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Emilia Chevalier
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Post by Emilia Chevalier on Dec 28, 2017 13:50:48 GMT -6
 I HOPE THAT YOU BURN "I hope you're happy now," Emilia said as she chased after her Salandit. The pair ran through the desert, alternately taking the lead in their little race. Of course, Emilia was used to thick snow and ice, not the slippery sand she was currently running through, and she began to fall behind.. Slithers, on the other hand, was right at home, dipping and darting across the ground as fast as her legs would carry her. "Alright, alright, enough!" the trainer called out, a rare laugh escaping her lips as she slowed to a halt, doubled over and panting. Slithers returned to her, tail wagging like a Rockruff's. Emilia patted her Pokemon on the head and sat down in the sand, taking a rest. She pulled a water bottle out of her bag and took a swig, not realizing how dry her mouth had become in the sweltering desert heat. She tipped the bottle downward, and Slither's tongue flashed out, lapping up the water. The lizard pokemon suddenly froze and perked up, turning her head to stare into the distance. "What is it?" Emilia asked, shielding her eyes from the sun and following Slither's gaze. She saw nothing, and was envious of Pokemon's heightened senses. Slithers took off across the desert again. Rolling her eyes, Emilia rose to her feet and replaced the water bottle in her bag before starting after her partner. Slithers disappeared from sight, but Emilia continued in the same direction, knowing she would eventually come across her Pokemon again. Sure enough, after climbing over a sand dune, she found Slithers squaring off against another Pokemon. staff - fire-type please ✖ Sketch, feel free to join after this capture~ |
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Martian
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Post by Martian on Dec 28, 2017 16:59:45 GMT -6
WILD POKEMON SPAWN  Turtonator level 5, male/female or genderless, Shell Armor
Ember/Tackle/Smog/Head Smash
personality made by you or by staffCATCH or PASS? If you want to make your own personality for the Pokemon, post the Pokemon's personality in your next post, and detail the capture process. If you want me to make the Pokemon's personality, simply post saying so. |
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Emilia Chevalier
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Post by Emilia Chevalier on Dec 28, 2017 17:32:55 GMT -6
I HOPE THAT YOU BURN As Emilia approached Slithers and the strange Pokemon, her eyes traveled up...and up...and up. A towering Turtonator stood before Slithers. The smaller Pokemon hissed and spit at her adversary, little embers trailing from her mouth. The giant turtle growled in return, taking a step forward. Emilia smacked her palm against her face. Her eyes still trained on the Turtonator, she slowly knelt down and grabbed Slithers by the tail, dragging the lizard backward before scooping her up, turning tail, and running. When she was a safe distance away, she finally put her Salandit down. What were you thinking? That thing could've eaten you!" she asked incredulously, pointing a chastising finger at her Pokemon. Before she could get another word out, Slithers took off again. At least this time in was in the opposite direction of the Turtonator. Emilia sighed. "Not again," she muttered before following Slithers across the desert again. staff - fire-type please ✖ PASS |
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Post by Martian on Dec 28, 2017 18:16:25 GMT -6
WILD POKEMON SPAWN  Darumaka level 5, male/female or genderless, Hustle
Tackle/Rollout/Flame Wheel
personality made by you or by staffCATCH or PASS? If you want to make your own personality for the Pokemon, post the Pokemon's personality in your next post, and detail the capture process. If you want me to make the Pokemon's personality, simply post saying so. |
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Emilia Chevalier
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Post by Emilia Chevalier on Dec 29, 2017 11:45:29 GMT -6
I HOPE THAT YOU BURN Once again, Emilia caught up with her Pokemon, out of breath and more than slightly annoyed. "Would you stop that?" she asked, panting. She looked ahead at what Slithers was staring at and frowned, her brow furrowing. She wasn't entirely sure what she was looking at. A little creature resembling a fat, stubby monk was hopping up and down before them, chittering madly "Go on! Shoo!" Emilia said, making the accompanying gesture. The Darumaka gave her a last glare and waddled away, still mumbling under its breath. Emilia glared down at her Pokemon. "Don't do that again," she said firmly. The pair turned around to walk back through the desert...and realized another Pokemon was standing there. Emilia sighed. staff - fire-type please ✖ PASS |
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Martian
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Post by Martian on Dec 30, 2017 2:47:06 GMT -6
WILD POKEMON SPAWN  Magby level 5, male/female or genderless, Flame Body
Smog/Leer/Ember
