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Post by Logan Douglas on Jan 17, 2012 13:19:47 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h99/houndoomXdelta/de.png); width: 500px; -moz-border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border: 1px dashed #000000][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -15px; text-align: center;]blew down the doors to let me in[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -3px]shattered windows[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -25px; letter-spacing: 8px; text-shadow: 1px 0px 0px #000000, 1px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 0px 0px #000000, 0px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 1px 0px #000000, 0px -1px 0px #000000;]and the sounds of drums[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-top: -5px; text-align: center; margin-bottom: 10px]people couldn't believe what I'd become[/style] [style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙words : num; ♙tags: ppl; ♙lyrics: viva la vida by coldplay;[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-left: 5px; width: 450px; margin-top: 5px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; text-align: justify; letters-spacing: 2px;]revolutionaries wait, for my head on a silver plate[/style][style=background-color: #111111; padding: 5px; width: 447px; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #5b5b5b;] Logan nearly tripped over the sunkern as he began to make a camp fire, it had tried to say something to him in pokespeak, but he couldn't understand waht it was saying. He watched it for a bit fascinated, but remembered that he better start that fire or he was gonna freeze, he cleared the snow in the area, and laid down some wood he had found in the area. Using some leaves and the some matches from his coat pocket he started a decent sized campfire while the sunkern watched. Once he had done that he sat next to the fire under the tree he had chosen earlier, he pulled his eggs out and laid them close enough that they would stay warm and safe from the cold but not close enough to get burned and then pulled a pack of cigarretes from his pocket. He used a second match to light it and took a long draw. He finally turned his blank gaze back to the sunkern. " hello there, this fire should keep you pretty warm, but your a grass type I wouldn't get too close now" he told it. He wondered what it was doing he had nearly tripped over the darn thing. Egg Incubated 7/10[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-right: 5px; width: 450px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; text-align: right; letters-spacing: 2px;]just a puppet on a lonely string, oh who would ever want to be king[/style][style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: center; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙PoH: ;[/style] credit to ZETTA! of LS & BTN |
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Post by Sheepy on Jan 17, 2012 13:50:19 GMT -5
::sunkern:: Level 8 | Male Chlorophyll, Solar Power Absorb, Growth, Mega Drain Reserved, curious, childish, big dreamer, wants to be the best. Sits by the fire. The sunkern looked as the trainer seemed to ignore his attempted question; was he going to ignore him and leave him to become the strongest by himself? However this fear evaporated quite soon as he understood the trainer saying for it to come next to the fire to keep warm. He bounced towards the fire and closed in eyes in enjoyment as he asbsorbed the fire's wonderful warmth all around his body. "So as I was saying earlier on; I was wondering if.........you could..........give me cookies?" Face plam. WHy on earth did he have to muck up his big question just like that; he always seemed to do this.
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Post by Logan Douglas on Jan 24, 2012 2:54:00 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h99/houndoomXdelta/de.png); width: 500px; -moz-border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border: 1px dashed #000000][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -15px; text-align: center;]blew down the doors to let me in[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -3px]shattered windows[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -25px; letter-spacing: 8px; text-shadow: 1px 0px 0px #000000, 1px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 0px 0px #000000, 0px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 1px 0px #000000, 0px -1px 0px #000000;]and the sounds of drums[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-top: -5px; text-align: center; margin-bottom: 10px]people couldn't believe what I'd become[/style] [style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙words : num; ♙tags: ppl; ♙lyrics: viva la vida by coldplay;[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-left: 5px; width: 450px; margin-top: 5px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; text-align: justify; letters-spacing: 2px;]revolutionaries wait, for my head on a silver plate[/style][style=background-color: #111111; padding: 5px; width: 447px; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #5b5b5b;] He wondered why the sunkern insisted on talking to him, he couldn't understand poke speak, but it didn't matter, he stood and went over to his backpack, checking to make sure the eggs weren't getting to hot at the same time, and pulled out some pokefood. He sat back down next to the sunkern. " Hungry?" he asked offering the food to the small plant pokemon. " You know its pretty dangerous for such a small grass type to be out in the cold like this, are you separated from something?" he asked it curious as to its plight, the cold should have made most of the grass types seek shelter yet this one was out and about running around in the snow at dusk a foolish feat for any grass type. Egg Incubated 8/10[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-right: 5px; width: 450px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; text-align: right; letters-spacing: 2px;]just a puppet on a lonely string, oh who would ever want to be king[/style][style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: center; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙PoH: ;[/style] credit to ZETTA! of LS & BTN |
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Post by Kathryn on Jan 24, 2012 11:08:25 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,120,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=vAlign, top][atrb=style, background-color: #eaeaea; margin-top: -20px; border-left: #cdcdcd solid 1px;][STYLE=width: 100px; padding: 6px; opacity: 0.8; margin-top: 15px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; border-bottom: #c0c0c0 dotted 2px;] [/style][STYLE=background-color: #cdcdcd; width: 100px; height: 100px; padding: 6px; opacity: 0.8; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px;][/style][STYLE=width: 100px; padding: 6px; opacity: 0.8; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; border-top: #c0c0c0 dotted 2px;] [/style][STYLE=font-family: courier new; font-size: 10px; color: #333333; opacity: 0.6; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2px; padding: 6px; text-align: justify; margin-top: -8px;]" ...it does not matter a hoot what the mockingbird on the chimney is singing. the real and proper question is: why is it beautiful? "[/style] [STYLE=width: 50px; padding: 6px; opacity: 0.8; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; border-top: #c0c0c0 dotted 2px;] [/style][STYLE=background: url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2e4yed0.jpg) repeat; width: 80px; height: 220px; padding: 6px; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; color: #333333; text-align: justify; opacity: 0.6; overflow: auto;]notes notes notes notes notes ---- [/style] | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=vAlign, top][atrb=style, background: url(http://i.imgur.com/DfhFz.png);][STYLE= width: 300px; height: 55px; background-color: #f1f1f1; padding: 8px; text-align: right; font-family: courier new; font-size: 11px; color: #616161; line-spacing: -6px;]...to conquer fear is the beginning of wisdom...
