Might as Well (Mod)

[shiro]

So give me reason to prove me wrong

EVERY TRUTH THAT YOU'D DENY

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,450,true] He had to start someplace, so he figured it might as well be someplace familiar. Someplace he had seen wild pokemon of all types. Not too intimidating a place, either. Aether park was gorgeous, though he was rather busy for noticing that today. He was scanning everywhere sharply, looking for a pokemon that would be his target. His first member in a team of six, and a comrade in battle. He wasn't remiss and knew that the ones he had in mind would not just pop out of the water, trees or foliage and into his waiting arms. Probably he would see many he didn't have in mind for his idealistic team first. That was fine, they could have uses in matters of trade or sales. He was practical about that kind of thing. Sunlight shone off his pure, snow white hair and made him narrow his eyes. It was bright out here, and it was nice weather. Pokemon would doubtless be about. He'd seen a few movements, but none had stuck around long enough for closer observation. A little frustrating, but he did want those of a braver, more outgoing, sort. Ones that would be best for someone like him. Tactical and practical, that was Shiro Matsuo. The dewgong gijinka who liked cold weather and sun alike, and was more withdrawn into his own business than most. Not enough that he didn't make his own silent observations on everything, and everyone, around him. He just wasn't very social, was all. He had everything figured out. He would be the kind of trainer that would be respected one day, he was sure. He would move ahead in the world, through pokemon and battling, both. People paid good money for pokemon they were after. He had no qualms doing business with these people. He of course wasn't merely a selfish individual in it for simply money and reputation. He wouldn't sell pokemon he caught to unsavory sorts of people. Plus he actually would treat his own as equals. After all...it was their blood that had saved his life. Endowed him with their abilities. He owed them much, and he was quite aware of this. He wasn't sure where to focus his attention, because while he had a team in mind already, he didn't know which he would want to come across first. He was also unsure of exactly which types he might run into here, even though grass, ground and normal types, as well as flying, didn't seem remiss. He stood underneath a tree, where the sunlight was not as bright, and looked about him. Anything could be here, and he was plenty open for surprises. The only thing that had vexed him a little was being told that, although he was one of the 'legal' gijinka, he was to find his own partner. He never imagined having to fight and catch a pokemon himself. While after the fact the pokemon could resume doing battle like for any other trainer, the first one was up to him to capture. That was just odd. Or so it felt. He knew how to use his abilities, but that was against other gijinka who'd bullied him in school or gave him trouble in general. Not against pokemon. He wasn't too sure that it might not be a good idea to catch other members of his team himself, either. Depending on what he found, or their level of skill, would it be so bad an idea? His type...it was not so common as some. Ice types were, he knew, not as common as normal, or grass, or others that he'd come across. You had to be more specific in looking for many of them. So would it hurt to help out that way? He decided to see how he felt after he battled his first battle for his first pokemon. That was the business at hand, after all.

CREDITS;; Ryuujin ★ TAGGED;; Mod ★ WORDS;; 651

[Cori]

WILD ODDISH APPEARED!

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IT IS SHINY!
Oddish || Male ||Chlorophyll || Grass/Poison|| 10
Absorb || Sweet Scent || Acid

The Oddish yawned as he trotted through the park's high grass and absentmindedly wondering why he, among his kind, seemed to be unable to sleep easily during the day regularly. Sure, he could manage it sometimes, but other days he would end up staying awake long after the sun rose in the sky and the others buried themselves in the park's soil to slumber in wait for the moon to come out once again. And it wasn't like he didn't try, but his attempts to rest normally fell through much more frequently than they succeeded. Take today for example. He had fully intended on burrowing down for a long day's rest just before sunrise, but by the time the Pidgeys started chirping in their trees to herald the day he was still wide awake and, somehow, extremely tired at the same time. The grass-type gave a frustrated sigh as he stumbled out into a more clear area, his bright green body and even brighter green leaves swaying with every step as he crossed the lush, carefully-manicured park grass. If only one of the other Oddish nearby knew Sleep Powder he might be able to ask one of them to help him with his problem, but at the same time they probably wouldn't help him anyway. He was an oddball of an Oddish, his colors off and his attitude just as strange to the others of his species. They took his day-walking to be some kind of character quirk as opposed to something involuntary, and his dealings with them were always awkward and forced. No, the shy creature thought with a shake of his leaves, he would have to figure this out on his own. Maybe he could appeal to someone outside his species? A Jigglypuff perhaps? Most of them would sing to anyone who would listen, so long as it meant they had an audience. But how would he possibly convince them to help him?

