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Post by Italian Panda on Aug 30, 2012 21:01:45 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-color: #BFE3FE; border: 1px dashed #9abccd, bTable][cs=2]dreams that reach the sky | | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: white; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: 2f405e; padding: 10px]Tristan and Tony continued their journey, with Tristan still annoyed at the tynamo for getting in the way. At this point, he was annoyed enough to leave the electric type alone. May as well let him have his fun. That was the plan at least until he noticed that the tynamo wandered off in some sort of fear. Tristan raised an eyebrow, wondering what that was around until he heard a slither and travel of some sort of slime behind them. Tristan turned around, seeing the swalot from before jumping at him. Stunned, he was unable to dodge, bracing himself for impact. That was when Tony pushed his trainer out of his way, using his No Guard ability to take the hit. Tristan fell over from the shove, but when he came to, he saw that Tony was on the ground with a swalot on him.
"Tony....thanks man." Tristan said, pushing himself off the ground and brushing the grass and stuff off him. Tony took the pain like a champ, lying on the ground and looking at the swalot. <You shouldn't attack my trainer like that, ma'am.> He said, sounding stern. |
::machamp:: took the hit
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Post by tomackze on Sept 1, 2012 2:37:23 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background: url(http://media02.hongkiat.com/black_wallpapers/black-pattern.jpg); border: 3px double black, bTable]STRENGTH IN NUMBERS | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: url(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs26/f/2008/178/1/9/Black_and_Grey_Pattern_by_kkll70.png); border: 3px dpuble black; color: white]OH NO! She had a brilliant plan all along to look cool. It was simple and very easy to follow, she would show the Machamp she cared by attacking his trainer and freeing him. Once he was freed, he would be indebted to her and she could finally win his love eventually. She had every sequence planned out, every obstacle. It would have been perfect! Except one tiny problem. The Machamp took the attack and this immediately scared the Swalot away. Not because she feared the retaliation but she was embarrassed that she caused harm to her love. Oh! She couldn't have someone who she harmed. Oh she had to leave now!
And with that, the Swalot ran away and what took its place was a very rare Pokémon. This one flew in from the heavens before it looked at Tristan and then at the Machamp and just shrugged. She was minding her own business, although it seemed her path was fated to cross with the trainers today.
Cresselia || Female || Level 38 Attacks: Confusion | Double Team | Safeguard | Mist | Aurora Beam | Future Sight | Solarbeam* | Facade* Personality: Too cool for school. Uncaring at all. Not motivated. Lazy. Note: You might not be as fortunate as you'd assume/hope by encountering this Cresselia. Just a protip! SWALOT (33|F) [Liquid Ooze | Sticky Hold] Toxic||Body Slam||Encore||Amnesia Sludge||Pound||Yawn||Poison Gas Dreams of meeting her Mr.Right. Has an addiction to drama and romance. Struggles to look cool but fails. Ran away | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: url(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs26/f/2008/178/1/9/Black_and_Grey_Pattern_by_kkll70.png); border: 3px dpuble black; color: white]TAGGED: ... WORDS: ... NOTES: Legendary can not be captured! But the plot of this is to learn more about Tropyrara in general. CREDIT: LunarFlowerAngel of OTE |
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Post by Italian Panda on Sept 1, 2012 14:27:12 GMT -5
OOC: Toma you tease! D: [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-color: #BFE3FE; border: 1px dashed #9abccd, bTable][cs=2]dreams that reach the sky | | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: white; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: 2f405e; padding: 10px]Tristan watched as Tony got up from the attack, patting off grass and dust that clung to his muscular body. "Well. That was certainly interesting." Tony only nodded as he sparkled, giving four thumbs up. <But an experience, nonetheless!> Tristan only groaned, placing his palm on his face at the recent transgression. Man, that was such a tiring thing to go through. "Alright then. Lets keep going. Want to rest in your pokeball?" Tony only crossed his arms. <Only if you think its a good idea.> Tristan nodded and returned the fighting type to his pokeball.
Right when he finished, he saw the cresselia before him, watching its glowing body go past him. It was astounding to see such a legendary pokemon, considering that this was his second one here. As if on its own, Tristan's body continued towards the cresselia, following from behind. |
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Post by Sp❣rit on Sept 2, 2012 15:33:07 GMT -5
-------- WILD CRESSELIA!
