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Post by Dynaon on Jul 13, 2012 16:16:28 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=CellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width: 370px; height: 500px; background-color: #a7a7a7; border-left: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-right: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-top: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-bottom: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-radius: 25px, btable][style=font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #6d6d6d; text-shadow: #424242 1px 1px 1px]The show goes on all night...[/style] [style=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 8px solid #6d6d6d; background: #6d6d6d; border-radius: 20px][/style] [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px]tags: dance; notes: NICE. [/style] | [style=width: 350px; border: 2px solid #6d6d6d; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 0.8; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 15px]Dynaon was left to think on a bench, being brought back to the horrid Verona City. It was here that most of his traumatic childhood took place, but he found joy in this particular location. It was Passion Skies Park, a place he was once brought to by his mother before she abandoned him. This was also the place where some of his battles took place, and constant failure. Such reminders were not good on his childish heart, but a warm person nuzzled against his cheek to comfort him. His little Ralts, Celestia, was always a partner that he could rely on in his time of need. He kept his head held high as he looked to the sun, seeing new horizons on the way.
Celestia was glad that she could spend this quality time with her trainer, Dynaon, but why did he have to be so ignorant to her feelings? If only her psychic abilities allowed her to tell him how she felt. She kept nuzzling against his cheeks, her very own going a bright red due to the close contact. [/style] | [atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px] Celestia [Ralts] [F] Level: 6 Synchronize Growl || Icy Wind || Confusion Overprotective of Dynaon -- Intelligent -- Uptight -- Easily embarrassed. Hit By: None Used: None Battle Modifiers: None Hold Item: Leftovers Health: Full Green [/style] | [atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px] Zorua Egg 1/10 Posts[/style] | [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px]|| 6.0 || 10.0[/style] |
[style=font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center]credit goes to Lunar of Love Stamp and Back To Neverland and On The Edge![/style]
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Post by oblivion on Jul 13, 2012 17:46:15 GMT -5
[atrb=cellspacing,10,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=align,center][atrb=style,width:350px;padding:8px;background-color:#EEC900; border: 1px dashed #000000;-webkit-border-radius: 40px; -moz-border-radius: 40px; border-radius: 40px;][STYLE=width:200px;font-family:georgia;font-size:25px;text-transform:lowercase; color:#999999;border-bottom: 5px solid #DAA520;line-height:15px;text-align:right; margin-left:15px;margin-right: -10px;margin-top:7px;letter-spacing:-2px;]sunshine[/style][STYLE=width:200px;font-family:arial;font-size:15px;text-transform:lowercase; color:#999999;border-bottom:1px solid #CDC1C5;line-height:15px;text-align:justify;margin-left:10px;margin-right:10px;letter-spacing:2px;]summer fun, in the sun[/style]
[/style] [STYLE=width:340px;padding:5px;background-color:#DAA520; font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color #000000;border-top:1px dotted #999999;border-bottom:5px solid #FFA500;margin-bottom:5px;margin-top:10px;text-align:justify;]The sun shone brightly as Kikou seemed to weave in and out of the busy city, her Hoppip, Pippy, riding on her head. The little Pokemon seemed to absorb the sunshine that streamed from the sky. It was Kikou's first time in the city, since first coming to Cheyenne after living in Johto for all of her life. That was how she had met Pippy anyways, in her home on the mountains. Her Hoppip would always be there for her, and Kikou knew that. The city seemed so huge, and disorientating to the girl who was used to living in a small neighborhood where not many people were. She didn't know what to do when she had to ask for directions, and was feeling more confused by the hour during her time in the city. Pippy however, didn't seem worried, and just enjoyed the scenery from atop of Kikou's head, blissfully unaware of the prospect of being lost. After wandering for some more hours, it was mid afternoon, and Kikou's gut feeling told her that she was lost. That wasn't good. Searching the area around her, she just saw a park, and it was slightly less crowded than the hubbub of the city. Heading there, she decided to take a breather and perhaps find help. Reaching up to take Pippy down, she said to her friend, "I think we're lost. Sorry Pippy." The Hoppip now looked worried, and began to float around, not exactly watching where she was going, the perfect recipe for a crash into another person or Pokemon. Pippy Lvl 4 (F) Abilities: Chlorophyll - Leaf Guard Moves: Splash, Synthesis ☼Words;; 260 ☼Tags;; dynaon, ester ☼Notes;; xxx [/style] |
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Post by ESTER on Jul 13, 2012 19:03:46 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:400px; background-color:#f5f5f5; border:1px solid #efefef, bTable][style=border:1px solid #e9e9e9; background-color:#f0f0f0; font-size:10px; font-family:arial; letter-spacing:1px; color:#858585; text-align:justify; padding:20px; margin-bottom:8px]Passion Skies Park. It was a lively park, not overly crowded. Yet pleasant and peaceful during the afternoons, and Cress enjoyed it. The gentle breeze was caressing his face as he exuded a calm demeanor while casually making his way through the park. Lifting his chin, he could see the rays of sunshine poking through the leaves on the trees, making a brilliant display of lightshow on the path as well as the soles of his shoes. Cress took the scenery in over himself, breathing in with his nose as he smiled contently. His brown hair fluttering ever so slightly at the occasional breeze.
He was holding an egg in his arms, an egg of a pokémon he knew not what was. But he held it tightly, loving it like any breeder would. He had never thought of becoming a breeder, but he enjoyed the idea. He was already into it leaving his Teddiursa and Darumaka at the Sol Ranch, and he was really excited of the outcome. Then again his Teddiursa was never the bold type, so he was a bit worried if they'd even end up making any eggs at all. At any rate, the art of breeding was definitely something he could think of doing for a career.
Smiling peacefully, Cress lifted his head again as he closed his eyes briefly. "Ah, days like these just make me go--," Hoppip. A Hoppip suddenly flew onto his face, "mmffffph!" He finished, becoming rather startled at the pokémon that stumbled into his face like that. Well well, Cress knew he had a big mouth, but enough to make a vacuum? Who would have thought. expressing dismay, Cress smirked awkwardly. "Fwan I Fhewlp Hyou?" Yeah, trying speaking with a Hoppip in your face. The boy on the bench a few paces from him was probably laughing himself senseless.
Random egg (Uncommon) ( 1/10 )
x (8, f) - (15, m) BREEDING POST 6/7 [/style][style=width:100px; height:100px; border:1px solid #b7b7b7; background-color:#f5f5f5; float:left; padding:2px; margin:2px][/style][style=border:1px solid #e9e9e9; width:250; height:94px; background-color:#e9e9e9; font-size:9px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing:3px; color:#707070; text-align:right; float:left; padding:5px; margin:2px; overflow:auto] song: x tags: Dynaon, Oblivion notes: Pippy[/style] [style=width:368; height:15px; background-color:#e9e9e9; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; font-weight:bold; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing:6px; color:#707070; text-align:right; float:left; padding:2px; margin:2px]and i never listen to anyone[/style] | |
[style= font-size:9px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing:3px]LAIKA of BTN and OTE[/style]
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Post by Dynaon on Jul 14, 2012 4:10:24 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=CellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width: 370px; height: 500px; background-color: #a7a7a7; border-left: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-right: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-top: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-bottom: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-radius: 25px, btable][style=font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #6d6d6d; text-shadow: #424242 1px 1px 1px]The show goes on all night...[/style] [style=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 8px solid #6d6d6d; background: #6d6d6d; border-radius: 20px][/style] [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px]tags: dance; notes: NICE. [/style] | [style=width: 350px; border: 2px solid #6d6d6d; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 0.8; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 15px]A sudden noise got the trainer's attention, breaking his gaze from the sun for a moment. The sight almost made him burst into laughter, but he merely stifled a giggle as the man had a head on collision with a Hoppip. To add insult to injury, the guy was trying to talk with the Pokémon on his face. After a small fit on laughter on his bench, he got up, Celestia on his shoulder. He took out a small egg, stroking it a little as he approached the pair. "I couldn't help but notice the... erm..." He let another small laugh escape his system before finishing his sentence. "The situation over here, yes."
