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Post by Brynn on Feb 3, 2008 7:27:26 GMT 10
The scratch attack landed and he cried out at the pain of the three claws raking down his face. "Thas howitz gonna be then?" His momma said as he tossed his head and pawed the hard, compacted dirt below in readiness. The path they were on was a fair size, wide enough for a car at least. He felt sure he had enough room to maneuver. <My first real battle! Momma's gonna be so proud of me when I win! And I will! She won't treat me like a baby after this!> He thought excitedly to himself as he practically pranced in excitement. <I'm younger and stronger then you are!> He snorted at the small cat pokemon as his developing muscles rippled under his clean, shining and dry fur. <Neener, neener!> "A'right, enough o' that! Brat, Tail Whip." He surged forward for a few steps before spinning on his hindlegs and lashing at meowths face with his three tails.
The meowths Scratch attack had landed and Brat had half-reared in pain and surprise, Fuzz winced in sympathy, he know how much those claws could hurt. <Brynn's doing the same thing she did in my battle with the rattata, she's weakening meowth first.> Spud spoke up from his position beside Brynn. He looked down and jumped from Brynn's shoulder to join his friend on the ground as Brat began taunting the agitated cat. <She'll rip him apart if she ever gets her claws into him.> He thought as he assumed a comfortable position beside his friend.<Meowth's attacks will stay strong though. It'll only work if Brat can avoid those claws long enough for it to be effective.> He told Spud, who shook his head. <Brat knows Rage, that'll make up the difference.> Spud said with certainty as Brat spun to deliver his Tail Whip.
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Post by Feather on Feb 4, 2008 10:08:11 GMT 10
The Meowth did nothing but hop back from the bull, and glare at the inquiring trainer. Humans. <Less intelligent I can see.> A baby? The baby was the hard way, if this was hard then what was the easy way? A egg? This human really needed to think before she did stupid things. How old was this thing? A week? A lab pokemon fresh out of the egg had more intelligence. Standing up to her full height she blinked as the Tauros came at her with a tail whip. One hit--two hit--GRAB! The tails did no damage, but being slapped by the smelly things was quite embarrassing. Defense lowering. Of course it didn't leave her tired, it mostly just left her with a bit of red in her cheeks. Even before the attack was halfway over she was rearing to get at this moving hunk of smell.
So she decided to make it a little less embarrassing. Reaching out one sharp clawed paw, she grabbed for the third tail, and pulled. This was followed by a loud, and vicious growl. <You are so stupid. Listening to a human that smells worse then you do.> Not to mention she wanted a barb comment or two to reach his ears, numb skulled creature. Letting go of the nasty back end appendage she backed up. Three steps should do it. Running forward, she stopped a good two feet from the Tauros and leaped. Her claws going for his ugly fat head, block headed and stupid.
The comments of the peanut gallery did not go unheard by the meowth. The meowth still dripping water. <You think so? I don't. Now please shut your dry traps, before I lace them up with my claws.> She wouldn't' actually do that of course. It was a good idea to let them think she would though. They were messing up her concentration.
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Post by Brynn on Feb 15, 2008 13:15:40 GMT 10
The meowth moved to quick for Brat to follow, forcing her to suppress the urge to groan and shake her head in exasperation. "I've halfa mind ta pull 'im out an' send out Spud. Brat's not takin' this seriously, he's bein' stupid." She thought as the meowth vaulted over Brat's rump toward his head. Brat bellowed in pain as meowths' claws dug into his face. He tossed his head in all directions, trying to dislodge the cat-scratch pokemon. She let this continue for a moment, as an object lesson. Feeling he'd learned not to take battles so lightly, she finally called a command. "Brat, Rage." The response was immediate, Brat froze as a thin aura of pure fury outlined his form and, somehow, his bellows became louder as his attack power jumped. She was pretty sure that the rays of the sun bouncing off her glasses were making her see strange things, like the perception that Brat's muscles had visibly grown.
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Fuzz was cringing behind him, and he was hard pressed to not cringe behind Brynn. Neither of them had ever seen a Rage in action before, the sheer power leaking from their 'nephew' was downright scary. He settled for staying close and occasionally nuzzling her leg. <Like you'd ever get near us.> He grumbled in response to meowth's threat before he paled in realization that he'd spoken his thoughts out loud. Fuzz was looking at him incredulously, no doubt also wondering what he thought he was doing. <Uncle Spud sure told you!> Brat jeered, though his voice was laced with pain. He'd stopped in his tracks to allow the power of Rage to flow through his body.
