One more time [F]

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While Joey celebrated Hades' evolution, life continued on as usual on Route 29. The only difference was the heat, which had driven even more Pokémon into hiding, leaving only the insane and delirious to wander about in such scorching temperatures. One of those whose poor wee mind was affected was a well known local bird. It flew directly under the hot sun, ignoring it as best as it could despite the sheen of sweat covering its body.

Unlike most of the other heat-addled Pokémon, it wasn't searching for the relief of water or shade, but more along the lines of something to entertain itself. It had grown bored huddling against a large tree crowded with other birds and tree-dwellers and flew off to seek out a better hiding place, only to be given heat stroke barely a few minutes into its flight. It panted heavily due to the combination of the exertion of flying and the heat itself, though it ignored both facts and pressed on stubbornly.

The sounds of a battle had attracted its attention and it had changed its course to guide it towards the action. Battles were fun, and fun was good, so it would go to the good fun. The little bird seemed excitedly pleased with what it had discovered and put on a bit more speed, not once worried that the strain of its long-winded flight might endanger its life. Nothing was more worrisome than missing fun and becoming bored again when the day was over.

Maki's keen ears twitched as she tuned in to the sound of something approaching them in a steady manner. She cooed to Joey to get his attention, turning her back on the incoming stranger. It was a jolly little Hoothoot, stubby wings fluttering madly as it propelled itself towards Maki with gusto. Upon sighting her, its taxed mind had created the illusion of Maki being a cone of delicious, dripping ice cream. It had tasted the sweet, sticky cold treat once out of a garbage bin and had craved another chance at trying one whole instead of lapping up the melted remains. A gleeful hoot burst from its beak as it tacked Maki to the ground and began nibbling on her ears despite the protests of Joey's new Sentret.




A wild Hoothoot (Level 8) suffering from heat stroke is attempting to eat Maki!

[The REAL Joey]

The sudden collision of the fluttering Hoothoot into Maki made Joey look on in surprise. He had known some wild Pokemon to be bold but this one seemed bordering on insanity! The way it was nibbling at the poor Sentret really didn't add up either. "I can't see you being very tasty Maki..." The Sentret agreed with him and after a swift whip of the tail to Hoothoot's face, it pounced back to Joey. Joey made sure it was okay after being so manhandled and stared down the Hoothoot. These Pokemon really did have unusual eyes. "I seem to remember there being this myth about Hoothoot... That their eyes would always give the correct time if you tickled their bellies or somethin'." He shook his head from side to side in a perplexed manner and scratched the back of his head. All the while, the Hoothoot seemed to be prancing around maniacally which lead Joe to a complete and utter loss.

"Hm, maybe it was like you Maki and he needed a drop of water..." He looked at it again with a new possible explanation but even then, the plausibility of it being delirious from dehydration but chalked it up to the fact this Pokemon was genuinely crazy anyway. "Guess the heat's just made things worse." He patted Maki on the head and pointed to Hoothoot. "That's start out and see what you can do here! I bet it's been a while since you did any real fighting... Lessee..." He thought and then came to a conclusion. "Aha! Maki, how about you use Quick Attack? You're faster than him no matter any day of the week!" Maki cheerfully giggled and jumped forward before the Hoothoot. For that rather ungraceful tackle, it was going to launch itself into the owl's body at Mach speeds.

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Maki's unceremonious response to being eaten was to swat her predator in the face with her tail, which baffled the Hoothoot. How, and more importantly, why had the delicious ice cream struck at it? Hooting indignantly, the rotund owl fluttered away from the Sentret and perched on the ground on both feet, puffing itself up in an attempt to intimidate Maki.

The Sentret fixed the mind-addled Hoothoot with a raised eyebrow. Once given her orders from Joey, Maki was more than happy to repay being shunted to the ground and nibbled on as if she were a cob of corn by dazzling the owl with her speed. She used her tail as a spring to launch herself forwards, straight as an arrow, at a high velocity.

Her aim held true as the owl paused to cock its head to the side, wondering how the ice cream had suddenly begun moving on its own with no visible means of support. When Maki hurtled into it head-on, it experienced a moment of blind panic and began hooting loudly, ignoring the pain blossoming from its stomach where Joey's Sentret had impacted.

