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Post by Zernebog Romanov on Nov 6, 2013 0:33:59 GMT -5
Rise Rebel Resist
I'm the one of the freaks, the faggots, the geeks, the savages, rouges, rebels, dissident devils, artists, martyrs, infidels...
{ tags: Ricki }{ words 284 }{ short notes: here's a start }
Once again, Zernebog was back in the Safari Zone. Frankly, he was just glad that they let him in again after Vesta almost burned a good portion of it down. If he hadn’t been around to stymie most of the damage or if he had just stood around like an idiot and waited for her to fix the outcome of that battle, then he might’ve not been let in.
I wonder what I’m going to find today? He thought to himself with a small smirk as he walked down the path.
Unusually enough for him, he didn’t have any of his pokemon walk alongside him for this little jaunt. That was because he had decided that he needed some alone time for once. Get his thoughts in order and his head on straight so that he could figure out what he wanted to do next. He couldn’t do that if he also had to keep an eye on his pokemon, after all.
But still, it helps to keep myself prepared just in case. The white haired trainer thought to himself as he let a gloved hand brush the pokeballs on his belt.
Suddenly, Zernebog saw someone coming out from the side, turn around, and start walking ahead of him. Someone female, if the vague outline he could get from her clothes wasn’t fooling his eyes. If he didn’t know any better, he might even say that he recognized her.
Wait a minute.
”Is that…?” There was no mistaking the hood or the green hair peeking out underneath it, really. ”Oi, Ricki? Is that you?” He called out to the person ahead of him, his smirk getting just a bit wider.
Straying from the designated path wasn’t typically the suggested course of action, but Richelle Jace felt a little daring today. It’d been a while since she’d done something like it, and with how she felt today, she didn’t see it being an issue. Pushing through the brush with relative ease, she kept her eye out for any Pokémon wandering about the tighter packed parts of the forests. Her list for the day was long and she only had one ball so it was a task of being careful about what she decided to catch. Ditto and Eevee were always high on the list, so she made extra sure to keep an eye out for those buggers.
Reaching the side of a steep slope to more forests below, Ricki shifted the weight of her bag and set herself up for a smooth slide on down the hill side. She’d drift along at a slow shift pace before her feet met leveled ground once more. Stumbling briefly, the young woman would catch her balance and smoothly transition into a casual walk as she pushed on through the brush. Upon pushing aside some leaves, though, her eyes moved in back on another path and after brief debating, she ventured out back to the main path.
Dirty and dusty from her slide, Ricki clearly had spent a lot of time just walking through the Zone already when she heard a voice finally call out to her. She paused at the voice and blinked a few times as she turned around. The dusty and dirty young woman flashed a grin as she spotted her friend. “The one and only” she greeted, giving Zernebog a mock salute. Starting back towards him, Ricki slapped her hands together a few times to knock off some of the dust, before coming to a stop in front of him. “How ya been doin’ Ziggy?” she questioned, holding her fist up for a fistbump as a greeting rather than some sort of handshake. Once he did, she’d begin to walk along the trail, fully expecting her old teammate to follow after her.
Post by Zernebog Romanov on Nov 9, 2013 9:36:35 GMT -5
Rise Rebel Resist
I'm the one of the freaks, the faggots, the geeks, the savages, rouges, rebels, dissident devils, artists, martyrs, infidels...
{ tags: Ricki }{ words 386 }{ short notes: here's a start }
Still as cocky as ever. Zernebog smirked. There were just some things that would never change.
”Well thank Arceus.” Zernebog teased as he returned her mock salute with a head nod while watching her walk to him. ”I don’t think the world can take more than one of you.”
A smirk then spread on his face as he curled one of his gloved hands into a fist and bumped it against hers. ”It’s been good. Mostly boring aside from a few interesting hiccups, but good overall. It’s actually kind of weird, not having much to talk about.” Aside from encounters with mind-controlling meteors, a conclave of psychic pokemon with a hive mind and an army, bizarre overpowered shifting psychic pokemon, and cursed abominations roaming about abandoned towers dedicated to dragons, of course.
But that’s pretty normal, all things considered. For him anyway. Not the kind of stuff that he liked telling others about, anyway. Except maybe the last one, of course, given that the rumors through the grapevine said that there were multiple instances of abominations throughout the regions on the last week of October, making the Dragonspiral Tower incident far from an isolated incident.
Now that was something that he would’ve loved to investigate, if it weren’t for the fact that any abomination that was caught for observation turned into something normal after October passed. Unfortunate, really, and he was sure that there were a lot of disappointed wannabe scientists and real eggheads who wanted to figure out why they existed at all.
He rolled his shoulders and twisted his neck a bit, making his bones pop and crackle loudly enough to be heard. Once he was done with that, he quickly caught up to Ricki, walking alongside her with a smirk. ”How about you? Anything interesting happen lately since we last saw each other, like weirdoes coming out of the woodwork or something?”
It wouldn’t have been the first time for either of them. He guessed that he was just lucky that the most that he was hit with was that encounter with the creature termed as Deoxys. Or was that unlucky? Eh, whatever. He still had a score to settle with that damned creature-
He mentally shook his head. Now’s not the time to think about that. Path-thinking time.
