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 Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 2:56 pm
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Here is where you post up your entries, posting them on the main thread means they will be ignore.
FTW?! Looking through the multiple changing screens, Nudo found something strange.... A group of bulbasaurs and charmanders being mind control to plug and unplug cables from ceiling-to-floor wall-to-wall full of plugs. It look like what phone operators did some decades ago.  The only difference that instead of sending phone calls through, they were sending electric pulses through the ground. While the charmanders grabbed onto the cables and pull them out. Menudo had no idea why they would do this, but understood one thing, that they needed to help these Pokemon! He sent a message to Royale to tell the pokemons while he hacked the door open.  This is going to go slightly different. Anyone that want to try out for this pokemon need to respond to the prompt. If you are trying for a bulbasaur, you need to post this along with your responce:  POKEBALL GO!!If you are trying for a charmander, you need to post this along with your responce: POKEBALL GO!!Yes, you may try for both, but you need to post both pokeballs color fonts. The responses have to be something longer then a paragraph, but shorter then a novel! Be creative and have fun. Prompt The door is open, but the bulbasaurs and charmander are being control by individual machines across the room. Your pokemon has to figure out the following: - How to sneak across without alerting the bulbasaurs/charmanders (or they will attack) - OR attack and knock out ALL of the bulbasaurs/charmander unconscious. - They also have to dodge the cables that are pulsing electricity out randomly. - Go up one of the machines and somehow stop it. It has an internal battery, so unplugging it is out of the question. Your best bet is destroying it (long range attacks do not work on them) So the others can continuo rping as if this has passed already and the mods don't missed anyone, we are asking that you post your entry here You are 2 and half hours to write and post up your entries. |
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:18 pm
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Well... Daybreak had no idea what she was looking at. A bunch of Bulbasaurs and Charmanders fiddling with wires, sure, but for what purpose? She stared intently at them from a distance, trying to figure the first question out. And also to see if they were doing this against their will or not.
The blank eyes on their face told her that they were being mind controlled. She was a bit disappointed by that. If they were really Rocket Pokemon, then she would have no issue with knocking them out. But they were innocent. They wouldn't deserve any punishment for being captured.
Hissing under her breath, she took some time to make a plan. Dashing through was not an option. Daybreak had to be careful of the indoctrinated Pokemon and the electrified wires. And figure out how to destroy that machine. It was apparently resistant to psychic attacks, as she had found already.
After mapping the dangers that were posed in this room, she was ready. The Espeon focused all her psychic energy into creating a strong Light Screen that surrounded her.
Dashing through was her plan all along. She ran into the chaos, the fire and grass attacks bouncing harmlessly off the barrier. It didn't cover her feet, however, so she had to jump over the wires that tried to stop her by spurting electricity.
Daybreak made it across though. She panted heavily and paused, even though she knew that her work wasn't over. Getting through the room was only the first part of the mission. Now she had to disable the machine.
Her plan for that was easier, but more dangerous. The psychic energy she used to create the Light screen was volatile. It was hard to keep it up, but easy to shift into one concentrated area. And that area was a small space inside the machine...
KABOOOOOM!
The energy rapidly expanded, destroy the mechanical parts as it went and eventually destroyed it completely in a deafening explosion. And the machine wasn't the only thing effected. All the Charmanders and the Bulbasaurs and one Espeon went flying across the room and fell into a motionless heap.
Daybreak had to quickly conjure another, much weaker barrier, so she wouldn't faint from the explosion. Exhausted, she struggled to get onto her feet and look over the damage she had done.
Mission complete. No doubt the Rockets would've noticed, but she could care less. She barely had enough energy to drag herself out of the room and report to Menudo. And after that, a night in the bedroom sounded like a good idea.
POKEBALL GO!!
