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Old November 5th, 2016 (10:20 PM).
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A BATTLE WITH BANDITS


MARCELINE
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Likes: Weapons, Being Loud, Sleeping
Dislikes: Stick-in-the-Muds, Responsibility






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BATTLE


From the Forest they descend! The Bagel Bandits! This time, at least. Throughout the RP our rescuers will run into more than just wild Pokemon and the occasional baddie. They'll run into bigger threats that lurk in the bowels of the dungeon they explore and these threats must be acknowledged properly! These battles will be signified by the dungeon border with the image and some information about the opponents our Rescuers must fight!

Alright. So what?


So... You need to fight! Important Battles such as these occur before, during, or after important events in the RP. The majority of these battles must be completed before moving on to the next part of the dungeon or the next section of the storyline. As such, most if not all Battles are not escapable and any attempts to do so will surely be thwarted! Sorry to all our cowards out there. Though this doesn't mean you can't just hide and cry the entire time, but that's not very teamwork-oriented is it?

Unlike in the Mystery Dungeon games, there are no restrictions on items that are allowed to be used during a Battle as long as it is being used properly and fairly. What does that mean? You're items are important! You might have a limited store of them, but they might save your life one of these days. ;)

Yo... But... This seems kinda hard.


Yes, Battles will be more difficult than your average stroll through the tall grass, unfortunately for you. However, all Battles are winnable so it's up to you to figure out how to do it! ;) Well... Actually. That's a lie. Not all battles are winnable. Either because our Rescue team failed to succeed or because we've made it painfully obvious that you won't win a fist fight with your enemy. In these cases, you'll have to think of alternative ways to win the Battle that doesn't involve directly defeating your opponent. It's important to note that sometimes the best way to win is to lose. There are no free rides in The Frozen Gate, your Pokemon can faint and they probably will at some point during the RP. We are counting on your honesty and understanding as an RPer to determine when your 'mon has reached their limit. Lights out means lights out, but never fear! Fainting doesn't come with harsh punishments! If the entire team is defeated in battle they will black out and reawaken in another part of the dungeon (chosen by random) and will lose some of their items (chosen by random). The story will then continue on! There will be points in the RP where fainting will affect the storyline (and in more ways than the NPC remembering that this is your second try).

The odds seem stacked against me here.


Never, never! We're all in this together, after all! Your GMs are here to help! The Battle post will always have information about the Battle. It will show the image of who you're fighting/trying to defeat (typically the largest picture with the most information) and who they're allied with (smaller pictures with less information). The image of the main enemy will give you information about their level, skills, and personality. If they have henchmen then those henchies will be pictured below the main enemy. To find their information just hover over their image! Sometimes (but not always) along with the Battle information will be extra information that may hint at the best way to win the Battle. Pay attention! It could be written plain as day or hinted at in the normal Battle information.

Fight wisely! Glade Springs is counting on you!

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RECRUITMENT!: SEEDOT



SPROUT
LVL 13 | Early Bird | Enlightened Bagel Bandit
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Likes: Nice 'Mon, Helping People, Hanging out with Friends
Dislikes: Bad Guys


Sprout's plea fell on deaf ears. His friends... No... Former friends were more willing to listen to Marceline than to understand the errors of their ways. Wobbo had shown him the light and now he felt as though he had failed his new found friends and his old allies. The little Seedot was afraid to fight the Bagel Bandits now. They all looked ready to fight the Rescue Team--ready to fight him! He shook a little, but he was prepared. He hadn't known these guys for long, but he felt he already had a connection with Caz, Matthew, Wobbo, Ryuka, Charcoal, Machlah, and even the timid Filmore. Before the fight began he looked towards Caz and Matthew. Even knowing his hideous past, would they still accept him?



"Can I come along?"

RECRUITMENT


Recruitment is a very simple and very useful mechanic in the RP. After talking to, defeating, or helping an enemy in a dungeon there is a chance that they will ask or be willing to be recruited. When they ask an Recruitment post will be made which shows an image of the Pokemon who can be recruited and some information about them. There will be points in the RP where having a volunteer on your side will be helpful. Maybe even necessary.

Unrecruited 'mon that you ask to join your Rescue team can say no. At the same time, you can also say no. If you don't like the 'mon you're recruiting you can kick 'em to the curb! But don't be too mean! The 'mon you recruit or don't recruit can just as easily become enemies. Be careful who you decide to be mean to!

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    Wobbo Arrives And Then Stuff Happens And The Seedot Joins Without Much Trouble Wobbo Just Sorta Had To Ask
    In which exactly what I said in the title happens well maybe not exactly but close enough.


    “Wait…” the voice of Wobbo called out, waddling slowly up to the commotion from the back. He took one look at the Audino’s bat and grimaced. “You folks are doing sports? Count me out.”

    “Th….There’s so many of them!” Ryuka stated fearfully as soon as he saw how many newcomers there were.

    “Y-yeah!” the Swadloon said to Ryuka, doing his best to appear intimidating. “S-so you guys should just surrender, and nobody has to get hurt! ...please?”

