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Post by CASTAWAY on Feb 25, 2012 21:14:52 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #363636 url('http://img193.imageshack.us/img193/4430/145eg.png') repeat;]scarlette hawkethe minccino felt a rush of pride at the fact he'd just bested a mighty pokemon as her. but he didn't have time to say anything to her, to make her feel good because her body was being sucked away by a red light. honestly, the shiny pokemon was near to tears. in fact, scarlette had to coax his twiddled mind out of his sorrowful stage. < i.. i didn't even get to say bye! > he gurgled, holding his face in his hands. however it didn't really last long, for the main reason that suddenly his whimpering and complaining was halted by someone else growling at him. the chinchilla made a squinty hole between his fingers, watching the bird try and spook him. instead, the pokemon sat there, eyebrow raised, an honestly creeped out look on his face. then he lost control of his actions, and fell backwards, belting out sounds of wheezing and trouble breathing. scarlette blinked slowly, utterly bewildered. however it didn't take long to figure out what was happening.
her pokemon was in a fit of laughter, holding his hands around his ribs and trying to hold back his second wave of hysterical giggles. he even snorted, in his attempts. before long, the chinchilla was back on his feet, slapping his knee and watching the bird through watery eyes. < shitpuff? what kind of name is that. and that astonish. hilarious! amazing. do it again. > he begged, before he found his pink body wrestling with his mind, before exploding outwards as he managed to try and throw himself at the opponent, his fingers and tail a daze of movement. another tickle attack, aimed on the swablu's skin. he was mostly aiming for the blue, he honestly couldn't see how ticklish it'd be pattering his fingers across clouds. no, the blue skin was a perfect target, and scarlette felt herself sigh in amusement.
before long, the pokemon was raising his fist, eyes widening as he tried to get a practical hit. on the beak? it'd rattle him. on the forehead? well, that'd stun him more likely. but the minccino didn't have time to sit and think things through, and because of this the chinchilla let his fist drop, on whatever was in reach of the bird at that time. if the damned thing was even there. but after, another snicker of giggled erupted from the pokemon's throat, and he shook his head sadly. < shitpuff. wow. > was really the only thing he could say. even his own trainer was shaking her head. " you're a bright young man. what made you come up with such a name? " she asked lightly, tilting her head and watching him with rather innocent, curious eyes. ( -1 def ) L (10.5) -- male cute charm & technician pound, growl, helping hand, tickle hit by growl astonish is ineffective! used tickle and pound tagged // draa || notes // SHITPUFF. LOL. STILL LAUGHING.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Feb 28, 2012 21:24:12 GMT -5
e v a n h a r p s It was at least less pathetic than the Minccino's show of weeping, but Evan wasn't very impressed with his Swablu's Astonish either. Such a failure of a Pokémon in his possession had no cause for intimidation. The creature was a prude, a self-righteous sack of feathers that thought he was destined to become a Broadway star. A contest kind of guy probably would've had a hell of a time with him, but he wasn't so great in the battling department - at least not yet.
<What? Did you not enjoy my performance?> Shitpuff asked incredulously, balking at how flippantly the Minccino was rolling on the floor in tears. Then he had the gall to insult his name, which he already knew was as stupid as a bag of dildos, and mock his efforts! He felt his cheeks boiling and his feathers ruffling. Vengeance was on the brain now. <You ragtag rodent -- I'll wipe the floor with you!> The bird squawked, his voice cracking. But all of a sudden, said rodent flung himself at him and ran his soft little fingers across the plane of his round body, eliciting uncontrolled laughter from the bird. <Ack! You---! Stoppp touching mee-!> The Swablu managed to cry out between laughter, eventually wrenching himself away from the furball. In the process, he avoided the Pound that came next, which was a relief to Evan.
"Peck. But do the voice cracking thing again. It's funny." Evan told Shitpuff, the grin on his face playing with his words. <Shut your mouth, you porcine pile of diddlepop! Uncultured swine!> The bird squealed with anger before he flashed his eyes at the shiny Minccino and released a horrible-sounding growl that he himself regarded as Beethoven-material. Then he flew to greater heights, surveyed the ground below him, and dove straight towards his target with his round beak outstretched.
Evan was a bit taken aback when Scarlette asked him such a question, unused to being criticized on things like that. The members of his gang usually laughed at stupid things, so his naming his Swablu Shitpuff seemed relatively normal to him. The way she worded the question was insulting, too, especially to the perceptive Evan. "It's just funny, so who the fuck cares?" He replied, averting his gaze and running his hand through his hair in a gesture of slight nervousness.
