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Post by airceltrai on Jul 16, 2011 0:23:00 GMT -5
Aizhan walked down the streets angrily. After he turned a corner slightly away from the crowds, he punched the side of a building, frustrated. "Dammit. I should've been less careless." he said, remembering how he randomly ran out of the gym battle. He probably made a fool of himself in front of the gym leader, and felt embarrassed by it. "She probably thinks I'm a tool now for ditching like that....I guess I'll train a bit more so that I can give her a battle worth a second chance!" he said, psyching himself up a bit. He took out four pokeballs and stared at them carefully before tossing them, releasing Ashoka and Xochitl from their pokeballs.
Ashoka hopped around, stretching his legs before hopping onto his trainer's shoulder while Xochitl just hovered above. Aizhan bowed lightly to them. "Sorry about what happened. Let's go train more." he said, starting to wander around with his Pokémon out, looking for anything he could use to train with.
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Post by Rekari on Jul 16, 2011 0:34:33 GMT -5
::trubbish:: Level: 15 Gender: Male Ability: Stench+Sticky Hold Moveset: Pound - Poison Gas - Recycle - Toxic Spikes - Acid Spray - DoubleSlap Personality: Thinks he's a heavyweight wrestling Champion and dares anyone to say any different. Trubbish was flexing... The best a Trubbish really could. He just couldn't wait for his next wrestling match, he was going to show all those losers just what was what. He was the world champ to hell with what those losers down at the water hole said. He'd show them all just how amazing he was! The next guy that walked down that road was going down. Hell yeah. Oh what was this? A challenger to his awesome? He puffed out his chest and walked over to the man all tough like. He was boss for sure! <Come on, you and me, right now!>
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Post by airceltrai on Jul 16, 2011 10:33:25 GMT -5
Aizhan saw the Trubbish walk over and gave it a look of disbelief. It just walked up and asked for a battle, and made itself seem dangerous. "Sorry, but I'm not one for fighting against pokemon myself. I'll let you go against one of my friends here, like Xochitl." he said, looking at his Sigilyph and nodded, telling her to move into place for a battle. All he could do was give a slight smirk before pointing at the poison pokemon right in front of him. "Give him a little gust and see if he'll leave or get out of the way. Follow it up with Hypnosis as well" he added indifferently. Xochitl just floated there quietly, listening to her trainer. <Fine...> she whined lightly as she started flapping her wings faster, sending a blast of wind at the Trubbish before sending psychic waves towards the pokemon to make it sleepy. She was amused by its actions, but knew what had to be done. <Why don't you just please move and let us get on with our path.> she stated calmly, trying to avoid further fighting. ::Sigilyph::
Used Gust and Hypnosis. Trying to avoid further fighting.
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Post by tomackze on Jul 16, 2011 18:49:56 GMT -5
The Trubbish was definitely a fan of people backing down, but when the pokemon took actions to it's own hands and attacked him, he definitely did not take a liking in that. The gust sent at him pushed him to the side, but also propelled him to avoid the hypnosis attack that came after. >You say one thing but you do something else! Let me show you what a champion is all about!< He said, giggling as that sort of rhymed. And instantly he jumped up at the Sigilyph and tried to do an air fart at the pokemon. It was the perfect attack for the heavyweight Trubbish and it had helped him successfully win many matches. This one would be no different as he sent the air fart at his opponent. >Let me show you what a champion is and what a champion isn't!< He said as he prepared for another victory in his collection. ::Trubbish:: Level: 15 Gender: Male Ability: Stench+Sticky Hold Moveset: Pound - Poison Gas - Recycle - Toxic Spikes - Acid Spray - DoubleSlap Personality: Thinks he's a heavyweight wrestling Champion and dares anyone to say any different.