    Matthew narrowed his eyes at the Audino, “Heh, you think you can take down a fighter? Bring it on!” He cracked his knuckles and gazed about at the bandits, “I can take you all down! Just watch me! You’re getting a close up look at a fire catcher! Now time for you all to catch some fire!” The Machop took in a deep breath, then parted his lips as a powerful Flamethrower shot out from his throat, aiming right at the Audino herself.

    “Welp,” Wobbo sighed, waddling up behind the Seedot who seemed to be on their side now. The Wobbuffet projected a Safeguarding aura to his allies and looked down at his new companion. “Looks like there’s gonna be a bit of a rough’n’tumble. You wanna sit this one out, lil’ buddo?”

    “S-Sit this one out?” Sprout looked from Wobbo and then to the ensuing battlefield with nervousness. He wasn’t that great of a fighter as evidenced by their last battle, but he still wanted to help! How could he prove that he believed in the rescue team’s cause if he didn’t help? But he wasn’t as high leveled as some of his old allies. Would he even be of help? “I don’t know. I want to help! But what if I lose again?”

    “You could always help me out if you want to,” the Wobbuffet said with a shrug and a reassuring smile. “If there’s anything I’m comfortable with, it’s delegating responsibility. I’ll keep ya out of trouble.”

    Even though Sprout didn't actually have a mouth it was clear that he was smiling. “Alright! Let's do it then!”
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    Caz, and the Double Team

    She had taken her time, but Marceline was finally on the scene and the Lotad could finally consider himself free. Now that a fight was soon to begin he had to find an opponent. He inched away from Filmore and his captors, both to give himself space and to get close to whoever he wanted to tussle with. But who? Not any of those guys from the first fight, but that Machlah guy… They seemed easy. The Lotad opened his mouth as Marceline and Matthew’s fight began and readied for a Bubbles towards the gro--

    “Hey!” Lotad nearly choked on his bubbles when the voice came from beside him. It was the always impatient Helioptile. He could feel the electricity coming off freshly Charged ‘mon. As usual, he didn’t give Lotad time to respond. “Back me up on this.”

    “What?!” The Lotad was thrown all kinds of ways off guard. “Back you up on what!?”

    “Just do some water stuff, trust me!” The Helioptile gave Lotad a thumbs up and a wink. He couldn’t even ask what this “water stuff” was for before the Helioptile turned away and fired a Thundershock straight for one of the students: the Cacnea, Caz. This wasn’t who he had planned to fight, but under the pressure of the Helioptile’s swift and unexpected action he participated anyways and backed the Thundershock up with a Bubble, though it was delayed.

    Caz heard the crackle of an electric attack, and saw two of the Bagel Bandits attack with a Thundershock and Bubble attack. One of them being the sour Lotad. He had an idea. “Ey, get a load a this, you low lives!” With a quick motion, Caz spun rapidly, kicking up a Sand Attack to try and deflect the oncoming attacks.

    He span as rapidly in place as he could, to try and create a strong enough response. He wasn’t really worried about the types, but he had been roughed up earlier. The sand Caz kicked up dispersed the attack, spreading some of the electricity wildly in another direction and some into the ground, though others stayed their course. The Sand Attack didn’t deter the Helioptile. He ran through the Sand Attack at full speed, and aimed a Pound at Caz.

    With a *thud*, Caz was hit hard by the Helioptile while spinning. After sliding across the dirt, the Cacnea jumped back onto his feet and yelled, “EY, you’re gonna hurt now!” Sucking in air, he quickly shot a Poison Sting attack at the Helioptile, aiming between the eyes. He knew he could take the Lotad, but wanted to try hindering the Electric-type bandito. The bandit, however, sidestepped Caz’s attack with ease.

    “Ow! You were right that really did hurt!” The Helioptile teased. “Dish out more like that and you're sure to win!”

    From behind, Lotad could hear the Helioptile's teasing, but he had hardly gotten to the wall of sand in the air by then. He wasn't as fast as his partner. He had a lot of feet but they were also really stubby. Before he was able to reach them and flurry of needles burst out at him and he was hit dead on by the Poison Sting. He yelped from the shock and pain from the sudden attack. This wasn't what he signed up for.

    “Hey, Bron!” Lotad yelled out as the Helioptile threw out another Thundershock. “A little warning next time will ya?!’

    “Yo, I saw that, Brotad,” Wobbo the Wobbuffet commented, moseying on by. “Not cool on your buddy’s part. I’d ditch the guy, if I were you. Nice hat, by the way.” And with that, he wobbled onwards to other things.

    Caz was hit by the Thundershock directly. Though he was a Grass-type, he still felt the power behind it. He wobbled for a moment, but when he saw the Lotad in pain, he smirked. “Nah, but it hurt your buddy, eh?” He laughed as he was able to get a dead shot at the other mon without knowing it.

    But, he brought his serious smirk. “Let’s try that again, eh” He leaped forward at the Helioptile, rating up a Needle Arm attack. The spines glowed white and sharpened, his arm was pumping and his body felt light. He tried to swing his arm right down onto the bandit’s skull.

    While Lotad was totally taken off-guard by Wobbo’s sudden appearance and exit he had to agree. That wasn’t cool and it did hurt! Bron didn’t seem to notice at all until Caz mentioned something and he turned to look at Lotad quizzically.

