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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 27, 2011 18:21:48 GMT -5
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How exciting this was supposed to be! Trying out the Pokemon from his water type collection, then training a Scyther that he was planning to sell to any trainer that happened to be interested. It wasn't bad for him, only making the Pokemon more valuable in the future. He wasn't sure who else was interested in using weaker, lower leveled Pokemon, but he was expecting a new and fresh face.
Definitely not Sam or anything like that. The two Pokemon he planned on using were already out; Bohr the Squirtle, which was a Pokemon he kept reserved in his collection. The Squirtle always seemed fairly old, stubborn and cranky, but he knew when to get along with others. Assuming he had patience that day. The other was a young Scyther that he never named, though its species name was good enough for him.
There was no need to give it a name really, especially when people naturally would call it 'Scyther' when trying to talk to it. It wasn't a problem, at least. <Ha! Hahaha!> The Scyther chaotically laughed as she sprang across the room like a sugar high grasshopper. The Squirtle was hardly amused, deeply frowning at the scene.
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::squirtle:: { Bohr } Level 10|Male Torrent Tackle|Tail Whip|Water Pledge|Bubble|Withdraw Personality: Strict. Serious. Defensive.
::scyther:: Level 10|Female Swarm|Technician Vacuum Wave|Quick Attack|Leer|Focus Energy Endure|Pursuit Personality: Undisciplined. Jumpy. Chaotic.
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Post by tomackze on Nov 27, 2011 18:28:28 GMT -5
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He learned from the academy how he could read potential and that a pokemon might look weak now but could be super strong later on. Sam was willing to put that into action now as he had his two pokeballs in his hand and was ready to start the battle.
It was a familiar face again, the trainer he had just tied with. Hopefully he could come out on top this time. He just hoped for the best!
"Funny running into you again. Are you sure you don't want to join Ace Academy?" He joked, poking fun at their encounters, as if Seamus was stalking him so he could get in the group.
Now feeling awkward after making the comment, Sam threw out his two pokeballs and waited for Seamus to make the first move.
Mr. Snuffles began to shiver as he hit the field and quickly began to cringe a little and start whimpering and tearing up.
Ciela, confused, began to fly toward Mr. Snuffles to see what was going on. She started asking him a million questions to figure out what was gone. But luckily for her, and for him. He was too sound proof to listen.
::Whismur:: Name: Mr. Snuffles | Gender: Male | Level: 9 Attack Set 1: Pound, Uproar, Blizzard, Astonish Ability 1: Soundproof Scared
::Swablu:: Name: Ciela | Gender: Female | Level: 10 Attacks: Peck, Astonish, Heat Wave, Sing, Growl Ability: Natural Cure Wonders what is wrong with Mr. Snuffles |
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 27, 2011 19:08:58 GMT -5
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Sam walked in, Seamus mentally swore. Sure enough, the trainer mentioned joining the Academy again. How persistent. He never even heard all that much about it when he googled it himself, however it appeared to be under construction. "I'll think about it when it's ready." He withheld a sigh, not wanting to offend the boy or come off as impatient so soon. He was old, but he wasn't going to act that old for this battle. He had fresh, new Pokemon that seemed to invigorate him a little more. Even if Bohr was being a bore. The Squirtle didn't seem too impressed with the sniveling Whismur that wouldn't stop shaking, and the blabbermouth of a Swablu that kept on chattering.
The Squirtle rolled his eyes, covering his head with his ears as if he was mocking them. Except he was legitly annoyed. <Kids.> He huffed, retreating into his shell, pretty much hanging up an invisible 'out to lunch' sign. Better not bother him, or else he'd probably have a few words to say to them. The Scyther was more than amused, joining in on the Swablu's pestering. <Hey, hey. Are you ok? Are you? Huh? Why ya shaking? You dancin? You don't look like you're dancing.> The Scyther chattered quickly, oblivious to the fact that she was supposed to be preparing for a battle.
"Scyther, focus." Not the attack, which was good. She froze and took a few deep breaths, remembering that even she could get obnoxious and annoying sometimes. "Leer them both, then Quick Attack the Swablu." The Whismur looked as if it needed time to get ready, so he'd give him the chance. The Scyther gave off a devious stare towards both Pokemon, as if she was ready to pounce at them. Then she actually did! Springing up into the air, using her wings to let her glide a little, she let herself fall as she sped up towards the Swablu for a hard to spot Quick Attack.
