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DemonicShadowWolf08 rolled 1 20-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-20)
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 Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2012 4:46 pm
Male Poochyena (Fang)
lvl:3/Jolly
Hp: 7/16 Pp: 16 Att: 9 Def: 8 Spd: 8 Sp Att: 6 Sp Def: 7
Moves: Tackle, Dark Pulse
8/200 Fang watched the pokemon stagger to it's paws. The dark pokemon almost felt sorry for it for a second. But there was a voice telling him to attack while he could and show no mercy. For a second his eyes flashed but he shook it off. What was with that? He charged aiming to Tackle the Cubone and knock it to the ground.Backpack// x1 Potion, x1 Poke ball [9/10]
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Potentially Inappropriate rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2012 5:03 pm
(13-12)+(10-9) = 2. Sandshrew is at 12 HP.
For a girl of action, Jinn couldn't help feeling remarkably useless. As she sat there, arms wrapped firmly around the still-unconscious bug, she felt useless. All she could do was sit there and bark orders when needed. Briefly, she wondering about fashioning her belt into a noose and trying to attack the Pokemon herself, but somehow, she felt this was unwise. Or improper. Not that a(n occasional, unusual, untested, and currently ex-) pirate like herself really cared about protocol, but she was still unused to the world of Pokemon battles.
Meanwhile, Prosper wasn't feeling too good himself. Sure, he'd managed to land a minor hit, but they'd need more than that. It was a nick if anything, barely grazing the quick Sandshrew. Deciding that their closeness was an issue, he skirted back. This was the perfect time to be wary.
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: 55/200
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In the Garden of Monsters rolled 1 20-sided dice:
18
Total: 18 (1-20)
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In the Garden of Monsters Crew
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2012 6:33 pm
((So... yeah. I'm one of those unmemorable people who disappears and reappears. To save you some trouble, here's the posts, rolls, and the like.))In the Garden of Monsters Grey Moonfang IV Worked once, failed twice. There was a particular reason she felt pain to begin with. Indeed it had succeeded once, but only after several failures on the part of the child. This was most likely a battle of fate; and one she could not avoid. Scraping his right foot against the ground, the Cranidos would lock his spine into place and then charge forward haphazardly, loosing a wicked snort as he angled his body to slam into the girl. It was likely she would end up reliving the pains of old should the beast hit!
Roll: 17 Grey Moonfang IV 
Cranidos [M]
Lv 3
Nature: Adamant
Stats:
HP:17/PP:16/ATK:14/DEF:8/SPD:9/SP-ATK:6/SP-DEF:7
MOVES:
- Headbutt
- Leer
In that brief, eternal second, she weighed her options. Phoebe was still badly injured from the battle against the Archen, and wouldn't have been that strong against it anyway. Bellona might have a chance, but she was definitely weaker than this thing. The last time they'd met, the Cranidos had torn through the grass-type like a wet leaf. Culann was at her side, still snarling and bristling. If she gave him the order, he'd attack... but what good would it do? He was already weakening- his Flare Blitz took a lot out of him, and who knew how long it would take to chip away at it's health? And then there was the Archen, who seemed to know this land, the Pokemon within it, and wasn't too shabby a fighter... but he was still injured from Culann's battle, and there was no way to heal him (when she came to a resting place, she needed to heal up her Pokemon). She could run, but that was why her body ached in the first place. She didn't want to lose anything- not the cane, not the Amber she'd suffered for, not even the Arc Berries she'd picked up on a whim! All her options ran the gambit of bad to terrible.
This Cranidos wanted a battle- fate might have wanted a battle- and Vanni found she simply did not care.
With the determination of someone twice her age, the girl heaved herself forward. There was no proper aim in her mind- towards the boats would have been nice- but for the most part, she was aiming for away. With a puzzled Culann faithful at her side, the girl ran.
  
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Lunarsun rolled 1 20-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2012 8:49 pm
Hp: 12
Though there would be no attack, the Sandshrew would totter towards the water instead of going after them. Sitting down, he would take a big gulp of water ...as his tail would wag a bit behind him. It seemed a strange of a thing to do, but as he stood back up ...he was smiling quite wildly.
He was restoring him in that moment as his wounds would seem to recover a bit.
