as everything begins. [red]

[VERGIL ENOVA]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 140px; border-left: #7E6F8C solid 6px;] TAGS red WORDS too lazy to count~ LYRICS waking the demon by bullet for my valentine. NOTES first post here. any errors code-wise, blame it on the slow internet. e3e

[atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 308px;] TODAY WAS THE DAY HE WOULD START ANEW. It took time to collect all that he needed. And the days ahead would have so-called adventure and excitement. To the generic trainer, they would be filled with anticipation. Their weak Pokemon at their side as they took the first steps. Wishing to become strong and develop close 'bonds' with Pokemon and close knit relationships with other trainers. Hoping to succeed and dominate the many ranks of this society. Everything was about making friends. Becoming better. Showing off the 'beauty' and the strength of ones Pokemon. A sneer formed on Vergil's lips at that thought that had been so simplified and force fed into children of this day and age. Not every damn thing was so happy and pure in this world. Why did no one care to inform them of the many hardships and cruelty of life? The real reason behind training and gaining respect among ones peers. It was so ludicrous that it, in the end, amused him. Still, agitation bubbled within him. The sun's rays causing his pale skin to heat. The discomfort urging him to retreat. God, he hated summer. And all that came with it. Vergil wiped his brow that had become moist with sweat. And ducked into the shade of a tree settle in the local park there. Relief came quickly, his breath returning to its usual pace. Allowing an obscene word to escape him, Vergil pressed his back against the trunk of the tree. Relaxation came next, and, he slowly transitioned from a standing position to one of someone seated on the cool grasses. His hand clutched at the healthy green blades, the cool feel they radiated relished. Releasing it and raising the limb only to cough into his hand, he noticed just how dry his mouth felt. His throat sore from the lack of water taken in that day. The young man took off his simple and small black backpack, unzipping it so to reveal the contents inside. There was not much held. Nevertheless, Vergil himself was surprised he could manage to get this much. But, he was resourceful. Set on his task of achieving the goals set. And, despite how few items he had in hand they would have to do for now. Having bought his own water bottle that he could refill if he wished, he undid the cap and took careful sips. Soon, he tilted his head back, gulping down the precious liquid. Once his thirst was quenched, the young male placed the bottle back in its original location, zipped up the bag and pulled his arms through the straps so everything could be carried upon his back once more. A thought crossed his mind shortly after. Vergil reached into his pocket, pulling out a tiny pokeball that contained his first Pokemon. He swallowed as he eyed the miniature orb. This thing would allow him to advance in life. It was his ticket to greatness. And he would take advantage of what was offered.

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[Red Trainer]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/LoKpA.jpg][atrb=style, border-radius: 25px; border: 1px dashed #cbcbcb; padding: 10px; color: #a1a1a1;][style=background-image: url('http://i.imgur.com/qvttS.png'); border-radius: 15px; border: 1px dotted #cbcbcb; padding: 10px; width: 100px; float:left; margin-right: -3px;][/style][style=font-size: 20px; color: #d3d3d3; font-family: Arial; margin: 45px 0px 0px -4px;]►[/style][style=float: right; text-align: center; font-size: 28px; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: -2px; color: #656565; margin: -35px 10px 0px 5px;]wanna be the very best[/style][style=float: right; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #a5a5a5; margin: -10px 10px 0px 0px;]LIKE NO ONE EVER WAS[/style] [style=font-size: 10px; font-family: Arial; color: #656565; padding: 10px; text-align: justify; border-right: 4px solid #dcdcdc; text-transform: none;] There was still quite a few things Red needed to do before he could even think about starting to become a real trainer. There were so many Pokemon out there to conquer, it irked him to even recognize that many. It's not like he thought he could capture them all, I mean come on. He isn't the very best, like no one ever was? I mean who would even think they were like that? It sounded like some stupid line off a movie, or show or something. His head dazzled with thoughts, and he could feel Riolu tensing on his shoulder, so his gaze turned toward his front. There was a kid in the distance, seemed to be sitting near a tree. He couldn't quite make out what he was doing, but he seemed to be searching for something. It didn't quite matter to him, possibly it was a trainer, one he could battle. It would be a fun experience, Red loved demolishing peoples dreams. It was fun, and it always brought a smile to his face. The figure in the distance began to get closer, and closer. Well obviously that would happen, due to Red continuously walked toward him. Red was already at the boys vicinity, as he gazed at him. For some reason his attention was distracted to his pokeball, which obviously Red would assume had a Pokemon inside it. Analyzing the kid properly, he positioned his hat more clearly on his head, and took a mere glance at Riolu who was free from his ball at this point. Riolu didn't say much, but jumped off Red's shoulder and stood next to him. "Waiting for it to make out with you, or somethin'?" Red said, as a smirk spread across his face. This pleased Red, it gave him a small satisfaction to make fun of others. Perhaps next his line would be something along the lines of 'Problem?' it always pissed people off. Maybe he would just pretend to like this kid to get some money off him, that was always a good idea. Nah, he'd just piss him off, even better idea. [/style][style=font-size: 10px; font-family: Arial; color: #656565; padding: 3px; text-align: right; border-right: 4px solid #dcdcdc; margin-bottom: 1px; text-transform: none; line-height: 10px;]    WORDS •360     NOTES • I actually found this post quite funny. coded by lovesolfege of ote![/style]

