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Post by αℓℓı on Sept 27, 2009 17:46:21 GMT -5
DustBefore even beginning to consider you--and your roleplaying, by the small fragments I read, seems decent--there is one major issue that needs to be addressed.
Kairuu only accepts roleplays in the past-tense form. We do have a subboard where members may write and post stories in any form, even non-Pok?mon in genre, but that is not main-RP so that does not even count.
So the critical question is this: You do know that roleplaying here must be done only in past-tense, third-person form, right? Because if you cannot meet those requirements, no matter how good you are, we can't accept you.
So the decision can only be made when you respond to this question.
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Post by Rззcз ★ on Sept 29, 2009 13:44:15 GMT -5
These have not been used in RP forums, due to my huge break from Roleplaying. As I look back my posts where short and not too detailed. Therefore with permission I have free-typed these. Making all three different.
Jessie + Jynx
Her eyes had gazed down onto the Chatot shouting absolute gibberish. She took her carefully painted nails and pushed her sunglasses higher onto her face. She liked to think of this as her signature move. Although Jynx knew otherwise. Jessica was a bitch, and would do anything to win. To think about the days as a Smoochum, then Jessie would threaten to kill her if she lost. That was what made Jynx what she was. She feared Jessica, yet at the same time loved her. They had seemed to be destined together. Well at least that is what Jynx thought.
"What are you waiting for?!" Jessie spat. "Are you deaf? Hurry up you fat cow!" Her words seemed to go right through Jynx. From the two years of being with her she got use to the insults and disgusting language.
Jynx sighed and began to walk over to Jessie. Trailing behind her footsteps. Not too hard to hear on the concrete ground. The heels she wore seemed impossibly large. Her short skirt and revealing top would make you think she was looking for sex. Although, some could say she was. The best way to get over loosing a battle was to sleep with the guy... or girl. All of a sudden the tapping came to a stop and Jynx looked up. Above her was a beautiful trio of Swablu. Although Jessica could only think of one thing. "You think we can make some cash from those?" The way she spoke made Jynx cringe. What if Jessie ever wanted to sell her? Phft! What was she thinking. Jynx meant so much to Jessie there was no way. "After we have slept we can find some Swablu... ok?" Jessie asked, not even waiting for an answer. She never would. You agree with her, or get your ass kicked.
The inn they had entered was slightly crowded and didn't seem to be up to Jessica's standards. The reason people knew, was because as soon as she walked in she made the remark, "Shit hole!".
"Hun? Y'all lookin' for a room?" The man behind the wooden desk asked. His face was pointed toward Jessie's, Yet his eyes glared down into her tits. Noticing this she smirked and gently squeezed them together. The mans face wasn't even describable. He seemed to be enjoying having Jessica here. She knew he was likely to have a wank before the image faded in his head.
"Yes please," Jessie let loose her fake smile. Believed by most people apart from Jynx. She stood beside Jessica, while watching this all. It was like watching one of the bad acting movies. She just sighed and closed her eyes.
"Follow me!" Came a voice about 10 minutes later. It was the man from behind the counter. He had seemed to have come back from somewhere.
"Where were you?" Jessie asked, smirking. Looking down she added, "Why did you change your pants?" Although she knew why. The dirty Bastard had gone and got cum all over his jeans. Yet, he pretended her didn't hear her and escorted her upstairs. Jynx just slowly followed, as usual. She had no one to talk to. Always outside her Pokéball all the other stayed in. Of course until Jynx fainted or lost a battle. Yet that barely ever happened.
Leo + Pidgey
The new environment had scared Leo. Before he had come to the Dalko region, he didn't really go out. Pok?mon surrounded the forest area. Birds flew from tree to tree, looking for prey. Were as the other creatures crawled upon the floor, in shadows and behind rocks. The most amusing to look at was the ones splashing and swimming in the lake and little ponds. This place was so peaceful. Leo didn't see the reason the for Danger sign a couple trees back. It had said something about the Hiding Pok?mon. Although the town before seemed very weird, he didn't expect this place to be scary. He walked up to one of the trees that caught his attention. It seemed darker then the other ones. More lush and healthier. Maybe someone special looked after it. Made sure this one tree was always in good shape... they must be a freak.