[/div] Turn 1! Let's go! { Bohr } (Defense +1) Level 10|Male Torrent Tackle|Tail Whip|Water Pledge|Bubble|Withdraw Personality: Strict. Serious. Defensive. WithdrawLevel 10|Female Swarm|Technician Vacuum Wave|Quick Attack|Leer|Focus Energy Endure|Pursuit Personality: Undisciplined. Jumpy. Chaotic. Leer on both, Quick Attack on Swablu [/center]
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Post by tomackze on Nov 27, 2011 19:34:10 GMT -5
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>Woah? What was that? Oh this move! Woah fast!< Ciela said as she fell back after a strong push by the Scyther which knocked her back a bit. She was too excited to feel the pain that was caused from the attack, and instead she quickly just flew upright again and started to flutter near the Scyther, congratulating her on such an awesome attack. To the other side was a Squirtle who quickly hid in it's shell. This made Ciela curious also and she instantly began to ask what he was doing... But in a, different way. >Wwwwhhhhhaaatttt! are you doing?!< She began to sing to the Squirtle. Ciela on the other hand was still shivering, ignoring the questions by the Scyther as she was still too timid to attack. And immediately she created an uproar at the Scyther for giving her a mean glance. >WAA!!! Don't hurt me!< She yelled. This only made Sam sigh a bit, because Sing and Uproar did not go together at all... "Alright Ciela. Heat Wave, lets beautify this!" He said, and instantly she remembered their previous training and instantly spun in a circle, with her wings turning red as she sent little lava ashes to the Squirtle and Scyther in hopes of doing some major damage to them.
::Whismur:: (-1 defense) Name: Mr. Snuffles | Gender: Male | Level: 9 Attack Set 1: Pound, Uproar, Blizzard, Astonish Ability 1: Soundproof Hit by Leer Used Uproar at Scyther
::Swablu:: (-1 defense) Name: Ciela | Gender: Female | Level: 10 Attacks: Peck, Astonish, Heat Wave, Sing, Growl Ability: Natural Cure Hit by Leer and Quick Attack Used Sing on Squirtle, and Heat Wave on both
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 27, 2011 19:59:07 GMT -5
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What a weird turn this turned out to be; Uproar and Sing. Wow. Seamus blinked and stared at the confusion and chaos Sam's Pokemon tried to make with their voices. Sadly the Uproar canceled out the sing instantly, allowing no one to fall asleep as long as it was being used. How could the Squirtle manage to even keep still with all of that racket going around? Annoyed, Bohr popped right out to make the Swablu shut up as he glared at her, completely fed up with her chattering. <Keep it up, and I'm taping your beak shut.> He threatened with a low growl, though where would he even get the tape? He didn't know, he didn't care. He'd figure it out somehow! The Swablu was quick to listen to her trainer's orders though, firing off a heat wave at both him and Scyther. <Agh, hot. Pa-tooie.> The Squirtle huffed, spitting on the ground as he swiped away at the embers.
Scyther was already having trouble! The Uproar was a fairly strong normal type move, and the Heat Wave was completely super effective! She let out a shrill cry as she hopped around in circles, somehow thinking that running around would put it out. "Water Pledge and Vacuum Wave!" The order was quick and to the point. The Squrtle had it out for the Swablu, so gathering up enough water that filled the ground around him, he sprayed the blast after the bird in an attempt to douse that fire.
<Hothothothothothot OH MY GOSH I'M DYING.> The Scyther squealed in a fury, flying through the water stream with a look of relief as she shivered and turned around, using Bohr's attack to her own advantage. It was cold, but it was better than being on fire. <Hyaaaah!> She let out a radical cry, raising her scythes up as she slashed away at the air, sending the fighting attack down at the Whismur for him to endure.
