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Post by Pixel on Sept 30, 2024 2:31:58 GMT 11
Silas' attempts to reach in and pick up the child were met by a glittering light screen. His hands literally bounced off, hitting the dazzling screen that had come to frustrate him since Blanchard and his obnoxious Manetric. Maybe he should have kicked the man while he was down. Ah well, since he wouldn't do anything about this right now...he looked over at the parasect that was watching them, doing NOTHING. He glared. "Be useful and use spore on this bodyguard. I will drag the other one out of the car when I can get in."
The parasect eagerly scuttled over to Blanchard, who was sitting there, utterly gutted, stunned by his own lack of motivation and loss. He was a man on the cusp of something—breaking down as he peered into the abyss he claimed he'd never leap into.
"Take a nap," Silas suggested idly. "You will feel better after." If Blanchard succumbed to the Spores, he would use this time to zip-tie the bodyguard...disarm him. And maybe do a little pokemon theft, Those pokeballs could go into his pockets, right? The Admins could have them later.
Back in the car, houndoom had knocked out one pokemon, only to be faced with another, spouting nonsense about hurting girl. She had strict instructions to do the opposite. How annoying. She growled and before she could use another dark pulse, whacked her head against the door frame. Hard. Stupid confuse ray. Her tail thrashed.
She dropped her head to snarl and grumble dark and wicked plots under her breath. The things she could and would do once she was able to see clearly. You better fear her, kadabra, because she would TAKE. YOU. OUT. — Word Count: 000 | OOC:Nasty Plot!
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Post by Caramell 🍬 on Oct 6, 2024 8:32:40 GMT 11
Blanchard remained a husk of his former self, wallowing in his own misery as he watched the battle for Alexandria unfold. Her Pokemon were powerful beasts to be reckoned with, trained by elite psychics around the world on nearing their next evolutionary journeys as far as most were concerned. He was positive in their skills and abilities; he just lacked the conviction to believe that even that would be enough to turn things around. So, when Parasect sprinkled spores all around him, Blanchard easily drifted off to sleep. Silas would find Blanchard easy enough to tie up. He didn’t even kick or hit in his sleep, remaining nearly motionless save for his chest rising and falling from gently breathing while he dreamed. Blanchard’s belongings, including his Pokemon, remained ripe for pilfering – off one person’s body and onto another. Maybe there were special, extra rewards waiting for Silas for the extra efforts made? Only time, and a visit with the admin wishing so much destruction along Silas’ path, would tell. Kadabra glared at Mercenary as she mumbled underneath her breath. Hounds of hell were the worse kinds of beast to eradicate. Though Houdini had no personal experience in such things, he heard tales of wiser and older psychic Pokemon who painted horrific pictures of these devilish creatures. “You will not communicate to your devilish leaders in the shadows!” Houdini roared. He raced after Mercenary and crashed into her side, knocking them both against the backseats of the car. “This will be your last dying breath, you heathen!” Houdini insisted, trying his hardest to knock the wind out of Mercenary’s lungs. Trainer Battle
Weather: Normal [attr="class","qkt-bkgd"] [attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn"]
Houdini LV 25
HP 100% [62/62]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"]  [attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn"]
Mercenary ♀ LV 30
HP 67% [63/94]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"]  Houdini [Synchronize]: Healthy Mercenary [Flash Fire]: Healthy [+3 Sp.Atk] | Light Screen: [2/5] SP71 Mercenary used Nasty Plot! Mercenary's Special Attack rose!
SP65 Houdini used Body Slam! (Note, Houndini's speed was based on Alakazam, and has been fixed)
Mercenary avoided being paralyzed!
Seren: 0/61 HP | Trace - KO'd | Draining Kiss, Metronome TM, Psybeam, Confuse Ray EM Houdni: Synchronize - Normal | Light Screen TM, Body Slam TM, Psycho Cut, Recover ?? (Metang): ?? Mod Notes Jessica HP 82% [70/85] |
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Post by Pixel on Oct 7, 2024 4:44:19 GMT 11
Poor poor Blanchard, utterly defeated in the worst of ways. At least he can sleep now and dream of better days. And Silas did plan to keep his promise. There was nothing for him to gain by hurting the little girl. Or even manhandling her. Ideally he would just scoop her up while she slept and she would stay out cold until she could be reunited with her father. They wanted the radio station, not blood on their hands. Not unless blood was necessary. However, a bloodless take over was much more effective in this matter, at least in his opinion, for whatever that was worth.
Silas tucked the away the valuables to give to whichever admin he though would compensate him for his efforts the most before checking in on the battle. Mercenary should have wrapped things up by now, especially with psychic types of all things, but something must have gone amiss, as she was nearly knocked out of the car by a kadabra. A body-slamming kadabra...and here he thought he'd seen everything.
