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Post by WOLFBANE. on Feb 16, 2012 19:36:34 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/ajvTt.jpg'); width: 425px;][style=background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 5px; font-size: 12px; color: #cacaca; padding-left: 10px;]but no one else ever can see[/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 7px;][/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 9px; font-family: tahoma; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 7px; color: #cacaca; text-align: justify; width: 97px; margin-top: 114px; margin-right: -115px;][style=background-color: #b6b6b6; width: 95px; font-size: 9px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-bottom: 2px; font-family: tahoma;]Kaison Level 4 [/style][style=background-color: #b6b6b6; width: 95px; font-size: 9px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-bottom: 2px; font-family: tahoma;]Rellik ::slowpoke:: Level 7
[/style][style=background-color: #b6b6b6; width: 95px; font-size: 9px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-bottom: 2px; font-family: tahoma;]Kryptic Level 5 [/style] [/style][style=font-family: tahoma; color: #333333; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 10px; margin-right: 110px;]Shifting through the crowds of nameless faces, Skyler stole a casual glance towards the clock that was hung on the far-wall, insuring that she wasn't late for the spoken arrangement for the single-battle between a couple of her weaker pokemon. Kaison, Kryptic, and Rellik, all differing in types to try and be diverse instead of sticking to a single affinity. The pokeballs were clustered in her pocket, lightly tapping against one another with every step she took until she managed to enter the arena safely, reveling in the sensation of being in the open instead of stuck in the mass crowds. "Okay, first one here, enough time to think," Muttered to herself in thought, Skye paced over the flat surface of the stadium to the opposing end, running her pokemons advantages and weaknesses in her head. Kaison the girafarig, he seemed rather timid though a good starter, Kryptic the charmander, haven't bonded with him much yet, and Rellik the new addition, her 'special' boy.
All seemed like good choices in her mind, though without seeing the other trainers pokemon were merely pieces to a puzzle that lacked any sort of picture to go by. It wasn't until later the picture would get clearer, though Skye intended on starting with Kaison, just to break him into the battling sense of mind.
Reaching her hand into her pocket, she grabbed the three spheres, clicking each button to enlarge them and allow the red beam to shoot out from each one. The charmander, slowpoke and girafarig merely gawked at the new environment, not use to such an open, yet closed space. "Get use to it, don't let it surprise you too much, don't want you getting distracted, so let out the curiosity now," Cooed out in a slightly hushed tone, Skyler knelt down to pick up the slowpoke in her arms, cuddling it close momentarily before returning it to it's pokeball, better to leave the special one out for a short while then return it back to it's home so it didn't get over-whelmed. Whereas, Kaison timidly strode forward before bucking out his hind legs in built up excitement. Kryptic on the other-hand just sat down at Skye's heels, playing with some of the dirt that grounded itself on the floor.
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Post by Parallel on Feb 17, 2012 1:26:18 GMT -5
Abi picked up speed as she made her way through the trainer's lounge and into the battle room. She'd made an appointment to have a battle here and she hated being late to anything. Pushing the door open gently she walked inside and noticed someone was already there waiting for her. She nodded to the other girl, "Hi, are you my opponent? Three on three single matches, yeah?" she asked, just to confirm. It would be pretty embarrassing to have walked into the wrong room!
She looked at the two pokemon already out of their pokeballs and ready for battle. She smiled, well, sort of ready for battle. The little charmander appeared to be playing with some dirt! But where was the third pokemon? She shrugged to herself and released her own chosen three from their confinements.
Ori burst from his pokeball, shaking his head back and forth, his firey mane swaying along with him. He looked over to the girafarig curiously, having never seen one before. Karna, Abi's staryu stood stoically by her side, waiting to see what would happen next. And finally Phaelon, her young pidgey swooped around the room twice before landing on Abi's shoulder.
"My name's Abi by the way. Ready when you are!" she called
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Feb 18, 2012 16:20:39 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/ajvTt.jpg'); width: 425px;][style=background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 5px; font-size: 12px; color: #cacaca; padding-left: 10px;]but no one else ever can see[/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 7px;][/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 9px; font-family: tahoma; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 7px; color: #cacaca; text-align: justify; width: 97px; margin-top: 114px; margin-right: -115px;][style=background-color: #b6b6b6; width: 95px; font-size: 9px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-bottom: 2px; font-family: tahoma;]Kaison Level 4 [/style][style=background-color: #b6b6b6; width: 95px; font-size: 9px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-bottom: 2px; font-family: tahoma;]Rellik Level 7 [/style][style=background-color: #b6b6b6; width: 95px; font-size: 9px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-bottom: 2px; font-family: tahoma;]Kryptic Level 5 [/style] [/style][style=font-family: tahoma; color: #333333; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 10px; margin-right: 110px;]Having her eyes trained in on her own pokemon, watching in amusement as the two scoped out the area and played with the small nothings on the ground, Skye barely noticed when the other trainer entered the arena. Immediately, Skyler knelt down to stroke Kryptic's head, giving the charmander a light encouragement to stand up and stop fooling around. "Kaison, Kryptic, come on," At their names the charmander pushed himself up to become bi-pedaled, hugging his tail to his chest to nuzzle into the flame, letting out a small puff of ember from his throat to pump himself up for what was to come. While the girafarig merely let out a startled sound as it quickly kicked its hind legs to bolt in a canter towards Skye and hide behind her, peeking out from behind her and resting his head on her shoulder. "Shh now, Kaison, it's okay," Reassuring the girafarig, the girl shifted her gaze to glance at Abi.
