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Post by bells and whistles on Jan 6, 2013 21:58:27 GMT -5
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Her eyes flitted from Spinarak to Sneasel with her teeth clenched together, her jaw wired shut by sheer force of rage. But she withdrew a pokeball from her belt regardless, expanding it with a single click of her finger, and then threw it at the fainted spider. One way or the other, he was going to make it to the castle with them. But she wasn't going to carry another passenger by arm. Two Pokémon was carrying capacity. Even her Sandshrew was carrying luggage at this point! Enough was simply enough.
[spinarak was male, level 7 i believe?]
In the arm not occupied with the slumbering figure of a limp Buneary, her swaddled egg had begun to bump and bounce, chirping with a new life. With a quiet, breathless 'oh....' she'd fallen to a graceful crouch, laying the Buneary beside her Sandshrew gently as she took the egg fully into her lap. She was so frightened that her hands might slip...
In the dusk of a winter afternoon, the first few cracks presented themselves, first a few and then many, until sheets of the pixelated, pink egg were falling apart... and then the hard edges of its beak pressed through. It uttered an electronic bird's call, drawing a 'd'awww' from the coordinator's lips... and a curious purr from her Sandshrew, who'd set his claws upon her knees to witness the new birth. "What's your name, little one?" In the face of this baby avian, even her anger and irritation at the creature that'd swiped them again and again with Icy Winds was starting to abate... She simply couldn't stay mad at the little creature!
But on the field, Dratini was hard-eyed and embittered, despite the serene composure still on her darling visage. Nothing could distract her from this battle.
::dratini::
lvl 15
health: full health
effected by taunt (1/3)
quick summary of events:
She's currently taking the Buneary in her arms (ally, diva, princess) to a castle in the route to break the spell. Their Spinarak guide has been fainted, and Annabel is currently carrying the princess Buneary who's been put under a magical spell. It can be broken once they get to the castle and meet the king. They've been stopped by a level 14 female sneasel (personality: leader, trickster). The Spinarak informed them of the way to the castle before fainting. Annabel's dratini is currently combatting the sneasel and her egg (a porygon) has just hatched. Sneasel had low/mid-green health after being hit with a dragon rage and had used Taunt on dratini, which had been effected by it and used another Dragon Rage.
BREEDING:
seviper (f) x sandshrew (m)
14 / 30
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Post by ~★Amelia Pond★~ on Jan 7, 2013 17:29:41 GMT -5
[style=height: 100px;] [style=font-size: 40px; margin-bottom: -15px; color: #7bbafe; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black; margin-right: 30px; text-align: right;]Modded by Amy★ [style=padding: 10px;] OOC: I apologize if I am making this nothing like the previous mod did... I didn't see anything in the Mod plots about it, so I'm just going to try to roll with it. Also, I don't know what the moveset or personality of the Spinarak, so I'll leave that up to you to decide.  BIC: The Pokeball closed around the Spinarak and began to shake back and forth... Ding... Ding... Ding... Click... Congratulations! The Spinarak was caught! The Pokeball returned to Annabell's hand from where she had thrown it. The Sneasel attempted to slide out of the way of the Dragon Rage, but to no avail. The blast of Dragon Rage collided with the Sneasel and sent it flying back. It let out a screech of pain as it slammed into the ground. "You shall not pass, young trainer," she hissed at the trainer, "Oh, look," she continued, noticing the Porygon in the trainer's hands, "It hatched. Congratulations," she muttered sarcastically. Suddenly, the Sneasel disappeared into thin air. She remained invisible for several moments. "Looking for me?" a voice suddenly said from behind the Dratini. Suddenly, the Sneasel appeared behind the blue snake Pokémon and launched itself at it. Summary: Annabell catches the Spinarak. Sneasel gets hit by Dragon Rage and retailiates with FAINT ATTACK[/style] [style=padding: 10px;]  ★Sneasel★ ★14★ ★Inner Focus★Keen Eye★ ★Taunt★Scratch★Leer★Faint Attack★Icy Wind★Quick Attack★ ★ leader, trickster★ ★  ★ [/style] [/style][/style] |
