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Post by Caramell 🍬 on May 15, 2024 20:15:50 GMT 11
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The storms raged on around them. Caribes kept close to their companion and listened to Silas quietly. They were used to working in larger teams from the top of the rung, though they’d shared many of the same beliefs earlier in their careers. Starting fresh after recently escaping confinement, Caribes easily agreed with their newfound acquaintance. Thankfully, Silas had a strong head on his shoulders, so it wasn’t difficult working with him. “Some missions require teamwork.” The comment was a quiet one, hardened through years of tough experience that chiseled out the age-old wisdom buried deep within them. “But they rare treats the offer…well worth it!”
Whatever Caribes referred to – as memories flashed back to Silph Company and their botched mission then – it remained confined entirely under wraps. “It’s good to see her in such capable hands.” Caribes noted quietly, their words foaming around the edges like a milky coffee that was frothed up before serving. Their eyes sparkled, hiding a world of thoughts within their gaze. Terricotta hues danced from their partner to the swirling vortex around them with a grimace. It seems that if Caribes had hoped to be left well enough along with his accomplice, they would be sorely remised to find that not the case. “Just know how to handle her if she ever goes rogue. Evolution does something to the Pokemon’s mind, ya know. Many don’t change for the better.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me! How much is this man getting paid? $20….$30 an hour tops? Maybe $50, if he’s lucky?” Caribes raised a single hand and gestured to the fool who dangled high above the world and worked fastidiously on the power lines around the area. It was a job that Caribes already assumed wasn’t worth the pay. Having this man before them as living proof only solidified their answer. “Definitely not worth the hassle. Let’s see if we can diffuse the situation. You with me?” Caribes raised a single eyebrow as the stranger climbed down and approached them, warning both Caribes and Silas that the area wasn’t safe. As if that wasn’t obvious.
“We’re terribly sorry about that! *cough* We’re just looking *cough* for someone’s house!” Caribes waved a hand in a friendly gesture and used the other to cover their mouth. They would cough on cue, signaling that the storms were slowly tearing through their lungs despite the headscarf that they had wrapped around their face. Clearly, they were old and possibly senile. Wouldn’t this nice, young stranger have a caring heart to help the poor, old man out of the storm? “If you could *cough* just point us to *cough* our friend’s house?” Caribes continued, awaiting a reply.
When that wouldn’t work, he would call out a familiar looking pink cow with the click of a button. Orla stood like a bulky wall in the eye of the storm. She swayed cheerfully as she clapped her hooves together and looked around between them, happy to see Mr. Stranger-in-a-Suit still with her sweet and caring trainer. Why Caribes seemed to hold a fondness for Orla over the others was a bittersweet pill their other team members couldn’t quite swallow. “Oh, you look like you’re enjoying this weather! How?” She giggled as she eyed the strange looking fish and flappy bat curiously enough. “Do you want to play with me? I haven’t been able to play a decent game with anyone in a long while.” She sighed softly, bright blue eyes sparkling with hope. Caribes had to hope that this hardworking fellow wouldn’t stand as a deterrent in their way. “Can we please pass through?” They’d ask simply once.
OOC: Sending out Orla and using Stomp on Stunfisk!
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Post by Pixel on May 16, 2024 12:11:23 GMT 11
"I have heard that some pokemon change when they evolve. Charmander into charmeleon is a commonly noted example. They can often be tough for new trainers to handle given that charmanders tend to be so eager to please and docile, while their evolutions are decidedly not. It is a wonder they hand them out to young trainers like candy," Silas mused. "As for my houndoom...we are kindred spirits. I ensure my pokemon know better than to cross me and am generous with my attention and praise when they do well. The stick and the carrot pair well together."
That was when they came across the man on the telephone pole, working away in this weather. "He is not being paid enough, I agree. Perhaps he is merely a fool that doesn't value his own safety?" Silas suggested. Of course, the man chose then to leap down and send out two pokemon to block the road. His partner in crime fortunately played the act of harmless old man quite well.
Silas preferred not to battle other people when he could avoid it, if he was quite honest. So he walked up behind Caribes and patted his back, as if offering comfort to the 'sickly', old man.
"Uncle," Silas began, playing up the part of young relative visiting from the city. Caribes was at least dressed like a local already in his overalls and plain clothes. "You need to rest." He sounded so genuine in his concern. "Pardon us, sir, he has a routine he follows and he gets quite upset if he can't see his dear friend every week. She is getting up in the years and I think he frets over her health when he should be fretting over his own."
However, the man was in their way...