The pokemon was showing something even more important ...that the water source behind him could heal ...as he surrendered his attack then ...and hunker down on the defense. His back to the water, he wouldn't allow his opponent to get a drink while he was standing.
(Recovered by the water, make sure you attack now.)
Sandshrew (m)
lvl:2/Modest
Hp: 14 Pp:16 Att: 7 Def: 9 Spd: 7 Sp Att: 6 Sp Def: 6
Moves: Scratch, Focus Punch
Capture roll: 15
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Lunarsun rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2012 8:54 pm
(12 - 11 + 9 - 9 = 1dmg)
It was a slight hit, not one worthy of mention ...as the pokemon drew his claws into the earth. He made sure he didn't move more than a few inches with that tackle stopping it as he lean back into the pokemon that had hit him.
He closed his eyes ...he was trying to get his thoughts together, trying to get everything together ...as he drew one arm into the ground and as much speed and power as he could accomplish he would rub it into the sands ..faster ..faster...he felt the hit there ...as smoke would curl on that point before it burst into flames.
Bring it upwards he would move to bring his arm in front of his face so that the light would make it possible to see as he open his eyes. But his balance was too far gone, his arm came up to fast ...aimed for the Poochyen'a chin in a Fire Punch as the pokemon just couldn't see well enough to bring his hand in front of his face with the body of the Poochyena still against him.
Cubone (m)
lvl:2/Jolly
Hp: 13/14 Pp: 16 Att: 7 Def: 9 Spd: 7 Sp Att: 6 Sp Def: 7
Moves: Growl, Fire Punch
Capture roll: 14
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DemonicShadowWolf08 rolled 1 20-sided dice:
13
Total: 13 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 4:42 am
Male Poochyena (Fang)
lvl:3/Jolly
Hp: 7/16 Pp: 16 Att: 9 Def: 8 Spd: 8 Sp Att: 6 Sp Def: 7
Moves: Tackle, Dark Pulse
8/200 Fang squirmed slightly, growling at the same time. He could smell the flames before he actually spotted it. The color of his eyes darkened immediately to blood red as the bloodthirsty side of him took over. Calmly taking care of the situation, the dark pokemon scuffed. The Cubone called that an attack? Too slow. As the Cubone was readying itself to punch him with his fiery arm, the dark pokemon pulled slightly back before lunging forward in a Tackle counter attack!.Backpack// x1 Potion, x1 Poke ball [9/10]
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Lunarsun rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 7:07 am
(13 - 2 + 9 - 9 = 11dmg)
It wasn't a real attack...the pokemon was still too dizzy to get it straight as he took a few haunting steps back as the air was punched out of his lungs. He would bend to one knee as he cough harshly up the moisture that was necessary for life here. His vision would find clear as for once he saw the opponent before him and his eyes widen.
He was in a battle for his life, when had that happen. The happy expression he had once held was lost and was replaced by a warriors design. For how else could he enjoy a tumble down another sandy dune if he was dead.
No he hadn't expect this, but he wasn't to be denied either.
His arm would catch on fire one more time and this time ...with a real will behind it he turned to strike ...counter himself with Fire Punch.
Cubone (m)
lvl:2/Jolly
Hp: 2/14 Pp: 16 Att: 7 Def: 9 Spd: 7 Sp Att: 6 Sp Def: 7
Moves: Growl, Fire Punch
Capture roll: 3
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DemonicShadowWolf08 rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 20 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 8:57 am
Male Poochyena (Fang)
lvl:3/Jolly
Hp: 7/16 Pp: 16 Att: 9 Def: 8 Spd: 8 Sp Att: 6 Sp Def: 7
Moves: Tackle, Dark Pulse
8/200 Fang did like a three sixty turn around to circle Kane. The Poochyena grabbed the last remaining pokeball and then charged towards the Cubone. It was his turn to attack but he was intent on catching this pokemon. Ball in his mouth, with a flick of his head the ball was sent soaring to hit the Cubone on the top of the head. Fang looked apologetic knowing that they wouldn't have a chance to catch the dream Ponyta for Kane but this was still good for their team!Backpack// x1 Potion, x1 Poke ball [9/10]
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 10:06 am
In a passing of bodies ...his fist was still outstretched as his counter-attack missed. Though he would feel it against his side, that small bump as he watches the pokeball spin away from him. He would stop just a few steps as he looks at it, and then at the trainer beyond.
