"Actually...." The woman began calmly, taking the Colbur Berry in hand and striding to the cliff-side "TAKE THAT YOU DAMN CRAB!" She barked, throwing the berry with the power of a major league pitcher "....Business done." Apparently that was the second half of her original statement. Dusting her hands, the woman would then click the button on the homing beacon, prompting an electronic voice to shout...
"WHAT IS THE AIR SPEED VELOCITY OF AN UNLADEN SWELLOW?"
The woman's brow would furrow in response "What? But I don't know thaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT!!!!!" Her words would turn to a scream as the woman was abruptly carried off by a rather large Swellow.
Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2017 2:05 pm
They would continue onwards ...looking searching so they could go home. How was they to get home, she wasn't sure, but they did have a job to fulfill. Thus, the sight of a bird of death didn't bother her any. Tiye would have gone on without noticing the bird at all if it wasn't for it's ugly caws ...it was meanless to her, and the creature itself was an ugly sort. Not a pokémon to sit at her side, so of course, Tiye would ignore her.
The same though couldn't be said of Aida who stop as though she had been frozen in a trap, now whether it was mean look or the bird's caws ...that another point entirely as a snarl would escape from her maw.
(Who are you to talk about appearances ...Queen of bones. You roll around in filth and dare to wear rot upon your body, but you want to give someone fashion tips. Considering you smell worst than the dead, how about I give you some advice ...dunk yourself in the nearest ocean, and stay there until you either drown or that smell lessens.
Your choice.)
Aida's barks would make Tiye roll her eyes as she stared at the ugly bird pokemon.
"Aida, you know, we shouldn't waste time with common creatures. If you got to bark at something, at least chose something worth chasing."
She would tell him as Aida would snort and then away, but this time, she would find herself unable to move forward. This time, the mean look would stop her cold and Aida would turn around growling again and Tiye with an eyebrow raised would roll her eyes again.
"If you won't leave that ugly bird alone, I will just have to recall you."
A action she tried to put to words, but the moment that the pokeball failed to recall her ...Tiye realized something was up, and her eyes narrowed.
"Humph, so I see, you can't leave it alone can you. Seems we have a battle on our hands whether we want one or not."
Aida would nod as she turns towards the Vullaby and growl loudly.
Again the Vullaby would laugh in her ladylike fashion. ">Oh such a pitiful mongrel, stooping to such insults! It really shows your breeding when you can't take critique<" She would follow this with yet more laughter; yet as she adjusted the tilt of her wing she would deliver an icy Leer capable of wilting even the most enchanting rose.
Finally. The Organization's intended place of leisure lies before you... it's a bit underwhelming. A wall stands before you; from the shoddy materials used and the haphazard design, it must have been constructed as the workers fled the resort. The e only opening before you is a makeshift gatehouse. Squeeze yourself inside, and take a look at the wall. Painted on it is a map, which gives you a clearer sense of the island-- you're currently at the outsides, and the place where you were dropped off is in the direct center. But it's not what's behind you that draws you interest, is it? If you've come this far, you want to know what drove away Team Rocket? Do you love the thrill of a mystery unsolved? Do you wish to loot what was left behind? Do you crave justice for the workers? Or do you intend to force whatever powers lie beyond the wall under your yoke? For the map also shows you three paths, the three parts of the resort that Rocket completed before abandoning the project. A golf course, a well-manicured garden, and the pathway leading to the hotel itself-- you'll have to decide with path to take. But beware; what chased the Organization remains, and its anger has not abated.
[Choose a path!
-Sir Rodrick's Golf in Miniature - Garden Center - Hotel Strip
10/10 to complete the area. Rolls 1 and 11-20 are encounters; 2-10 are not.]
Onyxia took out the flare and cracked it open. Looking away from the igniting signal she waved it around for a bit before dropping it onto the floor. Looking at Ordo she picked him up, holding him in her arms. "Time to go home, after a stop at the Pokémon center." Holding her friend she waited for her ride off the island.
The Flare would light up quick and bright, easily seen from a distance, before burning down to nothing. That was the key word certainly. nothing.
Seconds would tick by....minutes would pass...Onyxia could wait and wait, but help would not arrive for her. It would seem the girl had forgotten the Professor's exceedingly clear instructions on the use of the Signal Flare. This was neither high ground, nor the point from which the girl had been dropped off. She'd made a mistake....and now she was stranded on the island without a clear way to return to the Academy.
Onyxia would have to find her own way off the island now, something likely to be difficult and fraught with danger.
In the Garden of Monsters rolled 1 20-sided dice:
20Total: 20 (1-20)
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At this point, Nim honestly wasn't sure how to react to her Mimikyu's talent at murder. Or how casually she retreated. Or how casually Nim herself was inclined to treat it. They were Pokemon; constant battles and brutality were integral to their lives. In a life or death situation, could she really moralize over a dead body when that body had been interested in killing her? She'd sigh, and make her way around the Tyrogue's corpse. Anything she'd say would ring hollow.
Eins, meanwhile, held fewer compunctions. At least she'd played a grand villain, destroying the naive hero in one swoop! Maybe he could come back as a little Duskull, and she could play again!
