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Lunarsun rolled 1 20-sided dice:
18
Total: 18 (1-20)
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 Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2012 5:26 pm
Though it would be Raven that found himself facing this opponent. A rattata would come racing out of the darkness, but he wasn't in time as he saw the blood on the floor even as he aimed his own attack for the boy's foot.
His teeth out as he prepared to ram into his leg and try to trip the boy and send him onto his face if it worked out alright..
Rattatta(m)
lvl: 2/Serious
Hp: 13 Pp: 16 Att: 7 def: 7 spd: 8 Sp Att; 6 Sp Def: 7
moves: Tackle, Tail Whip, Icy Wind
Capture roll: 14
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Grey Moonfang IV rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 6 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2012 5:36 pm
His sword still left unsheathed from the last decapitation, the boy would swing his blade down; attempting to block the rodent's path and cause it to run head first into his weapon.
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Grey Moonfang IV Vice Captain
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Lunarsun rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2012 5:48 pm
(injury +1 to Raven)
It would miss as he would swung back around. His feet making a bit of dust on the ground as he was successful in his hit ...as he glared at the boy with tears running down his face. He would make him regret this, he would make him pay for her death ....as he looked at her poor little body. It wasn't fair that she had to died simply because they lived here ...as his tail crack the air like a whip.
He was ready for anything that boy might have for him ...as he stood prepared.
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Grey Moonfang IV rolled 1 20-sided dice:
19
Total: 19 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2012 6:06 pm
For a brief moment the only sound in the vent would be a series of loud thuds against the metal, Raven hopping about on one foot as he clutched the other in his gloved hands. Apparently despite having made the tailor apply steel-toes to his boots, the Rattata had managed to bypass that defense; something that resulted in a rather significant amount of pain for the child.
Cursing under his breath, the boy would grab for the first PokeBall he could reach...coincidently the first upon his belt.
The crackling of an open flame would replace the sound of Raven's hoping, the tunnel growing warmer and bright in the presence of the fire burning at the end of a thick reptilian tail. Charred black claws clenched into fists, dark blue eyes narrowing as a reptilian hiss built in the Fire-Type's throat. A warning
growl...play with fire and you were bound to be burned, but mess with Fable and only ash would remain.
Passing one arm through the flame of his tail, the Charmander would charge forward. Fire Punch would be the rodent's end.
Starter Pokemon: Charmander [M]
Name & Level: Fable, Lv 6
[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: 22/22, PP: 25, ATK: 13[14], DEF: 12, SPD: 12, SP-ATK: 15, SP-DEF: 12
MOVES:
- Fire Punch
- Growl
Held Item: Muscle Feather
EXP: 81/500
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Grey Moonfang IV Vice Captain
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Lunarsun rolled 1 20-sided dice:
13
Total: 13 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2012 6:22 pm
(19- 16 + 14 - 7 = 10dmg)
Rattatta(m)
lvl: 2/Serious
Hp: 3/13 Pp: 16 Att: 7 def: 7 spd: 8 Sp Att; 6 Sp Def: 7
moves: Tackle, Tail Whip, Icy Wind
Capture roll: 4
The attack would catch him hard as the Charmander would hit him with those flames. He would feel the fur on his cheek and shoulder burn as he was punched hard enough that he would go flying across the space to leave a good size dent in the metal.
Though when he dropped down on his back paws his tail would swipe from one side to another ...as his ears would pin all the way back, and then before anything could be said he would start to open his mouth and give off a breathe so cold that it couldn't be said to be anything more than frosty.
His heart was broken, and he was going to share that pain as he used Icy WInd.
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Grey Moonfang IV rolled 1 20-sided dice:
11
Total: 11 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Jun 22, 2012 6:51 pm
Blue eyes narrowing, they should seem to flick and blaze like flames set into the Charmander's sockets. The last thing a Fire-Type ever feared was the cold; a fact he was about to make all the more clear for the Rattata.
Clenching his fists, Fable's scales would ripple, secreting the necessary oils used for his Fire Punch to excess...but instead of lighting his arms aflame and charging forward, the Charmander would begin to smear the slippery substance all across his body. When at last he was coated in the slick oil, the Charmander would touch his tail to his back and set his whole body aflame.
Of course he held no fear of his own flames, his body's natural oils did more then simply set things alight.
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Grey Moonfang IV Vice Captain
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Lunarsun rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2012 6:22 am
(13 - 11 + 6 - 12 = -4dmg)
The icy attack would fail even as it blew out the flames that covered his body in one gust. The Rattata wasn't able to hurt him ...as the father stood there with his breath coming out and in harshly. He wasn't back down even then ...as he slide one paw along the metal surface and bared his fangs.
He wished he was stronger, he wished strongly for it.
IF he was stronger, he could take the type of revenge that his kind would want. Though for now he would have to be patient as he looked to slide away from any incoming attacks.
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Grey Moonfang IV rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2012 6:42 am
All but his forever blazing tail flame extinguished, Fable would find himself sliding back a step in the face of the Rattata's attack. Had the rodent been more powerful, the blow might have actually been rather painful; as it stood however the Charmander was far out of the Normal-Type's league...something which produced a rather pleasant feeling deep within the reptile. He was beginning to see the fruit of his past battles...of the growing strength in his body...but he was far from truly powerful yet.
