Hello there fellow grass type appreciator! I love your Pokémon!! I don't think I've seen anyone on rotomblr with a finneon yet, I'm so curious to know what he's like!
Also LILLIGANT my beloved! I had one for a long time but my friend takes care of her now! I absolutely adore them.
Have a great day!! 🪷 @leafylilpokemon
Hello!! Also I saw your follow up ask, no worries about mixing it up, even I still accidentally call him a finneon sometimes lol! He's honestly probably not a great representative of his species, as he's the most battle-hungry mon I've ever met. I'm pretty sure if I let him loose on the Battle Tower he'd have an absolute ball. Unfortunately they don't allow solo runs from pokemon without their trainer there, but we make a point of visiting as a team at least once every few months or so!
Traversing the water routes during my journey was a huge challenge. Finny knew surf and I could hang on to him to hitch a ride, but then my chair would be stranded and I didn't want to leave it behind. We ended up finding a captain of a boat that could take us - and it was actually a tour boat! People were there to see wild flocks of finneon and lumineon, and Finny got so so so many pets as a result. I think the attention he got there is why he also loves participating in contests. Anyway my point is that when we found a flock, the lumineon and finneon were, personality wise, NOTHING like my Finny LMAO.
He's very food driven too but he's polite about it. Blimp and Toto will tag team poffin heists but Finny will just wait until the poffins are cool and eat his one little bite at a time. It's extremely entertaining to watch.
Lilligant buddies!!! Lily is such a sweetheart and a huge help with anything plant related. I think she misses my mom's garden, but luckily we've got a little garden going on the patio of the new apartment and she seems happy to have something to grow. She's complimenting the tomato bush rn
[a slightly shaky picture taken through a glass door of Lily crouching dainty next to a potted plant. The sun is shining brightly on both of them, and both look invigorated]
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A memory of your siblings and/or relatives?
Hope you're having a great day!
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[Icirrus City, October 2010]
["Why do I get a Panpour? Water's weak to Grass!"
Cumin sat on the couch, crossing her arms as a small Panpour clung to her leg. Next to her sat Paprika, a Pansage sitting on her lap.
"Paprika wanted a Grass-type Pokemon, so I gave her one," Mom explained, kneeling down to meet her red eyes. "You're younger. You have to work to beat your sister, dear."
She pouted. "That's not fair... I want a Cubchoo. Ice is strong against Grass, so that means I can beat Paprika."
"You can catch one when you're older."
"I could catch one for her!" Paprika blurted out, jumping up from the couch. "I'm old enough to go on my journey! Can't I just get some Pokeballs, go into Twist Mountain, and catch one?"
Mom merely shook her head, a frown on her face. At that moment, Paprika's smile fell. "You're still bringing a Grass-type to fight an Ice-type. You just got this Pokemon. You don't want to lose your first battle, do you?"
"But-"
"No buts. It's safer to battle Pokemon in the marsh here. If you really want to catch a Pokemon for your sister, you should go there."
Paprika sighed, unable to find the words to talk back. "Fine."
Grabbing Pansage's Pokeball, she put on her shoes and walked outside, the brisk breeze biting at her skin. Slowly, but surely, the trees were losing their leaves, revealing the cold twigs and branches underneath. Dragonspiral Tower rose in the distance, ominous as always. There's a reason why no one went there.
Mom waiting to give her a Pokemon until Cumin turned eight...why did she do that? If she had gotten Pansage on her tenth birthday, then maybe she could've fought the Elite Four by now! It was possible to get all the gym badges and reach the Pokemon League in four months, right? She's heard stories of young trainers becoming champions on the news--maybe she would be next!
Pansage squirmed in her arms, and she let it down, allowing it to run ahead. Paprika hurried after it, and soon, she was met with the sight of it...climbing up the monkey bars. It grabbed one bar before looking around with a frown.
"Pansage!" Paprika ran into the playground, through the mulch, and held up her hands. "I'm here!"
Pansage still whined, tucking its tail between its legs. So, Paprika jumped up and grabbed it, and together, they fell to the ground. Groaning, she sat up, dusted with dirt. She shouldn't have done that, but Pansage was safe now, right?
"You know, I should give you a name," she said, holding Pansage out in front of her. "A lot of trainers give their Pokemon names. So I'll call you...Chai. Yeah, Chai!"
The Pansage chirruped, which she took as its sign of approval. Paprika set it down on the ground, where it merely looked at her.
"There you are!" she heard someone call. Paprika looked over her shoulder to see Cumin, her Panpour not too far behind. Out of breath, she leaned against the nearest tree. "You're so fast!"
"Of course I'm fast. I'm older!"
"But you still gotta wait for me."
She laughed. "You won't have to wait for me once I set out on my journey. You can go wherever you want!"
"Wherever Mom wants, you mean."
"You'll be ten soon, too!"
"'Soon?' That's two years!"