    “You got hit by that Slowpoke’s move?” His face turned into one of pitying disappointment. “You can see his stuff coming a mile away, man!”

    “What!?” Lotad exclaimed. “There was no way I could have seen that past the sand! And--” his eyes widened “--Look out!” His warning gave the Helioptile enough time to look back and see Caz’s oncoming attack. In no time he zipped out of the way of the attack, but Lotad’s reflexes weren’t nearly as good. Caz’s Needle Arm hit him dead on and his head was slammed into the ground from the force of the attack.

    “Whoa! Not cool!” Bron shouted, absolutely offended by Caz’s interruption of their conversation. “Yo, Wes! Are you okay?” No response came from the Lotad. “Wes!?” There was silence, but sure enough a weak groan escaped the Lotad. It made for… Some kind of response. A response that let Bronwyn know his ally wasn’t dead, but it didn’t look like he’d be back in this fight. Bron frowned. “Alright, it’s time for me to go into Maximum Overdrive!” Bron Charged up once more before sending a powerful Thundershock towards Caz’s way.
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    MATTHEW VS. MARCELINE

    Marceline giggled and then laughed at Matthew's speech. He was such a tough guy! She liked it, but her laughing distracted her from the oncoming flamethrower. The blast hit her dead on and her laugh turned into a shriek of surprise. She jumped out of the flames path, letting it continue past her whole she looked at her bat, now inflamed, in horror.

    “Hey you little brat!” Marcy yells at Matt as she tried to exhaust the flames on her bat. “I'm trying to play nice with you but I can't do that if you mess up my stuff!” She should have gotten the metal one, definitely, but how could she have foreseen something like this? “So why don't you return the favor and cool off a bit?!” She swung her still flaming bat at Matthew while she spoke. Dang, she shoulda been a water type. It didn't matter anyways. Water or not, she'd still rock this kid’s world.

    Matthew had initially started smirking when his opponent caught on fire, but wasn’t expecting the flaming weapon to be swung his way! The Machop let out a yelp and quickly crossed his arms in front of his face to protect himself. The bat smacked into his left forearm, with a loud whacking sound echoing around the area. The Machop normally wouldn’t be that hard hit by the attack. He had a lot of endurance, sure, but he had also neglected to have a berry after the last scramble he had with the three bandits from before. The fighter staggered back and rubbed at his arm, “Well, if you don’t like fire, how about this then?”

    Matthew raised his palm over to the side and ran and Marceline. With a battle cry he swung his palm out at her, his Karate Chop whizzing through the air. As the Chop swung down, Marceline shifted her bat to block the attack.

    “Better!” The Audino grinned when she spoke, but her bat, already weakened from the flamethrower, split from the force of Matt’s attack and she stumbled back with the two pieces in her hands. “Dammit! Didn’t we just talk about this!?” She threw the two pieces at Matt in anger. That bat had gotten her through plenty of battles and it wasn’t cheap either! Marcy followed up her attack with a Double Slap, aiming to hit Matt once for each time she’d never get to swing her bat again.

    Matthew was rather surprised when his attack broke the instrument. However, he didn’t have a chance to recover from his surprise as suddenly normal-type hands were slapping his cheeks left and right. In fact, the slaps really hurt! As the last one hit his right cheeks Matthew couldn’t help but stagger down to the ground. The fatigue from the whole dungeon experience was getting to him, but he still was good for another round. He managed to get back up to his feet and readied his fists, panting a bit. “I’m not… falling now… pant….” The Machop breathed out. “I’m a fighter… and I’m not going to lie down!” His hand curled up into a fist. With a louder cry the Machop shot his fist toward Marceline’s chest, a Fire Punch all he could muster now at the moment. The attack connected with its target. The force of the punch pushed Marceline and forced some of the air from her lungs, but it wasn’t enough to wipe the grin off of her face.

    “You got spirit, kid. I like that.” She lifted her hand and balled it into a fist of her own. “But you’ve got a lot tuh learn.” Her fist glowed green and she pulled her arm back. “Lesson number one: This is how you throw a punch!” Marceline threw a punch of her own right towards Matthew, but instead of aiming for his chest she aimed for his face.

    Matthew was already worn out by this point, and had no chance to block as his face took the hit. The Machop rolled back along the ground, lying still upon the ground as swirls danced about in his eyes.

    Marceline stood above Matthew, her smile ever present. “Damn I do a good job,” she said, rubbing her nose. In a few seconds another figure appeared across from Marceline. Filmore looked down at Matthew in abject horror.

    “You…! Matthew! Is he okay?!”

    “Bah,” Marceline waved her hand dismissively. “He'll live. I pulled my punches.” She admired her work for another second before she seemed to realize something and looked at Filmore with a frown. “Hey! I suggest you back up 'less you want some of this too.”

    “Oh! Uh… N-No th-that's fine,” he replied before meekly walking away. Marceline laughed at the response.

