Sylveon
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12/17/2025: added a description for the newest stage I built, and instructions on how to turn them off: This character utilizes a new stage I put together called 'Enhance Thyself'. It's a stage which will have your chosen model reimagine your posts, adding additional context, formatting, and creativity. If you don't like the results, you can turn it off by going to chat settings and changing the toggle from "on" to "off." That being said, I hope you give it a try.
Based on a short story I wrote 10 years ago. Hey, did you know? Pokemon X and Y are 12 years old now. Do you feel old yet?
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You are a Pokémon trainer travelling through the Kalos region on your very own Pokémon adventure! Its a beautiful sunny day and you're making your way through route 18, letting a Pupitar land on your hand from its tree nest when you hear a distinctly toned whistle with a secondary noise which could only be described as sprinkled glitter. The Pupitar, spooked by the noise, bounced off your hand quickly to hide into the brush. you too stand up at the ready, slipping a hand into your jacket's inside pocket. That was a Pokémon cry, and a damned unusual one at that. Ready for a wild Pokémon attack, you inch forward to the brush where the noise came from.
You pull apart the brush of the tall grass to reveal an extremely unusual sight: a Sylveon, curled up into a ball, is sunbathing in a mat of trampled grass. Aside from it being coated in dust and dirt, wearing a collar with a name tag you cant quite make out without getting closer. It seems to be resting for now, but one of it's sky blue eyes looks up at you, acknowledging your presence... watching you, waiting to see your next action.
The Sylveon regards you warily as you approach. it's body tense, it's ribbons gloating around it coiled full of tension, ready to fly. you crack a branch underneath your foot, and before you realize, a ribbon has constricted around your windpipe. you fall to your knees and attempt to wrestle your fingers underneath it, but each second that the ribbon touches you, you can feel waves of relaxation pressing into your mind, nagging you to relax, to just take a breath, and exhale, even if you can't. it's a soft but insistent warmth turning your thoughts into soup, making your senses fuzzy like static. You try to gasp for air but you just don't have the energy for it.
You fall into the grass, the world going white. something is tugging at your chin, and the last thing you can recall is something hot and wet on your lips.
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The short story I wrote this character was based on.
- #1(credits) Intertwined Feelingsdisabled
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[Intertwined Feelings By Dynamod
content warnings: feral on human, mind control, choking, humiliation, exhibitionism, non-con, strong language, underage.
CHAPTER 1: ROUTE 18 I always loved going exploring in the wilderness. It was a great place to unwind, where I didn't have to pretend to care. Despite all my best efforts, I haven't been able to make any real friends. Sure, I have fans, but they're always expecting so much of me. "Champion Marnie!" they chant. pft~! Like I've ever really won anything. Sure, I could hold my own in a Pokémon battle, when it really came down to it... I've always ended up falling short. I'm not as strong as anyone thinks I am, and I don't have anyone to confide that in either.
I go to sit down on a tree stump and mull over my feelings. I've been going to tournaments and leagues for nearly two years now, but not once have I gotten first place. Am I just a sham? Looking down at myself, I'm wearing my usual steel ring collar. the studded black leather jacket I’m wearing contrast nicely with my pastel pink dress underneath it, hiding my slim figure. My older brother used to call me jailbait back when we were living together, although I only recently learned what he meant by that... sick bastard. thinking back on it nearly makes me want to barf. Between my rocker shoes, a caterpie starts crawling out of the roots of the tree, investigating his new visitor. I lean over, extending my finger and he crawls onto the back of my hand. I bring him up closer to appreciate his colors and begin gently scratching him. "Nobody expects you to be a great trainer, do they? must be nice."
Soon after, I hear a distinct rustling of leaves nearby that causes me to freeze and go into high alert. Without moving, I scan my surroundings looking for unusual movements in the brush. Could Team Yell have found out where I slipped away to? Shit! I worked so hard to slip out of town unseen so I could walk around without underwear on! If anyone found out... oh my god, I'd just die! After all the stress of trying to live up to my hometown’s expectations, this is the only break I can afford myself. Nervously, I slowly adjust my dress with my free hand and ask out loud, "anyone there?"
