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Post by ESTER on Jul 21, 2012 0:33:51 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]Hearing what the young trainers had to say, Cress could make out with little effort that something here had transpired which had caused Dynaon to get wounded. On his arms were frost wounds, resulting in damaged blood tissue. Although slightly worried as well, Cress was more concerned for the boy's behaviour. "Hmm, you shouldn't be so lenient on throwing yourself into trouble." He started, taking his bag strapped over his shoulder off so he could open it and pick up a few things he needed. He placed the egg on the table. "But show me your arms first." Cress instructed Dynaon, as he picked up a salve from his bag. Cress had to place the bag on the floor while he temporarily focused on what he was holding. He opened the lid on the little box of his and prodded lightly into it with two fingers to get a small amount of the ointment. Carefully grabbing Dynaon's arm, Cress would start to smear the salve gently over his skin. "This is going to sting." He said, rather coldly. However he wasn't joking, applying ointment to cold burns was rather agonizing at first.
"I'm not a doctor, but this is a salve for cold burns. These things are similar to Burn Heals and Ice Heals you find for pokémon, however trainers can find uses for these variants just as much." He said, as he continued to smear some of the salve over Dynaon's other arm as well. "But I'm going to have to scold you, what do you think you're doing making the poor girl worry about you?" His words were strict, yet fixated on responsibility. From what Dynaon had said just now, he figured the boy had 'taken the blunt' of whatever that just happened, so that Kikou wouldn't get hurt. Cress wasn't happy about this. "Did you ever consider that people wouldn't want to see you hurt, as much as you don't want to see them hurt?" He finished, hoping his point came across. He was done smearing on the salve now. And as he put the lid back on, he placed the small box back into his bag and strapped it back over his shoulder. "It's a temporary measurement, but it'll protect against infections," Cress reassured, "Drop by a doctor later, you should be fine." His tone was indifferent, as he eyed the boy with uncertainty, yet a slight worry. He had never taken on the role of a mature adult like this before, telling younger trainers, or people for that matter, what to do. His intentions were good however, he just didn't want young trainers to run off getting hurt first chance they got.
Gastly had watched the whole scene, and was closing in on Dynaon as his big white eyes scanned his arms, a bit impressed. In fact, he was right in Kikou's line of sight now, in case she wanted to try and hug him. Cress wasn't exactly a kid anymore, he had to be prepared for these things. Not that he expected to use it on people other than himself so soon. At any rate he didn't think he was going to get a positive feedback, talking back to people usually gave room for criticism. With this in mind, Cress was ready to be a little defensive. Picking his egg back up from the table, he held it comfortably with both arms.
The Hoppip was completely baffled. She was real, the other Hoppip had poked her and smiled in full accept. Seeing this the Hoppip had smiled herself, with her wide open grin and wiggling antennae, she was so happy now it made her all fuzzy inside. Upon learning of Pippy's trainer, Hoppip blinked a few times before introducing her own. She pointed her small arm to the tall trainer with the shaggy brown hair. >That is my trainer! And I'm Cashew!< The Hoppip said cheerfully, now wiggling her body back and forth to try and ease her tingling sensation inside. She was so overjoyed, she couldn't help but poke Pippy back to make sure she was real and all. Upon doing so, Cashew squealed as she blushed uncontrollably and poked at the floor. Oh she was so shy, wiggling her antennae back and forth still, she didn't know what to do with herself.
Random egg (uncommon) ( 7/10 ) [/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: LECTURE TIME.[/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 25, 2012 12:39:00 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]His face was still going red, when Kikou spoke to him. Why was he so shy around her? What was coming over him? Maybe she was that person that Dynaon wasn't really looking for, but had the pleasure of running into. Maybe this was... His mind drifted off as the pain in his arms began to settle in. He actually looked content, even though his arms were stained in blood. He sat up to get up to Kikou's height, trying to see the environment again. Heh, maybe he hit his head too.
