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 Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2020 3:17 pm
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SubonicXP After Altaria fell the Scrafty's muscles began to bulge slightly and a look of determination lit up in its eyes, Moxie raising its Attack after successfully delivering vengeance for its comrade. However the pumped up Landor couldn't help but yawn in response to the newly appeared Kingdra, the contagious sleepiness seeping into his mind as he stretched his neck a little. Not exactly what Sub expected but it was a situation he would deal with. "Misfits? Maybe. But how about I show you how entertaining a misfit can be. Landor, use Outrage!" The Dark One ordered. Shaking off the suggestion of sleep for now Landor would let out a shout and flex his arms, a shroud of Dragon energy bursting into existence around him. With a frantic scream the Scrafty would rush towards Kingdra with newfound inspiration in the form of pure unadulterated rage, channeling the power of his Dragon ancestors and turning that primal anger on the only true Dragon in the room. Throwing caution to the wind Scrafty would deliver a flurry of punches, kicks, and headbutts upon Kingdra, utilizing ever ounce of strength it could.
The pummeling unleashed from this... miscreant of a Pokemon surprised Clair, immediately putting the always haughty Dragon trainer on the back foot. The Moxie-enhanced attack of a typing she would have never imagined the Hoodlum Pokemon having put her right on the defensive. But she had landed that Yawn, and in her mind she just needed to wait it out. "Smokescreen!" She orders, her Kingdra's nozzle-shaped nose in close proximity to the Scrafty's face thanks to the beating it was taking. It snorts again, ejecting a capsulet of pure black mist into the Scrafty's face. All she needed was for Sub's Pokemon's next attack to miss and he was history. |
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SubonicXP generated a random number between
1 and 4 ...
2!
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Posted: Tue Jan 14, 2020 8:01 am
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Thick black smoke quickly filled the area around Landor, the capsule of Smokescreen exploding right in its face causing the rampaging Scrafty to recoil briefly and almost snap back to its senses but alas the Outrage's grip held firm and Landor immediately began to scan the area with battle lust filled eyes. Sub knew there wasn't much he could do to help Landor out in this situation, Outrage would continue until Landor either wore himself out or fell asleep thanks to the Yawn and the later would likely happen first. Looking off into the cloud of black smoke himself he could only see what Clair and her Kingdra saw as well, the silhouette of Landor.
Except that wasn't Landor.
Fueled by the ancestral energies of Outrage, Landor came hurtling down towards Kingdra from above, head first like a missile dropped from high up. What was assumed to be Landor standing in the middle of that Smokescreen was its leftover skin, carefully squirmed out of it. While it didn't possesses the Shed Skin ability to heal it of abnormalities it was still a reptile and shedding was just something they did naturally. Though Landor did look strange without its signature saggy flap of skin, its 'baggy pants', but that would grow back in time.
Hoping to capitalize on the moment of surprise and before the fast approaching suggestion of rest gripped its mind, Landor put all its might and dragonic energies into this headbutt. It would allow gravity do the rest of the work, the Scrafty succumbing to sleep at some point during its fall from on high. Hopefully when it woke up it would see that its last ditch kamikaze attack wasn't for naught.
Regardless of the outcome Landor was now fast asleep.
[Roll for accuracy check. If 1-3, hits. Otherwise, miss.]
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Posted: Sat Feb 01, 2020 4:29 pm
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SubonicXP Thick black smoke quickly filled the area around Landor, the capsule of Smokescreen exploding right in its face causing the rampaging Scrafty to recoil briefly and almost snap back to its senses but alas the Outrage's grip held firm and Landor immediately began to scan the area with battle lust filled eyes. Sub knew there wasn't much he could do to help Landor out in this situation, Outrage would continue until Landor either wore himself out or fell asleep thanks to the Yawn and the later would likely happen first. Looking off into the cloud of black smoke himself he could only see what Clair and her Kingdra saw as well, the silhouette of Landor. Except that wasn't Landor. Fueled by the ancestral energies of Outrage, Landor came hurtling down towards Kingdra from above, head first like a missile dropped from high up. What was assumed to be Landor standing in the middle of that Smokescreen was its leftover skin, carefully squirmed out of it. While it didn't possesses the Shed Skin ability to heal it of abnormalities it was still a reptile and shedding was just something they did naturally. Though Landor did look strange without its signature saggy flap of skin, its 'baggy pants', but that would grow back in time. Hoping to capitalize on the moment of surprise and before the fast approaching suggestion of rest gripped its mind, Landor put all its might and dragonic energies into this headbutt. It would allow gravity do the rest of the work, the Scrafty succumbing to sleep at some point during its fall from on high. Hopefully when it woke up it would see that its last ditch kamikaze attack wasn't for naught. Regardless of the outcome Landor was now fast asleep. [Roll for accuracy check. If 1-3, hits. Otherwise, miss.]
