Kitspicious of You

A Pokémon RP Blog featuring Kitspicious; a Dark/Bug Fakemon

[kitspicious]

@ranseiuniter

☾ He was getting closer. In the cover of the dimming sunlight, Kitspicious drew ever so closer to his goal. Temptation bolstered by an empty stomach made a little Pokémon such as he very dangerous indeed and the kitten prowled like a practiced hunter-

By which, we mean he was wiggling him bum with every step because he’s a clumsy dolt.

But that is beyond the point! What mattered is that he had pinpointed the location of that most tantalizing aroma - fresh rice and carefully selected ingredients - and he would acquire his meal! So the kitten crept closer. Closer. It hid behind lamp posts and crates and other stands or whatever else was available that could properly obscure his soft little frame. Wasn’t long before he’d arrived at the appointed stand.

A cautionary glance to check the perimeter. Left. Right. All clear...

Then Kitspicious was squeezing its little self under the stand’s counter space, between a gap he could find in the planks. Front paws went through, head soon followed, his chest pulled along and-

Oh shit-

The hips!

Initiate panicked wiggling!!!!!

[luvdiscdayfest]

ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE. BUT A LITTLE CHOCOLATE NOW AND THEN DOESN'T HURT.

In ancient times, lovers of yore would scale the highest of mountains and brave the roughest of storms to acquire a Luvdisc, just to be presented to The One as a sign of their undying love. Nowadays, instead of professing our love with a Luvdisc, we simply exchange chocolates as a symbol of affection, and from there onward, a budding romance would surely bloom like a rose in the morning sun.

'Tis the season of love and carnival in Paldea! What better way to celebrate such a joyous occasion other than participating in the Luvdisc Day Festival? We have booths, parades, carnivals, and a tournament to keep the crowds wild!

Who will emerge victorious and be crowned as Paldea's #1 Sweetheart?

Starting from February 1st till the end of the month, we proudly present to you Luvdisc Day Festival! Stay tuned for more updates!

[kitspicious]

☾ He’s not entirely sure how he got here. The city is big and covered in smoothly cobbled roads and bright as the sun and it’s terrifying. Thankfully, there’s many places to hide, so he can easily wait for the nightfall in order to properly wander without being conspicuous.

More importantly though, there are a lot of stands being set up.

Stands mean festivals, which means parties and gatherings. He remembers going to one long ago, before he’d been nabbed from his home. It was loud and full, but his owner had held him very gently and given him little pieces of candied berries that she’d bought from a friend. Running one such stand. So he knew what to expect. People, sound, and food.

Lots of food!

Kitspicious has arrived at the Luvdisc Festival... and he’s very hungry.

[kitspicious]

grimmssnarl​:

Kitspicious’ attempt at dragging the Impidimp forward would find no merit, as instead the pained, over-dramatic fairy yoinked it’s head back with a shriek to give away its position…

The cat bug dangling uselessly from it’s nose.

If Kitspicious were to look at his surroundings, he’d see dozens of pairs of white round eyes turn his way… before scrambling after him! 

They’d trample their own noodly-armed kin if it meant getting that mean runt!

☾ Bastard kitten instinct was no longer. There was a plague of imps upon him and little place to turn to.

Unlatching from the offendingly large nose of the Impidimp he had attacked, Kitspicious sprung on it’s little hind legs towards the tree he’d been pulled out from under. Burrowing would be of little help; those things were small and wiggly enough to get at him! So upwards it was.

His claws dug into the bark as he darted up as fast as he could, nimble on his little cat limbs. He imagined Impidimps were similarly nimble and playful around branches, but they seemed heavier. If Kitspicious could get high enough onto the feeble and thin branches of the tree, they’d not be able to follow him there!

Alas, this mass of bald pink heads had kept him busy enough to forget whom he’d been fleeing from to begin with.

[kitspicious]

dragondancee​:

Raihan wasn’t exactly…unused to being bitten by the Pokemon that he tried to save.

He rose his eyebrows as the Pokemon chomped down hard on his hand, and he drew his hand back, watching the little Pokemon dangle off of his arm and hiss as he stared down at it.

He supposed this was the first time that he got bit by a new species, he guessed. Something he’d never seen before. Should he bring it back to Sonia? He honestly wasn’t sure.

Oh, his hand was definitely bleeding.

He gently started to pry the other off his hand, sighing as he did so. “Alright….alright. Let’s get you inside…”

☾ Kitspicious dug his little fangs, flared its little tail, fought valiantly against the gargantuan intruder come to take him away-!!!

Only to find himself effortlessly lifted and hanging ineffectively from the man’s now injured limb. Kitspicious stopped sinking its fangs in quite as bitterly, understanding that his struggle was pointless. He was very powerless before whatever this man was and his biting and intimidating was barely enough to impress, what’s to say rid him of the human. Kitspicious’s ears pinned back when he let go of the arm he’d bitten, his tail no longer flared and instead attempting to tuck between his legs. Without his bravado, the Pokémon looked much smaller than he did initially. He looked quite scared.

