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Post by Danny Kazuki on Feb 8, 2015 21:26:28 GMT -5
So being a trainer kind of sucked. It was the kind of occupation that left Danny scratching his head in frustration each time his team got their asses swept from superior strategies and overwhelming battle experience. The question still stood about whether this was his fault for not properly figuring out his potential teams before diving straight away into investing all he could into them, or if this was because his team lacked a certain synergy that trainers online warned him about. Now Danny liked to think that he enjoyed engaging himself in casual battles in order to test his skills as a trainer, and to figure out what the hell competitive battlers were up to these days in the hopes that some of their glorious strategies would trickle down in his direction. All was pleasant until Larry got his tail feathers singed and kicked by a 10 year old's Infernape, rattling Danny straight back to the drawing boards until he could figure out what he was managing to fuck up time and time again.
Maybe he wasn't giving himself enough credit. After all, there was no way that some freaking kid from Flash would have the time and energy into raising the serial Blaze Kicking Infernape that managed to decimate half of his team with little to no effort. His money was on hacks. Hax happened, and life was against him. "Bloody figures that's how it'd go." Danny grunted at the memory, shivering in horror as he took his first virgin steps into one of the many winding caves embedded in Nue's mountainous trails. His Pelipper giddily flew in front of him, acting as both a guide and temporary vehicle as water splashed around in his bill, threatening to tip over the bill's walls until Larry kept his beak shut for safe keeping. "How you doing in there, 'Nilla? Think you can handle training like this?" Not expecting much of a reaction, Danny grinned when he was reaffirmed with nothing but silence. Figured that his Aquarium buddy wouldn't talk. Vanilla rarely talked, and Danny doubted that the chances of this happening would magically go up just because he was trapped inside his Pelipper's mouth.
Training a Carvanha at a pond or a lake seemed like the reasonable thing to do--or at least it did at first--but team building suddenly jumped to a higher priority, and Danny figured things would work out faster if he trained Vanilla here while looking for the Pokemon he wanted. Best plan from the best man.
Post by Danny Kazuki on Mar 27, 2015 21:40:30 GMT -5
This cave was one hell of a place, judging from the size and depth of it. Whenever Danny talked above his indoor voice, the cave responded by smacking his words back to him with an echoy tremor. He wasn't sure what made caves like this as large and mysterious as they were, but he assumed that it had something to do with wild Pokemon that ate rocks like french fries. If an Onix made a cave like this, Danny would've been impressed. It certainly looked as if a humongous rock snake could've dug it up over time, but as far as he could tell, humans got here at some point. Bits of rope and abandoned torches were left to decay in the nearly impenetrable darkness, but thankfully Danny kept his phone out in the open to give the group a handy dandy light source that kept him from tripping over the occasional Diglett that giggled as it bolted around his feet.
Larry's eyes weren't nearly as good at adapting to the darkness as Danny's, but the Pelipper felt confident that he wouldn't bump into anything if he stuck to the ceiling. It was a good plan for a while, but a horde of wild Swoobat and Woobat weren't happy about getting bowled over by a Pelipper that couldn't look where he was going. Heck, Larry would've been pissed if he was in their position. But he couldn't fathom why these bats shrieked and flew in a furious frenzy because his clumsy self happened to bump into them. Larry yelped and clung to Danny's chest as the horde threatened to gang up into a single unit and chase the trespassers off as punishment. "Larry! What did you doooo?!" Danny ran as he swatted away at a pesky Swoobat, allowing another to Heart Stamp his exposed neck and suck some precious energy out of him until Danny slapped its cheeky face into the ground.
[ FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT ]
Whatever the hell was going on, it had to stop. Deciding that he was left with the choice to run until his harassers gave up or fight and risk losing, Danny whirled around and gripped his fingers into Larry's hips, causing the bird to yelp and struggle when Danny rose his feathered fiend high above his head. "Riiiiide that SUUUURF!" Danny demanded, hardly fearing the horde that raced closer and closer, giving Larry a beautiful opening that made it easy to flush out a Surf attack from his bill, knocking the clustered crew of bats back as the waves left them to stumble and bump heads into one another until the waves quietly subsided. It was a good move for the most part, but right as Danny lowered Larry to eye's level and patted him on the head, he he caught sight of Larry's particularly empty bill and threw Larry to the side. "Shit. Vanilla, you out there? Hey! Fishie fishieee. Come on out, you prankster." Injured Woobat and Swoobat heaved heavy sighs when they shuffled about and took flight, leaving Danny confused and horrified by the sound of wings flapping behind him as he waved his phone around like a sword to fend off the imposing branches of the darkness. Luckily the cave was pretty straightforward and didn't branch off too much, and the Carvanha that once took shelter in the Pelipper's beak was found after Danny stepped on his tail fin.