    “S’what I thought.”
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    Machlah had been hitherto silent (though it had sorely wanted to say something when Marcy called it a “kid”). The bravado of these “bandits” hadn’t really fazed it much, given how much it had seen over the years. Still, they weren’t to be underestimated, that was for certain. While Marcy was monologuing, it had been searching out a good target to pick off, and had chosen a Ralts that had been hanging around the back. It did wait until Marci had finished speaking, of course; there was a certain way to go about these things, after all. As soon as Marci and Matthew started tussling, Machlah immediately shot towards the Ralts with a Rollout, trying to take it out in one go.

    Hal wasn’t the biggest fan of attacking people, but he didn’t mind it. Marcy had found Hal at a very young age and looked after him so it wasn’t too bad. He stayed at the back of the group, trying to avoid confrontation, it was inevitable though. Hal felt a gush of wind and looked to see a ball of rock moving at a startling speed toward him, a small yelp was let out as he managed to just get out the way. He looked and saw what he thought was a Golett in the direction that the rock came from, he glared at the Golett. Hal used Double Team and Shadow Sneak to try and get the jump on it.

    Machlah was taken by surprise by the Ralts suddenly hitting it with what was unmistakably a Ghost-type move, and splitting into multiple Raltses besides. It growled, the sound seeming more like a distant rockslide than anything. “Gotta say, whippersnapper, I wasn’t expectin’ a Ghost-type move outta you. Makes this a lot more interesting, ha!” Machlah closed its eyes and fired off a Shadow Punch, trusting the move to guide its fist true.

    Hal didn’t expect the attack to find him, it hurt quite bad, stupid weakness to ghost type moves. “I-I’m stronger than you think. Don’t go assuming stuff!” Slightly frustrated, Hal sent out a dazzling gleam, hoping to stun the Golett temporarily.

    Machlah just managed to dodge the brunt of Hal’s attack, though it grazed Machlah’s back. The golem spun to face the clone it thought the attack had come from.
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      “Ay ay ay ay ay,” A voice called out, and with all the lumbering menace of a bouncy castle Wobbo came forth, stepping protectively in front of the others. “What’s going on over here? Dunno what kinda rules you think we’re using, but I’m pretty sure all the sports with bats in ‘em are non-contact. Gonna have to disqualify the both of ‘em, I think - whaddaya think, co-judge Sproutems?”

      “I think you’re absolutely right!” Sprout replied. “And that’s not the only violations! She--”

      “Heeeyy, watch mouth, Sprout!” Marceline looked over Wobbo and Sprout quizzically before smiling. “And what are you talkin’ about kid? This ain’t a battin’ sport this is a fightin’ sport! So we’re full on contact!”

      “Ohhhh, you mean you’re doing wrestling?” The Wobbuffet asked. “Ain’t that all just fake, old lady? Is it taboo to say that around wrestlers? Am I gonna anger some kinda wrestler union by saying that? I’ll just retract my statement, I don’t have the stomach for an extended slander case…”

      “Extended slander…” Marcy scratched her head. “What are you talking about?” She looked out at the battle field and then to Wobbo. “Shouldn’t you be helping your friends? Unless you tellin’ me you don’t like ‘em.”

      “Nah, they’re cool. I like to think I help out just by being here. Moral support and all,” The Wobbo shrugged, turning momentarily to shout out to a raging battle elsewhere. “Hey Swaddle-o! Keep on rockin’ that leaf coat! That’s style!” Seemingly satisfied, he turned back to the Audino. “Anyway. You considered going professional? That whole bat-fighting thing is like totally something… uh, a wrestler would do. I’ll be honest, I don’t watch wrestling. I hear it pays ok though. With free bagels on breaks.”

      The commotion that Wobbo was making was strange, but Filmore had taken the time to watch. He looked between the distracted Audino and Matthew. There wasn’t much he was allowed to do, but maybe he could work with this.

      “Yeah the bagels are nice,” Marcy agreed. “Hey, you two wanna help me with somethin’?”

      “Absolutely. Your wish is my command, as long as it’s not too big of an ask and I actually feel like doing it,” the Wobbuffet nodded, glancing to one side. “I never did get that role as a genie… guess you can’t count on petty schoolteachers to deal with an adapted dramatic vision.”

      Marceline’s face twisted in confusion, but she didn’t put much thought into whatever Wobbo was talking about. She walked away from Wobbo and Sprout to pull some vines from the tops of trees.

      “I was thinking before I had to knock you two’s lights out you could help me tie up your friends after they get their asses beat.” She gave them a sincere smile. “Whatcha say?”

      “I don’t think you’d want me tying anyone up,” the Wobbuffet assured her. “I guess you could say I’m knot very good at it. Heh heh. You hear that one, Sprout?”

      “Uhh, yeah!” Sprout replied, laughing nervously. Marceline raised an eyebrow at Wobbo before shaking her head and walking over to the fainted Machop.

      “You rescue team kids get weirder and weirder.” She bent down and started tying up the Machop.

      “Woah,” Wobbo exclaimed, waddling over. “Is that an angler’s anchor bend boa hitch knot artillery loop? Never thought I’d see such exquisite rope-tying in my lifetime - do you think you could show me that one again, grandma?” The lumbering Wobbuffet encouraged the Audino with a subtle Encore before turning to his Seedot companion. “Ey Sprout, you think you could help the others out a lil? Think I’ma be busy here with this impromptu rope-tying instructional for a bit of a while.”

