[PokéA] Argenta vs. Stellar vs. Kirby vs. Giovanni

[el]

ROUND ONE: LAMP JUMP

Argenta vs. Stellar vs. Kirby vs. Giovanni[/center]

[henri2]

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[Stellar]

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[style=border-bottom: 4px solid #C99211;margin: 8 0; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; color: #ccc; text-align: justify; padding: 2 10;]Wow, this is just weird. Stellar stared at the giant trampoline. Seriously, who thinks of this stuffs anyway? She worries for her Pokemon. What if they hurt themselves while doing this? As if understanding what Stellar's thinking, which wasn't hard, by the way, seeing that concern look on the young trainer's face, her Vulpix nudged Stellar, letting out an impatient yelp. Saedea wants to play, that's obvious. Beside Stellar, Wystra, her Sawsbuck, and Lily, her Ampharos, stood patiently, or as patient as they can be. Wystra is perfectly content with waiting, but Lily, like Sae, is ready to jump...literally. "Be careful, play smart, stay safe," Stellar gushed over her Pokemon. This is the first time she joined such a big event like this. Oh,why did she join again? This could be a potentially bad idea! What if her Pokemon got hurt? Her three Pokemon, by now really, really used to what Stellar's thinking, sighed. Lily patted the girl on her shoulder, while Saedea whined. Wystra just snorted. 'They will be fine,' the Sawsbuck seemingly huffed, 'Now let us go.' And let them go Stellar did. Her Sawsbuck is first, jumping easily on the trampoline, at once noticing the Tauros. Well, two can play at that game. Fueled by an Agility, Wystra made small jumps before jumping as high as possible, the speed as a helpful propellant. There! A good mount touched with her horns. Lily, on the other hand, is having the time of her life. Oh, so she had no attacks to touch the lamps by herself? No problem! With a squeal, the Ampharos did a clumsy somersault, touching whatever she could with her paws and tail. She barely avoided touching the Persian and another Pokemon ,which she wasn't so sure who, but this is fun! Saedea could feel Stellar's eyes on her. The Vulpix figured it's probably because she's the baby of the team, which, of course, automatically makes her the weakest. Hell no. The Vulpix blasted the vines from the Ivysaur away from the lamps closest to the little one with a small Flame Burst. The Vulpix quickly touched the lamps then. "Saedea!" Stellar's voice cried out in horror. This is suppose to be fun, not injuring other Pokemon! Oh Arceus, what had her little one do? "Saedea, don't do that!" The Vulpix actually looked guilty at Stellar's horrified tone; she might liek to be stubborn, bt Stellar isn't an easily disappointed person...thus, to have done her so, the Vulpix knew she had done something very wrong indeed. "Oh my goodness, Kirby, is it?" Stellar reached out for the trainer to that Ivysaur, whom she last saw on the board announcing the match ups. "I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry for my Vulpix!" Behind her, Saedea jumped on the trampoline with considerably lack of vigor, feeling really bad. Lily didn't notice, so the Ampharos is still squealing in joy and tagging everything she could with not much care for who she might be bumping to, and Wystra just does her best, the Sawsbuck making use of it'sAgility. [/style]

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[electric]

[style=width: 350px; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify][style=float: left; margin-right: 8px; border: 3px solid red; margin-bottom: 4px][/style]Beside the two young ladies, a man in a trenchcoat and polarized lenses stood, with a razor-blade smirk. How long had it been now? Ten years? Twenty-five? The spotlight warmed his back like an old friend who may or may not have betrayed him. Around him, a Nidoking, Tyranitar and Rhyperior towered aloof. They looked around at their tiny competition, grunting and nudging each other in their rocky ribs.

The Nidoking was here for his sweetheart, believe it or not. His large elephant ears, studded like a pit bull collar with poison barbs, shifted in the air, uncomfortable with the roar of the crowd. His name was Clyde, and his Bonnie sat next to a disguised Team Rocket grunt in the crowd, eating all his popcorn. The Nidoqueen even wore a T-Shirt and waved a little triangular flag. At one meter tall, Clyde was an imp beside Giovanni’s other two schmucks.

