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Post by Elizah King on Aug 4, 2011 20:39:09 GMT -4
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #83C355; width: 453px; padding: 5px;] [style=color: #821C38; font-size: 22px; font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: -4px;]YOU LOOK BETTER WHEN I'M DRUNK[/style][style=color: #965768; margin-top: -13px; font-size: 23px; letter-spacing: -2px; font-family: century gothic;] got a bad case of nothing to lose~[/style][style=border-top: 2px solid #821C38; margin-top: -4px;] [/style]
[style=background-color: #C85775; font-size: 10px; padding: 8px; color: #000000; text-align: justify; width: 380; height: 250px; overflow: auto; line-height: 100%]Trotting, yes trotting, along the worn path she walked through the maze like forest and not a f*ck was given. Sure she could be miles away from civilization and totally, helplessly, 'i-am-so-screwed-, lost at this very moment, sure she could be eaten by the man-eating monster that was rumored to lurk this very forest, and sure she was about to walk into a tree, but that didn't matter fot at the moment her mind was preoccupied with the tune in her head that described how a person looked more attractive if one were intoxicated.
The forest was almost entirely quiet if it weren't for the buzzing of bugs, chirping of birds and the occasional wind blowing through the emerald-colored trees. The sun was at it's peak, indicating it was around noon. There were some twig snappage going on a few meters away and perhaps some angry grunt-like noises coming from any which way but the most significant sound, at least pertaining to this moment was the sound of a very soft thud and a very audible whine of "Owwie~" as the young lady finally collided with the large tree she supposedly had not noticed.
Rubbing her sore and red forehead, along with her nose she looked around at her current surroundings. Confused, she looked back to where she's some from but did not see the path she was following anywhere near by. With a slump of her shoulders she soon realized she'd wandered off...again, and it would take a bit of time until she found her way back. Checking her cellphone she found that she couldn't get any reception, so calling for help was out of the question. Then she thought that perhaps she should have bought that map from the clerk, who was trying so desperately to sell it to her, while she was in the previous town. She shrugged, seeing that nothing else could be done about it, and instead of worrying like she ought to if she were a normal person, she decided to just continue on her merry way.
A few minutes later, finding herself deep within the forest, she found that she was craving for a little company, and because the silence was finally getting to her. Reaching into the largest pocket of her watermelon themed fanny pack, she brought out a pokeball with the name 'Squishy' in big, bold, black letters on it. Pressing the button, a white light flashed, momentarily blinding the girl and when her eyes finally adjusted, she saw her companion Squishy the Solosis, floating near her face.
"GREETINGS TO THEE MY SQUISHY~ HOW DOESETH THOU FAIRETH THIS LOVELY, WODERFUL DAY?!" She greeted with avid glee, even going to far as to pump her fists into the air as if she were declaring victory.
"Come now, Sir Squishalot. We must journey on in our quest to...to..." She continued, but paused as she thought of what possible quest she and her beloved friend could embark on today. "OH!" She exclaimed as she got an idea. "TO THE ICE-CREAM SHOP!" She declared, despite her obvious lack of knowledge as to where the nearest sign on civilization even was.
Sir Squishalot, decided to point this fact out by making an odd worried gurgling noise, but out heroine, who calls herself Turtle, brushed off the worry as she assured with great certainty, "We'll get there eventually! I just know it!" and continued to walk on her current path deeper into the forest, her companion following along, not really having much of a choice in the matter. [/style] | [atrb=style,background-color: #C85775; color: #000000; border-top: 2px solid #821C38; padding: 5px;]TAGS: MOD ; SQUISHY ; TURTLE WORDS: 600! NOTES: I went a bit over-board. Talkietalkitalkmade by garden of on the edge |
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Post by NOKI --- ♥ on Aug 4, 2011 22:00:51 GMT -4
A WILD STANTLER APPEARED! LEVEL 2 | ABILITY INTIMIDATE | FEMALE MOVES: TACKLE, *RAGE
Grazing in some grass near by, a Stantler is just minding her own goddamn business until some random chick started yelling ruining her appetite. Startled, she started running through the woods to try and find the culprit, maybe even give them a lesson or two about good table manners.
WILD STANTLER USED RAGE! ooc: this post reminded me of "and not a single fuck was given that day" * Random Egg move!
