The students at Cherrilli Academy are just like the kids at any other school. They have their friends, enemies, boyfriends and girlfriends, and tons of drama, but they are Pokemon trainers! Each trainer is a member of a team that represents a Pokemon region. The teams compete against each other for the grand prize at the end of the semester. Good luck!
Post by Ayame Sokowasa on Feb 25, 2014 20:24:06 GMT -5
Ayame casually strolled into the park, whistling as she went. Her black and teal skirt blew in the heavy wind, along with her blue tie. Her teal pigtails also blew in the wind wildly along her gray shirt, pressed flat against torso. Her Buizel, behind her fell over in the wind, to which she quickly helped him up.
Ayame and Bruiser walked into a patch of neatly cut flowers, ready for battle. Ayame also pulled out her Pokedex and a pokeball out of her Phanpy Pack (pokemon puns, hahaa), just in case.
There were numerous combees and oddish out this morning. Several other grass and bug types roamed around, lazy and happy. However, one felt the need to greet the girl in the garden. <Good morning,> she chirped.
ooc: honestly, the first time i posted in here, roselia and oddish were the only things my generator prompted for you. ahaha.
The budew nodded, then shook herself, as she was almost entirely head. ”Um… I’m fine with being f-friends, but my mommy says I’m still too young for a trainer.” She clapped her little buds. ”But, I might be able to talk Mommy into it…” The budew danced in place. ”I’d like to be a trainer’s friend and partner! Please, let’s go talk to my mommy!”
The budew wants you to follow it. Follow or seek out another pokemon?
Post by Ayame Sokowasa on Mar 2, 2014 20:15:52 GMT -5
Ayame followed the young Budew, not entirely understanding its pokemon speech of "Bud-Budew!" Although, she wanted Aya to follow it. So, she did. Ayame hoped she would learn to understand her better. Ayame and Bruiser followed the small Budew to its mom, in a small grove of flowers. Bruiser followed closely behind her and if she needed to charm the mom into it, she would send out her newly adopted Glameow. She was uptight and proper, so she seemed like a good caretaker.
She pressed the button on Glamour's pokeball and it appeared with a meow. She was listening from inside her pokeball and walked up to the young Budew.
She meowed in her British accent, <Aren't you just a cute little doll!> Glamour licked her fur. <I'm sure I can talk to your mom about this.> She gave a smile with a cute, "Nyaa~!"
The budew was glad that Ayame and her other pokemon followed. The grass type giggled at the glameow. <Hehe, you probably can~>
Of course, the budew’s mother was no small grass type. Sitting before a huge thicket of roses gnarled around a magnolia tree with daffodils blooming all around sat the budew’s mother. The budew’s mother was huge and surrounded by several other budews, plus a few eggs. It seemed this was the big mama.
The torterra looked up from her other children, snorted, and narrowed her eyes. <Baby, who are these?>
<I want her to be my trainer, Momma, and these are her pokemon!>
The torterra frowned visibly. <Mm-hm. And, can you take care of my baby any better than I can? Why should I trust you with her?> Very protective, it seemed. And, at her level, brute strength wouldn’t do at all.
Post by Ayame Sokowasa on Mar 2, 2014 20:39:38 GMT -5
(OOC: Torterra -> Budew? Wouldn't it be a Roserade/Roselia? XDD Also, I'm tempted to buy a Master Ball and catch the Torterra, but I don't have enough money... D'oh!)
Ayame wasn't surprised, and her Buizel was trying to catch her up with their speech.
Well, it isn't unusual for a mother to be protective. Anyways. Aya prompted Glameow.
"I might not be the most responsible person to be honest, but my Glameow is like a mother. She's responsible and mature."
<Yes, if it wouldn't be a bother, anyways.> Her British accent was making her sound more trustworthy. Glamour licked her fur again.
<Your little doll is just the cutest, and Ayame will raise it to be clever and strong, like herself. We'll come back from time to time to maybe share some tea over some crumpets (had to add that in) and enjoy ourselves. It also looked like you have quite the burden of children there, I'm sure this will lighten the work load. Hmm?>
Not responsible…? Already, this wasn’t sitting well with the torterra. The torterra had nothing to base Ayame’s strength or cleverness by, so that was thrown out as reasoning as well. Her frown only depended when the glameow insinuated that the children were burdens. Using one of her vines to pull the budew which tried to befriend Ayame clower, the torterra narrowed her eyes.
<Is that what my baby would be, hm, a burden? Work?> Ah. It seems the glameow had touched a nerve.
Post by Ayame Sokowasa on Mar 2, 2014 21:27:50 GMT -5
(OCC: I see XD)
Honesty didn't seem to work and Glameow's straight foreword speaking hadn't worked, at all.