— bertrand russel [/style][STYLE= width: 300px; opacity: 0.6; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; padding: 8px; margin-top: 5px;]“You know, it's pretty dangerous for such a small grass type to be out in the cold like this. Are you separated from something?”
The Sunkern eyed the Pokefood warily and sat down on the stump of an old tree. A small whirl of wind stole the last shrivelled up leaves. Confused, the Sunkern took a few pieces of the food and nibbled on one before gagging and spitting it up. Ugh! No, that tasted like Buneary droppings!
“Don't like those,” he scrunched up his face and turned away as if to make a point. The green leaves atop his head flopped down uselessly and he whined. “Don't you have any cookies? Do you even know what a cookie is?” It never occurred to him that the trainer couldn't understand him. But why was he asking questions if he couldn't decipher the answers? Made no sense.
Leaning down, the Sunkern drew a very weird picture of a large, circular object with little dots inside. It would be easy to mistake it for a pepperoni pizza but it looked simple enough. “Cookie?”
------ Level 8 | Male Chlorophyll, Solar Power Absorb, Growth, Mega Drain Reserved, curious, childish, big dreamer, wants to be the best. Sits by the fire. Cookies...?
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Post by Logan Douglas on Jan 31, 2012 7:52:41 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h99/houndoomXdelta/de.png); width: 500px; -moz-border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border: 1px dashed #000000][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -15px; text-align: center;]blew down the doors to let me in[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -3px]shattered windows[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -25px; letter-spacing: 8px; text-shadow: 1px 0px 0px #000000, 1px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 0px 0px #000000, 0px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 1px 0px #000000, 0px -1px 0px #000000;]and the sounds of drums[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-top: -5px; text-align: center; margin-bottom: 10px]people couldn't believe what I'd become[/style] [style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙words : num; ♙tags: ppl; ♙lyrics: viva la vida by coldplay;[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-left: 5px; width: 450px; margin-top: 5px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; text-align: justify; letters-spacing: 2px;]revolutionaries wait, for my head on a silver plate[/style][style=background-color: #111111; padding: 5px; width: 447px; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #5b5b5b;] Logan saw the picture the sunkern drew, but he didn't have anything that resembled that, all he had were rations for himself as well as assorted Pokémon food, he pulled out another type of food and offered it to the sunkern, after putting the other away, maybe it would like this one. A chill crept up on him and he shivered a little, and pulled hims elf closer to the fire, putting his hands up too it letting them warm up before putting them back in his coat pockets. Night had completely fallen at this point, and the temperature was dropping fast. He yawned he was sleepy, but he didn't want to leave the sunkern all alone out in the dark. To keep himself awake he checked on his eggs, he was starting to develop a routine, which he figured was good for taking care of the eggs as they wouldn't go unattended, and would hatch quicker and healthier, and if left alone and forgotten about. After making sure they were good and cozy, he checked up on the sunkern to see if it had taken to the next type of food he had offered it, he had others, but he hopped he wouldn't have to dig through all his different foods to find one the little thing liked. Egg Incubated 9/10
[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-right: 5px; width: 450px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; text-align: right; letters-spacing: 2px;]just a puppet on a lonely string, oh who would ever want to be king[/style][style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: center; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙PoH: ;[/style] credit to ZETTA! of LS & BTN |
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Post by Kathryn on Jan 31, 2012 13:15:10 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,120,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=vAlign, top][atrb=style, background-color: #eaeaea; margin-top: -20px; border-left: #cdcdcd solid 1px;][STYLE=width: 100px; padding: 6px; opacity: 0.8; margin-top: 15px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; border-bottom: #c0c0c0 dotted 2px;] [/style][STYLE=background-color: #cdcdcd; width: 100px; height: 100px; padding: 6px; opacity: 0.8; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px;][/style][STYLE=width: 100px; padding: 6px; opacity: 0.8; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; border-top: #c0c0c0 dotted 2px;] [/style][STYLE=font-family: courier new; font-size: 10px; color: #333333; opacity: 0.6; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2px; padding: 6px; text-align: justify; margin-top: -8px;]" ...it does not matter a hoot what the mockingbird on the chimney is singing. the real and proper question is: why is it beautiful? "[/style] [STYLE=width: 50px; padding: 6px; opacity: 0.8; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; border-top: #c0c0c0 dotted 2px;] [/style][STYLE=background: url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2e4yed0.jpg) repeat; width: 80px; height: 220px; padding: 6px; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; color: #333333; text-align: justify; opacity: 0.6; overflow: auto;]notes notes notes notes notes ---- [/style] | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=vAlign, top][atrb=style, background: url(http://i.imgur.com/DfhFz.png);][STYLE= width: 300px; height: 55px; background-color: #f1f1f1; padding: 8px; text-align: right; font-family: courier new; font-size: 11px; color: #616161; line-spacing: -6px;]...to conquer fear is the beginning of wisdom...
