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Post by sularis on Oct 14, 2011 18:48:24 GMT -6
Roha smiled, enjoying the fresh smelling rain that cascaded from the clouds above. Sylvan was walking in front of him, enjoying the cool moisture drizzling down on him. The pair couldn't have been happier if they tried.
They wondered what was up with the bizarre out of nowhere rains at first, but they'd grown to love it. Roha speculated on what Pokemon might be active during a shower such as this.
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Post by Bayhound on Oct 14, 2011 19:25:07 GMT -6
Waltzing along and chirping a merry tune, a Piplup skipped and twirled unknowingly closer to Roha, his eyes closed and a sign of how cheery he was. His little wings flapped furiously as he suddenly fell into a puddle, and it was then that he noticed the rain. ...Bah! He did not like rain! Well, he did, but not this much rain...
Wait, what? A water pokemon that didn't like rain? Heinous! But it wasn't like he didn't like water as a whole, just... this much water hurt his eyes. Yes, he disliked it because it didn't allow him to look up at the sky as much. Was that a problem?! The little penguin now found himself furious and facing a trainer, more than eager to take his anger out on him. "PIIIPLUP! PIPLUP!" BRING IT OOOON!
Gender: Male
Level: 6
Ability: Torrent
Moveset: Pound, Growl, Icy Wind
HP: 15 Piplup: 15/15 |
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Post by sularis on Oct 14, 2011 20:07:30 GMT -6
Roha smiled at the Piplup wandering up to him, only to realize it didn't seem all that pleased at his presence. The yelling scared poor Sylvan, causing him to hide behind his trainer. "Nivy Sniv!"
The breeder rolled his eyes at Sylvan, looking straight at the Piplup. "Sylvan, Magical Leaf!" The Snivy knew an order when he heard one, and marched up in front of Roha, launching the spiraling leaves at his foe..landing a solid hit.
[RESULT: 4] [+1 Super Effective]
Sylvan: 21/21
Piplup: 10/15
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Post by Bayhound on Oct 14, 2011 20:19:41 GMT -6
Oh no he didn't! If there was one thing he disliked more than lots of rain, it was wet grass! The way it clung to you and... oh. It was terrible! Plucking the remaining leaves off of his body, the Piplup charged forward, parting his beak and letting loose an Icy Wind. Hah! Take that, silly grass snake thing!
[RESULT: 6] Super-effective +1 Sylvan: 14/21 Piplup: 10/15 |
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Post by sularis on Oct 15, 2011 12:47:19 GMT -6
Sylvan shivered as the cold blast of air whipped past him. That Piplup wouldn't knock him down so easily. The Snivy shook himself and smirked at the water type. Roha smiled as well. "Use Twister now."
Sylvan begain twirling in place, whipping up a fierce wind around him. He then launched it at the Piplup, waiting for the attack to hit..BAMMM! It toppled the unsuspecting Piplup over.
[RESULT: 9]
Roha walked up to the injured Piplup once the attack died down. He held his hand out to the little penguin Pokemon, a smile on his face. "Sorry I had to beat you up, but I'd really like you to come along with me. I'm a breeder, and its my job to befriend all sorts of Pokemon."
Sylvan: 14/21
Piplup: 1/15 *Attempting to Recruit*
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Post by Bayhound on Oct 15, 2011 13:14:31 GMT -6
OH, SON OF A... the indignity! How dare this worthless, pathetic, ignorant... oh, being nearly knocked out wasn't helping his anger problems at all. He cared not if the man smiled down at him, or how happy his other pokemon looked - he just wanted to get revenge! With a small plan formulating in his head, the Piplup rolled his eyes and accepted the outstretched hand, using it to help himself up weakly.
He would travel with him... for now. Roha would soon learn the mistake of befriending the most perpetually angry Piplup in Varaia.
Pokemon Obtained:
Pokemon Name: Piplup
Pokemon Gender: Male
Pokemon Level: 6
Pokemon Ability: Torrent
Pokemon Personality: Snarky, spiteful, does not like getting too wet or wet things sticking to him, picky, can be cheerful, easily upset.
Pokemon Moveset: Pound, Growl, Icy Wind
Pokemon HP: 23 |
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Post by sularis on Oct 15, 2011 13:55:40 GMT -6
The Piplup, who Roha had silently named Dante, trotted behind his new trainer, a gleam in his eye. He'd get his revenge someday, but right now he was tired! He flopped down on to the ground, grumbling about all the grass sticking to him.
Roha recalled Sylvan into his Cherish ball, switching for the other Cherish ball he possessed. "Bambi, I need you my friend!" The ball popped open and out hopped a merry little Deerling, shaking himself in the brisk rain. Oh this was kind of nice~
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