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Post by Nixly on May 11, 2010 6:17:43 GMT 11
Misty kept the Azuril in her arms, and was very happy to have it jump into the poke ball. She made it smaller, and put the poke ball next to Liza's poke ball. Misty didn't mind the look of the Azurill; It only meant that she would later have a battle to try and capture Azurill. And she was already planning it. But first, the Quagsires! Misty looked at Ronan. He was already going up the stairs, and her Pokemon were right under the stairs awaiting Misty's order to follow Professor Ronan. Misty ran up, and tried to pass by Roan. "Professor Roan, Let me go first, I'll see if there is..." Misty was cut of by the elder men's arm. Surprised, she stood still. She looked around, but she wanted to go explore, to see if the ones who made that horrible mess where still there. Ronan started saying something, but he was cut off by the most horrible noise Misty had ever heard before. Misty screamed, like her Pokemon, pressing her hand against her ears. Misty eye's filled with tears, and as soon as the sound stopped, she looked at her Pokemon, who still had pain. She didn't notice Ronan, or the dark-dressed man. She was worried about Tamonten, and Yoshie. She started to go to wards her Pokemon, when suddenly, Ronan slammed his body to hers, knocking her to the ground. For a few seconds, she could feel his body, like hers, flying though the air, just before they crashed into the ground. Tamonten instinctively used Withdraw, making him roll over the ground, without getting a lot of damage. Yoshie however, got quite a hit, and got flow even further due of the loud WHOOOMM. She landed wrong on her paw, causing it to stand into a weird angle. Broken. Tamonten was dizzy, due of the many rolls he made, and could hardly stand onto his feet. Misty however, was perhaps the unluckiest of all. A large shard of iron, somehow got loose, and had pierced himself into her leg. The large, deep cut it left, was bleeding, at a rather alarming rate. Misty felt disoriented, and could feel pain all over her body: her head was pounding up and down... When she was knocked down, she had hit her head, and the combination cut/bump was show on her head. Disoriented, she remanded to lay still, and tried to remember the last thing that happened. Meanwhile, Yoshie had snapped her leg back in the correct position; she was limping, but could walk again. She limped towards Tamonten, to help him get to there trainer, who wasn't moving. They could smell she was still alive, and see her breathing, so she wasn't really worried. Waras didn't understand what was going on. Why was everybody acting so ... strange? He walked over to this trainer's leg, and pushed it a bit, which caused this trainer to morn. The only thing he understood, was there was something there that hurt the person who fed and petted him. The other man was hurt too. His low brain, picked up what he saw, and angry walked, with sturdy, slow steps to wards the man in black. Misty could hear Ronan say something, and she tried to get up. She moaned, felling a stinging pain in her leg. Her head felt very strange, pain and dizzy at the same time. "I don't know how the hell he's resisting it, but we've got a chance to get close to that ***** with him so get a move on! I've got no Pokemon, but I'll heal yours whenever you need it!"It sounded so far away... resisting... he? Yoshie and Tamonten were now next to Misty, drawing her attention. "Wha..?" she looked to her Pokemon, and realized one is missing. Tamonten and Yoshie pointed to wards to walking Waras. Misty's head imminently cleared up, understanding the things Doctor Ronan said to her. Misty tried to get up, but realized she couldn't, her leg was to pain-full. Then laying down. That works too! "Waras! Use Tackle!" she yelled, while trying to find a good position to lead Waras trough the battle. ************************** [({oooc: Since mods use images, I though, why not? ^^ makes it nice to read! Hope you like it!})]
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Post by artmage on May 11, 2010 9:39:11 GMT 11
Waras, staking down the 'enemy' heard his mistress' orders over the din though he only got a word across his mind. His dim-witted face scrunched up in thought as he tried to process it, stopping in his tracks for a moment as the Loudred in the distance raised an eyebrow at the beaver's sudden halt in progress. What was it she said? Tackle? T-A-C-K-L-E? Yes, those were her words. He growled, showing off his teeth and oversized bucktooth as one single thought ran through his inherently simplistic mind; Destroy bad people hurting Missy.With that, he let out a massive roar far too loud for a creature his diminutive size as he rampaged towards the Loudred who suddenly snapped back in attention to this new threat. The thing didn't even have decent time to react when a ball of compact bone and sinew smashed into its face, almost breaking its teeth in the process as it let out an ear-splitting howl of pain before stumbling backwards to its owner. "He's doing pretty well for himself." Ronan groused as he dragged himself to Misty's side and fished out some emergency medical items from his pack. Checking on her injuries, his concern was mainly drawn to the rod that was jutting out of her leg at an odd angle from which she looked to be bleeding profusely. "Now that ain't pretty. This is going to be a bit uncomfortable, so I need you to stay still for a bit. I'm gonna have to pull it out." Usually in such cases, what he was about to do would have been dangerous, but in such a situation, they didn't seem to have much choice. Leave it any longer in her leg and they were sitting ducks asides the fact that the rust would poison her inside out soon enough. Take it out, and he could risk her bleeding to unconsciousness. Both options didn't seem welcoming, but one thing was clear---they needed to be mobile, and fast. As he was preparing a couple of things for the procedure, the Loudred across the battlefield seemed to have regain its bearings and had now set its sights on the little beaver who was still standing his ground between the bad men and his Missy. He didn't even flinch when it came running up to him with fists held high, only squealing in pain when they came crashing down on his body in a hard, merciless Pound! Waras' back nearly broken by the attack, he started to see that his opponent had a way of dishing out pain and he tried to keep steady as he gently took a few steps back for safety while throwing glances over his shoulder to make sure Missy was still alright. She had the doctorman with her, and he thought in his naivete that the man could do miracles. Miracles that was, if he wasn't bothered by this infernal loudmouthed pest in front of him! | LOUDRED Lvl 9 Health; 75% Status; Normal
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Post by Nixly on May 11, 2010 23:45:00 GMT 11
Misty tried to keep her head straight, to see Waras attack. Yoshie and Tamonten were trying to keep Misty up; to make sure that she could guild him trough the battle. Misty grinned in pleasure, at least the battle started good! Looks like she captured the right Bidoof! Tamonten, who wasn't harmed, supported Misty's elbow and arm, letting her follow the further events of the battle. Yoshie pushed against her chest, limping on her fixed-broken paw. Misty lay half on her side, half on her stomach.
