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Post by raichu on Mar 15, 2009 10:40:01 GMT -5
Boppy, who was shaking as if an earthquake was raging under her feet, was hit by the well-aimed Tackle. The Cherubi tumbled to the ground, squealing. “Boppy, come on, get this over with. Meth needs training too, y’know.” Marissa snapped at the fruit-like Pokemon, referring to her beloved Shiny Growlithe. At hearing her words, great, salty tears dripped from Boppy’s eyes – the Cherubi started to whimper. Marissa’s eyes widened – oh great, now she’d upset her potentially lethal baby Pokemon. “It’s not your fault, Boppy, it’s me – I’m grumpy today.
[/color]” Marissa gabbled quickly, wanting her Pokemon to attack as soon as possible. She didn’t want the Zigzagoon to run off. She didn’t hesitate to take the blame – she did care about her Pokemon, even if she snapped at them sometimes. Well, really, she never snapped at Crim, and hardly ever to Meth. She made a mental note to stop snapping at Boppy and Meline. The Cherubi sniffed, reining back a fresh flood of tears and standing ready, still shaking slightly. “ That’s it, Boppy, it’s okay. Nature Power.[/color]” Marissa said soothingly, lashing her tail behind her. < Bi.[/color]> Boppy sniffed, closing her eyes tightly and letting the glow outline her puny frame again. She then looked up at the sky, another lashing of hard-shelled seeds fell from the sky like bombs towards her masked Zigzagoon foe. [/blockquote][/size][/color]
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Post by Sp❣rit on Mar 16, 2009 8:56:06 GMT -5
Those sharp, jagged seeds poured down on her like a rainstorm, getting stuck in between her layered fur. It was uncomfortable, and painful. The girl in her was screaming uncontrollably after spending hours grooming herself to get just the right look. It was ruined! Like a dog, she started shaking the seeds out of her fur, making her fur appear poofy and large. <That wasn't fair. I wasn't ready that time.> She whined, shaking her head in a 'tsk tsk' manner. Now she was ready to teach this brat a lesson.
Hoping to give the little Cherubii a little scare, she puffed up her chest, raising herself onto her hind legs to appear much larger than she actually was. Inhaling as much air as she could, she belted it all out with a half roar, half Growl performance. 'That oughta do it.' She thought, rubbing her sore legs and aching back muscles after that powerful seed bomb. Another one of those could possibly finish her off. She wasn't willing to let that happen.
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Post by raichu on Mar 16, 2009 11:17:22 GMT -5
Boppy, who began to tremble uncontrollably even more, was successfully affected by the Growl. She felt her Attack power go down, and with a nod from Marissa, she glowed yet again, releasing another Seed Bomb – hopefully, the final one. Boppy wasn’t the only one who needed training.
[ ooc; lolshort. ]
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Post by Sp❣rit on Mar 17, 2009 16:37:53 GMT -5
[[ It's fine. No worries. ]]
The final Seed Bomb was more than enough to finish the Zigzagoon off on the spot. Her body was covered in those sticky, stinging seeds that stuck in her fur. The evidence of her loss was quite obvious from the defeated expression on her face as she laid belly flat on the ground.
Cherubii gains a level!
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Post by raichu on Mar 18, 2009 11:40:31 GMT -5
[ ^^; Thanks. ]
A ghostly smile appeared of Marissa’s lips, as she recalled the trembling Cherubi. After murmuring a few words of praise into the Pokeball, he pocketed it and continued further. Apparently, the gym leader in the nearest town was a damn good one, so if she wanted to win, she needed to train up her Pokémon more. Next on the training agenda was Meth. Marissa released the Shiny Growlithe – the ruby light faded into bright golden fur. The special Growlithe bounded into his trainer’s arms, barking enthusiastically. Stroking the tuft of her on his head and letting him jump out of her arms again, Marissa continued onwards, desperate to train.
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Post by freezepop on Mar 18, 2009 15:03:54 GMT -5
The sun was out, but the cold wind and the clouds kept it from making much difference to the grass Pokémon that wanted to frolic around the route. A bouncing baby Hoppip was flying in the sky, its leaves twirling around over and over like a helicopter, keeping him afloat. The breeze had started to die down, and he started to lose altitude. With a relaxed, gay smile on his face, he allowed himself to swerve around the tree branches, and finally onto the ground with a happy “yip”.
Yip…What was it? A dog or something?
