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Post by Lee on Feb 25, 2007 17:07:02 GMT -5
Bright sunlight. Open air. No dark crevices for things to hide. So the island was safe, or at least safer than the horrid city of Nga. This was the complete opposite of the terrifying place, being above ground and all.
Now then to tackle the slight problem of being completely lost. Shrugging, he set off in a random direction, be in much too good a mood to even be frightened of being lost. After all, it was bright. There was nothing to be scared of.
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Post by MorriganFearn on Feb 25, 2007 17:26:57 GMT -5
((Speaking of Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy...))
The long waving grass rustled, and then something black leapt from the depths. It landed infront of Zach, and tried to take off again, smacking firmly into his shin. It landed back on the ground in a rustle of bent grass stems, and then it began to bounce up and down, singing happily. <Its raining, it's pouring, the old man is snoring.>
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Post by Lee on Feb 25, 2007 17:43:36 GMT -5
Zach's happiness disapeared in an instance, as he screamed rather loudly, before calming down. After scrambling backwards quite a few steps, and cautiously saying, "Uh...It's not raining." He paused, and added on, "Is it?" He looked around, wondering if maybe he'd hit his head when he fell to the ground earlier. On any one occasion. Or all of them. He inched his hand into his jacket and removed a pokeball, just for safety's sake. And because he was supposed to be training, now that he came to think of it.
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Post by MorriganFearn on Feb 25, 2007 17:52:13 GMT -5
<It is in the song,> the spoink, for that was the species of this pokemon, spoinked up and down. <He went to bed and bumped his head, and couldn't get up in the morning. Morning.>
It flipped over on the last high spring it's tail allowed it, and landed again, to continue bouncing. <Oh, so you're training,> it said happily. <I'd be glad to help. Have you ever fought a psychic before?>
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Post by Lee on Feb 25, 2007 18:18:39 GMT -5
Zach found himself grinning again, "I suppose it is." Hm. Yes, he liked this island very much. Far better than the creepy Group 3 area. He nodded, and then shook his head at the Spoink's query. "Yes-no. I mean, I have back home in Jhoto-even had a psychic type-but not here in Jenta."
He eyed the pokeball in his hand, and carefully asked the Spoink, "'Eh, you are classified as Group 3, right? 'Cause that's why I really need to train, although I suppose Group 1 would be okay."
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Post by MorriganFearn on Feb 26, 2007 17:41:06 GMT -5
<Yup, I'm level 46,> the spoink said jovially. <I don't know why, but most pokemon that are around here are almost always the right level for the battles that the trainers are intending. It's almost as if there is some secret god controling this all,> the spoink stretched his stubby arms out as far as they could go, as if to signify greatness, and then burst out into a fit of giggles.
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Post by Lee on Feb 26, 2007 18:31:10 GMT -5
Zach eyed him for a moment, "Secret god? Pshaw. You've got to be kidding me. No one controls me. It'd be like I was a figment of someone's imagination!" Shaking his head at the Spoink's crazy-talk, he replaced the pokeball in his hand for the pokemon he truly needed to train-Singe. "Anyways, I'm sure it's all just coincidence. Want to get started?"
He tossed the pokeball up into the air above him, and Singe materialized before him as he caught the falling pokeball. This was probably something of a problem, since the grass was, to be put delicatly, not exactly flame-proof.
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Post by Nyaa-Neko on Mar 1, 2007 20:02:52 GMT -5
"<Well, maybe I'll start then!>" The spoink cheered as he bounced into the air. "<Fire is very warm...heheh, that's fun!>"
In midair, his eyes and pink pearl started to glow. He focused his mind, and stopped the bounce so he hovered a meter or two above his fiery foe. Then he tightened his focus to send the psychic power out of his own mind, and into the physical plane as an actual attack.
The air twisted as a Psychic rushed forward in the attempt to do damage to his enemy.
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Post by Lee on Mar 10, 2007 18:41:27 GMT -5
Singe did a funny floppy thing that reminded Zach vaguely of a magikarp on dry land, though somehow it was more...sluggy. Of course, that could have been ebcause Singe resembled a slug very greatly. Whatever the case, he winced in sympathy with the slugma, before calling out an attack, since she didn't seemed to be too hurt by it. Oh, she wasn't immune to it, but she wasn't so weak as it to have been terribly bad.
