Headin' down South [F]

[The REAL Joey]

OOC: A max potion has been used so i'm assuming Meowth's health is higher than it should be? In that case... ;D

BIC:

The Disaster Pokemon, Absol was now on death's doorstep. Joey eyed it and came to the conclusion that even the slightest flick could cause it to faint. He looked down to his Meowth and gave him a confident thumbs up. "You can do this for sure, just be sure to use your signature move!" Meowth blinked its eyes to Joey in confirmation and dabbled its paws around mischievously. With a swift movement of its body, the cat Pokemon dashed around the battlefield in an attempt to ease up the Absol's defences and as it got in incredibly close, smacked its paw on the Pokemon's head. Meowth had just used the move Thief. Joey looked over to the hag, cautiously at first in case of any incoming spit but soon stared at her determinedly when he saw she had her trap shut. "C'mon, you don't think I can do this? I have a real burning dislike for the Rockets and I sure as hell ain't gonna be outdone by them. Even if they wipe out my entire team, i'd take on their Pokemon myself. Lemme just go and catch up with that grunt in the cave." His eyes fixed themselves on hers, unsure how she would respond.

[Arzadon]

With a good smack, Absol fell to the ground. The Hag looked over Joey's approvingly. Impressed by his talents. "Ya know youngin'. I coulda sworn that you would get yer rump handed to you!" The Hag said as she returned her fainted pokemon to it's pokeball. "I believe there is a pokemon center just the way down the road, if you wish to heal you're pokemon. If not, then I suggest you head towards Azalea town. Rockets are plannin' somethin' big there, and thats where the grunt is headed." The Hag said, keeping her deadly spit to a surprisingly small amount.

By the end of her little speech the Hag was in front of Joey. After returning her Absol to it's pokeball, she reached into her sleeve and withdrew yet another pokeball. "I believe you earned this, treat it well." The Hag said, handing the ball over to Joey. Inside of the pokeball, his new parter was staring up at his with it's crystal blue eyes. After giving Joey the pokemon, she turned around and started to walk towards Violet City. "I have some other business to attend to. Don't forget to rescue my grandson, he is all I have left" The Hag said as she dissapeared into the bushes.

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Congratulations! You received a Aron!


Aron
Name: [choose]
Gender: [choose]
Level: 15
Attacks: Metal Claw, Headbutt, Myud-slap, Harden
Nature/Personality: [choose]

[img]http://archives.bulbagarden.net/media/upload/a/aa/Spr_4d_304.png[/img]
[b]Aron[/b]
Name: [choose]
Gender: [choose]
Level: 15
Attacks: Metal Claw, Headbutt, Myud-slap, Harden
Nature/Personality: [choose]

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OCC: Sorry Joey, doesn't work that way. >< Besides we all know, if a pokemon's hp rises above 100% their head EXPLODES! And you earned the Aron P: Oh and this whole thing is finally over.]

[The REAL Joey]

As the Absol fainted, Joey's grin beamed righteously as the victor of the battle. "Heh, good to see you know time's not on our side. I'd go toe to toe with your Sableye and Roselia but..." He looked to the woman intently, concerned about the Rocket's getaway. "...Like I said. Time's fleeting." Meowth looked down to his Meowth, barely living from its rough ordeal. If there is one thing that became obvious to Joey from this match was that Meowth may have fighting spirit but he couldn't take on entire teams by himself. His role as his partner in crime and stealing was much more apt. He joyously looked at his Meowth and held him up close to his body after scooping him up. "You did perfect Meowth. You've pretty much saved the day. Don't worry, i'll heal yer up as quick as we can." Meowth's solid state manifested itself and fell straight back into his respective Pokeball.