The Cresselia chose to ignore those in the background as she continued to lazily glide around the Tropypara. Honestly, why was she forced to live in such a tainted region? She could've been up in the Celestial Gate with her parents, but no. They forced her to stay down here in Earth, and she had a stupid job to do. Preventing nightmares in the wee Pokemon of the world. It sounded impossible, right? Even for a legendary Pokemon, to do something like that worldwide was quite a feat. Yet in the Tropypara, there were several ancient temples and stone structures that allowed her to do her job.
Preventing nightmares from touching everyone's safe haven was impossible, but she could lessen the damage caused by that pest of a Darkrai. Honestly, was her purpose meant to counter everything that human spawned demon did? She frowned as she stopped in front of a giant oak tree, which had to have been at least a few centuries old. Leaning towards it to give it a gentle kiss, the tree started brighten up with an intense light. All of the buds on the tree started to blossom, revealing a mix of white and pink flowers as the plant accepted Cresselia's kiss. The tree began to open up a strange doorway, wide enough and tall enough for Cresselia to enter.
<Whatever.> She mumbled with a sigh, feeling bored with this procedure already. Once she went through the door, the strangest thing happened! She vanished. Where did the door lead? Was it even safe? Take a peak, good sir. I dare you.
::Cresselia:: Cresselia || Female || Level 38 Attacks: Confusion | Double Team | Safeguard | Mist | Aurora Beam | Future Sight | Solarbeam* | Facade* Personality: Too cool for school. Uncaring at all. Not motivated. Lazy. Note: You might not be as fortunate as you'd assume/hope by encountering this Cresselia. Just a protip!
⋆ GOSSIP:<33 ⋆ MUSIC: n/a ⋆ STAFF NOTES: Capture is a no go.
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Post by Italian Panda on Sept 3, 2012 22:44:55 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-color: #BFE3FE; border: 1px dashed #9abccd, bTable][cs=2]dreams that reach the sky | | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: white; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: 2f405e; padding: 10px]Tristan continued to follow the Cresselia, curious as to what would happen. Nothing else really happened and the fact that he saw his second legendary pokemon in this area meant that something could happen. He kept his distance, so he wouldn't get in the pokemon's way. Whenever the Cresselia would stop, he would stop and keep out of sight as much as possible. "I wonder where she is going to go?" Tristan said as he kept up with the Cresselia.
And right when he was there, the pokemon vanished. Tristan was confused as to how this had happened. Where did the Cresselia go? He looked around, only to find a portal on a tree. Curious, he approached, but stood there, motionless. Was it a good idea to look in a portal like this? He had no clue whether this will hurt him or not. AFter much of ahte adventures he had gone through, he had decided against it and walked past the tree. |
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Post by Sp❣rit on Sept 5, 2012 22:21:33 GMT -5
-------- WILD CRESSELIA!
As the Cresselia wandered through the mysterious, glorious and amazing gates of wonder, Tristan walked on by. He showed a considerable amount of curiosity to the magic of the tree, but he didn't dare wander into it. The Cresselia didn't realize that she left the gates open until she was halfway inside, and that was when she groaned and turned around. <Stupid gate. Stupid responsibility.> She huffed, leaving the gate of the tree and nearly bumping into Tristan as he tried to walk away. Now this was rare; a human, this close to her gate. Normally this was a code red situation, where she had to kill those that saw things that shouldn't have been seen. This was all her fault though, and death wasn't worth it.
<You're an unfortunate bug. Sadly, I can't let you leave. What a shame.> She sighed, teleporting in front of Tristan to block his way. There was no way she was letting this guy walk past her, and any chance at battling her wouldn't do any good. She was a protector of safe dreams after all, and pissing her off would only result in a curse of nightmares for the rest of your days. <Into the portal. Might as well.> She started to nudge Tristan backwards, doing whatever she could to avoid hurting the young human. Deciding that that wasn't enough, she fired an Aurora Beam at the tree's entrance. The attack triggered a strange reaction within the tree, and soon a freaky whirlwind started to suck everyone nearby inside of the large gates. Even Cresselia was being sucked inside, which wasn't the worst thing ever since she had stuff to do in there anyways. Tristan was just at the wrong place at the wrong time, and she figured that a dumb looking guy like him wouldn't be missed.
