[TOURNEY] NEDRA VS RUBY

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ROUND 1
NEDRA VS. RUBY
BATTLE COMMENCE

[RUBY]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:350px;][style=text-align:justify; font-family:arial; font-size:10px; padding-bottom:5px; border-bottom:20px solid #454545;]Glory, fame, praise, Ruby had received it all before, and he could guarantee, it was all over-rated. Saved the world, blah blah blah, you're a hero, blah blah blah, and then after a while, it all just stopped. Everyone forgot about what he did quickly, and that was fine with him. He'd rather make a new name for himself, instead of just being known as the kid who stopped Team Aqua and Team Magma. It would be a better name, Ruby would make sure of that. He would be even better than he was before. His father would be prouder, and only then, would he really be happy. That's why he was here today, to fight. It wasn't very often that he could do something like this, especially for fun. People were too caught up in this war, quarreling over their views and ideals. Sometimes it was good to just let go and do something fun. And it was going to be fun. There isn't any pressure. He constantly told himself, walking out onto the battlefield. He had his hat, and a belt full of pokeballs. That was all he needed for this, and he was ready to give it his all, like always. That was his duty to Nox, and even here, he would continue to honor it. Two pokeballs were unhooked from his belt, erupting in distinct flashes of red. Pockets came first, swaying to catch her balance. The blissey was a rather gentle pokemon, but Ruby was sure she would fend well and be helpful to her partner while dealing her share of damage too. Pockets had experience and Ruby trusted her. She was strong, and capable of taking many hits. A nurse, she always preferred to help her partner than attack the opponent. However, in an instant she'd be ready to attack, usually when trying to protect her teammates. Arrow elegantly appeared afterwards, craning her neck. She had been waiting for this, hoping for a battle soon, and Ruby was very glad that he finally felt safe letting her fight. She would cover Pocket's weaknesses, and Ruby had a careful strategy between the two. With the Blissey's healing capabilities, and Gardevoir's Dream Eater attack, Arrow would constantly feel refreshed and strong. If Ruby kept her energy up, nothing could beat her. It was just a problem of predicting what the opponent would do next. The battle has begun, and yet Ruby just waited. Ladies first. He thought, acknowledging the woman across from him with a small nod. [style=float:left; height:100px; width:100px; border:solid 4px #454545; margin-right:5px;][/style][style=text-align:left; font-family:Verdana; font-size:11px; color:#000;]WORDS: 000 TAGS: tik NOTES: I hope it's okay that I let you start with moves and such. [/style][/style][style=text-align:right; color:#fff; text-shadow:1px 1px 1px #333; font-family:ms gothic; text-transform:uppercase; margin-top:-15px; font-size:12px;]we need the excitement in our lives.[/style]

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[nedra]

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Muk[/classy]

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You know who shows up to a tournament in Rocket clothes?

Not this girl, but only because 232 rather firmly told her it would be a terrible, terrible idea.

So she’s wearing a black shirt with a red shape on the front, but hey, at least it isn’t an R, right? Better yet, it’s the symbol of her patron troll, not that she expects to meet many fellow fans at this tournament.

She’s just here for the- well. She’s here because it was this, or spend the afternoon with her father and grandmother, being guilted about her recent choices. Or spending the afternoon with the cute-but-not-cute-enough boy from the coffeeshop. Or spending it helping out with inventory at rocket headquarters, and let’s face it, there are few things in life worse than boring, repetitive tasks for little profit. There’s a reason Nedra joined Rocket, and it wasn’t patience and a well-developed work ethic.

The two Pokemon Nedra chooses aren’t ones she has a personal connection to. They’re workhorses. Muk and Gligar take the field, and there’s a twinge of glee in Nedra’s eyes already. She doesn’t bother to scan the audience for 232, she knows he’s watching, and yeah, maybe she’s showing off a little for him.

She snaps twice, and her team leap into motion. Muk, already a semi-solid, begins to ooze, melting away with an acid armor. A cloud of poison gas spills forth from the puddle it has become, drifting towards their foes.

Gligar, on the other hand, takes to the sky, spreading its short wings and flapping rapidly. The pokemon gleefully swung its claws from side to side in a quick swords dance, then swept downwards at a cutting pace, claws crossing in an X-scissor aimed at Gardevoir.
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safeguard your own survival

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the power in the earth to produce subsistence for man.