Despite the deception and trickery Joey had endured from this old woman, not forgetting her rather off beat presentation and stench, he couldn't help but feel sorry for her. For Team Rocket to have sunk their wretched tenterhooks so deeply into her with a kidnapping and threatening to take the life of her only grandson, Joey felt a familiar rage burning in his belly. The same kind of loathing that he felt when he thought of his dad and how villainous he is to be paired up with such a criminal organisation. Joey's methods may not be entirely just or holding any deep moral worth but its not like he actively sought to commit such atrocities to fellow people and Pokemon alike. This behaviour was unforgivable and Joe wasn't going to let them get away. "Azalea Town huh? Hm... Well whatever it is, I hope they're ready for me to gatecrash. I'll make sure every last Rocket gets their comeuppance." Joey's stern visage also faded slightly. "...Don't worry. I'll make sure your grandson gets home alright. "

He was also deeply surprised to be presented with a gift Pokemon in the form of Aron. As he came to the conclusion as to what Pokemon it was, a spirited smile filled his face and he began holding the ball tightly to himself while prancing around on the spot. "OH OH OH!" He held the ball tightly in the air, looking at it with marvel. "Do you have ANY idea how much i've been wanting an Aron? I mean... My favourite band, Iron Aggron, uses an Aggron as their mascot and they're just like the epitome of metal." Joey's head suddenly became filled with the riveting guitar melodies, pounding bass and thrashing drums that accompanied the band. "You have no idea how much this means to me." As the hag slowly walked off to attend to her business, Joey smirked to himself and spoke to himself, just loud enough that the hag might hear be perchance. "You know lady, you're pretty alright." He glanced down at the Pokeball and cried out happily.

"Let's let you out and take a look at ya! GO!" He landed the Pokeball in front of him and watched it attentively as it looked around with its big blue eyes. It blinked at Joey and and waddled on the spot as if to say hello. "Oh man... This is awesome. Hey, Aron... Wait no... That's not right. We need to give you a better nickname." He thought about it for a second but almost immediately came up with an idea. "Do me a favour. Repeat what I do." Joey dived into his bag and picked out his music player and began playing one of Iron Aggron's most famous hits, The Pokemon Of The Beast, out loud through his headphones. Upon hearing it, Aron began twitching his head and Joey laughed. "That's not how you do it... Like this!" Joey began thrashing his head violently, showing Aron how to headbang. After a few moments, Aron got the idea and began copying. Joey burst out with laughter at how good he was at doing it. "Perfect! I'm gonna nickname you Metalhead." He tapped the Aron on its head with his knuckles and laughed even more when it made a large clanking noise. "Right, just gonna return you until I can sort out a party before the cave..." As he returned Metalhead, he let out a small chuckle. "That hag may come across as a stubborn piece of work but the fact she gave me a Steel type, immune to the effects of Poison says a lot. Considering how Rockets just LOVE them Poison Pokemon."

Joey's mention of the word cave seemed to instil him with a sense of direction. "I really need to get going and catch up with that Rocket. I'm more worried about the grandson but my Ditto also troubles me. Not so much though, I bet that rascal has probably disguised him as a rock or something awaiting my arrival. I just hope he ain't transformed into me. Yeesh!" He worryingly rubbed his temples before shaking his head thoroughly. "RIGHT! Pokemon Centre. I desperately need to heal up Plusie, Meowth and Cynda... Poor guys." He made sure all his belongings were gathered before dashing off to the PC. He quickly darted in and it wasn't long before he was seen to by a member of staff. It was unfortunate a queue was beginning to brew but that must have been down to the amount of people wanting to go off and explore the caves fully prepared Joey guessed.

After being seen, Joe stepped triumphantly out of the P.C. and looked up to the sky and began thinking out his next course of action. His rag tag team of Pokemon were certainly skilled and loyal to the end but despite this he felt as if he was lacking something. "I could do this alone with my current team... But i'm one guy. ONE GUY. Those Rockets outnumber me like rats. If i'm not careful i'll get worn down to a grind... Argh. I need to think up a counter measure..." He wearily leaned against the back of the P.C. having walked around to it while thinking. He looked out to the remaining stretch of grass ahead of him and thought. "Hmm... Maybe... Just maybe... I can stand up to them with arming myself to the teeth with an army of Pokemon..." His eyes glinted mischievously at the tall grass. "I've been on this route for a while now. All the while i've been seeing all kinds of Pokemon waltz around... So much so... I think I know where to find 'em all! Let's see..."

