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theevilrentaro a supreme bud of an artist.
Colouring job by myself in Opencanvas.
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"He's writing it, he's writing it!", the sing-song announcement rising from the throat of Maleti signalled that any attempt at sneakily updating the repository of morph girl... and some humans information in love, status and life. The Chicadex. All too suddenly the couch perched Reiko found his arms hooked on each side by a busty Grovyle-morph and a slimmer, but oh so leggy Smeargle-morph. Shoving him forward with no measure of gentleness, shifting into comfortable positions and slipping both their respective faces onto his shoulders, one stubby muzzle, the other a slim snout.
"You realise this somewhat damages my drive to write it up right?", Reiko not bothering to look at either of the annoyances, instead just keeping his eyes affixed on the... rather well stuffed pages of the Chicadex, maybe he'd branch out to a Volume 2... whoever received it after him certainly would have to. Quiet sigh brought his shoulders low, the two girls smiling so very broadly as they responded by tightening their grip upon his upper arms and drawing the Charmeleons shoulders right back into place. "Shush author-boy, we wanna see what goes into these."
"Umm... this was all Lettys idea I'd just like to say."
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Name: Loui-
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The Smeargles eyes narrowed a little as she gave a glance to Reiko, "Eh-hem... Alouise is spelled with an A.".
"That's not how your mother states it.", trade-mark smirk tugging itself along the side of Reikos splotch-striped snout facing her, own eye narrowing a little bit in challenge.
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Name: Alouise`
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"Maleti...", the Grovyle gave a very fake pout as she handed the pencil back to Reiko, having swipe it during his little exchange with Alouise. Rubber-tipped end dragged back and forth to redo the entry. It was how he'd started doing these, pencil first, then a bit of ink when he was sure on it all... or had fixed any spelling mistakes.
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Name: Louise (Alouise`) Lobianco
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Reiko suddenly lost sight of the chicadex as his snout was forced upwards by Maletis own sneaking underneath so she could question Alouise directly. "Why do you pretend to be french when you've got an Italian surname?"
"Well cause it was the name of my moms trainer... sides people think facial hair with Italian ladies.", nice little quiet moment of Alouise slowly twigging on that Reiko and Maleti were both giving fairly incredulous looks at her. "Oh shut uppp! I said facial hair, not fur."
Another sigh from the Charmeleon as he pressed his snout down and edged Maleti back to her perch upon his shoulder. "Okay that's it. Git, c'mon you two, I'm gonna be writing this for a week if I have you two pecking at me with each line. Scram go on, Vamanos!"
Maleti giggled quietly as she rubbed her snout along Reikos, "That means Let's Go, not go away.". Rumbling growl from deep in the Charmeleons chest, shambling through his throat, he wasn't exactly getting angry but there was a certain tinge of frustration both of them were enjoying too much inciting for him.
"Fine, not going to shift?... I have a solution.", both girls gave a laughing yelp of suprise as he suddenly pulled himself off the couch, the two of them colliding shoulders lightly and keeping the position for added amusement. Reiko himself, he slung the Chicadex under his arm, pencil getting hooked through one of the loose Os of thread hanging from his hoodie. "One place you can't pester me. I'm off for some gentlemanly solitude."
Flick of the tail, large smirk at having bested them at their interference and Reiko clacked his way off to the bathroom. Rolled up Raspberry beret just about registering an impact on his shoulder, Alouise with just her eyes and upper showing from the back of the couch as she looked upon her target. "Spoilsport!"
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Name: Louise (Alouise`) Lobianco
Age: 18 (met at 17 though)
Height: Short-arse.
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Sat upon his porcelain throne Reiko straight himself up for a moment, hand coming sideways against his chest, going up at first, then down, trying to recall where the Smeargles fore-head came upon him when cuddling.
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Height: Short (Bout 5... 3?)
Weight: Feather-weight.
Important characteristics: Normally has purple paint coming from her brush, but for some reason it changes to bright pink if her backside gets pinched. I'm sure it could be something to do with body temp or hormone flow but I just find it personally amusing.
