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Post by Caramell 🍬 on Jul 8, 2024 13:37:09 GMT 11
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As though it wasn’t enough that they were assaulted by some deity who loved rolling storming weather, they were confronted by the strange lady who doubled down on her opinions. Caribes raised one of their eyebrows, carefully glancing towards the heavens above whose usually bright and sunny gaze was wiped out by the swirling sands around them. “I think it’s the suit.” Caribes chuckled in a low tone underneath their breath, obviously meant to be a whisper only Silas would be able to pick up. “I dressed like a country bumpkin because that’s all that thrives in a place like this. I mean…their Gym Leader specializes in Bug Types, of all things!” Caribes jested.
Orla handled her own, slamming her hoof down on her adversary with a powerful thrust. Brutus followed it up beautifully, gripping the twirling ballerina with ease and stealing away the remainder of Kirlia’s fight. The Pokémon pet-sitter wasn’t giving in so easily, however. She remained firm in both her conviction and in her stance to keep their battle ongoing. “Lady, you’re crazy.” A small crack in the façade, though not so much that it would cost Caribes their performance. “I get lots of solicitors at my house all the time, so I get the need to want to defend yourself from them.” Caribes insisted, the frail uncle charade once more placed back over their personality as though it might have been the real deal.
The rather plain looking chinchilla created a burst of stars that spun through the air and slashed into Orla’s bright pink hide. She stumbled a bit, rubbing the spot where Minccino cut her, and growled underneath her breath. “That wasn’t very nice, you know.” The rotund cow slapped her belly, causing her enlarged udders to giggle from the minor shockwaves, and shook her head disapprovingly. Was everyone unaware of how friends were supposed to treat each other? “Maybe, you need a timeout!” Orla insisted gruffly, stomping one foot into the sandy earth in preparation of her next move.
“If you refuse to back down, then you really are tying our hands. Orla, you must Stomp out this opponent too. This lady thinks we’re some kind of overgrown Cubchoo Scouts or something.” They huffed, folding their arms firmly over their chest. Surely, Caribes looked too old to play into such silly events? Perhaps Silas didn’t, what with his briefcase locked firmly in hand as though he were desperately trying to save his dying business from going under (and probably failing horribly at that). But Caribes? A frail old man whose outwardly wrinkled skin and thin form seemed to scream of being just a decade shy of hospice? They were confused more than anything else how the babysitter held so strongly to her convictions.
Orla nodded her head with a wide, excited smile. Can do! She rushed after her opponent in the blink of an eye, picking up the speed she lacked from the previous moment. It was difficult to stay at the top of her game all the time. Especially amid chunks of flying debris trying to scrape against her skin, causing minute cuts that bleed and ached from the pain. Wasn’t there any other Pokémon her trainer could rely on besides her? It wasn’t like he was off somewhere else, somehow hosting other battles and simply unable to call them out in her stead. “Well, I hope you’re ready for this one. It’s going to be a doozy!” She chuckled. She tried her best to slam her full weight – hoof first – on top of Minccino as she leaped at her opponent.
OOC: Orla using Stomp on Minccino.
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Post by Pixel on Jul 9, 2024 2:49:27 GMT 11
"Indeed, she's battier than a honey tree in Ilex or a dark cave in kanto," Silas groused. Was she throwing rocks at them or was that just the storm kicking up debris? Either way, he was feeling exceptionally harassed right now. "I work in the city, lady. I am NOT here to sell you anything. Reading the house number on mailboxes is NOT a crime and I was nowhere near your door!" He grit his teeth, taking a step back, absently putting Caribes a little between him and the lady, not because she frightened him, but because he was very close to punching her lights out.
Calm.
C a l m.
Breathe through it Silas. Put on that Colgate smile and be nice. Charming. Friendly. A businessman to your core. Don't go slapping the crazy out of ladies who decided to yell at you for walking on the side walk in front of their property and having the audacity to LOOK at their mail box.
"I think we need to just keep moving Uncle. This storm is getting worse," he muttered. "Brutus, just try to get that overgrown rat out of the way so we can keep moving." He looked quite ready to just skirt around the girl, one hand in his pocket, the other gripping the suitcase in a white knuckled grip. "We need to get to Della's before Uncle's asthma acts up."
