Matere, The Shadow Pokemon xxxxxxPersonality{Mischievous} ■ Likes to play around and sarcastic most times. A clever one, not to be taken lightly. xxxxxxMoves ■ Toxic // Dark Pulse // Hypnosis // Dream Eater
Leviathan, The Mystic Pokemon xxxxxxPersonality{Calm} ■ Even in serious situations, he stays collected. Has been good support to Cilas during emotional times. xxxxxxMoves ■ Fly // Earthquake // Dragon Tail // Draco Meteor
Eliade, The Torch Pokemon xxxxxxPersonality{Serious} ■ Takes things too literal. She always puts her best effort, not once ever lacking anything. She's focused on evolving. xxxxxxMoves ■ Flame Charge // Bug Buzz // Take Down // String Shot Battles till Evolution ■ 0/6
B A G
■ Items ■- 25,000 ■- Small black notebook ■- Potions ■- x5 Pokeballs // x5 Great Balls // x5 Ultra Balls ■- Pokedex ■- Map ■- Berries
A challenge you want....? ───────────────────────────────────
"Hmm...I see Ciella has made it. Still has her nose in a book as usual." Cilas said continuing to scout the area. All the Elites had be scattered around. Of course, with them alone and several Grunts for each of them to command, they could hold the area steady. There wasn't really a need for this mash pit of a dance party. "-sigh- Lord Enel, why must you act so child-like." he rubbed his forehead in dismay. Well, the people with the greatest minds typically were wild.
Foolish child. Cilas warned you not to intervene, yet you still proceed to rescue Mew. How typical of you. Leviathan hovered around the vicinity seeing if he could see any more trainers coming. So far none had been approaching, at least none that he could see in his line of vision. It's a shame. You're only putting your own pokemon at risk. Looking down, the Flygon saw that she had engaged in a battle with an Elite. Seriously, did this girl have a problem with listening. Or a problem with her head for that matter? Still, humans were humans. Oh look, a pokemon ranger. How lovely. Since there wasn't much to worry about, Leviathan began to make his descent back to Cilas. Kekekeke...Who shall we play with today Cilass. Matere hissed. "Stop it, you know I don't like it when you extend the 's' in my name. It's annoying, you're not a snake." he retorted. Hehehe...
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 4:36 am
DJ GhostHouse
Mochii Iced Tea
~Decoray Scragher~ Pokemon Ranger "No one is going to be injured on my watch!"
The first moment are the most critical Time like this, you gotta act fast Don't be a fool and use your tools Help them out Through their period of need.
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Pulling his googles over his eyes, he grinned at the Elite. "Gaudily dressed? Techno-man? Why, such nice words you chose. A creep, from your looks. Well, most people would call me that, but I am not of that sort. I am, after all, a simple human. A member of the Pokemon Rangers. Well, shall we engage?" he cocked his head at the female, his grin disappearing. "Ah yes, before that...Tokio! Sebastian will help you out there! He knows his moves by heart and know when to execute them!" Turning back, he fixed his eyes, hidden behind his googles, on the female as Sebastian ran to Tokio. "Now, after that little pause there, let us begin." Decoray stared.
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It's embarrassing to be rough on kids.
Sebastian ran up to Tokio. "Flo, flo, floatzel!" he called. Now, all that left to do was to wait for Tokio's command as to who to back up.
Scar paced in front of Decoray. He was ready to battle; Ace was going to be busy. He would have to take this battle. Now, after all the training, he was going to be in one battle. Decoray was going to let him be part of the team if he won this. Or so he thought.
"Shall we pray for a miracle? But tragedy has a never-ending heartbeat It shall repeat deep in the darkness Screams, pain, rage, malice. The chosen Blood Teller."
Name: Lisanna J. Scarlet. Mood: Calm but somewhat excited. Thoughts: "Oh, what a lovely tea party! And dancing too!" Inventory: A cellphone, a bottle of clean water, six regular pokeballs, six ultra balls, four super potions, three regular potions, five antidotes, three full heal and four revives.
"Shall we bind ourselves with reason? And yet you fled in terror I'll embrace you while forgiving you Grief, grudges, impatience, bloodlust. Pile them up, and I'm the Blood Teller."