personality made by you or by staffCATCH or PASS? If you want to make your own personality for the Pokemon, post the Pokemon's personality in your next post, and detail the capture process. If you want me to make the Pokemon's personality, simply post saying so. |
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Emilia Chevalier
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Post by Emilia Chevalier on Dec 30, 2017 12:41:19 GMT -6
I HOPE THAT YOU BURN The little Pokemon looked up at Emilia with bright, wide eyes. A sliver of egg still to its stubby legs, and it tripped over itself as it tried to shake the casing off. Emilia's eyes widened. "Oh, crap. Don't tell me..." The Magby stood up again, reaching out to Emilia with its little hands (Mama? it chirped, waving its arms as if begging to be picked up. "No. No way. Not 'mama,'" Emilia said firmly. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Slithers laying on her back, rolling around in the desert sand and laughing maniacally. "Oh, shut up," Emilia said hotly, aiming a kick at her partner. (Mama!) the Magby whined, still demanding to be picked up. "Go away," Emilia said weakly. The Magby dropped his hands and stood there before Emilia. Big, fat tears began to fill the baby's eyes. Oh, no. No. Don't cry," Emilia said quickly, waving her arms frantically while Slithers continued to cackle at her side. But it was too late. The Magby opened its mouth and a piercing wail filled the air, carrying throughout the air. Emilia clapped her hands over her ears as the little Pokemon continued to cry. Even Slithers had stopped laughing. (Just hold it, for Arceus' sake!) the Salandit snapped. Emilia grimace and took a step forward, picking up the Magby. It immediately stopped crying, staring at Emilia with its big eyes. It hesitantly reached out its arms again. Emilia sighed and drew the Pokemon to her chest, cradling it gently and patting its back. She looked helplessly at Slithers, who shrugged. (Don't look at me. You're its mother now.) Emilia stood there for what felt like forever as the Magby hugged her, nuzzling her shoulder. Its body was warm, and Emilia began to sweat under her jacket. Suddenly, the Magby began squirming, reaching for Emilia's breast pocket. "What are you doing? Oh, no!" the gym leader cried out. The Magby had pulled out an empty Pokeball. Before Emilia could react, it had pressed the white button and disappeared inside. staff review ✖ CATCH (personality below) Magby is a friendly little Pokemon with a lot of love to give. Being a baby Pokemon, he bonds with the first thing he sees, assuming that it is his mother. Once bonded, this little guy is fiercely attached to his "mother" and will do anything he can to make them happy. Magby is extremely affectionate and loves to play with others, though he isn't much of a battler. He wants to befriend everyone and gets very upset when his affections are spurned. A sensitive little guy, Magby will cry if he is injured or insulted and immediately reach out to his "mother" for consolation. Magby aims to please and will often wander off in search of presents, even stealing things from other people or Pokemon to gift to his "mother". |
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Post by Martian on Dec 30, 2017 13:08:16 GMT -6
CAPTURE CONFIRMED Everything checks out! You have caught the Magby! Be sure to add it to your PC along with all of its information. You also get 5 PD and 1 Free Level. @ [/div |
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Emilia Chevalier
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Post by Emilia Chevalier on Dec 30, 2017 18:08:19 GMT -6
I HOPE THAT YOU BURN Emilia watched in horror as the ball fell to the ground and twitched once, twice, three times. Then it was still. "Shit," Emilia muttered, kneeling to pick it up. As her fingers touched the ball, it burst open, the Magby popping at and clinging to the gym leader's arm and pulling her to the ground with surprising strength. It danced around Emilia, its stubby arms flapping like a bird's. (Mama! Mama!) it cheered. Then he seemed to finally notice Slithers. The Magby took one look at the black lizard and squealed, running over to Emilia and cowering in front of her. The gym leader rose to her feet, picking up the Magby who clung to her in fear. "This is all your fault," Emilia said, glaring down at Slithers. The Magby peeked over her shoulder at the snickering Salandit and stuck its tongue out, obviously not caring to much for the scary lizard. In return, Slithers hissed. "Stop it, both of you," Emilia commanded, massaging the bridge of her nose with her free hand. (Congratulations, Mama.) Slithers said sarcastically, glaring up at the baby Pokemon. Suddenly, the lizard bristled, staring off into space and sniffing the air. ("Someone's here. And they have Pokemon.") @sketch ✖ sorry for the wait! |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 30, 2017 18:39:56 GMT -6
HOME AWAY FROM HOME
The ground nearby a certain gym leader rose up to form a little lump that moseyed around, sometimes speeding forwards, sometimes coming to a slow with no real rhyme or reason as to where the burrower beneath was going. It disappeared and popped up again a little further away, the ground beginning to give way as the apparent underground pokemon began to surface...