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Post by Tiki on Jul 13, 2024 14:48:00 GMT 11
There was no doubt that the sandstorm was definitely picking up now, as the sky around them turned into a dreadful beige once again, with howling wind and flying rocks everywhere. The dogs in the yard scampered back into their little houses. She retorted back everything they said. "Nuh, uh, you're the crazy one. You would think I'll pity you and buy something after hearing a sales pitch in the middle of a sandstorm? Or you're looking for my address to mail me some more ads later?" She made a shooing hand motion. "Cinccino, use Swift again!" She hollered out her next move again. The small grey furred rodent bolted across the grass and was readying for another honing stars attack, but little did it know, the Miltank went first and stomped its little fluffy tail. The normal type screamed in pain and grabbed its tail to nurse it, completely abandoning the idea of Swift for now. Then, when it was thinking to attack again, the Mankey grabbed it and jumped up high, spun it a few times before being dropped on the ground. The Cinccino was on the last of its health, as the sandstorm continued to smack rocks at everyone. Wild Encounter Weather: Clear [attr="class","qkt-bkgd"] [attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn"] Minccino LV 20 HP 5% [3/58]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn2"] Kirlia LV 20 HP 0% [0/51]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani/minccino.gif) [attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani/kirlia.gif) [attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn2-1"] Orla LV 21 HP 70% [54/77]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn2-2"] Brutus LV 19 HP 56% [28/50]
[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) Kirlia [ Trace] [Anger Point]: Status Cinccino [Cute Charm]: Status Orla [Scrappy]: Status Brutus [Anger Point]: Infatuated! SP58 Orla used Stomp! plj1uQZyp_1-16 p_1-100Cinccino flinched! Infatuated check: 1-50 yes can't attack: p_1-100SP37 Brutus used Seismic Toss! Everyone gets hurt by sandstorm! (-4 HP Minccino, -5 HP Orla, -3 HP Brutus) 1-16·1-100·1-100
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Post by Caramell 🍬 on Jul 16, 2024 13:18:51 GMT 11
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Caribes needed to remember some of the mantras that they taught in the anger management classes they semi-forced in prison. It was one of the many ways some inmates could lessen their sentences, though it never seemed to pan out for the elderly gent all that well. All the waste years, listening to the correction officers chatting openly around them, along with the hired therapists and various other ‘professionals’ shoved in their face. It was just going to be wasted effort if they snapped in the open and seized this woman by the thr- well, better not to dwell on it.
“Can’t you agree that none of us want to be out in this storm? Think about it from a logical point of view.” They insisted, honing their inner therapist. “You’re using a lot of ’you’ statements, miss. Isn’t it better to use ‘I’ statements to keep things deescalated?” A dark smirk covered their jaw as they turned their attention to their hefty cow. Orla was like a bowling ball running after pins. This lady’s Pokémon stood absolutely no chance, really. “I feel like the words being used to hurl insults at my nephew and I are coming from a tinfoil hat wearing idiot. See how much that obviously deescalated everything? Hmm?”
So clearly, Caribes wasn’t above being childish at times. Would Caribes truly be Caribes if they were? Honestly? Look within yourself and look me in the eye and promise me they would be, if they were above such things. At least they weren’t getting crazy fangirls at their doorsteps or something, so I mean. Maybe it was working out in their favor. “We’re losing precious time. And considering our previous obstacles, we really need to find Della.” A quick comment in vague terms that couldn’t lead anyone but Silas onto what Caribes meant, with an eye wiggle.
“Orla, I feel that Stomping is our best course of action given that the insults and attacks make me feel this woman is just too hostile to talk reasonably. Please, don’t hold back.” Now would you please just give me a year less on my sentence, you ungrateful imbeciles, before I strangle you with a cut extension cord for being such useless wastes of spaces with ‘badges’?! Ugh! Focus….focus… “You’re only going to lose and after Orla has no one left to face? You better just head inside before I tell her to find a target. Don’t be too daft, understand? We’re going to my friend Della’s house. I don’t care what you have to tell yourself to feel better about this.” A loud, sharp, groan for emphasis as Caribes prepared to walk away. Come on, clearly this needed to be the end. Right? Let us go, crazy lady!
OOC: Orla using Stomp on Minccino.
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Post by Pixel on Jul 17, 2024 11:27:05 GMT 11
"You want to know what is in this suitcase? Not stuff to sell. Clothes. MY. CLOTHES. Since I am here to visit my Uncle for a weekend. Have you never heard of day trips? By the gods of creation, time and space, you are both dense and paranoid. Did a solicitor mug your grandma? Did a stray postcard ad kill your father? What is your deal?!" Huff. He squeezed his pocketed palm tighter, nails digging into the flesh of his thumb.