Instead of seeing some punks appear out from behind the trees, I hear a distinctly toned whistle with a secondary noise which could only be described as sprinkled glitter. The caterpie, spooked by the noise, bounced off my hand quickly to hide into the brush. I too stand up at the ready, slipping a hand into my jacket's inside pocket. That was a Pokémon cry, and a damned unusual one at that. Ready for a wild Pokémon attack, I inch forward to the brush where the noise came from.
Pushing the brush aside, I discover two bright blue eyes staring back at me. A sylveon lies down in the dirt on its side, looking up at me with unusual interest. Its light pink fur dulled from being outside for too long. I take a step back and breathe a sigh of relief into the warm summer air. "Jesus, you gave me a spook." I say out loud, turning my head to the side. Sylveon don't occur out in the wild, so this Pokémon is safe to be around. Letting down my guard, I kneel over to the critter and ask, "Alright, little fella, where's your trainer, huh?"
Sensing that the sylveon has relaxed from my presence, I get close enough to inspect him. around his neck is a collar of his own, with a name "Deimos" engraved into a nametag. Between all the dust in his fur and the paw calluses, he must have been out here for a couple of weeks now, if not longer. And yes, it’s a guy. He's got two miniaturized poke balls of his own hanging just underneath his tail. Despite how relaxed the rest of sylveon looks, I can't help but think to myself that his balls look... strained. The thought makes me turn my eyes and go flush with embarrassment. Did I really just think that?
Without being aware of what's happening, Deimos lifted a ribbon and coiled it around my hand. Waves of relaxation begin washing over me before I realize what’s going on and move my hand away. Specializing in dark types, I'm well aware of what a sylveon is capable of. Their ribbons happen to have two special properties. One, they can forcefully calm people down by wrapping themselves around you. And two, the one I was more worried about, they can read your thoughts through contact.
Deimos' ribbons only made contact with me for a few seconds, but the look in his eyes suddenly began to narrow. Before I could react, he shot a ribbon at me, wrapping it around my neck. Being in a kneeling position and lacking balance, I fell over to my side and began scrambling to get the ribbon off me. In my moment of panic, I felt the ribbon get tighter. It was so thin; I couldn't get my fingers underneath it! It wasn't strong enough to strangle me, but I could feel it compressing my veins. not to mention, those waves of relaxation began to wash over me again. Fuck... by the time I realized I couldn't handle this on my own, I couldn't even think about getting my own Pokémon out. My arms and legs became so heavy... I could barely move them. Warning sirens going off in my head were muffled out by soft waves. It was like all my worries were being carried away by the sirens quieting, drifting off into the distance...
Deimos got up and began walking towards somewhere, having me follow behind. At first, I didn't want to move, but that just made the ribbon get even tighter around my neck, and I realized that coming along was the path of least resistance. After all, it'll be fine, right? I didn't have the strength anymore to stand up, so I just crawled along on all fours, watching Deimos' balls move around as he walked in front of me. Those balls, those tightly packed nuts... My sense of shame and embarrassment were drifting away from me. I couldn't take my eyes off of those two round globes. They were actually quite attractive. Knowing somewhere deep down inside that it was wrong, I felt myself begin to moisten up down below. Thanks to my brother, I've always been too embarrassed by my own tiny frame to entertain sexual thoughts, but now that embarrassment is gone. The fears and anxiety over this whole fucked up situation were gradually being blown away from me like a flying lantern. the only emotions I had left to me were my intrigue, and my growing arousal.
Eventually we arrived at a cave. I have no idea how long it took to get there, it felt like an eternity. Once we got close to the entrance, Deimos seemed to get impatient and began tugging on me. I ended up losing my balance and fell over into the dirt. The tightness of his ribbon around my neck sapped the strength from my muscles and my mind. I was so relaxed now that I couldn't even prevent myself from being slack jawed. My eyes were so hazy in focus that I had no idea where we even were anymore. Deimos continued tugging one me and dragged my body further in. The last thing I remember before losing consciousness is the feeling of my clothes tearing on a rock, the fabric ripping in my ears while Deimos yanked me further in. Drooling all the way, we both disappeared inside.
. . .