Whoops. Danny's foot quickly got acquainted with Vanilla's teeth, and the two stumbled and wrestled one another on the ground until Larry's horrified squawks broke it up. After exchanging an uneasy glance, the Vanilla allowed Danny to scoop him up and lead him straight into the heat of the fray, guided by a simple back light on a phone, eventually leading them to the white, feathery blob that zigzagged with an Agility throughout the winged horde, struggling to outrun them when most of them seemed so unaware of Larry's nimble cartwheels and hasty zips and zooms as he weaved between blue blurs.
Uh-oh. That looked pretty sucky. Even worse was when Larry caught sight of Danny and zipped behind him, leading the rest of the horde straight towards them as if he was some kind of bird shield. "You're a shit friend sometimes. Watch this. Vanilla the Reliable, it's time to kick ass! Leer them back, and get ready to Aqua Jet." Mimicking how he held Larry in the air like some kind of 'chosen child', Danny waved Vanilla back and forth to force each and every one of those damn Swoobat to reconsider ganging up on a small group of three. Two of the Woobat and a Swoobat in the back didn't catch the Carvanha's sharp stare, but enough were putting on the breaks to shed some distance between the opposing sides.
It wasn't like Vanilla trusted Danny's judgment or anything, but with so many pairs of eyes staring at him with seething hostility, the Carvanha could barely think straight as water shot out of his mouth and flowed behind him, propelling him into a sharp jump towards the cave's ceiling so he could bounce off of it and dive straight into the head of a nearby Swoobat, giving it a good clonk on the head until gravity attempted to pull him towards the unforgiving ground. "Grab onto one of them with an Ice Fang!" His vision might've been shit, but Danny could faintly make out the shadows that danced around one another as he ran underneath them, wiggling his phone around in a futile attempt to make sense of what was going on. Vanilla reacted in tune with the command, and before he fell out of range from a nearby Swoobat's tail, ice glossed over his fangs as he thrashed close enough to chomp onto its curly tail. It was an unexpected move that had the unfortunate Swoobat crash to the floor, KO'd with Vanilla flopping on top of its fuzzy body to put out a warning for the rest of the horde.
They hesitated at the Carvanha's might, but they knew full well that they were fighting a fish out of water, and it wasn't even a big fish at that. Certainly they'd be able to take care of some small fry when they outnumbered him 7 to 1. Several attempted to swarm around him with their heart shaped noses puckered up for a Heart Stamp, but no matter how much they drained and stamped away, nothing happened. Vanilla remained unharmed, and even found their attack to be pretty ticklish from the way their noses brushed against his rough skin. Now that dug the stake into the Carvanha's grave--he was going down.
While the bats were wising up to the dark type's immunity and prepared to lash out with Air Slashes and Air Cutters, Danny struggled to tame the beast that continued to cower behind his back."Larry, I swear. If you don't get back in there and clean your mess up, I'm throwing you in as a sacrifice. Stockpile and rescue him, for Pete's sake." Danny glared straight into the Pelipper's eyes and lowered himself to the bird's eye-level, even keeping his phone light right below his chin to make it look as if he was in the middle of telling an awful ghost story to scare the Pelipper into action. It was a cheap tactic, but Larry was getting kind of chubby recently, and Danny wanted him to lay off the food bribes for a bit. Thankfully it worked, because within seconds, Larry was diving into the middle of the Air Cutting crowd with a speedy Stockpile to boost his defenses. The sting of the wind continued to berate the Pelipper as he scooped Vanilla to safety within his massive bill, and by the time the pair looked ready to attack, one of the Woobats let out a warning squeak that had the rest of the horde using Calm Mind and Amnesia in order to properly defend themselves against another massive Surf.
But that didn't happen, and instead Larry carried Vanilla closer to the ceiling in an attempt to get a better angle on the horde so they could hit as many as possible. The wild Swoobat and Woobat proved to make that difficult when they squeaked and agreed to split into two groups, where one group managed to outspeed Larry by firing off various Air Cutters and Air Slashes in front of his path, while another group of Swoobat chased after him with their noses brimming with psychic power to suck him dry with a Heart Stamp. The shock of the wind attacks had Larry skidding to a halt mid-air, and before he could react and escape with an Agility, the 3 Swoobat were already clinging to his wings and pounding him down with Heart Stamp after Heart Stamp. With a worried whinny, the Pelipper sunk to the ground and attempted to swat the swarming bats off with his wings, but his peace was merely temporary, and the rest were quick to join in on the Heart Stamping torment.
