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“ Ya know, I ain’t exactly fond’a eith’ah bugs or those beast, but that big red one wit’ the even bigger muscles?

She should hmu sometime. “

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fushigikasai:

@fauxbloom is cramping Wukong’s style!

Blue eyes took a gander at the particular plant-like individual as his body remained tense. With his bo staff in a death grip and the very tip of the staff pointed in their direction, Wukong gave a low and dismissive grunt. As the seams of his toes pulled him forth and kept the other at draw point, the monkey finally gave words accompanied with his usual spunk strapped to his voice.

“I GUESS you’re not a threat,” Wukong mused, his defensive stance still not yet shaking. It wasn’t until a cheeky grin etched itself on his face that Wukong, his body now straightening up, dropped the threat of violence and adopted a casual lean to his shoulders. 

“I just saw those big ugly arm-things ‘n thought you were a beast! But y'ain’t a beast! It’s just ugly!”

His finger had pointed at them all the while, too; Wukong was the schoolyard bully and the poor Lurantis was the prey.

“But it’s fine! What’s YOUR name, anyways!? Call me Wukong– THE Sun Wukong of legend! I’m sure you’ve heard of me and my exploits! I’m a legend 'round here!”

As the others staff lowered, so did the lurantis's petals and leaves upon her head, and eyes turning from a glare to much more, apathetic, expression.

" Nah, don't mind the confusion, scythes r' made for decapitate’n food more than they supposed t’be pretty anyways, lucky flaming snubbull lookalikes ain't in my diet. " 

The faux mantis's head swayed to the side, gaze waning slightly to the same direction as she continued. The thorn of her scythe was brought under her chin, almost like a finger and thumb come to grab it.

" Can't say I've heard talk o' some ' Legend ' round here. Bu' most'a the 'mon round my turf call me ' Queen a' the Lush Jungle ' or somethin. Others jus' call me Orchid. “

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agentcatman replied to your post “//This time, on “Rio tries to chain for a shiny fomantis for the 4th...”

// it took me like 400+ tries to get a shiny pichu so i know your pain

//from what I read the increased shiny odds don’t start until around 30 or 70, and then reset to normal 1 in 4000+ odds after 255, even them thats like a 185/1024 chance to get a shiny between those two marks (since i’m half way through Ultra Sun so I obv don’t have the shiny charm)

//so like, to put it in short

I’m dying squirtle

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//This time, on “Rio tries to chain for a shiny fomantis for the 4th time”

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He shuts an eye in slight careful and natural affair as that sharp appendage reaches up to tap at his very own beak, not smelling any bad intentions within her, however, so he’d remain calm through this.

❝ Oh, it’d earn you much more than just credit - but here you are scolding me for showing some affection to my neighboring Pokémon. ❞ 

His is no difference. He could follow along with her own approach in order to get on her good side, his stance unflinching as he stands with two wings tucked to his person, and that unfading smirk on his beak, eyes deemed to not leave the Lurantis before him..

What an endearing scent!

“ N’ here you are tell’n a totem ‘mon ta turn her pride down, n’ don’cha think ya should ‘least have a name first ta’ put credit to? “

Her tone again carried a false saccharine to it, almost comparable to the blossom pokemon’s flowery aroma itself. The scythes moved from her cheeks to each side of her hips, antennas rising again as if to point at the other grass type.

“ I don’t even know your name bird boy, how ya gonna get ta know a stranger if they stay a stranger? “

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It was true that seeing a Salazzle here was… very, very peculiar.  Considering the circumstances and the information available, one might come to the assumption that she’s horribly, hopelessly lost…

…But in reality, Innes knows exactly where she is.  It wasn’t her first time exploring this place, after all, and she’s more than capable of retracing her steps and leaving.  The scenery was too lovely here not to indulge in from time to time.  Lush Jungle was just about the perfect place for her to relax and just clear her mind for a while as she walks.  Beautiful, ambient… it had it all.  If anything, it could just be a tad warmer and then it would be perfect.  Ah, well.  Beggars can’t be choosers.

Soon enough, Innes feels as though she could do with a moment’s rest, rounding a corner into the brush in search of a place to relax, only to find… the biggest Lurantis she’d ever seen!  Strong, as well…  She can feel the Grass-type’s power radiating from her form from here.  Her curiosity piqued, the reptile steps closer and offers the forest’s inhabitant a small wave, a grin stretched across her muzzle as she greets the other cheerily.

“Ah, hello~!  Apologies; I do hope I’m not intruding on anything…  My name is Innes.  What’s yours, darling~?”

The fuscia eye again shut closed, the lurantis readjusting herself and placing her scythes crossed behind her head. Now, the luratis stared back at the salazzle, eyes half open with a relaxed look to them.

“ Summa the ‘mons ‘round call me ‘ Queen a’ the jungle ’ n’ all that, you can call me Orchid if it suits ya though. “ N’ I don’t really mind ya in my neck o’ the woods, so long you aint burn’n or poisoning none ‘v the plant life or plant types. If ya are though, well- “ 

The mantis blossom pulled a single scyth out in front of her, the sharp edge tracing her own neck line.

“ I think ya get what I’m sayin, don’cha? Just behave round her n’ we can still act all friendly like. “

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decidxeye:

@fauxbloom answered your ask

A smug grin is what the Faux’s words elicit from the owl, the reaction he got not the one he expected or wanted, but it would have to suffice.

❝ Ever stopped to think that a lil’ smooch on the cheek is the way my kin greet others around here? 

Maybe ya’ gave you a bit too much credit there, though, under the right circumstances and season, maaaaaybe I would’ve humored your words and kissed your sickles in reverence. ❞

“ Wu’na cross my mind to be honest, my ‘kin’ usually greet each other by eat’n each other. Least thas what my mama did. “

A single sickle rose to face level, the green claw-like thorn at the end giving a single tap to the owls beak.

“ They ain’ me though, so ya neck gets spared the sharp ends ’a these scythes, don’t that earn me jussa lil bit a’ credit? “

The tone at the end of that sentence was said with a very obviously absence of seriousness, Leafy antenna pressed down to her head, the blunt end of her scythe placed on her cheek as her hip jutted to the side.

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@toxicharcms ❤ ‘d for a starter.

The blunt end of the lurantis’s petal scythes were placed under her chin, eye’s closed as the grass type lay against a fallen tree, soaking up the rays of sunshine that trickled through the dense overhead canopy. A single eye popped open, staring towards the scent of...pheromones? The lurantis could tell from the visits kiawe and his pokemon took occasionally to the forest to greet mallow that it probably belonged to a salazzle, but mallow wasn’t even here today, and the fire captain never wandered this far into the jungle without her help. 

So it begged the question, why was the fire type here exactly?

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😘 !

“ Eh? Listen buddy, I understand get’n all smitten at first sight by such a fine creature such as my self, I really do, but don’cha think ya should at least ask a lurantis her name before try’na get cozy with ’er? “

She seems...not angry...? At all. Not even very surprised. Is it just her ego talking, or have enough male (most likely now headless) lurantis trying their luck made her used to this?

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//Ey smash that mf like/reblog button for a starter!

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( New Totem Pokemon Lurantis RP blog here! Mind giving this a like/reblog if you wanna interact with a big pink bug plant? )

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It's international kissing day! Send 😘 to kiss my muse.

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