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Post by vartio on May 11, 2024 12:45:14 GMT 11
OOC:
Adjusting team to the following:
Maurwile || Combeat || Aurgunk || Quemar || Blipaur || Happiny (setting name: Haurp)
Front Pokemon will be Maurwile.
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The Bug Catching Contest was, at least in Vartio's eyes, a success. Sure, he didn't catch anything especially rare, and he had learned right after that he had replaced a rare bug that could ALSO Evolve into a Psychic type with another bug that could evolve into a psychic type, but it was a success! He had a new psychic type-to-be to join his party, and that meant one more step closer to a proper team. Now he just needed to fill in the ghost and dark type slots, although that would take a while - he had to begin relying on his pokemon for his own sake, afterall.
With that in mind he walked along back to the south, noticing a building he had missed the first time along because he had followed the main road. Susan squeaked and sniffed the air, not smelling anything in particular from over there, squeaking twice to indicate nothing to her owner.
"Huh, nothing huh... all the same we've been walking since the end of the contest, for now let's take a break and see what that place is about."
Vartio proceeded to the south and curled back up to the north to visit the house out in the middle of the wilderness. This reminded him of Selenia's home and her grandfather Merkun near Lake Serenity back in Godai, but not as out of the way and way and walked up to the house, and witnessing a stranger whom he approached slowly, raising a hand as Susan raised a paw in greetings as she hung off the back of his shoulder.
"Greetings, just passing through on my way back towards New Bark town for a bit to do some exploring. Mind if I rest in the area, Susan here says it's safe."
Susan left out a single squeak, raising and bowing her head in agreement with her trainer as she climbed up the back of his head and flopped on top of it, becoming his own Rat Hat.
"You're using my head way more often..." he stated with a dry time as his eyes glanced up at the jaw and two teeth above his eyes, only for Susan to squeak twice like a normal rat, emulating the words 'so what'.
"Seriously how much T.V. did you watch the last time we were at home, you're almost beginning to sound like you know words."
Susan squeaked out in mischievious laughter as she just rested on top of Vartio's head, not giving him a proper reply.
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Post by kito on May 13, 2024 9:12:11 GMT 11
Ah, hello there my name is Mr pokemon. I don't mind at all please come in. Here have some tea and take a load off. You look like you are exhausted. Where are you coming from if you don't mind my asking. Mr pokemon smiled at his guest before he got a idea. Say you said you were heading back to new bark? If that's the case could you do me a huge favor please? I have this egg here see. I think it might be a pokemon egg. I wanted to try and get it to elms lab.
This was supposed to be a easy job. A figure cloaked in the shadows said. Ah well that brat doesn't look so tough. I'll just wait till he's out in the woods. Then I will have that egg. With that the dark figure slinked into the dense forest to wait on his new target.
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Post by vartio on May 13, 2024 12:22:13 GMT 11
Vartio would smile softly, although his face clearly hadn't stretched that way often, making it not exactly the strongest or happiest smile anyone's ever seen. The man seemed to run a gauntlet through a number of things all at once. Poor old guy almost seemed like he was experiencing dementia. He had never seen anyone, even in Godai, jump through a variety of topics like that in his life. He'd seen people forget things, HE has forgotten things, but never in such a way. He could only hope Mr Pokemon here was al-
Wait, Mr Pokemon? Was his parents also Mr and Mrs Pokemon? Or was this some weird title? The number of surreal questions that crewed up from that one drew through Vartio's mind and used up a significant amount of his thought processes for a moment. Susan noticed something was amiss, climbing up Vartio's haori and resting on his shoulder as she faced him, pushing his cheek in with a paw as thought to motion him awake.
No response for a moment until Mr Pokemon stopped for a bit, upon which his mind stopped registering additional information, blinking and shaking his head a bit, Susan lightly crouching down and clawing into the Haori to avoid being thrown off and squeaking in surprise.
Finally Mister Pokemon had came to the question that was pertinent to everything.
"Ah... yes, I'm heading back towards New Bark town for a while. Might catch a few pokemon to-and-fro. I'll gladly run that errand for you if you need me to." Vartio commented with that soft smile back on his face.