"I'm all yours for the next battle, and that sounds fine with me," Going silent for a moment to let the slowpoke out of it's pokeball, she watched as the creature yawned before slowly dragging its' body to flop over onto it's back, feet still moving above it's body as if it was still walking. It wasn't until a little bit after it noticed it wasn't going anywhere and the slowpoke stopped trying to walk, simply giving up.
Skye glanced at the other trainers three pokemon, it was also diverse in types as her own was. But it was diverse enough to not understand how the out-come of the battle would present itself. "So, you can choose first," Skye said nicely, giving Abi the opportunity to gather her composure. "I'm Skyler," formal and simple.
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BREEDING POST 1/7 ::spheal:: x ::shelloseast::
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Post by Parallel on Feb 19, 2012 2:36:02 GMT -5
Abi smiled at Skyler and nodded in thanks. "Alright then, Phaelon, how about you up first?" she asked her bird pokemon. Phaelon chirped happily and fluttered out onto the field where he landed and faced the other trainer. He had no idea which pokemon he'd be battling, but he was excited to start.
Karna stood impassively beside Abi, observing the match through however means a strayu could observe. Ori however was looking over to the girafarig. Such an unusual pokemon.. He knickered to the psychic type, waving his head in a friendly gesture.
Phaelon (M) lvl 4 Keen Eye/Tangled Feet ~Tackle - Pursuit~
ooc: sounds good to me!
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Feb 19, 2012 11:04:53 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/ajvTt.jpg'); width: 425px;][style=background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 5px; font-size: 12px; color: #cacaca; padding-left: 10px;]but no one else ever can see[/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 7px;][/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 9px; font-family: tahoma; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 7px; color: #cacaca; text-align: justify; width: 97px; margin-top: 114px; margin-right: -115px;][style=background-color: #b6b6b6; width: 95px; font-size: 9px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-bottom: 2px; font-family: tahoma;]Kryptic Level 5 █Abilities:Blaze & Solar Power. ██Moves:Scratch- Power 40. Growl- Lowers attack Fire Pledge- Power 50 █ █Battle:Health -- 100% Green. USED GROWL-- Lowers Enemies Attack █ [/style] [/style][style=font-family: tahoma; color: #333333; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 10px; margin-right: 110px;]Skyler passively watched as the pidgey fluttered forward, using his hollow bones to allow him to fly, damn. A flying pokemon, what one of hers could easily battle with that while making up for the disadvantage of not being able to fly. "Kryptic, you're up," Motioning a hand to gesture in front of her, the ebony haired female merely watched as the charmander released it's tail from it's hold and ran forward to stand opposing the pidgey, leaning down to graze his front-paws on the arena floor, shaking his tail side to side to let small embers out from it. "Char~" Releasing part of his name from his mouth, the small male lizard watched the pidgey curiously, tilting it's head at the fact that it could fly, since Skyler had no Pokémon that could do so.
The small charmander leaned it's body to the side, tilting its head upside down to try and look at the pidgey from a different perspective, only to stumble sideways in it's clumsy nature. "Kryptic, this isn't the time to be silly," Skyler's stern voice earned a growl from the charmander though it could very likely effect the pidgey as well.
Rellik the slowpoke didn't watch the battle, he was steadily finding rest while laying on his back as if playing dead, and Skye just ignored that for the moment, poor little guy. Kaison on the other-hand continued the consistent contact with himself and Skye, finding comfort in having his head resting on her shoulder. Though as the ponyta sent a knicker his way and a bob of the head in a non-threatening manner, the girafarig blew a puff of air through his nose in greeting to the other equestrian pokemon, letting out a whinny of sorts, kicking up a front leg and clawing at the ground towards the ponyta, finding himself captivated in the other horse-like pokemon, even though he himself was more giraffe.