Think happy, non-sandstorming thoughts. Like how they would surely get some rep and reward for bringing those rarer pokemon they pilfered off the city worker to the admins. Maybe he'd inch his way a little closer to a rank higher than Grunt. Maybe he'd have enough notoriety to NOT get sent on useless jobs like these that made him want to pull his hair out.
He thought this gig would be painless and boring. That at worst he'd have to kick some wild pokemon out of the way to Delores' house. But NO. Everyone they met so far had been nosy and over-involved with passersby. And in a sandstorm no less. What he wouldn't give for clear weather and an easy jaunt to Granny's house for some classic breaking and entering. Nothing fancy. Just smash a window, shake her down a little to figure out what Mitzy meant and then bail—furthering the name and reputation of team rocket along the way.
Silas got control over his breathing, "Brutus, just throw the rat out of our way. I think we're done here."
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Post by Marchbaby on Jul 21, 2024 14:37:15 GMT 11
Rose would never admit it but her defeat was indeed inevitable. Even if neither of her opponents Pokemon caused any damage this round the sandstorm alone would end the battle. With that in mind she set out to cause as much damage as possible while hoping for some kind of divine intervention. Before the mean spirited lady could saw a word Orla was already running forward and with one final Stomp brought about the end of the battle. Rose fell to her knees in shock not believing that she had just lost but been throughly crushed by the pair of trainers. Even if she tried to use her own body as a shield she would only get flattened by Orla and with no other option she was finally forced to admit defeat for the sake of her Pokemon. As she wiped some sand from her face she finally started to break out of the shock and speak. " I surrender, I have no other means to stop either of you. This weather was of no help to me at all in this battle. If you two want to proceed I cannot stop you as much as I want to." She then reached into her pocketbook and handed both trainers a small wad of cash before stepping aside to let both trainers pass against her better judgement. Wild Encounter Weather: Sandstorm [attr="class","qkt-bkgd"] [attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn"] Minccino LV 20 HP 0% [0/58]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn2"] Kirlia LV 20 HP 0% [0/51]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani/minccino.gif) [attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani/kirlia.gif) [attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn2-1"] Orla LV 21 HP 70% [54/77]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn2-2"] Brutus LV 19 HP 56% [28/50]
[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) Kirlia [ Trace] [Anger Point]: KO'ed Minccino [Cute Charm]: KO'ed Orla [Scrappy]: Status Brutus [Anger Point]: Infatuated! SP58 Orla used Stomp! Minccino KO'ed SP37 Brutus did not get to attack as there was no target. ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani/miltank.gif) Orla gained 1 level for defeating Kirlia and 1 level for defeating Minccino. She is now level 23. ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani/mankey.gif) Brutus gained 1.5 levels for defeating Kirlia and 1.5 levels totaling 3 levels for defeating Minccino and is now level 22. He also gained 1 happiness and now has +3 happiness overall. ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/trainers/sightseerf.png) Rose gives £1,000 that will be split evenly between both trainers. (£500 each) OOC: Money and levels updated.
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Post by Caramell 🍬 on Jul 22, 2024 11:06:54 GMT 11
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What even were the citizens of Azalea? Caribes raised an eyebrow and watched the deranged lady change her tune as soon as they handed her a sound and swift defeat. Were most of the trainers around the area that beefed with their Pokémon, given the wild Pokémon that inhabited the area around them? Or was this a touch of the classic ‘luck’ that seemed to follow many of those that moved underneath the well-known ‘R’ emblem. “Surrender? Idiot, you started the whole mess!” Caribes firmly snapped, though they eagerly accepted a bit of payment for their woes.
Putting the small lump sum offered by their opponent away, Caribes needed to consider their next actions very carefully. It wouldn’t be too long before a search party began for the other fool. Coupled with even the notion of something happening here…And well, that wasn’t the most sound investment they could make. “We’re just looking for Della’s house. Surely, you here? I wouldn’t be so lost if the sandstorm didn’t make seeing anything impossible.” Caribes tried, a bit more humbling, just like an aging and elderly gent who was just tired after a long day of stressful activities.
She relented with a shrug and gestured a few houses up the road, before taking off back inside to escape the storms. Caribes rolled their eyes. They turned in the direction of the howling winds and nodded whilst shielding their face from the worst of the storms. “There’s a chance it’s three houses up.” Caribes raised an eyebrow and nodded. There was a chance that this wild goose chase would only grow wilder and stranger with each twist and turn. Surely, someone had to lead them on the right path forward?