It was a bad time to be Larry right now, and Danny was having a hard enough time trying to think of a good way to fend them all off. It all came down to whether Larry could last through the horde's torment and open his beak to attack, and luckily enough, Larry had the right moveset to get him through bat hell. "Roost it off, bruh. And Vanilla, you're not done in there yet, ok? Try to pry open that beak of his with an Aqua Jet, and go wild with Ice Fang!" He knew that flying types hated ice moves with a passion, and judging from how effective Ice Fang was on that last Swoobat, this horde was sure to dwindle down if Vanilla could get a couple of good hits in.
Following Danny's orders with a tired pant, Larry settled into the earth and roosted his stress and pain away, relaxing until the nesting motions as the bats continued to pester him with their assurances and heart stamps. Vanilla added to the chip damage by popping out of Larry's bill like a joker in a jack-in-the-box, fueled by a rapid Aqua Jet that had him bouncing towards two of the closest Swoobat so he could rip them off by their wings in a single Ice Fang. As Danny expected, the two were easily taken out in a single strike, but the Carvanha was vulnerable and exposed until Larry could come and pick him up, but the roosting bird had his own problems
The remaining three Swoobat convinced the two Woobat to tackle the Carvanha down while they kept the Pelipper busy, proceeding to mock him for sitting and healing while they tirelessly battled with friends and family beside them. The three continued to pester Larry with Air Cutters, striking at his wings while the two Woobat fluttered over to the Carvanha's side and teased him into submission by blowing air kisses at the grounded fish, attracting him into a lovey-dovey daze so they could finally finish him up with a united Air Slash. Danny was left to scoop the fainted Carvanha into his arms, wincing as Vanilla's rough skin continued to nick and prick at his exposed hands and wrists, but he kept the Carvanha safe until he could easily return him into his Pokeball so Larry could clean up the rest.
Bummed that his training session with Vanilla wasn't as perfect as it could've been, Danny's voice dropped and lost its enthusiasm as he ordered Larry to sweep them away with a Blizzard, which Larry did with ease since the Swoobats struggled to escape the Blizzard's vast coverage in the narrow tunnels, and while the Woobats dodged and fluttered around in a worried circle, Larry was easily able to finish them off and blow them away with a Hurricane, finally ending the match. "Thanks, bird bro. Might as well take a breather after that, huh?" He called up to Larry as the Pelipper flew back to Danny after clean-up duty, and with a relieved grin, he crashed into Danny's chest and nuzzled into his hands, forcing a few rewarding pets out of Danny until he was recalled back into his Pokeball.
tag: nah ▪ words: 2056 ▪ ooc:
eeeep I know I originally wanted Woobats but I'll pass because he doesn't really need one, and Stunfisk is more important. Exp. for Carvanha. Cave 1.
Post by Danny Kazuki on May 7, 2015 20:46:01 GMT -5
Once Vanilla and Larry got their training in for the day, Danny was left to explore until a series of dead ends kept him from proceeding any further. That sort of blew, but it wasn't a big deal. All it meant was that he had to find a new cave to explore, and preferably one that he spend a whole day walking around in. He remembered how to get back to the entrance for the most part, as his hands grasped against the bumpy texture of the walls, feeling his way through until a fork in the path dared him to test his memory on how to escape. Naturally, his luck sucked, and he had to groan and scratch his nails against yet another dead end until he could finally make it out of cave #1 before the evening sun hit the sky.
Bored with finding nothing but small caves that he could barely walk into, Danny kicked on the jams and plopped a bright orange ear bud into each ear, and soon the world around him became a vibrant 90s music video. Boy bands blared their rocking tunes from his ears to his feet, which were soon dancing along to the bliss of the nostalgia train. Swinging his arms around with his hips rocking to the Backstreet Boys, he peeked his head into another cave and squinted, allowing his eyes enough time to adjust to the lack of light until he deemed the cave worthy of exploration. Perfect. His playlist switched to Blue's All Rise, and as he hummed to the harmonica's melody, his right hand tapped against the cave's walls to match the rhythm of the song. Feeling out the cave gave him a better idea of what he was walking into, but whenever he hummed or tapped against the rocky walls, the echos in the cave blew the details of the songs in his ears to a satisfying conclusion. He might've been a passive listener, but it felt good pretending that he was the super cool performer that could pull off singing as if it was as easy as breathing.