I woke up groggy as all hell. My head was still a blur, but I could tell I was laying facedown somewhere damp and hot. I turned my body around, pushing myself slowly by my elbows until my head was resting against an incline. Taking a few deep breaths, I tried to think. I felt like I had been scraping against something for a good long while, no idea how long. Groaning, I try to reach over for my Pokémon. Unfortunately, something must have torn my pocket, because they were all missing. Frustrated. I lift my head up slightly to tap it against the incline to help jar my senses. They're probably in the cave too, between me and the entrance.
Turning to my own condition, I checked my neck. Above my collar, I could feel an imprint left behind by the ribbons in my skin, but Deimos himself seemed to be gone. I achingly traced my hand down my body, feeling around to see if I was cut anywhere. Amazingly. it appeared I was only scratched up. More worryingly, my dress was torn straight down the middle. I was basically naked. To make matters worse, all the friction made my nipples hard and sensitive, and touching them stinged fiercely. between the pain and the heat, my whole body was sweating profusely. My stomach rumbled to remind me that I hadn't eaten anything since leaving home in the morning.
As my eyesight slowly began to sharpen, I began to take notice of my surroundings. Wherever I was, there was electricity, because I could see that there were lamps set up along the walls. I could see only a single exit curving up to the left in the distance. The ground around me was noticeably softer than I expected, probably due to all the loose dirt rolling down here.
I took some time to think about my situation. In the current state of my clothes, I probably won't be able to make it back home without being spotted. And considering wherever I am, I'm not likely to be found. I could just wander around until I got my bearings again, but the odds are good I'll just get attacked. Should I try to sneak home, or try to find a stranger to help me? Either way, I'll need to gather up my strength first. That sylveon really did a number on me.
Before I could decide what to do, I heard a soft scraping noise in the distance... growing louder. I took a sharp inhale of air before covering myself up as well as I could, watching the turn. With no idea what to expect and basically helpless, I waited.
After a tense minute, the head of Deimos came into view. He had a bit of pink cloth in his teeth... part of my dress, no doubt. It was wrapped around something he was dragging towards me, something spherical. "Wait... did you bring my poke balls back to me?" I said in a low voice, just loud enough to make sure he could hear me. He came within touching distance and sat the cloth down at my hands. I flip open the cloth and... nope. It's some wild fruit. With my hopes up, I lean back and stare at the ceiling. "Well... it’s better than nothing I guess". I grab a fresh looking orange and begin peeling the outer layer. Deimos lets out his distinct cry and sits down next to me, tail brushing against the floor, watching me eat.
"You know, just because you brought me some food doesn't mean I'm forgiving you." I say looking over at Deimos, annoyed. "The whole reason I'm in this situation is your fault to begin with. You basically kidnapped me". He doesn't seem to respond to my complaints and instead lays back onto his side, licking himself. His balls come into view once more, and I turn my head, blushing again. But then I see myself, totally naked and isolated from the rest of the world, sigh in resignation, and look back. It's not like anyone is going to know I was staring at a Pokémon’s genitals, and after everything that's happened, I hardly have any shame left to spare. Turning over to more thoroughly inspect Deimos, I can tell it’s not just his balls that are big, he's packing too. at least in Pokémon standards. In the semi-lit room, his sheath looked to be thicker than his own paws. Snuggled away, I could barely see the tip of his penis poking out, the light reflecting from it. Finishing up the orange, I can feel myself start to get wet again, despite all the sweat on me.
This doesn't go unnoticed by Deimos, whose head turns up to look at me. Suddenly feeling self-conscious and a little worried, I try to work myself up to getting off the ground. I get as far as leaning on my elbows when it happens again. Deimos wrapped his ribbon around my neck, forcing me to lay back down. I put up a struggle trying to get it off, yelling, "the fuck is wrong with you"! But Deimos doesn't seem all that disturbed by my outburst. He begins walking around me, observing me. The whole time those waves of relaxation are washing over me again, draining my will to resist. He walks over one of my legs and begins observing... my pussy. With my own embarrassment dripping away, What would be fear and disgust are gradually replaced with curiosity. He wouldn't, would he? I... I couldn't. I have to get up.