[/div] Turn 2! Soup! { Bohr } (Defense +1) Level 10|Male Torrent Tackle|Tail Whip|Water Pledge|Bubble|Withdraw Personality: Strict. Serious. Defensive. Hit by Heat Wave NVEWater Pledge on SwabluLevel 10|Female Swarm|Technician Vacuum Wave|Quick Attack|Leer|Focus Energy Endure|Pursuit Personality: Undisciplined. Jumpy. Chaotic. Hit by Uproar and Heat Wave SE! Really Tiring!Vacuum Wave on Whismur [/center]
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Post by tomackze on Nov 28, 2011 9:56:08 GMT -5
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Ciela immediately flew back after the response by the Squirtle. And slightly tilting her head, she gave Bohr the oddest look ever before the she was sprayed by the water that came from the Squirtle and her wings started to get a bit damp. >Ah! Not cool... Now I can't fly right!< She said with a groan and a hmph, before she charged recklessly at the Squirtle for attacking her. >ALALALALALAL! ROARRR!!! THIS IS WHAT YOU GET!< She yelled, trying very hard to scare the Squirtle into flinching with her surprise and crazed attack. The move worked against Sam already as he was too surprised to do or say anything after he saw it. Instead, he simply stood there, dumbfounded. But luckily for him, he did not need to do much this time around. As the Vacuum Wave hit Mr. Snuffles hard and caused him to cry all over again. He shivered once again as he let out another wallow at the Scyther for attacking him, it was the best he could do since he could not hear his own cries at all. >Why you hurt me?!?! WHY!?!?!??!!< He screamed.
::Whismur:: (-1 defense) Name: Mr. Snuffles | Gender: Male | Level: 9 Attack Set 1: Pound, Uproar, Blizzard, Astonish Ability 1: Soundproof Hit by Vacuum Wave (SE) Used Uproar (2/3) at Scyther
::Swablu:: (-1 defense) (-1 attack) Name: Ciela | Gender: Female | Level: 10 Attacks: Peck, Astonish, Heat Wave, Sing, Growl Ability: Natural Cure Hit by Growl and Water Pledge Used Astonish on Squirtle
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 28, 2011 10:08:19 GMT -5
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Seamus had to admit, if he had a boot in his hand right now he would've loved to throw it at that Whismur for not shutting up. It looked like such a shy, timid thing, but to have those kinds of vocals was simply startling. It was also another fine word that wasn't used much in his vocabulary, but it seemed to fit Sam sometimes; annoying. Those loud cries were worse that nails on a chalkboard, and his Scyther was getting the blunt point of the attack as the Whismur followed her around. She winced as she kept hopping away, shaking her head to rid herself of the parasitic song. <Get it out! Evil in my head! Ears are POISONED!> She hissed dramatically with each hop, not knowing how much more of this she could take.
The Squirtle was stuck staring at the Swablu's Astonish, apparently horrified with her sudden appearance before smacking him down onto the ground. It didn't hurt too badly, considering his defense, but it was scary. He retreated right back into his shell, not even daring to peek as Seamus inwardly groaned. Damn untrained Pokemon, get it right. "Leer and Pursuit." Looks like Scyther was his main offense for now, at least until the Squirtle wanted to get his act together.
The Scyther gave both of her foes a weary leer, standing still and facing them both with tense, raised scythes. She looked threatening for sure, especially because she was so tall. It was then that she bolted towards the Whismur, wanting her suffering to end as her claws brimmed with a dark aura, as if she was evil or possessed. All she had to do was strike at him, and the Pursuit would work!
[/div] Turn 3! Fries are done! { Bohr } (Defense +1) Level 10|Male Torrent Tackle|Tail Whip|Water Pledge|Bubble|Withdraw Personality: Strict. Serious. Defensive. Hit by AstonishFlinchedLevel 10|Female Swarm|Technician Vacuum Wave|Quick Attack|Leer|Focus Energy Endure|Pursuit Personality: Undisciplined. Jumpy. Chaotic. Hit by Uproar! Weakening!Leer on both, Pursuit on Whismur [/center]
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Post by tomackze on Nov 28, 2011 10:33:17 GMT -5
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Ciela smiled, proud of herself for being able to get the Squirtle to flinch and stop moving after her attack. She started to flap around happily again and skidded around a bit before she met the leer of the Scyther and gave off another >hmph< for such an attack. She did not appreciate the nasty looks that she was getting from the Scyther, although she started to question why the Scyther was looking at her so often. >Oh! Do you have a crush on me?!< She asked, happily jumping up and down as she assumed that must have been the case for the leers. >Oh sorry, I don't swing that way!< She said before laughing again. Her wings seemed to have dried now and she instantly took off to the air again before aiming her beak right at the Scyther for another peck attack. Mr. Snuffles on the other hand saw the Scyther come fast after him, and he immediately attempted to run away and hide behind Sam. But the bug caught him quickly and did even more damage to him for running away, causing him to shriek in pain and let out a light whimper as he started to get a bit light headed. He let out one final cry after, before he fell to the floor and fell asleep, exhausted from the uproar he had just caused. He was so calm and peaceful now, even more so since he was in the fever position since he was cold. Sam couldn't help but giggle when he saw that. He seriously was the cutest thing ever!