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[RUBY]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:350px;] It was silent, which was normal, especially when the battle had just started. People wanted to see the action. But Ruby knew that by the end, they'd be cheering, for either him or Nedra. Of course he wanted to win, but Ruby knew better than to get cocky. No, he was going to expect the worst, expect that this would be the strongest opponent he had ever fought. The posion gas was released, but Ruby wasn't worried about it. The damage was something both pokemon could take, and to prevent the poison, he would have Pockets use a safeguard. She was already ahead of him, per usual. The Blissey glowed slightly before creating a barrier that quickly flashed out of view. The SAFEGUARD was in play. The poison effect would be nulled, and Ruby was glad. His strategy was just to wear the opponent down. Pockets would heal Arrow, as well as Arrow getting the extra health by eating the enemy pokemon's dreams. Speaking of Arrow, she moved quickly yet elegantly, dress flowing as she jumped over to Pockets, standing in front of her as the poison gas rolled in. MAGIC COAT was used, and her green skin sparkled as she reflected the POISON GAS right back at the two pokemon, hoping to poison them. The status would only help, causing pain every once in a while. Ruby squinted as the X-Scissor came, aimed at Arrow, and therefore it was a super-effective attack. Gardevoir couldn't dodge, and the X-Scissor hit her full on. The sheer force of the attack caused her to lose her balance, falling hard onto the ground. The slices on her chest were large, but didn't seem too deep. Pockets cried out in sympathy, lowering her eyebrows at the enemy and sending a HEAL PULSE to the Gardevoir. Arrow's cuts weren't gone, but they had begun to close up, and she stood up, strong again. Ruby, which one? Arrow asked, sent through her mind and into his. Ruby thought. Although the Gligar posed more of a threat right now, the Muk would take super effective hits from the Dream Eaters. "Muk." He decided firmly, speaking it quietly, trying to prevent the woman from hearing. Upon command, Arrow sent a wave of HYPNOSIS to the poison-type pokemon. Hopefully it would hit, making Ruby's strategy just a bit easier to pull off. Ruby felt a rush. This was amazing. He never quite appreciated it back when traveling Hoenn, but that was probably because he got a chance to do it everyday. This war stopped him from doing what he loved, being a trainer. It had been his dream since he was a child, and he was ecstatic to get a chance to do it again. [style=float:left; height:100px; width:100px; border:solid 4px #454545; margin-right:5px;] WORDS: idk TAGS: tik NOTES: --------- [/style] we need the excitement in our lives.

made by RIVER! of GANGNAM STYLE

[nedra]

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Muk[/classy]

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There was nothing unpleasant about the silence, but it certainly wasn’t as much fun as a little gentle ribbing. Nedra chewed her lip only momentarily before speaking up. Orders for her Pokemon came first, of course, but once that was out of the way…

Her attempt to poison her foes had failed, a safeguard crashed down just in time. The poisonous purple cloud didn’t simply disperse, however. Something had sent it shooting back at her Pokemon. With a soft slurping sound, Muk stretched open his mouth, re-absorbing the gas. Thankfully, being a poison type, he wasn’t affected by it.

She had to resist the urge to cheer when Muk melted back down just in time to avoid the other attack sent at it. Nedra wasn’t used to fighting alone, wasn’t used to fighting with rules and regulations. But it seemed for now, she was holding her own. Muk’s acid armor, combined with the less-than-perfect accuracy of Hypnosis, had been enough for it to evade the attack.

Deciding not to mess with a good thing, Nedra gave the Pokemon the command to use Acid armor again before attacking. Clearly poison gas was no longer an option with a safeguard in place, so instead, she commanded, “mud bomb!”. If she couldn’t poison her foes, trying to reduce their accuracy was the next best thing.

With Gligar, Nedra took a similar approach. The scorpion crossed his claws in yet another swords dance, then swept downwards, this time diverting from his course to aim for his pink foe with a sky uppercut.

With her Pokemon given instructions, Nedra turned her attention to her opponent. “Cute Pokemon!” she said cheerily, and winked at him. “Usually boys always have the really ugly looking ones, but you have great taste. Your Chansey is almost as adoable as you.”

Had she been focusing on more than sizing him up, on more than figuring out the odds that she’d be able to rob him after the battle ended, her teasing might almost be cute.