Caribes trotted off with Silas as they continued their trek onwards. “I’m going to be real honest with you.” A casual glance over their shoulders and around the usual areas someone might eavesdrop. Not like they were dumb enough to spill too much out in the open anyways. “The prize better be well worth all this hassle.” A quick statement that said everything else compromising too much. The poor admin that would get an ear full if this was some wild goose chase! Caribes seen his fair share of them, only meant to shake off those that would never truly make it within Team Rocket’s ranks. This would probably have to be the worst by far.
OOC: Time for the next thing! || SWITCHING Orla out for Fagin. Only active mon here [Lv 12] guys!
Words: 407 | Caribes - Orla Though Marchbaby & Pixel This Shows that the level rounding is done at the end. (2/2) + (2/2) would still be 1+1 or +2 levels for Miltank Mankey should be | (3/2) + (3/2) > 1.5 + 1.5 > 3 though, right? Since this was a true double battle. Unless was getting an extra +1 from somewhere else like the Mod Bar? Marchbaby edit: Yeah I miscalculated there. I will fix Brutus's level now.
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Post by Pixel on Jul 22, 2024 12:10:38 GMT 11
Silas was READY to get out of here. He glared at the lady and took the money for the hassle. She was LUCKY they didn't have the time to shake her down for her pokemon too. They needed to get this robbery done before anybody discovered the 'missing' workman they discretely made vanish. Once they were out of earshot, the sandstorm making the crazy lady barely a hazy shadow in the distance, he turned to Caribes. "I have dealt with mission with clearer guidelines that were less hassle than this and dished out proper compensation. If this is indeed a wild-swanna chase and we're being given the run around by an admin on a power trip who isn't even planning on paying us for our time? I think I will make sure there's suddenly a position open for promotion."
He was quite grumpy.
As they traveled up the hill, his mood worsened and worsened. This storm was just adding to his frustration! BAH. He kicked a can and tried to breathe deeply. Which was impossible when his face. was. covered. He went through his calming mental ritual so that he didn't punt kick the nearest toddler that crossed the street. Silas didn't even consider himself an angry person but this town brought out the worst in him.
Eventually, they reached the top of the hill and he was able to look at the mailbox without being accosted.
"Delores. This is the right house," Silas said, shoulder slumping a bit in relief as he laughed a little. FINALLY. Now, how did they approach this? Tactfully? Break-and-enter. He looked around. It was a nice enough place. Well minded lawn. A few decorations scattered about amongst the flowers. A plastic flamigo holding a 'My Happiest Place is in the Garden' sign rested at an angle, having been blown over by the wind. The house itself was brick and old fashioned—not quite a century old in its design, but pretty close. The windows were blocked out by frilly curtains that were overtly feminine—adorned with roses and fluffy felines curled up into sleeping balls of floof. "At least this place looks more welcoming than the last."
He opened his suitcase and pulled out an orange vest, which he pulled over his suit. He also pulled out a clipboard. "No harm in trying the 'direct' approach. Feel free to join me or break in through the back if things go south." Silas then walked up to the door and rang the doorbell, hoping Delores answered. If he could sweet talk his way inside and ask her about her home as Caribes snuck around, then that was ideal. Though at worst she'd be another crazy who'd slam the door in his face and send her pet poochyena's after them for daring to knock.
— Word Count: 468 (+400) | OOC:Switching around my team since I plan to do a quest soon. Mankey no longer in this thread but in my mainline journey. I will be using only Chimecho who I will swap Weaver out for. Note: Mankey should have gained +3 LVs, not 4. So he should be LV 22. I am using a couple of candies on him elsewhere to boost him to 24, so his LV should be correct. NOTE FOR MODS: While we do love us a challenge (esp since post badge encounters are a thing and Silas does have a badge) we're cool seeing lower level NPCs/Wilds too! NPC levels are getting close to Bugsy here. lol.
