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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 6:09 pm
Shaydas came back into the main room wearing his belt of Pokéballs like a sash. "Two on two sounds good to me. I'll let you pick the place," he said, bowing sarcastically.
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 6:11 pm
Rex poked his head through the rift the teleporter had made. "Out here, on the beach." Rex said. He picked out the two Poke Balls he was gonna use
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 6:21 pm
Shaydas appeared on the beach. "Go! Kipper and Silver!" he called, sending out his Mudkip and Trapinch.
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 6:26 pm
"This'll work out well, maybe." Rex said. He threw two Poke Balls into the air, revealing Rex's Solosis and Smeargle(nicknamed Picasso). "The first move is yours." Rex said.
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 10:32 pm
*Teleports in with Xatu* "Hm, wonder if anything important happened while I was absent," I muse.
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 10:36 pm
Thard_Verad *Teleports in with Xatu* "Hm, wonder if anything important happened while I was absent," I muse. "I only wish that was the case," Tommy replied, sitting on the couch.
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 10:42 pm
"Guess no news is good news at least, right?" I sit on a chair across from Tommy.
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 10:43 pm
Rex sighed, seeing Shaydas not responding for some odd reason, this happened a lot, so Rex headed inside. "Hey guys." He said to Tommy and Thard. Corphish and Scraggy came out....again.... Scraggy was still nursing the empty egg given to him by Nick's Chansey, while Corphish reutrned to hitting the wall. "Damn it you two!" Rex sighed.
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 10:56 pm
Thard_Verad "Guess no news is good news at least, right?" I sit on a chair across from Tommy. Tommy waved a hello at Rex, before turning to the spot where Thard had chose to seat himself. "I suppose. If anything bad were to happen while everybody was away, we wouldn't know if it'd happened. So I suppose you're right," Tommy concluded, flipping the channel to the PBN, seeing as nothing better was on. Two trainers were stepping up to their sides of the arena, and the battle was about to get under way. "Each trainer has three pokemon to use! Let the fight, begin! Both trainers through their Pokeballs, the battle about to ensue.
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 10:58 pm
"This should be good." Rex sat on the couch, letting his Pokemon cope with the inability to evolve.
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 11:03 pm
"Hm, a standard 3-on-3 battle? I personally like the Team Battle format. Essentially 5-on-5, but each Pokemon is paired off for a single-round duel. The first trainer to win three rounds wins the battle." I glance at the time and decide to at least watch one match.
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 11:07 pm
Rex sent out his Solosis and Smeargle, nicknamed Picasso. "Watch you two, this is what battles are like." Rex pointed to the TV, the two Pokemon turned to watch it.
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 11:13 pm
The first trainer, blond haired and blue eyed, sent out his first pokemon, his Fearow. The other trainer, a foreigner with a heavy western-American accent, called on his Wobbufet. Being the fater of the two, the Fearow used a Drill Peck, and did substantial damage. The Wobbufet returned the favor with a Counter attack, nearly knocking out The Fearow. After another Drill Peck and Counter, the Fearow went down.
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 11:17 pm
Even as Wobbuffet draws first blood, my TADS goes off. I check the message. "Dang. Looks like I have to go after all. G'night guys." *Teleports out with Xatu*
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 11:20 pm
"Well bye then." Rex chuckled. Solosis and Picasso watched the battle intently. Scraggy tucked the egg in its loose skin and hopped up on the couch between the two Aquans. Corphish was STILL banging his head on the wall.
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