Vartio was curious, he himself could probably identify the Pokemon egg, but the man did ask for Elm's expertise, and he'd yet to actually make a name for himself, best not to be too arrogant.
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Post by Pixel on May 15, 2024 5:45:17 GMT 11
Mr. Pokemon, oblivious to the inner thoughts of his helper, happily handed over the egg and continued to have his tea. "Just be careful," he would warn as the young trainer made to leave. "And perhaps don't catch too many pokemon on your way back. If that is a pokemon egg, you will want to be quick getting to Elm's lab. There's been shady figures about. That is one of the reasons why I cannot take it on my own. I'm not as spry as I used to be..." He sighed, wistful about those long ago years of his youth. Once Vartio was outside, he would find the weather beautiful and pleasant and without a shady person in sight. This whole errand would be a piece of cake. Honestly. What was that old man worried about anyway? Probably just the shadows cast by the trees. Nothing out here but some bugs and birds. The weather was even beautiful! The sun was warm and the air held a slight, cooling breeze. The branches whispered and rustled from every whisper of wind. Flowers were in full bloom and filled the air with their scent. The world was cheerful and green. However, as he approached Cherrygrove, one of the shadows seemed to take on a solid form...and he was grabbed from behind by a man in black! "Gimmie that egg, brat!" he growled, reaching for said egg. At their feet, a little purple rat ran around, nipping at his ankles.
Team Rocket Grunt sent out [LV 6] Rattata
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Post by vartio on May 15, 2024 8:09:44 GMT 11
Vartio took the egg in hand, taking a look he likely could have guessed almost anything equivalent up to Alolan, or Isdan, as he knew of, but he didn't look too much, just to be surprised. Susan would crawl forth down Vartio's arm and lightly pat the egg before turning around and running back up. The female in this Rattata and care for eggs clear as day as she squeaked her way in joy back to a shoulder for her entertainment view.
"Not a big problem. Just about got a second wind. A few hours, give or take one for distractions, about right Susan?"
Susan squeaked and saluted like a military Rattata, recognizing the orders. Vartio smiled towards Mr Pokemon. Vartio looked at Mr Pokemon. "Well there you go, Susan believes so too at this distance."
Vartio gave a bow of his head, and turned to head off towards the south.
The path was generally well kept, and the Wild Pokemon weren't that dense after a stint after the initial burst. Thankfully, Vartio had been chased by the equivalent of a level 100 Alakazam before, he wasn't that eager or easy to catch even if he wasn't 100% as spry as he used to thanks to 'Falling'.
Susan eventually caught a strange scent and Vartio slowed down, looking at her for a moment as she began to growl. Vartio looked around, but was unable to catch the person in question grabbed him from behind. An expert. Susan blurred and quickly bonked this man who had grabbed him behind on the forehead with a Quick Attack to force some distance, as Vartio cradled the egg against his chest by wrapping his left, dominant arm around it - which would have made it harder for your average person to have reached for it anyhow. His right hand dipped to his belt and he quickly tapped a button to enlarge and tossed it towards the ground. This convenience was sure inconvenient for slower reactions for situations like this!
There formed a certain Mawile, which flewed in place as its body seemed to shimmer as it let out a war cry from both of its mouths to intimidate the enemy Rattata near its trainer's ankles to help push him to get his freedom and establish distance.
Vartio would take his own momentum well from the thief released his haori, wrapping another arm around the egg and leaning forwards to roll onto his right shoulder considering the egg's position in his grip, Susan leaping off as Vartio quickly used his right shoulder to force a sort of mid roll pivot to turn around without applying pressure to the egg and turn towards the man.
Vartio couldn't help but look at the man and his silly outfit.
"...Please for love of Mew, tell me you're not serious..." Vartio said, blinking with incredulity.
"I heard about a Team Rocket for a time in my stay with Elm, but really? You guys wear a freaking R? Holy crap, no wonder you folks got disbanded. Who in their right minds as a criminal organization announces who they are like that? There's
confidence and then there's plain incompetence. No wonder you lot got disbanded 7 years ago. With gaudy outfits like that no wonder you all were found and beaten so thoroughly."
