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Cherry_chain Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 5:28 pm
  Atra && SpadeAtra growled as he stepped through and then immediately began to form a puddle about his feet, the meltwater hissing and bubbling at his touch. With an irritated flick of his magic he insulated his surroundings against his heat which stopped him from melting a hole down to god-knows-where-the-ice-stops, and stopped the alarmingly fast rate he was losing his heat. For someone who's internal body temperature averaged in the hundreds, this place was relatively extremely cold. Spade came in rather reluctantly, one hand clutched on the Icicle Plate around his neck, drawing reassurance from the power it radiated. He cheered up considerably when he noticed a certain familiar form curled up against a dark elekid. "Hey, Elly!" He cried out, hopping his way nimbly across the ice, skidding to a halt before the swablu, completely forgetting his Team Leader. His smile was soon replaced by a concerned frown as he saw her seeking her partner's warmth and remembered her typing. This was not a good place or a good fight for her to be in. "Is it a good idea for you to have come? Maybe you should go back." He expressed his concerns. ((Edit: Woops, forgot to check for new posts when I was posting and missed the mod post. Gimme a little bit to work on an actual damage post.))
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 5:49 pm
 ~Jack ~Reo
Jack managed to find a moment alone from the crowds, paying absolutely no attention to the wall of Ice types and undoubtedly more to the commander of said army. The situation only getting more grave from there as the distant figure of what was undoubtedly his own son appeared in the immediate vicinity of Kage. Without hesitation the Lopunny broke out into a complete sprint towards his late love; he having absolutely no clue what he was going going to do when he got there... That being said it was probably a good idea that he didn't exactly make it; making only a few yards of progress before a patch of ice concealed by snow took Jack from his upward position. Face-down on the ground the snow around his forehead began to show signs of red dye... He was out cold.
"What the s**t?!"
There was a moment of pure flailfitting panic before Reo caught eye of the Gardevoir on enemy lines; a large wall keeping himself from getting anywhere near his love. There was nothing else to do but fight his way over~. Without wasting a possibly fatal moment for Flavio, he had a Frosslass between his claws and proceeded to rip the ghoulish body to shreds.
 ~Mikhail
Mikhail, far more cautious than the last run-in with large masses of enemy Pokemon, remained never further than practically back-to-back fighting with Eira as the crowds of opposing Ice types approached. For starters the hacking off of the head of a Sneasel became the beginning of his bloodbath... Maybe such an act wouldn't exactly be considered appropriate in front of his love; the thought came through his mind but never clicked in the heat of battle.
-2 Ice Types.
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Cherry_chain Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 5:53 pm
Atra && Spade Atra scoffed at the incoming veritable army. All of them Ice-types? Pathetic. The Flareon dug his claws into the ice and began to race forward across the slippery surface. He found running on it immensely difficult, and instead slipped onto the plane of shadows. The definition of distance here is a little...weird, but he definitely could travel farther, faster, this way. Among a crowd of Ice Type he burst back into the material plane, letting down the barrier he kept to insulate himself, his body heat rising dangerously. He crashed into a Snover, fire leaking from his fangs as he plowed into the surprised creature. He bit down on an arm, feeling it simultaneously melting and burning away under the intense heat. He threw the burnt creature away and turned to face the crowd of Ice-Type he had surrounded himself with, seeing as how he emerged within the heart of the Ice army. The snow around him was melting under the intense heat of his presence, and the Flareon stood his ground as he cast a quick spell, his enemies caught-off guard and not yet attacking. Fire burst from his fur, flying out around him in a raging maelstrom. The Ice-types fell back, some getting caught in the inferno, others agile enough to get far enough back to be safe. Atra wasn't after them though. They came here to destroy the mountain apparently, and he's heard the journal pages they were looking for were supposedly indestructible. Well, let's hope that was the case. Holding up the wall of flames all about him to keep away his enemies was taxing, but not too much so. He was a Flareon after all and the fire was a natural part of him. He fell into spellcasting then, gathering his strength for an attack on the mountain itself. ((-3 Ice Types))
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 5:54 pm
  Isaire & Rion_____________________________________________________________ Rion looked around at all the pokemon and had gathered enough information of what was going on as he relayed it to his cowering leader. Isaire glanced around occassionally, her ice blue eyes scanning through the crowd until the head Weavile began to give out her announcement, stay close to another team. Isaire hadn't the slightest idea of which team would want to have them tag along, but it was no sooner that she had started looking, that a Totodile and an Elekid were approaching the two of them. Isaire slightly perked up at this as the two began to speak.