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Post by Marchbaby on Jul 25, 2024 12:51:16 GMT 11
For a few seconds after Silas rang the doorbell their was an eerie silence. It was almost as if nobody was home but out of the blue the voice of a woman could be heard yelling from inside the house. "GET OUT OF MY HOUSE YOUR FILTHY VERMIN BEFORE I HAVE YOU TURNED INTO ROADKILL STEW" The front door to the house then flung open revealing a Nidoran F and a Mankey being chased by the lady who had yelled a moment ago. She was so distressed she did not even realize she had visitors as she took a broom and tried to smack the two wild Pokemon. "OUT I SAID OUT OF THIS HOUSE THIS INSTANT." She yelled again as the two Pokemon looked at her like she was the craziest person in the universe. All they wanted was a bit of food but this psycho of a woman was not showing them the slightest bit of compassion at all. They had no idea what her problem was but they were about to defend themselves from her onslaught when the woman finally noticed SIlas standing there probably wondering if the woman had escaped from an insane asylum or a mental ward of some kind. The lady managed to gain enough composure to finally ask for his assistance not knowing that the reason for them being there might not be out of the kindness of their heart. She had not noticed Caribes trying to slip around her house yet but with all the commotion going on he would likely be able to sneak past her while she was distracted by the wild Pokemon. Regardless of whether or not he would assist with the current issue at hand the woman seemed pretty desperate and would likely have a reward if they helped her to deal with their problem. " I have no idea how these two got in my house but I need them gone now. I do not care what is done to them so long as I never have to deal with these pests again. Vermin like this do not deserve to live" She then waited to see if her visitor was just going to stand their questioning her mental state or if they would help her out. ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/bw/mankey.png) ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/bw/nidoranf.png) Mankey (Level 11) and Nidoran F (Level 12) are causing a ruckus. What will Caribes and Silas do? Rare? 8tTLjwvxp_1-6p_1-6Which Commons? p_1-5p_1-5Shiny? p_1-42p_1-42Levels? p_8-15p_8-151-6·1-6·1-5·1-5·1-42·1-42·8-15·8-15
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Post by Caramell 🍬 on Jul 25, 2024 15:14:48 GMT 11
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Caribes chuckled. Silas was the perfect companion for their misdeeds! He had a nasty habit of favoring Pokémon whose eventual evolutions would make them tricky to control. That was a…minor flaw…in an otherwise ideal Rocket agent that would serve their organization well. Once Caribes managed to ascend the ranks of Team Rocket, they would be sure to make Silas the appropriate rank near their own levels but perhaps, within eyesight out of an otherwise healthy abundance of precautions no matter the individual. “Back in my day,” Oh, the perfect line to get to know your companion by! No one liked it.
“We’ve done worse for less. The wrong recruit could get his ass handed to him by trying such a stunt. The right recruit could get rewarded as a very lucrative Executive and eventually allowed to help in a very infamous Silph like heist.” A gentle whistle left Caribes’ lips as they preferred not to elaborate further. They absolutely had no qualms with getting the job done. They also seen their fair share of red herring missions – some that nearly drove them to madness early on in their careers. Starting from the ground up, especially in their now advances age, meant that many would possibly target them just to ensure Caribes was still up to snuff.
Caribes grimaced as they approached the home of the infamous Delores. “She uh… certainly has… an acquired taste.” Already, none of this looked right. It reeked of tuna by scent alone. The kind of tuna whose can had been opened but left on the windowsill for days on end, until the stench was simply unbearable. There had been moments like this in his past, sure, and they always led to some kind of ridiculous goal. “Listen. If this proves nearly fruitless, I’m making it worthwhile. Before we report back.” Ok, yep. Caribes was still salty over the last two encounters too.
“I’ll slip into the back. Hang on, my team’s perfect for this.” He smirked, calling out a few oddly looking creatures from their balls. One was a small ghostly little guy hiding underneath a Pikachu doll, who immediately disappeared as soon as Caribes plucked the doll from Chuckie’s body. All the warnings in the Pokedex wouldn’t be enough to see that it wasn’t going to petrify you to the spot for doing so. Kayako, solemnly, appeared and skulked through the carefully manicured gardens towards the side of the building, blending in with the natural growth of vines around the sparse trees or seemingly fading into the manicured bushes. Fagin landed beside Silas and stared. Intensely at the other man.
“I’m leaving Fagin here to help you. He’s a new member but he knows the rules.” Now the quirky stork turned to his trainer and the two locked eyes for seemingly a lifetime. “No funny business. I haven’t made soup in a while buddy, and I really love the taste of ‘poultry’.” Then just before Delores came bursting through her own front door to greet Silas, Caribes would slip in through the back. Fagin immediately froze in an awkward pose you would have naturally assumed only a statue carved by man would have pulled off. Was he testing Silas’ capability to just take over, Caribes’ threats to see if the old gent would make good, or truly trying to blend in and not get caught by Delores? The world may only know!
Caribes grimaced as soon as he carefully slipped in through the back door after picking it open. The house was kept perfectly intact. Everything had a place and was in its place. Most of the common things that one would have multiple of – like dishes – were even labeled where they belonged. These weren’t the things that cause Caribes’ face to contort unnaturally so. It was the oodles and oodles of small statues and whatnots that littered all sorts of makeshift shelves hung on nearly every inch of the walls. And where there were no shelves, a picture was stuffed into the open space! Ok, Mitzy, you stupid creature, where are you! Well….they hoped it was just like a pet Meowth. Please don’t be something stupid, like a recipe!
