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Post by CASTAWAY on Jan 29, 2012 15:48:17 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 hawketraining. that's what she was after. and she was going to get it. as the red-haired girl made her way through crowds of people, ducking and weaving in between people who apparently 'didn't see her there'. she finally made it to the actual entrance. for some reason people called that area she'd just been through the 'hallway.' it was more like a extended lounging room or something. it went on for a while. though right here, where she was standing. this was the place for people to come up, say how do you do. then drag them into the open pokemon stadiums to fight. simple as that. even as she was thinking of this, the girl was looking about her, eyes trained on people coming and going.
some were holding fainted pokemon. others were putting their beastly battle partners out for everyone to see. many were just standing there though. lost, it seemed. some were just sitting in chairs and the occasional one was sleeping. scarlette wasn't interested. she needed someone that could match her skills. she needed levels just as much as the next person did. she wasn't anything special. she just wanted someone who was. because of this, scarlette found herself leaning into the wall beside the newly opened stadium. she had narrowed eyes, warning off any who tried to steal it from her. they stayed away from her, kept a distance. she wasn't necessarily the nicest person there. or anywhere, for that matter. tagged // wolfbane || notes // tails. you won. i posted. <3
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Jan 30, 2012 10:41:57 GMT -5
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=style,background-color: #D0D0D0;][atrb=vAlign,top] [STYLE=width: 274px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; border-bottom: #2F2F2F 8px solid;] █It wasn't like Skyler had any desired destination in mind, or anybody special in mind, more so the girl made her way through-out the crowds, nudging others out of her path without hesitation. The occasional snarl would break past her otherwise calm demeanor as the hallways and lounge rooms were full of humans and pokemons alike, full of things that didn't know how to crowd together anywhere else than in the middle of every entrance way. Annoyance radiated from Skye's being, laced with slight malice at anything that didn't immediately shrink away from in front of her. Hence, earning a sharp shove in the opposite direction so that she could break past the flocks of trainers.
A growlithe lingered close at Skye's heels, weaving between her legs with each step so that he could keep up, while staying in the clear trail his owner created for herself. Kreios pranced with each step, paws lifting in a self made beat that relied on Skye's own steps, this insuring the growlithe could slink through the girls legs without tripping her. A small chain-link collar dangled from his neck, a piece of charcoal attached at the end, while the canines ears pressed forward taking in all of the sounds, desperately matching a noise to a face. Though, missing his left ear the small nub merely twitched back and forth trying to capture the waves in almost fruitless attempts.
Time pressed and it wasn't long until the raven-haired maiden entered the room that Scarlette inhabited. The other girl released her own territorial aura, warding off any and all with a venomous glare. Kreios felt the presence, releasing a low growl at the tension emitting from the opposing femme. Skyler, upon hearing the rumble from her little pup followed his gaze towards the girl, snickering at how others seemed to avoid her. Ah, how solitude could be so bliss, it seemed. Despite the attitude the red-head showed Skye couldn't help but let her mind wander for a moment, if that girl was here, she'd be looking for a battle right? That's what the trainers lounge was for wasn't it? Trainers wanting to interact with others for their own benefit. Based upon that judgment, Skye allowed her gaze to meet with the femme, holding it for a moment before ambling forward, keeping a consistent pace before stopping an arms length from the vermilion girl. "Are you looking for a battle?" Straight-forward and not leaving much to the imagination, what was small talk between two strangers anyway?[/style] | [atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style,background-color: #C0C0C0;][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; background-image: url(http://i39.tinypic.com/21297ph.png); border-radius: 5px; border: #282828 solid 10px; margin-top: -10px;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; background-image: url(http://i53.tinypic.com/1g5af8.png); border-radius: 5px; border: #282828 solid 10px; margin-top: 15px;] [/style][STYLE=width: 120px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 0px 0px 10px 0px; text-align: justify;] █ Level: 9 █
█Abilities: Flash-Fire. Intimidate.█
█Moves: Bite- Power 60. Roar- -- Ember- Power 40 + Boost(Charcoal). Leer- --█
█ TAGS Castaway. █ WORDS 419 █ NOTES First battle thread :'D If I do anything wrong don't hesitate to tell me. [/style] |
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Post by CASTAWAY on Jan 30, 2012 21:54:49 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 hawkeit was more the soft growling that caught her attention. and to look down at her feet, slide her gaze over, and be looking at the feet of another individual. the sight of the growlithe stood out most. as scarlette lifted her gaze to the female trainers face, she had a smirk plastered across her already sarcastic face. " mmm.. i guess you could say that. i am holding down the battle arena at the moment, aren't i? " she laughed, though it was more or less fake. scarlette glanced back down at the more aggressive canine Pokémon. or maybe it was just aware of the fact that scarlette's personalty wasn't that great. whatever the case was, she ignored the little dog. she had her own to look after, she wasn't interested in getting too concerned about another. scarletter just smiled slyly and nodded.
" i imagine you're for a battle as well? " before she headed into the arena without another word. in fact, she more or less got herself ready. laid out her bag. held a lone pokeball in her hands. " one on one? or what were you planning. by the looks of that growlithe, i'll guess he's pretty strong. " with that said, the redhead pressed the device, blowing it up into a larger sphere. it opened soon after, retracting itself in her hand. a red shape took form, morphing and quivering into the shape of a minccino. only.. a totally different colour. at first, when scarlette had been given it by another trainer. she was mystified. but it should be pretty clear. the minccino was shiny. thus the pink fur covering it. an oddball of the rest of her pokemon, for sure. " minccino against the growlithe? " scarlette asked lightly. she couldn't really care who she used, so minccino was her first choice.
there was her skitty.. but that boy wasn't exactly the best choice. he had.. issues. mostly of which gender he was. with a shake of her head to clear her thoughts, scarlette nodded. " you can start, if you want. " then she made a path towards her area on stage. the minccino just scurried down onto the stadium floor and sat, waiting for orders. though he was getting in a huge overreaction at the fact that the ground was so dirty. his tail was making quick sweeps, clearing dust and sand. < goodness! the last Pokémon in here sure are filthy! > he examined, before tilting his head to actually look at the growlithe. he giggled. < your pretty cute! > he covered her mouth with his paws, swaying from side to side. he giggled again, then glanced back at his trainer, who was more or less just waiting for the other trainer to take position and begin the battle. of course. this was all for show. however he didn't actually know what gender the growlithe was. he thought it was a girl.
maybe because there was a female growlithe in scarlette's team. L (10) -- male cute charm & technician pound, growl, helping hand, tickle tagged // wolf || notes // herp
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Feb 12, 2012 18:11:03 GMT -5
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=style,background-color: #D0D0D0;][atrb=vAlign,top] [STYLE=width: 274px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; border-bottom: #2F2F2F 8px solid;] █The laugh that was released by the girl issued nothing more than a forced smile from Skyler, even if it was masked by the slight guard the night-bleached femme held, it was a smile no less. "Yes, I suppose you are holding it down. Everybody else seems too timid to even come near you it seems," Light hearted reply as Skyler diverted her gaze down to Kreios, doing a swift check-up to insure his posture and attitude didn't contradict her own composure. Where as Skye remained rather open-minded about the whole ordeal, trying to play a friendly attitude as to not completely put off the other girl, Kreios continued his hesitant actions, fighting the urge to remain quiet and still against Scarlette's hostile aura. Though, Kreios's rigid frame was put at ease when Skyler tapped his hind legs with her shoe, drawing his attention away from Scarlette.
The inquirement about Skye looking for a battle seemed more like a statement as the fire-branded girl didn't wait for an answer, not that Skyler minded too much, such a question seemed pointless as the answer was bluntly stated just by her presence, but then again, she had asked the same thing before-hand.
