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Post by Robin Alfsson on Aug 11, 2017 23:56:07 GMT
[googlefont="Clicker Script"][googlefont="Rajdhani"] Comin' like a Hurricane
I take it in real slow The world is spinning like a weather vane Fragile and composed Though I am breaking down again I am aching now to let you in
484 words
[attr="class","robinTags"]the tags
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tackle, howl, sand attack
26/26 hp
poochyena ♂ / LV08 / quick feet / hardy |
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wild poochyena used tackle!
This was hopefully his last stop before he traveled up north for a bit. As much as he loved the nature walk, he was ready for a couple weeks of tall buildings and smoggy skylines. Okay, really, he was ready for an air conditioned room and working internet. He had managed to finish a few reports here and there, but he needed to stay in one place long enough in order to actually submit them to his professor. That said, today was not about trying to do his school work while out in the great outdoors. His laptop was dead, after all! It ran out of juice earlier this morning, and he had to stuff it into his backpack after moving around his adapter, Pokeballs, and everything else he thought was absolutely necessary to hoard in his backpack like a Patrat.
The sun had just passed its highest peak, and Robin found himself shrugging off his backpack. He nearly let it drop to the ground, but the faint reminder that his laptop was in there caused him to snatch at the straps and gently set it down on the grass. "Ughhh," he groaned as he peeled off his jacket, shaking out the fabric before tying the sleeves around his waist. "I should have waited for nightfall. It's so hot!" His eyelids squeezed shut, concealing his blue and gold irises, and he reached up to wipe off the few beads of sweat forming on his brow. "Why can't it be winter?" Blinking open his eyes, he squinted at the volcano that could be seen just beyond the tree tops of the forest he stood before.
Stretching his back and wiping his hands on his shirt, he bent down to grab his backpack. Only one strap slung over his shoulder as he started toward the forest. A little shade should do him well. Before he had managed to step too far past the threshold of trees, a blur of dark grey crossed his path. The blur collided with a tree and recoiled backwards, shaking its head while Robin squinted and leaned forward to get a better look. "Oh!" Pulling off his backpack, he quickly unzipped it and reached in, pulling out one of his Pokeballs. Pressing the button, he released one of his newer catches: a Krabby.
The crab snapped its claws as the beam of light from the Pokeball faded. Narrowed eyes blinked as the Krabby scuttled to turn its body and look around. "Yup, we're in a forest. Kind of." The Krabby's attention lingered on boy for a moment more before a bark in another direction captured his attention. "Ah, right! Krabby, you need a tune up, so let's battle! Use Vice Grip!" Orange claws opened and snapped closed once more as the Krabby set his sights on the Poochyena. He scuttled forward, opening his claws and reaching out as the Poochyena charged forward.
krabby used vice grip!
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bubble, vice grip, sand attack
26/26 hp
krabby ♂ / LV07 / hyper cutter / brave
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the rolls ENCOUNTER | LEVEL | ABILITY
g_kxiaXe1-246 1-10 1-1025
Tackle
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
1-10
Vice Grip
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
1-10 |
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Post by Robin Alfsson on Aug 12, 2017 0:32:49 GMT
[googlefont="Clicker Script"][googlefont="Rajdhani"] Comin' like a Hurricane
I take it in real slow The world is spinning like a weather vane Fragile and composed Though I am breaking down again I am aching now to let you in
265 words
[attr="class","robinTags"]the tags
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tackle, howl, sand attack
17/26 hp
poochyena ♂ / LV08 / quick feet / hardy |
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wild poochyena used howl!
(+ 1 atk)
Grey collided with orange and cream as the Poochyena tucked his head and turned his body, throwing himself into the Krabby. The two of them skidded back, leaving small trails in the ground where the Krabby's feet dug into the dirt and tore at the grass. As the Poochyena pushed himself to his dark paws, the Krabby used their close range to attack. One claw reached out, clamping down on the young hyena's hind leg. The wild Pokemon let out a high pitched yelp, startling both the Krabby and his trainer. Robin flinched and reached up to cover his ears while the Krabby released his hold, eyes wide and unblinking. "Ke?"
The Poochyena scrambled backwards, shaking off his pelt. He took a step and instantly regretted it, whimpering at the pain that shot through his back as he tried to put pressure on his hind leg. He ended up having to hold it up, letting his toes brush over the ground and lift higher if he needed to walk. "Aw, c'mon," Robin whined, lowering his hands from his ears. "Don't pull the cute, injured puppy act on me!" It was working, too. "It's not going to work!" He needed to hurry this up and distract himself. Luckily, the Poochyena seemed to agree that the battle needed to continue.
A howl ripped through the air as the hyena pointed his nose to the sky, partially parting his jaws and pulling his lips forward. "Quick! Vice Grip again!" The Krabby, overcoming his previous shock, scuttled closer while the Poochyena howled, reaching out with his claws once more.
krabby used vice grip!
