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Demy-Stardust rolled 1 20-sided dice:
19
Total: 19 (1-20)
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 Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 7:33 pm
Scytherlite went careening past Zink, the general not even registering in his drugged field of vision. Damn, because if he had known Zink was there he'd be hugging his little buddy right now. ...Mindful of the bladed arms, of course.
Instead he went running right past him and proceeded to have a very interesting slapfight with the wall beside the General.
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Marsh the Sex Panda rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 7:34 pm
Charizan was starting to get worn out. She stopped trying to fly, and instead breathed fire at the Charizard. In reality she was just blowing as hard as she could, cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk.
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Raspberry Hippos rolled 1 20-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 7:36 pm
"ARTTTTTTICCUNNO" She yelled thinking that she was having the upper hand. In her mind all she could see was one thing and that was taking down this unworthy Articuno. She had to show him who was the boss. So she took her beck and poke it in it's skull LIKE A BOSS.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 7:38 pm
For Zinkenite, the only person who was currently not tripping balls, this is what was going on:   And if he happened to look at Scheelite, who was seriously whooping that Scyther's a** in his own mind, it looked a little likelihoo: In reality, the officers had been stomping around the room, slapping one another and running into walls. As Zinkenite approached, however... they suddenly saw their favorite person. Their beloved trainer! And in his hand.. the Master Ball! All Pokemon were welcome to leap into their trainer's loving arms and wait until they stopped thinking they could learn Thunderbolt if they only tried hard enough. Pausing here for tonight! Eliminations will begin tomorrow to narrow down the number of people who will reach the final room!
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 7:42 pm
"SCYTHER SCYYYYYYY"
This was a vicious battle, one that required a good amount of chest pounding to get the point across. Screw you LoserScyther, Scytherlite was the boss. Of course chest pounding with blades for arms resulted in shredded clothing. Or...at least it did when the one doing the chest pounding was drugged out of his mind and pulling at his clothes to simulate ripping.
The next time Scytherlite struck at his opponent, off in the real world his uniform jacket was gone, revealing the simply net shirt beneath. Zink would likely be horrified.
Speaking of Zink!
Scytherlite had paused in his asskicking of the Wall-Scyther. Finally Zinkenite had registered in his mind. His trainer! Most beloved person on the planet!
And then he lunged forward, tackling Zink by the legs and clinging to them tightly. Thankfully the only blood that showed up was from his own bleeding fingertips, rather than damage from his dreaded blade arms.
"Scyyyyy!"
That was a total cry of love, right there.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 7:44 pm
Between the flying and fire breathing and tail slapping, Charizan caught sight of Zinkenite. Here eyes went OuO and then she was running, towards him wings flapping.
When she was close she jumped, leaping on the General's back, embracing him with her wings. Charizan made crooning sounds of pleasure, arms and legs encircling Zink, her trainer would save her from the Charizard.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 7:45 pm
Ilmenite spent another moment trying to strangle the rock worm [and didn't that just sound like some kind of horrible euphemism; hopefully he'd remember it later] before his eyes landed on Zink.
Schee pounced. The pair went down. And he followed, flinging himself back toward his favorite person ever. Yes. They could pig pile on their trainer until they regained sense and came back into themselves, bruised and baffled.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 7:51 pm
Micanyx paused in her attempts to strangle the Charizard when she registered someone new. Zink! Zink had returned! Dropping the Charizard like a hot potato, Micanyx hurried to Zink and curled up at his feet.
This translated to Mica looking like a mentally-challenged inchworm as she wriggled across the floor to Zink’s feet.
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Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2011 7:52 pm
Bisintine was too busy beating on Articuno to see that her owner was ther but once she did she prek up like a fat kid who saw pie. She flap her arms and flew over to her owner and gave him a big hug.
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 4:28 am
The changes in expression were enough to put him on guard, but it couldn't have prepared him for the demented assault from his fellow would be rescuers. "Hey! What are you..." He started as Scheelite jumped him first, and where the hell was his uniform top! He knew better than to be so public with any kind of affection, let alone immobilize him by hugging his legs so he had to spread his arms for desperate balance.
Then came 'Charizan' "DON'T!" He protested too late as she slammed into his back, sending him toppling. He did his best to catch himself from the enthusiastic, goofy grinned -leap-, and managed to look up in time to see Ilmenite -fling- himself towards the small but growing pile. "NO!" He said clawing at the ground for purchace trying to keep himself from being squished by the hoard of taller, heavier participants... no no avail.
Air exploded from his lungs again leaving him wheezing under the angular Ilmenite, who it seemed was utterly comprised of elbows, knees and pointed rocks rather than any sort of functional cushioning.
Mica the "Mentally challenged earth worm" aka Micanyx at least earned SOME gratitude for not adding another body slam to the current mix, even if he was staring at her as she arced across the floor with sheer cranky looking determination like someone had duct taped her into a cocoon.
