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Sao Kasai rolled 1 20-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-20)
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 Posted: Sat Jul 03, 2010 4:52 pm
"Well... at least they aren't battling..." Nyx turned and swam over to the side of the pool and grabbed Newton's pokeball from the pile of balls on the towel. Out of all of her pokemon, really only Newton and Beaker enjoyed the water.
Free from the confines of his pokeball, Newton splashed down into the water and did his best impression of a jellyfish, letting the water move him along with his tassels dragging underneath the surface.
"Floon."
Drat! This was just what Beaker didn't want to happen! The Feraligatr had pulled ahead at the wall... if she wasn't built for defense rather than speed this wouldn't be happening! Beaker laid her ears flat against her head in an attempt to streamline.'
((14+2+1=17))
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Crimson Jazz rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Jul 03, 2010 5:03 pm
"That's true. I don't know how Artie would do in a real battle... He's only ever fought practice dummies, though he does seem to enjoy biting their heads off," Liam responded, making sure to stay upright while he spoke. This wasn't so hard to do as he was distracted by the other balloon Pokemon in the swimming pool. Pfeffa also seemed to enjoy his jellyfishy antics and jumped in after him. Of course, short of compressing herself completely flat she couldn't do more than float, she could entertain people by walking on water, due to her far superior buoyancy.
Artie didn't even bother looking back. He was ahead. Ahead enough that, were he a stupid Pokemon, he could slow down some just for sport. Unfortunately for Beaker, he wasn't stupid, and he had no intention of losing. His claws ripped through the water, propelling him faster and faster. He was, quite literally, in his element and loving it. He figured he only needed one final push to get him to the finish line, where he could gloat to his master all he wanted!
((12+2+9+14=37))
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Sao Kasai rolled 1 20-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Jul 03, 2010 5:08 pm
"Ehhh ehehe... heh... ehhh...." Nyx looked less than thrilled at the idea of Artie ripping the dummy's head off. It would be just her luck, Jen would force her to fight the Feraligatr as part of her new 'training regimen'.
"If Beaker loses this race, she'll probably want to go rip the head off of something, so that will be fun..."
Beaker cursed the heavy shell of hers, ever since she evolved she got stronger, but she also got slower. This gator was going to beat her and that just made her angry.
((14+2+1+3= 20))
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Posted: Sat Jul 03, 2010 5:23 pm
"Well, I mean, uh... he does, um, you know... prefer hugs?" Unfortunately, as Nyx spoke, Artie sped past him and into a wall, then back towards him again to give his master a huge reptilian hug, spinal cord cracking and all.
"Artie! You're crushing me... again!" Liam cried, wiggling about in his Pokemon's grasp. And he thought Artie was a handful as a Totodile!
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Posted: Sat Jul 03, 2010 5:40 pm
"Well... there goes my week." Nyx sighed as Beaker swam up to her. She didn't get a hug, she got the glares of an angry 3 foot tall turtle.
"Hey... uh... Sorry?" Nyx got a light watergun to the face. "Gha! Ok ok! We'll train more!"
Beaker nodded triumphantly and exited the pool. It seemed she was done swimming for now. She didn't want to train with her rival watching her.
"Ahh... apparently we're done for now." Nyx returned Newton to his pokeball. "Have fun with Artie, Liam." She smiled and hoisted herself out of the pool. "I think they'll have to have a rematch some time." Nyx wrapped the towel around her waist and looked over at her somewhat sulky Wartortle.
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Posted: Sat Jul 03, 2010 6:38 pm
"O-oh! I'm sorry! is Artie making a mess of things again?" Liam asked as Nyx climbed out of the pool. "And y-yeah, definitely. I bet I can fatten Artie up some and slow him down. He does love his Poffins..." he laughed, but the nervousness was back. Artie had once again managed to get someone, or something mad at him, which meant he would have to be extra nice to get on this Wartortle's good side.
Though Artie had no intention of apologizing, he didn't want to see Beaker go. He had a wonderful plaything to swim with, even if he did allow himself to get a bit competitive.
... Oh well, back to swimming. With a splash of water in Beaker and Nyx's direction, he dived back down again to feel the cool water around him. Who needed to hang out with a sore loser anyway... right? Well, maybe...
Liam clung to the edge of the pool long enough to wave Nyx and Beaker off before turning back to Artie.
"Why'd you have to go and do that, Artie? I guess this means you get extra training!" These were either the wrong words or the right words, because Artie scooped his trainer up and positioned himself underneath Liam so he could take him for a ride around the pool.
((Fin~))
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