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Post by Sky on Sept 30, 2012 5:24:10 GMT 11
Just as Joey was about to venture down the stairs, however, the temperature seemed to drop a few degrees, if that was even possible with the current weather. An eerie laugh echoed out from around them, and the shadows seemed to twist and writhe, as if they were alive.
"Oh, look. More weak scum," a low voice drawled from the shadows, and a red-headed trainer stepped out to block Joey's way. Tilting his head up, he narrowed his eyes at the biker. "It's a pity that your Pokemon are still so weak. Otherwise, all your flailing about earlier might have actually meant something," he taunted, crossing his arms and grinning devilishly. "Although, that scene earlier was quite touching. I didn't know that big macho guys cried like little girls."
A replying cackle from behind him echoed out, and a Haunter slid forth from the shadows, its eyes flashing almost maniacally as it grinned at Joey. The boy's eyes flickered over to the ghost, then to the biker, and he scoffed. "And to add to your patheticness, you have a brat following you around? Where did that kid go anyway? Couldn't stand to be around your sorry self?" he sneered, glaring at Joey. His tone suddenly turned serious as he continued. "I don't know if you honestly think that you of all people will get a chance to glimpse a legendary, but if you do, you must have been dropped on your head as an infant. There's no way that a legendary will reveal itself to scum like you. And I'll prove it." The Haunter by his side cackled once again, rubbing its hands together and rubbing its hands together, clearly eager for battle.
A mysterious jerk trainer appears, and has challenged you to a battle! He sends out his Haunter (level 29)! Choose a Pokemon for battle!
(The weather for this battle will be rain)
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Post by The REAL Joey on Sept 30, 2012 10:30:49 GMT 11
Arguably a little too optimistic, Joey stopped dead in his tracks as he felt a drop in the temperature. Having trained a Ghost or two of his own, he knew when there was a hidden spirit robbing the warmth around him in order to sustain themselves. His eyes darting about the shadows as they writhed about as if alive, Joe jumped subtly on the spot as the red headed trainer stepped forward into view. Had it not been for the fact that the roof was in such poor condition, it would have been that much harder trying to see in the dark. "Great, another road block." Tilting his head as he listened to this boy's words, Joey was quick to take an instant dislike to his character. It was rare that he ever felt in such a way, not unless a big red R was imprinted on their chest but this youth spoke with such... Arrogance. Contorting his face angrily, Joe was really not in the mood for games having just smashed his head open numerous times while trying to converse with two brain addled performers. The threat of the hurricane itself was even more stress to boot.
"Hey, hey, hey man. You said something I didn't like. Something about being weak. The scum bit doesn't bother me but you think you got the measure of me from just watching from the shadows? Hah, sounds chicken to me." Secretly livid that he had watched everything he had been through, it made him wonder the exact location of where Eusine was and if exactly he had seen the entire scene himself. Failing that, Joey was even curious about finding out just how many people were crammed in to this supposedly ruined tower. It was starting to seem like everyone and their mother in Ecruteak was camping out here for the night. "Heh, I was wondering why it was so chilly in here." His eyes glancing over to the boy's Haunter as it appeared, he had a very good feeling this trainer was a notch above the fire breather duo. Snapping back into it, Joey wasn't going to take his hurls of abuse laying down. "Haha, you tellin' me you don't cry? Oh wait, I forgot. You're that snivelling awkward age where you think being all edgy is cool an' all." Making a nonchalant shrug with a sly smirk over his face as he looked at Silver at a slant, Joey continued on. "I'm sure you'll out grow the phase."
Sadly, the abusive youth's insults wouldn't just stop there and went to even his Pokemon. About to open his mouth and tell him that targeting his Pokemon was below the line, he paused, realising that perhaps discretion was the better approach here. Shrugging off what he was going to say, he merely continued with the ploy that the young girl was just that; a young girl. "Huh? That little kid? Feh, I don't think you'd want Calistra hearin' you talk like that about her." Amazed, the boy dropped his heckling cavalier attitude and displayed a wave of utter seriousness. The very stare was jarring, even more so coming from a kid his age. "Woah, ease up with all the assumptions you ass. Still, I see you know at least somethin' about what's in this shit heap of a dump." Cracking his neck from side to side followed by his knuckles, Joe was at least a little more open to battle having received such a clear throw down of the gauntlets. "I know i'm not the fairy godmother but i'd like to think i've got more of a chance than your snotty nosed self. I doubt legends would droop so low to meet your mopey arse. Got some growin' up to do short stuff."
Easing up with the trash talking, Joey knew there was truly only going to be one way to settle matters. "Alright, tell you what kid. You seem like you're spoiling for a fight and I can't say I don't mind a good scrap." Flashing a cocky grin, Joey accepted the idea of a battle. "If I send your team under my wheels, then obviously i'm more worthy. But i'm a fair man, you wreck my lot and then i'll just have to admit defeat and let you bask in all the glory." Running his hand over his chin as he reviewed over the conditions, he concluded by clenching his fist forward and laughing. "Haha! I hope you know i've trained a Haunter and know the ins and outs of 'em pretty well!" Thinking through his options, he knew a dirty and despicable type of fighter was a ghost's true weakness. Aside from getting jumpy over one of their own. Reaching down to his holster as he plucked off a belt, he knew this was going to be a gamble but so far this red headed kid didn't seem to be aware of Calistra's true form. Tossing the Pokeball forward feeling he had a grasp over how her illusionary powers worked, he went for a misleading start to confound this juvenile. "ALRIGHT SLASH! Up and at 'em!" As the ball opened and revealed its fighter, Joey breathed a sigh of relief as what appeared to be his loyal feline readied itself for battle.
Shooting eye contact at Slash, Joey tried to work out if this was truly Calistra parading as his Meowth. Thankfully, using her power of illusions, the ability to whisper within Joey's ear from afar meant that matters were settled safely. "I do hope you aren't going to be getting used to this. Being caught off guard and by surprise meant that I had to assume such a form..." Still focusing at the Haunter while now and again making mock slashes with her claws, she continued on. "I heard what this vile slaver had to say... Abrasive cub. I have about come to accept your ways, fool but I will not stand for the foolishness of others." Grinning even more cockily than before, it was going to be amazing whether or not the foe would pick up on something being amiss. "Tell you what Slash, you're a lot like me right? I'm a nice guy an' all that but I like to fight dirty. How about you unleash some Foul Play on this creepy ghost." Trying to act as in character as possible, Calistra let out a loud threatening hiss before she leapt forward, her arms flailing around and claws unsheathed. Having never really assumed the illusion form of a cat before, it was somewhat of a novelty to say the least. "You should have remained dead you wisp of a ghost." Not bothered in the slightest that the Haunter was intangible, Calistra carried on delivering her foul play attack.
OOC: Calistra sent out, assumes form of Joey's Meowth, Slash with the ability Illusion and uses Foul Play.