::Whismur:: (Tiring) (-2 defense) Name: Mr. Snuffles | Gender: Male | Level: 9 Attack Set 1: Pound, Uproar, Blizzard, Astonish Ability 1: Soundproof Hit by Leer and Pursuit Used Uproar (3/3) on Scyther
::Swablu:: (-2 defense) (-1 attack) Name: Ciela | Gender: Female | Level: 10 Attacks: Peck, Astonish, Heat Wave, Sing, Growl Ability: Natural Cure Hit by Leer Used Peck on Scyther
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 28, 2011 11:48:32 GMT -5
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<W-What? A crush? But you're too fluffy!> The Scyther had no patience to care about crushes anyways, so she pointed an accusing an accusing arm at the first observable trait of the Swablu. She really didn't care if it was fluffy or not, but it was the first thing she noticed and she was using it as a defense. Then both Pokemon came up and ganged up on her, attacking her both with more annoying Uproars and a super effective peck. She was as weak as she could get, but she was hanging in there somehow. Panting because she was in the red, about the minimum of her health, she took in a deep breath and waited.
Time to endure and see what would happen, since they were after her anyways. She stared nervously at the two normal types, twitching as if she was deeply disturbed about how they could attack her at any moment. Any time. Any place. She was bracing herself as her legs trembled, completely nervous and waiting for the next turn-- she'd endure those attacks for sure, assuming she was guessing right.
<You guys are hopeless.> The Squirtle overheard the situation from within his shell, refusing to budge as his shell gained a glossier sheen. He was keeping up with his withdraw, boosting those defenses to keep himself safe. Sure, it wouldn't save him from the Uproar or Heat Wave, but it was something that made him feel safe and secure. From out of the holes of the shell, he unleashed a spray of bubbles at both of his foes, making it hard to dodge with the amount of easy going bubbles hovering around.
Seamus glanced at each Pokemon before shrugging, generally ok with their move choices. If this was their battle style, then he'd let it be and watch to see what would happen. It was nice that he didn't have to give instructions every damn turn, giving him a bit of a break so he could simply watch and appreciate the battle.
[/div] Turn 4! Scorching Sun! { Bohr } (Defense +2) Level 10|Male Torrent Tackle|Tail Whip|Water Pledge|Bubble|Withdraw Personality: Strict. Serious. Defensive. Withdraw and bubble on both!Level 10|Female Swarm|Technician Vacuum Wave|Quick Attack|Leer|Focus Energy Endure|Pursuit Personality: Undisciplined. Jumpy. Chaotic. Hit by Uproar and Peck SE! Very weak!Endures for next turn! Predicting time! [/center]
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Post by tomackze on Nov 28, 2011 18:19:35 GMT -5
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Ciela took the comment as an insult and quickly puffed up to look even fluffier before she pondered and thought of what she would do next. >Well... at least I can-SIIINNNNNGGG< She went on and on as she tried to break the sound barrier with her beautiful (or rather painfully AWFUL) voice. Good thing Mr. Snuffles was deaf because that wasn't something he'd like to hear. Ever! Sam himself couldn't even handle it. He quickly shielded himself and thus wasn't able to pick out that the Scyther had just endured itself. Not knowing that, he quickly decided to eliminate it first, but he had a nice strategy up his sleeve to accomplish this. As the bubbles came, it entrapped both of Sam's pokemon and slow them down for the time being, which was very annoying to them but not too painful. Sam quickly smiled and ordered a nice, weird, paradoxical, but beautiful display. "Heat Wave, Blizzard." He said and Ciela quickly twirled again before sending hot fire ashes to the Scyther and Squirtle. As he did this, Sam smiled as he saw no way the Scyther would survive such an attack. And if she somehow did by some divine miracle, this next one would eliminate her... Mr. Snuffles was a bit reluctant at first, but quickly she let out a loud roar and sent a very powerful Blizzard at the opponent. The blizzard quickly mixed with the heat wave, which melted it and caused a lot splatter of water to come at the foes. Not the most efficient attack, especially against a bug and a water type.
