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Post by Caramell 🍬 on Mar 29, 2024 11:50:30 GMT 11
A gentle breeze billowed across the terrain. Bright emerald blades swayed like silent dancers choreographed to a specific scene. Some spun to the same rhythm and created a symbolic harmony unto themselves, whilst others batted against their comrades to their own beat. Summer slowly unfurled from the ends of Spring’s fingertips, pulling once brightly lit rainbow-colored petals to curl and wilt away, leaving only barren stems in their wake.
Flowers were dying, their time in this world ultimately having drawn to a bitter end. Soft amber hues washed over tilled grounds. The once bright green foliage struggled against an invisible assailant that ripped and tore at its very existence. Like the fabric of time itself being chewed to bits, bubbly green leaves with their cheeky round expressions now browned around the edges, with holes propagating their entire length.
The small black feline whose legs adorned sharp red streaks eerily similar in shape and design to her bright red streaks upon her face swished her tail and stretched. Front paws stretched beyond her own body and clawed at the invisible force, while back legs stretched up high causing her back to arch in a strange design. She yawned with a mighty shake of her head, causing sharp white daggers dripping wet with saliva to peak from just behind their curtains, and stood up properly.
They would pay.
 Though the unlikely happenstance of the bumbling buffoon seemed to warrant his arrival, Naegi stumbled over rocky terrain towards a lush field of tall grasses. The rich blue skies above were dotted with soft clouds stripped into long, thin strings that barely seemed to brace heaven’s floor. A golden orb burned in the center, washing the world in a sea of hot rays. For Naegi it was an amazing feeling, having the sun burn his skin and warm his being, feeding the bright green bulb bulging out of his back.
How he’d managed to escape from Professor Elm’s lab was a mystery even to the stumbling plant whose pudgy feet tripped over small pebbles along his path. No less than once, Naegi stumbled headfirst into a snoozing Pokemon. Once was a bright fuchsia caterpillar whose large eyes bugged out of its skull, before it ultimately scurried off to the nearest sense of safety it could muster. The second was a wild bird whose anger and wrath seemed never-ending. It chased Naegi relentlessly and pecked him on the top of his skull, bright pink wings flapping in the breeze as a sharp contrast to the soft blue skies above.
He was undeterred though. Scarred, sure. Bruised, definitely. But undeterred. Friends existed somewhere in the wild green wonder. Friends who would love and cherish him just as much as he hoped to cherish them. There had to be more to life than existence cooped up in a ball on a shelf after all, right? And though our little stumbling, bumbling idiot hadn’t quite noticed the cat, quietly gardening her clutch of ground meant to spring forth bright flowers in full bloom, his story was slowly unfurling.
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Post by kito on Mar 29, 2024 13:38:38 GMT 11
The gentle breeze tickled Shockira"s face as she walks out of the lab. The Beauty of the end of spring could clearly been seen in the small town. Shockira was so happy that she could go explore. It was so nice of her trainer and the funny man with glasses to allow her out to roam .
Crossing the gate out of the city she sees a large pile of rocks and decides to climb them to get a better vantage point and check out her surroundings.
In the distance Shockira could see a bulbasaur and a couple of other pokemon she could not make out. She was super excited to make new friends so she bounds off towards the new group hopeing to make new friends once she arrived. Taking a moment Shockira thinks on how to approach the hopefully new friends. An idea pops into her head running a bit ahead and jumping onto a rock She begins to sing. So they tell me that you're lookin' for a Mareep like me
So they tell me that you're lookin' for a mareep like me
Ah-ah-ah, you're lookin' for
A mareep like me. Shockira blushes at her silly attempt to make friends. Hello there! my name is Shockira, what are your names.
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Post by AshenPhoenix on Mar 29, 2024 22:15:15 GMT 11
Ah, the woods—the place Sox cherished above all others. As spring drew to a close, he found himself surrounded not only by branches to swing from but also by nature's most delightful aromas.