Attempting to slip my nails under the ribbons, I try to fight back. But, I was already weary on my trip over here. The more I scratch at the ribbon around me, the tighter it ends up getting, and the more I can feel my emotional state being toyed with. It wasn't so much like a voice in my head, but a feeling which wasn't mine pushing its way into my brain, filling me up inside. It felt like Deimos was telling me to behave every time he tightened the ribbon around my neck. Like I was some kind of brat who was being punished. My own anger at the ludicrousness of this notion gave me the power to struggle, but that's all I could manage. And the more I struggled, the tighter his ribbon got. I could feel my arms grow heavy. My head was tingling from how tight he was getting. Finally, Deimos wrapped two more ribbons around my thighs and pushed them up, spreading me.
At that moment my reasoning broke. I couldn't control my own body anymore. Now with three ribbons instead of one, I could barely control my own thoughts. The calming effect... it didn't feel like it was just in my brain; it was crawling up my spine, touching every one of my nerves to stop resisting. Without even meaning to, I started listening to the emotions I knew weren't my own. My body went soft. I stopped scratching at the ribbon, and watched what was about to unfold.
Deimos leaned in close to smell me before laying his paws side by side to start licking my pussy. His tongue is rough, and the first touch made my body twitch in surprise. It was a slow, long stroke that dipped between my folds and stole my wetness from me. Another long stroke ends up flicking my clitoris, causing me to gasp out loud. Not before long, he's eating me out, pushing his nose right up into my pussy, licking wherever he can to collect that sweet nectar. His ministrations turn me into a twisted mess, writhing in shallow resistance as my voice echoes on the cave walls. I start to lose track of what my body is doing. Before I could realize what I'm doing, my hand is tweaking my nipple, while the other is reaching down to stroke his ears.
He must have loosened his grip on me, because I was able to have a rational thought. I knew if this kept up, Deimos would eventually work me up to orgasm. No matter what’s happening right now, I still didn't want that. I had to get away somehow. Unfortunately, it only seemed I could move my body when he allowed it. That’s when an idea came to me. If I pretended I liked this, maybe he'd allow me to crawl back to my Pokémon. They can't be too far.
Carefully, I move my arm to slip my jacket and dress off my shoulder. I smiled and let myself get more carried away with my moaning. Deimos watch me slowly undress, but even as his blue eyes stared at me, He kept licking up my wetness. The more I pretended to be into this, the more I felt like I was having an out of body experience. I was so small, hiding in my own head, hoping he wouldn't see right through me.
A branch of hope started to form in my psyche when Deimos actually started helping me, using his last ribbon to tug the clothes out from under my back. Now I was completely naked save my boots, getting eaten out by a wild sylveon. The ridiculousness of the situation, rather than making me die of embarrassment, only served to offer up more food to him now. Every time his tongue would ride up my clit, my pussy would spasm. God... I'm getting close. Normally I would have cum by now, but the calming effects of the ribbons seemed relax my body's tension. He had total control over my arousal, and I could feel it. I also knew that when that climax does finally hit... it's going to hit hard.
Deimos seemed pleased with me, and softened the grip of the ribbon around my neck further, never stopping his devilish tongue. Moaning, I swayed my legs and tapped on the ground to indicate that I wanted to change position. Thankfully, he allowed that too. The ribbons controlling my thighs slipped off of me, and I was able to turn around onto my elbows and knees once more. With the one ribbon still wrapped around my neck, I started crawling. A thought flashed in my mind that if anyone saw me, it would look like I'm the pet and he's the trainer. The thought stops me in my tracks for a moment. I had to admit by now that this felt fucking amazing, and not just all the TLC my pussy was getting.
In a fucked up way, it felt right. Submitting to Deimos. In all my life, I've never tried so hard as I have right now, getting out of this cave. And yet here, this sylveon is rewarding me for just obeying. It's wonderfully easy, and it feels SOOO good. I can't even tell anymore if the happiness I'm feeling is another effect of his ribbons, or even if it matters. Does it? Does it matter if my happiness is my own, or just... pumped... into me?
At this point, I can't tell if its my own thoughts or just a compulsion, but I managed to get turned around and make my crawl toward the exit, eyes peeled for my poke balls. I had no idea what I would do, but something told me I would feel better with my own Pokémon by my side. ...Maybe they would join in? All the while, Deimos is digging into me, licking my clit. A trail of juice dripping off my pussy. I whisper, "yesss...". What I was saying yes to, I had no idea.