A quick glimmer of light seemed to run from the top of the tree to the bottom. Leo's eyes followed and his knees beckoned. He lowered his head then braced for a quick attack. Yet nothing seemed to be underneath. Leo shrugged and got up, before walking toward one of the ponds. A small Poliwag scattered away at the sound of his footsteps. He almost fell in while his hand was feeling how cold it was. The sharp sting of a Goldeen's horn caused a cut on the palm of his hand, what drew blood. Everything stopped. Pok?mon turned there head to Leo. Running in fear as they realized what happened. The birds flew higher into the air. The Land Dwellers buried themselves into the ground. While the Water types either left the water or swam deep into the lake. Leo's eyes turned to the tree that had caught his attention before. Out of it flew a bird, ready or attack.
It all happened so quickly, Leo didn't realize the bird had been attracted to blood until it seemed to have nearly ripped his whole arm off. This Pok?mon was different. Scanning his head he noted that the creature looked like a Pidgey. Apart from a strange thing in it's eye. It was different... it hid waiting for blood. It was the Hiding Pok?mon! Leo understood now. This was the feared Pok?mon. He had heard a Myth on Vampire Pok?mon. They had been bred to kill for blood. Soon they were realized by an evil organization. Those evil Bastards had set this creature upon Leo.
He struggled to get the blood sucker off of him. Squirming and elbowing the ground. He finally gained the strength to push the Pidgey off and stand. He pulled out the Pok?ball from his side and looked at it. He was about to defeat this evil bird. Even if he only had one Pok?mon. He would be the hero who saved the forest... hopefully. The blood from his hand dripped down the Pok?ball and soon he realized. The Pidgey's eyes grew, beckoning it's head they flung toward the ball in his hand. Swiftly he dropped the ball allowing the enclosed Mareep loose. There was no way this Pidgey would win!
Hannah + Cherrim
The giggling from the latest win of her battle cause Cherrim to pounder of why he choose to go around with Hannah. He hadn't actually decided whether he would truly stay with Hannah. Her acceptance of a Male Cherrim was the only reason he stayed with her. Cherrims soon to be Pok?ball lay upon the ground, the girl had pretended he had appeared from it in the last battle. Yet it was slightly obvious He ran from behind her legs.
Cherrim looked at a bunch of teasing Cherrim at the other side of the path. They giggled at him being one of a few males. Then he looked at the huge smile placed upon the face of Hannah. He Nodded and tapped the circle button near the bottom of the resting Pok?ball. A Reddish glow surrounded him. And it began to wrought into the shape of a blob. Before zapping back to the ball. Cherrim had gone. Hannah gently picked up the Pok?ball placed on the ground. Holding it to her chest she jumped up. Her Pink top blowing over, giving passer bys a good glimpse of her bra. She blushed quickly as one little kid nearby pointed it out to her father. Who pants then seemed to began awfully tight. She quickly ran other to a bush and sat down. Although Hannah had the body of an seventeen year old, her mind state was like a eight year olds. She loved to dance, sing, play pranks and make dens. As what she was doing now was making a cradle for her newly obtained Pok?mon. Hopefully she hadn't already forgotten it was male. And didn't like flowers and so on, despite it's appearance and sweet voice.
Her Hands played with the twigs and leaves. Gently shaping them into a nest. After about ten minutes her unique creature was done. A bunch of sticks and flowers had been formed to make a bed for the Cherrim. Hannah decided it was time for Him to see it. She Took the Ball from her bright Pink handbag and placed it in the nest. Before pressing the center button. Causing the same red glow, before again zapping back into the ball. Leaving the Cherrim from earlier in it's place. He looked at what he was sat upon and raised to what could only be described as an eyebrow. He rested his head against the leaf on it's head and lay down. He noted that it was a bit Feminine for his liking, but the was soft. And he could really sleep in this. Yet before he was all comfy Hannah began talking. It was like a nightmare.
"So! We have to go get me a ribbon. I can't just stay here with you now can I? Let's go!" She began to shout, curling the Pink Pok?mon into her hands. She cradled it as he seemed to sleep. Running over the path in front of her. Hopefully she wouldn't meet the man who saw her bra. It seemed to cause her blush when ever she even thought about it.
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Post by rolly on Oct 1, 2009 19:05:43 GMT -5
Well, here goes whatever xD. Bijuu isn't allowed to judge because she knows me! Two of them are from the same site because I haven't started on the third one yet!