"Let us past. We don't want trouble or a battle," Silas reasoned. But when it looked like there would be now leeway given, he sighed and released Brutus as well. The monkey scampered over to Orla to play back up support! Seismic toss time. He would try to grab the stunfisk and yeet it like a frisebee for funsies.
— Word Count: 357 | OOC:Brutus uses Seismic Toss
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Post by vartio on May 18, 2024 14:11:02 GMT 11
"Look here, theresa Dust Storm around here as you can tell, so I suggest you just get on moseying along."The man was in a rush, he needed to help out here and there, but at the same time he couldn't just leave them running around, they could get hurt! They could get in trouble! Maybe they are trouble! Maybe he's trouble! Maybe he'd been in his sandstorm too long that he was beginning to hear things. Nah he's fine, he just has a split personality, or does he? "Look I like my job, and I dun care how much I get paid. Y'two need to leave or it's my neck." He replied after Caribe, only for the other to mention valuing his own safety. "Ah screw this, I'm ejecting you two out of here. He stated, pulling out two Pokeballs he tossed them out, revealing his Stunfisk and Gligar. "Wrench! Scary Face on that dumb Cow. And I mean the Pokemon, not the human this time! Flathead use Spark!"Hoo boy there had to be a story about that first bit eh? As fitting, when the conflict started and all balls were flown, the Cow stomped on the Stunfisk, which let out a surge of electricity that would do little more than hurt the Miltank! Meanwhile the Gliscor flew up and made a face that was either scary or hilarious, depending on your point of view, while the Mankey would run up and Suplex the poor flat fish pokemon. Trainer Encounter Weather: Darude [attr="class","qkt-bkgd"] [attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn"] Wrench LV 13 HP 100% [49/49]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn2"] Flathead LV 15 HP 100% [31/62]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani/gligar.gif) [attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani/stunfisk.gif) [attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn2-1"] Orla LV 17 HP 100% [55/64]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn2-2"] Brutus LV 15 HP 100% [41/41]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani-back/miltank.gif) [attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani-back/mankey.gif) Flat Head [Static]: Normal Wrench [Hyper Cutter]: Normal Orla [Scrappy]: Normal (-2 SPD) Brutus [Anger Point]: Normal Spd44 Orla used Stomp Spd35 Wrench used Scary Face Spd30 Brutus used Seismic Toss! Spd19 Flat Head used Spark!
Static Paralysis XGgf9K0Qp_1-100- Fail
Spark Paralysis p_1-100 - Fail
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Post by Caramell 🍬 on May 19, 2024 12:32:21 GMT 11
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Dust whirled furiously around in the air. The storm raged, screaming with a loud roar as sharp bits of debris scratched against the thick pink cattle’s hide. Orla squinted in the wake of the dusty storm, her rich blue hues studying their opponents through a narrowed view of the world. Dust caked the landscape in an exuberant cloud of dust, creating a copper-colored haze that clung stubbornly in the air. Caribes raised an eyebrow and wondered mentally how the man heard their comment they’d shared with Silas about the worker’s supposed wage whilst dangling in the air and when they’d made it in a lowered and more casually shared conversation.
Caribes tapped their fist against their chest and coughed profusely. Saliva droplets slung through the sandy air from the effort, though most were stopped from the headscarf wrapped securely around Caribes’ head. There’s no way they’re trained to have superior hearing. This man is wasting his skills, that I’m sure the government would make great use of. The thoughts were kept locked securely inside of Caribes’ head. Though there was no reason not to share the sharp jab with Silas for their own amusement between each other, the newly found acquaintance would be in too close of proximity in the current moment. “I really need to see my friend. You see….she might not make it to tomorrow. She’s nearly 90…can’t you understand?” Caribes asked through coughing fits.
To Silas’ own comment, Caribes turned with a soft sigh. Of course, their beloved nephew would fret over their wellbeing to no end, tending to and caring for Caribes’ frail form and ensuring that they could make it through the storm. “I can rest…*cough*….when I’ve *cough* made sure Della is *cough* ok…she might need our *cough* help cleaning up her place again, *cough* you know…” He added in their world-building moment. It was easy enough to slip on a nickname that fit their prime target and wouldn’t easily give her away. Then, perhaps, the worker would move out of the way to allow safe passage for Silas and Caribes. Though this was not the case, to which two strange looking Pokemon popped out in greeting.