The Oddish heaved another sigh as he reached the shade of a large tree and strolled right under it, his too-bright leaves drooping tiredly as he struggled to think this through, too lost in his thoughts to notice the white-haired human standing just feet away, even though he had just walked by him seconds before.

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[shiro]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #0F0F0F; height: 500px; width: 400px; -webkit-border-radius: 4em; -moz-border-radius: 4em ; border-radius: 4em; box-shadow: #1C1B1C 0px 0px 7px;] [style=background: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/sxm93m.jpg); height: 250px; width: 390px; -webkit-border-radius: 4em 4em 0em 0em; -moz-border-radius: 4em 4em 0em 0em; border-radius: 4em 4em 0em 0em; border: #242323 6px solid; padding-top: 25; padding-left: 25; padding-left: 25; padding-bottom: 25; opacity: 0.8;] [/style] [style=width: 420px; margin-top: -10px; padding-top: -2px; font-size: 25px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: #5E5E5E; text-align: center; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 2px; letter-spacing: -2;]So give me reason to prove me wrong,[/style] [style=width: 420px; padding-top: -2px; margin-top: -10px; font-size: 15px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: violet; text-align: center; text-shadow: #000000 5px 4px 2px; letter-spacing: 4px;]EVERY TRUTH THAT YOU'D DENY[/style] [style=width: 420px; height: 250px; padding-top: -1px; font-size: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #474747; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; padding: 5px;] He was caught up in his thoughts, when he saw leaves moving through the grass and coming towards him. His first thought was that it was impossible. Plants didn't move. Yet he quickly remembered that some grass type pokemon did and his mind put two and two together, figuring out what the pokemon might be only a second before it appeared. When it did, he was astounded for a moment. It wasn't that he had never seen a pokemon that was differently colored from the rest of its species. They even had their own little nickname. Shiny. Though really, they weren't shiny as opposed to completely off color. That was normal for them. True, it was an oddish. Otherwise a pretty regular pokemon--he'd seen several wandering in places where there were flowers and grass. They frequented them. Only nothing like this one before. Nothing that was pure green, through and through. Would it maybe be a good idea to think about capturing it? That or seeing if it wanted to come along voluntarily... He took a few steps, so that he was standing in front of it. Not hard, because it wasn't moving very fast. With that round little body and two very small feet, he didn't know if it even could move very fast. Probably. It was always a better bet not to underestimate any kind of pokemon based solely on appearance. He figured it would notice him anyhow. That or walk right into his shoe. So he knelt down, and rested his elbows on his knees. An altogether un-threatening posture. Which was what he was going for. Then, he figured he might as well say something before it did up and bump into him, not watching where it was going. "Hey." Simple, but effective. If words weren't needed he didn't say them. It occurred to him readily words weren't something, at least not in any language he'd understand, that oddish could exchange with him. He usually got the gist though, when it came to pokemon. They were expressive, for one thing. They had no problem communicating in their own way. Plus it got easier with time, if they were with you. You started getting a feel for personalities and attitudes. He was pretty adept at it, to boot. He didn't know much about the different colored pokemon. Save they were a different color. His experience was limited, but he didn't think anything else was different. Still, to have one might be interesting, right? He wondered what color it turned when it evolved. Maybe someone else would know. Maybe someone had even hoped for an oddish like this? Or wanted different colored pokemon. He could see that being possible. Oddish was common...but not this kind. [/style] [style=width: 420px; padding-top: -2px; font-size: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #474747; text-align: justify; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 2px; background-color: #171617; padding: 2px;]tags; Cori; good roll, and post is not short! <3 words; 464[/style] [style=width: 420px; padding-top: -2px; font-size: 15px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: #5E5E5E; text-align: left; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 2px; letter-spacing: 2;] [/style] [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 9px; color: #222222; line-height: 100%; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase;]table by Keikei @ BTN[/style]

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[Cori]

WILD ODDISH APPEARED!

