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Post by Chancelor McQueen on Jul 1, 2018 18:41:28 GMT -5
" Pika! Pi! Pi!" " Uh huh. Then what happened?" " Pi... Chu. Pika! ....PIIIIKA!" An assholish, yet very adorable Pikachu put extra emphasis on the final ' call'—arms being stretched to represent a mighty beast within the very story being told. " Oh word? He was that much much bigger than you, huh?" Pikachu nobs, Trainer pedaling down the Route upon a sports bicycle, the Pikachu in a little wicker basket placed between the handlebars which read "Skitty Magnet" in crudely wrote letters; undoubtedly by the hand of this yellow little monster. " Remind me again, how many Pokémon did you say were trying to jump you again? I got real foggy memory, y'know?" Pikachu stands tall within the little basket and holds up three fingers in a matter-o-factly kind of way. Chancelor nods with a stone facial expression, already knowing his electric mouse was lying through his goddamn teeth. " You're completely full of shit and are gonna' burn in hell for lying, m'boy." Pikachu looks up at his Trainer with mock hurt in his eyes, a furry arm clutching his chest in playful jest. " You can't fool a fool, m'boy. You should already know this! I spoke with Sam and she told me, the entirely of that day, you're fat ass was up in the house eating junk food all day and playing Nintendo party games. I don't know why you have this need to lie to me, like I don't know you a fat fucker on the low." Pikachu has absolutely nothing to say when it comes to such betrayal—he was under the impression him and Sam had an unbreakable bond no amount of force or pressure could crack! Yet there he stood, exposed, and by his own Trainer at that. Electric bounced from red pouches kept in the cheek, the little yellow mouse simply lazies back down within his basket and leaves the conversation where it laid. " Are you really going to play the victim right now, m'boy? Your ass was the one lying to me!" Chancelor explains, hazel hues off the beaten path ahead and upon the mouse. Pikachu replies with a middle finger, tail flicking from left to right in a rather sassy manner. " Oooh you fucker. I outta' feed your punk ass to a Meow-," Pikachu suddenly zaps the unsuspecting Trainer, the sports bicycle flipping forward putting Chancelor on his back with Pikachu landing firmly on twin feet. The martial artist groans, eyes looking directly at the sun overhead while Pikachu laughed and poked fun at the cruel turn of events he bestowed upon the innocent youth. " I'm selling you on the blackmarket. Poachers will pay big bucks for a rare dickhead like you..." The teenager begins to sit up, shaking off the jolts that were sent recklessly through his body. ✝ tag(s) - FRAN FALLONE . ✝ notes - - - - . |
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Post by FRAN FALLONE on Jul 1, 2018 20:12:17 GMT -5
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I DON'T KNOW WHY ― The skies were clear and the sun reached toward the ground unimpeded. Yet a rolling rumble bounced between the trees. A rough sound, resonating with strength. It came from a moving mountain, slithering across the winding path. A soft fog of dust trailed behind the beast, and the taste of dirt stuck to his partner's tongue. The woman walked beside her companion with long strides, keeping pace with her towering beast.
Fran rubbed her eye lazily. There was supposed to be a pond around here somewhere. She turned her head to the wood, peeking through the tall trees. A sigh left her lips, and she brushed her hair over her should.
Her onix, Detroit, side-eyed her from above, unsure of the origin of her annoyance. She had been walking on those feeble, breakable legs for quite some time. Maybe she needed a nap. He knew he sure wouldn't mind a quick recharge. He slouched, lowering his head, and opening his rough mouth wide enough to swallow three of is partner. He released the deepest, bellowing yawn. Startled pidgeys flew off the nearby trees.
The woman slowed and turned toward Detroit. They hadn't been partners long, but she knew exactly what he was doing. She reached out with her left hand and tapped his rough hide.
"Come on, we should keep going," she offered.
Detroit's eyes rolled. His slithering pace slowed dramatically, head lowering closer and closer to the ground. Fran continued to walk forward, trying to inspire. But her onix lowered his head onto the ground, and he coiled into himself lazily. She turned a few paces ahead.