He yanked out a tourist guide to Violet City he had swiped and began looking at the kinds of Pokemon available. "AHA!" He thumbed one of the Pokemon on the list. "I know the Rockets seem to love Poison types so having some with resistances is ideal. So. Budew here we come..." Joey surveyed the grass and eventually spotted the same patch he had seen a number congregating around beforehand. He stepped in knowingly and spotted one. "GOTCHA!" His hand went to his belt and he sent forth his faithful Cyndaquil. "Let's open up with a Quick Attack! Weaken it some before we try and catch this."

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Aron
Name: Metalhead
Gender: Male
Level: 15
Attacks: Metal Claw, Headbutt, Mud-slap, Harden
Nature/Personality: Having heard some of Joey's music, specifically the world famous Iron Aggron band, Metalhead has developed a strong taste for the music genre of Metal and usually headbangs his head around in response to the music that has now become imprinted in its head. Metalhead also demonstrates particularly aggressive traits when confronted with opposition. Otherwise, Metalhead is pretty laid back.

[img]http://archives.bulbagarden.net/media/upload/a/aa/Spr_4d_304.png[/img]
[b]Aron[/b]
Name: Metalhead
Gender: Male
Level: 15
Attacks: Metal Claw, Headbutt, Mud-slap, Harden
Nature/Personality: Having heard some of Joey's music, specifically the world famous Iron Aggron band, Metalhead has developed a strong taste for the music genre of Metal and usually headbangs his head around in response to the music that has now become imprinted in its head. Metalhead also demonstrates particularly aggressive traits when confronted with opposition. Otherwise, Metalhead is pretty laid back.

OOC: Place in my PC box for now. Also, thank you so much Arz as well all the other mods who helped out with such a long, arduous fight. Definitely offered some challenge. ;D You have no idea how much getting Aron means to me either. Fits in with Joey's character perfectly and I can sense it bringing a lot of RP opportunities in the near future. ;D Not to be too much of an ungrateful sod, I take it this match yields no EXP either? Otherwise I think Cynda and Meowth are eligible for some loving.

I'm also invoking the 5 page rule. If a topic gets to 5 pages, an RPer can choose what Pokemon they come across... So bare with me while I snag a few for Joey's use and also to sell in the trainer shops. 'Bout time someone made use of that aspect of them. I'll be using a variet of Pokes, so don't get too worried i'll be overpowering my stalwarts like Elekid and the like.

[latani]

((WAHAHAH MY TURN >))

The clustered group of Budews happily reveled in what sunlight they had before the day turned itself in for the night. Cyndaquil tensed, head cocked to one side as he waited for an opportune chance to strike. One Budew heard the escape of the fire type from its ball and had begun to waddle unsteadily through the grass that towered over it.

Blinking to clear vision suddenly obscured by leftover dew, the small grass and poison type failed to notice the Cyndaquil inches away to its right.

With a battle cry torn from his soul, Cyndaquil dropped to all fours and rocketed forwards at a speed so fast he blurred. The Budew jumped and yelped but couldn't scrabble away before mouse made contact. "Dewww!" shrieked the little bud as it went flying into a tuft of gnarled grass.

Indignant with rage, the Bud Pokemon sprang to its feet and began to totter forwards with a surprising courage it didn't know it had. Not far from Cyndaquil, the wild Budew crouched down, beady eyes still watching the Cyndaquil before it jumped up and unwrapped the two appendages on the top of its head and swirled them around.

Droplets of water scattered in every direction, several coating the Cyndaquil with a fine layer of moisture so as to dampen the effects of his Fire type moves. Budew, glistening with its own watery coat, carefully considered its opponent, waiting patiently for the next move to be thrown. The fire type squirmed uncomfortably, trying to shake himself like a dog to rid himself of the water clinging to his dark blue fur.


A wild Budew (Level 10) appeared!

