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Post by shades on Sept 3, 2012 20:23:58 GMT -5
Purple sableye feet, the size of a humans, stepped fore ward. One after another, leaving very distingishable foot prints in the soft, wet mud. The rain had just stopped, so out came all the pokemon. Looking for food, or relaxing in the cool, wet air. This was certainly the thought on the mind of the one passing by. Many pokemon gazed at him oddly.They were not judgemental though. They were just... curious. And he felt it. He felt their gazes, like he felt the cool air. He knew where they were, though he could not see them. He could hear them move away from him, as he walked foreward, but knew they did not fear him. He as such an odd sight, after all.
He was a pokemorph, a Sableyemorph to be specific. He started as a pokemon, so his actions were often wild, but e could never forget what he was now. He was blind, a constant reminder he was no longer a pokemon. But, he had gotten used to himself. He was stronger, wiser, smarter, more powerful. And here he was, starting a new life. He was headed to get his first pokemon. But he stopped. He had hoped to deny the fact that he was lost. But he was. He was nowhere near a town. It certainly didn't sound like it. He was blind, but he could usually navigate. However, he was not perfect. If he was blind and new where he was going, yes. But he had no directions, or any idea where he was. He'd be lost, blind or not. If only he had directions. he needed a guide. Another pokemon, one who new the land.
He needed a partner.
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Post by Sam on Oct 15, 2012 19:00:31 GMT -5
(Sorry for taking a long time to reply)
Pokemon were everywhere, enjoying the first tidings of the Growth season. Bug and grass types were everywhere, with the occasional poison type here and there. In one spot, under a shady tree, were two families of bug and normal type. One was a Yanmega, cuddling a very tiny Yanma who hadn't even opened her eyes yet. The other was a Swellow, who was comfortably roosting on the ground, her dark feathers fluffed like a pillow around her. In the center was a second Yanma, larger then his sister, and a Taillow, comforting a crying Mareep, who was whining that she had lost her mother during the migration as the seasons changed from rainy to growth. Yanma was helpfully buzzing out the sure possibility that her mother was missing her desperately. Taillow was rubbing his head along her fur, which had no sparks emanating from it, as he was quick to notice.
Then Sawblu, who was just drifting to sleep, opened one eye to make sure her son was okay and spotted Jupiter. She almost let out a cry of shock, but just managed to keep it to a quiet squawk. But her son had already heard. His head darted from Mareep's soft cottony wool and saw the morph walking around. He was immediately interested and intimidated a little by this strange humanoid figure. Yanma, realizing something was up, stopped talking and turned around. Like Taillow, he was interested in this new creature, but he was not scared in the slightest. His mother, who once went on a journey with a human, told him stories about the lab she was kept in. How many strange people went through, Pokemon as well, speaking different languages, having parts that they were not supposed to have. This was what they called a Pokemorph, half human half pokemon. Mareep, however, was full out scared of this creature. But she felt sad. It looked like it was struggling. She wanted to help it, but didn't know how.
So, Yanma, being the least sensible, and the most in a way, darted forward. Taillow, not one to be left out, followed him. Mareep, who didn't want to be left alone with the grownups and the baby, followed her new friends timidly. They went right in front of the human. Yanma and Taillow, who both had wings, shot up to the Pokemorph's face. They could see their reflection in its crystal eyes. Taillow reeled back a little, but Yanma stayed where he was. <Hey, excuse me! Who and what are you?>
Mareep could hear his scratchy, buggy voice from where she sat, and found these words to be extremely rude, then utterly useless. Mustering all her courage to speak in front of this thing, she shouted up, <It can't understand you, its human!>
Taillow looked down. Practical, he whistled back, <But its also pokemon, remember?> Turning back to the morph, he said more kindly, <Can you give us a sign if you can understand my words? What happened to you?>
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Post by shades on Mar 30, 2013 19:46:20 GMT -5
Saturn took a breath in, and let it out. He felt the presence of the three pokemon, and quickly identified them from their voices. A Yanma in his face, a Tailow close behind, and a Mareep at his feet. He felt the flap of the two creatures wings in front of him. The mareep was much more quiet. He breathed deeply again trying to sense the setting around him. Now that he focused, he noticed the presence of other living things. He was in no way alone. But hearing the voices really woke him up from the state he was in. The lost zoned out state he was in.
