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Post by Ray Jafari on Mar 16, 2017 1:57:56 GMT 11
Ray and company had come to the forests of Cherrygrove for a very interesting reason. It was said that deep within these woods was the arrow that marked the final resting place of the legendary hero of Cherrygrove, Sora Hood. This figure of fables was a thief who rob from the rich and give to the poor that Ray would hear about every night back in Lsvender Town. Now, he planned to find proof of this hero. However, as Ray and his merry Mon were walking through the forest, they heard the cries of a young boy.
"Sounds like trouble," Ray said out loud to his crew, "and where there's trouble, there's rescuing to be done."
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Post by Noerd on Apr 29, 2017 4:41:33 GMT 11
"GRRRRRRR!" "HISSSSSSSSS!" "RAAAAAAAAAAARRRRR!" "AAAAAAAAAAAH!" Such were the noises coming from deep within the forest as Ray quickly approached the source of the screams. The last noise was particularly interesting, as it didn't sound like the call of a feral creature. The other three were clearly angry growls from something. Well, things. Those "things" came quickly into sight as Ray arrived at a clearing in the woods. A little boy was being hunted by three Houndour, it seemed. The kid screamed out once more, terror carved into his face as clearly as could be. "H-HELP! SAVE ME! SOMEONE! ANYONE! I... um... uh..." The Houndour snarled at him as he yelled, hence the sudden change in tone. "Nice... nice doggies. Don't-" "RARRRRRRR!" barked one of the Houndour in response, and the boy jumped out of his skin in fright. The terrorised youngster quickly noticed Ray as he arrived on the scene and his face changed almost immediately. "Thank Arceus you're here!" He jumped to his feet with a relieved expression. The Houndour barked again, though, and he soon returned to the ground in fear. "Um, y-you're a trainer, right? Please, help us!" The boy indicated a trio of Pokémon to his side, who were all curled into the closest thing to a foetal position that they could manage. On closer inspection, they would be identifiable as a Budew, a Chingling and an Azurill. "We did nothing, I swear! Me and my pals here were just minding our own business, having fun in the forest. Then these angry gits tur-" One of the Houndour snarled ferociously, not appreciating the boy's choice of word there. "AH! I'M SORRY!" The boy cowered again, obviously incredibly worried for his own life. However, the Houndour had noticed Ray's presence and were now glaring at him. The boy spoke up again, his voice trembling in terror. "I-I c-can't fight, but my friends can. You can borrow one. Just one, though, I don't wanna hurt all of 'em!" What would Ray do now?
Three Houndour (Level 10) are threatening a School Kid's very life! The boy is offering one of his Pokémon to help you! You may pick one of either Azurill, Budew or Chingling! Please select three Pokémon to battle with and give orders. These may be three of your own or two of yours and one of the schoolboy's.
Please note: This will take the form of a Triple Battle. As such, positioning may be important.
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Post by Ray Jafari on Apr 30, 2017 2:21:11 GMT 11
Ray immediately leaped between the boy and the Houndour pack. Deciding to pull his vampire routine, Ray hissed like a bat at the dogs and summoned Skull Kid, Tails.EXE, and Lucky Rabbit to the field.
"You get to hiding, Kiddo," he said, "Don't come out til I say 'Get Dunked On'."
Still glaring at the Houndour, Ray motioned for Skull Kid to get in the middle, Lucky Rabbit left, and Tails.EXE right. The Pokémon followed their orders and hissed in sync with Ray.
"Skull Kid," Ray said, eyes glowing red in the moonlight, "use Bubble the middle one. Tails.EXE, use Psychic on the one on the right. Lucky Rabbit, Ice Ball on the left."
