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Post by Miles Valdez on Jul 7, 2018 22:34:18 GMT -5
Mission Title: In Better Hands[break]
Mission Location: Choji[break]
Mission Description: On the outskirts of Choji a group of three trainers have come into possession of some rather interesting pokemon. That said these trainer's don't really deserve em' and while they're not corrupted I'm sure they'll do better in your capable hands.[break]
Mission Requirements: Virus Exclusive / 2+ members/ 6 posts each / (Once per virus member) Need at least 1 virus ball[break]
Mission Rewards: +1 virus balls / 1500 pokedollars / 1 of the pokemon the trainers have. [nospaces] [attr="class","Dragonbox"] [attr="class","Dragonhdr"]  [attr="class","Dragonpostdiv"] [attr="class","Dragonpost"]
Virus Balls didn't have much of a pull for Miles, in all honesty he preferred catching pokemon the way he was taught, out in the wild through a hard fought battle. Stealing in any capacity was wrong, but the man had come to believe that the world Grandpa told him about wasn't quite as black and white as the elder thought. If you have the power to help someone than you should, if you see something wrong you should stop it. It was why he'd taken this mission. All pokemon were equal in his eyes, (excluding Quake he was the best hands down) and so the rarity of each pokemon held no sway in the situation the idea that they were being abused by people who knew better however, that was a call to action if any and so despite the teachings of the dojo he'd do what he had to to make this right, and wasn't that the true teaching anyways?
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"Break small rules to preserve bigger ones." He'd muse to himself stretching by the Lake of Rage entrance to the town. According to head quarters they'd sent two other trainers to back the man up, good especially because he didn't have enough virus balls to take all three away from the jackasses. He just hoped the two others would be on an at least similar wavelength. Usually these virus types were too scummy themselves to vibe with Miles or couldn't handle their own without pokemon or those weird new suits backing them up. The fighter didn't have much respect for all that extra, and while he understood everyone was raised differently he'd always believe that weapons made it too easy to hurt someone. When you hit someone that carried a certain weight to it. There was nothing to hide behind. Sadly the world didn't share that sentiment, something he'd learned all to quickly upon leaving the compound.
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The man pulled out his communicator, some members had tagged the three trainers previously so the strike team could take them down without worry of cop, ranger, or worst of all league intervention. Currently the three strangers were on the outskirts of town most likely coming from the lake of Rage. If there was ever a better time to take down those bozos it was now. The red haired warrior dressed in military fatigues and t-shirt and a tight fitting baseball cap was getting impatient. If worse came to worse the man would jump them on his own for better or for worse.[break]
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Post by Yoizuki Haruyama on Jul 9, 2018 12:51:07 GMT -5
 This was it. Yoizuki's first official mission as an actual Virus operative. He couldn't stop shaking, the fear showing clearly on his features as he clutched a pokeball in his hand. Terrified eyes focused on the sphere as he walked along the path leading to the Lake of Rage, his breathing uneven as he did his best to gain some measure of composure. Up until this point he was just a follower, tagging along and going where he was told but largely keeping to himself. But today? Today he was supposed to become a criminal, using illegal technology to steal pokemon from another trainer. How did he get himself into this mess!?
Yet he couldn't turn the assignment down. He had to do this. He had to make Holly proud. He had to become the man that she deserved, one who was capable of doing all of the things she needed of him. So long as he had her approval then there was nothing wrong with stealing someone's pokemon, right? She certainly knew better than him, so he really shouldn't be questioning her judgement like this. How stupid of him! How could he let his own foolishness get in the way of what was clearly the wisest course of action? Obviously the only logical step here was to abandon his morals and just do what he was told. It should be simple.
Yoizuki swalled heavily as he looked up from the pokeball, which he would tuck into his jacket as he would take in the sight ahead. A man with bright red hair was waiting by the entrance, likely the very man he was told to meet here. The awkward giant would take a moment to blink away his tears, doing his best to force the fear away from his face. Unfortunately he only had a slight measure of success, his body still trembling as he slowly approached the waiting grunt. He could already feel the man's gaze judging him, both for his freakishly tall appearance and his pathetic display of fear.
