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Post by spade on Dec 3, 2010 13:36:24 GMT -5
Kenna waited while the Skitty mewed his requirements, glancing between him and Rio the whole while. The male did not seem against the idea of joining up, but was not about to do so without some sort of challenge; Kenna could understand that much. Rio, meanwhile, kept her eyes securely on the Skitty, drinking in his every word. He was simply being too flirtatious, too complimentary, for the vain feline to ignore. He would join their party, he just had to. Averting her gaze bashfully at his last statement, the Meowth finally met her trainer’s eyes, then looked pointedly at Dagger’s Pokeball.
”A battle, then? A test?” Rio nodded. Kenna grinned at the male feline, then stood up to. Grabbing her Pokeball, she released the Zangoose onto the field. The white-and-red mongoose Pokemon was much larger than both cats -- and probably warmer thanks to his layers of fat fur -- though whether or not he was more powerful than the Skitty was debatable. He was a new addition to her team, after all. ”Let’s see if I’m strong enough to entice you further. Dagger! Leer, then scratch, go!”
Dagger nodded before turning to face the small pink Pokemon in front of him. Fighting, again? Ah, well. It was his first battle of the day. Maybe he could just rest later? Avoid looking at so many Pokemon he didn’t know? Attacking strangers just seemed silly. But maybe this was not a stranger? The way Rio was looking at the Skitty seemed to indicate this was more than just a battle. But what did he know? He could ask. But no, he’d mind his own business. With slightly surprising speed for one so large, the Zangoose rushed over to the Skitty, ready to scratch it across the body, eyes glowing menacingly while he moved.
<Good luck,> Rio mewed softly, though to whom she was speaking was unknown. Her eyes were certainly on the Skitty.
::zangoose:: Used Leer and Scratch.
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Post by Black Ranger Talis on Dec 3, 2010 13:53:09 GMT -5
Skitty nodded with a meow as the Trainer understood his conditions with the help of that beautiful feline on his shoulders. Stretching his muscles once again to prepare for battle, he waited calmly to see what the Trainer would send out. A Zangoose? Skitty smiled confidently. Oh he could handle that easily enough. Sure it was muscular, but Skitty had brains and the talented mind to create tactics and strategies. Why, if he didn't have brains and testosterone, how would he have known that the Meowth before him was such a catch. >Oh I won't need it, my love,< he remarked to the Meowth at her wish that he have good luck, completely missing the Zangoose's Leer. Unfortunately, the Scratch couldn't be avoided by infatuation alone, and his back was sliced open by the wickedly sharp claws of the Zangoose. Skitty hissed in pain and hatred as blood seeped onto the ground, crouching as he glared up at the Zangoose. So that was how it was gonna be. huh? Springing back with his slender body and deceptively powerful feet, he raised his thick, three pronged tail and slammed it onto the ground, releasing a small shockwave that rushed for the Zangoose. Sure, he could only use it now, while he was in the prime of help, but it couldn't miss and would make the vicious Zangoose flinch, so it was worth it for his new-found girl. ::skitty:: Skitty used Fake Out. [/B]
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Post by spade on Dec 3, 2010 15:24:57 GMT -5
The Skitty certainly appeared confident enough in his antics to take on his opponent, and Rio was quite convinced that her fellow feline could win this battle. Kenna, on the other hand, would not allow that victory; it might mean the Skitty would leave them! Well. Maybe. She wasn’t so sure that it would leave Rio’s side in a hurry, in any case. Hopefully her Meowth wasn’t so attracted that she would consider abandoning her trainer. In which case, she’d have to win this battle, to prove herself to both Rio and this darn adorable Skitty.
The Fake Out was successful, the shockwave striking the Zangoose before he could properly respond. The attack surprised him so much that he couldn’t do anything the following turn, instead taking the time to blink around in confusion.
::zangoose:: Hit by the Fake Out. Flinched.
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Post by Black Ranger Talis on Dec 3, 2010 17:26:56 GMT -5
Skitty smiled in a self satisfied way as he pranced around the Zangoose's temporarily frozen form, rather pleased with himself as he ran around the Pokemon, showing his beautiful, muscular(ish) form to the beautiful Meowth who seemed to want him to win just as much as he did. Flouncing in front of the Zangoose once again, Skitty wagged his tail tauntingly as he purred, confidence with a hint of arrogance in the luxurious sound rumbling in his throat. >This one's for you, hot stuff,< he said in a stage whisper towards Rio, raising his hand (the equivalent of a wink for one such as Skitty, who couldn't wink), before hurling his small but powerful form at the Zangoose. ::skitty:: Skitty used Tail Whip and Tackle. [/B]
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Post by spade on Dec 4, 2010 4:32:52 GMT -5
Rio temporarily snapped out of her infatuation and rolled her eyes, but still had a content smile on her face at her fellow cat’s words.
