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Post by JUNK on Oct 1, 2011 3:28:47 GMT -5
Devin's eyes widened in shock as the Pidgey let go of the Ralts. A fall from that high would surely kill the psychic! The Trubbish was about to let go of the Murkrow to try and catch the falling pokémon when something fast jumped over him, started to run towards the emotion pokémon and caught it before it crashed into the ground.
"Don't let go of the Murkrow Devin no matter what happens." Noah gave the Pidgey speeding towards the poison type the finger before placing the Ralts on the ground. He slapped it on the cheek with great force, leaving a red palm mark on the pokémon's face, waking up the psychic in the process.
The bird's tackle attack connected with Devin, but he didn't let go of the Murkrow. Instead he slammed his arm on the crow's head as hardly as he could to knock out the dark type. After he's done with the hostage, he'll be sure to show the Pidgey hell.
Name: Gordon Level: 8 Gender: Male Abilities: Trace & Synchronize Attacks: Growl, Confusion Woke up[-2 accuracy] Name: Devin Level: 12 Gender: Male Abilities: Stench & Sticky hold Attacks: Pound, Poison Gas, Recycle, Toxic Spikes, Acid Spray Hit with TackleUsed Pound on Murkrow
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Post by Rekari on Oct 1, 2011 4:42:22 GMT -5
(Attack -1) // Poisoned Level 7 | Female Insomnia || Super Luck Peck | Astonish | Pursuit Confident - Determined - Pretty (for a Murkrow) Hit by pound; cant move+ poison damage fainted + dropped Trubbish ::pidgeyl:: (Attack -1) // Poisoned Level 7|Male Keen Eye|Tangled Feet Tackle|Sand Attack Domineering - Cocky - Insecure Hit with Confusion + poison damage Super Weak Too weak to fly, on the ground The beautiful Murkrow couldn't take much more! The effort of keeping flight while holding up the Trubbish and taking attacks all at once while poisoned was just too much for her delicate body. The poison overtook her and she spiraled towards the ground, dropping the Trubbish as well. He plummeted towards the ground at a rather alarming speed oh my! The Pidgey coughed for a moment, the poison getting the better of him as well though not quite as much. He too plummeted towards the ground in a sick spiraled motion, much like a bird landing to die or something. He coughed all the way down, his body shuddering and quaking from the pain as he hit the ground. He couldn't get up, he couldn't move, he was done for.
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Post by JUNK on Oct 1, 2011 4:57:01 GMT -5
Devin started to panci as he and the Murkrow started to plummet towards the ground. He quickly grabbed the Murkrow to protect it when they land. He saw the Pidgey fall too so he tried to grab him, but the bird was too far and it crashed into the ground. The Trubbish braced himself for the impact of the landing, but before he could slam into the ground, his trainer caught him, saving him and the Murkrow.
<What the heck is wrong with you guys? You keep falling from the sky.> Noah put Devin down and let him rest a little while he took a look at the Pidgey to check if it was injured or not. The bird wasn't in a very good shape. His body was covered in bruises and it looked like he couldn't move. Surprisingly, he was still conscious even after the fall. What a tough fellow.
ooc: I guess I don't need to attack the Pidgey since the poison will finish it off, right?
::ralts:: Name: Gordon Level: 9 Gender: Male Abilities: Trace & Synchronize Attacks: Growl, Confusion Recalled
::trubbish:: [-2 accuracy] Name: Devin Level: 12 Gender: Male Abilities: Stench & Sticky hold Attacks: Pound, Poison Gas, Recycle, Toxic Spikes, Acid Spray Caught
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Post by Kathryn on Oct 1, 2011 7:52:27 GMT -5
(Attack -1) // Poisoned Level 7 | Female Insomnia || Super Luck Peck | Astonish | Pursuit Confident - Determined - Pretty (for a Murkrow) FAINTED (Attack -1) // Poisoned Level 7|Male Keen Eye|Tangled Feet Tackle|Sand Attack Domineering - Cocky - Insecure FAINTED The Pidgey’s health sipped down each second and he wriggled his way so that he lay beside the Murkrow – his love, though they barely knew each other. With one last defiant glare at the Ralts and Trubbish, he followed his beloved into unconsciousness, willing that they don’t try to capture one of them. Whatever would happen to the duo now was up to Noah - the Trainer. But would he even go so far as to kill them, I wonder? Capture or leave them?
