Cue The Violins [Rocket Mission][F]

[Morrigan]

Picking up the pace of her walk, Umaro was beginning to trail behind, staring up at the back of his energetic trainer whilst using his giant fists in attempt to keep up with her movements. So high on adrenaline and ecstatic that an Executive was going to put in a good word for her on her first true Rocket mission, the ordeal she put two innocent people through was horrible but she had done it. Never before had she ever considered half of the stuff that just happened to play out in real life, it was like a scenario that could be found in a movie script. Truthfully, she had just taken on and disposed of two bodyguards, let alone the subject's own well trained Pokemon and then lured her father down to be knocked out. Laying the events out in her head, she felt proud of her achievements. This would surely help her roots set into Team Rocket and make her less suspicious to being a double agent. But that wasn't all, it was also adding to her confidence. She had accepted that for now, this was the life she had chosen so being confident in what she was doing would be an indispensable asset. From here on, that could only grow as she mingled with other Rockets more and take on bigger and badder missions.

Still with a way to go, Sharada was forced to stop in her tracks as an incredibly girly voice called out to her. "Haah?" Tearing herself from her day dreams, she turned herself toward the source of the voice, blinking as her eyes fell on what appeared to be a young, teenager with a Clefairy in tow. With an incredible burst of energy, the pink haired girl dashed towards Sharada, causing the brunette to stagger back some. "What the... Who the heck is this?! Is this my resistance?!" Not doubting that someone would step in last minute to try to stop her, she couldn't help but feel a little bit apprehensive. All of her Pokemon had battled and were undoubtedly tired. After seeing a young girl with a Metang, she was weary of what any trainer would have from now onward, including this particular girl. She was upfront and also had a Clefairy so it was clear that she was a trainer. "How frustrating. I was so close and now I have to deal with... This!!" Since approaching closer, the girl began to speak some more, her words making Sharada's facial expression narrow into a glare.

Learning that this energetic teen was in fact the Gym Leader of this City, it made the situation much worse. Gritting her teeth, Sharada knew she had no other choice but to hang back and battle. "Dammit. Even if I manage to push past her, I can't risk her following me to the Rocket entrance. I'm gonna have to take her out, too." Whitney seemed like the annoying type that just wouldn't give up, making the only way to deal with her being a issuing of pain. Raising both of her hands, Sharada had been silent up to this point but with a crack of her fingers, finally intervened. "Gym Leader? Haah. I suppose that makes sense." Speaking out loud, she realised that Rockets had probably been able to make their lair underground because such a clueless Gym Leader was in charge of the city. Her voice shifting to a bit of a deep grumble, her clean get away had been interrupted and she wasn't entirely too happy about it. "I'll give you one chance to get the heck out of my way. It's way past your bedtime."

Knowing in herself that Whitney wouldn't budge, a hand instinctively went to her side, suggesting Umaro to hang back whilst she grabbed a Pokeball. She needed her Darmanitan incase there was something more powerful in this girl's team. "What are you talking about? You're just running your mouth." Sharada sneered, resting her own hand on her hips as she stood at a casual slant, "You can try to take me out but trust me, you can't take me out. You don't know me but pretty soon you'll realise that I am the best around." Tossing her choice of Pokeball forward, her remarks were followed with that of an oversized Nidoqueen, her hands pounding against her armoured chest as she roared into the night. A wicked glint in her eye, she glared down at the overly cute Clefairy and human. Bellatrix hated anything cute or sweet, well, she hated most things. "Use Earthquake!" Sharada ordered confidentially, knowing that out of most of her Pokemon, Nidoqueen was still full of health.


OOC: Firing these MW/AR lyrics man. Using Bellatrix with Earthquake.

[The REAL Joey]

For her youth, Whitney was rather stoic considering she was going up against a formidable agent of Team Rocket. Obviously a bit too young to remember the grip they had on Kanto of yesteryear, it meant she was taking on Sharada like any other challenger to her gym. "Like, how rude. I may be young but that doesn't mean I have to follow curfews and stuffs! As gym leader, i'll be the one to take you down! You're sooooo like all the other naysayers who think I don't deserve this. Weeeeeeell. I'll show you! I may have only been battling for a short space of time but i'm good!" Her Clefairy leaning forwards, its arms outstretched, the Pokemon appeared eager to show what her trainer was saying was no joke. Like it's trainer, the Clefairy had become sick of all the negative criticisms against her for being so young and inexperienced. She may not have been a trainer longer but the teenager was a natural. Noting that Sharada was taking a rather sneery tone with her, Whitney folded her arms and looked off at Sharada with a disbelieving askance look of her own. "Puh-lease. This world's stressin' me. Everybody's testin' me. You Rocket goons are gonna be blastin' off once we're through! Clefairy! Go~!"