When she'd seen the two collide in another tackle, Kira gasped in worry. Maybe she went too far? She saw both Ariel and the Rat Pok?mon bounce off of each other and both went skidding metres from each other on the ground. "Oh no! Ariel, you tackled him too hard!" Kira said going to the Rat Pok?mon's side.
Ariel sat up shaking his head and looking disbelievingly at his trainer. What's in the name of Arceus was she doing?! She was ignoring him, and even had the audacity to blame him! Him! Her Pok?mon, her partner! How dare she? Did she think that, that...rodent was more important than he was...that wasn't fair! She was his trainer wasn't she? She was his, and his alone! "Squir~" He mumbled his eyes arrowing at the girl who was attending to the rat Pok?mon.
Kira held the poor rat Pok?mon in her arms. "Poor thing." She cooed, and just as she was about to turn to take care of Ariel she heard him wailing. "Squirtle!! Squirtle!!" Startled, Kira looked up and saw Ariel sitting there on the dirt, all muddied up from the fight, and slightly bruised like the rat Pok?mon, crying his heart out.
"Oh! Ariel what's wrong?" Kira asked concerned, as she picked up the wailing water Pok?mon in her other arm. "Aww it's okay, Ariel, it's okay." Kira cooed trying to calm the water Pok?mon. Ariel was simply sniveling now and buried his head in the crook of the girl's neck and shoulder. How embarrassing! He was actually crying! Crying, for Arceus' sake! Tears were for the weak, but he couldn't help himself. The girl that was supposed to be his trainer was giving all her love and attention to someone else, and he had felt betrayed...left behind.
He wondered if that how some of the Pok?mon felt, Ariel looked at the Rat Pok?mon in his trainer's other arm and wondered if he felt like that, had he even been left behind before? He looked like he was experienced in battling against trainers so he must of had lots of battles. He must of been left behind a lot to. Ariel blinked, his sobbing reduced to quiet snivels. He felt sympathy for the rat.
A little later after Ariel calmed down and Kira bandaged up the poor Rat Pok?mon, she took out one of her brand new empty pokeballs, enlarged it and pointed it towards the rat. A bright red light came out consuming the rat Pok?mon and then returning back to into the ball taking the rat Pok?mon with it. Kira held the ball, watching the red light on the button flash. Ariel watched over her shoulder.
Kira shut her mouth, but her eyes stayed on him. No, she wasn't reading him or any of the sort, she was simply thinking. 'Same, but different.' "His eyes never glimmered like that." She murmured quietly. Summer's eyes didn't show the same kind of hatred, it was different, more like 'I'm better than you and I can kick your butt' kind of hatred, the one she was familiar with was the 'I hate you for you.' that was the one that really got her ticking.
"Sorry." She said once again. "I overreact sometimes and have weird mood swings. Some say I may be bipolar." She said stuffing her mouth with her food. As soon as she was done she wiped her mouth and simply stared at the tables surface. "Mr. Summer, do you hate anyone?" She didn't really know where that question came from. She was probably hoping for him to say 'I hate you'. She wouldn't be bothered by it, having heard the words many times before and Summer was no friend of hers and not even a life-long enemy so she wouldn't care, but for some reason she was hoping he'd say that.
She was weird like that, she found reason and drive in the oddest things, mostly hateful words. It was probably because she wanted to prove them wrong. She wanted to show that she could play the same game and win. She wondered if she played Summer's game would she win? how would he react if he lost? Would she be happy she won? Curiouser and curiouser. Kira's eyes suddenly lite up, having another odd idea in her head. She put her hand over her mouth making sure she didn't say anything as she continued to think it over.
'Character differences...that boy and I were so opposite that when we battled that one time in the contest, the crowd absolutely loved it.' In interviews the audience answered that they could really feel the tension and rivalry, it even got the judges excited. She wondered...if she could repeat that with Summer. Well...probably not the exact same tension, and she hasn't really seen Summer's style so she couldn't coordinate it as well as it should, but that was the challenge wasn't it? "Hmmn...'Save the juicy stuff for the stage'...huh?" She murmured again.
By this time Ariel had totally forgotten about the Bulbasaur and was looking at his trainer like she had absolutely, truly, lost her sanity. She was murmuring to herself! Now, this didn't happen often, in fact, it was probably the first time he's seen her so deep in thought and not actually blabbing it out like usual. He always suspected that his trainer had split personalities or whatever the humans called it, but he never thought he'd be stuck with such a loony.
