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Post by Feather on Jan 6, 2008 14:35:35 GMT 10
That thing had been so itchy! Romeo thought to himself as he stared hatefully ay the ong vinyl lab coat that been uncermoniusly stuffed in the garbage can by Romeo himself. That thing had been horrible! Itchy, and not to mention it made him sweaty! What had the fashion genius been doing in his family's beloved lab may you ask? Looking at his father's prized catch, one that had been brought in by Jack. A little moody pokemon called Emurit, the only interesting about it had been the fact that it was pink! Although his father had said it was a it, the long lashed eyes obviously belonged to a female. His dad acked common sense, every book he read seemed to take more of it away.
Fuming. That's what Romeo was doing, they still thought he was stupid. They had jsut got done milking him for information, why not milk York. After Jack had bought him a 'Get out of Headquarters for Free card' he hadn't come home. In fact him and tat Totodile had been lounging out on Route Two and near vhenkil town supposedly researching a small lab nearby, although Romeo was pretty sure the only small building there was the new cntest hall, and since he had watched the opening he was pretty sure there were nothing resembling a white lab coat in there.
With a sigh he threw a pokeball from his side out, and towards the surf. Where the emerging pokemon batted it right back to him. Romeo caught it in his hand without a sign of effort. The Slowpoke now ambled along behind him as he made his way to the ferry dock. His white dipped tail waving slowly behind him, like a flag of surrender. Of course Luvi wasn't the type to surrender, in fact he didn't believe in the word. Surrendering was supid, especially in contests when you didn't get hurt when you finally lost.
Romeo pulled his shades down. Luvi and him hadn't traiend in a while, there was just no one who liked beauty as much as him. Everyone else here liked battle. Romeo wasn't narcisstic he just loved anythign beautiful, including himself. Of course he also loved Luvi, his only buddy and pal.
"Luvi, up for some fun?" Looking down towards the white sanded beach he smiled. There had to be something to do down there. Anyone, at least one on one battle. Although after the heated lights of the lab a swim would be nice. Grabbing Luvi's tail Romeo started pulling the lsowpoke down towards the water, commenting on hwo excited he looked, of course he could tell how excited he looked, to everyone else Luvi always had the same idiotic look on his face. That was how Slowpoke's looked of course.
Looking up once more as he reached the surf Romeo removed his boots and laid them on the beach.
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Post by XO on Jan 6, 2008 21:08:34 GMT 10
Free again! Oh, how lovely it was to be on the outside of the cold prison walls! Indeed, Leo couldn’t have imagined a better feeling than this. Actually, no, he could think of a better one: finally getting his sweet, bloody revenge on that bitch Aubre. That sounded a whole mess better than the dumb things he was thinking a few seconds ago. A devious smile crept onto the ‘morph’s lips as the idea of his revenge soon turned into a feature-length film playing out before him on the big screen in his head. Oh yeah, that was good. Her crimson blood gushed forth from her severed veins, the brat’s body jerked in violent, unnatural motions, the sound of her bones shattering into splinters echoed throughout the area. Oh, what a lovely sound, that symphony of slaughter! Her flesh was shredded, pieces of it sticking to his razor-blade claws, blood was splattered onto his face, eventually reaching his tongue where it stained it a wondrously bright red, the very taste of it coppery and tangy. Hush now! Shh, shh! Here comes the best part! Her pitiful, high-pitched cries for mercy, for him to simply kill her right now where she lay filled his ears, sending shivers down his spine as he dragged a fresh blade across her throat, missing every vital vein and artery there, yet shredding every other bit of its once lovely, smooth flesh. Salty tears ran down the dying girl’s cheeks, rushing out from her wide, fearful eyes faster than the swiftest raging river. Soft sobs drifted out from between her slightly parted, sliced and diced lips, and there sat Leo, cradling the young woman’s failing body, gentleness’ mask pressed firmly against his face. “Shhh, shhh, my darling, Aubre. Everything’s alright now.” He would say to her, his voice but a whisper carried on a silent passing breeze. “You shouldn’t have beaten me back at the Academy, my dear. See what taking victory from me, Leo Altair, got you? Horrible fate, I must say, but now at least I can live happily.” A sickening cackle would pierce the red-misted air for a moment, and then all would fall silent again—even Aubre’s sobbing would cease. His eyes would stare cruelly into hers, a fanged grin dancing upon his bloodied lips. “Buh-bai, bitch!” A blade. A swift cut. A crazed, haunting screech. Silence. He would stand slowly, his body positioned triumphantly over that of the girl’s, his head-blade held loosely in his hand. Bending over for but a moment, he took his prize from the limp figure: her eyes. He would shove them into a special jar, one labeled especially for her, and for her only. His life’s mission had been accomplished, and now all there was left in the world to do was to take out every last damned Water and Fighting-Type trainer on the planet. According to his calculations, that should take a very, very, very long time. The psychotic bastard wouldn’t have it any other way.