SHITPUFF (F) 7 NORMAL / FLYING NATURAL CURE PECK | GROWL | ASTONISH Excessive Pride - Dilettante - Melodramatic ( ATK -1 DEF -1 ) Hit by Tickle; dodged Pound. Health is full Used Peck on Minccino!
get o u t of my way TUNES|| Peter, Bjorn & John - Young Folks TAGS|| Evan, Scarlette TALK|| <3
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Post by CASTAWAY on Feb 29, 2012 10:29:40 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #363636 url('http://img193.imageshack.us/img193/4430/145eg.png') repeat;]scarlette hawkeminccino was shocked. all the insults hurled in his direction. the squeals of outrage snarling from the swablu's mouth. it caused the chinchilla to be stunned. < wipe the floor with me? > he asked childishly, before watching as his pound failed. that shocked him. he was usually good at aiming! scarlette just looked at evan, her eyebrow raising. " i was just asking. it's a funny name. suits him, too. " she said, before her eyes reclaimed their position on her minccino. it seemed to be watching in horror as the insults kept coming, but this time, in the shape of swablu hurling himself at the pink pokemon. she didn't catch it in time, thus the only thing that left her mouth was. " watch! ... out. " and wincing as minccino's body was pecked rapidly by the enraged pokemon. though he was retaliating as fast as he could, crying out in shock as his hands tried to reach the swablu.
< come here! > he begged, his tail twitching, and fingers dancing as he tried to tickle the swablu. though his one fist appeared to be ready. but this time he was poised for something different. yes, the minccino was going to bring his fist back down, but aim it when the pokemon was to squirm away. that was a good idea, right? scarlette just looked confused. what on earth was her pokemon doing? she was actually looking a little bewildered, uneasy even. she just tilted her head, watching as the minccino brought his fist down, hopefully wherever the swablu was. because he didn't honestly like the fact the swablu had pecked him! it'd hurt a lot more than he'd expected it to. ( -1 def, -1 atk ) L (10.5) -- male cute charm & technician pound, growl, helping hand, tickle health is low green hit by peck used tickle and pound tagged // draa || notes // SHITPUFF. LOL. STILL LAUGHING.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Mar 8, 2012 22:15:06 GMT -5
e v a n h a r p s <Wipe the floor with you!> The Swablu repeated back at the pink Minccino, nostrils flaring with rage as he glared him down. That was just about when he missed his pound, allowing the Swablu to surge in for his attack.
Evan was, no doubt, a sensitive individual, despite how full of himself he was. The nature of his personality meant that even the slightest insult to him could be met with aggression, depending on his mood - and even that varied often. He was a ticking time bomb of unfettered insecurity, and he rarely held back. Good fortune, then, that Scarlette didn't question his response. In fact, she even insulted the Swablu a bit. "Hear that, Shitpuff?" He addressed the bird, grinning with slight malevolence. "She likes your name, too."
That was just after the Swablu finished pecking the living daylights out of Minccino; he heard enough of Evan's voice to turn and scoff at him, knowing he was talking about him. <Be quiet, you--!> He couldn't finish his sentence then, as it was drowned in the sound of his own frantic giggling. Minccino's claws ran over his body like a feather duster, tickling ticklish spots he didn't even know he had. Dread filled him as he realized that the rodent was preparing for a Pound, but he couldn't get away from that, either. Fist met his beak, causing it to become sore. A cry left the bird as he backed away, grabbing his beak with one talon. <You... did you.. dent my beak!?> He cried out. Of course the Minccino didn't, but Shitpuff didn't know that because he couldn't see it himself.
The strange feeling in his beak sparked a rage in him that he threatened to let out on his furry adversary. "Growl and Peck!" Evan called out, but the Swablu blatantly disobeyed, choosing instead to quickly sneak up on the Minccino, his face cloaked in effervescent darkness. <You will... RUE THIS DAY.> He hissed, jumping out at his foe and shaking his wings menacingly at him.
Evan felt annoyance well up; a good team was not one that disobeyed its trainer often - especially now, when it was apparent that he was getting his ass kicked by a girl. He was going to teach Shitpuff who the boss was, no matter how long it'd take.
