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Big Family Get-Together
Topic Started: Apr 29 2010, 11:44 AM (787 Views)
GOD
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the eevee scanned the vision of the jolteon that wandered towards her but just lifted her nose in the air and strutted past him, ass held high. she was a douche. the pikachu saluted the jolteon and accepted his invitation, staring back at vivienne with a grin; it was alright. lanie waddled back towards vivienne and scurried up onto her shoulders, "ok, lanie. i getcha." lanie was terribly social. if she wasn't allowed near the others, she would have a mental break-down. vivienne would sigh and follow the jolteon into the clearing. her platinum hair was held erect in two pig-tails and she was wearing a summery, pink dress. a stern gaze would be shot towards the eevee as a light laugh escaped her throat, "lily. come back." without further ado, the eevee froze and waited for her master, friend.

as soon as the bunch of three entered the scene, vivienne froze in her tracks before lily tugged on her skirt. vivienne would gaze down at lily before walking closer, waving her hand to the others softly, "hello there. i'm vivienne." the pikachu lept from her perch and bowed at the others before looking over at the eevee who was looking around sheepishly. "my pikachu is Lanie and my eevee is Lily." she would bend down and begin to stroke her eevee's head as the pikachu tried to look suave and cross her arms all awesome-like.
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Sitting up, Mick let the sand run though and in between his fingers as he brought fistfuls away from the ground, surprised to see so many people spontaneously materializing on the beach. At the rate that people were beginning to gather, you’d start to think that people were being invited here on purpose. At least… that wasn’t the case, wasn’t it? He wasn’t intruding on some sort of… party, was he? No no, if that was the case, the boy in the center of it all wouldn’t have looked like he wanted to crawl into a Dunsparce hole and never see daylight again.

As Mick suspected, the girl with the bright, curious eyes and the very flustered boy that reminded Mick of a Shuckle turned out to be a very entertaining pair. To the teen, the girl looked like she wanted to jump at the boy in some super-exuberant manner, but, due to some reason unknown to him, was holding herself back. Mick almost pitied the blonde boy, because though it was extremely apparent that he was uncomfortable, he seemed to lack the spirit or boldness to shoo her or anyone else away. But alas, Mick wasn’t the type of person to be moved by pity, and so when the blonde sent a rather weak glare in the general direction of all the new arrivals, Mick could only smile smugly in return.

The boy began passing out sandwiches then, and Mick, ignoring his minor hunger pangs, looked to see who else decided to show up. One was another girl, this time a blonde with a Goliath of a Noctowl at her side. Even at first glance, Mick could tell that both were decidedly more mature (looking) than him in all aspects. She had a boyish, athletic build and the kind of face that spoke of dependability and reliability. Her goggles and coat reminded Mick of the pictures of leather-coated pilots he would see grinning cockily in all the airplane books he read. Although he could never put his finger on it, he never liked those pictures of those pilots, and tossed the last book he saw with them in it into the trash. However, as karma had it, throwing away a book must have been some kind of cardinal sin, for as soon as the book landed with a thunk at the bottom of the oversized plastic can, the lady behind the desk gave a shriek that could frighten the hair off the backs of sea-weathered sailors and chased him, still screaming, clear out of the library.

Shoving the unpleasant memory to the side of his mind, Mick’s eyes went to the other girl, who appeared a little before the blonde. She was petite and young, and could have easily been mistaken as one of those green-horn trainers that have just begun their epic Pokemon journey, if not for her rather impressive team of Pokemon. In truth, a team of four shouldn’t have been all that important in any way. However, this girl possessed a Dratini, a Pokemon well coveted for it’s extremely power evolutions, as well as a Tropicus that could ferry people across water, which was truly unique. The girl’s Chingling also seemed to be protective of the girl, and though it wasn’t apparent in its immediate behavior, the Pokemon never moved more than a few feet away from her at all times. Although he couldn’t tell much from this distance, the girl also seemed… off, compared to the others. Mick had a feeling that she and her Pokemon were going to be preyed on by someone more ambitious if they weren’t careful.

Mick looked around just in time to see the excited looking girl releasing a Leafeon who could curtsy and another blonde girl with a bunch of Pokemon appear (where the hell were all these people coming from, anyway?!), but by this time, the teen was either too hungry or disinterested to care anymore, and flopped onto his back lazily.

