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Post by Dracken on Jan 6, 2012 18:16:57 GMT -5
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[STYLE=width: 88%; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6); color: #888888; padding: 15px 10px 10px 10px; text-align: justify; margin-left: 5px; margin-top: 5px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;] "No! Come back here!" Amber cried. The black haired girl raced into the park after a certain shark like Pokémon. A Gible, a oddly colored one at that, was running away from its trainer. Amber stopped to catch her breathe. Her red scarf hung down from her neck as her coat swayed in the cold breeze. She lifted up her head and looked at the Gible that was only inches away. Sticking its tongue out at her she danced away humming. Amber sighed and shook her head. The one time she got a Dragon type for free...it had to be super super laid back. No, laid back was an understatement. It was a troll. Not the one that sat underneath a bridge either. The one that didn't take anything seriously. Rising up, Amber scanned the park for the Gible.
The weather was cold, a slight coat of snow covered the ground. The play area was covered in snow as well. The swing bars cold to the touch, icicles drooping down. She figured that she couldn't bring Draacondra back to her, she would have to wait. Amber walked over to the swing set and dusted off the snow that covered the seat. She sat down on the cold swing set and rocked back and forth slightly. There was no way she would be able to catch her, too witty and smart, she would get out played. Right now, she would have to wait for the dragon to come to her when she would get hungry. But who knows how long that will take. Amber sighed in frustration and swung on the swing a bit. Why her? She just had to let the Pokémon out, stupid her.
The Gible was far away rolling around in the snow. Making marks and tracks, the Gible finally got up and sat under a tree. If someone was coming in from that side they would think it was a wild Gible. Either she needed to get back to her Trainer, or she would find herself in deep trouble soon!
Playing can't catch me! Alone.
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Post by Sheepy on Jan 6, 2012 18:31:25 GMT -5
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Post by Dracken on Jan 6, 2012 22:46:34 GMT -5
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[STYLE=width: 88%; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6); color: #888888; padding: 15px 10px 10px 10px; text-align: justify; margin-left: 5px; margin-top: 5px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;] Draacondra blinked one eye open and noticed a face and a Aron staring at her. She sighed and hopped up. Jumping right in front of them and singing.
Pardon me for my lack of excitement But I’m not entirely thrilled S-S-Stutter when I talk Flail around as I walk Yeah the moment’s been killed
She was not happy about her nap being disrupted. The moment was killed, that was one thing for sure. Nor was she thrilled about it. Scoffing, the Gible jumped away and ran back to the play set. She had saw them there, of course she did. She didn't expect them to just stare at her though, that was plain awkward. Having someone stare at you, watching your every move. That was creepy.
She trotted back to Amber and hopped onto the swing next to her. The black haired girl smiled as the Pokemon came back. She swung back and forth as she waited for the Pokemon to get tired so they could leave. However, she soon noticed that someone was standing where her Gible was. Wondering what he was doing there, she hit her feet on the ground each time she rocked to stop herself. Amber looked over at Adam and nodded. Not quite sure if he was there stalking her or her Gible, she was cautious around him. "Um, hello? Is there something I can help you with?" Amber asked. Her legs swinging slightly underneath the swing. The Gible was standing on the swing next to her, and was staring at Adam. She snickered as she jumped down and hopped over to the slide. Whoever this person was, Draacondra had a feeling she would have fun playing around with him. Her trolly nature made her want to throw snowballs.
Started Singing [ooc// Maybe to fill it in more, make Adam wonder more about things. His thoughts about things, what he thinks about the Gible being all alone. Maybe his Pokemon has some thoughts too, put that in too. Pokemon can talk to each other, maybe some interactions between them as well. And don't abuse the , and the ;. If a sentence is too long just end it. And make stuff happen put some life on your posts man.
song credit;// He is We: Pardon Me]
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Post by Sheepy on Jan 8, 2012 13:21:18 GMT -5
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[/i] Adam said, thinking quite hard on how to phrase this carefully; he didn’t want to be considered perverted again. ” I was just passing through when I saw your Gible in the snow. It’s very unusual to see a pokemon of its type outside in the snow, so I was just having a look at it to see if it was wild or not.” Adam finished, before twisting with his hands. At least he hadn’t made a Muppet out of himself. [/center] Notes: 283 words <3 Talk: Honk honk
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Post by Dracken on Jan 16, 2012 19:43:08 GMT -5
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[STYLE=width: 88%; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6); color: #888888; padding: 15px 10px 10px 10px; text-align: justify; margin-left: 5px; margin-top: 5px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;] Amber almost visibly gave out a breath of relief. It wasn't often that random people she met were the good guys. To say the least, she was glad he wasn't here to steal any of her Pokemon. After she heard that her Gible was wandering around she gave a mean leer at the Pokemon. "You've got to stop wondering around." She said very strictly. The Gible just gave a scoff and headed up to the snow covered slide. Stepping in the cold made Draacondra shiver a bit, but she quickly shook the coldness off. She stayed up upon the top of the slide and looked down from above, watching the two humans talk.
