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| Fordy | Jul 26 2007, 08:02 AM Post #1 | ||||||||||||
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The effect of a repel, to repel all Pokemon, was something Tim was beginning to love. Traveling, freely, without having to stop for anything he didn't want to, was quite enjoyable. The dirt Tim stood on, having just descended the hill, was very wet. It wasn't as bad as it would become, Tim knew. He could see a large fog covering the land ahead, journeying would get much more difficult. The walk would be slowed when Tim was forced to trudge through the wet land ahead, so he started running while he could, to save a bit of time. (Soggy Dirt, Sinklands 1, Mist Valley, Unclearable Fog Marsh) |
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| Jolt | Jul 26 2007, 08:12 AM Post #2 | ||||||||||||
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.2 The dirt was soggy, making it pretty hard to run through. It felt like you were running on top of one huge pile of fecal matter. Your footing was easily lost, and you stumbled several times. But, still, you managed to make it through with relative ease thanks to Repel. And, alas, you fell on your face. Congratulation, things just got alot harder. Reached: Sinklands 1 |
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| Fordy | Jul 26 2007, 08:23 AM Post #3 | ||||||||||||
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.2 Falling in mud, unless there was a life-threatening situation that could be survived by covering yourself in mud, was not something to be enjoyed, in any situation. When you fell on your face, it only made it ten times worse. Tim scrambled to his feet, the sensation that he was sinking into the mud had gotten a little overpowering. Ankle-deep in mud, Tim began trudging forward once again. He sprayed another repel on himself as he went, for good measure. (Sinklands 1, Mist Valley, Unclearable Fog Marsh) |
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| Jolt | Jul 26 2007, 08:29 AM Post #4 | ||||||||||||
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.2 It was difficult to travel through mud, especially when its just below your knees. Things were rather difficult, but you pushed on uninterrupted thanks to the repelling spray. It took quite a bit of trudging, but you made it to a valley. The mud had ended for the most part. In its place, the ground was damp, and water was leaking into your shoes, little by little. The fog around you was becoming more and more dense, and traveling would probably become a problem. Probably. Reached: Mist Valley |
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| Fordy | Jul 26 2007, 08:35 AM Post #5 | ||||||||||||
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.2 Tim had finally reached a misty part of the valley. Normally, not being able to see a Pokemon that might attack him would be worrying, but with the magic that was repel, Tim felt perfectly safe. The ground had thankfully hardened, Tim was once again able to run. But he stopped for a moment to get some filler. --- Times grew boring, so Tim started running. (MIst Valley, Unclearable Fog Marsh, Malral) |
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| Jolt | Jul 26 2007, 08:47 AM Post #6 | ||||||||||||
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.2 The fog densified as you continued. Soon, the mist had turned to fog, and the ground was drenched and soggy. Reached: Unclearable Fog Marsh This place was infinitely different from the valley of mist behind you. You couldn't see inches from your face. If you extended you arm in front of you, your hand would have seemingly disappeared. But still, you walked. That is, of course... of you dont end up walkig in circles... Bwahahahaha! |
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| Fordy | Jul 26 2007, 08:52 AM Post #7 | ||||||||||||
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.2 Tim felt the wonders of not being retarded set in. Being unable to see, he realized how very blessed he was to be able to walk straight, without wobbling unnecessarily to any-one side. Using these magical powers, and the knowledge that he had been walking straight out of the fog earlier, Tim was able to figure out that by not wobbling around, he would get out of the fog. Brilliance in action, it was. (Unclearable Fog Marsh, Malral) |
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| Jolt | Jul 27 2007, 07:38 AM Post #8 | ||||||||||||
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.1 You walked, in a relatively straight line. As staright as one could get withotu being able to se ein front of him. Then... SPLAT. You fell in a large puddle of water, drenching yourself and your belongings. You struggled to get up, but when you did... wait, which way were you walking? You were going that way, but you fell, now which way was that way again? Oh no... to make matters worse, there was somethign tugging on your shoe. A pokemon? That couldn't be... the Repel is supposed to keep them away... unless it was washed off when you fell. HA! ![]() ![]() level 12 24/24 *in love with your shoe* |