Danny might've been content with the racket he was making, but the Pokemon that made this particular cave their home was less than amused. The presence of a single Probopass glowered at the scrawny jackass and blocked his path, and since Danny had yet to master night vision, he remained oblivious of the Probopass's existence until he walked straight into a forest of metallic facial hair. Sputtering in horror as he jumped away from the ticklish texture, he brushed what he could off of his face and snatched his ear buds off. "Hey! Watch where you're going!" He huffed in indignation, but the Probopass was having none of that. The Probopass let loose a low grumble as she dug her mini noses into the walls with a sharp crashing sound that echoed across the surrounding tunnels.
Thinking that he wasn't in the safest of positions, Danny switched to defense mode. "Oh yeah? Don't think that because I'm not wearing night vision googles that I can't mess you up. Though...yeah, some light would help." Unfortunately for him, the best light source he had on hand was the flashlight app on his smart phone. It'd have to do. The second he readjusted his phone to fixate his main light source on whatever he was picking a fight with, he was greeted with a massive, triangular nose and the bushel of sharp hairs that decorated the Probopass's chin. "...ugh. I walked into THAT? Ugh. Ugh ugh ugh. What is that? Why is your hair like comb teeth? Shoot, dude." He couldn't help but shudder in disgust, which the Probopass didn't take all too lightly. With an angry huff, the Probopass redirected her mini noses to fly overhead, and when they clicked together, a heavy, magnetic pulse kicked up the Gravity in the tunnel. It didn't phase the massive Probopass all that much since she was already glued to the ground, but the suddenness of the attack instantly brought Danny to his hands and knees, resembling the groveling position as the wild Probopass smirked with satisfaction.
The humiliation was devastating. It might've been petty, but he seriously wanted to kick this Probopass's ass. "S-Seriously? You can't just bring me to my knees like this! Let me up! I'm a badass, top tier trainer I'll have you know! Watch...wait until I...stand back up." Danny heaved and leaned against a nearby rock for support, cringing as his knees wobbled and clattered against one another as the weight of the Probopass's Gravity continued to mercilessly drag him down. He had no idea what the hell kind of Pokemon he was dealing with, but it had some nasty tricks that he was hardly prepared for. First, he had to figure out what type it was. He was getting psychic vibes from it due to that Gravity move, but this thing looked pretty bulky for a psychic type. He decided to play it safe and sent out his Herdier, which thankfully knew a dark type move to potentially counter this thing.
[ VS. PROBOPASS ]
Leeroy barrelled out of his Pokeball with a gruff bark, crouching down as if he was ready to pounce on the Probopass that loomed overhead. It took Danny a few seconds to register that the Gravity's effects extended to Leeroy, judging from the way the Herdier's legs trembled under the weight of the pressure in the air. "Sorry 'bout this, Leeroy. I thought it'd just affect me." With a guilty curve of his lips, he bit down on his tongue as the two Pokemon sized each other up, and from what Danny could see, the Probopass hardly looked threatened. Since Danny was hesitating, Probopass made the first move by slamming her mini noses into the ceiling, breaking through the surface and shattering a flurry of rocks to rain upon the immobile Herdier. "Can you dodge it?" Danny's hands dug into the rock he was leaning on as he gaped at the scene, but Leeroy let him down with a startled whimper, and soon the Herdier was engulfed into the mass of earth.
Well, shit on a stick. Danny watched with the hope that maybe Leeroy was able to use Dig before the rocks hit, but seconds later, his hopes were dashed when the Herdier popped out of the rubble with a tired groan. Good thing he wasn't a Lillipup, otherwise he wouldn't have taken the hit nearly as well as he did. "Don't just sit there and take that! Payback!" Giving up on fighting the intense change in Gravity, Danny fell to his knees and did his best to relax and shine the flashlight app at Leeroy so he could do the rest of the work. Moving upon hearing the command, the Herdier gasped for air as he shook the rest of the rocks and dirt off of his fur and charged towards the Probopass, punishing it with a vengeful tackle that barely shoved the giant back. If it did any damage, it wasn't obvious.
The wild Probopass retaliated with a hoarse chant that resembled a long, drawn out bass that refused to drop. The move's effect wasn't obvious until it painted the offender's mini noses red with anger, and as if she was controlling them as easily as one would move a hand, she dashed a red 'X' on the Herdier's fur coat. Danny couldn't figure out the purpose of the move, but he recognized the motions of the incoming Rock Slide as the mini noses faded back to blue and retreated towards the ceiling. "Dig! Dig fast, bro!" He barked out the order and dramatically raised his cell phone towards the ceiling, causing Leeroy to look up in horror as each tiny stone wedged themselves into the ceiling like tiny Woobats.
