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Type: Fire
Number: #078
Average height: 3'3"
Average Weight: 66.1 lbs
Species: Fire Horse
Gender: Finnagin is Male
Weaknesses: Ground, Rock And Water
Abilities: Flash Fire, Run away
Evolves to: Final Form

Hp: **
Attack: ****
Defense: ***
Special Attack: ****
Special Defense: **
Speed: *****

Pokemon -> Child
2 Weeks Time: Oct 16/12 -> Oct 30th/12
1 Journal Set Up : Done <3
1 Decision on Gender: Male <3
1 RP with another Pokemon: X
1 Solo rp: X
1 Receiving a Star from Jirachi: X

Reserved for Halloween Entry

"Come on, Finn," Jay called over her shoulder, ducking under a branch as she made her way through the trees.

Today's adventure included running into a bunch of Magnemites, attracted to the Blitzle's charge, who also had a whole bunch of junk attached to them. Intrigued, the two Pokemon pals had asked where all this stuff had come from, and it was explained to them that the humans had started a junk yard a little ways into the forest. It was to keep any foul smells from polluting the town, but it was riddled with nifty things that the people had just thrown away! Can you believe that?

Well, of course that meant Jay and Finn had to go check it out.


Fin was always two steps ahead or behind his best friend Jay, it was hard to explain his frame of mind as the ponyta was an excitable type. Right now he was pulling things off the magnamites and allowing them to zoom back into place with a loud CLANK. The magnamites didn't seem to mind as he did this repeatedly, the horse then bursting into snorts and laughs with each loud crash. He nearly ran into Jay whilst he was distracted in this manner.

"We almost there Jay?"


The rare smirk crossed Jay's face as she watched her friend, and she sighed and shook her head, doing a two-step to get out of Finn's way while he was distracted from where he was going. Looking up at the Magnemite's, they danced in a happy sort of way...making as if they were pointing in the right direction before taking off into the sky, off on their own adventure.

"I think so...looks like it's just beyond these trees," the Blitzle responded to her best friend.

Sure enough, perhaps after another minute or two of walking...there it was. It was a decent size, and even though it was knew there were already small mountains of junk that had been piled up behind the chain-link fence that marked off the property. Sparks jumped between the spikes of Jay's mane as her excitement grew, her normally half-closed eyes popping at the sight.

"Oh...wow, look at all that stuff"


Fin gave a skittering of hooves along the ground as he turned to face the place they had come to. Sure it..didn't smell great but WOW there was just so much stuff...EVERYWHERE. This was even better than the candy they had managed to get at halloween! Trotting forward he nosed a empty box, wondering just what it had been for.

"Wow humans sure do throw a lot of stuff away...what do you think this was for?" He inquired as he continued to nudge the container...that was actually a old fashioned metal lunch box along the ground.


Jay was definitely more careful about where she was stepping, if just to make sure that she wouldn't step into something...unpleasant. Like whatever the glop of mush was that was dangerously close to where Finn was pushing that metal box.

"Don't know," she said, a little sneer on her face, and she nudged her head into his shoulder, trying to get him to go around...whatever that was.

"Please watch where you step, Finn?" Jay begged, suddenly distracted by something shiny. "Hey...what's that?"


"Huh?" Fin stated as he lifted his head, obviously completely oblivious to the goop that Jay was trying to get him to avoid. His attention quickly drawn to whatever it was that Jay had noticed.

"What are you looking at?" He inquired trotting over happily as he shoved his head down to the ground noticing a spring that he pressed a hoof against and marveled at how it bounced back.


Trotting after the Ponyta, whatever it was that Jay had spotted was up a bit higher than their heads. As Finn stopped, she moved up beside him and craned her neck, trying to see.

"Can't...tell," she mused, before sizing up how tall Finn was in comparison to the object. The reach wouldn't be too much of a stretch, if she had something to stand on.

"Hold still," she commanded, jumping to put her front hooves on Finn's back.

Oh, yes. Much easier now; reaching again, can you believe she actually managed to catch the spike of her mane against the rounded side? It wobbled, but just barely.

"Finn, shuffle forward. I've almost got it."


Fin shifted under her sudden weight. What the? Oh! Looking up the ponyta finally got what she was doing and he wondered if he stood up REAL tall if he would be more helpful. And so that was what he did, he stood up real tall like, he felt every muscle tense under his body and he was trembling slightly with the effort.