He looked to his left, to the man who was getting the Hoppip off his face. He was very relieved to find that this was a familiar face. Helping the Hoppip off his face, he had to smile at seeing a friend of his. "Hey, Cress! How have you been since the Graveyard?" At least he wasn't going to be left in a nervous conversation with the woman who owned this Hoppip. [/style] | [atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px] Celestia [Ralts] [F] Level: 6 Synchronize Growl || Icy Wind || Confusion Overprotective of Dynaon -- Intelligent -- Uptight -- Easily embarrassed. Hit By: None Used: None Battle Modifiers: None Hold Item: Leftovers Health: Full Green [/style] | [atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px] Zorua Egg 2/10 Posts[/style] | [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px]|| 6.0 || 10.0[/style] |
[style=font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center]credit goes to Lunar of Love Stamp and Back To Neverland and On The Edge![/style]
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Post by oblivion on Jul 14, 2012 15:02:25 GMT -5
[atrb=cellspacing,10,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=align,center][atrb=style,width:350px;padding:8px;background-color:#EEC900; border: 1px dashed #000000;-webkit-border-radius: 40px; -moz-border-radius: 40px; border-radius: 40px;][STYLE=width:200px;font-family:georgia;font-size:25px;text-transform:lowercase; color:#999999;border-bottom: 5px solid #DAA520;line-height:15px;text-align:right; margin-left:15px;margin-right: -10px;margin-top:7px;letter-spacing:-2px;]sunshine[/style][STYLE=width:200px;font-family:arial;font-size:15px;text-transform:lowercase; color:#999999;border-bottom:1px solid #CDC1C5;line-height:15px;text-align:justify;margin-left:10px;margin-right:10px;letter-spacing:2px;]summer fun, in the sun[/style]
[/style] [STYLE=width:340px;padding:5px;background-color:#DAA520; font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color #000000;border-top:1px dotted #999999;border-bottom:5px solid #FFA500;margin-bottom:5px;margin-top:10px;text-align:justify;]How did this person get here?! Pippy was frozen with surprise, and just clung onto the man's face that she had happened to crash into, like she had no control of her limbs to let go. She stared into the person’s face in surprise, and had an awestruck look on her face. <Eep! Who’re you?> The man made a strange muffled sound, like he was trying to speak, but Pippy wasn’t able to understand, mostly because he sounded extremely silly. Another person came over, and Pippy could hear him laughing, then a hands gently pulling on her. Remembering that she was holding onto the person’s face, she popped off, and twirled in the breeze, with a wide grin on her face for some odd reason. Pippy was always so cheerful, despite being shy. Kikou had lost sight of her Hoppip when it flew off, but quickly found her friend. She had seen the whole scene happen, and was giggling to herself; Pippy was always so silly sometimes. Breaking into a light jog, she headed over to where Pippy was, also seeing that there were two men with her Hoppip. Kikou felt something bump against her leg; that was weird. Slowing down to a stop, and looking behind her, she saw an egg was rolling down the park. Things like that did not happen every day, and Kikou began to chase after the egg, worried that it would break or someone would step on it, like she almost did. With a quick lunge, she scooped it up, and stood up. Looking around the park; no one seemed to have lost an egg, so Kikou just decided to take care of it until someone came looking for an egg. Then remembering her Hoppip with the two strangers, she headed towards them again, and when she was close enough, she realized how both of them were older than her. She felt so shy, and just began to look down on the ground. Pippy spotted her trainer coming and flew over to land on Kikou’s head, upon seeing the egg she stared at it curiously, but didn’t mind much. The two men in front of her already knew each other, Kikou could see that. One of them had just greeted the other. Kikou just felt herself feel even shyer, but she had to apologize to the man that had a collision with her Hoppip. When in ear shot, she blurted out, “I’m so sorry about that. We just got lost, and Pippy was just helping me out. Then the wind blew and then….” Kikou stopped before she started to ramble; it was a strange thing she did when nervous. Pippy Lvl 4 (F) Abilities: Chlorophyll - Leaf Guard Moves: Splash, Synthesis Darumaka egg Hatching Post: 1/15 ☼Words;; 445 ☼Tags;; dynaon, ester ☼Notes;; xxx [/style] |
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Post by ESTER on Jul 14, 2012 15:53:04 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:400px; background-color:#f5f5f5; border:1px solid #efefef, bTable][style=border:1px solid #e9e9e9; background-color:#f0f0f0; font-size:10px; font-family:arial; letter-spacing:1px; color:#858585; text-align:justify; padding:20px; margin-bottom:8px]A little fumbled, Cress wasn't exactly sure how to approach the situation. But conveniently someone came and plucked the Hoppip off of his face, and he seemed rather optimistic. With a cheerful call of his name, Cress found himself dumbstruck for a moment. His eyes rolled down and up to try and recognize the boy who had said his name, who appeared to be a familiar face from before. Cress knew of him, but he didn't know the boy. Feeling a slight discomfort to his comfort zone, Cress lifted a brow as his voice awkwardly played along. "Uh, oh hey there." Still a bit startled, Cress couldn't find the words he was looking for right away. "I-I'm fine, and thank you." His tone of voice evened out in a calm manner. The Hoppip the boy Dynaon had helped off his face seemed to be swirling off and fluttering in the air. Cress had to recall his meeting with Dynaon. Apart from having a curious name, the young boy seemed overly optimistic and content, maybe even naive? Most starting trainers were like this though, and Cress wasn't going to start pointing fingers because of it.
A girl came quickly to claim ownership of the Hoppip, seeming rather bewildered herself. Apparently the park was full of life today, not so soothing as he'd preferred it to be. The Hoppip neatly sat down on the girl's head, as she herself engaged in apologetic rant upon realizing how her pokémon had collided with Cress' face. His lips couldn't help but form a casual smirk. Correcting his composure, making sure the egg in his arms was held straight, Cress cocked his head lightly at the girl. "Hey don't worry about it, I love Hoppip," He chuckled carefully, his eyes steadily analyzing her figure. "We've got lots of them back in Johto, and I really don't mind." He tried his best to comfort the girl. She seemed rather young and innocent, maybe she had just started on her journey as well? At any rate it was clear he was the taller of the bunch, and possibly the older one as well. Cress wasn't sure how to respond to the situation in all honesty, but wandering off would just seem rude.
Feeling the social pressure, Cress breathed out lightly to keep his calm on. "So, are both of you lost?" He figured he could ask, reminding himself how that could actually sound kind of condescending. Sure they looked young, but it wasn't his place to judge. Neither did he intend to. Which was when he noticed that he wasn't the only one carrying an egg, they all were. However these two also has pokémon with them, a Ralts and a Hoppip. Cress figured a conversation starter would be the best option, however he still wasn't quite comfortable, not that he let anyone see it. He was mature that way. "Looks like you're fully fledged pokémon trainers, huh?" He inquired, shooting out a conversational topic he guessed both of them would jump on.
Random egg (uncommon) ( 2/10 ) [/style][style=width:100px; height:100px; border:1px solid #b7b7b7; background-color:#f5f5f5; float:left; padding:2px; margin:2px][/style][style=border:1px solid #e9e9e9; width:250; height:94px; background-color:#e9e9e9; font-size:9px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing:3px; color:#707070; text-align:right; float:left; padding:5px; margin:2px; overflow:auto] song: x tags: Dynaon, Oblivion notes: Watching Code Lyoko~~[/style] [style=width:368; height:15px; background-color:#e9e9e9; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; font-weight:bold; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing:6px; color:#707070; text-align:right; float:left; padding:2px; margin:2px]and i never listen to anyone[/style] | |
[style= font-size:9px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing:3px]LAIKA of BTN and OTE[/style]
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Post by Dynaon on Jul 14, 2012 17:09:08 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=CellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width: 370px; height: 500px; background-color: #a7a7a7; border-left: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-right: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-top: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-bottom: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-radius: 25px, btable][style=font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #6d6d6d; text-shadow: #424242 1px 1px 1px]The show goes on all night...[/style] [style=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 8px solid #6d6d6d; background: #6d6d6d; border-radius: 20px][/style] [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px]tags: dance; notes: NICE. [/style] | [style=width: 350px; border: 2px solid #6d6d6d; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 0.8; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 15px]It was quickly apparent that Cress didn't seem to be all too familiar with Dynaon's presence, but that was alright. He was just glad to see a familiar face between the three of them. Speaking of unknown, he looked over to the young woman within the trio, a blonde haired woman with beautiful sapphire eyes. He found that his face was going bright red at the mere sight of her, but he wasn't going to lose his cool in front of her. She was just a girl, right? He quickly extended his hand over to her in a nervous fashion, a little frightened at the possibility of her hating him. He was always paranoid like this, especially when meeting new people. The children of Verona City really did do a number on him. "H-Hello there." Stammering. That was a bad move. So much for keeping his cool. "M-My name is Dynaon, and this is my partner, Celestia." His gaze motioned over to the small Ralts that was sitting on his shoulder. Thinking she already shook his hand, or rejected the greeting, he resumed to stroke the small egg he had in his grasp.
