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Post by lion on Mar 9, 2012 20:36:29 GMT -5
{desc=And I'm hatin every step I take}It was evening. Many Pokémon were scurrying along, trying to reach the safety of their nests before night fell. The nocturnal ones were making themselves known to the world: a Noctowl's screech, a series of howls that may have belonged to a pack of Houndour. Some people would've been frightened, or even calmed by the growing darkness.
Blake was just glad it wasn't noisy. The white haired trainer (he had bleached it) was surrounded by an atmosphere of calmness, something rare for Blake Selliv.No annoying newbies, no cutesy, bouncy Pokémon. Just him and the nocturnal Pokémon.
Which included the little Duskull hovering a ways in front of his short tempered trainer. It too was silent. He normally was. The Duskull's voice had grown quiet and whispery from that, which suited him just fine. The creepy voice was perfect for his type: ghost.
The two drifted along the path, neither saying a word to each other. Both Pokémon and trainer could really care less.
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Post by FOTLY on Mar 10, 2012 7:23:10 GMT -5
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{ hey pretty lady it's crazy,
You're almost twice my age I want to dance on your body the way I shake it on stage. She was a bottle blonde she had her 7s on, when i think about it now just a cougar on the prowl. My head started to spin when I saw her son walking in, I'll be he felt like a fool, because i knew him from school, I remember what my mama said: don't talk to strangers, don't do all the thinking with your little head .
THE VENONAT COULDN'T HELP BUT notice that there was a new face on the route. he had a record of every newbie that happened to show up. this kid knew nothing of what route one held, the spectacular views that if one were to stay just long enough, one would see. this kid was among the few that would probably end up conversing with the venonat, the keeper of the record.
honestly, the record was a well-kept notebook that he always carried around. the package of paper was one of the few things that actually continually made it through each season. the notebook being unlike his other keepsakes, which either broke after a few weeks or were lost within a month. either way, the venonat took good care of the notebook that came with a handy dandy pen.
the purple ball of fluff took no precautions as he plopped down on a tree stump, opened the notebook, and began scribbling down some nonsense that it seemed only he understood. people had asked him before what it meant, and the venonat had to reply with an "i have no clue." to keep his secret a, well, secret.
> page fifty two. white haired trainer with a duskull. looks mad. <
::venonat:: VENONAT (M) 05 bug + poison compound eyes // tinted lens super sonic . foresight . disable . tackle takes a lot of notes (says them out loud while writing) - can't seem to keep anything but notebook / pencil from breaking - gets distracted easily NOTES: MODDED ♥
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Post by lion on Mar 10, 2012 15:35:06 GMT -5
The two had been wandering along this path for quite a while now. The 17 year old trainer and his Duskull were completely alone, excluding the trees and occasional Hoothoot. However, the nocturnal Pokémon seemed quite content to not bother the angry looking trainer and his ghost pokemon, a fact that was continuing to make Blake irritated. At first the silence was nice. Now it was so boring he was ready to even meet with an idiotic 10 year old trainer if it would occupy his attention.
A ways ahead, Blake's Duskull floated along. Just for the fun of it, Sero would turn invisible and sneak up on an unsuspecting Pokémon. Then he'd whisper in their ears, quiet threats that would send most pokemonn running. If they didn't, he'd appear, screaming hoarsely, in front of their faces. This was probably why there were no Pokémon around.
Having cleared out most of the Pokémon in the area, Sero was growing almost as bored as his aggravated trainer. As his red eye roamed between eye sockets, he noticed a strange, purple fuzzball on a tree stump. Curious, he flew closer to get a good look. The fluffy thing was a Venonat! In its hands, the poison-bug type ass holding a notebook, which it was scribbling furiously in with a pen. A Pokémon that could write? That was a new one. What are you writing? He asked, his whispery voice probably sounding rather creepy as the Venonat hadn't seen him yet.