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safeguard your own survival

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the power in the earth to produce subsistence for man.

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[tr][td][style=font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; color: #FF5A5A; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; padding: 10px; margin-top: -10px;]ambassador tanz[/div][/td][/tr][/table][/center]
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[RUBY]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:350px;] Ruby frowned as the Muk used another acid armor. At this rate, hypnosis would never hit. The gardevoir didn't look at Ruby at all, ashamed of not aiming the attack more skillfully. Instead, Arrow's pink eyes were locked onto the ground, and she didn't see it coming. It was an inevitable hit on her, and the mud crashes into her torso and pushed her back with brute force onto the ground. Ruby wanted to go check on her, but it was dangerous and probably against the rules. She slowly stood up, covered in mud and dirt. It would be harder for the Gardevoir to see now, and Ruby had to fix that. Arrow had trouble keeping her balance, as the slash from the x-scissor was probably infected now, therefore making her front weaker. Pockets couldn't do anything to help, she was busy dealing with the gligar rushing at her. Arrow would have to help herself, or continue on through the battle like this. Nothing was going as he planned, it was all messed up. The enemy pokemon were faster, and Ruby had been relying on brute offense, provided by Arrow, but she was so defensively weak. Pockets couldn't always take care of her. Something had to be done so that she could stay alive. Ruby couldn't think of it. With all of that mud, none of her attacks would land, and that meant that she was going to faint without doing any damage whatsoever. Ruby, I cannot see. The gardevoir complained over her shoulder. Ruby wanted to tell her something, but there was nothing to say. Nothing could help right now. Except psychic. He realized, smile growing on his face. Gardevoir heard his mind think, and she began to work up a PSYCHIC and amazingly, as the powerful waves flowed from her mind, so did the mud. Her psychic ability had levitated the dirt and mud off of her, leaving her able to see. Maybe this wouldn't turn out so bad after all. Ruby might be able to pull this off. It was beginning to look a little better. Although it took him a while to notice it, Arrow was furious at herself, and that evasive Muk. She channelled it very nicely, put into a powerful psychic that was trying to levitate the muk up into the air. A super effective attack like that would make things easier, and it Muk was in the air, he'd be an easy target for an attack from Pockets. Two attacks would fare well against the poison-type. But Arrow was still trying, and Ruby couldn't be sure that it was going to work. Pockets was over on the other side of the field with gligar, who was rushing at her, trying a sky uppercut. The Blissey ducked and rolled like a bouncy ball, avoiding the attack by an inch as the opponent swept upwards. Pockets saw the opening, and she was sure that Ruby wanted her to attack now. It was the perfect moment. The Psychic had not quite hit yet, but it was the best chance she was going to get. Knowing this, the Blissey started to SING, trying to lull the poison type pokemon to sleep. As her song tried to penetrate the Muk, she closed off the last note. This teamwork was working. Arrow and Pockets worked well together, especially because Pockets cared so much about her teammates. Speaking of care, the joyful pokemon sent a nurturing HEAL PULSE straight at the Gardevoir, as she obviously was very hurt from the strong ground type attack that came earlier. As the opposite trainer spoke, Ruby shook his head. So there was now going to be teasing involved? Ruby refused to respond to the remark about boys and ugly pokemon, as he found it sort of insulting. Who was she to say that? She was a girl with a muk. She has no right to be talking. It was the Chansey comment that got him. She said that Pockets was almost as adorable as him. He had to say something, or else he'd look weak. "All pokemon are beautiful, and are not for any specific gender. You should know better." He spoke loudly, trying to get the woman to hear. "And it's a Blissey." [style=float:left; height:100px; width:100px; border:solid 4px #454545; margin-right:5px;] WORDS: 711 TAGS: tik NOTES: --------- [/style] we need the excitement in our lives.

made by RIVER! of GANGNAM STYLE

[nedra]

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“Look at you, standing up for Pokemon,” and she smiled, but there were a few too many teeth to be friendly. “A pretty face and a heart to match. Do you think all girls are beautiful, or are you more interested in Pokemon?”

An innocent enough comment, but there was a nasty little smirk spreading across her face. Nedra could be vicious if given reason, and trying to distract a foe in battle certainly counted in her book. Implications that Ruby’s interest in pokemon might be prurient was the least of what she’d say, if that was what it took to distract him and gain an advantage.