Caribes’ heart remained conflicted for this lost fool who carried both a Pokemon who didn’t evolve – at least to the best of Caribes’ ability at understanding the Pokemon – and one who was later found to have an evolutionary line when once it was considered that they couldn’t. Was the pole worker simply someone who worked with Pokemon lacking evolutionary states who had collected their Gligar friend before the new discoveries enlightened the world on their unlocked potential – thus making them no better than any other species with the capabilities of evolution? Or was he always as lost and blind as the rest?
“Please…sir…you’re making us do this just so I can see my friend…” Caribes scowled, their eyebrows knitting together with thick wrinkles that lined the corners of their eyes and their lips. Caribes quietly delighted in the chaos of the moment, hoping it would leave room for pilfering this foolish worker for all they had after Silas and Caribes thoroughly whooped his butt, though questioned if that would be a smart move in the aftermath. “We really don’t want to have to do this…you can’t eject us. And surely…you don’t get paid to fight common citizens, right?” Caribes tried to insist, lips curled in a tight frown. Caribes’ eyes looked…tired. As though all the years of their life finally caught up to them and dragged them down with it. “Orla, if he still won’t let just pass…I guess you’ll need to Stomp again.” Caribes instructed with an exasperated groan.
OOC: Sending out Orla and using Stomp on Stunfisk!
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Post by Pixel on May 20, 2024 5:59:04 GMT 11
"Why do you insist on being so needlessly cruel?" Silas snapped at the worker. "Can't you tell my Uncle's health is poor? I couldn't possibly let him wander out here in this weather all alone and he refuses to not check on his dear friend. And here you are preventing us from traveling further down a public street." Silas was able to put on a very convincing act of an offended businessman. Then again, he was at one time an actual businessman. The whole 'concerned for his ailing uncle' was a new spin on things, but he knew how to set his jaw and narrow his eyes and pitch his voice just right.
"Your JOB is to fix those cables, not prevent citizens from walking down the street. If those cables were down or at risk of falling, perhaps I could understand. But as it stands, you are putting all of us at risk for no good reason! I should report you to the city." He returned to 'comforting' his 'sick uncle'.
A few pats on the back, "Hold on and try not to breath in the dust. We'll see Della. Don't get too upset, you know what the doctor said about your blood pressure."
He watched Orla stomp at the stunfisk again. "Brutus, keep helping Orla clear us a path." The mankey did as he was told quite happily, once more trying to grab the stunfisk and yeet it.
— Word Count: 000 | OOC:Brutus uses Seismic Toss
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Post by vartio on May 23, 2024 10:34:15 GMT 11
"Frankly fellows, I don't care what excuse you're making at this point. Your stories sound like they're as made up as my Wife." With that awkward bit of information aired, and a lack of a mind to comprehend the beans he just spilled, he tipped his work hat momentarily before thinking he had a great idea! "Arright Flat Head, time to Slap 'em! Wrench, time to tell dat dere Cow ta knock it off!" As ordered, the Stunfisk would begin muttering foreign noises that did not belong in this world, becoming coated in Darkness. However before it could complete the process, it would summarily get pounded and yeeted, flying out of the area. Thanks to the Sandstorm, the owner could only look with shock, he couldn't just let these brats get away with this! He'd have to come back for it some other time! "Dagnabbit. Now you're making me mad!" Meanwhile, Wrench was really set to putting the Screws to the two pokemon, flying up it proceeded to do a front flip and smack the cow over the head with its tail. "Alright Hammer, let's get to Poundin' them's behinds!" The trainer stated as he tossed out the Pokeball. Revealed could be described as something fused between a Stick and a Sausage fused with legs and green grapes for hands. It was the Lesser Terror of the Roadblock, Sudowoodo! Trainer Encounter Weather: Darude [attr="class","qkt-bkgd"] [attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn"] Wrench LV 13 HP 100% [49/49]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn2"] Flathead LV 15 HP 0% [0/62]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani/gligar.gif) [attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani/stunfisk.gif) [attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn2-1"] Orla LV 17 HP 100% [49/64]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn2-2"] Brutus LV 15 HP 100% [41/41]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani-back/miltank.gif) [attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani-back/mankey.gif) Flat Head [Static]: Normal Wrench [Hyper Cutter]: Normal Orla [Scrappy]: Normal (-2 SPD) Brutus [Anger Point]: Normal Spd35 Wrench used Knock Off Spd30 Brutus used Seismic Toss! Spd22 Orla used Stomp -Flat Head Fainted! Engineer Lucas is sending out Hammer!