The loud, constant hooting made Maki cringe and draw her ears against the sides of her head, leaving her unable to see the Hoothoot take off and begin flying around in circles before it violently lurched to one side. With a force like a wrecking ball it crashed into her with another involuntary tackle and sent her rolling back to Joey, where she sat dazed. A small whimper escaped her as she rubbed at her right flank, a bruise forming where the now certifiably insane Hoothoot had slammed into. She was beginning to have doubts about fighting the thing, especially when it kept hooting, stopping, and starting up again for no apparent reason.

Wild Pokémon Battle

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Wild Hoothoot: | Level 8 |
Health: 76% (23/30 HP)
Status: OMGBANANAS!; mentally insane Normal

Joey's Maki: | Level 7 |
Health: 75% (18/24 HP)
Status: We're not at Hooters, dude!; Normal

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[The REAL Joey]

The incessant amount of hooting that came from this little owl was enough to drive Joey around the bed. This was coming from a guy who was constantly around buzzing motors and people playing their music well over the right decibel amount. Prior to him showing his full disdain to the Hoothoot, the poor little Maki which had landed by him diverted his attention entirely. "Aw c'mon Maki, it's ok. You're probably just a bit rusty from not fighting properly. We can toughen you up some! Make you big, strong and tough for Ezgi, yeah?" He helped the little Sentret back up and hoped his words of encouragement would help level things.

"We can't really underestimate this Hoothoot but..." He looked into his bag that was attached on the side of his belt and lingered his mind over the unused Pokeballs lying there. "I think we can hold off for one more turn maybe." Observing the Hoothoot, he realised it was going to likely break free if he tried now. The thing was overtly delirious after all. "Okay Maki, be a big strong girl and let's ram into that big meanie with another Quick Attack ok?" Maki nodded with a twitch like nod and looked back to Hoothoot. The last tackle was painful so it was going to try its best to show it wasn't a pushover either. With a quick dash, the Pokemon sped towards its opponent.

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Still hooting like a broken toy, the owl tottered around on its feet before facing Maki the ice cream and flapping its stubby wings. Maki was determined to make the thing stop hooting so incessantly, as it was beginning to give her quite the headache. She had to focus on hitting it right in the stomach and knocking the wind out of it, lest she deal with a splitting migraine until Joey did something.

Maki let loose a battle cry before streaking forwards in a burst of speed. She launched her body, head-first, right into the Hoothoot's gut as planned. With a loud choking noise, the owl was finally bullied into blissful silence and sent rolling back several feet. It landed, amazingly, upright, though the expression of pain and the heaving gasps for air easily identified it as troubled.

Joey's Sentret nearly giggled at her success and began a slow retreat. The Hoothoot was still trying to draw a breath when an evil glint came into its eyes. It was tired of the ice cream striking at it so much and wanted to slow it down a little - or at least make the blows a lot less painful. Emitting an odd spluttering noise, the round owl rose into the air on its short wings and soared right over Maki's head before turning around and making another pass.

At first what it was doing was a bit confusing, until Maki noticed she was covered in fine down and feathers that seemed to cover her head to toe. The sneaky ***** Hoothoot had learned how to use Featherdance! Maki didn't understand the complications of being covered in ticklish, soft down, though Meowth and Joey were sure to know; it meant that the Sentret's attack had been sharply cut. If she were to attack again, to Hoothoot it would be like being hit with a pillow.

Wild Pokémon Battle

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Wild Hoothoot: | Level 8 |
Health: 46% (14/30 HP)
Status: CHOCOLATE RAIN; mentally insane Normal

Joey's Maki: | Level 7 |
Health: 75% (18/24 HP)
Status: I don't need a coat, thanks...; Atk -2

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[The REAL Joey]

Joey snarled under his breath at the fact Hoothoot had such a move in its arsenal. "Hey, no fair! That's one helluva drop..." He looked down to Maki and gave her a small smile as she was covered from head to toe in feathers. It was no real wonder why she wouldn't do that much damage if another attack was attempted. Realising that Joey's options were now sorely limited, he had to think fast. Was this delirious owl ready to be captured? If he could capture it, at least he could take care of its dehydration problem. Having a lunatic owl might also be somewhat amusing. His hand absent-mindedly dipped into his bag and pulled out a small unused ball. "No worries Maki, you may be feathered all over but you did great! You slammed into it more than enough and showed him a thing or two... Now for me to step in!" He held his hand back with the ball in, deactivated the safety lock and then threw it straight towards the Hoothoot. As the ball hit, Joey watched eagerly with it being enveloped in the familiar red glow.