Advancing forwards, the Clefairy retained its defensive stance while advancing. Despite being so pink, cutesy and adorable in its demeanour, the Pokemon knew how to create a threatening pose about it. Even though Bellatrix had been summoned onto the battlefield, the reaction from team Whitney was not one of fear or cowering rather determination. Many other a trainer had been trounced by the mere inclusion of such a giant Nidoqueen onto the scene but these opponents were not phased at all. They either had no idea of the standard size of a Nidoqueen or were dauntless foes indeed. "Clefairy! Totally Sing that baddie to sleep! Let's do it!" Jumping up and down energetically, she pointed a finger up to the heavens as she cheered on her Pokemon. Sporting a rather genki girl type of personality, it wasn't too hard to link her boundless energy into how it boosted the spirit's of her Pokemon. Therein lied the key to her success perhaps. Her strategy may have even worked but the problem was, they were simply not on the level of Sharada and her cruel Nidoqueen. Hearing the command, Bellatrix let out a deafening roar and stomped forward. Clearly not intimidated by the Clefairy's stance. The Nidoqueen began to stomp her foot down. One after the other. Again. And again. And again. Building up a definite rhythm, the Pokemon's relentless stomps began to wear at the ground itself. Striking at the weakness in the tectonic plates, the very ground itself responded with a terrifying quake which caused the vicinity in front of Nidoqueen to tremor in a frightening manner.

"Liiiiiiiiike, oh my god! W-W-W-haaaaaaa?!" Losing her own balance, Whitney's face was filled with terror as she noticed the waves of concrete in front of her began to rise up and down in a wave of destruction. Hurtling towards the Clefairy, her stoic Pokemon could do little to withstand the attack. Slamming upwards and hitting centrally on her chin, the Clefairy was sent flying up into the air as the ground itself struck out with unrelenting fury. Making a final stomp, Bellatrix grunted at handiwork and watched as the gym leader's Clefairy went splat on the floor, so obviously unable to fight. Tears somewhat welling in her eyes, Whitney got to her feet and rushed to her Pokemon's side. "*sniff sniff* C-Clefairy...! N-No... You... You... TOTAL MEANIE! Like, oh my gosh, so totally a bully!" Her face no longer the cheery expression she possessed earlier, she now bore a very seething, retaliatory look over her visage. Picking up her limp Clefairy in her arms, she slowly stepped back, her hand grasping at a single remaining Pokeball to hopefully turn the tides. "You. Are. Sooooooooo. Dead." Tossing it forwards, the ball erupted with light as a Pokemon emerged forwards. Landing with a definite thud, the Pokemon twirled on the spot and posed lasciviously before winking at Sharada and her Nidoqueen as if taunting.

"MILTANK! We gotta beat these mean bullies, totally!" Letting out a determined moo, this Pokemon was no doubt her powerhouse. The very way it looked at Bellatrix and snorted with a derisive laughter was enough to build up just how strong this cow of pain was. "You'll soooooo pay for all this! I can't give up, I can't give in!" This was it. The final showdown. Sharada had come far to achieve so much of the mission but it all hinged on whether she had what it took to take on this mighty cow.



Gym Battle

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Whitney's Clefairy | ♀ | Level 25 |
Health : 0% (0/77 HP)
Status : OHKO'd
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Bellatrix | ♀ | Level 33 |
Health : 100% (112/112 HP)
Status : Normal
There'll be no fairy tale ending here

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Weather status: Normal

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Victory!

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Your Nidoqueen fought courageously and has gained 1250 Exp!
Bellatrix also gains +1 Happiness!


Your Swablu observed brilliantly and has gained 1250 Exp!

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Whitney sends out Miltank (Level 28)!
Do you wish to switch Pokemon?

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[Morrigan]

Sharada pulled a look of disinterest as Whitney spoke out, her tone of voice and choice of words beginning to grate on her. For most of her life, girls such as Whitney would be the ones bullying Sharada, making the brunette feel very little sympathy. The Clefairy was cute but Whitney herself, wasn't. She was just another typical girly girl with fake nails, make up, all the latest fashions and no doubt a following of friends. Being a Gym Leader on top of living in such a huge city only meant to Sharada that this girl was living life on the easy street. Not actually being able to understand that there may have been more responsibility resting on her shoulders than first thought, girls such as her always rubbed Sharada the wrong way. Not overly listening to the words of Whitney, the brunette merely shrugged her shoulders back. "Then as a Gym Leader, I will battle you as seriously as I would anyone else." Leaning forward with her eyes leering, Sharada really didn't like Whitney, "This saves me the trouble of busting down the door to your Gym. I'll beat you and take your badge here and now." Needing to keep in mind that her own Pokemon weren't particularly perfect in terms of health, all she could hope for was that Whitney focused on looks of Pokemon more than strength and strategy.