As a force of habit, Kitspicious still hissed and growled while in Raihan’s hold, his entire little body tense as he was moved. His back legs kept squirming and kicking as if he were looking for steady ground, ready to leap the very moment the dragon tamer didn’t have him tightly held.

[kitspicious]

grimmssnarl​:

Grimmsnarl was in hot pursuit mere seconds after the little one had darted-off. This was one care, however, where being the larger of the two was a disadvantage– he was slower and clumsier in comparison. Whenever he could catch up, Kitspicious would scatter before he could hope to grab him. 

It was frustrating enough that he stopped to consider a strategy, and that was the moment the bug hid itself away between the earth and the roots of a tree. 

The smell of his fear was so faint that it might as well have not existed, erasing all hope of Grimmsnarl using it to his advantage. 

Instead, after moments of silence in the dark forest, the greater fairy decided on another course of action.

He grumbled something. Kitspicious would hear the rumbling of leaves, and he’d see a pink two-toed foot crash down in front of the burrow he’d hidden in as it scrambled to make its way towards its fairy Lord.

The cheering of little fairies could only mean that they were going to act as Grimm’s sniffing-dogs, and they were small enough that they could eventually pick up on Kitspicious’ scent.

The bug might feel hidden until, suddenly, a big pink nose sticks its way into his burrow and sniffles him!

☾ Now, naturally, a little Pokémon like Kitspicious would start feeling thoroughly terrified at the notion of being hunted down through the woods, dogged down by a crowd. But there was one thing that separated this particular Pokémon from most others of its size and stature.

Kitspicious was a little bastard.

It saw the pink snuffly thing. It understood that whatever was attached to that ugly big old sniffer was looking for him. But the clumsy pink wiggling creature was moving just like a cat toy would and Kitspicious was immediately flooded with one singular intent. He wiggled his back paws, took what space he had in his tiny burrow, and LAUNCHED forward! His jaw clamped onto the nose, biting into it like a squeaky toy, front paws batting and swatting ferociously. It rolled and turned and kicked, trying to drag the poor Impidimp into his burrow, feisty and currently engaged in gremlin cat mode.

[kitspicious]

Hands you an oran berry hands you an oran berry hands you an oran berry

[kitspicious]

grimmssnarl​:

The issue with Grimmsnarl’s overconfidence in situations so seemingly simple as these was that it made him prone to… the unexpected. Sure, small Pokemon had special measures to defend themselves; they wouldn’t be able to survive otherwise! This one was completely alien to the fae, however. 

He should’ve seen this coming, from something so feral and finnicky.

Glare hit its mark, and it sent a shudder through Grimmsnarl’s body that caused it to all tense up at once. Remarkably his hold on the bug-type didn’t tighten any, and when the tiny thing chomped at his hairs it flinched enough to allow the tail to drop.

The shock and paralysis subsides in a moment, and a noticeably-slower Grimmsnarl lets its hands (one with Kitspicious still attached) lower and stretch out to the sides.

He unleashes a terrible roar, filling the silence of the forest with his war-cry as if it were a mere cave. He had tricks to scare with up his sleeves, too… and this was potentially a very clear warning.

How you gonna get out of this one, little buggy?

☾ By getting the heck outta here!!!

Kitspicious put its six little legs to quick work, darting rapidly across the forest floor, its black fuzz blending in the dark. It skittered low, zigzagged, close to the roots of trees to trip up his would be assailant. Usually, he’d prefer to go high up the trees for safety, but it needed a more secure hiding spot.

Zip it went across the loamy earth, glancing nervously around, until he found a gnarly tree with raised roots. To his luck, there was enough space for a little burrow there. Kitspicious stuffed itself into the tight space, trying to ease its racing breath, curled into a little ball. Don’t let him get caught, oh heavens, don’t let the big guy see him!

[kitspicious]

dragondancee​:

“Oh, jeez….”

He’d never seen this kind of Pokemon before! The Pokemon was clearly based in the rules of mimicry–some kind of small Pokemon on all fours, maybe? Something that had Seviper as a natural predator?

Unfortunately for the little Pokemon, though, Seviper weren’t native to Galar. Their only native snake was sandaconda. He must have been brought over–maybe by some kind of smuggling ring?

That was the only way he could reason out this Pokemon being in Galar. Oh no, there were probably people after him…

Well, it was decided then. Raihan just….leaned down and picked him up again!

☾ You see, the thing about handling a Pokémon you’ve never heard of is that you don’t know what it’s capable of.