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Post by JUNK on Oct 1, 2011 8:35:19 GMT -5
Noah walked closer to the defeated birds with clear malice in his eyes. Devin watched in horror as he reached out for them. He thought his trainer was going to kill the pokémons, but instead of harming them, the trainer picked up the flying type's and hid them in a nearby, empty dumpster. He closed it and wiped his hands in his trousers. He etached a pokéball from his belt and pointed it towards his Trubbish. "Have some rest." A bright beam erupted from the ball and started heading towards the poison type. It enveloped the pokémon and before it could say anything, the capturing device sucked it inside. Noah put the ball in his pocket and started to walk down the streets. "I hope I'll run into the pokémon I'm after soon. I need it against the gym leader."
Name: Gordon Level: 9 Gender: Male Abilities: Trace & Synchronize Attacks: Growl, Confusion Recalled[-2 accuracy] Name: Devin Level: 12 Gender: Male Abilities: Stench & Sticky hold Attacks: Pound, Poison Gas, Recycle, Toxic Spikes, Acid Spray Recalled
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Post by Kathryn on Oct 1, 2011 8:38:38 GMT -5
Across the road, blocking the traffic staggered an Electrike, his eyes glowing with static electricity. After a few more steps, he staggered and collapsed, breathing heavily. Sometimes this would happen to Electric types; a build up of power, causing fever and sometimes explosions. If the Electrike wasn’t taken to a Pokémon center soon, the chances were that he might not make it through the night.
The electric type twisted on the ground, clawing at the stone underpaw and flattening his ears in pain. He howled out for someone to help him, and rolled onto his side, curling into a sparking ball. A few Pokémon eyed him, and a Joltik even went as far as to reach out and try to absorb some of the excess energy, but the Electrike shooed him away without a second thought.
“Don’t let me burden you,” he smiled weakly, “I will be fine.”
::Electrike:: Level: 12 Gender: Male Personality: Brave, confident and smooth-talker. Well known in Electric City as a Pokemon that helps all and doesn't like being helped himself. Doesn't like being a burden. Abilities: Lightningrod & Static Attacks: Tackle & Thunder Wave & Leer & Howl Status: Feverish, weak, ill. Electric fever.
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Post by JUNK on Oct 1, 2011 9:16:56 GMT -5
Noah saw the suffering electric type wriggling on the ground and he took pity on him. He crouched down next to the Electrike and patted its head. He was shocked immediately by the pokémon. The trainer hissed in pain and quickly jerked his hand back, "I guess this either means you don't want me to touch you or you can't control your electricity." The blond boy stood up and looked around the small crowd of pokémons. He hoped there was a pokémon that could help him take this Electrike to a pokémon center. "Is there a ground or electric type pokémon among you? You could absorb some of his electricity so i can take him to a poké center."
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Post by Sheepy on Oct 1, 2011 10:10:25 GMT -5
::electrike:: Level: 12 Gender: Male Personality: Brave, confident and smooth-talker. Well known in Electric City as a Pokémon that helps all and doesn't like being helped himself. Doesn't like being a burden. Abilities: Lightningrod & Static Attacks: Tackle & Thunder Wave & Leer & Howl Status: Feverish, weak, ill. Electric fever.
::diglett:: Level: 5 Gender: Male Personality: Shy, doesn't want to be the centre of attention, so he prefers to be last at doing anything. Attacks: Scratch, Sand attack The crowd of pokemon just looked at the trainer when he stood up and addressed them all; they all understood the seriousness of the situation that they were witnessing, whilst the Electrike gave a small chuckle. "Please Sir, leave me alone. I don't wish to burden you on your journey at all." he said, before coughing which gave off a few sparks. However, the sparks never made it that far to the crowd as they suddenly died away. In the middle of the group, there was a small pokemon that was trying to duck his head amongst everyone else; the diglett didn't want anyone knowing that he had edged a bit closer to the pokemon, allowing the sparks to be absorbed. He didn't want any attention being drawn to himself, so he began to edge away from the crowd. However, some of the pokemon behind him noticed, so they pushed him out to the front of the crowd, with random pokemon saying "It was him!" or "He's a ground type, use him!"
