Momo blinked. Then blinked again. The girl rubbed her eyes wondering if what she had just seen had actually happened. One minute there had been a Zoruark, the next he had shoved something through his chest in his heart. A suicidal pokemon? Wait no... The pokemon moved and something began covering him. Surprisingly he was still alive. However instead...something peculiar was happening. He was transforming?! Completely unlike the cheerful, happy girl, a serious expression crossed her face. Things needed to be taken care of. Who knew what could happen if they messed this up. It seemed like Riku was taking partial control as she stood up straight. "Valkyrie, Sparky, Yoshi, everyone needs your help." she called.
The Totodile leapt off her shoulder, quacking. Instead of cringing like the others- he was an oddball- he just quacked loudly. Claws glinting slightly, he began hopping from side to side. Back and forth, he began a strange routine to move and then he started actually running. The Totodile leapt forward slashing forward as his claws gleamed silver. He was going to start this off with Metal Claw!
The Sneasel arrived in a flash of light. Claws were up and ready as she glanced around. Immediately her gaze focused on the figure on the ground. Darkrai.... It wasn't often that she would have the opportunity to fight a legendary... A satisfied grin spread across the Sneasel's face. The Dark Avenger feared no one! Perching on her tiptoes, she then pushed off and began running. The Sneasel let out a loud Sneeeeeeee before charging and aiming to slash with Scratch!
Sparky darted forward as well. He was a small blur of electricity darting from left to right. As the pokemon continued forward, the mischievous look in his eyes were obvious. What to do...what to do... The ball of electricity catapulted forward. Now wasn't the time to try possessing things... Ah, that's it! Grinning and letting out a light laugh, he sent a strong jolt of electricity aiming to hit the prone figure with Thundershock!
[Roll One // Yoshi ; Roll Two// Valkyrie ; Roll Three// Sparky ]
[26/50]
In the Garden of Monsters rolled 3 20-sided dice:
9, 2, 1Total: 12 (3-60)
Posted: Sun Aug 25, 2013 2:59 pm
Vanni flinched as reality fractured around her; it was a bit like being poked right in the mind's eye with bleach. However, mild discomfort would give way to genuine concern as she watched the cackling Nightmare King began to morph into a monster of legends. Well, that explained some things, and raised other, even more worrying questions. But she didn't have time to dwell on that right now. Despite the sheer power this thing radiated, it seemed to still be changing. Resting in the same way a bug-type wrapped in a cocoon would, too busy gorging on it's own glory, she might have a chance to do... something. She frowned, hands wrapped tightly around her cane. Vanni didn't wish to take flight, so all she had left was fight.
It took her but a second to locate the two Pokeballs she needed-- she wasn't going to let Gilles take this abomination on by himself. With a graceful flick, she called for her other fighters. Culann was still injured, and a selfish part of her wanted to keep Phoebe away from any of her nightmares, which left...
Bellona hit the ground tensed and ready for a battle, whips held up at the ready. However, the sight up... and up... and up of the meditating Darkrai was enough to temporarily take the wind out of her says. "Why is it always the weird battles you call me out for, hmm?" The Chikorita gave a long-suffering sigh.
Urvogel materialized on Gilles's left side, colorful wings spread out like a fan. The little fossil-bird surveyed the, beak set in a permanently firm line. "Big," came his succinct, deadpan assessment.
The Omanyte's tentacles stretched out to cuddle his two companions. "Mes amis, how lovely! I believe we call this a ména--" Gilles was interrupted by a grouchy Archen's kick.
The trainer couldn't help a small, slight smile. Those two were keeping brave faces, she could tell, but they were obviously worried. Bellona's small feet dug into the ground, and she hadn't yet lowered her whips, while Urvogel had instinctively puffed himself out as he was wont to do. Gilles.... well, Gilles never reacted to anything without lechery, so at least he was normal. "I know this will be hard, but I trust you," she said simply, voice equal parts steel and velvet. "Steel Wing, Fury Cutter, Aurora Beam. If you please."
Urvogel was the first to move-- he'd already been jittering with nervous (not fearful!) energy. And after all, he was the fastest! He rushed forward, wings dragging the ground, making a most ear-splitting shriek as the feathers morphed to steely tips. With a warbled cry, he leapt at Darkrai. The Steel Wing would be brought down with all his might, and then the Archen would let the momentum send him coasting away to the right.
Hot on his tail feathers, Bellona let her teammate strike before throwing herself into the ring. Almost literally, it would seem, as the little Chikorita used her vines to propel herself at the Darkrai. All the while, her little head leaf was glowing a pale sickly yellow-green, marking her power. As she leapt through the area, Bellona would slice at the legendary with her Fury Cutter attack, and then dodge to the left.
Gilles, meanwhile, would hang back. Whilte the two melee fighters rushed forward, he carefully narrowed his eyes, and began to tighten his focus. A surprisingly serious look crossed his face as a shimmering corona gathered in front of his twitching tendrils. Once Bellona darted off to the side, his strange features curled into a parody of a smile. Clear. The beautiful rainbow light shot towards the Darkrai, chilling the air.
