Roleplaying as Pokemon

[Spiritmon]

Beliaddon crooked its head towards the Chimical, elated that it was unharmed by the Hydro Pump. If that Gyarados did anything to hurt the cute little kitty, it would have called upon a few favors from Groudon to sort that *Censored, Again* out. *Skeeeeeee* (Translation: Heading? Mount Actin. Master has Hidden base there, likes the heat and privacy lava provide.)

A thoughful look passes on Beliaddn's normally intimidating visage. *skeeeeeeeeeee....* (Translation: I meet master there. He took me in when I was hurt, weak; made me fine, strong. Owe him life, do anything for him.)

The look passes, and a scowl takes its place. Clearly the next memory was not all that pleasent. *Skeeeeee! Skeeee!* *ROOOAR* (Translation: He taught me joys of fire and burning, and how good fire is to world! Rangers, though, try stop us, seperate me and Master! Master kind, does not want death. If they try and harm him, I WILL DEVOUR THEIR SOULS.)

After that emotional flareup, it realizes that it might be scaring it friend, and quickly tilts it head to consul them. *Skeeee!  Skeeee. Skeeeeeee.......* (Translation: I would not do it, not unless they really hurt him! I never hurt you; you cute friend. Like fire, know its beauty, importance. Fire burns, turn life to ash, ash brings life, burn again. Cycle. Master taught me that, and other things. He can teach you too, and take care of you. Don't worry....)

It now patiently awaits a response, concerned for their friend's welbeing. It has not forgotten about the Fafurr, though, and its getting a little impatient with it. If it doesn't speak up, you just leave, and take you tasty meal with you! Hmpt!

Well, I'm a powerful Baariette.

After a long day of training, breaking rocks in half and eat some berries, I decided to sleep under a tree. I felt a slight burning smell and without notice a hot spent in my hand and burned me. Startled tried to disapear the fire , dipping my hand into a nearby river.

After putting out the burning I went looking with eyes that had caused the fire. I saw a Beliadon there close and furious marched toward him. * Ba! * Ba! * Bari! (Hey punk, who you think you are to put fire in my place of rest !?)