In response to Culann's flames the tinder would lite up like it had been sitting in the middle of the desert for six weeks during a drought, the fire burning fast and hot; but if they wanted to keep it burning they'd have to throw a couple more logs on the fire! Conveniently there just so happened to be a large pile of them to the left of the cauldron.
In the Garden of Monsters rolled 3 20-sided dice:
11, 3, 9Total: 23 (3-60)
Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 11:11 am
Grey Moonfang IV
Culann would bounced off the cauldron and roll back onto this feet. Despite his intial misgivings, he couldn't help but be pleased with the size of the flames before-- perhaps all fire-types harbored a bit of pyromania. His joy woud be mildly distrupted as a stick sailed right by his head into the impromptu campfire.
"Dear, if you coud give me a hand?" Vanni couldn't carry some of the larger logs, but quickly threw a couple of the drier small sticks right onto the fire.
The Growlithe padded over, apparently deciding that the best way to deal with these shenanigans was to simply roll along with them. Trainer and Pokemon worked together, lifting and tossing the wood into the roaring flames.
Fed by the fresh wood placed on the fire, the flames would grow brighter, lapping and licking the sides of the cauldron as they reached higher. Stranger that their was no peep nor motion from the Farfetch'd. The reason for this was not only odd, but quick to be discovered. It would appear the bird had transformed into a potato; one which upon closer inspection appeared to be...hatching? Bits of the potatoes peel would fleck away like shards of eggshell as something pecked from within. When the spud finally burst a moltres would spread it's fiery wings and take off into the sunset.
In the Garden of Monsters rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17Total: 17 (1-20)
Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 11:35 am
Grey Moonfang IV
For but a moment, girl and trainer simply stood and watched as the Farfetch'd morphed, then burst into flames and flew off. Then, Vanni would brandish her cane, motion in a mildly ridiculous manner. "The world is our potato! If we don't peel the world's skin, we will die without ever truly being born. Burn the world's peel! FOR THE REVOLUTION OF THE WORLD!
"... I'm not even sure there are words for the amount of what..." grumbled Culann.
Apparently not realizing anything she had said was weird, Vanni lowered her cane and smiled down at her Growlithe. "Thank you~" she said, giving him a scratch behind the ears. Thus mollified, the two began again on their strange, dreamy quest.
((Remind me to give new stats later. Not really in a position to right this moment.))
So it was that their adventure would continue, leading the pair to witness another oddity. Sitting right in the middle of the path, gleaming like a ball made of gold, was a Sitrus Berry. Sadly no potato.
In the Garden of Monsters rolled 1 20-sided dice:
6Total: 6 (1-20)
Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 11:50 am
Grey Moonfang IV
((No worries.))
Normally, Culann would have been suspcious of any kind of foodstuffs lying placidly in the middle of the road. But after the day he'd been having, especially with Vanni as a now constant influence, he'd decidd not to question things. The Growlithe trotted forward, picked up the berry gently in his teeth, and brought it back over to the girl.
For her part, Vanni accepted the offering with a smile, and pocketed it with the Cheri Berry they'd acquired earlier. And with that interruption past, they continued forth.
The moment they picked up the berry they'd find another glitter patch upon the path, this time with something much larger to be acquired! It's sparkling even stranger then that of the berry before it, Vanni would find what appeared to be the far end of an Onix's tail; certainly this was likely to slow down anyone who bothered holding it!
[Lagging Tail found!]
In the Garden of Monsters rolled 1 20-sided dice:
20Total: 20 (1-20)
Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 12:18 pm
Grey Moonfang IV
The tiny connected collection on rocks would serve to be a more thought-provoking item than before. Vanni would stared down at the item with a noticeable hint of concern. Had some chopped a Onix's tail off? Or perhaps this was a baby Onix, left to fend for itself, and the poor dear had perished before it could group into a beautiful Beautifly... er, Steelix.
Culann, sensing one of those strange catatonic states the lady Nidoran had mentioned early, gave the girl a short, affectionate shove of the head.
Vanni blinked, starting out of it. "Thanks, dear," she remarked sheepishly, picking the item up and pocketing it. Issue thusly averted, they continued down the road.
Well... Jasmine stood there... and she certainly had a variety of bad luck in egg form... but as the girl would finally replace her glasses, it seemed more than clear this was a fruitless effort now.
A gentle arm would take her, guiding her away as Burnout eased her to look away from the pile.