((Roll 1: Urvogel; Roll 2: Bellona; Roll 3: Gilles))
Jasmine could scarcely believe it... but she watched the figures on her pokédex scouter climb and climb, that shard sinking in, it was no longer equipped... it was part of the creature!!!
The world tumbled over, with her and all of her pokémon tossed into the whirlpool of darkness as the world split, over and over again like a kaleidoscope turning, until finally the world fell back into focus again... and now... here they were, before the strange creature...
"...This isn't just a dream anymore, is it?" Jasmine spoke, the first to pick herself up.
All that was left was herself, her pokémon... and the Thing that was once Oberon, now positioned before the tree... she could feel it, radiating darkness, blistering black energy blustered all around the transforming Zoroark, Ironclaw took a quick step back as one such bolt hit the ground!
[Stay back!] Ironclaw squawked, rousing herself fully now, looking at the distance in between... [It's no good... I can't get at him... not without getting hit by... all that!!]
Jasmine stood now... uncertainly, but finally finding her footing... she looked at the pokémon around her... Nightingale... Burnout... and Ironclaw... and in the pokéball... the newly hatched PKE...
And back to the Darkrai... the spot where the ground was hit by the Nightmarish energy... it was warped... twisted... and the tree behind him, it only grew more and more tangled by the second...
[A Darkrai... a creature of nightmares born... just imagine what would happen to this world of dreams...] Nightingale gasped, paws close to her mouth as she watched on.
"..."
[It seems our choice is made for us.] Burnout let out a puff of smoke as he floated forward. [Once again, we thrust ourselves forward into a land of action and stupidity for others behalf...]
A metal smack came, as Jasmine's crutch hit the ground and she held it angled, barring the way for the Lampent, as the girl shook her head. "We don't do this just for everyone. We do this for us as well... I still feel like we owe this guy for all the trouble he's given us."
"I don't want to let him away with this... but it means we're all going to have to get hurt..."
[But then again, we're masters at dealing with that sort of thing, huh, Jasmine?] Ironclaw laughed, casting a look back at the bandaged girl.
The girl grinned, and nodded, a bandaged hand clenched as she nodded forward. "If there's one thing we all know... it's getting beat up, and getting back up afterward!"
Ironclaw nodded, and wordlessly rushed forward, into the battlefield!!
The girl looked to Burnout, shaking her head, "You stay back, with me, if anything happens, and the others need help? You're our last option."
The Lampent shook angrily, looking to the Skarmory running in. [And HOW prey tell, do you plan on making this work?!]
Jasmine looked at Nightingale... and grinned... Suddenly yanking off the Chanseys nurse cap, "By improvising!"
Nightingale looked positively indignant, before suddenly Jasmine had swapped the hat, replacing it with a beat up bronze helmet with a flashlight atop it, the Chansey looked at the Miners Helmet with a slow dawning realisation.
"I was a strategy student once... maybe there's a reason for it... and MAYBE we can play with what we have. Do you think you can support the others Nightingale?"
The Chansey smiled, and bounded forward to join the Skarmory on the battlefield!
And finally... Jasmine grinned, picking up an item from her bag she'd only added to it recently, "I have a final idea too..."
"A new way to play with PKE..." She glanced back a Burnout watching her... LISTENING to her... before she popped open the ball in her other hand to reveal the small Rotom, offering him the device.
"Now, listen closely... there's a present I need you to give someone..."
And now... finally, as PKE joined the battlefront, there they stood, her choices...
"Everyone... watch out for each other, do your best... and we'll keep at this!"
[Right!] [Right!] [Whee!]
[Don't worry about Jasmine!] Barked the Lampent, protectively placing himself before Jasmine. [I shall watch over her!!]
The former-Arcanine turned slightly to Jasmine. [Let's see if you've learned from your mistakes...]
The girl was quiet, just for a moment. Now it was time to act... and she pointed forward dramatically. "We need to weaken him for our attack!! Nightingale... Helping Hand, cheer them on!! Ironclaw, Leer him down!!"
And her eye shone, "PKE?"
The Rotom looked back with an impish giggle, still hiding the item she'd gave.
"Trick!"
There they were, as Nightingale cheered and clapped and sent radiant warming sparks out to her fellow combatants, as Ironclaw's goggles would light red with the ominous glower she shone upon the Darkrai's developing form.
And PKE? Finally the Rotom opened those tiny lightning bolt appendages and revealed the egg... a strange dark egg, emblazened with the letters X, I, I and I! The Unlucky Egg! They were going to stunt this Darkrai before he could do anything to stop them!!
[Presents!!!] PKE giggled, as static shot between the egg and the Rotom itself, trying to setup a connection, to attach the egg to the Darkrai!!
[[Roll 1, Nightingale, Roll 2, Ironclaw, Roll 3, PKE]]
Raven stood silent for a time, crimson orbs watching the transformed Zoroark intently. He did not react swiftly like the others despite his affinity, not to mention frequent reliance upon combat. Instead he merely looked on, hardly breathing as a myriad of thoughts pushed and shoved their way through his mind. The first was the obvious...the brief question of whether or not this form was merely another one of the beast's illusions...but it couldn't be so, he could feel the power even from where he stood. The next was again obvious, the weighing of their odds against such a creature. Could they beat it? Was there truly a chance to survive here? The next thought was in a very different direction. What stood before him was in a form, a step towards his ideal. Here was a Pokemon which, sanity and honour set aside, had struggled to obtain it's own strength, pushing far beyond it's natural limits to gain tremendous power. The final thought of course was the mental backhand across the face. Yes it had power, but for it the beast had set aside sanity and honour, given it's very heart to darkness for power alone...that wasn't true strength...that was not his ideal.