Battle

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Wild Budew: | Level 10 |
Health: 77%
Status: Water Sport


Joey's Cyndaquil: | Level 13 |
Health: 100%
Status: Water Sport

[The REAL Joey]

As the Water Sport doused the vicinity with a fairly light drizzle, Joey also got the brunt of its move along with Cyndaquil and began frantically brushing off droplets from his clothes and shielding his bandanna from getting wet. "Just great! First rancid spit, paralytic spores and now doused with droplets..." Cyndaquil couldn't quite shake off all the droplets either but turned to its trainer expectantly. "Fire off another Quick Attack!" We need to try and capture this quick. Time is NOT on our side." The action of the move also might help their sodden plight. "If you dash quick enough, we might be able to dry ourselves off, eh?" Despite such time constraints, Joey couldn't help but grin. It would seem he had pretty much figured out the habitats of the Pokemon around here. "Not bad for some highschool drop out." He mused to himself.

OOC: Note to self. I need to update sig as i've swapped around the majority of my party to gain some EXP from capturing Pokes for some of my lower levelled ones.

[latani]

Budew seemed pleased enough it had annoyed its opponents. It bounced slightly as it waited for the next strike. Cyndaquil continued to shake himself, but only succeeded in dislodging a few more droplets of water. With a muffled squeak of anger, the fire mouse dropped to his fours and shot forwards again with a sudden spurt of speed. ((alliteration! ))

He bent his head down and headbutted the small bud again, watching with a savage sort of glee as it skittered across the ground. "BUDEW!" it shrieked, bouncing back to its two feet.

Cyndaquil felt some grudging respect for the tiny creature, having enough strength to get right back up. As if reading Joey's mind, the Budew opened the vines on its head and toddled forwards closer to Cyndaquil with a suddenly manic gleam to its eyes...

The little grass/poison type suddenly began a whirlwind dance, spinning so fast it was making Cyndaquil a bit nauseous, before a plume of golden-orange sparkles erupted into the air and cascaded down over the fire type. Cyndaquil sneezed as it accidentally inhaled a lungful, then froze.

"Cynda..." he squeaked, trying to move to shake off the new dose of Stun Spore, which seemed to stick thanks to his wet fur. Budew chirped happily and danced back several steps, smiling ever so innocently at the pair. What a delightful little monster to have come across.

Battle

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Wild Budew: | Level 10 |
Health: 53%
Status: Water Sport


Joey's Cyndaquil: | Level 13 |
Health: 100%
Status: Water Sport; Paralyzed

[The REAL Joey]

The flurry of spores that began to fill the air concerned Joey as it wasn't all that long ago that he was almost paralysed unconscious during his battle with the hag. Worried that if any prolonged exposure would ruin his mobility permanently he looked to Cyndaquil nervously. "This ain't good, i'm sure you're sick and tired of being paralysed by these damned spores but once we capture this we're moving on elsewhere." Joey paid careful attention not to inhale any of the spores just for his own safety. Regardless, the fact Budew was able to summon such strong spores as well as weaken the power of fire satisfied Joey's criteria. Who knows, maybe once Joey rescued the hag's grandson he would be able to face her without any constraints and have a toe to toe with his Budew against her own one. Joey quickly opened his mouth to decisively order the next move. "Quick Attack! Repeat! Just a little more..." He whipped off his bandanna and covered his mouth cautiously. He had let his guard down before, never again. The Cyndaquil nodded in response and despite being slowed down by the spores, moved surprisingly fast towards the Budew.

[latani]

Despite the paralytic spores working their nasty effects on his muscles, Cyndaquil managed to stave off the paralysis long enough to throw himself into his third Quick Attack. Squinting through narrowed eyes, the fire type squeaked as it neared the tottering Budew and rammed it.

Budew didn't fall over again, merely swung this way and that way in a drunken manner. It righted itself, head spinning from the impact. Cyndaquil scooted away quickly, not wanting to be so close to something that could coat it with water and paralyzing spores.

"Bud," it said simply, vines unfurling from their position again. Cyndaquil repressed the shudder of fear that attempted to take hold; when those vines came down something bad followed. Budew smiled and bent the vines in Cyndaquil's direction, humming faintly under its breath as it willed its attack to work.