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Post by JUNK on Oct 1, 2011 11:59:34 GMT -5
Noah noticed the small Diglett and gave it a smile. "Could you help me out a little? Please absorb some of the Electrike's electricity so I can carry it." The boy sat down on the ground, waiting for the ground type to overcome his shyness and help him out. If it declines he'll have to find another pokémon which would take too much time, the electric type needs to be taken to a pokémon center. Now. "So? Are you ready?"
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Post by DR-@@GON on Oct 1, 2011 18:19:19 GMT -5
Pokemon encounter ! The Diglett let out a breath of fear as he was shoved back towards the Electrike. If he was in any other situation, he would've just burrowed down into the ground and gotten the heck out of there. But the Electrike was in distress, and it seemed like his abilities were needed. The Diglett looked up at the human, scrutinized him, and then nodded slowly.
Burrowing under, the mole popped up beneath the Electrike and held him over his head like a pot. <Lead me,> The Diglett uttered, feeling especially embarrassed from the stares he knew he was receiving. How he hated crowds.
Level 12 | Male Lightning Rod || Static Tackle | Thunderwave | Leer | Howl Personality: Brave, confident and smooth-talker. Well known in Electric City as a Pokémon that helps all and doesn't like being helped himself. Doesn't like being a burden. Status: Feverish, weak, ill. Electric fever.
Level 5 | Male Sand Viel || Arena Trap Scratch | Sand Attack Personality: Shy, doesn't want to be the centre of attention, so he prefers to be last at doing anything.
TUNES|| FFX - Mount Gagazet TAGS|| Modded ! TALK|| <3 [/size]
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Post by JUNK on Oct 3, 2011 7:59:24 GMT -5
Noah stood up and dusted his trousers off. He was grateful the Diglett finally decided to help him, now he can help the sick and electric type and his ass won't freeze to the ground. Damn, the ground was sp frickin cold. <Allright, let's go. It's this way.>
It didn't take long and the boy arrived at the poké center. He stopped in front of the door which opened on its own. <I need some help! There's a pokémon with electric fever here!> The blond trainer turned around and crouched down to get closer to the small ground type and the Electrike. <I think the nurses will handle it from here. Do you want to wait here with me while they treat the Electrike?>
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Post by Kathryn on Oct 3, 2011 8:13:28 GMT -5
Pokemon encounter ! But wait! Down the road from the Pokémon Center, the Diglett faltered, panting heavily as he carried the feverish Electrike. The dog-like creature rolled from atop the Diglett's head and hit the ground with a light thump. There was a huge level difference between the two. The Diglett wasn't used to battling, whereas the brave Electrike was.
Beneath the electric type's fur rippled powerful muscles covering thick bones and an intelligent mind. The Diglett, having carried the Electrike thus far, took a few paces - if Diglett have legs, obviously - back to catch his breath. In the meanwhile, as Noah rounded up some nurses, a particularly large burst of electricity spiked from the feverish Pokémon and caused it to explode.
Unfortunately, while the explosion didn't kill the Electrike, it left the Diglett unconscious and dazed. The Nurses gathered a safe distance away, but they couldn't get close to the feverish pup, even if they wanted to, or tried. "You have to find another way," they urged Noah. "The Electrike will grow confused and it'll attack anything that comes near it, but if you hurt it any further, I don't know if it'll survive the strain. Please, you must do something!"
Level 12 | Male Lightning Rod || Static Tackle | Thunderwave | Leer | Howl Personality: Brave, confident and smooth-talker. Well known in Electric City as a Pokémon that helps all and doesn't like being helped himself. Doesn't like being a burden. Status: Feverish, weak, ill. Electric fever.
Level 5 | Male Sand Viel || Arena Trap Scratch | Sand Attack Personality: Shy, doesn't want to be the centre of attention, so he prefers to be last at doing anything. Hit by explosion. OOPS. Fainted. Better find another way bro.
