Zaiden Luminous Encounter #1

[Tarlar]

Cutiefly [Lv 9] is curious to what Zaiden is looking for.
Weather will be Clear Skies (Clear)
Encountered here

[Caramell 🍬]

ZAIDEN KABILA Aspiring Champion Bike Mode: On | Time: Day Thoughts raced inside locked behind the steely brown gaze of the teeanger’s mind in quiet retrospection. He hummed softly, feet pounding against the earth locked in the inevitable battle. Would there be the option where he stood victorious amongst the heap, two birds in hand a solution to Sylvester’s plight? Or would he remain trapped in the thick weeds that clumped, spiraling from branches in long tendrils like curtains to block out his advance to deeper and darker reaches? And though he thought he’d heard wings beating against the open breeze, every direction seemed to lead to the same dead ends. Small yellow flies buzzed in and out of sight. They were small and insignificant, just like the young teenager whose existence seemed only a momentary disturbance. Zaiden pulled his head out of a bush and watched diminutive, translucent wings buzz in a heady need to escape from the young human’s grasp. Was it mankind’s folly that chased wild things into hidden reaches, or simply their destructive nature that scared them and kept them at bay? Still, the small insect buzzed in a quiet dance, little actors scripting out their scenes as Zaiden continued to search. Brown feathers lost to a sea of brown trunks seemed such an improbability for a young and naïve soul like Zaiden, though. Soft buzzing amplified as though being played on radio speakers who volumes tripled in an instance. Zaiden pulled his head back out and washed his silent chocolate brown gaze over the landscape for a second, taking heed of a singular Cutiefly as it darted around his head in curious wonderment. Would it aid them in their quest or simply found itself unafraid in comparison to its cousins who remained aloof and out of reach? He was aware of their presence, given the fact he’d managed to snag one within a past bug catching contest he’d entered. Still, something about this one remained a intriguing mar against the perfectly imperfect disfigurement of life. It would be silly to ask it where the Farfetch’d went… He quietly observed. Where would the words lend themselves? Stuck between a barrier where the two stood on polar opposites, guided by strange gestures whose interpretations seemed lost to the gentle push and pull of misunderstandings? I wonder why it’s so close though… He ponder softly to himself with a soft smile and admired the uniqueness of the small bug-type Pokemon all the same. She was a tiny dancer whose moves were too pure for the world, simply spinning around the blushing flowers whose pink and purple hues dotted thick bushes and wildflowers with each. Same as all her kind, locked leagues away from Zaiden’s grasping hands and only inches away from his line of sight all the same. Large translucent wings roared in comparison in the open breeze, carrying with them a sharp red body with bright green striped over large eyes. Tonbo buzzed close to the herd of Cutiefly, head tilting in different directions as understanding slowly downloaded. Though scattered twigs tangled in the tall emerald grasses immediately stole his attention, causing the long-bodied dragonfly to zip out of focus just as quickly. He gathered them in a huffed hurry, scurrying to brush them out of the way into a neat little pile. What a mess! Zaiden called out a small green cocoon who carcass stood quietly against the gently flowing breeze and whose large eyes stared up at Cutiefly with soft growls locked underneath his vocals. “Could you see what our tiny dancer wants?” Zaiden’s words were soft and polite, a gentle nod in confirmation. Kemushi huffed, narrowing his focus on the small fly whose miniature wings swayed its tiny body on the open breeze. An enemy of this flying Pokemon whose wings posed certain death? Rocks weren’t meant to crack and break under such immense pressure, instead being titans in the breeze that only clamored until mountains were formed in their wake. Kemushi was different, this he knew, and so he needed to carefully protect himself from the winged adversary. “You mean us no harm, right? Why are you so close to my trainer’s face?” Kemushi asked, trying to nudge closer to the tiny dancer. OOC: Sending out Tonbo then switching to Kemushi. Kemushi uses Tackle! Words: 704 | Speech. Thoughts. | Pokedex Cho | Moyashi | Tonbo | Kanja | Goshikka | Kemushi | Zaiden Sprite by Redwerecat!

[Tarlar]

When Zaiden looked straight at the tiny bug, it froze and stared back wide eyed, ready to dart at any given moment. He didn't make any big movements with his arms, nor did he make some sudden loud noises, so it relaxed a bit again. After a quick hesitation it buzzed into the hole Zaiden had just checked out, and when it found it empty it came out again, looking puzzled.
A roar of wings sent the tiny cutiefly swirling in circles in the air, and it squealed in fear, it sounded really cute. The spores which was blasted off it was too scattered and little to bother any of them.