Feeling her gaze stray from the girl as she wandered inside, Skye merely clicked her tongue and followed suite after her, Kreios closely trailing beside her feeling a light excitement throughout his frame at the open area, that held the scents of various pokemon. All so over-whelming and like-wise as he took in all the different smells, his maw lightly foamed. Taking residence on the opposing side of the arena, Skyler gave a swift check of her items, insuring that the potions were all accounted for in-case Kreios had a moment of hesitation and had to be aided. The growlithe was set in-front of the female trainer, his single ear flicking back and forth as the left one was torn off from long ago.
"One on one sounds fine with me, i'll be using Kreios," A simple hand gesture towards the growlithe, earning a light sweep of his tail in a wag at his name. Though at the next comment a light smile danced across her features, "He can hold his own, but he's still just a pup." Her crimson irises watched in slight awe as the shiny colored minccino bared itself in front of her, it's fur was of a pinkish hue, obviously not of the norm but Skye found herself approving of the pokemon in her mind. "Growlithe verses Minccino," Repeating what Scarlette said to agree, Skye glanced down at the growlithe feeling a sense of enjoyment at the thrill of her first battle.
Straightening her stance and sending the growlithe forward towards the center of the arena, wasting no time, the girl spoke. "Kreios, use leer, than follow it up with an ember. Her words held a stern demeanor and she waited.
Kreios found himself staring at the minccino, eyes narrowing in a judgmental way as he watched it's tail sweep across the stadium floor. Had this creature been victim to an OCD disorder? "It's not too bad, don't hinder yourself with worrying about it, it'll only make your tail dirty," The growlithe explained, it'd be impossible to completely clean the area, and when the minccino began to 'flirt' for a lack of a better term, Kreios found his lips curling back across his fangs, baring his canines for the pokemon to see. "I'm nothing close to cute, i'm an intimidating creature. A guardian cannot be cute, it defeats the purpose." Such a compliment seemed to fly straight over Kreios's head as he found slight insult in it, having been keen on protecting Skye the least thing he wanted was to be deemed 'cute'.
And almost on cue, Skyler had commanded him. The growlithe moved onto all fours, spreading them out equally before sharpening his gaze into serpent like slits, feeling the whole of his eyes glint red for a moment as he leered at the minccino. Along side, a loud growl rippled forth from his muzzle, as the active ability of intimidation bared itself. The charcoal around the growlithe's neck was hidden behind his mane, though as Skye instructed the canine sparked a flame at the back of its neck, bringing a flame alive and shot it forward at the opposing pokemon, aiming to hit it with a powered up ember.[/style] | [atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style,background-color: #C0C0C0;][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; background-image: url(http://i39.tinypic.com/21297ph.png); border-radius: 5px; border: #282828 solid 10px; margin-top: -10px;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; background-image: url(http://i53.tinypic.com/1g5af8.png); border-radius: 5px; border: #282828 solid 10px; margin-top: 15px;] [/style][STYLE=width: 120px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 0px 0px 10px 0px; text-align: justify;] █ Level: 9 █
█Abilities: Flash-Fire. Intimidate--ACTIVATED.█
█Moves: Bite- Power 60. Roar- -- Ember- Power 40 + Boost(Charcoal). Leer- --█
█Battle: INTIMIDATION Activated --Lowers Attack USED LEER -- Lowers defense USED EMBER -- 40 base power ----Power raised Charcoal.█
█ TAGS Castaway. █ WORDS 757 █ NOTES First battle thread :'D If I do anything wrong don't hesitate to tell me. Sorry for the wait >< [/style] |
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Post by CASTAWAY on Feb 12, 2012 18:58:48 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 was taken aback by the abrupt nature of the opposing growlithe. now that he had a good look at him.. the little chinchilla shook his head sadly. < oh my. dearly sorry. i mistook you for a girl. but no, your manly ways have shown themself. > he said sincerely, bowing down. however, that led him into a problem as the growlithe launched himself towards him, eyes glowing red and making him that much more nervous. with a quick twist of his feet, he blocked himself slightly from the embers, however still yelped and flapped his arms as the flames hit his limbs. he flailed about nervously. < ooh, hot. hot! > the pink chinchilla lifted his gaze, tilted his head, and smiled faintly. < good one! > he encouraged, then realized his trainer was probably waiting for him to take control and fight back. the cheery little minccino leaped off his feet and soared towards the growlithe, his fingers wiggling.
mostly to tickle and prod under the fur of the adorable dog. he was aiming to low his defenses, get under his skin. because, soon after. the minccino's fist glowed slightly as he raised it up and tried bringing it down on the growlithe's head. < oops. sorry! > he apologized, before scrambling backwards into the dust and shaking himself vigorously to clear himself of the disgusting girl. scarlette's cold red eyes held the shape of her pokemons within it's depths, probing it for any sign of weakness. however, the little Pokémon was still holding up. if a little charred and dirty. even now, the little minccino was flailing his tail over his fur, shaking himself, pulling at his fur with his hands and teeth. grumbling about dirt.
though the whole while.. the whole time the chinchilla had a smile on his face. and a genuine one, too. scarlette's wavy red hair was pulled behind her head instandly, her jacket dropped onto the ground, revealing her custom outfit. leggings, plain grey and black skirt and shirt. scarlette tilted her head, eyebrow raising as she examined the battle. " what happened to his ear? " she called, deciding to ask questions. the two Pokémon were holding their own, they could do without proper commands. besides, scarlette wasn't exactly sure what the minccino had up his sleeve. this was her first time battling with him after all. the small animal was even on his feet now, twitching those big ears of his.
< i'm reaaaady! > he called, laughing cutely. he was dancing on his feet, his entire body apparently rid of the layer of grit that'd been spread over his neat pink body. one would never have guessed he was actually a boy. really, scarlette might not have known. however she knew now. her eyes were flitting over the scene, watching with mild amusement at the two. they were honestly pretty interesting. she wouldn't use the word cute. but the growlithe was actually a pretty promising pooch.
she had yet to see the minccino's real strength. ( def -1 ) L (10) -- male cute charm & technician pound, growl, helping hand, tickle hit by leer and ember used tickle and pound tagged // wolf || notes // <3 nothing wrong. you're a damn good writer. ;)
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Feb 15, 2012 23:14:49 GMT -5
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=style,background-color: #D0D0D0;][atrb=vAlign,top] [STYLE=width: 274px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; border-bottom: #2F2F2F 8px solid;] █"I can assure you, i'm nothing of the sort."Feeling a light twitch with-in his limbs at the minccino's words, still clearly aggravated by the gender confusion, the canine ignored the sudden urge to rush the little creature with the irritation he felt course through his veins like adrenaline. All of his instincts screeched at him like a great owl to charge at the minccino, aim to kill, to capture his game prize by obtaining the single jugular it held within the confides of its neck. The sensation rang clear in Kreios's mind, lit up like a glorified scene from a movie, he could almost feel the heat from the others body around his muzzle as if he had bitten down on it's flank, and though such ideas ran ramp-id in his fantasies, Kreios refrained from acting out of animalistic tendencies. That would do him more harm than good.
The round of contained embers had proven a success, along with the intimidating leer the growlithe had sent forth towards the pink chinchilla-like creature, and while the brute felt his lips curl into a slight smirk, the compliment encouraged the flick and turn of the canine's ear, showing the slight confusion and thought Kreios held. Why would he be complimenting, when he himself was the one who got hurt? Though he let the question remain unanswered, it was probably for the best not to dig too dig for an answer he knew he'd regret knowing about later, why burden himself with simple-minded appreciation?