— bertrand russel [/style][STYLE= width: 300px; opacity: 0.6; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; padding: 8px; margin-top: 5px;]'Again,' thought the Sunkern as it bit the inside of his lip, his belly giving him a warning grumble as he was presented with yet again more food. It was a shame he couldn't literally spell out cookies to the trainer – well, he didn't know that much of human language!
So he stared absently at the cluster of Pokefood for a few moments as the trainer checked on his eggs. It wasn't often that a Pokemon got given free food but at the same time he didn't really like Pokefood – it was usually berries.
But pushing his luck? No, he didn't want to do that. Quietly the Sunkern grimaced and then nodded resolutely to himself. LET'S DO DIS. He slid down towards the food and, since he had no arms, smacked his face onto the pile. He took the first bit into his mouth and tossed it into the air slightly to eat. Well, it was rather bland, as he found most Pokefood, but at least it would fill his belly.
------ Level 8 | Male Chlorophyll, Solar Power Absorb, Growth, Mega Drain Reserved, curious, childish, big dreamer, wants to be the best. Sits by the fire. Awkwardly eating the Pokemon food.
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Post by Logan Douglas on Feb 1, 2012 11:07:44 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h99/houndoomXdelta/de.png); width: 500px; -moz-border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border: 1px dashed #000000][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -15px; text-align: center;]blew down the doors to let me in[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -3px]shattered windows[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -25px; letter-spacing: 8px; text-shadow: 1px 0px 0px #000000, 1px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 0px 0px #000000, 0px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 1px 0px #000000, 0px -1px 0px #000000;]and the sounds of drums[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-top: -5px; text-align: center; margin-bottom: 10px]people couldn't believe what I'd become[/style] [style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙words : num; ♙tags: ppl; ♙lyrics: viva la vida by coldplay;[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-left: 5px; width: 450px; margin-top: 5px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; text-align: justify; letters-spacing: 2px;]revolutionaries wait, for my head on a silver plate[/style][style=background-color: #111111; padding: 5px; width: 447px; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #5b5b5b;] " Tell you what," said Logan as he sat back down after checking on the eggs. " If you want cookies that bad, you could always come with me. I'm sure there will be some in the next town" He held up a pokeball for the sunkern to see. That was when it started raining, he sighed and got under his lean too with his eggs to wait out the rain, it was dangerous in this temperature and he sure as hell didn't want to be caught out in that. He motioned for the sunkern to come over, and laid the pokeball next to where he was sitting. Egg Incubated 10/10 (random pokemon Egg)
[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-right: 5px; width: 450px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; text-align: right; letters-spacing: 2px;]just a puppet on a lonely string, oh who would ever want to be king[/style][style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: center; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙PoH: ;[/style] credit to ZETTA! of LS & BTN |
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Post by CASTAWAY on Feb 1, 2012 13:22:44 GMT -5
::sunkern:: pokemon encounter ! he kind of choked on the mouthful of pokefood he'd taken into his mouth and started chewing on when the trainer spoke. he was saying that if he wanted cookies, he could come with him. go with the trainer? really? the sunkern was faced with a decision, though. then it started raining. so he was forced to enter the tent/lean-to with the trainer. well. not forced. the sunkern could have stayed outside. but he really didn't want to. so, the grass pokemon found himself sheltering beside the trainer.
though he was still warily watching the pokeball the boy had set beside him. he sighed slightly, glancing up at the trainer. should he. or should he not. it was up to him, after all. this guy didn't seem the forceful type.
