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Post by Gabriel Knight on Dec 25, 2013 1:22:41 GMT -5
Manor looked at his trainer with a grin, though the grin was rather forced as he walked next to him, Gabe ignored the look he was obviously getting from the Ghost type, despite what the Gengar thought the short man felt he was completely capable of taking care of himself. "What are we doing here?" The Gengar demanded, only to find himself annoyed at the stubborn silence that followed, as though Gabriel was trying to avoid the topic. Though the man knew there was probably nothing here to get him any needed information, and no one that would know anything or no one he could trust to even give him said information he wanted to see for himself the life that he has never had to see before, things like this, seeing the people that have not been helped, it makes everything a bit more real. Everyone he lives around, everyone he has ever met had felt Gabe was crazy for thinking the way he did about Pravus and it wasn't too long ago that he had stopped talking bad about it and started blending in, the creeping feeling he had drawn attention to himself had made him paranoid for a bit but no longer, he didn't need to worry, no one was worried about one person like himself causing trouble but maybe he could find people, if not here then he'll search somewhere else but the farther he could go from the people taking everything Pravus oh so generously gives them the better chance he has of finding something worthwhile. If not something worthwhile, at least he had a chance of perhaps training Manor and Blade, or even finding another pokemon for himself who is willing to join him. Possibilities are endless, he was the type who was willing to risk it all though he wouldn't let Manor know, he was already worried as it is.
Gabriel let out a sigh, hands sliding in his hoodie pocket and he tried not to seem too suspicious or draw too much attention, he much rather be the one observing than the one being observed, of course it was hypocritical because no one enjoyed being watched but at least when he's the one watching he knows there's no one with a knife or a killer Pokemon behind him, though anyone like that would have to watch out Manor was watching Gabe's back and wouldn't let anyone harm the short man without a fight, a very difficult fight because he wasn't a pushover and neither was Gabe, they would fight together be it in an actual Pokemon battle or a fight side by side, Gabe considered Manor his best friend and his partner, not just as a Pokemon or a pet because they've been through too much to even be considered anything less than the best or friends or even brothers, they will fight for information and for each other's safety even if Manor might not believe in the cause that Gabe does he would never leave the other to fend for himself or to even be alone at all. "Think we'll find anything?" He asked quietly to Manor, the Gengar stared at him and shook his head,"I doubt it, unless we're looking for trouble, then we've probably already found it...more like it found us." The thought was unnerving but Gabe didn't let it seem like it bothered him, he simply looked around the dark area, trying to stay calm and keep his cool no matter what might pop out in front of him, or behind him, or maybe even above him....now he was getting paranoid.
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Post by Rendezvous on Dec 26, 2013 18:33:14 GMT -5
A wild Trubbish appeared! Thomas truly loved the dark, gloomy atmosphere of the slums. There was no one to complain about his ugly appearance, or the fact that he smelled of week old gym socks and dirty diapers. No one really wanted a pokemon like him, and honestly he didn't want to be someones' pet either. He was perfectly content with living in the sewers, away from all humans and psychic types, he hated those vile creatures!
However, the sound of talking hit his slimy, plastic like ears, and he felt as though he had spoken too soon. A human had dared step into his domain. Well, if they wanted to intrude, it wouldn't hurt to play with them, right? The garbage pokemon waddled forward on its stubby legs, tossing his multi-colored arms around in an attempt to keep his balance.
His soft feet made the sound of what carrying a large bag of trash may have sounded like to someone. "How dare you intrude upon my home!" He spoke in a shrill, tiny voice. Although the repulsive sewers were dark, Thomas was determined to make an attempt to attack. Gurgling for a few seconds, the poison type gathered up a thick, gooey black sludge and hurled it somewhere in the darkness. The wild Trubbish used Sludge!
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Post by Gabriel Knight on Dec 26, 2013 23:48:59 GMT -5
Gabe was just walking, though was being careful where he put his feet, it was rather dark out but Manor was leading him, the Ghost type's eyesight much better in the dark than his was after all. There was a noise and they stopped, Manor turned and his glowing eyes glared into the darkness, Gabe was about to speak before his mouth was covered by the Pokemon's hand, as if they were trying to stop someone from noticing them but it was too late. A tiny voice broke through the darkness and then a gurgling sound, "It's a-" The words were cut off by a growl from the Ghost/Poison type, Gabe couldn't really see but he felt smelt and felt something nasty on his Pokemon and backed up in disgust but laughed a bit, "Hold on-" He said, pulling a Pokeball from his belt loop and tossing out Blade, his Chikorita, "Blade use Sunny Day." He called out and the whole place was quickly illuminated in a bright light, though it made him squint as he got used to the light.
The Pokemon he saw made him blink in slight confusion, it was a rather ugly thing, but who was he to judge really. His Chikorita bounced in excitement, the leaf of his head waving around as if trying to be intimidating. "Did this guy try and hurt you? I'll beat him up don't worry!" He said happily, bouncing forward and getting into a battling position. Manor wiped his face clear of the sludge, looking unamused at the poison type creature and figuring he could let the excitable grass type deal with this thing, even if there was a type disadvantage it would be a good thing for Blade to learn how to deal with these kinds of things. Gabe shook his head slightly, "Hey, do you really want to fight? I mean, I'll just leave your home if you want." Gabe offered, much to his grass type's obvious disappointment he rather not fight a Pokemon that seemed to just be defending his home from invaders, after all life had to be difficult here and the little guy probably had a lot of actual invaders in his life. If the Trubbish tried to fight still Gabe wouldn't hold back, and with Blade dancing behind him it was obvious the other was looking forward to a fight, the blazing makeshift sun shining causing the grass type to be powered up.
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Post by Rendezvous on Dec 27, 2013 21:40:41 GMT -5
The wild Trubbish is wary! How could he trust this human? He had heard tales of how violent humans were and how they often told lies to one another strictly for their own benefit. Why, look what had happened to Remoor after the humans had raged a war on Pokemon! Thomas couldn't trust this human, or any human. They were dangerous.
"No, you're bad people!" He screeched as he wagged his arms, causing the bad stench that came from his tiny body to increase in its repulsiveness. It was proof that the Trubbish did not trust humans, and wasn't willing to reason with them at this point in time.
Soon, the tips of the trash bag's arms began to glow orange and it began to use yet another attack, acid spray. "Go away!" He sobbed as he started spitting up black sludge and hurling it at the targets as well, now clearly visible due to the grass type pokemon's sunny day. The wild Trubbish used Acid Spray and Sludge!
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