She was certainly in need of one. Despite her early success, her tactic with Muk had failed to take precision attacks into account. The Psychic attack did indeed successfully lift him into the air, and preoccupied with trying to resist, the Pokemon ceased its effort to maintain a liquid state. Blissey’s sing struck it as well, putting it to sleep.

Rather than hope he wouldn't be knocked out before awakening, Nedra reluctantly slipped Muk’s pokeball from her belt, calling him back. In his place, Honchkrow was summoned. The crow croaked once as it emerged in the bright light of day, then flapped its wings, taking off into the sky. If nothing else, two pokemon who could fly might give her the advantage of reach, of evasion. And Honchkrow’s insomnia would ensure that at least one of her Pokemon could not easily be put to sleep.

“Krow, Gligar, the pink one,” she ordered. The Blissey, with its healing powers, was the larger threat. While that might not be enough for Ruby to win, it’d certainly allow him to stall for a long time, and she didn’t want to risk her Pokemon tiring first.

Gligar was the first to dive, spreading his wings as he performed a third swords dance, then falling into a neat Sky uppercut. But it was Honchkrow whose attack reached the foe first, the bird easily outspeeding its teammate. A wing attack was aimed at Blissey from the opposing side, in the hopes of buffeting the Pokemon from one attack into the other. If worst came to worst, she could try to keep raising Gligar's attack until it could knock out one of her foes in one shot, before a healing move would even have time to take effect.

“Have you ever considered an Audino? They’re just as good at healing, but they’re a lot faster. And less chubby.”


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safeguard your own survival

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the power in the earth to produce subsistence for man.

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[RUBY]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:350px;] She was trying to distract Ruby, wasn't she? He thought so, and although her idea was smart, Ruby would not take his eyes off his pokemon. He needed to make sure they were safe, that was his job as a trainer. To love and care for his pokemon, even in the most heated battle. He had always done it before, and he wouldn't fail now! Muk was recalled, a cheap move in Ruby's opinion. It took him a long time to set that combo up, and although he was angry, he probably would have done the same himself. She didn't want her Muk to faint before waking up, which was only natural. He'd have to put one of the other pokemon to sleep, most likely the Gligar, as the Murkrow was a dark type and would take no damage from Arrow's dream eater. The gligar was fast and strong though, a result of all of those sword dances adding up. Pockets couldn't continue to dodge, especially when both pokemon were closing in on her like that. She was calling out in shock, as she had nowhere to run, and she wouldn't be able to dodge both attacks. It was now that Ruby realized she wouldn't be able to dodge either. Arrow on the other hand, could help. Maybe take a hit, or even try and stop one. The Gardevoir was aware of this, and had already started running towards her partner. Pockets hopped up and down, trying desperately to get Arrow to move faster. Ruby admired his two pokemon. They cared for eachother so much that they would take a hit for one another, and Pocket's battle had mostly been healing her partner or lulling the Muk to sleep. Arrow was on the offensive, but she was headed over to help her partner right now. And she was going to make it, it was just a matter of whether or not she'd have to take the attack, or stop it. She stood in front of the Gligar who was approaching fast, and started up another PSYCHIC trying to stop the scorpion in it's place. If not, the attack would hit the Gardevoir and she would suffer damage. The wing attack hit Pockets, but she survived, barely staying on her small feet. Ruby was proud, she was a specially defensive pokemon, and she had taken a physical attack with such grace and courage. He was lucky to have her on the team. She recouped, and lowered her eyebrows at the Murkrow, frowning in anger. She was a gentle pokemon, but the Murkrow had messed with her and now she was going to attack, with as much power as she could muster. EGG BOMB was a strong attack, and she applied as much force as she could as she sent the egg flying at the Mukrow. It would make an explosion too, one that was medium-sized, and that would help if the flying-type tried to dodge it. But the Blissey didn't stop there. Both pokemon had tried to hit her, and therefore, she wanted revenge on both. As quick as ever, she began to SING trying to get the Gligar to fall asleep. Pockets smiled sweetly as she finished her song, closing it off slowly. She had dragged the song out quite slowly, hoping to get the melody into the Gligar's mind. Gardevoir unfortunately had the same idea, and had sent a HYPNOSIS at the Gligar as well. Maybe one would hit, maybe both, and maybe neither. Ruby had to try, as it was very important for Arrow to have that extra healing, as well as the opponent taking that extra damage. That had been his idea from the beginning, and he was going to stick with it. If he was going to win, that's how he was going to do it. "I trust my Blissey. She's strong and has made it through many battles. Don't doubt her strength or you might be sorry." He honestly warned, keeping his tone professional yet loud. Pockets was the backbone of his team, the mother of all of his pokemon, and recently, Ruby's mother. Being away from his family for so long....Well, he had created a second family. His pokemon weren't only friends, they were his family. He loved them like sisters and brothers. He loved them like fathers and mothers. It would always be that way. [style=float:left; height:100px; width:100px; border:solid 4px #454545; margin-right:5px;] WORDS: 733 TAGS: tik NOTES: --------- [/style] we need the excitement in our lives.