The Tyranitar was a veteran of Lilycove. He only had one eye, the other covered with a fat, black patch. The Tyranitar stared hungrily at the Rhyperior next to him. He had a nasty appetite for ground, rock, and steel Pokemon that had transformed into a manic possession. His name was Nero, and his plates had begun to stretch with the obesity of his recent rock-lust. At two meters, he stood about a head taller than the Team Rocket boss.

Finally, at a whopping two and a half meters, Rhyperior was a rock studded body guard. He wore polarized lenses that matched Giovanni, only they were circular and made him look like Sir Elton John. He was oblivious of the Tyranitar, although, he shoved in front of the other two whenever a reporter photographed the team. His name was Plumbum, and he would look like a a game of 'Name That Pokemon!' in all his pictures because his body absorbs the flash like lead.

At last, his team jostled on the line of the trampoline, Giovanni inspecting the course from his command platform above. Lamps were strewn like candy, decorated for the festivities with shiny, neon paper. God forbid his Nidoking or Rhyperior got their horns stuck in one. "Clyde, Plumbum, listen to me. These children will prance and dilly-dally. How rediculous! I don't know why they have flocked here. This is a competition for adults," he complained, casting a bitter look around him. "Body Slam the rubber, knock them like a pinball machine, all right?" The Nidoking nodded, grunting. The Tyranitar stared numbly into space with its one eye like a dead fish. It didn't even know Body Slam. The Rhyperior mirrored Giovanni's confident smirk with an odd, toothy grin. removed the sunglasses, and handed them to his trainer. Giovanni swiped them away, and tucked them into his black coat.

While the little Pokemon zoomed out onto the trampoline, his Pokemon lumbered onto the stretchy material. Each step sunk their heavy feet, especially the Rhyperior's. Finally making it under a lamp, the most agile Nidoking slammed down and flew up, making his target, coming down, and crashing on top of a Kirby's Persian. Giovanni frowned. And then, his Rhyperior, trying a similar move, cannon-balling the rubber mat, shot up into the air, missed the lamp, but careened into a precious Vulpix

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Giovanni's Tyranitar merely waded in. Underneath a lamp, he cocked his head to the side and reached up as high as he could -- not enough. He always picked up the jar of cookies from the highest shelf for Giovanni. Was this any different? He stretched and stretched and stretched....

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[argenta]

[style=font-size:28px; font-family: gill sans; line-height: 20px;]WE ARE THE ONES THAT
WE HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR[/style]