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bubble, vice grip, sand attack
21/26 hp
krabby ♂ / LV07 / hyper cutter / brave
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the rolls Vice Grip
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
R0Io0iZX1-10 |
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Post by Robin Alfsson on Aug 12, 2017 0:55:17 GMT
[googlefont="Clicker Script"][googlefont="Rajdhani"] Comin' like a Hurricane
I take it in real slow The world is spinning like a weather vane Fragile and composed Though I am breaking down again I am aching now to let you in
256 words
[attr="class","robinTags"]the tags
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tackle, howl, sand attack
8/26 hp
poochyena ♂ / LV08 / quick feet / hardy |
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wild poochyena used tackle!
Another yelp split apart his ears as a hardened orange pincer clamped down on another part of the Poochyena's body. As the wild Pokemon tried to twist away, the Krabby pulled at dark grey fur, and all that was left in his hold was a clump of fur once the Poochyena managed to free himself. The crab seemed mildly fascinated for only a moment, bringing his pincer closer to inspect the fur before opening his claws, letting the fur drift to the ground. The pincer snapped shut immediately after, and bubbles foamed at the Krabby's mouth as his gaze drifted upward. A low growl emitted from the hyena as he tried to put weight on his hind leg once more. Wincing, he shook himself off, and a few strands of stray fur puffed into the air before settling on the ground.
"This is usually the point where I contemplate catching you," Robin hummed as he reached up and wiped more sweat off his forehead. Wrinkling his nose in disgust, he wiped his hand off on his shirt once more. "But, I'm hot, and you're obviously not handling this battle well." The Poochyena did not seem to bother listening to his words, and he did not have the slightest clue if the wild Pokemon understood him. He was just rambling to himself to pass the time and not just be that weird quiet guy watching his Pokemon battle. The Poochyena charged forward once more in a desperate attempt to turn the battle around.
"Finish it! Vice Grip!"
krabby used vice grip!
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bubble, vice grip, sand attack
21/26 hp
krabby ♂ / LV07 / hyper cutter / brave
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the rolls Tackle
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
KZGso1CW1-10
Vice Grip
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
1-10 |
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Post by Robin Alfsson on Aug 12, 2017 1:04:59 GMT
[googlefont="Clicker Script"][googlefont="Rajdhani"] Comin' like a Hurricane
I take it in real slow The world is spinning like a weather vane Fragile and composed Though I am breaking down again I am aching now to let you in
395 words
[attr="class","robinTags"]the tags
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encore, spark, helping hand, quick attack, thunder wave, growl
35/35 hp
plusle ♂ / LV10 / plus / mild |
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wild poochyena fainted!
wild plusle appeared!
wild plusle used quick attack!
The Krabby seemed to be capable of taking hits. Each time the Poochyena charged forward, the crab merely waited for the opponent to draw nearer. The closer proximity allowed the Krabby to latch onto his foe, keeping hold of the wild Pokemon long enough to deal damage. Sure, there was damage dealt to himself, but he could recover that within time. Another yelp, another set of ringing eardrums, and the Poochyena was panting on the ground, no longer fighting to get out of the Krabby's hold. This seemed to confuse the Krabby for a moment, and he lifted the claw holding onto the Poochyena's leg. "Alright, alright," Robin finally stepped in, crouching down beside the two. Pale hands reached out. One pinched at the Krabby's pincer while the other gently took the hyena's leg. "Let go. It's done." The Krabby stared at him for a moment before his claw opened like a hinge.
The Krabby scuttled backwards while Robin's attention moved to the Poochyena. He rubbed at the wild pup's leg for a moment before he let go. "C'mon, get up." There was only a huff in response from the Poochyena as the creature closed his eyes, ready to just lay there. "... If you want me to just leave you here for the Vullaby," he had no idea if those even lived in these parts, "then fine." Standing back up, the dark haired boy turned away. He started walking deeper into the forest, pausing to turn over his shoulder and beckon the Krabby to follow.
They only got a little farther in before the Krabby scuttled forward, speeding up to pass Robin. The boy paused, tilting his head and keeping his odd eyed gaze on the crab. The Krabby stopped, snapping his claws, and he followed his gaze up to where a Plusle was bouncing on a flimsy branch. The rodent quickly noticed them, and a wide grin stretched across its features. A small paw lifted, waving at them. The distraction of an arriving trainer was enough to stop its bouncing, and the branch dipped dangerously low. "Yea, no, you're not fighting that." Taking out the Krabby's Pokeball and another's, the sight of the capsules alone seemed to be enough of a warning sign for the Plusle. The mouse shot out of the tree, and Robin barely managed to switch out his Pokemon in time.
krabby switched out with nosepass!
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tackle, block, harden
25/25 hp
nosepass ♀ / LV08 / magnet pull / lax
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the rolls ENCOUNTER | LEVEL | ABILITY
ivh9_2Gt1-246 1-10 1-1025
Quick Attack
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
1-10 |
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Post by Robin Alfsson on Aug 12, 2017 1:59:09 GMT
[googlefont="Clicker Script"][googlefont="Rajdhani"] Comin' like a Hurricane
I take it in real slow The world is spinning like a weather vane Fragile and composed Though I am breaking down again I am aching now to let you in
222 words
[attr="class","robinTags"]the tags
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encore, spark, helping hand, quick attack, thunder wave, growl
35/35 hp
plusle ♂ / LV10 / plus / mild |
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wild plusle used spark!