::duskull:: Level 5, male Levitate Leer, astonish, faint attack Calm and quiet, never backs down from a challenge, has a Napoleon Complex Hovering over Venonat's shoulder, all stalker-like
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Post by ♔ QUEEN KASSY on Mar 10, 2012 15:38:44 GMT -5
[style= width: 440px; height: 300px; background-image: url(http://i40.tinypic.com/346nmkx.png); color: #000000; font-face: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify;] ::venonat:: pokemon encounter!>"what are you writing" the duskull had asked me... How should I respond to this? Should I let him know I'm writing down my thoughts?< the little venonat wrote away on his notepad, completely forgetting that he's saying outloud what he was writing. >Maybe this duskull will want to battle... oh wait is that an odd log over there?< the little purple ball looked up, forgetting about wanting to battle the duskull as he hopped his way over to a log he had spotted. He jumped up on it and rested on one of the branches... that then broke and he fell down. >stupid log...< he wrote down.
::venonat:: VENONAT (M) 05 bug + poison compound eyes // tinted lens super sonic . foresight . disable . tackle takes a lot of notes (says them out loud while writing) - can't seem to keep anything but notebook / pencil from breaking - gets distracted easily
TAGS: modded <3 | NOTES: you’re welcome <3 [/style]
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Post by lion on Mar 10, 2012 16:02:07 GMT -5
So you're writing down your thoughts? Sero prompted. The Venonat continued to scribble down as he muttered to himself. The Duskull stared, wondering if the bug pokemon was a bit funny in the head. Suddenly the Venonat hopped over to a log and jumped onto a branch sticking off it. The branch quickly snapped, tipping the pokemon onto the ground. Casually, the Venonat got up and wrote down another note. Are you ok? the Duskull asked, following the Venonat. Though it sounded like he was asking about the pokemon's physical health, he has implied something a bit more.
::Duskull:: Level 5, male Levitate Leer, astonish, faint attack Calm and quiet, never backs down from a challenge, Napoleon Complex Pretty much asking if the Venonat is crazy.
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Post by ♔ QUEEN KASSY on Mar 10, 2012 16:06:40 GMT -5
[style= width: 440px; height: 300px; background-image: url(http://i40.tinypic.com/346nmkx.png); color: #000000; font-face: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify;] ::venonat:: pokemon encounter!>Now he’s wondering if I’m okay. Well of course I’m okay… why wouldn’t I be?< he wrote quite quickly before he hopped back up, perhaps there was a different spot on the log he could sit on… He found a spot that he thought would suit him quite kindly before plopping his little butt down… and then sliding write off… >Ouch… okay that hurt…< he scribbled on his notepad before turning the page and then he looked up at the trainer and the duskull.
>Why are they staring at me like that? They look rather weird…< he scribbled down, before hopping along to try and find a different cool looking place to sit…
::venonat:: VENONAT (M) 05 bug + poison compound eyes // tinted lens super sonic . foresight . disable . tackle takes a lot of notes (says them out loud while writing) - can't seem to keep anything but notebook / pencil from breaking - gets distracted easily
TAGS: modded <3 | NOTES: you’re welcome <3 [/style]
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Post by lion on Mar 10, 2012 22:58:51 GMT -5
Sero's eye stopped wobbling, just sitting in the corner of his left eye socket. The Duskull looked disdainfully at the Venonat. Yup, a few screws loose for sure. The Venonat suddenly ambled away, with the ghost-type following close behind.
Blake glanced around, wondering where Sero had gone.Jeez, why couldn't that pokemon just stay still for a moment. He glared at the ground, kicking a rock into the air.
Suddenly there was a loud think and a lot of whispered curses(most of them picked up from Blake). He went to investigate, seeing his Duskull whipping through the air. Suddenly, the stone he had just kicked flew out of one of Sero's eye sockets. Are you trying to hurt me? he hissed angrily. Blake scowled back. "And what would you do if I was?" He looked past his pokemon, noticing a Venonnat scurrying along. The trainer strode past Sero, one hand gripping the Duskull's mask and then thrusting him through the air. Sero tumbled around, his eye bouncing rapidly. The requiem pokemon quickly straightened himself before following his trainer, falling silent but glaring daggers at the man withe bleached hair.