"...pretty well for himself." Misty heard Ronan's voice, and attempt to locate where the voice came from. Disoriented, she didn't find him at once. She looked around, to find him next to her leg. It was the first time she saw her leg. She became pale when she saw the damage.
"...I'm gonna have to pull it out." Misty expression was pretty clear, she became as white as a corpse, and didn't quite like what was about to happen. "Wha... Wait, going to pull it out? Wait, Isn't there like ... a better way?" She attempt to crawl out of his reach, but didn't get any further then a few millimeters, collapsing through the pain, and stopped by both Yoshie and Tamonten, determined to let the Doctor do his work. Not that Misty was very found of this option, she *sorta* relaxed, and said: "Don't warn me." And focused soully on the battle in front of her.
"Waras!" She screamed shocked. She was afraid the beaver wouldn't be strong enough to go on. The Loudred is a lot stronger, and she knew that... But Waras was the only one that could deal with those strange sound waves.
Misty tried to relax her legs, so the the rod could be removed without any problems. Tamonten and Yoshie were rooting for there much weaker comrade, while Misty gave him a new order: "Waras! Tackle!" Simple sentences, simple orders, that should keep Waras out of any trouble... Or rather,that was what Misty's clouded mind could make up. Not much of a strategy, but she figured the best defense would be a good attack. Best defense, good offense... or something like that... Misty closed her eyes for a second, and brushed off the dirt of her face. Just on that moment, she felt a big, burning sting in her leg, and before she knew it, she had let out a scream, and a kick. When she looked back, Doctor Ronan was laying down, with the rod in his hands, covered in her blood, with a footprint on his chest. Apparently, she kicked him. Misty stared rather surprised at the foorprint on his chest. Did I do that? "SquIRT!" Tamonten demanded her attention back to the battle, where Waras needed her.
([{hope you don't mind the kick... Misty is quite surprised about it }])
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Post by artmage on May 12, 2010 6:42:08 GMT 11
[[OOC: Not at all. Makes it more realistic Poor Ronan..heheheh]] The kick was rather unexpected though in retrospect, Ronan knew he should have seen it coming a mile away. Having treated grizzled veterans and military personnel most of his life, he had been expecting the same degree of gritty self-control while maimed on a battlefield. Evidently, treating a young girl under the same circumstances did not wield the same outcomes. "I'm fine...I'm good...I'm getting too old for this." With a stifled groan, he staggered back to his feet and took a glance at the rod before tossing it aside. The gapping wound in Misty's leg was bleeding out quite quickly now that the rod was removed, and he had to stanch the flow before her condition deteriorated. "That's phase one. Hold your Horseas---it might or might not get worse from here." He said quickly as he took out what looked like a small whiskey flask from inside his jacket and upon realizing the look Misty was giving him, shrugged in resignation. "Sorry. It's the best I have at the moment. Good year too." He dumped the contents on Misty's wound, anticipating a scream or a yell soon enough as the stuff stung a lot worse than iodine but in his hindsight, he had forgotten to pack that in his kit. Then again, he wasn't expecting for the situation to turn out in such a way. The wound now sanitized, he applied some chemical to ensure that the blood would coagulate faster before fishing out surgical thread and a needle. Yoshie paled at the realization of what he was going to do while Tamonten looked resolute. They had to move, and the missus was opened up like a damaged ragdoll. If doctorman could mend her 'tear', they could afford to get closer to try and help Waras. "You, shellback, see if you can find something long and hard to use as a splint. Mudfish, get some gauze outta my pack!" The two nodded as Yoshie scrambled for the items while Tamonten scuttled off nearby in search for what was mentioned. As Ronan began to swiftly and expertly stitch up the wound, Waras was contemplating Missy's orders again. Tackle. She wanted another Tackle. How very beautifully simple. The Beaver grunted in an aggressive manner and pawed the ground, his seemingly dumb-looking eyes turning more intelligent as the seconds passed. Stupid, bad, noisy enemy creature was probably going to hurt friends if he did not do good, and he did not want that, not even for the naughty shellthing named Tamon-something who rode him like a mule. "BiiiiDOOOOOF!" came the roar as he kicked off and hurtled towards the Loudred, set on smashing in its gapping mouth and hopefully dislocating its jaw. He smashed head-first into the creature's snout, caving in its nose and nearly breaking one of its orbital bones. The odious thing let out another shrill, banshee-like shriek of agony and Tamonten who had found some old wood to use as a splint came to screamed back at it in irritance while waving his fist in a vulgar manner. He hadn't known such an irritatingly noisy animal existed until today! "Squirtle Squirtle Squirt!!" he huffed, dropping the wood at Ronan's feet as the doctor smacked him on the back in a wordless 'job well done!'. Yoshie held the roll of gauze in her mouth as the doctor pulled a large portion of it out to use. "This won't take too long. Once you can move, we can take that ***** down before he decides to play up his symphony of destruction once more." Ronan explained as he continued working. " LOUUUU!!" The howl, hideous that it was reverberated through the walls and seemed to add another crack in the dam's facade as Tamonten clasped his hands to his ears again. Waras however was undaunted. The Loudred, angry at this silly beaver's bravado launched itself at him again, attempting to use Pound to bash in his face. Waras however, dim-witted that he was found himself suddenly distracted and moved to a side to inspect a shiny bit of glass, likely from the doctor's ruined spectacles---this unexpected move caused the Loudred's attack to miss! The darkly-dressed man slapped his face in infuriation before hurriedly calling the Loudred back to his side... | LOUDRED Lvl 9 Health; 50% Status; Normal
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Post by Nixly on May 12, 2010 8:57:24 GMT 11
Misty muttered an apology before turning back to her battle. She didn't want to kick him. I just seemed to.. happen. Misty saw Waras make an other tackle. Quite good. He rammed the Loured, just like requested.