He looked over to Cress, who seemed to be a little concerned about his wounds. After letting the man take a small look at his arms, he took out a small box. "Yeah, you're right... But Kikou was in danger, so I needed to act quickly. Guess I didn't really think it through." As Cress took a little bit of material out of the box, he heard that this one was going to sting. Of course, some medicines did do this, but it doesn't mean that he had to be a fan of it. When the material hit his arms, he almost wanted to scream, but he didn't. He stared into Kikou's eyes for strength, both of them somehow giving him the will to not scream.
He spoke of making Kikou worry about him. He didn't want that, for her to feel that way. "I don't know... I just couldn't think in the split second that it happened." He spoke about Dynaon not wanting to see anyone hurt, but maybe that Kikou didn't want to see Dynaon hurt either. He couldn't even say anything, but he looked down in a silent shame. He didn't want Kikou to feel bad in any way... As Cress finished applying the salve, Dynaon agreed that he should see a doctor at some point.
He noticed that Spooky was beginning to approach him slowly, and he had to admit he was a little less afraid of him than he was before. He was a tamed Pokemon before, after all. That didn't exactly stop him from slightly leaning on Kikou for comfort. "Erm... I'm sorry, I'm just a little tired is all." He was idly stroking his egg as he leaned onto Kikou's shoulder, hoping that she might be okay with it. Maybe everything was going to be alright after all. [/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: 10 Synchronize Growl || 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] | [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 8/10 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 28, 2012 21:28:19 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 breathed a sigh of relief to see Cress knew what to do and was now taking care of Dynaon. She still couldn’t help but feel guilty for the sequence of events that had happened. She didn’t say anything, however, since she’d probably be ignored or, even worse, told that it wasn’t her fault. She wanted to be stronger, not someone who depends on others all the time. As the ointment was applied to Dynaon, Kikou turned her attention back to the egg, since Dynaon would be all right now. She thought to herself if the egg were to hatch with her, then what would happen? Guess she’d have to take care of it as her own Pokemon. The poor trainer who lost this egg….. Kikou hugged the egg closer to her chest as she listened absently to the conversation between Dynaon and Cress. When Dynaon leaned against her shoulder, she stiffened slightly, but calmed herself by taking a deep breath and exhaling. Turning her attention to the Hoppips, she watched Pippy and the new Hoppip, thinking that their friendship would be a wonderful one to observe grow. Pippy had to wonder what was making the other Hoppip wiggling and squirm. Was she feeling itchy? Was the Hoppip sitting on something uncomfortable? Though Pippy hadn’t been the only one feeling confusion, Cashew had as well. Pippy, however, being so oblivious, didn’t notice the expression Cashew wore when she had poked Cashew. When Cashew introduced herself, Pippy did the same, giving a peppy chirp, <I’m Pippy, and Kikou’s my trainer.> Grinning, she pointed to the girl next to Dynaon, then her happy grin turned to shock as Cashew poked her back, but that quickly dissolved into a giggle as well. It seemed as though Cashew’s happiness at making a new friend had spread to Pippy, too. Seeing the shyness of her new acquaintance, Pippy shuffled closer, asking curiously, <Hm? Is there something on the ground?> Staring intently at the spot that Cashew was looking at, she stayed like that for a minute. A record for how scatter-brained Pippy usually was. Then, catching sight of some shiny spoons on the table above, Pippy floated up, tugging on one of Cashew’s antennae as she went, calling to the Hoppip, <C’mon, c’mon, let’s fly!> Kikou, seeing that her Hoppip was floating off a bit farther from her, started to lean over a bit, causing her to move away from Dynaon’s head, leaving him with no support. Pippy Lvl 4 (F) Abilities: Chlorophyll - Leaf Guard Moves: Splash, Synthesis Darumaka egg Hatching Post: 7/15 ☼Words;; ☼Tags;; dynaon, ester ☼Notes;; cute hoppip socialization=heart melting [/style] |