Vartio couldn't help but shake his head.
"Wait, let me guess, one of your members was required to stand outside and wear their stupid gaudy outfit one job, and then someone found out, and then you guys got your asses kicked by people who just knew better. By Arceus, you people are more idiotic than I could ever have imagined. At least the Nexus Syndicate was such you couldn't tell who was Nexus because NOBODY WORE ANY IDENTIFICATION. I bet you guys have trouble getting into a barber, nevermind a house to steal a poor overweight Pidgey. HELLO? POLICE? Weird guy wearing a suspiciously gaudy Black Outfit with a Red Letter on it just tried to open my neighbor's Window!"
Vartio shook his head and sighed.
"Let's address that Pokemon. First off: Maurwile, Power-up Punch."
As Maurwile would gather up energy in its fist, Vartio looked at the Rattata in question.
"Second up, a Rattata? Susan is the greatest Rattata in existence and even I'd not expose her to the average opponent were I a thief. She's too cute for one, but an unprepared Rattata is so weak that your average day 1 trainer will basically laugh them out of town unless they're using a Caterpie equivalent or a Magikarp! What would you do if I had a Gastly? Based on your Rattata's movements, unless bred, she greatly lacks the ability to use Bite at that level of development. What. The Hell. Are you Thinking?"
Susan squeaked in pride as she moved back to her trainer's shoulder, preparing to aide in his defense again.
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Vartio used Disassemble on Team Rocket Grunt.
Maurwile used Power-Up Punch on the Rattata!
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Post by Caramell 🍬 on May 17, 2024 1:39:10 GMT 11
The Rocket Grunt clad in the usual all-black attire draped over nearly every inch of his body save his face and hands jumped back as a blinding blur of purple and white slammed into him. Pain emanated pulsed from the point of contact, a large red welt forming on the grunt's usually pale cheeks, and spread through his nervous system screaming in alarm. That hurt like he'll! He grumbled underneath his breath, hands clenched into tight fists, and stuffed one carefully in his pocket with a devious smirk. "If you don't hand over that egg, I'll just carve you and your rodent up. How's that suit you?" The threat hissed off the tip of his tongue like steam escaping through a punctured pipe. They promised the newly acquired grunt, who dug his heals in from the very beginning and took any task assigned with ravenous fervor, that this was a cake walk of a mission. The old fool rarely kept company, and even that remained surely settled in the forms of small children barely cognizant of their team's skills or abilities. The grunt had been disgruntled, to say the least, to find an older man with his hands firmly wrapped around the prize. "My organization is the strongest and most capable there is!" The hissed intensified into a loud call that rose up over the canopies above, causing pink winged birds to take flight in an instance. "Of which, I doubt you know anything about. Talking out of your rear end in hopes to scare me off. I don't scare off easily and I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty. You understand?" A flash of cold hard metallic sharpened on one side instantly appeared as the grunt pulled his weapon out of his pocket and opened it, before closing it once more. He shoved it away with a stern growl. "Last chance, street rat, hand over the goods." He threatened. Vartio called forth a small Pokemon whose rarity caused the power-hungry grunt's eyes to sparkle. Greed seeped into his mind. What wouldn't it do to have both a newly hatched rarity and an egg, that the grunt could surely pawn off to the highest bidder? Headquarters expected the egg, that was a given, but there was no way they'd expect a Mawile. "I'll take that beauty off your hands when I'm through with you and that varmint on your shoulders. Ratty use Quick Attack!" He snapped, a stray finger extended as he pointed vat Murwile. Ratty the Rattata uses Quick Attack! |
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Post by vartio on May 17, 2024 3:43:13 GMT 11
"First mistake." Vartio said in response to the attack declaration, his voice calm and focused as he closed his eyes and focused for a moment, opening them once again. As the Rattata rushed forwards it would find that it would cause the Mawile to budge back a bit, due to being low level, however, it wouldn't have caused quite the impact one would have thought, thanks to the type resistance between the two, and more importantly thanks to Intimidate. Vartio looked at Maurwile, wishing he had a working Keystone to test something, not that their bond was that close to begin with. Something he'd need to resolve later. For now, he had to prioritize the here and now. 