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Post by Rane on Oct 1, 2012 3:50:33 GMT 11
Silver Encounter [maroon]"Blather on all you want like some blithering idiot. You won't acting all high and mighty once I wipe the floor off with you,"[/maroon]the red-haired teen responded coldly to Joey. Silver's eyes narrowed, observing the appearance of a Meowth. The teen slightly cursed under his breath as he realized he was up against a Normal Type. [maroon]"Well, that makes you quite useless,"[/maroon]Silver spat at his Haunter, glancing at the Ghost beside his shoulder. The Haunter seemed to slightly droop at his Trainer's condescending tone but didn't protest. [maroon]"Whatever, at least I know how to make you somewhat useful. Use a Mean Look on that stupid cat."[/maroon]
Hovering towards the Meowth, the ghoul's eyes seemed to glow a sinister dark purple as it locked gazes with Calistra. The feline felt her whole body shudder from the terrifying gaze, feeling an uncomfortable sensation envelope her body. The Haunter let out a loud cackle, breaking the gaze as he let out a triumphant laugh. This broke Calistra out of her frozen state and she shook her head to clear her thoughts. Angry at herself for her momentary hesitation, she launched herself at the Ghost Pokemon, razar sharp claws extended. The Haunter's laughing face was quickly wiped off as the "Meowth" let out an angry caterwaul, claws slashing at the ghost Pokemon. The Haunter felt his ghostly body burn with both pain and shock as he realized the Meowth's attack was actually hitting his usually intangible body. Calistra quickly lept away before the Haunter could retaliate, a smirk etched upon her face. The Haunter was aloft in the air, gasping in pain and looking quite beaten up. [maroon]"Pathetic fool! You should've dodged that!"[/maroon]Silver snarled at his Haunter, his face masked with rage. --------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------------------------- Trainer Battle
Silver's Haunter |Level 29|HP: [red]2/74 3%[/red] Stauts: Normal Successful Mean Look
Joey's Calistra |Level 29|HP: [green]71/71 100%[/green] Status: Illusion activated: assuming form of MeowthUnable to be withdrawnSuccessful Foul Play
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Missingno.
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Post by The REAL Joey on Oct 1, 2012 7:43:01 GMT 11
Smirking his expression, Joey was amused to see that this child was going to be taking such a strategy with him. "Trappin' us in, eh? That's fine and dandy and all but don't you think its bit of a waste when I want us to be locked up together in battle?" Given the state of the ghost and its exploitable weaknesses, there was no way Joey was going to be backing out of such a fight. Resorting back to what the teenager had scathed earlier, Joey decided to pick on some more of the boy's features. "Haha, high and mighty? Damn right. I'll always be higher and mightier if you don't eat some greens and grow, short stack." Knowing that for some people, picking on their height was enough to get their fuses blown, it was all he had to work with for the time being. He'd mention his hair but that would be hardly original. Leaving the battle to unfold, Joe was more than content to see that the Haunter was now on its last legs. Not that it had any to begin with. "Good job C... I mean Slash. That Choice Scarf you're wearing really puts you ahead of the pack, eh? Those kind of speeds are face melting." Flicking his eye back over to Silver, Joey shrugged. "I reckon this ghost is up for another Foul Play. Be sure to fight dirty and give 'em no quarter." Leaving Calistra to her own devices, Joey cracked his knuckles out once more before trying to get some conversation going with the abrasive kid. "So, did that fruit basket ask you to look around these ruins or what? I doubt many people stop off without having some reason or another to go pokin' about in here." Looking at the youth again, it didn't seem like he was anything extraordinary but there was this undeniable feeling about him that Joey just couldn't shake off. Normally, kids who spoke with such boldness about them had some reason to act in such a way. Unable to figure it out, he merely shrugged it off his mind.
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Post by Morrigan on Oct 5, 2012 0:25:42 GMT 11
Clenching his fists and gritting his teeth behind his closed lips, the red headed Silver wasn't liking this encounter. He was sure he would be able to remember such a bone headed male like this one but he didn't recall meeting him before. Well, perhaps that was a good thing and hopefully this would be the only time they met, because Joe was just as cocky, arrogant and stubborn as himself. Not that he would ever admit that. Top lip snarling as Joe shrugged off his choice of moves, Silver wasn't going to let the scruffy biker continue. "You wont be wanting to remain locked in this battle as Pokemon after Pokemon of yours start to fall at my feet. Who knows, you might start your little water works again as you are beat by someone younger and more intelligent than your thick skulled self." Receiving a snarky comment about his height, Silver pulled an enraged face and faltered backward slightly. "How very dare-- !!" Tossing his fist to the side as his face became as red as his hair, it appeared from the look of pure indignation on his face that this battle had rather quickly became personal.
"You are an absolute buffoon! Barbaric waste of space...!! How such an imbecile managed to get to Ecruteak City in the first place is beyond me!" Noting that he had ordered a repeat in attack and unfortunately had added speed over Silver, all the red haired boy could hope for was that Haunter could dodge. Or really, Haunter had to hope that Silver wouldn't hang the fear of death over it's head. Again. "Go! Use Curse or something!" Face flinching slightly, the puzzled Haunter began it's float forward, only to be taken off guard by the speed of the sneaky Calistra. Attacking him from all angles with a various selection of scratches, bites, swipes and tosses, Silver completely ignored the pain his Pokemon was going through to snap back at Joe.
Not particularly wanting to admit he had also partly dashed in here to seek shelter from the rain after listening in on his conversation with the fire breathing duo, he came across as having higher plans. "To seek the Legendary Pokemon, fool! With that on my side, nothing will be able to stop me from achieving my goal!" Oddly sharing similar goals in the fact that they both wanted to see the end of Team Rocket, Silver had a bit more of a personal reason behind his permanent oozing of hatred and anger. Pausing as Haunter soon fell unconscious after Calistra had rather kindly given the spirit a extra few sets of holes, Silver grunted and returned the Pokemon. "Lousy, good for nothing..." Muttering a list of negative, insulting names for his Haunter, the boy in the mean time had selected a second Pokemon, with one or two more to go incase this one didn't do good enough either. Sending out a shrieking Golbat, it was only a matter of time before he would order his next attack.
Trainer Battle
vs. Silver Weather Status: Rain ____________________________________
[/right] Silver's Haunter: | Level 29 | Health: 0% ( 0/74 HP) Status: Fainted . . . VS Joe's Calistra: | Level 29 | Health: 100% ( 71/71 HP) Status: Normal Calistra used Foul Play!Haunter has successfully been defeated! Calistra gained 1450 experience! Calistra level up to Level 30! ( 932 / 2791 ) +1 Happiness (MAXED) She is unable to evolve until the end of the battle. If evolved at Level 30, Zoroark will be able to learn Night Slash. Slash also gains 1450 experience from Exp. Share! +1 Happiness Silver is switching to Golbat (Level 30)! Switch Pokemon? [/blockquote][/size]
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Post by The REAL Joey on Oct 5, 2012 1:48:21 GMT 11
Realising that this kid was still under the impressions tears were a apparent sign of weakness, Joey decided to toy with his words a little bit longer. It was always fun winning a battle on both fronts. Trainer overcoming trainer and Pokemon overwhelming Pokemon. "Haha, keep up your moody little act and I will start the waterworks. You'll have me in tears of laughter. If you think C... Dammit. Slash is gonna fall to your feet any time soon, you're sorely mistaken. In fact, your stupid card is showing." Grateful that Silver had failed to realise what he truly was facing, Joey watched as Calistra honed in on the now mortally wounded Haunter. "And you're tellin' me you're shocked how I got to this city? Pft, you even seen what my Pokemon are like? So far a simple cat is tearin' you to shreds." As he mentioned shreds, he looked up and noticed Calistra was tearing into the spectre relentlessly. As the ghost was unable to keep itself together any longer, Joey smirked as the rival trainer was forced to call a switch. Folding his arms and cocking his head to one side, Joey was willing to entertain the teenager's set of objectives.