While his trainer set up camp in the clearing, bringing along their newest Pokémon to test their strength, including himself, the surprisingly calm Mankey, defying the typical temperament of his species, grew weary of waiting his turn. Silently, he leaped from tree to tree, relishing his time outside of the pokéball's confines. Pausing occasionally, he savored new scents and environments, immersing himself in the natural world around him.
The tranquility enveloped his senses as he inadvertently followed the fragrant trail to what might have been the most beautiful garden he had ever encountered. Though parts of it appeared withered, the majority remained vibrant and alive. Perched on a branch, Sox gazed into the greenery, as if entranced by the swaying grasses.
A sudden, unfamiliar sound reached his sensitive ears, snapping him out of his reverie. A peculiar little Mareep was singing—a noise that Sox found distasteful. How boorish! Pokémon came to these places to rest, not to disturb the peace with nonsensical sounds. Quickly swinging to the nearest branch closest to the sheep, Sox hung from it by his tail, crossing his legs and paws.
"Must you do that? That... noise?" he grunted, displeased. "Just be quiet and let others enjoy their time!"
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Post by Snover on Mar 30, 2024 10:01:29 GMT 11
Cherry the Skitty, known for her penchant for peaceful slumber atop a cozy windowsill, rarely ventured beyond the comforting confines of Elm's laboratory. However, one fateful day, she found herself unexpectedly liberated from the familiar surroundings of the lab. Surprisingly, slipping away from Elm's attention was a simple task, as the devoted professor was engrossed in his research, providing Cherry with the ideal opportunity to embark on her impromptu escapade. Aware of the inevitable Pokemon rotation her trainer was bound to execute between the PC and the Party, Cherry deliberated on the wisdom of her decision to venture out into the unknown.
As she traversed the terrain outside the lab, exhaustion crept upon Cherry sooner than anticipated, a wave of weariness enveloping her petite frame. Despite the fatigue gnawing at her, she trudged forward, her determination to explore overriding her physical weariness. Eventually, the fatigue proved too potent to ignore, prompting Cherry to seek respite and recharge her energy reserves. Settling into a comfortable spot, Cherry succumbed to the seductive call of slumber, her eyelids growing heavier with each passing moment. However, her rest was abruptly interrupted by the exuberant voice of a nearby Mareep, its jovial tune piercing the tranquility of the moment. "Just lemme snooze right here... Just five more minutes," she mumbled, fumbling groggily in the direction of the source of the sound.
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Post by Jenesis on Mar 31, 2024 15:04:01 GMT 11
A gentle breeze billowed across the land, and on the breeze blew a small pink creature with spinning green leaves atop its head. Boing the Hoppip didn't know how long it had been since she had left the Professor's lab, but the simple plant rarely thought too deeply about such things. It was her nature to follow where the wind would take her. And because of that, when she had been scaling the fence around Elm's lab in pursuit of a pretty flower petal drifting past, a sudden gust of wind had picked her up, spun her around, and taken her halfway across town before she even had her wits about her. Undeterred, she had simply admired the petal, before letting herself spin off once again on another breeze.
This time she was headed toward a small gathering of Pokemon. She heard the bleat of a Mareep, that appeared to be some sort of song, and tilted her ears, hoping to catch the words more closely. Unfortunately, another gust of wind knocked into her at that exact moment, sending her tumbling head-over-heels and careening wildly off course - toward the ground! All of a sudden her momentum came to a halt when she smacked into something firm and spheroid. Blinking, it took her a while to realize that it was not the ground at all, but the plantlike growth protruding from the back of a Bulbasaur.
"Oi!" she shouted, without thinking. "Why don't you watch where you're going?"
Realization shortly dawned on her that this Pokemon may have just prevented her from faceplanting into the dirt. "I mean, hi!" she backpedaled, with nervous laughter. As she gathered her wits, she looked around the motley group that had assembled at the roughly tended garden - besides her fellow grass Pokemon, there were a flamboyant Mareep, a serious-looking Mankey, and even a couple of cats. "I'm Boing! Who are you? Where are we? Are you all friends? Do you wanna be my friend, too?"