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Post by bells and whistles on Jan 8, 2013 0:06:44 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][STYLE=width: 400px;][STYLE=border-bottom: 6px #10121b solid; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8.5px; padding: 1% 2% 1% 2%; text-align: center; margin-left: 30%;][/style][STYLE=clear: both;][/style][STYLE=float: left; border-right: 6px #10121b solid; border-bottom: 6px #10121b solid; margin-right: 2%; padding: 180 10 10 10;][STYLE=background: url(http://25.media.tumblr.com/4f2c8d29eb9bd42fa248aa2b8e211944/tumblr_mf1yncudIN1roq3qto1_100.png); width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 5px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;][/style][/style][STYLE=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 0 2% 5% 0; border-right: 6px #10121b solid;]Pocketing her new companion, she tossed her loose auburn locks imperiously over her shoulder and let a hand come to rest upon her hip. Standard Annabel-Gonna-Fuck-You-Up pose. At her side, the hefty little digital avian chirped 8-bit greetings, hiccuping every now and then and sputtering over a cascading, endless stream of code he couldn't quite keep himself from saying. Perhaps the little creature was a little glitchy... but she was so technologically stupid she'd doubt she'd ever be able to do some troubleshooting herself to fix the issues. She needed a nerd. Perhaps, once she was out of this route, she'd flirt her way into a geek's heart and have him take a look at her new baby...
But she'd never get there if this battle didn't end.
"You're eating dirt, you sure you want to talk trash?" She observed, her voice diabetic sweet, as she watched the ice type hit the ground with a shrill harpy's cry. There was no compassion in that stone-cold heart of her's. This shitstain had tormented them with icy winds and then knocked her only guide out in an attempt to stop them from getting to the castle. She had zero doubts about what brought her to them, "Did the route king send you?"
And then the ice-type faded away. Both Mirage and Annabel had pivoted their heads rapidly from side to side, in mirror harmony, before the Sneasel flanked and struck her dear serpent from the side. The attack was, by nature, fairly strong... but reduced ever so gently by the fact that Dratini had a level on her. And, really! The pain was almost worth it. Dragon Rage, by its ver nature, was fed by the user's anger. And she was seething now as she drew herself up from the ground, using the end of the tail to flick away the dirt and leaves that had smeared her otherwise immaculate scales. ↪ Y - you've dirtied me... ↩
Her voice was prim, and quiet, and it nearly floored the blinking coordinator behind her, whose pretentious expression had fallen, along with her jaw, in complete surprise. "You can talk?! Why haven't you ever said anything to me!" Completely ignoring the befuddled, indignant accusation, the Dratini fixed her over-large doe eyes upon her opponent, vowing even as the gem upon her forehead began to glow,
↪ I will never, ever forgive you. ↩
A rather.... ominous promise. She'd had full intention of catching that Sneasel, should she fall. Attempting to put them together now would be like mixing battery acid and cocaine. A recipe for disaster and bad decisions. And then, with no need for command, she opened her mouth to release a hopefully equally devastating Dragon Rage...