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| Fordy | Jul 27 2007, 10:57 AM Post #9 | ||||||||||||
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(You suck!) .2 Tim was in a momentary panic as he stood from the puddle, having lost track of his direction. To make matters worse, something appeared to be pulling at his shoe, a Pokemon. His Repel had been washed off. Both problems could be remedied easily. Tim flipped open his trusty PokeTech, while delivering a swift kick to the Pokemon that was tugging longingly at his shoe. After a soft ping sent Tim back on track to Malral, he pulled his foot back, and gave a nice kick to the head of the annoying Pokemon. HA! |
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| Jolt | Jul 28 2007, 07:32 AM Post #10 | ||||||||||||
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.2 At least with your poketch you were able to use the map. The direction was pretty clear... well, not really. Fog was still all around you. Oh, and that Buizel you kicked? It had gotten latched onto your foot, and was now gnawing at your shoe. It would be a matter of time before it bit through to your foot, and probably caused a bunch of bleeding and stuff of the sort. |
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| Fordy | Jul 28 2007, 07:41 AM Post #11 | ||||||||||||
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.1 That was the final straw. This Buizel was going to get it now. Tim fumbled in his pocket for his last Repel. He gave the small green bottle a shake, and sprayed it in the Buizel's face. Oh, but that thing was not getting away that easily. Tim pounced on it, as he released his all his Pokemon. A Taillow, a Quilava, and a Barboach appeared. "Hold this thing down for me!" Tim shouted, as his Pokemon grabbed the struggling Buizel. Tim searched around for something sharp, like a rock. Selecting the pointiest one he could find, Tim slit the struggling water Pokemon's throat. He dug the rock as deep as he could into the throat, and began to pull it down, slicing the body open as it writhed about. Slowly, Tim worked at removing the skin. After a while of primitive slicing, Tim removed the skin of the animal, and had himself a nice Buizel coat. He wondered how much it would sell for, as he held it in the air, admiring his handiwork. |
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| Jolt | Jul 28 2007, 07:57 AM Post #12 | ||||||||||||
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... .3, -2 ![]() The Buizel lay on the ground, covered in fog and blood. Meanwhile, you stood in the middle of the marsh, with a little sense of direction. Your ast repel had been used, leaving you wide open for attacks. But... form what? This place is filled with hungry pokemon who haven't seen humans in a long while... and they woudl likely be "happy" to see what you had, if you know what I mean. Which, I think you do. |
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| Fordy | Jul 28 2007, 11:42 AM Post #13 | ||||||||||||
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.1 The deed was done, Tim wiped his bloody hands on his pants as he placed the Buizel pelt in his bag. He glanced at his PokeTech, to remind him which way to go. The Malral District wasn't far, only a few moments walk. Unfortunately, Tim was out of Repels, not a comforting thought. He kept his Pokemon out, they sat on his shoulders or flew through the air. They would provide protection from any of the attackers they might have to battle. That, of course, would end badly for the other Pokemon. (Unclearable Fog Marsh, Malral) |
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| Jolt | Jul 30 2007, 07:27 AM Post #14 | ||||||||||||
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.2 *Because I am tired... Reached: Malral.* |
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| Fordy | Jul 30 2007, 03:15 PM Post #15 | ||||||||||||
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| Fordy | Sep 23 2007, 09:54 AM Post #16 | ||||||||||||