"Look, look." Paprika got up to her feet, grinning. "How about we battle? We're trainers, and that's how trainers settle things!"
"But I'll lose."
"At least try!"
"Fine!" Cumin ran over to the courtyard, scaring away a few Pidove picking at the ground. "We'll battle here!"
"Alright!" Picking up Chai, Paprika ran over to the opposite side, where she now faced her sister, no, her opponent. In a battle, you had to get serious!
"Ready?" Cumin asked.
"Ready!" The Pansage leaped out of her arms and looked back at her, waiting for a command. "Chai, use..." Paprika faltered. What moves did Chai know, anyways? Oh, she didn't have time to think about this! "Doesn't matter. Just attack!"
"Panpour, use...uh...Water Gun? You know that move, right?"
Panpour only stared back at Cumin, tilting its head. It didn't even notice Chai run into it, knocking it to the ground with a simple swipe.
"Yes!"
"No!" Her sister stomped a foot into the ground. "Panpour, just attack! I don't care what move you use!"
Paprika bit her tongue as Panpour got up with surprising speed and slapped her Pansage, knocking it off balance. Once it recovered, though, she opened her mouth to command Chai to attack, again, but before she could get the word out, it simply...attacked. It launched itself at Panpour, and soon enough, the two Pokemon were tumbling across the field, scratching and pulling at each other. It was a cacophony of sound as cries of pain and desperate pleas pierced the air.
Soon enough, though, Paprika had enough of the sound, and the fighting. There was no end in sight. She had to do something before their Pokemon could get seriously hurt! Without a second thought, she ran into the fray, hands outstretched.
"Paprika!" Cumin shouted. "What are you doing?!"
"Stopping them!" She bent down and grabbed Chai, pulling it away as its limbs flailed about. "Hey, hey, hey! Don't fight!"
Panpour jumped back to face Paprika, screeching at her. It pointed its tail at her and sprayed some water at the Pansage, leaving both trainer and Pokemon wet. She didn't have much time to react as Chai bit her finger and forced her to drop it. Heat flushed Paprika's face as she looked down at her finger, red glowing where she had been bitten. All of her efforts were for naught--Chai and Panpour were fighting again, and now she had gotten hurt for it.
"Paprika!" Cumin cried. "You have a Pokeball, use it!"
"And you don't?" she whined, meeting her sister's eyes.
"I-I!" She searched her pockets, only to find nothing. "Don't! I left it at home!"
"C-come on!" Her eyes were wet with tears now. "Pokemon trainers shouldn't leave home without their Pokeballs! That's like, the number one rule!"
"Just get the ball!"
"OK, OK!" She reached for Chai's Pokeball with her uninjured hand and held it out. "Chai, return!" Pressing the button, the Pansage began to glow, retreating inside the Pokeball in an instant. It took a few moments, but once Panpour realized Chai was gone, it rose to its feet and cheered.
The sisters exchanged glances. "I guess I won," Cumin said.
"I think I won," Paprika countered. "Chai got the first hit!"
"But you had to return your Pansage. Therefore, I win."
"What? Were you lying about not having Panpour's Pokeball? Cumin!"
"I wasn't lying!" Her red eyes fell on the ground, where Panpour lied, unconscious. She picked it up, staring at it with a frown. "Can we go to the Pokemon Center? I don't want to come home with a fainted Pokemon."
Paprika smiled, rubbing away her tears. "Yeah. And get a bandaid for my finger, too."
"And when we're stronger, we'll fight again! We'll have a real battle next time!"
"Well, I'll be on my journey, and you won't. I'll be stronger than you for sure!"
"Then I'll have to train even harder! I'll watch every match in the gym and catch the strongest Pokemon in Icirrus City!"
She laughed. "We'll see about that! Maybe I'll be the champion when I come home!"
"You? Beat Alder? You don't know the first thing about type match-ups!"
"I can learn! I'll have to learn if I want to beat all the gyms!"
"Then what types are Grass weak to? Since you have a Pansage."
"Well, they're weak to Fire. And you said Ice, too."
"And? What else?"
"Uh... Dragon? Dragons beat everything!"
"No! Think harder!"
"Um..." Paprika frowned. "Just tell me."
"Flying, Poison, and Bug! You gotta have a strong Pansage if you want to beat Skyla or Burgh! Or even Brycen!"
"Then I'll make sure my team is just as strong as Pansage!"
"Well, you can't do much if you come across a Pokemon that's immune to Grass-type moves, can you?"
"That doesn't matter! I'm sure Pansage will have a Normal-type move, too!"
"And what if it's a Ghost-type?"
"Then, I'll...figure out something! Yeah, I'll figure out something."
Cumin sighed. "Can we go to the Pokemon Center now? We don't want to be late for dinner."
"Oh, yeah!" And just like that, Paprika was running off. "Last one there's a rotten egg!"
"Hey, no fair!"]
[END.]
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