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Post by ESTER on Jul 29, 2012 7:55:36 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,width: 320px; height: 220px; border-left: 10px solid #ffffff; border-top: 10px solid #ffffff; border-bottom: 10px solid #ffffff; background-color: #ffffff;] | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width:100px; height: 220px; border-right: 10px solid #ffffff; border-top: 10px solid #ffffff; border-bottom: 10px solid #ffffff; background-color: #ffffff;][STYLE=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 30px; line-height: 32px; letter-spacing: -3px;]I WILL BURN MY DREAD ![/style] |
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,width: 320px; height: 220px; border-left: 10px solid #ffffff; border-top: 10px solid #ffffff; border-bottom: 10px solid #ffffff; background-color: #ffffff;][STYLE=font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; text-indent: 50px; padding: 5px; background-color: #f1f1f1;]Oh young trainers, the lot of them really were naive and full of hopes and dreams. It was something most adults forgot as they grew up, getting too tangled up in responsibility and difficult life decisions. Of course these things were also important, but the flare of chasing your dreams also meant a lot to those who still carried them while growing up. These trainers were exceptionally so, especially Dynaon. Cress hoped the boy wouldn't forget his aspirations and goals while growing up. He himself certainly knew very well what he wanted, and that was to become a pokémon breeder. Hopefully that dream wouldn't change. "You're very kind Dynaon, but you should think twice about recklessly throwing yourself into danger like that again. You wouldn't want to make Kikou here upset now would you?" He smiled gently, hopefully making a good impression. Everyone had their eggs to worry about as well, and Cress was starting to feel a pulsating warmth emanating from his. It was a bit amusing really, all three of them were trainers of different standards. Yet all of them shared one common trait. They liked pokémon. In that sense, they really weren't that different. Cress was curious what would hatch of his egg though, holding it ever so cautiously in his arms.
Cashew was very happy, since their conversation seemed to go back and forth with lots of smiles and awkward poking. However as the Hoppip shuffled closer, Cashew found herself not wanting to move. She was lazy after all, still standing there glued with that smile on her face. Only after a minute did she casually look down, curious to see these shiny items that she might have been sitting on by mistake. But there were no shiny things! She was so utterly dumbstruck, what in the world could Pippy have seen that Cashew didn't? >Uwaaah...< She felt Pippy tugging on her antennae, as the both of them fluttered upward. Cashew dangling after Pippy.
Cress was feeling a bit uncomfortable from all the commotion that these two had caused, glares were sent by various people sitting close to them. Having only entered the scene recently, Cress didn't know of the details, but he didn't like the limelight much at all. And quite frankly, he wanted to catch a little air. His Hoppip was having a blast, so he didn't want to interrupt her making friends. And Gastly just seemed to float around idly where Cress was standing. Making sure his bag was strapped properly over his shoulder, and his egg was alright, the boy casually made a turn for the exit. "I'll just be outside." He told them, walking out with Gastly tightly in tow. The street outside was filled with people walking through it, stopping by all the shops and various booths that were available. The day was still young, and the blue sky reflected a warm and refreshing atmosphere as Cress stepped out of the restaurant. He liked it outside, the gentle breeze was easy on him and let him feel relaxed compared to the tension inside. You could say Cress was a bit of a free spirit, he needed his space. He leaned in on the wall by the door, taking a deep breath as he held his egg tightly. Gastly was outside too, remaining in close proximity to Cress, however taking a look around at all the various number of people and what they were carrying.
[/style] | [atrb=valign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width:100px; height: 220px; border-right: 10px solid #ffffff; border-top: 10px solid #ffffff; border-bottom: 10px solid #ffffff; background-color: #ffffff;][STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; border-bottom: 2px solid #7b7b7b;]SONG: 【花映塚 ボーカル】ShibayanRecords - 荊の城. [/style] [STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; border-bottom: 2px solid #7b7b7b;]TAGS: Dynaon, Oblivion[/style] [STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; border-bottom: 2px solid #7b7b7b;]NOTES: Hurrr.[/style] [STYLE=font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; border-bottom: 2px solid #7b7b7b;]CREDIT: BY RIMY FROM BTN! [/style]
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