Personality:
Too damn precious?... Nah gotta be informative for this. She's one of those beautifully rare girly girls that actually has a mind. She adores her My Little Ponyta collection, first time we shared her bed I had to shove off quite a number of plush toys to make room for me... including two versions of my own plush, that was a bit odd. Unsuprisingly for a Smeargal (It's a nice term, just remember future whoever, it's mine!) most of the room that isn't littered with toys, trinkets and huggable objects there are just so many pages of scrawled doodles and splashes of colour.
Oh and other weird thing is that she's a fan of mine. I've met plenty of groupies and the like when I was running the Raging Beat but never dated them and seeing their rooms, well it takes some adjusting. Posters liberated from my old shows, a few bootleg t-shirts... well never got round to putting those together, maybe if I got bigger in Ibiza and every single plush that had managed to sneak under my radar. Those were my little brothers idea, really wasn't that fond of the notion but the little blighter is sneaky as hell. Caught him hocking them fairly often right after a big musical number.
The best part of Alouise` and a decent amount of girls is that when they are in lurve as she prefers to spell it, you wind up with a totally different girl from all the other guys shes been with or have their eye on her. To me Alouise` is a relatively clumsy and giggle-fiend of a girl, sweet to the core and never looking to mature because she'd have less fun that way. To the other guys, she's almost predatory at times, faux-french accent and a few choice phrases illiciting the common response all males have on hearing female french and falling at her feet willingly.
With me, she's just a bundle of fun. I win out.
---
Quite little raps of claw upon the bathroom door stole Reikos attention, softly spoken nearly emmy-winning apolegetic voice from his tribal girl. "Reiko honey. I'm sorry we just were curious, you don't show us it."
"You know I wasn't mad, but I'll let you see it after I'm done. Anything else?", he had a feeling there was a punch-line on the horizon, would just be rude not to give the feed line for it.
"Umm... Have you got to how well she bonks yet?"
"Away, go on!", enough clacks and that swinging backside hitting against a shelf from her not paying enough attention, the swears in four different languages... then quiet. Content that she was gone for now Reiko settled back into the entry.
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Type of girl:
Hard one to classify, but taking all the broad elements there is no other way I could define Alouise` than as a life-time keeper, she's going to make your life so much more enjoyable with nothing more than a quiet little murmur as she falls asleep against your chest. Or not being able to avoid hopping on her toes when you say you've got her a gift. She's the type of girl that should never get hurt and if you're worthy of this Chicadex then the thought of it should never cross your mind. She's energetic, passionate and yet so delightfully innocent that it can be hard to believe she's a full activity lover that would never deem the horizontal mambo grody heheh.
Additional notes:
There are some old sayings along the lines of, to see your girls future, look to her mother. In Alouise`s case it isn't exactly true but you'd look at her mother anyway. Liza is an incredible woman, kept herself single and free during the full time she raised the beautiful chica I call my own, allowing Alouise to develop however she wanted and more importantly... No matter when or where, she can always be expected to deliver the most crushing embarassing blows to Alouise`s fake pride.
Liza is one of those brilliant Cool Mothers. Free and clear in mind and standards, she has that penchant for just wanting fun and nothing is really taboo with her, heck it was her that first asked if Alouise and I had shared a bed together. Then gave me a big hug and welcomed me to the family. Or immdiately letting it be known that Alouise... was simply called Louise, name inspired by Lizas own in a nice moment of justified ego. She'd brought her into the world naturally and had to give her the name of the best female she knew. In Lizas case that was herself and she's only exceeded that standard in the woman that Alouise` has become.
Even if you're trying for the short-term relationships future Whoever you can't just go ignoring the parents, you will never laugh so hard in your life as seeing two gorgeous examples of womanhood, one commenting how the younger one will inherit her boobs... and the younger one immediately sinking down low on your lab in absolute good natured humiliation.
Chicadex Entry Thirty-Four.