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Post by Noerd on May 5, 2017 2:44:59 GMT 11
The boy did as he was told and ran away as quickly as he could, stumbling several times along the way. His baby Pokémon followed his lead, stumbling included, and clumsily made their way to a safer spot. The Houndour pack began to follow, only to notice the trainer's trio of combatants stepping forward. Once they realised they weren't getting a free pass to the kid anymore, the Houndour snarled at their new opponents and prepared for a battle. But first to move would be Ray's team. At least, some of them. Tails.EXE began the match by firing a powerful wave of telekinetic energy at the right-most Houndour. The invisible wave smacked into it and... the canine seemed to absorb the blow completely. "Um... I think I can explain... Dark types like Houndour are immune to Psychic moves, sir..." the boy uttered weakly from a distance, still terrified despite his new safety. His claim seemed to be backed by the Houndour staring at Tails.EXE, scoffing in delight at the Abra's mistake. Though, this pleasure would be short lived as Skull Kid made his own move. The Wartortle bega blowing a barrage of beautiful bubbles at the... um... b-dogs. Each Houndour recoiled in severe pain, the Bubble attack hurting it significantly. "WOW! That's so smart! Bubble hits all the opponents AND it's super effective! Way to g-" the kid started, but a Houndour barked at him to shut him up again. The Houndour then acter almost simultaneously. The first two moves to come were the same, as the middle and right-most Houndour both coughed up a thick cloud of purple gas. The fumes spread across the battlefield immediately, coating the immediate surroundings in a violet haze. Skull Kid and Tails.EXE started to cough and splutter, the Smog working its magic on them. "Sm- Smog! Tha- that move-" the schoolboy tried to speak, coughing violently as he did so. Eventually, he gave up and prioritised covering his mouth. Once the Smog had died down enough, the left Houndour let loose a powerful Ember attack. The bright sparks of fire danced through the air, pelting Skull Kid repeatedly. The Wartortle didn't seem too bothered, though, and unsurprisingly the onlooker explained why. "Hah! Stupid dogs, using Ember on a Water type!" The "dogs" didn't appreciate this comment, though, and growled fiercely. The boy was starting to realise who was in the lead at this point, however, and didn't seem too scared this time. The last to move was Lucky Rabbit, who curled into a ball and rolled toward the dog that had just attacked Wartortle. As he rolled, his body glowed white with energy. Once he collided with the left Houndour, it slumped a little as it felt its energy draining from it. It wasn't long for this world, it seemed. The boy afforded himself a cheer, but only a brief one. Weather: Clear Helena ♀ Level 10 4/32 HP Status: None Used Ember on Skull Kid!
| Havoc ♂ Level 10 8/32 HP Status: Normal Used Smog on Skull Kid!
| Abyss ♂ Level 10 8/32 HP Status:Normal Used Smog on Tails.EXE!
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| Skull Kid Level 16 44/49 HP Status: None Skull Kid used Bubble on all targets! |
Tails.EXE Level 12 28/31 HP Status: None Tails used Psychic on Abyss! But it had no effect! |
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Post by Ray Jafari on May 6, 2017 3:07:28 GMT 11
Ray was a bit surprised by the lack of damage the Houndour received from the Psychic and took a mental note to google the boy's comments later. In the meantime, the oncoming Smog attack had to be properly dealt with to avoid further harm from the poison gas. Ray, still hoping his Vampire act would still be able to strike fear in these wicked canines, wiped away the fumes with the red and black checkered button up shirt he usually wore over his usual T-shirt as if it were some kind of cape.
"Not exactly the best time, Kiddo," he said, "You can give me the rest of your tidbits when the fight's over."
Ray then broke out a slice of Sprinkle Cookie he had received last Christmas. While Skull Kid appeared to have taken more damage, it was Tails.EXE that was in need of back up.
"Tails.EXE," he said, giving the Abra the cookie, "eat this. I've had it since last Christmas, so sorry ahead of time if it tastes awful."
"Items don't go bad," Tails.EXE both thought to himself and telepathically communicated to Ray, "but I accept you apology if it makes ya happy, pal."
"Anyway," Ray said, looking towards Skull Kid, "End these mutts with another Bubble attack, Skull Kid. Lucky Rabbit, switch out with Nightmare Queen so that she can get in on the EXP."