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IT IS SHINY!
Oddish || Male ||Chlorophyll || Grass/Poison|| 10
Absorb || Sweet Scent || Acid

A rustle of movement nearby followed by a single, human word caught the Oddish’s attention as he plodded along, jolting him from his sleep-deprived thoughts. Blinking, the grass-type looked up to see a white-haired human crouching on the ground mere inches away from his face. Startled, the Oddish hopped back with a squeak, feeling more than a little embarrassed that he’d nearly run right into the boy, though any lingering humiliation quickly faded into curiosity as he looked up at the young man. While he could not be sure - his understanding of the human language was pretty poor - he was almost positive that the boy had greeted him, which was a surprise in and of itself. While he saw many humans up close on almost a day to day basis living here in the park, few ever recognized him or spoke to him, probably due to his strange coloration, as his light green skin and leaves tended to blend in with the park’s greenery near seamlessly. That one of them would no only see him but stop to chat with him was a bit of a shock, though not really unpleasant. Then again, he had almost run face-first into the boy, so maybe he was just trying to point him in the right direction? Maybe he should be more careful from now on during his tired wanderings. Lost in thought once more, it took the weed-like Pokémon a moment to realize that he was still staring at the human in awkward silence. Whoops!

“Oddish!” He chirped up, waving one of his leaves in a friendly greeting as he tried to brush off the awkward moment - though he felt like his staring in this case was justified by both his lack of a good day’s rest and the boy’s unique appearance. From what little he knew of the species that shared their world, humans rarely had such stark white hair unless they were elderly, and this one looked quite young compared to some of the others he had seen. Perhaps he was just a bit odd-looking for his kind as well? As strange as that was, it made the Oddish a little happy to think that there could be oddities in humans as well; it made the trainer race seem somehow closer to Pokémon, less “above” them. Or maybe it was just this human in particular that was different, the Oddish thought as he tilted his head back to get a better look a the turquoise-eyed teen. There was certainly something off about him, something almost cold that sent a shiver through the shiny’s body, though the boy himself did not seem like a bad person - at least not yet. Very peculiar, but at the same time it was interesting and made the Oddish want to stick around for a little while longer. Besides, it was not like he had anything else to do on a sleepless day like this one but wander aimlessly through the park, so why not stay and chat a while?

