OOC: I hope Rayquaza hasn't submitted an OOC thread, 'cuz I'm doing that after this post. XD
IC:
The Smeargle sidled the wall, looking around the corner sneakily. He saw a horrible fusion of Nidoking and Swampert dawdling around. Suddenly, the Smeargle's arms and legs started to shrink. As they neared the body, the whole Smeargle began to become rubbery and pink, until it was a mere blob. The Ditto then closed its beady eyes, trying to think.
"If that behemoth keeps stationed there, I'll never sneak into the town hall to announce my message..." Syphel thought.
After another minute, Syphel started to transform. His body compacted, and became small and soft. After the transformation, he was simply a Diglett. He twitched his round nose, and burrowed into the ground. He dug underneath the building, and came around the corner, only a mound of dirt where he went. He couldn't go down much deeper, since Docklynn rested on a gigantic pier. As he went, he found an issue. The dirt ended, leaving only to the sidewalk. It was only a short distance from there to the town hall. If he could get in fast enough, he could lock the Swampert-Nidoking morph out. He thought for a second, and became his elastic, rubbery self again. After a split second, he was once again a Smeargle. He leapt out of the hole, and dashed for the door. But, he wasn't quick enough. The Swamp-King dashed after him, and blocked his way off from the door.
Syphel cursed under his breath. He started to plan, narrowly dodging a deadly claw from the Swamp-King. Syphel ran around the beast to the door, and tried to get in, but the Swamp-King blasted him with his tail. There was only one thing Syphel could do, and that was to fight. He got out of his Smeargle form, and as a Ditto, started to focus his power. Suddenly, he became a Swampert.
"What? I guess I can only become one of them..." Syphel said out loud. The behemoth only replied with a roar. It charged, and struck Syphel, sending him flying backward. Though he had transformed into a gigantic Swampert, the Swamp-King still towered over him. Syphel had to think quick. He jumped onto the dirt area, and punched the ground, sending a small fissure toward the Swamp-King.
"Even a weak Earthquake attack should be enough to bring this heavy-weight down..." Syphel thought. The crack, unnoticed by the Swamp-King, finally reached its feet. Without any delay, the pier underneath the Swamp-King broke open, and it fell into the ocean below the city. Its roar echoed from the hole. Syphel sighed, and transformed back into a Smeargle. He went forward, and opened the town hall's door. It was very dark inside. Syphel could tell he wasn't alone. This place was already teeming with Paras and Nincada, which were trying to keep out of the sunlight. He went forward to the stairwell, and made his way up.
Finally, he reached the mayor's room, which was surprisingly untouched. He went to the PA system, and picked it up. The whole town beeped when he pressed the trigger.
"Attention, Docklynn. If there are any survivors, please make your way to the town hall. We will band together here, and look for any other survivors. I am a Smeargle, if you decide to come here," Syphel announced weakly over the PA. He could hear his own, squeaky voice echoing from outside. Syphel knew that not only would survivors come here, but so would predators that were looking for a meal...