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Post by elizabethshanks on Jan 25, 2007 20:57:44 GMT -5
Okay. Now it wasn't so innocent anymore.
Now, she could let her anger out. Finally.
Knowing a water gun could destory any of her fire types, she wanted to train them a bit more than she had already. "Aiden, bite! Keep away from that water, if anything!"
Growling, the Growlithe sprinted forward, eyes in slits in determination. Being his first fight plus having to go against against a [most likely] stronger water type, it didn't look like it would go so easy. As he approached, full speed, the dog type feighted left, swinging to the Whooper's right and clenching his razor sharp fangs in it's flat tail. Holding fast, Aiden planned on never letting go, always keeping so far in back of it that it would never get the chance to attack. Hopefully this secret tactic would work, but there's no telling now...
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Post by Rebbykins on Jan 25, 2007 21:03:47 GMT -5
Wooper gave a cry of alarm at feeling a set of sharp fangs snap down onto it's tail. It cried out and started to run in place, not getting very far becuase of the grip on it's tail. "Wooooppper!"
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Post by elizabethshanks on Jan 25, 2007 21:14:47 GMT -5
((-brain dead'd- x3))
Aiden didn't let go, nor had any plans to release the hard grip anytime soon. He knew the tail would have to be worked on by professional nurses if he was able to last another minute being flung aorund behind a blue Whooper. And by that time, it would have fainted. Which, obviously, was quite a good thing.
Liz bit her lip in excitement, bouncing a bit on the balls of her toes again. She was speechless, nearly fainting from the realization that just hit her; she had a Growlithe. A strong one at that. Admiration lit up her forest green eyes as she urged the dog Poke'mon on wordlessly.
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Post by Rebbykins on Jan 25, 2007 21:21:29 GMT -5
Wooper wooted again in pain before turning around and spaying a very strong watergun point blank at Growlithe, since it seemed he wouldn't let go and it was close enough to hopely get a good hit.
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Post by elizabethshanks on Jan 25, 2007 21:37:42 GMT -5
Without warning, the stupid water thing turned and shot a long spray of water in Aiden's eyes, causing him to let go in pain. He bounded back to get out of range, weakend by the last attack.
Liz gasped in horror- her Growlithe! No. This can't happen. It wouldn't happen. No use giving up hope in him now.
"You're alright, Aiden! Shake it off! Try a roar to occupy it before biting again, maybe on a spot that's harder to reach with that water spray thing!"
Right after finishing, a enormous roar echoed through the trees, making Liz take a step back in surprise. Flair ducked, half expecting some giant animal to come out of the bushes and attack the four of them. But deep down, she knew it was the voice of her best bud, Aiden. The vulpix grinned as she looked up to see the results of the attack.
The Growlithe, exactly after the loud roar was quieted, bounded forward across the clearing, gnashing his jaws on- it's ear thing!? Well. He was expecting that to be the Whooper's weak point; it did have a scence of importance to it after all. Aiden's body swung around so his claws rested on it's ripped tail, trying his best to avoid any sign of water while his weakened jaw bone grasped onto the side thing on the Whooper's head. It was a tough position to accomplish, but he managed.
...Barely.
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Post by Rebbykins on Jan 26, 2007 15:40:12 GMT -5
The Wooper just stood there for a little, taking in what was happening to it. After a long minutet the Wooper started thrashing about, trying to get free of the teeth once more on it's body. It didn't attack, yet.
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