[/style][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/ajvTt.jpg'); width: 425px;][style=background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 8px; color: #cacaca; padding-left: 10px;]TAGGED: Parallel ; WORDS: 382; NOTES: Used this to understand horse speak lmfao Forr Kaison and Ori CREDIT: jetplane of love stamp EDITED: by wolfy. [/style] |
BREEDING POST: 6/7 x
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Post by Parallel on Feb 19, 2012 15:55:18 GMT -5
Abi watched the charmander step forward, "He's a gorgeous little thing", she commented, admiring him. Imagine, one day he would be a massive Charizard! that was pretty amazing. Skyler was a lucky trainer. For now the fire lizard appeared to be quite young and clumsy, which made Abi smile. cute.
Phaelon cocked his head at the fire type, <What are you doing?> he asked when the charmander tried to see him from different angles. The pidgey felt a bit afraid of his opponent as he reminded him of the Garchomp that had captured him and given him to Abi at the Ranger Station. It had been quite a traumatic experience, which left him wary around any draconic looking pokemon.
Karna remained immobile, observing the situation. But Ori was now having a fantastic time with the girafarig. He wanted to move over towards the other horse-like creature, but he wasn't sure if that was allowed. He responded with a whinny of his own and stamped his hooves, wanting to get closer to the other pokemon. He glanced at his trainer, hoping she would give him permission, but Abi wasn't looking at him, she was too preoccupied with the start of the match.
"Alright Phaelon, up and use Pursuit on that charmander!" she instructed. Phaelon flapped his wings and obeyed, charging towards Kryptic at full speed.
Phaelon (M) lvl 4 Keen Eye/Tangled Feet ~Tackle - Pursuit~ Used Pursuit
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Post by Parallel on Feb 19, 2012 15:56:16 GMT -5
Abi watched the charmander step forward, "He's a gorgeous little thing", she commented, admiring him. Imagine, one day he would be a massive Charizard! that was pretty amazing. Skyler was a lucky trainer. For now the fire lizard appeared to be quite young and clumsy, which made Abi smile. Cute.
Phaelon cocked his head at the fire type, <What are you doing?> he asked when the charmander tried to see him from different angles. The pidgey felt a bit afraid of his opponent as he reminded him of the Garchomp that had captured him and given him to Abi at the Ranger Station. It had been quite a traumatic experience, which left him wary around any draconic looking pokemon.
Karna remained immobile, observing the situation. But Ori was now having a fantastic time with the girafarig. He wanted to move over towards the other horse-like creature, but he wasn't sure if that was allowed. He responded with a whinny of his own and stamped his hooves, wanting to get closer to the other pokemon. He glanced at his trainer, hoping she would give him permission, but Abi wasn't looking at him, she was too preoccupied with the start of the match.
"Alright Phaelon, up and use Pursuit on that charmander!" she instructed. Phaelon flapped his wings and obeyed, charging towards Kryptic at full speed.
Phaelon (M) lvl 4 Keen Eye/Tangled Feet ~Tackle - Pursuit~ Used Pursuit
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Feb 19, 2012 16:46:31 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/ajvTt.jpg'); width: 425px;][style=background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 5px; font-size: 12px; color: #cacaca; padding-left: 10px;]but no one else ever can see[/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 7px;][/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 9px; font-family: tahoma; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 7px; color: #cacaca; text-align: justify; width: 97px; margin-top: 114px; margin-right: -115px;][style=background-color: #b6b6b6; width: 95px; font-size: 9px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-bottom: 2px; font-family: tahoma;]Kryptic Level 5 █Abilities:Blaze & Solar Power. ██Moves:Scratch- Power 40. Growl- Lowers attack Fire Pledge- Power 50 █ █Battle:Health -- 89% Green. HIT BY PURSUIT -- Power 40USED GROWL-- Lowers Enemies Attack USED SCRATCH-- Power 50. █ [/style] [/style][style=font-family: tahoma; color: #333333; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 10px; margin-right: 110px;]The girl smiled brightly when her charmander got complimented, managing to hold up a nice front since the other trainer didn't seem to be too spite-ful, on the contrary she seemed rather level-headed and observant of everything. "Thank you, that pidgey of yours is quite handsome as well, i've always liked flying types but never really get the chance to get one." It seemed only natural to return such a praising statement to Abi, an eye for an eye and all that. Pidgey's may be common, but once they evolved they only grew more divine in looks and attacks, such a helpful little bird.
Kryptic merely found himself smiling like an idiot at the bird, trying to find out what was so different between it and himself, well, there was definitely a lot. Feathers compared to lizard like skin, a beak to a mouth, wings to arms, almost nothing was the same. "I'm admiring your wings, how high can you fly?" A curious question, blurted out in a childish manner as the charmander found himself entranced with the whole idea of the pidgey, oh how Skye's chamander was as curious as a cat, and clumsy to add onto that. But he was genuine, that was sure.
