Post by Sloane Siltstone on Feb 25, 2021 4:06:48 GMT 11
Sloane looked at the two Pokeballs she held. One she had received earlier that day from Professor Elm, who had decided that if she were to stop avoiding tall grass, it would be good for her to bring a Pokémon along. She had named this Pokémon, her Squirtle, Sloshy. She had been a bit nervous to send Sloshy out and meet him though, as this was the first time she would meet a Pokemon. While she was in town she also stopped by the adoption center and picked up a Roggenrola named Peb. Roggenrola were a type of Pokemon she had seen often in caves during her youth in Unova. She was a lot more comfortable with Peb than her starter who was mysterious to her. She decided that she might have to take care not to overwork Peb, as he was just a hatchling. She would need to work with Sloshy sooner or later.
Name: Peb Gender: Male Level: 1
OT: Leilani Keoloha
Moves: Sand Attack, Tackle
Ability: Sturdy Nature/Personality: Timid: Peb is shy and unless he feels that he has a great chance at winning, he gets scared.
She sent Peb out and looked at him. She couldn't read the expressions of the rock type easily, but Peb was shaking, also a bit nervous it seemed. "Oh...Hello! Um...my name is Sloane. Let's do our best! I think we should first take a trip to Cherrygrove if we want to make the Ruins of Alph." She started to walk but noticed Peb wasn't following. Sighing, Sloane scooped the little guy up and placed him on her shoulder. "Don't worry, I've got a strong water type to fight in your place if things get rough."
She asked Peb not to worry, but she was definitely scared as she headed onto route 29, and started to wade into the tall grass.
It was a nice weather even with the wind blowing around, it was refreshing after the cold rainy days which had recently passed. The birds in the sky clearly enjoyed it and was playing tag, completely oblivious to what was going on, on the ground below. Other pokemon enjoyed it as well, a couple of sentrets had recently met and had decided to stay together as the more experienced one had promised to take the younger and more worried one under its care. It older could teach the young the ropes and had some tricks up its non-existing sleeves which it was happy to share. For the young one it had been some good days, it had learned how to find water, and the safest places to rest. It was also nice to have an extra pair of eyes to keep watch, which was the hardest to accept for the young sentrets when they were old enough to leave their family to find a new one. The time alone in between was not fun for the social pokemon.
The young one rose slighty up on its tail as it noticed someone approached through the grass. "Uh oh, a human is coming this way," it whispered loudly to its friend, and dropped down on all fours again, "and it gots pokemon with it!" "Perfect! I have the perfect trick to handle this! Don't worry, it is fool proof!" the older one said eagerly and gestured for the younger to follow and they both raced straight at Sloane.
The grass was still a bit wet from the night but nothing too bad for Sloane, and if she had the proper shoes she should be able to stay dry. Peb would probably be the first to notice the two sentrets in the distance, but they would soon become visible to Sloane too, especially since they were racing at her pretty fast! What were they up to? Where they going to attack her?!Two against one weren't nice odds for her. They didn't slow down as they got closer, the younger one glanced nervously at the older, but since the other moved with such confidence it kept running and trusted its friend. Suddenly the older's tail whipped out and the younger tripped over it and would crash into Sloane's legs if she hadn't a pokemon in front to protect her, in which case the sentret would crash into that instead. The young one was quickly back on its feet and glanced around frantically for its friend, panicked to be right at the feet of a human trainer! It gaped shocked when it saw the older sentret racing off quite far away. "Wait! Help! Your trick! It failed!" The younger screamed after its friend. "No it was fool proof, fool!" The older one shouted back and disappeared into the distance, and the young one stood frozen from shock for a few hearbeats. Sentrets were quick to react so it soon snapped out of it and turned to face Sloane with a wild look in its eyes, it was terrified but too close to run away. It saw no other option than to fight.