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Post by Caramell 🍬 on Mar 31, 2024 23:58:34 GMT 11
Anger burned inside of the black feline’s vein and boiled over inside of her heart. Sharp eyes studied the landscape beyond her charge – where wild grasses grew rampant and wrapped around slender vines snaking their way across gently rolling grounds. Massive trees decorated their hilly sides in sporadic spots, with large canopies that stretched outward as though they sought to claim dominion over the sky itself. Still, in the brackets between, sun poured down as an impenetrable force. Scents. The sickly smell of something foreign lingered in the air, causing the Litten to rise to her feet.
The lithe form slipped between the emerald blades and carved a careful and quiet direction towards the unfamiliar smells lingering in the open air. Some were plant-like, similar to the charges placed upon her small paws, though others were mammalian. And while at least held a likeness to her own scent, another was completely alien to Litten’s delicate nostrils. She flared them, pulling in a large breath of air, and hissed softly to herself. She would chase these would-be intruders away from her garden and burn them for thinking they had any rights to her lands.
And so, the small kitten waited quietly in the dark shadows and watched, preparing her attack.
Naegi had quite the conundrum pile around him. Bright red eyes turned to the bright blue sheep covered in dense creamy off-white wool and blushed. The once green cheeks lightened to shakes of almost pinkish hues. He lowered his head and shook it softly as his burning red hues studied the drab greyish browns of the sands underneath his clawed toes. “Don’t stop singing.” It was a welcome exchange from the ordinary and quite boring existence he’d had trapped in the Professor’s lab. “You have a beautiful voice.”
Before he could continue beyond that, something smacked against his bulb while another shouted from the treetops above. What in the world?! Naegi stumbled backwards, his bulbous backside waddling awkwardly through the dense green grass and spun around on his nimble feet to spy a small pink cottonweed blowing with the gentle breeze. “I really…didn’t mean to…did I?” Confusion wrapped around his words as Naegi struggled to understand what happened. He’d hardly moved whilst talking to Shockira and yet, somehow, he’d waltz right into the small Hoppip at the same time?
She apologized instead, though, causing Naegi to relax. “It’s no problem. Really! I’d be happy to be your friend! I'm Naegi!” He hiccupped an awkward laugh, glad to have that solved. Though one thing remained. Naegi’s rich red irises spun wildly in their sockets until they highlighted the rough furred monkey who screamed at the singing sheep and puffed his face up as though he might float away as a balloon. He stomped, two mighty footsteps slamming into the grass and dirt with ease. “Buddy! You need to be nice! She’s only singing!”
A balloon that might easily deflate if it were truly met with confrontation, however, remained steadfast as two vines shot out from either side of his bulb in warning. When the sound of yet another Pokemon caught Naegi off-guard, he slowly turned to the direction of a slumbering kitten and kind of shrugged. Maybe they were being too loud? If they were waking up the small pink puffball with their singing and loud shouting, then they were the ones being inconsiderate and so Sox would have a point with his shouting. “Wait guys…maybe he’s right. Look who we’re disturbing…” The young Bulbasaur gestured to the slumbering Skitty a short distance away in the grass.
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Post by kito on Apr 1, 2024 5:07:53 GMT 11
Shockira smiled slightly at the happy face of the bulbasaur, glad her silly little stunt was well liked. She had a beautiful voice? She had never heard that before! Taking another look she could not help but see that bulbasaur was blushing. Apparently she was not the only one who was nervous about making friends. As she went to address the plant like Pokemon, a strange cream colored monkey hopped onto a branch in front of her, and began shouting at her to be more quiet. Just then a strange little pink thing ran into the side of her new friend, surprising the blubasuar.
Oh I am sorry I didn't realize that I was being loud, it's just when I get excited or nervous about something the only way I can express myself is though singing. I'm sorry that I disturbed you; Let's start over, my name is Shockira, and I am looking for new friends to explore with on this beautiful day. Turning her head to the other conversation going on she speaks, Hi Boing, hi Nagei! I would love to be your friend if you both will have me, and Nagei it's alright, I know I can be a little loud sometimes.