The girafarig found itself staring at the ponyta with unblinking eyes, it's fearful nature still standing strong though as the other hooved creature whinnied and hooved at the ground in response, Kaison found himself flicking his ears and snorting out lowly and hesitantly, scoping out the area for any danger that may come to him. Turning his head to nip casually at Skyler's shirt collar, the giraffe clicked it's teeth and blew a breath from it's nose in question, shaking out what would have been it's mane. "You can go as long as you stand to the side, don't get in the way of Kryptic or the pidgey," Finally saying in defeat, her eyes left the battle for a moment to watch as the hooved male trotted off to the far wall and cantered lightly up the length of it to meet the ponyta, waiting a short distance to watch keenly incase the ponyta attacked.
"Kryptic, growl and scratch when it gets closer, don't miss your chance," Exclaimed out sternly, the charmander listened and allowed a growl to rumble out from behind his mouth, finding himself soon being hit by the pursuit and falling back onto his rear. Though while he fell, he rose a clawed hand to lash out and scratch at the pidgey's chest.
[/style][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/ajvTt.jpg'); width: 425px;][style=background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 8px; color: #cacaca; padding-left: 10px;]TAGGED: Parallel ; WORDS: Don't know; NOTES: Used this to understand horse speak lmfao Forr Kaison and Ori CREDIT: jetplane of love stamp EDITED: by wolfy. [/style] |
BREEDING POST V2: 4/7 x
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Post by Parallel on Feb 21, 2012 18:14:46 GMT -5
Phaelon fluttered his wings appreciatively, <Really high! I would show you if I could... But this ceiling is so low!> He zoomed around above the fire type, <But you're a charmander! One day you'll be able to fly too!> he said encouragingly, hoping that they could fly together someday.
Ori brightened as the girafarig was given permission to come over. He trotted over to meet him half way and bowed his head low, indicating that he wouldn't attack or anything, that he was friendly. He could see that the girafarig was somewhat nervous, but there was really no need to be!
Abi meanwhile had her attention focused on the match at hand. She watched as Skyler instructed her charmander, admiring her strong command of her pokemon. Phaelon was hit by the scratch attack as he flew near the fire lizard. He squawked with fright and pain, flying backwards briefly to gather himself before aiming a tackle attack at his opponent.
Phaelon (M) lvl 4 Keen Eye/Tangled Feet ~Tackle - Pursuit~ Hit by Growl (-1 Attack) Hit by Scratch Used Tackle
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Feb 25, 2012 14:18:45 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/ajvTt.jpg'); width: 425px;][style=background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 5px; font-size: 12px; color: #cacaca; padding-left: 10px;]but no one else ever can see[/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 7px;][/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 9px; font-family: tahoma; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 7px; color: #cacaca; text-align: justify; width: 97px; margin-top: 114px; margin-right: -115px;][style=background-color: #b6b6b6; width: 95px; font-size: 9px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-bottom: 2px; font-family: tahoma;]Kryptic Level 5 █Abilities:Blaze & Solar Power. ██Moves:Scratch- Power 40. Growl- Lowers attack Fire Pledge- Power 50 █ █Battle:Health -- 79% Low Green. HIT BY TACKLE -- Power 50 [-1] USED GROWL-- Lowers Enemies Attack USED FIRE PLEDGE-- Power 50. █ [/style] [/style][style=font-family: tahoma; color: #333333; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 10px; margin-right: 110px;]The charmander merely gawked as the Pidgey fluttered his wings, allowing the charmander to observe each individual plumaging the bird had. Kryptic in return poked at his own skin, frowning slightly at how smooth and scale-ish his texture was in comparison. Yet, as the pidgey spoke of how he'd be able to fly one day as well, as a charizard, the male perked up and gazed in bewilderment at the avian, appreciating the comment. "Maybe one day... we could fly together? We could see who could fly the highest, have a race," It was clear to say that the charmander had a friendly personality, one that was naive and childish when it came to the simple temptations of flight.
Kaison nickered lightly, his ears flickering forward and backwards in observation as the ponyta trotted over. The giraffe like Pokémon cocked his head to the side as the horse lowered his head to the ground, and as the girafarig followed suit, he also bowed his head down and let out a light huff from his nose, showing he was curious. Jolting up, Kaison stomped a hoof on the ground, kicking up a little puff of dirt and whinnied to show that he was calming down, trying to make peace with the ponyta. A new friend perhaps?
Watching as her charmander fell back onto his rear from the force of the Pidgey's attack, Skyler narrowed her gaze slightly, not in an offensive manner, but one that was simply watching the battle, trying to pick up any hint of weakness from the pidgey. "Kryptic, get up and use growl, you have to tone down the impact of those hits, than use Fire Pledge," Her words were to the point and blunt, purposely stern since the charmander wasn't naturally a fighter in nature.