His fantasy would have continued had he not run into some random person on the beach who just so happened to be traveling in his chosen path of direction. Stupid person, didn’t he realize that Leo Altair was walking here? Jerk. The man’s eyes snapped open to reveal angry emerald orbs, and when they did, he noticed exactly who the person was. It was that stupid spy for Pravus. Romayo, was it? Or something to that effect. Whatever his name may be, Leo couldn’t have cared less. For all he knew, this guy had been following him around or something, wondering what this disobedient Grunt had been doing away from Headquarters. Pfft, punk-ass spy. No matter, though. Leo could handle himself out here if things got a bit out of hand. After all, how much more perfect could it be to have the ocean right next to you so that you can throw a dead body into it? Pretty perfect, actually. Regaining his posture, the murderer stared down the boy and tapped the side of his body, chains jingling softly in response to his movements. “Watch where you’re going, dumbass. Next time, I’ll be sure shove these beauties into you.” His fist flew up in front of the boy’s face, retractable blades flying out and getting dangerously close to his skin (granted that he didn’t pull away already). Taking his hand away, Leo moved his hand up to hair to fix it. Dumb boy caused him to move to quickly and shifted his gorgeous white hair out of place. A minute later, the Absol Pokemorph seemed satisfied with his hair’s position and moved his hand down to his hip where a string of four Pokeballs rest in a dull chain belt. A split second later, his eyes caught a glimpse of the Slowpoke at the man’s side. Something inside of his body began to boil—probably blood, but it was hard to tell, he didn’t have x-ray vision, after all. Stroking the capture devices, Leo parted his lips slightly, running his tongue across his bloodstained fangs. “Say boy, here’s what I’ll do for ya: battle me, and I promise I won’t kill ya just yet. Just one Pokemon, though. I don’t want you to go home crying too much now.” A grin crept onto his lips as a mental pen scratched the spy’s image into his memory; he’d be sure to get him at a later date if he decided to accept the challenge, oh, yes he would. For now, he’d kick his ass in a battle with Narciss. Speaking of his lovely she-devil, he decided to let her out a bit early and gently pressed the button on her ‘home’. In a bright, pure white light, the Houndoom appeared, her demon tail lashing wildly behind her. She knew that she only came out for a battle, and there hadn’t been one for quite some time. A loud, evocative howl burst from her throat and into the air, further pressing the challenge to the dumb water-beast that was this boy’s so-called ‘best friend’. < C’mon, retard. Think you can handle me? >
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Post by Feather on Jan 7, 2008 5:23:50 GMT 10
(I have to make him a bag later on.) Romeo had heard the sand shifting behind him. So he knew Leo was coming, yet turning around an acknowledging him made him look nervous. Which he wasn't. Behind his glasses both of his red eyes were closed. just by the sound of his voice and the way he spoke Romeo could tell that this fellow was loony, stark raving mad. While in most places a mad person being out of a padded cell, and threatening you was a rare experience, at Pravus it was nothing new. Especially when you worked in the lab, many of the humans in there had pokeon DNA and hadn't been strong enough to handle it. Leo? This loony had been like that when he got here, nothing new. Seeing the nine inch claws in front of his face didn't send him screaming. In fact Romeo had seen things longer then that in the lab, needles and syringes to be exact. "You missed a hair. More like a clump of it." Clean freak? Of course, or a narcissist. Romeo was nothing like that. Wasting time fixing his wonderful hair no! Although his glasses had slid off his nose. Reaching up a calm hand he steadied the glasses back where they belonged. If one acted like prey around delusional, but dangerous creatures thats what you ended up. No point in saying he had been at the beach first. Walking around Leo he slid his feet back into their black polishes boots, ignoring the sand under-toe. Leaning down, but still keeping his eyes on Leo he stood back up brushing the sand off his jeans.