Hit by Gust, dodged Hypnosis. Used Poison Gas
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Post by airceltrai on Jul 16, 2011 21:41:32 GMT -5
Aizhan covered his mouth, but gave a big smile. He loved how Sigilyph has an ability which protects it from many status effects. Even then, he has a chance of transferring it back by the move he learned from the tutor at the tournament. "Bad choice. Xochitl, do the same thing once again!" He said, while moving to cover Ashoka's head with his shirt as well. The Trubbish seemed to be very arrogant and believed he could win. "Unfortunately for you, a champion who has won a contest or challenge. As far as I know, until this battle ends, I won't agree that you're the champion." he said, shrugging it off. As the gas spread to cover Xochitl, her skin seemed to glow slightly. She let out a sound that could be taken as a laugh. <Looks like your attack won't do anything to me right now!>She said as she whipped up winds for another gust attack, but this time much stronger. After, she followed with more Hypnosis waves towards the Trubbish. She was going to take it down whether or not Aizhan agreed. < Looks like your 'reign' will end today....if it even exists.> she said, trying to put the poison pokemon in its place. Champion of what, exactly; farting? being made of the most garbage? either way, it didn't mean that it was going to win. ::Sigilyph:: Hit by Poison Gas; Miracle Skin activated: No poisoning. Used Gust and Hypnosis again.
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Jul 17, 2011 17:32:52 GMT -5
::trubbish:: ~asleep Level: 15 Gender: Male Ability: Stench+Sticky Hold Moveset: Pound - Poison Gas - Recycle - Toxic Spikes - Acid Spray - DoubleSlap Personality: Thinks he's a heavyweight wrestling Champion and dares anyone to say any different. hit by hypnosis & gust He slapped his "arms" together and then pounded his round body. It looked vaguely like something a sumo wrestler would do. He also looked like he was ready to turn up the heat and really start attacking this strange creature. The gust whipped him around, knocking pieces of trash from him. But that was not going to hinder him! He was running in for an attack, fists ready, when the hypnosis hit him like a rock. He slid to a stop and suddenly, and violently, fell asleep on the ground.
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Post by airceltrai on Jul 18, 2011 0:10:43 GMT -5
Aizhan smiled as he saw the Trubbish fall asleep. "Come on, Xochitl. Let's continue with the wind strikes. There's nothing more we can do at this point." he said, pointing at the annoying poison pokemon. He wanted to burst out laughing at the sumo moves the pokemon tried to do. It added more stupidity to the situation, while its mouth was running, was pretty high already. "Ugh...I want it to just go away. Soon it'll be your turn to train." He said, patting Ashoka on his shoulder. Both were his weakest pokemon, and felt like they needed training first. Xochitl danced in the air with happiness as the Trubbish fell asleep. <Ahh...no more bumbling.> she said contently before whipping up more wind to shoot at the garbage pokemon. The way it farted at her...as an attack no less, grossed her out. She just wanted it gone so that they could move on without having to be repulsed by an action again. ::Sigilyph:: Used Gust.
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Post by G♌I♏♏ on Jul 18, 2011 16:13:50 GMT -5
~asleep Level: 15 Gender: Male Ability: Stench+Sticky Hold Moveset: Pound - Poison Gas - Recycle - Toxic Spikes - Acid Spray - DoubleSlap Personality: Thinks he's a heavyweight wrestling Champion and dares anyone to say any different. hit by gust The Trubbish curled up onto his side, wrapping his arms up above his head so that he could rest on them like a pillow. He looked comfortable and was not at all disturbed by the gust attack whipping around him and beating him in the side. As he began to snore a little bit a sleep bubble formed at his nose and slowly began to fill and then deflate as he breathed calmly.
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Post by airceltrai on Jul 19, 2011 14:47:49 GMT -5
Aizhan sighed. The Trubbish was STILL sleeping, and it was bothering him slightly. As much as it's personality was obnoxious, he hated the fact the pokemon wasn't making much noise sleeping either. "Just continue using Gust. There really isn't anything else to do at this point." He said, sitting down against the side of a building. The battle was a bit slow, so he put his headphones on and started to listen to music. The only thing he had worries about was how Xochitl seemed to start losing energy with the constant flapping of her wings. He turned to Ashoka and nodded. "If she seems to be too tired to fight, take over." he said, patting his natu on the head. Xochitl heard it and made an angry noise <I am just fine, you know.> she said as she started flapping her wings hard at the sleeping pokemon. The wind created from her wings continued to bombard the Trubbish, but she started to slow down slightly to conserve energy. She knew she was weaker than the garbage pokemon, but wasn't going to let it beat her easily. ::Sigilyph:: Used Gust. Starting to get Tired.
