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Psi looked at the old man with wary eyes. Ok, he wasn't an old man. But definitely... Old enough. He knew today that they would be challenging this man. Psi tried to read him, but derived nothing from staring at the gym leader.

Psi figured he was a sort of... Veteran. He had been with Rudy the longest. He ought to have picked up some moves, battling with a variety of people.

He was going to win.
 
Caleb Norman, usually called Norman when referred to as a gym leader, walked to the far end of the room. Guessing it was the proper thing to do, Rudy placed himself in the opposite end of the room.

Norman lifted his gaze and looked very serious. His gym leader face.

"I will battle you, Rudy. But you should know that one cannot always win. Your pokémon are young and inexperienced at being with a trainer. Lessons are always to be learned, maybe better as early as possible."

Rudy didn't quite understand what his father meant with all this. Of course he'd win! He was so excited! He raised an eyebrow. "So send out your soldier already!"

Norman didn't even sigh. He pulled forth a pokéball and sent out... A Slakoth.

Rudy smiled. "Haha! I've fought one of those before. I even have one on my team! You'll see, I'll defeat it easily! Hmmm..."

He contemplated on what pokémon to use. Maybe Claw? But maybe his fathers Slakoth was stronger. Maybe Psi? Or Desert? Or Buzz or Scrapper since they had defeated Claw upon capture. Or test out Baggy's power? ((OOC: Oh yes, he's calling him Baggy xD))

Finally, Rudy tried to look serious, above all his excitement, and sent out his first pokémon.



((OOC: Sometimes in battle, I will probably choose what pokémon to send out. But this time, the first one who wants to post gets to battle Norman's Slakoth. He might have several Slakoth on his team... but other normal types as well. You may make Slakoth use any attack you think it might know around level 25. Oh yes, Norman isn't weak. If you're stumped, look here: https://www.serebii.net/pokedex-bw/287.shtml

Write the whole battle against this Slakoth in your post. You will lose. But make it spectacular! This battle is meant to teach Rudy's over confidence a lesson and make him decide to go on a journey through Hoenn. After your post, someone else may post reactions/POV posts, but I will post about Rudy sending out the next pokémon. ))
 
[OOC]
I was going to force my will upon a pokemon's personality, but I've decided that I find the idea disgusting, and a slakoth seems a perfect opponent for Desert, which would also give me an excuse for using a fragment of the personality I'd developed.

[IC]
Desert stepped forward. He'd been watching others battle, and he wanted to have one of his own, now. He looked at the sloth on the other side of the room. She appeared a little taller than Desert's new teammate, which was not entirely due to actual hieght, so much as a sort of atmosphere that surrounded her. She didn't have the sleepiness of the sloth that Rudy caught. Instead, she had something casual, controlled. She was strong, and knew it.

Desert got himself into a defensive posture, and waited. A moment passed, then another. There was much tension, for Desert's part at least. Nearly consciously, he wondered if his tensile strength would hold if tested.

"Hey," the opposed slakoth grinned, "you go first."

Desert stopped, and considered the situation. He'd not counted on that, the idea that his opponent would sit at a distance, encouraging his attack. It was also the first time he'd taken the time to look at the floor properly. It was flat, with no sort of manipulation readily visible.

The slakoth spoke again, "That's better, when you're not simply acting on assumptions made about hypotheticals, isn't it?" Her tone was somewhere in the borders between pleased and amused.

Finally, Desert re-evaluated his strategy. It occurred to him that his only really successful offensive strategy as of yet was to hit and run. He decided that he would do these in that order.

He began to move at the opponent, and stopped, given the awkwardness of a trapinch's low speed. He sighed for a moment, while briefly looking the slakoth in the eye. She was waiting, still patient (though Desert suspected she really just didn't want to expend unnessesary energy). He looked down for a moment, then sighed. Raising his head, he charged.

Her dodge did not seem to waste any effort. It was a sidestep, and Desert tripped on his own momentum. He grumbled as he got up. He'd no liking for being the target of his own trick.

"Your intent was pretty obvious when you were on the other side of the room," the sloth added, calmly.

He moved faster, then, and bit her successfully. She let him hold on for a moment, before her expression changed. "It's rude to inturrupt," she pointed out. She placed one of her clawed hands on his mouth, and dragged. Desert let go immidiately, with an incredible amount of pain surging through him.

