Into the inferno 3 (ITI III) AOE/splash damage
"smeargle." he shrugged, grinning sheepishly. "oh, no!" alex facepalmed, turning around on one foot and swearing under his breath. "you're kidding me... he's gone somewhere, hasn't he derrick?" "smeargle."
Showing Her Passion
Various debates we going about as people slipped out, leaving john to wait in his seat as he puzzled over a ticket he had been handed by a smeargle.
SHK 14: The Artist-Engineer Part I
"he brought in boucher and the smeargle didn't even have the bomb on him, boucher is too tired to move right now... and the machokes..."
Pokemon Breeding Guide: Scolipede
A glimpse into one room revealed a smeargle at work on what appeared to be a collection of campaign posters, a chatot synchronising its melody with a woman composing some slogan over a banner.
Masks We Wear
Dinner was had, a fire lit, and they settled on the couch by the tv with some episodes of smeargle sketchbook. a strange little drama about an artistic pokémon trying to communicate with their trainers through art.
Victini's Love chapter 17
Helen quickly assaulted one of the snowy giants with a blast of intense fire, while the smeargle and mienshao attacked the other. "may, distract him! indigo flamethrower!" the victini ordered.
Art Appreciation
There were a few other pok辿mon with their trainers, two were smeargle, so there was nothing unusual about me being there. neil's rather casual dress did stand out as everyone else was dressed smarter. the older they were, the smarter they were dressed.
Chapter Twelve
"y, yes... as far as i could tell, she had four pokéballs on her person; a cinccino, a smeargle, a mienshao, and a mismagius."
Virtually Real Chapter 69: Tatters
"zero the zeraora, ace the cinderace, dagger the chien pao, arty the smeargle-". "you're kidding, right?" kyle asked. "smeargle has to be one of the most worthless pokémon. even magicarp evolves into gyrados. smeargle doesn't evolve." "what moves?"
Amalgamation 3
The smeargle growled before opening it's mouth wide. everyone tensed when the sudden influx of pale gold energy began to emanate from the fused lips. 'he's insane! there's no way that he can get that attack off in time!'
Portrait Of A True Knight
Chevalet was a furfrou, sure, but her father was a smeargle, and she had inherited some of his traits beyond his ability to sketch replicas of just about anything she looked at.
When I Chose You 5 - We Travelled Beneath The Stars
[/i] the smeargle pushed him away to the other side of the rock.