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[nedra]

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For once, Nedra’s background actually aided her in her fight. Once one’s used to battling while people are trying to flee, trying to punch you, shoot at you, trying to keep you from stealing their Pokemon, smaller distractions are easier to overlook. They’re also easy to create without losing sight of one’s goal. “Why don’t you tell me more about it over coffee?”

She slips two fingers into her mouth, tonguing the tips, before blowing him a kiss. It’s a silly display, but perhaps more telling is that she can’t meet his eyes while she does it. Granted, it’s unlikely he can tell from this distance. But as always, instinct tells her to check on 232, who’s usually off doing something dangerous while she creates a diversion. This time, all he’s doing is sitting ringside observing the fight, but she glances over to check on him all the same.

Out on her field, her Pokemon stand side by side. There’s no bond, no comraderie or shared emotion between them. Both are tools and treated as such, both work together but rarely have free time to get to know one another. It’s only by chance that they’ve ended up side by side, only because they’d each swept down to a similar location at the same time.

Yet despite the lack of affection, when Gligar is struck to the ground by a psychic attack, Honchkrow steps in to protect it. There’s nothing worse than fighting alone, and should he neglect to come to his partern’s aid, he may find himself in that situation. Knowing that, the dark bird steps up, shielding gligar with his wings at the egg bomb explodes against him. It stings, and before he can so much as try to recover, something else hits him- two attacks, sing and hypnosis. A natural insomniac, Honchkrow is immune to moves causing sleep, though trying to shadow Gligar wasn’t practical for the longterm.

This time, Nedra didn’t want to risk the delay a swords dance would cause. “Just the attack this time,” she calls.

Hauling himself up, Gligar obediently obeys. The Pokemon hovers behind Honchkrow, protected by the larger bird, as they both dive for the Blissey. It’s only at the last moment that they separate. Honchkrow peels away, leveling off just before hitting the ground and spinning to attack not the Blissey but Gardevoir. He slips into the shadows and then reappears right in front of it, a winged ball of fury flying at its face. The faint attack is accompanied by a raccous caw, a self-soothing show of bravado.

Gligar, on the other hand, doesn’t break off his charge. The Pokemon immediately forgoes the chance to swords dance, knowing three is already enough to bolster his strength. Near-silently, he slices through the air, aiming a powerful sky uppercut at the healer Pokemon. There’s more than pride at stake; Gligar’s attack is bolstered by the unnerving knowledge that he’s now outside the range where Honchkrow might be able to take an attack for him. If this attack fails, he’ll face any potential retaliation unaided.

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the power in the earth to produce subsistence for man.

