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Post by shirochigo on Jan 21, 2011 22:24:05 GMT -5
A L E X A N D E R B A L F O U R Alexander took a deep breath before stepping into the boundary of the first city; Île Électrique, or Electric City. It wasn't nearly as big as his birthplace but it sure stirred up some memories. There were people walking around as well as various Pokémon. At the moment, he would be searching for Wild Pokémon by himself; Adeleine would not be joining him as she was preparing to face Anthony, the Coordinator of Electric City. He had to face Adrian, the Gym Leader of this city. Unfortunately, she had a strict schedule of closing the Gym on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. So he decided to just hang around for now. Alraune was with him and he was dancing as he followed his Trainer walk along the streets.
<"So what are we doing today? Will I get to dance circles around some hooligans?"> asked the Weed Pokémon. Alexander laughed and looked down at his Oddish.
"Who knows? Maybe you will. Be sure to be absolutely perfect in execution or I'll have to punish you!" said Alexander with a scary grin. Alraune immediately shook his head.
<"Right! No less than perfection from me!!"> he replied.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Jan 22, 2011 14:47:20 GMT -5
Pokemon Encounter ! A pooch wandered along the street, ribs nearly showing through his sparce coat of fur. His paws quivered with each step through the numbing blanket of snow. City folks passed by, heads buried into their faux fur coats as they hurried to their destination; they paid no mind to the starving poochyena, as such pokemon were common in the city.
The Pooch suddenly spotted a trashcan nearby that was brimming with scraps of food and wrappers. His belly rumbled at the sight and he became enspirited with hope, tongue lolling out of his mouth and dripping with saliva. He hadn't seen a trash can so full in weeks. He launched himself at the can, knocking it over; this caused some people to shriek. "Hey! That dog's being naughty!" Some said. Some trash went into the road, nearly causing someone to slit their tires on a broken soda can.
The Poochyena ignored the cries of the city people, his heart palpitating as he lowered his head to scarf down as much edible food as he can. ::poochyena::
TUNES|| Fergie - Fergalicious TAGS|| Modded ! TALK|| ♥ [/size]
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Post by shirochigo on Jan 22, 2011 16:25:31 GMT -5
A L E X A N D E R B A L F O U R Alexander heard the cries of various people on the streets. What was happening? Was someone getting mugged? Was someone getting mauled? He turned to where everyone was looking to see a Poochyena trying to find a bite to eat in a trash can. Alraune shook his head and made an indignant face.
<"How uncouth! We should go over there and teach it a lesson,"> said Alraune. He started shaking his leaves in a hostile fashion. Alexander decided to walk over there towards the Poochyena.
"How about you sit this one out. I'll let Metatron take care of this one," he replied. He pulled out Metatron's Poké Ball and tossed it into the air. He was released just a few feet away from the Poochyena.
<"HOSTILE IN RANGE. TARGET LOCKED,"> said Metatron. His eye was locked onto the Poochyena as he fired himself at the Bite Pokémon with a powerful Take Down attack.
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Jan 22, 2011 19:32:19 GMT -5
POOCHYENA::poochyena:: With substancial force he was suddenly thrown to his side, tumbling onto the hard concrete city floor. He snarled, lips curling upwards as he leapt to his feet, prepared to defend himself and his meal. His jowls parted, his head thrown up to the sky he let out a fierce howl, boosting his spirits and calling out the animal in him for the fight. His teeth snapped back shut and he took off towards the strange poke'mon. His ears fell back against his skull, head outstreached and his body braced as he aimed a tackle attack for the steel-type poke'mon. His paws swiftly ate up the ground, closing the short distance between them. Just before he would strike the Beldum he leapt up to thrust his shoulder, his weight, and the momentum of his sprint, into the poke'mon.
- hit by take down
- used howl ( +1 attack )
- used tackle
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Post by shirochigo on Jan 22, 2011 19:51:00 GMT -5
A L E X A N D E R B A L F O U R Alexander giggled at the Poochyena's reaction; he was such a Wild Pokémon! How silly! Metatron blinked at that Bite Pokemon's response. He seemed to be recording all the data about what the Poochyena was doing as attributed by the blinking of his eyes; they were changing shapes and various colors as he did.
"Be sure to pay attention, Metatron," warned Alexander. "If you're not careful then he might hurt you." Alraune nodded his head in agreement.
<"Don't let him bruise you, Metatron!"> he cheered. Metatron did not turn to face them but responded as he focused on his opponent.