Post by Ricki Jace on Nov 11, 2013 19:16:00 GMT -5
As always, with old friends came the ever amusing banter. The world not handling more than one of her? Well, she was sure the world could do it. It was a pretty tough place, but that was beside the point. The young woman returned his smirk with a wide grin, knocking her fist against his. Upon contact, her hand would expand to imitate a mini-explosion as she retracted it and she let out a hearty laugh as he informed her of his condition. She remained unaware of his withheld situation, and was just relief to hear he’d been doing well at least.
Having started off, it took a moment for the older of the two to catch up and the conversation continued onwards. Her life? Ricki simply hummed at the question and looked over at Zernebog. “I’ve always got some sort of weirdo on my case” she joked, mocking her own misfortune of seeming to be a creeper magnet. Her eyes trailing back ahead, she seemed to get a little pep to her step. “Besides that, I actually started up my own little business. Catching, training, finding Pokémon, escorting people, y’know the random shit no one else wants to do” she explained, pausing for a moment to dig into her bag. She pulled a sheet of paper from her bag and held it up to Zernebog for him to take. With the appearance of the paper, Ricki puffed up in pride. “Made the fliers all myself” she declared and beamed up at him, eager for approval or commentary. “Stuck them all over ferries, Sevii, Kanto and Johto. It’s started off slow, but I’ve really been picking up jobs recently” she chuckled.
“I even got myself a co-worker, a pretty awesome guy. Sweet as sugar, and a bottomless pit like Rama, but I swear the guy is like a ninja or somethin’” she tacked on, looking up briefly in thought as she wondered if that comparison was accurate. With a shrug, Ricki looked back ahead. “Other than work, though, there’s really nothing to account for other than the strange bullshit that always seems to happen around Halloween. Y’know the mutated Pokémon sighting stuff?” she questioned, glancing over at Zernebog. It took a moment for her to recall that her friend had managed to avoid getting tugged into the Celebi disaster she’d been mixed up in a year ago, so she made a note to avoid bringing up that nightmare once more. “I caught this Raticate Ponyta monster, but when I went to pick up the pokeball, there was a Ponyta inside of it. I sold it to some bumbling blond, but it was still weird… Guess that’s what I get for catching creepy shit in the middle of the night” she mumbled, thinking briefly out loud.
Swinging her bag back around to her other side, one had to wonder what Zernebog would think if he knew just what else was in the old duffel bag Ricki toted around. In her fit while leaving Arcane, Ricki had stolen important information about a certain Legendary. Granted, even the green haired trainer had no idea about that. Arcane had tried to track her down once, but with the interference of Elinda Aspen, the mystery of why was never truly solved. The issue had simply been passed on as Arcane wanting to get Ricki back for pissing off most of the administrators of the group. She had a knack for that.
Post by Zernebog Romanov on Nov 12, 2013 6:17:15 GMT -5
Rise Rebel Resist
I'm the one of the freaks, the faggots, the geeks, the savages, rouges, rebels, dissident devils, artists, martyrs, infidels...
{ tags: Ricki }{ words 685 }{ short notes: as the lady wishes }
“I’ve always got some sort of weirdo on my case”
”True that.” Zernebog smirked. Hey, if she wanted to make light of her horrendous luck with creeps, then who was he not to indulge her?
In any case though, Zernebog didn’t have the time to say anything else because she quickly changed the subject to something else. The new topic immediately tore his attention away from the old topic, if only because he couldn’t actually bring himself to believe that Ricki started her own business. Well, for a moment anyway, because he’d honestly thought that she would be content with a life of constant wandering and trainer battles or have herself hired in some sort of low-end job.
Then he remembered her track record with superiors back in that region with Arcane as well as her complete and utter disdain for authority figures in general. Her disdain of them was so bad that it made his own dislike for authority look like minor, almost insignificant thing in comparison. Besides, the thought of Ricki working in the service industry as a waitress or cook was ridiculous, and any notion of her being in a nine-to-five job as a normal office employee was absolutely ludicrious. He knew her well enough to know that she would go mad.
”Oh? Sounds interesting….” Zernebog trailed off as a flier was shoved into his hands. With a scrutinizing eye –even though he knew jack shit about advertising- he took a look at it. The first thing that caught his attention was all of the green. Figures. Well, at least she’s found a dominant color. Made things look more organized. It was rather simple and a bit understated, with language he expected from Ricki trying to be formal. All in all, very… her, for the lack of a better word.
The most surprising part though was that the flier wasn’t nearly as bad as he thought it would be. Ricki didn’t look like a person with any inclination towards the arts, and she certainly didn’t act like it either. This flier proved otherwise, telling him two things. One, that even people he knew well like Ricki had their hidden depths, and two, that he still had a long way to go before he was able to peg people accurately. He blamed his somewhat-isolated upbringing.
Still, from the expression on her face, Zernebog could see that she was expecting an answer. Might as well.
”Now, I don’t know the first thing about advertising, but….” Zernebog began, looking very somber as he took his eyes off of the flier, like he was about to deliver bad news. The silence suddenly became tense as he let it stretch out for a few moments, drawing out the wait any the emotions he might’ve evoked as much as possible.