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:21 pm
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Merlin saw the doors swing open and made a face that resembled what would happen if hot plastic got stuck in a moving fan. Mind control was the one ghost attribute he disliked, and this was as appalling as the room he just left. One thing was certain, he needed to do something. He then remembered he had stored inside him not only the half eaten bag of candies, but a safari ball as well. Silently, he wafted across the room, only to have a bolt of electricity nearly miss him. "Good Giratina what in the Hall's Na-" Merlin was stopped as a jet of flame singed his "hair" tips. Great, his cursing had alerted the enslaved Pokemon. One he could take, maybe, but not all four! The electricity arching from the floor didn't help either.
In a near panic, Merlin flew in an erratic pattern, loosing glowing orbs of darkness at the lizard quartet. Too concentrated on the attacking pokemon, he didn't notice when he hit up against a machine in the back. Well, he didn't notice until one of the bulbasaur got the brilliant idea to use vine whip against the dodgy ghost, rending the machine in two and giving the little grass type an almost cartoon like jolt, knocking him unconscious and giving the blub on its back a crispy look.
Merlin laughed. He was so tempted to say how he simply loved fried lettuce, but the current crowd didn't seem too interested in a running cometary from the little ghost. Running cometary, that gave him an idea! He started up, "The ghost type is, as you might guess, different from you little corporeals..." Merlin dodged an angry fire fang from one charmander as it crashed into the already broken machine and, much in the way I have always imagined confusion from swagger to work, knocked itself out.
The remaining two Pokemon were about to learn that their companions were the lucky ones. "As I was saying," Merlin continued, engaging in what was effectively a very long winded version of the lecture he gave Pastel. It was only a matter of minutes before the remaining two either fell asleep or, more likely, knocked themselves out to stave of the boredom.
"Ah," Merlin said proudly, "Mischief Managed." Merlin floated up above the charmander on the broken machine, then attempted to float up and out, forgetting the solidness of the ceiling. Upon impact, both his Safari Ball fell out and onto the charmander AND his bag of fruity candies fell to the floor, scattered all across the room.Pokeball G-OWCH *muffled cursing*
Pokeball GO EVEN THOUGH IT DOESN'T FIT WITH THE STORY!
(If it's for Raffle Only, disclude if it is an RP contest.) |
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:33 pm
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Tassel was freaking out. She had no reason to, but she did when under pressure. She looked at them, dazed, and started to try and figure out if they were under mind control
"Okay. If that machine is controlling them, the might be under mind control. So, Let's see if I can't get over there quietly. After all, they are very nice looking pokemon." She said, sneaking by the door, coming to the first cable. She sighed and used Bounce. She bounced up to the ceiling, bouncing off of it.
"That was almost.. to easy." She scoffed, brushing her pel. She stepped to turn around, tripping and falling over. "Ouch!" She said, loud enough for one particular bulbasaur to hear, as it walked over towards the Buneary. Tassel blinked as it came at her with Vine whip. She bounced into the air, hitting the ceiling, coming back down with a dizzy punch, smacking it on the head, knocking it out cold, She then turned around to the machines, looking at them with wide eyes, looking to see if there was a cable she could use. She sighed, taking a step back. It was futile.
"Nothing. I'll have to destroy it." She said, taking a breath in, and creating an ice beam. Come on. A little more power and it will probably destroy on impact.. She thought to herself, letting the ice beam go. The Ice Beam hit the machine hard, freezing it.
"Okay. Now to use dizzy punch." Tassel said, usuing dizzy punch, running at the machine, and hitting it hard. The Machine started to malfunction, creating electric sparks that went everywhere. Tassel kept punching it with her Dizzy Punch, and the Machine Exploded, sending Tassel flying backwards, crashing into a wall.
"Well. That Machines destroyed. I think I'll be fine now." She said, smiling. Menudo would certainly be proud of her for that.
POKEBALL GO!!
POKEBALL GO!! |
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:35 pm
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Having been about to indulge on a feast of food that he had found in one of the rooms, Tank was pulled away by disterbing info.
