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Post by MorriganFearn on Jul 2, 2009 13:39:46 GMT -5
((.... Why would we shout at you for continuing your thread? That's what RPers are supposed to do...))
The little mammal was surprised by the fact that the plant walked and talked. And attacked! She crouched down, with her short paws over her head. <Yeeee-ah!> the sentret screamed, curling herself tightly around her stomach, as the leaves hit and cut along her back. The curled ball shape helped protect more sensitive areas from being attacked, but the attack still hurt, and she came out of the shower of leaves with the sensation of multiple paper cuts across her body.
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Post by Spothie on Jul 3, 2009 6:12:29 GMT -5
((*Shrug* xD I dunno. It's happened.))
The chikorita puffed up her cheeks and swayed, frowning. She let out a little sigh, more like breathing and charged over. +Yo! What's wrong?+ She couldn't help it when she let out a 'oosh' when she noticed the severe cuts. But there was a rush of pride. She'd done that to the sentret! Well... of course she had! She was a level nine after all!
Confused, the little boy followed his starter as she cautiously bounded towards the cowardly-seeming sentret. He looked around, curious as to if there was anyone else about that was scaring this pokemon... But he seemed to be the only human here right now and he couldn't make any excited, battle-type screams like commands, happy cheers or disappointed/angered groans. He shrugged, looking back to the small pokemon and kneeled down. "Are you OK?" He asked, moving over to be right next to his chikorita.
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Post by MorriganFearn on Jul 3, 2009 13:55:10 GMT -5
Once the stinging had stopped, the sentret uncurled from her defense curl, and turned to look up at the human. <Well... I've been attacked by sharp objects, and I'm hungry,> she complained, scowling. <No, I am not okay. What on earth put that thought in your head? When you battle pokemon no, they aren't going to be okay at the end. Now gimme your food. I'm hungry.>
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Post by Spothie on Jul 3, 2009 17:12:25 GMT -5
Bell stamped her foot and glowered. +I guess you have never heard of the word please, then? And that barely hurt. You're living in a war zone, shouldn't you be used to battles now?!+ She looked around at the weird, crazy jungle-like place, blinking before looking back at the sentret, countering the normal pokemon's scowl with her own.
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Post by MorriganFearn on Jul 4, 2009 7:28:39 GMT -5
<War zone?> the sentret questioned, not understanding the concept. But the plant thing was acting as though this was somehow her choice to be ther, which wasn't fair. On the other hand, the human had stooped close enough for the sentret to see his pack. With a bound, the ring tailed pokemon ran up Jimmy's body and tore at the zipper of his back pack.
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Post by Spothie on Jul 4, 2009 8:23:57 GMT -5
Bell shrugged. +I dunno what to call it! War zone, battle zone! Some place where Trainers battle you!+. She rolled her eyes, shaking her head. But she let out a little squeak as the female sentret leapt onto Jimmy. +Get off my trainer!!+ She snarled, sneding out some more razor leaves.
Jimmy jumped, squealing in shock. "Aaah! W-W-What you doing?!!" He flailed his arms a bit, chucking his backpack onto the floor, the sentret with it, while he go a bit scratched by the leaves. Leaping to his feet, he span around and stood behind his starter, staring down at the creature who was crazily opening his backpack.
Jimmy looked down at Bell, rubbing his arms which had been the main victims of this accidental assault.
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Post by MorriganFearn on Jul 4, 2009 10:26:05 GMT -5
The sentret had managed to open the pack, and now was searching through it, trying to find the food packets that had to be in there. <Sheesh, doesn't he even have a sandwich?> she muttered, her flexible tail waving above the pack as she searched through the dimness.
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Post by Spothie on Jul 4, 2009 13:04:21 GMT -5
Jimmy watched, not entirely sure on what to do. Obviously he could shout but the sentret doesn't understand english... He did it anyway.
"Hey! Sentret! Get out of my bag!" He tried to sound angry and loud. Perhaps that would stop her? Even for a second or two?