Blake quickly caught up with the Venonat, glancing down at it. "What's this?" he muttered disinterestedly, swiping the notebook out of the bug type's hands.
::Duskull:: Level 5, male Levitate Leer, Astonish, Faint Attack Calm and quiet, never backs down from a challenge, Napoleon Complex. Pushed aside by Blake
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Post by Kathryn on Mar 11, 2012 8:01:37 GMT -5
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— 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 Trainer didn't seem to treat his Pokemon very well if he was kicking rocks at it and throwing it about. “The trainer seems abusive to his Pokemon," Venonat muttered absently as he jotted the notes down. “I'm wondering whether I should run before he-”
The Venonat saw a flash of colour rain down towards him and instinctively leapt away, clinging to his Notepad and Pencil as he did so. “Hey! What are you trying to do? Steal my-...” The Venonat stared at the Pencil.
“You broke the led on my pencil!” He cried in outrage. “How dare you break my pencil?” The Venonat wanted to write this down on his notebook, but how could he? He had no pencil! The trainer broke it!
------ VENONAT (M) 05 bug + poison compound eyes // tinted lens super sonic . foresight . disable . tackle takes a lot of notes (says them out loud while writing) - can't seem to keep anything but notebook / pencil from breaking - gets distracted easily
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Post by lion on Mar 11, 2012 13:45:55 GMT -5
Blake stared down at the Venonat. Whatever, go find a new one. Not my problem if you can't take care of your own stuff." Waving a hand dismissively, he walked away from the poison-bug pokemon. C'mon, Sero, before he throws a fit." The Duskull looked back at the Venonat. If only his trainer didn't understand pokemon, then he could say whatever he wanted. Instead he tried to send an apologetic glance towards the Venonat, not an easy feat when you're wearing an expressionless mask. The poor thing seemed to be in a fury, mourning his broken pencil.
::Duskull:: Level 5, Male Levitate Leer, Astonish, Faint Attack Calm and quiet, never backs down from a challenge, Napoleon Complex Following Blake
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Post by ♔ QUEEN KASSY on Mar 11, 2012 14:01:56 GMT -5
[style= width: 440px; height: 300px; background-image: url(http://i40.tinypic.com/346nmkx.png); color: #000000; font-face: tahoma; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify;] ::venomoth:: pokemon encounter! The Venomoth had been looking for her son for quite a while now, and finally she had spotted him writing down his thoughts as he usually did. She smiled, it was actually quite cute that he did that. But then she noticed that a trainer was nearby and the next thing she knew, the trainer had broke her dear son’s pencil! How dare this man do this! Instantly the Venomoth flew down right in front of the trainer. > How dare you treat my son like that! Fix his pencil this instant, or else!< she glared at the man before looking over at her son with a quick smile and then turning to glare at the boy once more. > Mom! This man! He’s so mean!< the Venonat exclaimed, wanting to write that down too… but he couldn’t! VENONAT (M) 05 bug + poison compound eyes // tinted lens super sonic . foresight . disable . tackle takes a lot of notes (says them out loud while writing) - can't seem to keep anything but notebook / pencil from breaking - gets distracted easily ::venomoth:: VENOMOTH (F) 35 bug + poison shield dust // tinted lens gust . sleep powder . psybeam . stun spore . leech life . poison powder . confusion . silver wind mother of venonat - protective mother - gets angry easily TAGS: modded <3 | NOTES: you’re welcome <3 [/style]
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Post by lion on Mar 11, 2012 19:29:11 GMT -5
Blake stared at the Venomoth, his mouth curving into an ugly frown. "And just why should I? It was his pencil, if he can't take care of his own supplies that's his problem." Sero hovered around nervously, his trainer was now in a bad mood. If he spoke, Blake would direct his anger at Sero. But if he didn't, the Venomoth would be just as furious.
