Chrono would declare as he flaps away strongly backwards. The Screech had failed as it was literally drown out by the chatter of the blue furred pokemon as it shouted back at them. Chrono would give a chirp of displeasure as he acted as if he was wounded as the sound seemed to hit him in a double dose.
Jasiri wince as well as the creature got louder.
She would literally clamp her hands over ears to try and drown out the sound of the pokemon before them. It just wouldn't stop talking ...and now it seemed all they achieved was to make it's voice louder. This left them only a couple of choices, to kill or capture it....at this rate ...she gulp down and tries to motivate Chrono a bit as Jasiri would give him option number 1.
"Crap, it looks like the only way I will be free of that thing is to capture it."
The look of horror would dawn on Chrono's face as he glares at her.
"Incoming."
Jasiri would point at Pachirisu as the Chrono would simply flap once hard to try and rise above the strike.
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12Total: 12 (1-20)
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The Rockruff's growl became deeper, eyes narrowing upon the Fairy-type before her as she barked gruffly ">Big talk...pampered...inbred mongrel.<" There were some serious problems behind that whole method of keeping a breed 'pure' after all. From there the Rockruff's tail would fluff up, her hackles rising giving her an even scruffier appearance ">No territory? Not go? Than prey<" It was a dog eat dog world after all, quite literally in some cases. Again the growl in her throat would get deeper, like the rumbling of thunder...and we all knew what accompanied thunder.
Electricity would spark and crackle around the dog's mouth as she bared her fangs, paws stiffening as her muscles tensed. The next moment she'd spring forward, maw open wide as she aimed to take a bite out of the prissy pup before her, with Thunder Fang!
Yet he was dealing with an experienced predator of these hellish lands, and better yet one who could attack without having to risk harm to the majority of his body! Opening his mouth, the Kecleon would loose his tongue with Astonish-ing speed in order to strike his opponent!
Speaking of flowers, to keep such a Garden so beautiful and full of life,it required tenders. Flowers such as these needed to be watered, tended to, and of course pollinated. To that end, Nim would find herself encountering the literal Queen of this domain....a large Vespiquen hovering above the rose bushes. Now normally a Queen was supposed to be civil and well mannered....but Nim had the misfortune of being born female; and in the Vespiquen's world there was a singular Queen per hive, and that marked Nim as a 'potential rival' for the throne!
Glaring daggers at the girl, the Pokemon would draw closer ">You! Another agent of the Red Queen aren't you!? Well this is my hive! MINE!<" She buzzed angrily, a swam of Combee gathering around her....before she abruptly halted. With bright crimson eyes she'd look Nim and Eins up and down, noting the colour of her garb ">Or are you....? A test! Yes a test! That bimbo's followers could never pass a test! Stupid stupid....AHEM!<" Snapping her claws, the Vespiquen would summon two of her worker drones....and her own daughter. ">Human! To pass my test, you must simply pick my daughter out from the hive!<" She commanded, pointing to the only Combee with a red-mark on the center comb.
Yet it wouldn't be so easy as that. Flying forward with the two drones, the three Combee would turn together and then begin rapidly jumbling themselves up. It was something of a shell-game....so how quick were the girl's eyes?
Onyxia watched as it kept up the pose. "OH.... dance off. I win you help us out?" She took to the pose that the Pokémon did. She had danced a few times, even was forced to take ballroom because of her mom. But she could do most moves. "Let's dance then."
OoC: So how will this work? Also super sorry for taking forever to respond. Items:
The Kecleon certainly did have a devastating way to hunt. It's tongue would smack against Dante causing some massive damage. Dante would tumble to the ground...out of play for the time being.
Trafalgar couldn't believe this. Things were getting dangerous now. Dante had been knocked unconscious. Now what was he going to do? If Trafalgar thought right, he would need to send out another Pokemon to fight this guardian deity with. He grabbed his only other occupied Pokeball and launched it forward. "Trust. I need you right now. Get this monster back for what he did to our friend!"
Trust would appear in a flash and send out a vicious shadow sneak.
[16-10] - [14-8] = 12 DMG / 2 = 6 DMG Dante is at -3HP!
