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Post by retardedfork on Apr 27, 2006 23:15:23 GMT
as stinchle walked onto route one he stopped and let out kecleon.......poof......."kecleon...kec...kecleon. Hello kecleon my name is stinchle and i am your new owner. As they talked to one another they started to walk further on into route 1
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Post by Professor Gravon on Apr 28, 2006 2:19:18 GMT
Up ahead two spearow were battling one another. Three ratatta scampered under Stinchles feet to watch the battle up ahead. They hid in the grass. |
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Post by retardedfork on Apr 30, 2006 2:04:03 GMT
As stinchle and kecleon stood in shock of the two fighting spearow, kecleon finally got up and ran toward the two.
stenchle with confusion got up and ran after kecleon not knowing what he was going to do.
kecleon got to the two spearow and started to say something when....
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Post by Professor Gravon on Apr 30, 2006 15:22:52 GMT
Both the spearow stopped their battle and looked menacingly at kecleon.
<What do you want?> They both squawked angrily.
<Fight! Fight! Fight!> The ratatta chanted in the grass. |
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Post by retardedfork on May 1, 2006 22:24:24 GMT
<i just wanted to watch you two fight>.< i have never watched one before>. kecleon wait don't talk to them you might get hurt.("
a few minutes later") kecleon are you all right. kec....kecleon. whew i am glad you are OK. well kecleon lets go.
As kecleon and stinchle walked further on they walked up to a path and stoped to eat lunch when.....
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Post by Professor Gravon on May 2, 2006 6:59:48 GMT
A fat pidgey farted. It flew from the ground into the air flapping it's wings furiously to stay in the air.
<I'M FLYING! I'M FLYING! I'M FLYING! I'M FLY... FALLING! I'M FALLING! OWCH!> It chirped as it fell with a thud overhead. |
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Post by retardedfork on May 5, 2006 23:36:39 GMT
here's ower chance kecleon to get a pokemon....but what do we do? oh yah kecleon use a tackle! "i think thats what i do" as stinchle thought to himself.
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Post by Professor Gravon on May 6, 2006 3:36:02 GMT
It picked itself up off the ground just in time to get tackled by kecleon (ooc: even though kecleon doesn't learn tackle). Kecleon changed to to the flying type!
It got up and walked around ever so clumsily. It tripped and rolled down the road and bumped into Stinchle's feet.
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Post by retardedfork on May 7, 2006 21:22:02 GMT
hey there little pidgey would you like to join kecleon and me. if not i will just through a poke ball anyway and catch you so do you want the easy way or the hard way( being beat up)so it up to you.
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Post by Professor Gravon on May 8, 2006 1:43:27 GMT
The pidgey considered these options, looking up at Stinchle upside down. The poor bird was on it's back.
<Ok! I'm too fat to fight! So maybe you can whip me into shape!> |
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Post by retardedfork on May 8, 2006 2:03:51 GMT
ok well jump into the pokeball. and we will be on owr way. you and kecleon will be my best friends....... i will also help you to lose some of that wieght.
ooc.how do you create a pokemon card with your pokemon on it
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Post by Professor Gravon on May 8, 2006 3:26:09 GMT
It pecked the ball and got sucked in.  ((Stats)) Nickname: (you choose) Species: Pidgey Gender: (You Choose) Level: 4 Attacks: Gust, Tackle, Sand Attack Ability: Keen Eye Persona: Lazy <Ugh! I can't fit in it!> It said popping out. <Looks like I just have to roll along next to you!> |
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Post by retardedfork on Aug 8, 2006 6:54:58 GMT
as stinchle looked at the running pokemon he wondered what was going on.
then he remembered want it was it was a........
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Post by PBK on Aug 8, 2006 6:57:14 GMT
Three Sentret popped out of the grass. They seemed to be wearing war paint around their eyes.
<Who you?> the first asked.
The three talked among themselves.
<Dinner!!!> they all cried at once, before diving at Stinchle and his pokemon. |
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Post by retardedfork on Aug 8, 2006 7:03:34 GMT
stinchle(replying to the pokemons actions) jumped in a unfasioned manor to the right, as he was doing so he fell right into a bush as he got up stinchle shrieked"ahhhhhhhh my arm i think you broke my arm". then he dug around in his bag to diapointingly find that it was empty and that he might have to go and buy some medical suplies. he then looked at the pokemon and said"look if you want to play thats fine but to hurt some one thats a different story, go play you game somewhere els."
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Post by PBK on Aug 8, 2006 7:05:42 GMT
The Sentrets watched the boy, a look of curiosity forming across their little faces.
<What's he doing?> one of them asked.
They talked among themselves for a moment more. Finally, one of them, pressumably the leader of the group, approached Stinchle and tapped him on the knee.
<Didn't your mother ever tell you not to play with your food?> he asked. |
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