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Post by Bayhound on Sept 9, 2011 13:40:26 GMT -6
Vero had barely made it out of the lab, and already he knew the trek from Dust to Gustella would be an interesting one. Gypsy, his Snivy, whined and pouted every time he attempted to put her down on the ground. But he wasn't about to complain about that. He loved his girl to bits and would love to cuddle her all day if he could! However, he also wanted to make sure his little cuddlebuns had the best of everything, and had every opportunity to do whatever they wanted, if he could offer it, hence why he wanted to put Gypsy down to see if she wanted to walk.
Anyway, the little group was about to enter the point of no return when Vero noticed Whirr stumbling off to the side. With an apologetic grin he put Gypsy down and shuffled over to the blue Nidoran, hunkering down to his level to see what was going on. "Whatcha lookin' at, my little--"
And then he did it. Without any further hesitation, the shiny pokemon leaped into a semi-damp mud puddle, eyes narrowed in delight as he stomped and rooted around. Vero's jaw dropped, and then he promptly started his fit. Arms flailing he yanked a handkerchief from his bag and snatched Whirr up, tears beading at the corners of his eyes as he attempted to gently clean his pokemon off.
"MY POOR LITTLE LUBBLE-WUB! YOU GOT DIRTS ALL OVER YOURSELF! LET MUMSY CLEAN YOU" he nearly wailed, the Nidoran blinking. He wanted to get attention, but... this was nearly insane. Why did he have to be chosen by the fruity freak, of all people? Once he was set back down-- no, scratch that. Vero wouldn't have such a thing after what had happened! He clung to the blue pokemon and gently scooped Gypsy up in the other arm, finally looking down the path of rightcheousness with a determined gaze. Yes, this was it! He took a few steps forward...
Only to stop and squeal over the beauty of a nearby flower.
Yes, this would be a long road indeed. |
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Post by sularis on Sept 9, 2011 22:30:32 GMT -6
Roha was walking along his merry way, minding his own business. His wandering just so happened to bring him close to the commotion. Juliet was trotting ahead, when she spotted the Shiny Nidoran Male. She instantly growled and stared down Whirr.
The breeder groaned and recalled Juliet to her pokeball before she could cause trouble. Roha looked to the man and smiled fondly. "Cute Nidoran you got there. It's a shiny, right? I didn't want Juliet to get the wrong idea.."
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Post by Bayhound on Sept 12, 2011 11:04:31 GMT -6
If a random flower distracted the coordinator, then a sudden growl and shuffling of feet certainly would. Cautiously, the man peered over his shoulder, barely catching a glimpse of the Nidoran before she was withdrawn into a red beam of light. Wait, what? Was he being followed now? But... he'd only just left! Oooh, someone had noticed his dashing pokemon, and were now trying to take them, he just knew it! Turning quickly on his heel, Vero was prepared to stare down some wiry thief, but was instead met with quite the gentle giant. Roha may have been huge, but even he could see the kind glint in his eyes.
False alarm, then.
Sighing in relief, he looked down to Whirr as he was mentioned, making cutsey noises as he snuggled the blue pokemon closer. "Yes, isn't he just marvelous? Although, I have to say, I would have loved him just as much if he were normal colored." Hearing this, the Nidoran male snorted. How absurd! His shininess was one of the coolest things about him! Struggling free of a surprised Vero's grasp, Whirr flopped down to the ground and shook himself off, already heading towards the small forest ahead.
"Whirr darling, wait for Mr., uhm... what was your name again?" he asked, pausing to blink at the breeder. |
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Post by sularis on Sept 12, 2011 11:09:10 GMT -6
Roha smiled at the blue Nidoran. He didn't look the type to be spoken down about, that was for sure. "Roha. Roha Middleton. I'm a breeder from Goldenrod City. That's in Johto, if you didn't already know.."
He watched as Whirr ran off, wondering where the little fellow might be going. "He may sense something. We should probably follow him." He grabbed his other Pokeball, pressing the small button. "Romeo, we need your help."
The Tepig shook himself off, then ran to Roha. He rubbed against the breeder's legs, causing Roha to groan. "Can't you for once stop clinging to me..?" Romeo snorted and continued his antics.
