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Okay, the last two Eevee posts will be made this weekend. And after that, my SPCE icon will hopefully be getting some well-deserved rest!!
Eevee Week Series of Five or Six Eevee-Themed Reports, Part 4! Eeveelution of the Day...
Flareon
FIRST FLAREON IN THIS JOURNAL EVER OMG!
Title: Araina's Eternal Flame
Culprit Author's Name: SailorElfGirl
Canon: ASH KETCHUP LOLOLOLOLOL HOW CREATIVE!!!!
Name: Araina/"Blaze"
Species(es): BLAZE THE ULTIMATE FIRE TRAINER!!!!!!
Hair Color: "raven black"
Eye Color: "violet in shade"
Markings: I think there was one mentioned, but the purple (well, more "long-winded-boring-crap" than purple, really) kind of made my brain stop functioning on the second read.
Possessions: The "perfect survival pack" (ie. run-of-the-mill trainer stuff) and the feather of a Moltres on a necklace.
Pokemon Team: Ninetales ("Fira"), Arcanine ("Faith"), Rapidash ("Destiny's Child"), Flareon ("Firestorm"), Charizard ("Champion"). She used to have a Magmar named Volcano but it almost died so she left it with Professor Oak. All together they are, like, the POKEMON CIA OMG!!!!!!!!!!!
Origin: Once upon a time when she was five she was wearing a dress even though she hated wearing dresses because hating dresses is the cool thing to do, and she lived in a little cottage because her dad was a bastard and was never home and spent money on frivolous things, and she ate a lollipop and hugged a giant Charizard that was just randomly sitting in the middle of the road in the middle of nowhere, and she grew up to catch lots of fire Pokemon and stuff. (The actual story doesn't make much more sense than this, believe it or not.)
Connections To Canon Characters: She mentioned being friends with the Ketchums (complete with obligatory and completely witty and original "ketchup" joke). Also her mom was a friend of Professor Oak's or something.
Special Abilities: She is the ULTIMATE FIRE TRAINER.
Notes: Having the narrator go "OOPS I DERAILED TEEHEE!!" when she jumps from topic to topic does not make it any less confusing, especially when she's basically telling her entire life story.
Also.
POKEMON CIA!!!!!!!!!!
Sometimes I'm ashamed of being a fan of Fire-types. *facepalm* Why????
Samples:
Something nudged my shoulder in a gentle manner. I opened my eyes to show the world their unusual color. [OH OF COURSE.] My eyes were violet in shade, but I was proud to be different, no one told me what to do. [REBELLION IS ALWAYS COOL.] I sighed and turned away from the breathtaking view to see my Pokemon, Ninetales, stare into me with a graceful pose. [The Ninetales was staring with a pose...? As opposed to staring with her eyes???] Fira was my very first capture when I met her in the forest as a small Vulpix.
She was the runt of the litter and was cast out to die [Oh how dramatic.], but I found her and took her in even before I was a licensed trainer. I nursed her back to health and took care of her until I was finally ten years old and officially able to keep her. We were never separated and she won me many battles and some even when the odds were stacked against her. Fira then captured me a Growlithe, a fire puppy Pokemon that were very territorial, the key word being there was FIRE, which meant that she was mine!
Fira nudged me again and I let out another sigh. These stupid memories kept coming back to me when I needed to stay focused. I carefully stood up and brushed off grass and dirt from my black pants and long sleeved blood-red shirt. This shirt was my favorite one of all as it had flames crawling up the sleeves and the bottom; it totally set of my trademark. [Blah blah blah whatever.]
Araina- Thank you Fira, I guess I had been drowning in my memories again. [WTF is with this weird dialogue format?]
I patted my Ninetales on her head and walked towards my campsite where other Pokemon slept. Well I wouldn’t blame them for resting; the sun had barely come over the mountain tops. Only Fira would come and get me and practically order me to sleep some more, but I couldn’t, there was to much on my mind and not enough space to place it all. [I'D SAY. LOLOLOLOLOLOL Oh come on, she totally set herself up for that one.]
Most of the time when I was traveling, I didn’t keep my Pokemon in their Pokeballs, I mean why would you if there was no one around [Because the Pokemon world is like 100% forests when you're not in cities (or on the water) and it would be a bitch to navigate a bunch of giant Fire Pokemon through all those trees?], but in towns, I had to place them back. All my extra balls were kept in my bag that clipped diagonally across my chest. Also in the sack was Poke’ [Have I ever mentioned how much I hate it when people try to substitute the accent with an apostrophe? Because I really really do.] Treats that I made on my own plus my own food, a Kanto region map, my Pokedex, my necessities, and a rolled up sleeping bag; all in all the perfect survival pack. [YEAHHHH PERFECT SURVIVAL PACK!!!]