Celestia, on the other hand, gave a condescending glare toward the woman. She could see that Dynaon was stumbling all over for this girl. Was Celestia jealous? She wouldn't admit such a thought! She gave a small wave and crossed her arms, looking away in a small fit of anger. Her trainer was her trainer, and she wanted him all to herself, no matter what anyone else said.
As Dynaon looked over to Cress, hearing his question about being lost, he merely scratched the back of his head, a nervous laugh coming after the action. "Well, no, not really. I just wanted to take a small stroll down memory lane before I really got on my journey, you know?" Verona City had a very corrupted past with him, but the park was a nice place to stay with his partner. She always seemed to give him strength when he was at his weakest. Then there was something said about him being a full fledged trainer. "Well, I mean, I wouldn't call myself that just yet. I'm more like a budding flower. I'm not quite there yet, but I'm getting better every day!" Now hearing one of the things that actually gave him confidence, he gave a big thumbs up, paired off with an innocent smile! [/style] | [atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px] Celestia [Ralts] [F] Level: 6 Synchronize Growl || Icy Wind || Confusion Overprotective of Dynaon -- Intelligent -- Uptight -- Easily embarrassed. Hit By: None Used: None Battle Modifiers: None Hold Item: Leftovers Health: Full Green [/style] | [atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px] Zorua Egg 3/10 Posts[/style] | [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px]|| 6.0 || 10.0[/style] |
[style=font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center]credit goes to Lunar of Love Stamp and Back To Neverland and On The Edge![/style]
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Post by oblivion on Jul 15, 2012 19:36:43 GMT -5
[atrb=cellspacing,10,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=align,center][atrb=style,width:350px;padding:8px;background-color:#EEC900; border: 1px dashed #000000;-webkit-border-radius: 40px; -moz-border-radius: 40px; border-radius: 40px;][STYLE=width:200px;font-family:georgia;font-size:25px;text-transform:lowercase; color:#999999;border-bottom: 5px solid #DAA520;line-height:15px;text-align:right; margin-left:15px;margin-right: -10px;margin-top:7px;letter-spacing:-2px;]sunshine[/style][STYLE=width:200px;font-family:arial;font-size:15px;text-transform:lowercase; color:#999999;border-bottom:1px solid #CDC1C5;line-height:15px;text-align:justify;margin-left:10px;margin-right:10px;letter-spacing:2px;]summer fun, in the sun[/style]
[/style] [STYLE=width:340px;padding:5px;background-color:#DAA520; font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color #000000;border-top:1px dotted #999999;border-bottom:5px solid #FFA500;margin-bottom:5px;margin-top:10px;text-align:justify;] The older man didn't look too bothered about the head on collision with Pippy, so Kikou relaxed just a bit. She hugged the egg to her body, still worried for it. How strange, since she had just gotten the egg. When she heard the older man mention how he had come from Johto, Kikou brightened considerably, "Really? I came from there myself! That's where I met Pippy." She gestured to the Hoppip on her head, keeping one arm down to support the egg she was holding. When Pippy heard the man mention how he liked Hoppip, she gave a wide grin to him. Turning her attention to the other boy as he stepped up and held out his hand, she heard him mention his name and his partner's. Dynaon and Celestia. Those were nice names, especially the nice mysterious ring to Celestia's name. Although, he was stuttering a lot, she didn't really notice, nor cared and introduced herself as well. "It seems as though I forgot to say my name. I'm Kikou, and I think you two have already met Pippy." She was happy to meet two new people, but for some odd reason, the Pokemon on Dynaon's shoulder didn't seem that friendly. It just gave a wave and coldly turned away. Kikou gave a smile to the Pokemon anyways, hopefully they would be able to get along. She didn't recognize the green and white Pokemon, but didn't pull out her Pokedex while in the middle of a conversation; she'd save that for later. When hearing the older man's questions, Kikou admitted, "Yeah...I was just wandering around town, then couldn't find the hotel I was staying in," giving a sheepish grin. When inquired about being a full-fledged Pokemon trainer, Kikou shook her head, "Oh no, I'm not that advanced. I'd just say I'm a beginner, a bird about to spread its wings for the first time." Pippy Lvl 4 (F) Abilities: Chlorophyll - Leaf Guard Moves: Splash, Synthesis Darumaka egg Hatching Post: 2/15 ☼Words;; xxx ☼Tags;; dynaon, ester ☼Notes;; xxx [/style] |
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Post by ESTER on Jul 15, 2012 22:56:00 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:400px; background-color:#f5f5f5; border:1px solid #efefef, bTable][style=border:1px solid #e9e9e9; background-color:#f0f0f0; font-size:10px; font-family:arial; letter-spacing:1px; color:#858585; text-align:justify; padding:20px; margin-bottom:8px]So not just one, but two budding sprouts was what Cress was up against. So his speculations were right after all, these two were both trainers starting out on their journey. And both were visiting the city for their own reasons, he supposed. Cress himself was no exception there. However he got a reaction from the girl Kikou that he had not expected, apparently she was from Johto as well. And she was mighty excited about it. Heh, well Cress was happy about that, it was nice to meet a fellow trainer from Johto. "It's nice to meet both of you, Kikou, Dynaon." Although he had seen Dynaon before, greeting again wasn't that big of a deal really. They didn't know each other anyway. Secondly Cress shifted a smile from the Hoppip to Ralts, greeting those two as well. His expression carried a mild vibe, as his brown hues casually followed their conversation of speech. Though he couldn't help but chuckle softly at the grin on Pippy's face, Hoppip always looked adorable with their absentminded grins.
"Well, I'm sure both of you have paths you want to follow," he uttered, his gaze tumbling down slightly, "and it's good that you know your limits." He stated. Since both of them admitted to being starting trainers, he could tell. They knew they were just starting out, and that they could only do so much right now. But looking forward, striving to achieve their goal no matter what came in their way? That took courage. He might have just been stretching it a bit too far, but oh why not. New trainers were always so full of hope, and Cress couldn't stand in the way of that.
Holding his egg properly with one arm to his chest, his other arm reached down into his bag. "Well I see both of you have your pokémon out, so I guess it's only polite that I introduce my first pokémon." Cress paced forward a little, stepping out on the grassy plain of the park. As he turned halfway to face the two trainers, his hand fumbled up a pokéball from his bag. Holding the ball up to the air, "Come on, Spookz!" Cress released his ghostly pokémon, as the bright red light materialized into a Gastly. The round oddball zigzagged up and down upon release, and circled Cress once before settling down, as it hovered casually mid-air. With a big open grin, and its large eyes, he looked as goofy as ever. >Gaaaastleh!< He cried softly, as Cress meanwhile chucked his pokéball back into his bag. "Everyone, meet Spooky. My Gastly." Cress introduced, "He's a bit of a special case." he teased his ghost companion. Gastly merely shifted upside down, watching the situation with a puzzling look.