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Post by Lamont on May 10, 2017 14:19:43 GMT 11
The houndour were already unsettled by the amount of damage that had been unleashed upon them, their fear showing in more aggressive barking and growls -- but not a single one took a step closer to Skull Kid. There was a limp in each as they shuffled about, eyes glancing behind them as if judging their escape routes. None made a move to retreat just yet though, the two on the sides looking to their assigned leader for courage on this matter. A little came when the icy sandshrew was withdrawn. Havoc howled prematurely, rousing the other two into staying put as a new foe appeared. It looked weak. The fanged pokémon welcoming the young popplio to the field with snarls and taunts. They held little concern for the hovering psychic type off to the side, of who was handed a treat of some kind to nibble on. The hounds could deal with Tails.EXE later, for now they turned all of their focus onto Skull Kid. However, the wartortle was quick to respond to Ray's command. Before the three dogs could gang up on him Skull Kid unleashed another wide spray of bubbles to blast all three houndour back. Loud pops erupted around the area, mixing with the yelps of pain. It was time to retreat. Losing all coordination the trio of fiery hounds they went into a flurry of motion. Stumbling, they all fled different directions into the bush; leaving Ray the hero. Despite not yet hearing the phrase Ray instructed to wait for, the young boy and his band of baby pokémon burst from behind their rocky cover with a loud cheer. "Haha, yeah! Wow! That was amazing mister. You sure showed those dogs a thing or two." The young school boy hustled over, eyes ogling Skull Kid. "That bubble. Wow, so simple but so effective! I'll definitely have to remember that one. Boy, if you hadn't come along when you did we would have been a goner for sure!"His own words seemed to disappoint him, his energy dipping down into embarrassment at his failure as a trainer. "I wish I could train my pokémon as well as yours..." All three of his baby pokémon made to comfort the young lad, Chingling chiming happily as the azurill bounced into the air, budew rocking side to side with a hum. "Wait!" he suddenly blurted, eyes shooting up to gaze in admiration of Ray. "I've got an idea. As a reward for saving me how about you take one of my pokémon with you? Any one! I'm sure they'll grow into big strong pokémon with you as their trainer." The kid then dug into his pocket and withdrew a silver bell of which he forcefully thrust into Ray's hands. "Here! Take this too, you'll need it. It helps any pokémon feel calm and happy." VICTORY! Happiness unlocked!Rescuing this young school boy from the rampaging pack have unlocked Happiness for you and your Pokémon! With each battle participated, your Pokèmon will gain one happiness point per battle.
Nightmare Queen popped in just in time! She grew to LV 8 and gained +1 Happiness! Nightmare Queen would like to learn Disarming Voice; delete an old move? Skull Kid gave those hounds a lickin' and grew to LV 17 and gained +1 Happiness! He would like to learn Bite; delete an old move? Tails.EXE nommed dat cookie and grew to LV 14 and gained +1 Happiness! Lucky Rabbit gained some experience and grew to LV 11 and gained +1 Happiness! He would like to learn Furty Cutter; delete an old move? Jimmy gives you a Soothe Bell! Schoolboy Jimmy is offering you one of his friends!Please choose one: [img]http://www.dragonflycave.com/hgsssprites/298azurill.png[/img] [b]Azurill[/b] Name: [choose] Gender: [choose] Level: 10 OT: School Boy Jimmy Attacks: Bubble, Charm, Tail Whip, Splash Ability: [choose] Nature/Personality: [choose] Happiness: 0 [img]http://www.dragonflycave.com/hgsssprites/433chingling.png[/img] [b]Chingling[/b] Name: [choose] Gender: [choose] Level: 10 OT: School Boy Jimmy Attacks: Astonish, Wrap, Growl Ability: Levitate Nature/Personality: [choose] Happiness: 0 [img]http://www.dragonflycave.com/hgsssprites/406budew.png[/img] [b]Budew[/b] Name: [choose] Gender: [choose] Level: 10 OT: School Boy Jimmy Attacks: Absorb, Stun Spore, Growth, Water Sport Ability: [choose] Nature/Personality: [choose] Happiness: 0 Howls from the deeper forest signaled some other activity further on. Will Ray investigate or continue on with his own business? There is a left, center, and right path open to explore; or you can leave ((Sprinkle Cookie removed -- Tails.EXE should be Full HP for next encounter in quest))
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Post by Ray Jafari on May 11, 2017 1:16:48 GMT 11
Ray and Skull Kid reveled in their victory, doing their trademarked Sans Dance. As young Jimmy popped out and showered more admiration on the hero and his team, Ray humbly accepted the boy's Soothe Bell and proceeded to pick out one of the kid's Pokemon when the child made the offer. "While it really isn't my place to accept gifts for simply doing what anyone else would have done," he said, humbly, "I did sell the Chingling I got as a Christmas gift last year for some well needed cash." After another shower of compliments, Ray turned to the paths ahead. Focusing on the path in the center, his gaze caught the far off shadow of what appeared to be an stick lodged into the ground. "Is that...?" he said, turning to Tails.EXE. "Indeed it is," the Abra said, confirming with his psychic clairvoyance that the arrow marking the grave of Sora Hood was indeed at the end of the path, "Let's get it and head out of this spook trap." Excited by the prospect of finding proof of the existence of one of his childhood heroes, Ray ignored the mention of spooks in Tails.EXE's statement, quickly called his newfound Chingling back to its ball, motioned for his friends to follow him, and made a sprint down the path. "Gotta run, Jimmy," he said, waving goodbye to his newfound fanboy, "You're welcome." ChinglingName: Sora Hood Gender: Male Level: 10 OT: School Boy Jimmy Attacks: Astonish, Wrap, Growl Ability: Levitate Nature/Personality: Quiet/Admires Skull Kid to the point of wishing to be his sidekick Happiness: 0 (Skull Kid will forget Tackle to learn Bite, Nightmare Queen will forget Pound to learn Disarming Voice, and Lucky Rabbit will forget Scratch to learn Fury Cutter)
