#;; he got bit by his own Liepard. for mistaking her xD

[frostbite-yinny]

Your Pokémon are so cute!! How’d you meet the lot of them, if you don’t mind me asking?

OMG THANK YOU YOURS ARE CUTER I WANNA HUG THE BIG JOLTIK SO MUCH ALSO YOUR PHOTOGRAPHY IS SO COOL (SORRY I DIDN'T KNOW HOW TO SAY I LOVE YOUR DRAWINGS IN CHARACTER GOOD JOB)

This is how I got them, in order:

Froslass; Given to me by my mother as a snorunt egg, she was my starter. She has always been wild and a bit unstable. I admit that she would probably be much more responsible if I trained her right but at the age of 10, she was the only Pokemon that I have ever actually interacted with (my mom never had a Pokemon) so I'm giving myself an excuse while accepting I made a mistake. We are working on that ^^

Liepard; Caught her in the wild as a purrloin, my first ever catch. Sadly, same story as my Froslass. She was, well, a purrloin. Generally moody and aggressive by nature. She would probably be a much better adjusted Pokemon. We are also working on her behavior.

Gengar; Adopted him from a shelter I was volunteering at when they gave him to me as a foster. I was pretty young. Got him as an abused shiny mill gastly. Traded him for a Boldore so they would both get evolved. Regretted it imminently. I get attached too easily and can't part with my Pokemon XD The progress to healing him, his soul and character, and ambition and personality, was long but so worth it. He still has problems from time to time but I think him hiding behind me or asking for hugs is less for reassuring and more because he still didn't quite figure out he can just sit on top of me like my Liepard and I wouldn't mind XD

Charizard: Got him as an egg! So, I got pulled into one of those street trick scams and lost around 1k Pokecoins to it. So, me being the little asshole I am, I started a scene and threatened the shady vendor with a Froslass that I couldn't really control as a pre-teen so he just gave me an egg to get rid of me. Well, I got the sweetest most adorable Charmander out of that egg XD The first thing he did when he hatched was to bite my cheek (gently) and he never grew out of that habit XD he still bites my cheek (well, more like my whole head with his size) even though he grew up so much <3 <3 <3

Sceptile; This chill little guy was also a wild catch. In a cave. Easy to say he should have NOT been there. He already had an ID so I knew he had a trainer before me. When I got his ID scanned at the Pokemon center, I learned he has been officially owned by a trainer for like a week before it was released. He had some trust problems at the start but that's quite common. We get along well now ^^

Magikarp; My little golden boy <3 I met him while I was walking along a body of water, eating a strawberry donut when he jumped out the water (when I remembered it again, it was a pretty impressive jump) and slapped me across the face with his whole body weight, knocking me down. I was panicking, thinking that someone attacked me and thinking the wetness on my face was blood rather than water, before I realised a shiny magikarp was eating the rest of my donut. I got angry and throw a pokeball at his head. Lil fucker had hydro pump and bounce. Love him to bits <3 <3 <3

So, that's how I met my team! I admit, I wasn't always the best trainer I could be, or I wanted to be but I'm happy that they still stuck around. I can't imagine a life without them <3

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[kalimarsdreamlog]

Dream 66: I am the World’s Punching Bag (and a Liepard)

Here’s another old one. It used to be my longest, but the Two Part Special dwarfs it in comparison, so…anyway, this one jumps around a bit and was a little hard to make sense of, but it was pretty awesome too! Or at least I thought so at the time. It’s a bit overdramatic.

Copy/pasted from my notes as usual, just cleaned up a bit.

Camping is where it all started. I could transform into a liepard. It was awesome. But before that happened I was just on my trip. The first thing we did was go to this amusement park. Everyone had a ticket that could get us in at any time, but only a certain number of times. I don’t know if ours worked once or twice. Anyway, in order to get in you had to climb these tree branches that practically made a 6-foot-high briar patch that went up to the scanner people.

Probably thanks to being able to turn into a liepard, I could jump super high. Instead of having to climb the branches like everyone else (I don’t know how grandpa did it!) I just jumped up, scanned my ticket, and was in the park. Actually thanks to my jumping abilities I probably could have just jumped over the fence. It was uneven enough I could easily find a low part. Oh well. I had fun with Savanna for a while.

