Everything turned hazy when Theo watched his litwick's amusing attempt to dance. His surrounding was distorting and even Midnight stopped dancing to run back toward Theo. >"Wha- what's happening!?"< she exclaimed while clinging herself onto Theo's shoulder. After that sentence everything blurred and he felt very sleepy. Not good, he mustn't fall asleep here is what he thought, but his consciousness kept on slipping him.
... Theo had a very restless sleep, the moment he was aware that he was asleep, he jerked awake and alert. "Where are we?" His eyes quickly darted to take on his surrounding. He saw a peaceful huge tree and some orbs hanging on the branches. >" Not sure, but it isn't good place"< Midnight replied, she had climbed to her usual place, perched on Theo's shoulder.
The place began to distort again, replacing the safe haven into that of nightmare. Theo knew this one place, it bore semblance when he encountered the nightmare's shadow. Across him stood not a Doppler of his pokemon, but rather himself. When the blond boy turned, Theo paled at the sight of the boy's face. It was like seeing a mirror of his father. Hard,cold eyes and cruel smile was all he could see on the boy's face, none of his mother's kindness. On the boy's feet strewn broken and bloodied pokeball. "No" Theo whispered "You are wrong, that's not how I look like" his eyes couldn't leave the boy no matter how he denied its existence. Seeing himself as he dreaded himself to be was much more harder to deny. It was something he knew after all, how much he resembled his own father. He refused the life they led him to. The future that was drawing nearer everyday.
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Ada would rub her temples as she was roused. She'd push herself off the ground before she could even properly awaken, wobbling a bit when she stood. Eventually she'd come to her senses and straighten up, checking to make sure everything was with her. Sure enough, both egg and dog were present, as well as...herself?
No, not herself. While the girl in front of her was long-legged, lanky, pale, and shared the same trademark green eyes from her fathers side of the family, there was nothing else about her that was the same. In place of a hat would be a frilly headband, and two pins would keep her bangs swept to the side in a very neat, yet still modern and cute, fashion. Her outfit was entirely black and white, with white frills under the skirt of the short, black dress she now wore and a white apron tied over the front. The sleeves were cut short, yet puffed outwards, and the entirety of her arms were showing save for her right wrist, which now donned a matching lacy bracelet. In short, it was a maid outfit.
slightly-heeled mary janes would clack against the ground, and legs covered in thigh-high white stockings would come and go as the girl walked towards her. She stood up straight and tall, and carefully held the serving tray in front of her with both her hands. She'd bow in front of Ada, her long, well kept, light blonde hair falling at her sides almost perfectly. When she stood straight again, she'd move one bare hand to fix her hair, taking it's longer parts out from in front of her shoulders and letting them fall back behind her.
She'd give Ada a scripted smile, and would take on the cheeriest tone possible. "Welcome home, Mistress~♪ Will you be battling with me or dining with me today?"
Ada would stare in shock at the figure in front of her. She was prettier, more well mannered, and no doubt smarter than she was. Worst of all, she was exactly what Ada would have been had she not chosen to follow a dream. Had she chosen to listen to her mother and step father and abandon all of her freedom to take up their line of "work". She was a refined "better" version, no doubt everyone she had known would prefer her over the real deal any day. She was normal, she didn't try and make things disappear or pick fights or kidnap pidove. She was a good girl who did as she was told and didn't dare defy those orders.
The magician was tempted to spit in her doppelgangers direction, but would hold her fire. The only notable change would be her furrowed brow and tensed body, Impromptu standing behind her leg and staring at her other, no doubt confused yet angered nonetheless! [ 22 / 50 ]
For a moment the blond Ada would just stand there, a sinister twinkle in her eye...but after a moments pause she would halt, looking at her form as if seeing it for the first time, then casting a glance toward the red haired one. "Well poo...you're not as fun as the others" She said, sounding rather bored "I mean this is hardly frightening. For Giratina's sake you look more like a nightmare then I do!" The doppelgänger declared, sounding rather annoyed as she pointed at Ada accusingly. It was then the maiden would sigh, the tips of her uniform beginning to wisp away as if made of smoke "I suppose we'll just have to do this the old fashioned way..." The girl's form would blur, skin giving way to fur, blond hair turning purple, green eyes souring to yellow. Within a matter of seconds Ada would find herself face to face with a full grown Zoroark, a faint glimmer piercing the shadows which otherwise surrounded his body.