::swablu:: SHITPUFF (F) 7 NORMAL / FLYING NATURAL CURE PECK | GROWL | ASTONISH Excessive Pride - Dilettante - Melodramatic ( ATK -2 DEF -2 ) Hit by Tickle & Pound! Health is high yellow! Used Astonish on Minccino!
get o u t of my way TUNES|| None TAGS|| Evan, Scarlette TALK|| <3
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Post by CASTAWAY on Mar 26, 2012 16:35:08 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #363636 url('http://img193.imageshack.us/img193/4430/145eg.png') repeat;]scarlette hawkewhen the minccino heard the swablu repeat himself, the snicker erupted from his snout before he could stop himself. < woah. easy there. i heard you the first time. > and even then the bird was still squawking. he even turned to snarl at his trainer. whereas giving the open chance for his original pound and tickle to work. though it seemed the bird was still talking. letting out a rather girlish shriek after his fist met the beak. in actuality, the pound might have actually hurt the minccino. seeing as the beak of that deranged bird was fairly solid. though now the pink chinchilla had to laugh. it was saying he'd dented its beak. in reality, not even close. but hey, why not tease and poke fun anyway? as scarlette's red eyes scanned her pokemon, she couldn't really latch on to what was going on. < of course i dented your beak! i'm the all powerful overlord, here to be the cause of your demise. and no, sir. YOU will rue this day. BECAUSE I AM YOUR FATHER. > he even started making those husky sounds that were so cliche from star wars.
scarlette, on the other hand didn't even seem to realize this. she actually thought the chinchilla was having some form of a seizure. in fact, her hand was reaching to the minccino's pokeball before the pink creature snapped out of his teasing and instead turned to repeat his attacks. no, he wasn't very creative. but hey, if he was getting his point across.. though now he was being growled at. i mean, it wasn't necessarily the most menacing growl. but the hilarity of it managed to bring down his attack. < you call that growling? > he shook his head sadly, in turn letting his guard down enough that the bird was in range to peck him. and did, much to scarlette's shock. her mind had been set that her pokemon wasn't so careless as to let himself get hit. so, she kind of gave a roll of the eyes and scoffed. " minccino, pay attention. make sure you're doing more attacking then mocking. he actually hit you, huh? can't tease him about that, can you? " she asked. however the words got through to him, seeing as he gave a soft hum. a standard. 'no i guess i can't'.
because of this, the shiny minccino launched himself in the swablu's direction. tickling. squirming. trying to hit those spots on the birds body that sent him down into the ground. it was probably lame. probably boring and not that creative. but even with the lameness, the minccino still brought his fist down, hoping to connect with something. he had to make himself look at least half decent. so he could go on mocking the bird. < can't touch this. > he laughed hysterically afterwards and moved away. ( -1 def, -2 atk ) L (10.5) -- male cute charm & technician pound, growl, helping hand, tickle health is high orange hit by peck & growl used tickle and pound tagged // draa || notes // sorry if this post is lame. ;3; no muse
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Post by DR-@@GON on Apr 12, 2012 21:14:28 GMT -5
e v a n h a r p s <Oh, hush you!> The Swablu retaliated at him. He could repeat or remain terse as he pleased, in his own mind. The Minccino was rash to have not been impressed by him the very instant he appeared from the confines of his insipid red and white contraption. When his beak was most certainly dented, the bird believed every word the insolent chinchilla uttered. <How dare you even touch ME.> The bird's voice escalated in pitch as he spoke, indignant.
With that, he proceeded to growl and peck, which was actually an Astonish but it seemed that Cast didn't read the summary at the bottom which is hilarious but i love you anyways. <Be quiet! If you're too loud, no one will hear the real star of the show!> Shitpuff squawked with revulsion at the mammal's actions. He then cleared his throat, listening as the creature's trainer came to his defense. <Precisely! Now attack me, you buff->
He couldn't say more, because just then the Minccino launched towards him with a harsh Tickle. It penetrated his feathers, eliciting shrieks and uncontrollable peeps of laughter as the fledgling descended from the heights, hitting the ground with a sickening thud. A sudden pound interrupted his mirth, and instead of laughter what came out was an off-key note. <Stay your filthy paws away from meee,> hissed the bird as he pushed himself up from the filthy ground. Now he was pissed off. Royally, in fact.
Even Evan could tell. "Shitpuff, Astonish-" <Be quiet, you disgusting human.> The Swablu snapped back at him. Evan laughed, but decided to keep quiet, figuring that the bird was angry enough to pull off something gnarly without his command. It was cool seeing him in a rage. Brow furrowed, the bird released an opera-like Growl before rushing straight towards his target like an arrow for yet another Peck, aiming for the throat. Freaking creative.
