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Post by Starfire on Jul 25, 2010 12:33:32 GMT -5
Spearow cawed in delight as Squrtle's stats lowered. However, it soon changed to a surprised squawk as the aforementioned Water type leaped at him.
The Spearow ducked and moved out of the way as fast as he could. Squirtle landed on the ground, but had also landed on Spearow's tail, pulling some feathers out.
Trying to take flight, the scarred bird quickly found out that his missing tailfeathers were important; he couldn't quite fly where he wanted to, meaning he was more vulnerable in the air now. A bird's wing and tail feathers were essential to flight; lose the right ones, and you lose all control of where you're going.
Spearow realized this, and half-landed, half-fell on Squirtle's shell. Just in time too; another of Plusle's Shock Wave attacks flew millimeters over his head. Normally, the move wasn't supposed to miss, but in Plusle's still weakened state, the attack wasn't as accurate and concentrated as it would normally be.
<Back off, rat!> he screeched harshly at the Plusle, startling her and causing her to flinch. Oh, he was mad. He was essentially stranded on the ground, thanks to this stupid turtle! He'd pay, that's for sure, Spearow thought, a wicked gleam in his eye. And then that annoying rat would be next.
Gripping the grooves in the Water type's shell with his talons and rearing his head back, he jabbed his beak down at the back of Squirtle's head in another Peck attack.
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Post by ibrowmew on Jul 26, 2010 12:00:24 GMT -5
The Squirtle quickly ducked inside his shell before the peck attack could hit his neck which could cause some damage. Smiling to see that the Spearow had lost some of his tail feathers in the tackle attack, it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out it couldn't steer very well in the air, allmost confining it to the ground. He also knew that if he didn't get that Spearow off of his Squirtle's back then the battle could turn out to be nasty. So few seconds after the shockwave attack had missed Drake said, "Squirtle get the Spearow off of your back by pushing your back aginst a tree!"
The Squirtle quickly got out of his shell, nodded and started running backwards aiming to hit one of the larger trees around the clearing. Hopefully getting off the Spearow, and because of the Squirtle's hard shell not harm the Squirtle as well.
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Post by Starfire on Jul 27, 2010 21:48:58 GMT -5
"Squirtle, get the Spearow off of your back by pushing your back against a tree!"
Wha-wha-WHAAAAAAT?!?
Spearow squawked, a panicked look entering his beady eyes. This was so unfair! He was going to get crushed! He'd be a feathery splat on some tree!
Now, it was obvious that the cocky, crafty Spearow was beginning to freak out over essentially nothing at all. Why he didn't let go of Squirtle's shell, no one knew. But he didn't, and Squirtle succeeded in his tactic of ramming the Flying type into a tree.
<No, no no nono, nonononononon- SQUAWK!>
There was a pained screech, and Spearow fell to the ground at the base of the tree, feathers bent, some broken, some even falling to the ground. Dazed, he stood up (at an angle, as it were), and faced the "two" Squirtles standing in front of him.
He lowered his head and tried to use a Leer on one of the Water types, but he wasn't quite sure if it hit. Hey, since when were there TWO Squirtles anyway...
Recklessly, he rushed toward one of the two turtle images and tried a Peck attack. He'd get rid of ONE of the blasted things, even if it was the one caused by the dizziness.
However, it didn't necessarily matter whether it hit or not; Spearow was so dazed he accidentally conked his head on the front of Squirtle's hard shell, incidentally knocking him unconscious.
<That's... embarrassing,> [/color] Plusle (who had been standing on the sidelines out of fear again) murmured quietly, smiling. She fired off another weak Shock Wave just to be sure. The Flying type was zapped, but there was no movement from him, signaling that he was truly out for the count. Squirtle defeated Spearow, albeit in an unorthodox manner! Squirtle gains two levels, is now at Level 7, and has learned Bubble!
[/center] With her and her brother's foe out of the way, the little Electric type made a beeline for Minun. He hadn't moved; he was still unconscious. <Mister Drake, sir... my brother... needs to get to a Pokemon Center...>[/color] Plusle said, now feeling her wounds. True, the Potion had helped, and was continuing to do so, but the two mouse Pokemon still needed some medical attention, and they wouldn't be able to get it on their own. The kind Dragonite morph was their only option. [/size][/blockquote] ((Not sure if I made it clear, but Spearow hit his head a little too hard and started seeing double. That's why there's "two" Squirtles. At this point I think it's kind of obvious that Drake will get two new additions to his team. Lucky him. X3 I'll leave it up to you whether or not Drake catches Spearow as well. (Though as bad-tempered as he is, I'm not quite sure what Drake would do with him. XDD)))
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Post by ibrowmew on Jul 28, 2010 0:25:35 GMT -5
Drake pulled out two pokeballs. He knew that the fastest way to get to the next town was to fly, he also knew that more weight would equal more work, and slow travel time. Turned one towards his Squirtle, who had just learned to use Bubble and put the pokeball in his bag. Still holding the one in his hand he walked over to the Plusle, who was trying to wake up her brother. Pulling out an extra pokeball as he walked over.