Looking towards the edge of the forest she sees the small skitty that Nagei points out. Running over towards it she begins to speak. Oh dear you poor thing, I am so sorry i hope I didn't disturb you too much my name is Shockira please come over here and rest with my new friends. With that said she places her headright next to the skitty and guides it towards the group.
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Post by AshenPhoenix on Apr 1, 2024 22:55:49 GMT 11
Sox emitted a nasal grunt in response to Mareep's apologies. It seemed there was no consideration for others at all, until he intervened! He was about to say something when a Bulbasaur and Hoppip emerged from the garden foliage, blending so seamlessly that the Mankey hadn't noticed them before Bulbasaur started reprimanding him.
He shifted his gaze toward the Bulbasaur, who introduced himself as Naegi. Intensely, he stared, his gaze piercing through the red irises and seeming to reach into his soul. Within him, something primal stirred, an innate feeling that felt familiar to every Mankey. Releasing his tail's grip on the branch, he leaped down, landing between the two grass types and the electric sheep, squarely facing Naegi.
His breathing grew heavy, and the fingers of his paws trembled. The feeling inside him scratched, itched, begged to be unleashed! It urged him to hit, scratch, hurt, destroy! How dare this Pokémon tell him off like that! Who did he think he was?! He needed to be taught a lesson! But... but that wasn't him. This wasn't what Sox wanted. He wasn't like his wild cousins, lashing out without control. His previous trainer had helped him realize that. He huffed, he puffed. Closing his eyes, he focused on calming down, taming the raging fire within. Today was not the day to showcase his worst side.
"Okay, okay! I just wanted to enjoy my day." Sox said surprisingly calmly, considering that he still looked like he was about to explode. "It's been a while since I could swing on trees like that." he added, sitting down on the soft grass and wrapping his tail around his legs. "I'm Sox, by the way. My trainer traded me a few days ago, and today was the first time I could leave my pokéball." he explained, turning his red eyes to Shockira. "I didn't mean to come off as mean. I'm sorry." Sox apologized, wanting to come off as sincere as he could.
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Post by Snover on Apr 2, 2024 22:49:46 GMT 11
As Cherry slowly made her way up the hill, dragging her exhausted feet over the uneven terrain, she suddenly noticed a Bulbasaur, a Hoppip, and a Mankey had joined Mareep. Upon reaching the summit, her chest heaving with each breath, Cherry eagerly inquired, "Anyone know which way Professor Elm's Lab is?" Yearning for guidance, she initiated the question, but already had a faint recollection of the general direction. Determined and with a hint of confidence, she led the way towards what she believed was the correct path. However, a sudden misstep over a seemingly innocent stick firmly planted in the ground caused her to lose her footing, resulting in an unexpected and somewhat comical tumble down the hillside.
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Post by Jenesis on Apr 5, 2024 10:37:43 GMT 11
Success! The Bulbasaur and the Mareep both greeted Boing amiably, and both said that they would like to be her friend. "I'm pleased to meet you too!" the Hoppip chirped, and when Naegi extended a pair of vines, she spun herself over, clasped one of them in both of her tiny hands, and eagerly shook it in greeting. She would have done the same to the Mareep, save for the lack of hands... perhaps a tail shake would do? As she approached its backside, waving and gesturing with her hands, she heard the Mankey, who had introduced himself as Sox, utter an apology.
"That's all right! No harm done!" Boing replied. "Do you wanna be friends too? Let's also shake!" And she waved a hand to gesture the Mankey over. His hands and tail had much greater reach than hers, couldn't he at least meet her halfway?
The Mareep was nudging the oddly-colored Skitty awake, and when she asked where Professor Elm's lab was, Boing looked this way and that, only to see rolling hills and wide open sky for miles around. She had been blowing around on the wind for so long that she was well and truly lost, not that she had bothered to keep track of navigation in the first place. "Nope! Not a clue!" she admitted cheerily, hoping that perhaps someone else could jump in and answer the question.
