Post by arionne ♥ on Dec 6, 2010 17:09:16 GMT -5
Backstory;;
Spirit and I decided to have a little fun, to put on a show for you members. Some of you might remember my shitstorm on the cbox after she stole my umbreon, while others probably missed it. This is a little compilation of the whole roleplay that happened between the tw of us. Reb and Lyra were not in on this.
This whole scenario was planned out. It did not quite end like we thought it would, but it was fun <3 I only pretended to hate her for all of this. In reality, we were snickering behind our backs ^_~
Spirit and I decided to have a little fun, to put on a show for you members. Some of you might remember my shitstorm on the cbox after she stole my umbreon, while others probably missed it. This is a little compilation of the whole roleplay that happened between the tw of us. Reb and Lyra were not in on this.
This whole scenario was planned out. It did not quite end like we thought it would, but it was fun <3 I only pretended to hate her for all of this. In reality, we were snickering behind our backs ^_~
PRESENTING; THE CASE OF THE STOLEN UMBREON
Featuring;;
Blaze -- Arionne
Hunter -- Spirit
Winters -- Spirit
Lyra -- Lyra
Jack -- Reb
Featuring;;
Blaze -- Arionne
Hunter -- Spirit
Winters -- Spirit
Lyra -- Lyra
Jack -- Reb
ARIONNE:
"So, what's going on, out there?" asked Blaze, allowing Moon to clamber into his arms. Whenever Ryuu wasn't around, his other Pokémon were usually a lot more keen on physical contact with their trainer. Unless it was Ashes. She made sure to annoy the dragon as much as she could.
The umbreon let out a worried yelp, trying to warn his trainer to stay away. But Blaze couldn't just leave. His Pokémon were still here and after that encounted with Syl, he was determined to face this challenge head on. "Don't worry. You'll protect me, right? And I'll make sure to protect you as well," he told dark-typed Pokémon. Moon was almost like a forbidden mistress, being the only Pokémon that didn't quite fit his team. But Blaze kept him around because the soft blue glows of light gave him peace and he enjoyed the company of the small Pokémon. Flash's duty was to get rid of water types. His others cemented his position as the fire master of Cheyenne. And Moon was just coming along for the ride.
Blaze slowly walked around the power plant, glancing out at the battles going on once in a while. His hands gripped Moon's slender body, his fur cool where the blue rings glowed. It obviously wasn't one of these small-fries that ganged up on the recruits to attempt a rescue. There was someone else in here, and Blaze hoped he wouldn't encounter whoever it was.
SPIRIT:
A loud, violent roar literally shook the Power Plant for several seconds once Hunter released Charizard from his sphere. He was already sick of searching around for Syl and Blaze, so he assumed that a 'louder', more appropriate method was necessary. The ice cold man snickered as his beast of a Pokémon raged against the walls, only given the order to 'raise hell', and he did so with a fury.
The winged beast stretched open his wings, and let out another roar as it rampaged through the hallways. Finally, the beast came eye to eye with a strange sight. A human with an Umbreon. But this guy smelled strange. Something about him reeked of the scent of fire. A bad, charred scent that made him want to sneeze.
"So. This is where you were hiding." Hunter had slowly tracked his Charizard's position from a safe distance before the beast stopped at the first human he saw. Not a Pokemorph, sadly, but a human that had a sense of power about him.
<You're lucky. If you had the bad scent of morph on your bones, I would have killed your trainer on sight.> The Charizard grumbled to the Umbreon, only turning to face his trainer with a curious look. Was this human important in someway to Hunter?
"Blaze." Hunter snickered at the sight of the so called 'Fire Pokémon Master'. What a stupid title. Only those that felt that they didn't have any balls would go so far as to take on the league. It was only child's play. What mere 13 year olds did as a hobby.
ARIONNE:
The moment the roar rang across the power plant, Blaze knew what was going on. Moon flinched at the sound, but tried to stay strong. That was not Ryuuku. That was another Charizard. The trainer had actually kept count on the various fire lizards in the region, and the sight of the normal-colored creature sent shivers down his spine. The Hunter. What was he doing in here? Were there morphs in Team Death?
Moon leaped out of his trainer's arms, ready to defend him against the large Pokémon. The umbreon never had any luck against Ryuuku and he did not think this battle would be any different, but his pride was at stake! He would do his best against this winged creature. He was still terrified, with every bone in his body quivering.
