[OLYMPICS] ARCHER VS. CASEY

[king]

ARCHER vs. CASEY
COMMENCE

[king]

Bro. You got 3 days left. Hurry it up yo.

[archer]

Archer had just defeated the old hag by judge vote and was slightly angry that he had not had the chance to wipe the bloody smile off of the hags face during battle instead of by vote. Not only was that annoying him but more so was the fact that the crowd was booing at him even though he was clearly the better fighter as he had managed to survive with only one pokemon compared to his opponent using three to try and kill his Dile. He knew that the crowd had to be dealt with and he knew only one Pokemon capable of doing that...Wailord.

Archer knew that Wailord would strike fear into the crowd because it was such a colossal pokemon that if he called out one single move the crowd would run away in fear or just shit themselves and wet their pants in terror. This was a perfect idea for him and it would easily be aired on television so not only could it make the crowd fear him but it could also make the people viewing fear him and thus impress Giovanni. Mmmm if only he could make Giovanni happy enough to welcome him back with open arms. He began daydreaming about how he could please his god with both this battle and in general so that he could rise back up the ranks and become the top dog in Team Rocket once again.

He grasped the pokeball on his belt and clicked the center button expanding it before lobbing it into the air yelling "GO LORD GO!" the capture net erupted as it freed the colossal being it had held inside such a tiny space. The Wailord erupted onto the arena with a loud thwomp as it smashed onto the floor. The ball returned to archer's hand and a faint hissing could be heard from it, maybe it had been struggling keeping wailord inside. He now looked to his opponent having finally noticed they were there and awaited their call.

[casey]

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[el]

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