"What the fuck," the woman muttered, less than amused. She closed the distance between her and her partner, and leaned on his shoulder. Fran started pushing on the beast, but halted when the sound of a crash reached her ears.
In the distance she saw a man. He tumbled forward off his bike, sparks dancing off his body. Detroit opened one eye to witness. Fran's mouth fell slightly open, and she brushed past her onix. She took a few paces toward the scene, but kept her distance. A dark skinned man with hair as white as an egg mumbled angrily at a small yellow beast. She blinked.
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Post by Chancelor McQueen on Jul 3, 2018 2:37:37 GMT -5
" I'm fine. I figured seeing how today is so damn nice I'll sun bathe a lil', y'know?" The teenager openly jests, back still turned to the voice behind him. Truthfully, he was still trying to work out the numbing of his joints and limbs, so doing any real movement like getting up or even turning around to face this unknown voice would prove to be near impossible at this moment in time. " All jokes aside, I really am fine. There was a little pussy in the path, y'know? So instead of hittin' it I chose to crash." He glares deeply at the Pikachu still somewhat taunting him with pointing fingers and childish facial expressions—words probably cryptic to the female, but the electric two-colored mouse knew exactly what his Trainer was getting at. " A real unsung hero I am, lemme' tell ya'." Chancelor chuckles, the feeling in his fingers starting to finally return. Pikachu, able to get a good glimpse of the female ran up to her and laid on the cute charm heavy, looking as adorable as can be despite being the reason his Trainer took the nasty fall from earlier. Still unable to fully turn his head, he was slightly curious on what garnered the attention of his Pikachu. Well, it was either one of two things, candy or a female the little shithead wanted to impress or get close to, and seeing how candy can't talk, Chancelor was willing to beat his bottom-dollar it was the latter. " Pika! Pika! Pi! Pi!" Pikachu calls out at the feet of the female, running circles around her in an attempt to get her to pick him up. However, in the midst of all this, two wild flying Pokémon appeared from one of the trees. A Zubat relentlessly attacking a Drifloon that put up one helluva' fight despite the much faster and agile bloodsucking bat flying laps around it. These two Wild Pokémon fought until both noticed the humans and two Pokémon on the beaten path. Then, suddenly, both joined forces and decided to test their luck against the humans and their Pokémon. " These Pokémon fickle as shit." Chancelor says aloud, a hand grabbing a Pokémon and tossing it forward rather weakly. The twin-colored capture device rolls upon the beaten path, and, when it ceases, a Charizard erupts freely with wings spread; battle-harden eyes fixated on the two approaching Wild Pokémon. " Pick one. It don't really matter which." The still-paralyzed teenager says nonchalantly. Charizard intercepts the path of the Drifloon and gives the brave little thing a single slash of dragon claws, and, that is all it took—the Ghost type popping like the balloon it was, but only after bestowing a curse upon the mighty orange-red lizard; a curse that hardly any real damage to the Charizard. ✝ tag(s) - FRAN FALLONE . ✝ notes - - - - . |
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Post by FRAN FALLONE on Jul 3, 2018 16:56:28 GMT -5
IT STARTS WITH ONE THING
I DON'T KNOW WHY ― Detroit breathed heavily, not sincerely interested in the human's interaction. Nonetheless, he listened to their words carrying across the path.
Fran watched the back of this stranger heave with his own jester. He seemed okay, he said he was fine, and he didn't look keen to carry on a lengthy conversation. She offered her obligation to unspoken social contract by making sure the man hadn't broken anything detrimental. And she wasn't quite sure what he meant by a 'pussy' in the road, but had little interest in unraveling that mystery. Now she could take care of her own lazy sunbather.
The dark haired woman twisted her body to turn around, but stopped suddenly as the bouncing yellow mouse approached her. It happily chirped a greeting.
Fran knelt down on her toes to receive the little beast. What a tiny thing, so different than her onix.
"Mind if I pet it?" She asked, already reaching a hand out, but not quite touching the pokemon that wasn't hers. It must be soft. She thought, once again comparing the mouse to her boulder of a partner. Detroit peeked at the two with one eye, but remained still a few paces away.