With a 'happy-go-lucky'- kind of attitude verified, the dainty and thoroughly battered stick of a venomous content lingering between those subtle, partly separated chunks of beckoning pink and with the same mentioned lips curled into an affable, jagged smile of exhibited blissfulness while they sought at the very same time of presentation to drain the very essence of creation from the cigarette's construct remaining set so vigorously within her mouth there the damsel so inconsiderately had begun her traversal amidst the crowd of strangers both young and old, men and women whom nearly all would remain ensnared by the cries of battle, the exhibited scenery of calamity to even bother pay heed to whatever forces of the opposing faction would roam the environs for reasons and desirable conducts known by none-other but themselves.
The leisure glimpse of sanguine which lingered behind the frames of crimson and with a posture alone which indicated naught but the very sincerity of a lack of capability of a feigned display of even the slightest notion of inquisitiveness there she strode. The voluptuous of her physique swaying in such a gracious, alluring manner with each and every step made there Lisanna with haste paced through the flock of strangers in search for a familiarity capable of elaboration.
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Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 8:55 am
DJ GhostHouse
FatalityKaz
▶"Wind Sword Angel"◀
The skycallsforth... I come out, step out... Into this world Igo... Protectingthose I love... Endlessly being blown byfate's wind...
Walking along the Route, she was playing with her Prinplup, tickling its tummy as it made cute noises and squirmed in her arms. Her Leafeon and Pachirisu her in her bag, sleeping. Pachirisu was recovering from his battle with a Solstice Team member. Pen plump was also in it but he doesn't like to sleep after a battle. Besides, he got a cookie and some water then a nice hot bath and then another cookie and more water. Basically, her penguin would be fat if it was like Slaking but he moved around a lot, mostly loving to play with his owner/bestie. Seeing a battle happening on the road, she stood close to the trees near them and watched but she wasn't hiding.
» Active/Knockout » Status: Normal » Mood: Playful » Active/Knockout » Status: Normal » Mood: sleeping » Active/Knockout » Status: Normal » Mood: Sleeping
Crystalwater Cityis my home... My Pokémon are myteam... Wefighttogether... Loseandwintogether... But we neverblameone another...
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xxxLightly parting her lips with yet another sigh, she shrugged at his comments. "Aren't we all simple humans? We judge at first look, so there's my impression of you." she said plainly. Pulling out a Pokeball from her belt, she hefted them in her hands. "I'd rather get this over as soon as possible, if you don't mind." she said, distastefully. Whether she won or lost, Enel should be satisfied. She was doing his stupid work after all, and she would soon be able to get back to her book. Contemplating the Buizel and the Eevee techno-man had out, she watched as the Buizel scurried off. Handicap for her? Oh well, as least this would be a quicker battle. He should've worried more about himself though. Ciella threw out her own Pokemon. "Kinome, center stage!" she called, flicking her Pokeball into the air with a snap of her wrist. A Leafeon popped out, calling out with her respective sound. Shikuen stayed at her side, obediently waiting to be called into battle. Not just yet though. Shikuen was her trump card, and she didn't call him out unless it was necessary.
“Even if it's my fault, I want to make things right! I want everything to be peaceful like it was...”
Wait, Sebastion's here too!? Tokio said, looking at the small Floatzel who was next to him. Umm.... okay. Well, try to back up Deino, okay Sebastion? Tokio said. It felt weird having to command someone elses Pokemon. but it was needed, with all this chaos going on for the Mew. Sebastion, use Aqua Jet on the grunts guarding Mew! He commanded Sebastion, while Mienfoo fought and so did Deino.
“That's why I'll never stop fighting! Because I don't need a weapon! My friends are my power!"
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Pokemon: HP: ★★★★★★★★★★★★ EXP:★☆☆☆☆☆ Pokemon Name: Mienfoo Nickname: ... Gender: Male Distinguishing Marks/Item: ... Hold item: ...
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Move One: Meditate Move Two: Fake out Move Three: Double slap Move Four: Swift
HP: ★★★★★★★★★★★☆ EXP:★☆☆☆☆☆ Pokemon Name: Deino Nickname: ... Gender: Male Distinguishing Marks/Item: ... Hold item: ...
HP: ★★★★★★★★★★★★ EXP:★☆☆☆☆☆ Pokemon Name: Zorua Nickname: ... Gender: Female Distinguishing Marks/Item: She's able to speak like a human. Hold item: ...