The fire of my camp had long ago burned out, but who needed one when all I had were fire Pokemon? Wait, now why I remembered why I built one, I was hungry. Wearily, I sat down in a huff without stepping on anyone [...Good for you??] and not waking them up. Ninetales, my forever guardian, lied down next to me and patiently watched me. I knew she knew that something was deeply troubling me, I could never hide anything from her, but didn’t know what it was. Hell even I didn’t know what it was, but whatever the cause, it kept me up at night just going over my life. [AANNNNNGGGGSTTTTTTT.]
[Blah blah cooking noodles whatever.]
Turning my head to the left I saw my horse Pokemon, Rapidash nestling in a soft patch of grass. Her nose was twitching every now and then as if smelling me to see if I would move again. Oh I knew she was asleep, but she always kept an eye on me. Destiny’s Child [...pfftHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.] or just Destiny was my fourth catch. I met her in the middle of a river as a Ponyta. She must have been getting a drink of water when something must have scared her and made her jump which wasn’t a good thing for a fire Pokemon. All my partners chomped down on a rope that I kept in my pack and Faith, who was still a Growlithe back then, looped the lasso end around Destiny’s neck. Charmeleon, Vulpix and I rescued her that day and we became friends forever more. [Pretty much all the Sue's Pokemon have dramatic stories like this.]
Next was my Flareon, Firestorm. This guy was the gentlest being I would ever see, but never evaluate any Pokemon without seeing it in battle first. [Unless of course they aren't battling Pokemon, but WHATEVER.] I raised this little guy when he was abused and abandoned by a heartless trainer that thought he was too weak to be of any use. [Oh boo hoo.] Firestorm was scared and alone, just like me [?????????????????], so I took him in and cared for him with all my heart until he was ready to evolve with a Fire stone. He then became a permanent part of my team with his Pokeball settled fifth from the right. [Why do we care what order your Pokeballs are in.]
Setting my gaze on an empty spot I chuckled slightly. That setting belonged to my very own Charizard who was just as free and independent as his trainer. He was most likely flying around in the sky and keeping watch. [OH LOLOLOLOL THAT'S SO FUNNY.] I swear I had the most overprotective and paranoid Pokemon team ever. It was like the CIA in creature form [Da fuh???????], and sometimes it just completely threw me for a loop. [????????] [????????????????????] [???????????????????????????????????] [WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT. ?????????????????????????????????????]
Champion was my third catch, and boy he was the hardest one of all I’m sure of it. That Charmander was the most stubborn and persistent little thing I had ever met. It took me days to just track it down and then I discovered that it had a crude sense of humor. Let me just tell you that I had to keep warm and that I learned to keep on my toes because you never know what might happen; like sleeping bags set on fire, soup mysteriously disappearing, and the worst of all were the constant little pranks that made you want to strangle the poor lizard. Finally, I guess that I had been tested enough and I passed with flying colors ‘cause the next thing I know, I had caught a Charmander. But believe you me; I was just about ready to throw its Pokeball into the nearest lake. [I don't think I understood anything in this paragraph.]
[Blah blah more cooking noodles.]
Remember when I said that I was the ultimate Fire trainer, well I bet you noticed that I didn’t have a Magmar, if you didn’t then go study some more. [WELL YOU SURE SHOWED ME NOW DIDN'T YOU!] Actually I did have one, but I was in a Pokemon battle with a Blastoise, and its hydro pumps are NOT to be messed with. Let us just say that it got in a good shot and since Magmar cannot survive at cold temperature, that’s why they live in volcanoes, it got deathly ill and I was afraid that it would die. [I'm... kind of doubting that a Magmar could die from a single battle with a Blastoise, though. IT'S A POKEMON.] Professor Oak was one of my mother’s old friends, and he is one of the top Pokemon researchers [O RLY?], so I sent him my Volcano in hopes that he would get better.
[More stuff about the sunrise and crap and the Sue mentions an orb that hangs around her neck.]
This was my greatest treasure and the thing that I kept close to my heart. What I held in my palm was the feather of a Moltres. You might say that Moltres doesn’t have any feathers, that they just have fire, but have you ever seen one up so close that you could actually touch one? I didn’t think so, but I have. [WELL AREN'T YOU SPECIAL.]
[Okay that's kind of a weird place to stop but the rest is boring long-winded stuff about her Pokemon and cooking noodles and then random mentioning of chilly weather again. WHATEVER.]