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Post by Marchbaby on May 15, 2017 13:57:02 GMT 11
As Ray followed the center path he soon came across a large contest tent. Outside of the tent there was a young man with a rather worried look on his face. Upon seeing Ray he walked over and began to talk to him hoping that he would be able to help with the current dilemma he was facing. " Oh good someone who might be able to help, there is a really nasty trainer in this tent who is abusing a poor Houndour. Do you think you could go in there and set him straight? Oh wait where are my manners? My name is Sammy and I could really use your help. Officer Jenny is busy on another case and I do not know who else to turn to." Before Ray could even answer the man inside the tents yelling scared Sammy so badly that he grabbed Ray by the arm and pushed him into the tent in a desperate act to try and stop the abuse. Rod noticed Ray and Sammy and walked over to them ready to pick a fight. " So I take it you are a fan? If so I am not doing autographs and if you are here for any other reason you are trespassing and if you do not leave now I will force you to leave so I can get back to putting this dumb Houndour in its place." Realizing that he would not talk Ray into leaving without force he sent out his Glameow. " I should have known words would not make you leave but force is a far more exciting option anyway. Glameow force these intruders from our tent at once." Glameow began to walk towards Ray ready to strike and Sammy grew worried. " Please do something quickly before that Glameow turns us into mincemeat." He said as he hoped Ray would be able to react in time. Co-ordinator Rod would like to battle. He sends out his Glameow (Level 10) please select a Pokemon.
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Post by Ray Jafari on May 16, 2017 1:23:25 GMT 11
Ray always did hate the Coordinator crowd. He always saw them as a bunch of rich pansies who thought they could impress people with their filthy money and a bunch of fancy words. Now that he saw one that actually abused Pokemon, Ray had even more hatred for Rod and his lot.
"Alright, Foul Brat," Ray said, grinning mischievously, "When I'm through with you and your cat, I'll be sure to bite your mother. I'm sure she'll make an attractive bride."
Ray made sure to show his fang like teeth to prove his vampire status.
"Before that though," he continued, glaring with his red eyes glowing in the moonlight, "I'll show you and your cat the true weight of your sins. Nightmare Queen, come out and use Disarming Voice."
While the Popplio did indeed plan to obey Ray's commands for this battle, she had overheard his threat to her opponent's mother and planned to make sure that didn't actually happen later on. However, that would come after the battle. A Queen never shows her resentment during combat. It isn't good form.
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Post by Lamont on May 20, 2017 14:22:02 GMT 11
Ray's initial banter brought a disgusted shock to the coordinator's face. "Wh-What?" With a flick of his head Rod recomposed himself, closing his eyes to help wash away the bizarre mental images of this random stranger and his mother. "You're twisted," he spat, now taking note of the pointed teeth covers. It only turned the brutal coordinator's lips into a smug grin. "You think this some kind game? Pah! We'll send you back under the rock you came from. Glameow: Fake Out!"The cat, though bruised and in obvious pain even before the battle had begun, wasted no time in springing into action. A pang of fear flashed through her eyes as she did so, however, it was unlikely it was caused by the intimidating show Ray was putting on. Glameow rushed toward Nightmare Queen only to stop a foot away, bowing down into a playful stance looking ready to pounce. The spiral tail circled around and round, the feline hopping to each side making her rather unpredictable on when she was going to strike. Despite her injuries Glameow was very swift. Deciding not to wait any longer to defend from an attack the sea lion cleared her throat and prepped for one of her grand wails. However, the moment her complete focus left her opponent the cat bolted forward in a lightning motion. A flash of grey as all she saw as a paw swept passed her nose and raked down her side. Nightmare Queen gasped in surprise, voice catching in her throat as she refused her opponent the satisfaction of hearing her yelp. Though, this vocal shut down had the adverse effect of losing her chance at an attack. Trainer Battle Weather: Clear Glameow | LV 10 | Limber HP: 100% (32/32) Status: Normal Used Fake Out! VS
Nightmare Queen | LV 8 | Liquid Voice HP: 75% (21/28) Status: Normal Flinched!
