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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2011 10:08 pm
What was it swallowing, air? Was it holding its breath? It would likely faint before the match was over!
"Eloise, do that thing you did before." Len said.
Eloise obliged her and coughed up another Dragon Rage. Oh, and it was totally full of rage.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 5:01 pm
Weatherby had appeared calm throughout the battle, but the look of fury on Eloise's face melted that all away. He was facing a fire-breathing dragon Pokemon after all. Though he survived her attack, he was visibly shaken up by it. The Stockpile/Swallow was undone by one Dragon Rage.
"Oh come on you were doing so well before!" Leonard sighed. "Well might as well attack now. Use..." He scrolled down his Pokedex some more. "Ominous Wind."
Now there's a move he could do. Weatherby inhaled and puffed up again, then blew out all the air as a dark colored gust. Thankfully it was stronger now that he had evolved.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 5:10 pm
Eloise huddled behind the shade of her wings, the great gust sending her into a slight panic. It was surely stronger than what the Pokemon had blasted her with before. Moreover, anything stronger would certainly terrifying! She repeated her Dragon Rage, a gruff of smoke escaping her nostrils before she did so. She was not going to lose, not when she was so pumped.
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Posted: Mon Feb 28, 2011 7:47 pm
Weatherby still was frightened by the Charizard. She kept bombarding him with Dragon Rages and she wasn't the type to talk out some kind of compromise. Were all Pokemon belonging to this trainer mad? He bravely took the blow and used another Ominous wind without Leonard's instruction.
"No, use Stockpile. You need to- oh never mind." He wondered if the Drifblim could win this anyway. It looked like Eloise was a higher level.
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 10:19 am
Another Ominous Wind? Wasn't she trying to avoid that?
Len hummed a little in thought. "Eloise, use-" Before she could continue, the Charizard just fell. Backwards. She fell backwards?
One could tell by the annoyed expression on the Charizard's face she was fed up. Forget about the adrenaline rush and the other super special awesome Grunt. This would go on forever if no one gave up. Ugh, she just wanted back in her Pokeball.
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Posted: Tue Mar 08, 2011 10:48 am
Leonard was just about to issue another attack when he saw the Charizard still standing. But then she wasn't. Did she faint already? He didn't think that his Drifblim was suddenly that powerful.
"So..." He was unsure whether the fight had ended or not. Weatherby had the same puzzled expression on his face.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 4:32 pm
A short pause of any sign of life is what caused Len to sneak away from her current spot of standing to the Charizard. She tapped it a couple of times to the wing with her boot, than the body and back to the wing. Eloise withheld an agitated grunt, for if she made any noise her trainer would most likely have her continue the battle.
"Guess I lost." she said glumly, than puckered an out lip and pointed a finger to Leonard. "You! Why did you have to go and win? I was winning!"
Once again, Eloise wanted to grunt here. True, she felt as though she was winning. Pulling the Charizard's Pokeball out from her side belt, Len withdrew the lame fire dragon and clipped it back on. Eloise was very much content to now get some sleep.
"Lucky," she murmured under her breath. She really didn't know how to take her fake loss.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 6:54 pm
Most of the losses Leonard's opponents had faced were taken calmly. So he was a little shocked when she blamed him for her defeat. Technically it was his fault but he wasn't going to roll over and play dead like what her Charizard did...
"Sorry?" He probably shouldn't have been surprised about her attitude considering her earlier outbreak. "We could have a rematch once your Pokemon are stronger."
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 6:57 pm
"Alright!" she chirped and doing as they do sometimes on Saturday cartoons, spit in her hand and offered it to Leonard. However, after realizing how terribly gross that was, chose to smear it on her grunt uniform and turn on the tip of her heel.
"Next time!" she spouted blankly to the room. "Next time, at our rematch, I will win!"
Than she disappeared down the corridor, most likely to go wash her gloved hand.
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Posted: Wed Mar 09, 2011 7:20 pm
"Alright." Leonard said nonchalantly. Like all the other people he offered rematches too she would probably forget. But who knows? She was different than the others. He recalled Weatherby back into his Pokeball and headed off to heal him. He told the Drifblim that he would take a break with training if he won and he was going to keep that promise.
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