As the man got near he would move to pull at his hat, pulling the bill down over his eyes as he would direct his gaze toward the ground. "Y-yoizuki....Yoizuki Haruyama repor...ting. For. Duty." His words were choppy and unsure, a drop of sweat starting to drip down the side of his clammy face as he forced out the words. No matter how much he tried to reassure himself that everything was going to be fine he just couldn't keep the fear from bubbling to the surface. He placed a hand over his chest as he would carefully look toward Miles, practically flinching as he moved to make eye contact. "I-I am ready." He wasn't ready.
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Post by Ten on Jul 9, 2018 14:04:31 GMT -5
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virus mission;[break]
in better hands[break]
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Wind rattled by Ten's helmet as Apollo tore sharply across the sky, bladed feathers carving a path through the empty blue. Prototype equipment hidden under the concealing leather of her jumpsuit, her position would appear as a quickly moving blip on her fellow Virus' communicators, the flashing, purple light cutting a straight line through the dense forest surrounding the quiet town.[break][break]
Skarmory's wings angled sharply, the wind guided under its wings stirred upward to send the armored bird toward at a steeply angled descent. The woman at his back riding out the gusts whipping at the fabric of her clothes with stubborn determination, the face of her helmet already turned toward the pair waiting ready at the entrance to the city.[break][break]
As Apollo dipped low he beat his wings, slowing his fall toward the earth to right himself, the knife-like talons of his feet reaching toward the ground as he carefully dropped himself to rest there. His trainer slipped easily from his back, the mask of her helmet turned downward as she reached her hand for the phone secured at her hip, switching it on. She paid little attention to the pair as she flipped through its menus with practiced precision, studying the information displayed.[break][break]
''Ready to go?''[break][break]
The question was muffled by the protective material of her brightly colored helmet, the cool gaze trapped behind the black of her visor invisible to the pair as it lingered toward the face of her phone.[break][break]
A pair of brightly colored, purple spheres rest alongside the trio of red pokéballs at her hip, easily identifying her as a fellow agent.[break][break]
With her full attention fixated on the machine in the gloved grip of her hand, she didn't seem to be interested in introductions. Though she was familiar with the notably taller of the pair even he wasn't spared so much as a glance. The Skarmory standing proud just behind the woman also neglected to take note of his presence, his focused stare centered on the red-headed stranger nearby, gauging his abilities with a thoughtful gaze.
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Post by Miles Valdez on Jul 10, 2018 12:13:44 GMT -5
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The fighter thankfully wouldn't have to wait too much longer for his comrades to arrive though upon the introduction of the first he'd gain a new worry. Red hair peaking out from underneath his hoodie scarlet eyes would look over at the man from underneath his rounded sunglasses the man would size up the fragile giant. His body was lanky and soft. Bad posture, and there was more base and confidence in a baby smoochum than this man had in his entire body. How this kid was gonna manage to pull off the job Miles had no idea, but they had to make it work. Beggars could never be choosers. What really got the red head was the redness in his eyes and how watery his eyes seemed to be. Not one to beat around the bush Miles spoke up skipping any introductions.[break][break]
"Yo... are you crying?"[break][break]
Miles hoped that at least the lanky guy would at least deny the tears even if his deduction had been correct. If he lied than at least he had some resolve to handle this job. Thankfully before the red head could get an answer to the disheartening question the third and final member of their entourage arrived, and thankfully she was cool as shit.[break][break]
Landing in on a skarmory the girl casually dismounted the powerful bird pokemon it's scales gleaming in the evening light as Miles stepped forward to greet the trainer. Before he could speak up she'd flip through her phone before turning to the two boys. [break][break]
"No doubt, we're short on time. The dickhea- I mean the targets are just outside of town near the gate that borders the Lake of Rage. We can't really use... our equipment if they don't have their pokemon out. Seeing as they're not really the most honorable individuals I don't have a problem challenging them to a battle and knocking them out halfway." He'd pull a hand our his pocket revealing a particularly strong fist emphasizing what he meant by 'knocking them out'[break][break]
