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Post by (⌐■_■) on May 30, 2008 15:50:46 GMT -5
"Okay little lady you have to hold on tight," were the soft words that escaped from a young Pokemon Coordinator by the name of Jalance. Jalance had just won his second gym badge and decided to take a break to work with his pokemon on contest moves.
"You know Sempathe if I knew that this forest would be so bewilder, I would have choosen another spot. He stated, looking over at his new pokemon, Sempathe, a Jade Ralts. <Ralts!> The small psychic pokemon cooed as her trainer jumped over a decaying log. She was carefully hanging on to Jalance's backpack tight, making sure that she wouldn't lose her balance. "This place is so weird," Jalance sighed, coming to a pause as he begun to study the deep surrounding. Massive trees could be seen everywhere, decaying logs and leaves cover the ground, while vines hung around like dancing serpents, and dull flowers could be seen covering the remaining ground. What could happen here I wonder..
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Post by Sp❣rit on May 30, 2008 16:02:59 GMT -5
Though it was daytime, a Pokemon had fallen asleep on the inside of a hollow log. It was nice and dry on the inside, not that this little guy would mind. It didn't even have a body, for it was entirly made up of gas. The only thing that one could touch and hear where the bright red beads that rattled with every move it made.
Turning over a bit, a small snore escaped from the ghost type's mouth. Possibly one that could be easily heard by Jalance, since he just jumped over the log. As any good Pokedex would tell you, Misdreavus tend to sleep in the daytime. Usually in total darkness, making this nothing out of the ordinary.
::misdreavus::
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Post by (⌐■_■) on May 30, 2008 22:56:57 GMT -5
"Hey Sempathe, did you hear that?" Jalance asked over over at the tiny psychic pokemon. <Ralts?> she asked looking around a little the confused, she seem to have been in a daze while Jalance heard the small snore. "I guess not, but I still wanna check it out," Jalance replied looking around the hollow log that he had just jumped over.
Jalance not wasting anymore time about finding out where the myterious snoring was coming from quickly pierce through the log with his keen, emerald geen eyes. "Ahh, a ghost!" He shouted jumping back a little from the log. <Don't worry, I'll save you!> Sempathe cooed jumping down for Jalance's shoulder, and landing gracefully upon her tiny feet next to the log that contained the Misdreavus. <Huh, it's still sleeping, it's not going to do any harm,> The Ralts replied looking back at Jalance with a calming smile.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jun 2, 2008 13:42:13 GMT -5
Hearing the quiet whispers exchanged by the two, the Misdreavus made a quiet groan as it turned around in its sleep. The bright sunlight getting directly in its eyes through a tiny hole in the log woke it up instantly. Slinking back into the darkness of the log, absorbing itself in the comfort of the shade. That is, until it sensed the presence of the Ralts.
Tentatively, it faced the two with a blank stare. As if it had no idea what to do with its new guests. But, being a mischievous ghost type by nature, it wouldn't hurt to play a few tricks. It let out a sole smile, before vanishing into thin air. A wave of gas drifted around the back of Jalance's neck, giggling to itself as it blew a cold burst of air on the back of his neck. Still playing this game, it swirled around to face the Ralts.
What to do...What to do... It thought with an amused grin, but not quite able to think of anything good enough except make funny faces through its invisible cloak.
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Post by (⌐■_■) on Jun 4, 2008 11:31:42 GMT -5
Jalance and Sempathe soon started studying the Misdreavus even closer once they noticed that the Pokémon had started slinking back into the darkness of the log. "Hey little one you can come out now, where not going to hurt you," Jalance spoken softly as he voice started to trimble a little. Jalance would have to admit that he wasn't to fond of Ghost type pokemon, in fact he was kinda intimidated by them. Once noticing the ghost Pokémon reveal itself, he carefully started to back away slowly, trying his best to keep his cool.
<Hey, how are you doing?> Sempathe asked in a warm friendly smile as she stared back at the Misdreavus's blank expression. Meanwhile, Jalance continued to keep an keen eye on the ghost pokemon, that was until it started to disappear. "Ahhh! Sempathe, where did it go?" Jalance shrieked like a little girl. <I don't know Jalance, knowing a Misdreavus, it's probably about to start messing around with us with it's pranks.> She replied, keeping a little confused herself.