Then, he grinned. ”It’s a bit bare-bones, but pretty good for your first ad overall. In my opinion anyway.” He waited for any sort of response from her before he continued. ”And hey, in businesses like yours, reputation means a lot. Just keep going and soon you’ll have work dropping on your lap faster than weeds pop up in someone’s lawn when they foget to tend to it.“
The next thing she said made his eyebrows raise a little. Not that she could see it through the bandana, but it was the thought that counted. ”A ninja-like co-worker? Somehow I’m not surprised.” He deadpanned.
Zernebog then had to stop himself from literally stopping in the middle of the road. ”Wait, you met mutated pokemon too?” Zernebog narrowed his eyes. So his suspicions were practically confirmed. The cases really weren’t endemic only to Dragonspiral Tower. But he had to make sure. Cross all his t’s and dot all his i’s as the saying goes.
Once she was done explaining what happened to her, he frowned a little. ”Where exactly did you encounter them?”
Before he was able to say anything else though, a creature suddenly leaped out in front of them from the bushes, trying its very best to look intimidating.
Post by Ricki Jace on Nov 16, 2013 17:22:17 GMT -5
After handing over the flier, Ricki impatiently waited for Zernebog’s judgment call. He was typically honest, and she knew he’d have no issues with pointing out crappy work when he saw it. So, when he trailed off, Ricki’s grinning face slowly shrank to a worried gaze. Was it too green? She figured it’d be a good idea to use that as her ‘trademark’ given her quirky hair color. Too much bold? Maybe she should have put her name? She put her number, anyways, so it’s not like it was that much of an issue. Many variables went through her mind before Zernebog finally gave her a grin. She blinked a few times at the praise and her grin immediately came back.
With his encouragement and strange metaphor, Ricki’s ego was sufficiently boosted. With her little smirk and scoff, she chimed “Well thank you, Ziggy.” If he didn’t take the flier, she’d just put it back away and merely take a moment to bask in her brief arrogance. In all honesty, Richelle Jace wasn’t the most confident woman in the world, but she certainly had her moments in which pride was a prevalent sin. It was these bursts of vanity that probably lead her to clashing with those who were in places of authority and talking down on her. While she didn’t set herself up on a pedestal, Ricki wasn’t the kind to back down when being told what to do. If someone wanted to make her do something, they were going to earn her respect, not expect it.
So following her brief pride, and Zernebog’s lack of surprise when it came to the description of her co-worker ( because honestly, there was hardly anything about Ricki that was really that surprising anymore ) they moved right onto the strange happenings of this merry season. Halloween’s spook-tacular mutated Pokémon appearances all over the world had gathered the attention of men and women everywhere, but after they all seemingly vanished or returned to normal, the attention the event originally earned had died down a lot. So, after mentioning her terrific run-in, it became apparent that Zernebog had encountered the monsters himself.
“Yeah, ran into a couple back in Kanto” she answered, giving a shrug. “Right arou—” she started only for something to suddenly break through the brush ahead of them. A Lapras, and a rather pissed off looking one at that, was staring the duo down. Ricki had already come to a stop and simply glanced over at Zernebog, carefully quirking a brow at her friend. While Lapras was something desirable, she didn’t want to catch anything, yet. “You want it?” she asked, unhooking a pokeball from her hip with intentions to battle it should the other want to pass it off.
As she started to remove the Bulbasaur’s pokeball from her hip, though, the Lapras would already be on the move. Taking a deep breath, he would whip his head around. In a make shift dance, the Pokémon moved his body accordingly and the skies would seem to conform to his desires. Oh great, Ricki knew exactly was coming and immediately tugged her hood up as drops of rain would begin to fall from the sky. Rain Dance, how wonderful. She simply stared at Zernebog, annoyance evident on her face as she waited for him to choose on what he wanted to do with it. Ricki was done expanding her collection after having the give up almost half of her Pokémon before her move to Sinnoh.
I HAVE 586 WORDS FOR ZERNEBOG
Lapras used Rain Dance Probably getting ready for a Water Gun
Post by Zernebog Romanov on Dec 4, 2013 2:39:01 GMT -5
Rise Rebel Resist
I'm the one of the freaks, the faggots, the geeks, the savages, rouges, rebels, dissident devils, artists, martyrs, infidels...
{ tags: Ricki }{ words 632 }{ short notes: fight on? }
Zernebog hadn’t been able to dwell on what little Ricki was able to say before the pokemon sprung out at them, looking as angry as a Tauros seeing a waving red cape. The sight of this particular pokemon looking absolutely pissed and practically shooting death rays from its eyes was enough to give Zernebog pause. Not because he was intimidated or anything, but there was just something… wrong about a Lapras looking that furious with something. It was doubly strange when the anger was directed at both of them when he was pretty sure that he and Ricki hadn’t done anything to offend it yet.
Well, at least he knew that he personally didn’t do anything that would warrant that sort of response from something that’s normally peaceful and pacifistic. Maybe Ricki did something to it to make it that mad before he came in here? He wouldn’t put it past her.