Misty could hear Ranon saying something, but she choose not to hear it. It probably not good news anyway. And a few second later, she knew that whatever he said, she had been right. It wasn't good news. Her leg stung as if there was a colony of bees and wasps fighting in there. She yelped in pain, and pulled her leg up in surprise and pain.
What did he just do? Did he just command my Pokemon? She tried to understand what just happened. She heard a screech. Where did that one came from? It wasn't Waras. She was pretty sure about that one. Confused, she turned her head. Suddenly she realized, she was on the floor. Were where Tamonten and Yoshie? Misty could hardly lift her head. Why is ever thing so cloudy? Misty tried to get a good view of the situation, but failed in getting her head straight up. It wasn't only the blood loss that got her so confused; it was rather the combination of the blood loss, the battle, and every surrounding detail, and the hit on her head.
I'm fainting... That though got her head clear enough to say: "Tackle! keep using tackle! Tackle.." She lay her head down, closing her eyes, trying to get ever thing clear. She still list ended to what was happening, and tried to ignore the pain coming form her leg, witch seemed to be attacked by bees and wasps, attacking in a row. The blacking darkness seemed to be everywhere suddenly.
The bees and wasps were still attacking. She tried to move away. Pointless, of course. She didn't know, but it was the stitching Ronan. "...Once you can move, we can take that ***** down before he decides to play up his symphony of destruction once more." For some reason, this made her remember that she was thirsty. Someone, -Misty though it was Tamonten- seemed to notice this, and seemed to gave her some water.
Her head seemed a lot more clear after some water. She softly whispered: "Tamonten, ... Make sure Waras uses Tackle the hole battle!" Misty let her head down, focusing on her breathing. If she could rest a bit, and drank some more water she could be walking again, she could easily continue with the fight.
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Post by artmage on May 15, 2010 0:40:53 GMT 11
The wound was as jagged as one caused by such trauma could be, but Ronan had faced much worse in his career. His concern grew by tenfold as the russet-haired girl began to drift in and out of conciousness and he watched as her Squirtle tried to clear her head by giving her something to drink. The animal was certainly perceptive to his owner needs. "Hang on alright? Just a little more..." Pespiration was rolling down the bridge of his nose as he struggled to maintain the speed and efficiency of his work. Ironic considering he had treated grown men on the battlefield in the same manner without so much as a second thought, but yongsters made him a tad more nervous that adults did. Her blood was slathering his gloved hands, but at least the bleeding had eased off a bit with the coagulant. Finally he cut the thread in one swift motion and methodically rolled up her injured limb with the gauze Yoshie had handed him earlier. "Alright, done! The injury was taking its toll on her however as she seemed to be much weakened from her ordeal and continued drifting restlessly between conciousness and subconcious--not the most productive state of mind to be in during such durress. As the battle raged on, the simpleton Bidoof was beginning to show the true nature of his obfusticating stupidity; one which was gradually shed the deeper he involved himself in the fight. His ingrained animal sixth sense could feel the desperation behind Missy's weakening voice as she told him to Tackle Tackle Tackle. His naivete had him now madly concern for the one who fed him and gave him a warm place for the night as he began to think that maybe she wouldn't make it through. Maybe doctorman couldn't do miracles. Maybe she could die. The little animal flipped between red-hot fury and despair at this new thought as he found it in his mind to focus on her monosyllabic orders and threw all that turmoil of emotion into his next attack. He all but threw himself bodily at the Loudred with a shrill, anguished shriek of "BIIIIIIII!!", thrashing and kicking in his Tackle to inflict even more collateral damage onto the unsuspecting loudmouth. The Loudred's wail reached a new unbearable peak when one of its teeth snapped from the vicious impact and the howl it let out sent several fissures running across the floor towards Ronan, Misty and the rest. "If we don't shut him up, he'll bring the whole place down!" The doctor snarled to no one in particular as he took out a bottle of some clear liquid, drew it into a small syringe and jabbed it into one of the veins in Misty's hands. Tamonten was aghast and looked at him accusingly, knowing that the thing hurt from his experience in the clinic. "Just a shot of epiphranine to kick things up a bit for her.." He explained ruefully as he tossed everything back in his kit--another name for the chemical was plain old synthetic 'adrenaline', and he hoped it would give Misty the boost she needed to get up and move away from the red zone. As added 'incentive', he waved a small jar of smelling salts underneath her nose in case she needed a slightly more blatant wake-up call. "Come on Red. We've got to get this show on the road!" He urged her gently as he tried to help her to her feet. The Loudred, having regain some semblance of sanity set its wild, frenzied gaze upon Waras and launched yet another offensive, rushing towards the Bidoof who didn't have enough time to move out of the way and smashing its hamhocked fists into the animal's face. A sickening crack-snap sounded as Waras was hurled backwards from the force of the blow, his face almost caved in by it and his nose broken in several places. The beaver now struggled to get to his feet as blood gushed freely out of his nasal cavity and he felt his reserves of energy slowly being chipped away at.... | LOUDRED Lvl 9 Health; 30% Status; Normal
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Post by Nixly on May 16, 2010 2:23:17 GMT 11
Misty lifted her head, and opened her eyes. She felt better, for as far that was possible in this situation. Waras was doing very well, against a opponent so much stronger then him! Misty mangiest to grin, while she looked at her Waras. Tamonten was standing next to her, and the eager to battle Yoshie as well.