<What a lovely day. I can just sense spring is on the way.> He stretched his tiny arms as high as he could, content with how awesome and cool this day really was for him. The ground was pretty mushy and uncomfortable, so he began to hop away, just about to hop right past Marissa and Meth. (lol Meth.)
::hoppip::
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Post by raichu on Mar 19, 2009 10:21:21 GMT -5
“Meth, get in there with a Bite.” Marissa instructed quietly. The bundle of playful fluff in front of her leapt at the Hoppip eagerly, his maw open wide so that his pearly white fangs glistened. His master lashed her tail, almost agitated – she wanted to level up Meth, and fast.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Mar 19, 2009 14:36:38 GMT -5
<Yikes! I think I landed in the wrong spot!> The Hoppip shrieked in fear, cowering at the sight of the golden Growlithe’s pearly white teeth snapping at him. He was still a pup, so those teeth were only like tiny thorns on a rose, but to something as fragile as he was, it hurt a lot. Crying out from the attack, he clutched his wounded right arm and stumbled backwards, almost losing his footing and falling flat on his back. There was no way he was going to let this go without dishing out some type of punishment to the Growlithe. He just didn’t know what.
The best thing he could think of doing was lashing out with his tail in a threatening manner; be careful! Getting hit by that Tail Whip could possibly cause damage, but it’s true meaning was to lower his opponent’s defense. He did a weird mix of a grunt and a hiss, clearly ticked off at this terrible, terrible trainer.
<Think twice before attacking me, pup. You want some of this?> He boldly declared, much unlike the general nature of most Hoppip. But he was a male, and he had his pride as a male that he simply had to stand up for.
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Post by raichu on Mar 24, 2009 13:17:19 GMT -5
“Hrm, I’m bored. ” Marissa said, smirking. Meth backed away from the Hoppip’s whipping tail. Not only was Meth one of Marissa’s “favourites” for his extraordinary fur colour, it was also because he was born with one of Marissa’s favourite moves, Roar – if made contact, which it normally did, it would make the foe run away or switch out. Marissa marvelled at it. “Roar.[/color]” Meth stretched in a cat-like way, his bottom rising into the air, the fluffy tail wagging, as his head lowered. Then he stood up to his full height again, craning his neck upwards as far as it would go, before opening his maw and releasing a loud, intimidating Roar. Sure, not the ground-shaking one he would be capable of if he was a higher level, but still a pretty damn good one. [/blockquote][/size][/color]
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Post by [K]azzy on Mar 24, 2009 13:46:23 GMT -5
Roar, what a move I would say, enough to frighten away such a Pokemon the level the Hoppip was. In fact, the Hoppip's eyes grew wide and she stepped back, before turning the opposite direction and running for her life....scardy cat...
Anyways, while the Hoppip was running off like the coward she was, she just so happen to run into a Poliwag, who was simply skipping his way down the path, enjoying the spring. <Hey watch yourself!> The Poliwag yelled back at the Hoppip as she screamed,trampling over the little tadpole and ran into the forest. The Poliwag shook his head and looked down the route,spotting the Trainer.
<Hey you!> The Poliwag started stomping down the route towards the trainer.<How DARE you make that Hoppip run into me like that!> The tadpole tapped his foot on the dirt, he was a bit feminine for a male. <Without even an Apology... I should make you pay for that!> The Poliwag narrowed his eyes at the trainer's Growlithe and used a bubble attack towards him, angry from the startle on his perfect day.::Poliwag:: ::male:: Lv.7 Appeared!Poliwag Attacked!Poliwag used Bubble!
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Post by raichu on Mar 25, 2009 11:19:00 GMT -5
Marissa recalled Meth – he was no use against a Water-type. She picked another Pokeball – Jay needed training. The Eevee appeared, lashing his tail eagerly. His large, brown eyes turned to Marissa, awaiting an order. “Tail Whip and Tackle. ” Marissa said simply, her voice still flat; she was bored. Jay whipped his tail, before lunging at the Poliwag, intending to Tackle it to the ground.
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Post by birdman015 on Mar 25, 2009 20:08:00 GMT -5
Poliwag's eyes watched the tail whip lowering its defense. While still mesmerized by the tail whip the tackle attack hit sending the him rolling. <First they cause the hoppip to run in to me then they change guys! The small amphibion pokemon said as he started to tap his foot again.
Poliwag then opened his mouth and fired a barrage of bubbles using his bubble attack.
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