"It seems to me, that what you want, is something your opponent won't be able to prepare for," she continued, "As I understand it, when you go in for a Bite, you put an almost supernatural energy behind it. I'd advise you, to explore the possibilities of that energy a bit more."

She scratched her head, and yawned, before continuing. "But I'm growing tired of advise-giving, and I think I'm just about ready to give an example."

In such a way that Desert couldn't satisfactorily explain, in the moment he had to react, the slakoth was knocking the wind from him. It felt as if a second that he'd not been informed of had gone by, ending with his opponent striking him. As he passed out, he absentmindedly thought yeah, it does seem to feel the same as my Bite.

[OOC]
Looking back, that didn't actually have much... battle... to it. I couldn't really think of a way to have a lvl. 7 propose a serious challenge to a lvl. 25 (over 300% of a 7, just to point that out), so I tried to give it an instructional sort of feel, for Desert. I'm also a little dissapointed with how I wrote up Faint Attack, but again, to me it really seems like it would end that quickly.

Anyway, hope I don't... I think the term is "ninja"... someone here.
 
((OOC: Well, let's say the opponents aren't level 25 then. Or maybe they are but you don't have to write it like it's as easy for them as it would be in the games.
But good post none the less! I've never understood Faint Attack completely either ^^

You may, as you know, bunny Rudy to make him give you commands during battle. Only if you want to ^^ ))

"Nooo!" Rudy called out as he saw his strong Desert fall and faint. Not much time had even passed.

"You see now?" Norman said, hoping that Rudy would have learned not to be so cocky already, and be more patient and train his-

"No way! Scrapper, show 'em!" Rudy interrupted Norman's thoughts and motioned for the tiny bulldozer to charge forward.

Norman shook his head, but was prepared to treat Rudy like any other challenger. With real force. He retreated Slakoth and sent out... Jigglypuff. This pokémon knew some TMs.
 
Scrapper doesn't need to be told twice. "Me Scrapper destroy Fluff-Ball!" He charges forward, tackling Jigglypuff. She takes the hit, barely seeming to register it. "You need to just calm down, little one." She repeatedly slaps Scrapper in the face, doing little but angering him.

He growls in anger and slams into Jigglypuff again, knocking her back a step. She actually laughs as she bounces back forward. "Aw, you're adorable! Now this is a hit!" She braces herself as a white aura surrounds her. Small rocks on the floor twitch and move as she reaches out and grabs Scrapper. She lets out a mighty yell as she lifts him and tosses him across the arena.

Scrapper's armor protects him from the worst of it, but he is stunned. "What? Fluff-Ball stronger than me thought! But me Scrapper feels how weak she is!" Rudy helpfully gives his opinion. "Hey Scrap! Maybe you should try something else!"

Scrapper rushes forward anyway. "Me not need anything else! Me stronger!" Jigglypuff sidesteps Scrapper, shaking her head. "He's right. Don't use Tackle anymore." Her hand glows white as she taps Scrapper on the head.

He tries to charge, but finds himself unable to do so. He panics, the mental block crippling him. In fear, he strengthens his defenses, hardening his armor. Jigglypuff looks at Norman, who simply nods. She turns back to Scrapper, looking disappointed. "Oh well. Looks like we're done here. Too bad. You have potential." She swells up, hops a step closer, and releases a bubble of pulsing water.

The water pulse strikes Scrapper square in the face, knocking him to the floor. He groans as he lifts his head, then collapses to the floor again.
 
((OOC: Good post! Good use of Rudy! Poor Rudy's pokémon...))

Rudy watched as Scrapper fell over... His father's pokémon had had several weird attacks!

"I think you're cheating!"

"Gym Leader's don't cheat." Norman said calmly and sent Jigglypuff back.

Rudy sent Scrapper back into its pokéball. "Thank you, dude," he said to it.

Norman sent out a... Whismur!

"Now, time to slay you!" Rudy said and motioned for his next pokémon to take the little whispering rabbit on.