"Alright, done!"
Misty looked at him, and answered, with a rather raspy voice: "Thanks." Misty tried to sit up, and with some of Ronan's help, she mangiest to sit up. He continued to hold her hand, and Misty didn't quite mind. It was good to sit up, even thou she felt a bit dizzy. A least it appeared, she wasn't going unconsciousness again. The black spots wanted to come back, she pushed them away, wanting to help Waras through the battle. She looked at her Pokemon, that was holding a furious battle; he let out a loud squeak before attacking. Misty held her breath, and held with her other hand Tamonten, so he wouldn't fall over the fissures that were growing rapidly. She let her breath in one, force-full scream, when she felt the pain in her hand. Ronan was sitting next to her, with the needle still in her hand.
"Just a shot of epiphranine to kick things up a bit for her.."
The Doctor looked at Tamonten, and Misty decide to spend her energy in staying awake and controlling the battle. Misty thought her Pokemon could use an other order, so she screamed again: "WARAS! TACKLE!"
"Come on Red. We've got to get this show on the road!"
Ronan picked her up, and Misty mangiest to stand up supporting on Ronan. She gave him a grin, and said: "I though it was already on the road..." Her thoughts seemed to be a lot clearer. She felt... awake. Unfortunately, she was awake on a bad moment. The loudred hit Waras, and broke it's nose. "Waras!" Misty almost jumped out of the doctor's arms, luckily, she wasn't quite so strong to do this and succeed.
Tamonten and Yoshies started to root for there injured companion. "SQUIT! SQUITLE SQUIR!!" "MUD! MUDKIP MUD!" They were trying to scream harder then the Loudred, and alto Misty didn't quite understand what they were saying, She could imagine, as Waras looked back, to see it's trainer standing, next to his to rooting friends, and regained his energy. "WARAS! HOLD ON! The Loudred is weaker then you! Use an other Tackle!!"
Misty kept her eyes to her Pokemon, War as, as Ronan played for her eyes and guild-ed her to were he assumed it was saver.
([{Sorry for the slow reply! My 2 nieces and nephew are here, and they are demanding all my attention}])
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Post by artmage on May 17, 2010 3:38:50 GMT 11
"Easy Red. Let's just get away from the edge just in case the place starts cracking up even more---it's a long tumble from up here to down there." The fact that she had gained enough strength to scream out her Beaver's name and forcefully try to stand up was more than enough for Ronan to know that the medication had worked at least. That made him the slightest bit more relieved as he motioned for Yoshie to take his kit. He grabbed the young girl under the arms to stabilize her so she wouldn't fall while casting a glance at the Bidoof which had suffered a rather serious injury from the Loudred's blow---not so much internal trauma as it was blood loss however and he wagered his bets like a seasoned gambler that the animal could afford to survive at least until this bout was over; Besides, it wasn't as though the Loudred had a whole lot going for it either. "Come on Beavis, the guy's a pushover! Give 'im another one right on the kisser!" The gruff doctor hollered at the staggering rodent exasperatedly, wanting this farce to be wrapped up quickly before the Loudred's owner did something stupid and that would be the end of all of them. A strange thing Ronan noticed was that the man dressed in black did not give verbal orders to the Loudred like most trainers--for that matter, he hadn't heard the individual utter a single word since they got here whether out of shock or anger even as the man's dark eyes underneath the shadowy brim of that hat told a completely different story. Waras, despite the ringing in his head and the left eardrum that the Loudred's blow had busted was able to catch the familiar call from his Missy---his Missy who was alright and okay and upright and not dead. A wave of relief washed over his little body as he tried to smile despite the pain that was wracking his face, caved in from the blow. Missy was okay. Doctorman had done it. Things were going to be okay. ............. Use Tackle. Her wish was his command. "BII BII BIIII!!" The monstrous shriek erupted from his torn lips as he scuffed up bits of loosened cement in his revving up to go and blasted towards the Loudred like a cannonball unleashed. He closed his eyes and grit his teeth as his shoulder smashed into the thing's exposed ribs this time, the impact clearly and audibly breaking two of them as the impact sent the Loudred hurtling into a wall. close to its owner who scuttled out of harm's way fearfully. It took a good ten seconds for the Loudred to recover from the blow as it stumbled around on spaghetti legs before catching the Bidoof in its sights which by now were bloodshot from the hemorrhaging of vessels within its eyes. It let out a murderous roar and trundled towards the rodent like an angered bull elephant, clasping both its fists together as one and slamming it into Waras' side in a Pound so brutal it launched the beaver several feat into the air to crash into one of the steel bearings near the edge of the reservoir whose purpose was to stop people from falling to their death. The piece of metal screeched under the impact and took on the shape of the Bidoof's back as the animal tottered dangerously and struggled to hold on to the bar for dear life... | LOUDRED Lvl 9 Health; 10% Status; Normal
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Post by Nixly on May 17, 2010 20:07:57 GMT 11
Misty stumbled, and just kept walking.
"Easy Red. Let's just get away from the edge just in case the place starts cracking up even more---it's a long tumble from up here to down there."