Blake scoffed at the arrogance of that moth. What right did she haven to be ordering him around? Maybe if she was the one who could capture him at whim. But she wasn't-Blake was. His hazel eyes flicked down to the pokeballs on his belt and he smirked. If he wanted to, he could capture that Venonat and personally make sure the mother and son never met again.
Whew, Blake was really turning into a jerk.
::duskull:: Level 5, male Levitate Leer, Astonish, Faint Attack Calm and quiet, Never backs down from a challenge, Napoleon Complex
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Post by Sp❣rit on Mar 12, 2012 3:12:23 GMT -5
------ WILD VENONAT AND VENOMOTH APPEARED !
This situation was about to end very poorly for Blake, who didn't seem very wise to the battles he was picking. Two stubborn minds were clashing against each other, and one had the passion and fury of a doting mother. The Venomoth was going to dominate the game this time, whether the trainer liked it or not. Not taking a liking to his tone of voice, she proceeded to bat her wings gently to move her young child aside. <M-Mother...what is she doing?> The Venonat found himself asking out loud, feeling nervous at her increasing anger. It made him feel both safe and worried at the same time, wondering what kind of hell his mother could make. <Is she going to hurt them? I think they deserve it, but it would suck if she hurt me.> He muttered, unable to stop saying his thoughts.
The Venomoth hardly paid attention to her son's quirky habit, preferring to not invade his personal thoughts if he had a habit that he couldn't help. It hardly seemed fair to 'mind read' her own son, and instead learned to tune him out over their time together. <You will be put in a time out!> She huffed, flapping her large and majestic wings towards the trainer to whoop up a sleep powder towards the male. <Should I help? I think I should help. That Duskull would attack my mom. I don't want that.> The Venonat stared at the frighening ghost with a worried gaze, not sure if he could trust Sero at all.
To be safe, he screamed out a high pitched Supersonic at the ghost. <I don't really want to fight! If this works then I'll run away with my mom! I think. I don't know how angry she is.> This was all oddly screamed out during his obnoxious Supersonic, leaving him to be quite the distraction in their battle.
::VENONAT:: VENONAT (M) 05 bug + poison compound eyes // tinted lens super sonic . foresight . disable . tackle takes a lot of notes (says them out loud while writing) - can't seem to keep anything but notebook / pencil from breaking - gets distracted easily Supersonic on Duskull! Its big eyes are actually clusters of tiny eyes. At night, its kind is drawn by light.::venomoth:: VENOMOTH (F) 35 bug + poison shield dust // tinted lens gust . sleep powder . psybeam . stun spore . leech life . poison powder . confusion . silver wind mother of venonat - protective mother - gets angry easily Sleep Powder on Blake! It flutters its wings to scatter dustlike scales. The scales leach toxins if they contact skin.
[/center][/blockquote] ⋆ GOSSIP: Oh derp, Blake is silly. ⋆ MUSIC: I'm laughing like a freaking moron at the cbox. Musically~ ⋆ STAFF NOTES: DERP. [/blockquote]
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Post by lion on Mar 14, 2012 0:16:49 GMT -5
Blake hatted a hand at the Venomoth as it began fluttering around his head. A shimmering dust sprinkled off her wings, directly into Blake's face. "Get losht.." he muttered, his voice becoming slurred. Sero stared in shock as his trainer collapsed on the ground. His trainer, the one who bragged about being superior to pokemon and treated him like dirt, was now defeated by a Venomoth in a second. He almost laughed at his trainer's pathetic form. Suddenly an obnoxious screeching erupted from behind him. Sound waved jostled him, leaving his ears ringing violently. He drifted around in confusion, forgetting to make himself intangible and almost ramming into a tree. Luckily, he saw the trunk at the last second and passed harmlessly through it. His eye began darting between eye sockets like a ping pong ball. When he finally regained his senses, he glared at the Venonat. What was that for? he hissed. On impulse, he popped into invisibility and then drifted over to the Venonat. He then regained visibility and rammed himself toward the bugs face.