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Item used:

X1 Pokeball

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Maki was quite relieved when Joey assured her that she need not have to fear taking another hit and focused on picking the down and feathers from her coat. The Poké Ball went whizzing from Joey's hand and soared towards Hoothoot, who, unbelievably, thought that it was nothing more than a toy and fluttered up to play with it. This was a lot more fun than being tackled in the stomach again!

Even when the ball bonked it soundly on the head and bounced up before dropping open, the Hoothoot spun around merrily and tilted its head up to wait for the orb to come back down and balance on its beak. Instead, a confused look appeared on its face as a red light shot out and enveloped its body, drawing it within the sphere and sealing it in. A snap sounded out as the ball closed itself and fell to the dirt.

It began to rock back and forth, a familiar red light blinking rapidly on the button. Maki stopped picking her fur long enough to watch the progress with a hesitant expression. If it rocked any faster, she'd be worried that the nutty Hoothoot would fly back out and attack her again, or worse, coat her in more of these feathers and whatnot. She needn't worry, naturally, as moments later the ball stopped blinking and moving altogether, a click ringing out to indicate a successful capture.



Congratultions! You captured the clinically insane Hoothoot!
Please fill out the following lunatic asylum release sheet form:


Hoothoot
Name: [choose]
Gender: [choose]
Level: 8
Moves: Tackle, Growl, Hypnosis, Featherdance
Ability: Insomnia or Keen Eye [choose one]
Nature/Personality: [choose]
Happiness: 0

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[b]Hoothoot[/b]
Name: [choose]
Gender: [choose]
Level: 8
Moves: Tackle, Growl, Hypnosis, [color=89CAD5]Featherdance[/color]
Ability: Insomnia or Keen Eye [choose one]
Nature/Personality: [choose]
Happiness: 0




Maki grew to Level 11!

[The REAL Joey]

With a swift return to Joey, he grabbed it happily and let it gleam in the sun as he looked at it proudly. "Yet another one to the list. Damn, I wouldn't want to be Team Rocket when I unleash a huge mob of Pokemon on 'em." He laughed to himself at the very thought. The majority of Team Rocket were weak and thus banded together in order to feel strong. What would happen though if he could outnumber them when they were all grouped together? They'd flee like rats running from the exterminator to be sure. "Now, seeing as this guy is bonkers from the heat..." He tossed the Pokeball forward to reveal the Hoothoot. "Alright little guy, your name from now is Blathers. Don't ask why it just fits." The Hoothoot looked up to Joey confusedly and then to the delicious looking ice cream to the side of him. It began flapping ungracefully towards it again but this time Joey intervened and held it back. "Dammit Blathers! It's a Sentret!"

He turned to Narcissa who was still sunbathing and ordered her to sprinkle some water. "Narcissa, stop taking in the sun and Water Sport!" Narcissa sighed lazily; how droll it was to be commanded as such to be a common water sprinkler. Not wanting to put up a fight so it could go back to sunbathing as quick as possible, it started showering the vicinity with little droplets. Joey held on tightly to the Hoothoot and allowed it to savour the water that was now sprinkled in the air. As Narcissa stopped and the little droplets dripped over the grass like dew in the morning, Joey relaxed his grip slightly to see if Blathers had calmed down. He hadn't. With the grip loosened it went flying towards Maki again. Joey growled under his breath and returned Blathers to the confines of his Pokeball. I'll work on YOU later!"

Looking back down to Maki he happily gave her a little congratulatory cheer. "Awright! You look tougher already. I bet you'd been wanting to boost your level for a while now. I bet we can easily take care of the next thing that comes our way." Maki was extremely excited too, the last battle was definitely rough but it came out as the victor. It looked up to the sky and was seemingly deep in thought. Perhaps thinking of Ezgi and how proud she might be. "Okay Maki, want to battle somethin' else?" Joey looked to his little troupe and gave them the command to move with him. "Let's move up this grassy mound some and see what's awaiting us..." From what he could tell, there was a distinctive rustling coming from the bushes and that could only mean one thing. As they approached, Joey held his breath in wondering what the next thing to pop out would be.