[VERGIL ENOVA]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 450px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 30px; border-radius: 0px 30px 0px 0px; border-left: #7E6F8C solid 6px;] { i'm not coming back There's not much longer. So don't try to fight. Your bodies weakening. Walk to the light. Those painful times. So alone so ashamed. I'm not coming back. There's nothing to gain

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 140px; border-left: #7E6F8C solid 6px;] TAGS red WORDS too lazy to count~ LYRICS waking the demon by bullet for my valentine. NOTES didn't really check over this one. was lazy. -w-

[atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 308px;] HE HAD NOT BOTHERED TO TAKE NOTICE OF ANYONE, much too wrapped up in his own thoughts. Vergil allowed the pokeball to roll in his fingers, his focus concentrated on the only thing that had interested him at that point. This moment of peace was not appreciated fully, nevertheless. He was looking forward to obtaining his next Pokemon. The many strategies to ponder over, the pleasure that would wash over him once he achieved victory no matter how minor. The adolescent was about to form a smile when he caught the sound of soft footfalls. His intuition alerting him of the individual who so boldly stepped forward without pause or hesitation. But, still, the young man's gaze snapped up in response to those few words. "Waiting for it to make out with you, or somethin'?" Vergil did not take the bait that was so clearly set. He simply looked at the older male, allowing the surprise to fade from his original expression. Replacing it with an apathetic look, he only hummed in response. He was too aware of this stranger's type. With them wishing to arouse hostility within others. Vergil himself was capable of preforming such a task. But he did so gingerly and with much more grace than the usual bluntness. And his own response was bland at best. He went back to eying the pokeball. It was only then did he notice the Pokemon settled at the other trainer's side. One he had never encountered beforehand. What was the name again? Despite the pause taken to think and the answer right at the tip of his tongue, Vergil instead pulled out his Pokedex. The device cold from its lack of use. Once his fingers wrapped around it, he turned toward the unknown Pokemon. The odd creature was scanned and the screen flashed for a moment before the Pokemon's picture was displayed. As the voice deadpanned the information, the picture switched angles. "Riolu, the Emanation Pokémon. When sad or scared, Riolu's aura becomes stronger as a way of signaling its allies." His curiosity sated and mind refreshed as soon as the identity reached his ears, Vergil placed the Pokedex in its original location. Pokeball still in hand, the younger male eyed the older one. Appearing nonchalant about the situation, he clicked his tongue. Pressing his finger against the button of the pokeball next, the said object expanded. The smooth sphere filled with warmth due to what it possessed deep inside. And then it dawned on him; he had yet to scan the first Pokemon he had obtained. Odd how such an idea had not come to his mind until now. Vergil moved the Pokeball so that the button was facing away from him and toward Riolu. Not really taking note that his Pokemon was going to be set near the other, he pressed the button once again. The round object automatically opened in response, a click sounding and a beam of red energy escaping its interior. Soon, it molded itself into the shape of the Pokemon that it had once contained. There, now settled on the grass upon its legs was a black and white Pokemon. The spiky mane and round, black nose the most noticeable features. Face to face now, Vergil took note that both Riolu and his Pokemon were of similar heights. Interest piqued, the Pokedex was once again retrieved and used. "Blitzle, Its mane shines when it discharges electricity. They use their flashing manes to communicate with one another. Moves are; quick attack, tail whip, sand attack, screech, shove wave." Blitzle chimed its name proudly in response, its cocky nature evident in its gaze and stance. The Pokemon's gaze focused on Riolu before taking a step forward. Pawing at the ground a few times, it bowed its head at the other. Its lips curved in a smile.