<"DEFEAT IS IMPOSSIBLE IN THIS SCENARIO,"> said the Iron Ball Pokémon. He watched as the Poochyena let out a loud Howl before rushing at him with a Tackle attack. His body barely even moved from his large Defense and the fact that his Steel typing was marvelous at resisting a ridiculous portion of the Pokémon world. To counter, he rushed at the Poochyena again with another Take Down attack!
- Metatron is hit with recoil!
- Metatron was hit by Tackle! It wasn't very effective...
- Metatron used Take Down!
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Post by simon on Jan 22, 2011 22:47:26 GMT -5
It appeared that the Tackle did not do as much damage as he would have liked... recoiling back from his tackle with a snarl, paws digging into the dirt angrily. It was one thing to pick on Pokemon, but another thing all together to hit them with giant steel things! There was barely a chance to even possibly fight back when it came to steel! Plus, it was hungry... it's strength wasn't as great as it could be.
Though hesitant, it decided to kick up the bit of dust and dirt that it could towards the eye... eyes of the steel type Pokemon, glowering in steadily growing wrath.
o) Lv. 10 Poochyena was hit by Take Down! o) Lv. 10 Poochyena used Sand Attack!
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Post by shirochigo on Jan 22, 2011 23:20:44 GMT -5
A L E X A N D E R B A L F O U R This Poochyena was quite idiotic. Alexander loved it. Such futility was a wondrous sight and he did not know why he enjoyed it so. Metatron was quite a Pokemon; he merely gazed at the Bite Pokémon without blinking at all. The Sand-Attack hit Metatron's body but nothing happened. He had an ability called Clear Body which didn't allow any stat changes on him unless they were self-inflicted. Alexander started laughing.
"Good job!" he said to the Poochyena. Alraune was also laughing along his Trainer. He didn't realize Metatron was quite powerful already. Who knows? He might become something amazing when he had enough experience. Alexander just had to keep training his Pokémon until they became strong.
<"ATTACK REJECTED,"> said the Iron Ball Pokémon. He simply fired himself at the Poochyena once more, seeing how that was his only attack.
- Beldum is hit by recoil!
- Beldum used Take Down!
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Post by (a♥‿♥a) podz on Jan 23, 2011 12:58:27 GMT -5
::poochyena:: The take down once again hit, sending the grey pooch pokemon flying. He hit his head of a block that was sticking out of a building and he sunk to the ground. He moaned from the pain and looked at the Beldum who used the same move over and over. What a stupid pokemon, he hissed inside his head. He used sand-attack once again, spreading sand over the field before running forward to tackle the blue pokemon.
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Post by shirochigo on Jan 23, 2011 16:23:36 GMT -5
A L E X A N D E R B A L F O U R Metatron was puzzled by the Poochyena's ferocity; did he really believe in the small percentage of winning? What a strange creature! Metatron watched as the sand hit him once again but his ability, Clear Body, rejected the attack's effects. Even the Tackle attack that hit him right after barley did anything. Alexander was glad he found that Pokémon Egg that Metatron was in; it was incredible that something like that could even come from a Pokémon Eff. Metatron was technically genderless but was treated as a male Pokémon.
<"AUTO-PILOT DISENGAGED,"> said the Iron Ball Pokémon. That was sudden but Alexander immediately caught on; Metatron was fighting without his Pokémon Trainer to command him which he must have realized. Metatron seemed perfectly capable and he only had one attack anyway.
"Why not just keep using Take Down until the Poochyena goes down, Metatron?" asked Alexander. Metatron then fired himself at the Poochyena again.
- Metatron is hit with recoil!
- Metatron was hit by Sand-Attack! Clear Body activates!
- Metatron was hit by Tackle! It wasn't very effective...
- Metatron used Take Down!
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Post by DR-@@GON on Jan 23, 2011 18:19:45 GMT -5
Pokemon battle ! The Poochyena gave a yowl of pain as once again, the Take Down scored a blow on his side. This time, he knew that there wasn't much left to go on, and he had only barely pulled through despite the hard attack. He turned after coughing out some air that the Take Down had expelled from him, then aimed at the Beldum and launched his frail, starving body at him in a last attempt at a Tackle. ::poochyena:: Hit by Take Down! Used Tackle on Beldum! Extremely Weak.
TUNES|| Justin Timberlake - Sexy Back TAGS|| Modded ! TALK|| ;3 [/size]
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Post by shirochigo on Jan 23, 2011 20:01:52 GMT -5
A L E X A N D E R B A L F O U R The Poochyena was a great fighter but was definitely no match for Metatron. Even though this was his first battle, he was doing marvelously. He was barely even scratched by the Bite Pokemon's attacks. However, he was hurting himself with his Take Down attacks. Alexander was quite proud of him.