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Post by Feather on Feb 15, 2008 13:27:13 GMT 10
(IS he attacking..or is he just using the effect of rage?)
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Post by Brynn on Feb 15, 2008 21:45:14 GMT 10
(No, just using the effect.)
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Post by Feather on Feb 20, 2008 6:24:40 GMT 10
(I completely forgot o o; sorry!) The meowth slid back a few paces as he hit the ground. Whatever that was she didn't like the smell of it. Not to mention she was now more then a little afraid to go near him. Her claws still swung lazily by her side, and her golden eyes watched the bunching muscles of the Tauros, waiting for a sign of attack. Anything at all. Supposedly rage did soemthign with your attack, so the Meowth combatted it by letting out a quiet, if not hesitant growl.
The jibes of the peaunt gallery caused the Meowth to twirl and face Fuzz and Spud. Really now? That stupid Bulbasaur had spoken much to soon. There was now a way for her to gain back face. She had lost it by backing up, and she didn't really want to take her chances on something with muscles like thata, at least until she knew what a rage was. <Uncle Spud?> uncle?Was the Tauros blind? She remembered the stumblign Sentret she used to watch stumble about bumping into things; it had been fun to watch, he had a excuse to think he was related to the Tauros. But the Bulbasaur?
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Post by Brynn on Feb 28, 2008 12:01:40 GMT 10
(I know well the interference capabilities of RL...)
<Yeah! They're my uncles! Gotta problem with that puss?> Brats' tone was all testosterone as he gave a quick toss of his head and pawed the ground, practically daring her to make his day. On the sidelines, Spud gave a light chuckle. <You should know as well as any pokemon that anyone close to a herd pokemon like Brat is family.> Spuds' grin became downright cheeky as his confidence in their familial structure according to Brat grew. <Me and Fuzz are uncles, and Brynn,> He nodded to his trainer. <is mama.> There was a pause as he let that sink in. Then he winked. <In fact if Brynn catches you, you'd become Auntie.>
Brynn wished she knew what they were saying, because she was fairly certain the meowth was looking quite stunned. It'd been a while since she'd been close enough to a meowth to see an expression though, and some of them were so aloof they were really hard to read. Brat was looking smug though, and proud at whatever Spud was saying. However, the battle was still on. "A'right Brat." Maybe she wasn't seeing things, maybe Brat's muscles were growing. Didn't that one book say something about Rage and hormones ...? "Tackle 'er now." She looked down. Fuzz was slowly emerging from his hiding spot; and Spud ... Spud had that look she was starting to recognise as him being either shameless or clever ... Brat surged forward.
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Post by Feather on Feb 28, 2008 12:35:46 GMT 10
The Meowth narrowed his eyes as the Tauros spoke. Cheeky little brat! Even though she was backing off didn't mean she wouldn't defend herself. Finding her tongue again she tuanted back, not one to be outdone. <Depends if you have a problem you lazy grazer.> Not her best one yet, but the Tauros' tone of voice was different from before. Not to mention she was still a bit hesitant about attacking the rage had a effect, that much was obvious. It was so tangible she could almost smell it. She had now stepped her steady progress backwards, letting out another growl as the Peanut gallery thought it fit to speak again. Both sets of claws were out, and now over her face.
Most of their words went over her head. Of course the word aunt almost cuased her to take her eyes of of Brat. Which was likely te result the pair wanted. Of course she had to say someting back. <I really don't think so.> If this ugly mug ever thought about calling her aunt she would rip some of those studs out. Starting with the one on his forehead. That would be nice, not like he'd bleed after all. Then she heard the pounding of hooves. Followed by the tackle. With a loud pitched screech she rolled head over heels. Jumping back up, se ran towards the Tauros, and vaulted. Then lashed out with both paws, 'once, twice and thrice'. One very angry attack of course, and not a string of three of them.
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Post by Brynn on Feb 29, 2008 10:49:29 GMT 10
Reflexively, Brat jerked back at the sight of those flashing claws and nearly stumbled over his own hooves. Brynn knew that as Brat got older and more experienced such instinctive knee-jerk reactions would all but vanish. Until then ... The attack hit despite the instinctive back-pedaling, and another surge of testosterone roared through Brat, increasing his attack yet again. He reared, hooves flailing. "Tackle." At ten yards away, through the soles of her sneakers, Brynn felt the ground shake as Brat crashed to the earth from his rear and charged forward, snorting. Spud and Fuzz lost their footing from the tremor, but it remained to be seen if the meowth had felt it.