The Plusle bounced off of the Nosepass as the light faded from her blocky body. The rock type did not budge in the slightest, yet the rodent wobbled on the ground, shaking his head. Impassive and standing tall, the Nosepass lifted one of her legs before letting it heavily fall to the ground with a loud thump. The Plusle let out a squeak as he quickly remembered what he was doing, and sparks ran over his short, yellow pelt.
Robin took a few steps back, more wanting to stay out of the way of those sparks than the actual battle itself. From what he remembered, the Nosepass did not move around too much when battling. Of course, that could have been because she had made sure to glue her opponents to the ground with Block. He shivered at the memory, and he hurried to stuff the Krabby's Pokeball into his backpack before slinging the bag onto his shoulders once more. "Alright, let's do this. Nosepass, use tackle!" There was some sort of grunt from the rock Pokemon, but he could not quite understand if that was of affirmation or not.
The Plusle moved first, sparking more and more before running up to tackle the Nosepass again. Only then did the rock type move, lunging forward to collide head-on with the Plusle.
nosepass used tackle!
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tackle, block, harden
24/25 hp
nosepass ♀ / LV08 / magnet pull / lax
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the rolls Spark
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
qWRfX|3M1-100 1-10
Tackle
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
1-10 |
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Post by Robin Alfsson on Aug 12, 2017 3:04:19 GMT
[googlefont="Clicker Script"][googlefont="Rajdhani"] Comin' like a Hurricane
I take it in real slow The world is spinning like a weather vane Fragile and composed Though I am breaking down again I am aching now to let you in
221 words
[attr="class","robinTags"]the tags
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encore, spark, helping hand, quick attack, thunder wave, growl
30/35 hp
plusle ♂ / LV10 / plus / mild |
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wild plusle used helping hand!
it failed!
The pair collided in a mass of sparks. Just like last time, the Plusle bounced off of the Nosepass while the large nosed rock did not seem bothered in the slightest bit. Her expression did not change as the sparks rolled off her rough body, though Robin knew better than to believe she had not been harmed with the collision. Quick Attack would not do much to her, but Spark was a different case. The Plusle huffed while pushing himself up onto his paws once more, twitching his ears with annoyance. There was no way to easily take down the Nosepass, not with his current type disadvantage. He only had the strength advantage, so he would just have to use it to his advantage!
Red paws punched out at the air as a determined look crossed the Plusle's features, leaving Robin to wonder why. "Uh..." His brow knitted together as he watched the little rodent do... whatever it was doing, and he shrugged a moment later. "Oh well. Do what you want. Nosepass, take this opportunity to Harden!" The rock sunk down onto her legs, and her arms flattened against her side. A faint shine rolled over her body, and he could only assume that was the extent of the move. "That's anticlimactic. What was I expecting?" He scoffed to himself.
nosepass used harden!
(+1 def)
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tackle, block, harden
18/25 hp
nosepass ♀ / LV08 / magnet pull / lax
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Post by Robin Alfsson on Aug 12, 2017 3:12:59 GMT
[googlefont="Clicker Script"][googlefont="Rajdhani"] Comin' like a Hurricane
I take it in real slow The world is spinning like a weather vane Fragile and composed Though I am breaking down again I am aching now to let you in
221 words
[attr="class","robinTags"]the tags
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encore, spark, helping hand, quick attack, thunder wave, growl
30/35 hp
plusle ♂ / LV10 / plus / mild |
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wild plusle used quick attack!
The Plusle seemed to figure out that what it was doing really was not helping one bit. Dropping its arms, the rodent turned quickly and put distance between itself and the large rock. The Nosepass slowly stood up, the motion more of a slight slide upward of her main body with little effort involved. Her arms moved out from her sides, hanging rigid with a small gap of space between the rocks that made up her arms and her body. "Ready? Good." Robin tightened his fingers around the straps of his bag, only to pry away one of his hands to wipe at his forehead. He was only standing there, yet the heat was still getting to him. The shade should have helped, dang it! I just hope my laptop doesn't overheat.
"Tackle!"
The Nosepass seemed to consider moving first, lifting one of her legs; however, the Plusle shot forward with enough speed that its small figure blurred into a yellow and red smudge. The leg heavily set down, and the Nosepass waited for the inevitable impact of the Plusle against herself. It was honestly more like a pillow being tossed against her, but she waited anyway, leaping forward at the last possible moment. Robin stepped back again, bracing himself for the impact that would shake the area immediately around them.
nosepass used tackle!
(+1 def)
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tackle, block, harden
18/25 hp
nosepass ♀ / LV08 / magnet pull / lax
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the rolls Quick Attack
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
XxiYr38h1-10
Tackle
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
1-10 |
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Post by Robin Alfsson on Aug 12, 2017 3:22:04 GMT
[googlefont="Clicker Script"][googlefont="Rajdhani"] Comin' like a Hurricane
I take it in real slow The world is spinning like a weather vane Fragile and composed Though I am breaking down again I am aching now to let you in
252 words
[attr="class","robinTags"]the tags
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encore, spark, helping hand, quick attack, thunder wave, growl
25/35 hp
plusle ♂ / LV10 / plus / mild |
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wild plusle used spark!
