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Post by Cori on Mar 6, 2012 19:04:46 GMT -5
WILD HOOTHOOT APPEARED! [/style] Hoothoot|| Female || Keen Eye || Normal/Flying || Level 8 Tackle || Growl || Foresight || Hypnosis Again with the growling? Well, interesting or not and injured or not, this pale-haired human was certainly turning out to be unpleasant to deal with. Perhaps she should just knock him out an bolt after all, but once more that potentially damning curiosity got to her again as she turned back to gaze at him inquisitively. She wondered if there was some way to convey her intentions to him without getting attacked, but humans could be so dense when it came to understanding Pokémon language. The flying-type had already attempted to demonstrate that she was completely harmless to the man, but what of her intended offer to show him around the caves? As far as he knew, she was just hanging around him to - as the humans said - be a creeper. She needed to get her point across before he decided to make her leave him alone.
Cautiously, so as not to appear like she was planning to launch an attack at him, the Hoothoot half-hopped, half-flew over to the man’s feet, hooted softly, and pointed at him with one feathery little wing. You. Then she hopped a ways down the tunnel before stopping and pointing down the trail, before twisting back around to face him with another hoot. You can follow me if you want. I know these tunnels well, and might be able to help you avoid the more annoying creatures in here. That was the gist of what she meant, though there was no real way to articulate it all with nothing but some gestures, looks, and hoots. In her mind, it was a good deal; she could show him the way and - hopefully - be safe from a potential beating. Additionally, she might be able to convince him to line his pockets with a few more of the tunnel’s inhabitants. It was a somewhat cruel trick to pull, but there was only so much space down here and things could get pretty cramped with all the Pokémon scurrying around in the dark. Plus, with a decrease in population, she would be better able to keep tabs on everyone else down here, and if he did decide to capture her for some reason...well, she might miss her information acquisition a little, but she could always re-establish herself as a scout for somebody’s team. He certainly did not look like the type to keep a small, bland flying-type like her, but who knew?
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Post by ress1 on Mar 6, 2012 21:48:25 GMT -5
[atrb=width,152px][atrb=height,489px][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,5px,true][atrb=cellspacing,0px,true][atrb=background,http://i765.photobucket.com/albums/xx298/rainytango/reiner2-1.jpg,true] | Sometimes, it was easy to forget that pokemon could often be just as intelligent as humans. Sure, they were animals, and had their own instincts, but there was an intellect there that didn't exist for normal animals. They could think, reason, and plan, and even if they often did exceptionally stupid things, they were almost, almost people. Ludwig stared blankly as the hoothoot did it's little jig, pointing and hopping, and it took him a moment to catch on that it wasn't a dance - it was communication.
What had it done? Pointed. So it was talking about him. Then down the tunnel... ah, well then. The little bird was trying to guide him somewhere, and that was sure as hell fine with him. He straightened up to his full height, dusting himself off to dislodge the majority of the dust and dirty he'd accumulated while collapsed on the ground.
"You've got some guts, little puffball." He commented, giving her a dismissive little wave of his hands. "Alright, get going. Show me whatever you want to show me." He headed closer, starting to follow her down the tunnel. Just in case, he dug into his pocket, tossing a pokeball to release Belladona, his spinarak. The little spider wasn't exactly keen on an owl being nearby, and was more then happy to climb Ludwig's legs, taking up a watchful position on his shoulder.
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Post by Cori on Mar 13, 2012 16:17:17 GMT -5
WILD HOOTHOOT APPEARED! [/style] Hoothoot|| Female || Keen Eye || Normal/Flying || Level 8 Tackle || Growl || Foresight || Hypnosis A little trill of delight ran through the Hoothoot at the human’s compliment - not that she was fishing for any, but it was always nice to have someone appreciate her, even if it was in an offhand, throwaway manner. All the better that the trainer apparently understood that she wanted to show him what she knew of the cave, including some Pokémon that could either be good for capturing or, disregarding that, a handy bit of fighting experience for the little Spinarak he released in a flash of light. Naturally, the green spider seemed wary of her, but the arachnid really had nothing to fear from her unless she attacked first. Devouring bug-types was commonplace for flying-type Pokémon, but the owl detested the taste of those that were part poison-type, which was unfortunately counted for many of them. Consuming these particular species would often leave a disgusting aftertaste in her mouth, and occasionally their bodies contained enough venom to give her a minor case of poisoning even after death. Yes, it was better to just avoid eating those ones at all. Besides, even if she did find Ludwig’s companion appetizing for some strange reason, she had already eaten today. Satisfied that the Spinarak would be ready to attack anything that they ran across, the round little owl gave a short hoot of approval before hopping further down the tunnel, sticking to travel on foot so that she would not have to worry about leaving the others behind.