The eager, read-headed girl kept stumbling and walking, this time with Ronan at her side, and her 2 Pokemon walking next to them. Yoshie was trying to carry the big man's bag, and Tamonten stopped, and walked back, to help Yoshie carry the bag. Yoshie's pride made her mad, and she dragged the thing all alone towards her trainer and the owner of the bag. Misty looked at him, and stopped walking. She stood still, and wasn't planning to sit down.
"Come on Beavis, the guy's a pushover! Give 'im another one right on the kisser!"
The tackle caused a lot of damage. good. this battle was almost over! Misty looked at her Waras. He looked horrible. She was worried about her little beaver. Maybe it was wrong to send out Waras... she had never trained him, and she send him out into a battle with a foe he could barley beat. Maybe she was the runt her sisters always called her. Sending Waras out like that...
No, I'm not a runt. Misty thought. Waras was a good choice. And he's doing very well. The others would be beat up by those sound waves! Misty grasped for breath and put her hand in front of her mouth. She looked, astonished, to her Pokemon, that simply wondered back into the battle. She looked at Ronan, as if she wanted to say: 'will he be alright?' She kept looked at Waras and Ronan, slightly uncomfortable.
Loudred was more exostited then Waras... this was worth a shot... "Waras! Use one more tackle!" If Waras could hit the loudred before he got hit, he might win! And then she could take care of her poor beaver...
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Post by artmage on May 19, 2010 5:55:43 GMT 11
The Beaver was tottering at the very edge of the reservoir, clinging to the piece of twisted steel as though his life depended on it which in fact, it did. His head was swimming with pain and now with added Acrophobia as he grit his teeth and tried not to look down the near steep fifty-foot drop above which his stubby legs were flailing. Oh god, did he ever want to be anywhere else by here for the moment. "Biii! Biii DOOOOFFF!" The poor thing screeched as he felt his grip slipping and the metal beam groaning under his weight. Upon Misty questioning him whether it would be alright, Ronan decided that the girl could still be somewhat under the influence of the medication and shook his head furiously in answer before darting for the battered animal. "Nope. But nothing a little push can't help!" He growled to himself furtively as he dove for Waras just as the beam broke with a loud SNAP!under the creature's considerable weight, catching the creature barely by the broad of his stumpy tail. "Ye gods, you are heavy!" With one massive heave that almost dislocated his left shoulder, Ronan dragged the struggling animal up and tucked him under one arm before rampaging towards the battlefield with the thing in tow as Tamonten stared at both of them as though they had lost their minds. Was the crazy old fool attempting to get involved with the brawl? "You heard your missus. Now here's your HOMERUN!" The doctor roared as he violently tossed the rodent like a live rugby ball back into the fray, the running having given Waras the momentum he needed to break into a full-forced charge. Flecks of blood painted a myriad of raindrop-like trails all over the beaver's face as he dug up the very recesses of his rarely-seen pit of wrath, using every bit of the volatile emotion to power up his short, squat legs which felt like they were going to fall off any second from the exertion. Rest could wait. He had a match to win! The dim-witted look on his face had almost completely disappeared, replaced by a beastly determination as he smashed into the Loudred's gut with all the Tackle force of a wrecking ball, hurtling it into the wall which the man in black had been hiding behind. Those dark eyes widened as the person quickly darted to safety, in his haste managing to sprain his ankle but at the very least he was out of range of the crazed rodent hell-bent on making someone suffer. The device was knocked out of his hands and it tumbled unceremoniously over the reservoir top, nearly falling off the edge. For relatively stupid animals, Bidoof made up for what they lacked in intelligence with a bucketful of valor and a healthy dash of near-reckless courage, though stupidity probably had something to do with that. Bricks shattered, leaving rubble and a massive cloud of dust in its wake as one shadow was shown to be upright and staggering amidst the chaos. That shadow was proved to be Waras, who despite his horrible facial injuries was grinning like the lovable idiot that he was; It didn't even bother him that the blow had dessicated his bottom lip and that his oversized bucktooth was protruding from it. Loudred was defeated!Waras grew to Lvl 9! Waras learned Defense Curl! Even with the match done, the little thing did not immediately return to his owner's side--no. While slow of mind, he had about enough common sense to make out that this man cowering before him was master to the fainted loudmouth just as Missus was to him. Waras let out a booming and deep growl, advancing upon the man in a manner too menacing to be associated with such a supposedly meek creature...
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Post by Nixly on May 20, 2010 6:49:53 GMT 11
Misty grasped for breath, and couldn't Even scream when her Pokemon was holding on for it's life. Good Thing Ronan had a clear head. She saw him rush over, and a
"Ye gods, you are heavy!"
later, Ronan had Waras under this arm. Misty could feel her blood flowing faster, and she looked at her Pokemon, happy to see it safe under the arm of a doctor. She could safely exhale.
That was, until her heart stopped when Ronan threw her Pokemon like a living rugby ball to wards his opponent. 'HOMERUN!'! What was her Pokemon, a rugby ball?
That is a very good description of what Waras wanted to do. And also a perfectly fine description for his personality and the rest of all the Bidoof.
Having that said; Waras's simple mind could not see that his opponent was defeated. Yes, he understood that Loudred was defeated, but the black men was with him, so he had to defeat the man in black next. Very simple isn't is?
[I'm so sorry that my last posts were so crappy! I hope this one is better!]
Luckily, Misty didn't quite agree with tackling the man covered in darkness. He needed to speak before Waras could beat them up. And Waras needed medical care. "Waras!"