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[style=padding: 0 10; font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; text-align: justify;]Eyes flickered behind her sunglasses as the woman watched the scene from one side, as one by one her opponents showed themselves into the spotlight - each had their special little entrances, special little strategies. She nodded slightly, lips curling into a smile at the two little girls and their equally cute pokemon: effective in charming the crowd but perhaps not so much in fending off attacks from other pokemon. Perhaps they should've stuck to contests. Now, now. Argenta scolded herself slightly with a light chuckle. She'd learned her lesson with judging little children quite awhile back - besides, now that she looked at it, it seemed that that small build was good for something after all. In this particular event, anyways. But this was all normal, usual stuff to expect in events such as a pokeatholan. The real surprise had yet to come, and when the man strolled out into the playing field she had to arch a brow in question, suspicion arousing in her gut. Not because he was a man, no - judging based on gender was a treason almost as severe as judging by age, and she knew the looks of men that preferred much more graceful aspects of pokemon such as contests, or events like the one front and center. With his black suit, tie and altogether nasty looking pokemon, this particular man looked more fit for battle. So why here? She shrugged her shoulders. No matter. The headstrong charged ahead, plunging into the chaos of the many lamps with a frenzy of action and attacks - Argenta, on the other hand, clipped her heels, watching them from the sides. Once everything was settled, she winked to her pokemon, dropping her shades over her eyes and stepping into the glow of the lamps last. Only the true stars entered that way. Vaporeon was curled around her leg as usual, the watery serpent looking at the field through bright, eager eyes - the hall matron trusted it the most, so it was only natural that it be one of the top selections for the match. Flanking her right side was her Froslass, the dual type hovering a meek two steps behind and shrinking slightly under the glare of the lights. Argenta leaned down and murmured some words of comfort before straightening up again, her gaze shifting to her left side, where the vileplume stood with an equally skeptical expression, craning its neck to look up at the little festivities that were shimmering and shining above. A mixture of emotions sparked through her entire team like a current - as far as she could tell, vaporeon was the only one that felt completely at home here - the others, unused to situations aside from battling, were suspicious, uncertain, even. The woman smirked to herself. In this playing field, there was only one thing that her team all had to have in common - confidence. Besides, it was high time that they tried something new. "Vaporeon." The pokemon unwound from her leg and sat in front of her, watching like an eager puppy awaiting orders. "You're the lightest. Head on over to the trampoline. Oh and, give it a little boost while you're at it." She propped up her sunglasses very briefly, a little wink slipping through. "Give 'em a show they won't forget." Her Vaporeon smiled, showing teeth before sauntering off. "Don't forget to take it easy!" Argenta called to the retreating form. "We're not here to hurt anyone." If there was anything that she agreed with the man, it was the fact that this was a competition for adults. The children posed no threat, but she was worried about how her pokemon would fare around him. She jostled herself out of her pointless thoughts - there would be more time to work later, and improvise from there. "Vileplume, Froslass, you're both on support for now." Briefly, she had considered the fact that Froslass could just float up and touch as many lamps as needed, but discarded the notion almost immediately. That was considered cheating, and she wanted to show to the world that a frontier brain didn't need to sink as low as cheating to win something. "Scatter some spikes right here." With a finger, she gestured towards the trampoline, motioning for Froslass to follow her lead. "Make 'em dance a little." "Vileplume," The dual type stood to attention, making eye contact only without the extra leverage of the large flower on its head. "Go ahead and join Vaporeon, pretend that you're going for the gold too. Keep 'em guessing." As for the rest, Argena left up to the pokemon to do what it thought best. Vileplume was a veteran just like Vaporeon, earning her trust over and over again. She watched as the pokemon toddled towards the trampoline, taking the opportunity to jump on between blasts of the water-type's hydro pump. It made one jump, careening headfirst into the end of a Ivysaur - courtesy of the first girl to enter, Argenta observed. With a little squeal of surprise, the pokemon screwed up its eyes and shot a stream of purple liquid from the center of the flower on its head, showering over all of the pokemon surrounding. From the bottom, Argenta nodded, able to see clearly with the shade her sunglasses provided her from the light above. That ought'a slow them down for awhile. Things were moving along nicely.[/style]

[henri2]