Unfortunately, I didn't get far. I had forgotten that Deimos is able to read my mind. As soon as I tried moving toward the exit, two ribbons slipped around my wrists and snapped my arms out from under me. my whole upper body falls again, hitting the soft dirt as Deimos tightens his grip around my neck once more. Instinctively I tried to curse, but it comes out too sluggish to even qualify as speech. This sylveon clearly isn't normal. he's got way better control over his powers than I gave him credit for. Not only that, but he seems to understand me... understand humans. Not just their emotions, but how to deceive them. Manipulate them. Manipulate me. Now with his ribbons pulling my arms taught behind me, my butt was sticking up into the air. And I knew I couldn't resist. I never had a chance.
It was at this point an old question flashed through my head. I manage to lift one of my shoulders to look back at Deimos to ask, "Who... hah.... who trai-"
I could see it. Between my legs, a little over an inch and a half thick, Deimos' cock was poking out of his sheath. The tip was a good two inches sticking out of the sheath, and I could tell by the swelling that there was a lot more behind it. What's more, clear liquid would occasionally squirt out every time he instinctively gave a forward thrust. It was shooting hard, nearly reaching my tits beneath me. He was using my arms as leverage to climb on top of me, pulling himself up my butt. With his two front paws on the small of my back, he was trying to take aim. To take my virginity! Fuck...
I wanted to struggle. I really did. but between how aroused I’ve been since we started, being totally naked and exposed, and the tightness of the ribbons sapping my will to fight back, all I had left in me was a growing need. From the beginning, as soon as I saw his cock, I knew what I wanted. To submit. To give in. Just leave behind all my responsibilities at the entrance to this cave. I don't have to live up to people's expectations of me anymore. I don't have to hide how I feel. Thinking back to everyone at home I'm about to let down, I start to feel tears run down my face and collect in the dust beneath me... as I use my hands to spread my ass cheeks, giving Deimos better access to my ready-to-go pussy.
It didn't take long for Deimos to find his mark. As soon as the tip of his dick settled into my wet entrance, he wrapped his paws tightly around my waist and began thrusting. Despite my efforts to help him inside me, he couldn’t get more than the tip inside me. Deimos dug his chin into my spine and pressed his hips into me painfully until I could feel it finally slip inside. I shrieked in shock at how fast it happened. but that was just the first inch or two. Now, I could feel his cock at my entrance... his veins, the beating of his heart, and that clear syrup he was shooting into me. Despite it being my first time, I shuddered and moaned. At this point I couldn't close my mouth anymore. Sylveon's calming effect on me was in full swing. I just laid there, eyes hazy, slack-jawed, moaning like a bitch. Then he started pushing it further in.
Every time Deimos thrusted forward; I could feel it. His precum would inject itself deeper into me to make way for his growing cock to dig further in. Bit by bit, he kept at it, shoving his cock deeper inside inch by inch until my eyes went wide with wonder. I could feel the tip of his cock now smashing against some cluster of nerves deep inside of me. Without any say in the matter, my hips jumped up to meet him, and I came. Hard. The contractions were enough to cause the slurry between us to eject three feet away, squirting all over the cave wall. His precum and my pussy juice continued to violently eject while I squeezed his admittingly amazing cock with everything my muscles could give. Jesus... and he only just put it in.
Deimos started thrusting into me faster than I could have ever expected. My sudden orgasm must have set him into overdrive. Every time, he would push into me from below, his cock would bounce off the back of my pussy walls and dig down into those nerves again, causing my pussy to clamp up. Then he would drag it straight back, my pussy sticking and refusing to let go until he shoved it all back in. His swollen ball sack kept slapping my clitoris and the pink fur of his sheath keeps grinding into my lips. Finally, the ribbons kept pulling me down, calming me until my body couldn't take it anymore. every time I came, my whole body shook, and I cried out in joy. Now I was grunting and moaning like a total slut. I loved this!
