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Post by Cricket on Nov 28, 2008 2:38:44 GMT -5
<Good. Maybe it'll teach him some sort of manners.> The wartortle muttered, annoyed, <If you want to lose again then fine by me. It will be a fair loss though, so I suggest you give me something to heal with. And there is no way you'll catch me. Even if I lose, you'd have to face two squirtles to go that far.>
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Post by Kai on Nov 28, 2008 3:03:37 GMT -5
Tak tossed a Potion at the Wartortle, snorting himself. Ardeo rolled his eyes at the Water-type. "Right. Traditional fight, then." he grinned, he had let Hokuro fight on his own, but this time (with Teken) he would call the shots. "Whenever your ready." he took a Poke'ball from his belt, the grinning face of the Spiritomb leering out at the Wartortle. It was the only thing he had that might be around the evolved Water-Pokemon's level.
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Post by Cricket on Nov 28, 2008 3:25:15 GMT -5
He finished using it, feeling awkward under the stares of all the pokemon and the human around him. His two friends were on the sidelines again, watching. Their looks showed concern now, feeling that this battle would be a lot harder for him to win. <..Ready.> He mumbled, feeling anxious now. He had a feeling this group of pokemon he was up against seriously had something against him, but he couldn't figure out why.
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Post by Kai on Nov 28, 2008 3:29:42 GMT -5
"Alright, Teken. Let's not mess around, shall we?" the formerly tired and listless Trainer had transformed, he felt the heat of battle awaken him as he tossed the 'Ball, which hit the ground in a flash of smoke. "Spiri!" "Confuse Ray!" he wasn't going to waste anytime. Hit'm fast and hit'm hard. The Ghost-type cackled madly, considered using a different move for a few moments, before shooting a small multi-colored orb with a streaming light behind it at the Water Pokemon.
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Post by Cricket on Nov 28, 2008 3:45:48 GMT -5
The wartortle wasn't expecting the attack so soon, and the immediate lack of coordination scared him a little as he tried to focus on the spiritomb. It swayed before him, and he didn't bother to try after it because he didn't want to look stupid. Trying to aim was giving him a headache, so he let out a large stream of bubbles in the general direction, swaying and taking a step forward to keep balance. This caused him to run into a part of his own attack, the bubbles bursting like miniature bombs near his face and head.
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Post by Kai on Nov 28, 2008 3:48:51 GMT -5
The bubbles burst against the Spiritomb, causing him to flinch in pain- but he shook it off. "Shadow Sneak, Teken." "Spreihehe!" the battle-crazed Ghost dropped into the ground, and slunk along a shadow- intending to slam the disoriented Wartortle from his own shadow.
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Post by Cricket on Nov 28, 2008 3:54:09 GMT -5
His vision still swayed, and when the spiritomb disappeared, he looked around frantically, not sure where the other pokemon was. He tried to step backwards and tripped on a rock that wasn't there, moving to his side so he could get up quicker than if he landed on his back. Trying to quickly get out of the way from whatever the attack that was coming was, he got up and started going off in some direction, hoping he was going straight, but having an odd feeling that he was zigzagging a bit.
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Post by Kai on Nov 28, 2008 4:02:27 GMT -5
Ardeo looked somewhat irritated at that moment, "Faint Attack" at that, the Ghost Pokemon popped out of a nearby shadow near one of the smaller turtles and cackled- jumping into a glowing portal that brought him out near his foe's back; where he happily slammed into him, cackling like a maniac.
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Post by Cricket on Nov 28, 2008 4:16:53 GMT -5
The attack slammed him forward, causing him to lose his balance and fall on the ground again. He glanced back sharply, his focusing efforts working together to give him a rather painful headache as he tried to pay attention to where the other pokemon was. The area around him stopped swaying as much, and he inhaled deeply before letting out a very quick jet of water towards the spiritomb, or where he thought was the spiritomb. Within Ardeo's bag, a strange noise could be heard. It sounded a lot like something shattering, but was a little more dampened than the sound of glass breaking. The noise was followed by a distressed call and a series of chirping. The taillow thrashed about in the bag, confused as to where to go to get out. Name; None Gender; Girl Moveset; Peck, Growl Personality; Rather hasty and quick to assume, this Taillow often finds herself in situations made worse by her haste to make them better. She's very rash and rushes into things without thinking, though when she does think she is actually very smart.
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Post by Kai on Nov 28, 2008 4:22:03 GMT -5
Tak quickly slipped off the bag, blinking in surprised. Ardeo, trusting Teken's judgement on the winning Battle, slipped one strap off his shoulder and opened the bag, curious to see what had happened- when he saw the young Taillow. "Awh, hey there little fella." Teken cackled gleefully, even as the Water Gun pushed him back. He simply used Faint Attack again, enjoying the never miss effects.
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Post by Cricket on Nov 30, 2008 0:24:00 GMT -5
The wartortle found himself on the ground after the last attack, eyes closed as he willed himself to move and failed. He was too exhausted. A flurry of anxious words could be heard from his right side from his companions who were trying to decide if they would intervene or not.
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Post by Kai on Nov 30, 2008 0:45:24 GMT -5
Ardeo pulled the small bird out, smiling at it. "Aren't you just adorable?" he had totally forgotten about the Battle as he held the little chick. Tak pulled on his pant leg, ~Lemme see!~ he peered at the small bird as Ardeo sat cross legged on the ground, smiling like a proud father.
Teken cackled madly, wondering if he should finish this thing or what. ~Hehehee!~ he turned a mad, swirly, eye to the Squirtle, grinnly manically, ~Are you two next?~
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Post by Cricket on Nov 30, 2008 0:49:49 GMT -5
Neither of them moved but to shake their heads quickly in unison, nearly knocking them together in fright. <N-not us. We don't battle.> The girl said, clinging onto the other squirtle who was nodding in agreement to her words. The wartortle decided that meant that the spiritomb was done attacking him, and wouldn't do anymore damage. He could rest.
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Post by Kai on Nov 30, 2008 1:00:56 GMT -5
Teken looked put out when they had said that, until a beam of light recalled him. The Morph walked over to the downed Wartortle, the little Taillow seated on his shoulder. "We fought a fair fight." he stated simply. Tak nodded slowly in agreement. "So, I hope you know, because I'm also a Trainer you forfit your freedom to me, now." he took a Dusk Ball from his Pack, and dropped it on the Wartortle's head. "I gotta lot to teach you about this world..."
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Post by Cricket on Nov 30, 2008 1:44:28 GMT -5
The wartortle didn't even bother to fight the ball as it sucked him into it. It actually was rather comforting to not have to worry about the battle anymore. The other two squirtles watched, eyes wide in terror, not knowing what to do now. Name; Unnamed. Left his name with the Tribe life. Gender; Boy Moveset; Watergun, Bubble, Tail Whip Personality; Strongly believes other pokemon are all squirtles, and also feels left out because he is "mutated". He's a rebel, and likes to do the opposite of orders if he gets annoyed with whoever's ordering him around. He's also very loyal and will defend his friends, and expects the same in return.
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