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So much for playing nice. Darvill had gotten a real fright from what the Vulpix had done to him. He yelped and dropped back down on to the trampoline, then tried to scramble to a corner where it thought it would be left alone. He shot a nervous look over at the Vulpix, making sure it hadn’t tried to follow him or anything. Thank Arceus the Vulpix’s trainer apologised – Kirby had been about to snap at her to keep her Pokemon to themselves. “Yeah? Well…” she still sounded a bit grumpy, on behalf of her Pokemon. “You should be sorry.” She had only looked briefly at the other trainer while she spoke as she was glaring down the trainer’s Vulpix. Out of all the Pokemon it could have hit, it just had to get her Grass-type. Typical. “C’mon Darvill, get back into—oh!” she had started to cheer when someone had used a Body Slam and bounced the other Pokemon up. Kirby’s Persian didn’t mind the extra height at all and was quick to take advantage of it, but her other two Pokemon were certainly caught off-guard by it. Dammit, they should’ve taken advantage of that too, like Gil— “Gillan!” Kirby gasped her Persian’s name in surprise. He had just been crushed by a Nidoking. And he certainly wasn’t happy about it – he didn’t back down and hide like Darvill did. The Persian dug his claws into the Nidoking at first, and quickly switched to using Fury Swipes while hissing at the Nidoking. It wanted the giant purple ball of weight to get off of him. He was finally freed when Kirby’s Tauros knocked the Nidoking off the Persian with a Zen Headbutt. “Get back to the lamps, Gillan!” Kirby quickly told her Persian off – she knew what it was thinking. She knew he wanted to have a little scrap with the Nidoking. Silly thing took offense too easily. And he would have ignored his trainer if the Tauros hadn’t snorted and motioned to the lamp too. Gillan shot a glare at Kingston and then to the Nidoking before continuing to jump up and catch the lamps. Well that was an idea. Kirby quickly looked over at the other Pokemon on the trampoline, and then the other trainers. The girl who had apologised earlier had sounded genuine and probably didn’t want to hurt anyone else’s Pokemon, but the other two trainers had hardly blinked an eye at any of the attacks or collisions. They were clearly playing the game different to Kirby and the other girl… And now there were spikes scattered on the trampoline. Great. Just great. Kirby felt a nervous knot tie in her stomach. “Hey, you guys!” she called out to her Pokemon, warning them in case they hadn’t noticed already. “Watch out for the spikes!” Her Pokemon didn’t really seem to have heard her though – they were too busy trying to touch the lamps. Unfortunately, while Kingston and Darvill had managed to notice the new existence of the spikes on the trampoline, Gillan wasn’t so lucky. He had the misfortune of landing directly on one of the spikes and the blame immediately went to the Nidoking. He forgot about the competition started to stalk the barneypurple dinosaur, carefully taking note of where the spikes were and where his paws treaded. He hadn’t moved too far when a bright yellow Pokemon had landed down in front of him, nearly causing him to jump with surprise – and he hated surprises. The Persian Slashed at the Ampharos, hissing at it to get out of his way. Kingston wasn’t sure what to do. He didn’t want to risk landing on a spike after jumping for a lantern. Truth be told, the more and more this competition went on, the less and less he liked it. He looked over to his trainer, hoping for some kind of guidance – nope! That wasn’t happening. Kirby seemed preoccupied cringing at something else that was happening on the trampoline. Kingston behind him just in time to see the Ivysaur’s rear end get hit by the head of a Vileplume. Luckily for him, one of his vines was already wrapped around a lamp so he had a little bit of control when the head-butt collision shot him up higher than he intended. Unluckily for him, he made it to that lamp easily enough, but smashed straight into it before falling back down onto the trampoline. Ow… at least the “head-butt” collision and the lamp collision had propelled him out of the way of the Vileplume’s Acid attack. Kingston wasn’t as lucky. Sure, he saw the acid and tried to get out of the way, but in trying to avoid the icky purple sludge he had instead forgotten about the spikes and trod on them. Kirby bit her lip. She wanted to run onto the trampoline and cuddle her Ivysaur and check up on her Tauros – but that certainly seemed like a stupid idea. All she could do was encourage her Pokemon from the side-lines. “Walk it off guys! You can do it – get back to those lamps!” ======================================================= Notes: Sorry for lame/late post. //goes back to studying for tomorrow's exam [/style]MADE BY KIWII AT BTN & OTE

[Stellar]

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[style=border-bottom: 4px solid #C99211;margin: 8 0; font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; color: #ccc; text-align: justify; padding: 2 10;]"Ah...," Stellar's voice trailed off. At least Kirby didn't seem so...angry? A lot grumpy though. She turned her attention back to the trampoline, in time to see a Rhypherior smashing into Saedea, much to Stellar's horror. The girl gasped, speechless. Saedea herself looked stunned, flung to the other end of the trampoline. That seems to put the vigor back to the Vulpix, who turned around in anger, and jumped back straight into what is turning out as a pretty bad match after all. Stellar looked around, the other two trainer seems to be playing dangerous. She didn't like it, and she could feel the familiar killing intent rising beneath her. When Lily barely avoided getting slashed, squealing in surprise, and Wystra hissing in pain at the acid shower plus spikes, Stellar snapped. "Wystra," she snarled, eye narrowing murderously, "Leech Seed." The Sawsbuck tossed her head, recognizing that tone of voice, and it made her shiver slightly. With her increased speed from her earlier attack, Wystra took one big gallop, spraying a large amount of seeds to the Pokemon below, taking extra careful to try and avoid Kirby's Pokemon, but it's difficult to control a large amount of seeds. Lily was smart enough to jump away, and Saedea took no difficulty in avoiding, being small and closer to the side after that Body Slam attack. Some seed hit various lamps on their way, some stuck in the lamps, ready to latch onto anybody that touched it. Stellar didn't miss a beat. "Saedea, Flame Burst," she ordered, "Aim whoever you like." The Vulpix won't aim at any of Kirby's Pokemon, that's for sure, because it would disappoint her trainer, so she aimed that attack at the closets Pokemon, who happens to be that acid spitting Vileplume. Lily didn't even need commands from Stellar. She had always been really in sync with what Stellar's thinking, and the Ampharos let out an eerie squeal/giggle as she released a large Power Gem attack. Some slammed hard into the lamps, making them change colour, while some slammed into other Pokemon. If they are not going to play fair, well, if she's not playing fair, that would make it fair, wouldn't it? Stellar offered a small smile to Kirby, a different smile from her flustered one earlier. It's different if you hurt her Pokemon. It might not be rational, but she lashes out pretty badly. [/style]