"Try a Smog attack, Singe!" There was the possibility of poisoning the Spoink, but there was also a very definate side effect. Smog was, in short, smoky fog, and therefore, not very easy to see through. It would give Singe time to get closer to the Spoink, which would make his next planned attack all the more dangerous.
Singe obliged with the attack, remaining silent. There really wasn't anything to say after all, and after a moment of just sitting there, where it looked like nothing was happening, she opened her mouth and the smog literally poured out of her like a fountain.
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Post by Nyaa-Neko on Mar 10, 2007 18:44:27 GMT -5
The "flying pig" coughed, bouncing low on the ground to focus more on getting the smog out of his lungs. He then jumped as high as he could in a futile attempt to reach clean air, and hovered there for a moment. His psychic energies froze the Bounce in mid-air; though the smog still entered his lungs, oncoming attacks wouldn't be able to hurt him.
Though he did feel a little woozy...
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Post by Lee on Mar 10, 2007 19:17:08 GMT -5
Zach ran into a very pronounced problem. While no doubt the spoink couldn't see, neither could he. Luckily, Singe seemed to be immune to her own smog, which was a blessing. At least, he didn't hear her complaining, what with not being able to see her.
It also made him unlikely to wish for her to use a flamethrower, on the off-chance he'd be roasted. So he settled for something safer until the smog cleared enough for him to see which way she was aiming. "Use a harden, while you aren't being attacked!"
Zach thought he saw a glint through the smog as the outer-body of his pokemon hardened slightly, her body oozing just the least less bit, as it hardened slightly. Of course, he wasn't sure if he had or not.
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Post by Nyaa-Neko on Mar 10, 2007 19:22:05 GMT -5
His psychic-ness faded, and the spoink fell out of the air. He positioned himself so that he'd fall towards the hardened-lava Pokemon in a terrifying...Bounce. Of course, he still coughed as he went down, and vaguely wondered if continued breathing would cause him to get poisoned...if he hadn't already. The pig greatly hoped he hadn't, since it really was very hard to win if you were poisoned.
Plus, it kinda hurt.
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Post by Lee on Mar 10, 2007 19:50:31 GMT -5
Singe failed to point out (as did Zach) that it also hurt to land on her. Even though it hurt her too, but she was made out of fire, and the spoink was not. In short, it could be slightly painful to touch her. Singe was named that for a reason.
In any case, she ended up rolling backwards in a very un-dignified sort of way, and being dizzy for a moment, since he had managed to bounce on her head. And that hurt. Which wasn't good, because she didn't like being hurt. <Ouch.>
Zach sighed in relief as he spotted Singe as she rolled closer to him. Which was odd, since he couldn't figure out why she was rolling. "Hang in there, and use a Flamethrower attack on him!"
Singe was tempted to say something sarcastic, but that would have been wasting her breath, and in any case she had breathed in and proceeded to breathe out a gush of fire before she could form anything to say. Though at least she could see the spoink. Hang in there? I'm not hanging anywhere...Besides, I'm not /that/ hurt...Just...bruised...Oh, this is gonna hurt tomorrow.
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Post by Nyaa-Neko on Mar 10, 2007 19:55:11 GMT -5
The spoink, who had basically taken as much damage as the slugma did from his Bounce-into-a-rock-hard-and-flaming-hot-Singe, rolled backwards, panting. He now felt sick from poison (no doubt about it, he was poisoned by now) as well as a little burnt from contact with the stupid fire slug.
The he felt a river of flames roast him, and then he didn't see anything.
Because he then became an unconscious spoink.
A note floated through the air to land on Zach's head. "Your Singe-the-slugma defeated the unnamed spoink," it read. "Since the Spoink was at level 48, your level 47 1/2 slugma gains 1 1/2 levels, bringing her up to level 49. Have a nice day."
((Did you apply the three levels from the giveaway to your Pokemon yet? @_@ I couldn't remember when I read your bio...))