::sunkern:: Level 8 | Male Chlorophyll, Solar Power Absorb, Growth, Mega Drain Reserved, curious, childish, big dreamer, wants to be the best. Sits by the fire. Sitting beside Logan[/blockquote][/blockquote] TUNES|| TAGS|| modded! TALK|| your welcome<3 ---------------------[/size]
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Post by Sp❣rit on Feb 2, 2012 0:13:59 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 egg in the trainer's possession started to tremble and shake, leaning towards Logan in a feeble attempt for warmth as the infant within struggled to break free. The egg was nice and warm, but it was also a tight-fit and very uncomfortable. It was a Pokemon that wanted to be free in the new world, though whatever was inside of it was an odd Pokemon to begin with. A rock hard beak pecked right through the shell, revealing a cute fuzzy head with multicolored feathers adorning its body. What was inside wasn't a very popular species of Pokemon, and it was mostly recognized by those that studied ancient Pokemon history. It was a well known fossil Pokemon from the Unova region that somehow snuck away to Cheyenne, which was now oblivious to the adventure that took it here. The infant appeared confused when the first rain drop settled on its nose, looking up at the sky as the drops dappled the ground with their darkening colors. The slush and snow on the ground started to slowly melt away, looking like dirty rejects of the earth. As a rock type, it was particularly charmed by the earthy tones, but the water was a definite NOPE. Not knowing what to do, the bird started to cry in its place as the rain drops continued to fall on it, leaving it uncomfortable and awkward as it waited for its parent to claim it. ::ARCHEN:: Level 1 Defeatist Quick Attack||Leer||Wing Attack|| Bite||Steel Wing||*Defog Quirk: Can't resist the taste of bugs
Desc; Revived from a fossil, this Pokémon is thought to be the ancestor of all bird Pokémon.
*Breeder achievement unlocked! You got an extra random egg move! Don't forget to keep track of this, because we won't.
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Post by Logan Douglas on Feb 4, 2012 8:59:41 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h99/houndoomXdelta/de.png); width: 500px; -moz-border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border: 1px dashed #000000][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -15px; text-align: center;]blew down the doors to let me in[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -3px]shattered windows[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -25px; letter-spacing: 8px; text-shadow: 1px 0px 0px #000000, 1px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 0px 0px #000000, 0px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 1px 0px #000000, 0px -1px 0px #000000;]and the sounds of drums[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-top: -5px; text-align: center; margin-bottom: 10px]people couldn't believe what I'd become[/style] [style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙words : num; ♙tags: ppl; ♙lyrics: viva la vida by coldplay;[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-left: 5px; width: 450px; margin-top: 5px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; text-align: justify; letters-spacing: 2px;]revolutionaries wait, for my head on a silver plate[/style][style=background-color: #111111; padding: 5px; width: 447px; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #5b5b5b;] Logan heard the cries of the Archen pierce the thunder of the rain overhead, looking over he noticed that a small hole had opened up in his lean too and water was dripping onto the newborn pokemon's head. Leaving the sunkern to decide what it wanted to do, Logan stood and made his way over to where his pack and eggs lay. The crack of the eggshells under his feet drowned out everything around him for a second, until he stopped and reached out to pick the prehistoric bird and his other egg up. He wasn't sure how the bird would react at first, but it didn't seem to mind him picking it up, and soon stopped crying once he had moved it out of the water. He figured being a rock type that had to be quite uncomfortable for it. He sat back down next to the sunkern the Archen now in his lap, his other egg beside him resting on his hip. " Have you decided yet?" he asked the little sunkern as he stared intently into the flames, and waited for the reply. Egg Incubated 1/10[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-right: 5px; width: 450px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; text-align: right; letters-spacing: 2px;]just a puppet on a lonely string, oh who would ever want to be king[/style][style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: center; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙PoH: ;[/style] credit to ZETTA! of LS & BTN |
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Post by CASTAWAY on Feb 4, 2012 10:21:01 GMT -5
::sunkern:: pokemon encounter ! the sunkern watched, wide-eyed as the egg started shaking uncontrollably. the smell of another pokemon, a baby, was evident in the air. the sunkern watched over logan's lap. even going so far as crawling over it and sitting in his lap, peeking uneasily at the egg. and once it hatched, the little plant pokemon hid behind logan's thigh. peeking tentatively over him and watching as the pokemon came out of the egg. the sunkern was oblivious to what pokemon it was, and instead just watched.
though, the trainer was talking to him. so he had to look up and pay attention. < uh.. uh. > he stumbled over his words, thinking over the aspect of joining him. he decided in his mind it was okay. he'd be safer traveling with the trainer. so.. with a small, unsure nod. it developed into a full head-bang as he decided his choice. < y-yes.. i'd like to go with you. in your journeys. > he mumbled, cuddling into logan slightly.