Sentret [lvl 3] Is tricked by its "buddy" and is ready to attack! Weather: Gusting (tailwind)
Post by Sloane Siltstone on Feb 25, 2021 9:46:24 GMT 11
Sloane and Peb walked down the route for a few minutes in what would be silence with the absence of the rushing wind. A few times when the wind got really bad Sloane clutched Peb and spat hair from her face as it blew about. She found that ducking behind trees could make the gusts a little bit more bearable. As her sneakers squished on the wet grass she noticed that more and more patches of the tall grass were around. The grass that wild Pokémon lived in. Peb started to wiggle.
"Huh? What is it Peb? Are you scared?" Sloane did not notice that Peb had actually been trying to warn her of a Pokémon nearby. As the two Sentret approached rather quickly Sloane screamed and put her arms in front of her face. Peb immediately jumped down to get in front and protect his new trainer. Sloane gasped as she noticed how quickly Peb jumped into action, grateful that he was brave when he needed to be.
She turned to the wild Pokémon and noticed one trip the other, and then hear them squeaking at each other. This Pokemon that was left seemed to have been abandoned. Still, they had tried to attack and this one that had been left behind seemed to have no intention of stopping the attack now that it was alone, so she called out to Peb.
"Ah...Peb! Use tackle!" Sloane shouted awkwardly, hoping she had directed him to the right move. She assumed that playing it safe with sand attack would be a bad idea. Tackle would have a chance to knock out a wild pokemon, and she knew a hatchling like Peb couldn't take much punishment!
The poor youngling was completely flabbergasted. It didn't even register that the purple haired young lady was nearly as surprised as it was while it rapidly stumbled a few steps away. All the wild pokemon heard was the call of a trainer and the quick acknowledgement from their own champion. Sentret's fur bristled. The short brown hairs all about the rounded body type standing on end making for quite the puffy looking raccoon. A worried hum began sounding from Sentret's throat as it struggled with an idea of what to do.
Peb started after the normal type, causing the young one to startle even more. It closed its eyes to try and think. Come up with some sort of plan. Every second resonating with the heavy thump of the roggenrola's hefty steps. Closer and closer the hatchling got. Sentret would suddenly open its eyes and a twinkle sparked in those glossy eyes. Nothing appeared to happen though, other than the scout pokemon's visage turning to one of conflicted determination.
With nothing to stop him, Peb had an easy time of tackle its rocky body into the soft mammal. Sentret squealed loudly as the blow came. The roggenrola bounced off of the poofy fur and the two tumbled to the ground where Peb effortlessly rolled to the side and got back to his feet. Sentret, too, was quick to get back on all fours but just blinked at the odd rock pokemon. Some of the fear was ebbing away with the residual pain of the tackle. That wasn't so bad... Maybe... Maybe it was okay. A flicker of confidence began finding its way back to the young sentret.
Post by Sloane Siltstone on Mar 1, 2021 4:52:09 GMT 11
Sloane watched the sentret carefully. No blow had hit Peb yet, and so she couldn't yet see how bad of an idea it was to put these two to odds. She had heard at the daycare that Roggenrola were sturdy, and could never be dispatched in a single blow. This gave Peb a blanket of security, underestimating this wild Pokemon would not be too bad of a loss for the moment. Still, she was nervous for Peb to be hit at all, taking a blow from a far more experienced and older Pokemon would be painful, and she wasn't sure she was ready to ask that of him. Still, it appeared the Sentret was ready to fight.
She was of course, not an experienced trainer, and could only assume the Sentret had used a move she had no knowledge of. What did this mean? Was it's next blow going to be very hard? She would have no way of knowing. What she did know was that Peb had barely hurt it. This would be a long fight perhaps, so she decided to focus on protecting Peb for the future.
"Peb, use sand attack!" She called, pointing at the enemy. This way, the sentret would, even having a lot of time to fight, have a lower chance at actually hitting Peb. Strategically this made sense to Sloane, but who know if you could compare strategic knowledge to logic in Pokemon battles!
Sentret flicked its tail nervously, it had correctly predicted Peb's attack and had a good feeling of how he was moving now, but what to do with that knowledge? It could of course try to scratch him a bit but it hadn't really tried it before and honestly it didn't really want to get too close to him. It hadn't needed to know that back when it had been a youngling within its flock as everyone else had protected them and kept them out of harms way. Of course it had playfought with its siblings a lot but they had always had their claws sheathed and Peb didn't look like a sentret at all so it had no idea of where to start!