Now, the only question was where to lead the team first? There were quite a few branching tunnels down here in the catacombs, and each section held something a little different from the others. She wanted to demonstrate her value, but where could she find something that would accomplish that? Right now, she had no idea what the white-haired man was looking for, but he easily looked like one of the most intimidating humans she had ever seen. It was a safe bet that he was looking for something equally intimidating in a Pokémon. A catalogue of some of the tunnels’ more frightening denizens passed through her mind, but deciding which to pursue was a difficult matter.
Squelch. Something sticky underfoot caught the Hoothoot’s attention - something that she, preoccupied with her plans, had not noticed until now. Something that had the distinct aroma of honey, quite out of place in the subterranean environment. Stepping in it was a careless mistake, yet it gave the Hoothoot an idea - there was a Teddiursa living in these parts of the cave, a lone little thing that had gotten himself separated from his Ursaring guardian some weekss ago and had been living on his own ever since. But while Teddiursa were bland to begin with, they had the potential to evolve into Ursaring themselves, which most certainly were intimidating. And even if the pale-haired man decided that he did not want to go through the trouble of raising the bear-like creature it was always possible he might take it as an asset, or perhaps use it to train up his Spinarak. They should be on fairly even ground at this point. Yes, this was a good enough course of action, at least until she could come up with a better plan. Straining her large eyes, she picked up on several more damp patches where bits of honey clung to the tunnel floor, careening off to the side and down yet another forking tunnel. Hooting softly to herself, she turned to follow the trail of honey-drenched paw prints toward the one who made them, hoping that ones trailing behind her would not be too disappointed by what she was guiding them to.
[/size] WILD TEDDIURSA APPEARED! [/style] Teddiursa|| Male || Quick Feet || Normal || Level 6 Covet || Scratch || Leer || Lick || Fake Tears In the darkness of his tunnel home, the lone Teddiursa was doing his best not to cry. Crying was for weak baby Pokémon, like Togepi and Pichu. And Mama had always told him to be strong. So no matter how much the other Pokémon around him laughed at him because they thought he could not make it on his own, or how empty and ache-y his tummy was because he did not have a lot of food stored up to eat, he would prove them wrong. He was going to grow up big and strong even without his Mama there and evolve into a big, tough Ursaring and then he would show all of the guys who picked on him who was boss.
Yeah, he thought with a barely-suppressed sob as he licked his paws, still sticky with residual honey despite running on all-fours a while back, that’s just what I’ll do! The quiet tears threatening to spill out of his eyes were not real, just him practicing his Fake Tears attack, that was all.
A hoot of triumph caught the little brown-furred Pokémon’s attention, and he looked up from where he was curled up behind a rock in “his” little corner of this tunnel to see a familiar Pokémon turning around the bend. It was that Hoothoot again, the one that was always snooping around the tunnels, looking for Arceus-knows-what. The Teddiursa sniffled - because it was cold, not because he was a crybaby! - and dried his “Fake Tears” with the back of a honey-soaked paw before grumbling at the Hoothoot. “Ursa? Teddi teddi, ur.” What do you want? If you’re gonna laugh at me, I don’t wanna hear it. With that, he turned back to the wall with a huff, too quickly to see the man and Spinarak the Hoothoot was leading behind her, though he could hear Ludwig’s footsteps loud and clear.
“Ursaaaa!” I said go away! He growled, frowning as he realized that they were not, in fact going anywhere, and his insides twisted in anger. Why did everyone like to pick on him? Always taunting him about how pathetic he was without his big, scary Mama around to protect him. They laughed at him, stole his food, and then wouldn’t give him any peace even when he left the rest of the tunnel alone. In fact, probably the only reason he was still around was because they thought he was too pathetic to get rid of, and that he would just wither away and die on his own. Well he was sick of it! His Fake Tears attack was acting up again, but he ignored it, stood on shaky paws, and jumped out from behind the rock to Leer threateningly at a strange looking human and the Spinarak on his shoulder, claws at the ready for an attack if they decided to stick around and taunt him. “Ursa teddi!” Get lost!