A snap of his fingers and the boy was back in the game, hand immediately flying to his belt and retrieving two of the balls there. Genn was already on the field, but he was going to need more then his Steelix for this one!
Fable would appear with a roar like an inferno, clearly his rage had not abated even a little, and while Oberon's form had changed his scent remained the same. A deep reptilian hiss would leave Fable's throat as the Charmander locked eyes with his foe, leaping forward to take his vengeance upon the dark scourge...something which would fall short as a black clad hand grasped his tail, causing the Fire-Type to land face first in the dirt...well, if there had been any dirt.
"Only a fool rushes in when another one remains" Raven stated tartly, reaching into his bag and retrieving a potion to spray upon his Pokemon. Luckily his PokeDex seemed to still be functioning despite this being the dream world, and that had told him all he needed to know. He'd need Fable's strength for this, but if he didn't heal the Charmander now the Fire-Type's part in this battle would be short lived!
In the mean time however he had to more then able bodied Pokemon to pick up the slack "Genn use Ice Fang!" Raven barked, releasing Fable's tail as he allowed the Charmander's wounds too heal.
The Steelix merely chuckled. Fighting another legendary eh? Now this could be interesting! ">GYAHAHAHAHA!!! Aye aye boss! GYAHAHAHAHA!!!<" Genn laughed boisterously, ice filling his mouth even as he tilted his head back to release the sound. Tip curling slightly Genn's tail would slam against the ground and the Steelix would be off like a shot, his thick steel coils bending back and forth as he weaved across the ground like a tremendous serpent...which in a way he was. The Steel-Type would barely rear before crashing head first, into his opponent or into the floor he didn't know, and given his personality he probably didn't care either!
The last of Raven's choices would be a bit of an odd one, a Pokemon which hadn't seen the light of day since their arrival in the dreamworld. With a sleepy eyed gaze Diabound would take in his surroundings, scratching faintly at his mask as if it were his stomach. It was rather dark around here, but he supposed that suited him just fine. Strange place regardless. He was awake but he had the strangest sense of being asleep. No matter. Letting out a rather tension breaking yawn, the Yamask would soundlessly crack his neck before saying in a rather lacklustre tone ">Let's get this over with.<"
"Diabound use Energy Ball...I'd say the target is obvious" Raven ordered flatly, he didn't have the time to feel disgruntled, embarrassed, or any other sort of emotion about the mentality of his Pokemon.
Giving another yawn Diabound would bring his hands together, allowing the energy of life and light to gather between his ethereal fingers. An ever shifting green light form between his palms, creating a condensed sphere the size of a soft ball which the Ghost-Type would soon lob forward...but that wasn't the end of it. Once it had left his hands and reached the pinnacle of it's arc the ball would abruptly ripple, tripling in size and spiralling as it fell toward their shadow clad foe. It was time to see just how well the light did against the dark!
Starter Pokemon: Charmander [M] Name & Level: Fable, Lv 8 [Temperament] Quiet Bio: Raven first met Fable during his time living on the streets, finding the fire-tailed reptile in one of hundreds of alleys he'd been in. Battered, beaten, and bloodied, it was clear the Charmander had seen it's fair share of battles...and lost every single one. He bit Raven only five seconds after their initial encounter. Fable had lost all trust in humanity. Raven was never fully aware of the details, but the Charmander's former trainer had been abusive. He'd placed him in battles with impossible odds, expecting him to combat and defeat opponent after opponent with little to no rest...and when he lost, it was his trainer whom would personally add to the reptiles injuries. Finally tired of wasting his time on "some worthless newt" his trainer had abandoned him in the dirtiest alleyway he could find and just left him there. The boy hadn't even given him a name...at least not one he cared to repeat.