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Then the scene changed. I don’t know how or why, but I was back home in my room at my mom’s, albeit a very plain version. (With space under my bed, no shelves, and no clutter.) I had an entirely different backstory with a new cast of characters, so I guess the dream shifted. I was friends with fairies. Fairies of every color came to visit me in my room all the time, and they were normally invisible to the human eye. I don’t know why I could see them. Maybe because I was like a giant fairy myself? Unless I was just imagining things.

The door started to open. It was Umbridge! She’s famous for her disdain for magical creatures, and fairies were no different. I was on my bed at the time. The little black fairy hid between the bed and the wall, like where i stash things, and the little red fairy hid Under the bed. I didn’t want to reveal their positions with my size by hiding there too, so when I realized Umbridge couldn’t see me either, I flew up near the ceiling away from the bed, presumably out of reach. But alas, it was not so. The bells and chain mail on my outfit (for all fairies had that) jingled and chink’d as I flew up there, and by following the sound she found me. Oh well, it was better me than my fairies. She poured what I thought was a revealing potion to make me visible, but now I’m thinking it was more like a paralysis potion, to keep me from moving. Her next potion was a size-changing potion. Had I been tiny-fairy-sized, it would have made me human sized. Instead, it became a shrinking potion that made me tiny-fairy-sized. At three-and-a-half inches tall, it was much easier to evade her.

With nowhere else to go, I flew to the fairy kingdom. I went to a fairy banquet while I was there. Some things didn’t always shrink right. I was lucky my glasses were still the right prescription. They were so small that the lenses were held in place by two or three little pegs each, instead of wire rims. Of course the pegs were connected to the ear-pieces. I noticed another fairy with only one lense glowering at me, so I tried to offer some form of apology. Unfortunately, my brain doesn’t communicate well in dreams for some reason, so I ended up saying something like, “Sorry. I guess only half a dozen lenses ever make it through shrinking,” guessing he was shrunk too. Glasses were delicate things to shrink and it didn’t always work out.

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the dream shifted again. Not quite what it was before yet (I mean what happened to the camping trip?) But close enough that the timeline or whatever eventually merges back up. My dad showed up and took me to this water park that was the coolest combination of slides and lazy river. All you had to do was enjoy the ride! We had to go home before we reached the end of it though, so while my dad found a way out (by walking on the side or something) I had to climb through the journeying thing the wrong way. Got lost on the way back. (and I was so close too!)

I ended up at these tubes, like at a mcdonalds playground except better. As in bigger around, longer, and not smelly. There were miles and miles of tubes. I explored on my own, still with my swimsuit and intertube from the slides, when I noticed the ladies manning the slides and tunnels kept calling me “sir.” They thought I was a boy! I’m fine with being called sir but that was pretty funny.

I ditched the intertube and found a long tunnel I was alone in, and transformed back into a liepard. Suddenly, I could run in the tunnels! Running like people normally draw (horse) obviously didn’t work. With the wrong body shape it was too slow. It was hard to run like a cat because it felt clumsy and unnatural, but I eventually got the hang of it.

Soon enough I ran into a group of kids and teens that were going on a path through the tunnels that would lead back to the campsite. Returning to human form,I caught up with them and merged with the group enough that they knew my name and never knew I wasn’t part of the group in the first place. Sadly, one of the girls there was afraid of people who could transform, so I did my best to refrain from it. But it was hard to do since it was so much a part of me. Then one of the slides we were supposed go down (and did) was basically broken and run down, and we couldn’t use it. So we had to go back.

From then I noticed this weird guy tailing us. He was going at quite a clip to catch up, and I didn’t think he had the best intentions. I was the last to catch up with the group and had to run liepard style to keep up. (While still a human, mind you) it was annoying though to see the others crawling ahead of us. The guy was going to catch up at that rate! (Haha I just remembered at that point I actually turned around and hissed at him! XD) We got far enough away though that we found an exit. It was a pole you were supposed to slide down. The lady working it got some kid to go down and I heard him reach the ground a few seconds later. (We were basically on a second or third floor) I went next, transforming as I went to cushion the fall. I landed lightly on my paws and scampered of. I then realized my mistake because that girl went behind me. Woops. I transformed back into a human and hoped she didn’t notice, then ran off to find the campsite.