"What do you want?" Blaze asked the hunter, trying to hide his own fear. This Charizard was even stronger than his own, which irritated him to no end. But he was not a pokemorph. The hunter should not be here. "Why aren't you hunting for the mutants instead of wasting your time here?" He did not falter, keeping his voice steady. He did not need another loss after that previous battle against Ava, but something told him that the Hunter was not going to let him go. The look the other trainer gave him wasn't one Blaze enjoyed being under. He just hoped Ryuuku and Flash were still safe and that Moon would forgive whatever was to come.
SPIRIT:"I have sensed some mutants here, actually. Disgusting, vile creatures. One is even on your side." He grunted, acknowledging that Blaze's question had some merit in it. At least Blaze was a man that didn't make pointless statements; something he never really liked in another certain TD Admin.
"Let's just say that this power outage is quite...inconvenient when it comes to stealing powers. I could always bloody my hands taking them out with gloves, but...that's not my thing." His eyes narrowed as he raised a dangerous, mechanical attachment to his arm, pointing it at Blaze as if to prove his point. This was his latest model, the one thing that could purify a Pokemorph so they could wander around as humans once again.
"I don't like being inconvenienced. Prepare yourself." He turned to his Charizard, a cold stare piercing right into his own Pokemon's eyes. The Charizard only gave time for a nod before he flung himself at Blaze and his Umbreon, though the Pokémon was much closer to him, and he let out a harsh Heat Wave at the pair.
ARIONNE:
Blaze quickly went through the list of recruits in his head. One of them was a morph? He couldn't think of who it might be off the top of his head. Before he could pinpoint anyone, the battle had started. "Brace yourself! Dark Pulse!"
Blaze watched the heat wave approach, as if in slow motion. Moon countered it with a Dark Pulse, which managed to slow it down just a bit as they two waves connected. The darkened air disintegrated, as if burned by the heat wave. That left Moon vulnerable for the attack and Blaze placed his arms in front of his face as the attack approached him as well. Between his cover, the trainer saw his beautiful umbreon crumble onto the ground, barely mewling out in pain. He was barely still conscious and shakily got up again. "Moon! Stop it!" Blaze ordered. This was not worth it. He did not want the Pokémon to get any more hurt than that. The attack had done nothing. The Umbreon did not listen to him and simply used a confuse ray, hoping that it would be effective.
The heat wave was scorching hot and every bit of exposed skin felt on fire. The insulating clothe Blaze wore managed to shield most of the attack, but the skin on his face was probably beet red from the attack. He quickly went for Moon's pokeball, trying to return the pokemon, but not only did the device refuse to work, the one time he did manage to send out a beam of red light, his stubborn Pokémon fought against it to foolishly continue this battle.
SPIRIT:
"...?" Hunter's expression only slightly changed when he saw the Umbreon still standing, though only just barely. It was a durable species, from his past encounters with them. A rare Pokemon, that happened to be very popular with trainers. Absolute tanks, even if their physical strength sucked. His suspicions about a status attack were confirmed when he saw the mysterious flash of Confuse Ray strike his Charizard.
Only a questioning glance towards the beast was the only acknowledgment of the attack, at least visibly. His Pokemon's eyes became white with confusion; pupils dilated as he roared with absolute rage. Opening his gaping mouth, the Charizard unleashed a Flamethrower straight up into the air, and like a fountain it descended upon him.
The blast was so strong that several of the flames rolled across the floor, and Hunter had to release Rhyperior in order to protect himself from the flames. The rock type raised his arms to shield himself and his trainer from arm, not phased in the slightest from the attack.
ARIONNE:
Blaze did not want to keep fighting. He wanted Moon to just return and stay safe in his pokeball, but the umbreon refused to back down, so Blaze was going to support his Pokémon until the end. "Sand Attack, Dark Pulse," he said, his voice starting to waver a bit. He hated having to send his Pokémon do their deaths, but this was karma. Eventually his dealings with Team Death was going to catch up to him.
Sand was kicked into the air, toward the large Charizard, before Moon went in and unleashed everything he could on a dark pulse. Fear was in the pokemon's eyes, but it was also full of determination. He knew that he was going to lose, but damn it he wanted to stay alive for as long as he could. But at least his confuse ray seemed to have worked. If he was lucky, the large beast would be too confused to actually attack back. Ha. As if that would ever happen.
Moon hated Charizards so much.
SPIRIT:
<When I figure out what the hell is going on, someone is going to die!> The Charizard roared, a threat that seemed like something he would actually act upon. If not kill, then at least shred. Very badly. The giant beast's body looked as if a Sand Attack was impossible to reach, but he happened to get a bit too close to the Umbreon while he was trying to attack it.