"Ah you almost got i...t Jay?" he inquired hopeful that she was close enough now.


"A-almost," the Blitzle answered...just a little...more...

Snagged! Jay manged to hit whatever the shiny was with her spike again, and it teetered backwards before falling forward. Nearly bouncing off of Finn's back, she snagged what turned out to be a leather strap in her teeth...and was on the ground before she realized trash was in her mouth and she promptly spit it out.

'It' landed on the ground with a thud, the bronze aviator goggles glinting dully in the sun. Really, probably other than needing a good scrub...they weren't in terrible condition.


Turning his head as he felt something bounce against his flank he waited until she had gotten off before turning around looking all excited to see what it was she had discovered. Eyes shining his ears and expression drooped when the item was no longer in her mouth. Though that energy was quickly replaced when he realized it had 'fallen' to the ground. Taking a few steps back he tilted his head looking it over.

Finnagin was still trying to think of how he could fix up Jay's watch. He really wanted to make it special for her, since she had found him such magnificent goggles. Hmming and hawing about it more didn't help as he felt rather frustrated by his limitations of ..hooves. Not just hooves though, the lack of fingers was the primary annoyance. But....the bigger question would be..how could he get the watch away from her? Without asking for it..or stealing it.

Laying in the forest he tilted his head looking up through the branches and seeing how the sun dappled through the leaves. It was going to get cold out, the weather was changing another fantastic thing to watch and study as the leave would morph and then fall off the tree. Didn't the tree's need the leaves? He honestly didn't know enough and part of him craved to know. He was never cold in the winter due to being a fire pokemon, but he liked it when it was warmer....snow got really cold when it just melted and clung to your fur.

Thinking on it there had been times where Jay and Fin had to huddle for warmth, he didn't mind and was more than willing to share his cave with her. Actually his ears laid back on his head as he thought of Jay, recalling their first encounter before he shook his head and went to stand up. Its the past, and they were good good friends now. Best of friends in fact.

Trotting forward he puzzled over his problem, which was of course how to get the watch he didn't realize he was wandering close to the junk yard again. Despite the smell he found that the yard had a lot of neat things there. Lifting his head he moved towards the area, then found himself drifting...drifting off to the left.

Finnagin wasn't even sure why he was going in this direction, ears pricked forward he snuffled the air, smelling the junk yard smell and something that was like....old wood. And oil.....and metal. Trotting forward he jolted when he accidentally knocked something over, feeling a bit stupid as he realized it was just a can he had knocked a hoof into. Giving a chuckle and a roll of his eyes he continued forward, stopping short when suddenly a rather run down shack of a building loomed into view.

Everything about it screamed run down and ...broken, the ceiling was made of tin..or..some sheet metal layered. The window was boarded up, though pieces of it was sagging. The door was off its top hinge and hung awkwardly. Old tires lay against the walls as if offering it support, as well many boxes.

Finnagin's eyes widened as he took it all in. To his eyes it was the most wonderful place he had ever seen. Coming up to it slowly he nudged the door open wider, where it screeched in protest but moved just the same. Inside there was a bench, and ..tools. Wonderful magical tools. A wrench! And..and...a screwdriver! Was that...YES IT WAS A HAMMER!! Everything in this place was...so..magnificent! Gathering up the pieces of tools and putting them in a pile. There was a lot of dust being stirred as he did this, it also caused a lot of sneezing.

Shaking his head he found his eyes were stinging from the dust that he was causing to cloud int he air around him, using a foreleg to rub his face he felt the goggles on his head shift...and suddenly they were...popping off his head and clattering on the ground. His ear pricked forward in surprise and his watery eyes tried to peer on the ground to see where his goggles had fallen. A hoof moved forward gently nudging around looking for it. Where was it? Had..it really fallen that far?

Panic was starting to rise, his eyes were watering and he couldn't tell one thing from another. WAIT. Was that it? Under the...table? He went to get it and something...heavy landed on his rump. Jolting him he jerked his head up and smashed it into the under side of the table. Stars filled his vision and as he stumbled backwards from under the table he looked to see what had hit him.

"O..h.oooh! It..ju..just..an..another...s...ta..a.r.." HE managed his eyes landing on a much bigger star before he felt his eyes close and his body collasp to the ground.