The surprise attack smashes down from above, adding insult to injury was the fact that the flap of 'pants' skin falling down served to reveal a rather nicely sculpted (for a Pokemon) a** hidden beneath that baggy exterior, the full moon adding insult to injury on Clair as Scrafty's meteor descent exploded in another super-effective hit. The platform sways above the lava dangerously from the force of the impact, but the chains holding the thing stay intact. As the smoke clears, the pile of bodies reveals a fast asleep Scrafty with its rear in the air pointing directly at Clair's face and one very KO'd Kingdra. This Blackthorne City gym challenge was over!
"Mn..." Clair bites her bottom lip, trying to shield her eyes from the Scrafty arse in front of her while at the same time trying to think of another hoop she could get Sub to jump through to avoid giving him the badge, backing up a half step. |
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2020 5:18 pm
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Atlantis_Darts "Mn..." Clair bites her bottom lip, trying to shield her eyes from the Scrafty arse in front of her while at the same time trying to think of another hoop she could get Sub to jump through to avoid giving him the badge, backing up a half step.
A nail biting scene to behold, Sub was twitching with anticipation over the results of their final attack knowing that Landor had to be the victor in this final clash, there was no way he would be able to convince Clair to give him another battle if he lost this time. When the smoke cleared he his mood perked up as he saw Kingdra limp and unconscious but then his stomach sank as he noticed Landor was out too, that was until he noted the now-nude Scrafty was just asleep. He won, they won.
"Ha! That's how you do it!" The Snagem leader shouted as he ran across the field and scooped up the slumbering Scrafty and spun him around in the air, not minding the fact that the Pokemon's unmentionable was being flaunted to the entire room. After a few seconds of stupid joy he cradled the slumbering Pokemon and returned him to his ball for a much deserved rest.
"So, isn't this the part where you go; yadda yadda you best my gym now take this badge as proof, and so forth?" Sub asked Clair, unable to contain his glee over defeating the big headed gym leader. |
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2020 5:49 pm
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SubonicXP A nail biting scene to behold, Sub was twitching with anticipation over the results of their final attack knowing that Landor had to be the victor in this final clash, there was no way he would be able to convince Clair to give him another battle if he lost this time. When the smoke cleared he his mood perked up as he saw Kingdra limp and unconscious but then his stomach sank as he noticed Landor was out too, that was until he noted the now-nude Scrafty was just asleep. He won, they won. "Ha! That's how you do it!" The Snagem leader shouted as he ran across the field and scooped up the slumbering Scrafty and spun him around in the air, not minding the fact that the Pokemon's unmentionable was being flaunted to the entire room. After a few seconds of stupid joy he cradled the slumbering Pokemon and returned him to his ball for a much deserved rest. "So, isn't this the part where you go; yadda yadda you best my gym now take this badge as proof, and so forth?" Sub asked Clair, unable to contain his glee over defeating the big headed gym leader.
Clair takes a half-step backwards, fury etched through the lines in her face. "You!" She spits, both figuratively and then a half-second later literally as she spits towards Sub's feet. "All you people are the same! Coming and taking what's not rightfully yours..." She glances to the side of the platform, hanging from chains above the lava. "You want this badge so badly?" She holds up the Risingbadge, glinting in the lights. "Go snag it." She sneers, turning and throwing it out into the lava to her left, all the way across the arena from Sub. |
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2020 6:04 pm
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Sub's initial reaction was to run for the badge, to save it from the lava which awaited it below, another victim of Clair's fury. However something awoken inside of him in that moment causing him to remain still and simply watch as the badge disappeared over the edge of the field, disappearing from view and certainly melting under the heat of the lava before it even had a chance to make contact with it.
Now staring at Clair he started to see the gym leader in a different light, the pieces finally falling into place in that moment. He could now see the woman for what she really was, beyond all that self-confidence, beyond the bravado, beyond the anger. He could now see the real Clair, her true self which was perhaps foreign to even her. "I pity you." He stated in a matter-of-fact tone. He didn't care about the Rising Badge at this point.
"You can keep your badge. You can horde a million of them for all I care. I don't even want it anymore. Not if I have to accept it from you." There was no discernible malice in his words, just pity. The type of voice a parent would speak in when they were just so utterly disappointed in their child, to such a degree that they could no longer be angry or sad. All they could feel was pity, sorrow for the child that was ignorant to their own shortcomings.
Without another word he turned to leave the gym. He wasn't going to feed into Clair's fits anymore, badge or no badge. |
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2020 6:09 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 10, 2020 6:13 pm
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