((OOC: Time for anyone who's left to battle a purple bunny! ))
 
OOC: Whoa. That pixel over took forever -.-'
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Rudy tossed the next pokeball onto the battleground.
'Go, Baggy!'​
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Eurus' eye twitched.
He turned round to the insolent boy, and bit his leg.
'Waaaaah! Get off me! You're supposed to fight the whismur!!!'
Eurus let go.
'I guess I'll have to get it through to him later...'​

He turned round to the purple rabbit standing opposite.
He'd seen the other fights from his pokeball, but strangely, this opponent didn't seem that strong.
Eurus started by giving the whismura a Bite.
The whismur staggered back in shock, and let out an ear-splitting Screech.​

Eurus held his hands over the small holes in his head.
It wasn't going to get away with that.
He charged at it, his Rage builing up.
It hit, but all the whismur did was Screech yet again.
Eurus' Rage was getting higher and higher, two more turns passed, but the whismur just Screeched again and again.​

Eurus bit the annoying rabbit, and it went down, but still flung itself back up.
Eurus was getting rather annoyed with it's constant screeching, and Bit the whismur.
Critical hit! The whismur was starting to look tired, and Eurus was getting overconfident.
'Great work Eurus! Finish it off!'
But Eurus decided that it was time for a rest instead.
Big mistake.
The Whismur took this chance and Stomped Eurus into the ground.
One-Hit KO.​
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Eurus layed unconcious on the tatami flooring as Rudy called him back.​
 
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((OOC: Haha, Eurus doesn't really like Rudy yet, does he xD))

Caleb called Whismur back and looked darkly at his son. The boy was standing up, visibly agitated. Had he had enough? The energetic boy had often taken shortcuts in his life, to get what he wanted as fast as he could. But with pokémon training, he would have to learn that there were no shortcuts. He had to fight to get strong. He had to put effort in.

"I'm not giving up," Rudy said. His demeanor had changed. He wasn't all speedy and excited anymore. He was starting to understand that this was serious.

He nodded to the fourth of his pokémon, sending it into battle.

Caleb smiled. Rudy would never give up. But he wouldn't win. "Go, Spinda!" he said and threw a pokéball onto the stage. It opened up and out came the panda pokémon, looking confident.


((OOC: Next up? Buzz, Psi or Claw! ))
 
"Go, Buzz! Defeat that panda!"

Panda? Ugh. Buzz came out of it's ball, and saw a weird pink panda. What? It already seemed to be confused. Well, whatever... Buzz stared at it for a while... Then, quick as a flash, it got closer and unleashed a stream of bubbles at it. Good, that was sure to slow it down. The tottering panda actually fell over from the weak impact of the burst bubble. It looked so pathetic. He had a sudden urge to double over laughing at this sorry sight. He supressed the urge, though, when it stood back up. Ahahahahhh, maybe I'll just knock it silly. Should be easy. Unleash! He hit the panda with several quick attacks. He was sure that he was so fast, neither Rudy nor Caleb would be able to see it. He kept hitting. And hitting. And hitting! Then he scurried back. Sure enough, the panda was flopping around on the floor, trying to get back up. Buzz couldn't control it any further. He exploded in laughter. A series of high-pitched squeaks emitted from his small mouth. God! This thing is so pathetic! Whoo... I better take it out, so I can get this over with. He ceased, then...

"Hee hee heee... You still have tons to learn..."

It was coming from the panda, which had already gotten up. So it finally talked. Then the panda did a series of weird steps. Buzz couldn't help but look at its interesting dance. The dance got quicker and quicker, Buzz got more disorientated and disorientated. Then Buzz noticed something very wrong. He could no longer discern which way was up or down. Oh no! I have to stop it before it gets worse! He unleashed a quick attack in the vague direction of the panda. Then the world lurched, he could no longer control himself, and the wall rushed up at him.

BAM! He hit the wall with full force. Agh! His legs scurried all over the place, but he was too dizzy to even get up. Indistinctly, he could see the panda rushing at him, fists full of electricity. Thunderpunch! But he couldn't even move. The punch hit full force, and Buzz passed out immediately.

Buzz had lost.
 
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((OOC: Very nice post, Buzz sure has a cool personality. ))

Now, Rudy wasn't just convinced that his father meant serious business; he was enraged. He clenched his fist around Buzz' pokéball and sent the defeated pokémon back. "Good..." he said to it, but couldn't get the words out.

"You can't do this!" he shouted across the room.

"You were the one challenging me. I normally advise weaker trainers to take back their challenge, but you really wouldn't."

Weak? Dad had called him weak? Something snapped inside Rudy. "Wwwroargh!" he shouted. "CLAW! Show that... that gym leader!"

