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Of course I'm not forcing you to do anything if you don't want to, but seriously, what have you got to lose? Five seconds of your life?
[ --! He scrambles up when Kegami clicks its claws. He looks at the krabby with a glint in his eye: lunch. ... but it's big. Decisions, decisions.Let's take Kegami the krabby and see if we can't persuade the poor fellow (INSIDE THE BUILDING ITSELF) that he'll be in a pinch if we couldn't kindly liberate one of his stock.
Electivire was either a particularly good choice or a particularly poor one. It startles up a small camel, but it runs off, leaving a few fragments of something shiny in its wake. Whether or not you want it, it seems that the electivire does.I'll have a go in the Caves. Let's send out Electivire.
*Puts five pounds in tip jar.*
Which area?I wanna 'Mon plox. D: Taking York the Froslass with me! <333
Jackpot! ... Sort of. Laerin's able to take down two bats and a growlithe before a blueish glint worries it and it drags you off.I'll take my loyalloverpet Laerin the Arcanine to the Nigori caves.
[ He's easy enough to rouse from his nap, but it doesn't seem like he wants to move very far. Negotiating might be a better option, unless you can find something to scare him off. ]I'm gonna get the hobo out of the way.
The weather (... courtesy of something using either Sunny Day or Rain Dance somewhere) kind of really sucks.Oh sorry
Cave please
[ --! He scrambles up when Kegami clicks its claws. He looks at the krabby with a glint in his eye: lunch. ... but it's big. Decisions, decisions.
... He's not in the mood to try losing a finger today. ]
I won't tell anyone as long as you tell me if you see anything you think I might be looking for. Deal?
[ There's a shiny rock by his feet either way. It looks like it might be valuable. What do you do? ]
[ -- omg best day ever. Okay, best day ever would involve lunch, but second-best day ever. NEW BEST FRIEND you are nicer than Jessie and Meowth even if you do not cook your krabby[ Aww. She can hear the man's stomach rumbling from here. Does she have any food...?
She sets down her messenger bag, pets Kegami and ruffles through the minimized pokéballs of one section (inconspicuously palming the shiny rock in the process). Ah, there it is. It's not lunch - she wouldn't sacrifice any of her own pokémon for that - but maybe she'll brighten up that garden of his.
She picks up the bag and maximizes Larissa the carnivine's pokéball, wordlessly presenting it to the man with a smile. ]
[ -- omg best day ever. Okay, best day ever would involve lunch, but second-best day ever. NEW BEST FRIEND you are nicer than Jessie and James even if you do not cook your krabby ]
What?
[ HE PRESSES THE BUTTON AND --
-- yeah okay he loves you forever ]
-- thank you! Feel free to look around, but let me know if you see any of my Pokemon, okay? My carnivine and cacnea got lost somehow.
They'll probably try to bite your head.
[ WILL YOU BE GOING ON AN ~ADVENTURE~? ... You could probably ask him to come along with you. ]
(( Haha perhaps I shouldn't post while mostly asleep. Ah well! Fixed, fixed~ ... I don't really want to play out THE ADVENTURE ITSELF so. ))((wait, nicer than jessie and 'james'? and mind noting the stone?))
[ Of course she's going on an adventure. This is the pokémon world; she's eternally on an adventure. But where will this adventure lead?
She frowns at the... it's not a garden, it looks more like a field of dirt with tall sticks strewn through it. Still, there are signs of pokémon... supposedly maybe.
She shuffles through her remaining pokéballs (she needs some kind of organizing system but refuses to take advantage of the PC system; they're too few and far between Safari Zone areas to be useful). Something that'll do well in this environment and a capability to incapacitate, seeing as there's no pokémarts around to grab pokéballs from. (Areas that gave them out had to mail-order them. But now she was getting into a tangent in her own thoughts.)
Ah, Tekkanin. Nincada were bugs, of course, so they worked with this dirt-forest. And he could probably string shot. And bugs were... something against the aforementioned grass pokémon; she couldn't remember if it was better or worse. Hopefully the former. She releases the insect pokémon, and with a buzz of his wings he perches on the mess of her curly locks.
While she's thinking about it, she flips through the bills in her wallet and removes a crisp ten. A few seconds later and it's an origami ring. She gently grasps the hobo's hand, slips it on his finger, and nods decisively. The nominal fee and some pocket money; it sure looks like he can use it more than she can.
Still, that won't come free. If he comes with her, it'll be two pairs of eyes looking - for his missing pokémon and any new ones for her. (Plus however many counts for Tekkanin.) She gestures to Kegami to man - well, to crab - the tip barrel, warding off anyone who'd want to steal from this poor, sad little man. Now she pulls on the blue-haired man's wrist, jerking her head sharply towards the depths of the dirt-grove. (She's managed not to speak for a whole day before, and is trying for a week this time. She even talks to herself in pantomime! It's all worked out so far.)
Adventuuuure! ]
((I am loving RP-acceptable areas))
I'll get to this in a bit. Posting from school~$X to go wherever is the most interesting/wacky, por favor.
Gogogo Cottonbutt the Swablu.
(( Hm? ))((That sounds intriguingand I would like to subscribe to your newsletter.))
That weird girl is back again. She'd like to examine the telephone and maybe see where that culinary smell is coming from. If nothing crops up, she'll try something more concrete. (If something does crop up, of course, let's see how deep the rabbit hole goes.) Probably money will be exchanged at some point.
((And I will totally get on that thing we were speaking of tomorrow /o\))