For days after that first encounter Raven returned to the alley, usually meeting with the same result; yet still he kept coming, sometimes he even brought food. It was generally scraps most likely out of the garbage, but it was food none the less. One day the Charmander finally asked why the child kept returning...not with words of course, but with his eyes. The curiosity at the boy's actions were clear in the reptiles gaze. Raven had said he saw a fire in Fables eyes that day when they first met, the desire to become truly powerful. More time passed after that, but the only thing which mattered after that point was the outcome. Even without a Pokeball the Charmander decided to follow the boy from that day forward, even earning the name Fable in the process. Raven would speak of spending the reward money on new clothes and a bath, but what was consistently leave out was the purchase of a single Pokeball. There was no need. Even without it, Fable would follow his trainer to the depths of hell and back. Stats: HP: 4/26, PP: 25, ATK: 15, DEF: 14, SPD: 15, SP-ATK: 18, SP-DEF: 15 MOVES: - Fire Punch - Growl - Iron Tail - Ember Held Item: Coal EXP: 494/700
Pokemon: Steelix [M] Name & Level: Genn, Lv 8 [Temperament] Hasty Bio: Raven met with this Onix while making his way through Clockwork Cavern. An Area Guardian, his charge was evidently a Magnemite the boy had recently passed. Believing Raven a threat, the Onix attacked immediately. Raven seeing qualities he liked in the Pokemon, and after suffering some minor damage while battling against Fable, the Onix was quickly captured. An act he made no move to fight against. Quick to make his decisions, Genn rarely listens to Raven in battle, having chosen his next action before the child even has a moment to speak. Stats: HP: 23/32, PP: 24, ATK: 21, DEF: 35, SPD: 13, SP-ATK: 16, SP-DEF: 17 MOVES: - Rock Throw - Mud Sport - Ice Fang - Screech Held Item: Canary Feather EXP: 495/700
Pokemon: Yamask [M] Name & Level: Diabound , Lv 5 [Temperament] Lax Bio: Born in an era long forgotten, to a culture left in ruin, Diabound isn't particularly forthcoming about his human past, nor his original name. Only one factor is truly clear about his former life, the fact he was a Thief. Even now after untold centuries that fact remains true. Though outwardly a lazy stooge seemingly incapable of such deeds. Diabound is constantly on the lookout for anything deemed valuable...or potentially so. When he finds such a thing the Yamask will lazily proceed towards the target, using a mask of lacklustre or even moronic behaviour to swipe the item on the sly. More often then not by the time one notices the object is missing it is too late, and they will doubtless never see it again! Stats: HP: 20/20, PP: 22, ATK: 9, DEF: 16, SPD: 9, SP-ATK: 12, SP-DEF: 11 MOVES: - Energy Ball - Disable - Dark Pulse - Psychic Held Item: Quick Claw EXP: 125/400
Faced with the shifting form of the Darkai, still in possession to some degree of his previous evasive abilities, most would find their attacks missing the legendary's shadowy hide. Several out right bounced off the nightmare lord's new form. Only a single attack, that of Victoria's Quagsire would manage to pierce the haze, though many others had come close, and had they faced any other foe then this the damage would have been devastating. Still one shot would not make for victory against their current enemy, and so the children would need to fight on in hopes of eliminating their foe as he continued to gather power!
Darkrai -SHINY- Oberon The Nightmare King, Lv 15 Nature:Impish Ability: Bad Dream [Nightmare Mode - True] - Lowers the HP of all Pokemon present in the Dream World by 4 each turn. Stats: HP:45/50/PPconfused??/ATKconfused??/DEFconfused??/SPDconfused??/SP-ATKconfused??/SP-DEFconfused?? MOVES: - Dark Pulse - Disable - Spite - Ominous Wind Item:
Momo watched the situation unfold. Things weren't looking good at all. She could almost feel the tension in the air, thick as a cloud. Things could be very chaotic and the world could even come to an end if they didn't get rid of this problem before it arose. There were hundreds counting on them to get rid of this threat. Momo's pink gaze continued to stay serious as determination filled her gaze. They could do it! Everyone was working together and there had to be a reason everyone had gathered at this exact same time, place and moment. "Yoshi, Sparky, Valkyrie. You can do it! I believe in all of you!" she called reassuringly.
Yoshi turned to glance at the girl. His thoughts couldn't be read easily but he looked confused for a second. This switch between personalities wasn't really any of his business. But the confusion cleared because the voice in control now was obviously the Riku he had met in the beginning. With a quack, the Totodile leapt into action. Once more, his claw gleamed silver. It was time to make his ancestors proud! Letting out a roar, he aimed to lash out at the sleeping figure with Metal Claw!
A shadow mirrored Yoshi, the second the Totodile leapt backwards. Double the power and several attacks had to take a toll on the enemy eventually. The less time it took, the greater the likelihood of the threat being annihilated. There was a variety of pokemon, all of different levels and types working together. The Dark Avenger worked alone but this time, she would need all the help she could get. However she wasn't going to let the rest of the pokemon do all the work. With another war cry of Sneeeeee, she leapt in to strike with Scratch!
Sparky watched as the others started attacking. A tremor of anticipation pulsed through his body. This energy...was new to him. Excitement filled him and suddenly he wanted to help out as much as he could as well. This was about as serious as the Rotom could get! The little ball of electricity shot forward, building his power as he moved forward. When he was as close as he wanted to get, he focused really really really hard and then let loose the jolt of electricity in a Thundershock attack!
Attack after attack ...Victoria wince as she watches the moves either being bounce away or just flat failing to penetrate. Only ...Salacia hit and she was gathering another mouth full of water as Victoria looked for a weak point. At this rate, it would raise, and when it did ...she shivered despite herself. She wasn't stupid ...they were having trouble with the fake Zoroark, but ....as a completed ...and fully transformed ....Darkrai. She didn't even want to think how that battle was going to work out.
"Damn it, everyone aim. Salacia try it again, use Watergun. Help her out this time ...Phobia ...Eve ....aim for the creature's eyes ..we need a good shot this time."
She called as she point towards the red orbs. She just hoped that what she was seeing was actually there with the pokemon making such a shift ...it was entirely plausible to think she was aiming towards nothing ...as the two would nod again. Pursuit would be used first and Scratch would follow afterwards as this time they cross each other once ...air and ground as they sped for their target.