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[shiro]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #0F0F0F; height: 500px; width: 400px; -webkit-border-radius: 4em; -moz-border-radius: 4em ; border-radius: 4em; box-shadow: #1C1B1C 0px 0px 7px;] [style=background: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/sxm93m.jpg); height: 250px; width: 390px; -webkit-border-radius: 4em 4em 0em 0em; -moz-border-radius: 4em 4em 0em 0em; border-radius: 4em 4em 0em 0em; border: #242323 6px solid; padding-top: 25; padding-left: 25; padding-left: 25; padding-bottom: 25; opacity: 0.8;] [/style] [style=width: 420px; margin-top: -10px; padding-top: -2px; font-size: 25px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: #5E5E5E; text-align: center; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 2px; letter-spacing: -2;]So give me reason to prove me wrong,[/style] [style=width: 420px; padding-top: -2px; margin-top: -10px; font-size: 15px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: violet; text-align: center; text-shadow: #000000 5px 4px 2px; letter-spacing: 4px;]EVERY TRUTH THAT YOU'D DENY[/style] [style=width: 420px; height: 250px; padding-top: -1px; font-size: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #474747; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; padding: 5px;] Shiro was amused when the oddish stared up at him, as though in surprise at first, but then with what he thought passed quite plausibly for interest. Well, that made two of them. He was really rather interested by the oddish, with its unique coloring. He wasn't so 'normal' himself. He supposed his snowy white hair and bright, turquoise eyes set him enough apart to be considered unique in and of himself, so far as 'colors' went. Maybe the oddish was mutually interested, in much the same thing? He was lucky that he was one of the legal gijinka. Otherwise, he would have been pretty easy to single out. As it was, he didn't have to worry about that. He pitied those that did. Epispect might have created the DNA transfer, and even been the ones to take it from the pokemon using their technology. But when people would die without it, and they would deny it to them because they charged a hefty fee...he thought they were pretty bloody selfish for it. He was fortunate, for sure... The oddish waved a leaf in what looked like a return greeting, and he allowed for a slight smile. So small, and yet it held such potential and the abilities it had were fascinating. Pokemon were fascinating, and, in his opinion, the real saviors of the human race. Not Epispect. They were merely using what the pokemon had themselves. He wasn't sure how to hold a conversation with the little oddish, but he would be damned if he didn't attempt, since it looked like it was, either way. "Well, makes two of us who are different," he said quietly, reflectively. He wasn't sure what pokemon made of him. Some seemed to almost sense he was different. Whether they sensed that of all gijinka or no, he wasn't certain. Still, how could they not know something was amiss? There were humans like him, with completely odd colored hair and eyes. Some even had 'fangs', as it were, or different looking eyes altogether, though those were far less common. Most people didn't show outside of hair color. Some not even then. Those were the fortunate ones, and the ones that could usually get away best at being illegal. He wouldn't have stood a chance. "You're lucky, though. You at least can be what you are without harassment," he said, though he wondered...how true was that? Surely other pokemon and trainers alike would see oddish as different. Not that it stood out so much here...the grass and greenery were a perfect camouflage. It could hide almost seamlessly, he was sure. It had nearly bumped into him, so he'd seen it. Yet how many others had, or would? Probably not many. [/style] [style=width: 420px; padding-top: -2px; font-size: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #474747; text-align: justify; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 2px; background-color: #171617; padding: 2px;]tags; Cori; wow, same word count as last one! XD words; 464[/style] [style=width: 420px; padding-top: -2px; font-size: 15px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: #5E5E5E; text-align: left; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 2px; letter-spacing: 2;] [/style] [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 9px; color: #222222; line-height: 100%; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase;]table by Keikei @ BTN[/style]

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[Cori]

WILD ODDISH APPEARED!

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IT IS SHINY!
Oddish || Male ||Chlorophyll || Grass/Poison|| 10
Absorb || Sweet Scent || Acid

The Oddish still had a difficult time understanding what exactly the human was saying, much to his embarrassment, but at least his tone was friendly enough. And the human had even let a small smile slip across his face! That, at least, was something the Oddish could understand, and he was glad for it; it made him feel like he was making some kind of progress in his understanding of humans, even if it was only baby steps at this point. Perhaps observing others could be a way to put his lonely, waking days to good use - he heard, after all, that some Pokémon could learn to understand the human language quite well, if they put in enough effort. Being a trained Pokémon surely helped with that, but...well, while the Oddish had considered trying to find a trainer once or twice before, he was not sure anyone would want a common Pokémon like him. True, his leaves were brighter and greener than those of more typical Oddish, but even then none of the humans that came to the park ever really noticed him - though his natural camouflage might have something to do with that. Blending in had its advantages when avoiding bigger, stronger Pokémon, but it could also be a drawback if he ever actually decided to go looking for attention. But then again, this human had seen him and was talking to him, so maybe not all hope was lost in that department?

The weed-like Pokémon tried to stifle a yawn but failed and had to resort to covering his mouth with one of his leaves instead. He hoped that the white-haired boy did not think it was because he was bored or anything, as it was just his usual sleepiness getting to him. If he had a trainer, maybe his odd sleeping hours might not be so strange, and he would not have to deal with the other Oddish he knew teasing him about being a weirdo and a day-walker, and that was not even touching how they would occasionally poke fun at his off colors. He wondered if humans did that too, and if this one chatting with him with the cool eyes and frosty hair had to face anything similar. There was something kind of comforting about this guy, despite that cold look about him, something that made his irritating sleeplessness a little more bearable. If there were more humans like him, perhaps it really would not be so bad to find one to be his trainer. Calmed and feeling a good deal cheerier than he had earlier, the grass-type found himself relaxing in Shiro’s company. True, he did not understand the boy’s words, but he still enjoyed having someone to listen to regardless. Though...there was something about how he spoke the last time that sounded a bit off...maybe not sad exactly, but it made the Oddish want to scoot closer and comfort him. So he did, making a little squeaking “‘Dish” sound as he moved, and patted the boy’s hand carefully with a leaf. Humans made comforting gestures like that too, right?