::sunkern:: Level 8 | Male Chlorophyll, Solar Power Absorb, Growth, Mega Drain Reserved, curious, childish, big dreamer, wants to be the best. Sits by the fire. Sitting beside Logan[/blockquote][/blockquote] TUNES|| TAGS|| modded! TALK|| your welcome<3 ---------------------[/size]
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Post by Logan Douglas on Feb 14, 2012 0:53:54 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h99/houndoomXdelta/de.png); width: 500px; -moz-border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border: 1px dashed #000000][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -15px; text-align: center;]blew down the doors to let me in[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -3px]shattered windows[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -25px; letter-spacing: 8px; text-shadow: 1px 0px 0px #000000, 1px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 0px 0px #000000, 0px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 1px 0px #000000, 0px -1px 0px #000000;]and the sounds of drums[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-top: -5px; text-align: center; margin-bottom: 10px]people couldn't believe what I'd become[/style] |
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Post by Steve on Feb 14, 2012 11:37:31 GMT -5
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[STYLE=border-bottom: 5px solid #FFC7FF;] [/style] The little sunkern was just sitting there patiently until he saw the little bird start moving around some more, and was glad he had been there to witness the egg hatching. Even as he was starting to rock back and forth a little to get a better glimpse, he saw the trainer merely notice he was nodding yes to the question. Luckily for him the sunkern didn't have to nod for very long as he saw the pokeball appear before him and almost jumped back a little at the sight of it. Looking around for a moment, the sunkern had signed up for this and then pressed the button on the pokeball as it sucked him up right into it. The red light flashing all around him as he felt the force of life itself register his DNA inside the pokeball, and it was all starting to seem digitalized now. At some point, the sunkern was trying to make him think he was going to escape because he wasn't used to the round orb he was stuck in now. The pokeball seemed to rock once, twice, three times, four times, and by the fifth time, Logan wouldn't have to sweat it anymore. The sunkern had decided to join as the pokeball suddenly made a clicking noise and he was finally off to becoming part of the trainer's team. In the meantime, what other Pokemon could jump out at 'em now? At least now he could get a good night's sleep if he needed to without any other pokemon bugging him for a bit, or was there something lurking out there? Who knew. ::sunkern:: Level 8 | Male Chlorophyll, Solar Power Absorb, Growth, Mega Drain Reserved, curious, childish, big dreamer, wants to be the best. Caught.
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Post by Logan Douglas on Feb 15, 2012 14:24:42 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h99/houndoomXdelta/de.png); width: 500px; -moz-border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border: 1px dashed #000000][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -15px; text-align: center;]blew down the doors to let me in[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -3px]shattered windows[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -25px; letter-spacing: 8px; text-shadow: 1px 0px 0px #000000, 1px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 0px 0px #000000, 0px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 1px 0px #000000, 0px -1px 0px #000000;]and the sounds of drums[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-top: -5px; text-align: center; margin-bottom: 10px]people couldn't believe what I'd become[/style] [style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙words : num; ♙tags: ppl; ♙lyrics: viva la vida by coldplay;[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-left: 5px; width: 450px; margin-top: 5px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; text-align: justify; letters-spacing: 2px;]revolutionaries wait, for my head on a silver plate[/style][style=background-color: #111111; padding: 5px; width: 447px; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #5b5b5b;] Logan passed out just as he heard the pokeball teleport off to his pc, he was quite happy. Before long he awoke sadly it was still raining, and dark as well. His fire was dying, so he rekindled it. It was too cold to try to move through the route while it was raining. He decided to go through his pokemon, using his pokedex he swapped out some of his Pokémon for others from his pc, and checked on his eggs again to make sure they hadn't gotten too cold with the dying fire, they hadn't. By the time he had done all this the sun had risen over the horizon, wand the rain had abated some so Logan pulled his coat around him tighter and pulled his hood up, and decided it was a good time to move on. He gathered his things, and took off down the route once more. Egg Incubated 3/10[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-right: 5px; width: 450px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; text-align: right; letters-spacing: 2px;]just a puppet on a lonely string, oh who would ever want to be king[/style][style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: center; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙PoH: ;[/style] credit to ZETTA! of LS & BTN |
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Post by Kathryn on Feb 16, 2012 6:06:09 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,120,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=vAlign, top][atrb=style, background-color: #eaeaea; margin-top: -20px; border-left: #cdcdcd solid 1px;][STYLE=width: 100px; padding: 6px; opacity: 0.8; margin-top: 15px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; border-bottom: #c0c0c0 dotted 2px;] [/style][STYLE=background-color: #cdcdcd; width: 100px; height: 100px; padding: 6px; opacity: 0.8; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px;][/style][STYLE=width: 100px; padding: 6px; opacity: 0.8; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; border-top: #c0c0c0 dotted 2px;] [/style][STYLE=font-family: courier new; font-size: 10px; color: #333333; opacity: 0.6; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2px; padding: 6px; text-align: justify; margin-top: -8px;]" ...it does not matter a hoot what the mockingbird on the chimney is singing. the real and proper question is: why is it beautiful? "[/style] [STYLE=width: 50px; padding: 6px; opacity: 0.8; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; border-top: #c0c0c0 dotted 2px;] [/style][STYLE=background: url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2e4yed0.jpg) repeat; width: 80px; height: 220px; padding: 6px; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 9px; color: #333333; text-align: justify; opacity: 0.6; overflow: auto;]notes notes notes notes notes ---- [/style] | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=vAlign, top][atrb=style, background: url(http://i.imgur.com/DfhFz.png);][STYLE= width: 300px; height: 55px; background-color: #f1f1f1; padding: 8px; text-align: right; font-family: courier new; font-size: 11px; color: #616161; line-spacing: -6px;]...to conquer fear is the beginning of wisdom...