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Post by Feather on Mar 1, 2008 3:53:22 GMT 10
The meowth smirked when she felt claws bite flesh. That was good, a change of luck, her knees were shaking slightly. Not out of fear, but by standing on the balls of her toes for so long, ready to dodge to the side if the Tauros charged. Of course now she was on the flts of her paws, claws at the side, and jumping bak as the Tauros took it in his mind to reel. Or was that a reflex, had he not done that on purpose? She really didn't care at the moment. At such a close range this was rather hard to dodge, so she did one of the few thigs she could do. Pulling out her claws she dropped to the ground, nad jumped, towards the tauros, and luckily rolled through his front legs at out his right side. She rose back to her feet--trembling. That had been terrifying! This thing was huge! So what if it as a lwoer level? Size still affected battle, especially in physical contests.
This was a damn physical contes. The Meowth stumbled, the vibrations still rattled the grounds, that would have hurt!DAMN!
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Post by Brynn on Mar 8, 2008 12:13:50 GMT 10
(don't forget about route 8, k?)
Spud blinked, was it just him or was the meowth looking rather frazzled? "Good job Brat." Brynn called from beside him. He blinked again, was that actual emotion he heard in her voice? "Go for a tackle, full speed." It was! Brynn was actually emoting a bit! This had to be rewarded for sure; so as Brat reared and surged toward meowth Spud pawed lightly at Brynn's pant leg. When his trainer looked down to see what he wanted he stepped up so his front feet were on her dusty shoe and gazed up at here beseechingly. With the sound of Brat's hooves at full gallop behind him, Brynn put her hands under his armpits and lifted him up to eye level. Aware and totally uncaring of the dopey look on his face, Spud squirmed so he was just a little closer and *SLUURRRRRRP!*
"Auuugh! Spud!" Brynn yelped in surprise/disgust. Fuzz snickered, even he'd seen that coming a mile off. Unfortunately, Spud's tongue had caught under Brynns' glasses, sending the thick, yet surprisingly light spectacles sailing into the fray that was Brat and the meowth. They landed and it was a testament to their construction that they didn't shatter on impact. Fuzz darted forward, hoping to retrieve them for Brynn before they were accidentally irreparably trampled.
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Post by Feather on Mar 9, 2008 3:32:05 GMT 10
This time the Meowth was ready. This battle was so predictable. Jumping to the side she managed to dodge the attack. Wincing when she saw pink pokemon tongue touch tan human face she inquired: <How can you possible do that? Do you see how dirty she is?. The Meowth was a hyprocrite at the moment. All the times the Tauros had sent her flyingh ad left her creme fur a dirty tan color. Water dripped from everywhere, dirty brown water. Including her drooping whiskers. She was no where close to as pretty as when she had started the fight. At least he had made that human yell, seeing as she couldn't hear all the taunts about her cleansliness. There really was no point calling her ugly.
WHen the glasses flew trough the air the Meowth blinked. Wonder what those are..the way the Sentret's scambling they must be important. Poor little blind Sentret would probably be stomped to death by the raging Tauros. Oh well. Yet she herself wanted to break those things, and see what happened. Pulling herself from her crouch the lithe little feline began jogging towards where the glasses were, and dove for them. Her whole body was now slouched in mud. Except for the coin on her head, which was surprisingly clean. In her paws she held the galsses. <I got the shiny.> Realizing she was in danger she rolled out of the way, and jumped to her feet, waving the pair of spectacles she let out what she thought was a wicked smirk.
<What are they anyway...?> She mused aloud. Before looking for a way to break them. After all the impact hadn't been able to do it. Maybe she should have let the Tauros trample them, but technically that wouldn't have been her, and therefore it wouldn't have been her spiting the hhuman. No it would have been the Tauros screwing up, and accidentally stomping on them. Such a conundrum...... She could just bend them out of shape, and scratch the clear glass fronts, with her claws.
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Post by Brynn on Mar 10, 2008 2:36:27 GMT 10
Spud cringed. He knew he'd screwed up. He looked at Brynns' eyes, unhidden by the glasses to try and determine her mood. Fear. Her clouded eyes shine with a thin layer of if. Her scent is a strange mix of agitation and calm. <She's trying not to reveal how vulnerable she feels she is in front of the meowth!> He realized as her eyes closed and she put him on the ground. "Fuzz, go find mah glasses." She said. What Brynn didn't know was that Fuzz had already set out for them but hadn't reached them before the meowth had.