Kryptic growled out again at Skye's command before getting hit again by the pidgey's strong tackle, noticing the strength the bird Pokémon had it'd likely be a dedicated Pokémon later on in life, though at the moment the two battling didn't seem to be near weakening at the moment. Bracing his footing on the ground to take some of the shock of the tackle, the lizard winced before using the fire pledge to sting the Pidgey's feathers and skin.
[/style][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/ajvTt.jpg'); width: 425px;][style=background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 8px; color: #cacaca; padding-left: 10px;]TAGGED: Parallel ; WORDS: 382; NOTES: Used this to understand horse speak lmfao Forr Kaison and Ori CREDIT: jetplane of love stamp EDITED: by wolfy. [/style] |
BREEDING POST V3: 5/7 x
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Post by Parallel on Feb 26, 2012 20:14:31 GMT -5
Phaelon was pleased when the charmander suggested that one day they could fly together, he would really like that. Chirping his appreciation and agreement he said, <A race would definitely be good fun!> Phaelon was quite the optimistic bird and he seemed hopeful that he could somehow keep in contact with Kryptic so that when they did evolve they could pay in the sky together.
Ori whuffed back in response to the girafarig, pleased to see him calming down. He approached a little further, extending his neck and attempting to nuzzle the girafarig in a friendly manner. A new friend was always welcome, especially one so similar in form!
Abi listened curiously to how Skyler commanded her pokemon, it was very exact and critical almost. Like they were in the army or something. Was that on purpose she wondered. As Phaelon tried to retreat from his former tackle attack, the charmander released a powerful fire pledge, singing the pidgey's feathers. Abi winced a she fluttered her own hidden wings involuntarily. That looked like it stung. But Phaelon wasn't done yet! He beat his wings hard to cool off his feathers before charging forward with pursuit.
Phaelon (M) lvl 4 Keen Eye/Tangled Feet ~Tackle - Pursuit~ (-2 attack) Hit by growl and fire pledge Used pursuit
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Feb 27, 2012 4:12:05 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/ajvTt.jpg'); width: 425px;][style=background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 5px; font-size: 12px; color: #cacaca; padding-left: 10px;]but no one else ever can see[/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 7px;][/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 9px; font-family: tahoma; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 7px; color: #cacaca; text-align: justify; width: 97px; margin-top: 114px; margin-right: -115px;][style=background-color: #b6b6b6; width: 95px; font-size: 9px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-bottom: 2px; font-family: tahoma;]Kryptic Level 5 █Abilities:Blaze & Solar Power. ██Moves:Scratch- Power 40. Growl- Lowers attack Fire Pledge- Power 50 █ █Battle:Health -- 70% Low Green. HIT BY PURSUIT -- Power 40 [-2] USED GROWL-- Lowers Enemies Attack USED SCRATCH-- Power 40. █ [/style] [/style][style=font-family: tahoma; color: #333333; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 10px; margin-right: 110px;]Kryptic found himself hugging onto his tail in anticipation of the pidgey's reply out of a nervous habit. Whenever he felt concerned about another persons judgment, he held onto his tail and buried his face against the life-giving flame at the end of it. Well, it wasn't so much of a comforting gesture for him, as it was his sense of security for others. Ever since the charmander had accidentally set Skyler's hair on fire with his tail he had been shocked into holding it right where he could see it just because he could, it made him feel at ease. So when the bird replied with an equally blissful response, the lizard perked up in stance, releasing the tail and brightening up in delight. "It's a play-date then! When I can fly, we will meet up again and we'll fly together, I promise," Oh how the sacred promise would go unbroken, since the charmander was sincere with his commitments towards others.
Raising his head at the whuff-sound the ponyta made, Kaison flicked his ears back and forth towards the sound of the battle to the horse, trying to differ the two noises as to not spook as easily. Blowing lightly from his nose, the giraffe like pokemon leaned forward and pressed his snout against the Ori's nostrils, snorting in a friendly manner to show that he accepted the ponyta's advances as friends. The tail of the girafarig twitching in curiosity, having a brain of its own and smelling the new scent of Ori.
"Good job Krypt, keep it up," It was an almost out of character display of affection towards the charmander, though Skye did feel a sense of pride over the tiny lizard at how it was holding up, along with the pidgey, Skye could appreciate the other pokemon as well. "So Abi, how long have you been in Cheyenne?" A little bit of conversation wouldn't hurt the situation, perhaps lighten the atmosphere at best. Especially since the pursuit that nipped at Kryptic had the charmander growling in pain before lashing out with his claws again, aiming for the pidgey before it could escape again.
