Slipomatic
Eon Collector
Sepra Xalve
Absol
I listened to Kyler talk as I decided to lie down and make myself comfortable on the grass under the tree. The grass tickled my belly slightly sending slight shivers through me. I looked up back at Kyler and made a lazy motion for her to sit down as standing up is a bit awkward as we’re not really battling or meeting and leaving. I was pretty sure I wasn’t leaving anytime soon due to my species being associated with disasters following them. When she asked me if I had woken up with an item, I responded, “Yes, I have this white scarf that’s wrapped under my fur.” I took my right paw and felt around my neck mane and tugged the scarf a bit to show that it was there hidden in my mane. “As you can see, I have this white scarf. While I don’t really know what it does, I don’t mind it as it blends with my fur well.”
I probably felt a little silly talking about fashion since I didn’t really have a sense of fashion, just something that worked in the environment. I had heard about quick claws occasionally letting a slower pokemon move quickly for a very short time, but it was a bit tricky to predict when it would happen. I didn’t particularly didn’t care for items, but it might help me in a jam. I looked to see that the little bug was taken by that coordinator, since Applejack was near that coordinator. I held back my disgust and said quietly, “Although I feel happy that a pokemon is being adopted, I don’t like coordinators much.”
I wrinkled my nose a bit and continued on, “Contests don’t hold any appeal to me. It is almost too girlish for me. Very rarely do they have contest battles where it gets pretty intense rather than just seeing who can pull combinations off that can cancel or overpower the other combinations. I prefer battles where you’re able to battle it out until one is recalled or fainted. No strings attached.”
I sighed as I looked down at my paws in slight disappointment. I was very unlikely to be adopted and it bummed me out quite a bit since I was an absol. Sure they were strong when trained right, but so few are ever caught and most people avoid them. I let out another sigh and said, “I’ll be lucky if I even find someone remotely interested in being my trainer. My species is almost always avoided as we’re considered bad omen to people. I have even seen some pokemon avoid absols just at the sight of them. Trust me, it’s very lonely when everyone avoids you.”
I looked up at the sky, watching a few bird pokemon fly overhead before looking back at the ground. I hated feeling depressed, but I just felt helpless with my situation. There were more coordinators hanging around than there were trainers. I needed to leave with a trainer and at least a competent one. I didn’t want to be adopted by some newbie trainer who would quickly give up.
Absol
I listened to Kyler talk as I decided to lie down and make myself comfortable on the grass under the tree. The grass tickled my belly slightly sending slight shivers through me. I looked up back at Kyler and made a lazy motion for her to sit down as standing up is a bit awkward as we’re not really battling or meeting and leaving. I was pretty sure I wasn’t leaving anytime soon due to my species being associated with disasters following them. When she asked me if I had woken up with an item, I responded, “Yes, I have this white scarf that’s wrapped under my fur.” I took my right paw and felt around my neck mane and tugged the scarf a bit to show that it was there hidden in my mane. “As you can see, I have this white scarf. While I don’t really know what it does, I don’t mind it as it blends with my fur well.”
I probably felt a little silly talking about fashion since I didn’t really have a sense of fashion, just something that worked in the environment. I had heard about quick claws occasionally letting a slower pokemon move quickly for a very short time, but it was a bit tricky to predict when it would happen. I didn’t particularly didn’t care for items, but it might help me in a jam. I looked to see that the little bug was taken by that coordinator, since Applejack was near that coordinator. I held back my disgust and said quietly, “Although I feel happy that a pokemon is being adopted, I don’t like coordinators much.”
I wrinkled my nose a bit and continued on, “Contests don’t hold any appeal to me. It is almost too girlish for me. Very rarely do they have contest battles where it gets pretty intense rather than just seeing who can pull combinations off that can cancel or overpower the other combinations. I prefer battles where you’re able to battle it out until one is recalled or fainted. No strings attached.”
I sighed as I looked down at my paws in slight disappointment. I was very unlikely to be adopted and it bummed me out quite a bit since I was an absol. Sure they were strong when trained right, but so few are ever caught and most people avoid them. I let out another sigh and said, “I’ll be lucky if I even find someone remotely interested in being my trainer. My species is almost always avoided as we’re considered bad omen to people. I have even seen some pokemon avoid absols just at the sight of them. Trust me, it’s very lonely when everyone avoids you.”
I looked up at the sky, watching a few bird pokemon fly overhead before looking back at the ground. I hated feeling depressed, but I just felt helpless with my situation. There were more coordinators hanging around than there were trainers. I needed to leave with a trainer and at least a competent one. I didn’t want to be adopted by some newbie trainer who would quickly give up.