Luvi looked up at the Houndoom, blinking his white eyes. She was basically a bag of hot air, nothing new. Of course she did fell she had the right to insult him, really Luvi didn't care. <I was not built for battle my dear Houndoom. Nope I wasn't. Contests were what I was raised for.> Manners!? The Slowpoke wasn't a complete idiot!? Amazing. In fact Luvi had picked up a varied vocabulary with all the time he had spent in the lab when he was younger, and for all he knew so had Romeo, even though on stage he did talk like a old play writer, e didn't show it outside of battle. Speaking like a nerd was never in fashion as he put it. Although speaking like someone from a medieval play was, and according to Romeo all the girls found it sexy. Of course Luvi knew that everything Romeo did Romeo thought was sexy. Yes, that probably included how he beded down and tied his shoelaces. The Slowpokes tail waved back and forth behind him. Opening his mouth he let out a bg yawn and plopped down on the sand. It wasn't that he was being rude, no he just couldn't have ignored his urge to yawn. Well in fact it was more of a preemptive strike before battle then anything.
Rome pulled his glasses down and glanced at Luvi , who nodded as expected. "We usually don't battle just so you know.Besides I do have a whole two hours before the ferry leaves." A entire TWO hours before he could forget this island and go back to blackmailing on his own. Of course he wasn't going to attack first, and this guy rumoredly didn't like to lose, nor did he like water Pokemon. Well there were already two strikes against poor Luvi. Lose? Well look at the type advantage, if you ignored the fact that dark was Luvi's psychic halfs weakness then he had this in the bag. Of course just ignoring it didn't make it go away. Romeo closed his eyes, admitting that he usually didn't battle wasn't the same as admitting that he didn't know HOW to battle. Over all he prefered contests ,where beauty was valued much higher then anthing else. At home eveyone had ignored how pretty he was. They were to busy watching bubbling test tubes and five eyed pokemon prance around.
Also did you wonder why Romeo didn't flinch? Even if his dad hated him he wouldn't have just left him hanging out on the beach and bleeding to death. Even if he was grouchy he was a much better father then that. Did he really belive that? Even though his generally posture was calm and relaxed, the sweaty palms of Romeo's hands, and the clenching of his right fist stated otherwise. more then likely his father would throw a party as soon as his funeral was over if he died. So no doubt he wouldn't help him, he was just a little lab rat after all. His pokemon was a failed experiment to make a telekinetic Pokemorph who coukd control water with his mind,and Romeo(Julian)was just a moron who wanted to prance his pkemon around in costumes and sing. So maybe he did have a right to be nervous. Didn't mean he was going to show the fact that he was nervous to anyone but himself. If he knew it that was bad enough, one of the hardest people to lie to is yourself after all.
So who was up first? The Psychotic nutcase or him? Frankly he'd let the nutcase go first, at least give him a feelig of dominance, which was what he wanted. If it wasn't for his bloodlust tis fellow would have made a excellent corrdinator, oh and maybe his pyro addictions didn't help his chances.
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Post by XO on Jan 27, 2008 15:36:24 GMT 10
Missed a hair? Shit! The words shot into his ears like bullets and his fingers moved just as quickly. How could he have missed one? How? His things digits swiftly moved about on top of his head, searching for the stray hair that he had supposedly missed. A moment later, he’d discovered there was no missed hair, and his emerald eyes narrowed at the man standing before him. The corner of his lips rose to reveal blood-stained fangs, a light wisp of air slipping past in a silent grunt. “Boy, don’t toy with me.” A low rumble formed within the ‘morph’s throat as he carefully eyed the pretty boy before him. His blades slid noiselessly back into his body as he lowered his hands to his chain belt, looping his fingers so that they might be tangled in the bright metal strings. Glancing down at Narciss, Leo tapped her side with his foot, motioning that she ought to be battle ready by now. “Since you have so much time, boy, we’ll entertain you. Now, let’s start.” A sly grin spread across the man’s face, the scent of blood flowing into his nose before it had even been drawn.