— bertrand russel [/style][STYLE= width: 300px; opacity: 0.6; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; padding: 8px; margin-top: 5px;]The gentle morning drizzle hit the surrounding, albeit shrivelled up, leaves with soft, methodic pit pat pit pat's. For some Pokemon this was a curse; the birds stayed hidden within their nests, the normal types hid beneath the bracken and in old dens... But the Water types living by the stream found this weather phenomenon ideal, and as such they seemed to be more active.
Two Pokemon were playing on the route nearby. A couple of Buizel who chatted in their own tongues, snickering and pouncing on top of one another. It was pretty much impossible to tell one from the other, and that was only aided by the fact that they were twins!
Yes, the Buizel were half brothers of the same age – born to an unfaithful father and their mothers. One had given up her child and, though blaming the father for his adultery, the other mother had taken the innocent child in. Now that they'd grown up a bit, they were living life to it's fullest – or trying to. They rolled onto the path, spying the trainer, and immediately bustled over to him for attention.
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::Buizel:: Male, level 6 Swift Swim Water Gun, Quick Attack, Water Sport, Sonic Boom, Growl Likes to groom himself, twin of the other Buizel, a bit rowdy, playful
::Buizel:: Male, level 6 Swift Swim Water Gun, Quick Attack, Water Sport, Sonic Boom, Growl Likes to groom himself, twin of the other Buizel, mostly calm, playful
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Post by Logan Douglas on Feb 19, 2012 9:15:35 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h99/houndoomXdelta/de.png); width: 500px; -moz-border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border: 1px dashed #000000][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -15px; text-align: center;]blew down the doors to let me in[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -3px]shattered windows[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -25px; letter-spacing: 8px; text-shadow: 1px 0px 0px #000000, 1px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 0px 0px #000000, 0px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 1px 0px #000000, 0px -1px 0px #000000;]and the sounds of drums[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-top: -5px; text-align: center; margin-bottom: 10px]people couldn't believe what I'd become[/style] [style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙words : num; ♙tags: ppl; ♙lyrics: viva la vida by coldplay;[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-left: 5px; width: 450px; margin-top: 5px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; text-align: justify; letters-spacing: 2px;]revolutionaries wait, for my head on a silver plate[/style][style=background-color: #111111; padding: 5px; width: 447px; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #5b5b5b;] " I hope you two want a battle" Said Logan just as the two Buizel approached him. It wasn't his preferred method of interacting with pokemon, but he needed to get his own Pokémon some experience, and battling was the best way to do it. He sat his bag and eggs down near him, and pulled two pokeballs from his belt and tossed them towards the Buizel releasing two Pokémon. " Elliot use headbutt, Dynamo use Spark!" Name: Dynamo Level:5 Type: Gender: Male Met: Lv. 5 at Genius Achievement Ability: Levitate Attacks: tackle, Thunder wave, Spark, charge beam Item: Personality: Positive: brave Negative: masochist Elliot Stabler Level 7 - Male Reckless - Sap Sipper Pursuit||Leer||Rage||Headbutt Energetic - Fierce - Craves Justice - Often Crosses Lines Found: Articuno Boat Mission 2011 Both Pokémon appeared side by side after being released from their pokeballs, it was their first real battle since joining Logan, and both were eager to please. The Tynamo moved first electricty arcing around its entire body before leaving a trail as it streaked off towards the first buizel. Elliot the Bouffalant flew off into its endless pit of rage at the prospect of battle, and charged forward screaming as it tried to shove its head into the other Buizel. " I WILL DIG YOUR DEAD GRANDMOTHER UP AND USE HER ROTTING CARCASS TO BEAT YOU WITH" All Logan heard was a loud grunt, and what appeared to be a headbutt too him. Dynamo Used Spark Elliot disobeyed and used Rage Egg incubated 4/10[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-right: 5px; width: 450px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; text-align: right; letters-spacing: 2px;]just a puppet on a lonely string, oh who would ever want to be king[/style][style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: center; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙PoH: ;[/style] credit to ZETTA! of LS & BTN |
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Post by Sp❣rit on Feb 19, 2012 17:47:20 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 two Buizels were side by side as Logan talked, heads tilting in opposite directions from his warning. They looked humorously symmetrical in their actions, all entirely unconscious as thoughts raced through their minds. A trainer wanted to challenge them, the mighty twin duo? They were rather special alright, looking at each other with a knowing smile. If one wanted to take down the twins, they better strike their weaknesses. <Ghji ghji ui?> One talked with a smirk towards the other, earning a nod and a flick of the tail from the calmer one. <Ou zi.> It would've been interesting dealing with them, especially since they had their own secret language that only they could understand. They would accept this battle with Logan, no matter what Pokemon he sent out. The Tynamo didn't seem very threatening, but they didn't expect to see a giant bull standing before them. <Bi bi zi zi!> The eldest one talked rapidly, warning his brother of the dangers this Pokemon could give them. <Obviously.> They could speak English too, often switching back and forth to cause confusion in their opponents. They were ready, bracing themselves for what was to come. <You ok?> The calmer one asked when he saw his brother zapped to the extreme from that Spark attack. <Ugh, yeah.> Sparks puffed up the older brother's fur as if he was some kind of cartoon character. It sucked to endure an attack like this, but he would survive. It was the Bouffalant that they had to be worried about, especially when it raged uncontrollably all over the younger Buizel. <Bi bi zi zi duhi jojo.> The rowdy one suddenly demanded, and both were growling loudly at both of their foes. It seemed as if there was some coordination going on between the two. <Now.> The calmer one huffed, spraying a Water Gun on the Bouffalant while the other used the water type move on the Tynamo. Talk about team work! ::buizel:: Male, level 6 Swift Swim Water Gun, Quick Attack, Water Sport, Sonic Boom, Growl Likes to groom himself, twin of the other Buizel, a bit rowdy, playful Hit by Spark (SE)! Health is high yellow! Growl on both, Water Gun on Tynamo!