'Seriously I know this area's full of new trainers, but you'd expect a majority would be bringing something on the level of Cellulose. A Pokemon on a Butterfree's level of average development would have been wiser if you wished to steal Pokemon in this area...' thought Vartio in silence. With the advantage gifted by the trainer who had sold this egg, he had a good chance of winning this uphill battle as Maurwile responded with the latent energies surrounding it coalescing to the pokemon's fist as it turned around, the energies etching themselves into Maurwile's body like veins of light as it stepped forwards and punched the enemy Rattata in the face. "A weapon. Adorable. You act like I haven't fought Wild Pokemon directly, compared to even a Scratch attack from a Persian, or a Sneasel's claw, your knife's a joke." Vartio was putting on a tough act there, but that blade had definitely hit something inside him. A primal fear of the past. But he'd dealt with worse, and could power through it. "I know enough. Compared to Nexus, you lot seem like amateurs, bar jumping from behind. Why did you not strike me when you approached from behind with that tool? Why do you wear identification allowing people to track this back to your organization? Is it so desperate to prove itself a threat it relies on Brand Recognition?" Vartio shook his head and sighed. 'I say that, but at a glance, I'll need to swap out eventually or use a Potion...' Vartio thought to himself. 'Let's make things interesting...'He looked at Susan, who squeaked as he looked at her and whispered. "Prepare Operation Karsts." He said calmly, looking at her with a gaze that took her back. She nodded with a squeak, disappearing down the back of his Haori without even causing the slightest ruffle of his clothes. "Maurwile, return for now to my side."[ "Gotcha! (Wile!)"] Responded Maurwile, who leapt back and moved near Vartio's side, only to look confused for a quick moment as it looked down, only for Vart to move his finger up and lift it in front of his face, a silent order to Mawile. Vartio would then pick up a Pokeball and toss it out, revealing a Combee that buzzed about. [ "Bzzzz, all Hail the Lord. (Cooom Combeee!")] "And use Bug Bite!" he added on, turning back to face Combeat. Wild Encounter
Weather: Clear [attr="class","qkt-bkgd"] [attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn"]
Ratty LV 6
HP 81% [17/21]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"]  [attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn"]
Combeat LV 6
HP 100% [21/21]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"]  Ratty [Guts]: Healthy (Atk -1) Maurwile [Intimidate]: Healthy Combeat [Honey Gather]: Healthy (Totals as of Round 1 end) Maurwile is now 9/12 HP Ratty is 17/21 HP. SP15+ Rattata used Quick Attack!
SP6 Maurwile used Power-Up Punch!
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Left = Maurwile | Right = Rattata
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KMuS85F2p_1-16 | p_1-16
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p_1-16- 4 DMG | p_1-16 - 3 DMG
(Round 2) Vartio recalls Maurwile, has sent out Combeat! (Round 3) Vartio has Combeat use Bug Bite! 1-16·1-16·1-16·1-16·1-10
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Post by Caramell 🍬 on May 19, 2024 16:45:18 GMT 11
The Team Rocket Grunt crossed his arms over his chest and narrowed his eyes firmly on this childish man. His hair looked an absolute mess, yet Vartio was trying to ‘school’ the smarter and more capable criminal on what the best Pokémon to use in the area were. How could this stale end piece of white bread begin to understand the complexities of the Pokémon that he might use – and especially that he might be able to afford to use? “Why would I want a useless thing like a Butterfree?! I’d rather your Mawile if we’re being honest. And since you keep suggesting that I should use something stronger, I think I will! By helping myself to your rare collection!” He laughed, tilting his head back with a cold cackle. Vartio spoke on a very rare Pokémon that cause the grunt’s ears to perk up. This strange looking fellow was once scratched by a Sneasel…could that mean that he still had such an exotic Pokémon in his clutches? That was one that would earn this grunt a lot of prestige within the organization and might even raise him up in ranks to Admin status, which would make things like acquiring the best Pokémon within his company so much easier. Then he would be scraping at the bottom of the barrel with a rat and a bat, of all things! “So if you just hand everything over like a good little boy,” the Rocket Grunt scoffed, spitting on the ground as though to emphasize boy with a rudely sarcastic tone, “I’ll be on my way!”Vartio kept on about some ‘Nexus’ group that this low-level grunt had never heard of. Perhaps it was one of those punk groups inhabiting other regions pretending to be bad without any inclination of what that truly meant? “I know how to join a team that is worthwhile and will help me achieve perceivably every goal I have. I don’t need to be discreet when even police officers fear you with the right rank.” He snapped firmly and shrugged. There was still so much that this naive trainer didn’t understand. “This ‘Nexus’ you seem so enamored with. Let me guess? They’re from some dumb region like Alola or uhh…Unova?” He asked with a raised eyebrow. He never planned to