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Hoothoot
Name: Blathers
Gender: Male
Level: 8
Moves: Tackle, Growl, Hypnosis, Featherdance
Ability: Insomnia
Nature/Personality: When Joey first encountered this rather insane Pokemon, it was delirious from dehydration but despite fixing that problem, Blathers is a true natural born lunatic. They say there is a fine line between genius and madness but in Blathers' case, it is full on madness.
Happiness: 0

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[b]Hoothoot[/b]
Name: Blathers
Gender: Male
Level: 8
Moves: Tackle, Growl, Hypnosis, [color=89CAD5]Featherdance[/color]
Ability: Insomnia
Nature/Personality: When Joey first encountered this rather insane Pokemon, it was delirious from dehydration but despite fixing that problem, Blathers is a true natural born lunatic. They say there is a fine line between genius and madness but in Blathers' case, it is full on madness.
Happiness: 0

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Vs. PokéManiac Kingston
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As if celebrating Maki's recent victory, clouds rolled over the sun and helped cool the temperature down a few degrees. A light wind stirred up, causing the tree leaves and long grass to sway as it whipped through them. Maki enjoyed the refreshing breeze before focusing on a loud rustle that caught the attention of the trainer and his Pokémon. She eyed the grass warily, hoping that nothing deranged popped out at her; she'd had enough craziness for one day.

Instead, an adorable little Zigzagoon trotted out and stopped to look at them all. What was unusual about this particular Pokémon wasn't its mental health, but the coloration on its body. Instead of being dark brown and tan, it was coloured orange and light cream. Orange eyes sparkled with a curious light as the raccoon-dog sniffed hopefully at the air; perhaps there was food nearby.

"Aha! I found you, elusive shiny!" cried an over-joyed voice from the tree that stood behind Joey. Maki nearly experienced heart failure as a human dropped down and landed neatly on one knee. He rose up and revealed himself to be a rather tall individual clad in a long white shirt and donning a Charizard hat and pants, complete with fabric tail. His dark-blue hair fell to the nape of his neck and had an oily quality about it.

The odd man moved past Joey and looked down at the shiny Zigzagoon with desire in his eyes. "How I've longed for thee, little shiny one," he crooned. Judging by the Zigzagoon's scared expression, it didn't like this man one bit. Maki, though not really wishing to cause a problem, darted over to the raccoon-dog and stood protectively in front of it. The man paused and shot the ermine a derisive look. "You aren't going to stop me, the great Kingston, little beastie," he said scornfully.

A hand strayed to one of his pockets and withdrew a shiny Poké Ball that was tossed into the air. The Pokémon that emerged from it was rather unfamiliar to Maki. It sported a horn-like appendage on its head, two long ears, a long black tail and a smiling face. The Wynaut bounced around happily as it looked at Maki and understood what it had to do. "Okay Crown, if this Sentret wants to stop me from getting my paws on that Zigzagoon, you've gotta show it who's boss!"




A wild shiny Zigzagoon (Level 7) appeared!


But PokéManiac Kingston intervened and wants to capture it!


He sent out his Wynaut Crown (Level 12) to battle!

(And I now reserve this BECAUSE I CAN ~)

[The REAL Joey]

What emerged from the incessant rustling was something that Joey had never expected to come across even in his most wildest of dreams. He had heard peculiar tales about Pokemon that glistened strangely as the light shone upon them, Pokemon which boasted an entirely different colour altogether. "Holy... In all my years i've never seen anything like that. Sure i've come close to snapping one up while I was out and about doing my thieving hijinks but daaaamn..." It was apparent Joe was more than a little shocked by this all. He just stood there motionless not quite sure what to make of it all. His eyes were glued to the Zigzagoon as it made its way about its daily life and frolicked about. With sense now returning to Joey, he began to snap himself out of his amazement and quickly rustle through his bag for a spare Pokeball. "Damn damn damn damn... Never easy to get when you need it...!"