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[shiro]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #0F0F0F; height: 500px; width: 400px; -webkit-border-radius: 4em; -moz-border-radius: 4em ; border-radius: 4em; box-shadow: #1C1B1C 0px 0px 7px;] [style=background: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/sxm93m.jpg); height: 250px; width: 390px; -webkit-border-radius: 4em 4em 0em 0em; -moz-border-radius: 4em 4em 0em 0em; border-radius: 4em 4em 0em 0em; border: #242323 6px solid; padding-top: 25; padding-left: 25; padding-left: 25; padding-bottom: 25; opacity: 0.8;] [/style] [style=width: 420px; margin-top: -10px; padding-top: -2px; font-size: 25px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: #5E5E5E; text-align: center; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 2px; letter-spacing: -2;]So give me reason to prove me wrong,[/style] [style=width: 420px; padding-top: -2px; margin-top: -10px; font-size: 15px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: violet; text-align: center; text-shadow: #000000 5px 4px 2px; letter-spacing: 4px;]EVERY TRUTH THAT YOU'D DENY[/style] [style=width: 420px; height: 250px; padding-top: -1px; font-size: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #474747; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; padding: 5px;] Shiro found it...comfortable...to speak with the green oddish. He went without talking to other people a lot. He found a lot of people really annoying, if he was being honest with himself. He didn't like liars, or lazy people. He hated incompetence, arrogance, conceit, violent people, people who talked about others behind their backs...and the list went on. It wasn't that he thought himself better than them. He just couldn't be bothered with their 'drama' as it were. So he didn't converse much, and he kept mostly to himself. It was nice to not feel he had to do that at the moment. Pokemon were far better, in his mind, than most people were. There were some people he cared about, and got on fine with. No one was perfect, he knew that. He didn't expect anyone to be. Yet he expected honesty, loyalty, and equality. Was that too much to ask? He expected others to pull their own weight too. Relationships should be give and take, not take and take, give and give. The oddish moved forward and placed one if its leaves on his hand, patting it. He was surprised by it--he had thought nothing of the little yawn, people yawned all the time for no reason--and that brought another slight smile to his face. A nice pokemon, this one. Was it lonely too, in its own way? It was different. Being different, no matter who or what you were, wasn't easy. "You're unique. It's not a bad thing," he told it, as though he were telling himself as much as oddish. He was still kneeling but then he decided to sit. The grass was soft and clean, and he wasn't about to just go anywhere at the moment. In fact, he was really debating taking oddish with him, if it wanted to come along. He had no pokemon, and this one seemed nice. A nice pokemon deserved a good trainer...if it wanted one. He didn't have oddish on his idea for a team. But he knew that there were a lot of people--especially younger ones--that found oddish cute and would love the idea of a differently colored one. If he did decide to part with it, he'd probably give it to someone like a little girl who would adore it and care for it properly. That was if he didn't keep it himself, come to that. "Do you get lonely, oddish?" He asked it. It wasn't something he could ever fathom asking another person. He just wasn't keen on doing things like that. Why were people so much less interesting or easy to talk to? He didn't know. He reached into his bag and pulled out a pokemon biscuit, and put it in front of the little bulb with leaves. Oddish were interesting in the way they looked generally. Like little flower bulbs, almost, with faces, two tiny legs, and leaves that were not leaves at all, but looked like them. Real leaves were not so durable, after all. They weren't so dexterous either. [/style] [style=width: 420px; padding-top: -2px; font-size: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #474747; text-align: justify; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 2px; background-color: #171617; padding: 2px;]tags; Cori; aww, cute Oddish! words; 517[/style] [style=width: 420px; padding-top: -2px; font-size: 15px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: #5E5E5E; text-align: left; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 2px; letter-spacing: 2;] [/style] [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 9px; color: #222222; line-height: 100%; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase;]table by Keikei @ BTN[/style]

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[Cori]

WILD ODDISH APPEARED!