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Post by ress1 on Mar 18, 2012 10:39:29 GMT -5
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The smell of honey was obvious in the air, and Belladona proceeded to skitter around Ludwig, climbing right down his back, then around to his front. Ludwig barely seemed to notice the spiders constant movement, having grown far too used to it. The spinarak paused, mouth clicking slightly as it tasted the smell of honey on the air, and Ludwig kept right on walking.
What was that? Ludwig was slightly disappointed to find a little teddybear pokemon standing before him, crouched in the corner. He let out a little snort as the teddiursa started to talk, and with Bella chirping slightly, he bend down towards the owl. "The hell is this? It's just some little bear. I don't want a bear." Hell no he did not want a bear. Not even bothering to approach the bear, he gave the owl a nice stern look. "I want something cool - like an owl. So how about you get in the damn pokeball, and I get the hell out of here." Just to prove his point, he pulled out an empty pokeball, waving it at the little owl.
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Post by Cori on Mar 18, 2012 20:57:10 GMT -5
WILD HOOTHOOT APPEARED! [/style] Hoothoot|| Female || Keen Eye || Normal/Flying || Level 8 Tackle || Growl || Foresight || Hypnosis The Hoothoot would have put her wing to her face in an approximation of that human gesture known as a “facepalm” if she were not attempting to appear professional - and not just attempting, because damn it, that was what she was! Yet this attempt at finding something interesting had turned out to be a failure either way, especially when the little runt of a bear started whining at them. The white-haired human was obviously not interested in such a weak, cuddly little creature...yes, her thinking was entirely wrong in this case, and now she likely looked incompetent for it. No, there had to be something she could to do amend this, and she began running mentally through her options and, wait, what did he just say?
Hoo? Telling me to go with him? She thought, blinking her large red eyes at the human for a moment, suddenly disinterested in her plans. Well, if he had just decided that earlier they could have avoided the whiny brat over there. While she had no doubt that she might miss some of the thrill of trading information in the caves, going with this strange human was sure to be enlightening. Her thirst for knowledge was strong, after all, and she desired to know more about him - or, rather, the peculiar humans like him. So if it cost her freedom to learn these things, than it was of little consequence to her. A life as a captured Pokémon was surely not the worst thing one could be sentenced to. So, rather than put up a fight, the Hoothoot merely nodded and made a motion to hop forward - but not before turning her gaze back toward the Teddiursa, sending several hypnotic rings at the bear. The Hypnosis was immediate, and the little bear hit the dust in seconds, its annoying mouth silenced. That accomplished, the round little owl gave one last satisfied hoot and hopped toward the man, nodded once more in acceptance of his offer-order, and then spread her little wings to fly up and tap the little button in the center of the ball with her beak. It was over quickly: crimson light engulfed the small flying-type and drew her into the ball, leaving only empty air and a few stray feathers in her wake.
HOOTHOOT WAS CAPTURED!
[/size] WILD TEDDIURSA APPEARED! [/style] Teddiursa|| Male || Quick Feet || Normal || Level 6 Covet || Scratch || Leer || Lick || Fake Tears The Teddiursa did not understand what the human intruder was saying to the Hoothoot and he really didn’t care, so long as the pale-haired gijinka got his butt gone from his makeshift home quickly. Thankfully, capturing or battling him seemed like it was the farthest thing from the man’s mind, and he instead started talking to the Hoothoot. The Teddiursa sniffed dismissively at that, wishing that they would go talk somewhere else, but at least they were not laughing at him. Finally, the Hoothoot nodded at the human and - wait, what was she doing?
The tan-coated bear had no time to run as the Hoothoot glanced at him with Hypnotic red eyes, sending a wave of drowsiness at the little normal-type that overpowered him in an instant. The last thing he heard before falling into a deep slumber was a contented hoot from the rude owl, and then he was face down in the dirt, out like a light.
TEDDIURSA...TOOK A NAP?
[/center][/blockquote] OOC: You can end it with your next post or I can close the thread now, whichever you want. Then again, you can move it yourself so why am I saying this? '>w> It was a pleasure modding for you![/blockquote][/justify][/size]
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