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Post by ademis on Nov 25, 2008 22:38:02 GMT -5
What the HELL?
Screw this, he wasn't going to bother taking them all out. "Make way, creepy little... worms." he said, walking through them as they stood by and watched. Geist took the liberty of using Leer to distract them from String Shotting Malorn or something. He beamed Roc into his pokeball and broke into a run. He wanted to get the hell away from there A.S.A.P, hopefully he'd find something worthwhile up ahead.
He probably should let Splinter out to act as a Weedle ward, but she was knocked out.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Nov 25, 2008 22:56:06 GMT -5
A few of the weedles followed closely after him. Some even started crawling up his legs to reach whatever morsel was in his bag. 2 of them screeched and ran away at the bright light (leer), and one was squished under Ademis's shoe when he started running. The 4 other courageous worms clung on for their lives, making freaky chittering noises.
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Post by ademis on Nov 25, 2008 23:12:14 GMT -5
"Gah! Geist, Night Shade, NOW!" hissed Malorn. He now officially hated Weedle for life and was incredibly proud to have a pokemon that brutally murdered one.
"Kullkull! <Yessir!>" Geist released the tendrils of dark energy once more, the shadowy ropes curling around the Weedle. "Just try not to hit me... ple- OW!" his hand was struck by a think strand of darkness had touched Malorn's hand. "... Argh, yeah, um, avoid that." he sighed.
"Duuskull <Oops, sorry>"
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Post by DR-@@GON on Nov 25, 2008 23:24:52 GMT -5
The blast of energy made all of the weedle explode. Their guts landed everywhere - and since they had been clinging to Ademis the whole time, he was the prime target. The fresh guts were too slippery to stay onto his skin, and would eventually fall off. The trail could attract hungry predators. Oh well.
In the distance, there was a faint movement. It was accompanied with a yowl of pain.
Investigate?
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Post by ademis on Nov 25, 2008 23:38:13 GMT -5
"That is FUCKING disgusting. Ugh." Malorn wiped as many guts off him as he could. Why do these things keep dying?
Then suddenly, a bonechilling yell. It sounded like a cry for help, or a howl of anguish. It could be someone... or something, in trouble. Then again it could be a giant mother Weedle that was going to eat him. Either way, he decided to investigate. Just incase it WAS the Weedle...
"Geist, sneak around up there and tell me what you find, 'kay?" "Duskdusk <Rightio. Wuss.>" nodded Geist, floating off.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Nov 25, 2008 23:54:14 GMT -5
"Trapinch!" A small, large-jawed pokemon was wriggling pitifully on the ground, stomach upward. Its attacker was nearby, judging from the labored breathing from farther away. The wounds on the weak bug were minor, but were sapping his energy. If whatever attacked him came back, he wouldn't be able to defend himself.
::trapinch::
There is an evil presence near you. The air is silent and cold.
In the distance, the worm guts were being eaten by starving birds.
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Post by ademis on Nov 26, 2008 0:03:17 GMT -5
Geist motioned that it was safe. Malorn walked over and stepped through the bushes to find a thrashed Trapinch, struggling to breath. He hastily grabbed a potion out of his bag, carefully opened the giant jaws and poured the liquid down it's throat, hoping it would do the trick. He didn't know all that much about Pokemon, but he knew this species was special. In a way.
"... Duuusk <Do you feel that?>"
The air grew colder, all noise ceased. Malorn started to feel uncomfertable, as if there was something... right... behind him! He spun around on his heel, only to find Geist floating there.
"Get ready. For... something." he muttered quietly.
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Post by DR-@@GON on Nov 26, 2008 0:21:51 GMT -5
The effects of the potion began to work on the trapinch. On the outside of his body, the wounds were beginning to fade. Strength ran through the little pokemon's veins again, and soon he came to his senses as well. Leaping up, he anxiously glanced around for any signs of his attacker.
<It's here... it's still here!!> Shrieked the trapinch, hiding behind the human's pant leg as a means of protection.
The breathing grew louder. All of a sudden, a pair of zubats shot out of the underbrush. They both seemed to chitter between each other, then turned and addressed the human: <Why have you disturbed ussss? We are only hunting for prey...> The words fell from their mouths like poison.
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Post by ademis on Nov 26, 2008 1:02:56 GMT -5
Malorn ducked as the two hissing Zubat swooped over him. "Alright. Two of them. And they're hungry. And not Weedle." he thought to himself. Maybe his first real challenge as a trainer? He was about to find out.
"You guys aren't really my favourite sort of pokemon, so I won't catch you. I'll beat the living shit out of you." he yelled at the annoying little bats. He shouldn't underestimate them though, they're probably tougher than they look.
"From the depths of my backpack, sealed in the crimson sphere chamber of doom, I summon Roc! The pretty pretty birdy!" chanted Malorn, throwing a pokeball in the air. In a flash of light, Roc the Murkrow emerged. "Geist, faint attack on the left, Roc, Peck the other."
"Dusk, kullkull! <Your end is now!>" "Krow, krow! <You can't beat US!>"
Duskull faded to nothingness, then reappeared above the Zubat and came down with full force as Roc speeded towards the right one.
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Post by [K]azzy on Nov 26, 2008 11:48:53 GMT -5
[Ooc: Make sure you say what moves your Pokemon try to use.]
One Zubat was hit from the Duskull and fell back some, only to get up to use a leech life attack. The other Zubat was hit by Roc and also flew back some, getting up just as the first to also use a leech life attack.
The Zubats used Leech Life!
If that wasn't bad enough, guts from the Weedle were still on the pants of Malorn. A few Spinarak came down on string from a near by tree, staring at the guts on his pants. WE WANT THE FOOD!
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