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Post by Bayhound on Sept 12, 2011 11:28:21 GMT -6
"Roha? Roselia! Hehehehehe, I made a rhyme. Now listen to me, I sound like a little schoolgirl" Vero chuckled, flapping his hand. Gypsy sort of shook her head in embarrassment as her trainer dramatically whipped back around to face the direction his pokemon was lumbering in. "Now then, off to find--"
And then he paused. Goldenrod? A serious expression overtook his face as he did a doubletake at the breeder, blinking several more times. "Yes, I've been to Goldenrod a few times with the family. Big city, always liked our--" He shook his head a few moments later as if trying to rid his head of an unwelcome thought. "Nevermind. I used to live near Olivine, so I know that region well. But I was little then. Moved to Floaroma after my family found out that I--"
"Snivy! Sni Snivy!" Vero, look! Whirr! Gypsy cried, flailing around and pointing her tail blade towards the Nidoran. Attention pulled to another direction once again, Vero sighed and rubbed his temples. "Gypsy dear, you're making mumsy... OH MY GOODNESS!" Grabbing whatever piece of clothing he could, Vero nearly drug Roha along as he sprinted towards his other pokemon, saddened that he didn't have time to admire the Tepig. It was a cute little thing, but not as cute as his babies, of course.
Somehow, at the mouth of the forest, Whirr had managed to bump into what looked like makeshift bouncers. A Stunky was on the left, a Poochyena flanking him. They both gave the shiny male the eye, and Whirr was having none of it. Without warning he charged and sent forth a Poison Sting, which hit the Poochyena and started a battle that Vero never wanted to have.
[RESULT: 9]
"EEEEEEE! YOUNG MAN, WHAT ARE YOU DOING! YOU'RE GOING TO GET FILTHY!" the coordinator squealed, hands meeting his face in distress after he set Gypsy down. "Roha, you have to help us. These dark types look strong. Please?"
Meanwhile, the Poochyena shook its head and launched himself at the Nidoran, attempting to land a Tackle.
[RESULT: 4]
Gender: Male
Level: 5
Ability: Stench
Moveset: Scratch, Focus Energy, Poison Gas, Pursuit
HP: 15
Gender: Male
Level: 5
Ability: Run Away
Moveset: Tackle, Howl, Astonish
HP: 15 Whirr: 21/25 Stunky: 15/15 Poochyena: 6/15 |
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Post by sularis on Sept 14, 2011 12:15:39 GMT -6
Roha groaned at Vero. He could tell this was going to be a long journey. The breeder looked down at Romeo, who was still rubbing against his legs. He cleared his throat and the Tepig snapped to attention. "Romeo, use Incinerate on Stunky!"
The fire pokemon grunted in response and then turned to the Stunky. He scratched at the ground a few times before releasing a massive stream of flame towards the Stunky..It was a solid hit!
[RESULT: 6]
Whirr: 21/25
Romeo: 24/24
Stunky: 9/15
Poochyena: 6/15
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Post by Bayhound on Sept 14, 2011 12:23:28 GMT -6
Roha's groan worried Vero. Was he not good enough to travel with? Yes, he could be a little dramatic... or maybe very dramatic, but still. He was good company. The coordinator was tempted to nibble on his nails as he watched Whirr and the Poochyena circle each other, the bite pokemon throwing his head back in a Howl in preparation for the rest of the battle.
[RESULT: 8] +2 for Poochyena's attacks
Whirr snorted. How pathetic! Hopefully that puny mutt didn't think he was cool by howling... and hopefully it wasn't trying to summon more pokemon by doing that. Still not wanting to touch it, he fired a Poison Sting, chirping in delight afterward. He'd be golden if he kept this up!
[RESULT: 7]
And with the hit being so strong, the dark beast fell toe the forest floor, eyes nothing but swirling squiggles. Yep, he wouldn't be getting up any time soon. The shiny pokemon strutted back to his trainer, content on watching Romeo's battle for now. Vero hoped the Tepig would be alright, and he noticed Gypsy watching curiously as well. Whirr: 21/25 Romeo: 24/24 Stunky: 9/15 Poochyena: 6/15 |
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Post by sularis on Sept 14, 2011 12:40:52 GMT -6
Romeo was feeling confident after his first attack, so he let his guard down. The Stunky growled and turned around, lifting its tail. The Tepig had returned its attention to Roha, and was unsuspecting of the next move. "Romeo, pay attention!"
The Stunky chuckled to itself as it let loose a rank Poison Gas attack. Guh! The stench was HORRID. Roha began to gag as the stink wandered to his nose...It just wafted past harmlessly on the breeze..
[RESULT: Miss]
However, now Romeo was angry. He scratched at the ground again and then rushed at the Stunky with a Tackle. He covered a lot of ground..Bam! Another good strike!
[RESULT: 5]
Whirr: 21/25
Romeo: 24/24
Stunky: 4/15
Poochyena: 6/15
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Post by Bayhound on Sept 14, 2011 13:00:06 GMT -6
OhdearArceuswhatwasthatsmell. Vero had, admittedly, started playing with Gypsy in his arms and was mumbling new contest ideas to her when Romeo turned to show Roha how much he loved him again, missing the part where Stunky lifted his tail to shower his opponents with his 'special perfume'. And of course, even though the Poison Gas didn't hit, the stink was still terrible.
