Roleplaying as Pokemon

[Lord Windos]

Besides the Chimical's tail nibbling on your claw (how adorable~!), you are quite enjoying the contact between you and your new found friend. Ah, the flames of friendship indeed burn bright! *skeeeeeeee!*

Beliaddon was about to set the little guys down, and together tuck into the roasted pheasant, when a bunch of human entering the ash covered clearing. Two of them were straplings, one a lankly male boy with jet black hair, and the other a curvy female, with brown hair broken up by red highlights, and they were heading up the rear. Leading them was a rather stuffy man who looked like he got on the wrong side of life, with a posture akin to having a stick up his arse. He had brown hair sticking up in all directions, and seemed to be wearing a monocle. All of them were wearing the same bright green uniform, white outlining the edges. *Skeeeee?* *Skeeeeeeeee!* *skeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.....*
Translation (Huh, who this interrupting huggy meal time? Wait, Rangers! I hate Rangers! They always put out my lovely, beautiful fires!)

Bah! You know these guys are nothing but killjoys and wet blankets (sometimes literally, if you recall correctly). Your Master isn't too fond of them, either, but they never sought to put a stop to their party pooping. If fact, they said that if you saw them, then get out of there, and head back to the hideout! *Shuffle* *Stare*

You warily watch the man come up, and just as he's about to pull out that weird mindcontrolly thing, you take a deep breath and used Smokescreen blind the lot. You reach down and pick up your dinner (not going to leave a perfectly good meal behind), then, gripping the tiny Chimical a littly tighter, take off in bounds out of the clearing. On your way out, you spray you path with a liberal amount of flame to prevent them from tailing you. That'll show them for ruining you fun! *Fooooooooooooow* *Ssssssssssssssss*
*Thud, thud, thud* *FWOOOOOOOOOSH* *Skkkeeeeee skkkeeeeee!*

Just as it was getting away, though, it gets blasted off its feet by a Hydro Pump. No one expects the Hydro Pump! *Skeeeeeee!* *Gurgle Gurgle!*

Landing on their asre, Beliaddon watches as the whole forest they worked so hard in making is undone by a wayward Gyarados! *ROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAR*

Quickly, regaining its feet, Beliaddon was about to punish a certain wanabee dragon, when it remembered who it was running from. Soogy and furious, it reluctantly bounded away to their Master's hangout. It would not forget that Gyarados' action: oh no. It had special plans for that *Censored because its to graphic for the internet. Yeah, THAT vulgar* *Skkkeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!