travel, why would he want to understand the other regions? What purpose would that serve him, really? “I’m growing tired of the charade. Ratty use your Tail Whip to gain back the advantage lost from that prized possession’s Intimidate and then use your Quick Attack!” He snapped firmly. Ratty would surge across the grassy ground in hot pursuit of the flying bumblebee and leap into the air, spinning around wildly aiming to gently slap Combeat across the face with his tail. As soon as he landed back on the ground, Ratty would tear through the wild grasses, rounding behind a tree and back out the other side, and leap at his opponent in an attempt to knock it clear out of the skies. Anything to prove his trainer the best and most capable there ever was! Ratty uses Tail Whip!
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Post by vartio on May 19, 2024 20:27:40 GMT 11
Vartio quite frankly had said enough at this point, closing his eyes, he let out a sigh. This one was beyond logic. He figured most would be like this. He gently moved his right hand over his eye, slid his fingers up through his hair, then brushed it off slightly to the side, his hand moving to his neck as he let out a deep sigh. "Those with the biggest bark, are often the smallest." He stated, his tone changing drastically as he thought back to the trainings back in his back yard. The image of the haired man with crimson eyes that was his father figure. He challenged that man, time and time again as he grew up. That man was brutally efficient with his commands, and yet he was also the kindest and only father he knew. He was remembering his father's words even now.
"Nexus. Bah." stated the man, no younger than his 40s, and yet he didn't look a day over 30. The man had an aura of intimidation that could rival Giovanni's gaze. The man had a Sneasel bring him a tray with tea on it - the family as a whole had a distaste for coffee, one way or another. The man's study was often open, and lit by candlelight despite the prevalence of aura based technology of that world. On the side of his desk rested an Abra, ever watchful, while a certain blue dog pokemon had been taking to the roof of late. Walking into the room came a young Vartio who simply wore a teal shirt, easily in his early teen years if just before. His left arm was bandaged, a sign placing this some time around when Vartio had been scratched by a Sneasel as a child. "Hm? What's that dad?" He stated, bringing his father some snacks to accompany the tea Sneasel had brought. Curious as ever about everything. His father rarely mentioned anything unless it was necessary. "Pests that I've been tracking." He stated, tossing a document onto his desk. Vartio wasn't ever sure where Arad got his info from, but knew his father had connections here and there. All Vartio could tell was his father was once a trainer, same as he, and that he met people who still keep in touch. "Those with the biggest bark, are often the smallest. These guys don't bark. They're surgical. By time you realize someone's a member they're gone, or they were a sacrifice or martyr who never knew anything more about the cause then their group's name and wanted to screw the rules. Nobody of Value, nobody with any information. Not even a unified goal - each breaking the law differently. Just started being real pests too after all these years." Arad said as Sneasel poured the tea, a small hand motion from Arad ceasing it as he lifted the cup and drank a sip. "Then they aren't all that strong as they?""Am I weak, Vartio?"Those words carried a lot of weight. Vartio knew Arad was still holding back. Knowledge, experience, everything. Arad could order his pokemon without a word, and get edges in in every way. He wasn't like the Espers that normally were spoken of in Oraclair, either, to the east of their hometown of Cascadia. "No dad.""You make loud moves, moves that can't be ignored when you need to make a statement. Fear's a useless resource without the correct Resources to be a sustainable threat. They don't want to make loud moves. They have a goal, and those who aren't aware of that goal are just used as bait. Spread the name, without having to spend anyone of intelligence or worth to their organization. That's what's all on my desk, nothing of value that they couldn't get otherwise. Arguably easier."Vartio blinked and thought about what his father said, his head bowing as a certain Gastly would come up from underneath, lifting the boy onto its large round head. "Whoa! Gastly!"This man, Arad Num Amotak, Vartio's grand uncle by birth and adoptive father by a respect for his nephew, chuckled at the pokemon that the boy would later called Gastaur and Hauntaur, softly leaning his left cheek into his fist as he took another sip before picking up a cookie while the boy was distracted, eyes drawn once more to the papers with a cold glare. 'That they show themselves at all as an organized front means they want their name and motto out there... they got the bite, they're simply making it clear their numbers are such they can afford to weed out the chaff for it...' Arad quietly thought to himself.