"Someone needs to cut back on the chimmy chongas!" he spat, feeling tears welling in his eyes. Whoever owned a Skuntank must have lost their sense of smell long ago. Whirr coughed and narrowed his eyes viciously at the gasy pokemon, he too scratching at the ground as he built up his rage. How dare he defile the air that one such as he had to breathe! He may have been a poison pokemon, but even that was too much! It took but a moment for the shiny to decide what he was to do, and with a regal charge, he struck out with Tackle.
[RESULT: 5]
Bam! Just enough to help the Tepig finish it off. Shaking himself off, Whirr once again retreated back to Vero, who was still too busy trying to fan the nastiness away. The Poison Gas had not only created quite the distraction, but it attracted more pokemon as well, and Poochyena's Howl helped that as well. Another line of recruits stepped forth from the shrubberies, the feline tipping his head up snootily while the bird looked on with a derp expression. Already Whirr, who had turned around at the sound of the shuffling, was ticked at the Purrloin.
Gender: Male
Level: 8
Ability: Unburden
Moveset: Scratch, Growl
HP: 15
Gender: Male
Level: 8
Ability: Insomnia
Moveset: Peck, Astonish, Pursuit
HP: 15 EXP Earned: Romeo: 3 Whirr: 6 Whirr: 21/25 Romeo: 24/24 Stunky: 0/15
Poochyena: 0/15Purrloin: 15/15 Murkrow: 15/15 |
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Post by sularis on Sept 18, 2011 9:59:46 GMT -6
While Romeo was healthy enough to continue on, Roha didn't want to singe the forest to a crisp. "Romeo, Return. You did well little buddy." The beam of red light overtook the Tepig, recalling him to his ball. He grabbed the Pokeball next to Romeo's, throwing it into the air. "Juliet, Go!"
The little blue poison pokemon shook herself off before looking to the battlers. Kuh! They were MALE. Her Rivalry ability toned down some, lowering her Attack by one stage.
[Rivalry: Lowered attack in presence of Male Pokemon= -1 To all Attacks by Juliet]
Roha cringed. Maybe this wasn't such a good choice. "Don't worry about your Attack stat, we can still win this fight! Use Pursuit on Murkrow!"
Juliet cried out triumphantly, confident in her skills. She glowed with an almost ethereal darkness, then rushed at the Murkrow, she hoped this would be a hit, even with the type resistance.. WHACK! It must have hurt.
[RESULT: 6] [-1 From Rivalry]
The Murkrow seemed confused. What had he ever done to this Nidoran? He flapped his wings, crowing noisily. That hurt! He steeled his focus and flew up to Juliet, leaning his head back for a nasty Peck..Bam! Juliet shook the hit and whined piteously to Roha. Why did it have to be her?
[RESULT: 6]
Whirr: 21/25
Romeo: 24/24
Juliet: 16/22
Purrloin: 15/15
Murkrow: 8/15
[Note to mods: The first result was an 8 originally, the attack code went buggy.]
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Post by Bayhound on Sept 19, 2011 8:29:47 GMT -6
Vero smiled as he watched his new friend, or who he thought to be a friend to him, anyway, switch out his pokemon and begin to battle once more despite the smidgen of a disadvantage he had. Ahh, such admirable traits this burly sap had already started to display! But... maybe he wasn't that much of a sap like his mind had thought. Roha was certainly kind, but didn't really overly display it or get terribly emotional. If there was a sap in the group, it would be him, not Roha!
Chuckling to himself at the mistake, Vero nodded at the blue Nidoran Male as he looked up to him, inwardly surprised that his partner would actually take the time to question what his course of action would be. Pondering his options, the green-haired man eventually flicked the air in front of him.
"Just use Tackle again, hun. Knock the Muk out of him!" The coordinator chuckled and shrugged his shoulders. Oop, that was almost a curse, wasn't it? How naughty.
[RESULT: 7]
However, the Purrloin was not only a snob, but very quick in the reflex department. Before Whirr even had a chance to recoil, the devious pokemon used Scratch, causing the shiny to hiss. That prim, poppycocked creature had no right to tough his wonderful hide!