"Also I recommend personally that you and I exchange numbers. Not for the mission or nothin' I just think you're badass and I'd love to have the cute girl behind the mask teach me a thing or two about a thing or two when the missions over, maybe over dinner." really he should have saved the flirting for after the mission, but Miles of the mind that bad times to 'shoot your shot' per-say were few and far in between.[break][break]
Regardless of how well the attempt would go he'd begin to make his way to where the targets meandered. Wondering if the other two cared to make any small talk along the way.[break][break]
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Post by Yoizuki Haruyama on Jul 10, 2018 23:02:58 GMT -5
The lanky grunt shook his head quickly, an arm moving to wipe away his tears as he continued his fight to gain control of his faculties. He just met this man and already he was on the edge of tears! No matter what reason he was there, there was no way that such an attitude would be permissible! This was his job, his duty. This was why he was here. To do Virus's bidding and make his love proud. He could not allow himself to break down so easily. He had to steel himself He had to STOP CRYING Yoizuki's hand suddenly shot up, striking his own cheek with enough force to turn his head. The point of contact started to grow red, yet the shock seemed to stem the flow of tears.
With a shaky breath he would turn to face Miles, a bit of fear fading from his features that was quickly replaced with determination. Spidery fingers moved to fix his clothes, tugging at the edges of his jacket and pulling the his gloves snug as he did his best to maintain the illusion of control. "Yes hello no I am not crying I am fine let us-" His words were cut short as the sharp bird landed nearby, dull eyes shooting wide open as he turned to face the bird and it's rider. Had he not already started getting his act together that would have really scared him. But at the moment it seemed he was merely shocked by the appearance rather than terrified to the very core of his being.
Matters only got worse as his eyes settled on the familiar woman that arrived on the creature. Or at least the familiar helmet and jumpsuit that he assumed belonged to the same woman from before. He stood silently, his posture revealing the extreme amounts of discomfort he felt at that moment. He listened silently to Miles, his eyes darting over to watch him as he spoke. This man had so much confidence. Where did he get that? Why could not he have that sort of confidence? Oh...right.
Clearing his throat Yoizuki would timidly raise a hand, eyes darting between Miles and Ten as he spoke. "I-I am. Ready. I mean that I am ready for the mission to start. We should hurry. It would be bad to draw attention and I really really want to do a good job." A bit of eagerness entered his voice at this point, like a child who was ready to prove that he was one of the big kids too. The longer he waited the more intense the nerves would get and the tougher it would be to act when the time finally came. This mission was sink or swim for him. And he could not swim.
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Post by Ten on Jul 11, 2018 9:54:36 GMT -5
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A leather-cased finger held to her phone as the face of her helmet turned up toward the pair, the device's screen going blank before her hand moved blindly to fasten it back in its case at her hip. Her eyes connected with Miles' through the black of her helmet, though their focus was fully disguised by the intensity of its dark tint. Apollo appeared to lose interest in his search as the young man revealed a tightened fist from his pocket, the steel bird stretching out its silver wings from its sides briefly to loosen their muscles.[break][break]
Ten turned her head to gaze northward as the pair finished with their thoughts, staring silently into the dense forest bordering the lake ahead, their targets' apparent destination for the night. It took a moment to reorganize her thoughts. His plan contradicted the one she'd kept quietly to herself.[break][break]
''I don't plan on using my equipment,'' she revealed.[break][break]
Her voice sounded hollow in the case of her helmet, eyes blinking slow and tired from behind their screen.[break][break]
''I can incapacitate two of the three marks. If I have to.''[break][break]
The woman's gaze pulled carefully to survey the area, curious of anyone might be lingering close enough to hear their conversation. Whether there were or not mattered little to her, as shown by the shift of her boots against the gravel of the earth as she turned to start down the road. Apollo's head lifted as she started forward, eyes settling on the woman as he waited assuredly for her command.[break][break]
A hand reached itself for one of the three scarlet capsules at her belt, the ball giving a soft click as it was removed from her belt before whistling in a familiar pitch as it enlarged in her hand. Its face was turned to her side as the pokémon inside was released, the powerful, muscled form of a gray-skinned Machoke appearing in a flicker of light to stand knelt to the ground, a fist rested against the earth.[break][break]