Though, the statement the minccino mentioned before caught enough of Kreios's attention that he barely noticed when the small Pokémon leapt towards him and skimmed it's paws across his pelt, encouraging a slight yelp in surprise as Kreios lashed out, taking this opportunity to snap his fangs forward clamping down at the minccino in a jaw-locking bite, before releasing the tension of his maw when he felt the head-ache inducing pound on his head. Gaining a growl the growlithe coiled his muscles and recoiled backwards to maintain the distance he felt comfortable with. His head shook to try and forget the pain he just felt, though he allowed words to escape. "Don't apologize for doing what you need too, it's a part of life."
Skyler's eyes remained fixated on the battle at hand, her face barely showing any sort of expression as she compared different techniques in her mind, other than the fact Kreios was doing fine on his own at this moment, she felt a smile taint her lips as she witnessed the tickle/bite/pound combination the Pokémon held in sequence against one another, it was accelerating in a way, first battle, not knowing how the out-come would effect each party. Though, her train of thought was disrupted by the inquiry earning a cock of the head to the side, caused by reminiscing from past events. "Kreios wasn't originally mine, though I lived with his previous owner, who managed to do that to the little guy. Took a knife to his ear and tore it off, it's why I took Kreios and left," Her words held slight hesitation, explaining the simple out-line of what had happened, though answered the question all the same. "How did you manage to come across such an oddly colored minccino?" A query of her own since the coat of fur continued to catch her eye since it was such an odd occurrence to see a shiny.
Standing his ground in a territorial fashion, the pooch's pupils glinted in stiffening exasperation as the chinchilla began to fluently dance where it stood. Allowing his tail to slice the air behind him in hard flicks, Kreios felt his body surge with malice as he regained the red-tint to his eyes with a strong glare, leering at the opponent.[/style] | [atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style,background-color: #C0C0C0;][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; background-image: url(http://i39.tinypic.com/21297ph.png); border-radius: 5px; border: #282828 solid 10px; margin-top: -10px;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; background-image: url(http://i53.tinypic.com/1g5af8.png); border-radius: 5px; border: #282828 solid 10px; margin-top: 15px;] [/style][STYLE=width: 120px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 0px 0px 10px 0px; text-align: justify;] █ Level: 9 █
█Abilities: Flash-Fire. Intimidate--ACTIVATED.█
█Moves: Bite- Power 60. Roar- -- Ember- Power 40 + Boost(Charcoal). Leer- --█
█Battle: INTIMIDATION Activated --Lowers Enemy Attack
HIT BY TICKLE
USED BITE -- 60 base power [-1 tickle] -- 30% chance of enemy flinching
HIT BY POUND -- 40 base power [-1 intimidation]
USED LEER -- Lowers Enemies Defense █
█ TAGS Castaway. █ WORDS 664 █ NOTES First battle thread :'D If I do anything wrong don't hesitate to tell me. xD This is fun EDIT: Fixed~ xD [/style] |
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Post by CASTAWAY on Feb 16, 2012 15:39:05 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 when his fist connected with the mutt's skull. he felt it rattle, though that might have also been a side-effect of his shock and submission when the growlithe's teeth sank themself into the pink chinchilla's skin. he yelped, tugging himself out of his grasp as he scrambled backwards. < ow, ow, ooow! > he howled, before moving away from the fire-type and in turn using his thick tail to rid himself of the layer of dust that now settled on the pink pokemon. thankfully the bite wasn't enough to make him flinch. but now his shoulder throbbed, and he whimpered and stepped on it tenderly now. however the probing eyes of scarlette's gaze boring into his back sent him forward. < oh.. i know. but hurting people is so.. so mean! > the minccino said, a hint of unease littering his tone. however with another wave of his tail, minccino sprang forward, cringing slightly at the leer coming his way, trying to sweep him under. however, the chinchilla had another thing in mind. as the pink pokemon slid underneath the growlithe, the minccino tried his hand at not touching him, then lending his ticklish tail and paws into the mix. another tickle across the belly this time. all in order to lower the growlithes defense and attack.
scarlette raised an eyebrow, watching as the minccino scrambled away, his fist pulled out and ready. then it came, another blow to the skull. or an attempted one. minccino was just trying to beam it hard enough to knock it unconsious. he hated hurting people, but if this was to make him stronger then so be it! the little pokemon pushed away from the growlithe, making sure to have a quick sweep of his tail over the fire-types face, as to clear away any dirt that may have soiled it. he smiled awkwardly, sliding away from the growlithe. just then, scarlette lifted her gaze, noticing that the fellow trainer answered her question. with a slight twinge of interest, the redhead listened, watching skyler. a narrow of the eyes was a plain look of disgruntled anger at the thought of someone tearing off the growlithes ear. now that she looked, it did look like a knife had gone to it. scarlette shook her head, watching skyler. " good choice, he's in good hands now. " she said, a faint smile tracing her lips.
though, this was also when a thought crossed her mind. as the trainer projected a question her way. " minccino? oh.. well that's actually a funny story. i was in the park one day, and i met up with a bunch of people having a roast or something. pretty fire and everything. the one guy's ponyta was getting something out of his backpack and dropped one of the pokeballs. it just so happened to contain the minccino. " she paused a moment, recalling the time. it actually wasn't that long ago. however a larger smile broke across scarlette's face. " i bent over to pick it up, and the man told me i could have him. not that funny, but at the time it was. then right after a rayquaza came and interrupted the moment. " scarlette tilted her head in the direction of the girl, a smile playing over her.
the minccino glanced up at his trainer at the story she'd told. he nodded vigorously to skyler and smiled. < yepyep! so now i'm with scarlette. > he said, though then remembered he should PROBABLY be watching the growlithe. ( def -2 ) L (10) -- male cute charm & technician pound, growl, helping hand, tickle hit by leer and bite used tickle and pound tagged // wolf || notes // <333
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Feb 16, 2012 20:18:03 GMT -5
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=style,background-color: #D0D0D0;][atrb=vAlign,top] [STYLE=width: 274px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; border-bottom: #2F2F2F 8px solid;] █Was it such a bad sensation the growlithe felt course through his body when he could practically taste the minccino's flesh between his fangs? It felt almost natural in a sense, the predator capturing the prey in such a natural way that it was the essence of a flowing river, it was right. Yet, just like that, such a divine touch of justification for his canine ancestors was torn from his grasp as the minccino cringed and escaped his locking grip. And if one paid attention, they could almost hear the whine that whimpered out from Kreios's throat in such a broken-hearted manner. Though, it wasn't long until the growlithe resorted back to his previous state of mind, one keen on observing such an odd little creature.
"It's more of a life-style than mean. You are being raised to be stronger, a fighter, you should take pride in your companion seeing such a flame in your heart. It's more of a blessing than a curse," Kreios explained, finding some sort of inner self depth at his own words, seeming to perk up since he found his statement inspiring. Just enough to jump up and tense as he saw the chinchilla leap forward, and just as Kreios went to meet the pokemon half-way in the charge, he stomped his front paws down in an attempt to stop the pokemon from gliding under him, yet failed as he once again felt the ticklish sensation sweep over him. Growling in frustration, Kreios allowed the crimson glint to take over his eyes as he lashed backwards to meet the Minccino's eyes as he felt the pound hit his crown again, knocking him back a few strides.
It was have ended with that if the tail didn't sweep over the momentarily blind canine's face. Such a thing as dirt didn't matter at the moment, the only thing that did was that something was touching his currently tender skin, and it irritated him enough to snarl and bite down at the feather-like tail, using it like a chew-toy and shaking his head side to side as he tried to take out a large chunk, if it landed successful. Releasing the tension in his jaw, Kreios rose a paw to bring it across his ears once, feeling out the recently injured area, noticing the pain that tinged his frame.
