Originally Posted by enchantress
"Poor Oddish..." Gamer C murmurs, somewhat amused. He observes the scene, debating on what he should do about it. Ignoring it would be just plain cruel, and the Gulpin might decide that the Oddish was too light a meal and go after him. Gamer C unclips a Pokeball from his belt and tosses it onto the ground. A flash of red light reveals his trusty Chikorita, all pumped up and energetic. Chuck takes a few seconds to enjoy the sun and its warmth before realizing that a Pokemon is getting devoured right before his very eyes. He turns to face the Gulpin, and a low growl rumbles from his throat. "Okay, Chuck," Gamer C commands "if you want to save one of your leafy friends, listen to me. Whistle a nice tune with a Grasswhistle to put the Gulpin to sleep and then use your Vine Whip to pull the Oddish out of Gulpin." Chuck, muttering something along the lines of, "How could a Gulpin think an Oddish was as small as a blueberry?", turns to face the Gulpin and Oddish, ready to attack.