Cresselia || Female || Level 38 Attacks: Confusion | Double Team | Safeguard | Mist | Aurora Beam | Future Sight | Solarbeam* | Facade* Personality: Too cool for school. Uncaring at all. Not motivated. Lazy. Note: You might not be as fortunate as you'd assume/hope by encountering this Cresselia. Just a protip!
⋆ GOSSIP:<33 ⋆ MUSIC: n/a ⋆ STAFF NOTES: Capture is a no go.
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Post by Italian Panda on Sept 6, 2012 19:56:09 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-color: #BFE3FE; border: 1px dashed #9abccd, bTable][cs=2]dreams that reach the sky | | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: white; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: 2f405e; padding: 10px]Tristan continued to walk away from the gate, pretending that he had never seen anything at all. He may be able to nonchalantly do different things without so much as a regard for danger, interdimensional portals were something that shouldn't even be touched at all. He just continued to walk, hoping to never talk about it again. That was the plan at least. As he walked, he was caught off guard by a teleporting cresselia in her path. "Whoa, what?" He said, stumbling back to keep his distance. Now why would the Cresselia be in front of him now? He didn't do anything else. He stood there, looking at the Cresselia for a moment.
"Can't let me leave? What do you mean can't let me leave?" That was when it happened. Before long, he was being pulled into the portal forcefully, all thanks to the Cresselia. Tristan tried to hold his ground, but it was no use, as he was sucked into the gateway, unsure of what is to happen. What will happen? Who knows~ |
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Post by Sp❣rit on Sept 7, 2012 21:49:59 GMT -5
-------- LEGENDARY PLOT!
With Tristan sucked into the strange, dimension crossing portal, there was little hope of him escaping back to the real world. The Cresselia's eyes glowed eerily as she trailed after him, making sure that he was successfully trapped inside. There was no way she was letting him leave, giving the door a nod to force it shut with her psychic powers. <You saw too much. That's all there is to it.> The Cresselia calmly floated past him, having no need to monitor the human now. He was trapped in her lair, which was filled with the collected nightmares of Pokemon and humans. She gathered them all from that pest of a Darkrai, and it left her rather bitter after seeing such gruesome fears and trauma.
A headless Rattata wandered by, about as transparent as a ghost as its head floated in the sky. Multiple Pikachu screamed in the distance, melting into a squishy hamburger that made no sense at all. A Skitty was in the background, laughing as a small child attempted to draw the young feline being stabbed and stabbed again. The imagine itself was horrifying, but these were the nightmares that Cresselia witnessed. It was another world entirely, and none of them were 'real' in the sense that Tristan was real. They were alive in the hearts of people, but they could not be captured and taken back to the real world.
<Enjoy your stay.> The Cresselia stared into the distance, quietly vanishing as she left Tristan on his own. It was a very very strange situation to be in, and the area itself looked unusual. It was an empty field that lacked the beautiful colors of the real world. It was all shades of gray, with black and white mixed into it. A haunted Pokemon Center was to the left, and it was hard to say what was inside of it exactly. It was most likely another nightmare induced building, but it could probably heal Tristan's Pokemon.
<You're all peasants here! Engarde, minion of the night!> A Roserade seemed to be having fun as he enlarged the thorns on his arm, swishing them around like a mock sword. His opponent was imaginary, but it was real in his mind. He hopped around and made jabs at the air, absolutely fearless as a ghostly car sped towards him. At this rate, he was going to be crushed to death.
Cresselia || Female || Level 38 Attacks: Confusion | Double Team | Safeguard | Mist | Aurora Beam | Future Sight | Solarbeam* | Facade* Personality: Too cool for school. Uncaring at all. Not motivated. Lazy. Note: You might not be as fortunate as you'd assume/hope by encountering this Cresselia. Just a protip! vanished-- better find her to escape this joint!::ROSERADE:: ROSERADE [38|M] [ NATURAL CURE / POISON POINT ] SLEEP POWDER||TOXIC SPIKES||LEAF STORM|||SPIKES HIDDEN POWER [FIRE]||GIGA DRAIN||SLUDGE BOMB||PETAL DANCE A Pokemon from Cresselia's Dimension; Came from the nightmare of an old man; Cocky and ends up dying a lot* Cannot be captured
⋆ GOSSIP: LOL I'm sorry I don't really know what to do. I think we're winging it. ⋆ MUSIC: n/a ⋆ STAFF NOTES: Capture is a no go.