"Mercenary! Stop dithering, we are wasting time. Now is not the time to play with your food," Silas snapped. "We can't have the girl waking up or the other man getting any bright ideas about 'rescuing' her." Even though he too was out of usable pokemon.
The houndoom, already fueled by foul and heated thoughts, curled back her lips and snarled at the kadabra blocking her from her mission. Her ultimate goal—to be in service of her master. Distorted black energy formed in her maw and she tried to blast the kadabra away with it. DIE DIE DIE.
Silas stepped back to access the situation his next steps. Hera was healthy, Syn was healthy enough, Jessica was healthy enough and Mercenary was fighting the girl's pokemon. Parasect was looking at him with those stupid, lifeless eyes but was being quite useful in sporing whoever he told it to spore.
"When I get the girl, your job will be to ensure she stays asleep while I transport her," he told the insect. "Got it? Hera, Syn and Mercenary can handle any further conflicts that pop up. Jessica will help us suppress communications." Silas circled the car, frustrated by the light screen blocking him out. He so much wanted to pop open this door and haul the stupid other bodyguard out, just to make sure the sniveling coward (protecting) hiding behind the girl was properly handled and couldn't bolt for help. — Word Count: 415 | OOC:Dark pulse. We gonna dark pulse till this battle is over.
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Post by Caramell 🍬 on Oct 7, 2024 12:27:23 GMT 11
Even though Alexandria slumbered, she was not afforded the opportunity to remain blissfully unaware of the battle that ensued by her sleeping form. Her nightmares turned dark, casting large, shadowy figures that loomed over her with devilishly dark intentions. Fire sprung up all around her, consuming buildings in the city she knew and loved. Many of her friends and neighbors ran out of their houses, screaming about how much the flames burned. “Hang in there!” Alexandria screamed, though she wasn’t aware that she was really screaming to herself. “My daddy will save us!”Houdini scoffed. “You will never end us. Even if I falter, my companion will ensure that you meet your untimely demise.” The hound remained a thorn in Houdini’s side. His eyes began to glow with a strange energy as he focused on the fork-tailed hellhound. The large foxlike Pokémon held one of his three-clawed paws up and waved them in the air. He focused, trying his best to muster enough of his psychic powers to pick the hound up and toss her towards the trunk of the car itself. However, she was swifter and moved too quickly for Houdini to react. Within seconds, he collapsed on the floorboard of the car in a crumbled heap, muttering about the agonizing pain wreaking havoc on his body. A large magnetic-looking Pokémon floated up and stared at the hound, then Silas, with quiet contemplation. They were not like the usual foes Seer fought against. Whenever someone bullied Alexandria or thought that they could push her around, Seer would always stare at them then whisper something to their beloved trainer about the futures that flickered behind their eyes. As they gazed into Silas’ future and saw all the death and destruction that might follow if the man remained on his current path, Seer’s eyes only widened in alarm. “Such…evil…!” They muttered quietly underneath their breath. Trainer Battle
Weather: Normal [attr="class","qkt-bkgd"] [attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn"]
Houdini LV 25
HP 0% [0/62]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] [attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn"]
Mercenary ♀ LV 30
HP 67% [63/94]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] Houdini [Synchronize]: Healthy Mercenary [Flash Fire]: Healthy [+3 Sp.Atk] | Light Screen: [3/5] SP71 Mercenary used Nasty Plot! Mercenary's Special Attack rose!
SP65 Houdini used Body Slam! (Note, Houndini's speed was based on Alakazam, and has been fixed)
Mercenary avoided being paralyzed!
Seren: 0/61 HP | Trace - KO'd | Draining Kiss, Metronome TM, Psybeam, Confuse Ray EM Houdini: Synchronize - KO'd | Light Screen TM, Body Slam TM, Psycho Cut, Recover Seer: Clear Body - Normal | Zen Headbutt, Iron Defense TM, Bullet Punch, Sludge Bomb TMMod Notes Jessica HP 82% [70/85]
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Post by Pixel on Oct 7, 2024 13:17:20 GMT 11
<Your companion will BURN. You will all BURN.> Mercenary snarled, dark flames seething at the corners of her maw, her eyes wide with a malevolent hellishness. It was a barely bridled madness driven by rage and spite. Her mind was whirling with vicious plots of how best to bring the very world to the cusp of obliteration. She would ravage the mountains and forests and cities until nothing was left in her wake but a blazing badlands. No man or pokemon would stand in her way. They. Would. FALL.
As the metang responded to the girl's distress, those dark flames took shape, writhing together into an unsettling orb of shadow and wrath. She fueled it with every horrible, terrible thought that ever passed through her mind and settled like a parasite in her soul. The thoughts that pleased her master—make others suffer, make them burn, show them that she was the strongest there was and all would fall at her feet.
That little light screen?
Oh how she LOATHED it. She would OBLITERATE it.
A howl erupted from her throat as she blasted that dark pulse at the metang with every intention of shattering that glittering barrier that protected everything in the car and kept her master out. She would prove herself worthy of his praise. Of his affection. Even if it meant melting this metang down to liquid ore with her hellfire.
