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Redilicious rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-20)
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 Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 7:44 pm
( 12 - 7 ) + ( 8 - 9 ) = 5DMG
Omanyte HP: 9Impromptu flicked the Omanyte over as it was getting into its shell, biting down on one of the tentacles and puncturing little tooth marks into it. Finally, finally, a hit! He shook the Omanyte like a dog would a squeaky toy before letting it go and running back. But he wasn't done yet! Just as he stopped runing, he made a sharp turn back around, jaws wide open as he got ready to Bite down on him one more time!
  -- Growlithe [M] Impromptu, lvl 2 Jolly Hp: 11/14 Pp: 17 Att:8 Def: 7 spd: 8 Sp Att: 7 Sp Def: 7 Moves: Bite, Roar Exp: 0/100
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 7:59 pm
((Red, the Omanyte would have Flinched for that...so guess what?))
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Grey Moonfang IV Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 8:03 pm
[[ YES. YESYESYES. Post has been edited accordingly <3 forgot that Bite flinched ]]
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Grey Moonfang IV rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 8:09 pm
((Could you be any more enthusiastic?))
As the Growlithe turned around, an abrupt cry would come from the mysterious voice. One which would both confuse and terrify Impromtu "THE DOGS A GIRL IN DISGUISE!"
The moment those words hit the air the Omanyte's eyes shifted, the pupils taking on the form of little pulsing hearts. All of the prehistoric Pokemon's tentacles wriggled ecstatically in the air; a creep vibe, and a sense of impending doom filling the area around it.
Scampering forward, the Omanyte actually flung himself toward the Growlithe's face. He was counter attacking with Slam, but what might very well follow would be far worse then any sort of attack...
"GWAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
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Grey Moonfang IV Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 8:33 pm
( 17 - 4 ) + ( 8 - 9 ) = 13 x 2 = 26DMG
Omanyte HP: -17"The dogs a girl in disguise"
Impromptu stopped in his tracks, and his partner bit her lip. This didn't...it looked...
"Impro, oh god, GET AWAY FROM IT!" you didn't have to tell him twice. The dog ran around wildly, "> notagirlnotagirlnotagirl! <" he shrieked, eyes wide in fear at this point. And only one thing was running through his mind...
He skid to a halt, he didn't need this. He was better than this! The growlithe turned and jumped up at the Omanyte, biting down on one of the tentacles and ripping it off. One less to harm, so much more that could hurt. He bit down on another one and ripped it off, tossing it aside with the other one. He grabbed three, off they go, and down to the side. He kept doing this, and the magician ran over to Impromptu and picked him up, holding him close so he couldn't keep going. "Stop it boy, you got him!" the pup was almost foaming at the mouth, "> No! Let me at 'im, let me at 'im! <"
She held him even tighter, looking up at the ceiling. "Well played, voice. I think we won this round too, though, so if you could kindly wrap this up..." She wasn't calling back her pokemon until he called back his.
-- Growlithe [M] Impromptu, lvl 2 Jolly Hp: 11/14 Pp: 17 Att:8 Def: 7 spd: 8 Sp Att: 7 Sp Def: 7 Moves: Bite, Roar Exp: 0/100
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Posted: Wed Nov 02, 2011 9:09 pm
Arlie walked into the Battle Room, her Purrloin, Kallie, stalking along at her side. Some battles were already taking place and they looked intense. And...was that blood on the floor? Geez. This place really was serious. Apparently all she had to do was survive a battle in here and then she could continue. She stopped for a moment to watch a battle, taking some time for some preparation.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 3:42 am
A purely mechanical voice would address her then.
"Welcome to the battle room, would you like to battle or take the tutorial?"
The voice would asks without any hint of personality. It was simply dull, but, even that would be enough to give most trainers a start since it seemed to come from everywhere at once. But at the same time, no where, for there was no place for such an voice to exist. Only the coldness of it's words ..and the fact that it seemed that one couldn't merely escape it ...kept most trainer's feet glued to the ground.
It was awaiting Arlie's answer.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 4:39 am
"Hmm? Oh yes yes, right, the first battle thing..." The voice half muttered, sounding as if he'd actually forgotten why they were both there. A blue glow spread across the floor, the Omanyte sinking deep beneath the earth from wens it had come.
"Go to registration, and then the Pokelot" Was all the voice said, and nothing further.
[Impromtu gained: 60 EXP]
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Grey Moonfang IV Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 1:46 pm
"Well, that's a 7 on the creepy scale..." Arlie muttered to herself, looking up. "I'm not sure." She answered, raising her voice. "All I know is that if I survive a battle here, I get to go register."
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 4:27 pm
The magician gave a nod, calling Impromptu back into his ball and putting it back on to her hat. "Alright, alright...thanks!" she gave a smile, taking her hat off and tipping it. She didn't seem to care what had just happened, just that the performance was over and it was time to take a bow! "Next time we meet, if we do ever meet again, send something...fluffier after us?" that wasn't exactly the most pleasing of opponents.
With that, she left, glad she had won this time. Best not end up a student of that asolutely delightful Nurse Joy.
[ Exit to - Registration/Pokelot ]-- Growlithe [M] Impromptu, lvl 2 Jolly Hp: 14/14 Pp: 17 Att:8 Def: 7 spd: 8 Sp Att: 7 Sp Def: 7 Moves: Bite, Roar Exp: 60/100
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 4:41 pm
Though that it seems wasn't an acceptable answer as the voice declares again.
"Battle or tutorial." "We need a much more direct answer."
The voice declares quite sternly.
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Posted: Thu Nov 03, 2011 7:01 pm
Arlie clenched her teeth, then glanced down at Kallie. The cat Pokemon nodded to her. "A battle, then, since that's what I was told." Arlie declared.
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 5:24 pm
"Then first, you need to take the potion." "This is the make sure that in case of death ...it doesn't have to be permanent."
The voice declares as something shimmer to her right, and the potion bottle appeared there. Though the shimmering was done as it would also shimmer to her left, and there a pokemon would stand. His head was held high ....as he grins at his opponent.
He would love this fight, it had been a while since he had been allowed to go wild as he upturn his single claw. A Sneasel smiles at Purrloin. This would be a dark versus dark battle, or at least, it would be the moment that the Purrloin drank that mixture.
Sneasel{m}
lvl:2/Rash
Hp: 14 Pp: 17 Att: 9 Def: 7 Spd: 10 Sp Att:7 Sp Def: 7
Moves: Scratch, Leer, Taunt
Exp to be gained: 80
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Posted: Fri Nov 04, 2011 7:00 pm
Arlie snagged the Potion from the air. "All right, then." She knelt down beside Kallie and held it so the cat Pokemon could drink it. When she was finished, a pink tongue swiped across her mouth and Arlie tossed the container away. "Let's do this."
The Purrloin gave the Sneasel an intense gaze and smirked back at him. {Ready to go, big boy?} Purrloin lvl:2/Naughty Hp: 14 Pp: 17 Att: 7 Def; 7 Spd: 8 Sp Att: 7 Sp Def: 6 moves: Scratch, Foul Play Exp:0/100
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