">I'll make certain your death is slow...my kits need to grow a taste for what fear does to human flesh!<" The beast declared, reaching into his main and pulling free what appeared to be a large shard of black glass. Wordlessly he would tighten his grip upon it before thrusting it straight into his heart. ">I am Oberon...<" He uttered as his form began to fade in and out, growing each time it solidified ">...and you child, are about to become fodder for the nightmare!<" As they often did it would seem things were breaking down into a fight for Ada, and this time it was against a 7'0 tall Zoroark!
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"It's exactly how you look like, or rather how you should look like" The other Theo stated clearly, a hint of sadistic humour contained in his voice "This is what strength looks like. Real shame you aren't willing to take it" The copy would add, smiling cruelly at his 'other half'. "You know exactly how to be strong. The blueprints were practically laid at your feet...yet here you are, running away. A weakling unable to accept the truth" The figure taunted coldly, the sadistic glint never leaving his eyes for a second.
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"Not another voice, something more. Something deeper. Someone deeper. You always wondered, always feared, and even now you don't know for sure" The other Vanni gave a crooked grin, her voice deepening abruptly ">...but where's the fun in telling whether you're right or wrong?<" Blood washed away from the girl's body, pink turned to yellow, green to black. Like one monster transforming into another, the form of Vanni's double would shift, revealing the visage of a Zoroark...one with a purple mane and shimmering yellow eyes.
">Fear, confusion, and despair make such lovely seasoning<" The Zoroark cackled, the tip of his man swishing of it's own accord like a tail ">I am the Nightmare King, and you my dear shall be a feast for my kits!<" The beast cackled, retrieving something from within his mane and thrusting it into his own body....but there would be no blood. Instead shadows would ooze forth, wrapping around his body and causing it to grow. Soon enough Vanni would find herself faced with a Zoroark many times larger then was normal...and it would seem she'd have to fight it!
Zoroark [M] -SHINY- Oberon The Nightmare King, Lv ??? Nature:Impish Ability: Illusion [Nightmare Mode - True] - The Pokemon shall take on the form of whatever Pokemon they are facing, distorting their image and perception. -10 to opponents accuracy rolls, fades once hit. Stats: HP:/PP:/ATK:/DEF:/SPD:/SP-ATK:/SP-DEF: MOVES: - Dark Pulse - Snatch - Spite - Extrasensory Item: Shard of the Night-Mirror - Allows the bearer to transcend their natural abilities within the dream world, pushing their Ability beyond it's limits [Dream World Only]. User becomes able to mimic their opponent perfectly, allowing them to Counter-Attack with exactly the same move their enemy is using. This item cannot be unequipped or stolen.
Redilicious
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In the Garden of Monsters
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 10:30 pm
Jasmine would switch one opponent for another, and as a result so too would the form of her opponent. Within seconds of Ironclaw's arrival the giant Rotom would explode, and in it's wake would appear the shimmering metallic body of a Skarmory....again one many times larger than it's opponent. ">Called to die...your trainer must not think much of your life<" Oberon spoke cruelly before spitting upon the ground ">Not like they ever do.<" Surprisingly the banter would be over with that, the lord of terror and nightmares had a much better way to instil fear into his opponent. His yellow eyes would glow pink, the same colour slowly beginning to trace itself around Ironclaw's own orbs. A rush of horrific images would then begin invading her mind. All the most horrible things imaginable...especially for a Skarmory would appear in her thoughts. Extrasensory. The time for games was clearly over...
Zoroark [M] -SHINY- Oberon The Nightmare King, Lv 7 Nature:Impish Ability: Illusion [Nightmare Mode - True] - The Pokemon shall take on the form of whatever Pokemon they are facing, distorting their image and perception. -10 to opponents accuracy rolls when attacking, fades once hit. Stats: HP:27/PP:30/ATK:21/DEF:16/SPD:21/SP-ATK:20/SP-DEF:15 MOVES: - Dark Pulse - Snatch - Spite - Extrasensory Item: Shard of the Night-Mirror - Allows the bearer to transcend their natural abilities within the dream world, pushing their Ability beyond it's limits [Dream World Only]. User becomes able to mimic their opponent perfectly, allowing them to Counter-Attack with exactly the same move their enemy is using. This item cannot be unequipped or stolen.
It was hard to see the pink around Ironclaw's eyes for the Pink Goggles covering her eyes there, whether or not they offered any protection against the attack however was a completely different story.