::Duskull:: level 5, male Levitate Leer, astonish, faint attack Calm and quiet, never backs down from a challenge, Napoleon Complex Hit by supersonic Sero became confused Used faint attack on Venonat
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Post by Steve on Mar 14, 2012 13:57:23 GMT -5
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[STYLE=border-bottom: 5px solid #FFC7FF;] [/style] Well, the trainer was asleep and at least the venomoth was successful in that aspect as she watched her little one getting beat on. Well that wasn't cool at all, but now she at least felt a little better about making the trainer fall asleep. Chuckling softly, she let out a slight hiss in disapproval at the duskull for a moment. Merely letting that go even as they were just having fun with each other now it looked like. Well, she couldn't blame them, but she was very tempted to take the venonat away. That's when the venonat was hit with the faint attack and bounced back a little in pain yelping out for his mom. The venomoth merely fluttered nearby and was ready to drag him away, but she wasn't about to give this mean pokemon a chance. Careful, boy, or I will end you, she threatened the duskull and she looked ready to deck the duskull out of the air. That's when the venonat took the chance to shoot a disable at the duskull while he was distracted by his mother. Even so, he was then backing up and not wanting to attack despite being hit, Mommy is going to hurt the mean duskull for me, I wonder if she's going to make it faint? he merely asked to himself, muttering it under his breath. Backing up closer towards his mother, who was furiously flapping her wings and just laughing inwardly slightly at the trainer that just fell asleep. ::venonat:: VENONAT (M) 05 bug + poison compound eyes // tinted lens super sonic . foresight . disable . tackle takes a lot of notes (says them out loud while writing) - can't seem to keep anything but notebook / pencil from breaking - gets distracted easily hit by faint attack! health is green used disable noooo
::venomoth:: VENOMOTH (F) 35 bug + poison shield dust // tinted lens gust . sleep powder . psybeam . stun spore . leech life . poison powder . confusion . silver wind mother of venonat - protective mother - gets angry easily
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Post by lion on Mar 27, 2012 0:13:37 GMT -5
The Duskull felt a faint sense of triumph as his attack hit the Venonat. Of course that only got his mom all angry and nagging at the poor Ghost type, threatening him and the like. Oooh, he was so impressed. A pokemon who was at least twenty-five levels above him was now threatening Sero. Guess what, momma- nobody's admiring you.
Those thoughts were going through Sero's head as he considered attacking the Venonat again. He tried to fade out for another faint attack....
MISSION FAILED
Those lines were etched into Sero's mind when he realized faint attack had been disabled. He ground his teeth angrily, glaring at the bug-poison type pair. If only the moth wasn't here, then he could take out the Venonat for sure. But right now, that wasn't possible.
He took a deep breath and turned away from the two, drifting over to his sleeping trainer. He didn't really have hands, but any ghost could pick up a human. Plus, Duskull's naturally preyed on naughty children. At least, that's what the pokedex said. He wouldn't know, having grown up in the Ranger Station. Anyway, Hehe suppposed Blake wasn't really a child(shame) but maybe, since he wasn't quite a legal adult, it still counted?
Sighing to himself, he "picked up" Blake and began dragging him away. Maybe the two bugs wouldn't follow.
::Duskull:: Level 5, male Levitate Leer, astonish, faint attack Calm and quiet, never backs down from a challenge, Napoleon complex Faint attack is disabled Sero is confused Attempts to flee
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Post by Sp❣rit on Mar 27, 2012 21:32:50 GMT -5
-------- WILD CHERUBI APPEARED !
The motherly Venomoth snorted at Blake's retreat, pleased that she came out victorious this time around. She was an awfully frightening bug to deal with and she knew it, especially in this part of Cheyenne. It was exactly why she brought her young child around these parts--to protect him from humans and predators. She could handle just about anything in this area, making it a much safer place for them to live in peace. <So be it.> She muttered, taking her child into her arms and comforting it.