The leaves rustled overhead as a small cloud of smoke plumed around the bodies of the Nosepass and Plusle. A few of the leaves managed to snap off their branches, and they gently drifted to the ground. One of the leaves was instantly crunched underneath the paw of the Plusle as it rolled away from the Nosepass, pushing itself up. Letting out a squeak and another spray of sparks, it was becoming more and more obvious to the boy that the Plusle did not enjoy how long this battle was going on. "It's your fault for not running," he snickered, taking a few more steps back before glancing over his shoulder, searching for somewhere to sit. He had a feeling they were going to be here for a little while. The Nosepass had great defense, but her attack was still lacking sufficiently.
"Ah," he turned and walked toward a tree, shrugging off his backpack (and remembering last minute to be gentle once more) and setting it down on the ground. Robin sat down next to his bag, leaning his back up against the tree trunk. "One more time, Nosepass! Tackle!"
Blue and gold eyes returned to the pair of Pokemon as the Nosepass slowly pushed herself up. She rocked slightly until she had regained her balance, though the Plusle did not wait for her. Sparks covered its body once more, and it charged forward. Just like the other times, the Nosepass lunged forward at the last moment, causing them to collide together.
nosepass used tackle!
(+1 def)
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tackle, block, harden
17/25 hp
nosepass ♀ / LV08 / magnet pull / lax
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the rolls Spark
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
oTiHEP4a1-100 1-10
Tackle
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
1-10 |
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Post by Robin Alfsson on Aug 12, 2017 4:23:50 GMT
[googlefont="Clicker Script"][googlefont="Rajdhani"] Comin' like a Hurricane
I take it in real slow The world is spinning like a weather vane Fragile and composed Though I am breaking down again I am aching now to let you in
228 words
[attr="class","robinTags"]the tags
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encore, spark, helping hand, quick attack, thunder wave, growl
20/35 hp
plusle ♂ / LV10 / plus / mild |
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wild plusle used quick attack!
Another shower of sparks left the two Pokemon staring at one another. The Plusle had skidded backwards after colliding with the large rock, and the rodent was beginning to breathe heavily. Its chest rose and fell with deep breaths, and red tipped ears drooped slightly with exhaustion. The Nosepass, however, did not show any sign of tiring. Perhaps it was just because the rock had little to no expression or movement. Perhaps it was because he was staring at the Pokemon's rigid backside. He was certain a Nosepass could change the expression, so to speak, of its eyes, but that was about it. He supposed he would figure it out sooner or later, but he was not about to get in between the two when they were battling just because he wanted to check the rock's eyes.
"Tackle, again!" He called out, wiping his hands against his jeans. He brought his knees to his chest as he watched the Plusle dash forward once more, and he silently wondered to himself why the Pokemon did not just use the move it knew would cause the most damage again. Perhaps it was the fleeting hope to gain the upper hand through a varied move pool. He knew he did not have too much to work with for the Nosepass, but that would come to pass in the future as well.
nosepass used tackle!
(+1 def)
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tackle, block, harden
13/25 hp
nosepass ♀ / LV08 / magnet pull / lax
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the rolls Quick Attack
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
pNLG|tEh1-10
Tackle
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
1-10 |
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Post by Robin Alfsson on Aug 13, 2017 23:11:45 GMT
[googlefont="Clicker Script"][googlefont="Rajdhani"] Comin' like a Hurricane
I take it in real slow The world is spinning like a weather vane Fragile and composed Though I am breaking down again I am aching now to let you in
225 words
[attr="class","robinTags"]the tags
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encore, spark, helping hand, quick attack, thunder wave, growl
15/35 hp
plusle ♂ / LV10 / plus / mild |
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wild plusle used spark!
The small cream and red body bounced off of the rocky structure, once more unable to do much damage to the Nosepass as the rock did to the rodent. This was getting more and more repetitive with each passing turn, but he supposed it could not be helped. He should be grateful that the Plusle did not seem to be the best strategist in the world. Blue and gold eyes remained focused on the rodent's movements, not missing the increasing exhaustion or the way its ears began to droop. Yet, determination was written across the wild Pokemon's face. It would not give up anytime soon. He supposed that was a good trait to have, but he still could not decide if this creature was one he should capture. It would end the battle sooner than later, but, at the same time, a Plusle was better used in double battles. He would also have to consider obtaining its counterpart: Minun.
"We'll see," he mumbled, wiping at his forehead once more. "Euhhhgggg, so hot," he whined, leaning his head back to rest against the tree trunk. The Plusle began to spark up once more, and he quickly called out another, "Tackle!" A few more hits and the Plusle should be down for the count. A few more hits from consecutive Sparks, and his Nosepass might as well.
nosepass used tackle!
(+1 def)
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tackle, block, harden
12/25 hp
nosepass ♀ / LV08 / magnet pull / lax
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the rolls Spark
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
mW0bv3xj1-100 1-10
Tackle
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
1-10 |
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105 POSTS // DATA
19 // AGE
Pansexual // SEXUALITY
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Post by Robin Alfsson on Aug 13, 2017 23:18:06 GMT
[googlefont="Clicker Script"][googlefont="Rajdhani"] Comin' like a Hurricane
I take it in real slow The world is spinning like a weather vane Fragile and composed Though I am breaking down again I am aching now to let you in
189 words
[attr="class","robinTags"]the tags
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encore, spark, helping hand, quick attack, thunder wave, growl
10/35 hp
plusle ♂ / LV10 / plus / mild |
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wild plusle used thunder wave!