Quite flustered by his cowardly reaction to the attack -- though it was hardly his fault, as even the strongest Dragonite would have frozen -- Dagger tried his best to snap out of it in time to dodge the tackle, but was unable to do so. That darn tail wag had distracted him, lowered his confidence. It seemed that the Skitty was just taunting him, the horrid horny little thing.
”Counter with another leer and quick attack!” Kenna called, ignoring her stumbling Pokemon. Reeling back from the tackle, Dagger looked up and glared at the Skitty, his red eyes positively glowing. Then, he darted forward, paws raised, ready to slam into the Skitty as fast and hard as possible.
::zangoose:: Hit by Tail Whip and Tackle. Used Leer and Quick Attack.
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Post by Dracken on Dec 4, 2010 9:07:53 GMT -5
The Skitty hissed as the attack came upon him. He tumbled backwards and landed flat on his stomach. He hissed as he got up. <Is that all you got?> he taunted. He wasn't going to let his guard down anymore, he was giving it his all. He was gonna impress the ladies that were around, if there was any at least. He wagged his tail again, hoping to drop the defense before he went in for another Tackle. <BOO-YA! TAKE THIS SWEETHEART!>
::skitty:: Used Tail Whip and Tackle.
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Post by spade on Dec 4, 2010 9:44:29 GMT -5
Oh, no. Not this time, he wasn't. Dagger continued leering at his opponent, keen to get the small critter's defenses as low as possible, and completely ignored the tail whip. The tackle managed to strike his bulky frame, though it did not do too much damage to the Zangoose, who had been bracing himself just before impact.
"Nice job, Dagger!" Kenna called out, a rare bit of praise that made the Zangoose feel more comfortable with his new trainer. "Get ready for a Scratch, now, okay?" Grunting approval, he lumbered forward and lashed out at the Skitty, claws sharp and ready to smack the smirk right off of the flirty feline's face.
::zangoose:: Ignored Tail Whip; Hit by Tackle. Used Leer and Scratch.
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Post by Black Ranger Talis on Dec 4, 2010 10:35:09 GMT -5
Skitty blanched at the incoming claws, and tried to jump aside, but they raked one side of his smooth cream face, drawing blood which trickled steadily onto the ground. >...My face! My beautiful faaaaaace!< yowled Skitty, rolling around on the ground for a moment, using his large tail to clutch his face and wipe the excess blood away. Getting to his feet with a furious scowl, he glared at the Zangoose. >How dare you maim my beautiful face, you charlatan! You interfering old badger!< The Skitty growled at the Zabgoose before launching himself at the larger Pokemon's torso with a furious hiss, determined to win. What if the Meowth didn't want him now he had a scratched face? That would be an unthinkable travesty for poor Skitty. ::skitty:: Skitty used Growl and Tackle. [/B]
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Post by spade on Dec 4, 2010 10:53:58 GMT -5
For a moment, it must be admitted that Rio was completely drawn out of her attraction to the formerly handsome Skitty. From some a vicious slash, it was possible that he would remain scarred forever; was that really attractive at all? Or did it convey power and the ability to withstand pain? The Meowth just wasn’t sure what to think on the matter; still, she rather wanted him to join up. After all, his appearance did not matter. If he was fond of her, he would continue to praise her, thus stoking her vanity. Whether or not she reciprocated? She could decide later. So, for now, she glared at Dagger for causing her admirer such a wound.
Kenna, too, was slightly put off by the wound on the side of the Skitty's face. But... it would heal, with time. Most things did. "Keep scratching at it, Dagger," she said.
Intimidated by the loud and angry response from both sides of the battlefield, poor Zangoose was inclined to make his attacks less powerful, to avoid such a negative response yet again. But, still, at the urging of Kenna, he picked himself up after being pushed backwards by the tackle, and aimed another scratch at the critter’s body.
::zangoose:: Hit by growl and tackle. Used scratch.
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Post by (ノಠ益ಠ on Dec 4, 2010 13:41:03 GMT -5
Skitty was so furious with the Zangoose that he was actually trembling with the weight of his rage. The determined male had not missed the flashes of disappointment and doubt in the faces of the two beautiful femmes, and he was now convinced that they would never love him, never return his purrs of affection! This creature in front of him was the cause of all of his problems! He would need to make it pay!