With the duo of bugs left in the dust, not particularly having an interest in starting a fight, things seemed relatively normal. At least it looked normal until a dead Cherubi was lying in the middle of the path, looking like a bucket that needed to be kicked. <S-Senior...> The small plant was just barely breathing at this point, having no particular reason for this sudden drop in health. She whimpered pathetically as her only signs of life, feeling the heat of the sun roast her body like a marshmallow in a bonfire. She hardly smelled good at least, which kept the predators away for the moment.
<HYATT. WHERE THE FRACK ARE YOU? SERIOUSLY. DID YOU JUST GO AND DIE AGAIN?> Another Pokémon hollered loudly from the treetops, scrambling up and down them as if she was a squirrel. Most plants shouldn't be nimble and quick like this, but Excel was different. You didn't mess with Excel. <Man oh man, my job sucks. LORD ILLPALLAZZO WILL BE MOST DISPLEASED. WHAT IF THE THING AND THE THING HAPPENS, AND THEN I GET IN TROUBLE. OH NO, PLEASE LORD ILLPALLAZZO. YOUR FASHIONABLY LATE EXCEL WILL INSPIRE YOU.> She felt as if she was a ballerina, dancing through the branches as she gracefully leaped into the air. Her legs spread out as she let the wind carry her around, nailing one graceful pose after another like it was DDR: Ballerina.
Then gravity kicked in and she fell flat on the ground. Thud. <Ohh...oww...> She groaned, weakly standing back up with a wild shake of her head. Blinking in a daze, she saw the 'dead' Hyatt on the ground right next to her. <Oh, there you are Hyatt. You're such a slacker, girl how am I supposed to keep up with you? Stop dying when I need you! You really know how to hold back a plot.> The Cherubi wildly started kicking Hyatt's lifeless body, only earning a few pained groans in the process.
Dare you disturb this scene?
Hyatt Level 2 - Female Chlorophyll Morning Sun||Tackle Second in command - Constantly plays possum - sickly - damsel in distress - obedient - randomly comes back to life Excel Level 2 - Female Chlorophyll Morning Sun||Tackle Spazz - Hyper - Illogical - Fights for love - First in command The small ball is not only filled with nutrients, it is also tasty. Starly try to peck it off.
[/center][/blockquote] ⋆ GOSSIP: <333 ⋆ MUSIC: Frost - Homestuck Vol. 6 ⋆ STAFF NOTES: +.5 levels Duskull for trying a little! [/blockquote]
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Post by lion on Mar 31, 2012 2:46:11 GMT -5
Sero was grateful that he had gotten away from that annoying Venomoth. That stupid bug, making threats to him because his idiot trainer broke a pencil.
Speaking of which...
The Duskull glanced down at his limp trainer whom he was carrying. Well, more like dragging. From his waist down, he was pretty much covered in dirt from being pulled along the trail by his pokemon. Well, who could blame poor Sero? That guy had to be at least ten times larger than him, and he didn't exactly have the resolve to carry Blake all through the woods without letting a toe touch the ground.
Suddenly, Blake twitched. Startled but thinking quickly, the Duskull pulled him toward a tree and propped him up against it in a sitting position. Then he quickly seized a leaf in his mouth and attempted to brush off all the dust and dirt clinging to Blake's jeans.
The trainer's vibrant blue eyes flashed open. He jerked forward suddenly and swiped Sero away from him. Who knew if Blake realized that was his pokemon he had just pushed aside. Even if he did, he probably wouldn't care.
Blake unfortunately noticed his dirtied jeans right away. Glaring fiercely, he opened his mouth to unleash a furious scolding for the Duskull. Before he did, something distracted him.