For instance; Kitspicious are Pokémon that greatly mistrust others and are often prey to a number of predators. They are more comfortable in groups and, in order to fend off would be attackers, often hang from trees by biting on the branches and flaring their tails to appear as if they were a colony of Sevipers among the tree tops.

That would’ve clued Raihan into two things... First, Kitspicious would be extremely anxious when separated from his group. And secondly, this Pokémon had a strong enough bite to hang itself from a tree.

So, when the dragon tamer reached over to try and pick up the kit... It reared its head back, charged up like he were an anime protagonist, and chomped onto Raihan’s hand.

[kitspicious]

Continued from: {x}

The yowling stopped immediately as powerful wings brought down from the buildings a man. Into the alleyway. Precisely at the opening. Keeping the offending Pokémon from escaping.

The offending Pokémon in case being a bizarre looking cat like creature standing on shut dumpster.

It stood stock still, staring at the dragon master and his Flygon. Then, as if in a delayed reaction, the caterpillar raised its tail and flared it up as big as he possibly could, the appendage feigning a Seviper’s head. He hissed, the sound as close to a snake’s warning as he could make it, and stood his ground despite being way too darn tiny to be intimidating in the least.

Kitspicious stood and stared, waiting for a moment... an opportunity... To get out of dodge if he could.

@dragondancee

[kitspicious]

grimmssnarl​:

Grimmsnarl liked this thing’s spirit. Not because he impressed him, or he respected the way he stood up to those larger than himself, but because it was funny. A fae could never take something so clearly inferior seriously, it just wasn’t their nature. 

“Never small, yourself” Grimmsnarl tutted in amusement, remembering how large he thought he was even when he was a mere Impidimp, biting the ankles of intruding humans.

“In the middle of something, were you?” Eyes looked past the dangling little thing to the lake he’d been lapping the water of, “A refreshing drink, perhaps. Wherefore should I let you go?”

It… Kitspicious could feel the indifference rolling off this devil in waves. It made his little snout twist upwards unpleasantly, snaggle fangs displayed as a result. The fae could care less for his protests, but the sassy thing had a stubborn streak and little wisdom to temper it with.

So Kitspicious waited, biding its time. He watched red eyes glance off, unconcerned. The kitten drew in a deeb breath, widened his eyes as much as he could, tensed his body like a taut spring. “Where is really none of you business, chump!” And the moment Grimmsnarl glanced back at him, Kitspicious hit with with a sudden GLARE, hoping the paralysis would at least startle him enough to allow the wiggly thing to twist up and BUG BITE the hand which held it.

[kitspicious]

grimmssnarl​:

Sharp teeth, huh?

Grimmsnarl knew something about sharp teeth. His eyes narrowed in their amusement at the small creature, his laughter ceased, but the echoes of it remained. This forest was his, and was alight with him. 

With a futile little “whap!” at the ground, the Bug-type nearly sent the fairy into another fit of hysterics. 

But the larger of the two understood that this Pokemon was a stranger, and probably far away from home, so he would show some mercy. Yes, mercy… by raising its arm imposingly just to instruct the hairs that clung to it to reach forward and grab Kitspicious’ tail. 

In one quick move, he was lifted into the air, just lower than eye-level. 

“You’re quite the spitfire. I’ve noticed you smaller types tend to have large tantrums when it suits you.”

It... Hoisted from the ground, Kitspicious yowled his protest, twisting and turning but unable to free himself from the grip that kept him aloft. Eventually, the little creature could do no more than hang by it’s tail limply, still stubbornly flared despite its capture. He was carried upwards to stare into narrowed eyes, hot gusts of air puffed his way from the Grimmsnarl’s every breath. The little creature swatted at the empty space before him, though was considerably less feisty now that he’d been removed from solid ground.

“Spoken as if you were never small yourself...” Kitspicious grumbled, now hanging limply before the great creature. He had to think, and quickly at that, lest this thing make a hasty snack of him. Still full of fire, the kit stared unblinkingly at the gargantuan fae, his clever little mind trying to work through this newest predicament. “... Are you done yet? I was in the middle of something.”

[kitspicious]

{I have realized a grave error in my ways...}

{You see, for his final form Kitspicious will either be based off a Tiger Wasp or off a Rosy Maple Moth. That means that Kitspicious can be carnivore or herbivore, which is uneventful.}

{BUT!!! WHAT IF!!! HE ATE CLOTH!!!!!!!}

[grimmssnarl]

Opens mouth as wide as he can make it. Charges up like a hadouken. Bites bites bites bites bites! @kitspicious

Grimmsnarl watched the little thing rear-up, not assuming much of the Pokemon even if it did attack.

Munch.

... Well, it still hurt, even if Kitspicious was small and comparatively weak.

Grimmsnarl made astartled snort-grunt in response and recoiled its hand from the little things mouth-- before delivering a smack to his side that might’ve just sent him flying off into the bushes....