She returned the shrinking orb to its place as she kept forward, her slow steps doing little to inspire a sense of urgency in either of the pokémon now called for battle.[break][break]
''Carry Rigel.''[break][break]
The Machoke's eyes searched between the unfamiliar pair of grunts before setting his attention on the cocked head of the steel-bodied Skarmory, the bird taking a step forward as it spanned its knife-feathered wings in offer to take flight.[break][break]
''Keep out of sight... And drop on my signal.''[break][break]
Her steps came to a halt as she checked back over her shoulder, ensuring that the others had moved to follow before she'd start forward again. Though she'd only been speaking to her pokémon it appeared she hadn't forgotten the rest of her assigned team.[break][break]
The pokémon were obedient in following her instruction, the sturdy Machoke's weight inspiring the Skarmory to shed a few pounds as it climbed its muscled form on for a ride. It took only a sharp flap of Apollo's wings to loose a few steely feathers, the pointed ends driving like daggers into the soil in an impromptu ᴀᴜᴛᴏᴛᴏᴍɪᴢᴇ.[break][break]
Ten's helmet turned back toward the path. The kindly dinner offer had already slipped her work-focused mind.
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Post by Miles Valdez on Jul 14, 2018 11:19:17 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","Dragonbox"] [attr="class","Dragonhdr"] [attr="class","Dragonpostdiv"] [attr="class","Dragonpost"] Using weapons was against 'the way' if the opponents were unarmed or his opponent(s) were attempting to play for 'keeps' as such Miles had little use for the dominator outfit outside of its tracking feature and smaller amenities. Even more it was hot and wearing such dark colors underneath his normal clothes in the Johto summer wasn't happening. [break][break] "Well if nothing else you're honest. Let your balls drop a little and we might have a full ass man on our hands." He'd slap the man's back as a means of encouragement perhaps a bit too hard as was, but the gesture was there. Honestly the kid already was better than most of the scumbags he'd had to work with in the past. This guy still seemed to have something of a heart and for that alone Miles wouldn't mind working with him even if he'd have to do most of the heavy lifting. Even more, there was little he could do about it now anyways. Not like he could exchange his mission partner. [break][break] When the helmet clad lady spoke up again Miles turned halfway toward her shrugging. It seems he'd missed his shot from the three-point line, but he'd go up for a layup later, and maybe that would end up in a beautiful lakeside dinner. That of course was down the line. "Well what a coincidence. Me either." Miles spoke on using the Virus equipment. "Only equipment I brought with me is my god given equipment, but I'm sure that'll be more than enough, you can belie' dat." He'd pull a single fist from his pocket flexing his fingers anticipating a fight. He didn't plan on simply swinging on the opponents but he was ready if or when it came down to it.[break][break] "2 outta 3, yeah? that's a brave assessment. I knew you were my type'a girl. That said with no complications I can do about the same pretty easily. So how about this you take a guy I take a guy and whoever finishes first can help out the iron giant over here deal with his. I'm feelin like that's a pretty solid plan." He'd place his arms behind his head as the two moved toward the target site scarlet eyes lazily peeking through the trees searching for his targets. [break][break] Vertigo High[break][break] The woman had taken the time to call out a second pokemon of her own having them work together to move forward through the wooded area. As they continued forward Miles would fall silent now listening for the targets as they entered the immediate area. The first thing that sounded was the slamming of a something into a tree before three snooty laughs erupted not too far in the distance. Eyes would watch three finely dressed trainers speaking between their laughs. [break][break] Who cares if they get hurt they're pokemon they're supposed to take a beating. And I'm sure daddy would buy us all others. Rare pokemon are expensive but our happiness is priceless!" The other two jokers a group of two brothers and a sister simply continued to laugh Miles couldn't exactly what pokemon they had from afar but it was apparent they were all injured severely.[break][break] Miles with a certain rage in him would step up his tongue sliding against his teeth pure rage in his eyes. "New plan do what you want, but I'm not lettin' em hit another one of these pokemon." And with that the teenager would charge forward. Miles was tolerant of many things, but abusing anyone simply because they could wouldn't fly for the spiky toothed boy and as such he'd remedy this situation immediately with or without the help of his partners.[break][break]
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Oh dear. I-is this what really what I signed up for...?