But then the guy following us in the tunnels found me. He put me in this cage thing inside the roots of a tree with like a safe door held in place with sharp sticks. After he left I waited for something to help. Sharp sticks aren’t extremely intimidating, but I couldn’t reach them to get them out of the way. I hoped I could escape before the end of the trip, otherwise I had no way home. Then this little white german-shepherd type dog came along, and in his excitement to see me he knocked the sticks out of the way. I opened the door (probably broke it down, can’t remember because people keep interrupting me while I’m trying to write) and realized I knew where I was! I had a leash and my rollerblades stashed nearby! I grabbed them and put the leash on the dog, and had him run on the sidewalks to camp. We practically flew back to the camper. When we got back I greeted everyone and told my story and they were happy to see me, when the dog started…purring? That sort of weirded me out. I stopped hugging him, (that little guy was my savior) let Savanna take a look, (she’s a vet) and went back into the camper for a good night’s rest.

It was the last day of the trip, and we went to a Ren fair. I ran into the girl from the playground tunnels, the one that was afraid of transforming people. I was with secret agents or something. The girl’s family were bad guys who hated anything that could transform. I don’t know who attacked first, but suddenly her parents and the agent or two with me were down, leaving me and her with her dual blades. They were like curved daggers. She had already killed with them. I did my best to talk her down, but got too close. She reached her knives around me to my back, and pressed down till I bled. Noting our position, took the opportunity to give her a hug and told her she didn’t have to kill anymore. She froze, but after some hesitation I heard (and felt, thank you) the knives drop to the ground. That danger over, I transformed into my liepard form and purred and rubbed my face on her until she started petting me and she realized that maybe people who could transform weren’t so bad after all.

I found friends at the ren fair, but mostly hung out with Savanna. She went off on some ride I refused to ride. While she was busy I ran into Black. (as in the pokemon character)

We met a guy advertising free plane rides. It seemed like a good idea at the time, so Black and I decided to try it. In the dream I had piloting experience, so I got to fly the plane myself. We ended up getting a bad plane. (Tip of the left wing was torn off. It wasn’t as bad as other planes I had apparently flown) I flew for a minute until the guide decided to “show us something cool.” He took the controls and flew us through a forest. I thought that was the cool thing he was talking about, since dodging trees was foolhardy enough, but then he flew under the roots of a tree. He scraped the long wing against something and lost control of the plane. Despite his best efforts, we crashed. From third person, all you could see of the plane was a huge explosion. When the smoke cleared, the guy worriedly (it WAS his fault) asked, “Is anyone hurt?” (All that were in view were Black and the guide) The guide was fine. Black was fine. But a heavy, “Yeah,” was heard from off-screen. (Cue dramatic Comic form, with long horizontal panels and the only colors being black, white…and red.) They looked back to see me with blood all over the left side of my chest and right arm. Apparently the deep wound on my chest was from the shrapnel. Black sort of panicked and did everything he could to stop the bleeding. (He was SO crushing on me) I don’t know what the guide did. Get bandages from the plane? Whatever the case, the guy drove us back and revealed that he had ulterior motives for letting us fly. He wanted to win some kind of contest or race, but he needed a team to do it with. With a pretty co-pilot like me, (that is not me being conceited that is exactly what he said) he was sure to win. So confident was he of his abilities, he even let me fly for a minute or two. Taking the plane through the forest for a couple tricks should’ve made up for it if I flew badly. Even with our rickety plane, he was sure we could still cross the finish line first. Obviously, that failed.

He dropped me off somewhere in the fair so I could get help while Black either stayed with him to make sure he didn’t “try anything funny,” like running away, or ran off much faster than I could to find help more quickly. I saw Savanna and walked over, raising my arms as if in presentation. I was covered with bandages to the point my right arm and chest were positively FLUFFY. My back where the knife-slices were was bandaged too. She asked, “What’s up?” Like she didn’t notice anything. Which I was a little indignant over, but now wasn’t the time.

“Do you know where the nearest hospital is?”

“Why?” (Come on Savanna you don’t ask why when it comes to hospitals!)

“Plane crash. Apparently I’m losing blood pretty quickly.” Actually, I was afraid of becoming lightheaded and passing out from moving too quickly, and was taking care to move as smoothly as possible. Her eyes widened.

“Oh. Okay. Let’s go.” She took me over to a tavernish place because we were at a ren fair and didn’t know where the hospital was. We found this lady who looked like she knew what was going on. My step-dad woke me up before I could actually get help though. He had a bad habit of doing that.

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