Before he was about to ask her about it though, Ricki turned around and asked him if he wanted to catch that Lapras. For a second, he was tempted to catch it in order to sell it since a Lapras didn’t suit his battle style, but he wasn’t in the mood to catch something just for that. Especially after it started dancing, summoning the first of what was likely to be many rain drops.
Just great. Rain Dance. Again. That certainly would have been handy when those grasslands were on fire some time ago. He had to rely on a proverbial dice roll just to extinguish most of it. But then again, he wouldn’t have expected a Lapras to be anywhere near that area since there was no water around that place for what seemed like kilometers.
”Nah.” Zernebog shook his head. ”Not my style. You can have it if you want.”
The Lapras turned its head at him, looking like he mortally offended it with his words for some reason. In response, he just stared back at it with a raised eyebrow, causing it to somehow get even madder and actually spit out a small jet of water at him. Water Gun, the back of his mind whispered.
With a sufficiently annoyed look on his face, Zernebog sidestepped the Water Gun , watching as it flew by him harmlessly and splashed against some rocks behind him. ”Oh, so you wanna play hard ball, huh?” There was now a dangerous look in his eyes as he slowly reached for a pokeball on his belt.
However, as he was reaching for a pokeball on his belt, he saw that Ricki had already unhooked one of hers from her belt. Since the Lapras seemed to want to fight him, the white haired trainer thought that maybe it would be more pissed off if he decided to pass on fighting it too despite the declaration and just leave it to her. Besides, although he won’t admit it, he was curious to see if there were any improvements in Ricki’s battling style or if there was anything he could glean and add to his own repertoire by watching her.
”…you know what, you’re not worth the effort.” Zernebog deadpanned as he smirked at the Lapras with the most cocky and infuriating expression shining in his eyes, causing it to do its best impression of bristling. ”So Ricki, if you want to kick big, blue, and annoying down the curb, you’re free to do so. Just tell me if you don’t feel like dealing with a pest though, because if not I’ll have one of mine deal with this one quickly.”
That caused another fast stream of water to shoot by him, only for him to dodge it as well by ducking. ”Can’t even take a little honesty. Sheesh.”
Post by Ricki Jace on Dec 15, 2013 23:05:30 GMT -5
The falling rain was enough incentive for Ricki to want to battle this, especially since she was covered in dirt from her running around. Now it was really irritate her skin, much to her disdain, if all this water didn’t do the trick. She wiped off her cheek as she lightly tossed her pokeball of choice up and down. A snort and amused chuckle came from her when Zernebog looked ready to take over the battle himself after being nearly nailed by the pissy Lapras’s Water Gun. She smirked and was ready to let the other take over the battle, but it would be then that he noticed she was already prepared for the battle.
She quirked a brow at him as he gave it a moment of thought, before he had the nerve to piss the thing off even more and pass the job off to her. She shot him a slight look herself, before scoffing slightly and laughing once more as the Lapras shot off another Water Gun at Zernebog. “I’ll take it from here, I think he’s had about enough of you” she taunted, before turning her focus to the Lapras who was still staring down Zernebog. The irritated thing must have either been young, arrogant, or just woke up on the wrong side of the pond. Given it was in the middle of a dry path, she assumed the last of the options.
Stepping forward, Ricki let out a high pitch whistle, something she’d learned from her mother, to get the Lapras’s focus, or next glare. It shot off another Water Gun, one Ricki ducked down to avoid as she released her own Pokémon. Breezy the Bulbasaur came out directly in front of her trainer, getting her order right away. “Shut it up” Ricki immediately demanded in which Breezy’s strong vines would slide from underneath her bulb and out towards the Lapras. As the Water Gun began to die down, it was immediately ended the moment Breezy’s vines coiled around his muzzle and forced his jaw shut. “Alright, tie ‘im down” she tacked on, stepping back as the Lapras whipped its head back in rebellion.
Breezy was yanked from the ground at the action, but with adjustments to her vines, she proceeded to suddenly send her tiny form flying at the Lapras to smashed into the Lapras’s face in a make-shift headbutt. The act more so pissed off the Pokémon as it once more attempted to whip the Bulbasaur off, but Breezy simply shortened the vines to cement herself to the water type’s face. With herself cemented in place, seeds began to fall on the ground from her bulb and more vines started to sprout on the Lapras. Leech seed started to hold the Lapras down, and after a moment, the Pokémon’s mouth suddenly began to puff up as it tried another Water Gun. “Release!” Ricki ordered and without any other warning, Breezy’s vines swiftly let go of the Lapras’s maw and shot up to the branches above to pull her out of the way. Water flew everywhere, before the disgruntled Lapras turned back to Ricki. A bright light would shine from the trees above just as the Lapras shot off another blast of Water at Ricki. She barely moved to the side in time, before vines would once more shoot out of the trees to coil around the Lapras’s mouth and stop it from using the attack.