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Post by Italian Panda on Sept 8, 2012 17:41:19 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-color: #BFE3FE; border: 1px dashed #9abccd, bTable][cs=2]dreams that reach the sky | | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: white; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: 2f405e; padding: 10px]Tristan was forced into the portal like he was nothing. He felt himself being transported before he floated around int eh dimension. He looked around, panicking as he wondered where he was. He looked back up to see a gateway closing before looking at the Cresselia. Seen too much? "Oh come on, just cuz i saw a portal doesn't mean I should be kept in here. I have a life up there!" HE protested, but it was to no avail. He tried to follow the Cresselia, but when he disappeared, he began to panic a little more. He looked left and right, seeing the collective imaginations of people in their dreams. His eyes widened as he saw everything before him, seeing the nightmares and dreams of so many people around the world. It was astounding, very surprising to him. What could people be thinking? He knew people were capable of stuff, but of such things like this was beyond anything he thought, or gave care to think about.
He looked around, seeing a pokemon center and an empty field. He felt uncomfortable being here, but he figured that wandering couldn't make things worse. And right then and there, he noticed the roserade. He backed off, raising his hands to keep himself protected somewhat. He watched as the roserade jab out, looking at it to see if it would do anything. |
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Post by Sp❣rit on Sept 10, 2012 23:04:00 GMT -5
-------- LEGENDARY PLOT!
Nope! It looked as if the Roserade didn't have any other plans except for dying. As Tristan stood uselessly to the side, the Roserade was crushed to death under the wheels of a giant Hot wheels car. The grass Pokemon let out a pained scream before vanishing, only to reappear again while frolicking happily across the field. <My my, what a wonderful day! Hello to you, good sir.> The Roserade stood before Tristan, dipping down into a polite curtsy before attempting to introduce himself. <Hello hello. I am Chauncey the 9th, and I was trained by one of the Pokemon Champions!> The Roserade looked pleased as he spoke, feeling awfully proud of his lineage.
Once more, the Roserade began to approach his death as a savage Loudred screamed from the heavens. Riding upon a dark cloud, lightning struck from the sky as the Loudred stared down at the Roserade's ghostly form. With a cackle, the Loudred jumped off of the cloud, landing on top of the Roserade with a heavy STOMP. From that altitude, the attack was more than enough to kill the Roserade in one go. How sad. The Loudred then cackled and turned to Tristan, showing a dangerous interest in the trainer. Not that it was common knowledge, but the ghost Pokemon here couldn't harm humans. They could traumatize them or possess them, but attacks meant nothing. <Kekeke...hello, meat stick.> She licked her lips, taking several steps closer to the teen. This was definitely not good!
ROSERADE [38|M] [ NATURAL CURE / POISON POINT ] SLEEP POWDER||TOXIC SPIKES||LEAF STORM|||SPIKES HIDDEN POWER [FIRE]||GIGA DRAIN||SLUDGE BOMB||PETAL DANCE A Pokémon from Cresselia's Dimension; Came from the nightmare of an old man; Cocky and ends up dying a lot* Cannot be captured ::loudred:: LOUDRED [32|F] [ SOUNDPROOF ] Stomp||Supersonic||Bite||Howl Astonish||Uproar||Pound Nightmare Pokemon from Cresselia's Dimension; always hungry and extremely savage, has murderous tendencies
⋆ GOSSIP: LOL I'm sorry I don't really know what to do. I think we're winging it. ⋆ MUSIC: n/a ⋆ STAFF NOTES: Capture is a no go. *Ghost Pokemon can't attack humans, but they can possess them with member permission. Also your Pokemon can kick their ass.
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Post by Italian Panda on Sept 11, 2012 21:08:49 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-color: #BFE3FE; border: 1px dashed #9abccd, bTable][cs=2]dreams that reach the sky | | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: white; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: 2f405e; padding: 10px]Tristan continued to stare at the roserade until the giant hot wheels car randomly appeared and crushed it. "WHOA, WHAT THE-" He said, stepping back and holding his arms up, protecting himself until the dust or anything else cleared up. When there was silent, Tristan looked back, only to see the body of the Roserade....missing? He looked around, wondering where it could have went. How could it have disappeared after it had shouted a pained scream like that? That was when he was called out from behind. He was shocked, quickly turning around to see the roserade again. After a moment of realizing what he was seeing. How? Why? What?! Tristan looked around, still noticing the colors of the other world being completely black and white. HE sighed as he realized that he was still in this dimension.