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Magnificent waves of mist rolled across the valley, as if welcoming the rocket. He stepped silently across the marshy ground, eastward. Misthenge wasn't far, if it wasn't for all this damn fog, he would be able to see it. He had only been walking for a few moments, and he was already drenched. Not sweat, but water from the fog. It was cold. He was wet. Not a good mix. He found his teeth start to chatter as he walked, and yet, there was nothing much he could do about it but continue and hope he could find a warm place in Misthenge. Cynder's warmth would probably help, but he didn't want to torture her by the constant condensation. His shivered steps became sprints, activity would bring him warmth. Another reason to run, he had found. Just as before, he was charging across the land, a freezing mass. He only could hope that Pokemon would be merciful, a Repel would be useless here. The constant moisture would wash it unwaveringly from his body. Luck was what he needed. -Unclearable Fog Marsh 1, headed to Sinklands 2, Unclearable Fog Marsh 2, Misthenge |
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| Metool2 | Sep 23 2007, 12:09 PM Post #17 | ||||||||||||
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.2 ![]() Distant hooting and brid calls could be heard through the fog, as the mist seemed to grow thicker and thicker... until... SQUISH! Your leg sunk into a deep patch of mud, signalling your official entrance into the sink lands. There seemed to be no respite from the dampness in sight.... until something faded in the distance. A distant light of a campfire, and through the foggy mist, it seemed like a small shack could be made out as well. ----------------- Destination: Sinklands 2 reached! |
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| Fordy | Sep 23 2007, 12:34 PM Post #18 | ||||||||||||
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.2 An annoying squelch stuck Tim to the wet ground, it took a bit of maneuvering to finally free himself from it. He stood once again, the cold began to sneak its way back to him. While he ran he was okay, but the time he spent still was bringing the cold back. Misthenge would not come soon enough. Off in the distance, he spotted the flickering light of a campfire. A human would likely be near it. Warmth would be welcome at a time like this, but Misthenge was a much better prospect. Maybe, if he had the time, a visit to the strange light would be worth it, but for now, continuing on was better. Refocused, he started running again, coaxing his numbing body to work. -Sinklands 2, headed to Unclearable Fog Marsh 2, Misthenge |
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| Jolt | Sep 24 2007, 07:59 AM Post #19 | ||||||||||||
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.2 You walked. It was all quite fun. Then, the land under shifted once again, causing you to lose your footing and stumble a bit. This time, instead of sinking, it rose back up. Reached: UFM 2 You could make out the town of fog. Misthenge, is what it was called. But, somehting drew your attention from your destination. A marching bird was walkign through the fog, being pretty annoying in the process. The culprit? ![]() ![]() level 25 50/50 |
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| Fordy | Sep 24 2007, 04:24 PM Post #20 | ||||||||||||
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.2 So close, yet so far. Even though Misthenge loomed just ahead, there was always something to slow him up, just when everything should be going smoothly. A Farfetch'd. He didn't even want to know what it was doing, why it was here, or whatever, but he didn't want to be anywhere near it. But... He assumed that Farfetch'd were not that common, just more fame for him within the Team Rocket organization. He might as well take a stab at it. Just once, then he was gone. A flash brought about by the normal means welcomed Cynder, the only one that could reliably weaken a Pokemon. "Double Swift! Weaken it as much as you can, but don't faint it." The orders weren't all that unusual, and brought no response but immediate action from Cynder. Tim made his way around to the other side of the battle as Cynder attacked, Ultra Ball clutched in his hand, ready to throw. He had the Pokeball for Cynder in his hand too, ready to run should the Ultra Ball fail; sticking around was not something he was up for. ![]() Lv. 25 50/50 vs. ![]() Lv. 25 50/50 |
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| Jolt | Sep 26 2007, 08:35 AM Post #21 | ||||||||||||
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.2 Farfetch'd went on about its merry way, doing its merry thing, marching to its merry tune. Then, tiny stars inteerrupted its merriness. A bunch of them. Naturally, this angered the bird. It shook off what it could, and went on the offensive. The little pecker used its pecker to peck Cynder in the forehead repeatedly, drawing blood. It had a sharp pecker, apparently. ![]() ![]() level 25 34/50 vs ![]() ![]() level 25 32/50 |
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| Fordy | Sep 27 2007, 02:12 PM Post #22 | ||||||||||||