OOC: Fagin uses Thief on Nidoran F!
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Post by Pixel on Jul 27, 2024 3:01:49 GMT 11
Worse for less wasn't something Silas cared about. He had standards and the world kept turning since whenever in the dark ages that was that Caribes was talking about. Though the pun using Silph made his eyes narrow a bit. He was FROM that part of Kanto. He was intimately aware of that situation with the Rockets. Interesting. But he didn't ask for elaboration. Not when it was show time. Caribes sent out a few interesting pokemon to help him scope out the lawn and house—leaving behind a weird bird to sulk behind him like a strange statue.
At that moment, the door flew open and he was left blinking at the weird old lady, Caribes vanishing behind the house, as two wild pokemon caused mayhem on the front stoop.
Delores was elderly, as they assumed, and there was a certain smell about things that made him think that she had a habit of either letting her pokemon roam or feeding certain wild pokemon, then getting upset when the less cute ones invaded her property. Silas did see this as an opportunity, however, grinning at her. "Yes ma'am! I am actually here today regarding our pest control services. Why don't you go inside and I will handle things out here? When I'm done, we can talk about what we can do for you to ensure your home is secure from bugs, vermin and other wild pests." Silas gave a jaunty little wave before turning.
Time to show he was good for it...
Ah, what better way to make someone trust you than with a happiness evolution? He took a different ball from his belt than usual and threw it, revealing a chimecho. Scout jingled and swayed, looking back at him curiously, squinting a bit in the sand.
"Scout, do me a favor and toss that mankey out of the yard," Silas said cheerfully. "Your confusion should be perfect for that." Scout swayed and bounced, excited to get to be helpful, and promptly swooped down to the mankey's level.
<No hard feelings, but you gotta gooooo,> he sing-songed, trying to obey his trainer by reaching out with psychic energies to grab and yeet the mankey as far as it would go. So much fun! It bobbed and giggled and swayed. Fun game, fun game! More More!
Silas checked over his shoulder. Ideally Delores had gone inside to watch from a window or something. Look at him, being useful and a good citizen. Not suspicious at all. And if she turned into a paranoid old bat on a whim? Caribes was breaking in through the back. Their entry into the house was a sealed deal.
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Post by Marchbaby on Jul 31, 2024 13:38:17 GMT 11
As soon as Delores walked back into her house the battle got under way and in the blink of an eye Scout had managed to fire off a powerful Confusion against the opposing Mankey knocking out the young fighting type before it could even attempt to make a move which left the female Nidoran fearing for her life. Not only was she out numbered now but she was by far the slowest of the remaining Pokemon and had no hope of making a move before Fagin could strike. Within seconds the Bombirdier scored a direct hit trying to steal anything she may be holding with Thief. As the Nidoran finally managed to compose herself she rushed towards the large stork pointing her horn right at the young Bombirdier trying to poke him with her horn. She was able to make a small amount of contact with him but his feathers were thick enough to prevent the poison from entering his body leaving her effort mostly in vein. What little damage she did cause was laughable as Fagin quickly shook off any discomfort from the attack. Before any of the Pokemon could act again the Sandstorm started to swirl around violently pelting all three of the remaining Pokemon sapping some of their health. By the time the storm calmed down enough Nidoran was in quite a bit of trouble. She knew another round like the first would end the battle and that her Poison Sting was not cutting it. Barring some divine intervention her only hope to avoid being sent to the stone age was if one of the humans showed her some level of pity and captured her instead of launching another attack. Wild Encounter Weather: Sandstorm [attr="class","qkt-bkgd"] [attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn"] Nidoran F LV 12 HP 47% [18/38]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn2"] Mankey LV 11 HP 0% [0/33]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani/nidoranf.gif) [attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani/mankey.gif) [attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn2-1"] Fagin LV 12 HP 83% [35/42]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn2-2"] Scout LV 18 HP 93% [56/60]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/gen5-back/bombirdier.png) [attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/ani-back/chimecho.gif) Mankey [Ability]: KO'ed Nidoran F [Ability] Normal Fagin : Normal Scout [Levitate] Normal
<Nidoran takes 2 damage from Sandstorm, Fagin takes 3 damage, and Scout takes 4 damage as well from the ongoing Sandstorm. Nidoran hit Fagin with Poison Sting for 4 damagebut it failed to cause Poison. Mankey was OHKO'ed by Confusion and Fagin's Thief caused 18 damage to Nidoran > Confusion Crit?sY|WS7Lsp_1-16 Thief Crit?p_1-16 Nidoran F Move:p_1-4 Poison Sting Crit?p_1-16 On (1 Fagin, 2 Scout):p_1-2 Poisoned? (20% chance)p_1-100 Mankey is OHKO'ed Thief damage:p_16-19 Poison Sting Damage:p_3-4
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Post by Caramell 🍬 on Aug 3, 2024 16:06:45 GMT 11
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Caribes remained firmly locked outside of the battle. Their focus was on the mission at hand, and being able to locate the illusive Mitzi that both Silas and they were sent to locate and collect in the name of Team Rocket. They trusted their partner, placing their bets that Silas remained ever vigilant in proving his skills useful in a pinch even with their given avian to help aid the other man in the fight.