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[RUBY]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:350px;] I love them. Ruby thinks, getting ready to see the worst. The pokemon both had strong attacks coming at them, and the Gligar was extremely strong; his pinschers sharp as knives now. Pockets knows this, but it's all different this time. No friend to help her, no partner to save her from her fate. Ruby's eyes water, even though he constantly tells himself she'll be back. They'll just heal her up and everything will be fine. The words are a record, and it never stops. It's the longest song Ruby has ever heard. Pockets braces herself, ready to take any attack for her trainer, for her teammates, for her children. She's the mother, she'll always be the mother. It's always going to be that way, it is now, and will be after the battle. Pockets is gentle and kind, she never wanted to hurt the enemy pokemon, she loves everyone she meets. The other pokemon are children too, and mothers don't hate children, no matter who's they are. That's Pockets's vow, she never should hurt anyone. She's a healer, and what she did to that poor Honchrow's wings- it was wrong. She's ashamed of it, and it shows, as her eyes of full of salt water, that drips down her pink face when she blinks. She doesn't cry about what's to come, instead she knows she did something wrong, something to hurt someone else. And now the tears are flowing out of sorrow greyish eyes, as she waits. That's her only option. To wait for the inevitable. Arrow is sorrow too, not crying, but her mouth is a slim line, filled with both hope and sadness, because she knows very well what's going to happen. Anyone with sense does. She shakes out of it though, just in time to see the dual-type pokemon flying at her viciously. She doesn't move, it's too late. The super-effective attack was a sure hit right from the beginning, but Arrow is smart, and had time to raise her arms in front of her, protecting herself from a full-on hit. She bounces back, but her thin legs stay on the ground, as she skids across the battlefield. She will not fall, she promised. Pockets isn't there to protect her anymore, and she promises her friend, no mother, that she won't get hurt. The Blissey has taken care of her, and Arrow was not about to throw that away. No. She had to be strong, she would be strong. She would not fall, she would not disappoint Ruby, or Pockets. She would win for them. The psychic pokemon sends a quick PSYCHIC at the Gligar from across the field, retaliating with an attack that might provide some damage for Ruby to work with. The Gardevoir doesn't stop there. She's a fighter, and she won't stop. HYPNOSIS is sent right to the Gligar, as it wouldn't work on the Honchkrow. Arrow is smart, she saw the bird null both sleep-inducing attacks. Now she knows, and she has to be very careful. By now it has happened, and the eyes of a sweet Blissey are squinted as she takes the attack head-on, like a true pokemon, like a true queen. She falls down immediately after, small legs buckling, arms falling limp. Her eyes flash one more time, as she sends her dying move, a glowing HEAL PULSE to her beloved teammate. Arrow accepts and looks on. "Pockets, I love you." Ruby whispers. It's quiet, but Pockets can hear it clearly, and she just sweetly turns to look at her trainer, using her last amount of strength to look him in the eye and tell him: I love you too. And then her eyes close, with the same grace she had appeared with. Everything fades into a dizzying black. Then comes Super. The blaziken is brave, and he will fend well against such fast pokemon. For he is fast too, and Ruby believes that he will hold well as an offensive pokemon. He cannot take Pockets place though. She's a healer, she's gentle, she's caring, she's a blissey, she's a mother. [style=float:left; height:100px; width:100px; border:solid 4px #454545; margin-right:5px;] WORDS: idk TAGS: tik NOTES: pockets <3 [/style] we need the excitement in our lives.

made by RIVER! of GANGNAM STYLE

[nedra]

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[classy=words]Gligar
Muk
Honchkrow[/classy]

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[classy=tags]Ruby[/classy]

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“You’re lucky I’m used to the silent types,” Nedra says, and her voice is light but her face is sour. She should be celebrating knocking out one of Ruby’s Pokemon, but she’s far more focused on their banter than the battle. Or rather, her banter; Ruby is stubbornly refusing to toss light insults back and forth with her.

There’s a raccous spatter of chatter from Nedra’s Gligar, who gleefully dodges a Psychic attack. Unfortunately, the Pokemon takes a victory spin, arcing in a neat little circle in the air, and finding himself face-to-face with a hypnosis. There’s no time to try to dodge. He’s struck squarely, and flutters to the ground, eyes drifting closed.

She’s at a disadvantage now, and she knows it. Rather than sulk, Nedra searches for a way to wake her Gligar, to regain the advantage. The easiest would be a full heal, but she doesn’t have one. A move like uproar or heal bell would work as well, but once again, she’s sadly unprepared. There’s still one option, of course- noise. Her own voice, loud as it can be, won’t project enough to wake her Gligar. But if she can rouse the crowd?

“Wing and sing!” she calls to her Honchkrow. The dark bird flaps into the air, croaking out a perish song as it goes. It descends rapidly towards Blaziken, ready to strike with a wing attack.

Nedra knows the longer the battle runs on, the more likely she’ll screw up, the more likely her Pokemon will tire. And the longer Honchkrow fights along, the more danger its in. She turns her head towards where she thinks 232 is, sitting in the distant crowd to watch, and shouts with a laugh “Close your eyes, Casper!”