Skyler diverted her eyes tenderly across the battle field, taking a keen glimpse over Kreios as he seemed to be checking out his body for sore-spots, so he was feeling something. Well, it wasn't like it was out of the ordinary, after being hit repeatedly in the same place, it'd start to feel painful, only natural. Though Skye didn't seem too bent out of shape through the discussion of Kreios's ear, it was only because she had grown use to it, and the fact that the growlithe was okay with the fact that he was missing an ear now. "Thanks, I like to think that he's doing good with me, god only knows he gets spoiled," A genuine smile danced across her lips as she felt content at her words, Kreios was her little boy, and despite the fact that he remained on the guard-side, he got his way most of the time.
Listening to the story of how Scarlette obtained the minccino, Skye couldn't help but feel a sense of awe as she mentioned the legendary. "A rayquaza? A lucky sight i'd say, along with the shiny minccino, you must have had a horse-shoe around your neck," Light humor despite the story being one that was rather adorable, the odds of being able to keep a dropped pokeball was slim, so it was a nice refreshment to the world's usual cold stance. The minccino seemed content with Scarlette as well, how nice.[/style] | [atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style,background-color: #C0C0C0;][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; background-image: url(http://i39.tinypic.com/21297ph.png); border-radius: 5px; border: #282828 solid 10px; margin-top: -10px;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; background-image: url(http://i53.tinypic.com/1g5af8.png); border-radius: 5px; border: #282828 solid 10px; margin-top: 15px;] [/style][STYLE=width: 120px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 0px 0px 10px 0px; text-align: justify;] █ Level: 9 █
█Abilities: Flash-Fire. Intimidate--ACTIVATED.█
█Moves: Bite- Power 60. Roar- -- Ember- Power 40 + Boost(Charcoal). Leer- --█
█Battle: Health -- 73% Yellowing
INTIMIDATION Activated --Lowers Enemy Attack
HIT BY TICKLE
HIT BY POUND -- 40 base power [-1 intimidation]
USED LEER -- Lowers Enemies Defense
USED BITE -- 60 base power [-2 tickle] -- 30% chance of enemy flinching █
█ TAGS Castaway. █ WORDS 643 █ NOTES Chillin' like a villain. [/style] |
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Post by CASTAWAY on Feb 17, 2012 19:13:24 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 hawkescarlette felt her gaze turning to skyler, the faintest smile shining through. " it was a pretty amazing sight, despite the fact it knocked almost all the pokemon down, and ruined our good evening. wasn't exactly a rayquaza fit for welcoming introductions, apparently. " she felt the slightest hint of amusement slide through her voice, and she sighed a little, turning her gaze back to the battle. worry struck her then, making her tighten her grip and squeeze her hands. the minccino's tail being locked into a severe hold in the growlithe's mouth had her calling out in a slight panic. " minccino, pound the growlithe's skull, get yourself out of there! " at once, the shiny pokemon went with it, fist bunching up as he rained down towards the fire-types head. if it cracked, he'd probably be free. he already slightly was anyway. the growlithe's teeth slide apart as he rubbed his head. the minccino took this as a moment to spring out of the way. though, personally. the chinchilla didn't.
he held back, attempting to mount the pokemon's back and tickle around his pits, along his spine, and around his neck. feet, paws, and tail moving in sync. all trying to get the growlithe down on his knees to lower defense and lower attack. he had to get the mutt to stop chomping so hard. next time didn't deal well for the little chinchilla. his pink fur seemed to shinny along the striped hounds back, and despite the throbbing wounds the little pokemon was feeling, he was thrilled. happy with himself. scarlette was proud of him, he could sense that much. and she even had enough thought to start yelling at him to get out of there. she had a heart, despite how well she hid it. even now, the redhead found herself hesitant to tear her eyes from the battle. though she did, and locked them as quickly as she could on skyler.
" what other pokemon do you have? we could always extend this battle if you want. i have a full team on me, you could take your pick on the next opponent. battling with you seems.. different. you don't seem hell-bent on winning. in fact, you aren't even commanding him. " scarlette observed, glancing down at the self-battling growlithe. a smile curled up the corners of the fiery girls mouth as she turned her head back. her fingers flexed with the squeeze they'd gone through her wave of unease. her hard eyes seemed to get a little softer as she saw the state she was in. she was letting down her barrier, if slightly. a window had opened. or just a little dip in the wall. scarlette shook her head and looked back down at the minccino, who was now panting slightly with the effort. he was standing away from the growlithe now, holding his shoulder and curling his tail around himself protectively.
< well, maybe you find pride in it. i personally don't beat inches out of a pokemons life. scarlette trains us for contests. we aren't necessarily meant to hurt one another. if we have to, thats fine. i've grown up learning that hurting people to protect the ones you love isn't always the answer. > the minccino was speaking again, though he let out a yelp through the middle, clutching his tail tightly in his paws. the noise caught scarlette's attention, and she narrowed her eyes slightly in concern. ( def -3 ) L (10) -- male cute charm & technician pound, growl, helping hand, tickle HEALTH IS MID-HIGH YELLOW hit by leer and bite used tickle and pound tagged // wolf || notes // if you want, we can continue the battle further. herp, i love our battling, personally.
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Feb 18, 2012 17:17:17 GMT -5
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=style,background-color: #D0D0D0;][atrb=vAlign,top] [STYLE=width: 274px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; border-bottom: #2F2F2F 8px solid;] █"Sounds like the rayquaza had very few manners, though it could have been worse, could have taken this little minccino as lunch. That would have ruined more than an evening I think, nothing worse than a woman scorned," Raising a hand to motion it at Scarlette as the 'woman scorned', Skye felt her lips twitch into a light smile, while relaxing her stance, casual conversation was nice for a change. It had been some time that the ebony haired girl took the time to be decent enough to hold such calming words with another without being, well, a bitch. Though, Scar's words signaled for Skye to sharply turn her gaze to the two Pokémon in haste, eyes scanning for any sort of struggle from her growlithe.
Kreios didn't exactly hear Scarlette's words, his mind roaring at him to keep shaking his head to tear at the minccinos' tail, though when he felt the skull-scrambling hit against his crown again, he released as a low yelp blurted from his muzzle, feeling his stamina drain closer towards the mid-way point for his tolerance. "Arceus damnit," Using the name of his god, the growlithe shook off the pain and snarled and snapped his fangs in an intimidating manner towards the minccino, feeling his tongue do a sweep over his muzzle to rid it of any fur or blood from the chinchilla.
Then the rodent pounced on his back and began tickling, earning a buck from the growlithe as it became rigid and lurched forward, kicking out it's hind legs like a kicking horse, which was ironic since his stripes match that of a zebra if you thought more in the equestrian sense, and not in the tiger mind-set. "Kreios, calm down and use ember," Skyler felt herself call out, seeing that Kreios couldn't exactly turn his head to such an angle to grab a good hold on the minccino, but ember would prove a good solution. The growlithe caught his spark-box a flame, letting out embers towards the fur of the minccino, aiming to scorch the tips and skin a darker shade of the pink than what the male seemed to prefer. Going for the chinchilla's face and paws to retaliate from the pound and tickle.
Forcing her gaze to soften from the sharp stare she had recently had, Skye rose a hand to run it through her hair, shaking it out. "I have a slowpoke, charmander, and girafarig on me, though they aren't as leveled as Kreios, just got most of them," A sheepish look appeared on Skye's face at that, ah nothing like fresh new Pokémon to get accustomed too. Though her head angled to the side, at what Scar said. "This is my first battle so I don't expect too much, but you win some and you lose some, no use getting bent out of shape over," Words that could practically be shoved in a little fortune cookie, but true none the less, Skye wasn't too keen on winning, as long as her Pokémon got their own little thrill from everything. "Having another battle after these two is fine with me, it'd give me a chance to get use to my other companions," Not commanding him? That seemed to be true, but Kreios could handle himself, when he got to the point where he needed assistance she'd aid but for now she was happy on letting him unleash his own potential on his own, so she knew his week points and could improve. But that would be too much to say for now, so Skye simply nodded her head and let out a light laugh in agreement, "I just want to see where his strong points are, and what he needs to work on so I can help him for his next battle more than I could now."