If my Pokemon faints...I suppose this current turn would be my next Pokemon's attack turn? ]
In the Garden of Monsters rolled 1 20-sided dice:
18Total: 18 (1-20)
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While she couldn't smile, the Roggenrola managed to look rather smug about her success. My, rocks were pretty! Even floating there like a Drifloon, they were grand. Of course, she couldn't admire her handiwork forever. She'd stare right at the Sandshrew, beep strangely, and roll backwards. Perhaps she could outrun the ice!
In the Garden of Monsters rolled 1 20-sided dice:
11Total: 11 (1-20)
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[15-3]+[7-8] = 11/2 = 5.5 rounding to 6! Chrono is at 11 HP!
/Ptoooo!/ The Pachrisiu succeed in getting a mouthful of the Murkrow, but he wasn't enjoying the taste. /Ugh! Jeez, birdbrain, when's the last time you groomed?/ he demanded, spitting out a loose feather. /You taste like the underside of a Muk! / He paused his assault and stuck out his tongue, trying to claw the sensation out of his mouth. It seemed that, for the moment, he was a bit distracted... though he DID keep wiggling and squeaking, so perhaps landing a hit wouldn't be so easy.
((Apologies; Iron Tail was in the moveset at one point, but that was before I posted the finalized on. Edited.))
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19, 9, 3Total: 31 (3-60)
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Nim gave a muffled shriek as she jumped backwards, clinging to her sweater like a security blanket. She couldn't tear her eyes off the snarling Vespiquen... why were bug types always so huge and terrifying? She bit down on her lip , glancing from side to side. Maybe she could rush the Combee?
/Hey, we aren't agents!/ yelped Eins, who could understand the Vespiquen, and wasn't terribly pleased by the insinuation. /We're just... look, we don't-- hey, I don't care about your--! Oh, find me in the Alps/ Seemed like there was no way of getting out of this, and as her dear trainer was only monolingual... she kept her eyes on the buzzing Combee as best she could, but damn, they were fast. Obnoxious little monsters. She'd love to crush them... but instead raised a shadow-limb to point at one of the Combee, tugging on Nim's new skirt as she did.
Deciding that when in Rome, you did as Romans, Nim lifted her hand and pointed, though she had no idea why.
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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: 118/125 Friendship: 5 Pokemon held items: N/A Items:
x1 Colourful Plant x1 Paper Bag x2 Pokeballs x1 Potion x1 Homing Beacon x1! Signal Flare x1 ??? Candy
Tiye's command was sharp as the Snubbull would try to roll out of the way. Tiye had made up her mind about this pokemon as she watches those teeth sparkle not with flames like her Aida, but, with electricity.
This pokemon through it was scruffy and dirty could be clean and polished. Her teeth and fur was matted, but that was because it was a wild thing, but it's attacks ...it's attack was that of pure power and breeding.
Sometimes, through it's very rare ...a mutt breeds true.
((You should keep your jaws shut, ....it smells like you eat...Muk for lunch.))
She would declare ruffly as she made to avoid the attack. The sparkles of electricity hadn't miss her noticed, but she wasn't going to act like it phase her. A lot of power of the upper crust is not letting those beneath you squirm. The same was true here as she tries to dance out of reach of the pokemon's maw as she threw out insults with her movements.
((Just so you know, Pampering ....isn't brushing your fangs, and because, I know who my parents are ...doesn't make me inbred. As for a mongrel, I bet you can't spell it, since sentences ...seem to be hard on you)
The bite hurt, it was terrible as he felt it crunch through flesh and those sharp front teeth sink into flesh. The bird would batter his wings at the electric squirrel as it would let go quickly and then start to rave about his taste.
Chrono would almost roar the words, the insanity, the idioticiness of his statement.
(I am not suppose to taste good, acorn brain. You are a freaking vegetarian, besides, why should I want you to eat me? Should I prepare some seasoning too)
It was probably the first full sentence he threw at the pokemon. Then again, he was missing feathers on his side, and he did have good bath time habits. A good bath once a month, otherwise, Jasiri would try to stuff him a pokeball.
The girl oblivious to the entire exchange would only seem to shake her head as his eyes went to her.
"You better do a better job of defending yourself than that. Use Peck."
He didn't have a lot of attacks to work with, so Chrono would quickly aim to put his beak between the squirrel's ears.