Then croched down saying, "Look the fastest way to get to the pokemon center is for me to fly, I'll get there faster and it will be more confortable for you and your brother if you go into the pokeballs," Then frowned remembering the trainer that they had been abused by and shook his head sadly, saying," Look I don't want you feel rushed, so take your time," and walked over to the fallen Spearow leaving behind the two pokeballs with the Plusle letting her decide.
Soon after he got to the Spearow he pondered what he was to do with this pokemon. The Spearow's tail feathers were in shambles, even thought he was a nasty pokemon he was probally an expereinced fighter. Pulling out once another pokeball, considering the Spearow useful threw it at the Spearow hoping to capture the bird and add it to his soon to be great team.
[well that was a longer post than usuall hope you like it, I'll leave it to you star. 1f y0u c4l\l r34d 7h1s 1 s4lu73 y0u s74rf1r3.]
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Post by Starfire on Jul 28, 2010 13:08:11 GMT -5
Plusle flinched as Drake walked over, holding two Pokeballs.
"Look, the fastest way to get to the Pokemon Center is for me to fly. I'll get there faster and it will be more comfortable for you and your brother if you go into the Pokeballs." It seemed like he remembered a piece of their earlier conversation, as he then said, "Look, I don't want you to feel rushed, so take your time," and walked over to the fallen Spearow, leaving time for Plusle to make her decision.
'Oh... what am I going to do, brother...' [/color] Plusle thought sadly. It seemed like Drake was nice enough, but what if he wouldn't release them if they didn't want to stay? What if he did the horrible things to them that their old Trainer used to do? Plusle started panicking slightly, but she was a logical Pokemon, and she knew that they needed to get to a Pokemon Center. Besides, her brother would take care of her if something happened. Glancing over to Drake, who had just thrown another Pokeball at the scarred Spearow. The red-and-white sphere rocked back and forth, once, twice, and then with a little "DING!", Spearow was captured. Plusle made her decision. She was sure that Drake wouldn't do anything to hurt her. <Brother will kill me for this...>[/color] Plusle said, picking up a Pokeball as a smile stretched across her face. She bounced it off of her brother's prone form, and watched as he got pulled inside. It rocked once, then was still. Plusle pushed the button on the second, and felt a strange tugging sensation as she too was sucked into the sphere. It jiggled, looking like it was about to roll over. Once, twice, thrice, and with another "DING!" Plusle was captured. [/size][/blockquote] ((ooc// Wow, I CAN read that. owo Isn't there a name for all that gibberish? Anyway, Drake's sure gonna have a fun time dealing with Spearow. XDD And I really hate that post. My muse went AWOL practically JUST as I was starting on it. -_-))
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Post by ibrowmew on Jul 29, 2010 0:03:05 GMT -5
occ/yes star it's called, hacker speak or lingo, im not too fluent in it but I can understand and text it pretty well, heres another, \/\/4cky /\/\u535 c411 u5 4nd y0ur /\/\u53 \/\/1ll 83 45 900d 45 n3w.
Drake picked up the pokeball and threw it into his backpack, then turned around to see the other two pokeballs that he had left behind. Noticing that they were now holding the Plusle and the Minum. Picking up the two Drake smiled, seeing that the Plusle had used the pokeball on her brother and her. After throwing them into his backpack and zipped it up he started to flap his wings. Getting above the treetops, able to see the town miles away just a speck on the horision, and started flying to it dertermained to get the pokemon healed.
[also star wern't you sposto do the code and the pokemon capture thing? Even if the Plusle and the Minum won't be in my party the Spearow will, just woundering. :]
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Post by Starfire on Jul 29, 2010 12:37:54 GMT -5
ooc// Okay, that one took me a little longer than the first one. But that's weird for me cuz I didn't think I'd be able to read that sort of thing at all. See if you can make one I CAN'T read.
And yeah, sorry 'bout that.
#021- Spearow [/b] Level: 5 Gender: Male Ability: Keen Eye- Accuracy cannot be lowered. Moves: Leer, Growl, Peck[/blockquote] [IMG]http://www.pokemonelite2000.com/sprites/plmfa/21.png[/IMG] #021- Spearow Level: 5 Gender: Male Ability: Keen Eye- Accuracy cannot be lowered. Moves: Leer, Growl, Peck
[/center] And that means you can now head to Petal Town. Maybe Drake can meet up with Sora or Katy sometime soon. I haven't done a thread where there's another member (that's not modding) involved. :3 [/size]
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