      Sprout gave Wobbo a curious but confident look before nodding. “A-Alright. Good luck, Wobbo! Call me back when you need me, Chief!” He turned and ran off to help others. Marceline watched him run off before looking at Wobbo with a brow raised. She stood up after she finished tying up the fainted Machop and scratched her cheek. She had the faint urge to punch that Wobbuffet square in the face with her Drain Punch. Weird…

      “You wanna see that knot tying again?” Such a strange request… Maybe that’s why she wanted to punch him? Marceline folded her arms to keep herself under control. “I could tie you up… Or you could find me one of your friends that’s been KO’d already.” She started laughing. “Or the ones that need me to finish the job!”
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      “Eh, how bad is it I keep whackin’ your buddy while tryin’ to hit you?!” Caz began to laugh hysterically, tears in his eyes. Seeing the Thundershock, he STILL laughed and cackled, his funny bone completely tickled. But, he wasn’t without a plan to react. He began to kick up another Sand Attack to block the Thundershock, but spun left to right, almost as if he couldn’t keep his balance with how much he was laughing. “I wonder if I’ll hit your buddy again with my Sand Attack, eh?!” He laughed again while spinning rapidly, kicking up sand to meet the electric attack.

      “It’s worse for him than it is for me!” Bron replied, too outdone by Wes’s lack of dodging skills. The sand attack deflected many of the attack’s bolts just like it had before. Without waiting long to see the rest, Bron charged through the sand to hit Caz while the sand attack hid him.

      Just as Caz heard the crackle of electric attacks cease, he leapt forward with a winding Needle Arm. He swung, and swung his right hook. “Hey Bagel Bum, take this!” He burst out of the sand and met the Helioptile, swinging his Needle Arm down towards him. The attack landed and the Helioptile was knocked hard to the ground. Another Thundershock erupted from Bron towards Caz.

      “I’m not a Bum you…. Butt!” A great comeback for an even greater attack.

      Caz almost began to spin up another Sand Attack, but when he retorted with that… Caz bursted out laughing, getting hit by the Thundershock. He was laughing nonstop, all while being electrocuted.

      “Bahaha! Aahhhahaha! A butt?! That’s rich, eh! Ahahaha!” Even after the attack subsided, he was shaky from the electric attack, but just began to roll around on his back, howling with laughter at the Helioptile’s poor comeback. Bron frowned hard when he stood up. He didn’t take too kindly to being laughed at by that Cacnea.

      “Hey! I was distracted okay!?” He yelled before throwing another Thunderbolt at the laughing ‘mon.

      “Eurgh, okay, here we go again!” Caz hopped up, and spun another nasty Sand-Attack, pushing harder to hinder the Helioptile and finish this fight. Other ‘mon of the crew were down, or elsewhere and needed to help them.

      So not only did he kick up a Sand-Attack to block the Thunderbolt, he started to spew a rapid Poison Sting, shot all around the Cacnea.
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      THE STRONGEST ATTACK

      “I mean, you could just untie poor lumpy over here and tie him back up again, but ya don’t have to if you don’t wanna,” Wobbo elaborated with a sniff. “You sure you’ve got the energy to keep tying people up? That’s enthusiasm right there. I’d say we both deserve a break. You went one-for-zero, that’s plenty good enough…” The Wobbuffet paused to stretch - or some strange arching of his body that was the result of stretching whilst simultaneously moving as little as possible - and then gestured with his head behind the Audino. “That log looks pretty comfy. And there’s all that mushroom footrest down there, too. That’s luxury. Five star.”

      “Kid you’re too damn weird for this job,” Marceline answered with an even more confused look on her face. “Come over here with me we’re gonna tie up some of your friends!” She grinned with excitement before walking off to the other fights ensuing.

      “If you wanna tie up my friends, you’ll have to survive my strongest attack,” Wobbo informed the Audino. “Take this.”

      Marceline stopped in her tracks and prepared to take the brunt of some powerful attack, but… Nothing came. She turned and raised her brow only to see Wobbo still standing where he was before with a goofy grin on his face.

      “What the hell are you doing?”

      “Dunno what you were expecting,” the Wobbuffet said with a shrug. “I’m a Wobbuffet. Not really possible for me to instigate a fight outside of… iunno, just walking at ya. But that’d just be either inconvenient or inappropriate and I’m not sure which. Probably both.”

      Marceline frowned. “Inconvenient. For you I mean.” She smiled a little bit then. “Kid I want to save you for last so why don’t you let me save ya and quit botherin’ me a bit, huh?” She continued forward into the ongoing fights. She could deal with the Wobbuffet after his pesky friends were out the way. It was time to wrap this up so she could finally take a break.
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      “I can tell you’re plenty strong, young ‘un. ‘S just that a Ghost move isn’t usually somethin’ your species knows how ta do. Where’d ya pick that up?” Without warning, Machlah suddenly shot towards the clone he was facing, going for a solid punch to the head.