As she ordered the move sing, Sharada felt her heart give one stronger pound but luckily, Bellatrix acted much quicker. Having used the lullaby throughout her evening, she knew the song was enough to lull just about anything into a deep sleep. Including herself if she wasn't careful. If the Clefairy had managed to even open it's mouth, the tide could've turned for the worst. However, her own choice was a Pokemon who didn't like to take a back seat and also wanted to attack as quickly as possible to squash any opponent that stood in her way. Rattling the very earth beneath her with her wild stomps, even Sharada and Umaro wobbled precariously as the Earthquake shook. Cracking the very cement and knocking the Clefairy clean out with an up heave of earth, the sound of rumbling became replaced with the hint of sniffling. Taking a step forward, Sharada thought that it was over. "Just had over your badge and get out of--" Having the term 'bully' throw at her caused Sharada to take a stagger back, both in terms of disbelief and also hurt. In the past, she had been the one crying and dubbing everyone as bullies but now, she really had become one herself.

Her arms falling limply at her sides, Sharada looked past her hair and sent a blank stare toward Whitney, "I am a member of Team Rocket. Of course I am not going to play nice." Rubbing her forehead ever so gently, another bit of Pokemon misfortune was about to come her way. Thinking that Whitney most likely had pretty or cute Pokemon that her father had simply purchased for her, she was shocked to hear the name of something else she felt fondly for. "First Metang and now... Miltank?!" Immediately lifting a Pokeball of her own, Sharada swiftly returned Bellatrix and took a skip or two backwards, rejoining the side of Umaro. Both of them looking ahead, a rather angry looking Miltank emerged from her opponents Pokeball, backed by a more determined looking trainer. Knowing that she had come way too far to give up, the humiliation of losing or needing to flee here was just too much to bare. "Umaro." She mumbled, turning to the Darmanitan at her side. "This has to be it, the end. I really need your help." Looking into each others eyes, Sharada nodded her head, "I am gonna choose you."

Placing her trust into her strongest companion, the Darmanitan responded with his own reply and stepped up to protect Sharada. Looking over to Whitney once more, they both seemed intent on winning for their own personal reasons, "Umaro... Hammer Arm!" Issuing an attack against one of her favourite Pokemon species was almost difficult but Sharada just tried not to look. There would come a time in the future where she would own one for herself but for now, she needed to push on.

OOC: Choosing Darmanitan and using Hammer Arm!

[The REAL Joey]

Realising just how much of a threat Sharada was, Whitney furrowed her brow, creasing what was typically her soft, pretty face. "Oh yeah?! Well none of that is, like, gonna happen! Because this totally ends here. Me and Miltank are a winning team! I'll beat you just like any challenger that comes knocking on my door being all totally up their own butt. Don't think we'll just going to roll over and lose!" Rolling up her sleeves and brandishing her arms as if ready to try and partake in some fisticuffs, Whitney made clear she wasn't some airhead that didn't take her position as gym leader seriously. "I have sooooooo totally had it with you all. When I was offered the position of gym leader, I accepted it totally knowing i'd have a super ton of responsibilities, y'know?! Just because i'm young, just because i'm new to all this, just because i'm super pretty doesn't mean this isn't something I take toooootally serious. Super serious!" Jumping up and down energetically, she may have come across as something of a ditz in the way she spoke but it was evident the passion burned intensely with this teenager. "Makin' me soooo mad!"

Leering vehemently, it was keen Whitney had taken a massive dislike to Sharada. As the Rocket agent bought up her affiliation, it only sealed the deal in her loathing. "Well duh! I know that! Team Rocket are a bunch of meanies. So no wonder a cold hearted bully like you would be with them!" Confident in her Miltank's ability as a battler, Whitney flung a pointed finger forwards and screamed with incredible energy to her voice. "MILTANK! I don't care what she is gonna use, do a super duper Body Slam and flatten it!" Letting out a definite moo in acknowledgement, they both tensed up as they saw Sharada switched out Bellatrix in place for Umaro. Without a doubt, the Darmanitan was the powerhouse of Sharada's crew, able to beat most opponents with relative ease. Things would however be different this time around. Having something of a reputation with local challengers hoping to acquire Whitney's badge, it was a case of her Miltank simply being almost untouchable in battle. For all of Umaro's strength and training, he was about to be outclassed. Rolling forwards an a completely surprising motion, it was almost as if the Pokemon was going to attack with a roll out. At the very last moment however, the speedy bovine leapt up out of her curled ball and went rising into the air, her body outstretched in order to propel herself further. "Now! Miltank! Body Slam!" Encouraging her Pokemon further, the words were just enough to coax her Miltank into attack position.