Apparently there were zombified Pokemon, being forced to do some sort of bidding against their will.
Their minds were lost to the control of another, and they had no chance of braking their trance on their own.
Quickly scurring out of the food filled room, Tank paused in the hallway.
Sitting on his haunches he sniffed the air, closing his eye's.
Little ears squivled trying to pick up any odd sounds.
A faint sound of electrical charges shortening, could be heard.
Bounding forward, little paws scrapping on the ground, Tank quickly found himself outside of the newly opened door.
Peeking in cautiously, his nose twitching, Tank caught scent of the controlled Pokemon.
Two Charmander and Bulbasaur.
The cords on the ground hissed angrily, snapping sparks here and there.
He flinched slightly, but took a feeble step in.
Ruby eye's squinted as he absorbed the situation.
Concocting a plan in his mind, he nodded to himself, and puffed himself up for encouragement.
Staying close to the walls, he trotted along silently, his eye's constantly going from each of the zombie like Pokemon.
Pausing to collect himself, he took a deep breath and rushed the first Pokemon.
Staying directly behind the first Charmander, he stayed ever so careful as to avoid it's tail and not let it catch it's scent.
Leaping to the next Charmander, Tank did the same, hoping to the Bulbasaur's and repeating.
Finally getting close to the machine, Tank poised himself behind the last Bulbasaur.
Raising his tail, it began to glow in a blinding light.
The brain controlled Pokemon noticed immedeatly as the glowing also was accompanied by a "power up" sound.
With haste, Tank's little paws scrambled quickly and he rushed the machine doing a mighty Steel Tail on it with all his might.
The impact caused a mighty explosion also had a bright blinding light, causing Tank and the other Pokemon to be blown back.
Pausing from the blast, Tank blinked his eye's, his HP taking a bit of a toll from the explosion.
Standing up warily, he shook himself. As the smoke cleared he saw that the mind controlled Pokemon had fainted.
Glancing next to him, he saw the Poke Ball, and snatched it with his paws.
Carefully biting it into his teeth, he trotted over to one of the Charmander's.
Placing the Ball down, Tank nudged it against the Charmander, causing the ball to enlarge and open a beam leaping out and absorbing the Charmander within.
POKEBALL GO!!
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:35 pm
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Aries saw what was happening behind the door and wasn't sure if he was impressed or appalled. The Pokemon didn't seem to be in any immediate danger (unless they somehow touched an electric cable unknowingly) but he hated to see the Pokemon used in this manner. Sure, he did whatever Black asked him to, but at least his trainer was always there, looking out for him!
He studied the large piece of machinery as best he could from this angle, trying to figure out the best way to stop both the machines controlling the Pokemon and the machine they appeared the be feeding energy into. If he simply knocked all of them unconscious he could easily deal with the large machine with that done. Otherwise, he'd have to attack the machine before the Pokemon even noticed him. If the other Pokemon they had encountered were any indication, these guys wouldn't like him in their room, held against their will or not.
He decided the quickest course of action would be to just knock these guys out. They looked overworked enough... he shouldn't have too many problems, even though the Charmanders could easily resist his Fire attacks.
He held his head high, walked into the room and immediately aimed a Flamethrower at the closest Bulbasaur. It went down quickly, weakened or not. The other one quickly responded with Leech Seed, keeping him rooted to the spot. The Charmanders each aimed their own Flamethrowers at him which, fortunately, managed to burn away the roots threatening to bind him. With a shake of his body he jumped back, getting the second Bulbasaur with yet another Flamethrower. Two out of commission. He quickly turned to Leer at the Charmanders, both of which stopped with his gaze, slightly taken aback by the look he gave them. He hit the first with a full run and a Take Down and bounced off, into the other. This one, the last in the room, hit him with some Scratches of his very own. He was already starting to feel the strain from his attacks, which was good enough for him. He jumped back, hit the last Charmander with another of his Take Down, this time landing right below one of the large machines. This seemed as good a place as ever to take down the whole thing. He backed up again and kept the machine in his sight. some of the wires the Bulbasaurs and Charmanders had been holding were string out on the ground, but they were far enough away that he put them out of his mind. He summoned up his best fire, sprinted as fast as he could, and hit the machine dead on with a Flame Wheel, causing it to smolder and smoke. He hoped he had knock enough wires loose that way, because he had no intention of trying again.