Raising his right arm, Fable clenched his claws into a fist quite meaningfully as he starred down the Rattata. Tail flicking to the side, the Charmander would pass the limb through the flame and charge forward as he had before...but this would not be the same haphazard attack the rodent had faced previously. Darting to one side, Fable would leap, kick off the wall, and aim downward intent upon landing a blow to the Rattata's spine.
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Grey Moonfang IV Vice Captain
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Lunarsun rolled 1 20-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2012 6:53 am
Though this wasn't a pokemon that was interested in playing along the rules. He would slide letting the slick floor take him underneath that flaming fist as it would hit to one side of him, and curling his tail underneath him as he dug one claw into the metal ...he would seek to leave his mark on the Charmander with a black eye ...as he launches himself at his face with his own tackle.
His tail waving a bit ....as he made the jump at him. Whiskers twitching as his eyes shone dangerously ....he wasn't going to give up. He wasn't going to stop until he was dead in seeking his revenge for his daughter's murderer.
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2012 6:56 am
Lunarsun THe cute little mew would laugh in his face.
"Training it is ....so what do you want to do? Dead man's wager? Rock to ya drop, or did your Professor send you here for some special tender loving care."
The pokemon suddenly had a malicious look on it's face. Though a slight cough and it would be gone and that beautiful ....cutesy look was back as the pokemon's tail twitches. It was waiting for his answer as it would conjure up a bubble to lay on ....as it allowed itself to bounce on it up and down looking oh so cute. He gave an odd look to the strange Mew, making it completely clear he had no clue what it was babbling about. Though from his own guesses, all 3 could end up being interpreted in different ways. He shook his head, watching as the Mew bounced around on it's own bubble, and silently wondered to himself if everyone and everything at this school was weird. "I don't really know how to answer that, it sounds like all 3 ends up with me having to risk my life." He smiled sheepishly at the Mew, scratching the back of his head like he always did whenever something was weird. His Pokemon team who were behind him, all waited nearby on the weird grassy plain. From the looks of it, his Rufflet and Purrloin were focused on relaxing, while his Cherubi sorta seemed to be listening into his conversation with the Mew. It must be getting impatient. Jake's Party: Lv. 2 Jay ♂ (Hasty)   HP: 15/15 | Pp: 17 | Att: 8 | Def: 6 | Spd: 8 | Sp Att: 7 | Sp Def: 7 | Exp: 0/100| Moves: Peck || Double Team || || ---- || || ---- || Ability sad None Yet)
 (S)Lv. 2 Crystal ♀ (Impish)  HP: 14/14 | Pp: 16 | Att: 7 | Def: 7 | Spd: 8 | Spd: 8 | Sp Att: 6 | Sp Def: 7 | Exp: 0/100| Moves: Scratch || Faint attack || ---- || ---- || Ability sad None Yet)
 Lv. 2 Forte ♂ (Bold)  HP: 14/14 | Pp: 17 | Att: 7 | Def: 7 | Spd: 7 | Sp Att: 8 | Sp Def: 7 | Exp:34/100| Moves: Morning Sun || Tackle || Aromatherapy || ---- || Ability sad None Yet)
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2012 7:01 am
The mew would give him a strange look then ...as it's tail curls around the bubble a bit.
"You are student at the academy, surely you weren't planning on staying safe were you?" "If so, you are in the wrong line of business, besides, didn't I tell you before your pokemon normally don't die here." "I can't say totally for sure thanks to the Rattata invasion."
The pokemon would roll over onto his back.
"But, if you are too yellow to train, simply go back out that door. I have no wish to risk my skin for someone whom wants to try and stay safe. SO either make your pick of one of the three or get out of here."
The mew would allow a bubble to float out of its mouth as it waited for an answer.
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Grey Moonfang IV rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 8 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2012 7:22 am
Flames around his fist extinguishing as he struck the floor, Fable would sharply pivot, carrying his left arm through the flame of his tail as his face set in a snarl, a deep reptilian hiss building in his throat. Tail flame doubling in size at his backside, the Charmander would swing his arm forward in time with the Rattata's attack. If the rodent was going to come at him he'd make sure it got a face full of flame first! It was a risky counter attack, but it would be worth finishing this quickly.
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Grey Moonfang IV Vice Captain
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Lunarsun rolled 1 20-sided dice:
19
Total: 19 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2012 7:32 am
( Don't need to do the calculation ...not enough force to make it thorugh)
Thought he Rattata would hit him .....even as that first came forward, he would connect with his face to sending the pokemon away from him as he lands on all fours. His tail would swipe through the air ....as he lands on all four paws as he wouldn't stop there, but decided to counter-attack on his own.
Taking a deep breathe as he would let out a Icy Wind, though it wasn't aimed at the pokemon's head but at his feet.
He wanted him frozen solid.
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Grey Moonfang IV rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 8 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2012 7:40 am
Surprisingly enough Fable would not move to strike down the Rattata this time. Setting his feet flat against the ground, the Charmander would narrow his eyes, his chest rumbling with a vicious Growl meant to intimidate the rodent, at the same time the flame at the end of his tail would near triple in size, a display of his growing rage.
The longer this battle continued the more Fable's blood would boil, and the more likely it would be for the Rattata to go up in flames.
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Grey Moonfang IV Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jun 23, 2012 7:42 am
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