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@Raddumaaaaaand I missed the part where Garland mentioned that entirely. This is gonna be painful.
@Ryougu
@Raddum
My reasons for not wanting links is the same as Ryou's basically. It's new and we haven't gotten much experience with it. Might help buff my Ojama deck, but since we're RPing duels I don't think I'll have to worry about them being underpowered anyhow.
@Ryouguit's the new summoning system
I'd rather not have links 'cause of how new the whole system is, but I'll be fine with it if everyone else is.
Damascus Gym

@floodtalon

For a few moments, Leo looked at the two gym leaders without saying a word. As hard as he tried, nothing seemed to be getting his words out. He looked down at the floor and gulped to ease the pain in his throat before finally being able to speak. His nerves had settled down for a bit, but he didn't exactly feel confident speaking to the duo.

"Um, the first one. Don't have much use for dojo training right now, no sir..." His body and speech were stiff. His mouth could only just barely mumble out the words he wanted to say before shortly dying out by the end of his second sentence. He mentally chastised himself for speaking so spinelessly. A trainer ought to have been a pillar supporting and reassuring his pokemon, he was too much of a wreck to even do that much. He never understood why he was perfectly fine tossing insults left and right anywhere else, yet turned into such a submissive idiot when it really mattered.
Damascus-Gym

@Floodtalon

"F-finally..." Leo heaved like a mad man as he finally approached the town of Damascus. He had lost track of how long he had been running ever since he caught that Torchic. He had decided to name him King, an appropriately snooty sounding name for such an uptight and rebellious pokemon. King had zero issue communicating with the other pokemon, none at all. Honestly, he seemed happiest when he was playing with them. But when it came to his trainer...well, let's just say that he had gotten the stink eye more than a handful of times. Way more.

But that didn't matter right now. They had finally made it to a town with a gym in it. All around the somewhat old fashioned looking town, Leo saw people and pokemon working together. The clank of hammers pounding steel came was a bit grating on the ears, admittedly. It wasn't all too surprising to see a ton of Machokes and Gurdurrs moving around left and right with large metal bars clutched in their arms.

He wondered if there was a Machoke around here who could give him a hand with his exercise routines...nah, that was a stupid idea. The gym was priority number one. After asking the locals for directions, Leo was able to locate the gym with little difficulty. For a few minutes, Leo stood there silently. His nerves prevented him from walking in. His palms were moist with sweat and he hardly felt like he could breath. He had to force himself to open the door and finally begin his first major challenge as a trainer.
Interested!
Is there anyone who could help me change it, please?
Road to Damascus

@floodtalon

Leo looked back at the Torchic following him. He noticed that it was trying its damnedest to follow his trail without making its presence known. It failed. Miserably. Leo pretended not to realize it for the Torchic's sake. With the amount of effort it was putting in, he would feel guilty destroying whatever illusion of stealth it had in its mind. Thankfully, there was no need to keep up the charade for much longer. The Torchic jumped out and let out a loud cry! Although, he felt as if it were angry with him for some reason or another...just a hunch.

Whatever, if it was a fight it wanted, it was a fight it would get! He was contemplating sending out Toga for her first battle in literal centuries, but Bee seemed intent on fighting this match. She floated off of Leo's head with her flower and furrowed her tiny brows in anger. She then let out another loud "Bee!"

Roughly, it translated to "Don't ever call me a captive again!"

The Flabebe stood opposite the Torchic, raring to fight.

"You want to handle this one, Bee? Fine by me, let's take him down!"
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