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.1 (Meh.) The pest would not come easily, Tim saw, and he had no wish to continue a fruitless battle when what he wanted was just ahead. "Cynder, return," he said, expressionessly. The bird was obviously puzzled by the recall, but Tim felt no need to say anything to it. Misthenge was only moments away, and he wasn't in the mood to stick around. Continuing on his merry way, Tim resumed his jog. Misthenge would be reached soon, and he couldn't wait to tell Nuzleaf. Evolution was in his grasp. (UFM 2, Misthenge) |
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.2 Reached: Misthenge *Sorry for the lousiness, but I've been out of modding and have alot to catch up on. You understand. No GenExp necessary.* |
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| Fordy | Sep 28 2007, 07:33 PM Post #24 | ||||||||||||
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| Fordy | Sep 29 2007, 07:34 AM Post #25 | ||||||||||||
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A ray of light caught the Leaf Stone clutched in Tim's grasp, the mist momentarily ignored. Tim rolled it over in his hands for a little while, just examining it. How could such a small stone make such a powerful Pokemon? It was pointless to wonder, though. It didn't matter how it happened, really, as long as it happened now. He had waited too long for this moment. A small shower of stars brought Nuzleaf from his Great Ball, he flexed his biceps for a moment, and stretched a second. He hadn't been out in quite a while, he hoped a battle was on the horizon. "Settle down Nuzleaf, nothing to fight right now," Tim said tiredly. Nuzleaf looked deflated, but perked up when Tim continued, "Something much better, though. Evolution perhaps." It was then that he spied the small Leaf Stone in Tim's palm. His face broke into a big smile, Tim's too. Tim tossed the Leaf Stone to Nuzleaf, who grabbed it with his pointy little wooden fingers. The stone seemed to explode the moment it touched him. A shower of light filled the misty air, searching out Nuzleaf. Quickly, it found him, and engulfed him in its warm glow. The light cleared quickly, leaving not a Nuzleaf, but a powerful Shiftry. Tim gasped as Shiftry began to examine his new body. "Shift..." "Wow..." "Congrats Nuzleaf. Or, is it Shiftry now?" Tim asked jokingly. Shiftry chuckled. "Well, we might as well be going." They nodded to each other, and started off, headed southeast. Rose, the destination. -UFM2, headed too Sinklands2, UFM, Malral.- becomes
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.2 ![]() The sinklands were a trecherous region to walk through, as one had to constant be aware of where he or she stepped, lest his or her legs would sink deep into the soft marshy ground... A trap which caught many unwary trainers. Suprisingly though Shiftry seemed to be easy making its way through the region, its sandal-like feet allowing it to land on solid clumps of grass as it would jump too and fro, avoiding the ever perilous marsh and turn to await its trainers following. For now no pokemon seemed available, which meant it was clear sailing for the time being. ----------- Sinklands 2 reached. |
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.1 The path ahead was thankfully clear, making travel nice and easy. Even though he was going to be challenging a gym soon, he still didn't have the urge to go out and train. He would have to eventually though, hopefully the Grasslands, with its endless stream of weak Pokemon, would provide an easy training ground. The ground was becoming squishier here, Tim supposed he had reached the Sinklands. He really didn't look forward to sitting around, trapped in the ground. He noticed how eaaily Shiftry was getting around, just jumping from solid ground to solid ground. It would be much easier to cross the Sinklands if he knew exactly where to go! "Shiftry, I've got an idea. Why don't you hop along ahead and show me a path? Just go one step ahead of me so I know where to go so I don't get stuck and waste time," Tim suggested. Shiftry nodded solemnly. He had gotten more serious when he evolved, that much was apparent. A small game of follow the leader began, the hunched figure of Shiftry leading the skinny human across the marsh. It was kinda weird lookin'. -Sinklands, to UFM1, Malral. |
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.2 :gexp, Test Moooood. Don't you feel speshul. Weird indeed, but who cared as long as it worked? Shiftry hopped along through the dense fog, navigating Tim through the perilous sinking land. Well, not completely, Tim sunk a little bit maybe once or twice, but it was to be expected. At least he didn't fall into a sinkhole. It didn't look like there were any Pokemon about, more then likely scared off by the fully evolved grass/dark type. As they cleared the last bit of the Sinklands, Shiftry seemed to notice something, pausing and stiffening up, new ears twitching. Maybe something worth training on? More then likely not, but maybe it was worth a look see? Reached: Unclearable Fog Marsh 1! |