They hoped to be able to rip it open this time.
Eve gave an earnest sqwark to show her ability ....as she flap her wings hard. She would aim as she turns around and around in a spinning way that only a creature of the air could managed. While Phobia went for a much more direct approach as he simply leap as high as possible and slash. Behind those two came the water ...crashing against their target again. Salacia's power was well above theirs at the moment.
Everyone was fighting now ....and Nakano saw that only one attack got through. She would only smirk through ....the one who strikes first didn't matter, it's who hits for the most. And she was determine that would be her group as she saw one person with two very interesting pokemon ...a Zangoose attack up front. That was one pokemon she would have loved to have for her very own ...then again, a Zoroark wouldn't have been bad. A born shinobi, but then again, what about Darkrai.
She smiled at that thought.
A pokemon of the shadows .....she would have loved that pokemon too. She would turn her hands over and over in a matter that read for one moment greedy as Suzaku would sweat drop a bit and Lucky would cross his arms. Carrot would sniff loudly.
(Don't count your torchic before you get them in your mouth.)
The fox would declare wily as he looks over at them. His tails would flick from one side to another....all of them as he raised and lower his ears.
(We really don't have time for this.)
Lucky would counter his sentiments.
(If this thing get loose ...I am strong, but you known ....luck can only get you so far when you are matching an overwhelming brute. This creature is an overwhelming brute.)
He would declare sharply almost as a bark as Nakano would roll her eyes. It was funny having ear phones in ....as she saw that Suzaku's metal feathers has spread at the last comment. Admitting defeat ...she was about to argue her feelings as the girl would step in to stop what could become a fight quickly.
"Look, he is right. Time isn't on our side, so let's give it our best. Use ...Ember, Thunderbolt, and Ominous Wind."
Nakano would call out ...all three attacks. The moves would fire one after the other, but somehow ....it would blend ....as the harsh ghostly winds would make the embers turn into a roaring flame. This would spiral as it catches the electric attack and seemed to turn into a fusion of fire wind, and electricity as it moved to hit their target.
The girl was surprise at the combination of team work, and could only hope that one of the three in that combination would find it's way in. Roll 1 Lucky Snubbull (m) lvl:4/Hasty Hp: 20 Pp: 19 Att:12 Def: 9 Spd:8 Sp Att: 9 Sp Def: 9 moves: Tackle, Charm, Fire Fang, Thunderbolt Exp: 0/300 Bio: This is her lucky pokemon, she gained him through a game of chance, and found him at the Poketrader. She was quick to pick him for her own.
Roll 2 Carrot Vulpix (m) lvl:4/Jolly Hp: 11/18 Pp: 17 Att: 9 Def: 9 Spd: 12 Sp Att: 9 Sp Def: 11 Moves: Ember, Hex, Tail Whip Exp: 182/300 Held item: Bio: This pokemon was the Vulpix of her dreams. Nakano had meet him on her first run through the island, but knocked him out not once but twice. Making it impossible to capture him ...though she vowed to come back to get him. A final fight at the edge of the desert would make this possible as the girl finally got the fox.
In the Garden of Monsters rolled 3 20-sided dice:
7, 16, 20Total: 43 (3-60)
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The green-eyed trainer watch the scene as numerous attacks short at the Darkrai, only one successfully hitting the strange creature's body. At least some damage had been done; regardless of the darkness, Vanni was still hanging on to the promise of dawn. There was no time for regrets or berating; instead, the petite girl gently inclined her head towards her Pokemon, all three of whom were in various states of frustration. "It's all right. Keep going." Her voice, calming and patient, sounded distinctly out of place at the scene of the battle.
The Omanyte was the first to strike this time, perhaps annoyed that his beautiful sparklies had failed. Sparkles were fun and terrifying, damn it, and any Nightmare would refused to acknowledge it was of no use to him! His tentacles thrashed about another shimmering ball, and the Aurora Beam would burst forward at the sleeping monster.
An annoyed, squawking Urvogel moved right after their shellfish-y sniper took his shot. This time, his focus was less hit-and-dodge; instead, he leapt up as high as he could, almost hitting a proper flight, to slash at his unconscious target with a Steel Wing.
Unlike her teammates, Bellona would show no signs of annoyance or make any sounds. This was a battle; though missing presented a problem, no proper warrior ever stopped a battle to muse or ponder. Satisfied Urvogel would be out of the way, Bellona darted forward, slicing her Fury Cutter in the hopes of hitting her target.
((Roll 1: Gilles; Roll 2: Urvogel; Roll 3: Bellona))
Specter would fall to the ground after failing to make contact, rolling over once before planting her feet firm on the ground and re-gaining her footing. The Zangoose would growl, her fist still engulfed in ice. She was lucky that he wasn't moving yet - staying this close to the enemy if he had been would have been disastrous. Not wanting to be wasteful of the chance she still had, she'd jump at Oberon again with another Ice Punch, not even giving her trainer a chance to give her a different command.
Ada didn't seem to mind this much, though. Instead, she'd reach for her neck, calling back Almond and placing the stunfisk's ball back where it belonged. She wouldn't bother for a fancy trick this time around, simply throwing the ball in front of her to summon Layla, the Riolu standing in the place her teammate previously had been. "We're gonna switch it up a bit here - Erion, use Dragonbreath! Layla, follow it up with Vacuum Wave! Give it all you've got, just be careful not to hit your teammate!"