      It hit dead on, Hal was struggling to stand up now. “Doesn’t matter” he spat. “Always known it, don’t know how.” He faced the Golem, and tried to smirk slightly. “Heh, good job.” The Ralts put the rest of his energy into the last resort Shadow Sneak.

      The Shadow Sneak hit Machlah dead on, though outwardly the automaton appeared unfazed. It began walking towards Hal, while speaking in a rather parental tone. “I’m thinkin’ I should be congratulatin’ you, young’un. You fought well. Now rest a sec while we finish up this fight.” Machlah snapped off another Shadow Punch at Hal, hoping that this would be the finishing blow on the young ‘mon.

      The Ralts’ eyes could been seen for a split second as they went wide, the attack hit and Hal went down onto the ground, fainted.

      Machlah nodded, satisfied, and went off to see if its help was needed elsewhere. Sprout, who had witnessed the end of the battle, watched Machlah walk off in awe. He ran up to the big rock ‘mon and grinned with his eyes.

      “Whoa you’re strong!” The Seedot said, amazed. “Hey when we get out of this can you teach me summadat?” Sprout looked eager as he waited for Machlah’s reply which would obviously be of acceptance. That look he gave slowly began to disappear off of his face as he watched the tall figure approach Machlah from behind and send a punch speeding towards the Golett.

      Machlah chuckled. “Well, I’m thinkin’ you’re a bit too small for that jus’ yet. Also the whole ‘lack of hands’ thing. Once you evolve, maybe…” The golem’s voice trailed off. “What’s with the wei-”

      It was cut off by a sudden blow from behind. Marceline let out a chuckle when her first connected.

      “Alright, alright. You've had your fun, Rocky, but it's about time to end this. So you wanna come quietly or do I have to smack you again?

      Machlah straightened up slowly, dazed. Even in its current state of befuddlement, it could tell that Marcy was definitely a good bit stronger than it was. “I’m th-th-thinkin’... Gah!” The robot shook its head quickly. “I’m thinkin’ that blow loosened some wires, is what I’m thinkin’.” Machlah folded its arms. “Tsk. No respect for the elderly these days, not one bit…”

      “Elderly?” Marceline looked Machlah up and down. She didn’t seem to notice his age until now. “They really need to put an age limit on this rescue team thing,” she said with a slight chuckle. “Too bad age doesn’t give you a free pass. If you don’t get your mind right in two seconds I’m gonna send another one your way gramps. Now what’s your answer?”

      That age limit comment stung, though Machlah declined to comment on it. It huffed. “No sense a’ patience, either. Anywho, I can tell that you’re quite a bit stronger than I am, so I suppose I’ll come with ya quietly.”
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        RYUKA VS. SWADLOON


        While the other had picked their opponents, the Swadloon nervously scanned his opposition, finding one lone Riolu. He could take him! Maybe… hopefully… right?

        “H-hey you!” he shouted to Ryuka. “I’m g-going to… er… fight you! S-so surrender, or e-else!”

        Hearing this, Ryuka’s ears perked up before he turned to see the Swadloon facing him, prompting him to step back nervously. “M...Me? B...But I don’t wanna fight!”

        “Me neither!” the Swadloon responded, before realizing that wasn’t the best thing for a bandit to say. “I-I mean… tough! Because you’re an explorer, and I’m totally not an explorer at all! N-nope! S-so… take this!” Mustering up his strength, the Swadloon finally took action, launching a string shot straight at Ryuka.

        Ryuka gasped in response to the attack before jumping out of the way, landing on his paws and knees, but quickly getting up afterwards. Realizing he had no choice left but to fight despite his reluctance to do so, he charged towards the Swadloon with a Quick Attack.

        The Swadloon shrieked in terror, defending himself the only way he knew how. He brought his hands to his face, covering himself with his leafy coat and enveloping himself with a protect, bracing for the impact of the Riolu.

        The Quick Attack rebounded harmlessly off the Protect, causing Ryuka to step back a bit from the Swadloon. The Riolu whimpered over the fact that his attack was rendered ineffective before retaliating with Feint, just to make sure his attack would connect for sure if the Swadloon tried Protect again.

        The Swadloon tried again, throwing up another barrier before the Feint completely passed through, smacking him straight in the face and sending him falling back. The Swadloon slowly reoriented himself, silently cursing the fact that he had to fight. He decided to keep himself at his new range, throwing out several Razor Leaves at the explorer, swinging his arms wildly with each toss, hoping to keep the Riolu at bay.

        Ryuka managed to dodge all the leaves except for one that grazed his left arm, causing him to wince in pain. Thankfully, he could still use his arm just fine, though now he was left to try and counter the Swadloon’s ranged attack, which he did so by throwing out a Vacuum Wave.

        Raising his arms again to Protect himself, the Swadloon shrieked again in fear, only to have his barrier fail completely, being blasted away again by the attack. He was nearly down for good, shakily managing to bring himself upright. He couldn’t give up! Not if he wanted to prove himself! Steeling his resolve the Swadloon closed his eyes and winced, before suddenly charging with surprising speed straight at Ryuka in a tackle.

        Caught off guard by the sudden attack, Ryuka only had just enough time to ready a Counter before being struck dead on by the Swadloon’s Tackle. Though he had fallen into a facedown position, Ryuka managed to quickly hop back onto his feet and launch a punch towards the Swadloon that would strike him with twice the power of the Tackle attack he had just hit Ryuka with.