Bell shook her head and leapt into theair - just for affects and an added boost - and sent Poison Powder shooting out at the creature. +Unless you say please in a nice way, get out of Jimmy's bag!!+
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Post by MorriganFearn on Jul 4, 2009 13:19:49 GMT -5
This sentret, like all pokemon not just hatched from the egg, understood English perfectly well. She just chose to ignore the shout because she was less cautious than most of her kind, and she had the smell of tomato in her nose. Besides, Jimmy was clearly a soft touch. Then the purple powder landed all over the bag and the sentret's tail, which swished high. There was just the noise of rummaging for a few more seconds, before the normal pokemon yelped on feeling the burn of skin absorbed poison.
She popped her head out of the backpack, a sandwich in its neat plastic wrapper held tightly between her paws. <That was a dirty trick. And with that, I take my leave of you two.>
The pokemon bounded upright, and scampered into the holographic environment, the sandwich bag clasped between her teeth. The pixleated grasses soon covered the hole she had left in the illusion.
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Post by Spothie on Jul 5, 2009 8:53:27 GMT -5
"Wha?! Hey, that's mine!" He exclaimed when he noticed his sandwich wrapped up in her paws. "I need that for lunch!" Although it wouldn't do much, he some how needed to point at her as he cried out. Bell laughed at Jimmy's crazy expression but then went back to being serious. She snorted and growled, "Hey! Give that back!" She sent out furious razor leaves towards the sentret, but the just flew through the holligram as sentret hopped down the hole.
Jimmy sighed. "And I was intending to get her... Darn it..." He paused. Ironically, his tummy didn't start growling. He wasn't hungry. He had plenty of sandwiches that was one of his favourites.
Bell, all pouty and angry, was about to chase after her when Jimmy grabbed her, legs sprawling in the air, and said, "Come on, let's find the elevator, or stairs or whatever... There's even tougher pokemon here, more worthwhile to catch. And I have loads more sandwiches." He got up, putting Bell on his shoulder and scrounging around for the elevator.
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Post by MorriganFearn on Jul 5, 2009 9:01:26 GMT -5
<Check to your left,> a big sentret uncurled from his snooze in the holographic grass.
He found that if he stayed still the holographic grass would cover him from view, and he could sleep the day away until the sentret were rounded up at night when the building closed, and taken down to eat, play in a real environment for a bit, and sleep. He liked the last option the best. However, Jimmy's foot had almost come down on top of his body, and he'd rather the poor human got out of here than stumble over him while looking for the elevator.
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Post by Spothie on Jul 5, 2009 16:15:38 GMT -5
Sadly, Jimmy did not understand pokemon language. But Bell did. She searched around a bit, before checking her left like the voice had suggested and found it. +Found it!+ She exclaimed and slipped in a quiet thanks to the voice. The boy raced over, pushing a button and opened up. Inside, he decided to check out the next floor, seeing if he could get some pokemon there. The elevator took him up nd opened the door. The place sort of looked exactly the same but nevertheless he entered, searching the place.
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Post by MorriganFearn on Jul 6, 2009 8:32:21 GMT -5
((Umm, in Tejan, it's possible to understand pokemon. And in Jenta. Miteinjan is just too poor to afford the money that would allow them to build the region wide automatic pokemon speech translator transmitter that the other two regions have.))
The third floor was not quite as grassy as the first floor, and looked far more forest like, with fallen leaves acting as ground cover. The environment had been created to provide a simulation of a wurmple's forest home, and indeed, wurmple were inching slowly up the hologram wrapped steel supports that were the trees. They ignored Jimmy, although a few stopped moving to eye Bell's smooth green leaf with hunger.
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Post by Spothie on Jul 6, 2009 13:26:14 GMT -5
((Ohs, sorry xP Lol, poor Miteinjan. I'll just make it he didn't hear it.))
Jimmy stared around, crossing his arms as he took in the place. Bell bounced forward, hissing. The more fights she got into... the closer she got to being a meganium. She noticed some looking hungrily at her and jumped. +Hey!+
Noticing this, Jimmy turned and commanded, "Razor Leaf at that wurmple! Over there!" He pointed to one of the pick bug pokemon looking hungrily at Bell's leaf. The chikorita obeyed, sending out sharp, shooting green blurs.