"Your goal, eh? Lemme guess, you're like every other kid who wants to aim for the top. For the championship. I guess a legendary would help you out but you can only go so far. At the bottom of it all, you have got to be the one with the skill and the backbone to keep your team runnin'. Then again, you might not be like every other kid going. So what IS your goal, huh?" As the red headed trainer was mumbling expletives about his Pokemon and deliberating what to do next, Calistra decided to drop her act, having had her fill of the battle. Performing a rather graceful back flip, she begin to shift to her true form mid jump. By the time she had landed on all four of her paws, the Zoura had changed completely with a sly smirk on her face as she snickered at how easily the aggressive child had been duped. "Unbelievable how high he regards himself so highly and yet how stupid he was to notice such a simple trick. I knew all slavers were... Oooh..." Suddenly feeling faint, the Zorua staggered slightly as if something had taken a hold of her. Noticing this, Joey knew there was no chance to force her to continue. "Don't worry Cali! I'll brush off this schmuck and we'll sort you out."
Looking over to the rival, Joey laughed. "That won't take too long-Huh?" Unable to pick his own Pokemon, a sudden burst from one of his holstered Pokeballs revealed the towering, looming figure of Voltek. Still trying to get his head around his new, bulkier form, Joey also had a lot of misplaced concern to be moved as he mistakenly felt a hint of worry over his Pokemon losing his cool. Instead, the now matured and jolly Electivire stood his ground. Looking at the red headed trainer, Electivire raised both of his fists and let a sparking aura flash over his body as if to threaten the abrasive youth. "I detected a hint of abuse from this fledgling." Leaning forward, the Electivire raised its voice. "I don't like trainers who don't look after their own Pokemon." Amazed at how restrained the Electivire now was, Joey stepped forward and patted the hulk on his bannered arm. "There, there Voltek. I'm sure we can show him the error of his ways." Looking up as Silver sent forward his next Pokemon, Joey's face dropped a little as he realised that was yet another Pokemon he had trained. "You're kidding me right? I've trained a Golbat myself. You some sorta tribute act? Actually don't answer that. I've had enough of that when I was in Goldenrod."
Stepping back and letting Voltek take the floor, Joey crackled his knuckles before clicking his neck. "I get the feelin' you and your Pokemon don't have the best of relationships. And here before ya, you see Voltek. He wasn't exactly raised the best either thanks to the prick of a trainer he had. So if you're gonna make it easier on yourself, at least try and act nice to your Pokemon in front of him. Ok? Alright." Clenching his fist enthusiastically, Joey gave Voltek an order. "Let's see some of that Wild Charge. I kinda want to hurry this up because of Calistra." Nodding silently, Voltek turned to the Golbat before its entire aura sparked with electricity all around it. "Don't worry. This will be quick. I do not want to hurt you Golbat but this is for the safety of my comrade." Buckling down with a squat on his knees, the Electivire overcharged itself with electricity before it jumped into the air with a leap in a bid to strike a wild charge at the flying bat.
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Post by Morrigan on Oct 7, 2012 1:58:03 GMT 11
Silver angrily folded his arms, face erupting with anger as he was described as being moody. It wasn't that at all, showing signs other than strictness was a sign of weakness and this red haired boy was all about power. He had to be if he wanted to achieve his goals of being the worlds strongest trainer. Tossing a hand down by his side adamantly, he grunted at Joe before snapping back. "Hmph! This is all just a fluke. That worthless Haunter is just pathetic and weak, especially if it can be beaten by a mere, filthy alley cat." Still unaware that the Slash before him was actually an illusion created by Calistra, he instead turned his attention to the large mouthed Golbat. "Now listen here you worthless scum! If you don't win this battle, I'll abandon you here like the useless parasite you are." Ears perking as Joe suddenly shouted back over with a question of the boys goals, Silver could only pull a look of disgust as Joe described the idea of being the strongest trainer as nothing unusual.
"I'm going to be the strongest trainer, unlike the many others in this world who fall so easily, I will actually be successful!" Fists clenching by his sides, he continued, "Those who focus on love and care always fail. No. I will beat my Pokemon to the top if needs be. The firmer they are treated, the easier they know their place and their power will be forced out by my bare hands alone!" His attention turning upward, the boy didn't bat an eye lid as splatters of rain trickled down his face. "And when that time comes, I will use my power to destroy the weaklings which are Team Rocket." Glaring back down, he shot a pointed a lone finger to the biker, "And that is why a legendary Pokemon is perfect for me and not a weakling like you!" Despite wanting to go on about how weak Joe was and how strong Silver himself was, the appearance of Voltek made him flinch. His facial expression didn't really show it but deep down, he knew that if he could have such a brute looking Pokemon like Voltek, surely his goal at destroying would be a step closer.
Shaking his head after a moment of silence, he found the bridge of his nose snarling once more. "His original trainer had the best idea. Hah, all that beating around when he was young made him into the battling beast he is today. I knew my way of training was correct." Making a wicked smile, he ushered his Pokemon to attack with a mere snap of his fingers. Wings spread and ready to take off in order to fight and defend his own life, the poor Golbat was out of luck. Despite the bulk of Voltek, the creature held enough knowledge of battling to make short work of the bat. Plus, with the lucky bandanna handed down to him from Joe, there was only victory in his path. Engulfed by sparks of electricity, the large Electivire took a flying leap into the air, building momentum in his held back arm as he charged forward. Then, with a single smash to the face, sent the shrieking bat swirling backward, it's already broken body crashing into a nearby beam and flopping to the floor.