Now that someone had finally taken up the challenge and stood on the stage opposite of the Oricorio. the Bellsprout would begin playing a tune that seemed rather fitting for the forme present before them.
Clapping her wing tips, the Oricorio would begin. In a swirl of embers and feathers the avian Pokemon would move with a mixture of passion and grace. Even the wind seemed to move with her as the Flying-type put on an astounding display. When she was done, there would be a faint gesture towards Onyxia...it would seem it was her turn now!
The major downside in this switch would become immediately clear however, as the Kecleon would give a smile full of malicious glee. Staring straight at his opponent, the Kecleon would slowly fade into the background, disappearing entirely from view....his opponent had eyes now.
Alas and alack, it would seem the young girl wasn't very good at keeping track of her opponent's movements. Oh sure she'd managed to keep track of at least one out of three of the Combee....just not the right one. ">AAHA! FAILURE!!!<" The Vespiquen; however rather than declaring 'off with her head' the insect would actually look between the Combee and the girl ">Still....a lovely symmetry of sorts...though not perfect! ANOTHER ROUND!<" Her royal buzzingness declared sharply, motioning for the Combee to rearrange themselves once more!
In that instant Sol's eyes would glitter so brightly, you could practically see the gold coins dancing in his irises. Value of a PokeBall or a number of other round objects aside, if any of those were custom monogrammed balls someone would be willing to pay for their return. If it was someone famous, fans would pay even more for it. Even if it was a perfectly ordinary golf ball he could try and sell it off as a rare souvenir from the cursed island lost to Akumu and the Organization! This was by no means an opportunity he could pass up!
With Umbra already out, the boy would take his other two PokeBalls in hand and release their charges. Ditching his coat and scarf in the grass, and pulling the goggles upon his head over his eyes, the boy would charge forward and shout loudly "GET THOSE BALLS!" Before leaping into the pond.
Umbra being a Ground-type, not to mention weighing more than most full grown men at half the height, would do the only thing he could. Lifting his arms, the Golett would wade into the shallows. Probably best for him to grab something nearest the shore.
Polaris for his part in all this would take the artistic approach. Using a combination of his freezing breath and icicles, the Sneasel would create a fridged pathway. One part frozen pond water, one part icicle to stand on, the Pokemon would skip out to grab a ball without touching that wet mess beneath him.
Rille, for his part and still oblivious to the name given to him, being a former denizen of this place on top of being a water type, would leap snout first into the cool blue. ">On it, boss!<" He was quite literally made for the blue, so he was ideal for this kinda work!
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.
Pokemon: Sneasel [M] Name & Level: Polaris, Lv 3 [Temperament] Impish Bio: Sol met Polaris in the cold and snow of Everlast Summit. Desiring a Pokemon with sharp claws useful for removing body-parts and pelts from slain opponents, immediately went about initiating a plan to con convince the Sneasel to join him. This took the form of announcing the Ice-type had won a non-existent contest, the prize for which was a free globe trotting vacation. Polaris fell for the ruse in an instant, and so his adventures as part of Sol's team began! Pretentious, self-absorbed, and not nearly as sharp as his claws, Polaris is extremely confident in his ability, and still completely oblivious to the fact he was swindled. Stats: HP:9/17/PP:17/ATK:11/DEF:9 /SPD:12/SP-ATK:7 /SP-DEF:10 MOVES: - Foresight - Icicle Crash - Leer - Held Item: EXP: 69/100
Pokemon: Totodile [M] Name & Level: Rille,Lv 4 [Temperament] Adamant Bio: Rille is in a word...enthusiastic, as well as prone to wearing his emotions on his sleeve, and disregarding common sense. The Totodile is quick to put up a fight, even when he's not sure who or what he is actually fighting. All that matters is the reason why; especially if that reason involves a reward in some form. Sol obtained his Totodile after a short battle in a golf-course water hazard, during which the Water-type had intended to collect some form of Bounty. His eyesight is an occasional subject of concern, as he is prone to misidentifying others. Stats: HP:9/19/PP:18/ATK:12/DEF:11/SPD:9/SP-ATK:9/SP-DEF:10 MOVES: - Leer - Aqua Jet - Water Sport - Scratch Held Item: EXP: 0/125
Chrono -Murkrow [M]
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