"You're doing a great job, Metatron. Finish it off with one more Take Down!" said Alexander. Metatron flew at the Poochyena again with full force.
- Metatron is hit with recoil!
- Metatron was hit by Tackle! It's not very effective...
- Metatron used Take Down!
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Post by simon on Jan 23, 2011 22:34:14 GMT -5
There was a final howl of pain, as the Poochyena twisted and fell over to the side of the road after being hit one last time. It was a cruel world, and as its eyes began to slowly flutter; his attention turned to his smashed up side and mangled body. Abusive trainers... all of them, abusive... the Pooch gave a whimper, tongue hanging out dryly as he laid there, before its head slumped to the ground and his small, innocent puppy eyes stared soullessly up towards Alex and his metal Pokémon.
o) You killed a Poochyena. Way to go, jerk. - +levels and awesome stuff! -- 1 Level for winning, +2 due to Lucky Egg.
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Post by shirochigo on Jan 24, 2011 0:03:21 GMT -5
A L E X A N D E R B A L F O U R Alexander didn't expect too much from the Bite Pokemon but he kind of felt bad for it; it was just trying to survive in the city. If it was anyone who could attest to that, it was him. Metatron returned to his Pokemon Trainer without much more analysis on the Poochyena; he had collected enough data just by observing the Poochyena while fighting. ::beldum:: <"SPECIMEN HAS FAINTED,"> reported the Iron Ball Pokemon. Alexander reached out and gently petted Metatron on his head. He seemed to be confused as to what his Trainer was doing. He didn't ask anything though as it seemed like...a nice gesture. Alraune jumped up and down in delight for Metatron's success. ::oddish:: <"Good job! Completely focused and perfect accuracy. I couldn't have done better myself!"> said the Weed Pokemon. Alexander reached into his bag and threw a Poké Ball at the Poochyena; he'd rather be able to give it to someone rather than let it rot here on the sidewalk.
- Alexander used a Poké Ball!
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Post by Black Ranger Talis on Jan 24, 2011 19:32:37 GMT -5
The Poochyena gave a whimper as the ball hit him on his mangled left side, which was pretty badly mangled from the onslaught of Take Downs from the robotic Beldum looming above. For a moment there was a flash of red, followed by darkness. Poochyena's ears flattened back onto his head as his lip quivered, tail swishing from side to side in his fear, his enervated little body too weak to resist. Perhaps some sleep would gratify his tiny, malnourished body, which had never truly been properly fed. Then again, perhaps not. The Pokeball had sensed the touch of Pokemon DNA, and even had he not just been beaten to a bloody pulp, one or two of those Pokeballs would have been enough to bring him down. Alas. It was the end of Poochyena's freedom. He could only hope it was the end of his starvation as well. ::poochyena:: Level: 10 Gender: Male Abilities: Run Away and Quick Feet. Attacks: Tackle. Howl. Sand Attack. Personality: Wild. Untrusting. Nervous. Extremely Skittish.
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Post by shirochigo on Jan 24, 2011 20:20:29 GMT -5
A L E X A N D E R B A L F O U R The Poké Ball had successfully captured the Poochyena and it flew back towards Alexander. He opened his messenger bag and it flew right into it as if beckoned... Not really. It just flew in cause he put the bag in its way. Metatron's single eye watched the Poké Ball fly back but he didn't try to stop it. He took out Alraune's Poké Ball.
"Hey, Alraune. Why don't you take a break from walking for now? I still don't know what kind of Pokémon appear here in Île Électrique. Alraune nodded before returning to his Poké Ball. Alexander than pulled out a Potion and sprayed it on Metatron. The Iron Ball Pokémon was a bit confused as to what was going on. ::beldum:: <"YOUR ACTION IS UNRECOGNIZABLE,"> said Metatron. Alexander went from his dreamy expression to a simple smile.
"I'm healing you with this Potion. It may not be as effective as natural healing but it helps," he explained. Metatron seemed satisfied with that answer and the both of them kept walking down the sidewalk.