Shifting weight from one haunch to the other, Kreios rasped his tongue across his mane to even it out from the tickle session, curling his clawed front paws inwards towards the stadium ground, creating tension in his muscles to ready himself to attack. "You have your views, and I have mine I suppose. I can't judge you for thinking that way, but don't let your morals make you hesitate when the battle winds down to the final move," The growlithe heard the yip, and his ears flicked forward in curiosity, though he found himself fighting back a yelp himself as a headache shot a jagged pain through his head at being pounded on it so many times. It was obvious that both Pokémon were beginning to have their health around the mid-way point, though it didn't hinder the growlithe any, he still felt the need to battle it out until he was on his last stance. Determination that earned another leer.[/style] | [atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style,background-color: #C0C0C0;][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; background-image: url(http://i39.tinypic.com/21297ph.png); border-radius: 5px; border: #282828 solid 10px; margin-top: -10px;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; background-image: url(http://i53.tinypic.com/1g5af8.png); border-radius: 5px; border: #282828 solid 10px; margin-top: 15px;] [/style][STYLE=width: 120px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 0px 0px 10px 0px; text-align: justify;] █ Level: 9 █
█Abilities: Flash-Fire. Intimidate--ACTIVATED.█
█Moves: Bite- Power 60. Roar- -- Ember- Power 40 + Boost(Charcoal). Leer- --█
█Battle: Health -- 64% Mid-yellow
INTIMIDATION Activated --Lowers Enemy Attack
HIT BY TICKLE
HIT BY POUND -- 40 base power [-1 intimidation]
USED LEER -- Lowers Enemies Defense
USED EMBER -- 40 base power [-3 tickle] -- Power boost Charcoal █
█ TAGS Castaway. █ WORDS 819 █ NOTES I like the battling too xD Its something new and it's easy to reply too. [/style] |
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BREEDING POST 2/7 x ::shelloseast::
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Post by CASTAWAY on Feb 18, 2012 18:08:21 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 relief at the fact his tail was set free. though, what with the canine still having full movement of his neck, a blur of red-hot embers burnt into his face, searing away patches of fur and causing a rather high-pitched scream to emit the chinchilla's voice. easily hurting his own ears, and possibly the canines. even scarlette winced, rubbing her ear slightly after the noise. though the pink pokemon's trainer was paying more attention to skyler. the pokemon she named off gave her a sense of interest. " oh? after this battle, i'll let out my pokemon for you to take a look at, if you want. " scarlette said, before her eyes drew her back towards the battle at hand. her pokemon was now on his feet more sturdily. even then, the pokemon was getting tired. thankfully the tickles were lowering the growlithes attack. it didn't hurt as bad.
but it was still pretty unbearable. the minccino felt his hands climb up to his face, covering his eyes. he whimpered pitifully, rocking himself from side to side. he peeked through his paws, and then bounced forwards. with a unsteady look on his face, the minccino forced himself forward at a quick enough pace. the pink pokemon's tail quivered, then he launched himself at the growlithes muzzle. his tail swiveled around the growlithes neck. trying to get a tender part that would make him twitch and react. the chinchilla then let his fist take control. however first he was trying to get a lock around the mutt's mouth. trying to stop the animal from crunching down on his body again. he was already in pain, and his tail was still throbbing. his face was burnt. and he felt horrible.
so, when the minccino felt he'd gotten himself mostly out of the way, his fist raised and aimed to crash down on the growlithes snout. jar his teeth a little. hurt him as much as he had hurt the chinchilla himself. < it doesn't matter. > he said, grunting out the words. however a smile broke out over the minccino's face and he laughed outright. the chinchilla felt himself slip, however. falling to the ground in front of the dog. he grunted as he landed, yet wasn't able to get to his feet. scarlette felt a tug of unease reach her, and she watched her minccino wordlessly. she just kind of glanced at skyler and then down at the growlithe. an even match, it seemed. well worth the effort of watching them fight it out. scarlette wasn't a real fan of fighting.
but she was going to push herself this time. ( def -3 ) L (10) -- male cute charm & technician pound, growl, helping hand, tickle HEALTH IS LOW YELLOW hit by leer and ember used tickle and pound tagged // wolf || notes // <3
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Feb 19, 2012 2:44:51 GMT -5
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=style,background-color: #D0D0D0;][atrb=vAlign,top] [STYLE=width: 274px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; border-bottom: #2F2F2F 8px solid;] █As the various spurts of embers went from the growlithe's maw and into the minccino's face, Kreios could feel the stray patches of fur fall down onto his back, while others littered the arena floor with the pink color. His content still wasn't at its high though, but his ears pulled back as the canine saw the chinchilla move it's paws up to it's face in what seemed to be shock, and a low snarl rippled out of his throat as the pokemon released a loud, high-pitched yowl in horror. The noise caused Kreios to cringe for a moment, squeezing his eyes shut while hunching up his back in a tense stance, snarling at such a noise slicing through his ear-drums, and before he knew it the minccino was back bi-pedal, leaving the growlithe on his own. Kreios wavored in his steps for a moment, feeling a wave of dizziness from exhaustion before shaking it off and raising his tail in an alpha-like manner.
"I'll do the same, you can expect and choose as you wish as well if someone catches your eye, my team is diverse in types so it'll be good," Skye said though as she did so her eyes were keen on the battle, narrowing in concern as the saw Kreios's minor stagger as the battle was finally catching up to him, and though she was proud she worried for his well-being, even if his determination showed through his weakening state.
Kreios watched the chinchilla, skeptical as it started to whimper to itself and hold it's face, was it really that bad? It was then the pokemon jumped forward in a lunge, tickling his neck and clamping down his jaw closed. Attemping to pry his jaw open in fruitless attempts due to his steadily deteriating will to escape, the growlithe merely leered sharply since the minccino was already so close to the growlithe's own gaze. And when the pound hit his jaw, he could feel his canine fangs tighten into an uncomfortable close-ness, earning a yelp from the canine as it felt it's front legs droop down as it stumbled on the spot and struggled to lift itself to his paws, though when he opened his eyes the minccino was on the ground himself, having fallen over.
Growling in a fit of rage, Kreios took this opportunity to jump forward, his claws on his front paws on either side of the chinchilla's torso, his hind leg stepping on its tail as the growlithe shoved it's fangs forward to bite down on it's tender under-belly, pulling his head back instinctively to tug at the flesh roughly. [/style] | [atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style,background-color: #C0C0C0;][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; background-image: url(http://i39.tinypic.com/21297ph.png); border-radius: 5px; border: #282828 solid 10px; margin-top: -10px;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; background-image: url(http://i53.tinypic.com/1g5af8.png); border-radius: 5px; border: #282828 solid 10px; margin-top: 15px;] [/style][STYLE=width: 120px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 0px 0px 10px 0px; text-align: justify;] █ Level: 9 █
█Abilities: Flash-Fire. Intimidate--ACTIVATED.█
█Moves: Bite- Power 60. Roar- -- Ember- Power 40 + Boost(Charcoal). Leer- --█
█Battle: Health -- 36% Yellow/red
INTIMIDATION Activated --Lowers Enemy Attack
HIT BY TICKLE
HIT BY POUND -- 40 base power [-1 intimidation]
USED LEER -- Lowers Enemies Defense
USED BITE -- 60 base power [-4 tickle] -- 30% chance of Flinch █
█ TAGS Castaway. █ WORDS 440 █ NOTES I like the battling too xD Its something new and it's easy to reply too. [/style] |
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BREEDING POST 5/7 x
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Post by CASTAWAY on Feb 19, 2012 9:16:51 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 hawkeit was at that moment the chinchilla experienced fear. not the shameless attempts and misleads from earlier. this was real. the pink Pokémon glimpsed the glinting fangs just as he felt pressure on his tail. of course the Pokémon would struggle to get away, it was common sense. survival instinct. he was trapped, no less. and as soon as the teeth clamped his stomach, he let out another earsplitting cry, fists flailing as he aimed to pound the dogs neck, cheek, shoulder. whatever was in direct reach of the chinchilla's attempt at escape, though he yelped even louder when the growlithe's head jerked backwards, carrying him into the air with him. since he'd managed to twist and yank his tail around and out from the growlithes weight. he was within the growlithes jaws now, hanging pathetically over the fire-types head. he writhed automatically, trying to have himself dropped.
