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 Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 5:40 pm
"It's awake," spoke Bill. There was a tremor in his voice. This guy, he'd used his weight to topple a godzilla sized monster. He was not to be underestimated.
"But... Where is the Torchic? Did... Did he eat it?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 5:43 pm
Spike was indeed hit with the Distabalized Thunder/shock wave clash, but There even as the two electric attacks meet Tk was already calling out his command.
Dig.
though it was true Spike couldn't cancel out the drill rush attack altogether he could in fact control in his direction, somewhat. So before the Surf attack could reach him, spike tilted his route of direction making it so he would strike the feild, crushing through the ground. so now spike was already tunneling underground- Aided by the rotation power of Drill rush.
On the other end of the field, Iron Hide began his own countermeasures.
"Iron Hide, Protect!" called the Steel type trainer. Iron Hide complied by erecting a neaon green barrier around his body, successful blocking both attacks.
"Metal sound!" called Tk with out a moments pause, covering his ears all the while. So now both Lenoras Pokemon would be subjected to a nail scrapping, horrible, Iron Clad screeching noise that would not only lower the special Def considerable but probably also throw both Normal Pokemon through a loop of Pained deafness, considering the Pokemon weren't already hard of hearing.
All the while spike was safe and sound, from the sound under ground. but once he felt the vibrations stop he shot up towards the surface knoing full well what to do next. and so the small mole pokemon burst from the ground about 8 feet from the Dog Pokemon. to which he would launch a Metal claw attack for Herdier.
Both Spike, Iron Hide and Takamaru in perfect sync.
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 6:00 pm
"Of course not! No person could eat something that large and still want an encore afterwards! Zeraaa-shasha!" Blackbird heartily told Bill in a gross underestimation of Robby's gluttony.
He turned to look down at the obese lad from his cotton cloud he floated upon. "Kid, I shall treat you to a meal that I will make myself for being such a hero!" he announced to Robby, pointing down at him. "The real question here is this: do you like noodles?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 6:03 pm
"Ah, that sounds like a horrifying sight," Bill said. The idea of watching Robby eat. It was scary. "I think I'll depart here, check on the survivors." Steal their Pokemon. "That alright with you?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 6:07 pm
Robby looked at the homeless-looking man. Or Santa Clause. Wait, had Christmas come early? If so, why were only noodles offered? "I guess." He shrugged, then looked around the forest. With the movements that Fried, his new pokemon, had made, surely there were some dead pokemon to cook instead? Well, noodles were fine. He'd hunt those corpses later. The man in front of him seemed not to want that.
"Unless, y'know, you've got some Dragonite or something." That was what it was called, right? Or was it Garchomp? Those two looked so similar...
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 6:12 pm
Blackbird flashed Bill a thumbs up. The man had good intentions if he felt like helping the victims of the phenomenon. "Sure thing, man! Blacksheep, let get off here."
Blacksheep nodded, pushing out with her hand. The cotton cloud dispersed a foot over the center of the giant nest, and the musician landed on his feet. "I'm glad we got to exchange our tastes in the music of this world. If we ever run into each other again, I'll play you a new tune!"
The musician would turn to face Robby after the Plasma grunt departed. "A Dragonite? Sorry, no can do. I'm a vegetarian. But I can make you a great noodle salad if you wanna try it. It'll only take a few minutes."
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 6:21 pm
Hm, not bad.
The gym pokémon staggered in pain as the sharp tone pierced their skulls. But they were trained to keep a cool head. And in spite of the agonizing ringing, they were able to react.
Or rather, Watchog quickly pulled Herdier out of Spike's way, allowing the Drilbur to sail past ineffectually.
Then the two pokémon used a combination of techniques titled "Tactic 91."
Herdier's paw collided with Watchog's - Helping Hand.
Then, leaning over the dog's shoulder, Watchog's eyes flashed and he blasted forth a black/red burst of power manifesting as light. Focus Blast.
This would be aiming for Iron Hide, who was x4 weak to Fight type moves, and still has an abysmal special defense. Helping hand boosted its power by 50%, meaning it would be 6 times as powerful as normal if it struck the Lairon. Whose special defense sucks, I might add.
If Spike chose to tank it for his teammate, he'd still be getting hit with a 180 base power move with weak defenses.
Watchog kept a tight grip on Herdier, ready to pull it back again in case Spike attempted to right himself and strike back instead.
***
Damn, he really wasn't there. Wayne put a hand on Henrietta's shoulder and sighed.
"Henrietta. Melty's dead."
He let that settle for a second, then said, "Y'know, cause he's a ghost type? Err..." Okay, maybe not the best thing to say. "I mean, don't worry. He can't have gotten far."
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 6:28 pm
Henrietta felt the hand on her shoulder and Wayne's words caused her stomach to knot and she'd turn to look at Wayne when he added the punchline, tears in her eyes. Her look was one of horror and disgust. And then she got a call.
Her xtransciever, along with Eunmi's, were different than normal, 'common poor folk'. The hologram appeared instead of a picture and it showed Eunmi. On the other side, of course, would be the pale looking Henrietta.
"E-emi! Melty! He's gone missing!"
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 6:34 pm
And so, Bill headed back to Nacrene to steal Pokemon. Also help people, that too.
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 6:34 pm
"Henrietta," Eunmi exhaled a sharp sigh of relief. But she looked awful, and teary and someone was with her.
That guy. From before.
"Hey, are you alright?" Eunmi said loudly. "Who is that? D-do you know him?"
She started to get flustered. Notlikeshewasjealousoranything.
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 6:36 pm
Robby looked at the man. "Vegetarian?" He looked around, then leaned in close. "That mean you only eat Grass Types?" Well, they must be very good. Y'know, considering this guy was pretty homeless-looking. Robby preferred meat.
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 6:42 pm
Wayne put his hands in his pockets and looked away, frowning and muttering.
"Sure, don't mind me. Chased after ya, thanks, you're welcome..."
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 6:44 pm
Henrietta was caught between two conversations.
"He's-
Was he a friend? Did she know him well enough? Henrietta looked at Wayne. He cared, she'd showed it.
"-a friend."
She looked to Emi and then out at the route. "Emi! He's missing!"
She then looked at Wayne. "P-please, h-help me look!"
Of course, Henrietta didn't look as energized as she tried to come off. Frantic, but anyone could see she wasn't going to be awake in an hour, whether she tried to be or not.
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 6:52 pm
"Alright, relax," Wayne patted Henrietta's shoulder as he reached for a pokéball. "Solosis is a psychic type; he's more than perceptive enough to track Melty down."
Which was complete bullshit. But that's all he had to offer the girl. He could be anywhere; the city, anywhere in the city, or the wildness, lost and alone. Probably having the time of his life.
Solosis materialised and Wayne said, "Henrietta's lost her Litwick. We're gonna track him down."
The psychic nodded quietly. He didn't have a clue where to start. It's not like he could just read minds or whatever. His powers were telekinetic, not telepathic.
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 7:10 pm
On a side note, anyone that stayed at the center(stays) for the night would be eventually leeched off of by Melty. He would hind underneath beds and consume life force until people woke up. Then, hidden by the bed, he'd retreat before they could even see a flicker of his flame.
Course, anyone caught by this would end up tired and/or feeling sick the next day until they recovered their energy.
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