Sand in his eyes, he recoiled, only half attempting to blink it away. He was aware of the vulnerable position he was in, but cockiness made him unafraid. He could take anything. In fact, he hadn't lost a battle since he evolved into a Charizard. Being the strongest Pokémon on Hunter's team, this was only natural.
"Take the hit." Hunter commanded, seeing that there was no avoiding it anyways. The Dark Pulse might have looked strong, but against his beastly belly, it almost looked as if it was going to bounce off of him. The Confused Charizard scoffed, before acting on his own again. He always had a general idea of what Hunter wanted, and right now, the best thing to do was attack at random.
His wings raised upwards before swiftly hacking down at the air, sending two unpredictable blades of air in random directions. One swirled right around Blaze's figure, while the other looked as if it was heading for Moon's side, due to lowered accuracy, but even a small graze would've been terrifying in this situation.
ARIONNE
The attack came so fast Blaze barely saw it, only feeling the rush of air fly bast his ear, the wind making his hair and clothing whip backwards. The other one managed to hit its target well, hitting the umbreon head first. The Pokémon tried to resist the attack and buffer the damage a bit, but it was no use. Moon was sent flying back toward his trainer. The dark pokemon's body was limp and bleeding, his fur completely black. The normally blue rings shone no more, becoming muddled in the rest of the fur.
Blaze could only stare at his precious Moon, his whole world shrinking until he could see only the body of the umbreon. Hunter was not there anymore, nor was the Charizard. They did not matter. Nothing mattered. The normally stoic man knelt down next to his Pokémon and picked him up, cradling the body in his arms. "Are you done now?" he asked the Hunter. He had no intentions in sending out any other Pokémon to end up like Moon.
SPIRIT
Snickering, the proud Charizard turned to face the Rhyperior behind him, as if to say 'who's the best now?'. The massive rock merely ignored the Charizard's boasting attitude and kept a firm gaze on Blaze, who could strike out at Hunter at any moment. There have been dangerous situations like this before, he knew it well. He had been ordered ever so silently to protect Hunter, and even if he ended up making stupid choices because of that order, he would follow through with it.
"The real question is if you are done." Hunter replied, taking out a lighter as he quietly dug out a cigarette from his pocket. God, a smoke was always good after a battle. He sighed as the smoke poured out of his mouth, quite content with the day's work.
"If you're done with your children's games, I need you to come with me. You're my trophy now." He snickered, and both Charizard and Rhyperior took a step closer to Blaze. If Blaze didn't have an escape route, they really would take him hostage and bring him straight to Professor Winter for punishment.
ARIONNE
Blaze's grip on the fainted umbreon tightened. What was the Hunter talking about? "I'm not a pokemorph," he told the Hunter, "I have no business with you." The hunter used to be a legend in Cheyenne and Blaze really never thought he'd ever see him. But now the man wanted to... Blaze wasn't sure what was wanted of him. What did the man want with him? A trophy? This was ridiculous. Blaze wanted to run, but against a Charizard, he knew he didn't have that much of a chance to run. Besides, he was not going to risk injuring any of his others.
If Hunter wanted him to go with him, however, he guessed he would humour him. Blaze felt a chill run down his spine as he got up, still cradling his umbreon. Hopefully the man will let him go. Really, he had nothing against the Hunter, never having crossed paths with him before. Blaze had hoped that it would stay that way, but he guessed he had run out of luck.
He took out a pokeball from his pocket and tried to return Moon to his enclosure, but the sphere stubbornly refused to work. He grit his teeth, knowing that his Pokémon would have been safer there. The pokeball was returned to a pocket while Blaze held the Pokémon closer to himself. He hated how the limp body felt in his arms.
SPIRIT
Hunter refused to show any more signs of his amusement at the situation, and the only motion he made to his Charizard was a bob of his head. The fire Pokémon took the cue and slowly went to move behind Blaze, only to make sure that he was being a good lad while Rhyperior walked behind Hunter, but in front of Blaze. This formation was quite common with the less dangerous criminals, when he was paid to do so.
"Now, now. No hard feelings. It's just that these are hard times. Even I have a job." He at least bothered to answer what Blaze was trying to ask, shrugging as he led the group through the complicated maze of the Power Plant. He had a map of the place, given to him by Professor Winter himself. Soon enough, they were out of here.
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