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Post by Yvon on Oct 10, 2012 16:53:02 GMT -5
{desc=The return of an old friend} It had been a long time, and a rough time for Silva. A year ago, he had won second place in the Cresselia Cup. Not long after claiming his winnings, did he receive a letter from home. Bad news. He had rushed home to find his grandmother ill. He had stayed by her side- as did the rest of the family, but it was clear that these were the last months they would spend together. They spend the winter months together, and when winter left, it took Silva's grandmother with it. Silva had little desire for his pokemon journey. He stayed by his family and mourned the loss of their elder. But something nagged, and as summer ended, Silva returned to the road he had visited before. Stepping off the bridge into the city, he felt older. He had shed off his bright clothings and decorations, trading them in for a fierce dedication to show the Cheyenne region that he was still prepared to go the distance.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Oct 11, 2012 22:11:57 GMT -5
-------- WILD WINGULL!
New to the city, a Wingull's wings tiredly glided over the rush of the waves that touched the City of Water. It had been a long flight from the Hoenn region with many breaks in between, and he was finally at his destination. Perching himself down on the wires for a telephone pole, the Wingull gave himself a comforting pat on the back for making it this far. Finally, the Cheyenne region's famed City of Water! He had heard so much about this place, and it was time to move on with a new life. That was what he wanted after all, since the Hoenn region brought him nothing but heartache and sadness.
His wings were sore and he was out of breath, but his stomach was growling at him to find some grub. The exhilarating scents of the city brought a rush to the Wingull's senses, and even though technically birds didn't have a sense of smell, he could practically taste the odor on his tongue. There was plenty of food around him, and he was going to have to look hard for it. He settled himself down on the wire to rest for a bit, but his stomach wouldn't stop protesting. Finally having enough, he dove down into the nearest garbage can and toppled it over.
Scavenging around the interior of the can, he found several leftovers from someone's trip to a fast food joint. Absolutely no french fries left, but someone abandoned half a burger in here! Score! He started ripping it apart, making the cylinder shaped garbage can roll a bit with each movement. It was rather hard to see the bird from inside of the can, but it was clear that a wild Pokemon was inside of it.
::wingull:: WINGULL [15|M] [ KEEN EYE ] Growl||Water Gun||Supersonic||Wing Attack Loves to practice his Water Gun; Messy; Very finicky
⋆ GOSSIP: Wow! Welcome back, Yvon! ⋆ MUSIC: n/a ⋆ STAFF NOTES: <33
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Post by Yvon on Oct 12, 2012 10:49:34 GMT -5
Not having seen the Wingull dive into the trashcan, all Silva saw was something rummaging around in the trash. Curiosity peaked, he stopped to examine it from a safe distance. One might never know what foul poison pokemon or homeless people could lurk inside. He considered sending out a pokemon to check it out for him- but decided against it. None of them would be very eager to go dumpster diving for him. They were all rather dainty and prissy like that.
So instead, Silva took a step closer, making some soft noises as though luring out an alleyway cat, in hopes that the lurker would show itself.
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Post by Steve on Oct 12, 2012 16:34:39 GMT -5
[style=height:239px] POKEMON ENCOUNTER The wingull was still busy trying to dig through the trash when he heard footsteps nearby and didn't really think anything of it at this moment. Still, he seemed to be pretty occupied if he didn't feel like actually getting out of the trash can to turn around to see what the trainer was doing. Even so, he suddenly tested out his water gun again and blasted the trash can off his body up into the air at an awkward angle so it bounced off the wall. Suddenly the trash can was making it's huge shadow over the wingull as the pokemon was caught by the garbage can. Trying to bang against the side of it to knock it over, the wingull succeeded in freeing itself. It was a little tight in there, and the bird really wasn't fond of closed spaces like that. Of course with a clang the trash can lid rolled down the sidewalk onto the road. Well, that was to be expected with the way the place was set up at the moment too. No one in their right minds would go down an alley alone just to see what was going on.
The wingull flapped his wings and started to preen his feathers a little bit. Making sure that he was nice and wet while his water gun was still impressing him. The wingull's chest huffed out as if he was proud and then put his foot on the garbage can No garbage can can restrain the almighty wingull! it said out loud boastfully.