Random egg (uncommon) ( 3/10 ) [/style][style=width:100px; height:100px; border:1px solid #b7b7b7; background-color:#f5f5f5; float:left; padding:2px; margin:2px][/style][style=border:1px solid #e9e9e9; width:250; height:94px; background-color:#e9e9e9; font-size:9px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing:3px; color:#707070; text-align:right; float:left; padding:5px; margin:2px; overflow:auto] song: CELADON CITY tags: Dynaon, Oblivion notes: Let's "ghost" up the place.[/style] [style=width:368; height:15px; background-color:#e9e9e9; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; font-weight:bold; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing:6px; color:#707070; text-align:right; float:left; padding:2px; margin:2px]and i never listen to anyone[/style] | |
[style= font-size:9px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing:3px]LAIKA of BTN and OTE[/style]
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Post by Dynaon on Jul 17, 2012 11:00:45 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=CellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width: 370px; height: 500px; background-color: #a7a7a7; border-left: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-right: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-top: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-bottom: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-radius: 25px, btable][style=font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #6d6d6d; text-shadow: #424242 1px 1px 1px]The show goes on all night...[/style] [style=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 8px solid #6d6d6d; background: #6d6d6d; border-radius: 20px][/style] [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px]tags: dance; notes: NICE. [/style] | [style=width: 350px; border: 2px solid #6d6d6d; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 0.8; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 15px]Dynaon lightly stroked his egg as Cress decided to congratulate them on knowing that they can only do so much at the moment. Dynaon only had three Pokemon at the moment, and two eggs, so he wasn't the most seasoned trainer. It's not much to admit, it is just a common fact. It didn't exactly stop him from feeling so flattered though, his cheeks going a little red at the compliment. Then Cress spoke of showing them his very first Pokemon, and Dynaon got a very bad feeling in the pit of his stomach. As the Pokemon exited the red and white orb he got out of his backpack, his feeling was so very right. It was a Gastly.
Off of mere reaction, he hugged Kikou out of sheer fright. His face was pale and he was almost breaking out into a cold sweat. Once he realized what he was doing, his face went beet red. Twiddling his fingers, he stammered and struggled to come up with some sort of excuse. "I-I'm sorry, I just... have a bad history with Gastly. No offense, Spooky." Looking over to Kikou, he saw the Hoppip that was hanging around her. That had to be her first Pokemon, just like how Celestia was his first.
"So, Kikou..." He was still a little off from the Gastly, but he was doing a decent job of keeping his cool. "I hear there's a nice cafe around here. Maybe you'd allow me to treat you to something to make up for my small mistake?" A nervous laugh came after his comment, scratching the back of his head and closing his eyes in a sweet way. His gaze then shifted over to Cress and Spooky. "Why don't you join us?" Another thumbs up came after that. He did wonder what was spurring his own sudden generosity. [/style] | [atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px] Celestia [Ralts] [F] Level: 8 Synchronize Growl || Icy Wind || Confusion Overprotective of Dynaon -- Intelligent -- Uptight -- Easily embarrassed. Hit By: None Used: None Battle Modifiers: None Hold Item: Leftovers Health: Full Green [/style] | [atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px] Zorua Egg 4/10 Posts[/style] | [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px][/style] |
[style=font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center]credit goes to Lunar of Love Stamp and Back To Neverland and On The Edge![/style]
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Post by oblivion on Jul 17, 2012 16:09:16 GMT -5
[atrb=cellspacing,10,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=align,center][atrb=style,width:350px;padding:8px;background-color:#EEC900; border: 1px dashed #000000;-webkit-border-radius: 40px; -moz-border-radius: 40px; border-radius: 40px;][STYLE=width:200px;font-family:georgia;font-size:25px;text-transform:lowercase; color:#999999;border-bottom: 5px solid #DAA520;line-height:15px;text-align:right; margin-left:15px;margin-right: -10px;margin-top:7px;letter-spacing:-2px;]sunshine[/style][STYLE=width:200px;font-family:arial;font-size:15px;text-transform:lowercase; color:#999999;border-bottom:1px solid #CDC1C5;line-height:15px;text-align:justify;margin-left:10px;margin-right:10px;letter-spacing:2px;]summer fun, in the sun[/style]
[/style] [STYLE=width:340px;padding:5px;background-color:#DAA520; font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color #000000;border-top:1px dotted #999999;border-bottom:5px solid #FFA500;margin-bottom:5px;margin-top:10px;text-align:justify;] Kikou wasn’t that good of a trainer, since she just only started, and the only Pokemon she had with her was a Carvanha she had caught by accident. It didn’t even like her, though not all Pokemon make bonds right when meeting their trainer. Just like Pippy. When hearing the compliment given by the other man, she just gave a small shrug, not really liking to be called out for things, good or bad. She appreciated his comment, though, but was modest about it. There was also the egg she had, though it wasn’t technically hers in the first place, yet she felt almost a connection to what was inside. It was warm, and when she held it she felt as though she were a mother. The comment from the older man made her feel like she was in the spotlight, and she felt like hiding behind someone. She never liked being the one everyone would stare at. When the older man brought out a Pokeball, Kikou was excited to see what would come out. It was always fun to see what Pokemon trainers were paired with, and to see them have fun together. What came out of the Pokeball was an orb with two eyes and mouth, gas engulfing it. Kikou thought it was familiar, but what was it called again? Upon hearing the sound it made, she grinned. So it was a Gastly, that's right, and what a funny Pokemon as well. She began to say, “He’s so sil—,“but before finishing her statement, Kikou was felt herself almost tackled by Dynaon. Fumbling with the egg, she made sure it wasn’t going to be crushed, and tightened her grip so that she wouldn’t drop it. Her face flushed red, and she wore a surprised look on her face. Dynaon let go, and Kikou still didn’t know what to say. Upon hearing Dynaon’s explanation about his actions, Kikou nodded. She caught the bit about how Dynaon had a bad history with Gastly, and that sparked her curiosity. Wonder what happened? she thought. "I hear there's a nice cafe around here. Maybe you'd allow me to treat you to something to make up for my small mistake?" Kikou nodded her head with bright smile on her face; she didn’t give a second thought to his so-called “mistake”. When people are afraid, then sometimes they do things without thinking, and besides, she believed in forgiving and forgetting. Turning to the older man and Spooky, she waited for their answer. Pippy Lvl 4 (F) Abilities: Chlorophyll - Leaf Guard Moves: Splash, Synthesis Darumaka egg Hatching Post: 3/15 ☼Words;; xxx ☼Tags;; dynaon, ester ☼Notes;; Why is it this post sounds funny to me? Sorry guys. :P [/style] |
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Post by ESTER on Jul 17, 2012 16:52:18 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:400px; background-color:#f5f5f5; border:1px solid #efefef, bTable][style=border:1px solid #e9e9e9; background-color:#f0f0f0; font-size:10px; font-family:arial; letter-spacing:1px; color:#858585; text-align:justify; padding:20px; margin-bottom:8px]Oh that. Cress couldn't help but let a devious smirk occupy the corner of his smile. He had vaguely remembered that this Dynaon character were afraid of ghosts, at least wary of Gastly anyway. He wasn't quite sure he was like this, but the boy probably had his reasons. Indifferently Cress raised a brow at the spectacle before him, with the two of them colliding together and flushing up like tomatoes. Geez, it was so obvious. Cress was trying to keep a little chuckle to himself, the sight was actually kind of cute. Both of them looked naive and optimistic, probably a match made in heaven. But they were still young in his eyes, and Cress scoffed it off with the thought of it being nothing more than a children's petty romance. It was a bit awkward like that, he just found himself staring as the two of them exchanged bashful smalltalk, fumbling with words and not always knowing what to say. Honestly, it reminded Cress of how horrible his Valentines Days used to be. With no luck. Well, these two seemed to get off on the right foot at least, giving them some extra leverage wouldn't hurt.
Gently making sure he held his egg properly with his left arm, the brown haired boy approached the two young trainers. With a playful grin discreetly taking shape on his face, Cress went between them and carefully pushed them forward. His right arm now pushing on Dynaon's shoulder as he could only walk closely behind Kikou to have her follow in the same direction. "Let's go you two," His mirthful voice carried in amusement, almost humming to himself. "You two need to get to know each other better. Yep." His cheerful voice went on. He almost felt like some sort of big brother, taller than both of them to boot. The idea wasn't too bad, he could leave a positive impression on younger starting trainers this way. Sure he could learn something from them too, but that wasn't initially on his mind really. The Gastly hovered along quietly, swirling about and zigzagging now and again. Just for fun, the harmless ghost would pop up in front of Dynaon's face upside down, just because he knew he was an easy target.