<I got the shiny.> Meowth gloated before jumping clear. <What are they anyway...?> Fuzz's fur puffed out as he postured threateningly. <Drop 'em! They're not yours!> Brat came up behind meowth and loomed menacingly. Spud stayed with Brynn and watched her take in everything around her.
Brynn had closed her eyes and folded her arms across her chest to stop herself from sticking her arms out in front of her and groping about blindly. Never mind the fact that she practically was. She wouldn't show weakness! Not in front of a wild pokemon, that was just asking for trouble. Her ears strained to catch the sound of Fuzz's squeaky calls of "Sen, sentret!", the smug tone of "Meowth, meow." and Brat's heavy breathing. No one was moving and she hadn't heard the glasses get crunched so that left one option. The meowth had them. She knew Spud hadn't move from his spot and that everyone else was just off to the right. The tension in the air was thick enough for her to feel it, an all out brawl wasn't far off. If she got a good loud growl out of Spud, would that startle the meowth long enough for Fuzz to grab her glasses and run? She didn't have a spare pair, she needed those. "Spud." She said quietly. Spud lightly butted her leg, he'd heard her. "Growl. Nice an' loud."
He looked at her for a moment, wonder what she had in mind before he shrugged and took in a great big lungful of air. <GRRRRRRRRR!>
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Post by Feather on Mar 10, 2008 6:21:46 GMT 10
The Meowth turned toward the Sentret, the glasses still clutched in her claws. A low hiss emerged from her mouth, as her glowing eyes rested on the Sentret. A smirk spread across her wide face as she listened to him speak. <Drop them? Alright. Shame to drop something soooo Shiny.> WInking at the Sentret she dropped the glasses to the ground, lifted one clawed foot, and stomped down. A satisfying crack rang through the clearing, of course the glass had only been cracked, the mud had saved the frames from any damage, and now she felt a odd pain in th bottom of her paw. Likely due to a embedded glass shard. Looking at the glasses in mock horror, she lifted her paw from tem, ignoring the blood dripping from it. <Whoops.> She was hoping it would somehow make her feel better, and help her ignore the water drenching her fur, but it didn't.
Only beating one of these wimps would accompish that. Not that it'd change her foul mood. Of course most of her earlier boldness was evaporating. Now that the thrill of smashing the glasses had left her body she realized that she was surrounded, by a angry Sentret, and a very large, very attatched Tauros, whose 'mothers' shiny she had just smashed. Maybe she should have used the glasses as a way to get away, or to allow herself some time to rest. Now she had just cracked the only thing between her and Brat, and had lost her thrill. Gulping the Meowth took a step back. Both sets of claws were out, and her hands were shaking nervously. She had been tired before, but seeing both pokemon looming over her was like a vacuum sucking away any initiative she had to attack.
The Meiowth was now one ball of highstrung, angry, and frightened nerves. The Growl caused her to twist her head towards her source, ready for a attack from that side. Of course in this case her high strung nerves had worked against her. Now her entire left side was open for attack, and her eyes were glaring steadily at Spud. <Infuriating little bulba--> Realizing that had likely been a distraction meant to let someone steal the glasses she twirled back around, hopefully in time. Of course if thath ad been what the distraction was meant for it had come to late to avert her attention from the glasses, it had only distrated hr from the aggressive pokemon on her other side. (EEEEWWWW...Where has my muse gone?)[/size]
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Post by Brynn on Mar 10, 2008 23:56:56 GMT 10
Brynn heard a very familiar sounding crunch. "Figures ..." she thought sourly. "Ah shee-it." "SAAUUURRRRR!" Came Spuds growl. Just a little too late unfortunately. A moment later, she felt Fuzz scramble up to her shoulder. One hand went up and waited for the feel of the frame against her palm. Fuzz obliged and she gingerly ran her finger along the first lens, which was fine. The second lens, at the slight pressure, gave a subdued set of cracks before tinkling as it fell out of the frame and to the ground. Brynn cursed the air blue. She heard a faint 'clop' sound and put the glasses on in time to see Brat about to hit meowth with his head. "Brat!" She snapped, stopping him. "Gonna keep fightin'? Gonna run? Or you gonna go quiet-like?" She kept the eye with the lens in front of hit open, and the other eye closed so she could see relatively well.
"Brat!" His momma snapped just as he was getting ready to punish the cat for breaking his momma's glasses. Instinct told him to drive her away from his family. But his momma was, well, his momma. He couldn't disobey her. Not until he was older and stronger anyway. He glared at meowth, and snorted. <You should be glad that momma's so nice.> Was all he said before taking a step back.
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