- {{aaaand that's the reason i'm afraid of this thread. powerplaying, godmodding, bunnyplay, no style, no flow of any kind, no grammar, no spelling, no punctuation, no capitalization, users who take roleplaying seriously in a kind of sense (quoting; "this picture is me and my girlfriend Bree - chan having our first kiss and also is post to show my love toward her. also you are the best girlfriend i have ever had ." i mean what the...? 0.o" awkward.), mary-sues, gary-stus, etc., etc. no offense, but either somebody start keeping an eye on rule breakers or those roleplayers brush up their roleplaying skills :\
@tenten; i have cordelia free c:}}
thundershock ;; wrote:"Now, Fresca, finish it off with Iron Tail!"
"Kyuu!"
As the Pokemon's metal covered tail slammed into the huge Snorlax-like dummy, the dummy exploded into thousands of tiny feathers scorched with fire around the edges, most likely due to being attacked over and over by a certain Fire Fox Pokemon. As the feathers slowly floated down to the ground, a kitsune-like creature jumped away from the remains of the dummy, puffing out its chest in pride and admiring its work.
"You did a good job," came a voice behind the kitune-like 'Mon. The canine turned around, and ended up being face to face with her trainer, Corrie. The human smiled and softly brushed away Fresca's slight fringe, scratching her head in a way she knew Fresca adored. The Fire Fox gave a satisfied 'kyuu', snuggling against her trainer's arm.
"You've been much more touchy nowadays... What's up with that?" Corrie muttered to herself, raising a brow, but still scratching Fresca's head. Of course, it was a rhetorical question, and even though Cordelia wasn't expecting her answer, it still made her curious. Shaking away her thoughts, Corrie sighed before she stopped petting Fresca and turned around, her back facing her prized starter; said Pokemon was looking at her curiously.
"I gotta clear my mind... I'm starting to think too much... How about an ice-cream at Goldenrod Park?" Corrie elaborated, as well as questioned, to which she received a happy squeal from Fresca.
"Thought so," she muttered with a small but sincere and amused smile plastered on her face, walking towards the exit of the dojo and grabbing her denim jacked on her way, tying it around her waist and exiting the Goldenrod dojo, all with Fresca hot on her heels.
[[Anybody have a free character for interaction with Cordelia?]]