"Well, I suppose so. There always is strength in numbers," Isaire accepted quietly and cautiously as she watched member after member going through the portal. Rion agreed too, pleased to see another electric type. Isaire took the invitation as she uncurled herself, inching her way towards the portal. The surrounding area around it was frigid now, her fur beginning to stand up again. She looked to Rion who gave her a nudge, as she stepped through the portal.
Through the portal, the landscape was desolate and empty, and as white as Isaire's fur. As she stepped through the portal, she looked around cautiously before she realized what she was standing in. The snow and ice was beyond too cold to the touch for her, as she began to jump around, trying to get away from it all. Rion, however, stepped through the portal and was over joyed to see all the snow and ice, immediately going to play with some as Isiare stood, freezing and shivering, despite her fur. Isaire was about to tell Rion to behave when her ears caught the sound of a commanding voice, and as she looked in the direction of the voice, her ears dropped at the sight of a fleet of ice type pokemon heading for the group. Rion stopped too, seeing the trouble, padding back to Isaire.
"I don't think we're ready for this," he said to her, watching in growing fear at the charging ice types. Isaire only continued to shake more out of fear rather than being cold.
"I think I'd rather have gone to play capture the flag," she said meekly, bracing herself for the coming events.
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 6:12 pm
 Nikolas & LunaLuna snarled, whipping her bone club out to trip the oncoming Snorunt, and, with a flash of flames, she Fire Punched the little Ice-type, feeling the life drain from it's body within a few moments.
She battled swift. Nothing should have to be in pain, even if they were her enemies.
She sighed inwardly at the idea. She was fighting zombified Pokemon. Creations of a psychotic Weavile with a God complex. This was all wrong, in her books. No one should ever disturb the dead, except out of necessity.
She sprinted through the growing mass of of Pokemon, slipping her club back into it's place on the strap of her rucksack.
She wanted to get into the heart of the attacking force, away from her comrades. If she was too close, she could injure a companion.
Finding a nearby group of Ice-types, she picked up speed, digging her short, blunt claws as deep as she could into the ice with every step. Though the surface was slippery, she used this her to her advantage, beginning to skate across the ice, rather than run. She was moving almost as fast as she had hoped, but she knew not nearly fast enough.
She launched herself into the air, and slammed her fists down on the head of an Abomasnow. She felt an intense heat spiral down her arms again, fire swirling around her fingertips as she twisted, using the velocity of her movement to her advantage, and slamming the heavy Ice-type onto his back.
Another swift Fire Punch later, it, too, was out cold.
She felt claws slice at her back, and she ducked, spinning on the balls of her feet, and slashing a False Swipe through the Weavile's stomach.
She heard it's pained cry, and felt regret begin to boil over inside her.
A Weavile. Like Mitsu. Eddie. Aryan. Lucy.
Their names seemed to spin through her mind, and she felt her emotions block out all at once.
Energy coiled tightly inside of her, and she reverted back into the cold, calculating method of fighting that she'd learned in the desert.
Find the weakness and destroy it from the inside out.
The strange, swirling scars on her body began to glow, lighting up her pupiless eyes. She felt the energy beginning to grow, dodging every swipe that the zombified Weavile could throw at her. It wasn't alive anymore. It's speed was no longer an issue.
Moments later, she set the energy loose, a powerful Blast Burn launching across the icy glacier, consuming the area around her in an all-out fireball.
The ice beneath her claws began to melt, and she felt her energy vanish with a snap. She could hear nothing over the inferno, but it didn't last for long enough to matter.
Within a few moments, Luna hit the slush, breathing hard after letting loose such a powerful attack. That had taken more energy than she remembered...
"Jack!" Nikolas' called out, confusion flashing across his face as he saw the expression the Lopunny wore.
The Normal-type took off at a sprint, racing across the glacier. He was taking the direct route, and, unfortunately, the path with the most enemies.
The Banette rushed after his friend, diving straight through the body of an unsuspecting Sneasel, who then found itself lying on the ground, very confused as to what had just happened.
Nik kept moving, picking up speed as he saw the Lopunny slip. He couldn't see Jack anymore, and that scared him. He didn't know if the Normal-type was okay, but he was going to ensure that he was.
What happened next was entirely instinctive.
He spotted Jack, and raced to the Lopunny's side, panic flooding through him as he recognized the stain of blood on snow.
He patted the ice next to Jack's head, trying to earn a response. Nothing. He was out cold, and that made him worry even more.
He'd probably hit his head, and Nikolas wouldn't be enough of a dumba** to move him. He could really hurt Jack if he did that.
He hissed suddenly, spotted the approach of a very large Dewgong.
Feeling very suddenly and very fiercely protective, the Banette whipped out a long, thin, and rather deadly-looking needle. It shimmered around the edges, made of a strange, ghostly aura.