She can only hope he listens, because once the words are out of her mouth, she turns back to Ruby. “What does a girl need to do to get your attention around here?” she asks, a wicked grin blooming on her lips. “Strip naked and streak through the stadium? It’s too cold for that!”

Her hands entwine in the hem of her shirt, teasingly twisting it up just enough to reveal a thin strip of midriff. And then her impulsive nature wins out, and she goes for it. She wants the crowd to roar loudly enough to wake her Gligar, she wants a battle everyone’s gonna remember, and okay, maybe she actually does care that Ruby seems impervious to all her charms and distractions. “I said, would you like to go for coffee?”

And she pulls her shirt up to her neck, effectively flashing the stadium.


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the power in the earth to produce subsistence for man.

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VICTOR: NEDRA

congrats!

[RUBY]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:350px;] Pockets has left the battlefield, and Super is here now, jumping with the rhythm of a fresh battle. He's ready, head cocked, eyes glittering with adrenaline. The Blaziken is happy to get a taste of battle, Ruby can tell, especially when he puts all off his excitement into a quick SAND ATTACK headed to the opponent's Honchkrow. That's how he was going to fight from now on, stat-reducing, careful strategies. The opponents moves should never have to hit, and hopefully, Ruby was going to guarantee his beloved pokemon a win. They certainly deserved it. Arrow was modest, but she'd win it for her partner, who was still passed out in her capsule; unconscious in her chamber. "You aren't so silent." He said sarcastically, slight smile spread across his lips. It was fun. This was just what it was like when he fought his father. All for fun...No consequences, no deaths, no guns. That's the way battles were supposed to be. No one was supposed to be shot, no one was supposed to get hurt. It was meant to be safe, and this time, it was. So he was free to be friendly, it was okay to smile. Arrow wasn't aware of such things, apparently. The gardevoir didn't move, only closed her pink eyes, breathing large breaths and eventually heaving rhythmically. This was not cannibalism, she was not consuming any other of her species, and to be exact, she was only eating the dreams of the gligar. She had become an addicted DREAM EATER, suckling the pokemon's hopes and dreams, and pulling them towards her to be consumed. She was refreshed, although she had become a monster in her own right, starving for more food, starving for more fuel to keep herself going. Dreams. Arrow ate the hopes and dreams of little children pokemon, and she would continue to until she felt completely healed. Sadly that was not going to happen. A screeching song made it's way into her ears, filling her head with confusing songs and sounds, making her shudder and cancel the other Dream Eater that she was about to send. Arrow bent, falling down to the ground, writhing in the sheer horror of the Perish Song. Super was smarter, Super was more skillful, and he knew to avoid this evil song. It would be his doom. Quick as a whistle, his claws went to his ears, covering them tightly, preventing any sounds from coming in. That's when he is hit, and he is hit hard. Ruby knew the attack was bound to hit, especially when the Blaziken couldn't hear any sounds of the bird flying towards him. The fire type tumbled back, somersaulting and sliding roughly on the ground. His ears remained covered throughout the mighty fall, as he was a fighter and he would stop at nothing to win. It was then that his claws returned to his sides, as he charged up a mighty FLAMETHROWER and sent it flying at the Honchkrow in retaliation. Ruby couldn't help but let out a glowing smile at the dual type pokemon. Super was strong, and Super would turn this into a win. Ruby was sure of it. And that was when everything changed. Ruby watched her, dumbfounded as she grasps the hem of the shirt. Everything moves slowly now, as she pulls up that shirt, along with her bra, and then- They're big. You can't call him a pervert, what would you notice first when a girl reveals her breasts? Ruby doesn't stare, he only glances for a split second before he turns away, stumbling back, eyes squeezed shut. A disgusting girl. Ruby knew she may have had a chance, in fact, he was actually thinking of saying yes. She was a competent battler and a funny girl, but this-it was plain wild. Pure craziness. It was dirty. It took him all of his willpower to swallow his throw-up. Ruby doesn't have much willpower, and it's quite easy to tell as he opens his mouth wide, and gags, right out on to the floor of the stadium. He'd never seen a girl's breasts before. That was traumatizing. [style=float:left; height:100px; width:100px; border:solid 4px #454545; margin-right:5px;] WORDS: idk TAGS: tik NOTES: lemme just say, I love threading with you so much. [/style] we need the excitement in our lives.