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Shoku lowered her head seeing Umbreon take the attack. But it wasnt time to give up quite yet, "Umbreon, Retaliate by using Darkpulse, then get out of the way." She demanded then pulled out a pokeball from her sleeve, "Mightyena, your up too." As the Pokemon emerged from the ball it gave a slight growl then barked waiting for an order, "Protect Mew by going after Floatzel, Use Thunder fang." She said as the Grey and Black Pokemon took off for Floatzel.
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Umbreon; 9/12 Mightyena; 12/12
Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 1:24 pm
[ J a s p e r - U n d e r w o o d ]
Ghoul Freak
- Team Solstice Recon Squad -
"R U N ,F R E A K, R U N ! "
Where am I: Route 209 What am I doing: Battling. Who am I with: Dusknoir (G), Shoku, and the rest of Team Solstice. Pokemon Out of Ball: My Dusknoir What am I thinking: "I loath Zorua."
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(OOC: Dusknoir, I have no faith that you'll win this fight sooo... good luck buddy. *pats back*) XXXXXXXXXXRolling his eyes, the ghost type specialist sighed in response.He knew what the pokemon Zorua was made of, but he did not like the fact that it copies a pokemon's appearance. Especially a ghost type. There have been a few instances where he went off looking for ghost pokemon in Unova, and it had been a Zorua in disguise. They were all the same Zorua. He felt like the pokemon was taunting him. He supposed that was why he did not really care when he insulted one."For your information, I have had many encounters with a Zorua. Let me just tell you, I have come to dislike the pokemon. It just taunts me."When the pokemon jumped behind his Dusknoir started to attack, he just sighed and stared."Don't dodge, G. You know what to do."G Followed his masters orders by standing still, cringing a bit when he had been attacked. Yes, it was super effective, but Jasper had taught him better. Once the move was over, he whipped around to the little Zorua and did his next order."Brick Break. Take him down."There was no way he was going to let a little Zorua make a fool of him. He knew better than to let his anger get the best of him, but was it really worth letting a pokemon make a fool of him? Of course not. He would be the laughing stalk of Team Solstice. There was no way that would happen. Jasper thanked to the high heavens that Isabelle had helped his pokemon learn how to use a fighting type move."No way am I letting someone get the best of me."He growled to himself. He just hoped that Dusknoir would last long.
Enel looked at the Floatzel as it attempted the Aqua Jet on the Grunts and sucked his teeth. Without having to make commands, many of the Grunts' electric type Pokemon took the front lines. And seconds later, the air was filled with a variety of electric based attacks, blocking off Floatzel's path. Enel and the Grunt Army then turned when they spotted a red haired lady with sun glasses in a thirst like fashion. " Look at her breast! " they all shouted simultaneously like hungry perverts. And for several minutes the entire group would cheer, converse and grade the size of her breast like a bunch of Gaming Freaks who finally lost their virginity.
Thoughts: ▪ Breast-Breast-Breast-Breast-Breast-Breast-Breast Mood: ▪ Excited Facial Expression: ▪ Smile Company: ▪ Team Solstice Army, Mew & Some Dweebs Objective: ▪ Subdue and Capture Mew
Matere, The Shadow Pokemon xxxxxxPersonality{Mischievous} ■ Likes to play around and sarcastic most times. A clever one, not to be taken lightly. xxxxxxMoves ■ Toxic // Dark Pulse // Hypnosis // Dream Eater
Leviathan, The Mystic Pokemon xxxxxxPersonality{Calm} ■ Even in serious situations, he stays collected. Has been good support to Cilas during emotional times. xxxxxxMoves ■ Fly // Earthquake // Dragon Tail // Draco Meteor
Eliade, The Torch Pokemon xxxxxxPersonality{Serious} ■ Takes things too literal. She always puts her best effort, not once ever lacking anything. She's focused on evolving. xxxxxxMoves ■ Flame Charge // Bug Buzz // Take Down // String Shot Battles till Evolution ■ 0/6
B A G
■ Items ■- 25,000 ■- Small black notebook ■- Potions ■- x5 Pokeballs // x5 Great Balls // x5 Ultra Balls ■- Pokedex ■- Map ■- Berries
A challenge you want....? ───────────────────────────────────
With Leviathan and Gengar at his side, Cilas stood idly by watching the battles commence. Almost as if he was a referee for his team and waiting for the moment to jump in when things looked bad for them. Their duty was to prevent the trainers from freeing Mew, so the other Elites would get help whether they wanted it or not. They were here to do their jobs not to have fun. Although, Lord Enel's case was very different.