(Left = Orla; Midleft = Brutus; Midright = Flat Head; Right = Wrench)
Crit uuS8Gezup_1-16 | X | p_1-16 -Nulled by KO| p_1-16
Damage p_1-16 - 16 DMG | X | p_1-16 - N/A | p_1-16 - 6 DMG
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Post by Caramell 🍬 on May 24, 2024 12:51:57 GMT 11
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The elderly gent raised a singular hand in the air and wheezed. Sharp grains of sand spiraled about in an angry whir and slipped between the protective cloth, managing to aggravate their airways. This was growing rather tiresome fast, causing the elderly individual to narrow their rich orange irises angrily in cable worker's direction. “Did we forget my medicine back at home?” Caribes patted his chest, grasping at their chest vainly as though the pain of trying to breathe might be disastrously hard on them. Despite their best efforts, the worker acted as though he wouldn’t believe them quite so easily.
“Nephew…I may need you to call my nurse…” Caribes turned their attention to Silas. A true actor never gave away the ruse simply because you suspected they were merely putting on a show. Plus, what if this worker just wanted to believe that? Or, maybe he had one of those nagging wives that caused him to wander out into a storm like this for sweet overtime pay, just to avoid going home to her! Yeah, that still made her real. Just…annoyingly so, with a wish she wasn’t. Well, he could wish all he wanted, it wouldn’t remove them.
“It’s a shame…” Caribes hacked, shaking their head as they spat a bit of the dust out of their lungs and onto the ground. “…young fellas deserve a love of their own. You know…I miss my old wife…” Caribes hummed, with a flicker of their gaze towards their beefy pink cow. A firm yet gentle nod with a quick command. “Orla try a Curse. Maybe we’re being too harsh, Nephew. Give him the benefit of the doubt one last time?” Caribes gestured towards the pathway insistently with a raise of an eyebrow.
Orla giggled as the rather rocky looking tree appeared in the blink of an eye, replacing the strange flat fish that she’d helped yet into oblivion mere seconds ago. “Oh, who are you?! You look fun!” She commented with a wide smile. Strange symbols appeared in the air above the pink bovine and spun all around them while wiggling back and forth. They created a strange curse that they used to afflict onto herself, which she absorbed as easily in hopes that it would bolster her own strength and stamina to keep a strong leg in the fight. Though honestly, she wasn’t really feeling super tired. Why, then, was it important to curse herself now? “Did you come to play with us now?” She asked Hammer curiously.
OOC: Orla using Curse!
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Post by Pixel on May 25, 2024 5:16:56 GMT 11
"I think we did leave your medicine at home," Silas said, glaring at the worker who kept being a nuisance and SENT OUT ANOTHER POKEMON. For arceus' sake, give them a break. How many pokemon did this man have? "You hurried out so fast into the storm that I forgot to grab it. I'm sorry, uncle." He made a show of patting Caribes' back as the older gent's back. Sure they looked nothing alike, but in this weather, that should be hard to tell. So why was this worker so insistent that they were lying and that he should abandon his work to stop them from doing stupid things like walking in said storm? "We just need to get you out of this weather...at this point your friend's house is closer. If we get you there, I can run back and get your meds. We just need for this man TO LET US PASS."
No dice. He went on a rant about the wife he didn't have instead.
"...I know you miss her. We all do. She was the life of the party," Silas replied, still laying it on thick. "And if she was here, she would be telling you to get your stubborn butt indoors and pulling you by the ear if she had to do so." Silas huffed for dramatic effect. "And you want to give this man the benefit of the doubt, while he keeps us from going forward, for no good reason? He is just risking your health more."
The prankster that he was, Brutus snuck up on the sudowoodo and attempted to trip the tree before he was noticed. This was so fun! Even if the sand hurt...
"We could go that way, but I'm not sure if nosy nancy here will let us. You gonna stop us from walking away again, SIR?!" Silas snarked, playing up his role once more of the entitled businessman from the city here to visit family. "Tch. Nobody respects the elderly anymore, I swear. If he has to go to the hospital because of this, I am sending YOU the bill and suing whatever company you work for. This is ridiculous!" He stomped a foot for effect.
From the corner of his eye, he watched Brutus make a menace of himself, darting around the feet of his foes. Fortunately their opponent seemed focused on the miltank rather than the little monkey scampering around.