This rocket was a nobody, a nothing. It all made sense now. Vartio let out a sigh, realizing he had been wasting time. "Your lack of logic is... disturbing." Vartio said as he finally got over it. His eyes opened and focused on the Rocket. He lifted his hand from his neck and moved it back to his side, looking at Combeat. "You don't know the worth of Pokemon. You don't even know your own worth." Vartio spoke calmly as he shifted his sight specifically towards the Rocket, speaking in a tone that showed he was just done entertaining this Rocket. His voice wasn't quite his adoptive Father. His father clearly had seen and done things, fought foes that put Rockets like this to shame. Vartio's greatest 'foe' poachers. They were selfish but they weren't stupid, and Vartio had required what he now deemed 'Operation Karsts' to ensure a win versus them. Vartio didn't have a 'killer' bone in his body, normally. But this was an actual apathetic person. And for that he stopped being 'nice'. "Combeat, one more bug bite."Combeat would buzz and nod with a 'Bee!', buzzing forwards it would attempt once more to bite into the enemy Rattata. A man obsessed with Rare Pokemon, but couldn't even comprehend the worth of his own pokemon versus others. This Rocket was like the bait Nexus put out. They existed to spread the name while the competent ones likely had some bite. In short: wasting a brain cell on this one was not worth the time. Wild Encounter
Weather: Clear [attr="class","qkt-bkgd"] [attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn"]
Ratty LV 6
HP 48% [10/21]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] [attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn"]
Combeat LV 6
HP 71% [15/21]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] Ratty [Guts]: Healthy (Atk -1) Maurwile [Intimidate]: Healthy Combeat [Honey Gather]: Healthy (-1 DEF) (Totals as of Round 3 end) Maurwile is now 9/12 HP Combeat is now 15/21. Ratty is 10/21 HP.
Vartio swapped out Maurwile for Combeat!
Sp15 Rattata used Tail Whip!
SP15+ Rattata used Quick Attack!
SP15 Combee used Bug Bite!
(Left = Combeat, Right = Ratty)
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UDMPzivJp_1-16 | p_1-16
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Post by Pixel on May 21, 2024 7:09:42 GMT 11
"I do too know the value of pokemon!" The rocket snapped. "Like that egg? That's valuable. Gonna get me a nice big paycheck for just grabbin' it off you. And a mawhile is worth way more than some common butterfree. Even that combee is worth more than a butterfree if its female." There. HA. Look how smart he was! He totally wasn't stupid. There were totally more than two braincells here to rub together. And all of them were in aggressive, mug the child mode. He moved closer again with a sneer. "Now, blabbing about nonsense and fork everything over. I'm losing my patience."
His rattata bristled at the combee, twitching with ratty menace.
"Use quick attack again. Put that combee in the ground," he growled. He didn't have time to play 'let's talk philosophy with some brat.' "AND WHO ARE YOU CALLING SMALL?! I am big enough to beat your puny butt into the ground."
