Entry #3
Two pokeballs waited on the cold floor. Glancing up, Tomio could see the expectant face of the trainer, and feeling Suishou's pleading eyes watching him.
"...No." Tomio said firmly, his tail cloaked in a dark aura. "We don't need your charity."
Tomio lashed viciously at the pokeballs with his tail, obliterating them. Suishou let out a small cry as the trainer hung his head in disappointment, but changed it to a smile with effort.
"I see you made your choice." The trainer forced a small laugh. "I respect it."
Tomio started walking over to Suishou, casting a glance to the trainer.
"You and your little girlfriend are pretty cute." The trainer remarked mildly, "if you would accept it, I have something for you."
Tomio glared at the trainer as he rummaged through his bag, placing 2 items on the ground.
Suishou started running up to the smaller of the two, nudging it with her nose. Seeing her interest, the trainer held it up to the light, revealing a small pink bow. "If you want, I can put it on for you."
Suishou sat upright, her hazel eyes calling Tomio, who grumbled as he took his place next to her. Smiling, the trainer tenderly placed the pink bow on Suishou, before tying a yellow ribbon around Tomio's neck.
"Aren't we cute?" Suishou beamed brightly as Tomio seethed darkly.
"We're not some trainer's pet..." Tomio sighed resignedly. "But if it makes you happy, I'll wear it."
Suishou smiled as the trainer took several steps back, watching Tomio and Suishou warmly.
"If you ever change your minds," the trainer started hesitantly. "I'll be more than happy to have both of you on my team."
"He's a few berries short of a poffin.." Tomio remarked as the two made their way down the alley.
"Why can't you ever accept any trainer, Tomio?" Suishou sighed sadly. "The nights are cold and long..."
"If we accept another trainer, he'll just end up hurting us." Tomio grimaced abjectly. "We don't need a trainer..."
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Monday, November 30, 2009
Friday, November 27, 2009
The Forsaken entry 2
Entry #2
In the alley laid Golbat, defeated. His trainer recalled it to his pokeball as Espeon's expression pierced Tomio's heart; he looked pitifully into her eyes before slowly stepping over to her, nuzzling meekly against her cheek.
"Not. Now." Espeon seethed. "Do you have ANY idea how concerned I was about you?"
"Sorry, truly I am." Tomio sighed sadly, his ears drooping lower. "I have no excuse to give as nothing could amend my selfishness. I can only hope that you won't hate me for it..."
"...I guess I can't completely blame you." Espeon's expression softened, nuzzling against his cheek. "But the very least that you could have done was bring me with you, we were together ever since our trainer left us..." she paused to nuzzle against him again "We're all the other has. Don't forget it Tomio."
"I won't ever forget it Suishou..." Tomio smiled, nuzzling her back.
"You look pretty hungry, want some food?" The trainer grinned, rummaging around in his back bag before pulling out a plate. The two looked at it questionably as the trainer brushed his hair out of his eyes before scooping food on the plate.
"Can we?" Suishou giggled.
"It would be a shame to let it go to waste." Tomio added, his stomach quietly rumbling at the thought of a meal for the first time in days. "We better take his generous offer."
At that, the two smiled at each other before wolfing the food down. The trainer smiled warmly at the two before placing two empty pokeballs in front of them.
"...I should have known he had an ulterior motive..." Tomio scowled in disgust as he stopped eating.
"You were really strong!" The trainer beamed brightly, "I would be honoured if you decided to let me be your trainer!"
"...Can we?" Suishou looked seriously at Tomio, her eyes and soul pleading with Tomio's.
Tomio glanced at the trainer, his expression sincere, glancing around at the alley he called home for so long. Sighing quietly, he looked to his companion before walking over to the pokeball...
In the alley laid Golbat, defeated. His trainer recalled it to his pokeball as Espeon's expression pierced Tomio's heart; he looked pitifully into her eyes before slowly stepping over to her, nuzzling meekly against her cheek.
"Not. Now." Espeon seethed. "Do you have ANY idea how concerned I was about you?"
"Sorry, truly I am." Tomio sighed sadly, his ears drooping lower. "I have no excuse to give as nothing could amend my selfishness. I can only hope that you won't hate me for it..."
"...I guess I can't completely blame you." Espeon's expression softened, nuzzling against his cheek. "But the very least that you could have done was bring me with you, we were together ever since our trainer left us..." she paused to nuzzle against him again "We're all the other has. Don't forget it Tomio."
"I won't ever forget it Suishou..." Tomio smiled, nuzzling her back.
"You look pretty hungry, want some food?" The trainer grinned, rummaging around in his back bag before pulling out a plate. The two looked at it questionably as the trainer brushed his hair out of his eyes before scooping food on the plate.
"Can we?" Suishou giggled.