His delayed response meant that someone else had seen the elusive raccoon and made his way over. Judging from the voice, Joey was expecting someone a bit up themselves but as they walked by, the look of shock that was upon Joey's face could only be described as priceless. He jumped back at the sight of seeing someone heavily clad in what appeared to be a Pokemon outfit. "Oh no... I've heard about these folk." With the individual now walking by, Joey saw his greasy hair and caught a rather pungent whiff of him. "Phwoar...!" He gagged, trying not to chuck up everywhere. With Maki now protecting the Zigzagoon, Joey knew full well this had become his business even more so than when he had encountered it first. With this Kingston fellow now shooting off at the mouth, Joey stepped forward.

Grabbing the man's shoulder from behind, he twisted him around, almost knocking Joe in his head with the outlandish get up and threateningly looked at the stooge. "Hey bud, I don't think that Zigzagoon likes you so much." He looked to Maki and gave a small nod. "Plus that ain't no way to threaten a trainer's Pokemon. You just involved me." He moved around the guy and behind Maki, shielding the Zigzagoon himself in addition. "So, if you're as regal as you make out to be, let's see how you fare against myself and my motley crew of Pokemon." Looking over to see Kingston's response, Joey had absolutely no idea how the person would respond. The fact he was in such garish attire gave Joey the impression he might have been one of those weak willed nerds but this whole allusion to kings and crowns and royalty made him think otherwise. "Why do I always bump into these sorta types?" Now the battle had been pretty much sent underway, Joey quickly ordered Maki to battle. "Maki! Quick Attack!" His furry little friend nodded and with that, sped off to the Wynaut.

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Kingston didn't notice Joey until the trainer grabbed his shoulder. He glared sullenly at him and stepped away, brushing his arm absently. "Look, mister biker-wannabe, I don't have time for your semantics. Crown and I have a date with that Zigzagoon regardless if it likes me or not. I am a collector, not a trainer or Breeder, and I don't really care if what I collect harbors ill will towards me," the man replied in a contemptuous voice.

He moved further away from Joey and pulled out a small camera from his pocket and traveled around to get a better view of the shiny in question. He began snapping pictures of it in a feverish manner, reveling in the fact that Maki had moved out of the way and allowed him to capture the beautiful creature with no interruption. Crown, however, was paying more attention to the ermine, not as thick-headed as his trainer. The young Wynaut braced himself as Maki came dashing in.

Crown's cry of anguish made Kingston look up in alarm and promptly drop his camera on the ground. "Oh no Crown!" the maniac cried, though it was hard to tell if he was more worried about his camera or his Pokémon. Kingston retrieved the device and jammed it into his pocket before pointing hurriedly at Maki. "Charm it!" he panted, feeling around in his pocket for the other Poké Ball he carried with him. Joey's Sentret was beginning to retreat towards her trainer when Crown faced her again, an most endearing expression on his face.

She felt quite enthralled by it and giggled, hiding her face behind her tail. It was too cute to look at! Perhaps she had a curse for being suckered into moves that cut her attack; though the Wynaut possessed no moves that could seriously harm her, he was an expert at playing with his opponents until they could do no more but bat an eye at him. And not only that, his Shadow Tag ability made it entirely more painful.

"Ziggggggg!" The shiny Zigzagoon was barking madly as it was lifted off the ground by a blue and yellow coloured Mothim. It was clear Kingston was crazy about his shinies and had even managed to locate a non-Johto native species to help him add to his collection. "Now now now, none of that please. It's insurance you know," Kingston mockingly admonished the orange and cream coloured raccoon-dog. Maki glared at the man, knowing that he just wanted to dash off with it the moment they so much as glanced the other way.

Trainer Battle

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Kingston's Crown: | Level 12 |
Health: 85% (41/48 HP)
Status: King o' the castle!; Normal

Joey's Maki: | Level 11 |
Health: 100% (32/32 HP)
Status: How can I hurt that cute little face?; Atk -2

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[The REAL Joey]

Joey blinked his eyes in complete and utter disbelief. "Wannabe? WANNABE? HAH!" He burst out with a raucous laughter before reigning himself back in and pointing to the maniac's getup. "So if i'm wannabe... What does that make you Mr.I love walking around pretending i'm a Charizard? Hmmm." Joey realised the man had since moved away while Joey was half way through his speech. Feeling a vein pulsating on his forehead he murmured some expletives under his breath before trying to confront him again. "So... You're like those butterfly collectors? They collect butterflies, steal their lives and place them in a little glass portrait or book and look at them? See, that's where I have a problem. Pokemon aren't just some stuffed toy you can keep going back to adm-" Joey realised that nothing of what he was saying was getting through to the fanatic. "Tch, figures." Joey thought about calling him every swear word he had come across in one strung along sentence but decided it better to save his effort.