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Post by vartio on May 21, 2024 7:53:51 GMT 11
"This egg...? Isn't that rare." He said glancing it for a quick moment. "Nor is a Caterpie family any rarer than a Rattata..." Vartio knew Rattata were nothing rare, but he cherished Susan all the same. Thus far everything had gone to plan. It was risky, using a lvl 1 like this, but it was a Risk worth doing since it would help the Pokemon's growth. "Let's wrap this up, Combeat, Return. Maurwile? You're up again."Combat buzzed and fluttered back. "Yezzz M'Lord. (Com Combee!)" It said agitatedly, ready to finish off that Rattata itself. Maurwile jumped forwards, landing in front of the Rattata, glaring at it with a subtle aura ebbing off it that would terrify that Rattata. Maurwile smiled quite mischieviously. "Hi there, I'm death. (Ma Mawile Ma!)" It called out, its large second mouth swinging around and fake biting at the Rattata to scare it more. "And use power-up punch!"
Wild Encounter
Weather: Clear [attr="class","qkt-bkgd"] [attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn"]
Ratty LV 6
HP 14% [3/21]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] [attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn"]
Combeat LV 7
HP 38% [8/21]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] Ratty [Guts]: Healthy (Atk -1) Maurwile [Intimidate]: Healthy Combeat [Honey Gather]: Healthy SP15+ Rattata used Quick Attack! SP15 Combee used Bug Bite! Vartio has swapped out Combeat for Maurwile.
Maurwile's intimidate will lower Ratty's Attack to -2.Maurwile uses Power-Up Punch. (Totals as of Round 4 end) Maurwile is now 9/12 HP Combeat is now 8/21. Ratty is 3/21 HP.
(Left = Combeat, Right = Ratty)
Crit Rolls
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Damage
p_1-16- 7 DMG | p_1-16 - 7 DMG
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Post by Pixel on May 25, 2024 7:30:47 GMT 11
Before the mawhile could land a punch, the rocket suddenly returned the rattata that was on its last legs. The other trainer switched, so this was a clean switch for him too. "Zuzu use supersonic! Confuse that pest into hitting itself in its own face! Or maybe punching its trainer in the kneecaps so it breaks'em. Hehe." The rocket laughed nastily at his own joke and ploy. This would not only restore the rattata to no longer having attack debuffs, but the zubat resisted fighting moves. Look how clever he was! Heh. TAKE THAT PUNK. He watched his zubat lurch about a bit, frantic on hurried wings, before screeching loudly to try and disorient their foe. "Tch. You're awful dense, brat. Rattata and caterpie are cheap. Common. Not worth tryna sell. It's called money, kid. You sell the rare pokemon for money." His tone dripped with condescension. Like the trainer was stupid and couldn't connect the dots as to why he would want to take an egg and the mawhile. To him, profit was the obvious answer and why he didn't want a dang butterfree to steal!
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Post by vartio on May 25, 2024 11:26:11 GMT 11
'Oh Arceus, and I thought my opinion of him was already rock bottom. Can't even comprehend investment in a stronger teammate.' Vartio thought to himself. He'd had about enough of this. The fact was he'd gone to all that effort to kickstart Maurwile's progress only to get shoveled. Well, at least he had the mind to bring a Pokemon even less threatening than before. The Zubat came out and exchanged a Supersonic, only for Maurwile to shake its head and ignore the sound before landing a punch upon the Bat's schnoz. A surge of energy swelled around Maurwile, who let out a prideful 'Ma!' ('Hah') to the Bat Pokemon. "Hm... that speed... within reason. Maurwile. Keep at it and punch it again."Vartio felt confident enough in his position in the situation. That Rattata looked done for. And this "Rocket" was so obsessed with scrooging his money that he likely didn't know how to use a Potion, much less own one.
Wild Encounter
Weather: Clear [attr="class","qkt-bkgd"] [attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn"]
Zubat LV 4
HP 94% [17/18]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"]  [attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn"]
Maurwile LV 1
HP 75% [9/12]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"]  Maurwile [Intimidate]: Healthy (Atk +1) Zubat [Inner Focus]: Healthy Ratty [Guts]: Healthy Combeat [Honey Gather]: Healthy SP10 Zubat used Supersonic! It Missed! SP6 Maurwile used Power-up Punch! Vartio has declared another Power-Up Punch!(Totals as of Round 6 end) Maurwile is now 9/12 HP Zubat is now 17/18 Combeat is now 8/21. Ratty is 3/21 HP.