Bisintine too got some gratitude because all she gave him was a hug, not unlike Schee, but he was already down for the proverbial count and short of breaking a rib he wasn't sure it could get any worse. Public Displays of Unwarranted affection aside, hugs were far better than 'pile drivers'.
That said, as soon as he had enough air in his lungs to spare he managed to spit out a rather hostile.
"Get... OFF!"
Though it did cary rather the intonations you might have expected if 'leaky tires' could speak.
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AMItotic rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 6
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 9:44 am
Zircon didn't take kidnappings lightly. When she entered the warehouse silently with her compatriots, it was with her serious face on and her fists clenched, glancing around cautiously for any sign of those they'd come to kill. She should have been nervous, perhaps, but having her general and his captain nearby was a comfort, even if she secretly thought Scheelite was the teensiest bit over-enthused, smashing mirrors that caused hallucinogenic gas and all that.
It was when Zinkenite fell through the room that something in her eyes snapped to attention, not quite with blind rage but certainly with an angry luster that skewed the otherwise calm features of her face. She stood on guard, watching the glass door while others reached for the vent, when suddenly she heard the whoosh of panels and felt an angry sting against the side of her neck. On reflex, she pulled it out, glancing down at the dart with a frown, but before she had time to process what sort of poison they were trying to kill her with, she felt the sting of another one glance across her cheek.
And then she saw it on the other end of the room, daring to challenge her with a combative glare. That smug little rock-snake b*****d. It was going down.
It seemed almost natural to feel the weight of a heavy shell press against her back, and as she fired a triumphant water cannon the Onyx's way, she didn't even question her newfound weapons. Blastzirc was a weapon of destruction, even in reality as she stomped around the room with a sumo-wrestler's gait, growling to herself. She was so intent on ending the foe before her that she didn't even notice Zinkenite until the Onyx slapped her across the face, causing her to pivot in place wildly. Her expression flat, she tilted her head curiously and stomped over to her trainer, standing on the tips of her toes to escape the mess that was the rest of her team. In a sign of affection(?), she rested her chin soundly on top of the general's head with a resolute huff.
At least she didn't use tackle.
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 3:17 pm
One by one, the Pokeversers leapt on their trainer, and after a few minutes... they began to snap out of it. One by one the collected officers would begin to blink and look around, momentary confusion gripping them as they slowly began to stand up.
General Zinkenite looked less than pleased with the entire affair.
With the glass wall now gone and the Blood Moon Court guard defeated by the General, only the door remained... and the key that rested in General Zinkenite's posession.
But what lay on the other side?
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 3:32 pm
Scytherlite was pleased, QUITE pleased. Even as he suffered the effects of the dogpile right along with Zink, the Negaverser turned Pokemon continued to stay latched and make happy little noises. Such as "Scyyyy Scy!"
Even -after- he snapped out of it, Scheelite seemed quite content to stay just where he was. But alas, sooner or later they'd have to let their Trainer (wait...Zink?) up off the ground, and those other damn Pokemon (...wait, they're Negaversers! His fellow officers!) were sort of squishing him too.
Wiggling, Schee eventually freed himself of the pile and stood up. A few seconds later he seemed to realize he was missing a vital piece of clothing.
Damnit.
The captain retrieved his jacket, quickly putting it back on with a muffled cough. Yeah...this was all a big awkward wasn't it.
"....I was a ******** badass Scyther, just saying."
Nah, he still thought this was COOL.
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 3:34 pm
As the effects of the hallucinogen wore off Charizan faded away leaving Lieutenant Zanazziite clinging to General Zinkenite. Immediately a blush rose to her cheeks and she scrambled off of him as fast as humanly possible. ”Oh goodness, General Zinkenite, I’m so sorry!” She was mortified at her actions; she wasn’t one for big displays of affection of any kind.
Stepping away she ran her fingers through the tail of her ponytail, violet eyes looking around the room for something to distract her. When they landed on the door, and she noticed the absence of the glass wall she pointed towards it. ”We can get to the door now.” Thank you, Captain Obvious.
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2011 3:38 pm
For a very long moment, Ilmenite didn't stand up -- instead he sat on the ground hissing, rubbing at his knees and his elbows, his shins and his sides. Thrashing about on the ground like a snake, as it turned out, hurt -- or maybe the other Onyx that had been attacking him had actually been another nega, and had gotten a few blows in...
When he did stand, it was slow, his mouth fuzzy and his head cloudy and pretty desperately wanting a cigarette to clear it, but well aware that several of his teammates might kill him for more smoke, right about now.
"This is, um. Petty." He didn't say stupid, because for all he knew there was some purpose to it. His eyes shifted onto Zink, more inquisitive than mocking. Shocker. "Should we go through the next door with a plan, maybe?"
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