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IT IS SHINY!
Oddish || Male ||Chlorophyll || Grass/Poison|| 10
Absorb || Sweet Scent || Acid

The Oddish was certainly glad that this human did not seem to be at all bothered by his sudden contact - in fact, the white-haired boy even smiled a bit, which was good. He did not want the boy to be sad, especially if it had anything to do with his somewhat different looks. He tried not to let any jabs at his coloration get to him, so the human boy shouldn’t either! The Oddish was quickly realizing that this boy was rather nice, and coming to like him to the point where he felt kinda bad about thinking he was chilly earlier. There was still something kind of frosty about Shiro that he could not put his leaf on, but it had nothing to do with his personality. At least not when dealing with Pokémon, as everything he’d said so far was - as far as he could guess from tone and such - pretty friendly.

The grass-type was a little surprised when the human sat down beside him, though he was glad that it looked more comfortable that the crouch he was in before. He mimicked the movement and plopped down himself, sitting with his nubby little feet stretched out in front of him. Yes, this was nice and relaxing, even if it was not the way he should spend his days - sleeping buried up to his leaves in the soil. Still, this was nice, something he could definitely grow used to. Maybe the boy would take him along? And if he did not want to keep him, surely he could introduce him to another nice human? That would...that would actually be kind of nice. The Oddish had to blink at that thought. He considered becoming a trained Pokémon a few times, but that was more playing with the idea than anything. Now, he was seriously thinking about it, to his own mild surprise. Where had that come from? Was it a product of his drowsiness, or was it perhaps something more meaningful than that, than even finding an escape from his lonely days? It was probably learning that humans could be fun to be around that did it. Sure, he had only known the boy for a few minutes, but he felt more at peace by his side than he did with his own species. Perhaps it really was time to set out on his own to find a trainer, if the boy beside him did not decide to help him with that.

Another string of human words - one that he recognized as the name of his kind - caught the Oddish’s attention again, and he looked up at the human as he tried to decipher just what he was asking. Was he asking if he was...alone? Lonely maybe? Well, right now he would be right on both guesses. He liked to be alone, away from the other Oddish during the day when he was the only one away, but that also made him lonely. He was always the odd one out, and while he personally liked his bright green color, it still made him feel a little sad when the others laughed that he might as well be another blade of grass for how green he was. “...dish.” He said quietly, wiggling his whole body in a sort of nodding motion that shook his leaves. It was as close to a human “yeah” as he could get, and it made him feel a bit down to admit it.

When he looked down again, there was some kind of snack placed in front of his face in offering. The Oddish had seen such treats before every now and then when trainers brought their Pokémon to the park to play. He wondered what they tasted like, especially since wild Oddish would usually forgo solid foods in favor of basking in moonlight. His first nibble on the treat was curious, unsure what to think of the biscuit but after that he munched down the rest of it quickly, pleasantly surprised to find that it tasted good. That lightened his mood after the previous flash of gloom, and the Oddish squeaked his thanks while waving his leaves happily. “Dish dish!”