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Post by (a♥‿♥a) podz on Jan 25, 2011 17:14:07 GMT -5
::murkrow:: drunk male~ Where is my food, the Murkrow said as he flew is an odd line. He moved from left to right, thinking he was moving straight. He had just been out drinking with his fellow Murkrow. They had flown into an off license and robbed a few cans of cider each, leaving as quickly as possible. They gulped all the apple alchahol down and soon each and every one of them was as drunk as the local homeless person who always had a can of something in his hand. He was wondering where he had kept his food when he bumped into a trainer. He flapped his wings and hiccuped as he flew backwards, plumeting to the ground and falling flat on his bum. "Oi," the black bird shouted. "Who do you think you are walking into me like that." The birds words were stuttered and broken slightly. He wanted to get him and gratify himself with treats and foods and stuff himself until he could be stuffed no more. This thing though, this human being, was in his way and decided to walk into him. "Are you trying to enervate me?" He asked, trying to sound 'smarticle' with his long word, enervate. It was a word that he enjoyed using. It was much like his word of the day. The meaning behind it basically meant 'to weaken.' "Are you trying to attack me?" He was raged, moodswingy and he didn't know what was going to happen next.
Interact with the drunken Murkrow?
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Post by shirochigo on Jan 26, 2011 17:02:38 GMT -5
A L E X A N D E R B A L F O U R As he was walking, something strange came out of nowhere and bumped into his leg. Metatron noticed this anomaly as well and immediately began recording data; it was a Murkrow. From the way it was moving and talking, it looked like it was drunk. A Pokemon drinking alcohol? What? It also seemed a bit belligerent. Alexander had to be a bit careful with this one.
"I'm not trying to do anything. You bumped into me but if it's a fight you're looking for then I'll be happy to give you one," he replied. He looked at Metatron and nodded. "Metatron, use Take Down." The Iron Ball Pokemon suddenly fired itself at the Darkness Pokemon with a Take Down attack!
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Post by Dracken on Jan 26, 2011 17:15:31 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][cs=2] Wild Murkrow | [atrb=width,300]
<Hehehehe...> The Murkrow chuckled as he was thrown back by the Take Down. He tumbled backwards and landed flat on his stomach. His wings out by his side, he had a dreamy look on his face. He burped and chuckled again. <Oh? Wanna play with mwa?> he said with a smile. He got up slowly and twirled around. He coughed, except something was different about this cough. A think Haze went through the area. He then walked, or zig zagged, to get to his oppent and looked around. He then jabbed his head down and used Peck on whatever he hit.
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::murkrow::
used haze & peck
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ooc// lol
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Post by shirochigo on Jan 27, 2011 1:11:00 GMT -5
A L E X A N D E R B A L F O U R Alexander put his right hand to his chin and stared at the Murkrow with an intense gaze; how on earth did a Pokémon get drunk? It was outrageous! Did Pokémon drink alcohol just like humans or something? That would be quite strange since alcohol was a human invention. Then again, Pokémon live quite closely with humans and they probably got into a couple kegs. He just had to catch this Darkness Pokémon to study it; it might be the only Pokémon capable of doing this!
"Metatron, you know it can't really hurt you that much so give it everything you've got," said the Pokémon Trainer. Metatron blinked at the Murkrow as a strange Haze covered the area for a few moments. It then used Peck on him and it didn't even scratch him; his Steel-typing was wonderful on the defensive spectrum. Alexander was still impressed with the Iron Ball Pokémon's usefulness. ::beldum:: <"TARGET'S BEHAVIOR IS IDENTIFIED AS HOSTILE. CAUTION IS RECOMMENDED,"> said Metatron. He then fired himself at the Murkrow again with another Take Down; it would be his only move for a long time.
- Metatron is hit with recoil!
- Metatron was hit by Peck! It's not very effective...
- Metatron used Take Down!
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Post by Digizel on Jan 27, 2011 12:20:41 GMT -5
After his beak collided with Metatron, he himself stumbled backward in the air slightly, as though he had been the one to get hurt through recoil. But due to his drunken status, he wound up circling a few times before winding up flat on his back, a blurred, unfocused look in his eye. He gave a slight hiccup before climbing back to his feet, stumbling around slightly, mumbling something inaudible about pretty birds. Suddenly, the word "hostile" met his senses. <Hostile...? Who's hostile...? He better stay away from my drinks....> he muttered to himself. The Murkrow saw the Beldum coming right in his direction. Or, rather, he saw a large something coming his way. He still wasn't quite sure what it was that was going on. All he knew was that a large blue blur was coming his way, it made him hurt a bit, and that human drinks were quite tasty. He dodged the incoming 'bullet' to the side. Or, rather, the world just suddenly seemed to tilt to his right, and he stumbled in surprise as a result, right out of the incoming Steel-type's way. He saw the blur rush right past him with a rather lazy look and muttered, <Where do...d'ya think YOU'RE goin' ya pretty little birdie?> he gave a slight hiccup in the middle and took off after the Beldum. He flew in an indistinct pattern as he rushed as quickly as his drunken wings would carry him, trying to ram that...thing from behind with Pursuit. Stumbled away from Take Down Used Pursuit
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