He stopped and turned. There they were... just laying there, unconscious. He should at least try to get them out of here!
He grabbed the Pokeball he had been carrying with him and tossed it towards the group of them, huddled relatively closely on the floor. | POKEBALL GO!! | POKEBALL GO!! |
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:42 pm
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As the door slid open, Rebecca's tub of ice cream hit the floor with a soft thwok. Melted vanilla cream began to drip on to the floor.
"...Arceus' breath...what are they doing?"
The remark was mostly to herself, and soft enough that over the crackle and buzz of machinery and electrical pulses the enslaved Pokémon couldn't hear her. Rebecca stared for some moments, trying to work out exactly what was going on. Was this some sort of psychological experiment? The Bulbasaurs shocking the Charmanders, and the Charmanders trying to avoid being shocked? Whatever it was, it was both terribly cruel and highly unusual - and cruel and unusual experiments called for drastic measures.
Turning a little towards the other Pokémon, Rebecca gave them a look of grim determination.
"Leave the sneaking around to the masters of surprise," she murmured, and slowly faded out of view.
Floating into the room was slower in stealth mode. It didn't make her completely invisible, and it took up a lot of energy. Both of these contributed to her moving at a rather slower rate than normal. Luckily for her she was floating rather than walking, so the electrical pulses in the floor weren't a problem. Unluckily, bolts of electricity were arcing back and forth in a seemingly random manner from the cables the Charmander were pulling out: those could hit her, and if they did they'd do a lot of damage. She did her best to reserve some strength for a last minute dodge.
She got all the way over to the closest machine without being struck when a searing arc of electricity came much too close to comfort. It was like standing too close to an arc welder, or getting within range of a van de Graaf generator - she almost felt the air ionising as the miniature lightning bolt shot past. Dodging desperately, she felt herself fade back into full view. Crap! She froze, hoping that nothing would spot her before she could mostly vanish again -
"...cha-aar..."
One of the two Charmanders, mumbling nonsense, looked directly at her. Rebecca closed her eyes to keep the glow in and hoped her camouflage would be enough. She didn't need to breathe. Even if she had needed to she wouldn't've. It might well, given the state of that poor Charmander, have been her last.
"...charrrr..."
The Charmander's head suddenly snapped around, its eyes glowing briefly in response to an unspoken command, and dived towards another cable. Seeing her chance for escape, Rebecca dropped her cloak of stealth and shot in through the side of the machine. Safe!
...But now what?
The innards of the control device were a mass of wires, circuit boards, multiple-core processors and whirring fans that didn't quite keep them cool enough. Had Rebecca been capable of sweating, she might well have caused the whole thing to short out there and then. As it was, she'd have to be a bit more creative. Thankfully, she had plenty of experience from playing pranks on unpleasant people with expensive computers...
...Right - enough evil glee; time to consider the situation. If she bit through any of those wires she'd get a swift lesson as to Why We Don't Poke Our Paws Into Electric Sockets. Trying to mess with the processors probably wouldn't stop it; given there were so many, she suspected some were backups. She could stop the cooling fans and make it overheat...no, that would take too long and the results were too unpredictable. Her best bet seemed to be to find the power supply, get hold of it and rip it out. Was there enough space in here to do that? Hopefully so - she'd only need to shift it by half an inch for the connection to go - but first, of course, she had to find it.