Silas could see the barrier cracking even before the attack. There were spiderwebs in the shimmering barrier. Violet eyes gleamed with anticipation. "Good girl," he praised softly, a smirk curling on his lips. His hands twitched. Blanchard was out of the picture. Once this screen was down he had his plan.
He tapped a foot.
He would have Parasect climb into the car and spore everyone inside. Once he was certain they were all out cold, he would disable the other bodyguard fully and grab the girl. He had a blanket in his suitcase. The evening was damp and cold. There was nothing unusual about a father carrying his sleeping daughter on their walk home. He could hide in plain sight in this plainclothes outfit.
Parasect scuttled to the edge of the car. Tap tap tap.
"Soon, parasect. As soon as that barrier comes down...you know what to do," Silas said softly, covering his mouth with a hankerchief and withdrawing more zipties from his pocket. Soon soon soon. It would all be over soon.
— Word Count: 408 | OOC:Dark pulse! Then it's time to grab the sleeping girl and book it to the next location.
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Post by Caramell 🍬 on Oct 10, 2024 0:27:41 GMT 11
Seer eyes widened in alarm as the images repeated in their mind’s eye. They could see the world around them catching fire, with flames licking at every being and building around them. Something dangerously evil lurked underneath the hood – far darker and malevolent than Seer ever had the privy of meeting. But surely, a businessman who only wanted to rebuild his empire by any means necessary wasn’t as terrible as Seer made him out to be? “Such evil… No!” The large, metallic creature surged through the air, high on their own adrenaline rush. They slammed their fist into Mercenary’s side. The hound would fly. Fly high into the air. They aimed to make her fly into the roof itself, where she would bounce into the backseat before falling onto the car’s floorboard after such a powerful blow. It was strong, but not nearly strong enough to take out the beast, whose body would easily adapt. Mercenary’s dark flames, fueled by her vicious need to consume the world itself in her hellfire, immediately consumed the large metallic beast, leaving them nothing but a pile of screaming, agonizing, waste. Seer fainted, limbs twitching endlessly for solace they would never find. That left the sleeping girl ripe for the picking. Parasect’s spores would keep Galliano knocked out for foreseeable future, a shell of a man perfect for Silas’ pleasure. Wrap him up like a Christmas present or within a body bag, it wouldn’t matter. He had no ability and no will to fight against Silas’ impressive skills and strength, as he remained a slumbering fool to the dark man’s twisted desires. And while Silas would escape, walking down the streets none-the-wiser to the large majority of Goldenrod’s natives, he would never escape the watchful eye of one iconic image. In fact, many of the natives aah’d and applauded such a hard-working father, carrying their sleeping daughter in his arms. Some even commented under their breath about how handsome and charming such a dedicated father was in their eyes, with a few eligible women openly stating how they hoped he was a single father just looking for an available stepmother for the young girl. Oh, how they’d help her dress and do up her hair in the morning. And how they could teach her all about a proper makeup routine when she was older! Imagination ran wild with the crowd of girls that swooned after Mr. Bad Boy Silas. But one girl stood as a sore spot in Silas’ path. With bright pink hair and eyes that pierced into one’s soul, she hopped out holding up her finger. “You drop Miss Alexandria right now and hand yourself over to the cops! Do you hear me, sir?!” A large, rotund pink cow stood nearby her side. It’s hooves pressed against its own thick fat as it mooed angrily at Silas. How dare he be a bad boy! They were the absolute worst kind of people in the world! If Silas looked off to his left, he’d notice a tiny little alleyway perfect to slip off into and run away before Whitney could apprehend him further. So… would Silas fight or flee? That remained the real question… Trainer Battle
Weather: Normal [attr="class","qkt-bkgd"] [attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn"]
Seer LV 30
HP 0% [85/85]
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Mercenary ♀ LV 30
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[attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] Houdini [Synchronize]: Healthy Mercenary [Flash Fire]: Healthy [+3 Sp.Atk] | Light Screen: [4/5] SP44+ Metang used Bullet Punch!
SP71 Mercenary used Dark Pulse!
SP44 Metang fainted! The light screen shattered!
Seren: 0/61 HP | Trace - KO'd | Draining Kiss, Metronome TM, Psybeam, Confuse Ray EM Houdini: Synchronize - KO'd | Light Screen TM, Body Slam TM, Psycho Cut, Recover Seer: Clear Body - Normal | Zen Headbutt, Iron Defense TM, Bullet Punch, Sludge Bomb TMMod Notes Jessica HP 82% [70/85], Mercenary HP 54% [51/94]
Mercenary gained +1500 EXP to [2059/2977 EXP]!