Cilas hung his head in embarrassment. "So the true form of our leader finally shows." he said responding to Enel's outburt along with several of the other Solstice grunts. What kind of men had they recruited? Cilas made way next to the machine in which the Mew was captured in. Someone had to stand guard if not the grunts who were drooling over the physical development of a young red haired woman.
─────────────────────────────────── ......Let's make this a memorable battle.
"Shall we pray for a miracle? But tragedy has a never-ending heartbeat It shall repeat deep in the darkness Screams, pain, rage, malice. The chosen Blood Teller."
Name: Lisanna J. Scarlet. Mood: Calm but somewhat disgusted yet excited. Thoughts: "I feel like a ******** celebrity on this road. If they are as dumb as they look, this will be easy." Inventory: A cellphone, a bottle of clean water, six regular pokeballs, six ultra balls, four super potions, three regular potions, five antidotes, three full heal and four revives.
"Shall we bind ourselves with reason? And yet you fled in terror I'll embrace you while forgiving you Grief, grudges, impatience, bloodlust. Pile them up, and I'm the Blood Teller."
Baffled by the juvenile exhibition of a lecherous, blatant desire; the ephemeral moment of utter stagnation and authentic, earnest disbelief washing over her while the scorched ashes still vigorously lingering to the very tip of her cigarette threatening to spill: The voluptuous, red-head would so silently halt. All previous indications of physical, raw moments halted while she through a subtle glimpse thrown above the lowered of her glasses' rim, and the in-comprehensive display of a plausible amusement observed the once shouting guards in a cruel fashion of genuine, crude disgust.
The once jagged corners of her lips grew further, the charming smile becoming twisted and invert, portraying a sense of animosity while she thoughtfully; with a delicate hand raised to traverse across the bewildering mane of red to scatter it's mesmerizing locks away from the delicate of her countenance, would allow for the poisonous stick to falter upon the fully exposed notion of her lips departure. Separating those subtle lips of pink; the woman would briefly inhale, allowing for the tarnished air stained with sweat and anger to intertwine and blend with the words of sarcasm which yearned for an escape. “Oh my! That was bloody amazing!” She applauded them, mockery reeking from the very outline of her creation while she purposely would allow for gravity to fondle with her fully developed figure through the unnecessary, but playfully committed conduct of a subtle, but obvious sway. “Get in my way though, and I'll have to... how does the youngsters put it? Oh yeah, ******** you up. I'm here for that pokemon, so squirm!”
" She sounds ugly! " a Grunt shouted from the center of the Grunt Stronghold. And with that Enel followed with " Yeah, she does. The boobs were awesome, but when she opened her mouth and that hideous sound came out. I nearly puked. " he said. And within seconds, many of the members began to throw jokes around about her voice. It even came to the point were Grunts were playing Rock, Paper, Scissors on who would approach her and tell her how ugly she sounded. " This could be the great time for.... " he began as the helicopters started to blare loud music and shine dance lights onto the scene. " ....a Super Fun Musical Dance Party!!!" he shouted as everyone began to dance once more. By this time, most would probably notice that Enel was not taking the Trainers very serious.
Thoughts: ▪ Party-Party-Party-Party-Party-Party-Party, Dance-Dance-Dance-Dance-Dance-Dance-Dance Mood: ▪ Energetic Facial Expression: ▪ Laughter Company: ▪ Team Solstice Army, Mew & Some Dweebs Objective: ▪ Subdue and Capture Mew
"Shall we pray for a miracle? But tragedy has a never-ending heartbeat It shall repeat deep in the darkness Screams, pain, rage, malice. The chosen Blood Teller."
Name: Lisanna J. Scarlet. Mood: Calm but somewhat embarrassed on her enemies behalf. Thoughts: "I don't know why I'm disappointed, I didn't expect much of them to begin with, and that response~ urgh.. I do sincerely hope that it's not contagious." Inventory: A cellphone, a bottle of clean water, six regular pokeballs, six ultra balls, four super potions, three regular potions, five antidotes, three full heal and four revives.