‘I wonder if Sparta is done with his hissy fit yet,’ Mick thought absently, half wanting to get up and find his Persian companion, half wanting to lay in the sand motionless because walking on an empty stomach was a less than inviting prospect. Quietly debating with himself whether or not he should get to his feet, Mick hardly noticed the large, mantis-like insect flutter to his side, the high frequency pitch of the Pokemon’s beating wings a sharp contrast with the low, roaring ocean. Seeing the Scyther land near his feet, Mick sat upright, shaking off some of the sand that had snuck into his vest.

“A Scyther, huh?” Mick contemplated out loud, giving the Pokemon a half-salute in greeting. Mick hadn’t seen a Scyther before, but the stories that circulated said that it was an very formidable Pokemon, with blades for arms that could cut a Kabuto’s shell clean off it’s back. Mick wasn’t really one to believe such an outrageous story, but he could easily see why these kind of stories made it into existence. However, the teen really wasn’t really interested in that…

“So, your turtle buddy wouldn’t have some sandwiches to share with the rest of us, would he?”
Edited by Hello Dear, May 3 2010, 06:19 PM.
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As Kes approached the little group gathered on the grass, she saw one of the people--a red-haired boy several years younger than herself--make a gesture. Immediately, four of the Pokemon separated from the group and scattered in different directions. One of them, a Croagunk, was running straight toward Kes and Artryx.

As soon as the comically-grinning toad Pokemon reached them, Kes gave a friendly smile and waved a greeting. "Hello there, I assume you're our escort for the day? Lead on, then!" With Artryx watching curiously, the Croagunk took Kes's hand with a happy croak and began pulling her towards the group, which seemed to be having some sort of picnic.

When Kes and Artryx reached the group (which seemed to be growing larger by the minute), she grinned heartily and waved, while Artryx hung back, not wanting to appear intimidating. “Hallo! It seems that this Croagunk’s invited us to your little party, I hope we’re not intruding?”

While she was making her greeting, Kes surveyed the group carefully. The boy she saw earlier, the red-haired one, looked like he was about to jump out of his skin—she guessed it was the presence of so many people making him uncomfortable, he looked like the shy type. Making a mental note to be careful with him, she switched her attention to the person sitting next to him, an animated red-headed girl who seemed to be about Kes’s own age. This girl was practically the exact opposite to the frightened-looking boy; in fact, she looked like she wanted to jump on the poor kid, for some reason. Looking up, Kes saw three more people approaching: two other girls (one nothing more than a child), and another teenage boy (he looked like the shady type).
Ah, but I may as well try and catch the wind.~
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Thoreau allowed himself a rather gaudy grin at the eevee's haughty nature. He smiled to himself, thinking all but out loud, 'she's totally into me'. As he strutted on past her, his incredible agility easily granting him superior speed. He pranced along, wiggling his rear end as show-offy as he could, looking back to her to make sure she was getting a good look. Throwing his head almost straight up, he mimicked her strut. Silly Lily, Thoreau was the master of snootiness. He was rather pelased as he herded the girl towards Maddy, although if he'd taken even a second to think about his trainer, he would realize that company was the thing he wanted least.

On the opposite side of the beach, scyther was conversing with a rather cool-looking trainer, who was apparently ravenous. After getting over the 'turtle' comment, the beast nodded, pointing a scythe in Maddison's direction. Apart from that, the mantis began his treck back to the picnic-site, confident that if Mick was hungry enough, he would follow at the scyther's heels. He looked on to see his croagunk partner already leading another group to the picnic, and so instead he veered off to go gather more food, as this group was exponentially bigger than the one they'd planned for. Thankfully, making sandwiches was something the best could do with his scythes.

