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neodrac54 rolled 1 20-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-20)
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 Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 9:01 pm
Rita smiled at her pokemon's successful dodge, alreayd having planned out the next move for this scenario. "Alright, go in with an iron tail!"
The squirtle gave a thumbs up, bracing himself before spinning to attack. His tail began to glow a bright silver, and he swung it horizontally at the Zorua, intent on hitting hard.
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2011 9:04 pm
“Mr. Voice… Are you a magical fairy?” She looked like a little child on Christmas morning. She stopped for a second to remember what exactly her neighbor had told her a few years ago. The little boy had told her that fairies can become invisible, they can fly and they can fit in your pocket. Since the boy said it, she believed it must be true. She looked in the forest near her home, at the lake not too far from her village, and even under her bed for a fairy. She stopped searching for them when she came to the conclusion that her village was just not special enough for fairies.
When she heard the voice, but saw no one to whom the voice could belong to, she was sure she had finally found some fairies. After all, they have the power to become invisible.
The voice ignored her question and kept talking in the same dull and monotone voice it used for everyone else who entered the room, which meant he was not actually a fairy.
“I’m ready for a battle,” she answered, disappointed that she had not discovered a lot of fairies.
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 7:33 am
Lunarsun It was the best that she could tell the Bellsprout it would seem for the Seviper had every plan of wiping it from the face of the earth with one move. A loud hiss would escape the pokemon's lips as it would spring forward with it's maw open wide. It's body rustling over the ground of the dojo ....as a dark energy would seem to form in it's maw even as it jumped.
The best shot to take ....rang in the pokemon's head ....is at close range.
The Dark Pulse formed grew large, but not to it's full size as the pokemon the moment it figure it was close enough even in it's lunge would fire the attack point back. It's body already coiling around herself to help bring her spring into a quick slither to the side incase of a counter-attack. [19+9] - [6+6]= 16 Damage. -2HP
The dark energy would hit the bellsprout at point blank range. He didnt even have a chance at dodging. Athena cried out in shock, it was over before she even had a chance to attack. She had failed in her first battle, she knew she was a disgrace to her family. They would rather her die than live to be the worst member of the family. Victor fell to the ground hurt, but he wasnt hurt enought to kill him. "Huh I am a failure, like always." Athena mumbled to herself.
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Lunarsun rolled 1 20-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 5:02 pm
[12 - 4 + 7 - 7 = 8dmg [-1 defense]]
The attack would hit as the iron tail would put a dent in the Zorua's defense as the pokemon was sent smashing into the ground. THe floor of the dojo literally crumbled underneath the combine weight ...as the pokemon's mouth open in pain would release flecks of blood from internal bleeding. It was a powerful hit ....as weak pawed, but still able the Zorua would stand back up. His legs shaking horribly as his ears were lay flat against his skull.
Eyes that were blood shot red would turn to face the Squirtle. Such a move would not be left unpunished as he rushed forward again ....his entire body pose as he actually aims to jump high and aims for the top of the Squirtle. There he would scratch with the full advantage of gravity behind his claws as he grin quite maliciously at the throught.
Pain at the moment was nothing more than a afterthrought.
Zorua [m]
lvl:2/Jolly
Hp: 6/14 Pp: 17 Att: 8 Def: 6/7 Spd: 8 Sp Att:7 Sp Def: 7
Moves: Scratch, Leer
Exp to gain: 40
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 5:28 pm
"As you wish, but before the match ...please have your pokemon ....drink from this bottle."
The voice declares lightly as the air would shimmer near her and the bottle would appear. IF she was looking for magic ...then that could easily be misunderstood ...for some sort of magic. Though, what happen next would be so easily to mistake as a shimmer would come to her right and standing before her would be her opponent. A Kecleon whom's tail curled and uncurled as she gave an small flick of tail in a type of boredom.
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 5:33 pm
The voice would declares quite sternly.
"You have failed your first attempt. Go the the Pokemon center and heal your pokemon ....you can try it one more time."
It was what it declares. It wasn't a lot of information to run with, but for the moment that was pretty much all that Athena would get. A quick heal, and then they would be ready to go for it again.
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Grey Moonfang IV Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 6:10 pm
The heavy clack of boots against the floor began to echo within the room, audible despite the din created by the other combatants. Thick black leather shoes struck hard against the ground as the youth trudged, a slow laborious walk bespeaking of harsh experiences; yet the boy's eyes didn't match his stride. Orbs of a deep crimson hue starred forward through hair of an ashen black, almost seeming to smolder within their sockets.
Coming to a halt, the child briefly paused, eyes flicking about to take in his surroundings. The boy lifted both arms, pulling the charcoal toned gloves which covered his hands taunt. Taking a breath, he closed his eyes as if thinking, right hand moving to brush aside his cloak. Despite the dirt and mud encrusting his clothes, the flame red piece of cloth looked almost knew; a small golden pin emblazoned with the image of a large bird keeping the cloak in place.