Was Fagin being something of a nuisance without Caribes’ watchful eye? They glowered, eyes hinting with flecks of anger at even considering such a notion. If Fagin proved to be a waste of their time, Caribes would file him away same as any other Pokemon who would not or could not pull their weight. While Caribes detested evolved Pokemon with every fiber of their being, they loathed useless and disobedient Pokemon entirely.
A door closed, causing Caribes to pause with a crate in one hand, loaded with strange knickknacks and whatnots that hadn’t yet found a shelf to all their own. Some of them were ancient pieces that might fetch a nice price on the right auction websites. Was Delores simply holding onto these treasured minds under some delusional sense of ‘nostalgia’ and ‘memories’ she had tethered to them? A couple of the smaller ones were easily pocketed, as Caribes remained doubtful she’d even notice.
They released an audible sigh from their flared nostrils and turned to Chuckie as the strange ghost managed to find his way into Delores’ house. “Hey. Chuckie!” Caribes called out in a harsh whisper, just barely loud enough to get their Pokémon's attention. Delores needed to remain distracted whilst they searched. Should be grow suspicious of Caribes’ appearance inside of her home, this could turn uglier than it needed to be.
Not that they were above handling people by any means necessary. It would just help if they could avoid that path entirely. Chuckie floated along the ground mimicking footsteps as he approached his trainer, head craned upwards to stare into Caribe’s rust-hued eyes. “I really don’t want to be a Guinea Pig for whatever you have cooking inside of that brain of yours…” Chuckie sighed, knowing his words were falling on deaf ears. “But sure, how can I be a puppet on your string this time, master?!” He inquired sarcastically.
“Good boy.” Caribes pulled out Chuckie’s doll once more and slipped in on top of the apparition’s ethereal form, before gently patting the doll in the direction they wanted their Pokemon to go. “Mice are really bad vermin you don’t want inside of your house. Go be a mouse and chase her onto a chair or something.” They instructed. Chuckie darted towards the room Delores was in as Caribes moved to the back bedrooms in their search. It had to be around here somewhere. There was just no way this was all some elaborate Swanna Chase!
Meanwhile, Fagin remained…Fagin. As soon as he broke the curse on his statue-like appearance, he was all in the fight and eager to prove himself. “And I say all the hard feelings! Let them have all that they want! We just don’t want you here, and that’s the problem!” The large stork squawked almost gleefully, flapping his feathers with a wide grin. “So it’s better I do this quickly without remorse. Right? Right. Hold still now, it’s going to be quite the new hairdo!”
Fagin’s sharp beaks tried to find purchase against Nidoran’s tough hide. He didn’t find any held items on Nidoran the first time, but that didn’t mean his opponent wasn’t hiding something somewhere. Needed to be absolutely sure that the only things his opponent had was the fur on her hide and spikes on her back, nothing more and nothing less. Meanwhile, Chuckie jumped at Delores’ feet, hoping to give her quite the scare.
OOC: Fagin uses Thief on Nidoran F!
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Post by Pixel on Aug 4, 2024 4:59:32 GMT 11
With the mankey yeeted out of the way, that left the nidoran remaining in front of them to deal with. Already scout could sense a shift in the air. The sandstorm was slowing and the granules flaking away from his skin to be replaced by cooler, brisker air. It was as if that terrible storm whisked in a cold front and autumn itself with its icy chill.
<It's nothing personal, but you need to go away> Scout said cheerfully, repeating what he did before to the mankey and attempting to throw the little nidoran out of the way.