"Oh uh....hi, I'm-" Before he could introduce himself, he saw the roserade being crushed again! What is with this dimension? Tristan looked at the loudred that was eying him in hunger. "Uh...don't come any closer man....I have pokemon." He said, drawing a pokeball and raising his fists up, as if he could fight using the pokeball. Soon, he threw the pokeball, revealing Tony, the machamp. "Long story as to why. I just need help1" |
::machamp:: Name: Tony "Tones" Pokemon: Machamp Gender: male Level: 32.5 Nature: TBD Met at: Shop @ level 7 Evolved at: Level 28 at route 3 At level 31.5, traded with Steve. Item: [image] (Leftovers) Ability: No Guard/Guts Attacks: Ice Punch, Low Kick, Stone Edge, Bullet Punch, Karate Chop, Revenge, Foresight, Bulk Up
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Post by Sp❣rit on Sept 12, 2012 19:16:43 GMT -5
-------- LEGENDARY PLOT!
<I'm ok!> The Roserade reappeared inside of a helicopter that was rushing towards the Pokemon Center, looking as determined as ever to defeat the dreaded Loudred. He was going to survive in this strange dream world, and nothing was going to stop him! Luckily he had a parachute prepared on his backside, and with a bold leap, he was off. The wind pushed back his flabby lips as he screamed on the way down, spreading his arms out like frail wings that were as thin as twigs. <I'm going commando!> He cried out, drooling as the ground quickly approached him. The Loudred stared at the Machamp in horror, before looking back up at the Roserade in surprise. Too much crazy stuff was going on in here for one day, and she was ready to eat them all to spare her sanity from the confusion.
The Roserade pulled at the string, attempting to get his parachute up before he could hit the ground. Unfortunately, he put on the ground backpack. What was supposed to have a parachute inside was instead a bunch of food and silverware, which slapped and stabbed his body as he smacked into the ground. Dead once more, and even more delicious in the Loudred's eyes. She picked up a sandwich and began to eat, smirking as she pointed a bloody finger at the fighting type. <You think you can survive out here in the land of dreams, real boy? You're so wrong.> She plopped the rest of the sandwich down her throat, eager to get some training done against this punk.
Taking advantage of the loud speakers on her ears, she screamed out an irritating Supersonic at her foe. Confusion was her specialty, and she wasn't going down easily. Since that wasn't enough, she had to get physical as well. This Machamp didn't look too tough, and besides. She was a ghost. She couldn't die, no matter what happened! With a maniacal laugh, she attempted to give him a painful Stomp on his left foot. Her fighting style was rather crude and unimpressive, but it worked well enough for her.
ROSERADE [38|M] [ NATURAL CURE / POISON POINT ] SLEEP POWDER||TOXIC SPIKES||LEAF STORM|||SPIKES HIDDEN POWER [FIRE]||GIGA DRAIN||SLUDGE BOMB||PETAL DANCE A Pokémon from Cresselia's Dimension; Came from the nightmare of an old man; Cocky and ends up dying a lot* Cannot be captured LOUDRED [32|F] [ SOUNDPROOF ] Stomp||Supersonic||Bite||Howl Astonish||Uproar||Pound Nightmare Pokémon from Cresselia's Dimension; always hungry and extremely savage, has murderous tendenciesHit by -- Used SUPERSONIC AND STOMP Health is FULL GREEN
⋆ GOSSIP: SO. I was talking with Junk and we were wondering if you'd be interested in having another legie isle thread? It would be you + junk + admin (At times for plot reasons, admin not always needed) and at the end you could get something cool. How bout it? Temporary thing for funsies. ⋆ MUSIC: n/a ⋆ STAFF NOTES: Capture is a no go. *Ghost Pokémon can't attack humans, but they can possess them with member permission. Also your Pokémon can kick their ass.