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[Red Trainer]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/LoKpA.jpg][atrb=style, border-radius: 25px; border: 1px dashed #cbcbcb; padding: 10px; color: #a1a1a1;][style=background-image: url('http://i.imgur.com/qvttS.png'); border-radius: 15px; border: 1px dotted #cbcbcb; padding: 10px; width: 100px; float:left; margin-right: -3px;][/style][style=font-size: 30px; color: #d3d3d3; font-family: Arial; margin: 45px 0px 0px -4px;]►[/style][style=float: right; text-align: center; font-size: 20px; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: -2px; color: #656565; margin: -35px 10px 0px 5px;]wanna be the very best[/style][style=float: right; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #a5a5a5; margin: -10px 10px 0px 0px;]like no one ever was~[/style] [style=font-size: 10px; font-family: Arial; color: #656565; padding: 10px; text-align: justify; border-right: 4px solid #dcdcdc; text-transform: none;] The boy in front of him was obviously the type he had suspected. The normal trick or two wouldn't work on this kid. He needed to step it up a level. Stepping back a bit, Riolu did as well. Suddenly the boy pulled out his pokedex. He scanned Riolu, who gave a defensive pose, awaiting something to happen. Though nothing did, the robotic voice from the pokedex rung through Red's ears. Closing his eyes briefly, he shifted his hands to his pockets. "Wow, never seen a Riolu? Pathetic." It was true, he thought it was pathetic. There weren't that many, and actually Riolu was quite famous. They were known as somewhat rare, and Red had one of them. He felt proud of himself. Slipping out his own dex, he sighed. Looking up at the kid once more, he readied his pokeball. Was it empty? Did he want to capture Riolu? "Hey, this is my Pokemon. You can't go capturing Raito like that." he said, just as an assumption as to what this kid was really doing. To Red's surprise, and Raito's as well, the ball he flexed just summoned a Pokemon, and Red actually knew this Pokemon. Recently, he had been making fun of it. It looked like a retarded zebra, which mated with a down syndrome'd Electabuzz. It made him laugh out loud. Hmm, laugh out loud. Maybe he could produce this into a smaller abbreviation? His mind side tracked, and he recognized it. So he shook himself out of it, only to laugh. He pointed at the Blitzle, and Raito underneath him just gave a triumphant 'Hmph,' as if to show who was boss. Since he had been raised by Red, obviously his attitude was one that felt as if he were superior. It was still funny though, Raito was the only Pokemon Red actually really cared for. "Blitzle? Really!? Hah! That thing has nothing on Raito." he said, now indicating who Raito really was. It was his Riolu, and upon hearing his name, he suddenly began a fancy fighting stance. Red looked at his Dex, he even saw that the kid hadn't scanned his own Pokemon, this made him laugh even harder. This kid was getting funnier by the moment. "You hadn't even scanned your own Pokemon!? HAHA!" this time he almost fell over he was laughing so hard. He pointed at the Blitzle, then to the trainer. His gut now hurting, he looked at them both. The odd thing was, he never really scanned Blitzle... So why not do it now? It'd be the best timing, though seemed awkward right now. What would he even do with the two eggs he toted around? Perhaps he'd forget to scan them, wouldn't that be awkward too... Red didn't really care what seemed socially awkward or not, he would do it anyway. He lifted up his pokedex, the pokedex then bleeped, and opened as he aimed it at Blitzle. "Blitzle, the eletric pokemon. Blitzle's mane shines when it discharges electricity. They use their flashing manes to communicate with one another. Blitzle is the pre-evolved form of... Zebstrika..." The dex finished it's recording, and went off. Sighing a moment, he put it up. It was nothing fancy, and it bored him already. "So... You wanna battle?" he took the summoning of the kids pokemon as a challenge already. Reaching for his hat, he cocked it to the side, and gave a smirk. His demeanor changed, and his self-confidence seemed above all else. "Lets go then... Raito?" Raito perked up, looking at Red, he suddenly took a step forward, giving a look at it's opponent, and gave a disappointed look. Raito seemed to already have defeated it with his eyes. [/style][style=font-size: 10px; font-family: Arial; color: #656565; padding: 3px; text-align: right; border-right: 4px solid #dcdcdc; margin-bottom: 1px; text-transform: none; line-height: 10px;]TAGGED • ilu zebra     WORDS • 560     NOTES • YOU'RE MY BOY BLUE coded by lovesolfege of ote![/style]