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Post by Pixel on Oct 10, 2024 11:16:10 GMT 11
The light screen shattered at last, just as Mercenary rained hellfired down upon the last of the little girl's protectors. They all laid helplessly on the floor of the car, much like the so-called bodyguard in the seat beside her. Silas smirked. Assuming they weren't dead, he would return them to their balls and tuck them into his pockets, along with whatever he found in the bodyguard's pockets. Poleballs. Cash. Time to ziptie him as well. Maybe he could just lock both of them in the trunk. Honestly? He wasn't being paid enough to cut their throats.
Too much of a mess too.
He checked the little girl to make sure she was sleeping soundly and his fingers brushed a cord as they passed over the pulse of her throat. A necklace? Silas was in a swiping mood and snagged it, revealing a little shell bell. Oh how adorable. Maybe it was some memento from the beach? He tucked that away as a trophy. The bosses wouldn't care about him keeping a necklace and some pocket change.
Then he returned his pokemon and began his deceit. How fortunate for him that people were easily fooled by a friendly smile and their own presumptions. The girl was all snug as a blipbug in the blanket, her face pressed to his shoulder as she slept. Her drugged state ensured she was pliant. Ideally for them both, she would stay that way allll the way to the drop off spot. He just had to slip into the underground tunnel and—
Silas swore. He hid his outright nasty expression in the collar of his coat, composing himself with a deep breath.
He had an audience. He couldn't have them calling the police. He needed to work a proper ruse to slip out of this situation unscathed. So he settled for a befuddled, unhappy expression as he fished out a pokeball and faced the gym leader.
"I believe you are mistaken, miss," he said firmly. "You might be a gym leader, but I am not going take such threats lying down. This is clearly my child and not whoever you have mistaken her to be." He tossed the ball between them, revealing a heracross. "Athena, ensure Miss Whitney does not come any closer. I feel quite unsafe and do not want my dear little girl woken up or hurt." He pet the child's hair as if to comfort her.
He recalled from his briefing that Whitney was on high alert for Rocket activity as of late. Her stepping in was an unfortunately expected inconvenience. He could have stolen the car had he not popped the tires, but even then, who was to say she wouldn't have barricaded the underground tunnels?
Fortunes were fickle.
Athena, not especially keen or caring about human politics, would do a little war dance.
— Word Count: 473 | OOC:Athena uses sword's dance Also Caramell 🍬 I just caught this myself. I get a +3 prestige bonus for his 'Grunt' rank! Info [ Here] HARD MODE
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Post by Caramell 🍬 on Oct 11, 2024 4:44:49 GMT 11
Whitney shook her head firmly. Silas had many of Goldenrod’s fine citizens confused but he wasn’t pulling the wool over Whitney’s eyes as easily. “I wasn’t born last night, ya know.” She insisted, her eyes shifting to her rotund cow standing by her side. In battles within her GYM, Whitney rarely relied on her Miltank first it seemed, favoring the star-powered pink cutie that debuted before Bessy’s chance to shine for the public. Here, however, there was no time nor chance to switch her team around. “I’m going to give you one last chance to hand her over and wait until the police arrive. If you’re really her father, you can prove it when they do a wellness check in just a few minutes.” Whitney folded her arms over her chest with a smirk. Surely, that should be enough to scare Silas into doing at least one right thing for the day. A public figure who was well respected caused quite a commotion to run through Silas’ adoring fans. Still, many of the young women who found themselves absolutely swooning over him couldn’t believe Whitney’s allegations so easily. They were loyal Silas fans from the get-go, it seemed. “Bessy, ram that bug with your head! Quick, before this criminal escapes with poor Alexandria!” Athena danced her heart out but it would prove to be of little effect. For as soon as Whitney gave the command, Bessy rushed at her opponent at full speed. She rammed into Athena hard, knocking Athena across the pavement by a good couple of feet. Athena could try her best to rouse herself up if she wanted, sure. But she would remain a twitching, flinching mess unable to quite perform her dance the way she wanted. “Are you still so insistent, sir? I’m Whitney, the GYM Leader of Goldenrod City. I will do everything I can to stop anyone from hurting one of our citizens. Especially someone like you. You may have some of my fellow citizens fooled, but you’re definitely not fooling me.” She huffed firmly, arms now placed on her hips. Bessy, as though to emphasize her trainer’s words, waved one hoof in Athena face and mooed loudly. “That’s right, you cowardly bug! Let that be a lesson to you!” Gym Battle 
Weather: Mist [attr="class","qkt-bkgd"] [attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn"]
Bessy ♀ LV 28
HP 100% [99/99]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"]  [attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn"]
Athena ♀ LV 31
HP 62% [62/100]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"]  Bessy [Thick Fat]  : Healthy Athena [Guts]  : Healthy SP69 Bessy used Zen Headbutt!
SP67 Athena flinched!