[8/10]
Starter Pokemon: Mimikyu [F] Name & Level: Eins, Level 4 [Temperament] Lonely Bio: Eins spent most of her pre-capture time haunting a candy store and sneaking free lollipops into the pockets of screaming children. She'd have been content to stay that way but for the will of the cult. Indeed, she was actually caught by Nim's sponsor, and given to the girl in an attempt to give her a step up when it came to fighting. The sponsor also has a slightly better sense of humor than Nim-- giving a Mimikyu a Mimikyu! No one could count on Nim's dislike of Pokémon being quite as... intense as it was, for the girl can barely stand to look at her starter. Nim couldn't even name the creature properly, just giving it a number for a name. For her part, Eins isn't too fussed; humans are strange, and she'll melt her trainer's heart one way or another... possibly by giving it a heart attack, but still. Stats: 15/19/PP:20/ATK:14/DEF:10/SPD:13/SP-ATK:10/SP-DEF:14 - Wood Hammer - X-Scissor - Copycat - Curse EXP: 115/125 Pokemon held items: N/A
Onyxia swore under her breath. She was on the side of cliff and was now pissed. Lives would be miserable and people would potentially be fired or killed. Putting Ordo down she looked around some more. "Alright, let's see if we can link up with anyone else or find a boat." Looking around she went in the direction she hopped was to the hotel.
Stepping through the gatehouse, Sol would stare curiously at the map. Really it rather reminded him of a shopping mall.This did leave him with a bit of a conundrum however. Three paths lay before him, and the question was...which would have the most valuables? The Garden was clearly out. Likely to be filled mostly with....excuse the pun....garden variety plants and weather resistant plastic. The Hotel seemed like a good idea in theory, but given this place had been abandoned mid construction whatever physically made it into the Hotel was likely too large or heavy for a child and a Golett to carry to the other end of the island safely. They probably didn't even have the little soaps or pillow mints yet. That left the golf course. Now he didn't know much about the sport, but he was well aware the equipment was costly. Even more so if it had been personalized; and on any given golf course people tended to 'lose' these things in the woods or water hazards in a fit of rage.
All he had to do was check a few pushes and wade into a few ponds, and who knew what sort of valuables he'd find! So it was that Sol would march off toward's Sir Rodrick's. Sir Rodrick's, where it's not just gold in miniature, it's miniature golf!
Starter Pokemon: Golett Name & Level: Umbra, Lv 4 [Temperament] Brave Bio: Shaped from clay and given life centuries ago, this Golett was created with a singular purpose: to serve the people of his homeland. In times of peace that meant simple feats of strength, hauling limber and iron. In times of war...acts far more grim in nature. His last images of a world long lost to the sands of time, were of his comrades and redness of flame. Then....darkness.
When he rose again it was to the shattered ruins of what once was, and the broken forms of other Golett. He wandered the remains of the castle for a time, but departed before long. There was no point in protecting a land which had been forgotten by the ages, and so he went in search of a new "purpose". It was this same search that would lead him to the tunnels beneath Roshan City. A veritable maze, the tunnels see frequent use by smugglers and those of less than legal enterprises. It was here that he encountered Sol, and where he found purpose once more. Dubbed "Umbra" by the boy, he once more found himself with a home and people to serve; but in his ticking "heart" he knew it was only a matter of time before he once more graced the battlefield.
It wouldn't be long before Nim encountered another Pokemon. This time a Torkoal, but unlike those before it, the Fire-type took little interest in the girl. Instead it would continue on it's way...it's horrendously slow way....if it was moving more than a kilometer every 10 minutes the audience would be amazed.
Finally. The Organization's intended place of leisure lies before you... it's a bit underwhelming. A wall stands before you; from the shoddy materials used and the haphazard design, it must have been constructed as the workers fled the resort. The e only opening before you is a makeshift gatehouse. Squeeze yourself inside, and take a look at the wall. Painted on it is a map, which gives you a clearer sense of the island-- you're currently at the outsides, and the place where you were dropped off is in the direct center. But it's not what's behind you that draws you interest, is it? If you've come this far, you want to know what drove away Team Rocket? Do you love the thrill of a mystery unsolved? Do you wish to loot what was left behind? Do you crave justice for the workers? Or do you intend to force whatever powers lie beyond the wall under your yoke? For the map also shows you three paths, the three parts of the resort that Rocket completed before abandoning the project. A golf course, a well-manicured garden, and the pathway leading to the hotel itself-- you'll have to decide with path to take. But beware; what chased the Organization remains, and its anger has not abated.
[Choose a path!
-Sir Rodrick's Golf in Miniature - Garden Center - Hotel Strip
10/10 to complete the area. Rolls 1 and 11-20 are encounters; 2-10 are not.]
The Snubbull would actually snort at the weakness of its' attack and it's insults as she would try and break eye contact so the leer wouldn't work....as she threw her nose towards the air.
She would snort heavily.
(A creature as lowly as you ....should know better than to insult your betters)
Onyxia looked at the map and looked around where she was. Scratching her chin as she though for a second. "To the Hotel. Maybe we can rig up some sort of communications network." With a plan in mind she and Ordo left for the Hotel Strip. Maybe she would find some other items as she went along.
Grey Moonfang IV rolled 1 20-sided dice:
19Total: 19 (1-20)
Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2017 9:27 pm
Silentveil
[LEER!-1 to Aida's DEF!]
[FUMBLE!-1 to Aida's Defense Rolls!]
Certainly the Snubbul could talk the talk, but when push came to shove her efforts were rather lacking. It would seem the fairy dog couldn't withstand the the strength of this bird's ability to look down on others. As a result, the Vullaby would once again find herself laughing at her opponent, wing tip covering her beak as she did so. It wasn't exactly a defense...in fact it wasn't even a defense, but it certainly added insult to injury!
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