Misty ran to her winner, and didn't seem to notice her leg at all. Tamonten and Yoshie were cheering for the rather simple Pokemon. "It's ok, It's ok Sweety!" She sat (fell would be a better word) next to Waras, and stroke him, happy that he won the battle. Waras didn't stop looking at the black man, determent to tackle him if he tried anything. Yoshie congratulated Waras, before looking at the black men, and taking a battle pose. She had no intension of getting the next battle slip though her paws. Waras on the other hand, felt this was his battle, and tried to stand in front of Yoshie. Misty looked at the Doctor, and said: "Please heal him!"
She kept an eye on the black dressed man, and decide to trust this matter to Yoshie. "Yoshie, if he tries anything, even if he just moves in a wrong way, use mudslap! Ok girl?"
Suddenly, Misty realized that her head was very clear. Even though her leg hurt like hell, she could think clearly. What was in that needle? She looked at her hand, witch had become a rather big blue spot. Pretty painful, but Misty tried to remember what the Doctor said, when he pushed the needle in.
"Ronan, what was in that needle?" Asked Misty, while she stroke over her hand, before stroking Waras again, who didn't seem very eager to let the dark men go.
[I'm so sorry that my last posts are so crappy, I hope this one is better!]
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Post by artmage on May 23, 2010 3:04:50 GMT 11
[[OOC; You're doing great luv Keep it up!] Ronan was slightly taken aback by her sudden enquiry, but knew what was playing in her mind as his eyes wandered off to the Bidoof who seemed a little punch-drunk now that the battle was over. Or was it? A nagging suspicion told him that this seemed to be the work of more than one individual, and that this lone person was a part of something larger. Where were the Quagsire, and for a mission like this, the rest of the captors? Still, first things first. "Epiphranine. Basically, it's synthetic adrenaline. It's not a miraculous cure-all, but it'll keep him going for a while if that's what you're looking for." He said matter-of-factly as he dug into his bag for a fresh syringe and filled it up with a small amount of the said drug before taking hold of Waras by the scruff and inserting the needle point into the loose skin there. The beaver flinched at the sudden, very discomforting sensation and wriggled a bit in the manner of trying to get loose. The doctor's grip however was quite firm over the years of restraining more violent patients and he only let go once the dosage was done. The immediate effect was that the Bidoof's eyes did not look as dull with lethargy as they had been before and he seemed to stand up straighter. Ronan pulled out a batch of cotton wool which he dabbed in antiseptic and alcohol before using it to clean up the wounds on Waras' face, revealing under all that dirt and blood the deep scars that marred the beaver's features. They weren't particularly life-threatening however; lacerations over the brow, bruises, a torn lip. The way the creature's back was slightly misaligned however was more a cause for worry. Had Waras slipped a disc during the fight? The blows the Loudred rained on him were certainly vicious, but the fact that he was still standing was a good sign. "He'll keep. I suggest staving him off the next battle however, at least until my coagulants work." The doctor murmured as he spread some of the stuff over the Bidoof's wounds and used some gauze to protect them. Yoshie guarded the black-dressed man with a sort of zealousness that contrasted with her usually feminine demeanor while Tamonten roughly searched the man for something---a Pokeball. He took it out and neatly zapped the fainted Loudred back into its containment unit before stuffing it back under the man's clothes. He didn't care much for the foul little loudmouth, but sooner or later they were going to have to move and it didn't seem right to leave the damn thing there. Done with his work, Ronan tossed everything into his bag again before stalking down the person dressed in black who was attempting to make a grab for the device. The doctor rather casually stomped on his hand, noticing quite starkly that the fellow did not make a single sound of retort or pain, merely jerking back and wincing painfully. Picking up the thing himself, Ronan examined the make and noted the dials used to alter sound frequencies and decibels. Many water types and several cave dwelling Pokemon used sonar to get around, and Quagsire with its piss-poor eyesight was a definite candidate for that. This would have messed up their sense of direction and equilibrium considerably. "Look, I won't waste too much of my breath on sewer scum such as yourself, so I'm only going to ask you once before Ben there decides to take a nice big chunk out of your ass." said the medic as he grabbed the man by the collar of his black shirt, noticing at once the small red 'R' tacked upon the left breast pocket like a badge of some sort. "Rocket, huh? Figures. Where-are-the- Quagsires?" The man did not answer, shaking his head and grinning in a shit-eating manner as his back shook with silent chuckling and Ronan knew asking him to answer to anything was out of the question. Throwing him back down in disgust, the doctor scratched his head in irritation before turning to face Misty. "He's mute, likely deaf as well. Good choice for carrying out such a crazy gig." Ronan informed her as he tapped his chin deep thought. He then booted the man who was now on all fours trying to get up, in the backside so that the fellow jerked up almost immediately. "Well, that's fine. If he can't tell us where they are, he'll show us." the doctor said in a mock-cheerful manner as he stared dead in the man's eyes and imitated walking with his fingers, pointed to the fellow and then the glaring Bidoof before drawing his thumb across his throat in a slash. The man seemed to grasp the brevity of the situation rather well as he paled and gulped nervously while Tamonten and Yoshie stood guard by his side. Waras snapped his fangs in a threatening manner and that was all it took to get the man moving, his right arm held firmly by Ronan behind his back. His body language was pointing towards a door not too far off which ostensibly lead inside and downstairs. "There should be an intercom system inside this structure. We can call the local Popo from there." Ronan explained to Misty as he gestured for her to come along. "You sure you can move, Red?"