Due to her size, of course Breezy had no means of staying in place on the branch she had temporarily pulled herself onto, especially with the Lapras attempting to yank her back down to Earth. Rather than falling towards the wild Pokémon, though, Breezy would fall back towards Ricki, her vines pulling the Lapras’s head up as the branch and vines acted like a pulley system. It would be as she fell back down to Earth in front of Ricki that it would be revealed that whilst in the trees, Breezy had had a sudden growth spurt. The Ivysaur was heavier than her prior form, and as she forced her weight to the ground, it was proving to be too difficult for the weakening Lapras to pull off the ground. Especially when every time Breezy so much as was lifted again, she’d shoot off a round of Razor Leaves at the wild Pokémon.
Suppressed by the Leech Seeds, head held up, and mouth muzzled by the Vine Whip, while being attacked by the Razor Leaf, the land locked water-type was pretty much done for. It didn’t take long for everything to take its toll and finally the Lapras would faint from the damage. Ricki didn’t let it go quite yet, though. She eyed the Pokémon, tilting her head slightly as if to study it, before giving a nod and looking down at Breezy. “Good, Breezy. Slowly set ‘im down and release” she ordered, before coming over to kneel down by her Pokémon with a happy smile at the sight of her evolved form. The Ivysaur obeyed the orders without hesitation and slowly the Lapras’s head would be set on the ground to reveal it was out cold. The vines slowly uncurled from around his face, before immediately snapping right back into the Ivysaur’s bulb, like extended tape suddenly being released and speeding back to its holder. “Aw, you’re so smart” Ricki snickered, hugging the Ivysaur and nuzzling her for a moment, before turning a look back to Zernebog, her smile taking an almost smug grin. “My Ivysaur ain’t that bad, huh~?” she cooed, before laughing and starting to get back up to her feet. “Alright, let’s get moving before something else pops up” she instructed.
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Moving onto spawn 2 / 8
Breezy uses Vine Whip to put a muzzle on the Lapras, and crash into its head. Using the close proximity she hits the Lapras with a Leech Seed to hold it down before taking to the trees. In the leaves, she evolves, before using Vine whip to muzzle Lapras again, and dropping down, weight countering the Lapras and forcing him to hold his head upright. Repeat with Razor Leaves and the Leech Seed and Lapras is KO'd.
Post by Zernebog Romanov on Dec 19, 2013 13:35:04 GMT -5
Rise Rebel Resist
I'm the one of the freaks, the faggots, the geeks, the savages, rouges, rebels, dissident devils, artists, martyrs, infidels...
{ tags: Ricki }{ words 1341 }{ short notes: muse powah }
“I’ll take it from here, I think he’s had about enough of you”
Zernebog glanced at Ricki with half-lidded eyes even as she took over the reins on this one. ”You don’t say.” He deadpanned, lips quirked upwards in a facsimile of a smirk.
Still, the comment seemed to do the trick. Ricki was now handling the Lapras instead of him, leaving him free to watch her and her pokemon and see if she’s improved any since their last battle atop a roof back in Johto. The fact that he didn’t have to do anything else but watch while enjoying the light rain on his face and scalp was just a great bonus.
Upon seeing which one she let out, Zernebog wasn’t surprised to see that she was using a grass-type against the Lapras even though it was partly an ice-type as well. Still, he wasn’t sure if he’d ever seen her use that Bulbasaur in a battle before… ever. Usually she relied on the Lucario, the Pidgeot, or even the Bronzong on occasion, so this was a bit new. Now he was really paying attention to the fight.
Zernebog watched as the Lapras had its mouth forcibly closed shut by the vines emerging from the Bulbasaur’s bulb while simultaneously giving it a headbutt before it was held down into place by several plants that emerged from the seeds thrown from the grass pokemon’s bulb. The sight held his attention, a small sense of satisfaction rising in his chest as he watched the creature try to thrash away from its bonds and puff up in what looked like an attempt to spit out even more water.
However, he was forced to shield his face from a sudden onslaught of gushing water when the Bulbasaur suddenly let go of the damn thing’s mouth. He was so preoccupied with the water and covering his face that he didn’t see the bright light shining in the trees above them. When he was sure that the spray of water was gone, he took off the hand from his face and saw the Lapras’s head being pulled up by green vines going over a branch.
Gold eyes followed the thick green vines, expecting to see a Bulbasaur at the end of them. He was pleasantly surprised to see that she was no longer a Bulbasaur, but an Ivysaur! Not just any Ivysaur, but one that was turning the water pokemon into a makeshift piñata by battering it with leaves while holding it in place with her vines and plants from what looked like Leech Seed. This one was creative, at the very least. He definitely approved.
With the onslaught of attacks upon its prone form, it didn’t take long for the Lapras to finally fall unconscious. Zernebog could only smirk and watch in amusement as Ricki double-checked to see if the thing really was in lala-land before ordering her Ivysaur to lower it down gently. His smirk widened when he saw her hug the Ivysaur and nuzzle it like a stuffed toy for a few moments before turning to him and actually addressing him.
”Well-” Zernebog began, only to be interrupted by an enormous stream of bubbles headed his way, forcing him to sidestep them.
Instinctively, Zernebog turned around to see the source and almost sighed when he saw the form of a small, angry-looking Piplup. ”Why must you tempt fate, Ricki?”
As predicted, the woman sniped back at him. ”What did I do this time?”