[I think we are doing more harm than good here...] He said, sneaking his egg into her bag, as Ironclaw would slip him hers to do the same and Nightingale in turn, looking almightily confused.
"But shouldn't we..."
[We should concentrate on the road ahead for now. That is all.]
Jasmine turned back, but she was already up, and between Burnout's cajouling, and Ironclaw from behind preventing her from going back, she was being moved onward it seemed once again...
Hopefully they'd have better luck next time.
[8/10]
Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 7:09 am
In the Garden of Monsters
((Only now do I realize I read your EXP wrong and new stats weren't even needed....~smacks head.~))
">WAAAAAACHAAAW!<" The sound would come loud and abrupt from the bushes as a black blur suddenly shot out from the bushes, crashing into one of the many trees of the forest and exploding into a cloud of blackened mist. Beyond the barrier of foliage Vanni would be met with a rather curious sight. It was a Kirlia, looking rather smug as she leaned on a rock, the area strewn with small balls of obsidian fog. ">That's what you get! After all, if you guys won, who'd make the donuts!<" She declared, sounding as if she confidently believed this to be reason worthy of justifying any and all violent action.
When the Psychic-Type looked up a non-existent eyebrow would raise ">Another one eh?<" She remarked a bit dryly, promptly cracking her knuckles ">Prepare to get beat ya bad dream, cause I am Merry Nightmare!<" The Kirlia announced, presenting Vanni with a challenge she clearly couldn't refuse!
What Jasmine would next encounter was something of a confusing sight....part in fact due to the fact that she would spy through the leaves and branches of the forest, a small tea table. Primarily the confusion would come from the fact that seated at the table was a Dandilion wearing a dress, and a Sunflower sporting a rather nice tophat. Seated between them was a Petilil looking from one to the other with a smile on her face ">Oh Miss Fluffybutt you look magnificent today! Don't you think so Count Frillyface?<" She said with a childish sort of delight. For once there didn't seem to be anything wrong here...just strange...very very strange.
Jazzfox rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7Total: 7 (1-20)
Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 12:00 pm
Tea may have been brewing rather than trouble... but Jasmine already ushered Ironclaw toward the table, when an angry and impatient Lampent floated down in front of Jasmine's face.
[No.] Burnout would state, short and simply.
"But we need to tell her to move-"
[Of all the creatures you have attempted to help or attempted to advise... how many have listened, or how many have been aided?]
Jasmine bit her lip... and couldn't come up with a reply, as Burnout would nod to the Skarmory, and the metal bird would give the Petilil's tea party a wide berth... it seemed this time, Jasmine's decision had been made for her.
The next to be encountered was, strangely enough a Poliwag. Strange because the creature was nowhere NEAR any discernible source of water. More so because it was merely sitting there, blowing bubbles in a variety of odd shapes.
Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 2:22 pm
Grey Moonfang IV
The next to be encountered was, strangely enough a Poliwag. Strange because the creature was nowhere NEAR any discernible source of water. More so because it was merely sitting there, blowing bubbles in a variety of odd shapes.
THIS one Jasmine would stop for... it didn't look in immediate danger, but as Jasmine pulled back slightly on Ironclaw, and the Skarmory would stop to see as well, Jasmine would watch for a moment or two...
After all, the Poliwag just seemed to be sitting there... it was peaceful eough... but... She looked at Burnout looking ahead instead and Nightingale still trying to fit all three eggs in her pouch... distracted enough as she'd whisper into the Skarmory's ear... "C'mon..."
By the time Burnout would turn, it was already too late, Jasmine making a beeline for the Poliwag. [Jasmine!]
If he was still an Arcanine, that would have been a mighty bark, before he'd growl instead in frustration, glancing to Nightingale. [Come on... I think we have another mess to deal with....]
Down Jasmine would go, looking to the Poliwag there, a polite distance away she'd lift her hat in greeting, "Hi there... your bubbles are very nice... but are you lost at all?"
"Impro--!" The mutt hadn't expected for his opponent to retaliate, and he'd pay for it in pain. Impromptu would be knocked back by the assault, barely managing to land on his paws as he tried to catch his breath. He'd cough once, a drop of blood mixed with saliva falling before he muttered an "> I'm fine, dont worry <" back to Ada, trying his best not to show weakness though it was clear his legs were shaking.
"...well, I'm not taking any chances. Impromptu, stand your ground!" Ada would command, the pup stiffening up and locking his eyes on the skitty, waiting for her next move.