::buizel:: Male, level 6 Swift Swim Water Gun, Quick Attack, Water Sport, Sonic Boom, Growl Likes to groom himself, younger twin of the other Buizel, mostly calm, playful Hit by Rage! Health is Green! Growl on both, Water Gun on Buffoulant!
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Post by Logan Douglas on Feb 20, 2012 13:34:20 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h99/houndoomXdelta/de.png); width: 500px; -moz-border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border: 1px dashed #000000][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -15px; text-align: center;]blew down the doors to let me in[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -3px]shattered windows[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -25px; letter-spacing: 8px; text-shadow: 1px 0px 0px #000000, 1px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 0px 0px #000000, 0px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 1px 0px #000000, 0px -1px 0px #000000;]and the sounds of drums[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-top: -5px; text-align: center; margin-bottom: 10px]people couldn't believe what I'd become[/style] [style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙words : num; ♙tags: ppl; ♙lyrics: viva la vida by coldplay;[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-left: 5px; width: 450px; margin-top: 5px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; text-align: justify; letters-spacing: 2px;]revolutionaries wait, for my head on a silver plate[/style][style=background-color: #111111; padding: 5px; width: 447px; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #5b5b5b;] Elliot missed the first growl from the buizel as it was too busy yelling to hear it, the second growl however stopped it in its tracks for a moment. It wasn't used to anything growling at it, and that threw it off. That was at least until it was hit in the face with the watergun sending it off into a rampage once more. " I WILL RIP YOUR ASSHOLES OUT AND USE THEM TO WARM MY HORNS" Dynamo however let both the growls and the watergun hit him dead on. It screamed in pain for a moment before yelling itself, " OH GOD, OH GOD, YES PLEASE SIR MAY I HAVE ANOTHER?" its body sparked with delight in the pain it was feeling. Logan had been too distracted to tell his Pokémon to dodge, and he realized this a little too late, Turning back to the battle he noticed both buizels were still standing. This disappointed him mildly, but he continued on with the battle. " Elliot use headbutt and leer. Dynamo Charge Beam and Thunderwave!" His attention returned to other things including his eggs, while his Pokémon battled. Elliot moved first First staring down his opponents, and then charging headfirst to one brother kicking up slushy white powder as it ran, using its rage to fuel its attacks. " RAWWWWWWWR" it screamed. Dynamo had moved launching a thin blue net of electricity towards its own target, before charging up and unleashing a huge beam of light from its mouth that rocketed towards the same buizel causing the air around it to cackle and pop from the electrical charges running through it. Egg Incubated 4/10
Elliot uses Rage and Leer Not Affected by growl 1 Growl 2 is offset by Rage Boost Hit by Water Gun Health is Green
Dynamo is Hit by both growls Hit by Water Gun -2 attack +1 Special Attack from Charge Beam Used Thunder Wave and Charge Beam Health is Green
[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-right: 5px; width: 450px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; text-align: right; letters-spacing: 2px;]just a puppet on a lonely string, oh who would ever want to be king[/style][style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: center; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙PoH: ;[/style] credit to ZETTA! of LS & BTN |
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Post by Sp❣rit on Feb 20, 2012 19:26:29 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;] They really were up against opponents that were weirder than they were, weren't they? The rowdy Buizel flinched at the terrible things coming out of that Bouffalant's mouth, not entirely sure on what to make of it. <Gross! Don't you have anything nice to say?> He huffed, a little irritated that he was being verbally abused like this. Not that the Bouffalant was his problem, especially when that Tynamo kept targeting him like a pissed off sniper. The Thunderwave bound his arms tightly together as the electrical wave worked its way on him like chains. It was so difficult to move around when he was trapped like this but that Charge Beam was even more miserable. <Yiyiyi!> He cried, feeling the strong electrical attack pulse through his body and nearly knock him out. He was tired and in pain, but he had a sneaky move that was good at taking out weak leveled Pokemon. <Hiiiiuuyyuuui!> He cried, pointing a paw at both of his foes in a mad declaration. His brother perked up in surprise, not thinking that they'd have to use that so soon. The rage smacked him around immediately after, wincing from the pain as he scrambled away from his pursuer's hooves. <Terrible Pokemon.> The calmer brother growled once more, sensing that they needed the cover of the growl if they were going up against foes like this. Then with their mighty tails, they both whipped up a Sonicboom that cut through the air like a sharp knife. Hopefully this would weaken their foes enough to even the playing field, considering the power it had against lower leveled Pokemon.