[/style][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/ajvTt.jpg'); width: 425px;][style=background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 8px; color: #cacaca; padding-left: 10px;]TAGGED: Parallel ; WORDS: Don't know; NOTES: Used this to understand horse speak lmfao Forr Kaison and Ori CREDIT: jetplane of love stamp EDITED: by wolfy. [/style] |
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Post by Parallel on Mar 4, 2012 18:49:31 GMT -5
Phaelon was feeling elated now that he had made a new friend. He wanted to rush over to Ori and Abi just to tell them his good news! But since he was preoccupied, as were they, he resisted the urge. Instead he focused his attention on the scratch attack coming his way. He fly up high and dodged the attack before zooming down adding some speed to his next pursuit attack.
Ori swished his fiery tail, nosing the girafarig pleasantly. He too whuffed and then his ears pricked up at the sight of Kaison's tail noticing his presence. How unusual! He looked to Kaison, his head tilting curiously and leaning forward a little to get a closer look.
Abi smiled at Skye, "Not very long, just a few weeks. I hail from the Kanto region, how about you?"
Phaelon (M) lvl 4 Keen Eye/Tangled Feet ~Tackle - Pursuit~ (-3 Attack) Hit by Growl Dodged Scratch Used Pursuit
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Mar 12, 2012 14:51:18 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/ajvTt.jpg'); width: 425px;][style=background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 5px; font-size: 12px; color: #cacaca; padding-left: 10px;]but no one else ever can see[/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 7px;][/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 9px; font-family: tahoma; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 7px; color: #cacaca; text-align: justify; width: 97px; margin-top: 114px; margin-right: -115px;][style=background-color: #b6b6b6; width: 95px; font-size: 9px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-bottom: 2px; font-family: tahoma;]Kryptic Level 5 █Abilities:Blaze & Solar Power. ██Moves:Scratch- Power 40. Growl- Lowers attack Fire Pledge- Power 50 █ █Battle:Health -- 60% Yellow. HIT BY PURSUIT -- Power 40 [-3] USED GROWL-- Lowers Enemies Attack USED SCRATCH-- Power 40. █ [/style] [/style][style=font-family: tahoma; color: #333333; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 10px; margin-right: 110px;]The charmander felt a sense of pride energize his petite frame as the pidgey seemed nothing less than a friend to him now, even though the time they knew each-other was rather short and tense due to the battle, the little lizard couldn't help but hold the bird in high regards. And soon, Kryptic found himself gawking in awe as the avian managed to dodge his scratch by soaring high, earning a carefree growlish purr to rumble out from his throat, even though it held the power of a normal snarl, the charmander meant it in an appreciating manner. Though that noise was cut short when he was struck by the pursuit, issuing a huff as his breath was knocked out from his lungs forcefully. Attempting to keep from falling backwards, the lizard lashed out its claws to scratch at the pidgey, but more as a support to hold himself up than anything.
OOC: I changed Kaison's name to Dvalin lulz, confusion :'D |
[/i] Dvalin merely snorted out in confusion as Ori diverted his gaze to his tail, the nerves along his neck flinching as if trying to swish his 'mane' but failing since the little triangular stubs didn't have much give. A warning whinny sounded from Dva's muzzle, his front legs stomping on the ground in caution as Ori gave attention to his tail. Meanwhile the tail which had a brain of its own opened and closed its mouth, obviously trying to bite at Ori's nostrils to ward the ponyta away from it defensively, though much to Dvalin's approval, he managed to back away to keep the fire-based horse in a safe zone. Curiosity was nice, but the girafarig was more concerned with the safety of the other equestrian. Skyler found herself easily breaking her eyes away from the battle, gaining more interest in what Abi had to say than the little fight between her charmander and the pidgey, they were doing fine on their own it seemed. "I came to Cheyenne a couple months ago, came from Kanto myself, though didn't really get too concerned with Pokémon other than my growlithe until now," Explaining, the crimson eyed girl gave a half-hearted smile to show off a good natured impression. [/style][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/ajvTt.jpg'); width: 425px;][style=background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 8px; color: #cacaca; padding-left: 10px;]TAGGED: Parallel ; WORDS: Don't know; NOTES: Used this to understand horse speak lmfao Forr Dvalin and Ori CREDIT: jetplane of love stamp EDITED: by wolfy. [/style][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by Parallel on Mar 18, 2012 22:09:04 GMT -5
Phaelon was caught by the charmanders little claws as he struggled to regain his balance. Flaring his wings Phaelon let out a cry of pain as Kryptic's claws raked hid neck and chest. With feathers flying everywhere he fell backwards and shook himself, trying to regain his composure. The fire lizard sure was a hearty battler! But this match wouldn't last forever... Running forwards he picked up some speed before taking flight and aiming another pursuit attack at his new friend. This was a good match.