::Whismur:: (Tiring) (-2 defense) (-1 speed) Name: Mr. Snuffles | Gender: Male | Level: 9 Attack Set 1: Pound, Uproar, Blizzard, Astonish Ability 1: Soundproof Hit by Bubble Used Blizzard on both
::Swablu:: (-1 speed) (-2 defense) (-1 attack) Name: Ciela | Gender: Female | Level: 10 Attacks: Peck, Astonish, Heat Wave, Sing, Growl Ability: Natural Cure Hit by Bubble Used Sing on Scyther and Heat Wave on both
Heat Wave + Blizzard = TROLOLOLOL funny
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 28, 2011 18:36:35 GMT -5
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<Oh my god that's singing! I thought you were crying!> The Scyther exclaimed as somehow the incredibly terrible and loud voice started to lure to into an exhausted sleep. She hadn't fainted, but gosh, under that heat and snow from the Heat Wave and Blizzard it sure looked as if she was fainted and out of the match. The snow faintly covered her body as her foot twitched, almost as if she'd spring back attack after enduring those two attacks. <*snoooore*> She let out a big one as a snot bubble popped out of the bug type's nose, growing in and blowing out with each breath she took. Seamus always knew that she was young, recently hatched, and no where near being a classy lady. Still, he wished that the Scyther would mature a little more. "Sleeping..." He stated, as if he was surprised that she hadn't fainted. Another attack would definitely knock her out easily, and the chances of dodges were low.
It was pretty much up to Bohr, who was resistant to both attacks as he endured them to the best of his capabilities. <I don't know if its hot or cold anymore!> He complained, bursting out of his shell as he glared at the two for mocking him in such a way. No more mister nice turtle, it was time for a lesson! He turned right around and jumped up and down, wiggling his tail in a taunting manner at the pair. <Take it! Take it!> He scoffed, furious with the youngsters for bothering him like this.
Seamus didn't know what to make of the Squirtle's behavior, but it was probably a good idea to try a physical attack. Maybe on the Whismur, see if they could make it Uproar again. "Tackle the Whismur." He really didn't have any hope of making the Scyther useful this battle, but it was worth a shot. The Squirtle ran right after the crybaby Whismur with a slow Tackle, not really moving very quickly for a turtle that could walk on its hind legs. Wonder why.
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Post by tomackze on Nov 28, 2011 18:48:29 GMT -5
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The tackle came and struck the Whismur hard, who was weakening already from the three tail whips as he fell back even harder and quickly had a huge problem getting up. He wasn't necessarily tired or anything, but rather he just wasn't used to fighting much and was too timid to continue the fight actually. Instead he stayed on the floor, hoping that Sam would not notice and would simply return him or something as he really had no motivation to continue on anymore. But he did a terrible job hiding it also as he could not stop his shiver as the blizzard made him even colder than normal. Sam allowed him to get off with no doing anything this time around, he wanted his Whismur to have one victory at a time. It was good for him. Ciela though did not really enjoy the mockery and quickly returned back with a loud growl at the Squirtle. >Don't do that! It's mean!< She growled. Although she chose not to attack either. Sam would probably regret this later.