Maddison took the hint, one didn't have to be that obvious to get his attention. However, he first deluded the situation by offering a kurt nod to Vivienne. He stretched out a hand to give her a handshake, "Nice to meet you, Vivienne. Please, call me Maddison." He then turned back to his cousin's friend, Lane. Despite her lack of subtlety, they strawberry blonde obliged her question. "My scyther is named Luther, that ham of a jolteon goes by Thoreau, my croagunk's name is Weber," his voice trailed off as the cubone on his lap tugged at him childishly, "Oh, this is Marx, and my abra here is named Confucius. My sableye's Mill, and Russell is that pikachu, who's actually still off somewhere." The boy nodded to all the new pokemon and trainers, looking toward his hobbit-esque home. "Luther will be right back..." the boy said, excusing himself to give some attention to the two childish pokèmon fighting over him in his lap.
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lily would grunt as she watched his ass bounce around in front of her, he was terribly headstrong. she would stop and look back towards lanie who was grinning like a jackal at the two. a grimace would form upon the eevee's expression as she followed the headstrong jolteon. the eevee noticed the other humans and their pokemon and immediately shrunk back; the girl was shy obviously.

lanie noticed that the eevee stopped and simply waltzed past her before waiting for vivienne to catch up before scrambling up to her shoulders and stretching along them. these people and pokemon were all idiots. including that jolteon. struttin' his stuff. what a failure.

vivienne grinned lightly as she stroked her pikachu's head gently, "pleasure to meet you maddison." she would sit beside him gently which lily took as a chance to RUN OVER AS FAST AS SHE COULD to plant herself on her lap before lanie could. of course, she was faster than the pikachu just by a few seconds and curled up on vivienne's lap. vivienne laughed and took out one of those pokemon-holding contraptions. she would twist the top and out popped a massive charizard who simply looked around with a dazed expression; another lame party. the charizard would grunt and look down at other humans and their pokemon.

vivienne would laugh lightly and stroke her charizard's cream stomach which issued a comfortable moan, "this is firefly, my charizard. she's got a big head, but she's actually quite a softy." firefly frowned lightly before looking at lanie who was chucking lightly. later, that pikachu would pay. "this pikachu is lanie and my little eevee is lily." she would stroke the eevee's head which issued a light purr of sorts.
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Charlotta stared vaguely at the Honchkrow, pale eyes wide, while Slate was quite busy translating the conversation into something that Charlotta could understand; it was a complicated process. What Slate was communicating, was, in all likelihood, some sort of image of what was being said, rather than the words themselves; Slate was no more capable of "human" speech as Charlotta was of "Pokemon" speech.

That being said, this entire scene would have reminded an outsider of a game of telephone; when the message went through the Slate Translation Service, or STS, it came out as "I have come to ask about your current state (of mind?). The flooding and savage attacks have increased. Are you lost or in need of help?" Translation was a funny game like that.

Nevertheless, the basic meaning of the message was preserved for Charlotta's mind to process; the way she understood it, the Honchkrow was wondering about why she was there and if she was okay.

....come to think of it, why was she there? This truly was the mental conundrum of the year. Her face scrunched up as she thought, while Slate noticed a Pikachu bounding up towards the group.

Behind it was a very familiar face.

If the Chingling was gifted with more optical capabilities, it certainly would have squinted at that moment.

Behind the Pikachu was a Trapinch. In its clamshell mouth was a very familiar object. The bell Pokemon let out a "huff" of disappointment, which sounded more like a jingle that one would hear from a bell. Charlotta proceeded to disregard the Pikachu momentarily, and clapped her hands childishly (........not that such an act would be unexpected of the girl). She eagerly turned on her heel, eyes as alight as they could get, and her mouth open in a childish grin.

At that point, if her (very little) common sense had utterly deserted her, she would have begun to run towards her orange Pokemon. However, it had not deserted her, and instead, a short scenario played out in her head. In it, she began to run towards Tourmaline, because she did, in fact, adore her Trapinch greatly. Despite the fact that it had trapped her in.....a sand pit or something, when they first met, she still adored her Trapinch greatly. However, Slate? Did not adore Tourmaline. In fact, it was something along the lines of a rivalry, from Charlotta's point of view, as to which of them was more bouncy. It seemed like such a silly thing to be in a rivalry over.

Nevertheless, the two disliked each other greatly.

So it was entirely predictable that the minute Slate looked away, towards the Pikachu once more, Charlotta tripped. Fell flat on her face. Onto the sand. Not a very pleasant experience.

And not a very favorable future,
so she decided that she was not, in fact, going to run towards Tourmaline. Tourmaline could run very fine on his own, yes.

Besides, Pikachu! And Honchkrow!! ....never could it be said that she had a short attention span. Charlotta blinked once while trying to remember, while Slate turned back towards the Honchkrow in a vain attempt to ignore the approaching Trapinch, although he was still just a vengeful(?) glimmer in the distance and not likely to arrive for another few minutes.