[VERGIL ENOVA]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 450px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 30px; border-radius: 0px 30px 0px 0px; border-left: #7E6F8C solid 6px;] { i'm not coming back There's not much longer. So don't try to fight. Your bodies weakening. Walk to the light. Those painful times. So alone so ashamed. I'm not coming back. There's nothing to gain

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 140px; border-left: #7E6F8C solid 6px;] TAGS red WORDS too lazy to count~ LYRICS waking the demon by bullet for my valentine. NOTES ilu too, red~ o3o

[atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 308px;] AGITATION; SOMETHING HE LACKED COMPLETELY. Despite all that was said. The taunts and the remarks. Vergil could only do one thing first; not give a damn. His licked his lips only as he stood, his form now erect and straight in posture. His body slightly tense as he was becoming aware of what was to come. He would not back down from such a challenge. Wishing to gain revenge in response to those quotes so offhandedly said. He looked at the male and smiled, finally allowing the portrayal of his personality to be made known. A hint of mischief causing his eyes to glint. Surprisingly, Blitzle didn't take offense to the bout of laughter that plagued the youth. Both Pokemon and trainer watching them calmly. Such childish behavior did not impress him. That scoff made by the Riolu lacked to have an effect on Blitzle. The black and white creature only stood tall, proudly and undeterred. The older male had requested a battle shortly after, and Vergil was willing. He did not care for the concept of winning and losing. Only to experience the sensations that came with this experience. How it felt to be outmatched and how it felt like to be granted victory. The teenager took a step forward until he was side-by-side with his Pokemon. Vergil glanced down at the creature. Expecting whatever it could offer at such a low level. He was aware of its prowess when it came to moves. And so would the other male. Vergil was thinking of how to properly handle them. Those enabled attacks were his own to use. How odd to hold such power because this creature was his own. Vergil eyed it, and Blitzle turned its head to allow their gazes to clash. Allowing his look to become intense as though to establish his dominance, Blitzle's eyes widened at first before they narrowed. A certain understanding there before it took a step forward as well. The male Pokemon faced the other. There was a hesitation there for a moment in response to that expression that flickered within Riolu's eyes. That disappointment. The friendly challenge made beforehand was now withdrawn. It was then replaced by hostility that radiated around the black and white Pokemon. Still, Blitzle picked up the emotions of his trainer, continuing the passive facade that soon became to feel real. It wished to copy his owner's bravado. Soon it and the Riolu were face to face. A few yards set from each other as their trainers became settled far apart. Allowing the will to fight to build up within him - that malice - to conquer all else he had in mind, Blitzle took on a challenging stance once more. Confidence there, as well as the wish to defend his master from the one who seemed to demean him so. A bow of the head was made again, and a single hoof dug into the soft earth. Tearing at the delicate grasses. Vergil stood idle in his position. Himself stiff with tension, the wish to make this quiver that ran through his body there. This would be the first of many. And despite what anyone would say, the trek forward would begin. Blowing out gently in order to calm himself, the young male continued to hold his arms limp at his sides. His gaze wandering for a moment before he watched his Pokemon. Blitzle stood there still, awaiting an order of some sort. Its smile gone and now replaced with a frown. The eyelids lowered and everything frozen in place. That was when they waited.