The pikachu really seemed to want some love. But before Fran could thoroughly oblige the little beast, a pair of winged wilds descended from the trees. The woman looked up, feeling threatened.
"D, rock tomb," she hollered over her shoulder, slouching protectively over the pikachu. The onix yawned, but pulled himself up. Larger rocks surrounding the dirt path began to glow ominously, and lift into the air. Detroit bellowed with might and annoyance, causing the earth fragments to launch through the air, and toward the zubat. Multiple hit, and the wild pokemon fled before being knocked out of the sky.
Fran placed a hand on the ground, losing balance from kneeling for so long. She offered a hand to the pikachu; his choice whether to climb or simply be pet.
Her acquaintance used a monster she had never seen; an impressive dragon specimen. She realized the difference between her and this other trainer at this moment, and began to feel aware of herself.
"FIckle is one way to put it," she retorted. There's also aggressive, stupid, shitty, crazy... Her thoughts ran through a list and she absent-mindedly indulged the pikachu. Detroit threw himself back into the dirt, but kept both eyes on Fran. He slithered a little closer, side-eyeing the dragon beyond. 410 words. onix +2 level. |
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Post by Chancelor McQueen on Jul 4, 2018 14:58:15 GMT -5
Pikachu's were typically friendly creatures, Pokémon that made for an excellent starter for young aspiring Trainers to begin their long and challenging journey with. However, Chancelor's Pikachu could be considered the ' black sheep' of the species. He was narcissistic, selfish, cunning, crude, rude, and just as cocky as his Trainer. Everything the mouse did, he did it for selfish personal gain—even if it meant he had to play a role he was good at, but didn't necessarily enjoy. But that begs the question: what exactly did this cunning little asshole want from Fran? Well, affection and love for starters; to enjoy the ' gentler' touch of a women was what this Pikachu enjoyed—a trait both Chancelor and Pokémon enjoy. However, unlike the human he traveled with, Pikachu could get away with his yearnings openly. Put on a cute face, do cute Pokémon things, wiggle a tail a little, then have the ladies eating out of his little yellow hands. Simple right? The little yellow mouse certain believed so, and it worked for him more times than he could count. So, when Fran opted to protect him from the attack, he felt a sense of ' accomplishment' wash over his little body; ' hook line and sinke' one would call it. " Piiii!" He chirps cutely, playing the role like the little fucker he was. Charizard looked at Onix before looking at Fran. He notices Pikachu, then looks over at Chancelor. For the briefest of moments, the massive winged-beast does nothing—he simply stands in place with a somewhat ' puzzled' look. Then, like the jolly orange-red giant that he was, he openly waves at both female and Pokémon, a smile spreading across scared lips; a visibly muscular arm moving from left to right in a steady motion. " Pet him all you want. I'm pretty sure he'll like that." The Martial-Artist says, finally standing up with unease steps. He stretches a little, mumbling a few words before first turning to Charizard who is looking at him. " Tight work, Boss. These Pokémon ain't got shit on you." Both Trainer and Pokémon bump wrists a few times like sports players do, then, he turns to face the source of the voice. " Wassup?" He greets her, a smile exposing a set of straight and pearly white teeth. Hazel eyes fix themselves upon the Onix, " I dunno' why, but being this close to an Onix always does something to me, y'know? The boy is too damn big." He openly airs, also greeting the rocky snake with a head gesture. " Don't be too nice to him now. I might give him to you." Chancelor speaks on the affection being shown to his asshole of a Pikachu. Charizard is facing away from the now conversing humans, the eyes of the dragon fixed on a scene just down the path. He sees a Farfetch'd putting on a show for a Spearow—the stick wielding avian showcasing crude and poorly executed samurai-like slices. Spearow can't help but notice the prying eyes of the winged-beast and calls out to him in the tongue of Pokémon—words with empty insults and threats Charizard knew that'll never come true. The dragon continues to watch, curious on the strikes being done by the Farfetch'd, the avian showed promise with a little proper guidance. The