The only other thing going for Ironclaw was her steel typing here,s he was under no delusions why she had been chosen... against such a powerful pokémon, she was the only one who could stand a shot against its attacks!
And then she felt the images encroaching on her mind, and her legs suddenly went weak... but she fought to push them back, her thoughts of moments previous, she had to concentrate on those, on staying in the here and now, not let these Extrasensory images push their way to the forefront...
[She called me out...] She began, hissing through her beak.
[...Because I'm the one who deals with self-righteous... furballs like you...] She squawked, flaring her silver feathers out in a show of dominance, looking to throw off the concentration of his attack.
[And if you think that, you don't know my girl!!]
Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 6:59 am
"Hey! You calling me ugly?" The magician would bark, watching the other take on a new, admittedly less worrying look. In fact she'd notably loosen up, and while she was still on edge about the presence of the Zoroark, it relieved her to know that it was just another grade A villains doing. If she had to end up fighting that spineless thing that tried to pass itself off as her then she might as well hop into a box and shove real swords through it.
As he finished his transformation, Ada would only wince. Yes, he was terrifying, but if he expected her to go into shock or start panicking, well...she'd heard enough "werezoroark" and similar tales in her youth to learn that monsters weren't that bad. She would be more than capable of restraining herself in this situation, putting on a showmans grin to mask her real emotions and raising her arms over her chest, crossing them in an x shape.
"If you're going to kill me, then let me go down doing what I do best. Performing! I've got just the opening act, too!" In one swift motion Ada's arms would be at her sides, the left going down to put her hand on her hip and the right staying raised, bent upwards with her palm facing forwards. There was a pokeball between her palm and two fingers bent downwards that helped hold it in place. It had appeared out of seemingly nowhere in her hand, and using one of the fingers bent over it she'd make it expand. "Almond, down center!"
With one more press of the button the stunfisk would be brought forth, wiggling her fins idly. She'd look at Oberon with a steady, blank expression, her personality seeming about as flat as her body. It'd take her three moments too many before she raised a fin and waved at the other, acknowledging his existence. "> Hello, big stronger guy. <" she'd utter plainly, going silent once more as if she didn't expect or care for a reply out of him. Pokemon: Stunfisk (f) Name and Level: Almond. lvl 5 Temperment: Rash Stats hp: 27/27 Pp: 25 Att: 13 Def: 14 Spd: 9 Sp Att: 15 Sp Def: 14 Moves: Mud-slap | Thunderbolt | Earth Power | Bide Bio: Not much is known about Almond besides the fact that she is both terrifying and adorable. We are content enough with that. Exp: 182/400 Held Item: N/A [ 22 / 50 ]
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Listening to the Skarmory's words the Zoroark would begin to chuckle, doing so in her form if not her voice. It was then the flood of images increase, becoming too much for almost any mind to handle and forcing her to cringe as she obtained a pain similar to a severe icecream headache.
That was when the chuckling turned to a cackle, and the Zoroark's eyes shone brighter ">And you don't know me little chick. This has nothing to do with what is righteous...with justice...some males, just want to watch the world burn!<" Unable to fight back, at least physically, Oberon would push his mind upon Ironclaw's once more, filling her mind with graphic images. A factory, pokemon in tanks, humans being fed into a grinder, and fresh hatchlings feeding upon what comes out the other side. Battles. A Grovyle facing an aged Zoroark to save a boy on a conveyor. A girl, and her battle against another Zoroark...this one obviously a female...in a control room. Battles across the factory, Zorua locked in combat against others. All ending in a Flaffy standing face to face with Oberon himself.
Zoroark [M] -SHINY- Oberon The Nightmare King, Lv 7 Nature:Impish Ability: Illusion [Nightmare Mode - True] - The Pokemon shall take on the form of whatever Pokemon they are facing, distorting their image and perception. -10 to opponents accuracy rolls when attacking, fades once hit. Stats: HP:27/PP:30/ATK:21/DEF:16/SPD:21/SP-ATK:20/SP-DEF:15 MOVES: - Dark Pulse - Snatch - Spite - Extrasensory Item: Shard of the Night-Mirror - Allows the bearer to transcend their natural abilities within the dream world, pushing their Ability beyond it's limits [Dream World Only]. User becomes able to mimic their opponent perfectly, allowing them to Counter-Attack with exactly the same move their enemy is using. This item cannot be unequipped or stolen.
Jazzfox
Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 7:07 am
"What the hell are you talking about?"