Ori heard Dvalin's whinnies and wondered why he was so distressed. The fire horse was merely curious about his strange tail, what could be wrong with that? A moment later he found out as Dva's tail snapped at him, nearly catching his muzzle! Quickly pulling his head back, Ori snorted. How unusual.. He looked at his own flickering tail. His flames could burn those he didn't trust, but they were safe around those he cared about. He wondered what it would be like to have a biting tail. Ori didn't want Dvalin to feel weary of him or what might happen so he knickered lightly and nuzzled the other horse like pokemon reassuringly. He wouldn't go near Dva's tail again without permission.
Abi nodded, interested in Skyler's words. It was nice to meet someone else from Kanto, so many people around here seemed to be from other parts of the world. "A growlithe?", Abi asked, impressed. She always liked canine pokemon and growlithe were amazing creatures. Their evolved form was both powerful and beautiful too. "Ori has been my partner from the beginning of my travels", she said, looking over at him to make sure he was alright, "What got you interested in training then?"
Phaelon (M) lvl 4 Keen Eye/Tangled Feet ~Tackle – Pursuit – Sand Attack~ (-4 attack) Hit by growl and scratch Used pursuit
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Mar 23, 2012 20:11:11 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/ajvTt.jpg'); width: 425px;][style=background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 5px; font-size: 12px; color: #cacaca; padding-left: 10px;]but no one else ever can see[/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 7px;][/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 9px; font-family: tahoma; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 7px; color: #cacaca; text-align: justify; width: 97px; margin-top: 114px; margin-right: -115px;][style=background-color: #b6b6b6; width: 95px; font-size: 9px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-bottom: 2px; font-family: tahoma;]Kryptic Level 5 █Abilities:Blaze & Solar Power. ██Moves:Scratch- Power 40. Growl- Lowers attack Fire Pledge- Power 50 █ █Battle:Health -- 50% Yellow. HIT BY PURSUIT -- Power 40 [-4] USED GROWL-- Lowers Enemies Attack USED SCRATCH-- Power 40. █ [/style] [/style][style=font-family: tahoma; color: #333333; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 10px; margin-right: 110px;]The feathers that now fluttered down to meet the ground taunted the charmander, willing him to wander around and try to collect all of the stray plumage. Maybe if he collected enough, he could build some wings of his own? It seemed reasonable enough for the toddler, though he lacked the ability to comprehend that his bones were in-fact not hollow like the pidgey, so such an idea would fail immediately after being tried. Though, no use crushing the lizards desire to fly as his little legs rushed Kryptic around, every now and again kneeling to grasp a handful of the feathers and holding them closely to his chest. "You dropped these!" Calling out to the pidgey loudly, Kryptic continued to hug them to his body, telling the bird of its loss but no where near about to return them, he just thought he should know. "Can I keep them as a souvenir?" Inquiring curiously, the charmander didn't notice when the pidgey swooped down to offensively attack the lizard, earning Krpytic to drop some of the feathers in his pain. "No no no," Gasping out, he lashed out with his claws to shove the pidgey away forcefully, toppling over himself as he fell into the fallen feathers, trying to sweep them into a small pile with his tail, growling out in frustration towards the situation and the avian.
As Ori showed his own hesitation towards Dvalin's tail, then leaving it alone the girafarig visibly calmed down. Huffing out approvingly, the male giraffe let his hind legs fall beneath him, plopping his rear on the hard ground and awkwardly remain up with his front legs, like a sitting dog. Nickering in question, Dvalin shook his head and nipped Ori's neck in a friendly manner to show that he liked the ponyta's presence and found no harm with him anymore. Though, the flames that flickered caught his gaze and the girafarig whinnied in question, flicking his ears towards the other horses mane and tail.
