Post by TartoonHand94 on Nov 15, 2019 13:38:13 GMT -8
(The more we do this, the less I think I’m gonna stop being grossed out.)
(I agree, #257 Clucky the Blaziken. This parasitic system is consistently unsettling indeed.)
(I’m gonna need me a bubble bath after this one, guys.) Purple’s Pokémon continued to smash, slash and burn their way through pod after cocoon.
(I have developed a curiosity: Is the goal of dismantling this network by destroying the all of the cocoons within all of these pods even a feasible one?) Nintenda could not help but ask as she sliced open another cocoon.
(Not with that attitude~!) Kappineapple replied, popping open three more.
(Pinapple’s got a point. Long as we break more than they rebuild, we’ll get them all eventually.) Clucky strategized as he roasted another pod and kicked it, cracking its cocoons open. (Besides, at the rate I’m going, I’m out-breaking both of you four to two!)
(#257 Clucky, the Blaziken, this is not a contest.) The Ninjask reminded him with a roll of her eyes.
(Not unless you make it one~!) The Ludicolo quipped, giving Velvet a thumbs up... which her cold expression wasn’t responding to. Mandibuzz, did she remind him of Clucky badly.
All the while, as each Pokémon, Monster, Kremling, Forest Creature and Other Random Animal, flopped out of a cocoon and trophified, Purple swooped in to retrieve He was accumulating an impressive trophy collection… That became increasingly complicated to hold. Not the least because of the emotional toll this was taking on him.
“This is why I don’t eat meat.” He wretched as he wobbled, trying to keep his and his stack’s balance.
It sounded like Nokia was taking this even harder than he was. The sound of her crying pierced him like an Excadrill’s horn. He had to do something. Making his wobbling way back over to her, Purple tried to conjure up the words to comfort her in his head. By the time he had arrived, Velvet had already beaten him to saying it. So, there he stood, arms full but mouth empty because a Skitty had his tongue.
Purple tried to support the trophies in one arm while he reached out for Nokia’s shoulder to support her with the next.
“…She’s right, Nokia.” Was all he could muster up. “All these Pokémon… They need our help now.” He found some more mustard. “They need us to be strong.” While it was clear he meant to say more, his tone of voice made clearer that he wasn’t of the mind to craft a motivational speech either. In fact, he himself was on the verge of a tear or two when suddenly…
A frightened wheeze escaped Purple as he flinched in fear, almost cowardly jumping into Nokia’s arms as if dropping a trophy or two weren’t bad enough.
“Y-You again!” Purple growled at the voice between panting. “You’ve got a lot to answer for, you-Sweet Helix!” He dropped the rest of the trophies at the sight of the gargantuan.
“That’s…Th-that’s... The Biggest Farfetch’d I’ve Ever Seen!” Purple and his whole team gasped with drooping jaws.
(Although, when one applies the technicalities, all natural life is sustained by the consumption of resources, including other life forms.) Nintenda began to ponder out loud. (However, adhering to this rule, all living beings that take life, also return it in support of the balanced ecosystem.) She further clarified.
“And even if you could, This isn’t how it’s done!” Purple picked up where Velvet left off. “I study life for a living, and this is not how it works!” How cute. He thinks what he does is a living. “Sure, the Caterpie will eat the Leppa berry, but it will also spread the Leppa seeds around so that new Leppa berry bushes can grow!” He found the rest of the mustard he lost earlier. “The cycle of life is a cycle of exchange. And You’re in a lot of debt!” He cracked his knuckles as his Pokémon surrounded him in battle stance.
(I agree, #257 Clucky the Blaziken. This parasitic system is consistently unsettling indeed.)
(I’m gonna need me a bubble bath after this one, guys.) Purple’s Pokémon continued to smash, slash and burn their way through pod after cocoon.
(I have developed a curiosity: Is the goal of dismantling this network by destroying the all of the cocoons within all of these pods even a feasible one?) Nintenda could not help but ask as she sliced open another cocoon.
(Not with that attitude~!) Kappineapple replied, popping open three more.
(Pinapple’s got a point. Long as we break more than they rebuild, we’ll get them all eventually.) Clucky strategized as he roasted another pod and kicked it, cracking its cocoons open. (Besides, at the rate I’m going, I’m out-breaking both of you four to two!)
(#257 Clucky, the Blaziken, this is not a contest.) The Ninjask reminded him with a roll of her eyes.
(Not unless you make it one~!) The Ludicolo quipped, giving Velvet a thumbs up... which her cold expression wasn’t responding to. Mandibuzz, did she remind him of Clucky badly.
All the while, as each Pokémon, Monster, Kremling, Forest Creature and Other Random Animal, flopped out of a cocoon and trophified, Purple swooped in to retrieve He was accumulating an impressive trophy collection… That became increasingly complicated to hold. Not the least because of the emotional toll this was taking on him.
“This is why I don’t eat meat.” He wretched as he wobbled, trying to keep his and his stack’s balance.
It sounded like Nokia was taking this even harder than he was. The sound of her crying pierced him like an Excadrill’s horn. He had to do something. Making his wobbling way back over to her, Purple tried to conjure up the words to comfort her in his head. By the time he had arrived, Velvet had already beaten him to saying it. So, there he stood, arms full but mouth empty because a Skitty had his tongue.
Purple tried to support the trophies in one arm while he reached out for Nokia’s shoulder to support her with the next.
“…She’s right, Nokia.” Was all he could muster up. “All these Pokémon… They need our help now.” He found some more mustard. “They need us to be strong.” While it was clear he meant to say more, his tone of voice made clearer that he wasn’t of the mind to craft a motivational speech either. In fact, he himself was on the verge of a tear or two when suddenly…
A frightened wheeze escaped Purple as he flinched in fear, almost cowardly jumping into Nokia’s arms as if dropping a trophy or two weren’t bad enough.
“Y-You again!” Purple growled at the voice between panting. “You’ve got a lot to answer for, you-Sweet Helix!” He dropped the rest of the trophies at the sight of the gargantuan.
“That’s…Th-that’s... The Biggest Farfetch’d I’ve Ever Seen!” Purple and his whole team gasped with drooping jaws.
(Although, when one applies the technicalities, all natural life is sustained by the consumption of resources, including other life forms.) Nintenda began to ponder out loud. (However, adhering to this rule, all living beings that take life, also return it in support of the balanced ecosystem.) She further clarified.
“And even if you could, This isn’t how it’s done!” Purple picked up where Velvet left off. “I study life for a living, and this is not how it works!” How cute. He thinks what he does is a living. “Sure, the Caterpie will eat the Leppa berry, but it will also spread the Leppa seeds around so that new Leppa berry bushes can grow!” He found the rest of the mustard he lost earlier. “The cycle of life is a cycle of exchange. And You’re in a lot of debt!” He cracked his knuckles as his Pokémon surrounded him in battle stance.
Purple | Clucky | Kappineapple | Nintenda |
150/150 HP | 135/150 HP | 170/170 HP | 130/130 HP |
50/50 Shield | 50/50 Shield | 60/60 Shield | 40/40 Shield |
Status: Richeous Disgust | Status: Burning | Status: Throwing | Status: Cutting |