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Well, wasn't that a...
rare sight.
What was a single Kakuna doing so far away from its Hive's honeycomb? Most of the time, Kakuna's hung from the tree in which the Hive had set base, so to speak, both so that they could be protected by the rest of the Hive and so they could join it immediately after evolving into their final form.
He could not see any signs of a Beedrill Hive nearby; so what the heck?
The boy nearly jumped when the Kakuna, usually only capable of the slightest of movements, if any at all, swiveled from where it hung to face him sharply, it's gaze somehow zeroing in on him. Doug found himself standing still as a Deerling caught in the headlights.
For a moment, neither of them said anything. Not that the thing could say anything, Doug's mind immediately supplied; even by pokemon standards, cocoon pokemon such as Kakuna, Metapod and even the likes of Silcoon and Cascoon were noticeably taciturn and silent.
Their bodies were undergoing slow evoluton within the cocoon, metamorphosis, so to speak, which didn't allow for much freedom of use for their vocal cords-
"Skrksskkrr!" The unearthly, low sound coming from the Cocoon made the boy twitch, his brow moving without his prompt before he looked around wildly, finding nothing that could have made that noise. Nothing... but the supposedly mute cocoon.
The Kakuna appeared to be beckoning him, swinging about from where it hung, its stingers stretched towards the boy as if willing him to come closer to it.
Douglas could only scratch the back of his head, tilting it to the side slowly. What to do, what to do? It was...
kinda cute, the way it swung about, with its stingers held outwards, looking almost like a child begging its mother for a hug.
Doug soon found himself climbing up the tree, holding out his hand towards the Kakuna as soon as it came within grasping distance-!
"F*ck!" Screeched the boy as the Kakuna promptly stabbed his hand with its stingers, somehow managing to give him a deadpan, 'you dumbo' look before breaking into a fit of bizarre, otherworldly laughter as the boy began to fall.
Course, it didn't expect for the boy's hand to latch onto the rest of its body immediately after. It's eyes opened up like Saucers, meeting the boy's own gaze, Doug's yellow eyes glaring into its own.
"If I'm going down, I'm taking you with meEEEE-!" Screeched the boy as he fell, the sound of the webbing holding the Kakuna snapping the only thing in the cocoon's head before it promptly fell along with the boy, Doug landing on his back soundly with the cocoon slapping unto the soil along with his hand shortly after.
After a few seconds, Doug slowly propped himself up with a groan, holding up the Kakuna still in his hand. The fall had rattled it far more than the boy it seemed, as it seemed a tad out of it, its eyes spinning about.
"Ugh, serves you right." Grunted the boy as he reached into his belt for an empty Net Ball, slapping it against the chitin of the Kakuna's carapace and letting it encase the pokemon.
It was a problematic jerk, for sure; but hell would freeze over before Doug let an opportunity like that pass by him- better deal with a weak little stung than with a hundred angry Beedrills.
"Shouldn't have gotten clever with me, jerk." Said the boy as he stood, before smirking at the Net Ball. He did his best to ignore the chill he felt roll down his spine as he stared at the Net Ball. It was probably just the weak poison.
Inside the Device, Kakuna chuckled to itself, gazing about its new 'prison' with a degree of glee not usually found in prisoners. It hadn't intended to be caught, but wasn't this a convenient turn of events...? After all, everybody knew trained pokemon evolved much faster than lone pokemon.
Soon, it would fly, free from its cocoon prison,to continue its pranking spree undeterred.
KakunaType Bug/Poison
Level 8,
Gender male/female,
AbilityShed skin
MoveSet- Poison Sting
- String Shot
- Harden
Personality Kakuna is a little ball of concentrated
annoyance hatred just waiting to unleash its evulz into the world. It was a tiny pain in the ass to everyone and everything it met before becoming a Kakuna, and it is determined to continue being one the moment it escapes from the prison its own body has become. As it can practically not move at all save for the tiny stingers it possesses, it has of fallen into a 'hibernation' of sorts, trusting its hard shell to protect it while it sleeps and waits to become a powerful Beedrill. Calamity be unto whoever is the dumbf*ck that catches this little bugger, for evolving this thing is like opening Pandora's box.
In reality, it's just a prankster with too much pent up energy, as its current form has forced it to stay in one place for longer than it ever had to before. Because of this, it is eager to go back to be free from its confines. It likes sweets and people who can take as much as they dish.
The one with the the funniest bone.