There was a sharp yelp from the mouse as a green aura surrounded him and zapped energy away from his body. It didn't feel like much, thankfully. Budew relished the energy it had stolen from its Absorb attack, but it wasn't quite enough. It seemed a little dizzier on its feet, yet the innocently evil smile still remained plastered on its face.

Battle

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Wild Budew: | Level 10 |
Health: 32%
Status: Water Sport


Joey's Cyndaquil: | Level 13 |
Health: 89%
Status: Water Sport; Paralyzed

[The REAL Joey]

Joey spluttered horribly as the spores were somehow seeping through his covered mouth and into his system. His eyes rolled slightly at accidentally inhaling some spores. "This... Ends... Now...!" With a spare hand he reached down into his bag erratically and withdrew an empty Pokeball, perfect for capturing wild Pokemon such as the Budew before them. "Heheheh see this ball? You're going in it!" He extended the safety mechanism lock and reared back his hands before launching a forceful throw at the Budew, believing it to be weak enough for capturing. "Get in there you..." Muttered Joey as the Pokeball transferred Budew into it and fell to the floor with a metallic clank. As the ball began to shake from Budew's resistance, Joey's eyes narrowed down on it and his little Cyndaquil hurried over to it while tripping on its own steps slightly thanks to Stun Spore. With each roll of the ball, Cyndaquil used its long snout to prod it curiously.

OOC:

Items used:

x1 Pokeball.

[latani]

Budew cackled. It actually cackled as Joey seemed to accidentally draw in a few excess spores. Mirthful glee overtaking it, the Budew didn't see Joey swear to end the battle and hurl a shiny ball right at it. Beady black eyes flicking up to stare at Joey caught sight of the sphere just before it smacked Budew in the face.

"Dewww....!" came its fading cry as the ball sprang open to suck the little monster into its innards. Falling to the ground with a dull thunk, the ball began the typical shake, shake, shake of a Pokemon resisting capture.

Cyndaquil amused itself by prodding the ball with his nose, watching it roll and tremble around on the dirt as Budew valiantly fought not to succumb to the ball. Too weak, it seemed... as a loud click! echoed out, followed by the red flashing light on the Poke Ball's button fading to be replaced by the usual shiny gray. Just after this happened, Cyndaquil's head shot up suddenly.

"Quil?" he asked in confusion, body taking on a brilliant white glow. Within the light, his shape began to change... lengthen up... sprout fire on his head and rear... When the light faded, a new Pokemon replaced the fire mouse. The Quilava blinked his red eyes, peering around and then flashing a cocky smile at Joey. Cyndaquil had finally evolved!



Congratulations! Wild Budew was captured!
Please fill out the following information about your Pokemon:


Budew
Name: [choose]
Gender: [choose]
Level: 10
Attacks: Absorb, Growth, Water Sport, Stun Spore
Nature/Personality: [choose]

[img]http://www.dragonflycave.com/hgsssprites/406budew.png[/img]
[b]Budew[/b]
Name: [choose]
Gender: [choose]
Level: 10
Attacks: Absorb, Growth, Water Sport, Stun Spore
Nature/Personality: [choose]

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Cyndaquil grew to Level 16! Cyndaquil evolved into Quilava!

[The REAL Joey]

As the ball tumultuously wriggled from side to side, Joey reflected back on how the Budew came across. "Nasty lil' one... Best keep my guard up with that one!" As he finished deliberating over its nature, the ball resounded with a triumphant click. Certifying the Pokemon had indeed been caught. Joey coughed once more as the Stun Spore which had been generated by the small little Bud Pokemon seemed to have cleared away. He pounded his chest a few times to clear it and wheezed. "Phew... I know EXACTLY what i'm going to be nicknaming you, ya little nuisance!" The ball returned swiftly to Joey's extended palm and he looked down at it cheerfully. One less worry to be concerned with.