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Post by Tiki on May 29, 2024 13:47:18 GMT 11
Lucas shook his head as if he's also disliking the people he was battling. Sometimes, not every trainer was meant to be your friend. "Well, if it's a generic, I am sure you can get some in a Pokemart. If you could stay put after the storm, of course." He was trying to be helpful now, but he was sure both parties just don't like each other like two Magnemite with opposite charges, fated to push each other apart. "Now," He seemed to clear his throat somewhat, dramatically. "I'm actually paid by the government with hazardous pay, now that you two were talking about it earlier. I guess you two didn't see or hear about the sandstorm warning rushing out this morning? And I don't recommend suing me or my company contracted by the government, it's not like we didn't give warning out." He shook his head, as if disappointed in his holiday present. "If you'll promise me you'll stay indoor until the sandstorm blows over, then I'll tell you. And make sure you're turning on the radio or TV!" He sighed a little, as if trying to make a compromise. "I know most of the households that live here, unless they're new residents, so I hope your friend didn't just move in.""Alright, Wrench, toughen up with Harden! Hammer, crush the Miltank with Rock Throw!" The hardworking man hollered out. The Gligar's skin immediately shimmered as it toughened up its skin from incoming impacts. However, nobody was really targeting it this time. Then, Brutus snuck behind the Sudowoodo using the Sandstorm to camouflage his beige skin. The Sudowoodo cried and fell on the floor, but quickly got back up. Then, it flung some rocks that were swirling in the sandstorm at the Miltank, but Orla wasn't the rocky road type. Finally, the bovine chanted and then summoned an ancient curse to jinx herself, but no more cursing was needed when she worked with Caribes. How did a recently born Miltank learned this curse was a mystery! Trainer Encounter Weather: Sandstorm [attr="class","qkt-bkgd"] [attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn"] Wrench LV 13 HP 100% [49/49]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn2"] Hammer LV 17 HP 64% [36/56]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani/gligar.gif) [attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani/sudowoodo.gif) [attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn2-1"] Orla LV 17 HP 44% [28/64]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn2-2"] Brutus LV 15 HP 78% [32/41]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani-back/miltank.gif) [attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani-back/mankey.gif) Hammer [Sturdy]: Normal Wrench [Hyper Cutter]: Defense +1 Orla [Scrappy]: -3 Speed, +1 Attack, +1 Defense Brutus [Anger Point]: Normal Spd35 Wrench used Harden! Spd30 Brutus used Low Kick @ Hammer! SPd20 Hammer used Rock Throw @ Orla! Spd17 Orla used Curse! Brutus is buffered by sandstorm! (-3 HP per turn, with last 2 turns combined, I've subtracted 9 HP) Orla is buffered by sandstorm! (-4HP per turn, with last 2 turns combined, I've subtracted 12 HP) Low kick acc and crit NtDg0r0Ap_1-100 p_1-16Rock Throw acc and crit p_1-100 p_1-16OOC: I don't see Sandstorm damage in previous turns, so doing it now 1-100·1-16·1-100·1-16
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Post by Caramell 🍬 on Jun 1, 2024 5:26:29 GMT 11
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Their adversary’s tree was quite the predicament to their plans. Caribes wrinkled their nose up in quiet frustration and hummed softly underneath their voice. What would be the goal plan now? Targeting one opponent and getting it down to wherever they could manage for decent damage was the smartest move to play on. Their foe, Lucas, offered his insight on the medications. Caribes sighed, creasing the wrinkles along their forehead more with a frustrated hum. They balled their hands into tight fists and pumped them at their side. “That won’t do at all! They’re prescription grade ‘as needed’ medicine. Who would have thought some fool would keep us in this storm so long?!” They snapped angrily.
The guy seemed to switch modes. Evidence that he needed the two out of his hair so he could work on the lines, just as much as they needed him out of their hair so that they could pilfer some lady’s home? “She really was, Nephew. We had twenty beautiful years together before I lost her….” Tears stained the corner of Caribes’ eyes as they spoke. It was a curious thought, indeed. Mostly, it just let Caribes know that while they were playing part of an act in many ways, this guy was not and was completely frustrated that nothing he did convinced the two to abandon their goal. “I know, nephew. I’m too caring and trusting, aren’t I? And what’s that getting me right now?” Caribes grumbled.
“You’ll let us through or escort us to our dear friend?!” Caribes turned to Silas then, their eyes glistening with feigned hope and happiness. “You hear that, Nephew? Della’s house will be right around the corner if this man helps us instead of hinders us!” They asked Silas with a nod of their head. The eyes spoke it all – how they could easily overpower this fool together if they really wanted to to make Lucas pay for wasting their time. That same look would melt away, back into the eyes of the aging uncle who was being looked after by his city-loving nephew, when Caribes turned their focus back to the battle before them.