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Post by Yoizuki Haruyama on Jul 16, 2018 21:24:33 GMT -5
Yoizuki forced a smile toward Miles at he spoke, only for his expression to turn to one of sheer panic as the man moved to touch him. The grunt flinched and cringed as he twisted his body to avoid the motion, only to fail and receive that blow square on the back. A soft whimper slipped through his clenched teeth as it happened, his heart racing as he stumbled forward slightly to regain his footing after his strange attempt at contortion. His breathing became heavy as he struggled to regain himself, the panic lingering in his eyes as he stared down at the ground.
After a moment he would be able to look in Miles' general direction, though still avoiding direct eye contact. "Please.... Please do not touch me. I would very much appreciate it. I am sorry." He straightened his poster as he spoke, tugging at his jacket and gloves to fix any parts of his outfit that may have been put out of place by his desperate movements. Brows knit together in worry as he listened to the other two grunts, his heart skipping a beat at the implication of their words. Did neither of them bring their suits? Or their virus balls? The hacker tugged at his collar, looking down at the dominator suit that was hidden underneath his layers of clothing. Well...if they were going to use it maybe he shouldn't either?
The 'iron giant' drooped a bit as Miles shared his plan. Was it already so obvious that he wasn't cut out for this? Before they had even seen him or his pokemon in action that had written him off as a pathetic waste that was going to need saved. Worst of all he knew they weren't wrong. He couldn't be relied on. Not for this, not for anything. But that was why he had to try harder than anyone else. To prove that even though he was totally incompetent, lacking in strength or talent, he could at the very least contribute to the team. The grunt would nod to the ground, his voice cracking slightly as he gave his timid response. "That uh.... That sounds good."
The large awkward man would follow behind the other two, a hand reaching into his jacket to pull out a pokeball. As they walked he would bring it up to his lips and whisper quietly, keeping a bit of distance between himself and the other two in hopes they may not hear him. "Snacky? Can you hear me? Oh I hope you can hear me. Listen to me Snacky. I need you to help me. Please. I'm begging you. Please. Don't kill anyone, don't eat anything, just help me. We just need to stop these trainers and save their pokemon. Can you please do this? For me?" He would look at the pokeball with pleading eyes, hoping beyond hope that the words had reached his ferocious teammate.
As the target group came into view Yoizuki would find himself in shock of the group's treatment of the pokemon. A gloved hand clasped over his mouth to stifle a gasp, his eyes wide with horror as the spoiled children abused their helpless pokemon. He looked down at Miles, swallowing heavily as he nodded his head. "Y-yes. Yes we need to act quickly you are right. On your mark I am ready to act." Spidery fingers clutched his pokeball, pale knuckles turning even whiter beneath the fabric of his gloves. The grunt was sure that his teammates could hear his heart, as it felt like it was about to beat out of his chest. This was it. The real deal. He was going to officially become a criminal.
For Holly.