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Post by Lee on Mar 10, 2007 20:53:15 GMT -5
OoC: Nope. I completely didn't. I went to the profile to add them, and then I got distracted, and I never added them. So that means Singe is actually on level 50 now, right? Being as she's only getting one level, and the other two are being dished out...
BiC: "Umm..Will it be all right?" He grabbed the note of his head, waving the remainder of the smog away from his face and staring at the spoink with concern. Of course, the news that Singe had grown up to level 49 was great. Being as, she'd have to be pretty strong to beat Bahati.
<Sure.> Singe didn't really know, but she didn't want to stay around the pig pokemon. It hurt when it bounced on her after all, and she could find herself to be sympathetic to it's fainted self.
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Post by Nyaa-Neko on Mar 10, 2007 22:28:32 GMT -5
((Yup, she'd be a level 50...I'll go check to see where the other two are going to. But wait...how did Akriso get to level 30? You never trained her, and she should have started at 25...did I type it wrong in the beginning, or did you give her Rare Candies at some point? @_@ ))
"<Oh, he'll be okay,>" a voice said from within the grass as the spoink suddenly disappeared. "<We, the wild Pokemon of Sankaku Island, are good at this sort of thing. We have a healing system that rivals that of Route 1!>"
The owner of the voice, a slowpoke, waddled out from inside the grass. "<Nice level 50 slugma,>" he noted, a little sad that he couldn't fight the slug himself.
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Post by Lee on Mar 11, 2007 9:31:33 GMT -5
((Well, since rare candies are easy enough to give out, I gave one to another pokemon (I think it was Oakash, who got to 50 as well) and then Rapheal, who made it to 48.
Hm. Oh, that happened in the tunnel, while you were gone. If you want me to change it I can. -points at tunnel for evidence-
Whee! Five rare candies and a sarcastic note from the well! -dances-))
Zach sighed in relief, "Oh that's good. I hate it when I battle a wild pokemon and just leave them." It was sort of like beating up his own pokemon and leaving them in uncertain conditions. Which he wouldn't do. Especially since they'd probably beat him to a pulp before that ever happened. And it was just plain wrong.
"Thank you." Zach grinned at the slowpoke, giving Singe a glance instead of a nudge with his foot. Because the latter would probably catch his shoe on fire or something.
<Thank you, Slowpoke.>
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Post by Nyaa-Neko on Mar 11, 2007 14:21:06 GMT -5
((And after my most recent level-spaz...only Huur needs levels to reach the cap...and she only needs ONE! YAY FOR CHALLENGERS FOR BAHATI! THEN SHING! SHING SHING SHING SHING SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!)) The slowpoke nodded, and glanced at Zach. "<Would you like to train against me? I'd rather you not catch me, but if you'd like to battle for training purposes, that's fine.>" He pawed the ground in response. ((Ech. Writer's Block. Well, you really only need one or two more fights for Huur to get to level 50 anyway...))
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Post by Lee on Mar 11, 2007 20:23:48 GMT -5
((You really like Shing, don't you?))
Zach nodded, "That'd be great." Personally he was relieved. He, really, really, really, didn't want to catch any more pokemon right now. It seemed like he'd gone on a catching spree lately...Although he supposed a water-type would be a good idea, he didn't really relish the thought of it being psychic. He wasn't afraid of psychics...He just didn't really want one.
Returning Singe and releasing Huur, he came across a problem that he voiced before he thought about it. "How am I gonna get back to that place...the city-where-Bahati-is place? I teleported here...But I didn't see any warp tiles when I got here to get me back?"
Huur stared at her frantic trainer and yawned. <I'm sure there's a way back. Let's battle.>
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Post by Nyaa-Neko on Mar 11, 2007 20:30:20 GMT -5
((He is fun to write. X3 ))
"<You can get back to Nga via teleportation, there are plenty of abra in the town,>" Slowpoke explained, then shook his head and pawed at the ground. "<Well, you can figure that out later. For now, we battle!>"
He then charged forward and bowed his head down to Headbutt Huur.
Apparently, he, like so many others before him, had conveniently and temporarily forgotten the almighty type chart.
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