Silas, confident that the two pokemon had this situation handled, walked back up to the door and knocked to try to summon Delores back to the front. Though if she didn't answer, he could easily crack open the door to 'innocently' get her attention.
"The pests have been dealt with, as per your request!" he called out. "I would love to come inside to discuss further options for pest management with you! I am sure we can find a deal that will suit your needs." With Caribes sneaking in the back, Silas being as overt out front would be a big help in keeping his cover hidden. Of course, once they were both in the house, as long as they kept the old lady from any phones, all should be fine, but who knew what Mitzy would turn out to be?
Silas mental rifled through a half-dozen possibilities, ranging from a beloved, show winning meowth all dolled up in lace and ribbons, to a designer dress that she wore to fancy parties as a young woman, to a disgustingly elaborate jello salad recipe of her own creation that once won first place for creativity back in the stone age.
Rocking on his heels, he did his best to mind his manners and not act out. He had to be calm. Patient. If he flew off the handle here and now, their ruse would be exposed and all would go to hell in a hand basket. They'd come too far and dealt with too much to walk away now. They NEEDED this to go well. He didn't care if granny had a shiny pink craniados somewhere in this house, if it was named Mitzy, he would be removing it from her possession before awaying into the night.
"It will be easier to discuss your options if I can come inside. It's getting a bit brisk out here. What a strange, stormy day today has been, eh?"
— Word Count: 423 (+400) | OOC:Using confusion on Nidoran F
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Post by Tiki on Aug 11, 2024 12:30:14 GMT 11
The foreign avian dart forward at the light blue Nidoran once again, trying to snatch up whatever courage and bravery she had held from fighting the two humans' well trained Pokemon. The Chimecho didn't even have to do anything this round. The poison type immediately retreated, hurrying along with the Mankey and exited through the front door. Delores then appeared calmed down a little. "Thank you, young men for getting these pests taken cared of. AY called a few days ago before the annoying sandstorm appeared. AY was worried these pests were going to keep me up all day and night you know? I wouldn't want my precious Pokemon to lay a finger on them, and this is why AY had to call you pest control. AY was also worry about them pests coming to steal MAH food or MAH Pokemon's food. Thankfully, at least one of them was able to scare them away. AY've had my Pokemon for many years, decades even! If their demeanor and look was enough to keep the pests away, and they didn't want to lay a finger, then that's fine with me! Who knew what kind of germs and grime and dirt and dust those Mankey and Nidoran have? AY wouldn't want them getting dirtied and then walking around MAH house! MAH old bones weren't like they used to, and I couldn't vacuum or mop more than thirtee minutes before I get tired! MAH doctor said to take it easy and AY shouldn't take too many painkillers!" She rambled on, looking around at one of her Pokemon that was resting peacefully on the sofa. Judging by its weary looks but well built frame, the Pokemon would be a challenge to the two pretending not to be suspicious trainers. If Caribes or Silas mentioned of payment or pest control, she would continue again. "OH? There's MORE of THEM PESTS in second floor or the AHTIC! AY don't know! AY definitely hear them at night shuffling. AY guess only the Mankey and the Nidoran were brave enough to come downstairs today, right after the sandstorm ended! AY don't know where they come from. Must be through some tiny entry in the second floor or the AHTIC. They found their way in before the sandstorm come through the town. Thank goodness my roof held during the sandstorm! Maybe it was a flap or latch or something they were able to come through? These wild Pokemon are annoying as it is, and they're getting smarter! What if they're a trainer's released Pokemon? Can they do that? Back in MAH days trainers wouldn't release their Pokemon. Trainers these days have no heart and only worry about their gym badges and tournaments. Back in MAH days, we bond with our Pokemon when we go to school through the forests in Azalea both ways. Now, the town got bigger and there's less trees around too! Can't you believe that? Anyways, can you guys go up and kill those pests? AY don't want them to rot in my house either!"
![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/gen5/bombirdier.png) 3/2+2/2= 1.5+1= 2.5=3 Fagin +3 levels from winning, now Level 15! ![](https://play.pokemonshowdown.com/sprites/gen5/chimecho.png) 1/2+1/2= 1 Scout +1 level for winning, now Level 19! He can learn Take Down, delete a move? +1 happiness, now +12! OOC: Leaving her Pokemon vague for now for next mod or if I mod again next time in future. There could be more pests on second floor and/or attic, depending how long y'all want this group RP to go. what if Mitzy is on first floor? ![:P](//storage.proboards.com/2475952/images/j4x3M6WbsBpReeVALlIv.png)
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