Lv 25 ?? (Clefairy) ♀ | Magic Guard - Healthy | Moves: Metronome, Dream Eater, Sing, Attract Lv 28 Bessy (Miltank) ♀ | Thick Fat - Healthy | Moves: Body Slam, Zen Headbutt, Milk Drink, Attract
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Post by Pixel on Oct 11, 2024 11:16:56 GMT 11
Athena's little war dance was rudely interrupted by an annoying cow. That heifer surged forward and slammed into the stag beetle, momentarily stunning her with the sheer force of the knock back. As she regained her bearings, she glared at Bessy, horn gleaming in the rapidly fading glow of dusk. She curled her buggy claws into fists, clearly ready to punch someone for their absolute AUDACITY.
She would start her war dance over with a furious cry, as if HOW DARE someone stop her in the first place.
Silas knew his acting skills would be tested but not to this extent today. He felt a bead of sweat crawl down his collar as he was forced to weigh his option and plan a proper escape. How did he convince a crowd that Whitney of all people was in the wrong here? That he was a hapless victim and she was bullying him? Violet eyes narrowed, hard chips of stone that darkened with the setting of the sun.
He held the girl tighter to his chest. Time to see if those theatre classes in high school were worth anything.
Silas chose to play the part of a worried man, on edge from unwelcome, public accusations from a well-respected authority who could ruin his life on a whim. Which wasn't far from the truth. "You want this crowd of people to believe that YOU, Whitney, leader of the Goldenrod Gym, would NEVER falsely accuse someone of wrongdoing? Especially a man? Ma'am, pardon me, but aren't YOU the very same gym leader who has run away crying from gym battles you have lost? Aren't YOU the one who has accused countless challengers of cheating and leaving your gym trainers to hand out badges when you can't keep your emotions in check?!" He laughed a little manically.
"I'm sorry, but no, I don't think I, nor anyone here, should quite trust your less than stellar judgement. You act on impulse and emotions, throwing around hasty accusations without considering the obvious. This IS NOT the girl you know. This is MY daughter. My beloved flesh and blood and I will not let you or anyone else endanger her, do you hear me?! Honestly, I am afraid of what you and your pokemon will do to 'prove' you right. So I will not apologize for defending myself. Understand?!"
There. An opening. Once he got enough of the crowd on his side and moped the floor with that cow, he could bolt. — Word Count: 415 | OOC:Please re-calc Athena's HP for her LV. At LV 31 she should have 100 HP. So her HP should be 62/100 I think.Using sword's dance + Lemonade Not updating HARD MODE
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Post by Caramell 🍬 on Oct 12, 2024 1:24:16 GMT 11
Silas’ act worked well on the crowd that gathered around them. Some of the older and more advanced trainers nodded in the audience. Many of them sported her emblem on their shirt, a testament to the trials they faced in her gym. One of the older trainers folded his arms over his chest and glared – not at Silas but at the GYM Leader in question. “I still haven’t gotten the badge I won.” The disgruntled trainer commented underneath his breath, arms folded firmly over his chest. The seed of doubt was firmly planted, which would be a difficult thing to pluck back out of the ground now. She was a well-known and respected public figure in Goldenrod, so it was difficult to get many people to listen to your side of the story. And here Silas spoke of something that was near and dear to their hearts. What was supposed to be a trial of skill and prowess, where the GYM Leader should bow out gracefully once they managed to lose the fight, proved anything but when it came to Whitney. “I…” Whitney struggled to find the right words to convey, her bright rosy soft eyes flickered to her audience. “…don’t change the narrative. There’s no mistake about who the girl is! And if she’s really your daughter…” Whitney struggled. She second-guessed herself for only a second, tears clinging to the corners of her eyes. What an emotional heart, ready to feel strongly on a whim. She stuffed those feelings back down inside of her chest and reminded herself to stay the course. Alexandria needed her and her people needed to see that she was more than this broken image of an emotional shell of a leader that people yearned to look up to. “Maybe we can wait for the girl to wake up and tell us who she is? Let her sleep for now, but someone is being questioned. Whether by police or by letting the girl explain herself to us all.” She insisted, her showcase smile returning to her face. “Bessy, use your Zen Headbutt again! We have them on the ropes!” Bessy mooed excitedly, stomping her hooves against the hard pavement. Athena would not get the best of this moment. Not here, not now. She rushed headlong into the bug, clashing with Athena so that they both toppled into a scattered mess on the sidewalk. Fur and buggy parts went flying everywhere and for a moment, it was hard to make sense of the mess. Then finally, like a beacon of hope, one rose above the other. The wrong beacon of hope though… As Athena rose tall and proud, dancing her heart out for the crowd around her. “Bessy, you did really good. But be careful, please!” Whitney pleaded. The cow wasn’t done with Athena just yet. She yanked on Athena’s legs, knocking the rhinoceros beetle back onto the ground. Bessy rose up then, shaking her udders as she leaped high into the air. This bug needed to stay down once and for all! Why was it so difficult to defeat?! She slammed hard against Athena with her body, surely to knock the wind out of the bug’s lungs. Stay put and don’t move, you nosy little bug! Bessy’s eyes glared at Athena. She mooed angrily as she tried smashing her hooved against Athena’s back whilst slamming on her, to drive her point home. Gym Battle
Weather: Mist [attr="class","qkt-bkgd"] [attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn"]
Bessy ♀ LV 28
HP 100% [99/99]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] [attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn"]
Athena ♀ LV 31
HP 64% [64/100]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] Bessy [Thick Fat] : Healthy Athena [Guts] : Healthy [+2 ATK] SP69 Bessy used Zen Headbutt! Athena avoided flinching!