that is, if the growlithe hadn't already let go of him when he'd tried pounding his body again. the next move was obvious. the chinchilla had been whoring it out the entire time. his sore tail twitched in the air, wincing and biting at the pokemon's sore spots as the pink minccino aimed to tickle the dog around the ears. he had to do something in order to get himself freed. and he didn't want to let down scarlette either. the redhead was watching, worry cutting through her breathing. but she forced herself to turn and speak to skyler. " indeed. my team varies too. " she said, pulling the red hair back behind her back and tilting her head again to watch the struggle between the two Pokémon. minccino was getting tired, and quickly. despite the bites to his body he was still struggling to keep going. it was a close match, and it was hard to examine who was to come out the victor. it'd probably be a close one.
with the victor falling seconds after. ( def -4 ) L (10) -- male cute charm & technician pound, growl, helping hand, tickle HEALTH IS ORANGE hit by leer and bite used tickle and pound tagged // wolf || notes // mmm.. i think you should put your status stats ( -4 def, etc ) underneath the growlithe's level. that way it's easier to keep track of. i don't see where your defense stats are lowered in your template. huehue. <333
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Feb 19, 2012 15:04:05 GMT -5
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=style,background-color: #D0D0D0;][atrb=vAlign,top] [STYLE=width: 274px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; border-bottom: #2F2F2F 8px solid;] █Was it a rumor that dogs could sense fear? Possessing such a ethereal power that they could smell the tension in the atmosphere and live off the horror. Kreios felt like he could. He could feel the unease sweep from the minccinos' body, almost creating a choking feeling as it flooded around the two pokemon with such a thick coat of straining in the air. Though, out of the natural instinct to hunt down it's prey, the more the chinchilla struggled, the more the growlithe felt the need to silence that movement with his own fangs, longing for such a success. This sensation only sky-rocketed when the minccino let out another pain-strikingly loud screech. There was a reason that dog toys let out a high-pitch squeak when bit down on, it was to mimic the cries of prey, to appease the more animalistic of traits canines held. So, Kreios barely flinched at the sound before standing straight, having the chinchilla dangling almost life-lessly in his jaws. Yet, this accomplishment was short lived as the pound struck against his body, urging the growlithe to drop the creature and fall back on his rump, body swaying as he fell to the side.
The growlithe remained there for a moment, short puffs of air escaping his muzzle as he twitched in pain, a loud yelp departed from the wavering creature before he struggled to raise himself to his paws again, though his back hunched to show his weakened stance. He mustered up what was left of his energy and leered for the last time for this battle, for after the minccino would use his next move, the growlithe would surely pass-out from exhaustion.
The tickle was almost expected, and Kreios welcomed it with a final chomp down on the chinchilla's tail, using his canine fangs to puncture the feather-duster tail for like the leer, the last time for his round in the battle unless the minccino flinched. He was using a last-ditch effort and soon felt himself stagger as his legs shook at trying to support his weight and the minccino's before it backed down.
Skyler gazed at the battle, feeling herself ease her body in recognition of what was soon to come. Kreios was soon going to faint, and despite her past tension with the whole ordeal, it was something she'd need to accept, he'd get stronger from this of course, but for now the best thing she could do was relax her own aura so that when the time came for her to obtain her little dog, she'd be able to offer him a calm atmosphere to be by.[/style] | [atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style,background-color: #C0C0C0;][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; background-image: url(http://i39.tinypic.com/21297ph.png); border-radius: 5px; border: #282828 solid 10px; margin-top: -10px;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; background-image: url(http://i53.tinypic.com/1g5af8.png); border-radius: 5px; border: #282828 solid 10px; margin-top: 15px;] [/style][STYLE=width: 120px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 0px 0px 10px 0px; text-align: justify;] █ Level: 9 █
█Abilities: Flash-Fire. Intimidate--ACTIVATED.█
█Moves: Bite- Power 60. Roar- -- Ember- Power 40 + Boost(Charcoal). Leer- --█
█Battle: Health -- 06% Red [-5] Will faint next hit.
INTIMIDATION Activated --Lowers Enemy Attack
HIT BY TICKLE
HIT BY POUND -- 40 base power [-1 intimidation]
USED LEER -- Lowers Enemies Defense
USED BITE -- 60 base power [-5 tickle] -- 30% chance of Flinch █
█ TAGS Castaway. █ WORDS 440 █ NOTES I like the battling too xD Its something new and it's easy to reply too. [/style] |
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BREEDING POST 5/7 x BREEDING V2 1/7 ::shelloseast:: x ::spheal::
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Post by CASTAWAY on Feb 19, 2012 18:39:11 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 final blows were being thrown around. the last chomp seized hold of minccino's tail, pulling him down to the ground to writhe and cry in pain. however, this time scarlette had her eyes fixated on the tiny pink chinchilla. " minccino, tough it out. i know you can beat him! you're stronger than he is! get up, and use pound! " she called, feeling the efforts of the battle draining away at the minccino's body. his torched fur. dull eyes. slow movements. it was all getting to him. however with a determined look and a hardening of his sights. the minccino dashed forward, trying not to stumble as the pokemon tried bringing his fist down on the canine. the growlithe, one of which was excellently strong and crafted up to be a great pokemon one day. he was glad that he'd been put up against such a formidable foe, and once the battle ended, the chinchilla would hold no grudges. in fact, it'd be a miracle to leech the pokemon off the fire-type. scarlette just narrowed her eyes slightly as her minccino stepped back.
even his own fist was throbbing, and he held it in his other hand now. the pink furred pokemon sat then, his fur charred and hardly recognizable. scarlette flinched slightly at the sight of him. the chinchilla panted, letting out harsh, wheezing sounds from his throat. he shook his head, twitched his wide ears and curled his tail into his lap. < hey.. hey? > he whispered, then called a bit louder the next. scarlette raised an eyebrow, before turning on her heel and digging her hands into her bag, tossing out random pokeballs. her entire team popped out before her, sitting lazily, others busily stalking the place. some were more rowdy, butting head with one another. her most loyal companion appeared to stand closer to her side, leaned against her. eyed the other suspiciously. however the only real suspicious one was the yanma. his tensely beating wings buzzed around scarlette's ear. he sat on her head, twitching and bouncing around. his eyes were narrowed, glaring at everyone. apparently he still wasn't trusting the rest of his team.