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Post by Elizah King on Aug 5, 2011 3:00:47 GMT -4
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #83C355; width: 453px; padding: 5px 5px 5px 55px;] [style=color: #821C38; font-size: 22px; font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: -4px;]YOU LOOK BETTER WHEN I'M DRUNK[/style][style=color: #965768; margin-top: -13px; font-size: 23px; letter-spacing: -2px; font-family: century gothic;] got a bad case of nothing to lose~[/style][style=border-top: 2px solid #821C38; margin-top: -4px;] [/style]
Still humming the same tune, Turtle continued on her trek, her Solosis having perched itself atop the brunette's head after growing tired of using its mediocre psychic powers to keep itself afloat. Just as Turtle was growing tired herself she heard the sounds of what seemed like an army of hooves coming her way. Curious, she stood still and stared at the direction in which she guessed the sound was coming from, and after a few moments a Stantler appeared before her eyes. Turtle wasn't one for having good reflexes so she wasn't able to dodge being rammed by the Stantler's mighty antlers and basically being pushed, rather painfully to the ground. Her Solosis on the other hand had avoided the attack by floating away just in the nick of time. "Ahn~ That really hurt..." She muttered as she tried to stand on wobbly knees, facing the angry looking Stantler before her. After a while of just looking at it she finally said, "LET'S DO THAT AGAIN!" having found the collision to be quite amusing and enjoyed the way her heart pounded a mile a minute and having seemingly just watched her life flash before her eyes from the adrenaline for a few seconds. It was all quite enthralling to say the least and doing it again would be fun for her. However, as she looked at the Stantler's angry expression, she figured why just let it do it's way with her when she can struggle a bit? Tops usually liked bottoms that struggle right. "Alright Mr. Reindeer...you want a fight? THEN WE GONNA HAVE A THROW DOWN!" She declared pumping her first into the air. "Let's go, Squishy. [SECRET POWER] on Satan's Reindeer!" She commanded pointing purposely at the angry Stantler. Squishy floated back near it's master and retaliated to the Stantler's first attack with an attack of it's own. It's green spherical body glowed an odd pink as he gathered his power and released it, unleashing a nearly invisible attack. It can be similarly described as being punched or kicked quite hard. [10/10] | Psywave | Reflect | Secret Power | | Night Shade | Astonish | Confuse Ray [Squishy DODGED enemy Stantler's RAGE] [Squishy retaliated with SECRET POWER] | [atrb=style,background-color: #C85775; color: #000000; border-top: 2px solid #821C38; padding: 5px;]TAGS: MOD ; SQUISHY ; TURTLE WORDS: 345! NOTES: ffffu coding. Talkietalkitalkmade by garden of on the edge |
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Post by NOKI --- ♥ on Aug 5, 2011 19:44:27 GMT -4
A WILD STANTLER APPEARED! LEVEL 2 | ABILITY INTIMIDATE | FEMALE MOVES: TACKLE, *RAGE
Scraping at the ground with its hoof, the Stantler wasn't all too pleased that her attack had missed. She was... kind of P-Oed in all honesty. Then, to top it off, a random force hit the deer Pokemon, pushing it back a little while she struggled to keep all four hooves on the ground. Shaking the attack off, the thing still had enough energy to keep going.
Lowering her head, she stormed forward to try and hit the floating jellow thing with a right good [TACKLE].
WILD STANTLER WAS HIT BY SECRET POWER! STANTLER USED TACKLE! ooc: this post reminded me of "and not a single fuck was given that day" * Random Egg move!
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Post by Elizah King on Aug 9, 2011 12:16:49 GMT -4
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #83C355; width: 453px; padding: 5px 5px 5px 55px;] [style=color: #821C38; font-size: 22px; font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: -4px;]YOU LOOK BETTER WHEN I'M DRUNK[/style][style=color: #965768; margin-top: -13px; font-size: 23px; letter-spacing: -2px; font-family: century gothic;] got a bad case of nothing to lose~[/style][style=border-top: 2px solid #821C38; margin-top: -4px;] [/style]
She had to admit, she was surprised to see the Stantler still standing after her Solosis' attack. Turtle had thought it would have fainted for sure after the first attack, but it seemed that she might have underestimated it. She was quite impressed by its stamina, and if had been a Psychic or Dark type, then perhaps she would have been tempted to capture it. Unfortunately, it was just a Normal type, and it was a normal type she had no interest in. What a shame indeed. Turtle rubbed her chin in mock interest as she tried to formulate a strategy on what to do next, though really she was just trying to look as if she knew what she was doing, which was half the time...true, but not true. She even went as fas as to mumble "Interesting..." as she watched the Stantler prepare to charge at her Solosis with a Tackle. She would have given out the command to dodge, however it came a just little too late. Squishy, as he knew