Floating through the inside of the machine as quickly as she could, Rebecca hunted for something that resembled a battery. She peeped into every component she didn't recognise, finding several dedicated processors of unknown sorts, two logic units, one very dusty heat sink and - finally - what seemed to be a battery. It smelled horrible. All the more reason for it to go! She latched on to it with her teeth, being careful to avoid the wires, and heaved. Just her luck, the wretched thing didn't budge. Growling quietly at it, she shook her head from side to side in an attempt to wiggle it loose and then gave it one sharp tug.
FZZZKT - weeeyooooo....
The whirring of the fans slowed to a halt, and several little LEDs went out. Rebecca grinned with triumph around the dislodged battery. She'd done it! Now she just had to get out of here before the Bulbasaurs came over to find out what was amiss...
"...saaaaUUUUR!"
Too late. With a whimper of dismay, Rebecca shot out of the machine at speed - somehow managing to avoid detection - and lobbed her Pokéball blindly behind her in the hope of stopping something dangerous in its tracks. The confused "chaar?" that came after the doink! of Pokéball striking target told her she'd missed. Oh no. Now she'd gone and slowed up a potential ally - and the Bulbasaurs were mighty suspicious! Hopefully somebody else would deal with their machine quickly and save her ghostly rear!
POKEBALL GO!!
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:43 pm
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Buddy looked at the strange situation taking place before his eyes. So, from what Royale told him and several others, the machines had to be destroyed in order to help these Pokémons. He tilted his head, uneasy: it was the first time he was facing Pokémons that could act on their own. He felt pity for them, and decided it would be best to help them this time.
How to reach the machines? He certainly couldn’t take care of all the critters himself. Sneaking across was a good alternative. Let’s get rolling again, then.
As a ball, he rolled slowly in direction of the machines. Going fast wouldn’t do him much good. He was however pretty much blind while curled up, so he was doing his best to stay near the wall, behind the victims of the mind control. He could at least sense a bit of their pressure on the floor to guess their exact location.
Suddenly, he felt a sharp burn over a tiny surface of his armoured body. It was the electric shock sent by a nearby cable. Being a Ground type, he escaped the worst part of the electric pulse, but he didn’t want to feel his whole body burning. Buddy therefore started bouncing a little, just enough to jump over the cable, and luckily enough, he dodged most of the electricity. He was so silent and harmless in appearance that nor the Bulbasaurs nor the Charmanders left their odd task to take care of it.
He touched the surface of a machine. The Sandshrew stuck a short muzzle and two eyes out of his body. Huh. So, how was he supposed to destroy these?
Buddy considered briefly peeing on them. He quickly gave up the idea because he hadn’t drunk in a while, not because it was disgusting, mind you.
When you’re small and that all you’ve got are claws, what do you do? He almost cursed out loud, but he didn’t want to get any attention from the slaves.
Oh, wait, right, Ground type, almost-absolute immunity to electricity, all that jazz. He grinned. Time to be the hero! In an instant, the ball became a Sandshrew with sharp claws, which he threw into a plug with all his might, hoping to destroy the circuits inside. “Ground type rules, suckers! Slash attack!”
What he didn’t take in account, however, is that his attack was pretty much suicidal in that while electricity didn’t hurt him directly, explosions could. Immediately, a burst of smoke and fire burned his paw and face, while the rest of the machine started suffering a short circuit. Another explosion was probably imminent. “Oh s**t that burns that burns that BURNS”, he screamed as he rolled back to the other side of the room at full speed, too fast to be targeted by the confused Pokémons’ attacks. Note to self: find water, no matter how much it is gonna hurt, and never ever stick claws in an electrical device again.
Behind him, a Safari Ball rolled, in the opposite direction.
POKEBALL GO!!
POKEBALL GO!!
[Note: I am logging out soon. If I'm lucky and get selected, I will take whatever is left, Charmander or Bulbasaur alike.]