"It would be a shame to let it go to waste." Tomio added, his stomach quietly rumbling at the thought of a meal for the first time in days. "We better take his generous offer."
At that, the two smiled at each other before wolfing the food down. The trainer smiled warmly at the two before placing two empty pokeballs in front of them.
"...I should have known he had an ulterior motive..." Tomio scowled in disgust as he stopped eating.
"You were really strong!" The trainer beamed brightly, "I would be honoured if you decided to let me be your trainer!"
"...Can we?" Suishou looked seriously at Tomio, her eyes and soul pleading with Tomio's.
Tomio glanced at the trainer, his expression sincere, glancing around at the alley he called home for so long. Sighing quietly, he looked to his companion before walking over to the pokeball...
Thursday, November 26, 2009
The Forsaken entry 1
Entry #1
A cool wind blew through the alley, pushing a Fresh Water bottle gently past a curled up Espeon; its twin tails nuzzling gently against its nose as it slowly opened its deep, hazel eyes.
"The breeze feels nice..." The Espeon purred quietly as she stretched, its limber form cricking quietly before casting a wayward glance up and down the alley for her companion. "Where is he...?"
Seeing nothing of real interest in the alley other than the occasional knocked over rubbish bin, the Espeon slowly trotted up the alley, glancing around mildly.
A sudden thought filled her mind.
"Oh no!" she thought aloud, "what if he got into another-"
As if on cue; a loud crash could be heard at the far end of the alley, the Espeon darted away, her soft paws patting over the cold tarmac. As she raced forward, she could hear the sounds of a battle; her heartbeat was racing as her mind urged her to press forward, to where she feared that he may be...
Her eyes opened wide as she leapt to the side to dodge a Shadow Ball, its pulsing aura missed her face by mere centimetres, and she glanced up to see a small Pokémon facing a large Golbat, owned by a middle aged man with jeans and a white shirt.
Seeing the Pokémon before her, his sleek black fur, his muscular legs, his golden rings marking his legs and ears, there was no mistaking who was in the battle.
The Umbreon turned to face her, smiling slyly before facing the larger Pokémon, his golden markings shining brightly as he slipped silently into the shadows.
"Golbat! Supersonic!" the trainer called, his Pokémon glanced around in vain hope of finding the lithe Umbreon.
"Its over!" The Umbreon roared as he emerged from the shadows, his body sleek with a dark aura as he sunk his fangs into the Golbat, dark waves escaping the soldered fangs.
The Golbat fell to the ground in a slump, defeated.
The Umbreon turned to face his companion, his ears lowered as he saw her crossed expression.
"Tomio..." The Espeon started warningly.
A cool wind blew through the alley, pushing a Fresh Water bottle gently past a curled up Espeon; its twin tails nuzzling gently against its nose as it slowly opened its deep, hazel eyes.
"The breeze feels nice..." The Espeon purred quietly as she stretched, its limber form cricking quietly before casting a wayward glance up and down the alley for her companion. "Where is he...?"
Seeing nothing of real interest in the alley other than the occasional knocked over rubbish bin, the Espeon slowly trotted up the alley, glancing around mildly.
A sudden thought filled her mind.
"Oh no!" she thought aloud, "what if he got into another-"
As if on cue; a loud crash could be heard at the far end of the alley, the Espeon darted away, her soft paws patting over the cold tarmac. As she raced forward, she could hear the sounds of a battle; her heartbeat was racing as her mind urged her to press forward, to where she feared that he may be...
Her eyes opened wide as she leapt to the side to dodge a Shadow Ball, its pulsing aura missed her face by mere centimetres, and she glanced up to see a small Pokémon facing a large Golbat, owned by a middle aged man with jeans and a white shirt.
Seeing the Pokémon before her, his sleek black fur, his muscular legs, his golden rings marking his legs and ears, there was no mistaking who was in the battle.
The Umbreon turned to face her, smiling slyly before facing the larger Pokémon, his golden markings shining brightly as he slipped silently into the shadows.
"Golbat! Supersonic!" the trainer called, his Pokémon glanced around in vain hope of finding the lithe Umbreon.
"Its over!" The Umbreon roared as he emerged from the shadows, his body sleek with a dark aura as he sunk his fangs into the Golbat, dark waves escaping the soldered fangs.
The Golbat fell to the ground in a slump, defeated.
The Umbreon turned to face his companion, his ears lowered as he saw her crossed expression.
"Tomio..." The Espeon started warningly.
Cast
What is a story, without people to act like a cast?
Btw, not all the moves in the story 'follow' the final type attack for it, I go with the best suited attack element I think is suitable for the story.