Norman's eyes narrowed. So Rudy was sending out his own Slakoth? Well then. Norman threw out a pokéball, and from it came... Skitty!


((OOC: New2, your turn~ ))
 
Claw was out of his Pokeball, and saw a pink kitten, chasing its tail playfully. Claw couldn't hold back the impending laugh. It was so darn cute. The kitten turned at him, rather rapidly and unexpected. She rushed forward, and the Slakoth braced himself. He closed his eyes. Suddenly, without warning, he was struck from behind, flying forward. He had been Faked Out. It was quite powerful as well. Claw was thoroughly angry at how badly he had underestimated the pink and fluffy kitten. The sloth, having flinched, experienced the effects of Truant.

He sighed. Why was he so tired? He hadn't done anything yet, but maybe it was the attempted blockage that had wasted away so much of his energy. The kitten was playfully taunting him. "Why so tired? Don't you wanna play some more?" It was almost sadistic. Claw was angry. His black appendages began to glow, and he charged the Skitty with surprising speed. The Skitty, rather then dodging, moved so fast... but it was still there. Why was a pink flash circling him? There were suddenly more Skitties, doubling every second. But how had this happened? This distraction messed up his aim, and his claw struck the ground. He had missed.

All of the sudden, a blue orb formulated around each of the Skitties' mouths, and they flashed white; a colorful display of lights. Only one blue orb shot toward him. Ice Beam. Slakoth, before fainting, suddenly realized his mistake. He should've watched the Skitty that moved first. The beam exploded around him, hitting him quite hard despite his incredible endurance, and he fainted.

((OOC: Hope it's fine that Skitty knows Ice Beam. Also, Double Team was what she was using.))
 
((OOC: It's perfectly fine, you can make your opponents know any attack you'd like it to know, unless I have specified it beforehand. Good post!))

Rudy felt something break inside him when he saw Claw get frozen over. He shakingly raised his hand and called the Slakoth back into its pokéball.

Norman wondered if Rudy had had enough now. The still early sunshine came in through a window behind the gym leader. It lit up the battleground and fell on Rudy's bent down head.

"No. We will show you." he said.

Norman smiled. Rudy never gave up. That's my boy, he thought. But still, he should use his brain and not just his willpower. Norman sent out the last pokémon he had planned to use here today. It was a pokémon all the way from Johto, and it wasn't one of his usual ones... Girafarig.
"image removed"​

As Rudy motioned for the last standing pokémon to enter the battling area, Norman realized it was the only one of Rudy's pokémon he had seen before all this.

"Go, Psi!"


((OOC: I'm counting on Nimblethumbs to finish off the battle (still by losing) epically ^^ ))
 
(OOC: Sorry for not posting. I'm sick.)

Psi was convulsed out of his pokeball, and landed perfectly on his rear. He sized up his opponent. It seemed to have to heads- One protruding from a long neck, the other one extending from it's tail. It looked rather akward, and certainly not a dangerous opponent. But Psi remembered all the other pokemon, and how weak they had seemed... Psi shook his head. None of the previous battles were going to affect his performance here.

The girafarig looked coolly at the amateur pokemon in front of him. I need a challenge, thought girafarig. Girafarig could at once see the mistakes the Abra was making. He wasn't in the correct pose, his hands were too far apart-- This was going to be a piece of cake.

They stared at each other for a long time. Psi didn't seem to like the personality of the pokemon. He wanted to psywave that smile of his face.

Then the girafarig rushed forward. Psi shot a psywave at the legs, so the giraffe would get knocked down, but the girafarig simply leaped into the air and continued towards Psi. "Try something that I don't expect."

The girafarig suddenly leaped into the air, with it's tail end facing him.

Psi saw a wierd creature flying at him rear-first.

The girafarig came close to land, and suddenly, the tail-head opened it's mouth, and then bit Psi. Stars swam in front of Psi's eyes... The world was spinning... He wanted to sleep... Ahh... Blissful sleep... And he fell asleep. The girafarig stared. "Crunch. Super effective. Though I have no idea why he'd sleep during a battle."

Psi suddenly woke up to a sound. It was the hooves of the girafarig clip clopping towards him. Psi thought about the previous assault, and shuddered. He shot another Psywave, then teleported, and shot another Psywave. The girafarig dodged, turned around, dodged again, and jumped into the air.

