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Post by Gardeon on Aug 21, 2024 19:33:35 GMT
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Post by Colton King on Aug 28, 2024 20:01:15 GMT
There was something wicked about this stufful, something almost feral. Colt could tell. Yet, the determined man didn’t shy away from the challenge. In fact, it only pushed him more. Amber gaze stared at the strange looking stufful, noting the small present moon shape on its forehead and curlier ear fluffs. It was different from what he remembered, but didn’t question it. Maybe, it was one of those special shulian variants or something. Colt didn’t know.
What he did know, was he needed to get some training in. In the short time they have been together, the large muscular man found out one thing about this creature. It’s food motivated. Aggressive and unpredictable, but it likes good. This is what he was hoping to help him. “Nezu-“ the creature growled at him, baring its teeth, “Easy. Nezu is your name and lookie here” the man held up a baggy full of treats “If you listen to me, I have food.” The Stufful nose sniffed the air, smelling the food though didn’t seemed amused by this. He growled again. “Easy. Easy.” Colt was quick to reply, holding hands up in mock surrender before he reached into the bag to pull out a single peace of kibble. “I’m gunna place this right here. You follow.” The man knelt down, placing the kibble on the floor and standing up. He took a step back, waiting.
Nezu glared darkly at the human, then the food, then the human, then the food. He let out another growl, though not as mean as the last. He approached the kibble, ate it then glared at the human. “Great! Again!” For the next several hours, the man placed a kibble on the ground and back away. Then, Nezu would approached and eat the kibble. It wasn’t not boxing match or hard core battle. But, it was training in its rawest form. Bonding... ish.
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Post by Gardeon on Aug 28, 2024 23:12:53 GMT
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Post by Colton King on Sept 4, 2024 18:31:58 GMT
The team has grown so much already, but Colton wasn't about to forget about the OGs. He wasn’t going to miss another dojo session. Not now, not ever again. Hopefully. Even though he was in a complete different region, the family troubles keep bugging him. Don’t get him wrong, he loves his boy. The his mom though, she needed to pick whether she wanted him involved or not. Large muscular man strolled into the dojo, arms reaching over his head to tug on the back of his shirt and pulled it over his head.
He tossed his shirt aside and moved to the hanging punching bag. He motioned for the chespin to come closer, explaining what he wanted him to do. And at first, Martin seemed not so willing. After all, he wasn’t like Dean. He didn’t have arms to really punch anything. However, Colton wasn’t going to let that be the creatures excuse.
Martin moved to the bag, arms rose and moved into position like his hew human showed him to. Left slammed into the bag, barely moving. Right bag into the beg, nothing. Colt sighed, expressing his frustration and wanting Martin to put more effort into it. The Chespin did it once more, still barely moving the bag. This happened for the next several hours and by the time the pair’s time was up, the bag actually started to move a little. Colt was satisfied enough for now while Martin, he wanted to take a long nap.
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Post by Haunter on Sept 4, 2024 18:42:07 GMT
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Post by Colton King on Sept 16, 2024 1:06:08 GMT
Obito doesn’t like to battle or purposely injury another. So for him, training didn’t sound like the most beneficial way to use his time. Instead, he would rather study up on the latest and great medical discoveries. However, Colton made it clear that being strong physically was almost if not more important than being mentally strong. He made some solid points, convincing the torchic to train if he didn’t want to battle.
Like what he did with most of his pokemon, the large muscular man moved to the hanging punching bag first. Colton hand bulled up into a fist, thrusting his arm forward to punch the bag as hard as he could. The bag shifted, only to come still once more. Eager eyes fell upon the torchic, explaining what he wanted the bird to do. And as first, Obito didn’t want to. But Colton gave the whole, it’s a bag not a living being so why not. No one could argue with that logic.
For the next several hours, the fire type started pecked at the bag like his trainer suggested. Even that he had no hands to punch it, pecking was the most he could do. Of course, Colton could tell that Obito wasn’t putting his heart into it and that bothered him. Colton knew he couldn’t pushed him too far out of his comfort zone, accepting the little training they managed as he was still young and soft hearted. Surely, time will help with that. But for now, it will do. It will do.
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Post by Persian on Sept 16, 2024 1:38:06 GMT
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Trainers
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♂ 08
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♀ 00
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Police
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♂ 03
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♀ 02
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Civilians
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♂ 03
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♀ 02
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Team Rocket Members
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♂ 07
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♀ 05
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Coordinators
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♂ 03
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♀ 03
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Rangers
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♂ 02
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♀ 05
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Breeders
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♂ 03
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♀ 03
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Gijinka
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♂ 05
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♀ 06
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Humans
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♂ 24
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♀ 14
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Total
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♂ 29
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♀ 20
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