"It's so sunny." Kira murmured as she walked through a path that would take her to Altai Cliff. She had heard that the beach on the other side looked absolutely stunning and the Water Pokémon were abundant in the area. This was the very reason she was going there now.
Kira had left her egg in her dorm in the makeshift incubator she had made out of her desk lamp, a cardboard box filled to the brim with soft blankets and the lavender blanket wrapped snugly around it. She didn't want to take any chances of dropping it or it getting involved in a battle.
Leading the way was Missy, holding up the school map with her tendril-like hair. Apparently the Ghost Pokémon was a hell of a lot better at reading a map than her trainer. "Mis! Mis!" She called over her shoulder to Kira, pointing ahead of them.
Curiously, Kira walked up beside Missy to what she was pointing at. An old woman, pacing back and forth in front of the cave looked distressed, troubled and a bit exhausted. Kira approached the woman cautiously not wanting to startle her.
"Um, Excuse me?" Kira called to the old woman.
The old woman turned to the young brunette, and upon seeing her, her eyes lit up with hope. "Oh thank goodness!" She said relieved. "Please, I am in need of your assistance, won't you help me?" The old woman questioned.
Kira, not being one to ever say 'No' to someone in need nodded and asked. "How may I be of service?"
“Oh, poor Princess, she's my granddaughter. She scampered off earlier this morning chasing some Krabby while we were walking along the beach. And now I can’t find her. Do you mind going to the beach and taking a look around for me? I’m sure she’s there and I just want her home. I’ll even let you borrow my Plusle and Minun. What do you say?” Said the old woman, holding in her hand two pokeballs that contained Plusle and Minun.
"Sure, No problem! You can count on me!" Kira said determinedly. "Mis!" Missy chimed along with her.
"Oh, thank you!" Said the old woman as she threw the two pokeballs into the air, releasing both Plusle and Minun.
"Plus, Plusle!" cheered the pink plus-cheeked and tail Pokémon.
"Min, Minun!" Cheered the blue minus-cheeked and tail Pokémon.
Kira blinked, having not scene such Pokémon before. Missy was tempted to scare them but Kira held her mischievous Pokémon back.
"Now, dears. You go with this nice little young lady here and help her go find Princess okay?" Said the old woman to the mouse-like Pokémon.
"Plus!" "Min!" They chimed together smiling at the old woman before walking up to Kira and giving her the same smile. Kira smiled back and bid the woman farewell and promised to get Princess back.
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Perhaps venturing into a dark cave without a flashlight was a bad idea. Kira kept tripping on random rocks and even bumping into something that she'd rather not find out what. Missy had no trouble since she could naturally see well in the dark, and Plusle and Minun were hitching a ride on Kira's shoulders.
Soon enough though, they made it through the cave safe and, slightly injured(Kira), but nonetheless sound. Looking around Kira smiled seeing the beach, it was just as she imagined it. The sun beaming high up from the sky, giving the rich cream colored sand an almost golden glow, and sparkle like diamonds. The water was crystal perfect, a few palm trees here and there, and when they said abundant with water Pokémon, they weren't kiddin'!
"Hot, Damn!" Kira murmured. And boy, was it hot. It was a good thing she wore a white tank top and blue shorts with her green bathing suit underneath, just in case she got wet. Her gray messenger bag, as always was strapped across her shoulder. "Right, Let's look for Princess!" She cheered pumping her fist into the air. Plusle and Minun copying her gesture with a cheer. Missy cheered as well but was a bit grumpy about the brightness of the sun, she preferred the cave.
"Princess!"
"Plus Plus!"
"Min Min!"
"Drea!"
They each called looking for any signs of a person that would fit the description of a girl named Princess, or maybe even just a sign on any person really. |
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Post by dreamlife on Oct 7, 2009 16:18:59 GMT -5
Here are my samples. Each is my own work. 1st and last are the same story. Middle one is a reply to a mod. who was lacking in thier plot. If anything is wrong, please let me know. This is a battle between a Glameow named Nova and a wild Buizel (Nova is missing an eye and his long tail)
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My orders he wondered. Nova was fighting just fine without any command from him at all. Novas brutal and feisty battle style shocked all of them. Was this his true nature or just a result of the berries he had eaten earlier, nevertheless Rioji loved it. But even with the Buizel being just a level higher, Nova matched her strength and speed. Rioji thought for a sec.