With the battle unfolding, Joey was realising he was in for a very, VERY long haul. The damage done to Crown was sparing and for some peculiar reason, Maki's Pokeball was locked by some sort of mysterious darkened shadow over it. No matter what he tried he couldn't substitute her for anyone. It seemed they would have to battle this out bit by bit. The stalling tactics of the Wynaut were a chagrin to Joey who was angered by the surprise Mothim bringing over Zigzagoon nearer to the maniac's clutches. With Maki squeaking about something Joey realised just how intent the man was on fleeing. "You do know, the moment you turn your back to me..." He sharpened his tone just enough to make it an intimidating threat. "I will run you down under my foot." The only problem was if he would ditch this Wynaut to stop them. "Maki! We need to sort this out. I know it's being all cute and everythin' but repeat another Quick Attack!"

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When Joey merely laughed at him, Kingston snorted haughtily and drew himself up, glaring at the other man with one eyebrow raised in an unimpressed manner. "Cosplay is more than pretending to be a Pokémon, punk washout. Think like them, learn about them, and then get them. It's a technique we've perfected to sculpt our craft," he lectured Joey, dark-blue eyes sparking with indignation. A wise-ass smirk split his lips. "It's just a pity you don't understand. What, do you hope to attract thuggish Pokémon with that lame outfit? Puh-lease. Your fashion sense is sadly outdated and lacking."

He hadn't the slightest inkling he was possibly treading into dangerous territory. Kingston was annoyed that someone else had even so much as set eyes upon his beloved Zigzagoon. His loyal Mothim fluttered behind him, watching the battle like a silent specter, keeping the shiny aloft and unable to escape from either trainer. The maniac surveyed the battle with chagrin, knowing it was a deadlock. His Wynaut had nothing in its movepool to strike back at the Sentret, but with the lowered attack stat, the battle would drag on.

Perhaps he really hadn't thought this through well, but there was always plan B if Crown got too weak to continue. Maki rubbed her eyes and clapped her paws together to brush off the vestiges of the Charm trick and struck out, dashing forwards on all fours in a speedy brown blur. Crown hunkered down low and braced himself for the high-speed collision he was about to endure. Joey's Sentret hurled herself as hard as she could into the Wynaut and managed to punt him back into his trainer's legs, though not in the critical hit she'd hoped for.

Crown struggled to his feet as Kingston knelt down and examined the Psychic type. "We need to make sure that Sentret can't pull a fast one on us. Lock it in with Encore!" the man whispered, nudging his companion forwards. The Wynaut spun round to face him, ears flying wildly, and grinned in affirmation before bouncing back towards Maki. The ermine tensed, expecting retribution; instead she was subject to a loud cheer. The Wynaut was clapping his streamer-like ears together, applauding her last Quick Attack.

She looked utterly confused for a moment before giving in to the flattery with a modest muttering of her name. Perhaps she should show off her attack again, just to prove how amazing it was to warrant such applause. Kingston grinned, believing he had the advantage by keeping Maki stuck with one move for a few turns. A nagging voice of doubt warned him that it could go sour with a well-placed critical hit, but the thoughts of Plan B kept it at bay.

Trainer Battle

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Kingston's Crown: | Level 12 |
Health: 77% (37/48 HP)
Status: Bravo, now go throw yourself in a river; Normal

Joey's Maki: | Level 11 |
Health: 100% (32/32 HP)
Status: I AM pretty awesome; Atk -2, Encore status
Maki's Quick Attack is being encored for 7 turns!

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(Reserved by Dani ~)

[The REAL Joey]

Joey's eyes twitched. His whole body had sharply frozen on the spot. Meowth jumped down from his back and looked up to him, giving him a tap with his paws to make sure he hadn't died while standing up. a few pokes later and nothing. In the end Meowth decided to sheath out on of its claws and poke him with that. As he did, there didn't seem to be any apparent reaction and that was beginning to frighten Meowth. Truthfully, Joey had not expected what to have just come out of the cosplayer's mouth. He was literally dumb founded. How on earth did he just get lectured on fashion when this guy was a frigging Charizard wannabe. He slowly snapped out of his shock and was now seething with rage. Looking down to Meowth, he pursed his lips to talk to him but remained mostly frozen. "What the hell does this guy know...?" Meowth blinked and realised what had happened. Obviously this ridiculous looking so and so had said something rather uncalled for.

