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Goro Shimizu
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POSTED ON Mar 12, 2019 16:41:50 GMT
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Goro absolutely hated being on the receiving end of a surprise. After the bunny pokemon went trotting away, he felt a sudden chill run down his spine and his breath began to slow. "W-wHaat?" Goro asked, words slurring and a soothing calmness overcoming him. It was then that a malicious giggle revealed a pair of pale eyes, a wicked grin, and floating claws; it was a Haunter. Goro could already feel his eyelids getting heavy and his legs straining to keep his body up. Sleep was slamming into him like a train blowing full steam ahead and he only managed to get one word out before he stumbled to the ground, "Attack."
The Haunter clapped its hands gleefully as Goro slumped on the sidewalk, the Human's face in the ground and buttocks sticking straight up; oh boy was it a sight to see, and more importantly, a delicious meal. Yet, just as the ghost pokemon went over to feast on her well earned meal, a shadow came rushing out of the ground and smacked it in the face. As the Haunter rubbed its now bruised face, she watched as the shadow retreated towards a once camouflaged Keckleon. Enraged, the Haunter rushed at Saint Vincent who was busy sticking her tongue into the ear of her trainer.
"HRU-huh-mpH WHAT?!" Goro exclaimed as he woke to his Kecleon fending off the Haunter with a claw cloaked in shadows. The move was enough to get the Haunter to back off as it bore its teeth at the two of them. The ghost pokemon was also trying to escape as its form began to fade to nothingness. Mad he'd almost been made a meal of, Goro fished around on his utility belt for a pokeball and hurled it at the Haunter. "And THAT'S what you get for messing with me!" He proclaimed, standing up and giving Saint Vincent a congratulatory pat on the head. The pokeball wobbled to and fro, blinking red and white on occasion for a few moments, as the capture was determined.
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