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                     Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 6:02 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            hp: - 3
 The pokemon would pass out then as the final attack hit. The move sending the Kabuto backwards and into the water as the pokemon disappears from sight. This was their victory, but it hadn't come without injuries in this fight.
 
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                     Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 6:14 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Jinn couldn't help staring at the striking fire Pokemon as it rose from it's slumber, dark face halo'd in ruddy spikes and white fluff.  There were so many Pokemon she had no idea about. 
 Fortunately, while she gaped in shock, Prosper had decided to move.  He'd been ruminating on life for the past couple hours or so, and was finally back to something of his old self (if not entirely- dying does take a lot out of you).  Intriguied by the rhyming and ready to fight, he leapt off Jinn's shoulders through the air, claws outstretched.  As he soared, he called,
 
 /Look here, oh dear!
 Is this a braggart I spy?
 Trust me, you'll see
 That your fire won't fly!/
 
 Falling fast, he brought his claws forward, ready to strike in a Scratch!
 
 Prosper, Level 3, Male
 Hp: 16/16 Pp: 18 Att: 10 Def: 8 Spd: 10 Sp Att: 8 Sp Def: 8
 Moves: Focus Energy, Scratch, Close Combat, Leer
 Exp: 11/200
 
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                     Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 6:15 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Male Poochyena (Fang) The dark pokemon was sent tumbling head over hills. He shook out his coat, gaze narrowed. A growl erupted from his throat as he charged again. The hyena was going to tear into his opponent with another Tackle attack!lvl:2/Jolly
 Hp: 11/14 Pp: 15 Att: 7 Def: 7 Spd: 7 Sp Att: 5 Sp Def: 6
 Moves: Tackle, Dark Pulse
 Exp:70/100
 Backpack// x1 Potion, x3 Poke balls  [5/10]         
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                     Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 7:11 pm 
 
 
                        
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			             It would seem that they had gotten themselves into a battle of words ...as the Larvesta would swing out of the way. Words would come through  it's mouth ...as she would declares happily to join in on this rhyming game.
 (You talk too fast
 You talk too quick
 You can't hit
 You should quit)
 
 The pokemon would taunt back ....as she rolls out from underneath the attack. She knew the desert sands would aid her in that missed hit as the pokemon fumbled his blow. It would strike the earth and send up a cloud of sands into his eyes ...his accuracy would fall because of that alone ....at least for attacks as she was sure that the surprise of that alone would make her opponent want to hesitate.
 
 
 
 (I am not sure if I went over fumbles and critical rolls with you. Though just a quick reminder if I did, a 20 is a critical roll and will gain you +1 to the dice roll for that phase. The opposite of a fumble if you roll a 1, your accuracy roll for that phase will become -1. In this case, you have a -1 to all attack rolls)
 
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                     Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 7:21 pm 
 
 
                        
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 The pokemon's stance was impossible to break ....as she smirks at him and actually would simply move out of his way. There was no sense in taking what can easily be avoided..
 
 (Traitor, you will need to do better to bring me down)
 
 She would growl at him ...as she would rise her hands upwards as she smashes  it down again. As the darkness seemed to swirl in her and around her before smashing into the ground itself as it would rise upwards and the earth parting to her power as the rocks would once more smash towards her opponent.
 
 She was going to show her opponent .....her pure power. Her real strength, and the she was going to rip that heatmor and his friends apart.
 
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                     Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 7:25 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Everything was moving so fast that Jinn could barely comment.  What was going on?
 Unfortunately, Prosper misjudged his jump, and the sand hit his eyes.  He still hit his opponent, but it was an awkward crash of bodies and did absolutely no damage.  Rolling up to his feet, he conducted a hasty rhyme.
 
 /Oh, spark-plug sweet, you are such a treat,
 Did you really think such words could hurt me?
 There's no cause to give up, so don't interrupt-
 Understand, I've no desire to flee!/
 
 Regaining his balance, though still partially blinded, he took off in the direction away from the Larvesta and Jinn.  The least he could do would be too keep his trainer out of the battle.
 
