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Posted: Thu Nov 07, 2013 4:30 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2014 1:44 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2014 1:54 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2014 2:07 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2014 3:47 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2014 2:32 pm
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Falkner gave a small smirk at Sub's challenge. "I don't see why not. It's been a while since the time someone gave us a real challenge." He admitted with a shrug, he and his Pokemon turning together to properly face his new challenger properly. "I accept the challenge and we will give all we have to win." He said, pointing toward the Houndoom. "Pidgeot, you're up first." He told the large bird at his side.
From the elevator behind Trish, a young boy would step out, holding a pair of flags in hand. "Sorry I'm late, sir!" He apologized with a bow to Falkner. "I saw the challenger coming and went to get my equipment. He got here first, though....."
"No worries. Then let out make this official." Falkner replied, walking to the Leader's side of the battlefield.
"The battle between the Gym Leader and the challenger will now commence: Two Pokemon each, single battle and only the challenger may make substitutions. Begin!" The young boy declared as he took up position at the center of the battlefield, standing at the sidelines.
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2014 4:36 pm
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Requiem of Whyspers "The battle between the Gym Leader and the challenger will now commence: Two Pokemon each, single battle and only the challenger may make substitutions. Begin!" The young boy declared as he took up position at the center of the battlefield, standing at the sidelines. "Starting out with a fast one...I guess I'll do the opposite then." Sub said with a devious smile as he took out a Dusk Ball and spun it around on his finger. "Monstressor, let's rock them!" Sub said, laughing at his own joke as he tossed the ball onto the field, releasing the beast of a Tyranitar. "Tar!" The monster roared.
Despite having a type advantage it was odd for Sub to choose such a slow and heavy Pokemon on a elevated field, where one wrong step would send his Pokemon falling without recovery. Regardless, it was not the time to think about that as sand began to swirl violently around Monstressor, quickly consuming the field as its Sand Stream ability activated.
"I take it the challenger has the first move, yes? If so, Monstressor, Scary Face." From behind the sandstorm, Monstressor would unleash a fierce roar towards Pidgeot, a sinister face conjuring from the swirling sand, intended to intimidate the bird.
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Posted: Mon May 26, 2014 4:30 pm
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"Wise choice, sending in a beast like that." Falkner said as he shielded his eyes from Montressor's Sand Stream. Pidgeot, however, made no such move. It's Keen Eye preventing the wild sand from hindering it's vision. The tiny bits of stony grit, however, tore at it, flesh and feather alike.
"Take this chance to even the field, Pidgeot. Feather Dance!" He called to his Pokemon. Pidgeot, nodded and swooped in, caught off guard when the Tyranitar it had intended to weaken threw a terrifying face at it through the whorl of ripping shards of earth and stone. Faltering for only the briefest moment, enough to be thrown off course by the sandstorm, it returned to it's course, shedding downy feathers all over the massive Armor Pokemon as it circled around it. Those that missed would mix into the sandstorm, softening the blows of the sand at times.
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Posted: Mon May 26, 2014 6:27 pm
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Posted: Tue May 27, 2014 9:16 pm
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Posted: Thu May 29, 2014 8:55 am
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Requiem of Whyspers "Pidgeot, use your Aerial Ace." Falkner called out over the whipping sand and wind. "Geeeeot!" Pidgeot called back, soaring through the air at incredible speed, a trail of white light left in it's wake as it dodged and weaved around the flying rocks sent careening towards it. Despite it's best attempts to evade, however, bits of smaller stone slammed into it along the way, or rather it slammed into the smaller bits of stone, unhindered by them despite the damage it knew was being done to it leading up to contact. "Too perfect! Have fun playing with pebbles. Monstressor, Smack Down." While Pidgeot was worried about avoiding the sand and stones in the air, Monstressor prepared just one rock from the sand, much bigger than the others, half the size of Pidgeot. The stone would form in Monstressor's mouth, the beast 'swallowing' the stone and kept its sights on Pidgeot. Once a small stone in the air had hit Pidgeot and caused it to falter, that's when Monstressor would spit out the rock in its mouth with surprising speed and velocity, headed straight for the bird's right wing hoping to cripple its flight.
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Posted: Sat May 31, 2014 10:29 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2014 4:06 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2014 7:41 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 03, 2014 2:19 pm
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Requiem of Whyspers Pidgeot hopped backwards after it's attack, though unable to fly just now made getting distance between itself and it's foe difficult. Rather than attempting to flat out attack here, it chose to register it's resting position as a move, choosing it's current position as a Roost. Filling itself with energy, it was able to erase it's Flying type for a few moments while it recovered from the damage to it's wing. Monstressor's Thunder Fang came down on it hard but with the Flying-type gone for the moment, it was survivable. Barely. Unfortunately for the large bird, it flinched as the lightning coursed through it, preventing it from escaping yet again. "Well this was a well-fought round." Falkner noted to himself, certain that Pidgeot would fall at this point. Monstressor just scoffed as the Pidgeot hung in there with its Roost. Having its fill of the bird, the Tyranitar simply swung its mighty tail at the avian, tail glowing silver.
"Better pull out your next bird, Falkner. I think that Torchic is ready for the fryer." Sub said with a laugh. "Besides, Monstressor seems to be itching for a good fight. I know you still got your prized bird ready to fight. Show it to me."
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