Though, there was a snag in that plan. One that caused Caribes to turn back to their opponent whilst crossing their arms over their chest. They brought both feet together and shook their head vigorously. Giving up the ghost only until after the storms died down was not part of their character description. They’d made it clear – especially with Silas’ help – that they must make it to their friends’ house no matter the storm or obstacle in their path. “Please, sir... I am old and frail. I don't know how many years I have left, or if it may only be months now. We will be right out of your hair and promise to stay in Della's house if you step out of the way.”
A quiet nod to Orla and a sharp, “Orla, girl. Let’s go stomp over to Della’s house. He said he’d help! Can’t let nothing slow us down - especially not a little bitty storm!” Caribes jested, coughing profusely against the biting sands and howling winds. They would take a couple of steps as though to quite literally continue their trek, and only stop in their tracks if or when Lucas made it clear he still wouldn’t let them pass in the storm. Orlas rushed forward, jumping up into the air with a wild spin, in an attempt to slam one of her powerful hooves against Hammer's backside.
OOC: Orla uses Stomp on Hammer!
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Post by Pixel on Jun 2, 2024 3:37:16 GMT 11
"He gets them sent in special from the city. The stuff the pokemart caries doesn't help at all," Silas huffed. "Look, I get that you are paid to fix those wires up there despite the weather. But you aren't being paid to play police. This area wasn't marked off. It's just a road. We are so close to Della's house. We would have been there already if you hadn't intervened." He made a show of waving his suitcase a bit, really emphasizing the impatient city boy nephew visiting from out of town persona. It was not hard at all at act that way. It was one of the more natural acts he ever put on.
He WAS a businessman after all. He just needed a proper little nest egg that he could use to invest in getting his life back. His business back. He belonged in a boardroom, not on a journey like some kid. But here he was. He felt real pathetic for it too.
He let his own expression soften a bit in reflection of Caribes as the man acted a real show and even shed some real tears. "Auntie worked so hard to protect that gentler part of your disposition... you would give anyone the shirt off you back and she was the one making sure you didn't give it to some fool who wanted a laugh. If she was here, she'd be giving him a piece of her mind, I'm sure." At least they worked together well on creating make believe lore and back story? Neither of them were dimwits who stuttered and stumbled through the paces.
"Hm. He did seem to change his tune just now...I'm still a bit wary though. If you insist on escorting us, then you can follow us to her house. I haven't the foggiest clue what her street address is given this dirt road town barely has street signs, and my Uncle here knows the way by heart so I'm not even sure he knows those details as much as 'it's the third house past that bush that looks like a sleeping swanna'." Silas rolled his eyes. "Seriously. This place needs real roads. Maybe it would have fewer dust storms if it did."
He tilted his chin up.
"But if you will help us, then go on. Step aside. Brutus is a bit excitable though. He tends to 'kick' a bit before I can get him in his ball." And right on cue, the mankey tried to low kick the sudowoodo again. Silas also moved forward with an arm around his 'Uncle', as if to walk past the man now. He leaned a bit toward Caribes, voice low, too low for anyone but his companion to hear, "If he touches me, I am breaking his arm."
— Word Count: 466 (+400) | OOC:Brutus uses Low Kick
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Post by vartio on Jun 4, 2024 7:50:13 GMT 11
"My Ho-Oh, you two's story sounds about as likely as me being this year's Kantonian Idol. You's hiding something and I doubt it's that ya two's married." Something was off, just leave, right!? He had to deal with them quickly or stall them out as long as he could, maybe phone for reinforcements? Nah, he's THE MAN. He's got this! "Okay Hammer, let's show them how you Flail! Wrench, Quick Attack real fast like! Both of you show that Monkey the way outta here!" Wrench zoomed up and swung its claw in a wide arc as it flew by, striking the side of Brutus, letting out a laugh as it curved and flew up. ["Sorry, I don't like 'em thicc. I prefer my Women Slim!"] responded Hammer to the Miltank as it proceeded to run towards the Mankey, whose kick caught it in the knee, its whole body knee-jerking as it 'collapsed' onto the Mankey in response. Trainer Encounter Weather: Sandstorm [attr="class","qkt-bkgd"] [attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn"] Wrench LV 13 HP 100% [49/49]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn2"] Hammer LV 17 HP 14% [8/56]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani/gligar.gif) [attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani/sudowoodo.gif) [attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn2-1"] Orla LV 17 HP 44% [24/64]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn2-2"] Brutus LV 15 HP 2% [1/41]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani-back/miltank.gif) [attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani-back/mankey.gif) Hammer [Sturdy]: Normal Wrench [Hyper Cutter]: Defense +1 Orla [Scrappy]: -3 Speed, +1 Attack, +1 Defense Brutus [Anger Point]: Normal Spd35+ Wrench used Quick Attack! Spd30 Brutus used Low Kick on Hammer! It's SuperEffective! SPd20 Hammer used Flail! Spd17 Orla used Stomp! It's not very Effective! Brutus is buffered by sandstorm! (-3 HP per turn) Orla is buffered by sandstorm! (-4HP per turn
Order: Orla, Brutus, Hammer, Wrench
Crit nVB0z8Gop_1-16 | p_1-16 | p_1-16 | p_1-16
Damage p_1-16- - 8 DMG | p_1-16- 20 DMG | p_1-16 - 8 DMG | p_1-16 - 28 DMG 1-16·1-16·1-16·1-16·1-16·1-16·1-16·1-16
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Post by Caramell 🍬 on Jun 5, 2024 6:50:05 GMT 11
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Caribes raised an eye in the worker’s direction. Originally, he cared about the elderly gent’s health and even offered a viable means to get medicine if it were over-the-counter options. Now, he was trying to suggest that the story was some sort of corroboration. It was as though the narrative inside of the worker’s head kept slipping or he thought he could sense parts of the story that had never been revealed to the worker to know. The look that Caribes shared with Silas as they eyed the strange man quietly said, ‘can you believe this guy?’ Clearly they were meant for the looney bin.