Supersonic Accuracy
VXjPfVT4p_1-100 - Miss
Power-up Punch - 1 Damage Regardless
1-100
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Post by Caramell 🍬 on May 29, 2024 8:27:53 GMT 11
The grunt smirked quietly to himself. Vartio’s tongue must have been stolen by a wily Meowth, considering that the other man seemed to lack any real words amid their kerfuffle. Whether Vartio was quietly reconsidering where he stood in the grand scheme of things, the grunt felt extremely confident that he’d manage to get the egg and make a fast getaway. He just needed to take that stupid, yet valuable Pokemon that this young ‘kid’ had no idea how to train or raise and sell to the next highest bidder, who would probably be nearly as foolish. “Zuzu, can’t ya see?” The grunt groaned, exasperated. How did Zuzu’s attack miss?! The other option wasn’t exactly the tactic that the grunt wanted to use early on. It would have been much better for both, if Zuzu’s attack didn’t just bounce off the nearest tree presumably and disappeared to Arceus knows where!?! “Listen to me carefully, Zuzu. Remember our 3 Ts to Treasure?! First T is Time. We need Time to be on our side in every operation we do, if we want to strike it rich!” Now, doesn’t this beg the question as to what the other two Ts are? The grunt focused on the battle instead of answering such mild curiosities. “Zuzu use your Supersonic! Really aim for them this time! Like, with all that you’ve got, buddy!” He called out desperately. The flighty bat zipped between the thick branches of the nearby trees, spun around one of the live oak’s large trunk, and popped back in the air just above Maurwile. “Anyone seen where to find a small fly or even a nuisance mosquito around here?! A bat is starving! I can’t work on s stomach like this, man. That’s cruelty to Pokemon!” The bat chirped loudly, releasing a loud screech that was aimed to try and confuse its opponent. Zuzu the Zubat uses Supersonic! |
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Post by vartio on Jun 1, 2024 13:31:09 GMT 11
"Fool." Vartio stated coldly, once more that energy from his Falling running through him and slightly affecting his mental state as he grew more and more agitated. He took in a deep breath, letting it out as he felt that anger run through him. He hadn't felt like this since using Honaur, his Honedge, to cut of that Raticate's whiskers for harming Susan. The Supersonic had landed, but Vartio barely seemed fussed, in fact he didn't seem to care at all, even as Mawile stumbled about and ended up falling onto its face. "Power-up Punch. ." He called, with a break between the two to make his intent clear. He was intent on crushing this 'Rocket' at this point with his least trained Pokemon just to set an example. Afterall, he had to give himself a handicap somehow. Not that he expected to lose. [ "Ughhh, bats, the only thing dumber than that stupid Frog..."] Maurwile groaned as it tried to recover from falling on its face in its confusion. [ "Stop moving around and comere and lemme hit you!"]
Wild Encounter
Weather: Clear [attr="class","qkt-bkgd"] [attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn"]
Zubat LV 4
HP 94% [17/18]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] [attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn"]
Maurwile LV 1
HP 50% [6/12]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] Maurwile [Intimidate]: Confused (Atk +1) Zubat [Inner Focus]: Healthy Ratty [Guts]: Healthy Combeat [Honey Gather]: Healthy
SP10 Zubat used Supersonic! Maurwile is confused! SP6 Maurwile hurt itself in confusion! Vartio has declared another Power-Up Punch!(Totals as of Round 7 end) Maurwile is now 6/12 HP Zubat is now 17/18 Combeat is now 8/21. Ratty is 3/21 HP.
Supersonic Accuracy
C7e0Y79zp_1-100
Supersonic Duration -
p_2-4
Confusion Chance -
p_1-100
Confusion Damage
p_1-16
1-100·2-4·1-100·1-16
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