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[Red Trainer]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/LoKpA.jpg][atrb=style, border-radius: 25px; border: 1px dashed #cbcbcb; padding: 10px; color: #a1a1a1;][style=background-image: url('http://i.imgur.com/qvttS.png'); border-radius: 15px; border: 1px dotted #cbcbcb; padding: 10px; width: 100px; float:left; margin-right: -3px;][/style][style=font-size: 30px; color: #d3d3d3; font-family: Arial; margin: 45px 0px 0px -4px;]►[/style][style=float: right; text-align: center; font-size: 28px; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: -2px; color: #656565; margin: -35px 10px 0px 5px;]the point of no return[/style][style=float: right; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #a5a5a5; margin: -10px 10px 0px 0px;]WE LOSE WITH HEARTBREAK OVERWHELMING[/style] [style=font-size: 10px; font-family: Arial; color: #656565; padding: 10px; text-align: justify; border-right: 4px solid #dcdcdc; text-transform: none;] There was a silence in the air. It stiffened momentarily, and Red was ready for a move. Moments passed, and no one said a word. Raito seemed to stare down Blitzle, and the Blitzle just stood there awaiting something. This obviously meant they were analyzing Raito's abilities, awaiting Red to take the first move. A clever strategy, but it would rarely help any. "Raito!" his voice was clam, but yet demanding. Just as his master called out to him, Raito awaited his next words. There was a certain feeling in the air, and suddenly Raito gave a certain stance. For a second, it felt as if all of the tension ins his body was released. He felt lighter, and for a second he felt a burst of energy. There, he would be able to concentrate on his enemy. He blocked out all his surroundings, and then awaited for his next command, or even his next stated move. Staying aware of his surroundings. Before he could even fully calm himself, his next orders were shouted. "Now, use low kick to get underneath Blitzle, and then use sky uppercut!" the next tensing moments in Raito's physique suddenly burst out, and his speed was much faster than normal. All of a sudden, he was rushing toward Blitzle, who wasn't that very far away and kicked underneath it's legs, which then would be followed with a sky uppercut. Red felt confident in his Riolu. Not being in many battles himself, this would be the first battle he himself has had with a trainer. It felt oddly uplifting, and therefore would give him a certain edge toward his younger foe. Since his experience obviously outclassed the kid, and he was much better looking than him. [/style][style=font-size: 10px; font-family: Arial; color: #656565; padding: 3px; text-align: right; border-right: 4px solid #dcdcdc; margin-bottom: 1px; text-transform: none; line-height: 10px;]TAGGED • here here here     WORDS • 295     NOTES • ugh, so short coded by lovesolfege of ote![/style]

[VERGIL ENOVA]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 450px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 30px; border-radius: 0px 30px 0px 0px; border-left: #7E6F8C solid 6px;] { i'm not coming back There's not much longer. So don't try to fight. Your bodies weakening. Walk to the light. Those painful times. So alone so ashamed. I'm not coming back. There's nothing to gain

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 140px; border-left: #7E6F8C solid 6px;] TAGS red WORDS too lazy to count~ LYRICS waking the demon by bullet for my valentine. NOTES hm~

[atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 308px;] BLITZLE'S EARS PERKED AS THE TRAINER VOICED HIS RIOLU'S NICKNAME. The male in the red cap obviously held confidence. His arrogance causing the electric-type to fume. Blitzle would hold himself proudly and remain that way whether he claimed victory or not. Its own will to battle swelling as it stood idle. Blitzle kept its eye contact with the male Riolu. Not caring for its behavior anymore. The zebra was surprised by its own apathy that started to layer over his mentality. His expression remained stern and his body stiff, allowing a growl to become audible. A tremble traveled throughout its limbs and Blitzle took a deep breath in order to calm itself. It was time to fight and show off its prowess in battle. The human that was matched against his master soon spoke his commands. "Now, use low kick to get underneath Blitzle, and then use sky uppercut!" The opponent's Pokemon charged forward, its legs moving quickly as the distance between Blitzle and Riolu began to diminish. Its mane started to crackle with electricity as the electric-type, in return, felt its hostility arise. Hinting toward its future behavior once it evolved properly. Glaring at the other, it did not move from its original location until his master bid him to do so. But, several seconds in, Vergil spoke. His voice sharp and to the point. "Sand Attack!" The male responded. Blitzle obeyed, turning sharply. Its sharp hooves dug into the dirt after it faced its trainer. The electric type soon unearthed the grasses and reached the light and dried soil underneath. The heat only assisting in strengthening the move due to there being a lack of moisture in the soil. Blitzle found itself shrouded in soil and dust that clouded any creatures vision. Even his own. "Now, use Quick Attack in order to move away from Riolu!" The Pokemon obeyed. Using the usually offensive move in order to rush forward and past its opponent. The dust soon faded, and Blitzle's position was made clear. It was where Riolu had originally stood at the start of this battle. Right near its trainer. The electric-type pawed at the ground in a challenging motion after turning toward the fighting-type. Awaiting more. "Bli!"