Trainer Battle
vs. Silver Weather Status: Rain ____________________________________
[/right] Silver's Golbat: | Level 30 | Health: 0% ( 0/94 HP) Status: Fainted . . . VS Joe's Voltek: | Level 35 | Health: 78% ( 84/108 HP) Status: Normal Voltek used Wild Charge! Hit by recoil.Golbat has successfully been defeated! Voltek gained 1500 experience! +1 Happiness Slash also gains 1500 experience from Exp. Share! Slash became Level 35! ( 555 / 3781 ) +1 Happiness Silver will be switching to Magnemite (Level 28)! Switch Pokemon? [/blockquote][/size]
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Post by The REAL Joey on Oct 7, 2012 6:50:21 GMT 11
Raising his eyebrow with incredulous scorn, Joey couldn't believe what he was hearing from this youth's mouth. He was still relatively young, sure, but the fact he was so quick to blame the shortcomings of his group on his Pokemon rather than himself. Voltek too didn't quite like the trainer's tone. Having only picked up a hint when he was contained away in his Pokeball, the abominable electric beast stomped forward as he growled angrily. "Grrr... This has to be the son of the monster who lived in Cherrygrove. I will set him straight." Shaking his head, Joey raised an arm to try and calm down Voltek as he spoke out to the boy to reign him in some. If the antagonistic rival went any further, Voltek was sure to snap. "Listen here kid, you don't go about blaming your Pokemon. Would it pain ya to give them a lil' encouragement? Maybe they're reflecting the crappy kinda training your dishin' out, eh?" Clearly falling on deaf ears, Joey winced his eyes a little at another lashing of abuse erupted from the boy's temper filled mouth hole. "Oh boy... Volt's gonna be piiiiiiiiissed." Sure enough, Voltek was sparking off even more voltage around the outline of his body. "You don't deserve any Pokemon you vicious, contemptible little brat."
Engaging the abrasive trainer further, Joey was somewhat amused to hear what the boy had in line for his ambitions. It appeared he hadn't been too far off from the truth but this kid sure did know how to put a novel twist on the beaten path. "Best of luck in becomin' the strongest buddy but I got a pretty sure feelin' you have a long way to go. If i'm smackin' your efforts around like they're nothin' don't you think its pretty telling?" Shrugging, he didn't disagree with the ambition. "I like that though. Its not a bad goal. You try and better yourself and constantly attain for something you'll likely never achieve. Its something that never ends. Guess you could say I follow a similar sort of creed too, heh." However, that was where the similarities ended in that regard. "But that's just where you and me part ways. I guess you got your opinion but maybe its time to better reflect on what you're doing, seeing as I give my Pokemon all the love, trust and other corny sounding mush that I have. But lemme guess on that one too, just a fluke right? Riiiiight..." Knowing the kid was far too stuck in his own ways, the only real option Joey had open to him was to simply DOMINATE the hell out of this fight.
However, as Joey was wallowing in the kid's grandeur illusions, he was shocked to hear they actually had but one more striking similarity that wasn't quite as obvious as the rest. "Wait? Team Rocket?" Cocking a grin, Joey immediately had a slightly better opinion. He was still an arrogant jerk and an abusive threat to his Pokemon that made him unforgivable but at least the red headed schmuck had some ounce of redemption wrapped up in the maelstrom of edginess. "Maybe you ain't so bad after all. From the sounds of it, you hate those scummy bastards as much as I do. Me and Team Rocket go way back... Got a lot to give 'em in due payback." Reflecting quickly on his own villainous demon of a father and just the criminal organisation as a whole, his blood boiled. "Know any good Rocket hideouts? Perhaps we could storm one of their bases. Smashing Rocket bases is always much more fun in groups, y'know?" Near enough certain his invitation was going to be shot down in flames, Joey didn't mind too much. At least he wasn't an impressionable youngster who was taken by the antics of the mob. "'Fraid I can't let you win though. I got to see these beasts for a number of reasons. And 'sides, if your steel hard grip on ya Pokemon is so great, why not just use them? You think some legendary beast is gonna suffer your nonsense lightly? Best stick to what ya can handle."
Shrugging, he guessed that the teenager was still a fledging youth deep down if he was attracted so strongly to the idea of using a supposedly all powerful and mythical legend. Sadly, any inkling of respect Joey had for the boy soon vanished as he venomously spat out something that made even Joey grit his teeth and contort his expression into pure rage. In fact, it was almost as if there were two Volteks standing there, ready to rampage. "YOU WHAT?! Ohoho... You didn't just say that... Oh boy... You're dead meat kid. You think ALL THIS is because of what that dead beat scum of a trainer did?! For your knowledge kid, I saved him from some pretty dire conditions when he was a tiny little Elekid. It was thanks to all my help, friendship and training that he's the hulking beast you see before ya today. And seems like you're gonna get a true taste of his power." As he was speaking, Voltek had unleashed his attack without so much commenting on the petty attempts at insult. Hurtling upwards engulfed in a cloak of sparking electricity followed by a trail of volts, Voltek unleashed all of his pent up energy into the force of his smack as he knocked the Golbat clean from the air. Smashing it down to the creaking floorboards, the Electivire landed with a surprisingly careful poise as he stood up to his full height, staring down at Silver, ready to make an example of him too.
However, before Voltek could succumb to his searing hatred of abusive trainers, a new arrival from one of Joey's Pokeballs came forth, revealing the new and improved Chugga in his Weezing form. "Woooooooah, i'm sensing some serious downers here, brah. Chiiiiiiill, brother, chill." Puffing away as the Pokemon exuded a number of fumes, it was almost contradictory as his newly formed head burst out with a vicious outburst. "KICK THAT FRUITY PEBBLE'S ASS AND TURN HIM SIDEWAYS AND..." "Will you be quiet, brother?!" Somehow keeping the mutated extension under wraps, Chugga gained Voltek's intention. "Don't let this douchebag get to you, brah. I'll sort this out, brother." Keeping his eyes firmly placed on the rival, Voltek let out a sneer but amazingly backed off. Voltek well and truly had gained a lot more control over his temper. "That brat isn't worth the effort i'd exert in snapping his neck." Stomping away as he moved to Joey's side, Chugga smiled grimly as he looked to the trainer. "You're getting the beat down, brah." However, the male still had a lot more Pokemon to go. Sending out a floating Magnemite which in the truth of truths looked a little out of place with its diminutive size compared to the other creatures he had used, Joey merely grunted as he was wanting to give him a lesson he wouldn't forget any time soon. "I'm gonna teach you what its like to be a tool. See how you like bein' on the receiving end of all your shit."
Turning his focus to Chugga, Joey wasn't messing around. "Chugga, melt this Magnemite with a Flamethrower." Still smiling grimly, Chugga began to expand bulbous in size as he inhaled the air around them. "Any last words, brother?" Too engrossed in all of their heated passions at attacking such a disgusting view of training, none of Joey's team nor the biker himself were aware of Calistra. Looking up to Joey, her mouth was slightly ajar in awe over his words. She really had pegged him as being like every other slaver she had come across. But this man... He was different. Focusing over to the red headed trainer, she was in deep contemplation over her thoughts.
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Post by Megan on Oct 9, 2012 10:17:04 GMT 11
Silver snickered at the petty talk that the Voltek and Weezing were having."If you two are done with your little chat, I'd like to finish off this battle and get on my way." he sneered as he pretended to pick off some grass and dirt from his jacket. Silver was getting annoyed of the biker and his pokemon's little chats and didn't want to hear any of their sympathies or ideas on training. Tossing a pokeball up and down in his right hand as he sighed annoyed at the content of the opposite team.
Silver perked up his attention as he looked to the Weezing and glared "Yeah, I do. Good luck!" Silver knew that this team was much better than him but he wasn't willing to admit that out loud. "Okay Magnemite. I want you to use a Tackle!" Silver watched the flames burst forth from the Weezing straight towards the Magnemite. It fried the metal pokemon, leaving a charred and hot piece of metal on the ground below where it had been hovering.