SP67 Athena used Swords Dance! Athena's attack rose!
SP+ Athena drank a Lemonade! (1 > 0)
SP67 Miltank used Body Slam! Athena avoided paralysis!
Lv 25 ?? (Clefairy) ♀ | Magic Guard - Healthy | Moves: Metronome, Dream Eater, Sing, Attract Lv 28 Bessy (Miltank) ♀ | Thick Fat - Healthy | Moves: Body Slam, Zen Headbutt, Milk Drink, Attract
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Post by Pixel on Oct 12, 2024 2:22:37 GMT 11
"How is it changing the narrative to point out the facts? Actually, let me guess, if I beat you here, fair and square, I bet you would deny it? Tell me that a street brawl you started for no reason isn't official and I shouldn't get a badge for it, all the while knowing you would find every reason to deny me an opportunity to challenge you properly at a later date. All out of spite. People in this crowd haven't gotten badges for official matches they won. Ha. I wasn't even planning on challenging you. but here we are. And I've decided I want one if I win. Just so you can show your true colors in front of everyone...or admit to being in the wrong, like an adult." Silas was rambling a bit, talking a little too quickly, weaving together disjointed thoughts as they arrived. He plucked them from the air and tacked them together. Something had to stick.
"So, gauntlet thrown, Whitney. I challenge you to a gym battle. Let the crowd be our witness, our referee. And if I win, you WILL leave me and my daughter alone. Because this is appalling behavior for a GYM LEADER!"
He flashed his teeth meanly, but it could easily be misunderstood as a stressed grimace. He watched as his Athena was thrown around, ultimately body slammed into a nearby trash can where she twisted and grabbed a surprisingly unopened can of lemonade. She bit it open. Gulped down the contents. Then...
"Finish that cow with brick break!" Silas commanded.
Athena attempted to get back onto her feet, lifting a powerful arm to do just that. She was ready to rage like the goddess of war she was at heart. That little clefairy in the back? The side character? It wouldn't stand a chance if it showed its cute little face. — Word Count: 000 | OOC:Brick break! (And if I somehow knock out the flinch cow, headbutt on the clefairy. Otherwise, GONNA BE IN A HEAL LOOP.) HARD MODE
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Post by Caramell 🍬 on Oct 12, 2024 8:33:36 GMT 11
This wasn’t a GYM battle. The first thing that was obvious and wouldn’t remain the same for Silas as it might have for some of the other hurt individuals within the crowd. Therefore, even if he managed to win the crowd’s favor he would do well to heed his own advice to gain proof of his skills over Whitney before booking it back to his trusted companions and ‘lovable’ admins who awaited him and would surely praise him, in their own corrupt ways, for a job well done. Still, Whitney stood as a monolith to Silas’ plight, legs planted firmly in the soil with a harsh glare that wouldn’t budge. She folded her arms over her chest firmly, eyes locked on the well-dressed figure who took her for a fool. Even her own crowd seemed avid to turn on her, nearly foaming with delight at the thought of Whitney learning her place by someone’s hands even if it wasn’t their own. Only a few murmured with a shake of their head, loyalists to their cause. “This isn’t an official battle. You don’t get to set the terms.” She wasn’t going to let him spin the narrative in his favor. She fought against it. “This is a concerned citizen making a citizen’s arrest on a kidnapper. So no, I won’t be handing over my badge anytime soon!” She snapped firmly with a heated glare. The murmurs intensified amongst the crowd. Some rolled their eyes and whispered underneath their breath as though they already expected the behavior themselves. “Bessy used Zen Headbutt again!” She turned, flustered. She needed to save face to her crowd, making sure that she kept them on her side. She was the good guy here, not Silas. Why were they all so eager to eat up his lies?! “You can challenge me properly later. In my gym. And if you’re right, I’ll give you an apology!”The cow and bug clashed, leaving both terribly beaten by the altercation. Bessy slammed against Athena, knocking her into the street and over to the other side just as a passing car missed them both. It blared its horn, clearing in no mood to slow down or wait on some would-be battle of the ages. Athena easily scooped Bessy up and pummeled her into the ground where she remained a collapsed, tuckered out heap. “Bessy…no! Ugh, what?! How…I mean… Brilliance, get in there. This meanie isn’t going to be the end of us!” Tears clung to the corner of her eyes. Athena wasted not time squashing Brilliance just as she done to her companion. Whitney’s attempt as yelling, “use Metronome,” fell on deaf ears. Brilliance hopped in, only for Athena to run her over, knocking every ounce of energy out of her bones. Whitney immediately recalled her Pokémon and spun on her heels, racing as fast as she could from the scene entirely. So the goody two-shoes wouldn’t be so brave and mighty in the end, it seemed. She dropped a bit of cash, though Silas would need to do something clever to ensure she didn’t escape without giving up her badge first…. Gym Battle
Weather: Mist [attr="class","qkt-bkgd"] [attr="class","qkt-wild-pkmn"]
Brilliance ♀ LV 25
HP 0% [0/77]
[attr="class","qkt-wild-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"]  [attr="class","qkt-trainer-pkmn"]
Athena ♀ LV 31
HP 28% [28/100]
[attr="class","qkt-trainer-imgbox"] [attr="class","qkt-pkmn-img"] Bessy [Thick Fat] : Healthy Athena [Guts] : Healthy [+2 ATK] SP69 Bessy used Zen Headbutt! Athena avoided flinching!