TUNES|| FFX - Mount Gagazet TAGS|| Modded ! TALK|| <3 [/size]
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Post by JUNK on Oct 3, 2011 11:07:53 GMT -5
The blond boy was gripping his head in frustration as he walked through empty streets, searching for a pokémon that could help him. "Why do I have to do something? Can't they just put on a pair of rubber gloves and carry that Electrike inside? Goddamn it!" Noah vent out his frustration on a wall by punching it as hard he could. He kept punching and punching until his knuckles were red and swollen and bleeding badly. He delivered one last, hard blow to the wall with his left, but he regretted it as soon as he heard a loud and sickening crack. He broke most of his left hand's fingers, but luckily he couldn't feel any pain since he stopped feeling them a few minutes ago after the 32th punch.
The raging trainer wrapped some bandage around his fists muttering to himself about how he'll get scolded by the doctor for injuring himself again. When he was finished he continued his search. He kept walking and walking until he reached a small fountain. He sat down on a nearby bench and took out a bottle of mineral water, but instead of drinking it, he poured it on his hands. He didn't realize he could easily use the water in the fountain, he was too busy swearing and growling.
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Post by Sheepy on Oct 3, 2011 12:57:18 GMT -5
::shinx:: Gender: Male Level: 10 Ability: Rivalry + Intimidate Moves: Tackle, Leer, Charge Personality: Brave, No regard to danger at all, doesn't feel much pain
::electrike:: Level: 12 Gender: Male Personality: Brave, confident and smooth-talker. Well known in Electric City as a Pokémon that helps all and doesn't like being helped himself. Doesn't like being a burden. Abilities: Lightningrod & Static Attacks: Tackle & Thunder Wave & Leer & Howl Status: Feverish, weak, ill. Electric fever. Unconscious From inside the crowd, a pokemon was looking at the scene which was happening in front of him, deciding when it would be safe to come out and actually reveal him self to the human. He watched with an amused expression of his face as the trainer went over to a nearby wall and started punching it for some random reason intl he went over to the fountain to nurse his hand after the sickening crunch. Walking up the to trainer, he cocked his head slightly before he sat down by the legs of the trainer. "Excuse me sir." the shinx started, raising a paw slightly. "I'd like to help you get the electrike to safety. I would be able to absorb his electricity so it stopped any harm happening. Does that sound like a good idea to you?"
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Post by JUNK on Oct 4, 2011 9:00:39 GMT -5
Noah's face brightened when he saw the Shinx in front of himself. If he could get the small lion cub to help him, the nurses could treat the electrike and he will be able to continue his journey. "Do you want to help me? Then come after me."
The boy drank the remaining water from the plastic bottle before standing up from the bench. On his way toards the poké center, he found a trash bin so he threw the bottle in it. Looks like Warren's enviromentalism got him too. Noah shuddered.
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Post by Kathryn on Oct 4, 2011 9:48:30 GMT -5
Pokemon encounter ! “NO!” A voice shrieked. Suddenly the Shinx was dragged into a side alley where a furious looking Luxio started scolding the little Shinx. Oh dear, the Pokémon must be getting bitched at by his mother or something. After a few quiet but firm words, the Shinx was led away with his tail low. “You will not do such a thing, Shinx!” The Luxio continued as they left the scene, “You know that exposing another Electric Type to one with Electric Fever will cause that Pokémon to catch it! On top of that, you don’t have Lightningrod or Volt Absorb, so you can’t absorb it anyway!”
Was that true? Who knows. But it seemed as though the Shinx wouldn’t be able to help after all. The crowd had disbanded with anxious mutterings, though a few Pokémon still lingered. Perhaps you need to find another Ground type. Another explosion sounded from nearby and a few of the nurses screeched. Oops. You’d better go find something else to help. Failing that, don't you have any Ground Types? A Cubone with Lightningrod, perhaps...?
Level 12 | Male Lightning Rod || Static Tackle | Thunderwave | Leer | Howl Personality: Brave, confident and smooth-talker. Well known in Electric City as a Pokémon that helps all and doesn't like being helped himself. Doesn't like being a burden. Status: Feverish, weak, ill. Electric fever. Gender: Male Level: 10 Ability: Rivalry + Intimidate Moves: Tackle, Leer, Charge Personality: Brave, No regard to danger at all, doesn't feel much pain LOLNOPE.
