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 Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2024 11:56 pm
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Amber knew Spooky couldn't take another hit, and although he'd tried to get off his Destiny Bond and take one of his opponents with him, it seemed the Dark energy was completely dampening his abilities, which resulted in the Shuppet fading into unconsciousness before he could get another Endure off. She sighed, pulling out Spooky's Pokeball and recalling her first Ghost-type. Where was the source of that Dark energy coming from? If they could find the source and take that out, they might actually stand a chance, but with that thing in play, there was no way in hell the Snagem women were coming out on top, even with all three of them in the battle. That being said, Amber noticed something.
Giacomo had been playing his tracks for the entirety of the battle, and she'd noticed that the music seemed to be powering up his Pokemon somehow. Was it possible that the DJ equipment was the source? Only one way to find out. Knowing she would only get one shot at this, she made a decision and sent out Arauth, the Misdreavus already primed and ready for battle. "Start it off with a Rain Dance, then follow it up with Thunder," she said.
Arauth gave a nod and turned her gaze toward the heavens, her eyes glowing as she called dark storm clouds to form overhead. With a cry, she surrounded herself in yellow energy, sending a massive bolt of electricity toward the Starmobile. That music was seriously grating on her nerves, so she wasn't aiming at the Starmobile itself, so much as the DJ equipment that was the source of the annoying music. If she could stop that, she could focus on the battle much more efficiently. At least, that was what the Misdreavus was thinking, anyway.
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SubonicXP rolled 2 100-sided dice:
13, 16
Total: 29 (2-200)
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2024 2:27 pm
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"Hey! Where do you think-" Before the ninja could stop Sub from running past them Deo and his Charmander jumped into action, the little fire lizard unleashing a stream of fire at the poisonous simien, the Grafaiai squealing in pain. "Tch, intruders will be dealt with in a slow and agonizing manner. Grafaiai, use Poison Fang!" The ninja commanded.
The Grafaiai would let out a screech before it pounced on Deo's Charmander, tackling to the ground as it dug its claws into the lizard, getting a good grip on it before it reeled back and clamped down on the Charmander's shoulder with its sharp teeth. Both its claws and teeth dripping with poison which threatened to seep into the body of the poor lizard.
The Grimer at the bottom of the pit would get the slugging of a lifetime as the Brutal Swing lived up to its name and actually sent the pile of sentient sludge flying out of the hole and landing between the ninja and Deo, the Poison type knocked out from the single blow. "Where did..." The ninja muttered, looking around confused.
The other Grimer were getting clobbered left and right, unable to do much against the plethora of fists. At some point in the madness a Grimer would manage to touch Palladia with a Toxic, the Fighting type no doubt not registering what happened in the moment. Also in that moment Fluffy somehow got wet, their foe soak, maybe from groundwater? Who knows. Once all was done and said the pit was filled with nothing but knocked out Grimer and the Fighting Pokemon were free to get out of there. By the time Palladia got out they no doubt were feeling some of the poison acting up in their system.
"Hey Leslie why don't- Leslie! Hey!" Sub tried to stop Leslie as he arrived at the hole, watching as Abby's poor Machamp went in and then Leslie was sent flying further into the base, Sub watching helpless as the little hammer gremlin went flying. "...Abby, I'm going to need your help." Sub sighed, shaking his head and then running off in the direction Leslie flew.
Seconds later Leslie would come crashing through a big tree, the branches painfully breaking her fall before she landed on the ground with a thud. Looking around she would find herself at the far back of the base, a large white building standing just ahead of her and atop its roof was her prey, the avian Pokemon she was hunting, just perched there preening happily.
In a puff of smoke another ninja would appear in the clearing between Leslie and the building, this ninja looking different from the rest, their entire body covered except for a single blue eye, their outfit resembling dripping poison. "Intruder, I suggest you turn back now before you face the wrath of Navi Squad, the venomous fangs of Team Star." He said to Leslie before making a hand sign, a Skuntank appearing in a puff of smoke in front of him. "As boss of Navi Squad this shall be your last chance to leave peacefully."