Amber swung her legs a bit, causing the swing to move. She looked up at Adam and smiled. "Well, that's good to know you're not here to steal any of my Pokemon." She said, smiling kindly. "And I know it's not normal, but I don't usually have normal Pokemon..." Amber said, muttering the last part a bit to herself instead of directing it to Adam. It was rather true, none of her Pokemon were this so called 'normal'. Amber had a canine with a big ego, a bug that slapped him whenever he was being stupid, and a scarred Seel. Nothing normal there. She mentally shook her head and smiled again. "Well, thanks for bringing her back here. I'm Amber, a Trainer." She said, giving the basic info needed. Name basis was good enough, she wasn't going to tell anyone her whole life story. "What are you doing around these parts during the winter?" Amber asked. Curious, only because she was around these parts because she was dragged in by her Dragon type. If she could have Amber would have avoided coming here in the cold.
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Post by Sheepy on Jan 17, 2012 15:12:50 GMT -5
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[/i] He said as he gazed at the dragon type that huffed and walked off, obviously ticked off with being told off. If Adam did the same to Arry all he would get would be a laugh in the face, followed by a random pie coming out of nowhere and hitting him in the face. “Too be honest, I was getting bored off spending all my time inside a building so I made up my mind. I was going to go outside and have a stroll with my partner for a bit.” Adam said before pointing towards the aron sitting on the ground beside him. At the mention of his name he looked up and gave a yawn, before simply nodding his head at the trainer and pokemon, falling back asleep. He was so damn tired and all he wanted to do was catch up on his sleep. “So then, what brings you out here then, if you’re asking me as well?” Adam inquired towards Amber, interested in her motives like she could have been with his. [/center] Notes: 283 words <3 Talk: Honk honk
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Post by Dracken on Jan 22, 2012 12:33:24 GMT -5
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[STYLE=width: 88%; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6); color: #888888; padding: 15px 10px 10px 10px; text-align: justify; margin-left: 5px; margin-top: 5px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;] Amber smiled at Adam. Another fellow Trainer, interesting. Perhaps she'd battle him at some point if they met again. "Hey there, Adam." She said happily. When the question of why she was out here arose Amber gave a sheepish smile. Motioning her thumb towards the Gible, that sat on the playset far above their heads, and rolled her eyes. "Well, to make a long story short, my Gible got away from me when I was shopping. I followed her here, and now she refuses to leave." She said, kicking her feet in the snow a bit to pass the time. Amber was found of dragon types, she'd have a team full of dragon types if she had more spaces. However, her Pokemon, on her team right now, held a place in her heart to where she couldn't get replace them. Each of her Pokemon had something special about them that made Amber adore them. Whether it was history or the way they battled, something about them were special. Even if some of her Pokemon weren't the strongest, they sure were the best to her.
"So, Adam, how many badges do you have right now?" Amber said, changing the subject a bit. Since he was a Trainer too she'd figured she would ask. If he had some Pokemon around her level range, then maybe she'd challenge him to a battle to see how good he was. Not that she was implying he was bad or anything. Amber liked to see how she did against other Trainers, rather than wild Pokemon. Having a Trainer behind the Pokemon did a difference, making the Pokemon in battle stronger.
Draacondra peeked down from above. Her claws clutched around a pole on the play set. She snickered to herself, seeing at how Amber admitted she couldn't get her down if she wanted to. The Gible was a rebel, that was for sure. She hadn't been with Amber long enough to actually see if she could trust her or not. Hence why she'd run away time to time to see if she would come after her. So far, Draacondra deemed the Trainer worthy of not getting a claw to the face. That was good...right?
[ooc/ You used the wrong 'too'. Too with two o's mean also or more.
'I would like that toy too please.'
So 'Too be honest' wouldn't make sense. If it was something like
'You're too honest' then it would make sense. Just putting that out there~]
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Post by tomackze on Jan 23, 2012 20:43:29 GMT -5
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From it, the Rayquaza then saw the two humans and quickly smiled. >Oh boy! You both look so cool and strong. I wish I had a trainer. I wish someone was able to take me around in battles and help me train and get stronger.< He said out loud. Only problem was, every time someone tried to capture the Rayquaza... Their balls usually ended up exploding right when it was thrown. No matter what ball it was. It seemed, this one was just too hax for anything.