But now he was back in the atmosphere, with drops of Jupiter in his hair. ((OOC: Im sorry I had too)) He also smiled and Yanma's question, his obvious sableye teeth showing. Saturn Yawned with boredom at his question, building suspense with the pause. He even decided to speak in the pokemon's on tongue to impress them. <I'm a pokemorph, young ones.> He answered. <Yes I under stand and speak your tongue> he also snapped at the Tailow. But he looked down at the Mareep, well, actually, more towards his feet, and answered her with a much softer voice, thinking back in time.
<I was once a normal Sableye. But I was changed...> He then moved his head up and stepped back, as though he was observing the pokemon. He then realized he had not put his blindfold on, and reached into the shorts that had been given to them. He quickly tied it around his gem eyes, for he felt the pokemon staring at the.
<Well,> Saturn started, <I was just headed to the nearest city. So if you please...> He dipped his head fore ward, and took a slight step fore ward, begging that one of the pokemon would ask to go with him, and so guide him, without their knowing. He wasn't going to let them know he was confused.
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Post by Sam on Apr 1, 2013 16:47:50 GMT -5
Mareep stepped away as the Sableye took a step forward. She wondered if he knew where he was going. She glanced, uncertainly at Yanma and Taillow, who had also moved to let him pass. They seemed to be in the same spot that Mareep was in. They wanted to help, they pittied him, but they didn't know how. Mareep felt completely useless, as always, so she sank to her knees and waited for the poor creature to move on.
Yanma and Taillow, however, were thinking differently. If they could possibly help this Pokemon human thing, they would. They felt useless, just as Mareep did, but they were more willing to do something about it. Yanma fearlessly buzzed forward, right into the thing's face and shouted in his loudest voice (which wasn't in fact very loud at all), "We'll help you!"
Taillow had been thinking the same thing, but he was wording it quite a bit differently, not as blunt and outright. He helpfully fluttered forward and added, "Yes, we'll guide you to the next town!"
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Post by shades on Jun 15, 2013 20:20:33 GMT -5
Saturn heard their replies. So it had worked, his plan of action. They would guide them. But then again, he didn't need to be guided. Now he could very well do this on his own. HIs ego grew. <I don't need your help.> He growled, not missing a step. <If anything, you would need mine. Don't any of you want to explore the world? Hmpf. Guess not.> There was such much cockiness in his voice its astonishing he didn't realize it. However, he wouldn't have cared anyway.
In his thoughts though, he was beginning to like Yanma. He was quite the blunt little fellow. Abrasive too. Very good companion for him. The little thing wouldn't be afraid to make remarks. he'd speak his little mind. Fight his little butt off too. That would be quite useful. Saturn paused his steps.
<What about you, Yanma? You seem brae enough. Ever wanted to see new things? Experience a battle?> He called back over his shoulder. <You would like it.> He took another step foreword.
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Post by Sam on Jun 24, 2013 10:21:39 GMT -5
Yanma shivered with excitement. The Sableye...thing was asking him (HIM!) to go an an adventure! No way! He tried to stop himself from buzzing around with glee, but it was useless. His wings spazzed around, carrying him up and down and up and down before he finally came to his senses and sped to the stranger's side. "No way, you, you're really asking me?! Really?! Whoah!" He turned towards his mother and little sister. "Can I go, ma? Can I go? Oh, pleeeaaassseeee can I go?"
Yanmega was in a state of shock. This odd Pokemon had appeared in front of her family and offered her only son on an adventure. Then again, it would be a relief to have her son following some other guy away, he was dreadfully annoying and always woke the baby. Her mind was made up in seconds. Of course she would let him go, but she really wanted to look like she cared for him. She sighed dramatically. "Well, I guess you can. I'll miss you though son. Don't get into any trouble and don't hurt yourself." A fake tear glistened in her eye. "Ah, so young to be leaving the nest."
Yanma wasn't listening to anything else, though. He let out a cry of glee and whipped around the Sableye morph. When he calmed down a bit, he turned towards his friends, who had caught up with him. "Bye, Taillow! Bye, Mareep! I hope you guys could have an adventure someday too!"
Mareep gave a little sniffle. If she hadn't been such a coward, then the thing might have chosen her. But, then again, it would be nice to find her mother again. And if she didn't, Taillow was really nice...
Taillow had no regrets. He wanted to adventure with anyone else. He'd rather soar around in the high skies by himself then just follow someone around and do what they say. He was happy for Yanma and raised a wing in farewell.
Yanma was so happy! So happy! He raced around the morph again and squeled, "So, mister, what's your name?"
OOC: So is Yanma your starter choice?
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