[style=font-family:timesnewroman; font-size: 12px; text-align: center;] ::wingull:: WINGULL [15|M] [ KEEN EYE ] Growl||Water Gun||Supersonic||Wing Attack Loves to practice his Water Gun; Messy; Very finicky
[/style] TEMPLATE CREATED BY MY LOVELY WIFE KASSY! <3
NOTES: None TUNES: None [/style]
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Post by Yvon on Oct 12, 2012 17:55:32 GMT -5
Silva blinked a few times, still not clear on what was going on. And then suddenly, water and garbage was raining from above. He ducked and put his hands over his head. In the end, he ended up slightly wet, with a banana peel on his head. Staring at the bird while he picked the peel off his hair, he blinked again.
He wasn't going to say this was the last thing he was expecting (that might have been a super diglett), but it was pretty high ranked. Though, this was a port city and these water birds seemed common enough.
The bird squawked at him, seeming quite proud of his achievements. "Indeed." Silva nodded in reply, deciding that disagreeing would likely lead to another unwanted shower. He turned back carefully, not wanting to bother the bird and his saturated fats prey.
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Post by tomackze on Oct 15, 2012 0:38:51 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]While practicing his arts, the Wingull had no idea that a trainer was nearby. But once the water gun was used and the garbage splattered all over him, it was hard to ignore the person next to the Wingull at that time being. Although the Wingull still did a good job of it, ignorant of his surroundings until he heard the mutter of Indeed from Silva. This freaked him out as he turned to see the filth that he had created in the hair of the trainer.
>Oh! Dear! I'm so sorry about that!< He squeaked, falling back and doing a double take to make sure he was actually seeing what he saw. He didn't know what to do now after that ordeal, not expecting a trainer to actually be near him but unfortunately there Silva was. And he also harmed him in the same time!
He was now discovered, and also interacting with the trainer. And he had no idea what he should do now after making a mess on the blond
::Wingull:: WINGULL [15|M] [ KEEN EYE ] Growl||Water Gun||Supersonic||Wing Attack Loves to practice his Water Gun; Messy; Very finicky Oh whoops! | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: url(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs26/f/2008/178/1/9/Black_and_Grey_Pattern_by_kkll70.png); border: 3px dpuble black; color: white]TAGGED: ... WORDS: ... NOTES: ... CREDIT: LunarFlowerAngel of OTE |
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Post by Yvon on Oct 15, 2012 6:51:21 GMT -5
Silva didn't speak Pokemon language, but he could make out by the Wingull's body language that the bird was surprised and apologetic. Silva shook the foul things from his hair and set his hands in his sides. "Now now, that wasn't very nice." He joked, smiling broadly, wanting to show he wasn't really angry. "What were you doing in a trash can anyway?" Silva inquired.
Letting his eyes scan the ground, he saw the burger wrapper that had clearly been attacked. "Oh dear, you haven't been eating that foul food, have you?" He gasped. "That really wont do. You should be out there-" He pointed to the river. "Catching fresh fish!" He critiqued.
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Post by tomackze on Oct 16, 2012 20:56:19 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]It was a two way street right here. On the one hand the trainer, Silva, did not understand the language of the Wingull. On the other, the Wingull didn't understand what came out of the mouth of the trainer. All he noticed was that the voice of the trainer increase, not taking it for a joke at first since he didn't really understand sarcasm. Then, he saw the pokemon point to the river and immediately put one and one together to realize that the trainer was mad and kicking him out. The Wingull was distraught at the sight of this and suddenly began to weep a bit, creating another water gun but this time from his tears as he shot it to the ground, losing his balance and falling right on his side after.
>Why?!?!? Why would you be so mean? I was sorry!< He screamed out loud after. Oh the beauty of misunderstandings...
::Wingull:: WINGULL [15|M] [ KEEN EYE ] Growl||Water Gun||Supersonic||Wing Attack Loves to practice his Water Gun; Messy; Very finicky This misunderstanding | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: url(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs26/f/2008/178/1/9/Black_and_Grey_Pattern_by_kkll70.png); border: 3px dpuble black; color: white]TAGGED: ... WORDS: ... NOTES: ... CREDIT: LunarFlowerAngel of OTE |
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Post by Yvon on Oct 17, 2012 5:58:14 GMT -5
Silva gasped. "Oh, I'm sorry. Calm down, sweety." He said, lowering and holding up his empty hands to the other. "Are you that hungry?" He asked, smiling gently while rummaging around his bag. He had a few sandwiches packed for lunch, and could share them, he considered. He held one out for the other, taking a bite of the other to show that it was save to eat.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Oct 17, 2012 19:25:33 GMT -5
-------- WILD WINGULL!