Pokemon:
Full Name: Tomio Masahiro
Nickname: Tommy+ other 'T' names by Lucian
Gender: Male
Height: 3"03'
Weight: 59.5 lbs
Build: Slim and muscular
Eyes: Brown
Appearance: black fur with golden markings and a yellow ribbon around his neck. (later) a scar above his left eye
Species: Umbreon
Mood: Careful
Ability: Synchronize
Type: Dark
Attacks: (at start) Dark tail, Quick Attack, Moonlight, bite, Faint attack, Growl, Headbutt.
Bio: being done later.
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Full Name: Suishou Masahiro
Nickname: n/a
Gender: Female
Height: 2"11'
Weight: 58.4 lbs
Build: Slim
Eyes: Brown
Appearance: Pale purple fur, a red gem on her forehead, a pink bow on her tail and a tail forked 20cm after the base, making twin tails.
Species: Espeon
Mood: Quirky
Ability: Synchronize
Type: Psychic
Attacks: (at start) Morning Sun, Quick Attack, Bite, Swift, Headbutt, Confusion, Recover.
Bio: being done later
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Full Name: Lucian Delacroix
Nickname: n/a
Gender: Male
Height: 2"08' *
Weight: 52.7lb *
Build: slim
Eyes: blue
Appearance: a grey fur cat with a spring tail, no distinctive markings.
Species: Glameow
Mood: Gentle
Ability: Limber
Type: Normal
Attacks: Substitute **
Bio: being done later
* - made up as a 'real' Glameow is 1"08' and weighs less than 10lb
** Lucian never takes part in a 'real' battle and we very rarely see him show any interest in 'fisticuffs', but he does use Substitute to avoid Tomio's attack in a entry.
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Humans:
Naturally in the story, there's humans to command and make pokemon do their bidding. :P
Full Name: Wes Erwin
Nickname: Greenhorn, Puppy, Kid (Seth)
Gender: Male
Age: (prologue) 15 (main story) 18
Height: (prologue) 5"07' (main story) 5"09'
Weight: ???lb
Build: Lithe
Occupation: 2nd class grunt in Team Snatchum.
Appearance: A black shirt w/ a thunder bolt insignia, blue trousers, black boots,(white laces) brown leather pokeball holster/belt.
Hair: Blond
style: spiky
Eyes: Blue
Skin: 'healthy'
Bio: (prologue) Wes is a happy go lucky kid that lived with his pokemon, although he was kicked out of his home by his father, he tried to make the best he could out of himself, and never found a place to stay the night other than the occasional Pokemon Centre.
One day, Wes was discovered by Cipher, who offered him a warm meal and a place to sleep in return for doing a little work for them, and so, Wes went join team Snatchum without truly knowing what he was getting himself into...
(Main Story) In the 3 years he was a member of Team Snatchum, he rose through the ranks and is now a 2nd class grunt; he's allowed to use his own pokemon and matured into a skilled trainer, still, even after so long, each day is still as taxing on his spirit as the first time he truly worked for them.
Pokemon: (start of the main story)
Honchkrow (dark/flying)
Bronzong (steel/psychic)
Torkoal (fire)
Lombre (water/grass)
Pariachu (electric)
Graveler (rock)
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Full Name: Seth Vavasour
Nickname: n/a
Gender: Male
Age: (prologue) 26 (main story) 29
Height: 6"02'
Weight: ???lb
Build: Muscular
Occupation: 1st class grunt in Team Snatchum.
Appearance: A black shirt w/ a thunder bolt insignia, blue trousers, black boots,(white laces) brown leather pokeball holster/belt.
Hair: shaved
Eyes: brown
Skin: lightly tanned
Bio: Seth is a man of few words, and efficiently performs whatever task he's given. its unknown why he joined team Snatchum, but he was working for them for 7 years, and when Wes joined, Seth quickly became a sort of older brother to him.
Seth himself rejected promotion to become an Executive several times, as he himself said "I'm the type of guy that's just good a following orders, not giving them."
Pokemon: (start of the main story)
Tyranitar = dark/rock
Basteodon = rock/steel
Forretress = bug/steel
Kabutops - rock/water
Cloyster = water/ice
Dusclops = ghost
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Full Name: Cipher Aither
Nickname: The Blue Thunder
Gender: Male
Age: mid 40s
Height: 5"11'
Weight: ???lb
Build: skinny
Occupation: Commander within Team Snatchum.
Appearance: a white long coat with golden trim and a bolt of lightning on the back, brown boots with black straps and a pair of white immaculate trousers
Hair: brown
Style: slicked back
Eyes: green
Skin: pale
Bio: Cipher is one of the 7 Team Snatchum commanders, he leads his own unit, and everyone under him have their uniform and pokeballs marked with a bolt of lightning.
Pokemon: (start of the main story)
Lucario
Luxray
Magneteon
Lanturn
Electrode
Donphan
Btw, not all the moves in the story 'follow' the final type attack for it, I go with the best suited attack element I think is suitable for the story.