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Post by Sheepy on Jan 26, 2012 13:31:37 GMT -5
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[/i] He said as he gave a glance over at the Gible. How many badges do you have then?” He asked, not wanting to appear rude by not asking her the same question as well. Just then the legendary Pokémon rayquaza appeared before them; he could feel the power radiating from it. He just stared with an open mouth as it went on saying how he wanted to be a trainer’s Pokémon and be trained to be the best at everything. Adam simply just looked at the dragon type; no wonder a trainer could capture him with that power coming off. Heck it wouldn’t even be a surprise, if any type of pokeball was used, that the capture devices just evaporated in front on it. Adam really wanted to say something to the legendary; but for some odd reason when ether he tried to speak no words formed at all. He glanced over at Amber to see what she was doing, hoping that she was reacting the same way as well; you never got to see a legendary this close up before anyway as well. [/center] Notes: Talk:
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Post by Dracken on Mar 3, 2012 11:01:12 GMT -5
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[STYLE=width: 88%; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6); color: #888888; padding: 15px 10px 10px 10px; text-align: justify; margin-left: 5px; margin-top: 5px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16px;] Amber swung her legs in the air. "Well, I'm working on my second badge now. Shouldn't be too long before I have it within my grasp." Amber replied. It was true, however, she had been delaying going to the second gym to train a bit more. So far, her strongest Pokemon were Fang and Stings, the only two that were past lv 16. She wasn't quite sure how she would fair against Paris's Pokemon with just two strong ones. Which is why she headed out here to do some training, but there were no wild Pokemon in the park. Even if there were, they would be crazy to be out in the cold. Unless they were ice or water type, then it would have made sense. Even though the weather wasn't bone chilling, it was still uncomfortable at times when the wind blew. The wind chill was the most bothersome thing of the weather at the moment really.
She was about to say something else when she heard a booming voice. Suddenly, her Gible dropped down from the top of the playset into the snow in front of her. Eyes closed and moaning from the sudden impact to her ears. Amber was confused why her Gible dropped in front of her but looked up to see a Rayquaza fly away. Simply in awe, Amber didn't have any words to say. However, that changed quite quickly when a too familiar voice came into range.
"Amber!" Snapping out of her daze, Amber looked behind her. Her step-brother, Danny, came running to her. He had a small bag in hand and as he came close dropped down on the swing beside her. The blonde handed her the bag and leaned to the side. "I got the donuts you wanted, there's one in there for me too." He said, poking at the paper bag in her hand. Amber nodded and rolled it up after she looked inside. She had forgotten about her step-brother for a moment, realizing she had sent him into town not too long ago to get food.
Danny looked at Adam and looked back at Amber. He leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Did you find yourself a boyfriend or something?" He asked, not even noticing his legs were hitting Draacondra as he moved in the swing. Amber scoffed as she returned the Gible to her Pokeball. "No, just a fellow Trainer. Danny, this is Adam. Adam, this is my step-brother, Danny." Amber said, getting straight to the introductions. The blonde smirked and nodded at Adam. "Sup." He said simply.
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Post by Sheepy on Jun 5, 2012 7:02:41 GMT -5
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[/b] He said with a smile as he placed out a hand for the young blond to grasp and shake; it would be awkward if he didn’t take it, but it would be his lost anyways. However the sound of doughnuts brought a tiny roar from his stomach and Adam gave a small laugh as he patted it. “Looks like the beast requires to be fed soon.” he chuckled, as he thought as to when he was going to grab something to eat. Turning his attention to Danny, he was wondering if the boy was just travelling with his sister for fun, or was in fact carried pokemon with him as well. “So then Danny, your sister said that she was a pokemon trainer, so I was wondering if you was one as well, or did you prefer to go with the coordinator route instead?” Adam asked, whilst he reached down and adjusted the belt carrying his pokeballs slightly, so that they were just slightly sagging down towards the right. [/center] Notes: Talk:
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Post by Dracken on Jun 5, 2012 8:56:50 GMT -5
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Danny didn't hesitate and shook Adam's hand happily. "Yo, since this kid already told you who I am there's no need for introduction from me." He said happily. Stopping as he heard Adam's stomach roar from hunger Danny smirked. "Heh, maybe after we're done here we can treat you in town. We meaning Amber since I have no money from buying her these." Danny said, tossing the bag of food to his sister. She caught it and set it on her lap as she opened it. She scowled and held up three doughnuts. "Hey, idiot, I said I wanted one, not three extra!" Danny rubbed his head sheepishly and snickered. "Oh, well, I might have gotten some extra for our trip to the city." Amber simply shook her head and held a doughnut up for Adam. She smiled and said, "I know it's not a meal, but it should tide you over until you do get a real meal."
Danny almost forgot about Adam's question. He sat down on a swing next to his sister and shook his head. "I'm neither. I came to Cheyenne just to tag around. I've picked up some Pokémon along the way but I can't take the spotlight from Amber, now can I?" He said, winking at his sister. The girl scoffed and turned her head away. The blonde chuckled and looked at Adam. "She's always like this, don't mind her."
[ "Adam was surprised to see another figure turning up out of the blue so quickly, especially with how Amber…it was Amber right?" With how Amber...what? That sentence made no sense. There's a comma after 'However' and it's traveling with one L ]
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