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.2 It was the third time Tim had crossed through this misty valley, he was becoming a little used to how the land slowly changed as you walked, getting harder, more solid in some areas, but moments later, becoming a marshy sinkland capable of trapping unsuspecting trainers. He had just left the last of them in his way, the ground holding as he walked was a welcome feeling. It seemed to be making little difference to Shiftry, who was still walking as though there had been no change, or even that the ground had changed when they had first reached the sinklands a bit ago. There was little out of the ordinary, as Tim noticed, peering around him trying to see through the fog. Well, the fog was kind of unusual, but that was expected here. He probably should have been paying better attention, he plowed straight into Shiftry, who had suddenly stopped, his ears moving back and forth, trying to catch some sort of sound. "A pokemon, most likely..." Tim thought. He had said it earlier, they would train in the Grasslands. No sense in stopping here to fight anything and possibly getting lost when there was much safer and easier training to be had just a little south. As if reading his mind, Shiftry continued walking. An unspoken, telephatic-like communication kept them aware of each other's thoughts and intentions, the magic of trainer and Pokemon. Just as before, they kept a steady pace across the remaining area of Murmur Valley, Malral looming just ahead. -UFM 1, to Malral. |
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| Jolt | Oct 3 2007, 08:14 AM Post #30 | ||||||||||||
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Reach for the stars, and you'll hit the roof.
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.2 Even with magical trances and things of the sort, one fact remained: The Unclearable Fog Marsh was bigger than any other portion of the marsh you have traversed through thus far. Naturally, mor etime would be needed to cross. But, worry not, my dear friend. there are planty of pokemon to occupy your time until that time comes. Like that one over there! ![]() ![]() level 22 44/44 |
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Profile APL - 68.4 Crobat, Rhyperior, Kingdra, Houndoom, Persian Excuse me, is your refrigerator running? Because if it is, it probably runs like you - very homosexually. -Peter Griffin Your mama wears cowboy boots to bed. How do I know? I had sexual relations with your mama. -Steve Carell If I can't do it, homie it can't be done. -Curtis "50 Cent" Jackson I'm a dude, playin' a dude, disguised as another dude. You a dude that don't know what dude he is! -Robert Downey Jr. | |||||||||||||
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| Fordy | Oct 6 2007, 08:17 AM Post #31 | ||||||||||||
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.1 The incessant fog was becoming quite the annoyance. It did nothing to help the boring passage through the largest part of the Murmur Valley, blurring over anything interesting with the entirely plain cover of fog. It was quite unusual for something to break the shield of boredom, so when a small Pokemon that Tim recognized as a Shroomish stumbled into sight, it was a delightful surprise. "Aha! So this place isn't just entirely pointless," Tim noted aloud. Shiftry stopped, nodding in agreement as he surveyed the new arrival. "Shift?" He asked. 'Should we?' "Nah," Tim replied, staring thoughtfully at the confused Pokemon, as if it was some animal in a zoo. It sort of was, in more than one way. Shiftry sighed. He was itching for a battle. "Oh, don't be like that," Tim assured, "We will be at Rose soon, and you can have a REAL battle at the Gym." Shiftry's features noticeably brightened, it was even distinguishable through the fog. Tim smiled as they continued on to Malral, ignoring the Shroomish. -UFM 1, Malral |
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| Metool2 | Oct 6 2007, 09:38 AM Post #32 | ||||||||||||
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The Rocket That Burns The Heavans Red
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.2 ![]() The shroomish watched curiously as the trainer finished hopscotching through the dense fog, as it hopped along to follow, chirping happily as it bounced from one grassy spot to another. It followed him through, till he reached the edge of the marsh and moved on, watching as the trainer and his pokemon guide moved on. -------- Destination: Malral reached |
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| Fordy | Oct 7 2007, 07:08 AM Post #33 | ||||||||||||
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