“Nova, use the first half of your Fakeout to boost your speed.” He knew that Fakeout was a move only effective on the first attack but he was sure that the extra speed boost would help beneath Nova in battle.
“Stay sharp and keep it up and let your claws do the talking.” Rioji commanded.
Nova sprung into action, growling at her just as she did him before. The Buizel quickly spun around and fired a Sonicbomb close to the ground. However Nova saw it coming and within seconds his hind leg leaped right over. P*ssed that her plan to trip up the feline failed she launched another water gun while Nova was in med air.
“Now!” Rioji shouted just as the huge jet stream was about to make contact.
Nova vanished from sight and appeared right behind her slashing his claws deep within her left thigh. She wailed in pain retaliating with a quick smack of her tails. They sent Nova back a few feet. He shook his head dazed at the blow. She grinned at him, knowing full well she hit him in his blind spot. Nova growled once more to counter the ringing in his ear and to by him some time. The Buizel hung back for a sec then seizing the opportunity raced forward with a Quick Attack.
“Nova, dodge it!” Rioji shouted in the hopes that Nova would leap up just like before.
But luck wasn’t on Nova’s side as she tackles him, sending him sliding back from the force.
Nova dug his claws into the dirt to slow down his momentum and prevent him from crashing into the tree just a few feet behind him. Seeing this, the Buizel bolted forward with another Quick Attack. Unfortunately she pushed off on her left leg and buckled under the pain to the ground.
(MY TURN) Nova growled charging in while the Buizel was trying to gain her footing. Claws glowing white, going straight in for an uppercut.
WHAM!
At the last second the Buziel inflated her yellow sac to deflect the blow. But given Nova reflexes he hurled around landing a kick to her face with his hind paws saying (YOUR NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO HAS SOME TRICKS).
Just then the two were locked in what in seemed to be an eternal grudge match. The Buizel had dropped to fighting on all four legs. Kicking and punching at Nova. Nova focused his one good eye and tried to dodge each blow as much as he could, fangs snapping at each other. One false move and Nova was caught into the grip of the Buizel. Quickly Nova took his hind legs at kicked dirt into her eyes forcing her to let go and wondered about blindly. With great haste Nova jumped onto her back and dug his claws into her shoulders.
The shriek of agony filled the air as she violently flopped about trying to get him off. Nova hung on for dear life trying not to get knock around.
Rioji not wanting this match to go on any longer pull his Pokéball from his waste and aimed it at Nova. Sharp thin red beams replayed over and over like a light show, as he tried to call him back. But it was no use Nova was riding her like she was a bucking bronco in a rodeo. With one desperate flail, the Buziel hurled herself into the back of a tree causing damage to both of them. Nova was force to let go as he fell to the ground. Each one stood up panting batter and bruised, bleeding like they were mortal enemies set to kill on another. The grimace of a stare hosted on each one was too much to bear. This match had gone on long enough.
One of them was about to go down… Neal askng for his 1st Pokémon.
Out of the center of the door loomed out a Ghasty. It dark core sphere hosting a brilliant purple haze seeped through the door as if it was nothing.
Come on in it said. Catching Neal off guard.
“Woh…That Ghastly just spoke..”
The Pokémon in this region must have evolved to the point they can learn human speech. Has the bond grown faster between humans and Pokémon in Laoki.
“…Cyeah” he grinned. Holding up his camera and snapping a quick picture. He thought it was mad at him, for its color became a slight ill green. Later to realize was because the smell of smoke was on him.
“Sorry about that” His soft rugged voice carried out.
He was now inside looking at the list of Pokémon he would choose from. He felt it queer to choose his partner off a checklist. Good selection in there line up. Not like most labs that would hand out three. So it was kind of hard to make and answer. His jade green eyes scrolled down to a Bagon and lower than that a Dratini. His family just adored Dragons. They were his favorite on the simulators at the academy. Grace and Gale his twin brother and sister both adored Bagon. Gale, more liking his full evolved form.
“Dra..” he was cut off at the Ghasty telling him that smoking was prohibited.
“Woh..Um..Yeah no problem.” giving off a silk smirk. Sort of laughing at himself, as if he would have done it without asking. He reached his hand to his face scratching the fine stubble hair on his cheek.