619 WORDS Let's do a crime! THANK YOU MALIA TATE FROM ADOXOGRAPHY |
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Post by Ten on Jul 30, 2018 10:43:48 GMT -5
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The exchange between the two proved to be of little consequence to the helmeted woman, her pokémon too showing their focus on their work as they disregard the short-lived interaction, Apollo's lightened metal wings spreading to take to the air with Rigel's weight at his back. The pair disappeared into the dense canopy of pine needles overhead, leaving the group of trainers to travel toward their destination on foot. Her teammate's proposed plan wasn't met with so much as a nod as she kept her eyes ahead, though her lack of an argument may have clued that she was content enough with the idea.[break][break]
There was no sign of either of the pokémon that had been sent to scout ahead as the trio grew close enough to hear the voices of their targets, the quiet having settled around them undisturbed thanks to the Skarmory's caution. The beat of his metal wings was soft as he gently knit his way through the grove, pulling ahead to turn and circle a wide berth over the three trainers making a game of their pokémon's suffering. Rigel leaned to peer over the bird's shoulder at the sound of laughter, a sturdy arm braced across the surface of his knee as he searched each trainer and pokémon for their potential.[break][break]
Ten didn't slow at the sound, the face of her helmet directed dead ahead as her gaze swam to rest toward the voices now none too far away. Her boots only found themselves to a halt once the trainers themselves came into view, their finely pressed clothes scarcely able to be made out through the thickly grown trees as they toyed with their injured pokémon, the creatures shapes difficult to make out through between the density of the forest and their distance from her position. She stood like a statue, visor locked toward the unwary trainers as her partner whispered a change of plans.[break][break]
There were no objections from her.[break][break]
A leather-gloved hand reached for the remaining pokémon at her belt as the redhead charged in ahead of them, the brief flash of light dampened by the heavy shadow of the trees overhead. [break][break]
''Circle. Ignition on my command.''
[break][break]The glow gave way to the sleek, muscled figure of a tawny-muzzled Houndoom as her muffled voice faded, the black-furred hound's capsule being returned to its place at her trainer's hip.[break][break]
Sirius' slender tail snaked in eager anticipation as her wild stare shifted sidelong, gaze fixated on the bright yellow helmet of her master from the corner of her eye. The corners of her jowls twitched in her insatiability, jaws parting with due caution as a black fog of poison swelled over the pink of her tongue, the sᴍᴏɢ seeping slowly from between the gaps of her pointed fangs.[break][break]
She broke swiftly from her trainer's side, leaving a heavy trail of toxin in her wake as she moved to slink her way around their targets, aiming to cut off any route of escape.[break][break]
''You'll be caught in the fire if you don't step forward.''[break][break]
The warning toward Yoizuki was spoken with little care, voice quiet and soft as she stepped forward. She'd have little time to prepare with the more enthusiastic of her partners darting on ahead.[break][break]
''Team Virus values the lives of humans above those of pokémon -'' she began in cryptic assurance, voice raising so as to catch the group's attention as she stepped forward to pull free of the shadows disguising her black-clad figure.[break][break]
Ten had no fear in revealing herself to the group, the impassive mask of her helmet disguising whatever expression may lie hidden beneath as her visor rest its focus on the trio and their pokémon. She seemed relaxed, posture loose and calm as she addressed them in nonchalance. Her helmet cant slightly as her gaze centered on who appeared to be the eldest the trainers, as of yet unconcerned by their injured party. [break][break]
''This will be your only chance to surrender.''[break][break]
Whatever the actions of her party were, Ten seemed to have her mind on a very singular track.
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Post by The Nature Hoot on Jul 30, 2018 14:05:54 GMT -5
[nospaces] [attr="class","Vgentempbox"] [attr="class","Vgentemptitle"]Trainer 1 "Pff ha ha ha these dorks lookin; to battle? Let's get em boys. I want the one with the yellow helmet, I might take it off and take her on a date after we're done slapping her geeky friends around.~" [attr="class","Vgentempdiv"]
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[attr="class","Vpokenamebox"] [attr="class","Vpokename"]Lickilicky [attr="class","Vpokeinfo"]Normal- FEMALE - LEVEL 31- Cloud nine
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A man's strength is determined by his ability to provide.