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Post by Nixly on May 25, 2010 7:28:03 GMT 11
She nodded at the statement of the veteran doctor. good he mentioned the word adrenaline, that's one she know. Epiphranine. Epiphranine Epiphranine Epiphranine. Misty tried to memorize the word, for in case she needed it in the nearby future. Misty looked at Ronan fixing up the beaver. "You are going to be ok Waras! You can rest now." Said Misty with a gentle voice. Waras wasn't sure what was going one, but the brush on his back didn't get better when the miracle doctor touched him. Actually, all of the touches of the miracle Doctor hurt. Again, he begun to hesitate. Could he really heal him? The Pain in his face had faded, with then The man threw some stinging stuff in. Misty rested a bit next to Waras while Ronan went over to the men. The dark guy had good legs, he could walk to her, rather then granting him the honor to walk towards him. Ronan was doing very good. and if he cause even more trouble, Yohsie and Tamonten would kick his ass. Although he was rather rough on the man, he didn't deserve anything better. A rocket. Who else? "He's mute, likely deaf as well. Good choice for carrying out such a crazy gig.""So how are we going to get the answer out of him? He can just pretend he doesn't understand us." said Misty growling. "Well, that's fine. If he can't tell us where they are, he'll show us."His mock-cheerful manner made Misty believe that he was rather happy with that. They guy didn't have much choose, her Pokemon were planning to tackle his but away. Yoshie had no interest in this weakling, but he could take her to the next battle. And If he didn't, she would mud-slap his ass to in till he was buried. Tamonten was a real guard, as he stood in next to the man. A strict face, and not planning to let him escape. Waras had already started to move, with no clue to where they were going. He just knew he had to follow the guy and make sure he didn't attack or anything. He thought. "You sure you can move, Red?""Yea, I'll be fine." She pulled herself up, to one of the still strong looking bars. Misty limped to wards Ronan, and followed him and the rocket downstairs. The stairs were heavy for someone with a deep wound in there leg, never less, Misty found a way to move more or less comfortable. She used the not-so-trust-worthy-and-rusty bars, to Clim down. The stairs were slippery, close together and deep. The walls filled with cracking fissures, making the bars even less trust worthy. The wound in her leg was radiating heat, pounding pain, and slowly starting to bleed again. Yet, she mange st to get down, without getting more injuries. Ronan and the man blocked her sight, she wanted to see what was in there! "Ronan, what's there? Keep moving, I want to sit down!"{Finished! I hope you like it! I ended with a bit of a cliffhanger Sorry I posted it in 2 parts!}
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Post by artmage on May 28, 2010 11:12:17 GMT 11
[[OOC; Lovely honey <3 On a note, don't be afraid to be more in-charge with the whole RPing thing. You can have Misty run into situations or throw punches or offer insight, since I'm pretty damn sure she's not the distressed damsel type ]] Even with her assurance, Ronan found it hard to watch as she tottered about gingerly on that damaged leg and attempted to make her way downstairs. The steps were steep and he was quite sure each little 'fall' was sending sharp bolts of pain up her thigh. From the look on her face, the assumption was probably correct. Still, he had to admire the way she was steeling herself to keep moving as her Pokemon kept close watch on their POW who was looking rather glum as they made their way deeper down. The minutes that passed by as they made their way through the maze of steel stairs was actually quite long when you were running high on adrenaline and anticipating something everytime you saw a strange shadow around the corner. As they got deeper the heat began to pick up as well as beads of perspiration rolled down the bridge of his slightly crooked nose and he was, for the barest fraction of a moment transported back to the old days where the injured to used to hide out in bunkers while sounds of a military rampage roared overhead and the air would be filled with the stale stench of sweat and blood and dirt, and the sounds of silent and desperate prayers that some madman with a Kalashnikov or a very large Pseudo-Legendary Pokemon would not make his way down their rabbit holes. Waras grunted in displeasure at the numbing sensation in his halfway-healing lip, likely from the after-effects of the medicine Ronan had given him earlier. Animal that he was, he tried to claw at the gauze in a dog-like fashion, standing up on his hind legs to do so. He tripped over the edge of one of the steps and predictably took a tumble down, knocking into a very surprised Tamonten as the two Pokemon bounced off the steps in a loud 'KLANG KLANG KLANG!!' that lasted for about five or six goes before they finally landed in a dazed heap on the nearby landing. Waras was mostly protected from harm however, having landed his ass on Tamonten's face instead as the Squirtle let out a sharp bark of annoyance before flapping his paws at the rodent in the manner of telling him to get the hell off. The Beaver did as he was told before helping the overturned turtle back to his feet. Ronan winced at the din their little accident created which echoed hollowly through the place as he massaged the bridge of his nose wearily. By sounds of it, their positions had probably been given away and--- He jolted up almost immediately, not out of Misty's question entirely, but the shadow which suddenly flickered just out of the corner of his eyes. Never a good sign. "I think....." He murmured morosely as he held their captive in front of him firmly so he could lead the way. They had barely reached the ground floor when light gleamed off what looked like a bundle of tentacles in the nearby darkness and he felt all his sense flare up again. "That we've just been found out." The thing that darted out followed swiftly by its owner was alien to him---he had never seen such a strange creature which looked as though it was crossbred from a sea-based polyp and a dandelion, but the harsh command of "Lileep, use ACID!" by the the woman in black who seemed to be commanding the atrocity told him by all means, to *****ing duck. Ronan dove not a moment too soon as the animal narrowed its eyes and sprayed a highly-corrosive stream of black which missed him by mere inches but caught the surprised 'captive' right in the face. The poor man who had been leading them had obviously not expect himself to be attacked by his own comrade to get through to the 'enemies', and was paying a hefty price for his naiveté as his mangled mouth bobbed open in silent