The Skitty seemed determined to head off on her own, however, and Boing was about to follow when the heart-faced cat unexpectedly tripped over a stick and started tumbling down the hill... toward what looked like another cat! They were right on a collision course with each other! "Oh, no!" Boing gasped. She had terribly frequent experience with this kind of thing, and it almost never ended well. "INCOMING!" she bellowed at the top of her lungs, furiously whirring as fast as she could in the direction of the shadowed kitten, though she knew with dread she would never make it in time to prevent disaster...
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Post by Caramell 🍬 on Apr 8, 2024 13:11:10 GMT 11
The winds shifted. They were cold and harsh, seizing anything within their invisible tendrils and snatching them roughly. Long, dark brown branches knocked against each other and groaned against the gusty mistress as they struggled to remain aloft. Large, dark green leaves snapped off their ends and fluttered down through the air, spiraling in long choreographed dances to the grassy grounds before. Her heart burned as every muscle and fiber snapped, enraging the young Litten’s heart as she watched the collection of misfit Pokemon carrying on joyfully.
Traitors were moving into her terrain. They brought with them an invisible force that tainted the land, ruining the once lush rivers lapping near the edge of the garden. This poison seeped into the soil and caused the rich flora to cry out. Their wails screamed inside of the shadowy kitten’s ears. Pleads to be saved and to be protected from the invisible force that slowly choked them until the last petal eventually fell and the last leaf eventually withered away. These traitors were an unwelcome blithe on her homelands. They needed to be chased out and firmly reminded why they would never be welcomed here.
Something tumbled down the long hillside towards her at a nearly blinding speed. It caused the hidden, red-streaked black cat leaped what felt like ten feet into the air (though it was more like a few). She landed with her tail shot straight in the air and her fur bristled at all ends. They were attacking her as they had attacked her precious plants! These traitors were bringing war to her doorsteps, expecting her inexperience in such manners to chase her away and keep her at bay. She was not a coward. She was a warrior, strong and brave as the Incineroars before her time!
“GET BACK! I WON’T WARN YOU TWICE!” Litten screamed at the top of her lungs. Fire burned inside of her heart and manifested into flames on the tips of her tongue. She spat them in every direction, chasing after the small pink creature that barreled towards her off the hillside, then the bright green bulbous plant and strange pink puff with serrated green leaves floating on the open breeze. So what if it was five against one? She would go down, if she must go down, valiantly defending what was hers to protect all along. “YOU DON’T BELONG HERE! SO JUST LEAVE!”
They would get the message even if she had to sacrifice all that she had to give to protect her garden.
The bumbling bulbous plant’s bright red eyes flickered from the furry cream-colored Mankey to the wooly blue sheep and blinked slowly. Sox seemed as though he was ready to break into a brawl, and once that even Naegi wasn’t completely confident he stood a stance to withstand. But something snapped inside of the angry primate, who slowly calmed himself down and issued an apology as he introduced himself. Naegi shivered in the sharp breeze as a small smile cracked on the edge of his lips, although a bit nervously. “It’s ok Sox. We all have bad days…” Naegi hummed softly.
Ever the optimist, Naegi was quite naïve in many ways. Truthfully, he just wanted to see the best in everyone around him. Wasn’t that the way to live life? No one was truly evil or truly good – just a bunch of people and Pokemon letting their justifications and understandings of the world around them guide their actions? That would mean that even Sox, as angry and nearly prone to attacking sweet, innocent Naegi, was only reacting based on his own understanding of how life must work. “Why doesn’t your owner let you out more? Mine…I don’t even know if he remembers me? I barely hatched and have stayed at the Professor’s Lab ever since.” Naegi sighed softly with a slight frown.