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Post by Miles Valdez on Aug 6, 2018 8:39:26 GMT -5
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"Appallin'."[break][break]
People and Pokemon alike were property to the entitled kids and looking at the bruises to the pokemon already thrown out Miles didn't care much to fight the pokemon. No instead he'd focus on something different entirely. He still didn't have faith the tallest of the three would be able to put up much of a fight, but thankfully the masked fighter seemed to know a thing or two judging by the strength of her pokemon. [break][break]
The trainer would call out the sole pokemon he brought with him, his first and truest partner. A rhyhorn who roared upon his release. "Distract, try not to hurt the pokemon anymore I'll handle the rest, aye. Also keep it down a bit ya know how ya get." The ground type simply huffed before moving forward against the Ambipom The rhyhorn would charge it's horn spinning not unlike a drill charging the pokemon The ambipom already injured from the abuse. The fakeout however wasn't for the pokemon no it was for the trainer. As the opposing trainer prepared to order his attack Miles would leap from behind the ground type having used its body as a sort of cover the fighter would move past the battling pokemon immediately striking the trainer in question a fist landing in the man's gut. Before a second found home in his nose.[break][break]
The ambipom looked more confused than anything and prepared to do something to defend its trainer but rhyhorn would stand guard the rock pokemon's eyes simply shaking his head in the negative. Thankfully the ambipom didn't seem too loyal especially after the treatment prior. A leg would find itself behind the supposed dancer's quickly tripping the man. Miles quickly straddling the boy his hoodie masking most of face glowing scarlet eyes focused on the rich trainer as another two fists slammed into the man's chest.
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"How's it feel?" The question is delivered with more than a bit of venom. "Since you're prepared to hit someone then surely you were prepared to get hit right?" The hoodie clad fighter would kneel into the trainer's chest directly atop his sternum. "A groan isn't an answer, bud try again." The knee grew deeper and the cry more severe until finally an I'm sorry was heard amidst the cries. "Oh so your sorry? Well that's a start. But here's the deal. I'll be taking this ambipom since you really don't deserve it. And your buddies are losing they're pokemon too. Just so we're all clear." The man would attempt a minor protest but a swift blow to the side of the head would cut any disagreements short leaving the wealthy trainer only with whimpers.
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With the first of the three handled Miles' would slide a second hand across his face knocking the trainer out. An odd looking pokeball would strike the ambipom from behind effectively stealing the abused pokemon. Hopefully his other two comrades were doing alright. Miles' focus turning toward the larger of his teammates seeing as that one produced most of his concerns.
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Rhyhorn lv 31
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Oh dear. I-is this what really what I signed up for...?
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Post by Yoizuki Haruyama on Aug 16, 2018 12:56:50 GMT -5
Every step grew more and more difficult as they drew near to the moment of conflict. The uncomfortable giant clutched the ball in his hand as he did his best to keep his breathing slow and study, a battle which he was slowly losing. His steps would eventually slow, coming to a complete stop as Ten released her houndoom. He remembered that pokemon from some time ago when he and Snacky accompanied her on a mission. That canine was even more terrifying than before, the grunt watching with wide eyes as the toxic fumes spilled out of her mouth. It wasn't until Ten spoke up that he would suddenly snap back to his senses, his pace suddenly quickening as he scurried forward to keep up with the others. Yoizuki would follow behind Ten as she stepped up to challenge the trainers, lips tucked into his mouth as he watched the woman so confidently make her demands. His gaze darted upward for a moment, eyes squinting as he struggling to make out the shape of the bird carrying the muscular pokemon overhead. Were they just going to drop down and assault these people? The did say they didn't intend on using the tools provided by Virus... Attention then fell to the pokeball in his hand, his lungs expanding to take in a shaky breath. He could do this. He *had* to do this. There was no room for failure in an organization like this. Hopefully he could trust Snacky to handle things. Yet