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vs. Weather = RAIN in Effect Silver's Magnemite | Level 28 | Health : 0% [0/52] HP]Status : Ko'ed l Attack: [img src=" [/img]vs. "][/center] Joe's Chugga | Level 35 | Health : 100% [90/90 HP]Status : Normal Attack: Chugga used Flamethrower [/size]
Silver grimaced and returned the Magnemite. "Alright. So you beat those pretty well, but let's see you with this guy!" Silver chucked out a rather well used pokeball and in a flash of light out popped a Croconaw. "You see, this was the little Totadile that scrawny little trainers, such as yourself, might have battled. You now get to face what good training makes of a pokemon." Silver smirked and watched the team before him.
Magnemite has been defeated Chugga gained 1,400 experience +1 Happiness Slash also gaines 1,400 experience from Exp. Share Silver has brought out his Croconaw (Level 33)! Switch Pokemon? [/blockquote][/size]
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Post by The REAL Joey on Oct 9, 2012 12:13:08 GMT 11
Raising an eyebrow as the boy seemed to shrug off most of his conversation, Joey made a nonchalant shrug as he pulled a disinterested face. Perhaps his overwhelming display of force had shut the kid up. "Alright short stack, the only who needs luck here is you because your skills just ain't cuttin' it." Watching as Chugga unleashed a hefty stream of flames at the Magnemite, Joey grinned cockily as it was completely snuffed without so much a hint of resistance. "So far your attempts at trying to sell your way of training have fallen way too short. Maybe about time to start rethinking this edgy prick act? You might not be a half bad trainer with the pro choice of Pokemon you got and the fact you wanna kick Team Rocket in one." As Joey was conversing with the rival trainer, Chugga floated back over next to Voltek who had since began performing a small clap in light of what a crushing defeat the Weezing had imparted. "That was truly something else. Not a bad bit of overkill if I do say so, Chugga. Seems like this runt has one left. Shall I do the honours or will I?" Bubbling happy at the praise, Chugga responded with a chilled out look on his face. "It's allll yours brah."
Secretly happy that Voltek was well and truly in control of his tempestuous side, Chugga was reassured to give the Electivire some more time in the spotlight. "GO AND KICK THAT JABRONI'S ASS!" Outburst the other head on Chugga. Stepping forward with a raucous grin over his face evocative of Joey's, Voltek clenched his hands tight as he held them by his waist while bending his knees slightly. As he did, a huge burst of sparks showered out from his body. "A Croconaw...? Nah... Get outta here kid. Aside from that fridge magnet, everythin' you've used has been somethin' i've had. Too bad I know all the ins and outs of takin' care of a Croconaw." Turning to Voltek, Joey chuckled. "Hey Voltek, pal? Wild Charge and let's get this over with." Grunting, Voltek powered up further before unleashing all hell. "With pleasure."
OOC: Just a note, Joey has never met Silver before so a part of the post makes no sense. I'll work around it.
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Post by Morrigan on Oct 10, 2012 8:22:31 GMT 11
The battle was coming to an end and Silver partially knew it. He was far too hot headed to kneel down and accept defeat, not just from Joe but from anyone for that matter. But so far the rest of his Pokemon had been knocked out with little to no effort. Hell, the only damage landed on his opponent's side was the recoil of their own attack! It was a horrid day, that was for sure. He hated it when actual tough trainers came along and made him look like a fool and way of training, rubbish. "Hmph, you know nothing. Pokemon are tools which are meant to be altered and perfect for their master to use. All I know after today is that I have been treating them all too lightly." Mentioning the vile group of Team Rocket once again, the boy clenched his fists tightly, recalling something what Joe had said earlier. "Team Rocket are a pack of rats who never should've been allowed to regroup. Weak, pathetic, all of them... And as if I would let a loser like you in on any information I know. Tsk, you'd only end up getting in the way or taking all the glory. I need to take care of Team Rocket on my own, with my own power created flawlessly by my own hands. I don't need you stick your big nose in."
If Joe was going to remember one thing about this boy, it was on how adamant he was when it came to Team Rocket. The seething laced on his tone and deepening, angered expression made it all too clear he also held a vendetta or two of his own. Still, there wasn't any time to chat over their lone similarity. Silver was instead receiving another helping of being absolutely told. Claiming to have trained practically everything which was currently on his team, the maroon haired male contemplated to himself before cocking his head backward, "Explains why they are all so piss poor if you also train the species. After this I will probably leave them all to rot in this tower and instead find something more worth while and strong... Like the legendary!" Still imagining himself being owner of a mystic dog, it was time for Voltek to kick in. Body blazing with a wild cloak of electricity, the bulky being charged forward with wrists clenched and pulled back, ready to pulverise the young Croconaw.
His jaw flapping from side to side, the usually insane crocodile was lost for actions at the sight charging toward him. Receiving no aide from his master what so ever, all the Pokemon could do was be well and truly fried. The slightest tickle of Electivire's fluffy fur sent the Croconaw into a frantic spasm, his body being lifted and carried towards a near by swaying beam, crashing back first into it only to deal out more pain. The impact against the wood being so severe that even Voltek had to recoil back, there was no doubt what state Croconaw was left in as the debris died down.