A scream. Actually, it was more like a shout, like someone, or something, was yelling at another. Blake's head whipped around, and his fluffy bleached hair with it. Brushing his bangs out of his eyes angrily, he peered at a strange sight up ahead. A cherubi was mercilessly kicking her partner's limp body. Well, limp was speaking kindly. To be realistic, her partner looked like a dying plant left in the sun without water.
Which it was.
Curiosity getting the better of the irritable trainer, Blake stood up and slunk forward.
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Post by Sheepy on Mar 31, 2012 13:55:45 GMT -5
::cherubi:: Hyatt Level 2 - Female Chlorophyll Morning Sun||Tackle Second in command - Constantly plays possum - sickly - damsel in distress - obedient - randomly comes back to life
::cherubi:: Excel Level 2 - Female Chlorophyll Morning Sun||Tackle Spazz - Hyper - Illogical - Fights for love - First in command Excel looked on at her idiotic partner as she came back to life, shaking her head as to why she did these things; however her attention was caught by the approaching figure in the distance coming closer towards them. She was surprised to see a trainer up so close to them, seeing as generally their antics scared most of them away pretty quickly. However seeing as this oen trainer wanted to come closer to them, then they would make him their slave for eternity! However they just had to catch him first.... "Oh praise the lord Arceus for sending us help in our time of need! O'Trainer, my friend here is in great help, and I don't knwo what to do at all! It seems like she is dead, but I cannot be certain. Could you help me please?" Excel said as she hopped over to the trainer, tears in her eyes; being the obedient second in command Hyatt toppled onto the floor once again, eyes clsoed with her tongue out of her mouth, trying to act like she was dead.
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Post by lion on Mar 31, 2012 18:13:29 GMT -5
Blake had bent down slightly to examine the "dead" Cherubi with a coldly calculating gaze. Suddenly its partner, the one that had been beating it moments ago, came hopping up. It then shouted out some nonsense about Arceus sending help and pleading for him to help them. Behind her, the other Cherubi collapsed with its tongue hanging out.
Blake smirked harshly at the grass type. "Why should I help you? Its your own fault for letting your parnter get into this state, isn't it?" His cold grin slipped away. "Know your place in life, Cherubi. Its survival of the fittest here." He straightened up, striding past the pokemon. Purposely, he dug on foot into the ground and kicked dirt into Excell's face. Sero flinched slightly at the harsh words, but followed Blake without a word..
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Post by tomackze on Apr 1, 2012 16:42:46 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background: url(http://media02.hongkiat.com/black_wallpapers/black-pattern.jpg); border: 3px double black, bTable]STRENGTH IN NUMBERS | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: url(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs26/f/2008/178/1/9/Black_and_Grey_Pattern_by_kkll70.png); border: 3px dpuble black; color: white]Those harsh words hit Excel hard and she started to sib there while her friend was in a "deaden" state. And even worst, she began to feel guilty about it also, as if it was her fault that her friend was dead. This caused her to sib uncontrollably, until eventually she had no more left to sib and she herself fainted from exhaustion of overworking herself in this sib fest.
While she was gone, a new pokemon stopped in the path of Blake. This one had been very bothered by the sibbing he heard and he wasn't going to allow Blake to get away with causing that sibbing. He did not know who it was who Blake upset but he knew that it was Blake as the sibbing came from the location the trainer just came out from.
>YOU! YOU JERK! WHY DID YOU MAKE SOMEONE SIB SO HARD?!< He asked angrily. This Politoed was a bit strong for route 1, as he was the sib officer ready to make others pay for causing someone to sib.
::Politoed:: Level 25 | Gender: Male Attacks: Bubblebeam, Hypnosis, Doubleslap, Perish Song Personality: A sib officer, hates to see others upset, tries to balance everything out You! You will pay! | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: url(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs26/f/2008/178/1/9/Black_and_Grey_Pattern_by_kkll70.png); border: 3px dpuble black; color: white]TAGGED: ... WORDS: ... NOTES: ... CREDIT: LunarFlowerAngel of OTE |
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