He decided to release her to be sure of her personality and establish a bond between them. As the Budew materialised, it looked at Joey with some disdain and unable to attack its own trainer, instead resulted in puffing its cheeks disapprovingly. However, a small puddle caught the Budew's attention and it soon calmed down it's hostilities. It began looking itself in the mirror, enthralled perfectly. The Grass type Pokemon began swaying as it hummed a high pitched little tune. Joey scratched his head unbelievingly. "Wow. Just... Wow." He knelt down and gave the Budew a cautious greeting. "Hey there... I'm going to be your new trainer. And as such, I believe it's my responsibility to give you a new name. So... How's Narcissa?" Budew, still glued entirely to the puddle's reflection, nodded slightly in acceptance. Joey raised an eyebrow and after a few moments awkwardness, he returned her. "Well, always good to have a lively personality at the very least..."

Meanwhile, as Joey checked up on his newest addition to his team. A startling change was occurring from within Cyndaquil's very being. Alarmed by the brilliance of the white light emanating from his Pokemon, Joey span round as quickly as possible to see Cyndaquil's body growing elongated and much more sleeker than before. "Is this... Cynda's evolution...?" Joey murmured unassumingly to himself. A blinding white light burst from Cyndaquil, causing Joey to shield his eyes in defence. As the light died down, Joey's arms fell to his side, his jaw agape. "You...You... EVOLVED!" Quilava's cocky grin to Joey, made Joey flash his own cocky grin. "Hahaha! Don't you look dapper. Wow... To think, you were getting pushed around by some Bellsprouts and now look at you. Awesome!" The Quilava darted around Joey's legs excitedly before being called back by Joey. "Team Rocket's numbers aren't looking as hot as Quilava's fiery coat right now. Heh."

He laughed at his own terrible joke and pulled out his guide once more, eyes reading all over the page for his next target. "So... Next on the..." A small murmur distracted Joey's efforts however. He pulled the guide down from his line of sight and noticed a shy Budew was looking nervously in Joey's direction from behind a patch of tall grass. "Oh what the..." It seemed that Joey had stolen away this Budew's friend away from it. He guiltily shifted on the spot avoiding its gaze. "Oh goddammit... I've already got a Budew..." Which was more than a handful as it was. However, a small idea popped into Joey's head. Creating a small Poke-militia against the Rockets would increase his chances but perhaps selling on rare and uncommon Pokemon was useful too. Money, DID have its uses. "Argh... I'm starting to sound like that rich snob... But this is for a good cause..."

Joey sighed begrudgingly before removing a Pokemon from his belt. "Fine, i'm taking you with me too!" Joey's Pokeball went flying into the grassy patch and out popped his fabulous looking Exeggcute. "Eggbert! I need you to make this Budew fall asleep, Hypnosis!" One of Eggbert's heads swivelled around and telepathically spoke to Joe. "We'll do eggsactly as you say, boss!" It stopped talking and it began concentrating its efforts into a hypnosis at the wild Budew. Seconds later, its eyes glowed an ominous yellow as they projected invisible rays of sleep at the Pokemon.

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Budew
Name: Narcissa
Gender: Female
Level: 10
Attacks: Absorb, Growth, Water Sport, Stun Spore
Nature/Personality: Narcissa exemplifies the very essence of a narcissistic being. She believes herself to be without equal and that everyone else in terms of beauty is thoroughly below her. So much so, she will find it a direct insult to her looks if anyone dares attack her. Even if the Pokemon does lay a mark on her, Narcissa's Poison Point ability will leave a nasty reminder. Her narcissist tendencies belie a very cruel streak, perhaps more than what would be considered normal in a Pokemon.
Ability: Poison Point

[img]http://www.dragonflycave.com/hgsssprites/406budew.png[/img]
[b]Budew[/b]
Name: Narcissa
Gender: Female
Level: 10
Attacks: Absorb, Growth, Water Sport, Stun Spore
Nature/Personality: Narcissa exemplifies the very essence of a narcissistic being. She believes herself to be without equal and that everyone else in terms of beauty is thoroughly below her. So much so, she will find it a direct insult to her looks if anyone dares attack her. Her narcissist tendencies belie a very cruel streak, perhaps more than what would be considered normal in a Pokemon.
Ability: Poison Point

OOC: This will be fun. Good luck Eggbert. >>

[latani]

This Budew was a lot more timid than its narcissistic friend. As Eggbert shuffled forwards to begin anew the battle, the bud shrank back a little, suddenly apprehensive of its plan to follow its friend.