"Shall we bind ourselves with reason? And yet you fled in terror I'll embrace you while forgiving you Grief, grudges, impatience, bloodlust. Pile them up, and I'm the Blood Teller."
While the vast majority of her mind's consciousness yearned for a much required wipe-out of this ridiculous response of a presumptive 'comeback', the outmost childish demeanor shown of both a lacking creativity as-well as a proper subject to even begin actually affront the obvious, falsely imprinted ego which she possessed: Lisanna could do naught but to chuckle. These underdeveloped, slow children were as bad at insults as the likes of an infant incapable of speech and recently torn-out from the tender insides of it's creator's womb. Still remaining firmly in place however, her hands casually descending down to linger against the smooth fabrication of her attire's construct alongside the well-shaped of her thighs; the damsel would leisurely observe them for a bit longer, thoughts already roaming the calculating of her mind while she with the unmatched efficiency befit for a bird of prey; began to count the magnitude of surrounding bastards and with it; preform a bit of calculations in judging the promising numbers of pokemon which each individual would possess, and with it; of what capabilities these poor, distraught manifestations would pose to the likes of herself and her own kinsmen.
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Godly P i s t o l
Posted: Sat Jul 27, 2013 6:32 pm
HAYLEYXXX BOOKSTINE
Again, as egotistical as I am, as self-centered as I am, and as much as I love strangers idolizing me...
Every instinct I have is screaming at me to quietly run away, Hayley thought tensely. The adrenaline fueled by anger and fear, had her all worked up and vulnerable to mistakes. She wasn't good at this. She wasn't good at playing the hero. It caused her brain to get all muddled up in emotion, and her small body to exhaust all it's energy for short spasms of action that may or may not change anything. More oft than naught, Hayley's little acts of heroism had done nothing in the past. Come on, Hay-Bale. She tried to sound like her scolding mother. This is too risky. Never take a chance without being in a calm state of mind. Are you in a calm state of mind? No. No you're not. You're twitching, a sign of the word "reckless" incarnate. Your heart's pounding, and now you're panting like a wild animal. It was true. Hayley's lungs were fluttering uncontrollably, and the "Mind-Mom" wasn't working. Duchess, her cool, collected, and self-involved Glameow could sense it. Her springy tail flailed, wisping in Hayley's face in irritation. Those cool blue eyes stared at her trainer, almost as if willing the conflicted girl to hurry up and make her mind up. They have it coming! If I don't do it, who's gonna? Her heart's brash little whine sounded like a child. Her head argued with it as if it were so. There are plenty of trainers here, all doing the same thing that you want to do, except, they'll probably not get killed. Leave it to those morons. Leave this alone. Hayley's fiery passion, leaking from her heart gave a good point, though. But look at them! Do they look like they're winning? Hayley looked, and bit her lip, trying to breathe in long, calm, and deep breaths. The fight was not going so well. So far, not many trainers had shown up, in comparison to the amount of Team Solstice grunts. Convincing herself that she was only doing cautious reconnaissance, Hayley had stalked them when they fell back to guard the case where this so-called legendary Pokémon, Mew, was being held captive. She couldn't see much of it with the grunts pressed against it like canned tuna. It was an amateurish, but effective barrier against any self-proclaimed heroes. She didn't comprehend the dancing, musical spotlight helicopters, and all that jazz, but however idiotic they were, they still made a good wall of meat and unleashed Pokémon around the contraption. Worst of all, they were well-coordinated. It suddenly dawned on her just how freakishly in sync all the grunts were when dancing around like lunatics, all moving to the same choreography. Somebody ordered a Floatzel to attack the case in all the confusion, but it had done little in the face of so many instinctive electrical nets produced by any grunt wielding such Pokémon. "There is no way I can do this," Hayley said, hesitation and pent up aggression making her voice warble. Duchess growled, catching Hayley's worry. "Shh." She got a tail in the face for defying the little diva and pushed it away, trying not to taste cat-fur. "I