“Go.” With that, the Houndoom lifted her head and raised her muzzle to the sky, a haunting howl echoing over the land. But this time, it wasn’t to intimidate her opponent; no, instead it was an actual attack—Beat Up, to be exact. In a literal flash, Nariko had appeared at Narciss’ side, her eyes a bit wide from being summoned so suddenly. [ Let’s go, Nariko! ] Looking at her partner, the Manetric nodded and darted off in Luvi’s direction, a smile planted on her lips. [ Hiya! I’m Nariko, and I’m going to beat you up! ] Sweet, loveable child. As she ran toward the Slowpoke, Nariko let loose a wicked bolt of lightning [ Thunderbolt ] at him, an innocent smile still dancing upon her lips. Following the creature directly behind was Narciss, her mouth filled with a raging fire. Nariko took a sharp turn away from her target and hoped that her attack hit, but more importantly, she didn’t want to be caught in the Houndoom’s attack. The stream of fire blasted past Nariko’s body just barely. [ Watch out, Narciss! You almost hit me! ] The Houndoom didn’t even care to look at the electric beast, her focuses were on that damned Slowpoke. The Manetric sighed lightly before turning on her heels to dart in Luvi’s direction once again, her body alight with a white light. [ Narciss, jump! ] The Houndoom obeyed and leapt off of her back and high into the air and away from her, knowing fully well what the girl was going to do. Moments later, a wave of electricity flowed in the area in all directions. [ Shock Wave ] Narciss landed deftly on her paws and began to jog around, prepared to dodge any attack that the Slowpoke might throw at them. Nariko followed suit and awaited the creature to make his move.
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Post by Feather on Jan 27, 2008 16:16:11 GMT 10
There had been a hair out of place, maybe he wanted it like that? Well no need to start him barking. "Wouldn't dream of it." In fact he doubted anyone would dream of messing with this guy. If they did picture it while they slept it would likely be a dream filled with glowing green eyes, blood, and fire, lots of fire and blood. Likely enough to fill a entire olympic sized swimming pool. No doubt he'd find somewhere else to pull all that blood from. Usually it took more then eight liters to fill a swimming pool, and that was all the human body supplied, by natural means anywho.
Nodding Romeo said what he thought was approipate. 'I would thank you--but--well..I won't." Thanking him would likely inflate his ego even more. It was basically steaming out of his ears as was, or was that a utter infatuation with himself. Lifting a hand to the side of his head he removed a clump of hair that had falen ontop of his line of vision to a open space behind his ear. As if he was ordering a hamburger and fries, with a cheery mile on his face, he ordered a attack. "Double team...then confusion." If Double Team wasn't confusing enough.
<Alright. You can try.> Even though all the Slowpoke's mouths moved in unison the sound only came from the south, behind Nariko. Eyes flaring a brilliant blue he let loose a string of confusions. Spreading out as the double teams expanded. Most of the attacks were diffused into the ground with the expansions. A bright burn erupted in the Slowpoke's chest as the Flamethrower took hold.
The Shockwave on the other hand left a sour taste in the Slowpoke's mouth. yet as dogged as ever the well mannered Slowpoke brought himself back up to his feet. They wanted to try and dodge while hitting him with high accuracy attacks?They could be his guest! Of course he'd get in a hit or two, and after this he'd love to see that little fuzzy thunder demon use a shockwave, that Houndoom would kill her. Opening his mouth and letting out a sound much like a roar he reared up on his hind legs. Where had the polite little beast gotten that much power in his lungs, lots and lots of training.