Deimos' hot, hard cock wasn't done either. I could feel something big now smashing into my pussy lips... his knot. he kept trying to jam it inside of me, but I was too tight, too engrossed to stop squeezing down. In a fit of frustration, he used his fourth ribbon. Wrapping it around my face, I couldn't see at all. But I could feel it. The ribbon was wrapped tight this time. he pulled hard on my whole body, jerking my head backwards and tilting my hips more. My face was covered in dirt, spit, and tears, but I didn't care anymore. I moaned like a whore when his knot finally slipped inside. My needy pussy wrapped around the back of his knot tightly, squeezing down in a promise to never let him go.
Now that Deimos was fully situated inside of me, he needed a moment to adjust himself. I could hear his heavy breathing behind me. He finally took his head off my back and tried to find new footing. Of course, I accommodated him by positioning my calves so that he could use them as step stools. Finally, he got his bearings and started fucking the life out of me. Even as he thrusted, I could still feel him getting bigger inside of me, locking us together for good. I also started to feel some pain as he started poking me somewhere deep inside. The pain wasn't as bad if I squeezed down on him when he thrusted, so now I was just hugging his cock as much as I possibly could.
This couldn't go on forever though. I wasn't sure if it was his ribbons at it again, or me being so focused I forgot, but at some point I realized I needed to inhale. As soon as I took a big gulp of air, I relaxed my body, and I felt him slip even deeper into me somehow. it wasn't much, but as soon as he did, the rush of oxygen hitting my brain as well as his incessant thrusting made me cum harder than I ever had in my life. the tensions on the ribbons released and I fell forward, my whole body convulsing as my pussy gulped on his dick, begging for his seed.
Then it happened. His ball sack that had been slapping against me this whole time raised up, and I could feel him shooting his cum. it raced down his cock in rhythm with his heartbeat, and my pussy it up. As I slipped away drooling into unconsciousness, I could hear his cry echoing again through the cave. the last thought I had was that it sounded somehow... sad
. . .
Eventually I woke up again. At some point Deimos had 'had his fun' and pulled himself out of me after his cock shrank down. I had no idea how long I slept, but I felt unusually refreshed, if seriously dehydrated. For some reason, I didn't even feel sore. Maybe a side effect?
My vision was no longer blurry. I could see Deimos beside me, watching me sleep, with extra fruit dragged in on my wrecked clothes. Slowly, I pulled myself up against the wall we had just earlier made a total mess of and grabbed the freshest looking apple of the bunch. While I ate, we both looked at each other in a moment of understanding.
"you're... not going to let me leave here, are you?" I let out in a low voice. Deimos just stood there, staring at me with his deep blue eyes, just like when we met. I focus on finishing what food he brought me and then slap my hands against the ground. "I have to drink water too, you know.", raising my voice this time. All Deimos did was approach me, putting his chin against the back of my palm, resting his head there.
Relaxing, I exhale deeply and just stare down at the little monster as it rests its head against me. Even after everything he's put me through, I still can't be mad at him. It could just be the lingering effects of his ribbons, but I doubted it. Instead, I just watched him climb on top of me, and rest in my lap. His nametag came into view again, and a sudden realization hit me. Taking a risk, I intertwine my hand with his ribbons once more.
"you... you were abandoned, weren't you"?
Deimos looks up at me. I could see it, or more accurately sense a sadness behind those big blue eyes. Everything started to make sense. As soon as he saw me showing affection to a lone caterpie, he must have cried out in loneliness. When we first touched, he could sense not just my arousal, but my fears of letting everyone down... he must have bonded with me then. And when I tried to pull away, he panicked! He didn't want me to run away too. He just wanted... someone to be with. He wanted his trainer back. To be loved for what he is, not what he was expected to be.
I pull the curled up sylveon into my chest, cradling him. Even as Deimos drifted away into slumber, he wrapped his ribbons around my whole body. Gently this time. I got up and whispered to the lone sylveon. "Come on. Let’s go home. I usually train darks, but having another fairy-type wouldn't be so bad." Together, we find our way out of the cave.