love how obedient you are," Hayley said wryly. She smirked at the Glameow. If she had enough in her to produce sarcasm, she'd be alright. It was more of a heart decision than a head decision that propelled her hand towards her belt, and Duchess sensed the change in her trainer. Hayley could swear that she saw the Pokémon smirk a little. Now what was the plan? Certainly not to charge in there like every other fool here. Hayley was too smart for that. She mulled over it a bit, her fingers quivering over her two occupied pokeballs on her belt, before finally choosing the Pokémon she could trust to make a distraction. Maybe break apart that clumsy guard a little more. "Come out, Bubbles," Hayley whispered. A burly Quagsire appeared in a flash of white and blinked dully at her. Duchess sighed a little, finding the dull-witted, but ever-loyal addition to the team a constant disappointment. "'Cause you're such a saint," Hayley dismissed in good humor and smiled at Bubbles. She pointed to a patch of forestry farther away, leading Bubbles' eyes towards it. "Charge out from over there and use earthquake. I want to shake up that defense around that machine. Go, while they're all focused on electric type defenses." Bubbles nodded and swaggered off. Hayley waiting, chewing her lip with tension, until a moment later, Bubbles lumbered out of the shrubbery with a rolling yell: "Quaaaaag!" Hayley grinned. He may not be fast or intimidating, but when he slapped his fat flippers onto the ground, the earth still heaved beneath the grunts' feet, knocking them against each other, and many Pokémon rattled like maracas. "G'boy, Bubbles," Hayley lovingly cooed from her hiding spot. Nagging for attention, Duchess rubbed against Hayley's leg and purred in approval when Hayley's steady hand caressed down her arched spine.
...It's all worked for me so far.
xxxxxx ClaydolxxxxxxxxDuchessxxxxxxxxBubbles ■■■■■■■■■■■■ x ■■■■■■■■■■■■xx■■■■■■■■■■■■ Backpack!!! Pokegear -TM Case -Pokedex -My parents' research -Pokefood -Poffins -Balls: 6 poke balls, 3 great balls, 2 ultra balls -Medicinnes: 2 antidotes, 2 paralyze heals, 2 full heals, 5 freshwaters, 3 soda pops, 2 lemonades -Wallet: $14'200.
It not three days after Sora started traveling did he get team Solstice's message. It was good enough that he was already in the area, but he knew that he wasn't going to be much help with only one pokemon.
So, what do you suppose we do? Zero asked, they weren't quite at the area where all of the trainers and team solstice members were battling but he was kind of close.
"We add to the team of course." Sora replied, pointing out into nowhere. "Out there in an entire route of potential teammates, and to do any damage to the wall of grunt we have to find and successfully capture two of them. Though that is a rough estimate."
"So you mean to defeat one grunt, basically?"
"I was thinking two or three." Zero rolled his eyes in response. "But seriously though, we need to help as much as we can. Team Solstice on it's own is bad enough...but with Mew's power. I don't even want to think about it."
Zero nodded, and they set off, looking in the tall grass for some pokemon. It wasn't long before they found one, a Shinx appeared.
_____________________________________________________________________ Before it could do anything, Zero used quick attack on the Shinx. It rolled back, and when it recoiled it used charge. The Shinx then used Leer, which lowered Zero's defense. The Shinx was quick, and Zero wasn't as fast to respond.
The Shinx immediately followed up with spark, and Zero was too caught off guard to dodge. "Counter!" Sora said, Zero used it quickly to make the Shinx bounce back. The move dealt double the damage that Zero had taken, which was already higher than normal due to Spark.
Zero got into a stance, waiting for Shinx to get back up. It was a quirk of his that Sora noticed he always seemed to do. The Shinx got up and shook itself off, it was down but not out, a persistent little bugger.
Shinx used leer again, and then tackle. Zero dodged, then used quick attack. "Alright Zero, I'm 'bout to throw the pokeball." He said, and tossed a regular pokeball at the Shinx. The Shinx went in and the pokeball started to glow. ________________________________________________________
Sora started to hear music, he looked to Zero, who shrugged.
Zero 12/12
Inventory
4 pokeballs 2 Great balls 1 ultra ball 10 Fresh waters 5 Soda pops 5 full heals 5 escape ropes Pokedex Pokegear Shock absorbent Running shoes(For parkour) Vs. Recorder Vs. Seeker Aura Gloves
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