Victoria would declare sounding more than a bit confused. Afterall, the mention of kits somehow threw her perception of this sickening creature out of proportion as she would glare at her.
"I didn't do any kind of killing, and if you died in some stupid war ...than your kind is just weak or stupid. Because, if you enlisted or agreed for something like friendship, then you should have been more aware of what would happen if you failed."
She would retort back. Her hands would touch on her hips as she lean forward a bit on her toes.
"NOw, let's get to the business about you and me. You didn't drag me out here for nothing or in here, or ...where the hell are we anyway? And, I have no plan to take the big sleep any time soon ....so ...enough with the riddles, I can see where this is going anyway ...let's fight."
She declares loudly. The girl was expecting that her sickening ...double ..somehow the thought that that was here ...was almost enough to make her stomach empty it's contents on the floor as she held it in...to call forth a pokemon. If this Nightmare was the final boss, and she was her opposite ...this would be an easy victory for her. Or at least, that was her thoughts until the creature actually made a change, and Victoria found herself looking at a dark type pokemon ...and not just anyone either ...it was a Zoroark that was surprisingly Shiny. The girl's mouth would have drop, but she held it closes as she thought about the situation for a moment.
"Humph, that makes things a lot clear, but, don't be surprise if I kick your a** for putting me through that. No one should see ...that version of me."
She would retort angrily. Though a part of her was glad that the pokemon had chosen the cute version of her instead of a ghost ....the thought made her spine quiver ...it was surely just that ....luck, but, she wasn't going to waste this chance either.
Her hand would go to a pokeball as she would release her partner into the air. If she was going to battle, it would be with her most trusted and powerful pokemon at her side ...as Aella burst into the air. Though her entrance was dramatic as she flick her tail and gave the cutest lil' wink ...her disappointment was clear when she realized who it was directed at.
(Where is the cute male?)
She blurt out loudly and gave Victoria a glare that the girl could only shrug away. Sometimes, it wasn't a good day to be a trainer as sparks flew from Aella as she gave her answer to that shrug.
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The presence of the Stunfisk would cause a chance in Oberon. Not the outright shudder the creature caused in the average and moderately sane individual, but rather a physical shift. Black turned to brown, and all at once the Zoroark's body would flatten. Within seconds, rather then a Zoroark, Ada would be faced with the largest Stunfisk she or anyone else for that matter had ever seen. Taking a few seconds too long after it's appearance, the Stunfisk would offer up a fin to return the wave...but that wasn't the end.
Regardless of appearances the Zoroark still had a great deal of speed on it's side, and it wasn't about to waste that. Within moments the flounder's eyes turned pink, the same glow spreading over Almond's as thousands of images were pushed into her brain. Flashes of images. Pokemon being sent into hopeless battle only to die, most of them Zoroark. Entire packs of Zorua being slaughtered simply for inhabiting an area too close to a human town. Pokemon hunted and killed for things as trifling as their tail or horn, or even a feather while the rest is left to rot. It was a barrage of human cruelty meant to utterly demoralize his foe.
Zoroark [M] -SHINY- Oberon The Nightmare King, Lv 7 Nature:Impish Ability: Illusion [Nightmare Mode - True] - The Pokemon shall take on the form of whatever Pokemon they are facing, distorting their image and perception. -10 to opponents accuracy rolls when attacking, fades once hit. Stats: HP:27/PP:30/ATK:21/DEF:16/SPD:21/SP-ATK:20/SP-DEF:15 MOVES: - Dark Pulse - Snatch - Spite - Extrasensory Item: Shard of the Night-Mirror - Allows the bearer to transcend their natural abilities within the dream world, pushing their Ability beyond it's limits [Dream World Only]. User becomes able to mimic their opponent perfectly, allowing them to Counter-Attack with exactly the same move their enemy is using. This item cannot be unequipped or stolen.
(My fault then ...I should have asked before I posted. Though, I guess, I didn't learn very well, because, I am going to post for you now ...though this time feel free to delete if I am not doing this one right)
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>Really now, I haven't even done anything to you yet. THough that is about to change.<
The Zoroark would almost purr the words as the power would gather in his claws.He would curl it end over end in his hands as the darkness glowed a pulsing violet before he crushed it with his claws ..sending out a wave of darkness as it flew in all directions from him ...smashing and pulling up the ground as it went outwards. Raven had asked for this fight....sooner than later, and the Zoroark wasn't one to disappoint ...not at all.