When it had gotten a hold of itself, it dived into the nearest bush and hovered in there watching the outside nervously. It flinched when someone spoke to it, but relaxed again when it realized it was a metapod, which were plentyfull in these areas and not a threat to it, although it hadn't tried one taking contact like this before. Usually the metapods just laid in waiting, silently and hoping not to get noticed or disturbed until their time for evolution and they got wings on which they departed the area.

The cutiefly buzzed closer to the cocoon looking curious. "To see what it was seeing?" It answered with a tiny soft voice, "what has your trainer lost? What is it, it is looking for?" it asked and flew closer to Kemushi, a bit too close and his not so coordinated attempts to move by nudging, make him whack lightly into the cutiefly, who involuntarily released another thin cloud of spores, which ones again didn't bother anyone.
"Why are you moving around and not just laying still waiting?" It asked the green cocoon afterwards.



Wild Encounter

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Weather: Clear

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Wild Cutiefly LV 9
HP 78% [22/28]

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Kemushi LV 10
HP 100% [33/33]

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Cutiefly: Normal
Kemushi [Shed Skin]: Normal

SP++ Kemushi switched in!
SP22 Cutiefly used Stun Spore! Missed!

SP22 Cutiefly used Stun Spore! Missed!
SP14 Kemushi used Tackle!



(ooc: Tonbo has participated)

[Caramell 🍬]

ZAIDEN KABILA Aspiring Champion Bike Mode: On | Time: Day Kemushi hummed softly to himself. When were wild Pokemon curious enough to try and hunt for the things that trainers and their companion Pokemon eagerly searched for? In truth, even Kemushi didn’t understand Zaiden as he hunted and searched the area for a creature that was actively nowhere to be found. He turned to stare at the beige teenager with his messy mousy brown hair cut so short you could barely run your fingers through it and shrugged. “Some missing birds, I think. I don’t know. Aren’t birds just something that’s everywhere in a forest?” Kemushi asked with a bored, soft sigh. It didn’t make a whole hill of beans sense to him. Neither did Cutiefly’s next question though. It reminded Kemushi of all the times other Pokemon kept interfering when he explained how unique and special he was. He was going to break free of this shell one day and show them all! When he transformed into something smooth and cool like a Rhydon or possibly a Golem, then they would all have to respect Kemushi’s unique typing. “Why should I remain still? What would that benefit me?” Kemushi tried to understand. “Rock Types are a lot tougher than your garden variety bugs, you know.” Kemushi tried to enlighten his newfound friend, who kept throwing spores around the area so much so that Kemushi sneezed. That was not a pleasant feeling at all! Kemushi shook himself and turned back to Cutiefly, who seemed as entranced in what they were hunting for as his own trainer and shrugged. Maybe the small bug knew something about the woods around them? It growled softly up to its trainer. Zaiden, in exchange, stared down at Metapod and blinked slowly as if he were concentrating hard to do his best to understand what his Pokemon was trying to convey to him. “Cutiefly…wants to be a friend?” Zaiden reached a hand up and scratched the underside of his chin thoughtfully as he considered the notion quietly. Was it really that simple though? Kemushi shook his whole body and sighed loudly as Zaiden turned away from them both. Zaiden rummaged through his bag and immediately pulled out a small red-and-white Poke Ball that he balanced on a branch nearby Cutiefly. He gestured with a small shrug towards the small orb and waited to see what the bug would choose, rich brown eyes blinking quietly as they awaited the small yellow fly’s consideration. “Yeah, he’s not really understanding me well. I think the bird was like. Really big! Or maybe no….and had a stick? A green stick! That it likes to spin around? I don’t know birds like that, though.” Kemushi laughed nervously as he ignored Zaiden’s offer of a small Poke Ball. “If I’m making any sense at all, have you seen something like that?” The large usually blank eyes of the green cocoon stared up quietly waiting to hear what Cutiefly might say. It wriggled nervously in its spot and hopped forward, hoping to try and lead the charge through the tall grasses towards wherever the strange birds might hide. All Cutiefly needed to do was to point them in the right direction and it wouldn’t be much of a problem from there for them to figure everything else out, hopefully? “I think he’s lost between you and me. This forest is really big!” Kemushi jested with a wide smile and gestured with the pointed top of his head around the entire area where leaves silently floated down from the canopies above to be discarded on the forest floor below. OOC: Using 1 Poke Ball self-deducted [x4 left]. If that fails then using Tackle! Words: 602 | Speech. Thoughts. | Pokedex Cho | Moyashi | Tonbo | Kanja | Goshikka | Kemushi | Zaiden Sprite by Redwerecat!