He was watching the other with such anger and bloodlust that it was almost easy to leap out of the way, blood from his facial wound splattering onto the rock that he had leaped up on. From here he gave a furious hiss, eyes narrowed to slits as he stared down the Zangoose.
<I'll make you pay!> he vowed before lunging from the rock toward his opponent. The rock had not been too high, but it was high enough to make him feel more powerful as he sped through the air to body-check his opponent.
::skitty:: Dodged Scratch! Skitty used Tackle!
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Post by spade on Dec 4, 2010 13:57:16 GMT -5
Make him pay, indeed. Though it would have been a glorious sight to see the bleeding Skitty fly through the air and land a mercilessly powerful attack on the much larger Zangoose, bringing the beast to its knees, such a scenario was not what played out. As soon as the Skitty had jumped into the air, Kenna called out, "Quick attack, go!" and Dagger sprung to action.
His own eyes narrowed, the mongoose Pokemon slipped underneath the leaping Skitty, ending up behind him, then spun around and thrust his own body towards the now-landed cat. Rio, meanwhile, was quite aware of the rage spiraling through the Skitty's heart; even the human incapable of PokeSpeech could sense his despair of having his love not returned. Eager to keep him around, she meowed, <Don't worry,> to the pink male, a slight smile on her muzzle.
::zangoose:: Dodged tackle. Used Quick Attack.
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Post by NOPE on Dec 4, 2010 15:03:57 GMT -5
It was a simple heuristic that his face would heal over time, afterall; time was the mithridate to all of life's conceptual poisons. Even if he lost now, he had his beautiful face and rarity to keep him alive and popular for the rest of existence. However, the skitty was too busy contemplating his recently scratched face to notice that Dagger had just slammed into him from behind. A light attack, but enough to make him grunt and thrown off his balance.
"<You...made me grunt! How unlike a gentleman. You brute! I'll win; for my love!>" A cat always lands on their feet, meaning the poor little cat didn't topple over. He was starting to pant, his breath shallow from all of the tackles and scratches. If he didn't end this quickly, he'd be dead cat meat.
"<For victory!>" The confident skitty locked onto the target with Foresight, before attempting a tackle on Dagger once more.
::Skitty:: Mood: Angry and Confident Skitty is weakning! Skitty locks onto Dagger with Foresight and uses Tackle!
OOC: Foresight allows for 100% accuracy :3 <3.
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Post by spade on Dec 4, 2010 16:11:24 GMT -5
Though he tried to dodge out of the way, he was unable to shake the Skitty from hitting home, right against his stomach, knocking the wind completely out of the larger Pokemon. Dagger stumbled backwards, unable to breathe, and in great pain. He stayed on the ground for a moment, gasping for breath, clutching his stomach with one gigantic paw.
"Push through it, Dagger! One last scratch!" Kenna called, her eyes slightly narrowed as she looked between the battling creatures before her. Both were growing weak from the onslaught; it was only a matter of time before one of them collapsed. But who would it be? If it was Dagger, would the Skitty still agree to join them? Knowing that he was more powerful than one of her trained -- albeit he had not been in her possession for long -- companions? Or would winning stoke his ego enough to allow himself to accompany them? It was difficult to determine. She bit her lip.
Grunting, Dagger pushed himself to his feet and lunged out wildly at the smaller male.
::zangoose:: Hit by Tackle. Used Scratch. Is weakening.
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Post by NOPE on Dec 4, 2010 16:50:25 GMT -5
The skitty was too exhausted to dodge the scratch, he took it straight to the back once more. The gash wasn't severe, but it caused him to loose all will to fight. He laughed, panting heavily as he did so. He was finished, knew he had victory narrowly escape his grasp. He was okay, the only thing hurt was his pride.
<"You...win."> He fainted, somehow not losing that debonair charm that made him so attractive. He wasn't all that hurt, a bonanza of opportunities awaited him on the side of Kenna; and all the pretty girls he could flirt with. Losing was the best thing that could ever happen to him!
::Skitty:: Skitty has fainted and Dagger gains 1 level; capture?
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Post by spade on Dec 4, 2010 17:01:07 GMT -5
As soon as the Skitty was down, Rio scurried over to him, giving his bloody fur a few licks to try and clean him up a bit before Kenna could attempt a capture. The girl looked at her Meowth and grinned while she dug out a spare Pokeball. "So you're actually attracted to him?" she asked her Pokemon.