He jammed it straight through his heart, his pupils glowing an angry golden colour.
The Curse was powerful, and the Dewgong seemed to falter, slowly losing health. One Shadow Ball later, and the Ice-type lay dead several feet away.
Nikolas crouched weakly next to his friend, holding a hand over his heart, which, obviously, was not feeling at it's best.
{{ Nikolas did -1 to the enemy count, Luna did about -5 to the enemy count.
Feel free to cut this down a little bit if my post isn't long enough. }}
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 6:15 pm
Isaire & Rion _____________________________________________________________ Isaire and Rion watched from secluded side lines as the members of the guilds began to retaliate to the hoarding ice types. Isaire continued to shiver as she nuzzled unconciously into Rion, trying to keep warm for one thing, but for another, she was completely and utterly horrified of the matter at hand. Rion watched, trying to think through what to do, and of all the things, it was the one thing he almost didn't want to do at this point in time, go head first into it all. Rion looked down to the frozen Isaire, still bewildered that she was the leader, and she was cowering like this. He shook his head.
"I don't know what you're going to do, but we didn't come to this place to just sit here and freeze," he said finally as he padded out to the battle field. It wasn't long before a Delibird crossed his path, Rion skidding to a halt before lashing out with one of his electric attacks, fending off the Delibird quite well. Isiare sat there, curled up in a ball, almost unoticable because of her white fur, watching as Rion attacked. She thought to herself a moment, before seeing a Spheal beginning to sneak up on Rion who was still fighting the Delibird.
"Oh no you don't," Isiare said under her fridgid breath as she padded stealthely towards the Spheal, pouncing on it to keep it from attacking. She clawed and bit at the Spheal as the two rolled around in the snow, until Isaire finally came out on top. She shook the snow from her coat as Rion approached.
"I thought so," he said in the same way he had earlier. Isaire held a slight glint in her eye as the two turned to the rest of the fight, padding in together to help out.
(Ice types -2)
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 6:15 pm
Crocs Zeus Crocs and Zeus landed next to Isaire and Rion. But there landing wasn't as graceful. Zeus landed head first into the snow. He kicked his feet around as he tried to get free. Crocs landed on the ice and was sliding across it. Crocs stood up on one leg and waved his arms backwards trying to stop it. " Zeus stop this crazy thing!" He cried out similar to George Jetson. When Zeus finally dug his head out from the snow,he took a look around. In the distance he saw that Crocs ran into a tree. " Im ok." He yelled with pain in his tone. Zeus walked over to Isaire and Rion. "So, i think we should start by introducing ourselves. Im Zeus. and over there is Crocs." Zeus said pointing over at Crocs who was limping over to them.
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 6:21 pm
  Team ThundercloudElly looked around when she heard Spade's voice. Identifying it's source, she backed away from Bel to go socialize. "Spade! Hi!!! How're things?" She asked, instantly cheering up. When he saw his change in attitude, she began to laugh, bluffing her current condition. "I'm fine! I'm fine! Someone has to make sure Bel doesn't kill himself, and I'm better fit to be here than Fon. He couldn't last 10 minutes here!" She said, trying to make herself look comfortable.
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 6:34 pm
    CelsusqwertyImitiqwertOliverqwertChuck Celsus instructed as he dropped the two less combat-worthy members of his team off to the side of the battlefield, where they could snipe at enemies if they so chose but would not get attention drawn to them unless they really tried. Then, with Oliver still on his back, the Gyarados took to the air in a high, arcing path. Oliver selected a target amidst the crowd of zombies, and right when Celsus reached the apex of his flight the Poliwhirl leaped off and landed on that target knife-first. Drawing his second knife, a metal one to replace his broken crystal knife, Oliver glanced all around himself, noted the zombies completely surrounding him, and smirked. Celsus, meanwhile, issued a battle cry such that only a Gyarados could achieve and sent forth indigo fire. (-2 zombies, one from aerial stabby and one from Dragon Rage)
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 6:37 pm
Ethfael & Sereni Ethfael and Sereni spun around to face the immediate threat of the Ice Pokemon. Their real target was the mountain, but their foes charged them in an instant, meaning they'd have to make their was through the enemy instead of around. There was no time for discussion, only attack.