himself to be called, had merely floated there waiting for Elizah's command, so when he heard nothing from her, he did not move. Though perhaps he shouldn't depend on her so much seeing that the Stantler had just dealt him a mighty blow to his gelatinous person, sending him back straight into Elizah's gut, a very unpleasant experience. Turtle grunted and slightly bent over when her Solosis was hit and was sent flying towards her, inevitably hurting her as well. Perhaps she should have been spectating from a safer distance, though like always her mind was occupied with other things. What those things were, she wasn't quite sure herself. Recovering from the blow, both Turtle and Squishy shook themselves off from the hit and returned to their original positions. This time, not voting to idle, Turtle quickly gave out her next instruction to her Solosis. "Let's go squishy, use [PSYWAVE]!"Not wanting to idle himself, Squishy did as he was asked and let out a pink coloured beam towards the Stantler, that if it hit might just give the poor pokemon a very painful headache. [8/10] | Psywave | Reflect | Secret Power | | Night Shade | Astonish | Confuse Ray [Squishy was HIT by enemy Stantler's TACKLE] [Squishy attacked with PSYWAVE] | [atrb=style,background-color: #C85775; color: #000000; border-top: 2px solid #821C38; padding: 5px;]TAGS: MOD ; SQUISHY ; TURTLE WORDS: 360! NOTES: DX sorry it took so long.. Talkietalkitalkmade by garden of on the edge |
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Post by NOKI --- ♥ on Aug 10, 2011 17:25:47 GMT -4
A WILD STANTLER APPEARED! LEVEL 2 | ABILITY INTIMIDATE | FEMALE MOVES: TACKLE, *RAGE
She was quite happy seeing the human and Pokemon suffer a like with the one Tackle attack. She started trotting on the spot for a moment to express her glee, only for a moment, being still quite young, taking her eyes off the duo. The pink beam soon washed over her, and a right good head ache had brought her down. She no longer had any energy left to battle...
WILD STANTLER WAS HIT BY PSYWAVE! STANTLER FAINTED, WILLYOU CAPTURE OR GAIN A LEVEL?
A STONE APPEARED! LEVEL ? | ABILITY ? ? ? | ? ? ? MOVES: ---, ---, ---, ---, ---
There is a random odd stone in the middle of the field... It seems to have some kind of dark aura surrounding it.
THE STONE IS JUST SITTING THERE!
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Post by Elizah King on Aug 15, 2011 2:10:22 GMT -4
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #83C355; width: 453px; padding: 5px 5px 5px 55px;] [style=color: #821C38; font-size: 22px; font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: -4px;]YOU LOOK BETTER WHEN I'M DRUNK[/style][style=color: #965768; margin-top: -13px; font-size: 23px; letter-spacing: -2px; font-family: century gothic;] got a bad case of nothing to lose~[/style][style=border-top: 2px solid #821C38; margin-top: -4px;] [/style]
When she saw the Stantler go down, she found herself actually worrying for it's well-being. However, remember that the beast was actually the one to attack them in the first place, a smug smirk came upon her lips and Turtle let out a victorious cry. "Oh yeah! That's right, you just got your ass whooped, psycho reindeer!" She cheered with glee as she pumped her fists into the air, and jumped around in a circle. She even went as far as to swing her hips from side to side and waves her arms in an awkward attempt at imitating an undulating ocean wave. Once she was done her little victory dance she gave a last salute to the fainted Stantler and turned heel in order to continue her journey through the chasm. Squishy, who was cool as a gelatinous mass can be, imitated the rolling of ones eyes to express his exasperation at his trainer's antics as he floated along leisurely behind her. [Lvl. 6] [Psychic] [8/10] | Psywave | Reflect | Secret Power | | Night Shade | Astonish | Confuse Ray [Battle Ended.] [Elizah decides to move on.] After a few moments of walking, Turtle pushed through a thick wall of shrubbery and on the other side she was met with...nothing. Just an unusually shaded place deep within the forest. In this oddly darker than normal location sat a fallen tree, and a stump beside it, and just inches away right smack in the middle of the field was...a rock. "What in the numerous regions of the world is this?" She questioned as she stared at the stone from afar. Her companion stayed as far as he could and still be able to keep an eye on his trainer. He felt a foreboding presence in the area, and if he could speak he would have said so...actually he was trying to, gurgling at his trainer, trying to form words in order to alert her. Hearing her companion's distress, she looked back and stared at him oddly. "What chu freakin' about Willis?"In reply, her companion stared at her just as oddly. Who the world was Willis?! Someone he should know about?! Oddly enough, he felt a tinge of jealous just then. | [atrb=style,background-color: #C85775; color: #000000; border-top: 2px solid #821C38; padding: 5px;]TAGS: MOD ; SQUISHY ; TURTLE WORDS: 350! NOTES: Remember to scroll...SCROLL! Talkietalkitalkmade by garden of on the edge |
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