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Post by tomackze on Jul 20, 2011 9:41:55 GMT -5
The big sleep bubble in the Trubbish's air quickly popped when the gust of wind was sent at him and blew him to the left a bit. But unfortunately it did not wake him up as another quickly took it's place and he was still lying there, asleep as before. This time, he created a snot bubble that expanded, then contracted, then expanded, then contracted... It was utterly disgusting actually but at least the garbage pokemon was still asleep and not harming you? That's good right? Regardless, it was such a bad way to be in this fight... Snot bubbles, sleeping, etc. He couldn't even show off his heavy weight championship skills. Instead he just had to suffer from abuse that he couldn't do anything about. ::Trubbish:: ~asleep Level: 15 Gender: Male Ability: Stench+Sticky Hold Moveset: Pound - Poison Gas - Recycle - Toxic Spikes - Acid Spray - DoubleSlap Personality: Thinks he's a heavyweight wrestling Champion and dares anyone to say any different. hit by gust [OOC]: Please post your level
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Post by airceltrai on Jul 20, 2011 13:31:23 GMT -5
Aizhan knew Xochitl was probably reaching her limit on energy. She was releasing gust after gust of attacks, and the Trubbish seemed to be not budging a bit. "Hmm...Okay. Xochitl, come back. Let Ashoka take over for a bit. You need to take a break." he said as Ashoka quickly replaced Xochitl's position, but from the ground. "Okay. Let's take full advantage of while it's asleep. Prepare to attack." he commanded his shiny Natu. The battle wasn't really going anywhere, as his pokemon were easily weaker than the garbage pokemon. All he could do was keep swapping them around until the trubbish fell. Ashoka just tilted his body, staring at the sleeping pokemon. He was trying to figure out the best way to take out the trash bag. Normally, he would've walked over and started poking it with his beak to make sure it was asleep, but due to its personality, Ashoka didn't want to take a chance. He just stood as still as he could, waiting for Aizhan's command. ::Sigilyph:: Level 7 Recalled. Level 7 Called to battle.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jul 20, 2011 17:41:17 GMT -5
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Well lookey here! The Trubbish was awakened by the sounds of Pokemon coming in and out of Pokeballs, and in his drowsy state his eyes peeked open. There it was, the shiny Natu with feathers that nearly blinded him when the sun shined down upon them. What a weird thing to wake up to, but he found the bird oddly pretty. He hid his attraction with a yawn, mock slapping himself in the face to wake himself up.
<So you think you can top me? You don't look like much.> He huffed, pointing out the bird's size. Shame the Natu was also a male, otherwise he'd be kinder to him. Stretching his arms up as if he was about to practice a difficult maneuver, he pointed his rear end at the bird.
Ready! Aim! Fart! The Poison Gas floated out as this stinky aroma that would only poison someone if they happened to be in the most concentrated area. Yes, it had low accuracy, but it still had a good chance of getting something.
::trubbish:: Level 15|Male Ability: Stench+Sticky Hold Moveset: Pound - Poison Gas - Recycle - Toxic Spikes - Acid Spray - DoubleSlap Personality: Thinks he's a heavyweight wrestling Champion and dares anyone to say any different. Poison Gas on Natu
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Post by airceltrai on Jul 22, 2011 10:50:25 GMT -5
Aizhan got a little nervous....and disgusted as the bag of garbage farted out another Poison Gas attack. "Try to dodge it! Use Skill Swap on top of it!" he yelled covering his face once again. This one REALLY smelled bad, a lot worse than the previous one. Although he covered his mouth, Aizhan was still gagging from the smell. Unfortunately, Ashoka couldn't get out of the gas fast enough, and started panting. "Dammit. I don't have any poison healing items..." he said, frustrated from the attack. "Oh well. Do what you can! Follow the Skill Swap with a Night Shade!" he said, feeling as if he was going to have a problem with it finally. Ashoka panted, but his eyes started to glow blue, as a ball of energy appeared from Natu and left him and flew towards the Trubbish as a blast of darkness shot out of the tiny bird pokemon towards his opponent. Just because he was poisoned, didn't mean that he was going to automatically lose. <Looks can be decieving.> he retorted, knowing the Trubbish's personality was cocky. Level 7 Hit by Poison Gas. Poisoned. Used Skill Swap and Night Shade.