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:46 pm
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Crescent looked up with an ice cube still in her mouth towards the room that had just been revealed. Closing her mouth to keep her ice from melting too much, the glaceon’s eyes narrowed to try to figure out what the pokemon in the room were doing. Rising to her feet, she padded towards the room to get a better look. Spotting the four pokemon slaving away at the switchboard, she looked past them towards the machinery in the background. The dead look in the pokemon’s eyes gave her the explanation she needed, but how to help the poor creatures?! As she continued to flip her ice around in her mouth, an idea came to her.
When she had been in the wild, she had often practiced concentrating her ice and water attacks to produce a slide of ice. It had often been for purely entertainment purposes, but it gave her an idea on how to get past the mind-controlled pokemon without them hearing her footsteps. Padding softly as close to the door as she felt she could safely get, Crescent lowered her head to the floor and started producing ice. Raising her head up slowly, she built more and more layers of ice, aiming some of it to spread across the floor behind the working pokemon, making a slide of ice. She was also careful to craft the ice slide around the cables on the ground, avoiding their broken ends. Looking over to make sure the pokemon hadn’t noticed her quite production, Crescent climbed up onto the top of the slide. Taking a breath as quietly as she could, the snow pokemon started to slide down towards one of the machines, hoping that if she could freeze one to the point of not functioning, the freed pokemon would help her with the other.
When she successfully slid to a stop in front of the bulbasaur’s machine, she started filling any hole she could find with ice, and breathing icy wind, as quietly as she could, over the front of the machine in general. It took some time, but slowly the machine’s lights started to dim, and the whirring inside of it ground to a halt.
POKEBALL GO!!
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:46 pm
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Miu's eyes widened as she saw the scene in front of her and her heart went out to the poor pokemon unter the mind control. Things seemed to be getting worse and worse behind each door, and she had to do something to help them. Unfortunately, the only option she could come up with to free them were to knock them out and attempt to capture them in pokeballs. The Bulbasaurs would be simple; she was fire and they were grass, they'd be out cold with only a couple of hits. The Charmanders, however, were going to be harder to deal with, but their damage wouldn't be as bad to tak hits from. Taking a deap breath, she quickly calculated her best stratagy, then entered the room quietly, sneaking through the back of the room.
Making her way quietly, she used a Confuse Ray on the two Charmanders, then hit both of the bulbasaurs with a Flamethrower. With both of the grass pokemon knocked out, however, the plugs that were being pulled were no longer being pulged back in. Keeping light on her feet, she lept and dodged the electricly charged plugs. The Charmanders were throwing attacks left and right, some of them hitting each other, some of them nearly hitting her, and some of them hitting the machine.
Miu's attention was suddenly turned to the machine as it rumbled and her eyes widened. Using another Flamethrower attack, she gave the final blow, causing the machine to overheat and explode. The explosion knocked out the remaining charmanders and quickly, Miu threw a pokeball she'd been carying on her from the day before at the knocked out forms of pokemon through the dust and smoke. She'd have no idea if she cought one until the smoke cleared.
POKEBALL GO!//POKEBALL GO! |
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 3:59 pm
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 Enide waddled around aimlessly. Now this was getting boring. The Death Room wasn't as special as she thought it would be. It was empty. A better word would be void actually, there was something uncomfortably eerie about it.
Back to the murkrow's aimless wandering, she stumbled upon another open door. She hadn't seen this one yet. Peeking around the corner of the doorway, the cackle of electricity was very noticeable.
But there were pokemon in there, messing with wires. That didn't look any fun. All of the pokemon currently had their backs to the doorway, Enide couldn't see that their eyes were blank. A dead give-away for a pokemon that was being mind-controlled.
"Hey what's with you guys-"
A charmander slowly turned her way. Enide quickly hid against the wall before it saw her. Oh, but she saw it's eyes. She had seen eyes like that once before.
What to do, what to do...Oh. Charge straight into the room, of course.