SP67 Athena used Brick Break! Bessy Fainted!
** Whitney released Brilliance **
SP67 Athena used Headbutt!
SP30 Clefairy fainted!
Lv 25 Brilliance (Clefairy) ♀ | Magic Guard - Healthy | Moves: Metronome, Dream Eater, Sing, Attract Lv 28 Bessy (Miltank) ♀ | Thick Fat - Healthy | Moves: Body Slam, Zen Headbutt, Milk Drink, Attract
Mod Notes Jessica HP 82% [70/85], Mercenary HP 54% [51/94]  Athena gained +1400 EXP to [2800/2977 EXP]! Athena gained +1 ♥ to [+1 Happiness]! ~~ Some time later, I presume ~~ Athena gained +1250 EXP to [4050/2977 EXP]! Athena gained +1 level to [Lv 32]! Athena gained +1 ♥ to [+2 Happiness]! Silas defeated Whitney!   He can find TM45 Attract on the ground and $8,352 but...
...he needs to do a bit more than words to get her badge. Looks like the crowd is willing to help? |
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Post by Pixel on Oct 12, 2024 9:22:00 GMT 11
Athena was named for a goddess of war and wisdom.
She held her ground as the miltank slammed into her once more, tanking every blow with grit teeth and a gleam in her eye. Time to end things. She slammed an arm into Bessie and the cow went flying, nearly getting hit by a car as she was flung into traffic. The stag beetle didn't stop her rampage. Clefairy? Ha. She lunged forth and knocked that pink puffball right back at Whitney for the audacity of showing its cute face.
The crowd was murmuring. Silas felt a victorious bubble of gratification swell in his chest. And then, perhaps predictably, the girl fled. She just turned on her heel and ran through the crowd, as if to force him to make chase to somewhere isolated.
That just wouldn't do.
However, he had to be careful. He couldn't make himself look like a bad guy by hurting her. Even if she needed to be taught a lesson. A hard one.
"HEY! Come back here! See, this is what was talking about. You're a coward! You turn tail and run from your problems and I refuse to stoop to your level. Everyone can tell you're just embarrassed to have lost. Now hand over a badge. Not just to me, but to the people here that you've denied one even after they've beaten you in battle." He had parasect at his side, and Hera was out in the middle of the sidewalk, ready to do...something. Her wings vibrated on her back, reminding him that she could fly short distances.
Silas fished out a pokeball and said softly, "Syn...that girl has a shiny thing. I need you to retrieve the shiny..." And then he threw it, revealing a honchkrow that was intrigued by the notion of shinies! Where? Oh, there was a shiny on the ground.
"MINE!" he cried, scooping up the TM. Then his gaze went to the fleeing girl. He flew towards her and then in front of her, blocking her path. "SHINY! MINE! RETRIEVE THE SHINY!" he flapped his wings and began to 'mob' her, so that she couldn't flee, giving Silas a chance to pursue her without running and waking the girl in his arms. On the way, he scooped up the dropped cash.
All eyes still on them.
"Just admit you were wrong," he said in a deceptive genial tone. "They will not trust you if you hurling accusations and denying me a badge. You might even lose your position as gym leader..." He kept his voice low, just for her. "It would be so easy to get their affection back. Apologize." He was so much taller than her. His friendly expression bore a sinister edge, like he could easily overpower her should she make the foolish mistake of getting them alone and out of sight. Come now, play the game. This was your out.
Or...they could place not nice and she could try running again.
Don't do that Whitney. He would catch you, he would put you to sleep with parasect, and he would make sure he told this crowd all the awful things you 'said' after taking all the badges on your person by force. He could make it rain badges.
So just play along. Stop being so stupidly stubborn.
He let his voice grow louder, "Please, just do what is right. Admit you were wrong about me kidnapping my OWN child, and give me and those you have wronged our due badges."