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Post by tomackze on Jul 22, 2011 12:28:39 GMT -5
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[/div] The big ball of energy quickly swapped the Trubbish and instantly he began to switch abilities with the Natu. It seemed now the Natu had a strong sticky hold of whatever he owned, and also that he had a natural stench to him, while the Trubbish became an early bird who can also synchronize any problems dealt to him. That was a nice neat trick the Natu did but it wouldn't do much to the poisonous Pokémon who still held a huge advantage in this match. When the Night Shade hit him though, he started to be a bit less confident as it did a lot more damage than what a normal Pokémon of this level difference would do as the Trubbish was in a relatively high level. The attack sent him back and made him stagger a bit before he finally caught himself and relaxed. >Neat trick but how's this?< He said as he ran at the now stinky Natu and tried to slap him up a few times. >Slap Slap Slap! It's like a slap bet!< He laughed. >And woah! You smell TERRIBLE!< He said. He now gets to see how others view him. (Weakening) Level 15|Male Ability: Stench+Sticky Hold Moveset: Pound - Poison Gas - Recycle - Toxic Spikes - Acid Spray - DoubleSlap Personality: Thinks he's a heavyweight wrestling Champion and dares anyone to say any different. Hit by Skill Swap and Night Shade. Used Double Slap on Natu[/center][/div][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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Post by airceltrai on Jul 23, 2011 0:28:36 GMT -5
Aizhan saw the Night Shade really hit hard and grinned. "Think we're weak still? Use Night Shade, but only after a Growl!" he said, feeling as if the poison wasn't even affecting his pokemon. This was a much better situation. "Let's show him how the underdogs take the crown!" he added happily as his music player went back on to a song with a quicker tempo, forcing Aizhan to feel much more at ease with the interesting battle. Ashoka quickly let out a growl at the opposing poison type. <Nice Trick? I wonder how it'll feel if you once you get your own skills used against you. After all, I don't have anything to be reversed back to me.> he said in between each slap he got from the the Trubbish. As soon as the slappings stopped, he send another wave of darkness out at the Trubbish, to steal more health from it. He started to feel the burning from the poison, but intended to fight through it to beat this Trubbish. Poisoned. Hit by DoubleSlap (3 times) Used Growl and Night Shade.
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Post by tomackze on Jul 23, 2011 16:29:22 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 500px; background: url(http://i130.photobucket.com/albums/p248/Tomackze/22yzps.jpg); border: 3px double #ff922c, bTable]Wild Pokémon Encounter! | [atrb=style, font-family: Georgia; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: #000000; border: 3px double #ff922c; color: #990066]With each slap came a stench that joined along with it, and after the third had finally capitalized, the Trubbish smelt too much to be able to do anything at all. >Oh man! You need a shower!< He said before thinking about it again and confusing himself. >Or err... I need a shower, seeing how we switched abilities. Oh man, I guess being a heavy weight champion has really taken a toll on my BO.< He laughed before he was struck by the growl and the Night Shade. The mirage was frightening, especially now that he feared his own stank. The mirage just became that much worst as he started to shiver and go for covers. >No! I don't want to smell! I don't want to smell! I don't want to smell!< He said, freaking out as he saw the mirage created by the Night Shade. So much for a heavy weight champion... He was acting like a pansy right now. ::Trubbish:: (Almost Weak) (-1 attack) Level 15|Male Ability: Stench+Sticky Hold Moveset: Pound - Poison Gas - Recycle - Toxic Spikes - Acid Spray - DoubleSlap Personality: Thinks he's a heavyweight wrestling Champion and dares anyone to say any different. Hit by Growl and Night Shade. Flinched from Stench ability of Natu | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: #000000; border: 3px double #ff922c; color: 990000]TAGGED: ... WORDS: ... NOTES: ... CREDIT: Tomackze |
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Post by airceltrai on Jul 24, 2011 5:38:41 GMT -5
(OOC: Stench only works during a physical attack. Night Shade is not a physical.) Aizhan let out a large sigh. The Trubbish was still standing, and annoying as ever. "Come on. Skill Swap and Night Shade. We can still show him he's not as great as he thinks." he said, pointing towards the garbage Pokémon. While the poison-type was still standing, as was his stubbornness to win. Aizhan decided to just give it right back to him, until it fainted. "Go." he said to Ashoka, who was slightly panting from its poisoned status. Ashoka hopped lightly to notify Aizhan that he understood the commands, and shot out another ball of light towards the Trubbish. The other Pokémon was going to faint, as long as Ashoka felt okay. While the poison did bother him, it wasn't as bad as it might have seemed...for now. He shot another blast of darkness towards the Trubbish, but this time hopped forward. Ashoka gave a glare towards the garbage pokemon, trying to make him want to just leave. <Last chance. Leave and 'keep' your title, or leave.> he said, trying to convince it further. -Poisoned- Level 7 Early Bird/Synchronize Peck, Growl, Night Shade, Skill Swap Used Skill Swap and Night Shade. Trying to make the Trubbish leave.