wild Spearow continued to talk shit, now flying towards Charizard to do something about the ' disrespect' it was receiving. However, right when Spearow got within range, a flick of the dragons massive fiery tail is all what was needed to defeat the rather weak; yet very brave Flying type. The Spearow is sent tumbling into a bush, the sound of rustling leaves alerting Chancelor. " What the hell was that?" Charizard simply shrugs only to then gesture towards the now alone and training Farfetch'd. " Form is all off. Stance is too wide. Body is open for all manner of counterattacks whenever it swings. He is obviously self taught, but yeah, I see the potential. A little love n' care and it could probably go far." Charizard then looks at his Trainer with a titled head. " Even if I wanted to I ain't got no vacant balls, M'boy." He then shrugs, leaving the miniature conversation at that. ✝ tag(s) - FRAN FALLONE . ✝ notes - - - - . |
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Post by FRAN FALLONE on Jul 4, 2018 16:07:18 GMT -5
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I DON'T KNOW WHY ― For such a small thing, this pikachu sure had a lot to say. The mouse chirped happily with Fran's reflex to protect. She looked down softly, then back up again at the large dragon monster. Now that was a powerhouse. Her eyes widened with interest at the jolly visage. She started when it waved happily, beaming at the scene. So friendly... The woman though.
Detroit looked on from behind. He inched forward until his head nestled into the crook of Fran's back. She reached behind her to pat the rough snout of her partner.
With the stranger's blessing, Fran slid her hands under the pikachu's arms, and slowly raised him with her as she stood. She casually rested on Detroit's head, leaning casually, and bringing the mouse into her chest. She cradled the yellow beast like a baby, and mindlessly stroked its ear with her thumb.
The woman looked on as the dark-skinned man praised his dragon, and finally turned to reveal himself to her. He was young and tall, but most noticeably athletic. She noticed the scar on his face, and gave it little thought. That was his own business.
His greeting was casual and almost crude. This perked Fran's interest, as his manner of speaking signaled she would not offend with her own brassy vernacular. She waved nonchalantly in response.
The snow-haired man referred to Detroit. Fran reached around with a free hand and patted her onix before returning to pet the pickachu.
"He's a big boy, but hard to be impressed when he's always face-down in the dirt," she shrugged. Detroit had little response; he only blinked and continued to listen to the conversation unraveling before him. Fran lifted her eyes off the man before her, and looked down at the mouse in her arms while he joked about giving him to her. I don't think I could. Fran thought.
Detroit shifted his listless gaze beyond the trainers, catching the sight of a rather pathetic challenge. The small forest bird was swatted away easily, but another remained not far off. The ground bird drew the attention of all.
Fran listened as her fellow trainer assessed the form of this pokemon. She leaned off her onix and stepped forward, pikachu still held against her. The woman wanted a closer look. She brought herself next to the young man.
"You know something about fighting?" She questioned, side-eyeing him. Fran was always considered a fighter by her friends, but she knew she lacked refinement. She never brawled professionally, but it sounded as though this man only fought in such settings. And by the way he was talking, it looked as though the wild beast before them had potential. She resonated with this idea, and decided quickly that she wanted to help this beast reach his potential, as she wished to do with Detroit.
"Detroit," she called over her shoulder. The bouldering mass picked himself off the ground and moved toward the farfetch'd. The bird ceased his training, feeling threatened by the pokemon skyscraper looming over him. He lunged forward to strike first, His wing diffused into a purple glow and he landed a poison jab on one of onix's digits. Detroit winced slightly, but this was not an effective move against a rock pokemon. The farfetch'd cradled its wing and stepped back.
"Rock tomb," Fran offered from behind. And once more the surrounding earth was wrapped in a blueish hue, lifted into the air, and thrown at the small bird's body. The bird was thrown back and fell to the ground, unconscious.