 { dratini - f - lvl 15 } ( current attacks ) Wrap - Leer - Thunder Wave - Twister - Safe Guard - Dragon Rage
ooc: ahhh it's amy, hello. :DD
i totally understand. from what i can tell, the plot's never been finalized. i only know that i'm expected to confront the "route king", defeat him, and have the spell broken. <3
BREEDING:
seviper (f) x sandshrew (m)
25/30
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Post by SKIPPALICIOUS on Jan 8, 2013 9:04:27 GMT -5
ooc: "She needed a nerd. Perhaps, once she was out of this route, she'd flirt her way into a geek's heart and have him take a look at her new baby..."renae summerby, at your service. xD the sneasel was above such trash talk and merely sniffed and looked down his nose at her, but at the mention of the route king he visibly paled, shocked. < wh-who told you about the route king? > he said, completely at a loss. he recovered smoothly, however, and set his mind on the battle ahead. this dratini was really starting to grate on his nerves, and the sneasel prided himself as a people person. he had to be, to lead others along with just the promise of beautiful words. but even charismatic Pok?mon such as himself could be caught on the wrong end of a rather upset female, as this dratini now proved herself to be. < oh, watch out, the little girl's getting grumpy, > he said sarcastically. < ooh, no, she's dirty, whatever shall we do? how can i ever be forgiven by you? oh, woe is me, > he lamented pitifully, then burst into snide laughter. however, he was soon hit with a full-force dragon rage attack and forced into silence as his mouth slammed shut on impact. he had bitten his tongue! < owww... > he complained. with a semi-frightened look at the dratini, he nonetheless decided to go with his type advantage, sending out a scary full-on leer before doubling it up with an icy wind. blowing a lot of icicles and snowflakes at the dratini, he hoped to make a big dent in her health before that dratini got even more angry and made that dragon attack even stronger. he didn't know how many more of those he could take.
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Post by bells and whistles on Jan 8, 2013 10:46:42 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][STYLE=width: 400px;][STYLE=border-bottom: 6px #10121b solid; font-family: verdana; font-size: 8.5px; padding: 1% 2% 1% 2%; text-align: center; margin-left: 30%;][/style][STYLE=clear: both;][/style][STYLE=float: left; border-right: 6px #10121b solid; border-bottom: 6px #10121b solid; margin-right: 2%; padding: 180 10 10 10;][STYLE=background: url(http://25.media.tumblr.com/4f2c8d29eb9bd42fa248aa2b8e211944/tumblr_mf1yncudIN1roq3qto1_100.png); width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 5px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;][/style][/style][STYLE=font-family: verdana; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; padding: 0 2% 5% 0; border-right: 6px #10121b solid;]Curious at the Sneasel's reaction, the young celebrity had tilted her head gently to the side, her eyes narrowed with hallmark suspicion as she provided the answer. Perhaps a tit-for-tat? "The Spinarak you knocked out, naturally. And she, apparently, is well acquainted." She shifted the gently dozing Buneary in her arms, who gave a peaceful little sleep mumble but showed no other sign of living. Her breath was almost obscenely shallow, nearly to the point of worry. But perhaps that was just one of the asinine effects of the spell cast on her?
.. But really, 'people-person' indeed. The prick in her side had been nothing but rude, his mouth flapping in the breeze, the quality of his words just as mind-numbingly useless. Trash talking, it seemed, wasn't his forte. She hoped she wouldn't have to deal with his sarcasm for long once she forcefully conscripted him into her team, once he was defeated at her hand. Without need of being informed, she knew that was one wish that'd never be granted. "Just... stop. Stop talking, both of you." The coordinator's hand fluttered to her face, where she visibly face palmed as she endured the seemingly endless back and forth of indignation and sarcasm. Even she was having a hard time keeping up her sugar-sweet facade as her patience waned...
And then came his attack. Forced into a corner by Taunt, which even now had begun to fade from her mind, the Dratini had no choice but to endure the Leer and the ice-laced breeze that'd come with it... and it tore across her, hail and snow, slicing her health to shred. But she bit her tongue to keep herself from crying out, her head dipped in pain as she'd endure the attack, only to lash out suddenly with another Dragon's Rage, in the form of a towering, whipping blaze of energy. Next round, she'd have a far more full arsenal of attacks to attack with... and the Sneasel before her wouldn't have the chance to spring another brutal assault on her.
{ dratini - f - lvl 15 } ( current attacks ) Wrap - Leer - Thunder Wave - Twister - Safe Guard - Dragon Rage  - 1 DEFENSE STRUCK BY LEER, ICY WIND USED DRAGON RAGE
BREEDING:
seviper (f) x sandshrew (m)
27/30
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Post by devilyn on Jan 8, 2013 15:30:09 GMT -5
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