Psi was scared. He didn't want to get crunched on again. So he fired another Psywave. The girafarig scissored it's legs, letting the psywave go between it, and then landed on Psi. Psi fell to the ground in pain. But that wasn't the end. The girafarig mercilessly stomped.

"Good bye" was the last thing Psi heard before fainting.

(OOC: Congratulations on getting modded, red :) )
 
((OOC: Thanks :D ))

Rudy had lost. His very first pokémon he ever got was now fainting, stumbling down on the floor. You could tell Psi wasn't sleeping as he usually did. His face didn't have its usual calm expression. It was just plain blank now. It scared Rudy.

Norman lowered his head and sent back Girafarig into its pokéball, mumbling a word to it. Then he looked up at his so, on the other side of the big dojo room.

"Do you see now?" he asked the silent boy. "You have lost."

"I don't care!" Rudy suddenly blurted out. "I'll challenge you again! We'll just go to the pokémon center and-"

"Rudy," Norman said and started to walk across the room towards Psi and Rudy. He stopped at the fainted pokémon and looked down on it. "Return your pokémon, he needs it."

Rudy didn't nod, but he did send Psi back into the pokéball. His fist was shaking as he clutched the orb.

"There is nothing strange about you loosing to me," Caleb Norman said and let his face lighten up a bit. "You are, really, a rookie trainer. I am very much not. Once, I was young and new like you. But I traveled and trained to reach the point I am at today."

Rudy finally looked up into his father's face. He was determined. He had decided what to do even before Caleb had told him that last part. "I'm gonna travel," he said stubbornly. "I'm going out on a journey. And one day, I will beat you."

Caleb smiled. "That's my boy!" he said.

The sun fell on their faces as the son stared at his father.

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Rudy left Petalburg that same day. He pretended to be angry with Caleb Norman, but in reality... a part of him was pretty pleased. Sure, he hated losing. But now he was going on a journey! With a cool team of pokémon. His father had told him that they would grow up and evolve into strong and menacing creatures if he trained them right. So he would.

He entered route 4, this time in daylight, and decided to let his pokémon out of their pokéballs as usual. He felt more comfortable with having them around him rather than walking alone. They had been healed at the pokémon center and fed a large meal which Caleb prepared for them and Rudy. They were ready.

Rudy walked with his pokémon on the road from Petaburg to Foggyshore, and onwards to the big, dark Petalburg forest...

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Current Setting: route 104
A pretty well laid out road leads to the west from Petalburg, to the sea.

By the cliffs and beaches lining the shoreline, there lies a smaller town called Foggyshore Town. It's called that because there's always a dense fog hanging over the town from midnight until the sun has completely arisen. In the middle of Foggyshore lives the old, eccentric sailor Mr Briney. There's no pokémon center and only a small shop and a few houses and fisherman huts.

North from Foggyshore there's a dusty road leading to the dense Petalburg Forest. It's pretty well traveled though.

Goals: Control Rudy, make up enemy trainers or wild pokémon, explore route 4 and Foggyshore and get to the entrance of Petalburg Forest.

Allowed posters: Everyone.

Team: Psi (lv 9), Desert (lv 8), Scrapper (lv 8), Buzz (lv7), Claw (lv 8), Bagon (lv 7)

- Claw learned Encore!
- Scrapper learned Mud Slap!
 
Scrapper looks at the ground, thinking out loud. "Fluff-Ball say me Scrapper need try something else. Need new attack. Me Scrapper use attack Desert use to beat me!" Scrapper digs at the ground, gouging out rock and dirt. He throws it at a tree, followed by several other chunks. "Ha! Me Scrapper use hard rock and sand! Make it hurt, too! What Desert say about that? New attack?"

((And that's how he uses Mud Slap. By imitating Desert's Sand Attack.))
 
[OOC]
Written from teh phone, as I's re-doing DA: O in preparation for the sequel.

[IC]
"Seems a bit more useful than mine."

Desert was more than a little cranky, and was far more interested in trees than his companion's new attack. Something stuck in his mind, though. He needed a new strategy; something maleable to fit to any situation would be ideal, but he had no such thing. The gym leader's slakoth had suggested he try to channel the energies that enfused his bites elsewhere.

In a not particularly fast manner, Desert ran up to the same tree Scrapper had slapped mud at, jumped, and bit it. Wood splintered within the strength of his jaws, but that wasn't the point. He needed to be able to feel what was behind the thing, and get a grasp of how to redirect it.