 Prosper, Level 3, Male
 Hp: 16/16 Pp: 18 Att: 10 Def: 8 Spd: 10 Sp Att: 8 Sp Def: 8
 Moves: Focus Energy, Scratch, Close Combat, Leer
 Exp: 11/200
 
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                     Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 7:33 pm 
 
 
                        
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			             Though the Larvesta's own roll would end up causing her a bit of a flop as she got over covered completely in sands ...as she tries to shake it off. The stuff getting into her shell and weighing her down making it harder for her to move ...that would hurt her defense, but not her attack as she focus her eyes on her opponent as she watches the Mankey trying to stumble away. His rhyme so weak, that it seemed to effect his legs.
 She chuckle at her own cleverness there as she would retort.
 
 (Run away ...Run away
 You shouldn't delay
 My flames are so hot
 They will cook you on the spot
 And make your flesh and bones go crackle and pop.)
 
 She would sing those words as she would spew out what at another time might have been a web. But it's piece has been used instead to power her flames as she would let out bits of it on the wind as it would instantly when introduced to air turn to small ember of flames and with the help of the wind drift towards their target with the aim of catching upon more fuel for those flames. Though in this case it would the Mankey's fur if it wasn't careful.
 
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 lvl: 3/Impish
 hp: 17 Pp: 17 Att: 11 Def: 9 Spd: 9 Sp Att: 7 Sp Def: 9
 moves: Ember, String Shot, Zen Headbutt
 Capture roll: 18
 Held item:Silver Powder
 
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                     Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 7:45 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            ( 18 - 11 ) + ( 7 - 8 ) = 6 damage to Prosper. Prosper is at 10 HP.
 She might have been a little confused, but Jinn knew fire.  "Pros', be careful!" she yelled.
 
 The flames caught up to Prosper, try as he might to avoid them.  They burned, singeing his fur.  He yelped and tried quickly patting them out.  It wasn't as bad as it could have been, but he had to admit that it hurt.  Still, this wasn't the time to back down.  Shaking himself off, he offered,
 
 /I'll admit, I'm impressed, but you'll find me unstressed-
 It seems as though you have a knack
 For battle, it's true, but I assure you,
 My pale fur looks fine charcoal black!/
 
 Charging forward, he darted at the Larvesta.  Perhaps this time he could lay a Scratch on her.
 
 Prosper, Level 3, Male
 Hp: 10/16 Pp: 18 Att: 10 Def: 8 Spd: 10 Sp Att: 8 Sp Def: 8
 Moves: Focus Energy, Scratch, Close Combat, Leer
 Exp: 11/200
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                     Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 7:54 pm 
 
 
                        
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 The Larvesta would move to snake away from those claws as she would try to tuck and roll like he had done only moments before to put out those flames. Her entire body curling into itself as she hurl herself in the form of a wheel away from her enemy Her voice would rhyme even as she tucked herself and tried to roll away.
 
 (Rolling away
 I don't want to play
 Let's try it your way
 I will bake you like clay
 I will turn you black
 I will make you regret
 Crossing my path...
 I will burn you to death)
 
 She would say each stanza as she got further and further way ....from those claws, unless a well place hit would managed to interrupt the entire thing.
 
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                     Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 8:13 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            ( 8 - 3 ) + ( 10 - 9 ) = 6 damage to Larvesta. Larvesta is at 11 HP.
 As the dust settled, Jinn was at least able to see Prosper was still standing, if on the defensive.  Well, that was something.
 
 The Mankey's claws wildly outstretched and flailing, so it was something of a miracle that he hit anything.  Still, he managed to rake his claws across the Larvesta's back as she rolled away.  Prosper grinned at the hit, but this was no time to get cocky.  Instead, he pulled back, remarking,
 
 /Wherefore such doom, and wherefore such gloom?
 Remember, you started this fight
 I do not mind playing, but if you don't mind me saying-
 Miss, you seem somewhat uptight./
 
 
 Prosper, Level 3, Male
 Hp: 10/16 Pp: 18 Att: 10 Def: 8 Spd: 10 Sp Att: 8 Sp Def: 8
 Moves: Focus Energy, Scratch, Close Combat, Leer
 Exp: 11/200
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                     Posted: Mon Jul 23, 2012 9:58 pm 
 
 
                        