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Post by Sp❣rit on Jul 24, 2011 12:08:47 GMT -5
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<O-Oh please. I'm never giving that up! You'd have to pay me a million oran berries!> The Trubbish hollared stubbornly as he stomped his feet on the ground. He was getting so frustrated over this, then Natu had to go around and use another Night Shade on him. That silly move kept going around his defenses, and it was leaving him sort of weak and tired.
<Ugh...> No, he did not want to give up! Not now, not ever. He panted heavily as he stared at his poisoned foe, almost looking as if he was going to give up due to laziness, but pride overtook that. He opened his mouth real wide, clearly about to attack the Natu again.
Then the Acid Spray was fired; a deep purple liquid that had a wide range, splattered all over the place. It didn't smell much, but it would give out a burning sensation on contact. Ah, how good it felt to be king!
Level 15|Male Ability: Stench+Sticky Hold Moveset: Pound - Poison Gas - Recycle - Toxic Spikes - Acid Spray - DoubleSlap Personality: Thinks he's a heavyweight wrestling Champion and dares anyone to say any different. Hit by Night Shade, weakAcid Spray on Natu
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Post by airceltrai on Jul 26, 2011 14:53:29 GMT -5
Aizhan finally had enough of the Trubbish. It was stubborn, disgusting and obnoxious. He just wished it would either faint or just go away, and the latter of the two seemed impossible, so it really left him with one option. "Ashoka, dodge the acid. Follow up with Growl and Night Shade again. Keep it up until it faints." he said, as he closed his eyes in frustration. "Why. Why of all people did I have to get this moron..."he said under his breath, praying that it would just take the hint. Ashoka flapped his wings enough to allow him to graze past the acid that was shot at him. The second he hit the ground, he hopped angrily and let out a growl. <I told you. If you like being Champion, you can keep the title. Just LEAVE!> he said, as frustrated as his trainer. The ever-increasing burning sensation from the poison was starting to make him bitter. He shot yet another wave of darkness at the Trubbish, praying it would just faint before he did from the poison. Level 7 -Early Bird/Synchronize- Peck, Growl, Night Shade, Skill Swap. Poisoned. Dodged Acid Spray. Used Growl and Night Shade. Weakening
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Post by PRESTOOOOGE on Jul 26, 2011 21:16:37 GMT -5
a wild pokemon appears! [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][bg=8c8c8c][atrb=height,100px,true][atrb=style,border-radius:50px 0px 0px 0px] | [rs=2][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=width,350px,true][atrb=height,500px,true][bg=8c8c8c][atrb=style,border-radius:0px 50px 50px 0px] The Trubbish, well-versed in the ways of hand-to-hand combat, was a stranger to all of these ethereal attacks that the Natu had at his command. It was no surprise that the Nightshade attack caught him off-guard. It hit with such force that it knocked the Trubbish back on his behind.
The wild pokemon gave a wheeze, struggling to stand to his feet. "I-I'll show you who's boss!" He shouted feebly, toddling towards the Natu. The Trubbish used all of his energy reserves to stumble towards the Natu at high speeds, little garbagey arms outstretched.
He'd pound that stupid bird, alright!
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