Enide glided quickly into the room, her body cackling with her own electricity. Before the pokemon had time to react she unleashed a paralyzing Thunder Wave attack at the pokemon. A razor leaf and a flamethrower had time to burn and cut a few of the feathers on her head, but soon all the pokemon in the room were paralyzed.
There was still the matter of the thrashing cables and cackling electricity. The room stank of it now.
Enide worked quickly, in case the paralysis decided to wear off soon. She beat her wings in front of the main machine, working up an Icy Wind attack to freeze the machine solid. The room chilled quickly, as did the machine. A quick Dark Pulse rippled from the murkrow and shattered the frozen device, also knocking down one of the bulbasaurs that had managed to get out of the paralysis quickly.
POKEBALL(S) GO!!
POKEBALL(S) GO!! |
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 4:09 pm
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Penners didn't have much at her disposal and she knew it. In all her time as a battle-abused rental, she'd never so much as glimpsed a TM let alone the elusive and powerful HM. Luckily, she hadn't spent as much time as that first day chewing through various Rocket items and apparel. She bared her teeth at the nefarious room, her prime weapon was in prime condition! But how to use it...
She knew the black vines were not to be taken lightly, others had already felt their sting and it didn't look pleasant. The machines were too large and daunting, and even if she could chew a hole, she didn't know how those things worked. How would she disable it?
She took a deep breath, recalling days of battle royal trials pitting her and numerous other pokemon against each other. They were brutal and nothing she ever wanted to relive, but it might be the only way.
Once her mind was made, she didn't hesitate. She dashed to and fro, weaving her way among the wires. Their sting lashed her whenever she got too close, but hardly slowed her at all. The first bulbasaur didn't stand a chance. She dropped him with hyper fang and left him dazed. Both charmanders turned with blank looks on their faces, identifying a possible threat, and beginning to close on her. She darted to the left one and laid him flat with super fang. That charmander shook its head, looking confused. Somehow the shock of the blow had temporarily freed the charmander's mind. In a fit of rage he turned his attack away from Penners and assaulted the electric board of wires. Despite being controlled, he knew what he'd been doing and its purpose. He systematically began cutting power to wires.
The other bulbasaur looked up from her work and sent lashing vines out to the mind-freed charmander. Penners didn't let any of it deter her from her goal as she unleashed a duo of quick attacks. It wasn't enough to clear his mind, is tail blazed in an ember attack which knocked Penners into a bundle of now-dead wires. The first bulbasaur recovered from Penner's first attack and turned to help the female bulbasaur in her assult of one charmander. This left Penners and the second charmander to each other.
The battle raged on, the mind-freed charmander easily took out one bulbasaur by taking advantage of its weakness to fire. The battle raged on until Penners was the only one left. She panted and nursed her bruised and battered body. It was then she remembered the safari balls. If any of te four pokemon came to - even on the she'd been able to temporarily free, it too had once more fallen sway to the mind control - then tey would once again be a threat. Now that they were subdued, it would be a simple matter for her and her fellows to seal them away.
Let the ball-throwing chaos ensue!
POKEBALL GO!!
POKEBALL GO!!
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Posted: Thu Jun 25, 2009 4:14 pm
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Snookie watched the screen that Menudo was looking at, where the bulbasaurs and charmander; moments later the door to that very room opened.
As quietly as he could, he floated over behind them, wondering what they were doing. It was strange, indeed. The pokemon were totally unaware of his presence for they were fixated on their work.
Several of the electric plugs came flying towards him, still sparking, caused the shiny mew to create a barrier around him, deflecting the cords and fall harmlessly onto the ground.
However, those electric cords were not going to be unattended for long. Snookie knew these pokemon were not acting normally and somehow the holey wall was the cause of it.
Snookie used Thunder Wave, paralyzing the pokemon. Afterwards, the shiny mew used Metronome.
Moving his paws from side to side, and before anyone knew it, one of the machines exploded.
POKEBALL GO!!
POKEBALL GO!!
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