— Word Count: 000 | OOC:I see, making him work for that extra faction credit. Time to teach the gym leader a lesson and get that badge!
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Post by Caramell 🍬 on Oct 14, 2024 12:38:18 GMT 11
Whitney’s heels clacked against the cold pavement. She was quick, even with her feel wrapped in tight shoes meant to elevate her above her usual height – a testament to her gender and years of societal pressures helping mold her capabilities of withstanding such footwear. She wasn’t faster than the feathered avian whose obsession with glittering things immediately descended upon her. “Ah! Call off your bird!” Whitney screamed, a sharp trill of a sound whose tones mixed fright with surprise. She stumbled, heels clicking against that harsh pavement, catching in the thin lines between each piece of sidewalk. Whitney caught herself. She saved face easily, righting herself once more as hundreds of eyes bore their heat on her. Judgement poured from their gaze. Many of the same loyal followers with phones out on social media feeds, live streaming their disappointment in their idol. She waved her hands wildly, fingers feebly and frailly fighting against the sharp talons and thick wings of the wild bird. “…You didn’t defeat me in a GYM BATTLE!” She roared defiant, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes. Then, something snapped. Struggling against the bird, with such a large, strong man looming over her. A chill crawled down the base of her spine as realization chased away defiance. And as rich eyes rosy in their hues searched through a sea of disapproving faces, then back on Silas, her head drooped. “I…you… fine.” She pulled out a small badge, defeated and exhausted from the strenuous effort. Sirens wailed in the background; a promise made good from her earlier encounter. The police were coming to perform a Wellness Check or whatever Whitney must have told them before encountering Silas. “Call off your bird, and I’ll give everyone their badges…” She promised, passing Silas one as a token begrudgingly before turning to the other men in the crowd. No doubt, his admins would be waiting on him for a job well done. There was only one thing left as the crowd’s fervor rose, cheers clamoring skyward for Silas and his heroic deeds. If only they knew the truth… How would he slip out now, with the crowd rushing to congratulate him at every turn. Surely by not fleeing, right? But instead, by some convenient excuse as a possibly single father caring for his child…? The admins are waiting back at headquarters, their interest piqued by Silas’ crafty works… Amazing Work, Grunt!   Whitney gives you her Plain Badge!
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Post by Pixel on Oct 14, 2024 14:49:28 GMT 11
He saw her crumble.
Her facade, so careful built up like a castle wall without mortar, collapsed under the tidal wave of pressure the audience applied. Like river that flooded its banks, they poured through every crack and seam to sweep away those precariously stacked stones. She startled at the bird and tried to continue on her defiant stall, but upon seeing their faces, upon feeling the waves...she couldn't keep it up.
Her head fell forward, her shoulders bent. She thrust a badge towards Silas and told everyone that she would give them their due should they have beaten her in the past. Whitney was now in complete damage control for her fragile image.
Silas kept smiling and laid a hand on Syn's side, "Easy now, Syn, don't be greedy. You have a shiny already. And we have to get my little girl to bed." He waved to the crowd, "Thank you for your support, everyone. But this has been far too much excitement already. You know how children get if they aren't put to bed on time. So I have to go." He rubbed her back and discreetly speed walked down the alleyway that Whitney tried to escape down originally.
Fortunately, it was right on his path.
The sirens wailed in the background.
Hm. He had to be careful.
"Parasect, if any of those meddling officers try to follow...spore them. Syn...you know what to do." His pokemon took their positions outside the tunnel entrance as Silas slipped inside. He hurried his pace, soon reaching his destination. There was another Rocket already waiting there, who he handed the child off to for now.
"She should stay asleep for now. The guards have been dealt with as well as that meddling Gym Leader. She tried to intercept me on the way here, but she's currently doing damage control for her own public image for now," Silas said with a chuckle. He figured they would put her in the utility closet he was supposed to lock her father in once he arrived. Somewhere around here, the leader of the actual operation was keeping tabs on things, waiting for Silas to lift a certain basement key off the man's person, one that he always kept on him for security reasons.
"Time to take over the radio tower," he said to himself, reaching for the still somehow operational payphone in the wall and dialing the number. Once the man in question picked up he began his little bad guy spiel, "Hello there, Mr. Northingtton. Thank you for picking up my call. I would like to inform you that I have your daughter. Darling little Alexandria. And if you'd like to see her again, I would advise you to not cause a fuss and to come down to the Goldenrod Tunnel. I have no desire to harm you or her, but...well, I have no need for a child if her dear daddy isn't going to come collect her..."
Come on. Come get your daughter. That way Silas could tie you up, steal your stuff, lock you in a closet and go home after handing over that basement key. He was ready for that official pat on the back and the rewards that waited on his admin's desk.
— Word Count: 000 | OOC:Just need to have mister dad to show up and lock him up Then we can call this complete~
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