After a moment, an orange dome emerged from the ground, a pair of mandibles of a matching coloration waggling atop it- those of a bug pokemon. But what would a bug be doing this far out into a steaming desert?
Lo and behold, the pincers and exoskeletal dome did not belong to a pokemon of the normal variety. Cooper slumped out of the hole and onto his stomach, half-emerged with closed eyes and a rather tired expression. "This... is t-the last t-t-time we're doing this, C-Cyto..." Cooper murmured to himself and his partner- following suit, a Solosis hovered out of the hole.
Cooper's eyes slowly opened, finally catching eye of someone's shadow cast over him. "...O-Oh." He blinked, his face sinking with dread. A human, and a trainer nonetheless. "Oh c-crud, I-I-I..." He stuttered, giving into fear once more and diving back into the depths of his burrow with little more than a pitiful squeak. The Solosis' eyes darted back, but it paid little mind to his fearful trainer. Already less than a day after deciding to tag along with the Grubbin boy, Cooper's many "tactical retreats" were the norm.
<Pardon me, human.> Cyto hovered forwards, chiming in Emilia's mind with the signature telepathy of all Psychic type pokemon. <Me and my... trainer are looking for some ruins around here. Would you know any nearby so we can be on our way, or..?> The blob tilted his form to the side like a head, but his eyes were narrowed with a calm, yet analytical judgement. With some peer pressure, Cyto managed to convince Cooper to tag along with a trip to the ruins to further the solosis' research, but neither expected to have company this far out into the desert. Cooper tentatively peeked out of his hole, still shivering despite the immense heat. |
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Emilia Chevalier
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Post by Emilia Chevalier on Jan 5, 2018 18:04:24 GMT -6
I HOPE THAT YOU BURN "What the...?" Emilia said slowly, watching the ground contort and fracture, like something was crawling under the earth. Her newly caught Magby clung to her leg, tugging on her pants and demanding to be picked up. Emilia ignored him, staring at the churning ground. Emilia screamed as a pair of bug jaws popped out of the ground, jumping backward. The movement jostled her Magby, who began to cry loudly. Emilia ignored him and stared at the boy-bug-thing. As the boy disappeared beneath the earth again, Emilia leaned forward, looking into the hole with a feeling of morbid curiosity. She jumped again when a voice spoke inside her mind, and her eyes landed on a floating green blob. Could this day get any weirder? The gym leader clapped her hands over her ears as the Magby continued crying. "Would you shut up?" she shouted at the baby. The Magby looked up at her with wide, pitiful eyes, sniffling and wiping the wetness away. But he stopped crying, for which Emilia was relieved. She looked at the Solosis again, her lips turning down in a frown. "The closest ruins are the Helos Ruins in north Stellara," she said, her tone suspicious and untrusting. Her sharp eyes flitted to the hole again, locking onto the creature peeking out of the hole. It was most definitely a boy, an older teenager by the looks of it, but he wasn't like any boy Emilia had ever seen. Mandible protruded from the boy's head and his eyes were unbelievably wide. "What are you?" she said bluntly, partially hoping that the boy would reveal himself. She wondered if the rest of him was as bizarre as what she had already seen. @sketch ✖ sorry it's so short. my brain is spaghetti |
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