[Professor Oak]

The Cutiefly felt a surge of annoyance course through its minute body. This strange, beige creature with the booming voice simply didn't understand. Befriending a human wasn't a possibility. Its kind weren't meant for enclosed spaces, their wings craved the open sky, the freedom to flit between fragrant wildflowers and chase playful breezes. The Pokeball, with its synthetic red and white colours, was anything but alluring to it. It represented captivity, a life devoid of the sweet nectar that stained its fuzzy legs and the thrill of escaping hungry predators at the last possible moment.

"Lost?" the Cutiefly scoffed, its voice a high-pitched whine that vibrated in the humid air. "This is my home, every rustle of leaves, every gurgle of the hidden stream, I know it all." With a flicker of its wings, the Cutiefly unleashed a sparkling barrage of Fairy Wind. The shimmering dust swirled around Kemushi, momentarily stunning him.

"Alright, alright," the Cutiefly explained to Kemushi, the excitement in her voice a stark contrast to Metapod's nonchalance. "Big bird, green stick? Sounds like a Farfetch'd to me."

She hovered a hair's breadth away from Kemushi's large eyes. "But those fellas are as skittish as a Scatterbug in a Grafaiai convention. You gotta be sneaky, gotta follow the right trails."

With a disgruntled puff of air, Cutiefly released another burst of spores, a shimmering cloud that danced towards the trainer and his Pokemon. This time, the spores caught Kemushi off guard. He lurched back, his sluggish body even more sluggish, a strange numbness creeping through his hard exterior. Panic flared as he realised he couldn't move, his normally responsive body failing him entirely. Cutiefly, oblivious to the unintended consequence of its actions, zipped closer.

As it got closer a horrifying realisation dawned as Kemushi rolled over and the Cutiefly found itself trapped, its small body pinned beneath the unyielding weight of the cocoon. Just as despair threatened to engulf the Cutiefly, a tremour ran through Kemushi's form. A sharp crack echoed through the stillness, followed by a sickening squelch. Cutiefly squeezed its eyes shut, bracing for the worst. But instead of pain, a wave of cool air washed over it. Dazed, it opened its eyes to find itself staring not at the dull green surface of the cocoon, but at a smooth, glistening carapace. Kemushi had shed his skin!


Wild Encounter

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Weather: Clear

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Wild Cutiefly LV 9
HP 61% [17/28]

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Kemushi LV 10
HP 73% [24/33]

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Cutiefly: Normal
Kemushi [Shed Skin]: Normal

SP++ Zaiden used Poke Ball! Cutiefly broke free!
SP22 Cutiefly used Fairy Wind! -9 dmg

SP22 Cutiefly used Stun Spore! Kemushi paralysed!
SP147 Kemushi used Tackle! -5 dmg
Kemushi shed his skin!


(ooc: Tonbo has participated)

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SPOILER: Click to show

capture? (<73)
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move 1 p_1-3
move 2 p_1-3p_1-100

para p_1-4 tackle crit. p_1-16

end turn shed skin p_1-3

1-100·1-3·1-3·1-100·1-4·1-16·1-3

[Caramell 🍬]