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[Red Trainer]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/LoKpA.jpg][atrb=style, border-radius: 25px; border: 1px dashed #cbcbcb; padding: 10px; color: #a1a1a1;][style=background-image: url('http://i.imgur.com/qvttS.png'); border-radius: 15px; border: 1px dotted #cbcbcb; padding: 10px; width: 100px; float:left; margin-right: -3px;][/style][style=font-size: 30px; color: #d3d3d3; font-family: Arial; margin: 45px 0px 0px -4px;]►[/style][style=float: right; text-align: center; font-size: 28px; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: -2px; color: #656565; margin: -35px 10px 0px 5px;]this is the point of no return[/style][style=float: right; text-align: center; font-size: 10px; font-family: arial; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #a5a5a5; margin: -10px 10px 0px 0px;]WE LOSE WITH HEARTBREAK OVERWHELMING[/style] [style=font-size: 10px; font-family: Arial; color: #656565; padding: 10px; text-align: justify; border-right: 4px solid #dcdcdc; text-transform: none;] Red watched the fight continue as Blitzle began to dig into the soil. He knew what came next, and suddenly his thoughts came to reality. "Raito, jump!" It was brief, but Raito knew exactly what to do. Just as soon as it started, he ditched his previous moves, and took airborn momentarily. He kept a track on the movements of the Blitzle, and then suddenly heard Red speak to him once more, this time in a more demanding voice. "Raito! Use agility! Then low kick!" There was still some dirt on him, and his eyes did sting, but he suddenly calmed himself. His posture seemed to become more relaxed as he peaked his height in the jump. Then all of a sudden, he tensed and the rush of energy surged through his body. Now, this is where Raito knew his game, the air. He couldn't fly, but actually he was good in jumping and attacking in that form. Since the Blitzle gained some distance, he shifted his weight and landed on one foot. Just as he did, he shot like a bullet to Blitzle's location, aiming a leg directly at the Pokemon. Red was still sitting on the sidelines, and he stared directly at his opponent across from him. It wasn't like he was staring back at Red, but he liked to do this. It was to show he wasn't afraid of anyone, and Red had a lot of confidence in his Pokemon. So he would allow Raito to decide his next few moves by himself, Red had taught him well, and it wasn't gonna end terribly for them. Raito was a good Pokemon. [/style][style=font-size: 10px; font-family: Arial; color: #656565; padding: 3px; text-align: right; border-right: 4px solid #dcdcdc; margin-bottom: 1px; text-transform: none; line-height: 10px;]     WORDS • 270     MUSIC • Never Too Late - Three Days Grace NOTES • ZERO MUSE THIS POST WAS FORCED coded by lovesolfege of ote![/style]

[VERGIL ENOVA]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 140px; border-left: #7E6F8C solid 6px;] TAGS red WORDS 384 LYRICS waking the demon by bullet for my valentine. NOTES finally posted.

[atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 308px;] BREATHING IN STEADILY, BLITZLE'S BODY REMAINED IN ITS ORIGINAL POSITION AS VERGIL PONDERED OVER HIS NEXT STRATEGY At the moment, the electric-type was prepared for any physical contact to me made. His body aware that pain was to be inflicted sooner or later. Despite its speed and his owner's prowess in remaining calmed and readied, he could not dodge forever. The Pokemon glanced in Vergil's direction before focusing his attention on the Riolu now placed within the air. It had managed to discard its previous ideals and movements and retrieve a new plan that was formed as mere seconds had passed. Blitzle worked hard to take note of the speed and keep track of the agile creature. Gathering its thoughts as soon as the pause occurred, the electric-types eyes narrowed. The intense look suiting this situation as a whole. And then, suddenly with a burst of speed the creature shot toward him. Blitzle could only stare blankly as Riolu's move was aimed. The foot catching his two front limps and causing him to fall over as the damage was done. Crying out in response to the pain that now plagued, he paused to recover. The move caused his legs to burn with undesirable sensations for a few brief moments, Blitzle managed to stand. Wincing, he turned his head toward Riolu. Simply shaking himself off, he stood at his full height, his malice causing his eyes to gleam as faced the fighting-type. "Blitzle, use Shock Wave!" The said Pokemon's mane soon gleamed a darkened yellow. The light somewhat intense as the energy continued to build. After several seconds had been allowed to pass and his gaze focused on Riolu, the electric-type allowed the attack to fire toward the Pokemon. The raw energy slicing through the air as it moved to strike the Riolu. Vergil watched this all in silence, his focus concentrated on the battle. But as he felt his opponent's stare his eyes instantly moved to allow their gazes to clash without hesitation. It was then a high pitched screech broke through the air and his attention was once again captured by the creatures who continued to clash. Blitzle eyes were wide, its mouth opened completely as visible sound waves traveled out of its mouth and toward the Riolu. blitzle level 5; male ; lightningrod quick attack | sand attack | shock wave | screech | tail whip blitzle was hit by low kick! blitzle used shock wave! blitzle used screech!

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