        As soon as Ryuka returned the attack, the Swadloon’s tiny bit of confidence was wiped away in an instant. Taking the full force of his own tackle, he flew back far, before bouncing once off the ground and skidding the rest of the way, finally coming to a stop, cross-eyed and knocked out for good.

        Seeing the Swadloon fall from his last attack, a hint of guilt welled up within Ryuka, prompting the Riolu to approach his unconscious form and tell him, “I...I’m sorry, Mr. Swadloon…”
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        How many times does he get to use that!? Bron couldn’t help but think as the Sand-Attack came forth again. He had never been this sandy in his life! Not even when they were in Meowth’s Port. Bronwyn felt pain as the sand hit him and looked down to see the sand-covered needles sticking into him. The poison in them burned and when he pulled one out the pain multiplied rather than subsided.

        “What the hell!?” Bronwyn cried out as his legs gave out under him and he fell to the ground. “Yo didn’t they tell you stuff like that is illegal!?”

        “Sorry, pal, all my attacks are au naturale.” He chuckled, then hopped towards the incapacitated Bandit and began to wind up one last Needle Arm. “Now, I think it’s time for ya to take a snooze, eh?” Without a moment’s hesitation, after the needles on his arm glowed white, he smacked the Helioptile square on the face.

        After he fist bumped the Helioptile’s face, Caz wearily turned slowly, and saw Machlah was facing Marcy.

        “Oh, crap… this ain’t good. Mac, I’m coming!” Caz ran towards Mac’s side.

        A smile was coming on to Marceline’s face. “That’s what I like to hear. Now I have this rope see…?” She emphasized the rope she had in her hand by giving it a quick shake. As she did she noticed Caz run up and stand by his comrade. Her smile turned into a grin. “Thanks for savin’ the trouble of me walkin’ over there. You quittin’ too?”

        Caz halted, and looked at her with aggression in his eyes. He could see she was a tough cookie, but thought that he could join Mac and take down this Audino. “No way, chick-a-dee! We’re gonna take you down!” Caz began to wind up his right hook, looking over to Mac.

        “C’mon, ey! We gotta take down these Bagel Bums, otherwise, we ain’t gonna end well!”

        “Hey guys what’s up I got a snack,” Wobbo burbled, lumbering into view while munching on a cheri berry. He glanced momentarily at Marceline. “Oh hey again. I got bored. I think I figured out that knot thing. It was pretty great. You guys want some berries?”

        Having defeated his opponent, Ryuka noticed the commotion going on with the Audino and approached everyone there and, fearing said Audino on account of the fact that she had defeated Matthew on her own, hid behind Machlah. By the time Ryuka had come, Marceline’s amused expression turned to that of annoyance.

        “Well don’t you guys know how to come out of the wood works. What happened to my people?” She asked, looking around the forest to see defeated allies and some still ready to fight the ‘mon before her. She grunted before looking back at the rescue team. “Look, you guys aren’t gonna win. Not now, not later. Why don’t you save me the trouble?”

        Machlah looked around at the gathered bandits, then back at its comrades. It heaved a heavy, gritty sigh. “I dunno, everyone. I’m thinkin’ it might be best to pack it in and go with ‘em.” As Machlah spoke to them, the exploration team members may have noticed that Machlah’s eye dimmed for a moment, then flickered back to life. A robotic wink, or just a malfunction?

        Caz turned, and saw Mac’s “malfunction.” However, he was a bit hesitant to even PRETEND to surrender. His legs shook, but he relaxed his arms. “Err… yeah, I guess, eh?”

        He slumped for a sec and fixed his bandana, thinking to himself, “Whaddya thinkin, eh?” He wasn’t too sure about this plan, but Caz knew he was beat up pretty bad. He hoped Mac had a good plan ready.

        “Speakin’ of saving people trouble,” Wobbo yawned. “When’s the whole big surprise reveal on this exercise dealie where it all blows over and we get to have a break? Can’t have a whole morning mentioning bagels and not expect a guy to get peckish before the scheduled lunchtime. And speakin’ of that, didn’t get an answer on those berries. Promise they’re good. Nice and fresh. Locally sourced… from my pockets.”

        “What’re ya talkin’ about a exercise?” Marceline asked with a slight edge to her voice. She decided to ignore the big, blue blob. “Since you’re smart enough to surrender I won’t even waste my time with the rope. Especially since I gotta take care of those guys.” She gestured to her fallen comrades and Matthew. “The rest of my crew will escort you on your way.” Marceline nodded and the Mankey, Flabebe, and Phanpy stepped forward to surround the rescue team members and begin to escort them on their way.

        Fearing what might happen to them, but also too afraid to resist when everyone else has surrendered, Ryuka let out a whimper and went with the bandits without a fight hoping he and his team mates would be alright in the end.

        “Do you guys want a berry?” Wobbo asked the three bagel bandit newcomers, not paying much attention to his supposed capture. “Barely even gettin’ acknowledged by those folks. And I coulda kept these all for myself, too. Guess it comes with the territory - still probably need to break the ice with the buds. How’ve you lot been doing? You rookie explorers too, or you got a li’l experience under your belts? Metaphorical belts, course.”