As he gave a grin that was nothing but teeth all the way to the edges of his mouth. As his tail flicks once or twice behind him ...as his ears went flat against his skull ...a clear sign of his aggression. Raven wasn't going to get this pokemon to back down ...not one step.
Zoroark [M] -SHINY- Oberon The Nightmare King, Lv ??? Nature:Impish Ability: Illusion [Nightmare Mode - True] - The Pokemon shall take on the form of whatever Pokemon they are facing, distorting their image and perception. -10 to opponents accuracy rolls, fades once hit. Stats: HP:/PP:/ATK:/DEF:/SPD:/SP-ATK:/SP-DEF: MOVES: - Dark Pulse - Snatch - Spite - Extrasensory Item: Shard of the Night-Mirror - Allows the bearer to transcend their natural abilities within the dream world, pushing their Ability beyond it's limits [Dream World Only]. User becomes able to mimic their opponent perfectly, allowing them to Counter-Attack with exactly the same move their enemy is using. This item cannot be unequipped or stolen.
Ada would break her form for a moment as she let out a snort, putting her hand over her mouth to hold back a giggle because of the sheer absurdity of the situation. There was no way she could take this seriously. At this rate she was sure she'd die of laughter before anything else! The girl would stand by and try to regain her composure, leaving Almond to fend for herself.
That wasn't such a big deal though, Almond was a grown fisk who could take care of herself. "> It me! <" she'd state right before the zoroark began its attack, using a voice just slightly less flat than usual. The stunfisk would simply blink when her mind was filled with those painful sights, and she'd maintain the same blank stare on the outside as always. She was just a simple fisk, though, and she had little care for what she was seeing.
While she did feel a pang of sympathy, the fact that her mind was being overloaded with a barrage of new things hurt more than the things themselves. The only solution was to get the new things out of her head. So, the fisk would lay still on the ground, looking up to the skies as her mouth would hang open, trying to make it so there was only one thing on her mind: nothing. Pokemon: Stunfisk (f) Name and Level: Almond. lvl 5 Temperment: Rash Stats hp: 27/27 Pp: 25 Att: 13 Def: 14 Spd: 9 Sp Att: 15 Sp Def: 14 Moves: Mud-slap | Thunderbolt | Earth Power | Bide Bio: Not much is known about Almond besides the fact that she is both terrifying and adorable. We are content enough with that. Exp: 182/400 Held Item: N/A [ 22 / 50 ]
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 7:31 am
">All you human's do is kill and destroy for the sake of your own gain, taking so much and giving back so little<" Oberon spat, the black glob sizzling and bubbling upon the ground for a few moments before he spoke again ">This isn't going to be a war...but a Genocide<" He stated, taking a step towards the girl ">I'm merely taking care of a few particularly annoying insects first!<" With that the Zoroark's body began lifting into the air, his form shifting and shrinking slightly as it transformed to match Aella, though he was still several times larger then natural.
">Humans are a cancer which must be removed, and that includes those pokemon already...infected<" The Zoroark said, his voice dripping with disgust and hatred. The pair would receive no further warning as blackness would flare upon around mirror image of Aella, crackling like lightning before shooting off in all directions. A Dark Pulse in a rather obscure form.
Zoroark [M] -SHINY- Oberon The Nightmare King, Lv 11 Nature:Impish Ability: Illusion [Nightmare Mode - True] - The Pokemon shall take on the form of whatever Pokemon they are facing, distorting their image and perception. -10 to opponents accuracy rolls when attacking, fades once hit. Stats: HP:37/PP:40/ATK:31/DEF:23/SPD:31/SP-ATK:30/SP-DEF:21 MOVES: - Dark Pulse - Snatch - Spite - Extrasensory Item: Shard of the Night-Mirror - Allows the bearer to transcend their natural abilities within the dream world, pushing their Ability beyond it's limits [Dream World Only]. User becomes able to mimic their opponent perfectly, allowing them to Counter-Attack with exactly the same move their enemy is using. This item cannot be unequipped or stolen.
Aella wasn't sure what to make of that attack as it started off like one of her own, but quickly changed. The move would send out ripples of darkness as she would push her own attack to the forefront to try and stop it. Afterall, the only one who shocks Victoria is her or ...whatever that pokemon was doing.
The girl in question was still trying to recover for the shock as she twitched lightly ...in her currently zap form. Her hair fluffy up to once more be a big afro puff ...as she seemed to be out of it for the moment.