Sentret briefly wondered if its "friend" could have taught it that but quickly dismissed the thought, it couldn't get any help now and it wasn't sure it trusted what the other sentret would have told it, not after what it had done. It puffed out its fur again and shuffled around nervously as it decided it would have to try something. It was kind of caught in the situation and the only way out it could see was to finish what was started. It reminded itself that it had had found it hard to learn how to balance on its tail, but had no problems with it now.
After a couple of tries the sentret suddenly jumped forward and fought its own urge to flee form Peb and instead ran right up to him. It unsheathed its claws and with a really, really worried look it slashed a paw down over his side, and then whimpered as it had hurt it too. What was this pokemon made of? Rock?! It protested loudly when Peb then kicked sand in its eyes. "Hey! That's not nice!" It accused and began rubbing its eyes right where it stood, but little did it help.
Post by Sloane Siltstone on Mar 3, 2021 13:02:07 GMT 11
"Peb look out!" Sloane gasped as she saw the enemy Pokemon draw near with violent intent. She partially shielded her eyes with her fingers, but parted them to observe anyway. This time as the wild Pokemon drew near, it actually hit peb! Sloane wailed in surprise, not sure what would happen now that peb had been hurt. Should she really keep him here!? Even if training was what he needed to get tougher she couldn't just let him get hurt! Peb didn't seem too hurt by the claw, but neither was the Sentret hurt that much.
Peb's sand attack came in after the Sentret had finished it's swing. She noticed that definitely the attacking Pokemon would have a harder time hurting Peb than Peb would have hurting it. She could only hope for no surprises and continue the attack!
Sentret pouted as it rubbed its eyes but the sand was just impossible to get out. This was not fun at all, its eyes hurt and its claws hurt, how did you fight a living rock? It was all very frustrating to the young sentret, who didn't know much about how to do stuff and it was a steep learning curve it had encountered. It was all the other sentret's fault! For pretending to be its friend and then throw it into battling a moving rock, it was not fair!
It glanced at Peb, the roggenrola hadn't reacted to its accusation so Sentret guessed he couldn't hear or rather, probably wasn't able to speak since he didn't have any visible mouth either. The sentret rose on its tail to scan its opponent in the hope of finding something that was less hard and rocky than Peb's outer shell but it could only see two things which looked different. The stone protruding from the top of the roggenrola's head, or the yellow rock in his ear. Sentret decided on the last and jumped forward and tentatively scratched the yellow rock and grimaces as this part was just as hard as anything else on the roggenrola. To Peb this was highly uncomfortable though! Not because it hurt more but because it was unbearable loud to have the sound of claws scrabing rock inside your ear! He tumbled forward and pushed the sentret away and it scrambled away to a safe distance to pout some more.
Post by Sloane Siltstone on Mar 5, 2021 14:33:41 GMT 11
Sloane winced as Peb got hit again, clearly the sand attack didn't make it impossible for the enemy to still hit Peb. This would be a gamble still, and a hard one. As she watched the wild Pokemon now, getting used to this feeling of the battle, she noticed that it had a lot of emotion when it squeaked at Peb. It wasn't simply making battle cries, there was a point to it. Peb grumbled back, that was strange!
"Peb! Uh..Tackle again!"
Peb tried to keep his nerve as he continued to bash at, and get bashed by, this wild Pokemon. To him, this was a barbaric, uncivilized denizen of the wild. All of it's actions since it appeared had been nothing but barbarism and hostility, so once he had recovered from being shaken up he rocked back and forth angrily. Peb didn't know if he would manage to stay conscious long enough to drop his enemy, but he knew that his trainer meant well for him, and although they just met, he trusted her.
"I-I'm not the not nice one!? Why did you attack us?" Peb snapped, leaping into the air and tumbling forward upon command, trying to slam down onto the Sentret.
The scout pokémon rubbed its eyes once more, only provoking the sand grains. Long floppy ears fell back and the sentret weeped quietly for a second at the pain in its eyes. Little paws held against the lids with a stationary pressure as if that was the key to soothing the agitation. It was brief moment though. Sentret was reminded of its battle situation as Peb quipped back against the previous accusation.