Rating:
Because POKEMON CIA!!!!!!!
Eevee Week Series of Five or Six Eevee-Themed Reports, Part 4! Eeveelution of the Day...
Flareon
FIRST FLAREON IN THIS JOURNAL EVER OMG!
Title: Araina's Eternal Flame
Culprit Author's Name: SailorElfGirl
Canon: ASH KETCHUP LOLOLOLOLOL HOW CREATIVE!!!!
Name: Araina/"Blaze"
Species(es): BLAZE THE ULTIMATE FIRE TRAINER!!!!!!
Hair Color: "raven black"
Eye Color: "violet in shade"
Markings: I think there was one mentioned, but the purple (well, more "long-winded-boring-crap" than purple, really) kind of made my brain stop functioning on the second read.
Possessions: The "perfect survival pack" (ie. run-of-the-mill trainer stuff) and the feather of a Moltres on a necklace.
Pokemon Team: Ninetales ("Fira"), Arcanine ("Faith"), Rapidash ("Destiny's Child"), Flareon ("Firestorm"), Charizard ("Champion"). She used to have a Magmar named Volcano but it almost died so she left it with Professor Oak. All together they are, like, the POKEMON CIA OMG!!!!!!!!!!!
Origin: Once upon a time when she was five she was wearing a dress even though she hated wearing dresses because hating dresses is the cool thing to do, and she lived in a little cottage because her dad was a bastard and was never home and spent money on frivolous things, and she ate a lollipop and hugged a giant Charizard that was just randomly sitting in the middle of the road in the middle of nowhere, and she grew up to catch lots of fire Pokemon and stuff. (The actual story doesn't make much more sense than this, believe it or not.)
Connections To Canon Characters: She mentioned being friends with the Ketchums (complete with obligatory and completely witty and original "ketchup" joke). Also her mom was a friend of Professor Oak's or something.
Special Abilities: She is the ULTIMATE FIRE TRAINER.
Notes: Having the narrator go "OOPS I DERAILED TEEHEE!!" when she jumps from topic to topic does not make it any less confusing, especially when she's basically telling her entire life story.
Also.
POKEMON CIA!!!!!!!!!!
Sometimes I'm ashamed of being a fan of Fire-types. *facepalm* Why????
Samples:
Something nudged my shoulder in a gentle manner. I opened my eyes to show the world their unusual color. [OH OF COURSE.] My eyes were violet in shade, but I was proud to be different, no one told me what to do. [REBELLION IS ALWAYS COOL.] I sighed and turned away from the breathtaking view to see my Pokemon, Ninetales, stare into me with a graceful pose. [The Ninetales was staring with a pose...? As opposed to staring with her eyes???] Fira was my very first capture when I met her in the forest as a small Vulpix.
She was the runt of the litter and was cast out to die [Oh how dramatic.], but I found her and took her in even before I was a licensed trainer. I nursed her back to health and took care of her until I was finally ten years old and officially able to keep her. We were never separated and she won me many battles and some even when the odds were stacked against her. Fira then captured me a Growlithe, a fire puppy Pokemon that were very territorial, the key word being there was FIRE, which meant that she was mine!
Fira nudged me again and I let out another sigh. These stupid memories kept coming back to me when I needed to stay focused. I carefully stood up and brushed off grass and dirt from my black pants and long sleeved blood-red shirt. This shirt was my favorite one of all as it had flames crawling up the sleeves and the bottom; it totally set of my trademark. [Blah blah blah whatever.]
Araina- Thank you Fira, I guess I had been drowning in my memories again. [WTF is with this weird dialogue format?]
I patted my Ninetales on her head and walked towards my campsite where other Pokemon slept. Well I wouldn’t blame them for resting; the sun had barely come over the mountain tops. Only Fira would come and get me and practically order me to sleep some more, but I couldn’t, there was to much on my mind and not enough space to place it all. [I'D SAY. LOLOLOLOLOLOL Oh come on, she totally set herself up for that one.]
Most of the time when I was traveling, I didn’t keep my Pokemon in their Pokeballs, I mean why would you if there was no one around [Because the Pokemon world is like 100% forests when you're not in cities (or on the water) and it would be a bitch to navigate a bunch of giant Fire Pokemon through all those trees?], but in towns, I had to place them back. All my extra balls were kept in my bag that clipped diagonally across my chest. Also in the sack was Poke’ [Have I ever mentioned how much I hate it when people try to substitute the accent with an apostrophe? Because I really really do.] Treats that I made on my own plus my own food, a Kanto region map, my Pokedex, my necessities, and a rolled up sleeping bag; all in all the perfect survival pack. [YEAHHHH PERFECT SURVIVAL PACK!!!]