Pokemon:
Full Name: Tomio Masahiro
Nickname: Tommy+ other 'T' names by Lucian
Gender: Male
Height: 3"03'
Weight: 59.5 lbs
Build: Slim and muscular
Eyes: Brown
Appearance: black fur with golden markings and a yellow ribbon around his neck. (later) a scar above his left eye
Species: Umbreon
Mood: Careful
Ability: Synchronize
Type: Dark
Attacks: (at start) Dark tail, Quick Attack, Moonlight, bite, Faint attack, Growl, Headbutt.
Bio: being done later.
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Full Name: Suishou Masahiro
Nickname: n/a
Gender: Female
Height: 2"11'
Weight: 58.4 lbs
Build: Slim
Eyes: Brown
Appearance: Pale purple fur, a red gem on her forehead, a pink bow on her tail and a tail forked 20cm after the base, making twin tails.
Species: Espeon
Mood: Quirky
Ability: Synchronize
Type: Psychic
Attacks: (at start) Morning Sun, Quick Attack, Bite, Swift, Headbutt, Confusion, Recover.
Bio: being done later
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Full Name: Lucian Delacroix
Nickname: n/a
Gender: Male
Height: 2"08' *
Weight: 52.7lb *
Build: slim
Eyes: blue
Appearance: a grey fur cat with a spring tail, no distinctive markings.
Species: Glameow
Mood: Gentle
Ability: Limber
Type: Normal
Attacks: Substitute **
Bio: being done later
* - made up as a 'real' Glameow is 1"08' and weighs less than 10lb
** Lucian never takes part in a 'real' battle and we very rarely see him show any interest in 'fisticuffs', but he does use Substitute to avoid Tomio's attack in a entry.
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Humans:
Naturally in the story, there's humans to command and make pokemon do their bidding. :P
Full Name: Wes Erwin
Nickname: Greenhorn, Puppy, Kid (Seth)
Gender: Male
Age: (prologue) 15 (main story) 18
Height: (prologue) 5"07' (main story) 5"09'
Weight: ???lb
Build: Lithe
Occupation: 2nd class grunt in Team Snatchum.
Appearance: A black shirt w/ a thunder bolt insignia, blue trousers, black boots,(white laces) brown leather pokeball holster/belt.
Hair: Blond
style: spiky
Eyes: Blue
Skin: 'healthy'
Bio: (prologue) Wes is a happy go lucky kid that lived with his pokemon, although he was kicked out of his home by his father, he tried to make the best he could out of himself, and never found a place to stay the night other than the occasional Pokemon Centre.
One day, Wes was discovered by Cipher, who offered him a warm meal and a place to sleep in return for doing a little work for them, and so, Wes went join team Snatchum without truly knowing what he was getting himself into...
(Main Story) In the 3 years he was a member of Team Snatchum, he rose through the ranks and is now a 2nd class grunt; he's allowed to use his own pokemon and matured into a skilled trainer, still, even after so long, each day is still as taxing on his spirit as the first time he truly worked for them.
Pokemon: (start of the main story)
Honchkrow (dark/flying)
Bronzong (steel/psychic)
Torkoal (fire)
Lombre (water/grass)
Pariachu (electric)
Graveler (rock)
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Full Name: Seth Vavasour
Nickname: n/a
Gender: Male
Age: (prologue) 26 (main story) 29
Height: 6"02'
Weight: ???lb
Build: Muscular
Occupation: 1st class grunt in Team Snatchum.
Appearance: A black shirt w/ a thunder bolt insignia, blue trousers, black boots,(white laces) brown leather pokeball holster/belt.
Hair: shaved
Eyes: brown
Skin: lightly tanned
Bio: Seth is a man of few words, and efficiently performs whatever task he's given. its unknown why he joined team Snatchum, but he was working for them for 7 years, and when Wes joined, Seth quickly became a sort of older brother to him.
Seth himself rejected promotion to become an Executive several times, as he himself said "I'm the type of guy that's just good a following orders, not giving them."
Pokemon: (start of the main story)
Tyranitar = dark/rock
Basteodon = rock/steel
Forretress = bug/steel
Kabutops - rock/water
Cloyster = water/ice
Dusclops = ghost
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Full Name: Cipher Aither
Nickname: The Blue Thunder
Gender: Male
Age: mid 40s
Height: 5"11'
Weight: ???lb
Build: skinny
Occupation: Commander within Team Snatchum.
Appearance: a white long coat with golden trim and a bolt of lightning on the back, brown boots with black straps and a pair of white immaculate trousers
Hair: brown
Style: slicked back
Eyes: green
Skin: pale
Bio: Cipher is one of the 7 Team Snatchum commanders, he leads his own unit, and everyone under him have their uniform and pokeballs marked with a bolt of lightning.
Pokemon: (start of the main story)
Lucario
Luxray
Magneteon
Lanturn
Electrode
Donphan
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