::swablu:: SHITPUFF (F) 7 NORMAL / FLYING NATURAL CURE PECK | GROWL | ASTONISH Excessive Pride - Dilettante - Melodramatic ( ATK -2 DEF -2 ) Hit by Tickle & Pound! Health is low-mid yellow! Used Growl & Peck on Minccino!
get o u t of my way TUNES|| Homestuck OST - Suburban Jungle TAGS|| Evan, Scarlette TALK|| LATELATELATE REPLY SORRY ;w; <3
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Post by CASTAWAY on Apr 19, 2012 17:06:36 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #363636 url('http://img193.imageshack.us/img193/4430/145eg.png') repeat;]scarlette hawkewith all the swablu's muttering and complaining and carrying on about absolutely nothing. at least, the chinchilla hardly understood a word it said. seeing as most of it was nonsense, and about how the minccino was attacking him. then turning around and bickering to his trainer. what a douche. though the pink pokemon wasn't able to say anything at that moment, seeing as the cotton-winged pokemon was swarming him with pestering growls that lowered his way of attack and provided the swablu with a way of pecking at his throat. it actually worked too, making the minccino cry out in a wail. < oww! stop, meanie! > he cried, though scarlette was already calling out to him. " minccino! now's your chance. try and use tickle again, then set yourself out. hit him! " she commanded, before tapping the floor with her boot and thinking.
the chinchilla just obeyed, really without thought. the moveset wasn't that creative. tickle and pound. over and over again. repeatedly. so, the minccino found his paws rushing forwards, trying to tickle the physical part of the beastly swablu. < bad, bad, bad! > the chinchilla squealed, in the form of boo from monster's inc. because by now his fist was bunched, and he was attempting to wail on the swablu's body. head, butt, wings. whatever he could manage to lay contact on. all he knew was that he had to do something. ( -1 def, -2 atk ) L (10.5) -- male cute charm & technician pound, growl, helping hand, tickle health is low orange hit by peck & growl used tickle and pound tagged // draa || notes // LOL. I DID, DIDN'T I. WOW.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Jun 26, 2012 13:08:29 GMT -5
e v a n h a r p s Blah, this was boring. Already knowing that he was about to lose, Evan became less caring about the outcomes of his choices. Hell, what was the point of trying at the moment if his pokemon didn't even measure up to the girl's? He narrowed his eyes darkly, watching as the Minccino's Tickle loosened up the squealing Swablu. <Stop! Stop, I say!> The avian squawked, but his cries had no effect; the Minccino merely pounded him to the ground. With all the defense he'd lost, he was no match for the pounding fist. Darkness clouded his vision.
"Fuck." Evan growled, recalling the weak bird. His cold, brown eyes glared at the red head, thinking up ways that he could get her back. Already his fingers felt the need to destroy, harm, rend. But she had too pretty of a face for that. Just looking at her quelled his anger a little. "You're lucky you're a girl." He said threateningly before turning tail and leaving without a trace.
::swablu:: SHITPUFF (F) 7 NORMAL / FLYING NATURAL CURE PECK | GROWL | ASTONISH Excessive Pride - Dilettante - Melodramatic ( ATK -3 DEF -3 ) Hit by Tickle & Pound (crit)! Fainted! Gains 1 level; Minccino also gains 1 level for winning.
Evan is defeated! [Thanks for the battle <3]
get o u t of my way TUNES|| None TAGS|| Evan, Scarlette TALK|| WOOSH.
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Post by CASTAWAY on Jun 26, 2012 14:32:53 GMT -5
[atrb=width,500,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=style,border-radius:10; background: #363636 url('http://img193.imageshack.us/img193/4430/145eg.png') repeat;]scarlette hawkethe moment the small blue puffball of a bird lay limp underneath the pink minccino, his mouth swung open and hung there. < hey. hey. scarlette.. scarlette i won! > he cheered, throwing his hands in the air and cheering like mad. his fluffy pink tail dusted off the swablu. scarlette looked at evan with a smirk on her face, whereas she got a mere rageful glare back. the words 'you're lucky you're a girl' had scarlette laughing out loud. " you're just mad a mere girl beat you. " she winked then, and watched as her minccino finished cleaning up the swablu. patted his head, and trotted off to boast to scarlette.
< did.. did ya see how i tickled him nonstop? then i pounded him into the ground. did you see it? were you watching scarlette? aren't you proud of me? > he chattered on and on, and scarlette just smiled faintly and picked him up. " indeed, i did. and i'm very proud of you. " she said, then left without really saying another word to evan. ( -1 def, -2 atk ) L (10.5) -- male cute charm & technician pound, growl, helping hand, tickle health is low orange hit by --- used --- tagged // draa || notes // <3
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