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[shiro]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #0F0F0F; height: 500px; width: 400px; -webkit-border-radius: 4em; -moz-border-radius: 4em ; border-radius: 4em; box-shadow: #1C1B1C 0px 0px 7px;] [style=background: url(http://i56.tinypic.com/sxm93m.jpg); height: 250px; width: 390px; -webkit-border-radius: 4em 4em 0em 0em; -moz-border-radius: 4em 4em 0em 0em; border-radius: 4em 4em 0em 0em; border: #242323 6px solid; padding-top: 25; padding-left: 25; padding-left: 25; padding-bottom: 25; opacity: 0.8;] [/style] [style=width: 420px; margin-top: -10px; padding-top: -2px; font-size: 25px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: #5E5E5E; text-align: center; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 2px; letter-spacing: -2;]So give me reason to prove me wrong,[/style] [style=width: 420px; padding-top: -2px; margin-top: -10px; font-size: 15px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: violet; text-align: center; text-shadow: #000000 5px 4px 2px; letter-spacing: 4px;]EVERY TRUTH THAT YOU'D DENY[/style] [style=width: 420px; height: 250px; padding-top: -1px; font-size: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #474747; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; padding: 5px;] The oddish sat down with him, and he couldn't help but think this pokemon made him smile far more than he had around any person had, in such a short time. Pokemon were just so easy to be around! Friendly ones like this oddish especially. The 'reply' seemed to be what he was suspecting, for whatever reason. The oddish was lonely...just like him. He thought maybe it was its color that differentiated it but he couldn't be sure. He didn't know that the other oddish spent all day sleeping in the ground. So he merely gave it a nod, and confirmed, "well, me too." He watched it then as it devoured the biscuit he'd given it. He never met a pokemon who didn't like them. They were flavorful treats and designed especially for them, with them in mind. It was nice, sitting in the warm sunlight. He felt at peace in a calm, soothing place with a nice pokemon by his side. It was no wonder trainers--at least the decent sort--cared so much about their pokemon companions. There was good reason. He never had had very many friends. He didn't need them, and he was very particular about the ones he had made. Now, on this journey hunting for pokemon, he was alone and wanted to make a different kind of friend. Pokemon. "Well, if you're lonely...you could always come with me. I doubt I'd be so solitary if pokemon like you were with me. Hardly feels like I need people," he told it honestly, but then added, "pokemon are different." He still found the green coloration fascinating. Unique things were always interesting. At least to him. He had five completely empty pokeballs. To think that eventually, there would be pokemon in all of them, was interesting. In the end of this, six pokemon would occupy six pokeballs at his side at all times. Through thick and thin, calm or chaotic, they'd be with him. It was a really damn nice thought. Oddish could be one of them--at least if he wanted to. At least for a while, or who knew how long? [/style] [style=width: 420px; padding-top: -2px; font-size: 10px; font-family: verdana; color: #474747; text-align: justify; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 2px; background-color: #171617; padding: 2px;]tags; Cori; the sitting part was adorable. ^^ words; 361[/style] [style=width: 420px; padding-top: -2px; font-size: 15px; font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: #5E5E5E; text-align: left; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 2px; letter-spacing: 2;] [/style] [style=font-family: courier new; font-size: 9px; color: #222222; line-height: 100%; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase;]table by Keikei @ BTN[/style]

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[Cori]

WILD ODDISH APPEARED!

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IT IS SHINY!
Oddish || Male ||Chlorophyll || Grass/Poison|| 10
Absorb || Sweet Scent || Acid

As he swallowed the last bit of the Pokémon biscuit, the Oddish wondered how humans knew how to make such tasty food. Wild Pokémon such as himself relied on what nature provided to sustain themselves, but humans could take what they received from the land and make it into something completely different, something entirely new. And it was not just food; there were even Pokémon that would not exist today without human influence! Sure, there were still bad ones out there that littered in the park, or trainers who sicked their stronger Pokémon on weaker ones either for experience or for laughs, but he was learning that there were good ones out there, ones like the human beside him who were actually very nice. And now he learned that some made yummy treats!

At the white-haired teen’s nod, the Oddish scooted closer to Shiro, close enough to touch the boy lightly. While he was not so good with the human languages, gestures were a lot easier to understand. So he was lonely too? Maybe that was just how it was for everyone that was a little different, but at the same time, who said they had to be completely alone? After all, they could still have people and Pokémon like each other around to talk to. If you were lonely, you just had to find someone else who was lonely and friendly too, right? And, somehow, they had. If only he could stay with the white-haired boy instead of going back to the other Oddish in his group, or even if he could find someone just as friendly, it would be great. But how could he ask, when he was not even sure that the boy would understand him?

And then, the boy spoke up again, and something about his voice - something questioning, perhaps even inviting, told the grass-type that he might not have to. Or maybe he was getting too hopeful and putting meaning to the young man’s words that they really did not have. Either way, it got his courage up enough to nod, not sure whether it was just to himself or an answer to the boy’s question, but either way it was a nod of firm decision. He might not stay with the boy forever, but he knew for sure that he wanted to go with him for as long as he would have him. His mind made up, the bright green Oddish stood up once more, gently hopped up into Shiro’s lap, and glanced up at the boy with determination in his tiny red eyes. “Oddish dish dish!” I want to go with you! It might not be the clearest way get his point across, but there it was. Now it was up to Shiro to decide whether to take him along or not. The Oddish hoped that he would, the anticipation making his leaves quiver a little in a way he couldn’t completely blame on a passing breeze.