        The Mankey tensed at “rookie explorers”. The other Bagel Bandits and the nervous Mankey all gave shocked looks before Flabebe forced herself to look away and Phanpy’s expression turned to Mankey.

        “Wh-What?” Mankey stuttered out before swallowing. “What are you talking about? Isn’t it obvious we aren’t your friends?”

        The Wobbuffet shrugged, “I guess without the distraction of actually doing anything, I can’t help but be a li’l perceptive. Continuous refusal to answer on whether you want a berry or not mighta convinced me if my buddy bozos weren’t doing the exact same thing. Guess they’re the heroes this exercise deserves after all.”

        Mankey looked confused, but quickly turned it into a look of anger. “I don’t want any of your dumb berries!”

        “Hey!” Marceline called from behind. She had Matthew hoisted on her shoulder and was helping two other bandits who were beginning to wake up. “Ya’ll shut up and get movin’ aye? You walk slower when you talk.”

        “Y-Yes ma’am!” Mankey called out. The bandits picked up the pace and continued on without another word.
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        Old February 6th, 2017 (7:28 PM). Edited February 7th, 2017 by Kikpanther.
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        Tranquill Forest: Floor 2



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        “Remind me again why we took this stupid job?” The Pancham looked wearied and frustrated at the same time, carrying a large sack behind his back. With an irritated sigh he dropped the bag to the ground, kicking up a small dust cloud and crossing his arms. “Stealing baked goods. Really? That’s the best they could come up with?”

        “Yes, because,” Ivysaur rolled her eyes as she began to recite the quote, “‘Who could start their day without a good bagel? A bad breakfast is a bad crime.’” The Ivysaur dropped her bag beside her partner’s and took a seat on the forest floor. It had been hours since their “grand theft” and they were stuck in the boring part of Tranquill Forest. Not that there was really anywhere to go beyond here, but who had fun dealing with the occasional irritated weedle around these parts? “They couldn’t have gotten held up out there, could they?” She asked, her mind going to Marceline and her bat being bested by a bunch of babies in the woods (say that three times fast).

        “Who, the rookies or our group?” the Pancham asked. He idly took out a muffin from his bag, munching on it and plopping himself to the ground lazily. “If the rookies got lost, then good for us. If the others haven’t gotten creamed yet, then they should be here any second now…”

        “And yet we’ve been here forever...” Ivysaur gave the Pancham a look when he began to eat. “You know we aren’t supposed to eat those.” The bagels were borrowed from the city, so eating them definitely counted as stealing. At least that’s what they were told.

        “Tough,” the Pancham said defiantly. “They’re making me do this stupid mission, I’m going to help myself to the ‘loot.’” Ivysaur opened her mouth to make comment, but ended up closing it to dig into the bag herself.

        “You know what we shoulda done was steal some cheese for these bagels,” she said with a laugh after taking a bite of her own.

        “Should have done anything else…” the Pancham replied. “At least I’ll get promoted after for sure.”

        “Promoted!?” Ivysaur laughed with her mouth full. “Promoted to what? My second in command?”

        “Hah! Like you’ll ever get ahead of me!” the Pancham said with a snort. “Don’t hold your breath.”

        “Oh? You mean like how I’m not ahead of you right now?” She was referring to their competition of who could complete the missions first. Though since they were on the same team it really came down to whoever saw the ‘mon they needed to rescue first. It was a game she was winning fairly despite what some may claim.

        “Oh shut up,” the Pancham said, turning his head. “Just wait for these rookies to show up, yeah?”

        It wasn’t long after the Pancham’s statement that the sound of approach could be heard in front of them. Ivysaur put on her renegade thief face which she thought was pretty good and convincing. Marceline came into the clearing with the rescue team in-training (and Filmore) along with her. Some of their guys didn’t look like they had been so successful in whatever had gone on in the forest, but they came out victorious. Obviously. Or else those rookies wouldn’t be looking so pathetic.

        “Can you believe this!?” Marceline shouted as she came in, showing her prized bat broken in the middle. “I thought this was supposed to be without casualties!”

        And I thought you weren’t supposed to fight anyone. Ivysaur thought when she noticed the Machop’s condition. “You’ll get a new one. You guys shoulda dumped those losers in the swamp if you’re that mad about it,” Ivysaur said with an evil grin. Marcy just grumbled in response as she led the group to their designated Prisoner’s Corner which looked kind of like a playpen you’d put kids in. Except it had spiky sticks as its fence to look really menacing.

        “Wait, they lost!?” the Pancham exclaimed, struggling to contain his laughter. “And you guys wanted to be explorers? Please!”

        Ivysaur chuckled. “Cut them some slack. This is probably the first time they’ve been anywhere bigger than their backyards. They don’t know how to handle the big kids.”

        “Clearly,” the Pancham, said smugly, eyeing over the recruits intently. “Guess they'll never learn now.”

        Ivysaur laughed again. “If you guys don’t make a fuss we won’t beat you up. Looks good for a ransom ya’know?”

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