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Post by Ray Jafari on May 20, 2017 23:40:17 GMT 11
Ray took note of the Glameow's pain and it only fueled his hatred for this violent snob. It was time to get seirious. Luckily, our hero had spent several weeks conditioning Nightmare Queen to feel a surge of motivation and courage when he sings.
"I am warning you, Javert
We're a stronger team by far
There is power in us yet
Our race is not yet run."
"Use Disarming Voice," Ray said, "and throw in a Water Pledge if you can."
(Used Running Shoes)
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Post by Lamont on May 26, 2017 12:44:28 GMT 11
Following the opening exchange he was quite pleased with himself, his smug grin widening gruesomely along his face. "Spout all the poetry you want it won't make your pokémon win," the man retorted, only slightly taken aback by the colorful character that'd stepped into his tent. "Get up there again Glameow. Scratch that ridiculous pink nose."The feline meowed pathetically then rushed forward, each step landing a little heavily for what one would expect of a limber cat. She may have been less perky than the usual prissy glameow but the fear that drove her kept her just as speedy as could be anticipated. The ball of bruises and fur slipped in close to Nightmare Queen and raised her claws to the popplio. The prim and proper pup attempted to hop to the side, avoiding the worst of it but still receiving a rake of claws down her side. It was then her turn to retort. A high pitched tune an opera singer would be proud of split the air as Nightmare Queen opened her mouth and sang out. Glameow cried in agony, ears flopping down as the cat made to bury her head under her paws. Rod did nearly the same, covering his own ears and growling after he got over the initial wince. "What kind of clowns are you?" he shouted. Despite Rod's best efforts to hide it, Ray would be able to see the subtle pangs of fear and worry that slipped through the coordinator's facade. It was clear the coordinator had no idea what he was up against, but there was no way in hell he was going to admit such a thing. "Stop toying around Glameow. You're the dominate one, assert yourself! Show these buffoons who's boss here."Glameow rose back into a pitiful battle stance, legs trembling, and took a deep breath. Delving into the barren recesses of her self-worth she clutched the soft ground with her claws, fur bristling in an attempt to appear more menacing. She then let out the most intimidating growl she could manage. It sounded and looked like she was having great difficulty coughing up a hairball. It was so sad Nightmare Queen couldn't help but feel even more sorry for the beaten cat, lowering her desire to strike her opponent as Rod has clearly been doing. Thankfully she didn't really have any physical type moves anyway, and so the queen followed through in full force with a water pledge as instructed. A torrent of water erupting all around Glameow and sending the poor thing tumbling around, now all soaked. The cat shivered feebly. "Tch, get your act together you dumb cat. If you don't win this you're in for more lashings," threatened Rod. Behind, moving along the sides of the tent, Ray would notice a shadow of a person. It was likely that Sammy character. Rod was unaware of anyone other than Ray, which could be an advantage should things go awry, but it would have been nice if Sam had given the 'vampire' a better idea of what was going on. Trainer Battle Weather: Clear Glameow | LV 10 | Limber HP: 31% (10/32) Status: Normal Used Scratch! Used Growl! VS
Nightmare Queen | LV 8 | Liquid Voice HP: 46% (13/28) Status: -1 ATK Used Disarming Voice! Used Water Pledge!*Running Shoes Exhausted
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Post by Ray Jafari on May 27, 2017 2:31:13 GMT 11
Ray saw the pain in the Glameow's eyes as it attempted to impress it's master. If he could, Ray would end this poor creature's suffering right now by beating the life out of the trainer that dared to threaten such an innocent looking Pokemon. Nevertheless, this battle looked like it would last at least another turn after this one.
"I got a better idea," Ray said, losing his composure at his foe's threat to the Glameow, "If you lose, I get to beat the life out of your evil death worshipping body and send you back to Hell where you belong!!!"
Ray was clearly unable to contain his anger for much longer, so whatever Sammy was planning better be quick. Ray used a Potion to heal up Nightmare Queen before the next move, just to be safe.