The same display over and over again grew tiring, and Robin tore his eyes away from the battle as the pair collided. His attention moved to his backpack, and he crossed his legs before pulling the bag onto his lap. Pulling on the zipper to open the bag, he reached in and carefully moved around its contents. He should get a bigger backpack the next time he was in the city. Something with more pockets, better organization... Or, maybe he should just get a separate bag for his laptop. It was more to carry, but at least then there was more space for items and clothing.
His eyes snapped up at the sound of electricity crackling through the air. The Plusle was coated in yellow, and the electricity surged around the Nosepass. As it faded, a frown tugged at Robin's lips. Static continued to dance around the rock's body, and her movements slowed considerably. "Are you--?" He let his question hang in the air before deciding to experiment. "Tackle." The Nosepass tried to move, yet the static around her body only increased, stilling her movements. Well, this was great.
nosepass used tackle!
(+1 def | paralyzed)
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tackle, block, harden
8/25 hp
nosepass ♀ / LV08 / magnet pull / lax
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the rolls Thunder Wave (1-90)
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
X_2m1|S61-100
Tackle
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
1-10
Nosepass Movement
1-4 |
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Post by Robin Alfsson on Aug 13, 2017 23:37:09 GMT
[googlefont="Clicker Script"][googlefont="Rajdhani"] Comin' like a Hurricane
I take it in real slow The world is spinning like a weather vane Fragile and composed Though I am breaking down again I am aching now to let you in
177 words
[attr="class","robinTags"]the tags
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encore, spark, helping hand, quick attack, thunder wave, growl
10/35 hp
plusle ♂ / LV10 / plus / mild |
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wild plusle used helping hand!
Triumph spread over the Plusle's features. Its ears perked back up, and its tail even raised. The little mouse squeaked to itself, punching at the air once more with its red paws. "Think you have the upper paw, huh?" Robin sighed, watching the rodent's dance for a moment longer before returning his attention to his backpack. He pulled out the Nosepass's Pokeball and another's, recalling the paralyzed rock. The Plusle stalled the moment the Nosepass disappeared, blinking in confusion. Pressing the button on the other Pokeball, a bright light shot out and took the form of a Skiddo. The goat bleated with joy, kicking up her hind legs and scampering in a circle. She paused once she saw the Plusle, dark eyes blinking. Her head tilted before she turned her head and located the boy against the tree. "Ski?"
A grin flashed across his face. "Yup, we're battling!" She blinked again before letting out another bleat, turning in a circle before facing the Plusle, stamping her hooves into the ground. The rodent shrunk back, its determination faltering.
nosepass switched out with skiddo!
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tackle, growth, vine whip, tail whip
38/38 hp
skiddo ♀ / LV08 / sap sipper / adamant
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Post by Robin Alfsson on Aug 14, 2017 0:01:47 GMT
[googlefont="Clicker Script"][googlefont="Rajdhani"] Comin' like a Hurricane
I take it in real slow The world is spinning like a weather vane Fragile and composed Though I am breaking down again I am aching now to let you in
201 words
[attr="class","robinTags"]the tags
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encore, spark, helping hand, quick attack, thunder wave, growl
0/35 hp
plusle ♂ / LV10 / plus / mild |
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wild plusle used quick attack!
wild plusle fainted!
"So, Skiddo, a little background," Robin hummed as he slowly stood up, putting the Pokeballs into his backpack. The bag was soon zipped up and slung over his shoulders. "This mean Plusle paralyzed our good friend, Nosepass!" The Skiddo blinked before dark eyes narrowed at the Plusle. She dug one of her hooves into the ground, creating a shallow trench. "Shall we avenge Nosepass?" The Skiddo let out a bleat, tucking her head to point her horns at the Plusle. The rodent gulped before tensing, taking a few cautious steps back. This was not going to end well for the wild Plusle, that much was obvious.
"Vine Whip!"
The Plusle shot forward as small buds formed in the leaves on the Skiddo's neck. The goat tried to leap out of the way, but the small rodent rammed into her side, causing her to skid to the side. The buds quickly grew into full vines, and they shot out toward the Plusle, wrapping around its small frame. The rodent let out a squeaking cry as its was lifted high into the air, brushing against the branches above them. In an instant, the Plusle was slammed against the ground, and the vines retreated.
skiddo used vine whip!
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tackle, growth, vine whip, tail whip
38/38 hp
skiddo ♀ / LV08 / sap sipper / adamant
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the rolls Quick Attack
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
AxugXdrQ1-10
Vine Whip
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
1-10
ENCOUNTER | LEVEL | ABILITY
1-246 1-10 1-1025
(ignore first encounter roll; just realized that i never edited from the first place he was gonna be LOL)
1-213 |
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Genos Member
Harp // OOC NAME
105 POSTS // DATA
19 // AGE
Pansexual // SEXUALITY
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Post by Robin Alfsson on Aug 14, 2017 0:27:36 GMT
[googlefont="Clicker Script"][googlefont="Rajdhani"] Comin' like a Hurricane
I take it in real slow The world is spinning like a weather vane Fragile and composed Though I am breaking down again I am aching now to let you in
359 words
[attr="class","robinTags"]the tags
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gust, growl
26/26 hp
pidove ♂ / LV07 / big pecks / naughty |
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wild pidove used gust!