The Aerodactyl would mutter something, though it'd be lost under the gurgling coming from his throat. Arching his neck, he'd open his mouth to reveal a steadily growing blue frame. His head would jerk up all of a sudden and he'd spit out a stream of fire at Oberon, a pocket of air shaped like a shockwave promptly following under it. Off to the side Layla would dust her paws, taking a moment to re-adjust her bow before switching into a defensive stance. Roll 1: Layla Roll 2: Specter Roll 3: Erion
Pokemon: Zangoose [F] Name & Level: Specter, Lv6 [Temperament] Lonely Bio: Met on an island, Carmine had originally killed this Zangoose after beating her father. Ada had felt so guilty after that, that when given the opportunity to take any Pokemon she had found there home with her as a copy, she had chosen to take Specter, it was as close as reviving her as she could get. Stats: HP: 24/26, PP: 24, ATK: 22, DEF: 12, SPD: 17, SP. ATK: 14, SP. DEF: 14 Moves: Quick-Attack || Ice Punch || Leer || Iron Tail Item: Work Gloves (+2 to punching moves) EXP: 82/500
Pokemon: Aerodactyl [m] Name & Level: Erion, lvl 6 [Temperament] Quirky Stats: Hp: 23/27Pp: 24 Att: 19 Def: 14 Spd: 22 Sp Att: 14 Sp Def: 15 Moves: Wing Attack || Supersonic || Dragonbreath || Scary Face Bio: After swiping up her Scraggy for a meal, Impromptu faced it in a battle and did more than just anger it. After landing a couple of surprisingly strong hits on the Aerodactyl, Ada was able to catch it, though she is fearful of the power he may hold. Held Item: N/A EXP: 61/400
Jasmine watched on as each attack fell short... even PKE struggled to hit...
But then something happened.
A hit. One single touch, a jerk in the image of the Darkrai's being as if being struck by something... and then suddenly her eye flicked aside, as the counter of the Darkrai's stamina suddenly fell, by a good amount!
She looked back to the Darkrai suddenly... and as she wondered what it meant, her pokémon glancing back in confusion at Jasmine's confusion.
"Guys, I-" Then it happened again. Once, twice, more and more, time and again, five, six, seven! The Darkrai's form rocked and shook as she couldn't even keep up with the counter running backward on its stamina!!
Even the others now noticed, as the realization finally hit Jasmine, "It's the others!!"
That fractured world Oberon had shown them, all the other split versions of this world, where the others fought... it was real... they were all there, they were all still fighting Oberon...
"Change of plan!" Jasmine called out suddenly to her pokémon. "Attack with everything you have guys!"
They'd drop their long term plan here... they weren't just fighting for a long haul, they were fighting it together, and that changed the entire playing field. "Even if we can't see them, even if YOU hid them from us-" She yelled at the dormant Darkrai, "You can't stop us together, can you?"
"I think you've bitten off a bit more than you can chew!" Jasmine shouted, a wave of the hand.
Ironclaw was up in the sky in an instant, swerving round, her bladed beak stabbed out into a Peck as she slashed past!
And PKE suddenly turned in mid-air, sitting horizontally now, pointing the single spike atop his head at the Darkrai, turning, faster and faster until the little lightning bolt-shaped hands became a spinning blur, shining brighter and brighter, building up energy, until he fired it, a Signal Beam straight at the Darkrai's chest, but not just a Signal Beam for them, trying to shine that light bright enough for the other kids to take notice wherever they fought!
Nightingale even threw in a psychic, even if it wasn't effective, she had to join in, her little clumps of fur rising as she blasted forward!
[Roll 1, Ironclaw, Roll 2, PKE, Roll 3, Nightingale]
Raven's eyes would shift left and right, taking in the sight of his fellow students. So lost in the battle, in their dire situation, he'd managed not to take notice of them before now...and the feeling appeared to be mutual. All the more reason he couldn't fail here!
Rather abruptly Raven would step forward, snatching Fable's tail as he opted to do something rather...unexpected. Shifting his own weight to counter that of the Charmander he was grasping, the boy pivoted sharply, spinning once before literally tossing the Fire-Type up and on to the head of his Steelix! "Fable, Genn, Fire and Ice combination! Lite him up and cool em off!" Raven barked before swiftly changing the direction of his gaze to Diabound "Follow them up with Energy Ball. Lets see how this so called legend likes three elements at once!"
A deep rumbling managed to shake the very air as Genn began to chuckle. This was it! THIS WAS THE THRILL! Would such a plan work! Would it be a marvellous spectacle, or a spectacular failure! ">GYAAHAHAHAHA!!! Let's go little flame, time for some fun!!! HAHAHAHA!!!<" The Steelix positively rippled with mirth as ice began coating his thick ridged molars, forming sharp, jagged icicles. All his weight focused on his shovel shaped head the Steel-Type would plunge forward from above, maw open wide for an Ice Fang. Whether this ended in failure or success, this was still going to be EPIC!!
