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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2004 9:10 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2004 9:25 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2004 9:39 am
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Posted: Wed Aug 25, 2004 10:32 am
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Posted: Fri Aug 27, 2004 10:50 am
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Golem OTCT Slowly enlarging the ball, I narrow my eyes. That 'plant' looks very familiar; and, though my area of expertise is in the rock-type feild, I'm not adverse in the least to others. I creep torward it, as slowly and stealthily as I can, weighing my options, and trying to place where I've seen that shape before...
A pair of triangular eyes peers up at you through the brush as you quietly approach. They blink, then narrow, looking at you curiously.
The Pokémon slowly backs off a couple of steps, keeping pace with your advance. As it leaves the brush, you can clearly tell what it is.
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It tries to maintain the distance from you, just out of your reach.
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Posted: Fri Aug 27, 2004 10:55 am
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Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2004 2:48 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 01, 2004 9:57 am
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Trumpster As I reach the beach I look around the clearing and up to the nearby cliffs. Being a little tired from my scrap with the bedrill I decide to have a rest so I walk half way down the beach and sit down on the soft sand, watching the calm waters.
The soft splash of the water is deeply soothing. You sit quietly for some time, and the sounds of the forest behind you return -- the buzz of Beedrills, the crackle of the pine needles, and even an occasional "pika!".
The lake is dotted with rocks in the shallows, and after you've sat for a while, you see ripples of water approaching the rocks.
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A Wooper pokes its head out of the water, then hops onto one of the rocks, eyeing you cautiously. It seems to decide that you're no threat, as it turns and calls back to the other ripples, "Woooopa!" Several other Wooper climb out of the water and hop onto the same rock, chattering excitedly amongst themselves.
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2004 4:30 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2004 9:19 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2004 10:19 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 02, 2004 11:20 pm
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2004 12:43 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2004 5:09 pm
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The Wooper bounce up and down excitedly as you reach for the water, and happily shout "WOOOOOPA!" as the wave comes crashing down on them. They splash around in the puddles and mud, spraying each other and you and everything in sight.
After a while, they start looking a bit worn out from all the excitement and horseplay. One by one, they dive off into the depths of the lake, each with a happy, tired, grateful "Woopa!" before they leave.
The last one left is the one on your shoulder. He looks out at the lake, then looks back at you, and rubs his little head against your cheek again. "Woopa," he says firmly. He slides down, looks at the lake meaningfully, then back at you, then hops back up to your shoulder again. "Woopa woopa woop."
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2004 11:31 pm
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