was startled by the Deerling's come on and the Larvitar's anger. <What did I do?> Genuinely perplexed by the situation. All she had done was sit there and watch.
Jacob's sharp whistle broke through Luthe's confusion. "Need you over here Luthe," He called and the shiny yellow pup bounced over, enthusiastic to be away from the Larvitar and Deerling...or so she had thought.
The red headed trainer had noticed Dae's frustration with Luthe, but over only God knows what. "How about we make this a double battle?" He grinned playfully and pulled out another pokeball.
The red light flooding from the pokeball took the shape of another canine pup. The Poochyena growled as though it had been disturbed from something important in its little pokeball. <Why you gotta go and interrupt me? I almost caught my tail damn it!>
"Crow use Howl then Tackle on the Larvitar," Jacob called out, clutching the egg in his arms closely, "Luthe use Bite on the Weedle." The two canine Pokémon barked in sync quickly rushing to follow orders.
LutheGrowlithe ShinyFemale Level 6.5 Bite, Roar, Ember Flash Fire / Intimidate Used Bite on Weedle. Health: GreenCrowPoochyenaMale Level 6 Tackle, Howl Quick Feet / Run Away Used Howl. Used Tackle on Larvitar. Health: High GreenEgg Post Count:7/10 [/style][/style][style=margin: 10px; margin-left: 30px; margin-right: 30px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #515151;]muse That darn Deerling notes Canine party woop woop! [style=text-align: right; color: #7e7e7e; font-style: oblique;]coded by zetta[/style][/style] |
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Post by Sp❣rit on Apr 15, 2012 19:38:29 GMT -5
-------- WILD DEERLING APPEARED !
The Deerling flinched at the Growlithe's response, feeling as if she had been rejected with a single phrase. Though to be honest, was that exactly a rejecting statement? Her head turned slightly to the right, staring at the angry Larvitar that was also commanding the golden Growlithe's attention. She felt envious that this creature managed to steal away the show, backing off slightly as she started to feel soul crushed. She didn't want to give up on her future, staring into the Growlithe's eyes with the image of fur nuzzling against fur in her mind. She was a shy, delicate creature that dreamed big. She could see herself being with a Pokemon like Luthe, and then lo and behold, another canine appeared on the field.
She nearly fabulous maxed on the spot at the sight of both Poochyena and Growlithe fighting side by side. She backed off completely at this point, watching the two dogs in utter awe. She had so much respect for the noble canine species, wanting nothing more than to snuggle with a pack of them at the same time. Fur brushing against fur, damp noses, tongues slobbering everywhere in love juice bliss. It was all part of the concoction that made her body roar like a beast.
Yet she was terrible at communicating her desires, and suddenly she felt rather slutty for being so forward in the first place. <W-win it, Luthe.> She whispered, picking up on the name after hearing Jacob speak it for so long.
Level 11 - Female Chlorophyll - Sap Sipper Tackle||Camouflage||Growl Sand Attack||Double Kick||Odor Sleuth Dog Fetish - Extremely Shy - Has childish dreams and expectations The turning of the seasons changes the color and scent of this Pokémon's fur. People use it to mark the seasons.
[/center][/blockquote] ⋆ GOSSIP: LOL do you even need a mod at this point? ⋆ MUSIC: Mirai Nikki - Yomotsu's Theme: Justice Sentai Go 12th!! ⋆ STAFF NOTES: <33 [/blockquote]
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Apr 20, 2012 17:40:58 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][style=float: left; width: 300px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 8pt; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; height: 550px; overflow: auto;]Her eyes fell to the egg in Jacob's grasp as it shook with the kick from inside it's shell, it did seem close to hatching didn't it? Having been raised around an egg-hatching/child pokemon nursery Devilyn could see that much, where-as her egg was currently resting peacefully showing no signs of breaking open quite as soon. Giving a half-hearted smile she nodded and stood up to go over to Jacob, hesitating to glance up at the boys eyes in silent question to make sure it was alright before gently stroking the back of her hand across the smooth surface. "Do you know what species it is yet?" Inquiring curiously, she had an idea of what her egg was but only by rumor.
Though, returning to her spot over by the bushes, Devilyn's eyes watched keenly as her larvitar and weedle lingered closely to each-other, almost being the others life-support, that seemed all well and dandy. "A double battle sounds good," Agreeing to Jacobs' terms, the albino girl ruffled up her hair nervously before speaking. "Ixion, use poison sting on the poochyena," Waiting to watch as the weedle followed commands, her eyes rested on Dae. "Dracaenae, use stomp on growlithe, than pick up a storm," Her voice was barely stern, since her shy nature had her slightly self-conscious of how she was doing, yet her pokemon didn't seem to notice her less than confrontational demeanor.
The howl urged the weedle to shudder in fear, though the bite came from no-where as he felt sharp fangs did into his flank, earning a click of his tongue rapidly to show his distress. In a panic-ed frenzy Ion managed to begin shooting poisoned barbs towards the darker colored mutt, even if it was less than accurate the amount shot should manage to hit its target.
Larvitar on the other-hand watched as the growlithe opposed his little friend, first stealing his maiden, now hurting his bud? He didn't think so. The earth-dinosaur felt the tackle to his frame but his bulky body barely felt the effects of the attack since normal moves didn't truly harm him. So, letting out a little roar, Dae stumbled forward quickly before jumping up and stomping down in an attempt to strike the growlithe. Afterwards, Dracaenae backed down, raising his little arms into the air as a sandstorm began to brew, having been summoned by the little dinosaurs call. |
[/b][/style] [style=margin-top: 6px; width: 100px; height:100px; float:right; font-size: 7pt; font-family: calibri; font-weight: bold; text-align: center; border: 5px solid #000000] [style=background-color: #dfdfdf; padding: 2px]TAG: ANYONE[/style] [style=margin-top: 5px; background-color: #dfdfdf; padding: 2px]2/10 EGG[/style] [style=margin-top: 5px; background-color: #dfdfdf; padding: 2px]© MOO OF OTE[/style][/style][/td][/tr][/table][/center] [atrb=width,300,true][atrb=height,45,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [tr][atrb=width,300,true][atrb=height,45,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] Dracaenae | [atrb=width,80,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=1] | [atrb=width,200,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] NICKNAME, Dae. SPECIES, Larvitar. GENDER, Male. LEVEL, 005. TYPE, Ground/Rock. HEALTH, 90%.
| [atrb=width,250,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] || Bite || Leer || Sandstorm || Stomp || | [atrb=width,250,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] || HIT BY TACKLE(NVE 1/2). USED SANDSTORM(hurts 6 points each time) & STOMP(30% Flinch ratio) on Luthe|| |
[atrb=width,300,true][atrb=height,45,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] [tr][atrb=width,300,true][atrb=height,45,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] Ixion | [atrb=width,80,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=1] | [atrb=width,200,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true] NICKNAME, Ion. SPECIES, Shiny Weedle. GENDER, Male. LEVEL, 007. TYPE, Bug/Poison. HEALTH, 79%. (1/16 from sandstorm)
| [atrb=width,250,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] || Poison Sting || String Shot || | [atrb=width,250,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][cs=2] ||HIT BY BITE & SANDSTORM USED POISON STING ON POOCHYENA|| |
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