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 Posted: Sat Sep 07, 2024 7:54 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 12, 2024 11:35 am
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Leslie was fully prepared for the Starmobile to charge her once again. In fact, she had been planning on it since it would get her to her objective that much quicker. So as she saw the thing draw close, she finally could see where her hammer was jammed into the thing. And she dive towards it, wrapping her hands around the weapon['s handle before the rest of the Starmobile's momentum impacted her and sent her flying with her weapon once again in her hands. Sliding herself to a stop, she would look towards Guts and his apparent victim to see the Pawniard leaping to smack the mouthy ninja as he made his callout to the Starmobile, doing the least lethal option he could think of and attempting to headbutt Atticus.
Swinging around, she looked towards the now hellishly blazing machine that was preparing to charge towards her once again. Now, as much as she was an advocate for the direct approach, she knew that there was times to relent. Cracking open one of her Pokeballs, she shouted, "Dig, Grunt!" Watching her Onix immediately set to work, tunneling straight down through the Toxic Spikes coating the ground, Leslie dove into the open hole even as the Starmobile drew closer. While they wouldn't likely be able to rise back up to attack the Starmobile with any accuracy, the massive hole that it was barreling straight towards would likely be enough to put a stop to things if it was unable to evade it.
Either way, after the evasive maneuver, Leslie and her poisoned Onix would emerge from the earth again to see the small firestorm that was now attempting to consume the area. "Oh no! We are not ruining a local landmark! Grunt, kick up a Sand Tomb and see how well that fire does getting smothered in sand!" Leslie called out, eyes scanning to see the Starmobile's fate. She felt confident that Guts had Atticus at least in hand enough for everything to be working out on that end.
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Posted: Fri Sep 13, 2024 7:02 pm
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The Dragalage would not see the Bulldoze coming, Angela stomping down on the Poison Dragon bouncing off the ground a few inches due to the sheer impact of the Bulldoze empowered stomp. After bouncing once the Dragalage would hit the ground, sprawled out and knocked out cold, the Blaziken now standing on the dragon's body to avoid the spikes. That was one problem taken care of.
Leslie's little plan would also prove to be a success as the Starmobile ran right into the 'pot hole' her Onix had created, the entire Starmobile jumping up into the air as it hit that hole really hard, bending and messing up all kinds of important parts underneath the vehicle in that moment as it slammed back down to Earth with a thud everyone around could slightly feel.
With the Starmobile immobilized Deo, aka the 'flying pig', would come flying in and ram the vehicle with a full body, and electrified, tackle. The Starmobile's operator, the Revavroom, was already dazed from that pot hole but now it was receiving a heck of a shock adding onto its inability to coherently act again. Not that it would have time to do anything else as the Spark would ignite the fumes from the burning poison and cause a sizable explosion to engulf the entire Starmobile which included Deo due to proximity.
"Nooo!" Atticus cried out as his Starmobile went up in flames, the Revavroom flying out from the fireball and landed knocked out at his feet.
Sub would be quick to run up to Atticus and and put a hand on his shoulder to let him know it was over, watching as the Starmobile burned. He considered sending out Monstressor to deal with the flames but it looked like Leslie was on the ball this time and already was taking care of that with her Onix and its Sand Tomb.
"Plpp! Gross, sand in my mouth..." Sub complained as some of the flying sand made its way into his oral cavity. "Funny isn't it? Twice now dealing with you guys almost created a forest fire. Only twice but still funny." The man chuckled, watching the last of the flames get smothered, Leslie having acted just in time to contain it. "So old boy, it's time to go back to the academy. Unless some of my friends here would like to get a word in with you before we teleport away." He said, looking to the others, especially Leslie.
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Posted: Fri Sep 13, 2024 10:53 pm
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With a sigh of relief, Absinthe recalled her Blaziken back to her ball. She had planned to leave without saying a word, but when Sub offered her and the others a chance to speak their minds, Abby couldn't help but feel a little indignant. "If he's gonna apologize, the least he could do is clean all this crap off the floor," she insisted motioning to the Toxic Spikes scattered basically everywhere. "This land ain't exactly private property."
Suddenly, Abby's Machamp let itself out of its ball and picked Abby up, "Hey, no, Palladia. You're just gonna end up getting hurt doing this!" she told the Machamp, who only smiled at her. Palladia couldn't speak human, and she knew humans couldn't understand whatever she tried to say, so she simply showed her trainer her warm, protective side in a nonverbal manner.
"Alright, you big softie, but we're heading for a Pokecenter first thing, got it?" Abby barked indignantly Despite her pride, she did understand how Palladia felt to some degree, and she couldn't deny that it was a sweet gesture. She didn't want to make a habit of this, though - she'd stood on her own two feet ever since she abandoned the worthless woman that birthed her, and she had every intention of keeping it that way.
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Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2024 8:46 pm
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