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Geyser_209 has a minion!
Voice the Entranced Pink Snow Fairy
Voice the Entranced Pink Snow Fairy
Geyser_209
Legacy Name: Geyser_209
The
Hydrus JollinOwner:
MsBoogieAge: 13 years, 2 weeks, 1 day
Born: May 4th, 2011
Adopted: 12 years, 5 months, 1 week ago
Adopted: December 8th, 2011
Pet Spotlight Winner
September 26th, 2011
Statistics
- Level: 1
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 0
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
I can smell the rain's approach, a refreshing and delicate balm on my tongue. Soothing, calming. Purifying. I can see his great head bowed just beneath the horizon, where he rests until called; his vast, spiraling mane, swollen with his blessing, curls into the atmosphere, saturating the wild blue yonder with a dreary gray hue. A chill chases mischievously through me; his foot-soldiers, damp wind and rolling thunder, are now at work in all living things, urging the small and weak to retreat under bushes or into burrows. The distant flash of lightning heralds his approach, and the world quiets itself as it awaits the gathering storm.
He is coming.
The heavy clouds swallow up the blue over my head; I tremble with anticipation as the wind dances around me. I have waited many months for this storm, and for many months, the rain has evaded me. Too many dry towns, too many disbelieving green ones: "Stop chasing down fairytales." they cry as I flit from town to town. And the rain always went before me, leaving damp forests and lightning-scarred plains for me to find. And now, the rain and I meet in the middle, and tremors of premature joy tickle my spine.
He is coming.
The first drop lands like a meteorite, and instantly, the quiet world comes alive: her green children dance with the humid breeze gleefully, clamoring for their fair share of the rain's gifts, snatched up greedily in their broad, fingerless hands. The drops feed the river, which drones peacefully as they fall to its rippling surface. Above me, thunder rolls through his near-black mane, and my heart skips a beat.
He is here.
The soft hiss of falling water on rock and dirt masks his footsteps, and the descending mist his shape; I know his approach by the crystalline Gust that whisks the breath from my lungs. The drops begin to fall more intensely, and the clamoring leaves at my ankles bow their heads in submission to the driving storm. I peer through the sheets of water cascading from the black sky above me and find tendrils of creeping fog drifting like Haunter into my view. My dream sinks beneath the pounding dew-meteors, but before my thoughts can turn to shelter, lightning strikes a few feet from me, turning the area into an eerie mix of white-gold light and distorted demi-silhouettes.
There.
He stands mere inches from me, veiled by his insidious fog. His mane curls about him in a regal purple, constantly-swirling cloud, and his twin tails seem to vanish into curling ribbons of mist. The crown of ice encircling his head shimmers like crystal in the swiftly-fading light, and the dew on his coat glistens like diamonds. His gaze pierces me -- two blue spears impaling my soul. And then, the lightning dies, and the driving storm subsides to warm, humid sighs and spitting droplets.
Thunder ripples ominously across the sky. Somewhere, someone else was about to meet the rain. But like so many in this era of reality and actuality, he will not believe what he sees.
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Fanpet for Suicune from the game/anime/manga series Pokémon; I don't own the character.
Overlay (c) zerochan.net
Sprites (c) Nintendo
Layout, coding, and story byCharles.
He is coming.
The heavy clouds swallow up the blue over my head; I tremble with anticipation as the wind dances around me. I have waited many months for this storm, and for many months, the rain has evaded me. Too many dry towns, too many disbelieving green ones: "Stop chasing down fairytales." they cry as I flit from town to town. And the rain always went before me, leaving damp forests and lightning-scarred plains for me to find. And now, the rain and I meet in the middle, and tremors of premature joy tickle my spine.
He is coming.
The first drop lands like a meteorite, and instantly, the quiet world comes alive: her green children dance with the humid breeze gleefully, clamoring for their fair share of the rain's gifts, snatched up greedily in their broad, fingerless hands. The drops feed the river, which drones peacefully as they fall to its rippling surface. Above me, thunder rolls through his near-black mane, and my heart skips a beat.
He is here.
The soft hiss of falling water on rock and dirt masks his footsteps, and the descending mist his shape; I know his approach by the crystalline Gust that whisks the breath from my lungs. The drops begin to fall more intensely, and the clamoring leaves at my ankles bow their heads in submission to the driving storm. I peer through the sheets of water cascading from the black sky above me and find tendrils of creeping fog drifting like Haunter into my view. My dream sinks beneath the pounding dew-meteors, but before my thoughts can turn to shelter, lightning strikes a few feet from me, turning the area into an eerie mix of white-gold light and distorted demi-silhouettes.
There.
He stands mere inches from me, veiled by his insidious fog. His mane curls about him in a regal purple, constantly-swirling cloud, and his twin tails seem to vanish into curling ribbons of mist. The crown of ice encircling his head shimmers like crystal in the swiftly-fading light, and the dew on his coat glistens like diamonds. His gaze pierces me -- two blue spears impaling my soul. And then, the lightning dies, and the driving storm subsides to warm, humid sighs and spitting droplets.
Thunder ripples ominously across the sky. Somewhere, someone else was about to meet the rain. But like so many in this era of reality and actuality, he will not believe what he sees.
_______________________________________________
Fanpet for Suicune from the game/anime/manga series Pokémon; I don't own the character.
Overlay (c) zerochan.net
Sprites (c) Nintendo
Layout, coding, and story by
Charles.
NAME/ID#: Suicine, #245 (The Aurora Pokémon)HEIGHT/WEIGHT: 6'07", 412.3lbs
TYPE:
ABILITY: PRESSURE -- for every move used against Suicine, two PPs are used.
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Gold: Said to be the reincarnation of north winds, it can instantly purify filthy, murky water.Silver: This Pokémon races across the land. It is said that north winds will somehow blow whenever it appears.
Crystal: This divine Pokémon blows around the world, always in search of a pure reservoir.
Ruby/Sapphire: Suicune embodies the compassion of a pure spring of water. It runs across the land with gracefulness. This Pokémon has the power to purify dirty water.Emerald: Suicune embodies the compassion of a pure spring of water. It runs across the land with gliding elegance. It has the power to purify dirty water.
FireRed/SoulSilver: This Pokémon races across the land. It is said that north winds will somehow blow whenever it appears.
LeafGreen/HeartGold: Said to be the reincarnation of north winds, it can instantly purify filthy, murky water.Diamond/Pearl/Platinum/Black/White: It races around the world to purify fouled water. It dashes away with the north wind.