When Boing snatched one of Naegi’s long green vines in her tiny hands, he just laughed and shook her tiny hands back with a cheery smile. What a sweet Pokemon. Someone asked about Professor Elm’s Lab? The small green plant-like frog turned towards the pink Skitty who asked it in her delirious, sleep-deprived state. He gasped as he watched her tumbling down the long hill towards a large bush and sprinted as fast as he could after her on his stubby, short legs. It definitely wasn’t the fastest, but he did his level best. “Hey, heyyy! Wait! Hold up! You’re going to get hurt!”Naegi screamed, shooting his long vines after Skitty in hopes that he could wrap them around her feet and pull her safely back up the hill.
When the strange black cat jumped out of nowhere, Naegi would puff up defensively and shake his head firmly. Who was this cat telling them what they should do?! “Now listen here! There’s no need to be mean, you know!”He snapped angrily. Then sharp embers landed on his bulb, causing the small bulbous plant to run in long circles around his troupe while screaming at the top of his lungs and beating them out with his long vines. “Ah! Hot, hot, hot! That hurt…that definitely hurts! Ouucchhh! What was that for?!” Naegi cried in a voice laced with painful tears.
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Post by kito on Apr 9, 2024 4:10:43 GMT 11
Hey! knock it off
. Shockira shouted looking at the strange black cat that was now shooting fire in all directions striking Naegi. I don't know what you are thinking attacking us,but it ends now . Her fluff begins to spark letting out a jolt of electricity.not strong enough to hurt but definitely enough to stun the new creature. Now that that was done she immediately ran over to Nagei, and Boing. Are you two okay? I know fire hurts the two of you pretty bad. As she begins to help with the smalls flames that were shot she puts herself in between her two friends and this new pokemon. Now that everyone has had a second to calm down. Why did you attack us? there are five of us and only one of you. Only something dire would cause a pokemon to take those odds. My name is Shockira ,this is Boing, Nagei, Sox and cherry. Now would you mind telling us both why you attacked us and also what your name is. |
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Post by AshenPhoenix on Apr 10, 2024 20:28:16 GMT 11
Whew! It seemed like all the Pokémon present understood Sox's situation. He almost blew it by getting so angry! Letting out a sigh of relief, he glanced at a Hoppip who extended her little stubby appendage for a paw-shake. Sox gladly reached out with his long arm and shook it.
- Glad to meet you all. - he said, his tail swinging from side to side in contentment.
Then, the Bulbasaur inquired why he wasn't let out much. Well... his original trainer would only release him for some strange rituals; she'd paint his claws odd, unnatural colors and dress him in itchy clothes. He didn't particularly hate any of these things, but he couldn't sit still enough, much to his trainer's annoyance. Everything just took too long, and he had to stand up and explore things, too! It was a little sad when the trade took place, but perhaps it was for the best - he would never become a contest Pokémon. He didn't know his current trainer well enough yet, but it didn't seem like contests interested him at all.
Just as Mankey was about to explain, suddenly a strongly pink Skitty came tumbling down the hill! Boing followed after her, and Naegi managed to catch her before she got seriously hurt. A scream echoed from down the hill, followed by flames shooting at the poor grass-type starter! Sox jumped towards Hoppip, grabbing her out of harm's way, then positioned himself between Bulbasaur and the aggressive black cat, all the while Shockira stunning it with jolts of electricity.
- What is wrong with you?! - he squealed through his pig-like nose. - You'll light the whole garden on fire!
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Post by Jenesis on Apr 18, 2024 15:16:46 GMT 11
She would never make it in time, but fortunately the black-and-red cat jumped high in the air and avoided the rolling pink Skitty as she slowed to a stop. Boing was just about to ask if everyone was all right, when suddenly the cat started spewing flames! Poor Naegi caught a few embers on his bulb and started scrambling around to put them out. The Hoppip was afraid she was about to be next, when something behind her yanked her out of the air and pulled her toward the ground. She felt brown furry paws leave her sides as the Mankey stepped forward to confront the Litten. "Sox...? You saved me! You were so brave!" She could have jumped for joy, but something told her it was safer to stay in the back for now.