::Whismur:: (Weak) (-3 defense) (-1 speed) Name: Mr. Snuffles | Gender: Male | Level: 9 Attack Set 1: Pound, Uproar, Blizzard, Astonish Ability 1: Soundproof Hit by Tail Whip and Tackle Nada
::Swablu:: (-1 speed) (-3 defense) (-1 attack) Name: Ciela | Gender: Female | Level: 10 Attacks: Peck, Astonish, Heat Wave, Sing, Growl Ability: Natural Cure Hit by Tail Whip Growl on Squirtle
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 28, 2011 19:23:45 GMT -5
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Now this was a pretty useless turn; the Whismur looked fainted, but Seamus was pretty sure it was awake, and the Swablu only had the muse to Growl at his Pokemon. Sam didn't seem to be planning anything, though to be fair Seamus hadn't exactly been planning much either. Scyther was still asleep, not gaining any health as she snored out her exhaustion and pain. That bug was a bit of a disappointment, having so many weaknesses that were easy to expose like that. They said that it would get a type change when it evolved, however he wasn't sure how beneficial that was exactly. Was it worth evolving in the first place? At least, not when she was so young. Seamus could tell that she was hardly ready for it. "Tackle the Swablu." Might as well leave the Whismur alone, since it looked like a one on one fight.
<Ha. Down already? I had more faith in you.> The Squirtle taunted at the Whismur, crossing his arms after tackling it and mocking a sigh. His tail swished from side to side as he glanced at the adorable Swablu's growl, feeling less inclined to beat the snot out of her. Ok, so he wouldn't be too rough on her. That was ok, right? Rubbing the back of his head as if this was a hassle that a massage could fix, he gave her a defiant look as he kicked at the ground like a bull before the charge.
Messing with the old crabby Squirtle? Not always the best of ideas, that was for sure. He didn't bother to smirk as he rushed after the bird with a tackle, planning on taking advantage of her lowered defenses. "Funny how we're both using Pokemon like this." Seamus commented on the fact at last, knowing full well that Sam's usual team was much stronger than this.
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Post by tomackze on Nov 29, 2011 14:34:38 GMT -5
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Mr. Snuffles was left alone and eventually he cradled in the fetal position and fell asleep on the spot. The sight was kind of cute, but also super frustrating for Sam since he needed the advantage, yet the Whismur chose to sleep instead of giving it to him. Mr. Snuffles even ignored the comment coming from the Squirtle, as he was too timid to start a fight that he knew he could not win and instead chose sleep over the other option of fighting. Ciela was hit hard with the tackle, and her decrease in defense pushed her back further as she had a bit of trouble getting up again after the attack and felt her body tighten and weaken. Sam quickly sighed, he needed to give himself the advantage again as his pokemon were clearly shown to be weakening. He might as well make this a 1v1 battle, and not risk the Scyther waking up. "Heat Wave! Again!" He said and Ciela quickly whipped up a powerful attack against the two foes before she propped back onto the floor to recover from her wounds. "Well, we have to prove that we are more than one trick ponies right?" Sam mused. He started to respect Seamus more and more after all these interactions. At first he thought the trainer was just a bully for picking on him when he just started his journey. But since then, he's realized another side to him. One he has gotten to respect a lot.
::Whismur:: (Weak) (-3 defense) (-1 speed) Name: Mr. Snuffles | Gender: Male | Level: 9 Attack Set 1: Pound, Uproar, Blizzard, Astonish Ability 1: Soundproof Hit by nothing Nada
::Swablu:: (Weak) (-1 speed) (-3 defense) (-1 attack) Name: Ciela | Gender: Female | Level: 10 Attacks: Peck, Astonish, Heat Wave, Sing, Growl Ability: Natural Cure Hit by Tackle Heat Wave on both
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 29, 2011 15:21:19 GMT -5
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The Scyther was still fast asleep, but when she was hit by that Heat Wave she was definitely knocked out now! She let out a cry as she woke up from the pain--only to faint right there and then, completely exhausted and out of it. Seamus shrugged at the sight, returning the Scyther for her effort in the match. It was only a casual battle anyways, he never expected his Pokemon to pull off something amazing. That Scyther was fairly untrained anyways, earning most of her levels from the badges he owned. The Squirtle, as far as he knew, hadn't had any experience prior to when he obtained it, but Bohr was old and seemed to know what he was doing.
The Squirtle was hit by the heat wave from the now stronger Swablu, but he wasn't about to go down. He was almost in the yellow, but he was hanging in there even without a companion to back him up. <Just you and me, birdie.> He grunted, spitting on the ground as he snorted and stared at her. It was then that he deeply inhaled and spewed off another Water Pledge at her, planning on soaking her the same way she had soaked in him a wave of hot air.