Fable was significantly less thrilled by the plan. Not that he had any problem with the plan itself, a command from Raven was absolute, and by the boy's word this Dark-Type would fry. He simply lacked the Steelix's enthusiasm. Taking a second to gain his footing on the Steel-Type's skull, nearly falling off when Genn abruptly plunged forward, the Charmander quickly began secreting copious amounts of oil from between his scales, going so far as to rub it across the other portion of his arms before passing his hands through the flame of his tail. It would take mere seconds for the reptile's body to ignite, to become consumed by the heat of the flames as his claws curled into fists. This was a combination attack, and he'd make sure to do his part.
Leaping off Genn's skull at the last moment, swinging both fists forward in a blazing Fire Punch, the Charmander managed to briefly muse that he was about to turn this Darkrai the right colour. Charred black as coal.
Unsurprisingly Diabound held the least enthusiasm in the group, not even managing to visibly pay attention as he stuck a finger in his non-existent ear and proceeded to clean it. Dramatics were all well and good, they certainly managed to distract more then a few targets, but he prefered to strike without being seen. Take only coins, leave only flies. A grim smirk crossed the ghost's mouth...yes, he'd seen where that had gotten him.
Without a word, not even bothering with one of his usual exaggerated yawns, the Yamask would disappear into the floor...or at least appear to. When he reappeared it was at the Darkrai's metaphorical feet, thrusting an Energy Ball upward and into the creature's face. Fire and Ice from above. Grass from below.
[#1: Fable/#2: Genn/#3: Diabound]
Starter Pokemon: Charmander [M] Name & Level: Fable, Lv 8 [Temperament] Quiet Bio: Raven first met Fable during his time living on the streets, finding the fire-tailed reptile in one of hundreds of alleys he'd been in. Battered, beaten, and bloodied, it was clear the Charmander had seen it's fair share of battles...and lost every single one. He bit Raven only five seconds after their initial encounter. Fable had lost all trust in humanity. Raven was never fully aware of the details, but the Charmander's former trainer had been abusive. He'd placed him in battles with impossible odds, expecting him to combat and defeat opponent after opponent with little to no rest...and when he lost, it was his trainer whom would personally add to the reptiles injuries. Finally tired of wasting his time on "some worthless newt" his trainer had abandoned him in the dirtiest alleyway he could find and just left him there. The boy hadn't even given him a name...at least not one he cared to repeat.
For days after that first encounter Raven returned to the alley, usually meeting with the same result; yet still he kept coming, sometimes he even brought food. It was generally scraps most likely out of the garbage, but it was food none the less. One day the Charmander finally asked why the child kept returning...not with words of course, but with his eyes. The curiosity at the boy's actions were clear in the reptiles gaze. Raven had said he saw a fire in Fables eyes that day when they first met, the desire to become truly powerful. More time passed after that, but the only thing which mattered after that point was the outcome. Even without a Pokeball the Charmander decided to follow the boy from that day forward, even earning the name Fable in the process. Raven would speak of spending the reward money on new clothes and a bath, but what was consistently leave out was the purchase of a single Pokeball. There was no need. Even without it, Fable would follow his trainer to the depths of hell and back. Stats: HP: 4/26, PP: 25, ATK: 15, DEF: 14, SPD: 15, SP-ATK: 18, SP-DEF: 15 MOVES: - Fire Punch - Growl - Iron Tail - Ember Held Item: Coal EXP: 494/700
Pokemon: Steelix [M] Name & Level: Genn, Lv 8 [Temperament] Hasty Bio: Raven met with this Onix while making his way through Clockwork Cavern. An Area Guardian, his charge was evidently a Magnemite the boy had recently passed. Believing Raven a threat, the Onix attacked immediately. Raven seeing qualities he liked in the Pokemon, and after suffering some minor damage while battling against Fable, the Onix was quickly captured. An act he made no move to fight against. Quick to make his decisions, Genn rarely listens to Raven in battle, having chosen his next action before the child even has a moment to speak. Stats: HP: 23/32, PP: 24, ATK: 21, DEF: 35, SPD: 13, SP-ATK: 16, SP-DEF: 17 MOVES: - Rock Throw - Mud Sport - Ice Fang - Screech Held Item: Canary Feather EXP: 495/700
Pokemon: Yamask [M] Name & Level: Diabound , Lv 5 [Temperament] Lax Bio: Born in an era long forgotten, to a culture left in ruin, Diabound isn't particularly forthcoming about his human past, nor his original name. Only one factor is truly clear about his former life, the fact he was a Thief. Even now after untold centuries that fact remains true. Though outwardly a lazy stooge seemingly incapable of such deeds. Diabound is constantly on the lookout for anything deemed valuable...or potentially so. When he finds such a thing the Yamask will lazily proceed towards the target, using a mask of lacklustre or even moronic behaviour to swipe the item on the sly. More often then not by the time one notices the object is missing it is too late, and they will doubtless never see it again! Stats: HP: 20/20, PP: 22, ATK: 9, DEF: 16, SPD: 9, SP-ATK: 12, SP-DEF: 11 MOVES: - Energy Ball - Disable - Dark Pulse - Psychic Held Item: Quick Claw EXP: 125/400
Attack after attack would crash into the Darkrai's body, pummelling it from all directions with a tremendous variety in type. For an instant the shadows surrounding the creature would falter, the shard lodged in Oberon's heart shattering to dust and catching upon the wind. Once more the Nightmare King's form would shift, returning him to the body of a simple beast as he back slammed against the trunk of the get tree. Darkness would all but disappear from the world as blue skies appeared above the children, the trees limbs filling with green leaves as the grass returned beneath their feet.