In response, Zernebog simply pointed at the angry blue bird. ”Tempt fate. See what happens?” He deadpanned.
”Still, at least it ain’t the usual shitty fare your luck dishes out.” He shrugged even as he had to dodge another stream of bubbles. Just why was this stupid thing gunning for him anyway? He hadn’t even done anything yet!
He could see her roll her eyes. ”Oh hardy har har, do you want to catch it or not, asshole?”
He mulled it over for all of a second before shaking his head. ”Nah. Got no use for a Piplup.”
He saw her shrug. ”Same. Do what you want with it. Or I’ll handle it too.”
”My turn this time.” He didn’t have time to shrug as he leaped over the Piplup trying to stab his legs with its beak. ”I’ve got someone that wants to let out some steam.”
”Oh this’ll be good.”
”You have no idea….” Zernebog muttered as he took a pokeball from his belt and released the pokemon from within, revealing the form of an utterly stoic and twitching Elekid.
”Go crazy, Hera.” Was his only order, causing the Elekid to smile wickedly and the Piplup to huff in irritation at being ignored and underestimated.
”Elekid~” Hera didn’t bother with the pleasantries and unleashed a shockwave of electricity at the Piplup before it could even finish inhaling for another round of bubbles using Bubblebeam.
“PIIIIIP?!” The Piplup screamed in pain as the electricity hit it, causing most of its muscles to stiffen and lock up painfully. It then became even more horrified when an unholy gleam entered the Elekid’s eyes, causing it to whimper pathetically and brace itself for the incoming beating. At the very least, it could try to return the horrible pain it was about to receive back to its sender.
And indeed, the Piplup’s prediction came through when the Elekid rammed into it with the force of a small car and began raining down electrified punch after electrified punch, with each super-effective strike causing massive waves of pain to run down its spine even as the electric pokemon muttered curses and obscenities at it that scared it way more than the pain did. Just what was wrong with this one anyway?
”Kid?!” Even with spasming muscles, the Piplup managed a horrified look as Hera growled in indignation and smacked it into the ground with a vicious punch. Okay, now it was probably time to release all of the pent-up energy it had stored up.
It tried to release the energy it stored up to try and knock out the crazy bitch, only to realize that the electricity had done its work so well that the rest of its muscles aside from its lungs and face were completely unresponsive. That left the Piplup helpless as Hera used it as her very own punching bag, punching it over and over and over until the creature was nothing but a still pile of bloodied bruises and broken bones.
”Kid… kid… kid….” Hera huffed, her body bowed and her fists shaking as she forced herself to still once her opponent was knocked unconscious. She relished in the adrenaline surge that was chasing the strange pain in her abdomen away, not noticing that her form was starting to shine brightly.
All she felt was euphoria as her form was completely encased in light, growing taller and stockier as she gained a tail and actual fingers and toes. Once the light faded, in place of an Elekid was an Electabuzz with her head bowed, still huffing and puffing like she never even noticed that she evolved.
”Hera...?” Zernebog blinked in shock. ”You evolved.”
As if snapping out of a trance, Hera shook her head and stared down at her hands. Her new, much more useful dexterous hands. She gave them an experimental wiggle before suddenly grinning and tackling her trainer into a hug that nearly sent them both tumbling onto the forest floor had Zernebog not braced himself for impact on time.
”Whoa, what’s gotten into you!” Zernebog chuckled, more than a little confused since just a second ago she looked like she still wanted to break more faces but still returning the affection with a fond head rub anyway.
It took him a minute to remember that he had an audience. ”Did you like the performance, Ricki?” What he didn’t know was that there was more than one….
OOC: Permission to use banter and Ricki in this post was given by Lyro. Zerne: Why must you tempt fate, Ricki? [12/16/2013 12:38:20 PM] Lyro Cross: Ricki: What did I do this time? [12/16/2013 12:39:50 PM] The Troubadour: Zerne: -points at Piplup- Still, at least it ain't the usual shitty fare your luck dishes out [12/16/2013 12:40:10 PM] Lyro Cross: Ricki: Oh hardy har har, do you want to catch it or not, asshole? [12/16/2013 12:40:26 PM] The Troubadour: Zerne: Nah. Got no use for a Piplup. [12/16/2013 12:40:55 PM] Lyro Cross: Ricki: Same here, do with it what you want, or I'll handle it, too. [12/16/2013 12:41:24 PM] The Troubadour: Zerne: -shrugs- My turn this time. I've got someone that wants to let out some steam [12/16/2013 12:42:33 PM] Lyro Cross: Ricki: Oh this'll be good. [12/16/2013 12:42:51 PM] The Troubadour: Zerne: -releases furious (PMSing) female Elekid- [12/16/2013 12:43:02 PM] Lyro Cross: Pffffffffffft [12/16/2013 12:44:13 PM] Lyro Cross: Feel free to use that banter for your post to explain Ricki's skipping it too so we can just move onto the next Spawn after you post //thumbs up? [12/16/2013 12:44:17 PM] The Troubadour: Yeah
Taking seat beside her newly evolved Ivysaur, Ricki was ready for a show at the hands of Zernebog Romanov. She recalled her many times of battling with him, seeing him back in their old gang, she had no doubt if she hadn’t gotten the position back in their old group first, he would have taken it instead. Humming quietly to herself, she slowly tilted her head as he released an Elekid, having not seen him use that Pokémon before. Electric type versus Water type, well this was going to be an electrifying experience. She smiled to herself at her joke and glanced over at Breezy, who was just content with watching the fight.