Trainer Battle
vs. Silver Weather Status: Rain ____________________________________
[/right] Silver's Croconaw: | Level 33 | Health: 0% ( 0/96 HP) Status: OHKO . . . VS Joe's Voltek: | Level 35 | Health: 56% ( 60/108 HP) Status: Normal Voltek used Wild Charge! Hit by recoil.Needing to turn to see the damage Voltek had dealt to his Croconaw, Silver was clearly not impressed at the out come. Once again being left in the dirt, he gritted his teeth angrily, withdrawing his starter back. " You... This was a fluke. I simply wasn't prepared for a trainer as well as a legendary." Convincing himself that this loss against Joe was a one off, Silver took one final look at Joe, eyes narrowing and piercing with venom. " Whatever still makes you think a absolute weakling like you can meet one of the legendary Pokemon here is still beyond me. You may have won this time but next time, you wont be so lucky." As much as he hated it, for now Silver had to depart. With nothing to protect him, he needed to pay a visit to the Pokemon Centre or PokeMart before he could decide on what to do next. Walking forward, each step proving just how small he actually was to Joe, the young teen stopped before him, annoyed as he looked upward. " And I'm warning you know, stay away from Team Rocket. They are my prey and mine alone. Got it?!" Pushing past Joe fiercely, Silver swiftly made his escape, dopping a nice amount of money in the process. Croconaw has successfully been defeated! Joe has defeated Rival Silver! Silver drops £1,800 victory money. Voltek gained 1650 experience! +1 Happiness Slash also gains 1650 experience from Exp. Share! +1 Happiness [/blockquote][/size]
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Post by The REAL Joey on Oct 10, 2012 9:29:14 GMT 11
Listening with a twang of disappoint in Joey's eyes, the biker couldn't quite believe the gall of this trainer. Was he seriously going to treat them even harsher just because of the fatal muck up that he had made by so eagerly challenging someone out of his league? Shaking his head, Joey shed his typical cavalier demeanour and replaced it with one of sternness. " Lemme stop you there. If you so much as dare start treatin' your Pokemon worse, I will hound you down until you cry like the little bitch you are and then rob you of every damn Pokemon you have on you. Every. Single. One." Leering his eyes, Joey saw the trainer in a whole new light. He had thought there was some hope mingling in the background but it was fleeting and the more he scrutinised the red haired punk, the more he saw just about every other low life and deadbeat he used his talents on to steal Pokemon from. " So, I hope you reconsider and reconsider good. You've seen the kinda firepower we're packin'. Don't think for a second that I ain't as unrelenting as my Pokemon." Sadly, his job at trailing such a brash youth would be a whole lot easier if he just had a name to go by. With the various contacts he had amassed since his stay in Johto, there would surely be no doubt that at least someone in his network would catch wind of his presence sooner or later. Thankfully, so long as this trainer bore such a starting grudge and desire to destroy Team Rocket, Joey had no fear that he would be seeing him again. Amazingly, what little hope Joey still had left was crushed as he received particularly scathing reply. " Woah, hold up! If Team Rocket really are as scummy as we're both agreeing on, wouldn't it be more fun to smash them together? Hell, I don't care at all about the fame or recognition of destroyin' 'em. All I want is my revenge. Once i've got that, i'm retirin' some place quiet." Shrugging, he raised a fairly good point. " Aside from all the rumours of the last Team Rocket being by a kid, what else do you exactly know about the trainer? Always just a kid. Nothing more, nothing less. Not even a name. But boy does it rile 'em up when you mention it. Guess he must have been one scarily good trainer to send even Giovanni packing." Straightening out his leather jacket as he was without a doubt brushed off by Silver, Joey grunted. " Have it your way, short stack. All I can say is, watch out in case they have anyone half as good as I am. They'll demolish ya." Amusingly, even if this teenager did get to within an inch of destroying Team Rocket, he'd have to somewhere along the lines face Joey's own father. And given the rumours he had heard circulating about him, not even Joey could stand to go toe to toe with him. Thankfully though, Royce wasn't too proud to make a quick exit out the back door if things got truly bad. Just like how he abandoned his own wife and child. Even still, Joey's rival Rocket loather was adamant on burning any semblance of a bridge they had between them. As he insulted Joey's taste in Pokemon and awkwardly by extension, his own, Joey merely grinned cockily. " HAH! You'd be doin' the sods a favour. And I very much doubt you'll be able to reign in a mythical beast with just your flawless, perfect, own hands." Trailing off into a rather sarcastic tone as he regurgitated the trainer's own words, Joey couldn't help but grin as Voltek finally lurched into action. As he stormed through with a charge rivalling that of the very thunder in the sky above, his Electivire wasted no time in disposing of the Croconaw in the most humane way possible. Not bearing any ill will towards the Croconaw, it was a sadly necessary duty in order to get at the spiteful trainer that owned the Pokemon. " With these fists of lightning, I hope your trainer reconsiders his ways! RAAAARRRRGGGHHH!" Delivering the final blow which caused a controlled explosion of electricity, Voltek had to jump back but was not surprisingly damaged in recoil. Steadying his footing after the attack, Voltek stood up and yelled as the debris began to settle. " Red headed runt! Remember this battle well as the next time I am going straight for you instead." Clenching his arms at his side ash is cable like tails swayed back and forth moodily, Joey nodded his head. This battle had been the ultimate test for Voltek and he had proudly passed it with flying colours. However, even with the giant Electivire's warnings, the boy was still far too dead set in his ways. " A fluke? A FLUKE?! You have got to be the most messed up, delusional kid i've ever had to meet. I absolutely threw you to the sidelines like you were some kinda rubbish. That ain't a fluke short stack, that's being called wasted. Overkilled. Beaten." Making an aggressive shrug, Joey shook his head. " We can go back to the Pokemon Centre... Or what's left of it... And have a rematch if you like? You just ain't gonna be able to beat me." Realising his words were likely coming off as detrimental to the male's Pokemon, Joey quickly made clear what was really at fault. " Your Pokemon are great. They got potential and they evolve into some right corkers, believe you me. But the thing that's really holdin' you back... Is you. Get yer head outta your arse and start workin' as a team. At any point in that battle you could have offered some advice to aid your Pokemon, hell, even some encouragement, a cheer or two but you didn't. And without their trainer to guide 'em, they fell flat." Realising how heavily he was breathing and how passionate he was sounding, he tried to reign himself in. However, by the time he had realised, the rival had come towards him and gave him one final warning. " Haha, just try and stop me. The offer still stands if you ever wanna team up. Need more Rocket hatin' trainers like you." Realising that he was ultimately going to pass up the offer, Joey watched as he stormed off. " What is your name anyway?" Receiving nothing but the trainer ignoring him, Joey called out. " My name's Joey! Best remember it because you'll be seein' a lot more of me!" Still being ignored, Joey pulled a deflated face and mumbled. " Watch yer step... Arsehole." Amusing himself over the thought of the moody urchin missing a step and falling through, Joe was finally ready to progress on. However, Calistra had other ideas. " So what was up with you, Cali?" About to move closer and inspect her, a sudden burst of light pouring forth from her being had Joe instinctively shield his eyes. So it was her turn finally. Waiting as the lights continued to bombard the visual senses, Joey could overhear Chugga and Voltek conversing as they too shielded their eyes. " Has the cold hearted vixen finally grown to trust us...?!" Speculated Voltek. " Seems like it, brother. Gonna be good finally havin' a sister to watch out backs. You go, bra... Sis!" Seconds later, the light died down and Joey lowered his arm and was greeted with a very wild looking figure staring back at him. " What? What are you three staring at you moronic imbeciles." Still as condescending and haughty as ever, the now much more humanoid fox folded her arms and turned her nose swiftly elsewhere from the sight of Joe, Chugga and Voltek's gaping mouths. " Wooooooah, brah... Check out who suddenly turned into a right fox. Mondo cool brother." Trying to tear his fixation away from her, Voltek was just as wowed himself. " She's... Definitely changed." Coming to Joey's turn, he would bring the news of change to Calistra who was either playing ignorant or plainly didn't know she had evolved. " Calistra... I'd say go check a mirror but in a dump like this... Hahah. You evolved!" Raising her eyebrow angrily, she unfolded her arms and swayed them back and forth by her side reputedly. " Well of course I evolved! It was perhaps why I wasn't feeling so right... But... I don't see why I would undergo such a change." Perplexed, the fox raised a claw to her chin as she thought it over. " Whatever bought it on, i'm glad that you're goin' up in the world. Wouldn't want our favourite little foxie being unable to protect herself." Grinning raucously from ear to ear, he rather stupidly went to pat her on the head when she opened her eyes ruefully and made a repeat of their first encounter. Using her illusion trickery, she made Joey's arm fall off before it could pat her. " AHHHHHH... Dammit. That's wearin' really thin by now." Glaring, she raised her voice. " Stop it then!" Grasping onto his arm, she rather nicely lifted the illusion, allowing Joey to put his mind to rest. " Phew. Well, that last encounter was certainly sobering. That kid had some real pent up anger. And i'm not talking hormones." Shrugging, he looked over to the stairs that the boy had been guarding. " Looks like this is it..." Trailing off as he moved over and stared down the gaping abyss the stairs led to, Joey seemed uncharacteristically quiet. It was only when he lifted his head back up and looked to his trio of Pokemon that he broke the silence. " I don't know what's down there. I don't even KNOW if this whole mythical Pokemon stuff is a load'a baloney or not but... No matter what. I know I got the strength of you guys behind me. And with that, whatever is down there is gonna be in for one helluva rude awakening." Tightening up his bandanna as his trademark grin returned to his face, he was joined by his Pokemon who all celebrated. Well. Except Calistra. Merely rolling her eyes, there appeared to be the subtle hint of a smile at the corner of her lips. Returning all of his Pokemon to their housing, he took the first descent down with a cautious step in case the stairway was fragile. Realising that it was still very much functional, he made his way to the basement... OOC: Calistra is evolved of course and learns Night Slash over Fury Swipes. I'm also placing two Rare Candies on her to punt her levels up to 32.
