Noko cocked an eyebrow at her. He may have won, but did she lose?
He whispered in her ear, "Promise you wont attack me again." His
fur subtly changed color to a darker shade of green. He prepared to
release the vines, storing up energy, waiting for the agreement.
Noko's head pounded with distress and he released the roots, his
energy sapping. His health was up, but after discovering he could
shoot green bombs, eh, time for a nap. He turned tail and bounded
up the mountain, reaching his popular sunning spot. He stamped his
hooves at the purple rats, scaring the off, and settled down for a
nap, but keeping an ear pricked for sounds of predators.
Ivy slowly creeps up behind the Espeon, ready to attack. She says
quietly, "Why do you like fighting others so much when the trainers
are what we need to fight off?" Her eyes are round and friendly,
but there's a dark warning in them.
Fish spun around, facing the Vaporeon. Her gaze, slowly turning
back to normal, now crackled with anger. "Why should you care?!"
She growled loudly. Her claws sunk into the grass. She was sure she
had seen this Vaporeon before, she was the one who challenged the
Riolu in that clearing..
Username: Dracoflame222
RP name: Draco
Age: 17
Personality: Draco has grown up alone for most of his life so he
doesn't believe in friendship. He also doesn't believe he needs
anyone and doesn't need their help. Draco focuses on himself and
himself alone. In the future he might change to kind hearted person
if someone shows him that Draco needs others and not only
himself.
Description (Human):
Description (Pokémon):
History: When Draco was only 3 his parents were killed by 2 gunmen
who invaded his home. 6 of his neighbors heard the gunfire and
rushed to save him since he was so young at the time. All 6
neighbors died with the 2 gunmen. Soon an old man and his wife
found Draco and raised him, they taught him how to survive on his
own since the married couple were getting old and were dying. When
Draco was 5 they married coupled passed away and Draco then
survived alone and by himself from that point on his life to this
very day
Friends/Family/Crush: He doesn't believe in friends or friendship/
He has no family/ No Crush
Other: Draco loves to taunt others while fighting to make them bad,
he finds it funny and enjoyable
Username: NyanCat15
RP name: Brett Saunders
Age: 17
Personality: Hipster-ish big goof ball. He likes hanging around
girls because why not??
Description (Human):
Noko woke up with a start, feeling refreshed and chipper. He
stretched his back and threaded his way between boulders to get to
the bottom of the mountain. As his hooves met the cool, wet grass,
he sighed with pleasure. The mountain was all good and safe, but
there was nothing like dewy grass on a nice day. He lowered his
head to nibble from the stalks, recalling what had happened
yesterday. He shuddered a little. He was magic. He was a bomb
waiting to explode. The thought made him a little braver towards
the world, but made him scared of himself. He could kill
someone.
He clip-clopped farther into the forest, away from prying eyes, and
began his daily routine. He waded into the river where he had
decided to settle down around, and drank. He took deep gulps, how
was he so thirsty. He stomach growled at him, as if it were alive,
and begged for food. He leaned over to the berry bush and took some
berries to feast on later.
(Accepted ^^)
Ivy glares at the Espeon, her friendliness forgotten. "I care
because I don't want me, or someone else to get hurt by a crazy
espeon who decides to attack Pokemon for fun!" She spits out the
word "fun" like it's poison, and her eyes are a darker shade of
green than a moment before.
Fish, seemingly enjoying this argument, snarled "Goodbye. I have no
time for Vaporeons who can't control themselves when it's needed
most." She snickered as she turned around and began to pad away.
Ivy's eyes flame with green fire. She smiles a bit, knowing that
the Espeon had made a big mistake. Where she lived as a human,
nobody messed with her. And that, once she gets better, will
involve Pokémon too. If that Espeon crossed her path again...
Violet walks off into the forest, just to get used to her new
form.m I'm gonna need to be good with this form. I'll have to
fight, probably soon, and I don't want to be caught off guard.
she thinks. At least, being this color, I can easily blend
in.
Fish calmly stalked back to her cave, trampling on the flowers
growing around it. Dark vines wrapped around the entrance to keep
larger Pokémon out. She slipped under the vines and curled up in
her nest, a pile of dead leaves and moss. A deep scoop in the stone
made for her pile of food, which was berries. Fish rested her head
on her paws and soon slipped into sleep.
Ivy watches her go, keeping a mental note on where she left from,
and disappeared back to the lake. Since she couldn't figure out
where Blue went, she heads the other way and there's a nice cave
that is obviously vacant. With two trips she gathers the berries,
and another to gather moss to sleep on. Scowling, as she's used to
a bed, she shifts a lot, but soon, her exhaustion gets the better
of her, and she falls asleep.
Violet starts back to the cave, keeping low and quiet. She's trying
to figure out how to sneak around without being seen. Or heard. By
the time she's back at her cave, she's done it. She grabs a branch
with a bunch of berries on it and drags it into the cave. The floor
is covered in soft leaves, and she lays down on it, nibbling a
berry, trying to collect her thoughts.
Amber watched the entire fight and her eyes turned red. She growled
and jumped out if the bush. Breathing heavily, her eyes were filled
with rage. She followed Fish and waited outside her cave.
Violet frowns suddenly Where is Amber? She exits the den,
and quietly slips over to where she last saw Amber. After that, she
follows an idea of where she could be, and sees her. She drops into
a crouch behind a bush, and stays there, very quietly, peering
through the bush, and listening intently.
Ivy rolls over in her sleep, grumbling as stones from the den wake
her up by digging into her slick fur. Growling in irritation she
grabs more moss, and makes a larger nest. In the morning I'll
clean this den out. She curls up tight, shivering and falls
asleep again.
Fish heard paw steps outside of the cave, and her eyes narrowed.
She heaved herself up and slipped out of the cave. She saw Amber.
Ugh, Fish thought and snarled. "What do you want?"