The Skiddo let out a cheerful bleat as the Plusle did not immediately get up. She raced around, bucking her legs and shaking her head. The goat first circled around the Plusle, pausing briefly to lean down and nudge at the rodent with her soft nose. Her attention then quickly shifted, and she was soon barreling toward Robin. Circling around him, she paused behind him, tucking her head to headbutt him with less force than was previously displayed at the end of the battle. Robin could not help but chuckle, stepping forward before she could push him around too much. "Good job," he grinned, crouching down and reaching out his hands. He took the goat's head in his hands, rubbing her snout. "I'm sure Nosepass is thankful, too." The Skiddo could only bleat, once more trying to headbutt him. "Hey, hey, hey!" He laughed, falling back on the ground as the Skiddo tried to crawl onto his lap.
"C'mon now, we have places to go! And this is my last clean pair of pants!" The Skiddo did not care for his little human problems! She just wanted the affection! All at once, the Skiddo stopped her antics, stilling after lifting her head to peer past her trainer's shoulder. Curious, he turned his head to follow her gaze. A Pidove had swooped down from one of the trees and was currently hopping around the Plusle, pausing to tilt its head as if contemplating the fallen rodent. "Either we should get out of here before that Plusle becomes lunch," he paused to look back at the Skiddo with a forming grin. "Or, we could have another battle. What do you say?"
The Skiddo let out another bleat, stepping off of Robin before bouncing around him and toward the Pidove. The bird ruffled its feathers, alarmed that it was being approached. "There's no free meals around here, birdie!" The bird spread out its wings and let out what he assumed was meant to be an intimidating coo. Shrugging, he went ahead and chimed, "Tackle!" The Skiddo rushed forward and tucked her head while the Pidove began beating its wings against the air.
skiddo used tackle!
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tackle, growth, vine whip, tail whip
33/38 hp
skiddo ♀ / LV10 / sap sipper / adamant
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the rolls Tackle
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
8|KdAgeo1-10
Gust
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
1-10 |
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Genos Member
Harp // OOC NAME
105 POSTS // DATA
19 // AGE
Pansexual // SEXUALITY
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Post by Robin Alfsson on Aug 14, 2017 0:38:11 GMT
[googlefont="Clicker Script"][googlefont="Rajdhani"] Comin' like a Hurricane
I take it in real slow The world is spinning like a weather vane Fragile and composed Though I am breaking down again I am aching now to let you in
206 words
[attr="class","robinTags"]the tags
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gust, growl
17/26 hp
pidove ♂ / LV07 / big pecks / naughty |
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wild pidove used gust!
(-1 def)
The green and brown goat slammed into the Pidove before the bird had much time to get away, and the pigeon found itself knocked back a good distance. The bird shook as it stood up, and it once more spread out its wings. It took to the sky before flapping its wings harder and harder, kicking up a small tornado of swirling wind and dust. The gust quickly overtook the Skiddo, and she let out a small cry as she braced herself and tucked her head, trying to keep herself grounded. Her hooves dug into the ground, and her vines sprouted once more from her neck and grabbed onto nearby trees. As the wind settled, the vines returned, and she shook herself off.
"Skiddo, use Tail Whip!" The goat bleated in response, swiftly turning around and wiggling her hindquarters at the Pidove. Robin had to turn away, covering his mouth to stifle a laugh at the sight. It was just a little too much for him. She barely even had a tail, if you could consider the tuft of green, leafy 'fur' a tail. The Pidove was not nearly as amused, and it let out another coo before flapping its wings to kick up another Gust.
skiddo used tail whip!
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tackle, growth, vine whip, tail whip
27/38 hp
skiddo ♀ / LV10 / sap sipper / adamant
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the rolls Gust
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
MXL2OCR71-10 |
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Genos Member
Harp // OOC NAME
105 POSTS // DATA
19 // AGE
Pansexual // SEXUALITY
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Post by Robin Alfsson on Aug 14, 2017 0:44:50 GMT
[googlefont="Clicker Script"][googlefont="Rajdhani"] Comin' like a Hurricane
I take it in real slow The world is spinning like a weather vane Fragile and composed Though I am breaking down again I am aching now to let you in
227 words
[attr="class","robinTags"]the tags
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gust, growl
17/26 hp
pidove ♂ / LV07 / big pecks / naughty |
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wild pidove used growl!
(-1 def)
Vines shot out once more to hold onto nearby trees as the Skiddo braced herself for the gust. This time, the wind actually managed to slightly pick her up off the ground, but her anchorage on the trees kept her from going farther than that. As the wind died down, she dropped to the ground, shaking herself off and ruffling her leaves. "Skiiiii!" She bleated, ready for more. "That's the energy I like to see!" Robin chimed from behind, reaching up to brush his fingers through his hair. All this wind was going to drive him nuts sooner or later, but he was not about to take his eyes off the battle again. "Tackle!" The Skiddo rushed forward, tucking her head the moment the command was given. He had a feeling this would be a relatively short battle, and, for that, he was thankful.
