Homeward
Jun 10, 2021 10:57:42 GMT -8
Post by zoobot on Jun 10, 2021 10:57:42 GMT -8
{Party}
Fomantis Caught at Level 5 {Personality}Normally curious and playful, Laelia can be seen playing in the sun or relaxing with her team. That is, until someone or something threatens the safety of her trainer or teammates. When that happens, this cheerful and carefree pokemon becomes a fierce leader ready to protect her family. Nickname: Laelia Gender: Female Type: Grass Ability: Leaf Guard Height: 1' 0" Weight: 3.3 lbs Health: Scrawny EXP Rate: Medium Fast EXP Gauge: (12/15) EXP Gained: 5 Level: 6 Division: D9 Total Stats: 70
| Moveset: 1. Fury Cutter 5. Leafage Unique Moves: - Hidden Power Bug (TM) Item: Pink Flower Accessory |
Bulbasaur Caught at Level 7 {Personality}Boo! Whoops, this little guys a scaredy cat! All trembles and panic, and over just a simple jump scare at that. He knows it's irrational, but he can't help but fear the unknown... Things he can't see, things he can't hear coming, it's all paranoia and no chill! Nickname: BenjiGender: Male Type: Grass/Poison Ability: Overgrow Height: 1' 6" Weight: 10.13 lbs Health: Scrawny EXP Rate: Medium Slow EXP Gauge: (13/15) EXP Gained: 3 Level: 8 Division: D8 Total Stats: 88
| Moveset: 1. Tackle 3. Growl 5. Vine Whip 6. Growth Unique Moves: - Toxic (TM) - Venoshock (TM) - Hidden Power Fire (TM) Item: |
Seedot Caught at Level 6 {Personality}This gal loves spreading joy and happiness... in the form of seeds! Yes ma'am, she's delivered a lot of them - though people don't seem so happy to receive. She rockets out the seeds and yet no one seems to like or feel joy when she's done... Is she trying to hard? Nickname: LaurelGender: Female Type: Grass Ability: Chlorophyll Height: 1' 8" Weight: 8.8 lbs Health: Scrawny EXP Rate: Medium Slow EXP Gauge: (9/10) EXP Gained: 1 Level: 6 Division: D10 Total Stats: 54
| Moveset: 1. Bide 3. Harden Unique Moves: - Bullet Seed (EM) - Hidden Power Fighting (TM) Item: Power Herb |
Comfey 3% Caught at Level 5 {Personality}Oh no! This poor guy has the sniffles… and that’s bad. Normally this Comfey already has a bad temper, especially when things don’t go his way. It’s not because he thinks he’s powerful, but he always takes it upon his shoulders that every little decision he makes affects others. As a result, he needs to always be in control of everything around him. Sadly, this cold hasn’t gone away and it’s been wearing him out every single day. As a result, he’s been prone to snapping even easier, officially making him isolated from his friends and family. So, now not only is he sick and angry, now he’s also sad. But pft, come on, he sad? Nah, that can’t be! Ridiculous! Now he’s angry! Nickname: ApolloGender: Male Type: Fairy Ability: Natural Cure Height: 0' 4" Weight: 0.7 lbs Health: Low EXP Rate: Fast EXP Gauge: (20/23) EXP Gained: 0 Level: 10 Division: D5 Total Stats: 141 [140 + 1]
| Moveset: 1. Helping Hand 1. Vine Whip 1. Flower Shield 4. Leech Seed 7. Draining Kiss 10. Magical Leaf Unique Moves: - Item: |
“Crap crap crap crap.” Sprinting full force, Andrew sprints through the undergrowth blindly, trying to escape from the horrible buzzing noise behind him. Face and arms covered with scratches from branches and undergrowth, he tries desperately to not look back at his impending doom as he flees in terror.
“BzzzzZZZZZzzzz” Slowly, the ominous buzzing gets louder and louder, Andrew looking behind himself in dread as he sees the formless, shifting mass that pursues him getting closer and closer. Up ahead, he notices the edge of the woods. His pokemon had been long ago recalled to their pokeballs, having been horribly injured in an attempt to repel the thing chasing them. He picks up the pace, desperately trying to reach the edge of the forest, to make it to the one thing that would be his salvation… Five feet… Four feet… Three… Two… One…
Bursting out from the forest, Andrew stumbles over a small root and falls down. Quickly trying to stand up, he attempts to run farther from the forest, but his foot is caught in the root. Bending down to untangle it, he notices the buzzing get louder and louder, until it almost sounds like it’s right on top of him. Looking upward in horror, Andrew sees it, face going whiter than silcoon silk.
A huge swarm of combee, led by a gargantuan vespiquen. Buzzing with undisguised malice, the swarm descends upon him as he lets out a scream of pure terror.
“AAAAAHHHHHHHHhhhh” Sitting straight up in shock, Andrew looks around his room in confusion. It was still dark outside, the sun not yet rising in the sky. Although it might be rising soon he mused, looking out the window to see a hint of light. Looking around the room, his eyes began adjusting to the dark, allowing him to make out the shapes of his pokemon snoozing around the room. He could see both Laurel and Benji, Benji resting on the floor underneath the tendrils of a large philodendron, while Laurel was nestled in it’s pot on the windowsill. Eyes still scanning the room, they landed on the large bookshelf directly across from him, filled to the brim with various fiction and nonfiction books, Apollo seeming to be fast asleep on the top. Right next to the shelf was his desk, where he did most of his work. On top of the desk was his laptop and one of his orchids. Leaning up against the pot, he could see Laelia snoring softly, clearly dreaming about something. What she was dreaming about, he had no way of knowing.
“It was just a nightmare” He whispered to himself, taking deep breaths to try and calm down. Slowly turning, he checked his alarm clock. “It's five in the morning,” he said, slowly rubbing his eyes to try and wake up faster “might as well get up now.” Turning to get out of bed, he reached down to pick up a discarded t-shirt and pulled it on before leaving, ensuring the door remained open a little in case his pokemon woke up.
Slowly making his way downstairs, Andrew went straight for the kitchen to grab some breakfast. “What do I want…” He asked himself, poking around in the cabinets and fridge. Finally deciding on toast, he grabbed the bread and butter from the fridge, not noticing the hulking figure creeping up behind him.
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