TUNES|| FFX - Mount Gagazet TAGS|| Modded ! TALK|| <3 [/size]
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Post by JUNK on Oct 6, 2011 9:53:37 GMT -5
Noah was about to have another seizure when the Shinx was taken away, but he remembered something. He had a ground-type too! It even had the ability Lightningrod! The boy facepalmed himself as hard as he could and grunted. How could he possibly forget Bone?! "I'm so frickin stupid! I have been searching for a ground type for at least 20 minutes while I had one here, laying in my pocket!" The blond idiot quickly took out his Cubone's ball and released the short, brown creature.
"Okay, Bone. I don't have time to explain anything to you. Just follow me.> The lonely pokémon nodded and started to run after his human companion. When they arrived at the pokémon center, Noah quickly told his pokémon to grab the Electrike and take it inside so the nurses can help the electric type. Bone grabbed the green canine and carried him inside while absorbing the strong electric blasts he let out.
Name: Bone Level: 11.5 Gender: Male Type: Ground you idiot! Abilities: Rock Head & Lightningrod for god's sake! Attacks: Growl, Tail Whip, Bone Club, Perish Song, Headbutt Junk's an idiot
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Post by Kathryn on Oct 6, 2011 12:45:16 GMT -5
Pokemon encounter ! People often said that Cubone were lonely. It seemed as though the same must be true for Noah’s Cubone if Noah had forgotten about him! Poor Cubone... The Ground type dragged the Electrike into the Pokémon Center where the nurses swiftly hooked it up to some electricity draining machines. Despite the pain that the Electrike was put in, when this happened, it wasn’t all bad. The electricity output was used to help power the hospital’s emergency systems and life support should the power generator fail.
When that was done, the Trainer was ushered out of the ER and escorted into the Waiting room. The nurses seemed to be walking about randomly doing their duties, and in Noah should stay about and wait for news of the Electrike’s health, he’d be in for a report. A nurse exited the room, flicking off a pair of gloves and removing a mask from her face before looking around for the trainer. Was he still there...?
Level 12 | Male Lightning Rod || Static Tackle | Thunderwave | Leer | Howl Personality: Brave, confident and smooth-talker. Well known in Electric City as a Pokémon that helps all and doesn't like being helped himself. Doesn't like being a burden. Status: Feverish, weak, ill. Electric fever. Taken to the Emergency Room.
TUNES|| FFX - Mount Gagazet TAGS|| Modded ! TALK|| <3 [/size]
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Post by JUNK on Oct 7, 2011 10:03:14 GMT -5
Noah sat down on a couch while he waited for the news about the Electrike. He still wasn't sure why he saved the electric type and why he was here, waiting and hoping it was all right. There must be something wrong with him. Maybe he's sick? Well, he just hoped the canine was fine so he can leave the hospital before a doctor or a nurse sees his broken hand.
When he saw someone exit the ER he stood up. He was anxious. Did the Electrike survive? Maybe he was too late. Damn! If he wouldn't have forgotten about his poor Cubone, he could've saved the electric type! He was snapped out of his self thoughts by his ground type. Bone put his hand on the boy's shoulder, trying to calm down his trainer. Noah smiled. "You must be trying to tell me everything's fine, right? Heh. Thanks, Bone."
::cubone:: Name: Bone Level: 11.5 Gender: Male Type: Ground Abilities: Rock Head & Lightningrod Attacks: Growl, Tail Whip, Bone Club, Perish Song, Headbutt Calmed down Noah
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Post by Sheepy on Oct 7, 2011 10:53:13 GMT -5
The nurse looked around the room before she spotted the trainer from earlier on stand up; giving a nod of the head, she disappeared back into the room briefly, before returning back with an important looking doctor.
"Ah young sir." he said whilst walking in the direction the nurse pointed him to go to. "Thank you so much for bringing the electrike to us in time. If you hadn't been there in time, the electrike would of surely died.." he said giving a small smile.
In the truth, he was exaggerating a slight bit; the electrike would of just been injured quite badly, but they had given him some antibiotics, which in no time at all began to make him better. He just loved to make the stories much more interesting.
"Anyway, would you like to come in and see him? Or do you have to be somewhere else?" the doctor asked, ready to start walking if the trainer said he could go see the electric type.
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