Focus shifting back to Hera the Elekid and the wild Piplup, Ricki blinked a few times at Hera’s straightforward battling. What a little brute, she noticed, taking note of the fact the Elekid was actually intimidating the Piplup with its ferocity. Nice, very nice, Ricki watched the Pokémon quarrel, with Hera having no issue dominating the fight. As the fight escalated, it slowly began to become apparent to her just what was the strong difference between her and Zernebog, though. He didn’t mind his Pokémon being rather merciless, while Ricki only made a point of knocking out the opponent. Only when she felt it was deserved did she let her Pokémon get in a few extra hits. Ricki began to slowly grimace as the Piplup would end up bloody and broken, her brows furrowing a little. No more screaming or fighting, clearly the Piplup was out cold, so the extra barrage of punches were nothing more than overkill at this point. She could still remember a few stories about his devilish Erebus that made her relieved that Spooker was just content with scaring people.
As the Elekid beat on the wild Pokémon, Ricki started to slowly get up and returned Breezy to her pokeball. She sighed, and glanced over at Zernebog, ready to speak up and point out that the Piplup had actually passed out a few minutes ago. Before she could though, the electric type was apparently finally done with the assault. Ricki’s eyes trailed to her, before it dawned on her that Hera was giving off an obvious glow. Really? Another evolution so soon? She needed to hang out with Zernebog more often, he was an evolution magnet!
Ricki’s brows rose as she admired the newly evolved Electabuzz and couldn’t help but grin when she nearly tackled Zernebog. Maybe she’d loosen up a bit in this form? Ricki wasn’t too sure, but the two seemed to be happy with the arrangements. With a chuckle of her own, she was pretty sure the other nearly forgot she was there until he finally addressed her. “She’s definitely passionate, I’ll give you that” she commented, before hearing another rustle of the leaves. Were they suddenly in the Pokémon hot spot? Ricki turned slightly to see what was next and stared down at the sight Charmander scurrying along the ground towards the two. Being spotted by Ricki, it began to back up, tail up in the air as it a warning to them to stay back.
“… I don’t want it, you already got one, I’ll handle it” she summarized, moving her hand to her belt. The Charmander opened his mouth slightly, flames dancing around in his mouth in warning. He continued to back up, before Ricki would take the pokeball from her belt and chuck it towards the flaming lizard.
Hitting the Charmander’s forehead, the pokeball bounced off and snapped open, but rather than dragging the Charmander inside of it, a Totodile popped out of it. “Chomp!” Ricki shouted and immediately after the Totodile hit the ground, it would leap forward at the very close Charmander. His long jaws locked down on the Charmander’s head in a tight Crunch attack that made the Charmander squirm and cry out. Especially when it became apparent that without even being told to do so, the Totodile was layering its fangs with ice as well. While not as effective, the pressure of the bite was still painful. The Charmander spat fire and quickly the fire type and water type began rolling around on the ground, attempting to pin one another. The fire lizard was clearly irriated, but the water lizard was more so amused than anything. As the Charmander would shove it down, though, it would immediately be met by a powerful burst of water to the face. Flying up into the air as the water forced him up and off, “Batter up!”, the Totodile quickly shot up to its feet as his tail was engulfed in water. Reeling back his tail, as the Charmander fell, the Totodiel would move to meet it as quickly as possible and knock it away with a powerful whack of its Aqua Tail. The Charmander flew off into the brush, presumably running away as the Totodile immediately began to trot over to Ricki.
“Home run!” Ricki declared, kneeling down to greet her Totodile. Rather than any affectionate hugs or cuddles, the Totodile took this chance to demonstrate to Ricki what a love bite was. As she reached out to pet his head, the little crocodile’s jaws opened and snapped shut on her hand. She yelped at the bite, but it wasn’t terribly painful as it was a rather… large loving nip. The Totodile seemed happy with the act while Ricki was stuck sitting there in pain as her Pokémon did not seem to want to let go. “… Really? Really?” she grumbled, glaring at Nibbler as his tail began to slowly wave back and forth in joy.
By The Way; Passing the Charmander ( 3 / 8 ) Sorry for the wait, requesting next spawn now. Also, say hi to Nibbler! Ricki had him back on her original site, but he never got to see much action.
Post by Zernebog Romanov on Jan 3, 2014 2:47:10 GMT -5
Rise Rebel Resist
I'm the one of the freaks, the faggots, the geeks, the savages, rouges, rebels, dissident devils, artists, martyrs, infidels...
{ tags: Ricki }{ words 1129 }{ short notes: Hi Nibbler! }
Passionate? Well that was one way to put that wanton display of savagery and overly-affectionate hug that followed from his Electabuzz. Personally, he would peg it more as some sort of possession or maybe a delayed after-effect of that mysterious candy he had gotten from the cauldron. To be fair though, she brought this upon herself when she stole the candy and ate it without even asking what it was.