Opening his eyes, the boy's left hand came to rest upon the golden hilt of a sword; a subconscious habit he'd obtained in the last two years, and likely one he wasn't even aware of. Ornately crafted, the sword looked to be quite old, and clearly not forged for the hands of a child. In some ways it seemed more a relic then a weapon; however, the slight gleam of the metal spoke volumes for the condition. The blade had been well cared for, and was no doubt as sharp as it had been at it's completion.
Hand still resting close to the sword, the youth waited patiently for what would happen next. Patience was a virtue, be it combat or life. Even if one attained first blood, if from a sloppy stroke, an opponent could still easily recover and rise the victor...
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 6:36 pm
“Oh, wow! Mr. Voice, you are a fairy!” The child big eyes twinkled as she stood there in shock. She just couldn’t believe her luck. When her mother had first insisted she attend the academy, Pascale refused to even listen to her. Of course, she was happy to go when her mother mentioned a little furry orange puppy… But never in a million years did she expect to find fairies here.
Slowly, she reached for the small bottle and inspected it. She wasn’t sure what it was and was reluctant to feed it to her new friend. After staring at the bottle for a few minutes, Pascale decided that a fairy would never hurt her friend and decided to trust the voice. For the first time since she had received her pokeball, she tossed it into the air, releasing her new furry friend. She bent down next to her Growlithe and fed him the drink. Once all of the liquid had poured out of the bottle, she tossed it aside. She slowly got back up and returned to her original spot.
“Vulcan! I think it’s time for our first battle together,” she said, pointing towards the Kecleon. If Mr. Voice wanted to see what she was capable of, Pascale would show him.Growlithe
Vulcan, lvl2
Jolly
Hp: 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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neodrac54 rolled 1 20-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 6:58 pm
The trainer smiled in satisfaction as the pokemon took the hit, frowning as she watched the next move. "Whitacre! dodge to the side!." She called, planning the next attack. With Zorua's defense down, taking it out with the next attack should be little issues.
The water pokemon snickered, attempting to side step out of the way with a little hop skip to the side.
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Posted: Mon Oct 10, 2011 7:24 pm
Athena recalled Victor, she rushed out of the room the way she had came in. She had failed and now she had lost her confidence, she was also worried about Victor. He was hurt and needed to be healed. Tears streamed down her cheeks. She hated it when she started cring, she couldnt control her tears. Now she was nearly sobbing uncontrolable.
{{Exit to Pokemon center}}
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 7:02 am
The boy ....the only male so far to grace the dojo ...would find that he would receive the same response as everyone else. The voice that seemed to come from nowhere, but everywhere all at the same time spoke ....as the monotone nature of it make it clear it didn't belong to anything human.
It was steady even as the other students in the room would find themselves press into battle or making their choices about the fight. Somehow, they didn't seem to notice that the voice talked to each one individually ...almost as if they couldn't hear it at all.
But, to be able to observe such a thing ....when the voice seemed to be everywhere was quite a amazing feat as it spoke to the boy.
"Welcome to the Battle Room, you are here to be tested, so tell me. Do you need to go through the tutorials or are you simply ready to battle?"
The voice asked and waited for his reply.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 7:12 am
The Kecleon smiles at that declaration as her tail curls and uncurls again. She stood up as she open and closed her claws for a moment flexing the muscles underneath as she stood up ...with a smile.
She was glad to find an end to the boredom, and if this fairy loving child is as crazy as her pokemon is powerful then ...maybe this might be a bit of fun as well. Her eyes meet that of the Growlithe as she declares quite darkly to him.
"Kecleon ...cleon ...Ke."
Her claws would make the motion for him to come at her. She was actually giving up the initiative in a display of complete and utter confidences.
Kecleon [f]
lvl:2/Serious
Hp: 15 Pp: 18 Att: 9 Def: 8 Spd: 7 Sp Att: 8 Sp Def: 10
moves: Thief, Scratch, Tail Whip, Lick
Exp to be gained: 80
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Lunarsun rolled 1 20-sided dice:
18
Total: 18 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 7:16 am
[6 - 3 + 8 - 8 = 3dmg]
Though blood woudn't be met with a miss this time as the Zorua's claws missed on his first swipe, but he had his own plans in mind as he turned almost instantly on the one paw that touched down and came at the Squirtle swiftly. His claws would slash into ....open flesh on the leg. But, there was no way he could get a deep wound considering how unbalanced he had to be inorder to even get the hit as he slide on his side to a stop.
There was just no way for him to regain his footing as he continues to slide for a piece on his side. Turning over swiftly back upon his paws as the aches and pains of that move made themselves known, and with his ears flatten ...the Zorua tries his best to keep his concentration even then.
His tail flicking from one side to the other ...in that moment of pain.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2011 8:37 am
The sound of frantic footsteps would echo down the hallway ....as the small girl would rush towards her objective. Her hair was flying out behind her ...silvery curls that when she stopped in her motion would fall all the way down to her ankles. Her skin is the color of brown soil, and her eyes were clear and violet in color ....as she skids to a stop in the dojo.
She could see the fury of motion as battles took place around her. Though she cared little for what was happening with them ....as she looks upwards and around for whom she would have to contact in order to get her own battle started. She was ready to prove herself in battle and at this school.
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