screams and he tore away from them, fingers clawing at his mutilated mask of a face in agony. "Alright, that wasn't the brightest idea in all of history..." The doctor wheezed, wide-eyed and pale as he scrambled away from the crazy-looking beast which was still dripping the fluid death from its many head-tentacle things. He could feel stray droplets of the damn thing melting his clothes onto his skin. he made a frantic gesturing motion with his hands to Misty in lieu of telling her to stay a safe distance away from the polyp-thing which was hopping their way in steady, deliberate steps. The litany of curses that came barely seconds later however burned the ears of all those present when the creature let out another blast of Acid, this one catching the medic cleanly in the back as he stumbled hard upon the stairs and shivered involuntarily, feeling the liquid burn and turn the cloth and skin over the back of his shoulder into a gelatinous, congealed mass. Real fear was in Waras' eyes now as he let out a timid squeak upon seeing tall doctor man taken down so easily and scrambled to his side to try and drag the injured man upstairs. Tamonten however seemed unperturbed at all as he puffed himself up and put himself between the strange polyp animal and the rest of his own team. Acid scared him yes, but unlike doctor or missus or even his friends, he had a shell. That leveled up the playing field considerably. "What's all this noise now?! Best you keep it down before those suited pigs get wind of us, woman!" came a voice from down one of the corridors as two men dragging a feebly struggling Quagsire in a net came into view---they were dressed the same manner as the first Rocket Misty and Ronan had come across who was now spasming uncontrollably on the floor nearby. The man's comrades did not seem at all too concerned about him as the woman in question drummed her fingers on her hips lazily and handwaved their concern away. "Just a couple of intruders..poking their noses where it don't belong. Don't get your panties in a bunch, you nimrods and just get the cargo loaded up. I'll deal with this." She said coolly as she advanced towards the stairs and caught sight of Misty. Here she grinned in a devilish manner and tiled her head to a side. It was obvious that she recognized the girl although her reaction was more teasing than reverence or anything of the sort. "Well now, you're a far way from home, ain't you little missy? Little Misty Kasumi looking to make a mark in the world, one poor, rescued Pokemon at a time. Don't make me laugh." came the quip as she shot a disdainful glare at the collection of Pokemon which were presumably under order of the russet-haired girl. "You're in way over your head. Why don't you come on down here sweetheart, before I make highly realistic horror movie extras out of the old fart and your turtle friend ?" Rocket Grunt wants to battle!Rocket Grunt sent out Lileep [Lvl 10]!
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Post by Nixly on May 30, 2010 2:46:36 GMT 11
[[OOC; thanks! I wasn't sure how much in bringing I could do before I would break the rules, But I'm pretty sure you will all tell me when the line is crossed ]] 'KLANG KLANG KLANG!!Misty signed, and if she had her hands free, she would most likely slap her forehead. Great, the element of surprise was gone. A determined look came up one her face, very determined to go down and kick her Pokemon's butt. Misty mumbled; as apology: "I shouldn't put them back in there poke ball."Yoshie was giving the men of her team a rather... disappointed look. She came down, stair per stair, with her head and tail held high. She seemed to be showing them how they should have gone of the stair. By the blush on Tamonten's face, she seemed to have said something in that line too. And most likely good that Misty didn't understand what her Pokemon were saying, since Yoshie made a remark about 'being good with ass-kissing'. Waras wasn't intelligent enough to understand the sneer this comrade made, so he just tried to lick the numbing sensation away. "What?" said Misty, just before she hear ed "ACID" and saw Ronan duck away. Misty didn't hesitate, and hopped a bit higher, making more space for everyone, and to let them get away form the acid. She had spend a lot of time finding out that Acid was dangerous, whenever she saw the beautiful Tentacruel and Tentacool a bit to close. Good thing Ronan ducked, the acid wasn't good for you. She looked at there captive men roll away, but she wasn't here for him. She moved out the fire line, and saw Ronan get hit, she quickly grabbed his coat, and tried to remove it, so Ronan wouldn't get burned any further. She got even madder, and screamed: "Why don't you take it on to me, in a Pokemon fight? "The woman ignored her, as she spoke to her comrades. Or where they her servants? "Just a couple of intruders..poking their noses where it don't belong. Don't get your panties in a bunch, you nimrods and just get the cargo loaded up. I'll deal with this."Not important who they were, but Misty could see the poor Quagsire captured in a net, being called 'Cargo'. She was getting very mad now, and it didn't get better! "Well now, you're a far way from home, ain't you little missy? Little Misty Kasumi looking to make a mark in the world, one poor, rescued Pokemon at a time. Don't make me laugh.""Well, at least I don't have to trow acid at my comrades to get respect!" Bite Misty back at her. Yoshie was growling, and very bad. She was already running down, not planning to let Tamonten take her battle away. "You're in way over your head. Why don't you come on down here sweetheart, before I make highly realistic horror movie extras out of the old fart and your turtle friend ?""I'M IN OVER MY HEAD? I don't have the police put a prize on my head! Yoshie! Use Mud-slap!"Misty turned to Ronan, and said: "go look for a phone or a alarm-system, something that makes the police come." Misty looked at Ronan, grabbing his arm, and saying: "We have prove, the police can't ignore this! Just TRY to stay were I can send my Pokemon to help you if something goes wrong" She gestured down, where she suspected a phone or a alarm-system was. Tamonten looked at his trainer, wondering why HE wasn't send out to battle. "If you can't behave Tamonten, you are going back to you poke ball!"Misty was really mad, and the angry Yoshie showed it with perfection, as she jumped into the battle, planning to bury the dandelion, right back where it belongs. Misty could feel 2 poke balls waggle in her pocket: the one with most movement, was the Azurill, and the other one was Liza. If all of her Pokemon were to tiered to fight, she would try to let Azurill fight. Al tough Azurill was still wild, and injured, Misty was pretty damn sure the Azurill would be glad to battle!
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