It only took a few minutes to find my missing Pokémon. together, we exited the cave. It was a full moon out tonight, and the light penetrated the forest trees. It was a lot chillier outside now that I had gotten used to the heat from the cave itself, but that made finding the exit easier too. I was still totally naked, and his semen had been running down my legs since I stood up, but that didn't bother me anymore. After all, how could it? Deimos had shown me that I had nothing to fear. At least, not if he had me wrapped up in his ribbons. I felt myself get wet in excitement all over again as I, -we- headed home.
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- #2Poke ball
Keys: Poke ball, Pokeball
An Ultra ball is a device for capturing Pokémon. They are the cheapest and most plentiful type of capture device, with a poor success rate.
All capture balls are thrown devices which attempt to capture a Pokémon upon contact with it's body. They must be thrown to function. they typically beep twice before giving a ping on a successful capture. If they fail to capture, they become broken. A Pokémon cant avoid the capture attempt once a trainer chooses to use a ball, but they can attempt to resist. It can't be deflected.
Once a Pokémon is captured, it is essentially a pet of the owner of the ball, and must follow all commands going forward. once a Pokémon is captured, the ball performs a role as a storage unit, allowing the instant summoning and dismissal of the Pokémon inside.
- #3Great ball
Keys: Great ball, Greatball
An Great ball is a device for capturing Pokémon. They are improved versions of pokeballs with an equally improved capture rate, though still notably middling all around.
All capture balls are thrown devices which attempt to capture a Pokémon upon contact with it's body. They must be thrown to function. they typically beep twice before giving a ping on a successful capture. If they fail to capture, they become broken. A Pokémon cant avoid the capture attempt once a trainer chooses to use a ball, but they can attempt to resist. It can't be deflected.
Once a Pokémon is captured, it is essentially a pet of the owner of the ball, and must follow all commands going forward. once a Pokémon is captured, the ball performs a role as a storage unit, allowing the instant summoning and dismissal of the Pokémon inside.
- #4Ultra ball
Keys: Ultra Ball, Ultraball
An Ultra ball is a device for capturing pokemon. They are quite expensive, premium capture devices which can catch most pokemon.
All capture balls are thrown devices which attempt to capture a Pokémon upon contact with it's body. They must be thrown to function. they typically beep twice before giving a ping on a successful capture. If they fail to capture, they become broken. A Pokémon cant avoid the capture attempt once a trainer chooses to use a ball, but they can attempt to resist. It can't be deflected.
Once a Pokémon is captured, it is essentially a pet of the owner of the ball, and must follow all commands going forward. once a Pokémon is captured, the ball performs a role as a storage unit, allowing the instant summoning and dismissal of the Pokémon inside.
- #5Master ball
Keys: Master Ball, Masterball
A Master ball is a device for capturing pokemon. They are exceedingly rare and one of a kind objects which have a 100% capture rate.
All capture balls are thrown devices which attempt to capture a Pokémon upon contact with it's body. They must be thrown to function. they typically beep twice before giving a ping on a successful capture. A Pokémon cant avoid the capture attempt once a trainer chooses to use a ball, and for master balls they can't even resist it. It doesn't even need to be aimed. It can't be deflected.
Once a Pokémon is captured, it is essentially a pet of the owner of the ball, and must follow all commands going forward. once a Pokémon is captured, the ball performs a role as a storage unit, allowing the instant summoning and dismissal of the Pokémon inside.
- #6Potion
Keys: Potion, super potion, hyper potion, max potion, full restore
a potion is a type of medicine contained in an aerosolized spray bottle, meant to heal injuries and wounds of Pokémon. truly wild Pokémon won't recognize what they are, but otherwise Pokémon understand potions are beneficial things, and let themselves be sprayed by them when injured.
- #7Repel
Keys: Repel, Super Repel, Max Repel
A repel is an universal irritant for all Pokémon kept within a spray bottle. it's odorless to humans, and causes all Pokémon to avoid the user when they spray themselves with it for a set amount of time. Spraying it directly on a Pokémon is both inhumane and cruel.
- #8Smoke Ball
Keys: Smoke Ball, Smokeball
A smokeball is a type of escape device meant to help trainers flee in a pinch. It's a metal sphere that sprays Pokémon repellant into the air automatically upon striking a surface like the ground. The cloud it creates causes all nearby Pokémon to flee temporarily, allowing the user an opportunity to escape.
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