Sereni spotted a pair of Cloyster right away and headed for them. She felt that she could take them, considering that she had a partial type advantage and the less Ice-Types, the better it was for them. The Cloyster didn't see her coming, and the one on the right fell instantly as she blasted it with a Spark attack, straight to its sensitive center. The other one clamped its shell shut even as she did that, and Sereni sighed in exasperation; she would just have to get it to open. Taking a deep breath, Sereni tapped into the magic of the Mystic Water at her neck, feeling a sense of peace and focus come over her as she used Calm Mind and found that she could tell where to hit it now. The Cloyster had a slight crack in its shell, just large enough to brush against the secondary part of its shell beneath the exoskeleton. She shot a precise Water Gun into the spot, causing the Cloyster to open in surprise at the unexpected chill of frigid water which was all the time she needed to hit it with a powerful Spark and watch the life sap out of it as well.
Ethfael looked about for something to attack without getting to involved. He wasn't used to being at a disadvantage, and he didn't like it at all. As he drew close to the attackers drawn on by the general mob of the Guild, he found himself face to face with a Glalie. "Oh, excellent," he muttered as a menacing grin came across the Glalie's face and it opened its mouth, an Ice Beam forming within. Ethfael ducked and shot underneath the creature with a nudge from his tail thanks to the slick ice. The Glalie whirled around, only to have a burst of Dragon Rage hit it squarely in the face. It scowled and shot several Ice Balls at Ethfael, causing him to narrowly avoid being hit by slipping and sliding across the ice as fast as he could.
An idea began to formulate in his mind and Ethfael pushed himself past the Glalie, smacking it in the side with Aqua Tail. The Glalie spun around from the impact, and Ethfael kept it up. Again and again he repeated it until the Glalie began to slow, and eventually fall to the ground from the shell of ice that coated it all around. Ethfael forced himself to a stop, then coiled himself up and shot at the ice-covered Glalie causing it to slide like a bowling ball straight into a column of Ice-Types, knocking them to the sides rather comically. Satisfied, he took a breath, preparing for the next onslaught of attacks.((-3 Ice-Types))
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Dark_Hunter-Angelic_Tears Crew
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 6:38 pm
Isaire & Rion _____________________________________________________________ Isaire and Rion were kind of the odd ones out, none of the ice types really coming in for them, but as they continued on, Isaire stopped as she heard the same voice that had invited her and Rion along with them. Rion stopped too as Isaire went back to the Elekid who was conducting introductions.
"It's a pleaure to meet you in any case, I just wish they were under better circumstances," Isaire said, extending a petit paw towards the Elekid, though it was still shaking from how cold she was.
"I'm Isaire, and this is my partner," Isaire introduced, looking to Rion who now sat next to her.
"I'm Rion," he said himself, just fine in the cold for some reason.
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 6:43 pm
Crocs Zeus As Crocs limped over to the group, he noticed something approaching them from the distance. He squinted his eyes to get a better look. He eyes almost popped out of his head when he realized what it was.It was a herd of Piloswine charging at them. Crocs inhailed and spit out a water gun attack, knocking out one of the Piloswine. Zeus noticed it right after Crocs attacked and he went on the offensive. He used the ice to get momentum as he slid across it. Using Low Kick mixed with the type disadvantage the Piloswine caused a row of them to fall and not get back up. ((- 2 ice type))
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 6:49 pm
   Lucy---&--- Lucinda---&--- EiraLucinda had to stay back for this battle, she couldn't risk getting injured.
After all, she was the guild's only way back.
"Take 'em all down!" Lucy cried, firing off a Dark Pulse and taking down an enemy Froslass.
Eira had gracefully ducked under an Abomasnow's swinging arm, jabbing up with her claws and stabbing it.  Rev---&--- RazielRev took a leap back, pushing Raziel forward a bit.
"Time to show what you're made of, Raziel!"
Raziel growled and nodded, breaking out into a sprint and lowering his head, a running Head Smash.
He blasted right through a zombified Snorunt and smashed into the large mountain, creating a crack in its side.  Flavio VS. KageKage and Flavio stood only for a quiet moment.
Then, in hopes to end the fight quickly, Kage made a lunge for his son, swinging one of those deadly arm blades.
It looked like certain death for the Gardevoir.
However, there was a flash of purple, and a sound effect like metal clashing with metal.
Flavio was in a blocking position, glowing purple blades protruding from his elbows, almost identical to the ones Kage was using.
Flavio had inherited Psycho Cut from his father, and it seemed he knew how to use them, even blind.
"... I told you I was ready."
Ice Types: 27
Ice Mountain: 69
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2011 6:49 pm
Crocs Zeus Zeus turned around "Sorry about that Isaire, We'll shake hands after this mission, ok?" He said. The Ice under Crocs's feet broke apart and multiple cloysters appeared. One of them fired spikes at Crocs, and Zeus ran over to the cloyster and charged electricity in his fist as he punched the cloyster knocking it out. (-1 ice type)
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