The Skiddo leaped into the air, knocking the Pidove down to the ground. A small cloud of dirt and dust puffed up with the impact, and the Pidove let out a cry of pain. Shakily, it stood up, parting its beak and letting out a slightly more intimidating coo than it had produced before. At least, it seemed more intimidating to the Skiddo, who took a step back and blinked. Robin, on the other hand, had to stop himself from laughing once more.
skiddo used tackle!
(-1 atk)
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tackle, growth, vine whip, tail whip
21/38 hp
skiddo ♀ / LV10 / sap sipper / adamant
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the rolls Tackle
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
1EBZflrn1-10 |
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Genos Member
Harp // OOC NAME
105 POSTS // DATA
19 // AGE
Pansexual // SEXUALITY
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Post by Robin Alfsson on Aug 14, 2017 0:53:07 GMT
[googlefont="Clicker Script"][googlefont="Rajdhani"] Comin' like a Hurricane
I take it in real slow The world is spinning like a weather vane Fragile and composed Though I am breaking down again I am aching now to let you in
225 words
[attr="class","robinTags"]the tags
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gust, growl
0/26 hp
pidove ♂ / LV07 / big pecks / naughty |
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wild pidove fainted!
The Pidove's exhaustion was clear. Its grey feathers were ruffled and displaced, its chest rose and fell with uneven breathing, and it did not seem to be able to find the willpower to fly. "I think it's time we finished this," Robin hummed as his dual colored eyes scanned over the bird's small form. "One last Tackle." The Skiddo let out a huff, tucking her head and pointing her horns at the bird. She lunged forward, not needing to go far before her head connected with the Pidove's body, knocking it back. The goat circled around the Pidove, nudging it with her nose before lifting her head to bleat at her trainer. A smile formed on his lips, and he lifted his hands to flash two thumbs up at her. She had absolutely no idea what that meant, but she assumed it was good thing!
She bleated again, bouncing toward her dark haired trainer. He reached out to pat her flanks, murmuring his praise. The small green tuft of a tail that he had laughed at flicked and wagged with excitement. What the two of them had failed to notice was the Plusle managing to get away while they focused on the Pidove. At least the rodent wouldn't be a bird's meal for now. "Let's get goin'. Maybe one last battle before we head back."
skiddo used tackle!
(-1 atk)
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tackle, growth, vine whip, tail whip
21/38 hp
skiddo ♀ / LV10 / sap sipper / adamant
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the rolls Tackle
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
JIhVKVin1-10
ENCOUNTER | LEVEL | ABILITY
1-213 1-10 1-1025 |
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Genos Member
Harp // OOC NAME
105 POSTS // DATA
19 // AGE
Pansexual // SEXUALITY
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Post by Robin Alfsson on Aug 14, 2017 1:20:23 GMT
[googlefont="Clicker Script"][googlefont="Rajdhani"] Comin' like a Hurricane
I take it in real slow The world is spinning like a weather vane Fragile and composed Though I am breaking down again I am aching now to let you in
198 words
[attr="class","robinTags"]the tags
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nuzzle, play nice, quick attack, helping hand, thunder wave, growl
25/25 hp
plusle ♀ / LV06 / plus / serious |
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wild plusle used quick attack!
Just as Robin said that, another Plusle barreled out from the thin undergrowth, cheeks sparking and a frown on its face. The pair turned to look at the small electric rodent. The Skiddo let out a cheerful bleat while the boy could only sigh. "Let me guess... You're related to that other one?" There was a squeak, and he could not tell who it was meant for. The Skiddo did not seem to mind too much, tilting her head to the side as she listened to the constant string of squeaks. The Plusle moved its arms as it spoke before finally pointing at them. "Well, guess there's no backing out of this." Rubbing the Skiddo on the space behind her horns, he took a few steps back. "I don't know what it's saying, but let's stop it before it says anything it'll regret. Tackle!"
The Skiddo tucked her head, but the Plusle's reaction time seemed to beat her's. With a sudden blur, the rodent dashed forward, appearing beside her before lunging forward. The Skiddo let out a startled cry, stumbling to the side until she caught her footing. She turned, tucking her head once more before lunging forward.
skiddo used tackle!
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tackle, growth, vine whip, tail whip
21/38 hp
skiddo ♀ / LV10 / sap sipper / adamant
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the rolls Quick Attack
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
1fa3wfSI1-10
Tackle
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
1-10 |
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Genos Member
Harp // OOC NAME
105 POSTS // DATA
19 // AGE
Pansexual // SEXUALITY
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Post by Robin Alfsson on Aug 14, 2017 1:44:16 GMT
[googlefont="Clicker Script"][googlefont="Rajdhani"] Comin' like a Hurricane
I take it in real slow The world is spinning like a weather vane Fragile and composed Though I am breaking down again I am aching now to let you in
278 words
[attr="class","robinTags"]the tags
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nuzzle, play nice, quick attack, helping hand, thunder wave, growl
14/25 hp
plusle ♀ / LV06 / plus / serious |
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wild plusle used play nice!