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			            Elijah would hold up Venus's pokeball, he felt sorry for the poor girl and mad at himself that he would let her get hurt like that. "I'm sorry Venus! I would use this potion on you but it's the only one we got and we might need it to get out of here. Brave the injury for me for now! I promise everything will be alright," Elijah said as he placed the ball back on his belt next to Scorpio. "Ok Snap! You come along with me. I may need your help again very soon," Elijah said as he walked further into the forest. Snap floated close behind her trainer, watching out for any threats that may come out of hiding
 (Everything will be dandy if you just let me handle things from here on out!)
 Starter Pokemon: Gligar
 Name & Level: Scorpio and Lv. 2
 [Temperament] Jolly
 Stats:  HP: 8/15 PP: 16 Att: 8 Def: 9 Spd: 9 Sp att: 6 Sp Def: 8
 Moves: Poison Sting, Power Trick
 Exp: 80/100
 
 Pokemon: Chikorita
 Name & Level: Venus and Lv. 2
 [Temperament] Calm
 Stats: Hp: 4/14 Pp: 17 Att: 7 Def: 8 Spd: 7 Sp Att: 7 Sp Def: 8
 Moves: Tackle, Growl, Leaf Storm
 Exp:37/100
 
 Pokemon: Carnivine
 Name & Level: Snap and Lv. 3
 [Temperament] Adement
 Stats: Hp: 18 Pp: 19 Att: 12 Def: 10 Spd: 8 Sp Att: 9 Sp Def: 10
 Moves: Bind, Growth, Sleep Powder
 Exp: 30/200
 
 
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                     Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 9:11 am 
 
 
                        
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			            (-1 to defensive rolls) Larvesta (f)
 lvl: 3/Impish
 hp: 11/17 Pp: 17 Att: 11 Def: 9 Spd: 9 Sp Att: 7 Sp Def: 9
 moves: Ember, String Shot, Zen Headbutt
 Capture roll: 12
 Held item:Silver Powder
 
 (Capturing a pokemon, if you look above you see a capture roll. To capture a pokemon, you must out roll or match that capture roll while having your trainer throw a pokemon. Now, all items including pokeballs, can only be used during your attack phase and substitute for your pokemon attacking. Once the item is used, it is gone, and the turns continue with your pokemon on the defensive)
 
 The pokemon hissed in pain as she felt those claws shred through her shell. Hitting into the flesh that ran underneath and tearing through it as well ....as trails of blood ran down her side. Though it wasn't the type of blood of blood that one would normally see ...red ....but since this came from a bug type, it would be orange in color and would actually hiss as it hits the sands. Bubbling and boiling before it would finally cool to leave an area as clear as glass. She was afterall a fire type, so it only made sense that her blood was that of flames, and her bug heritage made sure that she didn't have to leave the normal blood color behind her.
 
 As she would move each leg independently underneath her.
 
 She wouldn't forgive for this one as she would start to charge forward. Her eyes violet in what would have normally been blue eyes.
 
 (It's my personality you grumble
 This is a fight, a rumble
 For you this might end in a return
 But for me there are other concerns
 For it's my might, I demonstrate in fights
 The keep my life devoid of plights
 That is why I can't lose this fight
 And you shall go down in a single strike)
 
 Shuffling forward swiftly, her head down as she would use Zen Headbutt.
 
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                     Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 9:20 am 
 
 
                        
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			            (2/10)The way was clear for him then ....as the Kabuto would be left behind as it would seem that his newest addition was right. Though this was a place with plenty of challenges, and he would have to continue any way further into this lands. Afterall, he had an item he was suppose to be looking for, Amber, and he would only find it if he continued to look for it.
 
 (1- 10 will get you a battle. Otherwise, please continue to roll the dice and take note of your progress through the area)
 
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                     Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 11:33 am 
 
 
                        
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			            Prosper hadn't been expecting to draw blood- admittedly, the only other fight he'd been in was the battle against the Miltank, and he could barely remember that at the moment.  Still, he didn't let his surprise get the better of him, and successfully avoided the glowing attack.  Shifting his weight, he retorted
 /This I understand, it is a harsh land,
 And battling with strength is to be
 Completely expected, and truly respected,
 But must this fight end so grisly?/
 
 He charged forward in a Scratch attack once again- though this time, he almost hoped he wouldn't hurt her too badly, if only to keep with his words.
 
 Prosper, Level 3, Male
 Hp: 10/16 Pp: 18 Att: 10 Def: 8 Spd: 10 Sp Att: 8 Sp Def: 8
 Moves: Focus Energy, Scratch, Close Combat, Leer
 Exp: 11/200
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