A faint distortion in the air betrayed the invisible hypnotizing rays sprayed right at the unknowing grass/poison type. As they made contact, the Budew began to sway on its feet, eyes fluttering. So tired... a huge yawn escaped the small Pokemon's mouth before it leaned too far back and fell, fast asleep.

Light snores drifted up from where it lay. Eggbert seemed pleased enough that his attack had landed on the first try. "C'mon boss, egg us on," he chortled, the Exeggcute bouncing in anticipation. Even if he was underleveled, with the foe fast asleep, this battle would be a breeze.

Battle

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Wild Budew: | Level 8 |
Health: 100%
Status: Asleep


Joey's Eggbert: | Level 5 |
Health: 100%
Status: Normal

[The REAL Joey]

The hypnotic rays sent forth by Eggbert seemed to have done the trick and as the timid little Budew fell asleep, Joey let out a restrained cheer of celebration. Now that it was asleep, Joey was going to do his best to be as quiet as possible to avoid disturbing Budew's slumber. For once, Joey was glad that his raucous Eggbert was talking to him via telepathy and NOT in reality. "Ack, sure thing Eggbert. Hang on... Need to surmise which move to do next..." Whispered Joey. Before he could open his mouth again, Eggbert replied psychically. "You crack us up boss. Ya don't even have to speak, we'll just pick up on what you're thinking." Joey cocked an eyebrow at them as they laughed to themselves amusedly. "Barrage it is! Okay boys... Let rip!" The Exeggcutes assembled themselves in rank and file, with the ringleader of the group wobbling to the side of them. "Eggs away!" It commanded as the five other Exeggcutes leapt towards the Budew, hoping to land on it to deal damage. Whether or not they would hit, was an entirely different story altogether...

[latani]

As Eggbert's fellows descended upon the dozing Budew, they each took it in turn to hurl themselves at it.

Once. Twice. Three times. Four. Five.

With each strike, the Budew was punted back a step, barely even wincing as it slept. The slumber it had been placed in was deep enough to shrug off the blows. "Leggo my eggos!" Eggbert called out, smiling as his fellow eggs came bouncing back to cluster together in the symbolic group.

Little dings and bruises bloomed upon the bud's body, marring its otherwise healthy and glossy appearance. Hopefully the Barrage hadn't fully knocked it out... but Budew still seemed to just be dozing. Perhaps frightfully weak, having taken five strikes in a row, but clinging on even while sleeping. Its light snores stuttered, causing Eggbert to lift a brow, but they resumed after a second's pause.

They were safe from retaliation... for now.

Battle

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Wild Budew: | Level 8 |
Health: 35%
Status: Asleep


Joey's Eggbert: | Level 5 |
Health: 100%
Status: Normal

[The REAL Joey]

Despite being egg bombed by such a relentless barrage from team Eggbert, the Budew was still hanging in there. Joey itched his chin as his trademark grin spread over his face. "Peeerfect. You guys are pretty hard boiled when it comes to battling too, huh?" Joey stopped suddenly in his tracks. It would seem Eggbert's infectious use of egg puns had spread to even Joe. "Dammit!" Muttered Joey as his Eggbert laughed raucously at the pun. "Wahahahaahah! We KNEW ya had it in ya boss! Wahahahahaha!" Their incessant laughing was beginning to unnerve Joey. Such an uproar of laughter would no doubt awaken the Budew. Seeing as it was still asleep and slightly fatigued from Eggbert's attack, Joe decided on capturing it. "Well... Here goes." He picked out another spare ball and kissed it for good luck but launching a well aimed throw at the bud Pokemon. It landed squarely on the Budew and absorbed it inside the Pokeball, landing roughly on the same spot Narcissa had. It began rolling, around as if somehow the Budew was putting up a resistance. The tension was becoming unbearable. Eggbert focused intently itself and shivered in anticipation.

OOC:

Items used:

x1 Pokeball.