whatever, it didn't honestly matter. none of the others were taking a real big notice of him, other than the purrloin. cruella wasn't nice anyway. her claws stretched out as she tried to lunge at the bug. riolu just knocked her aside and raised an eyebrow in annoyance. her expression was merely a scowl that stalked off as her body slithered away from the two. scarlette just fixed her eyes on skyler. " take your pick? my teams strength level is pretty diverse. if we can match up, that's great. i find it hard to, sometimes. " the redhead smiled faintly, head resting on a pokemon, though she didn't look down to see which one it was. ( def -5 ) L (10) -- male cute charm & technician pound, growl, helping hand, tickle HEALTH IS RED hit by leer and bite used pound tagged // wolf || notes // <3
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Feb 20, 2012 20:11:05 GMT -5
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=style,background-color: #D0D0D0;][atrb=vAlign,top] [STYLE=width: 274px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; border-bottom: #2F2F2F 8px solid;] █The growlithe merely felt it's mind dull into a dark void of self reliant solitude, much like the sun being extinguished by the waxing moon, the fire-type couldn't help but allow it's legs to buckle underneath the sudden pressure the air pressed against his structure. It wasn't like such a thing was happening, the air being violent in contrast to the canine, but it surely felt as if the weight of the world rest upon his trembling shoulders, like an animalistic Atlas struggling with his fate. "Hmph," A final huff departed from the growlithe, feeling his footing disregard the ground as the pound from the minccino left Kreios falling over onto his side, body flinching back as he closed his eyes and laid there. Not speaking, not moving except for the occasional rise and fall of his stomach. "Okay Kreios, good job, you held out, you'll do better next time." The small coo came from Skyler as the trainer left barely a seconds notice before moving forward towards the center of the arena to reclaim her fallen companion.
Since Kreios wasn't originally hers, Skye lacked an appropriate pokeball to hold her tiny terror in, though it wasn't all that bad, it just urged her to carry him most of the time when he was tired and keep a keen eye on him in public. So flashing a smile towards the chinchilla in praising wishings, the ebony haired girl knelt down to scope up her growlithe, keeping a soft grasp yet firm in order to give her pokemon a sense of closure. "Good job, you tried and that's all I could ask for," Saying before nuzzling encouragingly into his mane, the female turned a stare onto the minccino, giving a light nod towards the pokemon before glancing at Scarlette. "It seems like the minccino has a promising future a-head of him, whether it's for show or battling."
Retreating back to her end of the stadium, Skyler ran her own pokemon through her mind as her curiosity fed from Scarlette's companions, taking in all the different faces and species. The crimson eyed girl already had in mind what pokemon she was keen on using, that new addition to her party, the shiny heatmor, now which one on the opposite team did it seem like it could handle. The yanma was intriguing for obvious reasons, fire against bug, but that would be cheap, instead the girl found herself looking at the little riolu. "Would the riolu be willing to battle my heatmor?" The inquirement left her lips as the trainer let go of Kreios with one hand and held him closer in a protective manner, enabling herself to tenderly grab a hold of the pokeball holding the creature and letting it out.
The shiny heatmor let out a flicker of it's tongue, the long muscle descending from the long and narrow muzzle of the anteater, wisping in the air as flames spilled from the body-part. The tongue was caught a-flame, constantly on fire yet Felix didn't seem to mind. Standing bi-pedal the heatmor lowered it's front end down so that it's front legs grazed the ground, its tongue sweeping across the arena scorching the dirt in search for food. Hm, nothing. Skyler merely watched, finding herself somewhat proud of the little guy, lucky to have gotten her hands on him it seemed, so why not try and bond.[/style] | [atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style,background-color: #C0C0C0;][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; background-image: url(http://i39.tinypic.com/21297ph.png); border-radius: 5px; border: #282828 solid 10px; margin-top: -10px;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; background-image: url(http://cdn.bulbagarden.net/media/upload/9/9c/Spr_5b_631_s.png); border-radius: 5px; border: #282828 solid 10px; margin-top: 15px;] [/style][STYLE=width: 120px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 0px 0px 10px 0px; text-align: justify;] █ Level: 10 █
█Battle: Health -- 100% Full.
█Abilities: Gluttony. Flash Fire. White Smoke. █
█Moves: Lick- Power 20. Odor Sleuth- -- Incinerate- Power 30 Hone Claws- +Attack SuckerPunch- Power 80 █
█ TAGS Castaway. █ WORDS N/A █ NOTES Got da' shiny heatmor goin' on GURLLL. [/style] |
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BREEDING V2 7/7 x
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Post by CASTAWAY on Feb 22, 2012 18:05:48 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 hawkescarlette watched as the growlithe went down. followed skyler's shadow as she made her way onto the field to retrieve her fallen companion. the slightest stab of pity spread through scarlette, however she hid it neatly. instead she just kind of looked away, waiting as her minccino crawled towards her, kind of appearing shy, it seemed. the pink pokemon almost looked unsure. his trainer wasn't the cuddly, open-emotioned type. however she seemed to hesitate before coming to her knees. the minccino took this more emotionally than anyone else would have, even causing a bewildered stare from riolu. the purrloin got herself ready to pounce on him when he got near, however he bounced over her head and dodged her, diving into scarlette's arms. she held him against her chest, smiling faintly down on him. the pink chinchilla seemed happy, snuggling his face into the hollow of her neck, making happy sounds of content from the bottom of his throat. she just held him loosely, watching as something flashed across the field.
she hadn't really been paying attention, however skyler's voice called her to action. the redhead lifted her head in acknowledgement, glancing down at her riolu. he seemed content, interested in the heatmor. scarlette looked back up to skyler's face. the faintest of a sarcastic smirk seemed to taint her face, making her slightly devilish. " of course he can handle it. " she stated, waving her hand. the riolu nodded consent, heading off into the middle of the field, lifting his head and watching the heatmor. a form of an anteater. with flames licking from his mouth. the riolu smiled, crossing his arms over his chest. his expression danced with sarcasm. almost taunting the creature. the fighting-type didn't speak, but he didn't really need to. he could talk just fine conducting emotions strong enough to flow through touch. that's what he did. scarlette just gave a sharp snap of her fingers, and the riolu stepped back. he poised himself slightly, waiting as his trainer spoke to the girl.
" alright, i'll go first this time. riolu, start off with a quick attack. lets see how this pokemon moves. " because in all honesty, the redhead looked bewildered. her harsh red eyes danced across the heatmor's shiny appearance. it didn't honestly dawn on her it was a different colour, having never seen one before. in fact, scarlette didn't even acknowledge minccino was shiny until now. and this heatmor was something she was completely blind to. it was different. out of her range of pokemon. she wanted to know how it worked. what it's strong points, and most importantly, it's weak points were. in fact, you could see the woman tilting her head, seeming to stare down the pokemon. some might think she was glaring at it. she was more narrowing her eyes and inspecting the creature.
just then, the blur of another pokemon passed her line of sight, hounding down on the fire pokemon. her riolu was hardly seen, just a flash of blue and black fur coming down on the anteater in a zigzag, steady pace. back and forth, before scarlette's eyes closing in on the leaping stance of her riolu, his eyes narrowed, body twisting in order to body-check the pokemon. he was pretty good at it too, if you counted shaking it off. ::riolu:: L (10) -- male cute charm & technician quick attack, foresight, endure, bullet punch, counter health is green used quick attack tagged // wolf || notes // +1 level to growlithe and minccino
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Feb 25, 2012 22:59:55 GMT -5
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=style,background-color: #D0D0D0;][atrb=vAlign,top] [STYLE=width: 274px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; border-bottom: #2F2F2F 8px solid;] █The hollow of his stomach rose and fell with every individual breath, his aching body finally relaxed for the first time during this battle as Kreios felt the warmth of his owners body around his torso. And that was all he needed, he didn't need the comfort of the pokeball that was non-existent in his life to shield him for his health, just this was enough to make him feel accomplished with his battle, even if he didn't reign victorious. Skyler blessed her fire pooch with a few strokes to his flank, looking up soon enough to see the minccino finding acceptance in his owners embrace, such a scene earning a smile from Skye as she found herself feeling the same sort of proud emotion from her own pokemon for trying, as Scar seemed to have for her little chinchilla.