[style=font-size:8px;]made by katya[/style]

[electric]

[style=width: 350px; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify][style=float: left; margin-right: 8px; border: 3px solid red; margin-bottom: 4px][/style]The maniac brigade of pokemon bouncing on the Hatchday Party of a trampoline blossomed magnificently into the chaos of a pinball machine. Spikes wobbled on the rubbery floor like jacks. A spiral of water slammed into Nero, the Tyranitar careening into the Ivysaur of another competitor. The large green Pokemon bounced on top of the fat plant Pokemon, over and over again falling on top of it as the elastic trampoline kept them stuck in the air. Seeds sailed through the sky as a spray of purple, gunky acid erupted from the Vileplume, and a flamethrower shot out, incinerating the lamps in its wake. The crowd roared like an Avalanche that surrounded the trampoline. A flame burst out at the Vileplume shooting acid, and the mixture of the heat and chemicals created the most nauseating and poisonous gas. A power gem shot out as well, hitting Nero on the fanny and the out of control, bouncing Plumbum.

The Rhyperior was far too massive, and his inertia on the trampoline made it impossible for him to stop. Roots thoroughly implanted themselves around the rocky body of the Rhyperior, knotting his curled up Body Slam position in place.

Meanwhile, Nidoking scowled at the Tauros for shoving him off the swiping Persian. He rolled away and glared as if to say that Tauros had it coming, but he was too distracted by the erupting chaos to do anything about it. He evading the Rhyperior and danced around the leach seeds, but one managed to wrap around his foot.

Meanwhile, Giovanni's sweaty hands clamped around the railing of his perch, the peeling paint rubbing off onto his hand and ruining his manicure. These fool! He had bought them the very replica of the competition's trampoline to practice on, and yet, they still screwed up! Then, he shifted his gaze to the three women lined up at his right. His eyes then lifted to the eldest woman. He cleared his throat and met her eyes.

Villainy is a simple equation, and where Pokemon cannot succeed, money trumps all.

"How much would you like to keep this circus a fight?

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[argenta]

[style=font-size:28px; font-family: gill sans; line-height: 20px;]WE ARE THE ONES THAT
WE HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR[/style]

[atrb=border,0,bTable][atrb=width,400,bTable][atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=style,color:black][style=height: 100px; width: 100px; border-radius: 0 40 0 40;background-image:url(http://pokemon.marriland.com/images/freebies/avatars/vileplume_01.jpg)][/style] [style=margin-top: -6px; height: 40px; width: 80px; border-radius: 0 40 0 40;background-color:69D2E7; padding: 10; font-size: 9px; font-family: gill sans;]WORDS 757 [/style] [style=margin-top: -6px; height: 40px; width: 80px; border-radius: 0 40 0 40;background-color:A7DBD8; padding: 10; font-size: 9px; font-family: gill sans;]TAG kirby, stellar, gio [/style] [style=margin-top: -6px; height: 40px; width: 80px; border-radius: 0 40 0 40;background-color:E0E4CC; padding: 10; font-size: 9px; font-family: gill sans;]MUSE so-so [/style] [style=margin-top: -6px; height: 40px; width: 80px; border-radius: 0 40 0 40;background-color:F38630; padding: 10; font-size: 9px; font-family: gill sans;]ATTACK hydro pump, spikes, sleep powder [/style] [style=margin-top: -6px; height: 40px; width: 80px; border-radius: 0 40 0 40;background-color:FA6900; padding: 10; font-size: 9px; font-family: gill sans;]CREDIT katya @ OTE [/style]

