Do Turtles Dig This? [Badlands Treasure Hunt]

[Zernebog Romanov]

Rise Rebel Resist I'm the one of the freaks, the faggots, the geeks, the savages, rouges, rebels, dissident devils, artists, martyrs, infidels... { tags: Unknown } { words 486 } { short notes: dig dig dig } At this point, it was unsurprising to see Zernebog back at the same dig site he had been frequenting for the last few days. Given how much treasure he had been hauling from it lately, it was only to be expected that he would come back there again with his regular digging crew. However, there was something different for this round. Something blue, bulky, and larger than life. ”Blastoise!” A Blastoise. Namely, Zernebog’s newly-evolved Blastoise, Hydros. Now what could the white haired man be planning with a large blue turtle out in the wastes? Simple. Digging training. Unlike Achilles or Atlas, Hydros wasn’t naturally built for digging, nor was he born with the inclination for it. In fact, he was even less suited to digging than the winged Hyperion, given that the large blue turtle was far less maneuverable than the black dragon. It was something that he had to reticify as soon as possible if he wanted this to actually work. ”Okay guys, you know what to do.” Zernebog hollered to the other three before turning his full attention onto the uncharacteristically-nervous Hydros. ”You on the other hand are with me. One way or another we’re going to figure out a way for you to dig as fast as Hyperion at least. Or at least somewhere around that level.” Hoping for Hydros to dig as fast as Achilles –or even Arceus forbid Atlas- was a ridiculous pipe dream. He was just not built for speed. He’d have more luck trying to outrace a Dewgong in the water than trying that stunt. ”Now… you can start by taking a kneeling position.” Zernebog ordered, only to sweatdrop when Hydros did so and showed that even while kneeling there was still no way that the Blastoise’s arms could reach the ground without falling flat on its plastron. ”…This might take a while.” Zernebog deadpanned. MADE BY KIROUKO OF GANGNAM-STYLE

[Slate]

Dig Dig Dig . . .  What's this?!
Congratulations, You've found  Relic Band !
A bracelet made in a civilization about 3,000 years ago. A maniac will buy it for a high price.
( Post a Mod Summons to exchange this for •25 )

[Zernebog Romanov]

Rise Rebel Resist I'm the one of the freaks, the faggots, the geeks, the savages, rouges, rebels, dissident devils, artists, martyrs, infidels... { tags: Unknown } { words 309 } { short notes: dig dig dig } ”Gar gar gar gar….” A deep, throaty laugh echoed through a vast network of tunnels, scaring more than a few pokemon off of these freshly-made paths. Who wouldn’t be scared of something that sounded so maniacal and deranged? It would surprise them to know that there was no malice intended in that laugh. That was really the way that Achilles laughed. He got it from his father and from one of his favorite crazy uncles, Erebus. He always thought they had the best laugh. After all, it was both relieving and functional. As his trainer loves to say, it can’t get much better than that. The million-dot question was why was he laughing? Well, that’s simple. Even from here, he could hear his newest companion’s failed attempts at trying to dig with finesse. It sounded like a Wailmer was flailing up there like it was beached and still trying to dive anyway. It was enough to liven up his day after over an hour of finding nothing but some crummy old band that Zernebog probably wouldn’t be interested in anyway. Still, he knew why his trainer had the three of them dig far away from the training. The man was sensible enough to not let Hydros become discouraged by seeing the champs in action and realize that there was no way in hell that he would ever outspeed them on the ground. It was their territory, just as the water was his. Even he could admit that much. ”Hydros! You’re not supposed to be trying to swim in the sand, damn it all!” His trainer’s muffled shout managed to penetrate deep into the ground through his tunnels. Wow, he must be getting frustrated. ”Again!” That set off a new round of unsettling laughter from the Garchomp as he continued digging his way around the Badlands. Poor Hydros. MADE BY KIROUKO OF GANGNAM-STYLE

[Lyro]

Dig Dig Dig . . .  What's this?!
Congratulations, You've found  ABOMASITE !
This stone is required for Mega Evolving Abomasnow!

[Zernebog Romanov]

250

Rise Rebel Resist I'm the one of the freaks, the faggots, the geeks, the savages, rouges, rebels, dissident devils, artists, martyrs, infidels... { tags: Unknown } { words 250 } { short notes: dig dig dig } Unlike the other two, Hyperion wasn’t as used to digging. He simply wasn’t built for it. In fact, he was built to soar above the clouds and own it like no one’s business. It was just like his trainer to try and prove nature’s design wrong. Really, the guy should’ve learned not to mess with such things already, but then again he wouldn’t be his best friend if he didn’t do the unexpected and constantly kept pushing boundaries. Still, the black dragon couldn’t help but worry just a tad. Though Zernebog had sworn that he was going to back off on his search for that jerk alien that bamboozled them and then beat them up like they were nothing but malnourished, half-dead street urchins, he couldn’t help but think that he had ulterior motives in doing so. And knowing that his trainer tended to be obsessive about the things that hehunts, he was afraid that he might be right. But he supposed that he could worry about that later. Now, he had more important stuff to deal with, like carrying this shiny blue orb that he had found back to his best friend. Maybe the find of another one of these Mega Stones –because he could just feel the power wafting off of it- might distract him from whatever his dastardly mind was plotting. That is, if he didn’t succeed in the puzzle that was teaching Hydros how to dig like an Excadrill. Well, he could only hope anyway. [END] MADE BY KIROUKO OF GANGNAM-STYLE