Glameow looked at Ayame, <Sorry.>
Glamour wouldn't want to go on, to make it worse... And Ayame and Glameow wouldn't want to lie either, they were stuck in a corner.
The only way out that appealed was determination, but Aya wasn't going to give up on the little Budew. She would chip away at the mother.
Ayame counted the little Budews. Over twenty.
"Glameow didn't mean that they were burdens in a bad way, miss. But if I'd have over twenty kids, I would have some trouble... at least. Not saying that you are unfit to take care of these pokemon here, and I understand that you won't give away your child... No one would." She continued on, "Although, don't think I am giving up on her, you can guide her, but she still has her own free will. And having a trainer and learning and growing would be a good exerience for her... For any pokemon."
Buizel and Glameow nodded, Aya was being more smart than usual.
<Uuum... I would like to have someone to play with.> Bruiser said in his queit, raspy voice.
The torterra stared Ayame down, stared the glameow down, stared the buizel down. The girl looked to be a child herself. What did she know about raising children? However, Ayame’s words of enriching her child certainly reached the huge grass type. She relented, only barely visible in her expression. Furthermore, she would never deny one of her children a suitable play partner.
Carefully picking up her precious baby and placing her in Ayame’s arms--the teal haired girl had better have open arms for the torterra’s ultra precious baby child--the torterra would carefully instruct the trainer. <I wanna see her every now and then. And, if she ends up hurt--not “boo boos after a battle” hurt--I. Will. Find. You.” But, other than that, it seemed Ayame had the torterra’s blessing. <Play nice, okay, li’l orange?> Hm. Seems the torterra had a soft spot for the water type.
Post by Ayame Sokowasa on Mar 2, 2014 22:22:52 GMT -5
Ayame nodded at the Torterra and thanked her many times, to the point where it got annoying. She cradled the Budew, and tickled it slightly.
Bruiser walked up to the mom, and spoke quietly, daunted by her intimidating mother figure. <Thank you, miss... I appreciate it.>
She looked at the Budew, and pulled a pokeball out of her Phanpy Pack, she presses the button and a red flash sucked the Budew into it. It shook once... Twice... Three times... An Budew was caught! She quickly returned Budew to the outside world, though.
The torterra used one of her many vines to pat the buizel on the top of the head. <If you're so grateful, watch after her, okay?> With that, the torterra went back to attending to her brood of young.
Ayame earned 10 points! Move on and look for more pokemon or head home?
species: budew type: grass/poison name: member chooses gender: female level: 5 attacks: growth, absorb abilities: natural cure, poison point, leaf guard nature: Very sweet. She enjoys making friends and gets upset when she thinks she's mad an enemy. A bit naive, it will take her some time to realize not everyone had her best interest in mind--aka, she doesn't understand stranger danger. Dreams of surpassing her mother in strength.
[img]http://www.pokestadium.com/pokemon/sprites/img/pokesho/406.gif[/img] species: budew type: grass/poison name: member chooses gender: female level: 5 attacks: growth, absorb abilities: natural cure, poison point, leaf guard nature: Very sweet. She enjoys making friends and gets upset when she thinks she's mad an enemy. A bit naive, it will take her some time to realize not everyone had her best interest in mind--aka, she doesn't understand stranger danger. Dreams of surpassing her mother in strength.
Post by Ayame Sokowasa on Mar 3, 2014 7:45:28 GMT -5
Bruiser nodded with a smile, <Okay, miss!>
Ayame decided to look for more pokemon, her trio of pokemon striding behind her. Ayame decided to go to the fountain, then take a detour into a picnic area with lots of trees. This area was very lively.
Among the trees was a chrysalis. The single visible eye of the pokemon inside watched Ayame and company quite quietly. As a shy thing, he didn't have the nerve got grab her attention. Still... she looked very beautiful and her team looked to be a coordinator's. He had worked very hard to make sure he would become a silcoon instead of a cascoon back when he was a wurmple. He desired to become a coordinator's pokemon. Perhaps she would be interested... if only he could get her attention.
Post by Ayame Sokowasa on Mar 3, 2014 17:31:31 GMT -5
Ayame enjoyed the spot and set up a mini-picknik for her new pokemon. She had bought some oran berry sandwhich's earlier for lunch. Budew ate the sandwich quite gratefully, as it was probably her first time eating one. Glamour, on the other hand, pleasantly took her sandwhich and herself to a high perch in a tree, as cats like to be in high places. She ate her sandwhich carefully and politely. She didn't even notice the quiet Silcoon that was also on the perch.