As Abi seemed interested in the fact that Skye had a growlithe, the girl merely nodded and smiled brightly. "Yes, he was my companion from Kanto, he's actually waiting outside the room for me to finish. He doesn't have a pokeball, but he won't wander," Reassuring the fact that her little pooch would be fine on his own, her crimson eyes blinked to glance at the ponyta, feeling a nod of appreciation occur. "Ponyta are a good starter, a bit timid but it's a feeling of accomplishment when you find out you can touch their mane, right?" Skyler had heard of how the fire-horses manes could burn those they didn't trust, so being able TO touch them must be an amazing feeling. "Erm, mainly my growlithe got me into training, his previous owner wasn't the best to him, so I feel the need to make it up to him by training him to his potential. Give him what his last trainer wouldn't," Skye wasn't very descriptive, but the grim sharpen of her eyes gave evidence that Kreios's last trainer wasn't the best to the growlithe at all. "What about yourself?" [/style][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/ajvTt.jpg'); width: 425px;][style=background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 1px; font-size: 8px; color: #cacaca; padding-left: 10px;]TAGGED: Parallel ; WORDS: Don't know; NOTES: Used this to understand horse speak lmfao Forr Dvalin and Ori CREDIT: jetplane of love stamp EDITED: by wolfy. [/style] |
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Post by Parallel on Mar 25, 2012 15:09:22 GMT -5
Phaelon chirped merrily at Kryptic, he was such a sweet little charmander, running around after his feathers. Why was he gathering them all up though? Did he want to make a comfy bed? Phaelon sometimes let Abi use them to stuff her pillow with. But Kryptic had a pokeball, he didn't need a pillow! Maybe he was a clean freak who needed to make everything tidy? Wheeling around in the air he nodded, <Oh! Souvenirs? Of course! What do you want them for?> he asked curiously. Kryptics clwas raked his plumage once more as he swooped closer, forcing him back again. Sweeping around he aimed a tackle attack at the young fire lizard, hoping to do some lasting damage. He was more interested in playing with his opponent than battling him now!
Ori flicked his ears as Dvalin sat down and he too decided that a resting position would be more comfortable. Kneeling forwards he let his knees touch the ground before gently lowering the rest of himself down. He nuzzled back at Dvalin and watched the confused look grow in the girafarig's eyes at the sight of his flames. Ori rubbed against Dva to show that they would hurt him, nickering softly.
Abi was impressed that Skye's growlithe was well enough trained not to need a pokeball. She grinned at the mention of her own ponyta, "Definitely! It took a few burns along the way, but it was worth it in the end." She frowned when the other trainer spoke of the growlithe's last owner and the abuse it endured. She wanted to ask more but decided to wait and see if Skye wanted to reveal anymore at some stage. "I've always been interested in pokemon, I've worked with them since I was little. Once I had enough cash I decided top start out and make it on my own."
Phaelon (M) lvl 4 Keen Eye/Tangled Feet ~Tackle - Pursuit~ (-5 attack) Hit by Growl and Scratch Used Tackle Health is yellow
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Post by WOLFBANE. on Apr 3, 2012 18:26:02 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: url('http://i.imgur.com/ajvTt.jpg'); width: 425px;][style=background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: 5px; font-size: 12px; color: #cacaca; padding-left: 10px;]but no one else ever can see[/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 7px;][/style][style=float: right; background-color: #494949; opacity: 0.8; padding: 9px; font-family: tahoma; letter-spacing: 2px; font-size: 7px; color: #cacaca; text-align: justify; width: 97px; margin-top: 114px; margin-right: -115px;][style=background-color: #b6b6b6; width: 95px; font-size: 9px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; padding: 2px; opacity: 0.7; margin-bottom: 2px; font-family: tahoma;]Kryptic Level 5 █Abilities:Blaze & Solar Power. ██Moves:Scratch- Power 40. Growl- Lowers attack Fire Pledge- Power 50 █ █Battle:Health -- 44% Yellow. HIT BY PURSUIT -- Power 40 [-5] USED SCRATCH-- Power 40. █ [/style] [/style][style=font-family: tahoma; color: #333333; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 10px; margin-right: 110px;]The charmander felt a wave of relief wash over him as the pidgey approved of the lizards hoarding of the feathers, that meat he could keep them right? Of course it did, so letting out a content squeal the charmander licked the palm of his hand before wiping it against the plumage, after that Krpytic stuck the feathers to his scales, reveling in the look as the feathers attached to his skin, giving him a sense of flight even though his feet still remained on the ground. The feeling was short lived though as the plumage soon fell off, feeling a tantrum coming on the charmander felt the pidgey tackle into him and in a slight rage lashed out with his claws. "That hurt!"
As the ponyta settled down on the ground, the girafarig followed suite and buckled his knees underneath him so that he could rest on the stadium floor. A slightly shocked wheeze left the giraffe's maw as the ponyta flickered the flames closer and almost instantly Dvalin found himself on all fours again, tense and stiff with concern. Yet, such an emotion was short lived as the flames held no heat with them, simply brushing against him until Dvalin' nestled back down on the ground, whinnying as he nipped curiously at the mane of the ponyta.
"Fire pokemon are worth the occasional burn though, I have a slight admiration towards them myself," Smiling widely Skye motioned her head towards the charmander as if showing her love for the flame-based pokemon since she did have a fire-starter original, and then the growlithe waiting outside the arena. "Trying to make it out on your own is hard at first, but its really rewarding, it'd be nice to have another battle after today down the road to see how much we've improved, see how far we've come," A slight question hued her statement, as if Skye was silently inquiring if Abi approved of such a thing.
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