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Post by Italian Panda on Sept 13, 2012 19:38:22 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-color: #BFE3FE; border: 1px dashed #9abccd, bTable][cs=2]dreams that reach the sky | | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: white; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: 2f405e; padding: 10px]Tristan had no clue what was happening around him, as all of a sudden, the roserade was back alive and in a helicopter....only to die again. Tristan only looked up, sweating at the apparent comedy routine that occurred in front of him by a dream version of a roserade. Guess it is true that anything can happen in the dream world. He looked forward in horror, stepping back as the loudred was covered in blood. Even if the loudred was eating a sandwich, what the hell, man. What kind of sick person would dream up such a thing?!
Taking advantage of his surprise, Tony was confused before getting struck by a stomp attack. HE stumbled back, wondering what was happening around him. "Come on Tony, get it together!" But it was no use. <EXCELSIOR, I SAY!" He said, raising a finger and flexing it in an odd bulk up. This was one weird dream world. Tony just stood around, doing nothing as he flexed his fingers. |
::machamp:: Name: Tony "Tones" Pokemon: Machamp Gender: male Level: 32.5 Nature: TBD Met at: Shop @ level 7 Evolved at: Level 28 at route 3 At level 31.5, traded with Steve. Item: [image] (Leftovers) Ability: No Guard/Guts Attacks: Ice Punch, Low Kick, Stone Edge, Bullet Punch, Karate Chop, Revenge, Foresight, Bulk Up health is high green hit by supersonic and stomp used bulk up atk +1 def +1
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Post by Sp❣rit on Sept 13, 2012 21:48:36 GMT -5
-------- LEGENDARY PLOT!
The Roserade was not being particularly useful in this situation, so he vanished without a trace. Perhaps he was dead for good this time, and maybe Tristan was slightly more traumatized when it came to these elegant grass ninjas. Seeing such a bloody mess was hard to unsee after all, but it was still a dream. A scary dream with dolls, clowns, and murderous Loudred with no sense of grace or style. She felt a little lonely without her usual companion to keep her company, but Tony and Tristan would do just fine. She snickered as he buffed himself up, looking humorous and ridiculous as he flexed all of his finely toned muscles. The Machamp was an admirable one, but he didn't scare her in the slightest. <I should possess you, kekeke.> She let out a dark, low chuckle as her eyes narrowed in spite.
These guys were her new toys now, and nobody was going to be spared. Her arms felt like they were zapped with electricity as she tossed her head backwards, belting out the loudest Howl she could manage. Her screams broke through the clouds in the sky, allowing the red sun to shine down upon her form. She looked eerie and unnatural as she basked under the heat of the light, but this was normal for her. Reality was not a concept she could understand, and bending the rules was the norm for her. <Just give me a little nibble.> She inched closer to Tony's right arm, sniffing his scent and his sweat with a giddy expression. Once she was ready, she attempted to chomp down on the meatiest part of his arm.
LOUDRED [32|F] [ SOUNDPROOF ] Stomp||Supersonic||Bite||Howl Astonish||Uproar||Pound Nightmare Pokémon from Cresselia's Dimension; always hungry and extremely savage, has murderous tendenciesHit by -- Used HOWL and BITE Health is FULL GREEN[ ATTACK +1 ]
⋆ GOSSIP: <33 ⋆ MUSIC: Stone Sour - Through Glass ⋆ STAFF NOTES: After this battle, you can continue the DW thing with Junk. <3 You can leave the thread after this if you want. Also don't forget about his confusion!
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Post by Italian Panda on Sept 15, 2012 1:29:08 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-color: #BFE3FE; border: 1px dashed #9abccd, bTable][cs=2]dreams that reach the sky | | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: white; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: 2f405e; padding: 10px]Tristan stepped back, watching as the loudred was using Tony and he as a plaything. His eyes were wide and he was gritting his teeth. What was he supposed to do in this situation?! The fact that he had been separated from his own reality was already bad enough. Now he had to deal with this. He breathed as deeply and as slowly as he could, still trying to get used to this new environment. One thing was for sure, he was going to keep fighting and find a way out of here. Somehow, somewhere.....he hoped.
