Username:
I'm Paint, formerly known as Painteh =)
Pokemon Name:
If I happen to be the luckiest
human being on Earth and
have the chance to own this
spectacular pokemon, I
would name him Demo;
which means "to take
away" in Latin. I thought
it was cuter than "subtract",
or "retracto", or "negative"
or something like that.
It's short, cute, simple,
and seems to fit this cutie
perfectly. I also
like how it
sounds like, I
don't know... well,
to me, somehow
electronicy, which
goes along with his
type, electric.
Gender:
Honestly, this pokemon
instantly struck me as male.
I think the look on his face
was more boyish, and his
blue colors look more
masculine to me than
femenine.
Level:
I personally am thinking
of this pokemon as a younger,
inexperienced pokemon
as of now, so I'd say he's
level fourteen and still
training! He's also my
first pokemon to adopt
here, so I'd like him to
start younger so we can
bond more. ♥
Nature:
If I win Demo, his nature
would be "impish". He's extremely
mischevious, always
stealing and causing
trouble for the fun of it.
"Impish" nature increases
a pokemon's defence by 10%,
but decreases it's
special attack by 10%.
He also likes
sour foods,
and despises
dry food. I can
see how fun
this guy will
be with such
a mischevious
nature.
Answer:
Tiny paws pittered against the cold pavement, sliding on the rain-wet ground at each turn. A blinding flashlight and hard footsteps followed, accompanied by shouting voices. The owner of the tiny paws, a young Minun, looked back at his persuers, his eyes gleaming mischeviously. It was his! The ever so shiny gleam of the goggles that one of his persuers was wearing too tempting to leave alone, and how in the world could he resist that bright, oh so soft scarf that woman was wearing.... Anyhow, the young Minun knew he could easily outrun them, and veered sharply to the left, into a thick forest. His paws squished on the soft, damp shrubbery around him as he pelted through. He skidded to a stop when he reached a large stream, and looked around desperately. Surely those trainers hadn't followed him all the way there? He relaxed for a moment, panting, and put on his new trophies, then looked into the stream, admiring himself. Then he heard a low growling behind him, and he spun on his heels. A Houndoom was glowering above him, his menacing eyes glinting, his sleek black pelt shiny from the rain. Behind him the trainer whom he stole the goggles from staggered behind. The trainer shouted something to his Houndoom, and instantly it leaped tword Minun, about to attack. Blind with fear, he leaped into the stream. Water filled his nose and mouth, and his head bobbed above the surface for only a second before the current dragged him down. He heard the growling grow fainter and fainter as the river-like stream pulled him away...
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When he regained conscienceness, he was on the bank of a sunny meadow, aching all over. But from what he could see, he was far away from any harm. Bouncing around in triumph, he hugged his new trasures closely. He earned them fair and square, and they were now HIS. Nobody would ever take them from him.
(MINUN PIXEL ABOVE IS FROM THE POKEMON DATABASE, MADE BY NINTENDO FOR THE DS GAMES. I DO NOT TAKE CREDIT FOR CREATING IT ♥)
Also, I hope my answer being a story is okay, everyone else was just typing a quick background thing, but I felt impulsed to write it. Again, also, sorry for so many edits, there are just so many tiny things I feel like fixing. {ei: I underlined his name so you could see it better, etc...}