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Post by Kataya on Oct 12, 2012 12:28:06 GMT 11
The dogs heard the rumble of the commotion upstairs, but Raikou continued to assure the other two that they wouldn't be detected all the way down in the basement. That view however, would be quickly changed, as footsteps alerted them to the stairway. The heavy creaking brought the three dogs to their feet. What Joey would see next, would probably surprise the hell out of some person who thought these creatures were just fairytale and myth. The first beast that would come into view, was the wondrous Suicune. As Joey entered their line of sight, its crimson gaze locked with the man's. Its fur was a shimmering blue, seeming to shine even through the haze of darkness, only illuminated by the hole in the roof above. Its white chest fur blended in nicely, and its purple mane flew out from behind what looked like an oddly shaped horn, two long shimmers of fur seemed to serve as its tails. The next beast was a striking yellow color, striped through its coat with black, like a tiger. Its teeth resembled those of a saber-tooth tiger, quite prehistoric for this day and age. Long white paws planted firmly on the ground, its own gaze was set on Joey, the black-looking platelet above its eyes making its expression seem darker than it actually was. It had a long mane similar to that of Suicune's, but a striking blue bolt-like tail replaced the kind of tail Suicune possessed. This was Raikou, the Thunder God of Johto. Finally, there was Entei. It stood in the Center of the three, its firm, hard stare resting on Joey as it observed him. Upon its head rested what looked a lot like a golden crown, though a mane of red and white cascaded down the front of its body. Though its fur was mostly brown,aside from the fluffy white cloud of it cascading down its back, it was certainly a kingly sight to behold, as he stood much prouder than the other two. After a while of a stare down, Suicune spoke up, intelligent enough to translate its speech so even Joey could hear it. "Ah...Ah hell nah. This isn't happening. On Ho-oh's name, I swear I am not going to interact with a human." Entei glared at Raikou, turning to get into its face. "Don't worry about it, Raikou said, the humans will never find us, Raikou said!" Raikou let a deep growl rumble in its throat and looked away. Entei however, seemed amused at it turned back to Joey. "However...." It stepped forwards, and for a moment it looked like it was going to attack Joey, but instead, it just circled him. "From the commotion upstairs, it seems like you and your Pokemon are decent fighters...so..." He jumped back with all the swiftness of a jungle resident, standing once again between Raikou and Suicune. "Human, you will challenge me. I'd like to...test you." Raikou went to say something, but Entei seemed determined. "...." Clearly, Entei was just bored, at least, that was clear to the other two of the Trio. Though, what else could you expect when you spent years in a basement? -------------------------------------------------------- The great Entei (Level 35) has challenged you to a battle!
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Post by The REAL Joey on Oct 12, 2012 13:33:52 GMT 11
Trawling his way down the ancient, decrepit steps, Joey's mind was filled with all sorts of intrigue and apprehension. He of all people had little belief in the idea of mythical Pokemon. Creatures so strong and powerful that they were the very stuff legends were made out of. Considering his scepticism, what he would meet face to face down in the foundations of the burnt tower would likely leave a lasting impression on the hot headed, thrill seeking biker. In fact, if more of these mysterious and powerful Pokemon existed, he'd have to make it his goal to pursue tracking them all down. There was no greater type of thrill that could be sought than hunting down Pokemon of such legendary status. His boots still pounding against the stairs, he couldn't help but tighten his bandanna. At times of seriousness, it was a telling habit he was preparing himself in every way he possibly could. Mentally and physically. "If somethin' does turn out to be here... I guess my mentor really wasn't feeding me a load of cock and bull when I was a little'un. It just seems so hard to believe..." Despite his persisting scepticism, the fact that the hallowed wreck of a tower somehow allowed Dante to recall his past life as Marlboro must have credited towards something in winning over the biker. However, it was as they say. Seeing is believing.
By the time he had reached the end of the descent down on the stairs, he was amazed to see that there was an odd sort of glow about the place. It was if this area had some sort of blessed lighting that basked the area in a glow. However, such frivolities would only last so long in comparison to the real centre of attention in the basement. His expression dulling with surprise, he was unable to keep his mouth closed. It was as his mentor had said! His eyes taking in the sight of the first beast, Joey recalled his mentor's description of the water sprinter perfectly despite the fact he had been taught their appearances all so long ago. "Cheetah like in appearance and litheness, a large blue crest of purity, purple mane and wavering tails like that of the wind..." Frowning his face and wrinkling his forehead, he tried to recall its name. "Suicune." As the next Pokemon pounced into view, Joey shifted quickly to face the new arrival and tensed his stance. However, being face to face with yet another of the legendary trio, he couldn't help but once again recall the words of his mentor as vividly as if his wily old teacher had actually met them personally. "Hallmark of the sabretooth tiger, fangs as sharp as daggers, embodiment of lightning..." Easily recalling this beast's name, Joey had always had something of a preference whenever his mentor described it. "Raikou."
However, there were but two before him. And two was simply not enough to form a trio. As he looked around to see where the third and final member was hiding, Joey noticed the looming sight of a ferocious yet regal looking lion that billowed a volcanic smoke like mane from its back. Although the presences of Suicune and Raikou were exhilarating enough to behold, there was something about this third member of the trio that seemed to bore directly into Joey's very being. It was almost as if the Pokemon was discerning his worth as a trainer, nay a human being. Recalling the last description his mentor had relayed to him, it was as if the thief had finally placed the remaining piece of a puzzle to form an exact match of the image he had in his eye. "Indomitable lion of the pack, sporting a golden crown and mask of courage, boasting the very incarnation of a volcano..." Scrunching his face up, the name was on the tip of his tongue. "Entei." There it was. The Legendary Beast Trio that his mentor had told him many a tale of when he was a youngster. It was almost as if every other story his mentor had told him was true. However, Joey was going to have to do some serious thinking on whether a golem of the earth pulled together the world's continents and the existence of a dragon that was so large that it claimed its home in the ozone layer around the planet.