"Come on Tony, get yourself back together and fight back! Use karate chop!" He shouted, to no avail. Tony just let the pokemon bite him before standing there, admiring himself. That was when he spun, attempting to gracefully show off. Then he managed to hit himself, dealing himself damage. Tristan started to sweat, hoping that this would end in his favor. |
::machamp:: Name: Tony "Tones" Pokemon: Machamp Gender: male Level: 32.5 Nature: TBD Met at: Shop @ level 7 Evolved at: Level 28 at route 3 At level 31.5, traded with Steve. Item: [image] (Leftovers) Ability: No Guard/Guts Attacks: Ice Punch, Low Kick, Stone Edge, Bullet Punch, Karate Chop, Revenge, Foresight, Bulk Up health is low green hit by bite hit self in confusion! atk +1 def +1
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Post by Sp❣rit on Sept 15, 2012 23:10:59 GMT -5
-------- LEGENDARY PLOT!
What a joke this muscular buffoon was, flexing all of his muscles as if they were nothing but overly stuffed teddy bears. She couldn't even take Tony seriously as he bumbled around like an idiot, stumbling over his ginormous feet and slapping himself in the face. He would've made a great comedy act in the ghostly dream world theater, but alas, she had eaten most of the contestants that auditioned over there. <I really should dispose of you, you useless scum.> She let go of his arm to get into her battle pose, stretching her arms out to the sky as she let out another howl.
This time she was ready to be taken seriously, and she wasn't going to go easy on this Fighting type. So what if he had the type advantage? She was going to chew him up and eat him as a snack! That Dragonite on the corner was next, and this Machamp was going to be a Machomp in the next two turns. Once her fists felt bulked up enough to do enough damage, she allowed herself to become nothing but pixels. One by one, each pixel vanished and reappeared behind the Machamp until her body was put back together. With a creepy laugh, she attempted to scare him with her scariest face. Her fangs were sharp and ready to bite, and her voice was savage enough to make a grown man cry. Her Astonish was nothing to scoff at, and it was even capable of making a Pokemon flinch out of fear.
LOUDRED [32|F] [ SOUNDPROOF ] Stomp||Supersonic||Bite||Howl Astonish||Uproar||Pound Nightmare Pokémon from Cresselia's Dimension; always hungry and extremely savage, has murderous tendenciesHit by -- Used HOWL and ASTONISH Health is FULL GREEN[ ATTACK +2 ]
⋆ GOSSIP: <33 ⋆ MUSIC: <33 ⋆ STAFF NOTES:<33
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Post by Italian Panda on Sept 16, 2012 22:11:45 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-color: #BFE3FE; border: 1px dashed #9abccd, bTable][cs=2]dreams that reach the sky | | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: white; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: 2f405e; padding: 10px]Tristan looked on as Tony was confused, his teeth gritting some. This wasn't a very good situation, considering anything and everything can kill him right then and there. "Dammit, Tony!!" Tristan said, hoping that it would get to him. But it was no use, as Tony was still confused and moving erratically, as if it were the most graceful thing out there. However, Tony was far from it, as all he could do was wobble left and right. Tristan formed his hand into a fist, quite angry at what was happening, as well as worried. He just wished that he was out of here already!
That would seem like an impossible hope, as this battle seemed like it was dragging on. Tristan saw the Loudred pixelate, deforming and reforming behind Tony and attacking him. The howl made Tristan's heart pound, as if this was going to be the end. Even if Tony was bulky enough to withstand it, Tristan was still worried in his own way. "Goddammit. Tony, use Revenge!" Tony took the bite in the shoulder, instinctively grabbing the loudred and slamming him onto the ground. The confusion didn't get to him, it seemed, giving some relief to Tristan. |
::machamp:: Name: Tony "Tones" Pokemon: Machamp Gender: male Level: 32.5 Nature: TBD Met at: Shop @ level 7 Evolved at: Level 28 at route 3 At level 31.5, traded with Steve. Item: [image] (Leftovers) Ability: No Guard/Guts Attacks: Ice Punch, Low Kick, Stone Edge, Bullet Punch, Karate Chop, Revenge, Foresight, Bulk Up health is high yellow hit by astonish used revenge (doubled in power due to getting hurt) atk +1 def +1
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Post by Sp❣rit on Sept 17, 2012 19:19:26 GMT -5
-------- LEGENDARY PLOT!
<Revenge? You'll wish you could get revenge on me.> The Loudred cackled, letting go of Tony to avoid a possible attack. She could only charge in when his guard was down, and she planned on taking down the big boss. With a snicker, she almost felt bad for the big boy. So he thought that he was capable of taking her down? He was going to regret feeling so dominant in a battle with her. His Revenge started by grabbing her on the shoulder, then twisting her around until she fell onto the ground. <Stop it, you confused fool!> She bellowed, attempting to screech another Supersonic into the Machamp's ears. If she could coax his confusion to keep going, then perhaps she could regain control of his body.