"Nightmare Queen," he said, still filled with anger, "Use another Water Pledge."
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Post by Lamont on May 31, 2017 9:50:27 GMT 11
A shiver crawled its way down Rod's spine at the venom in Ray's words. He was a cruel person, he was aware, but his methods were a means to an end. This character though... the way he threatened Rod was malicious. A true hatred burning through each syllable. The coordinator didn't have any snarky retort this time. Instead sweat became accumulating on his temples as his eyes darted this way and that, going from pokémon to pokémon, to Ray briefly, and then to other things off to the side. "This is your last chance cat," Rod growled quietly, barely keeping any attention to the battle field by this point. "You are going to knock out that dog or else, got it!" His voice increased in volume as he spoke, but so did the wavering. His discomfort was plain to see and hear. Still, even with her trainer slowly falling apart Glameow had no choice but to obey. The feline huffed, gathering the strength she needed to continue fighting, then set off once again. She trot along toward Nightmare Queen, claws extending once she was close. The popplio didn't even bother to try to dodge this one. It was clear who was going to win this and the Queen wasn't going to show any weakness. Instead she would bear down and prepare for the best shot and end this pitiful creature's struggle. And so she did. The scratch hit, claws sliding down her flesh with a sharp pang. Nightmare Queen winced, struggling to keep it together after the strike, but her focus would pay off. Following Glameow's attack the sea lion sent forth another Water Pledge to slam against the feline's broadside. It was a tumble of fur and water, each roll gaining dirt from the floor of the encampment to cake the poor cat in mud. She didn't get up. VICTORY!
Nightmare Queen grew to LV 11 and gained +1 Happiness! She would like to learn Baby-Doll Eyes; delete an old move?
Coordinator Rob was too wrought with panic to be concerned for his loss. With no hesitation he stepped to the side and pulled down some shelving to clatter across the path directly to him. He ran for it. Didn't even recall his pokémon as he broke into a frightful retreat from the scary figure that was Ray. As he made for the back exit, cloth doorway flapping open with a swift thrust of his hands, he would find himself on the ground. "Ah hah!" cried the boy from earlier: Sammy. The kid had caught Rod by surprise and wrestled him to the ground. "O-Oh no! Please! I-I... please..." The spineless coordinator began begging for his life with his face in the dirt. His words turned more into whimpers as time went on. "Wow, fantastic work there guy. I've called for the police so they should be here any moment now. Seems they are in the area anyway for other reasons so this guy'll be in the back of a cruise in no time. I can take it from here. And I'll make sure that Glameow and Houndour are taken care of properly." Sammy waved for Ray to come closer then dug into a back pocket of his. Once his hand returned he extended it out to Ray and offered a rather lucrative item. "Here, this is for helping. It's a Luxury Ball. This baby will make any pokémon in it as happy as can be. It's like the comforts of a 5 Star Hotel." Sammy chuckled happily as he sat on the green haired coordinator. "If you ever want another you just let them know at the Cherrygrove Market that you're a friend of mine and they'll sell these to you. I'll make sure to put in a good word! Thanks again!" Ray was given a Luxury Ball! The horrible Coordinator is in custody! And so are his pokémon and that troublesome Houndour. There are still more paths available to trek: Left, Right, or head out of the forest
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Post by Ray Jafari on Jun 1, 2017 0:58:33 GMT 11
Ray nodded in gratitude for his reward, distracted by the fainted Glameow. Approaching the pitiful kittien, he wiped away the mud in its fur and used a revive on it, stroking its fur to show he meant no harm. As the feline purred in Ray's lap, the trainer began to sing to it while Nightmare a Queen supplieda backing melody.
"It's not fair to be alone After what you've been through So let me be your best friend Please let me stay with you I'll keep trying to reach out I'm never leaving you Imagination fuels me I want to be with you I will show my love always Because it's clear to me Together we'll do anything Our life isn't easy"
As the police entered the tent and apprehended Rod, they approached Sammy about directions to the nearest Pokémon Center where the Glameow can be placed for adoption.
"Let me care for him," Ray said, "I'm the one who defeated Rod in battle. I've shown this Glameow kindness and I'm afraid I've gotten a bit attached. I'm happy to let you take it to the Pokémon Center either way. I just thought I'd bring up the option."
(The thread shall end at the next mod post. I really do want to adopt the Glameow if that's ok.)
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