Eventually Joey came round enough to retort back. It was hard as this guy was on another planet it seemed. "How the hell is what i'm wearing a fashion sense? Crap like that ain't something we give a hoot about in the gangs. But you're get up... Man alive, how the hell do you not get mob lynched by trainers thinking they just spotted a random Charizard?!" All the while Joe was spluttering with rage talking to this dressed up loon, he had forgotten to pay attention to battle. The sharp claps of the Wynaut bought him quickly back into it however. As soon as he realised he Maki was receiving an Encore he about clawed his face off. "So lemme get this straight. You have a Wynaut that has the ability to stop running away or switchouts, knows NO offensive moves and can only lower attack harshly and make a Pokemon carry on doing the same move over and over...?" Joey realised that this had to be some sort of cosmic joke he was not in on. "So you're basically let people use your Wynaut as a punching bag? Seriously? You're just like all the other scum about."

Eyes ablaze with rage in his eyes Joe spat to the ground and crossed his arms. "All you're doing is delaying the inevitable. Maki..." He turned his attention down to her and realised she was enraptured with Crown's lavish praise. "...Ah do whatever." It appeared no matter what he would command, she was only going to do Quick Attack over and over. "Stupid, I was planning to use that anyway." Meowth sat itself down neatly and let out a small yawn. This was going to drag on for ages. If it had not been for the flying Mothim behind it, the cat would have fallen entirely asleep. Instead, the Mothim acted like tenterhooks, keeping the feline's eyes open on the possibility it could sneakily pounce on it for a little snack.

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Vs. PokéManiac Kingston
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Clearly Kingston wasn't one for proper social etiquette and didn't care much about if what he said was taken in offense. He turned round as Joey seethed in his frozen state to make sure the shiny Zigzagoon hadn't wriggled free of his Mothim's grip and was pleased when it was still struggling to escape. The man turned back as Joey finally regained his composure. He simply sported a disinterested look as the other trainer launched into a rant about his abysmal fashion sense not meaning crap.

"It's easy not to get mobbed by trainers because I don't walk around in this 24 freakin' 7, only when I need to get into the field. Even then people aren't as stupid as you think they are. Given the area, d'you really expect to see a fully grown Charizard wading through the beginning of Johto?" Kingston replied with sarcasm oozing from his words. He rolled his eyes as Joey began to zero in on his Pokémon choices.

He didn't launch into battle with other trainers too often, as he preferred to work alone and seclude the Pokémon he was after to prevent competition from springing up. "Lecturing me on my Pokémon? Not my fault your Sentret is pathetically weak," the maniac replied, picking at his nails. The part about Crown being nothing more than a punching bag and therefore him being scum was ignored entirely.

Maki, still enthused by the applause, eagerly launched herself forwards when Joey gave her the go-ahead. The Sentret sped right for her target, the still grinning Wynaut, when Kingston panicked. "Crown, return! Time to get this blasted rat sent packing Levim!" the maniac roared out of the blue. Crown bounced away from where he stood and hurtled under the shiny Mothim as it dropped the Zigzagoon. The strange shadow that had locked Maki's ball now surrounded the raccoon-dog, preventing its untimely escape.

Levim fluttered into place as Maki struck out, knocking the Mothim several inches backwards. He went to return to his place when Maki launched another Quick Attack, a by-product of switching in. The Mothim made a strange noise of anger as he fixed one of his dented wings and glared at the retreating Sentret. (Crown is more valuable to keep alive so that the Zigzagoon can't run off on me if something happens to him and I had to call Levim into the fight...) The thought was exactly the reason for the sudden swap-in, which suited Maki fine, even though she was still under Encore's influence.

Trainer Battle

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Kingston's Levim: | Level 14 |
Health: 87% (41/47 HP)
Status: I am not amused; Normal

Joey's Maki: | Level 11 |
Health: 100% (32/32 HP)
Status: Come at me, bro; Atk -2, Encore status
Maki's Encore will last for 6 more turns.

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(Reserved by Dani ~)