Sub and Abby would soon arrive on scene, nothing getting in their way between the trap and where Leslie landed, as if the place was intentionally cleared out. Abby would get there before Sub however, the man purposely slowing down as he noticed how strangely empty this place was compared to Schedar Squad base.
(Two dice rolls, the first for badly poisoned from Poison Fang the second regular poison from Poison Touch ability. If first result is 1-50 then Charmander is badly poisoned. If first fails and second is 1-30 then Charmander is poisoned. If both succeed then Charmander is badly poisoned.)
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2024 1:08 am
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Posted: Fri Jun 28, 2024 3:08 pm
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"Well, Miss Kaʻanaʻana I know you've been active in Spikemuth, a place I'm very familiar with. Besides that, you have been one of the more curious members of your group... It seems as if you just appeared out of thin air one day. I wonder how that might be. Now that you got me thinking about you more, I just might have to look into that."
Between the dark miasma and Giacomo's comments, Monique was hopping mad.
"I didn't just appear from outta nowhere, I appeared from Smoggy air!" she barked. "If you want your future and my past to rhyme..." She made a face of disgust. "We can talk about that another time!" The beat and the surge of energy had her words rhyming. If Giacomo had heard a certain Alolan rapper before, perhaps the voice would sound familiar...
Suddenly, Giacomo dropped a beat, momentarily freezing Monique in place. Now he had climbed aboard the Starmobile, which let out black and maroon flames and drew in some of the miasma. The Mabosstiff glared, hoping to slow all the Pokémon down. Suddenly, the vehicle charged forward at them, the young Orthworm absolutely helpless to move in time to avoid a direct and knockout hit. She could barely see after the Wicked Torque, which served only to belch out more of the thick air.
Frustrated, she recalled the fainted Steel-type Pokémon and began considering her next course of action. The lowered Attack meant she needed a special attacker on call.
She could barely see Cera and Amber, covering their ears. The continued music seemed to be causing them considerable problems. But even miasma and music couldn't blot out the words she barely heard next:
Start it off with a Rain Dance...
Monique had been seconds away from going to her Camerupt, Lua Pele. But a Camerupt in Rain Dance was in about the same predicament as Cera and Amber in this fog. On the other hand...
"Noio! Go!" A Honchkrow emerged and started circling, its vision relatively unobscured by the same-type miasma. "Hurricane!" She jumped in the air, feeling immensely vigorous. "Let's see how much y'all can take from the granddaughter of Krasha Wake!"
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Posted: Fri Jun 28, 2024 8:05 pm
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Leslie would yelp and shout as she crashed her way through the tree that had managed to be her impromptu crash pad, eventually managing to come to a stop on one of the branches before she completely plummeted to the ground beneath her. Doing her best to focus her gaze towards where she remembered the bird being indicated as existing, Leslie saw a few little simians and other Pokemon she assumed to be local fauna and...a Rookiedee perched atop one of the buildings. Her grip would tighten on her non-existent hammer as she prepared to leap into action. Wait, how was she going to do that? And where had her hammer gone? Thankfully, she got an answer to the second question as the hammer finished its own trajectory through the tree, depositing itself directly on top of Leslie's head. Finishing her plummet to the ground below, her hammer now looking like a unique piece of headgear more than anything, the Tinkatuff hybrid would dizzily get up to stare towards the strange man now doing an interpretative dance in front of her.
Raising her free hand and extending a finger, Leslie said, "Sir, I will get to you and your four other friends in a minute. I just need to do a little pest control around your base and then we can have whatever weeaboo fantasy final battle you're wanting." Stumbling as she walked, Leslie would make pass the one-eyed ninja and his Skuntank. Her eyes only had one target for the moment and it was that absolutely despicable Rookiedee. All she needed was to get close enough and she was going to....to....well, the details and her vision were a little fuzzy right now but she was gonna do something.
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