Seamus chuckled at Sam's comment, thinking about that a little. More than one-trick ponies seemed accurate, the way he was trying to flexibly use the Pokemon he had besides his main team. Perhaps it was becoming a hobby, using more of his Pokemon like this. He wasn't sure where the sudden appreciation for them came from, but it was nice to see them out and about like this. "I guess so." He didn't know how to add to that, more interested in seeing how Sam's Pokemon reacted.
[/div] Turn 7! Yay Scyther lost! { Bohr } (Defense +2, Attack -1) Level 10|Male Torrent Tackle|Tail Whip|Water Pledge|Bubble|Withdraw Personality: Strict. Serious. Defensive. Hit by Heat Wave NVE, nearly weakening!Water Pledge on Swablu!(Attack -1) Level 10|Female Swarm|Technician Vacuum Wave|Quick Attack|Leer|Focus Energy Endure|Pursuit Personality: Undisciplined. Jumpy. Chaotic. Fainted+1 level Scyther, +1 Whismur, +1 Swablu [/center]
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Post by tomackze on Nov 29, 2011 15:29:54 GMT -5
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Mr. Snuffles was still fast asleep, snoring very loudly at it since he was sound proof and thus had no way of hearing anything and thus had no way of controlling his volume at all for that matter. He was simply knocked out, completely dozed from overexerting himself which made Sam feel bad as he just wanted to return his pokemon before he got hurt or something, but he knew that Mr. Snuffles wouldn't improve if he didn't overexert himself sometime. He took out a pokeball, thinking that this was enough for the day, but instantly placed it back in his pocket as he saw Ciela get hit and thought that she might not have much more in her. Thus, he needed Mr. Snuffles and just hoped that the Whismur would snap out of it soon. "Hey Mr. Snuffles! Use Pound!" He said, but Mr. Snuffles did not hear a word his trainer said and instead went back to dosing. Ciela began to hurt bad from all the attacks and she quickly let out a weak growl in hopes of weakening the Squirtle while she stood there on the ground, too weak to get close to her opponent and attack. "It's just hard with them." Sam laughed, knowing that his stronger pokemon wouldn't have looked this pathetic right now. But he went through this with Toothless and others also, so he knew this was just part of the learning experience.
::Whismur:: (Weak) (-3 defense) (-1 speed) Name: Mr. Snuffles | Gender: Male | Level: 9 Attack Set 1: Pound, Uproar, Blizzard, Astonish Ability 1: Soundproof Hit by nothing Nada
::Swablu:: (Weak) (-1 speed) (-3 defense) (-1 attack) Name: Ciela | Gender: Female | Level: 10 Attacks: Peck, Astonish, Heat Wave, Sing, Growl Ability: Natural Cure Hit by Water Pledge Used Growl
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 29, 2011 15:57:27 GMT -5
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Bohr found himself growled at yet again by the adorable Swablu, and he almost apologized when he realized that she wasn't attacking either. Wait a moment, go back a few seconds. He couldn't apologize in a battle, that would only make himself less masculine. No, he had to train, and he was going to train these other Pokemon as well. They could be warriors too, not some whiny whippersnappers that thought they could cry and whine their ways out of everything! <Both of you! On your feet!> He demanded, fed up with the pair as he clapped his hands together and wandered in front of the Swablu and Whismur. Mr.Snuffles seemed to be deaf, because he wasn't reacting to him at all.
<Hey, hey you! Maggot! On your feet!> He demanded, shouting in a gruff voice near the Whismur's ears. He really didn't know about the Whismur's hearing abilities, but he thought that he was being disrespected by not waking up in the middle of the battle. <Attack me with all you got! I can take it, I'm a real Pokemon! I'm from the old generation!> He boasted proudly, both hands on his hips as he glared at the pair with a challenging stare. Seamus had no idea where Bohr was going with this, but if he kept being bossy and immature he was going to have to put a stop to it.
<Listen to me! If you're real Pokemon, you'd dodge this!> He taunted, firing a spray of bubbles at both Pokemon without mercy. They looked rainbowy under the lights as light was reflected in them, making them look pretty in their own way. "You talk too much." Seamus said bluntly to the Squirtle, who only seemed to flinch at the remark, but didn't say anything further about it. It really was hard using new Pokemon, Sam was right about that one.