He was getting off to a bad start seemingly and Neal didn’t want that.
“Well Im Kaliff but you can just call me Neal.” His rugged voiced chimed out once more. This was crazy he thought. He was talking to a Pokémon. Something he never would have seen himself doing in life.
“Do you still have a Dratini here?” He asked now rubbing his fingers in his ginger-brown hair.
“But I was wondering… if I can get a shot of a Bagon before I do.” He grinned, eyes focus on Ghasty giant pupils.
“Only if that ok with the Prof.” He looked around for a bit. Where is the Professor, he thought. It was only at this time he heard faint snoring in the distance. looking for missing Pokémon Ranger. Tsume=Houndour, Jeb= Snubbull, Simba=Shinx Pippien=Taillow
The embrace of Becky grapes shot a wave of ruby red racing up his face. Her sweet whisper for help went straight pass his ear drum and down to his heart like a slingshot. If she was in any real danger he would have reacted without hesitation. Yet upon seeing how playful the little ghost was, he knew it was only joking around. Some hero, he thought, for this little she devil had got the best of him from before. Yet he kind of like the malevolent sinister vibe imaging from her. Before he knew, the Misdreavus was playing back a dreadful record. One that was all too real. He looked over at Edan, such fiery fused with tears filled his eyes.
This was his only family, and to hear such turmoil ring form her message would break even the strongest of souls. The only way to save them was to ask this little ghost for help. No telling what all had really transpired in their absence. Time was a major factor.
It wasn’t too long before Rioji found himself running alongside them following Misdreavus beautiful yet creepy purple aura. Racing in and out of the darkness, ducking and dodging branches, they all move swiftly and with great haste as if they had been trained ninjas. Revenge could be the only thing on this young’s boys mind, Rioji thought, yet he was seemingly excited that him and Becky were here to help him. The endless race came to a halt as Misdreavus lead them to a Hugh cliff with a steep incline. She motioned over to a large bush that gave off and odd light from behind it leaves.
“What is that?” Rioji asked not really expecting and answer. They walked over to it. He peered through the braches to see a small entrance to a cave.
“They must be in here.”
Without warning Edan dashed in followed be Simba. Rioji tried to grab hold of his collar yet the effort went without success.
“Let’s go” he whispered and they raced in to follow him.
Inside was moist and dripping. Little micro lamps sitting right next to each other decorated the cave walls. Small minute roots stuck out of cracks and a slight breeze managed to drift in from outside. They were happy to the Edan didn’t make it too far into the cave for the labyrinth of a maze stood before him. They walked over to him and Simba followed by Tsume and Jeb, with the Misdreavus playfully looming around Becky.
“There’s no telling which way they went, it would be forever before we could find them.” But Rioji was only speaking out of the moment before he stopped to think.
Edan lifted he hands to his mouth and called out for his family. Yet only the booming bellow of his echo responded back. Simba let out a series of mournful yepls. But his attempt made the same faith.
“Wait…” Rioji started to say. He looked down at Tsume and over to Jeb. “Becky…we're gonna need Jeb for this, as well as you too Tsume.”
He motioned for Jeb and he came close to his side trying to give the best salute as possible.
He looked over at Edan.
“Do you have anything of your father’s or you sister on you?” he asked. Edan pause for a second to think, then looking into his bag, pulled out a glove.
“It’s my father’s.” he said handing it to him.
“Great…here Jeb, Tsume, take a whiff of this.” He said handing the glove down for the two. They each sniff and looked over it franticly. Until he pulled it back and handed over to Edan.
“Now I need you two to see if you can pick up its scent.”
Jeb dropped to all four and poked his nose around just like Tsume, until finally they caught on. They each raced down the long tunnel. The young trainer’s raced after them with Misdreavus close behind. The air started becoming more frigid you could hear the sound of moving water coming from ahead. You could now see the white mist pour from their mouths. They tried to avoid the Paras and Sandshrew as much as possible; jumping over each one as if they were in some sort of video game. Every once and awhile a Zubat would dart down at them. But Simba kept them at bay with short little electric busts. Tsume let out a bark.
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Post by &&Ðяëāmÿ[ðòñò] on Nov 5, 2009 20:23:17 GMT -5
Oops. I'm sorry, but I didn't post here before my bio, but please don't get rid of my bio. >.< I'll still post here, but later.
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