Male, level 6 Swift Swim Water Gun, Quick Attack, Water Sport, Sonic Boom, Growl Likes to groom himself, twin of the other Buizel, a bit rowdy, playful Hit by Charge Beam (SE)! Health is high orange! Sonicboom on Tynamo!
(Paralyzed!)
Male, level 6 Swift Swim Water Gun, Quick Attack, Water Sport, Sonic Boom, Growl Likes to groom himself, younger twin of the other Buizel, mostly calm, playful Hit by Rage! Health is mid Green! Growl on both, Sonicboom on Buffoulant!
[/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, No dodging and using two attacks. <3 Gonna ignore that leer. Not sure which Buizels you are aiming at exactly, but if I'm wrong it shouldn't really matter.[/style] | |
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Post by Logan Douglas on Feb 21, 2012 9:49:11 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h99/houndoomXdelta/de.png); width: 500px; -moz-border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border-radius: 20px 20px 20px 20px; border: 1px dashed #000000][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-bottom: -15px; text-align: center;]blew down the doors to let me in[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 40px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -3px]shattered windows[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #efefc6; font-size: 15px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; margin-top: -25px; letter-spacing: 8px; text-shadow: 1px 0px 0px #000000, 1px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 0px 0px #000000, 0px 1px 0px #000000, -1px 1px 0px #000000, 0px -1px 0px #000000;]and the sounds of drums[/style][style=font-family: arial black; color: #c5c590; font-size: 12px; letter-spacing: 5px; margin-top: -5px; text-align: center; margin-bottom: 10px]people couldn't believe what I'd become[/style] [style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: justify; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙words : num; ♙tags: ppl; ♙lyrics: viva la vida by coldplay;[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-left: 5px; width: 450px; margin-top: 5px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; border-radius: 10px 10px 0px 0px; text-align: justify; letters-spacing: 2px;]revolutionaries wait, for my head on a silver plate[/style][style=background-color: #111111; padding: 5px; width: 447px; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; color: #5b5b5b;] Dynamo screamed in pleasure as it was hit by the sonic boom. It nearly orgasmed in the pleasure of the pain. " AUUUUGHHHHH YEESSSS" It was nearly knocked out by the blow, but it was still hanging on. Elliot took both attacks head on as it charged, its rage being kept in check by the growling, it was still spilling out random lewd comments and screaming at the top of its lungs at the buizel. Elliot, Leer and Headbutt on the weak one. Dynamo, Charge Beam on the weak one thunder wave on the unparalyzed one." He hadn't looked up from his eggs, and whatever else he was staring at. Elliot stared them both down, and then continued its charge again disobeying and using rage. It screamed its obscenities and tried to ram its horns into the weaker buizel. Dynamo however was pretty weak, but it still managed to let off its thunderwave and launched another charge beam at the weaker buizel through the shudders of pleasure that it was having. Elliot Used Leer on both opponent Used Rage on the weaker buizel Growl Offset by rage Mid Yellow Health
Dynamo used Thunderwave on the non paralyzed buizel Used Charge beam on the weaker buisel -3 attack from growl +1 Special Red health
5/10 incubated[/style][style=background-color: #414141; color: #000000; padding: 2px; padding-right: 5px; width: 450px; font-family: calibri; font-size: 11px; -moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; border-radius: 0px 0px 10px 10px; text-align: right; letters-spacing: 2px;]just a puppet on a lonely string, oh who would ever want to be king[/style][style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; background-color: #000000; text-align: center; margin-top: 5px; color: #464646]♙PoH: ;[/style] credit to ZETTA! of LS & BTN |
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