[kitspicious]

grimmssnarl​:

Hard to trick something that had been watching the otherwise-unintimidating creature lap at water for the past minute. Luck was in Kitspicious’ cards, though, as Grimmsnarl had no intention of eating this little Pokemon.

He was just curious, and prone to teasing.

The fairy’s head raised, giving him an amused expression. Low cackles reverberated through the forest, his forest, just to put his little guest further on edge. 

“What a sharp tongue you have.” His arms crossed, regarding the bug-kitten for another moment….. before his head rolled back and he began to truly laugh. His chest shook. 

It worked wonders to set Kitspicious in a veritable highstrung tizzy. The voice bounced off the tree trunks, the low branches, the pond’s surface, as if he was being mocked by the woods themselves. Now, the little creature understood how to preserve itself; one doesn’t go picking fights with Pokémon ten times your own size for no particular reason.

But the kitten had also always been a bit short tempered when teased.

“Sharper teeth to go with it.” It gave off a little defiant snarl, not relaxing from its flared pose in the least. The tail disguise was quite convincing, had he been hanging down as intended. Right now though, it glared unblinkingly at the imposing Grimmsnarl that was having a chuckle at his expense, going so far as to swat at the ground before his paws to remind the fairy that he meant business! “What’s it to you? What’s so funny, huh?!”

[kitspicious]

grimmssnarl​:

The water was safe despite its discomforting qualities. Good, good. Drink while you could, Kitspicious, because soon the forest would go from a place of respite to a place of restlessness. 

Staring at the lights in the water, he would be focused on the wrong sort of movement. Instead of the lights disappearing, or perhaps more appearing, slowly, like a moon rising, two lights changed from yellow to red.

And then, upon further inspection, they became eyes. Attached to a hulking silhouette, and a shadow cast over KItspicious that was very much real.

“Boo.”

Lapping peacefully at the still pond seemed a lovely thing to do for quite a while. In fact, that would’ve been precisely what Kitspicious would’ve liked to do for a good bit longer.

Save for the fact that he was no longer alone.

How it was those eerie glows had turned into leering eyes was beyond the little creature’s understanding, but it could understand the sheer size of the foe it faced. And a foe it had to be, because would you just look at the size of it?! Kitspicious stumbled backwards on its six little paws, tumbled gracelessly over itself, before it could fully manage to roll over and back onto its feet. It arched its back as high as it could, raised its pudgy tail straight, and flared it out like the rearing head of a Seviper.

“Piss off!” The startled little creature hissed, an absolute spitfire of a kitten. Maybe, if he put up enough of a bad attitude, he could convince this towering thing that it was too poisonous to eat or something of the sort.

[kitspicious]

grimmssnarl​:

His presence would be unnoticed by the inhabitants– more like keepers– of the forest he found himself in for a little longer. Every moment counted when you found yourself on foreign soil.

A marshy smell, of dirt and grass mixing with water, would lead Kitspicious further into the trees and past the tall grass until he found what he was looking for. A pond. Eerily still, reflecting orbs of light that didn’t appear to exist outside of the water’s surface, like it showed an alternate reality. 

But it was fresh water, and it was clean. Touching it resulted in nothing out of the ordinary- chances are it would yield the same results if drank.

Time passed quickly in the dark of this forest, however. What might’ve seemed like minutes to Kitscpicious had actually been enough time for one very aware Fairy to scent and locate the bug, now watching from the safety of its shadows. 

A new being in the forest…. this was very rare, indeed. 

They didn’t look particularly threatening, so Grimmsnarl could take its time observing.

…

It Kitspicious were to drink the water now, he’d find it almost addicting. Fresh and crisp, everything a thirsty Pokemon could need.

The luminous forest urged him further along its dark bows, comforting the kit in the protection of its shade. Further he went, weaving his little way until he came upon that strange pond. A promise of thirst quenched, life offered.

Kitspicious did not approach.

Warily, the little thing eyed his surroundings, trusting none of this. The woods had been suspiciously barren of other living creatures, particularly so around so serene a body of water. The kit didn’t get the impression that water was in such abundance that no creatures would gather around a waterhole such as this, yet here it lay entirely vacant. The little Pokémon felt a spine chilling suspicion, but it had no true option. He’d not had any proper food for days and the previous travel had all but dried him up. His choice was to take a risk with the waters or likely die of dehydration.

Survival - it seemed - was always a risk.

He came forward, paws cautiously perched at the pond’s edge. Inspecting the water surface, he could distinguish nothing aside from the eerie lights within. Keeping an eye on the bright spots should they move, Kitspicious crouched and began to drink. A sorely needed drink at that. It lapped up droplet after droplet, thankful that his luck hadn’t entirely run out. At least, he thought as much.