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Post by MorriganFearn on Jul 6, 2009 15:15:38 GMT -5
The little red bug squeaked, feeling the leaves scratch against his exoskelleton. Still, it didn't hurt and more than it hurt to forge through spiny bushes. He popped off the "tree," getting immense satisfaction from the noise his suction-cupped feet made, and fell to the ground. This accomplished, he was on more equal footing to challenge the chikorita, and immediately the wurmple reared back, and sprayed the sticky string of a stringshot all over the chikorita
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Post by Spothie on Jul 7, 2009 13:55:14 GMT -5
Bell grinned, pleased it took notice. She cringed at the sound of the suction cups, though at the same time liked the noise. As he crawled down, the holograms buzzed a bit, distracting her. Then it sent her off into a wonder of what it was like living in such a weird place. Did they notice? Did they care? Did they want to be free, if a proper place?
Of course, getting distracted meant not noticing her trainer's attempts and pleas for the chikorita to dodge, just being spat on by the string shot. It startled her, pushing her away from the daydream and turning to bug pokemon, wretching. +Ewwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!+ She complained, fury and disgust on her face. Looking over at the string that stuck to her, Bell slowly rose her face up and shuddered.
Quick to react, Jimmy stammered a bit as he tried to grasp what attack to use before screeching a little too loudly, "Yo.... Bell.... Razor Leaf!" For some reason, stamping his foot was nessecary as he shouted this command.
Nodding, she was immediately swishing her large leaf, sending out a dozen leaves or so, before her trainer had even finished. +TAKE THAT+ She screamed, letting out a grunt of fury as she tried shaking off the stringy-thing.
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Post by MorriganFearn on Jul 7, 2009 14:06:57 GMT -5
The leaves whizzed by, some striking the bug pokemon, and leaving a few light orange scratches on his exoskelleton. However, he didn't seem to mind that much. Grass attacks weren't anything to be concerned about. Plenty of grass pokemon attacked him when he tried to chew on their leaves, and like any other bug type, his body had been designed to handle such damage with minimal effort.
Once the whizzing leaves had subsided, though, he reared up and spat glowing poisonous needles right at the plant guardian pokemon.
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Post by Spothie on Jul 23, 2009 7:43:18 GMT -5
She watched about as they whizzed towards the target, green blurs denting the air. It was a blur, the whoosh of the leaves quickly fading into the air, and soon she was being shot at by some spikes. The grass pokemon was stung by them as they stung her body. Bell even let out a little cry of pain as they bounced off, leaving their marks.
After the attack faded, she shook it off a bit, before charging towards the bug pokemon, resisting the urge to cry out a battle cry as the chikorita went to tackle the Wurmple.
((Sorry about the wait D:))
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Post by MorriganFearn on Jul 24, 2009 7:52:21 GMT -5
The chikorita crashed into the bug type with the power of a charging tauros. He yipped, and went flying in the air. Crashing into one of the trees, the wurmple slid down. Crying out, he pushed himself standing.
<Bad food! You're not supposed to fight back like that!> he squeaked, rearing up.
His long back protested, feeling strained and bruised. But he still needed to rear to get Bell in his sights. <Rarrrrr!> with this battle cry he let loose another poisonous volley.
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Post by Spothie on Jul 27, 2009 15:29:03 GMT -5
Belle, backing up as she watched her tackle take its toll, glowered at the bug, stamping her left front foot. +FOOD?! I'll tell you, I am NOT food! I'll fight back all I want, thank you very much!!+
At this, Jimmy forced back a laugh, at the thought her being a leaf with legs.
Enshrouded with annoyance at being called food, she tried to do another tackle, running at the attack head on. It sort of worked... The poison stung her mercilessly, hitting its targer. But it did not succeed in stopping the chikorita or 'food' in the wurmple's eyes.
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