It felt strange having such a bulky male on top of her, and honestly she was not into that kind of thing. Tony was far from being her type, and she was definitely turned off to the guy. <Offa me, jackass.> She glared as she raised her foot into the air, aiming it right at the Machamp's pride and joy. If this Stomp attack hit right where it hurt, then Tony was in for a world of pain. She was so low that she didn't even hesitate to stomp a guy in the balls, making her one fierce foe.
LOUDRED [32|F] [ SOUNDPROOF ] Stomp||Supersonic||Bite||Howl Astonish||Uproar||Pound Nightmare Pokémon from Cresselia's Dimension; always hungry and extremely savage, has murderous tendenciesHit by REVENGE Used SUPERSONIC AND STOMP Health is MID YELLOW[ ATTACK +2 ]
⋆ GOSSIP: <33 ⋆ MUSIC: <33 ⋆ STAFF NOTES:<33
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Post by Italian Panda on Sept 19, 2012 1:23:56 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background-color: #BFE3FE; border: 1px dashed #9abccd, bTable][cs=2]dreams that reach the sky | | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: white; border: 1px dashed #9abccd; color: 2f405e; padding: 10px]Tony snapped out of confusion, only to be snapped back in, as supersonic and stomp left their marks. <Oh my, you must LOVE it when I get on you!> He said, flexing his muscles once more. Tristan only watched as Tony went back to making himself look like a fool. He wanted this battle to be over, and this loudred was seriously making things much more annoying than they have to be. He was starting to consider how to take this pokemon down. So far, it would have seemed easy if Tony wasn't so confused! But given that he was in a different reality, he wasn't so sure anymore.
Tony, meanwhile, was looking at the loudred, bobbing left and right before going in. In his confused state of mind, he managed to get back onto the loudred with an ice punch. <Oh please, lemme cool you off for a moment!> |
::machamp:: Name: Tony "Tones" Pokemon: Machamp Gender: male Level: 32.5 Nature: TBD Met at: Shop @ level 7 Evolved at: Level 28 at route 3 At level 31.5, traded with Steve. Item: [image] (Leftovers) Ability: No Guard/Guts Attacks: Ice Punch, Low Kick, Stone Edge, Bullet Punch, Karate Chop, Revenge, Foresight, Bulk Up health is mid yellow hit by supersonic and stomp atk +1 def +1 used ice punch gained health from leftovers
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Post by tomackze on Sept 20, 2012 10:55:28 GMT -5
[atrb=cellSpacing,20,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 410px; background: url(http://media02.hongkiat.com/black_wallpapers/black-pattern.jpg); border: 3px double black, bTable]STRENGTH IN NUMBERS | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: url(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs26/f/2008/178/1/9/Black_and_Grey_Pattern_by_kkll70.png); border: 3px dpuble black; color: white]At the moment the ice punch landed on the Loudred, a weird chant began to emulate from her voice. >You will die... You will die... You will die... Blood and Splatter. Blood and Splatter. Blood and Splatter.< She continually said over and over as her arms began to fall into sync also while she chanted. The rhythm stayed the same but the volume increased with each chant until an uproar was finally created at that moment.
>DIE... DIE... DIE... MURDER! MURDER! MURDER!< She started to scream again and again, causing a real uproar as no one was able to fall asleep with this noise coming through at that moment. The noise which was exemplified because the Loudred was practically deaf so she could not hear anything she was saying and thus could not control her volume.
::Loudred:: (+2 ATK) LOUDRED [32|F] [ SOUNDPROOF ] Stomp||Supersonic||Bite||Howl Astonish||Uproar||Pound Nightmare Pokémon from Cresselia's Dimension; always hungry and extremely savage, has murderous tendencies Hit by ICE PUNCH. Health is low yellowUsed Uproar 1/3) | [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: url(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs26/f/2008/178/1/9/Black_and_Grey_Pattern_by_kkll70.png); border: 3px dpuble black; color: white]TAGGED: ... WORDS: ... NOTES: ... CREDIT: LunarFlowerAngel of OTE |
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