Shockira was also shooting sparks at the Litten, and asked her and Naegi if they were okay. "I'm fine!" she responded, twirling from left to right to demonstrate that she was completely unharmed. "But what about poor Naegi..." Unfortunately her Synthesis move could only work on herself, not on others. She slowly trotted over toward the Bulbasaur, inspecting the burns on his back, and hoping they were not too bad. Seeing that the toadlike Pokemon was crying, she patted him on the head, hoping the gesture would comfort him at least a little.
The Litten was angrily screeching at the group, and now Shockira and Sox were shouting back. "Hold on a moment!" Boing said, her high voice cutting through the chaos. She floated her way up to the front so she could properly see and address the Litten directly. "Whattaya mean we don't belong here? Where even is 'here'? And why are you so angry at all of us?"
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Post by Caramell 🍬 on Apr 20, 2024 8:52:58 GMT 11
Her eyes burned with the same intensity as the fires that consumed her soul. They were intruders waltzing around in her home, destroying the very terrain she was expected to maintain. This was her home. The only one she’d ever known since the day she hatched her egg. She could still remember watching pieces of the old shell collapsing on the lap of the elderly lady whose wrinkled face stared down at her with so much love and admiration. That was a history that had long since left her, only living in a world where age couldn’t steal your very last breath.
“You don’t need to know where you are. You just need to know that you don’t belong!” Litten raised its hackles and hissed angrily at the bright pink weed somehow floating high above her in the air. She narrowed her gaze and followed the target carefully, seizing the perfect moment. She swiped at the air trying to snag Boing and hang the small cottonweed back onto the ground, where it wouldn’t tower over her like some strange bird of prey. “I think…You’ve caused enough destruction!” She spat out. The electricity that raked through her body temporarily hurt and reminded her that the odds were stacked against her.
Sox was the only one that managed to get through to Litten. Sharp maroon eyes spun in their sockets and eyed the hopeful sheep through flared nostrils. She sat on her rump and began licking her paws with her sandpaper tongue, pulling bits of debris from her fur. She spat the dirt back out with a grimaced expression. “It’s none of your business, to be frank Shockira.” Litten growled, ears pinned firmly to the sides of her head. “Though Sox is right…I can’t just use my flames. But I can claw. Please…I’m asking your group to just leave. Leave my gardens alone.” This time her voice was a bit more pained than angry, eyes soulfully seeking them to understand.
Couldn’t they see how important this place was to her, and why they needed to just leave her be?
Naegi shook his head firmly through the tears that streaked down his face. He’d never been in battle before and had freshly hatched. The flames managed to cause small burns on the thick bulb attached to his back, though he rolled in the dirt and grass to put the flames out. Why was this strange cat so mean to them when they’d done nothing to warrant it? The bright green plant took in a deep breath slowly through his nose, held it in his chest for a moment, then slowly exhaled out of his mouth. He needed to find the peace within him, especially if he wanted to avoid the flames.
But that really hurt! “What was that even about?!” Vines shot out of the sides of Naegi’s bulb and floated in the air for a second, before being recalled as easily. Litten was on edge. His friends immediately jumped into the fray, checking on him and offering defense to protect him. Even Sox, who was previously upset by Shockira’s loud singing and who had been at odds with Naegi before. He smiled slowly, using one of his vines to instead wipe away a stray tear from his eyes. “You guys…really came to help me?” The young toadlike Pokemon asked, turning his head from one friend to the next to take them all in.
He nodded slowly to Shockira as he checked the worst of the burns. “Yeah…I’ll be ok…I think.” Naegi sighed a quiet breath of relief and slowly pulled a smile back on his face. He turned to Litten and shook his head. “Why should we have to leave? We haven’t done anything to anyone? Not even Sox, as annoying as we’ve been to him recently.” Naegi lifted his vines back out to cross them over each other simulating crossing one’s arms over their chest. “I’m ok Boing…I think!” He reaffirmed to the pink cottonweed who asked about him as well. “Whatever is going on…we can help you? If you don’t try to hurt us!” Naegi innocently insisted.
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