The Wingull felt ashamed at his sudden outburst, and tears streamed down his cheeks until he managed to wipe them off with his wings. His eyes were red and he could guess that anyone passing by could see his emotional angst. At least Silva was here to remedy the situation, comforting the small Wingull as he stared at Silva's bag with his curiosity aroused. What was he going to bring out? The Wingull wasn't thinking very clearly, and he forgot that Silva asked if he was hungry. He should've expected food, but he was still surprised at Silva's kindness. He didn't doubt that the food was safe, but his taste buds left him quite the picky eater.
Before he could protest eating such foreign food, his stomach rolled up and down in heated protest. Now wasn't the time to be picky. After having such a long flight, the Wingull was ready to resort to old food. <Thank you.> He gulped, feeling nervous as he approached the sandwich. He inched closer, beak nearing the soft bread as he took a nibble. He liked the white bread at least, but there was more hiding inside of it. He took a bigger bite and sensed some horrid ingredient inside of it. Something was wrong!
Attempting to snatch the rest of the sandwich from Silva, the Wingull dissected the sandwich. He only wanted to eat certain parts of it, even if he was feeling particularly hungry. He didn't want any vegies in his meal, and that was that! By the time he finished the parts he liked, he looked satisfied. <Squirt!> He spit out a tiny stream of water at Silva's face to thank him, doing it all in good fun.
WINGULL [15|M] [ KEEN EYE ] Growl||Water Gun||Supersonic||Wing Attack Loves to practice his Water Gun; Messy; Very finicky
⋆ GOSSIP: <33 ⋆ MUSIC: n/a ⋆ STAFF NOTES: <33
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Post by Yvon on Oct 18, 2012 3:44:28 GMT -5
While the Wingull was nibbling out the best pieces of bread from his hand, Silva finished his own sandwich fully. "Not a fan of Miltank cheese with lettuce?" He asked. Not expecting an answer, he tossed the remainder of the sandwich in the garbage. Just as he was about to say something more, the Wingull squirted him in the face. Now he wasn't going to say he'd never been squirted in face before- but never by a water pokemon.
Silva winced a bit, clearly not a fan of being wet and dirty in late autumn. "You're a peppy little thing, ain't yah?" He asked, grinning.
"Well, I'm gonna go back now. Shouldn't be hanging around alleyways. Whole city to explore!" He said, standing up and nodding to the bird.
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Post by ♔ QUEEN KASSY on Oct 18, 2012 14:58:02 GMT -5
[style=background-image:url(http://i134.photobucket.com/albums/q83/kaptain_kassy/NEW-TPPER_zpsbb7c9549.png); background-repeat: no-repeat;][style=height: 250px; ] [style=border-right: 3px solid #29759C; border-left: 3px solid #29759C; background-color: #7CBDDE; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; color: #000000; border-radius: 15px;][style=font-size: 50px; color: #29759C; text-align: center; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #000000;] Pokémon Encounter ?! The young wingull frowned slightly before he decided to follow the trainer. > Waiiittt… can I come with you?< he pleaded lightly hoping that the trainer would say yes. He didn’t want to be left alone again! It would be so sad to be all alone once more… > I promise I’ll work extra hard!< he pleaded some more as he begun to fly circles around the trainer head. If he kept going at this rate he’d probably make the young trainer become really really dizzy soon. > Sooo… soo… what do you say???< he asked again. ::wingull:: WINGULL [15|M] [ KEEN EYE ] Growl||Water Gun||Supersonic||Wing Attack Loves to practice his Water Gun; Messy; Very finicky [/style] TAG: MODDED <3 NOTES: <3 MUSIC: [/style][/style][/style][/style]
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Post by Yvon on Oct 19, 2012 2:17:03 GMT -5
Silva squirmed as the Wingull started flying around his head all of a sudden. He was expecting to get showered again- or worse. Silva followed the Wingull as it flew overhead, but soon got dizzy and sat down. In the banana peel. Classy. Silva considered the bird, and made out that he wanted to come with him. "Well...sure! I mean, I'm going to explore the city anyway. Why don't you be my overhead guide then?" He asked. He took out a simple, bright red pokeball and offered it up to Wingull with a smile. Silva used pokeball!