The Surf's power was aided by the already rising tide. The attack was first shown as a retraction of the ocean, one that showed the bone white and of the beach, the bone analogy causing Romeo to shiver at the thought. "Thanks. Although that was my job Luvi dear." Reaching in his backpocket he pulled out a, knife, gun?, no it was a white umbrella. With a click it furled open, and was moved over his hair, before all hell broke loose.
The wav crashed into the beach, and hopefully on the two dog types. For a few minutes the only sound heard was the whoosh of water, and of dripping clothes,Romeo's. When the water disappeared, leaving the sand grey, Luvi was sitting right there in the middle of it all, and for all appearences seemed to have dozed off. No taunting LUVI!Now I look bad.
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Post by XO on Jan 27, 2008 16:59:26 GMT 10
All of the little Slowpokes around Nariko made her eyes cross for a good while until Leo’s voice burst into her ears, causing her to snap back into reality and start to sprint away. The confusion attack had landed nearly fully on Nariko’s body, but lucky for her she was granted with quicker feet than a stupid Slowpoke. Darting away with the attack hardly hitting her on her back end, the Manetric didn’t dare look back as her body sparked once more. Luvi’s attack, however, had caused her to look control of her legs for a brief moment, sending her into a forward tumble and losing reign over her sparking attack. Narciss growled her disapproval at her partner’s clumsiness and darted toward the Slowpoke herself as the copies began to dissipate. < Gah, you’re an idiot, Nariko! Get up and help already! > The Houndoom’s eyes widened as she saw the stupid water beast rise onto his hind legs and ‘roar’. The damn ocean was lifting up! Knowing what was coming, Narciss fled into her Pokeball as Leo scrambled up a tree to avoid the wave. There was no way in Hell he’d be getting his perfect hair all fucked up over a battle! As the wave crashed into the beach, Nariko was left there, curled in a ball and ready to take the attack head-on. Instead of doing nothing, however, she allowed herself to launch a [ Thunder ] attack while the water hit and washed her back. Her claws dug into the sand, but that didn’t help very much. When the wave had subsided, she noticed that the Slowpoke was sleeping on the ground. Now why was he doing that? For the time being, she couldn’t have cared less and stumbled to get up and out of the sand that had buried her bottom half. The attack hadn’t done too much damage to her other than knocking her back and hurting her body a bit. Making her way out of the sand trap completely, Nariko stood her ground and, upon further shouts from an angry Leo sliding down and out of the tree, launched a second [ Thunderbolt ] at Luvi’s sleeping form. < Could you please faint now, sir? > She was honestly getting bored of this battle and she knew as well as anyone else that water was weak against electricity and she thought the fight pointless and a waste of her time.
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Post by Feather on Jan 27, 2008 17:20:28 GMT 10
"Ice beam, deflect it." Romeo's voice rang out. His eyes already defeated, there went another pair of pants, and perfectly good clothes. Te shoes weren't even waterproof. That was the next thing that went on his list, and maybe a pair of sneakers for running around on the beach, and in nasty places like that swamp. Although he had to admit that the sand, and marsh mud had done wonders for his complexion. Luvi was still pink, although after the mud had fallen off his tail seemed white, although his mouth had been glued shut, not by Romeo of course~.
At the order the Slowpoke sprang up, albeit groggily. Of course Luvi being how he was didn't understand that his trainer had one place he didn't want to deflect it. But what did the Slowpoke do. Twisting his head to the right he sent the Thunder back, as little ice shards, at Nariko. This was followed by a rather loud yawn. It was both a sign of his boredness, and a attack. <I would doll. But I do like a battle now and again, can psycho over there understand you?> The second thunder stopped any further conversation the Slowpoke had been wishing to have.
The Thunder crystallized the sand under foot, and this time the Slowpoke dove to the side. Resisting the urge to giggle at the psycho currently ran up a tree. Although he did have to admit that his trainer dancing about and twirling his umbrella was pretty close to having him on the ground. Yet what kind of a gentleman would he be if he busted out laughing? None at all, that's what he would be. So laughing would have to wait. Until that psycho was out of earshot. <Will you please quit trying to fry me! I request it.> Well it was worth a shot.