ODDISH WANTS TO GO WITH SHIRO! HE IS WILLING TO BE CAPUTED!

OOC: I can hand control of him over to you if you want or keep going for a little while. I’m just not sure how it will work out fighting with myself if that’s the course of action you take with latter Pokémon. ‘>w> I think others have done it, but I don’t know if I’m capable. Also, please please please forgive me for the wait.

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WILD SEEDOT APPEARED!

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Seedot || Male ||Chlorophyll || Grass|| 6
Bide || Harden

Voices. There were voices somewhere nearby, talking peacefully about legendaries-know-what. Slowly, they became more and more distinct, stirring the Pokémon from his nap as he siphoned water and nutrients from the tree he was currently hanging from. Annoyed, the second grass-type wobbled into awareness, fidgeting as he hung from a particularly leafy branch. His stomach, he was disappointed to find, was still relatively empty; he attached himself to the bough earlier that morning in order to drink a full day’s “meal” from the tree, but now someone was interrupting that.

Which was completely unfair, because interruptions were absolutely and without a question his thing, the Seedot thought as the haze of sleep further lifted from his mind. He was the trickster who scared off foraging Pokémon with his antics, who pranked passing humans by kicking real acorns at them from his leafy hiding places, who tripped and jostled and got a huge chuckle out of the look on other Pokémon’s faces right before they fell flat on them. It was his specialty to be annoying, and these guys - whoever they were - were so breaking into his pest territory without even meaning to! It was infuriating. And, at the same time, it was pathetic. He shifted his weight a bit, kicking with his tan little feet to swing around to get a better view of the spot under his tree in search of the culprits - and his future victims, if the self-proclaimed prank master decided. Yeah, he was so going to put them in their place with his superior skills in the art of being an annoyance. Just why he was so proud of being a bother was anyone’s guess.

He did not have to look very far: in fact, the chitty-chatters (as he decided to call them, mentally) were sitting right beneath his branch, oblivious to the prankage that was about to befall them. One of them was a human boy with weird-ass hair, its white color more suitable to the elderly members of his kind, while the other was an equally freaky looking Oddish in a green that was so bright it was almost eye-burning. They were probably trainer and Pokémon, or at least friends, if the Seedot had to guess. Ugh. Some Pokémon could be so stupid, giving up their freedom to permanently shackle themselves to a trainer for life. Pa-the-tic. And the look of adoration on the Oddish’s face - and yes, he could see it from up here! He was not just making assumptions because it was a trained Pokémon or anything - was just plain sickening. He’d have to wipe that cheerful look right off that little weed’s face, and he knew just how to do it! Cackling silently to himself, the Seedot worked on planning his attack, wondering how best to go about scaring the ever-living daylights out of the pair.

Of course, there was always dropping down from the tree. If he aimed right, he could probably bounce off both of their heads, which was sure to piss ‘em off.Then, once he provoked them into attacking him, he could Bide while the Oddish threw attacks at him and then blow them back with the stored energy later! Hah, throwing attacks back at them, that was worth taking a few hits any day! And hey, if things started going badly for him, he’d just hit and run the way he always did. Yeah, that was a plan, and a damn good plan. In fact, it was so good that he was going to do it right now!

“DOOOOT!” Take this you idioooots! The Seedot shouted as he kicked his feet, released his hold on the tree branch, and plummeted toward his targets, the air rushing by him as he fell. Bonk! He bounced right off the weirdo human’s white-haired head and onto the even weirder looking Oddish with a smack accompanied by a satisfying squeak of shock from his second victim. Then, with one last leap, he was on the grassy ground, cackling and jumping in place at the no-doubt priceless expressions those morons were bound to be making, now that they realized they were in the presence of Aether Park’s undisputed (because no one wanted to waste their time dealing with him) pranking master. Already, his body was starting to glow a faint red as he began to Bide his time, hoping that the Oddish would attack him, completely forgetting that goading as a grass-type goading a partial poison-type into attacking you was a monumentally bad idea on his part.

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