The Plusle was knocked back as the Skiddo's head collided with her, and it took a moment for the rodent to get to its feet. A frown remained fixed upon its face as it dusted itself off before locking eyes with the Skiddo. The goat pranced around after a successful hit, yet she stilled once their eyes met. The Plusle walked straight up to her, and the Skiddo, uncertain of what to do, took a step back. Intrigue kept Robin from immediately calling out another move, and he crossed his arms over his chest as he watched. The Plusle did not seem like it was going to attack again. No sparks emitted from its body. No muscles tensed as if ready to spring. The rodent stopped just before the Skiddo, and it looked her up and down. Letting out a series of squeaks, the Skiddo slowly seemed to forget that she was supposed to be in a battle. The small green tuft of a tail began to rapidly wag, and she let out a happy bleat, lowering her head to nuzzle the Plusle.
"... This is adorable and all, but please keep your head in the game." The Skiddo blinked, lifting her head to look over at Robin. "Vine Whip." That uncertainty crossed her features once more as she looked from Robin to the Plusle then back at Robin. "Skiiii?" A frown tugged down the corners of his lips. "Now." With another bleat, this time halfhearted and seemingly apologetic, her attention returned to the Plusle. Buds formed on her neck before turning into vines. The rodent was unable to jump out of the way as the vines cracked down.
skiddo used vine whip!
(-1 atk)
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tackle, growth, vine whip, tail whip
18/38 hp
skiddo ♀ / LV10 / sap sipper / adamant
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the rolls
Vine Whip
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
gEEHiHSB1-10
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Genos Member
Harp // OOC NAME
105 POSTS // DATA
19 // AGE
Pansexual // SEXUALITY
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Post by Robin Alfsson on Aug 14, 2017 2:01:13 GMT
[googlefont="Clicker Script"][googlefont="Rajdhani"] Comin' like a Hurricane
I take it in real slow The world is spinning like a weather vane Fragile and composed Though I am breaking down again I am aching now to let you in
473 words
[attr="class","robinTags"]the tags
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nuzzle, play nice, quick attack, helping hand, thunder wave, growl
0/25 hp
plusle ♀ / LV06 / plus / serious |
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wild plusle fainted!
The weakened state of the attack left the Plusle just barely hanging on as it struggled to stand back up. The frown did not leave Robin's face as he watched, disappointed more in himself than in the Skiddo. Had he reacted faster, had he called out that attack before the Plusle had the chance to win over the Skiddo's affection, that single attack would have finished the rodent off. He just knew it. Next time, he told himself. As interesting as it was to see the interactions between wild Pokemon and his own, he could not allow himself to be distracted. "Tackle," he called out before the Plusle had a chance to fully stand up.
The Skiddo hesitated once more, but she quickly shook it off before lunging forward. The Plusle was knocked farther back, unable to get up this time. The goat skidded to a stop, nudging the Plusle with her nose. Her round, brown ears drooped before she looked up and let out another halfhearted bleat in the boy's direction. He let out a sigh before stepping forward to coax her away from the fainted rodent. "I know, I know. You made a friend, and I ruined it." What was that moved called? Mind reeling, he went through all the possibilities as he crouched down in front of the goat. Play Nice, that's it. He reached out and took the goat's head in his hands, forcing her to look at him and not back at the Plusle. "But it never would've worked out. See, that was a cheap battle tactic."
The Skiddo didn't look convinced. "They got you to like 'em, right?" The goat nodded slightly. "That lowered your attack. That Plusle would've dropped the act the moment the battle was over." Disbelief watched over the goat's expression, written clearly in her widened eyes. She let out a bleat before glancing back where the Plusle was already getting up. The rodent ran off without even looking back or saying a thing. The Skiddo slumped against Robin, dark eyes staring off where the Plusle disappeared to. He hummed, gently running his hands over her fur. "You'll make tons of real friends, don't worry. You've got me and the rest of the gang, after all. Now, come on, let's go home."
Her ears drew forward, and she perked up a little at the mention of home. Her eyes drew toward the boy with growing excitement. "What? Did you think we'd be on the move constantly?" A grin stretched on his lips, and he stood up. The Skiddo's tail began to wag, and the events of the battle seemed to fade from her mind. She let out a happy bleat before taking off in a random direction. "Wrong way!" He called after, and she made a sharp U-turn before returning to Robin's side.
// end!
skiddo used tackle!
(-1 atk)
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tackle, growth, vine whip, tail whip
18/38 hp
skiddo ♀ / LV10 / sap sipper / adamant
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the rolls
Tackle
ACCURACY | STATUS | CRIT
0q16TiSe1-10
the end results - Participant Name: Robin Alfsson
- Item Changes: N/A
- Total Word Count: 5302 words
- Experience Spread:
- Krabby: 1202 Exp. Gained | 2012 Total Exp. | LV07 | LV11 | Learned Leer & Harden
- Nosepass: 1875 Exp. Gained | 2925 Total Exp. | LV08 | LV13 | Learned Rock Throw & Thunder Wave
- Skiddo: 2255 Exp. Gained | 4040 Total Exp. | LV10 | LV15 | Learned Leech Seed & Razor Leaf
- Pokemon Caught/Lost: N/A
- Faction Points Gained/Lost: +10 GP | -10 VP
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