Paws dropped away from its face to reveal wet corners as the sand continued to do its work. The wild pokémon squinted over the landscape and tried to pick out which blur was the rock type. Keen ears could pick up that it was moving, but Peb's generally straight line of attack would prove quite effective.
Unable to figure out which dark blob was getting larger thanks to the bubbled blur of tears forming within its vision from the granules lodged in its eyes, Sentret made a swipe against the distant shape of something else. Could have been a shady patch for all it knew. With a quiet meep it was then defenseless against the heavy weight of the falling stone. Peb successfully knocked the wind out of his opponent as they both collided with the ground; the rock type having a nice cushion of the raccoon. Of who quickly helped the other off of it by making use of its powerful tail to get back onto its feet.
Sentret coughed a little, shaking its head from the blow while turning all its mental effort to stopping the instinct to rub away at its eyes. It decided to keep its hands busy by randomly bounding off a few steps to a direction, where it found itself tripping over a pot hole in the road formed by the spring melt. It squeaked its surprise but managed to keep its balance. "I couldn't run away!" the wild pokemon hissed finally. It's luck certainly hadn't improved over the course of the encounter.
Wild Encounter Weather: Tailwind
LV 3 HP 50% [8/16]
LV 1 HP 66% [8/12]
Sentret: -1 ACC Peb [Sturdy]: Normal
SP7 Sentret used Scratch! Missed! SP5 Peb used Tackle! Critical Hit!
Post by Sloane Siltstone on Mar 8, 2021 4:17:35 GMT 11
Sloane after watching the fight was starting to change her opinion on two things. First off, she was more and more confident that Peb could handle this Sentret, it seemed more hurt than Peb was, and probably with that sand in its eyes Peb would be the victor. However, she also noticed that blow after blow was sort of a cruel way to defeat this one, rather than making the fight as quick as possible. She might want to let Sloshy have a jab at it, but she did want to let Peb get the last hit in to boost his confidence. She held out her arm with Peb's pokeball.
"Peb! Return for now!" She called, pulling the roggenrola back into his capsule. She then whipped out Sloshy's Pokeball, unsure what he'd be like, but bolder after this fight so far. She tossed the Pokeball allowing him to emerge. "Go Sloshy!"
Sloshy the squirtle looked at his new enemy and at his trainer. He was far different than Peb, in more than just looks. While Peb had been nervous and reluctant to fight, Sloshy seemed aggressive, and smirked in glee. He started to stomp his foot and swish his tail, as if egging the Sentret on.
"Come on! Come on! You're not looking so good! Would be a shame if you dropped before we got started!" Sloshy chuckled.
Sloane couldn't understand the snarky remarks Sloshy was making, but tried to keep focused. "Sloshy use tackle!"
Peb didn't get to react on the sentret's answer to his question, or perhaps it just didn't hear it. It had paused to press its hands to its eyes once more and whined quietly over the pain and the situation it had gotten into, it rubbed its nose and squinted at Peb. Then froze as that was not the roggenrola which was facing it off now. "Who are you? Where did the other go?!" It exclaimed and squinted to be sure it had been seeing right, but there was no way it could be mistaken that much. Sloshy certainly didn't look like a roggenrola. It's eyes widened a moment after, "have you changed form?!" It asked awed as it had heard they could change form to something bigger and better but it didn't really know how it worked with evolutions. Sloshy was a bit bigger than Peb and they both had a hard looking exterior but that was the end of the similarities.
It looked confused at Sloshy's "encouragements" and fought the urge to rub its eyes again. "It's not my fault, I didn't want this!" It complained and pouted. It wasn't allowed to rest thought as Sloshy did as ordered and came like a rambuk and it flailed with its paws but only got a few scratches in before it was thrown to the ground. It sniffled in self pity and got back on shaky legs, if it hadn't looked good before, it certainly looked worse now!