All Romeo needed was a pair of rain-boots and he would BE a little child dancing through rain puddles. If you minused the electricity crackling across the sky, the pyro of trainer, and of course the fact that he was almost 17 years old. You also had to forget about the speedboat, beeping its horn nearby. Wait a minute-- A speedboat!? As long as it wasn't red, then it was likely some stupid trainer, a curious one. One that would likely be murdered before any news of Pravus reached the stupid police, the paid off police mind you.
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Post by XO on Jan 30, 2008 20:53:08 GMT 10
Ack! Nariko hadn’t expected the Slowpoke to actually send her attack right back at her, but thinking quickly on her feet she was able to dodge the worst of it by diving off to the right; sadly she caught a few of them in her rear end and yelped loudly. Ignoring whatever her opponent had to say, the Manetric turned her eyes on her trainer briefly before darting swiftly in Luvi’s direction. < Oww! Ohh, Leo! Eyes shut, eyes shut, eyes shut! > The ‘morph could understand broken parts of her “Poke’speech”, so she hoped that he’d catch at least one of the ‘eyes’ and one of the ‘shut’s. Praying hard that he did, Nariko let loose three consecutive [ Flash ] attacks as the ran, bright white lights emitting from her body as electricity danced around her. Hopefully that would distract the Slowpoke long enough as she turned deftly on her heels and then began to rush at his side, her jaws opened and sparking madly with powerful volts of energy. She lifted off of the ground slightly and jumped at Luvi’s neck in an attempt to use [ Thunder Fang ]. If she could, she’d latch on and cling for dear life.
Leo had taken a good hit from the Flash attack, but as soon as one went, he closed his eyes and turned away. “Give me a better warning next time, you idiot!” Another white flash and Leo covered his eyes again, but this wasn’t one of Nariko’s attacks; it was Narciss popping out of her ball once again. Cautiously she glanced around, making sure that there weren’t any giant waves coming at her like before. Satisfied with her look-around, the Houndoom dashed away from the psychotic man she’d come to love and rushed Luvi with her mouth alight with blazing flames. A second [ Flamethrower ] found itself streaming down toward the Slowpoke’s side and continued until she felt she was close enough to use her own [ Fire Fang ] along with Nariko’s Thunder Fang. Leaping at the foe, she held her jaws open wide and burning with a passionate flame. However, both creatures were fully prepared to land without harm should the Slowpoke somehow manage to get away from them. They highly doubted it.
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Post by Feather on Feb 2, 2008 11:26:51 GMT 10
(942--1313words so far/...) Romeo knew trouble for his dear friend when he saw it. Best to bear it. The spots from the flash attacks still danced in front of his eyes, and this was with glasses on!Hopefully Luvi wouldn't be to incapaciated to hear him! "Luvi--stay!" Or had enough common sense to shut his eyes, since Leo wasn't stumbling around it was obvious he had some kind of a warning, stupid morphs always had the advantage!They could understand some of the pokemon;s speech, thus giving them the advantage. Blinking his eyes a few times he managed to make out the form of his Slowpoke, the only pokemon there who was staggering about. Poor fellow. Well he did have to admit it was about time he met someone who cheated worse then he did.
The Slowpoke nodded. His ears perked for the second command that usually followed Stay! This was one of his favorites. "Shield buddy." The Slowpoke felt pinpricks of pain, then he swam off into a quick nap. Of course before this nap he did feel the incredible urge to yawn, and during his nap he let out a snore, except his was more of a bubble, whose damage didn't take effect until after it popped. Opening his eyes slowly he realized that these two mutts were quite clingy. Blech. Cntests rarely had clingy pokemon taking part, how he hated little bastards that did nothing but cling~! Not to mention the rests effect of restoration had been paused by these tow idiots hanging on. Of course it was that Manectric who was the real pain.