Upon arrival to the café, Cress thought it be best to leave the two innocent souls to themselves for a bit. As he gestured for them to move along, "I've got someone I need to pick up from the Pokémon Center," Cress' exuberantly stated, followed with, "Don't worry, I won't be long." Before he headed in the opposite direction from the café, Cress leaned in over Dynaon's shoulder, quietly he whispered, "Oh you beast...!" Bumping his elbow into the young boy. Maybe Dynaon didn't realize, but Gastly was leaning in over his other shoulder at that moment. Heh. sfagftjufnsf dujrydn And so Cress skedaddled off and away in the most circumspect way he could possibly think of. Grinning cheerfully, almost creepily, as he waved at the pair before temporarily leaving the scene. Dynaon and Kikou were now by themselves.
Random egg (uncommon) ( 4/10 ) [/style][style=width:100px; height:100px; border:1px solid #b7b7b7; background-color:#f5f5f5; float:left; padding:2px; margin:2px][/style][style=border:1px solid #e9e9e9; width:250; height:94px; background-color:#e9e9e9; font-size:9px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing:3px; color:#707070; text-align:right; float:left; padding:5px; margin:2px; overflow:auto] song: RECOLLECTIONS tags: Dynaon, Oblivion notes: Kekekekekekekekeke.[/style] [style=width:368; height:15px; background-color:#e9e9e9; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; font-weight:bold; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing:6px; color:#707070; text-align:right; float:left; padding:2px; margin:2px]and i never listen to anyone[/style] | |
[style= font-size:9px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing:3px]LAIKA of BTN and OTE[/style]
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Post by Dynaon on Jul 17, 2012 18:06:20 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=CellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width: 370px; height: 500px; background-color: #a7a7a7; border-left: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-right: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-top: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-bottom: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-radius: 25px, btable][style=font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #6d6d6d; text-shadow: #424242 1px 1px 1px]The show goes on all night...[/style] [style=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 8px solid #6d6d6d; background: #6d6d6d; border-radius: 20px][/style] [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px]tags: kikou; ester; notes: Pssh. [/style] | [style=width: 350px; border: 2px solid #6d6d6d; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 0.8; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 15px]Glad that they both accepted his offer, he was about to head off for the cafe. Suddenly, Cress was pushing him forward with his hand, with Kikou following aside Dynaon. His face went a little red when Cress spoke of the two of them getting to know each other a little better. Why was he getting so embarrassed? He simply tried to walk on the path to the cafe, when suddenly Spooks came back in front of him, scaring the very life out of his soul. His face went a little pale, but upon looking at Kikou, he took in a deep breath of air and exhaled, just getting over it for the moment. This Gastly was tame, it would not... do those things, not like the others in the Slums of Verona City. Plus, he kind of wanted to keep a level head in front of Kikou. Why did she look closer than before? Oh man, did he really get that close to her off of reaction? Idiot!
Upon arriving at the cafe, they looked around before Cress decided to head off, mentioning having to get something at the Pokémon Center. Dynaon knew better, sending a slight glare Cress's way. Sneaky little... |
[/b] As the eldest of the trio fled, his gaze was brought over to Kikou. Now that they were alone, he was actually taking in her features for the first time. Cute blonde hair, beautiful blue eyes, sweet smile. He looked to the ground, and his face was still going red as usual. Real smooth. "Hey, Celestia, how about you go hang out with Pippy?" Celestia gave an angered nod and jumped off his shoulder, a little teary-eyed. He did wonder what was up with her recent behavior, but he shrugged it off for the time being. He strolled over to a table, hoping that Kikou would follow suit. He pulled a chair out for her, to be polite to such a young lady. Thinking that she sat down, she pushed her chair in to make sure she was set up, and then sat down himself. A waiter came over to their table, and took out a small pad. "So, what shall we be ordering today?" Dynaon smiled over to Kikou softly, then looked to the waiter. "It is all my treat. The lovely lady can have anything she wants." His smile still soft and his cheeks still bright red, he awaited the order she would make, stroking his egg as he did so. Meanwhile, Celestia slumped over to a small slide, where she sat down and buried her face into her lap. Why did he have to be so ignorant to her feelings? Why couldn't she master telepathy to tell him what she has felt for oh so long?[/blockquote][/style][/td][/tr] [tr][td][atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px] Celestia [Ralts] [F]Level: 8 SynchronizeGrowl || Icy Wind || Confusion Overprotective of Dynaon -- Intelligent -- Uptight -- Easily embarrassed. Hit By: None Used: None Battle Modifiers: None Hold Item: Leftovers Health: Full Green [/style][/td][/tr] [tr][td][atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px] Zorua Egg5/10 Posts[/style][/td][/tr] [tr][td][style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px] [/style][/td][/tr][/table][style=font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center]credit goes to Lunar of Love Stamp and Back To Neverland and On The Edge![/style][/center]
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Post by oblivion on Jul 18, 2012 15:58:55 GMT -5
[atrb=cellspacing,10,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=align,center][atrb=style,width:350px;padding:8px;background-color:#EEC900; border: 1px dashed #000000;-webkit-border-radius: 40px; -moz-border-radius: 40px; border-radius: 40px;][STYLE=width:200px;font-family:georgia;font-size:25px;text-transform:lowercase; color:#999999;border-bottom: 5px solid #DAA520;line-height:15px;text-align:right; margin-left:15px;margin-right: -10px;margin-top:7px;letter-spacing:-2px;]sunshine[/style][STYLE=width:200px;font-family:arial;font-size:15px;text-transform:lowercase; color:#999999;border-bottom:1px solid #CDC1C5;line-height:15px;text-align:justify;margin-left:10px;margin-right:10px;letter-spacing:2px;]summer fun, in the sun[/style]
[/style] [STYLE=width:340px;padding:5px;background-color:#DAA520; font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color #000000;border-top:1px dotted #999999;border-bottom:5px solid #FFA500;margin-bottom:5px;margin-top:10px;text-align:justify;] So the group would be going together to the café, Kikou was excited to get to know her new acquaintances better. However, she still wasn’t sure if she wanted to leave the park just yet, since she didn’t know if the egg was truly just abandoned. It would be extremely saddening if that was the case; who would just leave an egg behind like that? But before she could decide whether to wait a bit longer, Cress had started off into a direction, while also pushing her and Dynaon as well. Eep! Taking a tighter hold of the Pokemon egg, she was rushed in the direction that the man was directing her. However, getting over her initial shock, she just went along with it. Hearing what Cress said, she was curious, did the older man not wish to join them? Catching sight of the Ghastly, Kikou saw it pop in front of Dynaon; the boy paled, but didn’t seem to panic like before. That was good. She didn’t want to see anyone look so freaked out, it made her feel sad, yet she didn’t know why. Maybe it was because she just didn’t like to see people, or Pokemon, feel discomfort or pain. Once they arrived at the café, Cress just gestured to her and Dynaon to go on, as he said he had to go to the Pokemon Center. Kikou didn’t give a second thought about it though, and just believed what Cress said. Yup, she just believed most things others said, without a second thought to it. Although, Kikou noticed Cress seemed to be oddly happy with himself, seeming to just dance away from the place. Kikou felt a bit awkward, and just stared at the ground, not sure how to start a conversation. However, when Dynaon began to head for a table, she followed after; taking a seat in the chair the boy had pulled out. She admired the manners of Dynaon, not many boys Kikou had met in the past acted like him. Though, she hadn’t met many boys back in Johto in the first place, living up in the mountains her whole life. When Kikou heard Dynaon’s generous offer, she felt some guilt. She had just met him, and now she was just going to use up the boy’s money. Deciding to order something that wouldn’t be too much, Kikou looked over the menu and chose a small sundae. It was warm that day, and she was in the mood for something sweet. The egg was still in her arms, since she was afraid that if she put it down, she’d lose it. She was sorry to see Celestia leave, since Kikou hoped to become friends with the Pokemon. But maybe they would get to know each other later. Hoping to strike up a conversation, Kikou said, “Um…it’s really nice of you to treat me, so thanks,” it was almost a soft murmur. Oh why did she have to be so shy? Pippy flew off in the direction of the Ralts, landing nearby the Psychic type. The psychic type looked sad, and Pippy didn’t know why, but she wanted to understand! She was determined to try and help…until she was distracted by the shiny spoons that were on the counter. Shaking her head, she turned back to the Ralts. <Um…um……..> Uh oh, the Hoppip didn’t know what to say. Shuffling a bit, she mustered up the courage to at least say something. <H-hi there! I’m Pippy!> There, only a slight bit of stammering. Continuing on, Pippy said, <Is something wrong? You seemed so upset about something.> Pippy Lvl 4 (F) Abilities: Chlorophyll - Leaf Guard Moves: Splash, Synthesis Darumaka egg Hatching Post: 4/15 ☼Words;; 601 ☼Tags;; dynaon, ester ☼Notes;; well isn't someone here a mr. matchmaker xD [/style] |
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Post by ESTER on Jul 18, 2012 17:19:24 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:400px; background-color:#f5f5f5; border:1px solid #efefef, bTable][style=border:1px solid #e9e9e9; background-color:#f0f0f0; font-size:10px; font-family:arial; letter-spacing:1px; color:#858585; text-align:justify; padding:20px; margin-bottom:8px]Cress was wondering, would the two be okay by themselves? Although being young as they were, they surely wouldn't get lost if they had each other. And if his own expectations were correct, Dynaon wouldn't let anything happen. Yeah, Cress had to chuckle a bit, that boy sure made him think back on his younger teenage days. Before he grew up and got all murk and gloomy handsome.