Though, such an emotion was short-lived as her mind shifted from her canine, allowing Kreios's limply resting body to slide into her shirt collar, his fore-legs dangling loosely to keep himself propped up as he remained silent in his sleep. The girl decided to use her newly obtained shiny heatmor from a trade to become aware of the pokemons weaknesses and mannerisms, get it use to her own style of command. "Felix," Calling out with a different tone of voice than she had proceeded to use with Kreios, Skyler found the need to command the heatmor more than her growlithe due to the fact her little canine had spent years with her, hence he didn't need to learn the pack mentality, where as the heatmor would certainly need to get use to taking orders.
The anteater barely seemed interested in the riolu's presence, finding the ground more of an attraction for his line of sight as he sweep-ed his fire-stained tongue across the dirt, searching for any sort of durant that may come across, even though the chances were less than slim. Hissing and letting out a steam of smoke from his muzzle, the heatmor stomped it's foot in annoyance at the lack of nourishment, finding his temper sky-rocketing into an volcanic eruption. "Is there not a single speck of anything," Grumbled out from under his breath, Felix felt his eyes narrowing down on the little male, he snorted in frustration at being taunted, and this earned the heatmor to stand tall bi-pedaled, his tail inhaling a large quantity of oxygen, while his tongue once again flickered out towards the riolu.
Observing her own pokemon, Skyler merely nodded in agreement to Scarlette's words, acknowledging them and waiting for her to speak. As soon as the offensive move left the confides of the fire-haired girls mouth, Skye found herself following suite afterwards. "Felix, hone claws," The heatmor paused for a moment, taking into consideration the move Skye spoke of, and began to tear his clawed fingers along the ground, sharpening the ends to raise his attack. Then the riolu's body collided with his own, earning Felix to raise a foot and plant it behind him to avoid stumbling backwards at the force of the quick attack. A loud rumble came from his body as air rushed in through his tail, and Skye sent a command towards him again, "Suckerpunch him while he's there, don't lose him," A fore-arm rose and coiling his muscles in a sudden movement, the heatmor sent his newly sharpened claws forward, jabbing them at the riolu's body as it glowed a purple hue.[/style] | [atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style,background-color: #C0C0C0;][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; background-image: url(http://i39.tinypic.com/21297ph.png); border-radius: 5px; border: #282828 solid 10px; margin-top: -10px;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; background-image: url(http://cdn.bulbagarden.net/media/upload/9/9c/Spr_5b_631_s.png); border-radius: 5px; border: #282828 solid 10px; margin-top: 15px;] [/style][STYLE=width: 120px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 0px 0px 10px 0px; text-align: justify;] █ Level: 10 █
█Battle: Health -- 89% Green.
█Abilities: Gluttony. Flash Fire. White Smoke. █
█Moves: Lick- Power 20. Odor Sleuth- -- Incinerate- Power 30 Hone Claws- +Attack SuckerPunch- Power 80 █
█Battle: HIT BY QUICK ATTACK --power 40
USED HONE CLAWS --Boosts Attack Power
USED SUCKER-PUNCH --Power 80 [+1]█
█ TAGS Castaway. █ WORDS 584 █ NOTES Got da' shiny heatmor goin' on GURLLL. [/style] |
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BREEDING V3 6/7 x
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Post by CASTAWAY on Feb 26, 2012 8:39:19 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 honed claws was something that worried scarlette. her pokemon didn't have any status lowering moves, and because of this, she was watching. the quick attack had gone through, but a hidden suckerpunch was coming down on the riolu, and indeed hit. and it noticeably hurt according to the twisted expression on the riolu's face. however he snapped out of his pain, and immediately sent a fighting-type move back at him. countering the move. scarlette just nodded slightly, showing little to no expression as to what was going on. she was merely interested in seeing if her riolu could prove strong enough to take down the pokemon. and so far, it looked good. but even now the riolu found himself wheezing from the unexpected punch to the stomach. in fact, the riolu had a deadly serious face on him, eyes narrowed, a slight growl ebbing between his teeth.
scarlette just tilted her head, watching her pokemon's stance. " don't get mad, riolu. get even. try not to let the pokemon hit you. avoid him, otherwise you're going to get pounded. " her voice came curtly, rather lilting. her pokemon just grunted in acknowledgement, but anyone could tell he wasn't that interested in what she had to say. she was mocking him in a way. telling him exactly what he was doing wrong. he didn't care. he knew what was wrong. he was letting himself be hit. getting too cocky. and the anteater actually looked like an honorable opponent. riolu was just letting himself get to full of himself. ahead of himself. with a vigorous shake of his head, the fighting-type found himself actually heeding his trainers advice. moving away from the heatmor. watching it's movements. < come at me. > |
[/i] was plainly written on the pokemons face. it even stretched and curled in a paw for emphasis. [/div] L (10) -- male steadfast & inner focusquick attack, foresight, endure, bullet punch, counter health is low green hit by sucker punch used counter (x2 last physical hit it took) tagged // wolf || notes // alright. <3 sorry for the suckish post. [/center] [/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Feb 28, 2012 13:32:57 GMT -5
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true][atrb=style,background-color: #D0D0D0;][atrb=vAlign,top] [STYLE=width: 274px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; border-bottom: #2F2F2F 8px solid;] █Skyler could only watch in slight concern as the riolu used counter, a move which could easily take out a large chunk of her heatmor's health if used at the correct time, and judging now she could notice the heatmor hissing out in pain as the attack proved successful. Hm, what to do, what to do, the different moves shifted through her head, the only status upgrading move was a given, hone claws would be used to aid the situation since the riolu had such a move so it was better to power house through it now with raised attack low power moves, than going straight for the sucker-punch again. "Felix, hone claws again, you need to start attacking more fiercely," The command was clear, the intent obvious.
The heatmor ranked it's claws against the arena floor again, small metallic sparks showering from the friction as the pokemon's body took in the attack boost, dagger like fingers gleaming from being sharpened once more. Now was time for something that could aid later on in battle. "Use lick," And just like that, the ant-eater from a long distance didn't need to close it much, simply stomped forward a little less than gracefully before it's long narrow tongue shot from its mouth, heated by the fire that ran rampid on the firey body part, and as it went to full length, the lick aimed to run up the riolu's body, perhaps paralyzing the pokemon from the status ailment the move had hidden in it.[/style] | [atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style,background-color: #C0C0C0;][STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; background-image: url(http://i39.tinypic.com/21297ph.png); border-radius: 5px; border: #282828 solid 10px; margin-top: -10px;] [/style] [STYLE=width: 100px; height: 100px; background-image: url(http://cdn.bulbagarden.net/media/upload/9/9c/Spr_5b_631_s.png); border-radius: 5px; border: #282828 solid 10px; margin-top: 15px;] [/style][STYLE=width: 120px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; line-height: 11px; color: #737678; padding: 0px 0px 10px 0px; text-align: justify;] █ Level: 10 █
█Battle: Health -- 69% High Yellow.
█Abilities: Gluttony. Flash Fire. White Smoke. █
█Moves: Lick- Power 20. Odor Sleuth- -- Incinerate- Power 30 Hone Claws- +Attack SuckerPunch- Power 80 █
█Battle: HIT BY COUNTER --power x2
USED HONE CLAWS --Boosts Attack Power
USED LICK --Power 20 [+2] ---30% chance of Paralyze█
█ TAGS Castaway. █ WORDS N/A █ NOTES All good, mine isn't that great either xD [/style] |
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