Post by SPOON on Jan 7, 2013 7:19:49 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:400px;,bTable][atrb=valign, top][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/IvHZq.png)][STYLE=width:326px; height:10px; background-color:696969; margin-left: -1px; margin-right:-5px; margin-top:-3px;][/style][STYLE=width:300px; color:3F3F3F; font-size:10px; font-family: verdana; letter-spacing:0px; line-height: 10px; text-align: justify; float:right; padding: 10px; border-bottom: solid 2px 696969; border-left: solid 2px 696969; margin:-1px;]"Goddamn Piloswine! That arrogant asshole is so full of himself it think it can give me orders. Pfft, I'll show it who's the boss around here. I'll take down one of those Abomasnow commanders or who and get that aggressive-looking Swinub with the Icicle Spear. Hehehehe." Licorice was riding on top of her Onix' head as they head towards the battle zone where the army consisting of Swinubs, Piloswines and Mamoswines were fighting against the Snovers and the Abomasnows. Gungnir found his trainer's annoyed mumbling and hysterical laughter slightly disturbing and the fact that she was shoving the soles of her boots into his eyes made navigating difficult. However, despite her irritating behavior, he let her do whatever she wanted, because he knew he would be risking his well-being if he interrupted her ranting while she was in a bad mood. As they approached the battlefield, the trees were getting scarcer in numbers and a large, open field became visible. The whole thing was covered in snow, something pure and part ground types were supposed to hate with a passion. To Gungnir, surprisingly, it was just a mild annoyance. He couldn't care less about the cold and wet feeling he got as he slithered through the white mush, leaving a pretty visible trail in it. "Are we there yet? Where are those commanders I have to take down?!" Licorice was getting impatient, because she wanted to finish this thing quickly. She couldn't wait to see what kind of expression that furry pig will make when she tells it the mission was done and she didn't even break a sweat while doing it. Not like she could possibly sweat in this freezing cold wind, but that doesn't matter. (Summary: Licorice's first Pokémon encounter was with a Piloswine and two Swinubs who were part of some kind of Mamoswine Army. They were having a war against the Snovers and Abomasnows. They thought Licorice was part of the enemy too until her Onix solved the misunderstanding. They still didn't trust her and when Licorice wanted to get one of the Swinubs the Piloswine snapped and told her she had to prove herself first by taking down one of the enemy's commanders. Licorice agreed and head towards a snowy field on his Pok?mon's back where the two armies were fighting.) ONIX "GUNGNIR" (10) M [ ROCK HEAD & STURDY ] Mud Sport||Tackle||Harden||Bind Curse||Rock Throw||Rage Patient - Apathetic - Has no motivation - Doesn't eat green things [/style] | [atrb=valign,top][atrb= style, border-left: solid 2px 696969][STYLE=width:112px; height:11px; background-color:696969; margin-left:-3px; margin-top:-3px;][/style][STYLE=height:100px; width:100px; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/IvHZq.png); padding: 5px; border-top: solid 2px 696969; border-right: solid 2px 696969; border-bottom: solid 2px 696969; float:left; margin-left:-3px; margin-top:-3px][/style][/style][STYLE=width:95px; font-size:8px; font-family: verdana; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; text-transform: uppercase; padding-left: 5px; padding-top: 5px; padding-bottom:5px; float:left]Real is good? It's not so; I'll always answer no, I hesitate away, I'm still a coward. Over a contract, we speak, I'm sinking down again; you've got me, and it's in you where I'll always end.[/style] |