Furling back up into a neatly round ball, the Pokemon came crashing down on Umaro who had stood there agape at the blinding speed of the opponent. The blow itself was quite honestly sickening. Making a deafening crunch as Umaro's body struggled to withstand the blow, Miltank violently rebounded off as it went skidding before screeching to a halt in front of Whitney, the Pokemon sporting a cocksure sneer over its face. So confident in its ability, it seemed the Pokemon had such a smirk over its face because it had managed to cripple Umaro! "Like, yay! Looks like our battling skills have made your silly ape all paralysed. Totally sucks for you~!" Some confidence returning to her, Whitney felt as if the battle was now in her hands and free to toy with. For humiliating her Clefairy like so, she would take her time in defeating this Darmanitan. She may have been known as the incredibly pretty girl but this lass held a deep seated sadistic side to her personality. "Maybe you should surrender! I wasn't the only one looking for you. Like, the whooooooole police of Goldenrod are looking high and low. You. Are. Done." Waving her finger back and forth mockingly, she concluded with a shrill laugh at Sharada's misfortune.

Sadly for the gym leader, things were not meant to be. Clearly naive in her assessment of the situation, she had failed to notice Umaro was persistently dragging himself forward. His body twitching and convulsing erratically as it acted against his desire, it was testament to the Pokemon's unwavering willpower that he could continue soldering on despite how severe his injury was. "Oh? What's this? Your silly gorilla thinks it still has a chance!? Wrongamundo!" Folding her arms, she spoke out to her Miltank. "Whaddya say, Milly? Maybe we oughta to let it have one little hit before we wrap this up. I doubt it'll be able to strike any good in such a feeble state." Nodding, the Miltank sneered again as it turned to face Umaro. Flicking its hoof backwards toward it, the Miltank taunted Umaro to beckon him on. Gritting his teeth and still fighting his paralysed condition, it took a lengthy period of time before he was in batting distance. Letting out a weary sigh, the Pokemon heaved his arm around as he convulsed some more, almost dropping his chance at striking. "Oh puh-lease. I've seen youngsters fight better than this. Guess-Aiiiyee?!" Stopping mid sentence, it seemed her words had ignited Umaro's fiery drive to win this. Slamming his fist forward with the wrecking force of a hammer, the Pokemon held nothing back as he socked the Miltank point blank in her stomach, raising the cow off the ground as it had the wind knocked out of its sails.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! MILTANK!" Cried out Whitney.

His clenched fist still keeping the Pokemon raised, it became apparent from the Miltank's lifeless body that it had failed to endure the blow. Arrogance had been Team Whitney's undoing.



Gym Battle

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Whitney's Miltank | ♀ | Level 28 |
Health : 0% (0/99 HP)
Status : OHKO'd
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Umaro | ♂ | Level 35 |
Health : 62% (80/129 HP)
Status : Paralysed; Speed -1
Bringing down the hammer

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Weather status: Normal

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Victory!

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Your Darmanitan fought courageously, gained 1400 Exp and has levelled up!
He is now Level 36!
Umaro also gains +1 Happiness!


Your Swablu observed brilliantly, gaining 1400 experience and has levelled up!
Lute went up by 1 level and is now Level 33 thanks to Exp. Share!!

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Her eyes blinking at her powerhouse being so easily crumpled and defeated, Whitney's mouth slowly opened as her lips tried to form the words to sum up her disbelief. Raising her arm with a shaken hold to it, she recalled the Miltank from Umaro's punch and failed to say anything as tears began welling up in her eyes. "You... You... You... YOU...!" Tilting her heads backwards, a sudden flood of tears streamed from her face as she let out a god awful caterwaul which would put most Pokemon to shame. "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! YOU BULLY! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Retreating with speed rivalling that of her Miltank, a number of items fell out of her pocket in the sudden breakneck escape as she could be heard screeching with upset going down the road. Defeat always meant one thing for this teenage prodigy. And that was a crying tantrum. So praised and held in such high regard it meant that the few times she suffered a loss it was unbearable for her. Inconsolable at this point, she at least remembered enough of her duty to try and find some of the police she had mentioned. With any luck, Sharada may stay in place and they'd have a shot at capturing her.

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Team Rocket Mission CLEAR!