The pokémon center wasn't too far away, then again Cress figured such a big city probably had several of them. As he got close, the glassdoors pulled back to allow him entrance into the premises. There were a few trainers in there, as well as other people, both short and tall. There was also a slight line by the chopping counter, since the clerk looked to be a bit clumsy dropping down a stack of potions. They might have been new parttimers. What Cress was here for on the other hand was the PC located on the end of the counter where Nurse Joy was, further inside the center. Pressing a button on the big digital box, the computer gave off some beeping noises, as the screen flashed up requesting log-in information. He had to place the egg in his arms on the counter next to him, since he needed both hands to type in his personal log-on and password on the old dusty computer. As he did so, the screen dinged in approval as it took him to his pokémon box online. Squinting his eyes a bit, the trainer moved his hand to the mouse as he navigated himself to the pokémon he was intent on withdrawing. Hoppip. As he double clicked on the icon, he hit the 'enter' button in confirmation. And that's all it took really. From behind the counter, a machine would spawn the Hoppip's pokéball over the course of a few seconds it took to materialize the ball.
"Is this the pokémon you withdrew?" The voice of a Nurse Joy beckoned in his direction. As Cress logged out, he picked up his egg from the counter and replied, "Yes miss, that's my little Hoppip." Holding his egg tightly with both arms, he nodded in affirmation. "Would you give me your name, please?" "Voltaire, Crescendo." The man said this showing her his pokédex ID. "Alright, you're all clear! Here you go mister Crescendo. Have a nice day!" "Thank youuu," Cress smiled cheerfully.
He chucked the pokédex back into his pocket, gently taking the Hoppip's pokéball from Nurse Joy. It might seem like a big deal, but this was how pokémon transfers were executed. They had to verify your identity upon transfers, both deposits and withdrawals. But it was to make sure you weren't an impostor, or a scammer. After all, Team Death were often on the move to try and steal pokémon from trainers they deemed unworthy. Hacking into someone's box probably wasn't out of their league either. At any rate, Cress had gotten what he came for. With no further ado, he released the Hoppip from her pokéball, "Cashew!" the trainer called. Out came the cute little pink pokémon, fluttering around in the air with a nervous expression on her face. >Hoooopp.< She uttered in her Hoppip voice, wondering where they were. As Cress chucked her pokéball in the bag he strapped over his shoulder, hanging by the waist, he greeted his lovely adorable friend. "Cashew! Hop on my head, we're going somewhere to meet a friend.~" His voice ended on a happy note, as the Hoppip looked questionably curious. The long grass antennae on her head wiggled, as the Hoppip carefully fluttered over to sit comfortably on her trainer's head. Cress' hair was shaggy and mid-length, so it was actually very soft to touch. The Hoppip expressed alleviation as she snuggled herself into place. It tickled slightly, since Cress made a wry face with a sheepish smirk. "H-Hey you. Let's go then." With a lovingly content grin expressed by Hoppip, she and her trainer exited the premises of the center to head back to the café.
Random egg (uncommon) ( 5/10 ) [/style][style=width:100px; height:100px; border:1px solid #b7b7b7; background-color:#f5f5f5; float:left; padding:2px; margin:2px][/style][style=border:1px solid #e9e9e9; width:250; height:94px; background-color:#e9e9e9; font-size:9px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing:3px; color:#707070; text-align:right; float:left; padding:5px; margin:2px; overflow:auto] song: RECOLLECTIONS tags: Dynaon, Oblivion notes: Gasp, where did Gastly go? ;')[/style] [style=width:368; height:15px; background-color:#e9e9e9; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; font-weight:bold; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing:6px; color:#707070; text-align:right; float:left; padding:2px; margin:2px]and i never listen to anyone[/style] | |
[style= font-size:9px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing:3px]LAIKA of BTN and OTE[/style]
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Post by Dynaon on Jul 18, 2012 19:47:48 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=CellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width: 370px; height: 500px; background-color: #a7a7a7; border-left: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-right: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-top: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-bottom: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-radius: 25px, btable][style=font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #6d6d6d; text-shadow: #424242 1px 1px 1px]The show goes on all night...[/style] [style=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 8px solid #6d6d6d; background: #6d6d6d; border-radius: 20px][/style] [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px]tags: Kikou; Ester notes: Sheesh... [/style] | [style=width: 350px; border: 2px solid #6d6d6d; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 0.8; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 15px]Dynaon watched over the young woman as she made her order. He couldn't help but have his cheeks go red in reaction to her grace, smiling the biggest innocent smile that he could muster up at the moment. She ordered a sundae, quite the appropriate dish for such a hot day. He thought over it for a moment as the waiter came over to him with his order. He thought that the sundae was a very good idea to go with today. "I'll have what she's having, if you don't mind." The waiter gave Dynaon a slight bow and nodded, agreeing with such an order for a hot day. "Very good, sir. Please be patient as we make your order." Dynaon nodded back, the waiter leaving their table.
He grinned over to Kikou, who seemed to be talking ever so softly. Even her voice was something that almost made him feel like he wasn't worthy of her presence. "It's really no problem, Kikou..." His voice was softer than usual. Was his shyness kicking in too? Why was he acting so weird around Kikou? "I mean, you're a nice girl. You deserve to be treated right!" Maybe his shyness was beginning to wear off, his comments were somewhat bold. He got up from the table, pushing his chair in as he looked to Kikou's blue eyes. "Excuse me for a moment." He went around the corner of the cafe, trying to find a waiter around.
He managed to find a waiter after a few seconds of searching, walking over toward the man as he stroked his egg. "Hello, sir?" He politely greeted the waiter, which got his attention almost instantly. He walked over to Dynaon, wondering what he might need. "Yes... I was wondering if you could put my egg somewhere safe for right now? I have a bad feeling about the future, and I don't want the little guy to get hurt in any way." The man kissed the tips of his fingers and took the egg from Dynaon's arms. "I shall protect her with my life, monsieur." He smiled, heading back to the table to see Kikou again.