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"That'll do nicely."
theevilrentaro a supreme bud of an artist.Colouring job by myself in Opencanvas.
--
"He's writing it, he's writing it!", the sing-song announcement rising from the throat of Maleti signalled that any attempt at sneakily updating the repository of morph girl... and some humans information in love, status and life. The Chicadex. All too suddenly the couch perched Reiko found his arms hooked on each side by a busty Grovyle-morph and a slimmer, but oh so leggy Smeargle-morph. Shoving him forward with no measure of gentleness, shifting into comfortable positions and slipping both their respective faces onto his shoulders, one stubby muzzle, the other a slim snout.
"You realise this somewhat damages my drive to write it up right?", Reiko not bothering to look at either of the annoyances, instead just keeping his eyes affixed on the... rather well stuffed pages of the Chicadex, maybe he'd branch out to a Volume 2... whoever received it after him certainly would have to. Quiet sigh brought his shoulders low, the two girls smiling so very broadly as they responded by tightening their grip upon his upper arms and drawing the Charmeleons shoulders right back into place. "Shush author-boy, we wanna see what goes into these."
"Umm... this was all Lettys idea I'd just like to say."
---
Name: Loui-
---
The Smeargles eyes narrowed a little as she gave a glance to Reiko, "Eh-hem... Alouise is spelled with an A.".
"That's not how your mother states it.", trade-mark smirk tugging itself along the side of Reikos splotch-striped snout facing her, own eye narrowing a little bit in challenge.
---
Name: Alouise`
---
"Maleti...", the Grovyle gave a very fake pout as she handed the pencil back to Reiko, having swipe it during his little exchange with Alouise. Rubber-tipped end dragged back and forth to redo the entry. It was how he'd started doing these, pencil first, then a bit of ink when he was sure on it all... or had fixed any spelling mistakes.
---
Name: Louise (Alouise`) Lobianco
---
Reiko suddenly lost sight of the chicadex as his snout was forced upwards by Maletis own sneaking underneath so she could question Alouise directly. "Why do you pretend to be french when you've got an Italian surname?"
"Well cause it was the name of my moms trainer... sides people think facial hair with Italian ladies.", nice little quiet moment of Alouise slowly twigging on that Reiko and Maleti were both giving fairly incredulous looks at her. "Oh shut uppp! I said facial hair, not fur."
Another sigh from the Charmeleon as he pressed his snout down and edged Maleti back to her perch upon his shoulder. "Okay that's it. Git, c'mon you two, I'm gonna be writing this for a week if I have you two pecking at me with each line. Scram go on, Vamanos!"
Maleti giggled quietly as she rubbed her snout along Reikos, "That means Let's Go, not go away.". Rumbling growl from deep in the Charmeleons chest, shambling through his throat, he wasn't exactly getting angry but there was a certain tinge of frustration both of them were enjoying too much inciting for him.
"Fine, not going to shift?... I have a solution.", both girls gave a laughing yelp of suprise as he suddenly pulled himself off the couch, the two of them colliding shoulders lightly and keeping the position for added amusement. Reiko himself, he slung the Chicadex under his arm, pencil getting hooked through one of the loose Os of thread hanging from his hoodie. "One place you can't pester me. I'm off for some gentlemanly solitude."
Flick of the tail, large smirk at having bested them at their interference and Reiko clacked his way off to the bathroom. Rolled up Raspberry beret just about registering an impact on his shoulder, Alouise with just her eyes and upper showing from the back of the couch as she looked upon her target. "Spoilsport!"
---
Name: Louise (Alouise`) Lobianco
Age: 18 (met at 17 though)
Height: Short-arse.
---
Sat upon his porcelain throne Reiko straight himself up for a moment, hand coming sideways against his chest, going up at first, then down, trying to recall where the Smeargles fore-head came upon him when cuddling.
---
Height: Short (Bout 5... 3?)
Weight: Feather-weight.
Important characteristics: Normally has purple paint coming from her brush, but for some reason it changes to bright pink if her backside gets pinched. I'm sure it could be something to do with body temp or hormone flow but I just find it personally amusing.