The fire of my camp had long ago burned out, but who needed one when all I had were fire Pokemon? Wait, now why I remembered why I built one, I was hungry. Wearily, I sat down in a huff without stepping on anyone [...Good for you??] and not waking them up. Ninetales, my forever guardian, lied down next to me and patiently watched me. I knew she knew that something was deeply troubling me, I could never hide anything from her, but didn’t know what it was. Hell even I didn’t know what it was, but whatever the cause, it kept me up at night just going over my life. [AANNNNNGGGGSTTTTTTT.]
[Blah blah cooking noodles whatever.]
Turning my head to the left I saw my horse Pokemon, Rapidash nestling in a soft patch of grass. Her nose was twitching every now and then as if smelling me to see if I would move again. Oh I knew she was asleep, but she always kept an eye on me. Destiny’s Child [...pfftHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.] or just Destiny was my fourth catch. I met her in the middle of a river as a Ponyta. She must have been getting a drink of water when something must have scared her and made her jump which wasn’t a good thing for a fire Pokemon. All my partners chomped down on a rope that I kept in my pack and Faith, who was still a Growlithe back then, looped the lasso end around Destiny’s neck. Charmeleon, Vulpix and I rescued her that day and we became friends forever more. [Pretty much all the Sue's Pokemon have dramatic stories like this.]
Next was my Flareon, Firestorm. This guy was the gentlest being I would ever see, but never evaluate any Pokemon without seeing it in battle first. [Unless of course they aren't battling Pokemon, but WHATEVER.] I raised this little guy when he was abused and abandoned by a heartless trainer that thought he was too weak to be of any use. [Oh boo hoo.] Firestorm was scared and alone, just like me [?????????????????], so I took him in and cared for him with all my heart until he was ready to evolve with a Fire stone. He then became a permanent part of my team with his Pokeball settled fifth from the right. [Why do we care what order your Pokeballs are in.]
Setting my gaze on an empty spot I chuckled slightly. That setting belonged to my very own Charizard who was just as free and independent as his trainer. He was most likely flying around in the sky and keeping watch. [OH LOLOLOLOL THAT'S SO FUNNY.] I swear I had the most overprotective and paranoid Pokemon team ever. It was like the CIA in creature form [Da fuh???????], and sometimes it just completely threw me for a loop. [????????] [????????????????????] [???????????????????????????????????] [WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT. ?????????????????????????????????????]
Champion was my third catch, and boy he was the hardest one of all I’m sure of it. That Charmander was the most stubborn and persistent little thing I had ever met. It took me days to just track it down and then I discovered that it had a crude sense of humor. Let me just tell you that I had to keep warm and that I learned to keep on my toes because you never know what might happen; like sleeping bags set on fire, soup mysteriously disappearing, and the worst of all were the constant little pranks that made you want to strangle the poor lizard. Finally, I guess that I had been tested enough and I passed with flying colors ‘cause the next thing I know, I had caught a Charmander. But believe you me; I was just about ready to throw its Pokeball into the nearest lake. [I don't think I understood anything in this paragraph.]
[Blah blah more cooking noodles.]
Remember when I said that I was the ultimate Fire trainer, well I bet you noticed that I didn’t have a Magmar, if you didn’t then go study some more. [WELL YOU SURE SHOWED ME NOW DIDN'T YOU!] Actually I did have one, but I was in a Pokemon battle with a Blastoise, and its hydro pumps are NOT to be messed with. Let us just say that it got in a good shot and since Magmar cannot survive at cold temperature, that’s why they live in volcanoes, it got deathly ill and I was afraid that it would die. [I'm... kind of doubting that a Magmar could die from a single battle with a Blastoise, though. IT'S A POKEMON.] Professor Oak was one of my mother’s old friends, and he is one of the top Pokemon researchers [O RLY?], so I sent him my Volcano in hopes that he would get better.
[More stuff about the sunrise and crap and the Sue mentions an orb that hangs around her neck.]
This was my greatest treasure and the thing that I kept close to my heart. What I held in my palm was the feather of a Moltres. You might say that Moltres doesn’t have any feathers, that they just have fire, but have you ever seen one up so close that you could actually touch one? I didn’t think so, but I have. [WELL AREN'T YOU SPECIAL.]
[Okay that's kind of a weird place to stop but the rest is boring long-winded stuff about her Pokemon and cooking noodles and then random mentioning of chilly weather again. WHATEVER.]
Rating:
Because POKEMON CIA!!!!!!!