"Ahh, Sempathe help me!" Jalance shirked again once he felt the presence of the ghost near his neck. <Get away, please!> Jalance shouted swiping at thin air, thinking that it was the Misdreavus. <Taking about embarrassing,> Sempathe replied giggling at how ludicrous her trainer was looking, but her giggles soon got interrupted once she noticed the Misdreavus standing in front of her now, making funny faces. "Sem, take care of it now!" Jalance commanded, still a little shaken up about the childish prank of the ghost Pokémon. <I'm sorry to do this, but I don't have a choice," Sempathe replied, releasing a psychic blast of energy over to the ghost Pokémon. Sempathe is using Confusion!
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jun 4, 2008 12:01:15 GMT -5
Jalance's constant shrieking fueled the Misdreavus even more, a few giggles escaping from its lips. Pulling a couple of harmelss pranks was all in good sport, and even more, she had an audience that could get a kick outta it as well.
<Take care of me? Why, how ru-> The ghost type began, turning completely visible to both Pokemon and trainer with a frown. Its face puffing up in protest as the Confusion made it spin around in circles. The psychic move had given it a bit of morning sickness, but other than that it felt alright.
<W-Why should I forgive you anyway?> It started, now ticked off at both trainer and Pokemon as it gathered up its own boost of psychic power. It wasn't something that came naturally, but with a shake of its necklace a rainbow wave was shot at Sempathe. By using a Psywave that gained varying intensitiy, one moment it might be super strong, but the next wouldn't even hurt a fly. A gamble, but the only move it knew at the present time.
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Post by (⌐■_■) on Jun 9, 2008 14:43:17 GMT -5
Sempathe was swiftly knocked back by the Psywave Attack, of coruse the attack wasn't too effect seeing that Sempathe was a psychic type herself, but the attack was still able to pack a powerful hit. <Whoa, not bad!> Sempathe replied as regained her balance back. <Why wouldn't you wanna forgive us?> Sempathe asked, her voice still sweet and tranquil. <You were the one that started with the pranks you know,> She added, glaring at the Ghost type.
"Okay Sempathe, let's finish it off!" Jalance commanded for a few distance from the battle, he wanted to make sure that he was a couple of good feets for the Ghost pokemon. "Confusion!" was the attack that slipped out of the trainers mouth. Sempathe being obdient quickly released another blast of psychic enegry at the Misdreavus.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jun 9, 2008 14:54:47 GMT -5
The combination of a sweet voice, and the glare in the Ralt's eyes was a funny little mix, that only made the Misdreavus snort in defiance. Hovering a safe enough distance away so it could dodge an attack or two, it returned the glare. If anyone was watching close enough, sparks could be seen in between the two Pokemon's harsh facial expressions.
<Pranks! That's all I did! You actually went to violence. > It barked out, but quickly retreated as another Psychic blast was sent out. Ripples in the air alerted the ghost type to its presence and quickly maneuvered out of the way. If it was good for anything, it let out a sweet little Growl at Sempathe. Perhaps she would go easier on the attacks if it did so, was its reasoning.
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Post by (⌐■_■) on Jun 10, 2008 13:56:11 GMT -5
Jalance carefully continued to study the Misdreavus move. "Come on Sempathe, you can't be going easy on that Ghost!" Jalance shouted, looking over at his Ralts. <But Jalance, I don't think that it meant anything by the harmless pranks!> Sempathe replied in her sweet voice, trying to convice her trainer that the Misdreavus really isn't such a bad Pokémon.
"I don't care Sem, just finish it off now, use Confusion!" Jalance commanded firmly. Sempathe quickly looked back at Jalance, and then over to the Misdreavus, with a little sadness expressed in her eyes. The Ralts didn't wanna fight with the ghost pokemon, but she really didn't have a choice since her trainer was commanding her to attack. <Ralts!> Sempathe shouted releasing another blast of psychic enegry at the foe, as matter of fact the attack looked a littler strong than the last one.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jun 10, 2008 14:15:46 GMT -5
Weakened from the previous Confusion beatings, the ghost type couldn't gather the strength to avoid the next one. Spinning around and around, something in its mind clicked that gave it a state of confusion. In its daze, it floated around in a drunken state. Suddenly turning invisible on top of the log, then reappearing inside of it.