Celestia watched as the Hoppip approached her, so she wiped her tears away to make sure she didn't get the wrong impression about her. <I'm just a little sad... Maybe jealous. My trainer seems to have taken an interest in that Kikou.> |
[/i] She did not know that Pippy was Kikou's Pokemon, so she was speaking a little too freely. Celestia got up from her sitting position and got in front of the slide, her gaze aimed at Kikou. <I won't allow anyone to steal away my Dynaon!>[/i] Now she was definitely angry enough to attack. Focusing her power into her breath, she let an Icy Wind fly out at Kikou, making sure it had all of her power infused into it. Dynaon came around the corner, seeing that Celestia was preparing to attack. Why was she doing such a thing... And why was she aiming at Kikou?! Suddenly, for the first time in so very long, he broke into a full-blown sprint. He was now in front of Kikou, putting up a cross block to the attack. The Icy Wind hit his arms, the subzero temperature hitting him head-on. Small pieces of ice formed on his arms as he got slammed back, his back sliding to where his body was close to Kikou's chair. He was a little tired all of a sudden, but he shrugged it off, giving a nervous laugh over to Kikou. "W-Woops!"[/blockquote][/style][/td][/tr] [tr][td][atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px] Celestia [Ralts] [F]Level: 8 SynchronizeGrowl || Icy Wind || Confusion Overprotective of Dynaon -- Intelligent -- Uptight -- Easily embarrassed. Hit By: None Used: None Battle Modifiers: None Hold Item: Leftovers Health: Full Green [/style][/td][/tr] [tr][td][atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px] Zorua Egg6/10 Posts[/style][/td][/tr] [tr][td][style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px] [/style][/td][/tr][/table][style=font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center]credit goes to Lunar of Love Stamp and Back To Neverland and On The Edge![/style][/center]
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Post by oblivion on Jul 19, 2012 23:16:42 GMT -5
[atrb=cellspacing,10,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=align,center][atrb=style,width:350px;padding:8px;background-color:#EEC900; border: 1px dashed #000000;-webkit-border-radius: 40px; -moz-border-radius: 40px; border-radius: 40px;][STYLE=width:200px;font-family:georgia;font-size:25px;text-transform:lowercase; color:#999999;border-bottom: 5px solid #DAA520;line-height:15px;text-align:right; margin-left:15px;margin-right: -10px;margin-top:7px;letter-spacing:-2px;]sunshine[/style][STYLE=width:200px;font-family:arial;font-size:15px;text-transform:lowercase; color:#999999;border-bottom:1px solid #CDC1C5;line-height:15px;text-align:justify;margin-left:10px;margin-right:10px;letter-spacing:2px;]summer fun, in the sun[/style]
[/style] [STYLE=width:340px;padding:5px;background-color:#DAA520; font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color #000000;border-top:1px dotted #999999;border-bottom:5px solid #FFA500;margin-bottom:5px;margin-top:10px;text-align:justify;] Kikou looked out the window as Dynaon made his order and stroked the egg absently in her lap. When the waiter left, her attention was turned back to what the boy said next. She admired how kind he was to her, almost blushing when he complimented her. She tried to calm herself with some deep breaths. She almost sighed in relief when Dynaon excused himself. It wasn't because she didn’t like the boy, but she just wanted some minutes to herself to control her nerves. It was one of the first times she was alone with a boy, and she was feeling nervous, and even self-conscious of herself. How was she acting? How did she look? Questions like those tumbled in her mind, and, deciding to distract herself while Dynaon was gone, Kikou took the egg onto the table to stare at it. Where was the egg’s owner? That was the main concern of the girl, as she continued to stare at the egg. What would hatch out of it? She began to talk to the egg, though it seemed as though she was talking to herself, “I wonder what’ll come out of this.” Hmm…it felt warm to touch, though any egg would feel warm. There wasn’t much else to go off of. Oh well, Kikou decided that by the end of the day, or if the egg were to hatch in her possession, she would keep it. Pippy didn’t know exactly what to say to what the Ralts said. She could feel the Ralt’s feelings, but the person the Psychic type was talking about was her trainer. Pippy wasn’t sure what to argue back. In her moment of indecision, Pippy didn’t notice the attack the Ralts was about to do until it was too late. Before the Hoppip could try and reason out the Ralts, the blast of cold air was sent at her trainer. Now Pippy was mad, and she asked in disbelief, <Wha, what’d you do that for? She’s my trainer, and my best friend!> She took off to see if she could try and stop the attack, but it seemed as though she was beaten by the boy. Kikou felt something cold to the side of her, and turning her head, her blue eyes widened to see a blast of cold air aimed at her. The first thought that went through her head was to protect the egg, so she quickly put it into her bag, hopefully to protect it from the cold. She put it as far away from her as she could, and only then she realized she was in danger as well. However, before Kikou made any movement to get out of the way, Dynaon had intercepted the attack, crashing into the wall next to her chair. Dashing out of her chair, she quickly said to Pippy floating over, “Watch the egg for me Pippy.” With a nod, Pippy flew over to the egg instead, and landed nearby it, making sure that it wasn’t going to roll anywhere. Kikou had to admit that she didn’t like how Dynaon brushed off the attack like it was nothing, and she said worriedly, “Are you alright? What happened?” then her face fell as she had another thought, “This was my fault wasn’t it? I should I taken the attack not you.” Pippy Lvl 4 (F) Abilities: Chlorophyll - Leaf Guard Moves: Splash, Synthesis Darumaka egg Hatching Post: 5/15 ☼Words;; ☼Tags;; dynaon, ester ☼Notes;; Pippy wants to meet Cashew NOOOOW xD [/style] |
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Post by ESTER on Jul 20, 2012 0:26:50 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width:400px; background-color:#f5f5f5; border:1px solid #efefef, bTable][style=border:1px solid #e9e9e9; background-color:#f0f0f0; font-size:10px; font-family:arial; letter-spacing:1px; color:#858585; text-align:justify; padding:20px; margin-bottom:8px]>GAAASTLEH!!!< One wide open grin, two bright eyes and an expression to die for. Gastly loved to scare people. And his favourite target? Dynaon. This time he had spawned right between Kikou and him, in front of his very face. So instead of seeing Kikou's worried expression, Dynaon would instead see her head replaced with Gastly. No more words were needed, this was way colder than any Blizzard. And Dynaon would most likely jump out of his hide, if not wet himself
( Trans: Hi, I love you! )
In through the door came a familiar face, Cress. The door bell of the premises clung upon his arrival, as the brown haired trainer casually walked inside. However this time there was a Hoppip on his head, sitting comfortably as she obliviously stared in every direction Cress was facing. Not easily missed was that wide sheepish grin of hers too, she was an oddball. As Cress came inside, his feet carried him to their table as he could make them out among the small crowd that were inside. Puzzled by the fact that Dynaon seemed to be pale, he wondered if anything had happened. Coming closer, the man would cross his arms over his chest EGG and let his eyes shift between the two curiously. "Did something happen?" He blinked, cocking his head a bit. His brown hues looking at the troubled trainers. One of them seemed cold, then again he couldn't help but notice the ghost of his now hiding behind young Kikou's petite body. He was always so energetic when scaring people, and as ironically as it was, Gastly was indeed trying to hide himself behind a young girl. With a smirk on his face, Cress leaned his upper body down to his side, picking up the purple cloud emanating from behind Kikou. "Erm, I can see you, you know."
Devastated, the Gastly came out of hiding, hovering in between the three of them with a sad expression. His eyes hanging down as the ghost felt utterly defeated. If he couldn't even hide his presence from a human being, what good was he as a ghost? What was he even good for? Oh poor little Gastly. With a heavy sigh, the ghost had given up. >Saaaad...< Even his goofy voice was down in the dumps. Well, it was fun as long as it lasted.
On his head however, Cashew was waking from her lethargic oblivious state. Or more like, "rising from the dead". She saw another Hoppip by the corner of the room, probably the playground area. Not that such things mattered right now. With a rejuvenating wide smile on her face, the Hoppip slowly took to the air as her grassy antennae wiggled back and forth. With a rather slow and careful approach, typical of Hoppip, she would eventually land next to the other Hoppip. With a bashful approach, Cashew would twiddle with her small pink arms as she looked at the floor. >Oh um um, h-hello.< Watching these two befriend each other was a sight for sore eyes, straight up adorably charming. Making friends had never been more interesting, at least not for Cashew anyway.