Rio looked up at her trainer, tongue sticking out. <As if you weren't fond of him, yourself,> the Meowth replied, sitting down stubbornly, flicking her tail.
Feeling as though the rebuttal had some grains of truth to it, Kenna chose not to respond, instead tossing the collected Pokeball at the unconscious Skitty. Hopefully this sphere would work as well as her last attempt had.
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Post by NOPE on Dec 4, 2010 17:35:07 GMT -5
The hallow ground of the pokeball was like a mirthridate for his pride, the poisonous sin was patched right up with the soothing light of the pokeball. The pokeball sweeped him inside, but it shook once...twice...and then thrice! The ball clicked soundly; a triumphant victory for Kenna! You caught...Level: 8 Gender: Male Ability: Cute Charm and Normalize Attacks: Fake Out, Growl, Tail Whip, Tackle, Foresight, Attract Personality: An Adonis; loves to impress women.
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Post by spade on Dec 4, 2010 18:37:17 GMT -5
Kenna picked up the Pokeball containing her new companion and popped it in her bag; for the time being, he was useless to her. The Pokemon Centers were probably still down, after all, and she had nothing that would revive the cat. Seeing Rio's indignant look, she said, "Don't worry, we'll go back and see if the Pokemon Centers are back up tonight. Okay?" Somewhat eased by such knowledge, Rio nodded.
<Where to next, then? I could use some more training.> The Meowth looked back towards the path the pair had been marching down.
Kenna followed Rio's gaze, then headed back through the brush to more solid ground. It was nice being somewhere without grasses tickling arms and legs; even though she was wearing sleeves, some sneaky little blades managed to worm their way against her skin. "We'll go this way, for now. See what we come across." With a leap, Rio landed on Kenna's shoulder, startling the small woman and making her fall forward. Still, she laughed, and upon balancing with the newly added weight, walked on down the path, alert for the slightest sign of life.
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Post by NOPE on Dec 4, 2010 18:39:51 GMT -5
::Chingling::
A Chingling was floating through the air, not really caring where he was going. He was hoping to find the famed "Paradise Found"! It was a place where, by stepping on the premises, you were given a bonanza of pokefood and pokedollars! He wasn't quite sure where it was...but he'd find it! He noticed a meowth was with a trainer, and descended below to ask for directions.
<"Excuse me, but do you know where "Paradise Found" is? I'm looking for it, the place with pokedollars and pokefood for eternity?"> He probably meant "Paradise Lost", but was too confused to really understand what his question even meant.
::Chingling:: Mood: Derping Chingling asks you directions!
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Post by spade on Dec 4, 2010 19:11:35 GMT -5
It was very convenient, having a Pokemon just float right on down, right when she wanted a battle. Rio glanced at her trainer after examining the psychic type, wordlessly inquiring whether or not it was safe to attack. I mean, it was jabbering nonsense, and it wasn't as though she knew what this "Paradise Found" nonsense was. Kenna, were she able to understand what the bell-like critter was saying, probably would have understood the question, but as she couldn't? No reason for chatter. She nodded, smiling amiably at the Pokemon she was condemning to -- not death, necessarily -- terrible pain.
Quite pleased with the permission to stretch her claws, Rio opened her mouth as if to give a proper response, then lunged at the Pokemon that was just in front of her in a Fake Out, ready to force the floating creature to the ground. Kenna was pushed backwards by the force of the leap, as the Meowth had used her shoulder as leverage. She rubbed her sore shoulder with a pout on her round face, hoping it wouldn't leave a bruise. Because worrying about a bruise when you're about to knock out a friendly Pokemon is perfectly acceptable.
::meowth:: Kindly used Fake Out on the derpy Chingling. <3
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Post by Spirit Marisa Kirisame on Dec 4, 2010 20:08:55 GMT -5
<Eek!>the Chingling let out a terrified squeak as he was hit by the Fake Out attack, causing the little bell Pokemon to flinch back. Chingling fell down to the ground and landed on his poor butt, letting out a little jingly cry of pain as he tumbled down. <Ow! Gee, a "no" would've sufficed,>he chirped indignantly, rubbing his sore bottom. Struggling to get back onto his feet, though it was proving to be hard since his was a spherical shape, the little Pokemon glared at the Meowth and Trainer with hurt and indignant eyes. <Apologize now!>he demanded, stomping a bit as if throwing a tantrum. Chingling was hit by Fake OutChingling wants you to apologizedWill you? Y/N
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