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Post by JUNK on Oct 19, 2012 16:56:15 GMT -5
Light flooded out of the pokeball, as the mechanism opened and white, tendrils wrapped around gently the Wingull's small body. They enveloped it in a bright cocoon and pulled it into the ball's soothing embrace with utmost care. After the pokemon was finally inside, the device snapped shut and the catching process truly began. Usually, the creature would struggle and try to break out of the capsule after the capture was attempted, but this time was different; the Wingull wanted to come with the trainer out of its own, free will so it obviously didn't try to get free. A few moments passed and soon a beeping sound could be heard, signalling the successful capture. Congratulations! You caught yourself a Wingull!
Koffings were often thought to be simply just mean and vile gas balls who's only purpose was to pollute the air and make others sick with the noxious fumes they stored inside their round body. This was a common misconception, as not every Koffing was full of poison. This particular gas ball that floated around happily in the alleyway, kept an unusual mix of substances inside itself. It wasn't the usual 'die-from-my-toxin-hahaha' gas, but teargas and nitrous oxide aka laughing gas. This Koffing used these chemicals to render his opponents unable to battle instead of just poisoning them.
KOFFING (20|M) [LEVITATE] Poison Gas | Tackle | Smog | SmokeScreen Assurance | Clear Smog | Sludge Good-natured - Hates bad smells - Stores teargas inside its body
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Post by Yvon on Oct 25, 2012 7:01:06 GMT -5
Smiling, Silva pressed Wingull's pokeball against his chest. "I'll take good care of you!" He promised cheery. "Why dont we find some trainers to battle? I'm itching for some action." He decided. Taking another pokeball from his belt, he released both Wingull and Chatot. Name: Chatot Gender: Female Level: 27 Abilities: { Keen Eye + Tangled Feet } Attacks: Peck, Growl, Mirror Move, Sing, Rain Dance, Sunny Day, Heat Wave, Fury Attack, Chatter, Taunt Held Item:
Name: Wingull Level: 15 Abilities: Keen Eye Attacks: Growl||Water Gun||Supersonic||Wing Attack
"Okay you two!" Silva clapped his hands while the two birds examined one another curiously. "We're gonna find some trainers!" To which the two flew up, soaring over the city in search for some action!
[Looking for (NPC) trainers to battle]
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Post by Steve on Oct 26, 2012 8:45:56 GMT -5
[style=height:239px] POKEMON ENCOUNTER So, the trainer wanted to have a battle with some scary midgets? So be it, Mary and Sue weren't even doing anything special at this moment besides making trainers think they had a pet snake that would gladly join their party of fun. Not that it made sense, but it got their point across when women started screaming and running for their lives when they suddenly threw snakes at them. These two troublemakers enjoyed creating trouble for everyone, and they had moved on from route one to cause havoc here on route two, or maybe it was onwards from the city. Whatever the case, the two were digging holes in the ground and they both awaited the trainer to get close enough so they could jump out of the dirt to suddenly surprise him! "SURPRISE!" they said out loud trying to get him good as Fearless suddenly swooped down and then they released lobster. "Did we scare you?" they both asked in unison hoping to have startled the trainer. Oh and they both had vampire fangs on in their mouths. Fake blood literally streaking down and it looked like it had gotten on their clothes. So far they weren't as nasty as they seemed, but the krabby and shiny staravia that were around them were their pets after all. Of course, Lobster was honestly just their food source in the first place. [style=font-family:timesnewroman; font-size: 12px; text-align: center;] Midgets-In-Disguise Mary and Stu Ages 15 and 20. Both enjoy cosplay and scaring people. { Fearless } Level 15|Male |Intimidate| Tackle|Growl|Quick Attack|Wing Attack|Double Team Personality: Snobby, arrogant, picks on others Item: Yache Berry ::krabby:: { Lobster } Level 20|Male Hyper Cutter|Shell Armor Mud Sport|Bubble|Leer|Harden|Vicegrip|Bubblebeam|Mud Shot Personality: Suspicious about being eaten by his trainers. Not paranoid usually, but hasn't slept as much. The food supply. Item: Wacan Berry [/style] TEMPLATE CREATED BY MY LOVELY WIFE KASSY! <3
NOTES: None TUNES: None [/style]
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Post by Yvon on Nov 30, 2012 5:11:34 GMT -5
They had surprised Silva quite a bit. He jumped and stared at them with wide eyes. His mouth twitched a bit at the sight of the blood. "Oh dear..." He muttered.
After a moment or so, Silva regained. "Hey, do you want to battle me?" He asked brightly. He retreated the two birds to their balls and send out two others to face the trainers.
::milotic:: Level 21
::clefairy:: Level 13,5
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