Now that it was all deranged, it was even more dangerous than before. This time it was sending out various Psywaves into the air, one that shot very close to Jalance, and another that shot at the log itself, a strong one that flung it into a nearby tree. During all of this crazy rampage, it gave its most evil laugh to date. Giggling and chuckling with every psychic blast.
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Post by (⌐■_■) on Jun 10, 2008 14:26:04 GMT -5
"Ahh!" Jalance shierked as he jumped out of the way of the incoming Psywave Attack. "Harmless you say!" He shouted looking over at Sempathe, he was angry or anything if anything he was scared for his life. <Hey watch it, you're going to hurt my trainer, after I tried taking it easy on you!> Sempathe snapped, now getting a little more upset at the Misdreavus.
<Find then, I just won't take it easy on you again!> Sempathe added as her body started to glow a deep silver, she seemed to have been using Iron Defense to help increase her defense. "Confusion again! Jalance shouted swiftly. Sempathe not holding back fired yet another Confusion, but this time at the log that the Misdreavus was located.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jun 10, 2008 15:51:20 GMT -5
As the psychic energy hit the base of the log, the Misdreavus was shaking around rapidly inside of its hollow center. Its head receiving a nasty bump from the sudden shake, it woozily floated out with a defeated look. That or it was simply tired and crazy. That would've been the worst of the two, correct?
Forgetting all of the 'what ifs', its hovering came to a halt as it gently rested against the ground. Its beads rattling as they hit the solid ground, the Misdreavus winced at the loud noises as the confused state was still in effect, but it was simply too sleepy and exhausted to do much of anything. Until it opened its eyes in a creepy fashion, glowing a dark blue as shadows approached the jade Ralts. Trying their best to reach out and touch her, take her into their command as she used a Spite. The evil spirits that she had summoned were supposed to temporarily get rid of the 'confusion' move, even if it was just for a second. Once laying on the ground, it rose back up with an insane expression plastered on its face. Hopefully the damage wasn't permanent...
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Post by (⌐■_■) on Jun 12, 2008 14:12:21 GMT -5
The Ralt's eyes soon started to widen once she noticed the creep, ghost-looking shadows approach her. <Get away!> She shouted trying to get away from them, however her body was still in shock from the scary sight.
Jalance's body soon start to shiver once he noticed the shadows surround his precious Ralts. "Sempathe, just hold on and use "Growl" He commanded loudly, and not wasting anymore time Sempathe quickly released a cute growl.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jul 7, 2008 11:29:39 GMT -5
The Growl lowered its attack power even further down, but it wasn't helping the Ralts very much. Psywave was such an unpredictable attack either way, it could be strong one moment, then really weak the next. It didn't even rely on attack power, but as the Misdreavus assumed, Confusion was the only offensive move the Ralts knew.
'I knew it! I knew it! I knew it all along!' It repeated over and over as it hovered right above Sempathe. Tiny wisps of its body touching her delicate head as another Psywave was prepared. A ring of energy was shot out from its mouth, staying small as it approached the Psychic type.
'This one won't do much...I pray to Arceus, please Arceus! Give me more time! The ghost type thought frantically as it floated higher up into the air. Watching to see if perhaps the weak attack hit, but even if it did, it wouldn't do much.
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Post by (⌐■_■) on Jul 7, 2008 11:56:07 GMT -5
"Come on Semp, dodge that attack!" Jalance shouted, his eyes getting full of worry now. <I'm on it!> Sempathe shouted as she carefully dodged the Psywave Attack.
"Nice job, now use Confusion and let's finish this battle!" Jalance commanded firmly. Finally, building up some more psychic energy the small Ralts quickly fired at it the Ghost Pokemon.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jul 7, 2008 12:09:44 GMT -5
The Misdreavus was getting plain tired and weary after all of these psychic blasts, that running away was becoming a more attractive option. Seeing the nimble Psychic type dodge its tiny Psywave, the ghost type pouted to itself. Knowing that there wasn't much else it could do except try to float away in an attempt to dodge.
