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Post by NumchucksIsBAMF on Jul 21, 2011 2:37:39 GMT
| [atrb=cellpadding,10px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,372,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: url(http://i897.photobucket.com/albums/ac172/icuwm/16781.png); border-radius: 5px 5px 5px 5px; border: 3px, solid, #2f5b5a; padding: 10px;] Nothing to hide, Cream Puff - Jamila's newly acquired Cubchoo - wasn't really all that amazed by life outside of the lab. He may of been were it not for one thing; Jamila had not headed the professors advice, and, as such, she had not put any clothes on. From behind her, Cream Puff realised that he had a miiiiighty fine view. The front of her was great to look at as well, but he was a little worried that if he ran ahead the girl would catch on to his game and put some clothes on.
Mousse was following along too, scowling at this horrible trainer who had - gasp! - made her walk by herself. She would be the first to admit that exercise was important, but the truth was that it was incredibly boring to just be walking along. With that in mind, she turned her head towards Cream Puff. < Hey, cutey, what's brought you to this girl's team? > she asked, her voice as velvety smooth as she could make it.
< Her, apparently, sweet-cheeks > he made a motion towards the naked woman, causing the Munchlax to scoff.
< She's an idiot. Look at her, walking around naked! It's a good thing I'm with her; my fans will stop her from getting raped! > When Mousse finished talking, she picked up the pace and held her head high, clearly irritated. Cream Puff, on the other hand, looked at the other Pokemon like she was crazy and then went back to admiring the view.
Jamila wasn't paying any attention to her Pokemon, trusting them to stick with her. She was good at trusting; she was trusting that nothing bad was going to happen while she walked around naked, after all. She was hoping to find a Pokemon, or maybe a trainer; she wasn't really picky.
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Post by KITTYWHISKERS on Jul 22, 2011 23:43:32 GMT
don't go into the long grass! featherwing city
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style,background-image: url('http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g163/spazzy-lil-fishie/Lolsites/salempurple.gif');,true][cs=2] a wild pkmn attacked ! | [atrb=width,100] PATRAT!male, lvl 04 tackle, leer.words; 144 mod; kit | [atrb=width,240]
Scurrying around the city of Featherwing was all in a day's work for the little Patrat. He liked his job, it made him feel useful and important. Well, he'd decided that it was his job. He simply had to patrol the streets, like any good patrat should really. He'd seen many interesting things today. He'd seen a strange pink-hair boy steal from someone. He'd seen a flock of Ducklett dancing in the street. He'd seen a girl wandering around with no skin--
He froze, ducking behind a dustbin and slowly peered out. Yes, it was a human, but she wasn't wearing any of the colour that they usually wore. This was very strange, very strange indeed. He shuffled forwards, eyes narrowed as he watched. That was possibly the weirdest thing he'd seen all day. Just wait until he told the guys what he'd seen..!
peepin' tom patrat
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Post by NumchucksIsBAMF on Aug 10, 2011 10:04:59 GMT
| [atrb=cellpadding,10px,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,372,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background: url(http://i897.photobucket.com/albums/ac172/icuwm/16781.png); border-radius: 5px 5px 5px 5px; border: 3px, solid, #2f5b5a; padding: 10px;] Nothing to hide, Being such a new trainer, it was rather hard for Jamila to realise that small sounds she could hear were actually footsteps. Maybe in a few months she'd be able to know where every Pokemon in the world was hiding, but not quite yet. As such, the Patrat didn't catch her attention and she just kept on walking.
Mousse didn't realise anything was there, either. She was too busy strutting ahead, leading the way through the unfamiliar streets. With her head in the air and her eyes closed it was simply bizarre that she hadn't run into anything yet. Her trainer followed along, seeming to take the Pokemon's confident movements as proof that the creature knew where she was going.
Creampuff yawned, quickly getting tuckered out in the summer sun. He wasn't made for this weather and he knew it. He rushed forward a few steps and tapped Jamila's leg. When she turned around, he started tapping at her bag instead. The dark haired girl opened the bag, staring at her Pokemon for a moment. Creampuff started digging through the things, quickly finding his pokeball, with a tap of it, he was sucked inside.
Mousse turned around, huffing as she realised that the other Pokemon was hiding in it's horrible little ball. Considering that he was the only not-horrible thing around, she was rather annoyed. Still, she wasn't going to let that be known. The Munchlax turned back around and continued walking through the streets, soon followed by Jamila.
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Post by TSAVO on Aug 12, 2011 4:34:29 GMT
The Patrat was beyond pleased that the girl had not yet spotted, nor did her pokemon. That meant that he could investigate her further. Why was she the same color all over? Humans were not normally like that! He moved quickly in the most ninja moves he could pull off, ducking behind garbage cans and staring people as he followed them. One of the pokemon eventually returned to her pokeball, and the Patrat was a little less concerned with being caught spying on her. At least now she only had one pokemon to rip him apart.
Rolling across the ground, he suddenly found himself a bit closer to the human than he intended. In fact, he now stood at her side. Looking her up and down, he would have raised an eyebrow, had he had one to raise. Scurrying forward again to look at the female's face and see if it really was a human, he stopped once again before her, still doing the best he could to hide behind objects. However, this time he seemed to have picked the wrong thing to hide behind. Someones foot!
Not paying attention, the pokemon grabbed onto a man's pant leg, having followed the girl for quite a while now. However, upon doing this, the man kicked his leg out in surprise, sending the pokemon sprawling out in her path. He tried to move to his feet, but worried she might have spotted him before and realized that he had been following and spying on her for who knows how long now. He looked up carefully at the girl before closing his eyes again. She was definitely a human, but he felt odd looking at her with no clothes, at least this close to her. It was not something he figured he should be seeing.
Patrat did not attack
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