Fran pulled the pikachu over her shoulder to free an arm, reached for a pokeball on her belt, and threw it precisely at the wild pokemon. 618 words. onix +0 level. wild farfetch'd caught! |
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Post by Chancelor McQueen on Jul 8, 2018 0:28:50 GMT -5
" Oh. You're catchin' it? You'll have a good Pokémon on your hands with a lil' TLC, y'know?" The Martial-Artist says as hazel hues watch the capture device wiggle a few times before stopping completely; a clear indication the avian had been successful captured. The winged-beast looks on too, happy with a jolly smile which morphed a menacing and scarred visage into something more ' softer' an familiar. Chancelor can't help but find himself grinning upon the follow-up words of the Onix having female, " you could say that, yeah?" Pikachu's eyes squint, a little yellow head cocking to one side as a tail wagged in mild suspicion. Pikachu knew his Trainer took every opportunity to talk about his achievements in the world of professorial fighting. Not only that, but such talk always leads into him praising the family dojo in Kanto which then transitions into him offering whoever it is he is talking to a place to go train the body and the mind. Yet he opted to ' pussyfoot' around the question? Pikachu pokes the face of Fran, attempting to get her attention. If he did, he'd point to his Trainer followed by two big thumbs-up. Charizard on the other hand catches another Flying Pokémon interrupting this little moment. The dragon takes flight and intercepts the ' singing' avian. The interrupting Pokémon was a Chatot; singing a song it probably heard upon the radio one few many times. Charizard had no intentions on causing the Pokémon harm, all he wanted to do was direct the curious little bird in another direction. However, the Wild Chatot took this as an act of aggression and decided to attack anyways. Charizard found himself captured in sound waves, ringing ears as the talking bird continued to ' sing' whatever mainstream song it was singing. The mighty winged-beast that was Charizard wouldn't be captured or stopped so easily. He braced himself for an attack on his end, lightning crackling in a closed fist. He then shoots forward like a rocket and punches the poor Chatot smooth across the beak. This super effective punch was all it took—the bird getting the picture and flying the other way in a hurry with an unsteady flight pattern. ✝ tag(s) - FRAN FALLONE . ✝ notes - - - - . |
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Post by FRAN FALLONE on Jul 8, 2018 11:17:04 GMT -5
IT STARTS WITH ONE THING
I DON'T KNOW WHY ― The dark-haired woman stepped forward to claim her spherical device. Keeping the pikachu over her shoulder, she knelt beside the pokeball, and wrapped her fingers around it gently. That was actually the first pokemon she had ever caught. It was a sentimental thought she didn't care for, but it was fact, and Fran took a moment to comprehend this mini-milestone in her journey.
However, she wasn't about to admit that to this stranger. He had obviously been training for a lot longer than she had, and she wasn't keen on making that more apparent than it already was.
Fran latched the ball onto her belt and turned back toward the stranger. As she returned the small mouse into a cradling position, a tiny paw poked at her cheek. The woman looked down in question.
The pikachu pointed at the young man beyond and gave two-thumbs up. That was indeed peculiar behavior. Fran tilted her head, and lifted her eyes to the trainer.
"I think he wants you back," she suggested. Fran closed the distance between the two and shifted the small mouse into his trainer's arms.
"Well," Fran continued, "I think we're going to move on." Detroit slumped forward in agreement. The two were still thirsty and on the prowl for the pond within the forest. The inexperience trainer turned toward the trees.
"Remind me to show you how much we've improved that farfetch'd, if we meet again," she called over her should. Fran wouldn't mind meeting that young man once more in the future. He seemed strong, in many aspects. It was an admirable quality to have.
"You comin'?" Fran called to her onix. Detroit slithered behind his partner, and the two soon disappeared into the wood to continue their journey. 292 words. end thread. |
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Post by Vaporeon on Jul 8, 2018 16:17:01 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","Vgentempbox"] [attr="class","Vgentemptitle"]approved! [attr="class","Vgentempdiv"] Congratulations, the both of you have battled hard along the route. Fran added a new friend to her team, and Chancelor increased the strength of his current team. Before you leave, the two of you are lead to a stockpile of items that the Farfetch'd had managed to snag. Taking what you can, you both head home. - x2 Super Potions
- x1 Sharp Beak (Each)
- x2 Friend Ball
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