ZAIDEN KABILA Aspiring Champion Bike Mode: On | Time: Day The gentle breeze that playfully tugged at the wild flowers blooming in the tall grasses around them caused a small shiver to crawl inside of Kemushi's shell. Cutiefly seemed innocent enough with its charm and sweet ways, though Kemushi wondered quietly if it was also a bit dense. It questioned Kemushi, not fully grasping what he was trying to say in reference to his trainer, causing a low groan to escape him. "My trainer, I mean." He nodded, shaking his entire body to point the tip of his head towards Zaiden. "He's lost." He repeated. Cutiefly assured the green cocoon that it knew every rustle of leaves and every gurgle in the hidden streams. That seemed skeptical at best. Trees regularly shed their leaves, growing new ones where the old ones once were. Cutiefly would need to fly tirelessly and constantly, to keep up with such massive changes throughout an entire forested area. But if it was in tuned with its surroundings, then Kemushi could simply enlist its help in finding these strange, feathered creature his trainer seemed to be obsessed with finding. "Do you also know every Pokemon that lives here?" He widened one eye as if to observe Cutiefly and its answers more thoroughly. A Farfetched was a Pokemon the hardened shell had never heard of before or met. It sounded strange, like something you couldn't quite believe existed when someone tried to convince you it was real. He hummed softly while closing his eyes briefly and thought. Was the Cutiefly just trying to lead them on some epic chase with nothing to show for it, or was it legitimately helping them out? It was difficult to discern, especially as Cutiefly released strong spores that buried their way inside of his shell. Ouch! What was that for?! "Are they common around here or something? Do you know the Farfetched personally, like friends, or something?" Kemushi asked, grumbling in pain as he physically split his shell open, ripping his exoskeleton clean off of his body, and healed himself. Hopefully, he wouldn't need to keep doing that too many times, it made him feel a bit weaker in the moment. But as he wriggled ans tested his new skin out, Kemushi began to feel even better in the new shell. "Do they live close by, then? Maybe I can help lead my trainer to them so he won't have to keep hunting for so long!" Kemushi added excitedly. Zaiden frowned as Cutiefly popped back out of the ball with barely any effort and buzzed loudly. He just didn't understand. Was it actively rejecting the biege teenager and his mismatched team of ragtag Pokemon? He couldn't blame the small bug if it preferred its home over being brought along or left inside of a Pokemon Center. Though, some Pokemon actively wanted to go with trainers, and we're just sometimes scared of the contraptions they used to catch them with. How could he figure out what was the right answer to Cutiefly's mystery? When Zaiden watched the small bug paralyze his partner, though, he knew he needed to act fast! Whether Cutiefly was actively rejecting their proposal or not, Zaiden snatched another small red-and-white orb up into the palm of his hands. With the click of a button, he tossed it after Cutiefly in a hurry to stop it from dealing a worse status affect to his friend than the spores had previously caused. Thankfully, Kemushi's ability kicked in almost instantly, causing him to molt into a fresh, new exoskeleton. Kemushi would keep bouncing whilst talking to Cutiefly, risking possibly accidentally tackling it again. He just couldn't hold still! OOC: Using 1 Poke Ball self-deducted [x3 left]. If that fails then using Tackle! If battle ends please use mod bar on Gosshika! Words: 607 | Speech. Thoughts. | Pokedex Cho | Moyashi | Tonbo | Kanja | Goshikka | Kemushi | Zaiden Sprite by Redwerecat!

[Tarlar]

Cutiefly still didn't seem to understand what Kemushi meant, how could you be lost in the forest? That was impossible, it was so easy to find your way around, if nothing else you followed your nose or your ears and they would tell you exactly where you were and then you knew how to get where you wanted to go. If you didn't, then how would you get the best flowers when they were the fullest of nectar?
It sent the metapod another curious glance, "yes of course, we all live here right?" It answered, it needed to know which pokemon were dangerous to it and which weren't, who were a rival to the flowers and who were good to have around.
"They are not seen often, they hide well," it repeated as it had only seen the wild ones once or so. "Then there are the two who helps the human fell trees and removes them, but they are not here alone and always leave again," it added thoughtfully.
"But what would you want with them? Do you want to take trees too?" It asked confused.

Their conversation got cut short by a plethora of things, a pokeball was thrown and rejected and the cutiefly was almost squashed to death (at least if you asked it)!
Cutiefly might have retreated there if not the metapod's continued bouncing distracted it, it had never gotten the answer to why the cocoon kept moving, although to be fair, that was probably because it had been to distracted by having its life squeezed out of it to care.
"But, but will you have enough energy to evolve by jumping?" It asked confused, "I thought you needed to save energy, that was what I was told.." it said and got cut short as yet another pokeball rammed into it and violently sucked it inside. For whatever reason, it stayed inside which probably wasn't by its own choosing with how it had acted before.
Now it would have to get used to a lot bigger world than the one it was used to, and probably a lot less flowers in the everyday life.
As for Kemushi, it seemed like he had more than enough stored energy to undergo an evolution. His body did all it could to tell him that it was time, just say the word and his new wings could get tested to see if they could carry him.

Kemushi endured and grows +2 levels to [Lv 12]!
He also gains +1 Happiness! (+2)

What's this?! Kemushi is trying to evolve!
If you allow it he will learn Gust and his ability will change to Compound Eyes


Tonbo helped out and grows +1 level to [Lv 15]!
He gains +1 Happiness! (+3)


Goshikka grows +2 level to [Lv 10]!

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[b]Cutiefly[/b]
Name: [choose]
Gender: [choose]
Level: 9
OT: Zaiden Kabila
Moves: Absorb, Fairy Wind, Stun Spore
Ability: Honey Gather or Shield Dust
Nature/Personality: [choose]


Caught(85%): XKjD1Ja1p_1-1001-100