Not needing a order for a non attack from his trainer, he brought his tail around in a arc, the thing wieghed quite a bit, maybe enough to get rid of these nuisances. Yet Luvi knew something, out of the corner of his eye, he could see the ferry boat, it was still at the side of the slnad, but was just sitting there. Yet it was off, and if they didn't hurry the stupid driver would find some girl to flirt with, and then they were screwd!Romeo as still thought off by his father as too stupid to go out and about on his own. Of course he hadn't done anything to stop it..yet.
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Post by XO on Feb 24, 2008 14:40:43 GMT 10
Still latched on to the Slowpoke, both Narciss and Nariko did their best to continue clinging to the creature, both of them sending blazing fires and hot electricity into him at maximum power. As soon as the Snore attack was loosed, both canines flew off, trying their best to get away from the strange bubble that popped in their faces. Damn that stupid attack! Narciss and Nariko darted away from the pink thing, their eyes ablaze with anger. After about three seconds of sprinting away, their dug their heels into the sand and used it to help them turn swiftly once more to face Luvi. Though a bit tired, they pressed on, far too stubborn and proud to quit now. Their mouths opened wide, Narciss’ with a passionate, hot flame, and Nariko’s body sparked with a loud, crackling stream of electricity. Soon enough, Narciss loosed a powerful [ Flamethrower ] attack, followed quickly by a [ Thunderbolt ] from Nariko. < Nariko, get out of the way! > The Houndoom called out to her moron of a battle partner. The Manectric obeyed without hesitation and clambered up the nearest tree and waited until Narciss was done with whatever it was she had planned for the Slowpoke. Her body continued to push out a massive flame at the Slowpoke’s body wherever he might be running (walking, really) as her body pulsed slowly. A shadow-like substance hovered around her figure, slowly spreading at first, but in an instance had shot out like a Shock Wave. Twice she performed the [ Dark Pulse ] before she ended it and her Flamethrower combo. From her spot in the tree, Nariko sparked once more before loosing a loud ‘crack’ sound as her [ Thunder ] attack launched itself toward Luvi. Still watching the scene from his chosen spot next to a tree, Leo turned his eyes to Romeo before smirking lightly. Poor fool. His Pokemon was so useless in battle.
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Post by Feather on Feb 25, 2008 9:41:35 GMT 10
Romeo watched as the pair jumped out of the way. Even though his face remained a calm visage he realized something, even if i seemed like Leo was cheating he had a fair chance in the begging. along with that he really needed another pokemon, a pretty one of course, bthat brought a little more awe with it then the usually lazy lump of his partner, Luvi. Running one hand through his hair he allowed Luvi one more go. "Surf, quelch that damned flamethrower." Of course that left him open for the thunder attack, but with two against one Luvi was in over his head, and he wasn't stupid. Luvi jumped back from the underbolt, and nodded towards his hesitant trainer, the surf was on its way.
They didn't battle much, especially when the odds were this unfair. Casting a sidelong glance at the water Romeo sighed. He didn't even bother to pull out his pretty pink umbrella as the wave crashed into the shore. When it receded there was nothing where Luvi had been. There was Romeo of course, shaking his hair like a dog, and depressed that he hadn't waterproofed it earlier. Of course he was one of the few people that made wet look good. Leo might have been able to pull it off, but he seemed to dislike it more then any cat. So he couldn't that was one point for Romeo. Luvi's whereabouts were uncertain for a mere second, until one glanced at the objwect in Romeo's hand. "Nice job--cheating or not." With a offhanded wave Romeo turned back towards the boat. Which now had a blonde headed woman leaning beside it, even from this distance the amount of clotheing, which was very little was obvious. Growling Romeo started waking that way. Glad for once he didn't have to wait for Luvi.
"Adieu Leo. Have fun when looking in the mirror." While to msot people that farewell was odd it was somethign romeo sepnt mst of his time doing. ow he needed to find a new pokemon--someone else to break the monotony of the ever polite and tactful Luvi. The woman walked away from the boat, hsaking her head, good. That meant he had a ride home--of course it might have helped that he had just sent the driver's pocket cellphone ringing. "Jerome ---back to Tenta if you do please." Not that the driver did.
Besides ROmeo hadn't even arrived near the docks, used to walking with dry clothes and at Luvi's pace it was rather hard not to slack off.
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