“What is wrong with you sir? Honestly?” Caribes straightened their back up and turned to their small cow, who kept dancing against the harsh sandy winds that scratched her tough hide. “Did one of the flying bits of debris hit your head? Nephew, wouldn’t it be in our best interest to make sure this young man made it to the hospital?” Caribes coughed, pulling out a bit of cloth to press against their lips as the ‘spell’ of their ‘frail’ form overtook them once more. The weather was proving to be a thorn in Caribes’ side, for sure.
“But…Della!” Now to have their own conflictions, Caribes’ eyes widened with a strange, puzzled look. It was clear in the script that their character wanted to ensure the worker made it to the “hospital” via a couple of back alleyways where none would suspect a quick and possibly brutal robbery. This thorn was scratching at Caribes’ wrinkled flesh, making them lose their patience quickly. The more times the worker changed their own stance or remained defiant, the more Caribes felt an undeniably urge to sock him in his face with one of their fists. “I have to see Della and make sure she’s doing alright. But I don’t want to be a bad citizen and let this obviously sick guy not get the help he needs…”
The ball was in Silas’ court. Would the other gentleman get the hints that Caribes’ laid down? If so, would their plans deviate slightly to allow them the opportunity to bully a simple worker just trying to do their job amid this terrible storm? That hazard pay couldn’t possibly protect the engineer from something like that. “Orla keep stomping!” Caribes coughed, hitting their chest twice with the palms of their hands to clear their airways. Clearly, Lucas wasn’t going to stand aside and let them pass. ‘I’m going to break his face.’ The quick glance Caribes gave their partner seemed to tell Silas as they forced their face to remain as calm as rocketly possible.
Orla raced across the ground once more towards the large tree-like Pokemon with a wide, hopeful gaze. “Don’t you worry yourself about that!” She giggled, pressing two of her hooved paws against the pink parts of her cheeks with an adorable wiggle of her body. “I prefer my men with some meat on their bones! And bones! and fur! You’re just a hideous plant!” She snickered. She hoped that her hooves would have enough of a kick that she could easily knock the large plant out. The winds howled around her, cutting her against her back and sides. Yet, despite it all, somehow Orla kept an optimistic disposition. “I’m just here to play! You looked like a lot of fun! And you are! See?!” She chuckled with a powerful blast of her hoof in Hammer’s direction.
OOC: Orla uses Stomp on Hammer!
Words: 590 | Caribes - Orla
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Post by Pixel on Jun 5, 2024 8:54:05 GMT 11
"Clearly he does have a head injury. I have never met someone who changed their mind about helping someone in need and then accusing them of having ill intent so quickly in my life!" Silas snapped. "We just agreed to let you walk us to Della's house, you—" He calmed his temper and tried to breathe in, but he couldn't...because of all the dust. So he too just ended up with a sputtering cough. He then made a show of giving his 'Uncle' a pained look, "You really need to learn to stop giving people chances to take advantage of you. This man cannot keep his internal narrative straight. Clearly this weather is getting to us all. But he is the one being entirely too hostile for no reason. I don't really trust him at this point..."
He saw his mankey get thrown by a powerful flail, nearly fainting as a result.