[/div] Turn 8! How do bubbles work?! { Bohr } (Defense +2, Attack -2) Level 10|Male Torrent Tackle|Tail Whip|Water Pledge|Bubble|Withdraw Personality: Strict. Serious. Defensive. Hit by --, nearly weakening!Bubble on both! [/center]
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Post by tomackze on Nov 29, 2011 18:45:25 GMT -5
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The bubble wasn't the strongest of attacks, but Ciela was already badly injured from all the damage she had sustained which made the weak attack just strong enough to knock her hard on the ground to do some extra damage, enough for her to go unconscious for the time being which caused Sam to sigh and take out his pokeball to return his Swablu. "Good thing I didn't return him quicker." Sam joked, since he would have lost right there had he returned Mr. Snuffles already. And it seemed like Mr. Snuffles chose the perfect time to get involved again as the bubble hit him and caused him to stir a bit before getting up a bit grumpy but also a bit frightened. >Why you wake me?! WAAAHHH!< He screamed again, causing another long and annoying uproar which made Sam feel bad, but he knew it was part of battling. "Sorry about that..." He said to Seamus, since he knew old men couldn't take that much sound. But at least it was good that the Whismur began to attack again...
::Whismur:: (Weak) (-3 defense) (-1 speed) Name: Mr. Snuffles | Gender: Male | Level: 9 Attack Set 1: Pound, Uproar, Blizzard, Astonish Ability 1: Soundproof Hit by Bubble Used Uproar (1/3)
::Swablu:: Name: Ciela | Gender: Female | Level: 10 Attacks: Peck, Astonish, Heat Wave, Sing, Growl Ability: Natural Cure Hit by Bubble, critical hit Fainted. +1 level for Ciela, Bohr, and Scyther
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Post by Sp❣rit on Nov 29, 2011 19:30:46 GMT -5
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The Swablu was done and out, which was a bit of a disappointment to the Squirtle, who was hoping for something more in the match. So the Whismur was down, and the Swablu was down, so what else was left? Did he win? He crossed his arms and huffed sorely about it, feeling like nothing got accomplished until the Whismur woke up and started raging with a loud Uproar! Whoa, what in the world...?! The Squirtle growled as he covered his ears at the shrill cries, eyes twitching as he glared at the daring pink beast that raged against him. So he was fighting based on emotions, was he? How pitiful!
<N-No! You be quiet!> Dadgumit, the Squirtle didn't even hesitate at running towards the Whismur with a tackle. Hands still covering his ears as he felt himself get weak, but not yet weak enough to activate Torrent. Probably would either activate it in the next turn, or he'd faint. Depended exactly on how the battle played out, which could be anything at this point.
Seamus cringed as the loud screaming occurred again, not expecting that when he thought that the Whismur had fainted. Seriously, what was up with that? Ugh, he wished he had ear plugs. He could just barely hear Sam apologize as he frowned at the Whismur...just waiting for it to be over.
[/div] Turn 9! such a bore, bohr. { Bohr } (Defense +2, Attack -2) Level 10|Male Torrent Tackle|Tail Whip|Water Pledge|Bubble|Withdraw Personality: Strict. Serious. Defensive. Hit by Uproar! Almost weak!Tackle on Whismur! [/center]
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Post by tomackze on Nov 29, 2011 19:51:07 GMT -5
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Mr. Snuffles was too caught up in emotion to dodge the incoming attack which hit him hard and sent him falling back, tripping on the floor and hitting his head hard. He was at his last ounces but he had enough for one more uproar that he had to finish before he would go down. He was tired and a bit impressed with how far he had gone in this match himself, but he was also getting towards his limit and Sam could see this himself. Sam quickly sighed and nodded to Seamus. "I think this is it. Whoever survives this turn will win." He said, hoping to have his Whismur come out on top but it honestly wouldn't be the worst thing if he fainted as he felt that Mr. Snuffles had made a lot of improve in the battle already. "I'm proud of you Mr. Snuffles!" He said to his Whismur who couldn't hear a word from all this uproar.
::Whismur:: (Very Weak) (-3 defense) (-1 speed) Name: Mr. Snuffles | Gender: Male | Level: 9 Attack Set 1: Pound, Uproar, Blizzard, Astonish Ability 1: Soundproof Hit by Tackle Used Uproar (2/3)
*This is it!!*
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