”Passionate. Right.” Zernebog grinned wryly as he continued to rub behind Hera’s new antenna. ”That’s one way to put it. She’s just burning with all that passion today.”
Hera continued to nuzzle and purr against him even as yet another pokemon emerged out of the woodwork, making him wonder if there was something in the air that was pulling the pokemon to them instead of them having to search for it. Maybe Ricki had some sort of incense or bell on her that he didn’t know about that kept reeling them in like metal to magnets. Or maybe this place was just a hotspot for the rares. First a Lapras, then a Piplup, and now a Charmander! They haven’t even moved from their spots ever since the Lapras ambushed them for some unknown and bizarre reason.
Zernebog figured that Hyperion might want to meet another one of his kind to say hi or gloat or something, but before he could even think about reaching for his pokeball he was already beaten to it by Ricki. Well, if she wanted to take the reins on this one then who was he to say no? Less trouble for him. Besides, he still had to keep Hera calm.
”Alright.” Zernebog smirked and stepped back, nudging Hera to move with him. In response, she did move but then buried herself deeper into his leg. Weird.
Resolving to figure out what was up with Hera later, Zernebog turned his attention to the battle. To his pleasant surprise, he saw another familiar face instead of the Ivysaur- the Totodile. Nibbler –or was it Nipper- if he remembered it right. This one was another that he’d rarely ever seen her use. Actually… he didn’t think that he ever saw her use this little reptile in a mission at all, so this should be interesting at the very least.
Given what the pokemon was, Zernebog wasn’t surprised to see Ricki start off the fight with a biting attack. He was amused though when the bite turned into a wrestling match between the two small pokemon. Given their tiny limbs, he bet that it wouldn’t last for long before someone pushed the other away with another move.
And he was right. The Charmander was pushed away by a huge burst of water that sent it flying up and away from the Totodile on the ground. He watched as the Totodile wasted no time in standing up and slamming the still-airborne Charmander into the bushes with a powerful Aqua Tail upon Ricki’s order. Well… if the thing wasn’t unconscious from all of those super-effective hits then it should at least be running away the moment after he heard that powerful thud.
”And that’s a point for you.” Zernebog joked once he heard Ricki talk, trying his hand at a reference joke for once while watching Ricki get bitten by the small blue reptile. ”Could use a little work on the follow-through though.”
”I think that-” Whatever Zernebog was about to say would be forever unknown as a glowing blur suddenly tackled the Electabuzz attached to his leg, removing her from his leg and sending him tumbling down to the ground in an ungraceful heap in the process.
“Eevee!” The blur cried out as it moved away from both Zernebog and Hera with a smug grin, revealing itself to be an Eevee in the process.
”Oh great.” Zernebog narrowed his eyes and glared at the smug thing. ”Another one of those rats. Hera… rip it to shreds.”
”Buzz~!” Where was once a content and peaceful creature, now stood an angry goddess of lightning and vengeance as electricity violently streaked around her shaking form. In contrast to her furious body language, there was a sweet smile on her face as she winked at the Eevee and sent out the pheromones to reel him in, made visible by the small hearts that was sent its way that the brown creature made no move to dodge.
Given what was going on in Hera’s body right now in conjunction with the attractive hormones she was giving off, it was easy for the Eevee to fall under her spell and become stricken by one of cupid’s arrows. “Eevee~” The brown creature smiled and sighed as he approached what now looked like the most beautiful creature in the world to his eyes.
Immediately, Hera’s expression turned from pleasant and inviting to absolutely livid as she suddenly lunged at the love-struck Eevee with a powerful Quick Attack, sending them both to the ground. The Eevee simply grinned goofily at being tackled, thinking that he was going to get lucky despite the frightening expression on Hera’s face. He was quickly proven wrong when she started wailing on him with her electrified fists instead of doing the naughty things he was envisioning.
“Ee….” The Eevee was stuck in a haze of pain and pleasure, the Attract having clouded his thoughts and making everything warped to make her seem like the hottest thing ever. It couldn’t even do anything more than grunt and spasm as the electricity made its body go stiff and rigid, leaving him helpless under her vicious assault.
Zernebog could only watch with an indifferent expression, skillfully hiding the slight horror he was feeling at the sheer cruelty of this spectacle. Beating up a pokemon straight-up was one thing, but seducing it and then beating on it like it was a punching bag? Wow, that was a trick that he thought only Erebus would do. She must’ve been really mad at having been detached from his leg like that. If he hadn’t seen worse before, then he would’ve definitely been more open about his horror.
Hera continued on like that for three minutes, well past the time that the Eevee became limp and unconscious from the pain and conflicting feelings swirling in its head. Once those three minutes were up, she suddenly stood up, shook her head, and then proceeded to bury herself into Zernebog’s leg again with a peaceful smile.
”Uh….” Zernebog looked more than a little disconcerted as he looked at Hera. ”That was… an interesting… outburst, Hera.” He sounded a little choked as he continued.
”Sorry about that show, Ricki.” Zernebog scratched his head and shrugged. ”She’s not normally like this.”