[RESULT: 4] Whirr: 17/25 Juliet: 16/22 Purrloin: 8/15 Murkrow: 7/15 |
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Post by sularis on Sept 20, 2011 10:26:05 GMT -6
Juliet shook off the hit and growled at the Murkrow. How dare he hurt such a wonderful creature as she? She charged at the bird Pokemon with a fierce Tackle. She hoped it would hit..It was a nice hit! [RESULT: 8] [-1 from rivalry] Roha felt sorry for the little bird pokemon. He picked up the very injured Murkrow, with little resistance. The poor thing didn't even understand what was going on. The breeder couldn't allow Juliet to finish off this Pokemon. "Say, little fella..Would you like to come with me? I promise I'll be good to you, and I won't let Juliet hurt you anymore..Can you handle that?" The hurt Pokemon squirmed a bit, not sure what exactly was going on. He just didn't wanna be beaten up anymore! The Murkrow's eyes connected with Roha's and a small bond was formed. "Krow." Pokemon Name: Wilford Pokemon Species Murkrow Gender: Male Pokemon Personality: Derpy, Lovable, Determined Pokemon Ability: Insomnia Pokemon Health: 21 Pokemon Level: 8 Move Roster: Peck, Astonish, Pursuit Roha, Juliet and Wilford all looked to Whirr, waiting to see how he would finish off the Purrloin. The tired Murkrow eventually just conked out in the Breeder's arms. Seems like he was just a Pokemon magnet. Whirr: 17/25 Juliet: 16/22 Purrloin: 8/15 Murkrow: 1/15 |
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Post by Bayhound on Oct 17, 2011 16:36:50 GMT -6
"Well now, seems like I'm traveling with the Pokemon Whisperer!" Gypsy tilted her head in mild confusion, not really understanding why Vero was suddenly busting out in laughter. Sure, it was mildly funny, but... really? Wiping a tear from his face, the coordinator turned back towards the battle, arching a brow as it seemed Whirr was not in the mood for his time-wasting antics. With another scratch against the ground he launched himself at the Purrloin, shaking his head after the collision. Ow...
[RESULT: 9]
And with that, the little cat was down! Puffing out his chest, the Nidoran Male quite noticeably strutted back over to his trainer, stretching and plopping down as if the battle was nothing. Vero squee'd quietly and pulled his hands up to his face in delight. "Oooh, you're so amazing! I think you just leveled up too, love!" Whirr simply yawned, and the man picked him up, snuggling both of his pokemon as he looked back to Roha.
"So... whatcha gonna name that little cutie?" he asked. Whirr: 17/25 Juliet: 16/22 Purrloin: 0/15EXP Gained: Whirr: 10; level up |
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Post by sularis on Oct 20, 2011 20:00:07 GMT -6
Roha smiled down at the now resting Murkrow. He came up with a name on the fly. "Wilford. He feels like a Wilford to me." He rubbed under the Pokemon's chin, chuckling softly. "He'll definitely be a handful, the poor dear."
The breeder turned to his new friend and winked. This was going to be an interesting journey with Vero around. He wondered how long it would be before he outed himself this time..He then found himself wondering just what had put him on that particular train of thought.
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Post by Bayhound on Oct 20, 2011 20:25:57 GMT -6
Vero's golden eyes only got wider, the sun even glinting off of them and adding sparkles as if Mother Nature wanted to add to the effect. "That... that is just adorable." He watched as Roha doted over his new pokemon, and it took everything he had to not squeal. Whirr rolled his eyes and kicked his back paws towards the coordinator's belt, obviously trying to recall himself back into his pokeball. Vero, exasperated by the pokemon's antics, suddenly huffed and shook his head.
"You rotten little thing! You're going to help us get to Gustella whether you like it or not. Now hush." As he looked back to Roha, he froze, shocked. Had he just winked? A wry grin spread across his features. "Roha love, I think you have something in your eye." Yes, he had just called him love. Usually he did that to all of his friends, but would the breeder think otherwise? Suddenly, Gypsy whined and also began wiggling in his arms, causing Vero to stiffen. Now what?
From the bushes emerged two more pokemon, one of them walking out of the shadows and greeting them with an eerie, toothy smile. Along with the Sableye floated a Gastly, the second one sort of hanging back and focusing on Roha while the first literally went mad. It was bouncing off of trees and everything! What the Arceus was wrong with it?
"Um, Gypsy? Use Magical Leaf on that thing please. It's giving me the heeby-geebies" he asked, setting the Snivy on the ground. She obeyed, summoning a swift strand of multicolored leaves and firing them at the Sableye.
[RESULT: 3]
Gender: Male
Level: 8
Ability: Keen Eye
Moveset: Leer, Scratch, Foresight, Night Shade
HP: 15
Gender: Male
Level: 8
Ability: Levitate
Moveset: Hypnosis, Spite, Mean Look, Lick
HP: 15 Gypsy: 24/24 Sableye: 12/15 Gastly: 15/15 |
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