The Confusion was like a missile, headed straight at the Misdreavus. Engulfed in the pressure inducing blue light, the ghost type squealed in pain until it was released from the attack. Weakness filled its body as it laid limp against the ground, swirls in its eyes from a long battle.
Sempathe gains a level. Capture or move on?
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Post by (⌐■_■) on Jul 7, 2008 13:21:13 GMT -5
"Good job Sempathe, you deserve a nice rest," Jalance stated returning the small Ralts back into her pokeball.
"I've always need a Ghost type on my team," Jalance sighed taking out a pokeball and tossing it at the fainted Misdreavus.
(Eww, super short postie!)
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jul 7, 2008 15:20:51 GMT -5
The Pokeball was tossed right at the Misdreavus's limp body. It almost went right through the ghost type if the sensors hadn't kicked in, and retrieved the new Pokemon. Sucking her inside and forcing her to fight a new battle. Whether to be a tamed Pokemon, or a wild one. This time, there was still a bit of vigor and energy within her so she ended up outside of the Pokeball. <Um. No, Kpleasethanks.> It muttered before vanishing into thin air. This time for good, if you wanted to believe that. But with those injuries, it was possible that it would be nursing those wounds for quite a while. After that unsuccessful capture, the broken Pokeball was left on the ground. The ghost type's power was too great, and forced the device to lay limp on the ground. Best recycle that when you had the chance. That would be a good idea if there wasn't something much more interesting limping out of the bushes. Small and scrawny legs hopped against the moist ground, drops of dew were still fresh off of the foliage as it made its way into the open. His chest was covered with a thick beard, or one that used to be thick, if it hadn't been clawed at. Most of his fur had been torn away during his escape, and now he was left lost in these deadly woods. Without a clue as to where his herd was, or any idea on how to fend for himself. You couldn't blame him, after all, he was only 2 months old. The Fawnus's long tail dragged against the ground as its ears perked up at the sight of Jalance, giving him a look of sorrow. Standing as still as it could on its injured legs before falling onto the ground with a yelp. <Owwww....> He whimpered out as he struggled to get back up on his feet. Pressing his two front limbs against the ground in some type of push up, but only ended up falling back down from his weakness.
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Post by (⌐■_■) on Jul 8, 2008 10:58:57 GMT -5
"Damnit!" Jalance roared, getting highly upset about not catching the Ghost Pokémon. "I didn't wanna make you my Pokémon anyway, I hate ghost!" He shouted, stomping his feet upon the soft grass. "Okay Jalance, get a hold of yourself," he whispered to himself.
"What kinda Pokémon is that?" Jalance asked, carefully studying the injuried Fawnus. "What happen to it?" Jalance asked, this time in a quiet voice. Just by looking at the Fawnus's condition kinda made Jalance want to cry. "Don't worry, I'm coming!" He shouted running over to the baby calf.
"Shhh, you have to be still," Jalance spoken softly as he massaged the calf's body gently. Reaching into his backpack, Jalance pulled out a Potion and a couple of bandages. "This might string a little," Jalance explained, getting ready to spray the Potion upon the Fawnus's body, that is if it would let him.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jul 8, 2008 14:01:49 GMT -5
OOC: I thought Jalance was evil...? BIC: The youngster was glad to get any type of help available, even if humans were one of the most feared beings in this Forest. The older beings touch calmed down the shivering Fawnus as it laid right back down. Still whimpering from the pain, and even yelping as the potion was sprayed on him. There must've been alcohol in it. But that was good, because it meant that the wound would be clean and would prevent infections. Soon after he was healed with the potion, the Fawnus was beginning to feel a little better. Certainly he felt a little more cheerful, despite his injured leg. Attempting to stand up, Fawnus got off to a rocky start. As soon as he tried, he cried out as he fell in a heap on the ground. Just by putting a little pressure on his back leg, it was enough of a shock to knock him right back down. <I think it broke...> The Fawnus mumbled to himself, holding in as many tears as he could as he turned to look at his leg. Though most likely it was sprained instead of broken. It was hard to keep it still, especially with the amount of energy that he normally had. The urge to run and walk was powerful, but what could one do with an injured leg?
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