[style=padding: 0 10; font-size: 10px; font-family: tahoma; text-align: justify;]Back in her days, children were the nonchalant type - always easy to please and the best at forgetting the unpleasantaries that befell them. With the coming of the war, she was inclined to believe that children had changed, and those cheerful personalities of theirs was something that the conflict and strife had stolen away. No longer were they full of budding, smiling faces as they had been before but rather were transformed into somber, solemn humans that never blinked twice in the face of conflict, for fear of getting caught and scolded by their superiors, higher ups. Not only that, but Argenta also seemed to be noting a frequent trend of mood swings following irrational decisions from children at the slight pinprick of provocative behavior - something that came from factors forcing them to "grow up" faster than their physical forms could keep up. She'd hoped that her premonitions had been false, but given her previous experience she was more often right than wrong(and it wasn't that she was bragging or anything, but it was true at least half of the time). However, given the first onslaught of attacks formed from both her and the man's pokemon, it seemed to be enough to set one of the two children off, though the other one's emotions she couldn't read from the angle she was standing at. The steep, downwards curve of the girl's voice was unmistakable, and while Argenta, as well as the other man hadn't outright unleashed attacks onto opposing pokemon it seemed that a child's restraint had reached the tipping point. Knowing children, they weren't well at hiding their intent nor executing it as adults were. Fine. She chuckled. A change in plans didn't necessarily mean throwing them off course. Due to the continual production of water Vaporeon was able to hover at a constant upright position, paws reaching out to touch the lamps as it flew by while also keeping a constant eye on the other pokemon who were there, fumbling to get one or two measly lamps for themselves. When the blast of fire came hurtling out of the air like a meteor from outer space the serpent gave a startled shriek, directing the blast instinctively up front and dousing the fire, hitting Argenta's Vileplume straight in the fact in the process. While it was better than being scorched by the flames it was enough to set the the dual type off again, this time releasing a flurry of sleep powder from the bud in the center. The cloud hovered in the air and rested among the lamps, causing Vaporeon to cover its nose with one paw hurriedly. Argenta tuned her eyes down at Vaporeon, who was looking up worriedly at the commotion. "Continue what you're doing." The woman nodded, watching the maiden continue to pour spikes out from the depths of its gown. They weren't in enough of a bind to need help yet. A seed landed near her foot and she stepped back, mumbling something about caution to Froslass as well. In front of her eyes a gem smacked the pokemon over the head, causing spikes to fall all over the ground before regaining composure once more. This was a fun game, but in a matter of moments it'd turned into a brawl, something that was fit for a stadium but certainly not for a lamp jumping contest. Part of her wanted to continue to command her pokemon, letting them pit their moves against these children's to see who came out on top. On the other hand, the pokeathalon was determined by the number of lamps touched, and they weren't going to win this game if everybody continued to fight like wild tauros butting heads. She looked up briefly, noticing the the suited man was staring at her. She listened to his statement, chuckling slightly after he finished. "Doesn't seem like there's any stopping what's going to happen, don't you think?' Money wasn't the question, and it was taking quite a bit of thinking on her part just to keep her pokemon going in this little 'game'. "Though I admit I'm curious as to what you mean. What's needed from me?" If his thoughts were clever, then she would oblige: if they weren't then it would be out of the question. A simple decision for once.[/style]

[sunshineari]

[style=width: 325px; text-align:center; font-size: 26px; border-bottom: white solid 3px]VICTORY: GIO + ARGENTA[/style]
[style=margin-top: -6px; width: 260px; font-size: 12px; font-family: tahoma]Well done, all of you![/style]