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[nedra]

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Struck by a wave of sand, Honchkrow let out an irritated caw. The bird shook himself, trying to rid himself of the irritating sand. His aim remains straight, the wing attack hitting home- but suddenly there’s heat surrounding him, more than he’d expect simply from contact with another being. A flamethrower singes his feathers, and he darts back up into the sky with an irritated sqwuak. A night shade is cast in his wake, the shadow darting forwards at the Blaziken.

Behind him, Gligar’s been awoken by the roar of the crowd, the chaos that accompanies Nedra’s unorthodox distraction. She’s, admittedly, a bit surprised by how Ruby reacted. She’d expected- expected him to stop to stare, or expected him to startle, maybe even to avert his eyes. But his reaction- it was far more negative than she’d expected, as well as extreme.

There’s a part of her that wants to ask, but no, best not to. She’s normal, there’s nothing wrong with her, she just… she just doesn’t understand certain parts of life, doesn’t understand some things that others seem to take for granted, to have a read on. So she runs with his reaction, letting her shirt drop back down and hissing to her gligar, “X-scissor!”

Gligar’s a bit slower to move than Nedra expects- the dream eater’s drained a good deal of his energy- but he leaps at Arrow, his twin claws flung forward to strike at the Gardevoir.

“Take him out already, Arceus,” because really, this battle’s gone on far too long. Nedra’s used to ambushes, used to hit-and-runs, used to hitting hard and running fast. She doesn’t like the feeling of staying, standing and fighting to the end.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:350px;] Ruby's distracted. She's done it. Ruby was too smart for any of the other tricks, but her idea, although absolutely disgusting, was clever. Ruby had stopped looking at the field completely, and the gligar was easily woken up by the roar from the crowd. Super was fine on his own, he was a competent battler, who had gained practice through intense training. Arrow on the other hand, although strong, was not nearly as decisive while on her own. Although she was a Gardevoir, making decisions quickly had never been her forte. No, she calculated each outcome slowly, picking the best option after intense pondering. So Arrow has given up, but that doesn't mean she won't go out with a bang. Nope, Arrow can get a job done, and that's her only goal now. Not to stay on the battlefield, but to get that Gligar to faint. Ruby can't see her now, he's busy, frantically wiping his face and checking on Super, who had been hit hard before he gagged. Speaking of Super, the Blaziken was doing quite well. He saw the shadow sneak coming, and quickly leapt back, avoiding the harsh attack. But the bird didn't stop there. Super was always one for going above and beyond, and he charges a well-aimed FLAMETHROWER, where the Honchkrow will emerge from his shadowy setting. Of course, this makes Ruby smile, seeing a pokemon work so hard even when things aren't looking good. And things aren't really looking good. By now, Ruby has noticed Arrow, who is awfully weak, and about to accept a strong, super-effective x-scissor. Super will soon be Ruby's only pokemon on the field, and Nedra still has three left, even though her Muk is asleep. He's still proud of her though. Arrow definitely has something up her sleeve. She was intelligent and the Gligar wouldn't expect what's to come from her. In fact, Ruby wouldn't be surprised if her body language was a trick as well, as she was heaving and almost succumbing to her own weight. But she's not. Arrow has almost just collapsed on her own, she's tired and worn and hurt and- she can't stay conscious for too much longer. The theory is proved when the Gligar collides with her roughly on her chest, striking the same place as he had much earlier in the battle. The Gardevoir's eyes flash as she falls; just as elegantly as she had come. And as she goes, Her eyes narrow as she squeezes everything she has left, in to one, unexpected PSYCHIC. And then she falls like her pink partner had, and gives in to the inevitable blackness that awaits her. Although Ruby does, Super doesn't watch her faint. He knows better. He knows much better, actually. The Blaziken is already sporting a wild grin; he hasn't had this much fun in weeks. SAND ATTACK is the move he chooses, sent straight at the Honchkrow. Super needs to be agile, but instead he's using a similar strategy. Bad accuracy is a terrible quality, and Super wants to make sure he's hit very few times. That can guarantee his survival in this battle. Ruby hasn't given up. Super is strong and decisive, and he'll stop at nothing to win. Hopefully a comeback is in store. [style=float:left; height:100px; width:100px; border:solid 4px #454545; margin-right:5px;] WORDS: idk TAGS: tik NOTES: and there goes arrow. [/style] we need the excitement in our lives.

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