"Yeah ..Yeah ...humans are cancerous....heard it a million times before ...though I have to admit, never from the lips of a pokemon as cute as me."
She would state as the electricity arc from her body to hit the at the pokemon ...a double of what he did as black and yellow would collide for a moment. Who would be the winner was hard to figure out....as Aella counter-attacked with a move that mirrored that of her oversized self as she used Thunder Shock.
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Posted: Sat Aug 17, 2013 7:44 am
Anyone who thought for even an instant that Raven would want the Zoroark to back down from this fight didn't know Raven very well. The boy's burned like fire, his knuckles turning bright white beneath his gloves as he clenched his fists. The boy was filled with an all consuming rage because of what he'd just been forced to witness, and all that anger...that hatred...was flowing straight into Fable. A single step and the Charmander's tail flame would explode into a tremendous blaze larger then his own body, the reptile's blue eyes having already shifted to a hazy red. An aggressive, reptilian hiss slipped between his teeth as he glared at Oberon, nostrils flared. This first attack was going to be a strong one, but it was clear neither Trainer nor Pokemon particularly cared.
Steam began to rise as the air boiled around Fable. Oil began secreting from the reptile's blackened fists, igniting of their own accord when faced with his still rising body temperature. Flame licked at the edges of the Charmander's mouth...but it would not release. The Charmander wouldn't attack till given the command, for now he was simply gathering his hatred, condensing his anger into a ball of flame. Right now the Fire-Type was an Avatar of pure, unending rage.
Starter Pokemon: Charmander [M] Name & Level: Fable, Lv 8 [Temperament] Quiet Bio: Raven first met Fable during his time living on the streets, finding the fire-tailed reptile in one of hundreds of alleys he'd been in. Battered, beaten, and bloodied, it was clear the Charmander had seen it's fair share of battles...and lost every single one. He bit Raven only five seconds after their initial encounter. Fable had lost all trust in humanity. Raven was never fully aware of the details, but the Charmander's former trainer had been abusive. He'd placed him in battles with impossible odds, expecting him to combat and defeat opponent after opponent with little to no rest...and when he lost, it was his trainer whom would personally add to the reptiles injuries. Finally tired of wasting his time on "some worthless newt" his trainer had abandoned him in the dirtiest alleyway he could find and just left him there. The boy hadn't even given him a name...at least not one he cared to repeat.
For days after that first encounter Raven returned to the alley, usually meeting with the same result; yet still he kept coming, sometimes he even brought food. It was generally scraps most likely out of the garbage, but it was food none the less. One day the Charmander finally asked why the child kept returning...not with words of course, but with his eyes. The curiosity at the boy's actions were clear in the reptiles gaze. Raven had said he saw a fire in Fables eyes that day when they first met, the desire to become truly powerful. More time passed after that, but the only thing which mattered after that point was the outcome. Even without a Pokeball the Charmander decided to follow the boy from that day forward, even earning the name Fable in the process. Raven would speak of spending the reward money on new clothes and a bath, but what was consistently leave out was the purchase of a single Pokeball. There was no need. Even without it, Fable would follow his trainer to the depths of hell and back. Stats: HP: 26/26, PP: 25, ATK: 15, DEF: 14, SPD: 15, SP-ATK: 18, SP-DEF: 15 MOVES: - Fire Punch - Growl - Iron Tail - Ember Held Item: Coal EXP: 494/700
The attack would break off abruptly, and although the face of the false fisk wouldn't change for an instant, the Zoroark was actually rather...perplexed. Well he supposed that was what he got for using a mental assault on an idiot. For the moment the Dark-Type would simply remain still, bidding his time as he waited to take on, and ultimately evade the Stunfisk's assault.
Zoroark [M] -SHINY- Oberon The Nightmare King, Lv 7 Nature:Impish Ability: Illusion [Nightmare Mode - True] - The Pokemon shall take on the form of whatever Pokemon they are facing, distorting their image and perception. -10 to opponents accuracy rolls when attacking, fades once hit. Stats: HP:27/PP:30/ATK:21/DEF:16/SPD:21/SP-ATK:20/SP-DEF:15 MOVES: - Dark Pulse - Snatch - Spite - Extrasensory Item: Shard of the Night-Mirror - Allows the bearer to transcend their natural abilities within the dream world, pushing their Ability beyond it's limits [Dream World Only]. User becomes able to mimic their opponent perfectly, allowing them to Counter-Attack with exactly the same move their enemy is using. This item cannot be unequipped or stolen.