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Congratulations!
You have bested Whitney and claimed the glory of victory!
The normal Pokemon enthusiast awards you with £4,176,
TM45 Attract and the Plain Badge!

For completing the objectives, you also receive x5 Slowpoke Tails and 55 Rocket Prestige!

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[Morrigan]

Whitney had a big mouth on her and even though they were typical, angst, teenage responses, she always seemed quick to snap back at Sharada. Although the brunette already wasn't much of a fan, she could understand what Whitney was trying to say. Much like the other two Gym Leaders she had faced, Whitney was young and new to the whole business. Many were probably uncertain, especially since she was a very prim and pretty girl. Perhaps the role of Gym Leader didn't immediately sit right with many people, thinking that she didn't deserve her role. Getting madder and burning off some energy with her frantic movements, Sharada merely raised her eyebrows uncaringly. No matter what was said, she wasn't warming up to this girl. She suspected that even if she wasn't meeting her under being a Rocket, she would still feel the same. "You're... Super pretty?" Holding a hand against her forehead gently, the brunette sighed, it wasn't the sort of thing you should openly say in her eyes. "Your looks haven't got anything to do with this. Not in our battle anyway. I couldn't care less if you've got it hard. I'm sure all you have to do is flash your eyelashes and you get what you want. Makes me sick." Really not liking many females in general, Sharada turned her nose away snootily.

Sensing that Whitney was getting angrier at the mention of Team Rocket, her descriptive skills once again rubbed Sharada the wrong way. Eyebrow twitching irritably, she merely grumbled under her breath, "Meanies and bullies? More like criminals and murderers." Still, she couldn't let Whitney's words sway her emotions too much. With great determination, Umaro stepped up to the challenge, ready to take on the rampaging Miltank. Knowing that they were Pokemon not to be taken lightly, Sharada knew that this girl must've had an ace up her sleeve after the Clefairy and Miltank was just that. The species were one of the reasons the brunette wanted to travel specifically to Johto in the first place as she knew that they could be captured in the region. To be facing one, it made her palms sweat to say the least. With the appearance of this Pokemon, Whitney's own confidence had also boosted. Ordering her Miltank's moves with such authority and seeing the bovine react so naturally really put Sharada on edge. Showing the brunette the power of their team work, the otherwise aloof and moody Rocket became speechless as her powerhouse became paralysed on the spot, her shock being more than obvious.

"No... Umaro!!" Betting so much on him being the only one to be able to pull through for her, Sharada couldn't help be leant forward angrily, clenching her hands into fists and gritting her teeth. Whitney's actions were once again followed with words, one which made Sharada's eyes narrow. She knew that the police would likely be on her tail, hence her wanting to complete her hasty escape. Not wanting her opponent to use this fear of being caught to her advantage, the secretly nervous Sharada forced an awkward smirk. "Heh. It don't matter. I'll beat everyone down who gets in my way. Don't think you have won yet!" His pride likely taking over, Umaro began to force his way forward. He was usually the relaxed type but even Whitney was beginning to rub off on his bad side, along with the creepy looks from the Miltank by her side, taunting his moves. As she inviting him to attack and undermined his power, Sharada could see just how hard he was trying to fight the paralysis, knowing he would pull through. "Big mistake, chump." She added snidely before Umaro unleashed his finishing blow.

Loosening her posture and standing a bit straighter, now that Whitney's beloved partner was down, Sharada was unsure on how to progress. Did she have to physically fight and knock this girl out? Preparing herself for such a scenario, she figured that with her big words from earlier she may very well be the type to fight but she was soon sorely mistaken. Streets filled with ear splitting ears and cries, the pink haired Gym Leader turned on her heel and sped off at an incredible pace, dropping numerous things in the process. Looking up hurriedly, Sharada had to act fast, especially if she was contacting the police. Hurrying forward, she placed a hand on the back of Umaro, who twitched uncomfortably due to the paralysis. "Umaro! Are you alright?!" His eyes focusing weakly on the ground before him, she flinched and recovered his Pokeball, "Return for now. I'll heal you as soon as I can!" Not wanting to force him to run beside her as protection, he appeared hesitant at being withdrawn but was forced to do so.

Placing his ball back onto her holster, she was about to flee in a different direction when a glimmer caught her eye. Sitting on the ground looked like a badge, possibly one that belonged to Whitney. Grasping at it, she didn't have much time to think, "This should... Be enough to let me move on!" Knowing that the guards at the route gates wouldn't let people without the badge pass, she hoped that with this she should be able to travel away from the city. But for now, she needed to get back to Team Rocket Headquarters and fast.