Personality:
Too damn precious?... Nah gotta be informative for this. She's one of those beautifully rare girly girls that actually has a mind. She adores her My Little Ponyta collection, first time we shared her bed I had to shove off quite a number of plush toys to make room for me... including two versions of my own plush, that was a bit odd. Unsuprisingly for a Smeargal (It's a nice term, just remember future whoever, it's mine!) most of the room that isn't littered with toys, trinkets and huggable objects there are just so many pages of scrawled doodles and splashes of colour.
Oh and other weird thing is that she's a fan of mine. I've met plenty of groupies and the like when I was running the Raging Beat but never dated them and seeing their rooms, well it takes some adjusting. Posters liberated from my old shows, a few bootleg t-shirts... well never got round to putting those together, maybe if I got bigger in Ibiza and every single plush that had managed to sneak under my radar. Those were my little brothers idea, really wasn't that fond of the notion but the little blighter is sneaky as hell. Caught him hocking them fairly often right after a big musical number.
The best part of Alouise` and a decent amount of girls is that when they are in lurve as she prefers to spell it, you wind up with a totally different girl from all the other guys shes been with or have their eye on her. To me Alouise` is a relatively clumsy and giggle-fiend of a girl, sweet to the core and never looking to mature because she'd have less fun that way. To the other guys, she's almost predatory at times, faux-french accent and a few choice phrases illiciting the common response all males have on hearing female french and falling at her feet willingly.
With me, she's just a bundle of fun. I win out.
---
Quite little raps of claw upon the bathroom door stole Reikos attention, softly spoken nearly emmy-winning apolegetic voice from his tribal girl. "Reiko honey. I'm sorry we just were curious, you don't show us it."
"You know I wasn't mad, but I'll let you see it after I'm done. Anything else?", he had a feeling there was a punch-line on the horizon, would just be rude not to give the feed line for it.
"Umm... Have you got to how well she bonks yet?"
"Away, go on!", enough clacks and that swinging backside hitting against a shelf from her not paying enough attention, the swears in four different languages... then quiet. Content that she was gone for now Reiko settled back into the entry.
---
Type of girl:
Hard one to classify, but taking all the broad elements there is no other way I could define Alouise` than as a life-time keeper, she's going to make your life so much more enjoyable with nothing more than a quiet little murmur as she falls asleep against your chest. Or not being able to avoid hopping on her toes when you say you've got her a gift. She's the type of girl that should never get hurt and if you're worthy of this Chicadex then the thought of it should never cross your mind. She's energetic, passionate and yet so delightfully innocent that it can be hard to believe she's a full activity lover that would never deem the horizontal mambo grody heheh.
Additional notes:
There are some old sayings along the lines of, to see your girls future, look to her mother. In Alouise`s case it isn't exactly true but you'd look at her mother anyway. Liza is an incredible woman, kept herself single and free during the full time she raised the beautiful chica I call my own, allowing Alouise to develop however she wanted and more importantly... No matter when or where, she can always be expected to deliver the most crushing embarassing blows to Alouise`s fake pride.
Liza is one of those brilliant Cool Mothers. Free and clear in mind and standards, she has that penchant for just wanting fun and nothing is really taboo with her, heck it was her that first asked if Alouise and I had shared a bed together. Then gave me a big hug and welcomed me to the family. Or immdiately letting it be known that Alouise... was simply called Louise, name inspired by Lizas own in a nice moment of justified ego. She'd brought her into the world naturally and had to give her the name of the best female she knew. In Lizas case that was herself and she's only exceeded that standard in the woman that Alouise` has become.
Even if you're trying for the short-term relationships future Whoever you can't just go ignoring the parents, you will never laugh so hard in your life as seeing two gorgeous examples of womanhood, one commenting how the younger one will inherit her boobs... and the younger one immediately sinking down low on your lab in absolute good natured humiliation.
Chicadex Entry Thirty-Four.
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"That'll do nicely."
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Pokemon
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