Silas reached into his suit and pulled out...a soda bottle. "It's warm, but your coughing something awful. Maybe a stop by the hospital before Della's is the right thing to do since you've now been stuck in this storm so long without your medicine." His eyes burned ice cold as he looked away from their worker. When this battle was over and they had this fool isolated from sight, he was getting his face kicked in and stuffed into a trash can. Wallet. House keys. Sentimental pictures of his children? Yeah, he would be taking those. If he could figure out how to kidnap his nonexistent wife and stuff her in a trash can too, he'd do that as well.
He made to offer the soda to Caribes, "Here Uncle.Try wetting your throat a little. I wish I had water but...I grabbed this out of a machine at the bus station when I came here." Then he discreetly 'dropped' it and swore about the stupid wind.
The bottle popped Brutus on the head and then fell into his little monkey paws. He greedily pulled off the cap and gulped it down. Soda! And with that, a renewed vigor.
"Brutus, why did you have to drink that? That was my only bottle." Hopefully Orla could get this stupid sudowoodo knocked out and they could then gang up on the gligar.
— Word Count: 000) | OOC:Using a soda pop on Brutus. Leaving to mod to update.
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Post by Tiki on Jun 9, 2024 14:28:11 GMT 11
"I don't have head injury. I should be asking you instead. Somebody clearly didn't read the forecast. Well, either way, why did you wait until today to go see Delia? The weather was perfectly fine." Lucas continued, changing his opinion about the two gentlemen's intention of visiting Delia. He had some wild theories like trying to get on Delia's will or inheritance or something silly like having a grudge from the way she made cookies in a bake sale back in three decades ago. "If you have breathing problem, you really shouldn't be out in the sandstorm like this. When was the last time you had your doctor's visit?" He added, probably much to the two secret Rockets' annoyance. "You should worry about yourself instead of me, you could flare up your lungs." He wasn't that aware of their malicious thoughts yet. He didn't say anything much, but let out a single chuckle at the Mankey stealing the Soda Pop from Silas, as Pokemon stealing food wasn't an uncommon sight. "Hey, don't get your Pokemon too addicted to the Soda Pop. My coworker's Pokemon got into them and Belched everywhere. The other one either Screech or Boomburst. We had to switch to generic soda pops after that in the vending machine. Now, don't think I'll let your Mankey 'Feel the Freshness'"-- probably the slogan of this soda pop brand-- "Hammer, use Flail on the greedy ape! Wrench, use Quick Attack at the Miltank!"Lucas was starting to think maybe the Miltank would be tougher to take down. The Gligar quickly swooped and gave the normal type some Scorpius rising ruling and smacking. "Well, I guess I can see why you're working with that furry child." The rock type snickered in response to Orla. "Go play with your child!"The Sudowoodo went first, and thwacked the Mankey like it was nothing. The fighting type was hanging on by a thread, and pulled out a juicy blue Oran Berry to munch on, while Orla strode forward like mother Bewear making her way to protect her hurt Stufful. Once she was close enough, dutiful Orla stomped on Hammer like a Bewear putting her foot down, and howling at the other Pokemon to leave her Stufful babies alone. However, Mitlanks don't howl, so she mooed loudly and aggressively instead and stretched her vocal chord to generate a lengthy sound. With that, the Sudowoodo had fallen, and Lucas was down to his last Pokemon. Trainer Encounter Weather: Sandstorm [attr="class","qkt-bkgd"] [attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn"] Wrench LV 13 HP 100% [49/49]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn2"]
Hammer LV 17 HP 0% [0/56]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani/gligar.gif) [attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani/sudowoodo.gif) [attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn2-1"] Orla LV 17 HP 22% [14/64]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn2-2"] Brutus LV 15 HP 37% [15/41]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani-back/miltank.gif) [attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani-back/mankey.gif) Hammer [Sturdy]: Normal Wrench [Hyper Cutter]: Defense +1 Orla [Scrappy]: -3 Speed, +1 Attack, +1 Defense Brutus [Anger Point]: Normal SP+ Brutus used Soda Pop! 0 left. deducted from inventory Spd35+ Wrench used Quick Attack @ Orla! Critical Hit!SPd20 Hammer used Flail @ Brutus! Brutus ate his Oran Berry! 3 left, deducted from held item in party and inventory Spd12 Orla used Stomp @ Hammer! It's not very Effective! Hammer fainted! Brutus is buffered by sandstorm! (-3 HP per turn) Orla is buffered by sandstorm! (-4 HP per turn)
Quick Attack crit rWJM24zIp_1-16Flail crit p_1-16Stomp crit p_1-16 Order: Orla, Brutus, Hammer, Wrench
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