"......Nnnno, I'm fine~" Charlotta smiled, flopping backwards over her Tropius. "I.......why am I here?" She frowned, tapping Slate idly to produce a light ringing noise. It was her way of thinking. "Hmmm, that's a........good question...." She stopped tapping Slate to hold her arms out for the Pikachu, wanting to hold it for some vague reason.
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they are at the beach right......
kinda small lol ):

Booooored. Aimlessly, the Jolteon slowly stumbled through the trees, the sound of the ocean in the distance. He hadn't been very active as of late, and had started at something earlier in the morning. He wasn't sure what it was, but it had left him embarrassed all day, even though he was sure nobody had seen it. He was currently looking for some company. Watt was in constant need of companionship - he hated to be alone, but sadly, he normally was. Though he absolutely hated water - and like, he legitimately down-right hated it - he found himself heading toward the low purr of the ocean, feet apparently deciding his fate for him. He passed several wild pokemon who all seemed distraught about something, and Watt could feel it too. Something was definitely kinda wrong with the ocean. Perhaps that was what was guiding him? His curiosity?

Never the less, the purr of the ocean turned into a churning low roar, and he continued on at an even slower pace. His purple eyes weren't too keen to focus when he was just kind of mulling about, but he caught.. well, a gathering. Ooh, company! Sparks danced from his coat as his excitement rose. Dashing forward, Watt was ready to leap into the crowd and bless them all with lovings until he caught the sight of another Jolteon. And not just any Jolteon.That one. Eyes locked onto the thick brown collar that lay around that one's neck. Watt had frozen in place, ears back, at the edge of the sand. There were a lot of people and pokemon, but Thoreau held his attention. Watt wriggled in place and sat at the edge of the beach, mournfully watching Thoreau enjoy his collar and strut about. Watt would strut if he had a collar like that too...

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Thoreau was much more excited to see Watt than the other jolteon seemed to be. He pranced right on up to the other beast, sparking with happiness. He seemed so intensely elated that he sent a huge spark of lightning towards the other jolteon. He, however, didn't let the other eevee's little trott go unnoticed. He put on his best haughty grin for her as he passed her and plopped his little self down next to Watt. <Why're you so far away, kiddo?>

Meanwhile, his little pikachu was getting the hug of a lifetime from Charlotta.

Luther returned with more food, balancing the sandwiches on his scythes. Maddison offered a smile to Luther before turning to Vivienne, smiling. "You've got quite a team there, you know?"
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"It's nice to meetall of you..." but her voice faded into the commotion of the swarming trainers and pokemon around them. Lane hadn't understood Maddison's shyness at first, but now she could see why he might feel a bit overwhelmed. Suddenly there were children and pokemon everywhere. Lane was caught between wanting to mother-hen all these children to safety, and the academic urge to simply observe the mass amounts of communication going on. She chose the later, for the moment.

Meanwhile, Robespierre tilted his head at the tiny trainer. He wondered, pityingly, if she was really mentally all there, and began to nudge her towards Lane. Lane would surely help her.
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Watt really wasn't expecting Thoreau to be so excited to see him, but he supposed he'd great any other normal boring Jolteon excitedly if he had a collar to gloat about too. However, it was nice to see a friendly face again. When Thoreau had zapped Watt, his emotions rose immensely. Watt's ability Volt Absorb took in any electrical energy aimed at him and turned it into health, so when he was at full health, it just made him feel extra super good. Now Watt was extremely excited to see Thoreau as well, and grinned widely at the collared Jolteon next to him. When Thoreau questioned his distance, Watt shrugged. "Don't wanna be a party crasher, you know," He simply said, grin still evident as sparks fell off of his spike-riddled coat. He was feeling overly playful ever since Thoreau had zapped him, so he jumped to his feet and zapped Thoreau playfully, dashing off around the border of the group and racing at top speed away from Thoreau. It was like tag, except electric-pokemon style. Once you were in easy zapping distance, well.. you were it. With Watt's incredibly high speed stat, he wasn't sure if Thoreau would be able to catch up - but hopefully that Jolteon could gloat about his accuracy as much as he could that collar!
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