as much as he prepared it seemed that he wasn't ready for the battle to come. He had never faced another trainer in battle before. What was he supposed to do? What were the rules? Were there any rules at all in a fight like this? The giant grunt took a step back, panic showing clearly in his eyes as he was faced by the injured large tongued pokemon. The moment he locked eyes with the weary pokemon he would throw his arm forward, tossing the pokeball in his grasp. "Please Snacky! Please stop this trainer!"From the burst of light emerged a massive snorlax, the beast letting out a terrible screech the moment it materialized. As unpleasant as the sound was for all in the vicinity, the brunt of the sound was directed toward Lickilicky and her trainer, both of which would recoil and cover their ears as the sounds pounded against their eardrums. The trainer mouthed a few words, but Yoizuki was unable to hear them over the dreadful sound of his pokemon. Even if he could he wouldn't have been able to register them, the sheer terror of his pokemon taking hold of the man's mind. Usually when he screeched like that it meant he was about to unleash his fully fury on his opponent. And yet the man felt powerless to stop him, simply staring in awe at Snacky as he charged forward. However it seemed Lickilcky was able to hear her trainer, her massive tongue extending as she sharply turned her head to power whip her tongue toward the attacking pokemon. The tongue lashed against the snorlax's plump belly, leaving quite a mark on his skin. Yet the attack only seemed to spur the pokemon forward, his face twisting into an even more intense snarl as he tucked his body in and allowed his momentum to carry him. The rollout would plow right over the smaller pokemon, the weight of the pokemon dealing serious damage to the already wounded opponent. Yet he wouldn't stop there. Snacky would continue to roll past the pokemon, abandoning both his owner and opponent. The spoiled trainer would watch in shock as the pokemon came barreling toward him, muscles going tense as he braced for impact. Luckily for them the pokemon's rolling would come to a sudden stop, the roll coming to an end with the snorlax standing at an upright position directly in front of the trainer. Without hesitation the snorlax would reach forward with both arms and pin the trainer's arms to their side. The victim would squirm and yell in fear, but the Snacky would not relent. "Snacky what are you doing!? Please do not-" Before the words could leave the trainer's mouth the snorlax's would lean forward, placing the trainer's head in his mouth and biting down. Yoizuki watched in horror, falling to his knees as he looked at his pokemon with his mouth ajar. "I-I did not mean to..." As the tears started to well up Snacky would turn to face his trainer, his mouth still clamped around the head of the still squirming trainer. It took a moment for the grunt to register the situation, but it seemed that Snacky's attack wasn't as brutal as he first thought. Rather than crunching down on the trainer's head he exercised restraint, clamping down around the trainer's neck to hold him in place without causing serious damage. Though it certainly seemed like a disgusting situation. Tears returned to the grunts eyes as he got to his feet and stepped forward, the fear that previously overtook him being replaced with genuine gratitude. "Snacky! My friend...Thank you so very very much. I promise you the most amazing meal when we get back, I swear to you!" With his heart filled with joy and a surge of confidence teary eyes would turn to the Lickilicky, a weak smile appearing on his face as he reached into his bag and pulled out a potion. The man took a few cautious steps toward the pokemon, the pink gourmet watching him with distrust in his eyes. The grunt would stoop forward, spraying the potion onto the injured pokemon's wounds. "I am sorry that my friend hurt you. We were sent to help you and your friends, you know. We know they did not treat you well. We saw it. We want to help you." As he finished applying the potion and slid the bottle back into his bag he would stand back at his full height, looking down at the pokemon. "M-maybe you would like to come with us? For the meal, I mean. I am sure I could scrounge enough food for all of us to have a good meal. Does that sound like something that you would be interested in?"  lvl 31 Snorlax (Thick Fat)Screech | Crunch | Heavy Slam | Chip Away |High Horsepower | Rollout
Snacky used Screech!
Lickilicky used Power Whip!
Snacky used Rollout!
Snacky trapped the opposing trainer and put their head in his mouth!
Yoizuki used a potion to heal Lickilicky's wounds!
Yoizuki attempted to befriend Lickilicky!1,062 WORDS Let's make a friend! THANK YOU MALIA TATE FROM ADOXOGRAPHY |
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