About to open his mouth to try and establish some contact, Joey jumped back slightly as what came out of their mouths was fully understandable English. Raising an eyebrow incredulously, this came as something of a huge shock to Joey. So it wasn't just ghetto thug lizards or deceased spirits of the dead that held this sort of ability. Hearing Suicune's words, Joey couldn't help but feel a little hurt. "Errr... Sorry if i'm intrudin' here... I err... Wait. Ho-oh?" Puzzling his expression, Joey was sure that name wrung a bell too in the stories of his mentor. Watching as Raikou let out a testy growl at what Entei had said, Joey had little time to brace himself as the lion of fire, Entei grew closer to him with all the warning signs that he was going to attack. Ready at the drop of a hat, or perhaps, is own bandanna, Joey eased slightly as Entei circled him. Not quite sure what to say, this encounter had not only been legendary given the Pokemon involved but for the fact that it had shut up Joey for more than five minutes. Watching as the lion circled him not unlike a predator would assess their prey, Joey listened carefully to his words before being unable to ignore the praise to his own Pokemon. "You bet my Pokemon are tough as nails. They've been with me since I came to this region and together we've grown. Although, it seems like in this tower everyone grew up at once..." Unable to hold back his grin, he recalled all the numerous evolutions that had happened.
Caught off guard, Joey flinched slightly as the lion leapt back to his other comrades when the unexpected came out of its mouth. Throwing down a challenge, Joey's face was filled with astonishment and anticipation. "You want... A fight?!" It was odd. Usually Joey would jump at such a chance. Fighting was in his very blood and was something he relished the chance to engage in. For him, there was nothing quite as good as a decent scrap both through Pokemon and himself. But this didn't feel quite right. "Are you sure this is okay...? All the way down to here I got heckled over how this place is hallowed and crap." Looking at the determined look Entei was expressing, Joey shook his head. "Gah, what am I sayin'... Alright. I accept. This is gonna be one helluva thrill!" Exclaimed Joey as he wondered the true strength of the beast. However, before he could even consider whom he was going to use, a haughty voice filled his mind. Clearly Calistra had mastered being able to converse with him despite being sealed away in her Pokeball. "Don't even think about using anyone else. I demand this fight be mine. Since entering this wrecked abode... I have felt the call of the wild. The same wild that I once embraced out on the plains of Unova. These beasts are perhaps Gods in that regard. I wish to test that I have not lost my instincts since joining your ranks, slaver." A distracted look on Joey's face, the biker was slightly worried that Calistra had spoken out loud and Entei had heard.
Quickly trying to pass it off, Joey tried to remember what previous telepaths in his team had told him. He but only had to think the words to say them. "Cali...? I dunno how you're doing this but listen. This beast, this... Entei. They are powerful creatures. I didn't believe for a moment they existed but if they're a shred of what my mentor told me about in their tales, they are bordering that of an all powerful God." Not wanting Calistra to suffer a humiliating defeat, Joey couldn't help but want to believe in his Pokemon's ambition and drive. "...But... I of all people should know you're one tough cookie. Alright. Give me a sec..." "Thank you... Joe." Shifting his eyes back up to Entei, he plucked her Pokeball from his holster and held it up forward directly at the fiery lion. "I do not know if you can recall but many, many years ago... A certain man visited this tower. I cannot be sure if what he spoon fed me were second hand tales or if they were events that he experienced himself..." Lowering his Pokeball as he pulled back his arm to look down at the Pokeball, he nodded before looking back up again. "All I know is, i'm going to use what my mentor had told me and do him proud." Leaning back, he tossed the Pokeball forward but made extra sure to shout out the name of the Pokemon with peculiar emphasis. "DANTE! YOU'RE UP!" Appearing out of the device was none other than a perfect replica of what Joey's Ghost Pokemon looked like, even down to the skull and crossbones he uniquely bore. As the Gengar landed, it looked over its shoulder with a shit eating grin spread over its face. Grinning back himself, Joey knew from that gaze alone that Calistra had been successful.
"To battle with mythical Pokemon such as yourselves, I consider this of the highest honour. Not only am I lucky enough to see you guys with my own two eyes but I can finally say I paid homage worth a damn to my teach." Gearing up for the fight as he windmilled around his arm along with a stretch of his neck either side, he pumped himself up by clenching both of his fists as he flung them forward. "Dante! Prepare yourself for something almighty. But show him we're not gonna cower about. Unleash a Foul Play!"
OOC: Calistra sent out but takes the Illusion form of Dante the Gengar.
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Post by Kataya on Oct 15, 2012 0:57:39 GMT 11
Entei watched as the Pokemon that materialized took the form of a Gengar. Though, something wasn't quite right. Normally, these creatures reeked of death and destruction, but upon further inspection of the other Pokemon's scent, this was clearly not the case. Its face was sober as it studied the other Pokemon's form. Yes, this would probably be worth a shot if it tried something out. "I do not know what trickery you are plotting, but allow this to be its downfall..." Breathing in deeply, the Entei unleashed a flurry of embers, those which looked a lot more powerful than Joey had probably seen embers before that. The fires were burning with a Powerful energy that dug right into Calistra's body. Not being able to help the trill of pain that ran through her, her body began to shift and she was soon standing before them as a Zoroark. Entei huffed. "I felt that this much was true." Entei commented. Calistra was quick to retaliate, disappearing in a flash that caused Entei to look around in a question of where she went. But before either Suicune or Raikou could warn it, Calistra appeared behind him and shot a ball of energy that appeared between her claws, knocking it right into Entei's back and giving it a taste of its own attack power. "Very clever, trainer. You and your Pokemon have obviously worked hard. But remember that I have done the same for much longer." Calistra could actually get an idea of how old these three actually were, but they still had all their abilities as if they were born just the day before...was this the mystique of a Legendary Pokemon? Suicune and Raikou weren't the only ones watching however. From behind one of the Pillars, another watched his progress. "They're actually here...and Entei...found him worthy?" Esuine murmured to himself. It wasn't in disbelief, but more in wonder than anything else. The three beasts probably knew he was there already, but to him, staying hidden was the best option. Above them, the rain trickled in through the hole in the roof, but it wasn't nearly as bad as up above, so the light drizzle hadn't bothered anyone in the least bit. --------------------------------------------------------------- A Legendary Pokemon appeared! Weather: Drizzling! Battle Feed: Entei hits Calistra with an Ember for 28 damage, and Calistra strikes back with a foul play for 48 damage!"You shall not pass..."Legendary Dog Entei |Level 35| Health: 64% (88/136HP)Held Item: None Entei is currently normal! VS. "Is that supposed to be a reference?"Joey's Calistra |Level 32| Health: 68% (62/90HP)Held Item: Rocky Helmet Calistra is currently normal. Calistra's Illusion wore off!
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