nuyhuy
Newb Kakes
*headdesk*
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Post by nuyhuy on Aug 18, 2008 18:07:10 GMT -5
Grovyle flinched as the small pokemon beside him gave a soft groan. For hours now, he had been hiding in a small patch of trimmed shrubs that bordered some sought of complex log house inhabited by creatures that looked like his old partner...
With a shake of his head and a small adjustment to his crouched stance, he continued his watch over the exhausted form of Celebi. She looked half dead, almost three quarters dead in the gray shade. Bah, silly girl.. shouldn't have dragg-
"ACHOO!"
"...I hate you, Cel..." Grovyle muttered, as the remains of the hedge fluttered down from the explosion of psychic power.
"Heh.. sorry..."
"Oh, it's fine. No-one will notice that a bush exploded."
"Really?"
Grovyle's only reaction was a facepalm.
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Post by Firebreath Fishslap on Aug 19, 2008 6:33:08 GMT -5
The group of Treetune, Todd, Snowy, and Ark were at the dry cleaner's nearby, currently trying to wash out the stench of orange juice from their clothing. As such, Tree was sitting around in a pair of jeans and an orange shirt and Ark was in his fox form
"Hey, is that a Grovyle over there?" Tree gasped. "That's what it looks like." Snowy said absentmindedly. "And is that a Shiny Celebi?!" Tree gasped again. "That's what it looks like." Snowy said again. "AWESOME! I WANNA CATCH IT!" Tree yelled. "Hold it, wise guy," Snowy snagged Tree's shirt on her scythe. "You don't have any Pokeballs and Todd's currently in the washing machine." "Oh yeah..." Tree sat down all grumpy-like. "I hate living in the real world where there aren't any Pokeballs..."
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