Wild Encounter Weather: Tailwind
LV 3 HP 12% [2/16]
LV 5 HP 80% [16/20]
Sentret: -1 ACC Sloshy [Torrent]: Normal
<Sloshy switched in, Sentret used Foresight, Sloshy used Tackle, Sentret used Scratch>
Post by Sloane Siltstone on Mar 10, 2021 11:20:42 GMT 11
"What a wimpy thing to say! I'm almost gonna feel bad for my shell when I knock you out!" Sloshy yawned, getting back on all fours and ready to charge right into the barely standing sentret. He seemed very eager to finish the fight in spite of the comment he made. Very much unlike Peb indeed.
Sloane didn't like seeing this wild Pokémon in pain, but what she had heard was that Pokémon weren't killed in battles, they only got knocked out. So this poor creature should be alright when she was done with it. She held out Sloshy's pokeball.
"Sloshy, return!" Sloshy made one disappointed face at his trainer before being recalled. She then tossed Peb's ball back out letting him pick up where they stopped.
"You shouldn't attack humans just trying to travel! That's mean!" Peb said, keeping his distance, which showed that he was still a little scared of a direct engagement.
"Peb use...uh..." Sloane looked at the wild Pokémon, pausing for a moment and considered if she had any other options. She reached to her bag and grabbed a poké ball. These were used for catching pokémon, that much she knew. Was there a way you threw it? Did you need to push the button first? Was it hard to hit? She was unsure about this, but Peb was healthy and she wasn't going to ask any more pain to be inflicted on the sentret if she could help it. She focused, and then tossed the poké ball right at it, hoping to capture the poor thing.
When it became apparent that its piteous cries for mercy hadn't appealed to Squirtles better nature, Sentret knew it was truly being put through the ringer. The trainer had dragged this out, be it no fault of their own (Wow that was a tanky rock despite being so young!) and Sentret was getting tired. Any Pokemon on this route this early on would've gotten tired as well, so while it tried to not let Sloshy get on its nerves, it was hard to not feel offended. Hard to not feel like it had something to prove. Hard to not fight tooth and claw until the last moment since it was stuck in this awful, awful predicament in the first place.
With Sloshy, things were rough. That hard shell was tough to penetrate, but at least it wasn't the-
Peb was switched back in.
"Oh come ON!" The Sentret whined, examining its claws. It was nigh impossible getting through the rocky hard defense of Peb, let alone all this fatigue... It whimpered and pulled at the fur on it's face in a distraught fashion, whining as it feebly threw itself at Peb for another Scratch. The rock remained standing, and at the beginning of the next turn, salvation came. The pokeball soared through the air, practically blotting out the sun for poor Sentret as the capsule opened up to suck the Pokemon inside. Salvation in the form of possible captivity... at least it got the poor thing out of this battle.
Success! Wild Sentret has been captured! Please fill out the form below to claim your new teammate. (-1 Pokeball deducted)
Post by Sloane Siltstone on Mar 14, 2021 15:27:38 GMT 11
Sloane stepped backward as the Pokeball landed on the sentret. It rocked back and forth, glowing and seeming to be hinting at an uncertain result! She anxiously watched to see if it would break out. She was confident her team could handle it but...what if she ran out of Pokeballs! Then she would have to knock it out again! She waited and...click! Sloaned sighed in relief and scampered over to retrieve it. "I think I'm gonna name you...Butterscotch! Butter for short." She smiled at her new teammate's Pokeball."
Sentret Name: [ButterScotch] Gender: [Female] Level: 3 OT: Sloane Siltstone Moves: Scratch, Foresight Ability: Keen Eye Nature/Personality: Butterscotch is very untrusting after being let down by her friends. She typically is quite reserved and only gets cheerful when absolutely in joy.
Sloaned walked by and scooped up Peb, putting him on her shoulder. "I'm proud of you Peb! Let's get some berries or something at Cherrygrove! You deserve a treat!"
As she walked down the road she could see Cherrygrove City emerging in the distance. A place to get her bearings after forming her team. As she walked she kept an eye on the grass, should any more Pokémon appear. Peb shuddered just as much as she did, but in the end, after that experience Peb felt that he was more capable, maybe he'd try to handle it on his own next time!