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Post by burst on Jul 2, 2012 20:07:12 GMT -5
Blithe was back at it again. Determined to teach her frail little Mareep how to be a fighter. It was proving to be a challenge though, the sheep couldn't even hurt a magikarp. That was going to change though. it had to. Blithe had to prove her parents wrong and make Lily proud. The same man who she had encountered last time she was her was at the counter again. She could swear he was wearing the same outfit too, right down to his shiny blue bow tie. "Oh," he said when he saw her standing in front of him. He thrusted the clipboard in her direction. "Good to see you too." Blithe muttered back at him as she jotted down her information in blue ink. "Two." he said when he finished, pointing in the direction of the battle rooms. " At least she's not smoking a damn cigarette this time" the man muttered as she started walking away. He thought she couldn't hear him. He was proven wrong when Blithe dug into her pocket and raised a pack into the air. She didn't care enough though to see his reaction. Blithe entered the room, leaving the door open and stood against the far wall. She dug around in her bag for her Pokeball. When she found it she didn't release the Mareep in it. Blithe was going to try a new strategy this time. Maybe if Butter didn't know she was about to battle, she wouldn't be so scared and afraid once she started. Blithe had no clue what the outcome of this plan would be, but she figured anything was worth a shot. Level: 4 attacks: tackle Ability: static Is in her Pokeball Word count 277
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Post by [K]azzy on Jul 3, 2012 16:46:07 GMT -5
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i just want to tell you so you know ❖ here i go scream my lungs out and try to get to you you are my only one i let go but theres no one that gets me like you do you are my only one - and somethings breaking up i feel like giving up i wont walk out until you know you are my only one
Naoki Shuzaku
Naoki was already waiting in room two, it was late in the afternoon but, there was never a certain time placed for catching a battle. She had been studying Pokémon types in labs for the past few years, trying to become the best Breeder possible. Although no one had quiet figured out if Pokémon had really laid eggs or not. This was one of the things that Naoki had been so stressed out about.
She had taken eggs of her own, studying every part of them from the thickness of the shell, to the chemical reactions of it. No Pokémon were harmed though, rest assure, since she always waited for them to hatch first before using the egg shell for experiments. This time however, Naoki wanted to focus on training her Pokemon, catching other Pokemon, winning contests and meet new people. It was lonely in those labs and Naoki was always too-smart for friends, at least, that's what people made fun of her about. That was in the past though and she wanted to grow away from that experience.
The girl walked out of a near by room, dusting off her skirt before she stepped up to the girl who sat against the wall. "Hey." She waved, her white hair falling in her face. "I'm Naoki, your battle partner." She extended her left hand, offering a hand shake to the girl.
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Post by burst on Jul 5, 2012 14:37:56 GMT -5
Before Blithe realized there was another person in the room a small hand was extended towards her. "Oh!" She said, startled slightly. She had assumed the room was empty when she entered it. "Hi. I'm Blithe. Nice to meet you." She gave a small smile in an attempt to make up the look of shock she just gave. Blithe then took her place on one side of the small arena. She turned to face the girl. "You can go first if you'd like," She offered her opponent. Constantly being polite and nice was beginning to wear thin on Blithe's temper, but for now it was the only logical way to get things accomplished. She let out a deep sigh before taking out her Pokeball. Tossing it into the air a red light crept out of it and manifested a little Mareep onto the battle field. ::Mareep:: Name: Butter Gender: Female Level: 4 Attacks: Tackle ability: Static Personality: Shy, frail, easily frightened.
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Post by [K]azzy on Jul 5, 2012 18:16:20 GMT -5
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Naoki noticed the look of shock on the girl's face but, thought nothing of it since she did seem a little weird creeping up on her like that. She smiled as well, shaking the girls hand before turning to take her place across the battlefield. She faced her new friend, Blithe and listened to her, watching the red and white sphere bounce off the ground and explode with a bright red light, eventually turning into a soft, wool-covered sheep. "Awe, so cute." Naoki complimented the Mareep and pulled out a Pokeball herself, tossing it into the air and then catching it. "Well first, is this a single battle or.." She swallowed those words, embarrassed to ask but, they had not discussed the details of the battle. Naoki finally tossed the ball into the air, allowing it to bounce off the ground this time and let out a similar ray of light, it slowly turning into a red and orange Pokémon. "This is Kiwi." She introduced her little Flareon and although the Pokémon may seem intimidating, she was only a baby, being at level one. "She's sweet, I promise but, she doesn't like battling much so, go easy on her." Naoki giggled a bit, watching as Kiwi crawled over to hide behind Naoki's legs, shaking in fear of the new trainer across the room.
Health is Full!Kiwi the FlareonLevel: 1 Gender: Female Type: Fire Ability: Flash Fire Activates when user is hit by a damaging Fire-type move (including Fire-type Hidden Power). Once activated, user’s Fire-type moves deal 1.5 times damage. While this ability is in effect, this Pokémon is immune to damage from Fire-type attacks and Fire-type Hidden Power (accuracy and effect from these moves are ignored). For Fire-type Pokémon with this ability, Will-O-Wisp activates this ability without having an effect. If a non-Fire-type Pokémon has this ability, Will-O-Wisp will activate the ability and will have an effect. Attacks: Tackle, Tail Whip, Helping Hand Obtained: Breeding Egg Hatched Nov. 16th Item Held: N/A Breeding Post 17 x
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Post by burst on Aug 10, 2012 9:01:56 GMT -5
When Butter realized where she was her whole body began to shake violently. Oh no. Not this again she thought. And tears began to pool in her eyes. The only thing that stopped a nervous breakdown at that moment was the comment coming from the other side of the field. "See! I'm cute. And cute things shouldn't have to battle!" But Blithe ignored her Pokemon's rant of marrs to reply to the other trainer's next question. " Oh um yeah. A single battle if you don't mind," Blithe said and then more to herself added "I don't think I can handle anymore." With that Naoki then took her Pokémon out. A Flareon appeared before them. "Wow" Blithe let out softly. She was expecting to see a Pokémon more along the lines of an Rattata or Carterpie. Clearly Butter was as well because with a flaming Pokémon standing in front of her the Mareep let out an "Eep!" and hid behind Blithe. A small burst of laughter slipped from Blithe's mouth as she saw Kiwi do almost the same thing. "Don't worry," she assured the other girl, "Butter isn't really a battler either." She then proceeded to push her Pokémon back on the field, the Mareep fully objecting in the process. " Ah, whenever you're ready," Blithe added. Name: Butter Gender: Female Level: 4 Attacks: Tackle ability: Static Personality: Shy, frail, easily frightened. Word count; 219
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