Desert looked at Scrapper and Psi, who he had the most familiarity with.

"Should we spar, or find training fodder?"


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[OOC]
Not entirely sure how that happened, given I remember actually visualizing Scrapper as an Aron. I suspect that when I started a word with a capitol S, so soon after writing "slakoth," things got a little hairy. Might as well post, as I'm on now.
 
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((OOC: Scrapper is an aron, not a slakoth :p))

Psi was sitting by himself under a tree. This place was covered in trees, and had the salty smell of the sea... And fish. The fish wafted it's way into Psi's nostrils, clogging his mind.

Psi swore under his breath. He needed to think clearly. He had got beaten by a creature who attacked by flying butt-first at people. But what had he done wrong? The giraffe said he was too easy to predict. But how was he to change that? He liked his tactic, blasting people, teleporting, and then blasting them agsin. I've used that all the time. He needed a new tactic. His old one wasn't going to be as effective anymore.

Psi was snapped back to reality when he heard Desert's voice. "Should we spar, or find training fodder?" Psi stared at Desert. He did need to train more. Maybe, if he battled, a new strategy would form.

The edges of Psi's mouth rose into a sly smile.

"Let's go and beat up some unsuspecting trainer and his Pokemon."
 
[OOC]
Fixed that mistake, with, I feel, a passable excuse.

[IC]
"Alright then." Desert had no love for his own inefficiencies, and the ideas of both exploring, and then destroying some opponent, with no apparent consequences, seemed ideal stress-relief. Surely, not everyone they met would be as strong as that gym leader.

"Hey," Desert called to Rudy, "We're going out to mug someone." He knew the human couldn't understand, but it somehow seemed right to say, anyway. Desert walked off to the north-west.

There were cliffs to the west, it seemed. Desert was glad to be on this route by the light of day, this time. The ocean below was a little too... wet, for his liking. It would be unpleasant to fall down, in the dark. Not that he minded the dark terribly.

Away from the edge, there was a road leading something like the direction he had started. "Humans use such paths, yes? Perhaps there will be some sort of encounter if we use it." Desert turned, to see who was with him, and was rather surprised to see a jellyfish, that was clearly a pokemon. It was on the ground, not two inches from where his head ended its arc. Fighting the urge to shout some particularly vile Flygon curses he'd heard, and managed to speak calmly.

"Surreal."
 
Buzz, being the free spirit he was, decided to go out exploring on his own. Completely forgetting about the boy, Buzz forced its way out of its own pokeball. The first thing he saw ... was the biggest pond he had ever seen. It was huge! He couldn't even see the other side! Excited, Buzz ran to the pond's edge. He just had to try this out. He took one tiny step, and immediately fell in. The currents were turbulous! It didn't seem like Buzz could stand on it. Moreover, the pond tasted completely different from his regular ponds. He was dragged out into deeper waters.

This wasn't good, he had to get on top, and get out. Then he had an idea. He started spinning around, producing bubbles around him, tiny bubbles. Then he used his own antenna syrup to coat those bubbles, make them last. He used Bubble, blowing air in those bubbles. The bubbles quickly merged to form one huge bubble around him. He rode this bubble to the top. Now for the tricky part.

He stood on the water, but only barely. He was struggling to keep afloat, coating his legs with oil. He stood there for a very long time, determined to get used to the turbulence of the water surface. Slowly, he started to realize the wave patterns. Up, down, up, down. It went on. He tried skating around for a while, and was excited to find that he could do it, after all! He joyfully skated around, getting quicker and quicker. Then he realized with a jolt, he had better get back to shore. He looked around. Fortunately, he could still see Mr. Briney's house.

He skated back towards the house, but it was still a long journey. Still, nothing could go wrong, right? Wrong. A ferocious fish immediately jumped up and bit. Buzz would have been eaten whole, had it not been for its amazing reflexes. Buzz darted away. Really, this was too easy. He might as well as take this fish down. He surveyed it closely. It appeared to be red and blue. It had huge teeth on a huge jaw, but not much else. He rushed in, to attack first...

(OOC: It's a Carvanha, if you didn't know. The battle post will be coming up, because I don't really feel like battling right now. Also, you're free to come in and help, if you can handle aquatic battling. This is around 20 ft offshore.)
 
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