">SISTER!<" A high pitched cry would fill their ears as a Munna would appear among them, her small pink body racing passed the group in an instant, crashing into one of the dream like bubbles which sat nestled in the great trees branches. Pushing passed the translucent membrane, the Munna pressing her forehead against that of a Musharna. What followed would go beyond anyone's expectation...
The position of the Munna and Musharna would shift, their backs rolling against one another as an ethereal pink mist formed around them. An obscuring cloud accompanied closely by a blinding flash, and the students would find themselves face to face with the Queen of Dreams...the true guardian of this realm...Cresselia. ">Thank you kind dreamers for guiding this wayward soul from the path of destruction...<" Her eyes would shift to the Zoroark for a moment ">...if a bit forcefully<" Her voice was like a bell, her manner that of the most loving mother, truly the gentlest of souls.
For a moment the Queen of Dreams would look from the humans and up at the tree, closing her eyes for an time before giving a simple nod. ">Step forth young heroes. The tree wishes to reward your efforts....as do I<"
[URVOGEL, BELLONA, AND GILLES GAIN 214 EXP]
[LUCKY, CARROT, AND SUZAKU GAIN 179 EXP]
[YOSHI, VALKYRIE, SPARKY, LAYA, IRONCLAW, PKE, AND EVE GAIN 153 EXP]
[DIABOUND GAINED 229 EXP FOR BEING A TRADE]
[ERION, SPECTRE, PHOBIA, AND NIGHTINGALE GAINED 134 EXP]
[FABLE AND GENN GAINED 107 EXP]
[SALACIA GAINED 161 EXP FOR BEING A TRADE]
Darkrai -SHINY- Oberon The Nightmare King, Lv 15 Nature:Impish Ability: Bad Dream [Nightmare Mode - True] - Lowers the HP of all Pokemon present in the Dream World by 4 each turn. Stats: HP:0/50/PPconfused??/ATKconfused??/DEFconfused??/SPDconfused??/SP-ATKconfused??/SP-DEFconfused?? MOVES: - Dark Pulse - Disable - Spite - Ominous Wind Item:
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The girl stood there as it all came down around them... and she looked around the other children as the shard shattered, the Zoroark hit the ground and the tree seemed to newly flourish with life as the Munna would flurry past them... and in time, reveal to them now the form before them...
"Knew it." Jasmine said, with the smallest of smiles... the nemesis of nightmares, the yin to Darkrai's yang... the heavenly Cresselia. And once again, they'd won, they'd somehow beat back the darkness each time they were summoned out of their travels...
And... a reward? Jasmine felt uncomfortable, she'd honestly felt selfish in her hopes to get that Miltank to follow her or another companion, and no-one else she'd been able to help either... she could see everyone of her own pokémon cheering and chatting amongst themselves... but she'd signal them with just a quick and silent nod back around her, "Take a rest guys... you've earned it."
She recalled all but Nightingale and Burnout, suddenly blinking, did it make a difference? In the real world she'd wake up and they'd all likely be there around her anyhow?
But still... it felt important to her as the Rotom nuzzled past her cheek on the way to the ball, as she took her crutch instead and moved forward, important that she stood by herself for now, closer to the Cresselia...
"I guess this is where we all part ways again, huh, guys?" She looked back at the other kids... there were no time for celebrations... one world was safe, and another waited them all back home to do much the same.
She took a breath, and looked to the heavenly avian creature suspended above them.
"We were glad to help... but... I don't think I need a reward. I didn't manage to help a single one of the pokémon I met along the way here."
Burnout was far too wary of his surroundings to speak out in the Cresselia's presence, but he surreptitiously tried to hook the girls' arm to stop burying her grave, she just pulled her arm free.
"Before we leave... can I ask instead..." She turned her head to the fallen beast at the bottom of the tree, Nightingale was already poised, almost begging with her look to try and get permission to help Oberon. "What will happen to this one?"
Momo's eyes seemed to glaze over for a couple of seconds after the battle ended. Since Riku was no longer needed, she had retreated and Momo was left to take control once more. The girl looked confused, spinning for a second. Catching what the Cresselia was saying, she then tapped at a couple of pokeballs returning those except Valkyrie out. It was times like these that she wished there was a healing place to help the Emolga that was constantly on her shoulder. As she stepped forward to recieve...well whatever it was- she spotted Vanni. The girl waved happily, spinning once and standing in front of the other girl."Hi, Vanni! Remember me?" she asked, smiling brightly.
Sneasel [F] Valkyrie "The Dark Avenger" Lv 5 Nature: Brave Stats: HP:18/22/PP:20/ATK:17/DEF:12/SPD:16/SP-ATK:10/SP-DEF:14 MOVES: - Scratch - Taunt - Pursuit EXP: 463/400 Held Item: Razor Claw