A smile would grace his face. Odd on a Cubone, a pokemon known for it's misery ....as he realized there would be plenty of hills to roll down, and maybe now ...all of them wouldn't be made of sand.
He disappeared into a reddish light as it dropped to the desert sands, and it shook only once as the pokeball went still. Kane had captured a Cubone.
Cubone (m)
lvl:2/Jolly
Hp: 2/14 Pp: 16 Att: 7 Def: 9 Spd: 7 Sp Att: 6 Sp Def: 7
Moves: Growl, Fire Punch
Exp: 0/100
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Potentially Inappropriate rolled 1 20-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 11:35 am
"Oh, you little-"
Prosper ignored Jinn's violent barrage of colorful curses for something more relevant: the water. If he could defeat this Sandshrew, not only could he heal himself, but perhaps help the Larvesta as well! And his opponent was bent, prone, and unprotected (if not unaware). This was the perfect time to land the hit. Silent as he could, he darted forward, slicing in a slash!
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: 55/200
((Bleh, short))
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Lunarsun rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 11:42 am
(8 - 6 + 10 - 9 = 3dmg)
The move have cut at his back as he felt blood run down the wound and would turn swiftly and in rage. He would no longer stop for another drink ...for this pain was worst then the last and he would spare his opponent none of his force as he swung even as he turned. His first curling with a power as he tried to send the slasher flying ...as he aimed with his full strength at the Mankey ....a Focus Punch.
Sandshrew (m)
lvl:2/Modest
Hp: 11/14 Pp:16 Att: 7 Def: 9 Spd: 7 Sp Att: 6 Sp Def: 6
Moves: Scratch, Focus Punch
Capture roll: 12
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Potentially Inappropriate rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 11:49 am
Prosper grinned, shifting from foot to foot. He made a "come at me!" gesture with his hands. He was feeling rather confident in his abilities, having landed two hits in a row... never mind that they barely affect his opponent, and one of his attacks was negated in short order. With a hiss of breath, he pulled back sharply, hoping to dodge and weave around the Sandshrew. If the little mole-creature or whatever wanted a fight, a fight he'd get.
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: 55/200
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Lunarsun rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 12:03 pm
(6 - 2 + 7 - 8 = 3dmg)
Though that attack would hit ...catching in the Mankey before he could get away and sending him away from him and towards his trainer in the same blow. How far, he couldn't judge, how much it hurt his opponent he couldn't only hope it was a lot ...but it was enough so that the water was once more to his back as he stood on the defensive.
He wouldn't hurt him again ...as he snorts lightly.
(Bring it, monkey boy)
The Sandshrew would taunt.
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Potentially Inappropriate rolled 1 20-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 1:51 pm
The punch hit Prosper square in the noise, and he was sent reeling back, arms cartwheeling cartoonishly. He might have fallen were it not for a steady pair of hands pressed against his back. Glancing up, he saw Jinn, blue eyes steely. "Don't get cocky," she ordered like a coach. "You're doing good, but you can be better. Now, go!" She gave him a light push.
The Mankey was forced forward, thinking quickly. He had been relying on Scratch quite a bit... perhaps that was unwise. Still Close Combat was a risky move, and against this creature, it wouldn't pay off. He shook off the pain, never losing his grin. /All right,/ Prosper said (though to how, it wasn't sure), and charged, swinging a Scratch.
Prosper, Level 3, Male
Hp: 7/16 Pp: 18 Att: 10 Def: 8 Spd: 10 Sp Att: 8 Sp Def: 8
Moves: Focus Energy, Scratch, Close Combat, Leer
Exp: 55/200
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Lunarsun rolled 1 20-sided dice:
15
Total: 15 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2012 2:48 pm
The sandshrew would drop one shoulder ....as he let that scratch pass his skin by inches, and then with that same claw that was attached to that same shoulder he would step in to try and punch that pokemon this time in the face with his attack.
He was showing off all of his power then ...as he smirks darkly at the girl and her pokemon.
(Your coach should have told you to throw in the towel)
He declares with a voice that sounds like gravel. Thick and hard, he spoke only the truth as he made his move with another Focus Punch.
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