Random egg (uncommon) ( 6/10 ) [/style][style=width:100px; height:100px; border:1px solid #b7b7b7; background-color:#f5f5f5; float:left; padding:2px; margin:2px][/style][style=border:1px solid #e9e9e9; width:250; height:94px; background-color:#e9e9e9; font-size:9px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing:3px; color:#707070; text-align:right; float:left; padding:5px; margin:2px; overflow:auto] song: RECOLLECTIONS tags: Dynaon, Oblivion notes: Oh, there he is.[/style] [style=width:368; height:15px; background-color:#e9e9e9; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; font-weight:bold; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing:6px; color:#707070; text-align:right; float:left; padding:2px; margin:2px]and i never listen to anyone[/style] | |
[style= font-size:9px; font-family:georgia; letter-spacing:3px]LAIKA of BTN and OTE[/style]
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Post by Dynaon on Jul 20, 2012 0:47:53 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=CellSpacing,10,true][atrb=style, width: 370px; height: 500px; background-color: #a7a7a7; border-left: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-right: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-top: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-bottom: 5px solid #6d6d6d; border-radius: 25px, btable][style=font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 25px; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; color: #6d6d6d; text-shadow: #424242 1px 1px 1px]The show goes on all night...[/style] [style=float: left; width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 8px solid #6d6d6d; background: #6d6d6d; border-radius: 20px][/style] [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px]tags: Kikou; Ester notes: Sheesh... [/style] | [style=width: 350px; border: 2px solid #6d6d6d; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 0.8; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 15px]He smiled up at Kikou, a little glad that she was coming to his side to comfort him, but his skin got even more pale when he saw that her head was replaced with a Gastly. he closed his eyes for a few seconds, hoping that it might have just been a figment of his imagination. As he opened his eyes, he was greeted with the beautiful face of Kikou, the Gastly going to Cress's side, a little saddened that his joke had failed to amuse. "No, Kikou... That pretty face doesn't need to be harmed at all." Suddenly, his face went beet red, just realizing what he just said. He began to twiddle his fingers together, stammering and stumbling all over his words.
"W-Wait... I mean... yes, Cress, we're alright!" Dynaon tried to get back up onto his feet, but he instantly fell backward onto his back. He was definitely quite injured from the attack he took. "Okay... I might be lying a little." His gaze shifted over to Kikou, her big diamond eyes staring into his. He then looked over to Celestia, who was running over to Dynaon from the slide.
Celestia rushed over to her trainer, she didn't want him to get hurt in all of this! She was crying in a flurry of tears, all of her emotions were running high right now. She didn't even care that Kikou was trying to hep him now, he just wanted to see if he was alright. When she got over to his side, she saw that he was cringing a little out of pain. Her crying grew even more intense than before, digging her head into her hands. She kept mentally apologizing, until her emotions got to a certain point where her brain began to hurt. <I'm so sorry, Dynaon... Forgive me...> |
[/i] Then, a few seconds later, she felt herself being patted on the head, and small winces of pain coming after it. She brought her face up to see that her trainer was petting her, even after the stunt she pulled. "It's okay, Celestia. Kikou isn't hurt, right?" He gave Celestia a thumbs up, with a goofy smirk to go along with it. There was more to that to Celestia though... Did she successfully use Telepathy? Dynaon could finally hear the voice of his Pokemon for the first time. It probably came along with the intense amount of stress she was feeling at the time, but he could understand what she was saying. "I heard you, Celestia. For the first time, I can truly understand you." Now his gaze shifted over to Kikou, his eyes a little watery over the silent pain he was feeling. "I'm sorry that my Pokemon tried to attack you... Maybe a little sorry that I just didn't get you and the egg out of the way." He looked over to his arms, which were a little stained with blood now. That's never good. "Perhaps I thought you feeling no pain was the best measure." A nervous laugh came after that, but the waiter interrupted the conversation, giving Dynaon his egg back. He didn't waste his time by asking questions, he saw everything that happened from inside. "You are a gentleman, monsieur." He bowed, and Dynaon nodded as he stroked his egg, a little happy that Cress, Kikou, Celestia, Pippy, even Spooky were here with him. Quite a batch of friends he managed to make now.[/blockquote][/style][/td][/tr] [tr][td][atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px] Celestia [Ralts] [F]Level: 10 SynchronizeGrowl || Icy Wind || Confusion || Double Team Overprotective of Dynaon -- Intelligent -- Uptight -- Easily embarrassed. Hit By: None Used: None Battle Modifiers: None Hold Item: Leftovers Health: Full Green [/style][/td][/tr] [tr][td][atrb=border,0,true] [style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px] Zorua Egg7/10 Posts[/style][/td][/tr] [tr][td][style=width: 350px; background: #6d6d6d; opacity: 1.5; padding: 10px; font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; border-radius: 10px] [/style][/td][/tr][/table][style=font-family: Century Gothic; font-size: 9px; text-align: center]credit goes to Lunar of Love Stamp and Back To Neverland and On The Edge![/style][/center]
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Post by oblivion on Jul 20, 2012 23:21:01 GMT -5
[atrb=cellspacing,10,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=align,center][atrb=style,width:350px;padding:8px;background-color:#EEC900; border: 1px dashed #000000;-webkit-border-radius: 40px; -moz-border-radius: 40px; border-radius: 40px;][STYLE=width:200px;font-family:georgia;font-size:25px;text-transform:lowercase; color:#999999;border-bottom: 5px solid #DAA520;line-height:15px;text-align:right; margin-left:15px;margin-right: -10px;margin-top:7px;letter-spacing:-2px;]sunshine[/style][STYLE=width:200px;font-family:arial;font-size:15px;text-transform:lowercase; color:#999999;border-bottom:1px solid #CDC1C5;line-height:15px;text-align:justify;margin-left:10px;margin-right:10px;letter-spacing:2px;]summer fun, in the sun[/style]
[/style] [STYLE=width:340px;padding:5px;background-color:#DAA520; font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color #000000;border-top:1px dotted #999999;border-bottom:5px solid #FFA500;margin-bottom:5px;margin-top:10px;text-align:justify;] All of a sudden there was a dark shape that appeared in front of Kikou’s face, and she was confused at first. Had something blocked out the sun, or maybe there was a blackout? Kikou’s confusion cleared up when she heard a sound, ”Gastleh”Oh, that explains why things seemed dark. Blinking as the dark obscurity cleared up, Kikou felt a presence behind her. Spooky had hidden behind her, yet why did he look so sad? Kikou just wanted to hug the ghost, but she didn’t think she could actually touch him, plus she still had to help out Dynaon. Answering Cress’ question, Kikou said, “I’m fine, but I don’t think Dynaon is.” The wince from the boy just proved Kikou’s statement, and she became worried. Then she blushed hard to what Dynaon said. Oh jeez, why was she being so flustered by him? The boy’s arm was slightly stained in blood; they would probably need to visit somewhere to make sure Dynaon was alright. Before Kikou could make any movement to help Dynaon, there was a flash of motion as a Dynaon’s Celestia came running towards them, whimpering and crying. Kikou stepped back slightly so that the Ralts could get to her trainer. It was so heartwarming to see a Pokemon and trainer together, Kikou just wanted to have a group hug. She had a hunch, however, that the Psychic type was the one who had aimed for her in the first place. Kikou would forgive, even though she had a right to be mad. The girl just didn’t seem to have a mean bone in her body. Pippy watched the scene from where she was near the egg, and then called out, <Pip, pip.> Turning to the sound, Kikou saw her egg, and quickly walked over to pick it up, checking it over. There were no breaks or cracks, thank goodness, and Kikou said to Dynaon, “I have to admit, that was extremely brave of you. Thank you.” She agreed with the waiter that had come, Dynaon had done something pretty amazing. Thought now it had come back to bite him in the butt, and she couldn’t help but be guilty. ”We should go see someone and have them check up on Dynaon.”Pippy saw the other Hoppip arrive to where she was, and was honestly surprised at seeing another Hoppip. She stared blankly at the other Hoppip at first, as if trying to register that the Pokemon in front of her was actually there. Bringing up one arm, she poked the other Pokemon, and finding the Hoppip to be solid, Pippy gave a wide grin. <Hi there! I’m Pippy! And that,>pointing to Kikou, <is my trainer!> She hopped up and down, obviously happy to meet another Hoppip. Pippy Lvl 4 (F) Abilities: Chlorophyll - Leaf Guard Moves: Splash, Synthesis Darumaka egg Hatching Post: 6/15 ☼Words;; ☼Tags;; dynaon, ester ☼Notes;; can't help but feel sorry for Dynaon xD [/style] |
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