Rocks tumbled from the ceiling, much like before, and the light from Danny's phone was overwhelmed by the fallen dust and debris. As time passed, the Gravity started to wear off, and the Probopass started to search through the rumble to check on the status of her foe. It was a poor move on her part, because once she was close enough to the rubble, her eyes locked onto the emerging Herdier as he struck her down with the soil-matted fur he gathered in his digging escapades. The damage he did was terrible, freaking terrible. But as luck would have it, the commotion of the battle alerted 4 wild Nosepass from the eastern tunnel and 4 wild Probopass from the western tunnel, and none looked happy seeing an intruder like Danny lounging about as if he had nothing to do with this.
"What?" Danny demanded, struggling to stand up as the Gravity's effects eased off his weary shoulders. His legs felt sore from fighting the Gravity's effects for so long, but now that the strange pressure in the air was starting to disperse, he kind of felt like Kool-Aid Man after a rigorous training session. Standing? Ha! He could stand with ease now. Why was it such an issue to do it before? Hell, he had no idea, but thankfully he could at least act like he wasn't some kind of pitible pushover. "Nothing to see here. Get going." Puffing out his chest as he took a challenging step towards the group, he scowled with irritation as if pure emotion was enough to scare off the nose horde. Alas, his plan sucked major ass, and it just made the nose horde even angier.
It didn't help that in the background, Leeroy managed to slip away from another Rock Slide with his regained agility and popped back into the ground with another dig. By the time the Probopass realized that the Herdier was hiding underground, he re-emerged from the ground with a final dig attack, finishing her off in front of a larger audience than anticipated. "...Yeah. Please ignore the actors backstage. They are actors. Acting. Actors being professional actors." Danny coughed, glancing back at Leeroy and motioning for him to cut it out, leaving Leeroy to fumble over several rocks and nervously laugh at all of the angry stares they were getting.
Yeah. They weren't buying this.
[ VS. 4 NOSEPASS + 4 PROBOPASS ]
It was ridiculous to expect Leeroy to take down the nose horde when he struggled to take down one by himself, so Danny opted for the best emergency back-up he could muster given the circumstances. He couldn't figure out what the hell kind of Pokemon he was dealing with, but apparently ground type moves were effective, so maybe they were rock types. In his haste, he called out his Numel and Pansage and with a trembling voice, he wiped off the sweat from his brow. "You sniffed a fight with the wrong squad. You should've nosed better. Ha!" Immediately after trying to lay on the sick puns, he regretted it. Wow, those were terrible. Good thing no one was here to mock him for it.
But the Nosepass were fed up with being mocked and took the initiative by sparking with electricity that was as blue as a neon colored sign for a dance club. It further confused Danny on what the hell he was facing off against, but at least his Numel was immune to electrical attacks, and his Pansage resisted them to some degree. They'd be fine. Probably. They led the attack by firing off a ray of Thunder Waves at the trio, which coiled around the Herdier and Pansage's legs like vicious serpents. When it came to Homer, the startled Numel jumped in surprise when the electric snakes brushed up against his legs, but otherwise could move and run around just fine. "Ugh. It's like that weird air move all over again. I mean, at least I can move but still." Nudging his scarf over his nose and mouth to avoid breathing in the dust that the battle kicked up, he grumbled out his grievances while the Probopass started to back their allies up with a Block on the Numel and Pansage, and several Rock Slides on the group as a whole.
A swarm of mini noses dug themselves into the walls and ceiling, and Danny and Leeroy visibly cringed at the inevitable chaos that stirred above them. With the Thunder Wave trapping him and Salad in place, the two were stuck to either block what they could with another attack, or rely on Leeroy's Dig attack to escape Rock Slide hell. Either way, they were frozen in place until Danny snapped them out of it with a quick judgment call. "Homer, block it with Rock Tomb!" It probably wouldn't be able to stand the weight of the Rock Slide, but hopefully it could buy them time to think of some way to reduce the damage. Rattled beyond belief as the rocks began to rain on them, Homer frantically stomped his feet on the ground to summon a pyramid of rocks that formed a tent over the group, acting as a temporary barrier that proceeded to get chipped away by the nose horde's righteous fury.
So the plan kind of worked, but the Rock Tomb was seconds away from having its roof smashed open. Danny supposed he'd have to work on this one Pokemon at a time if he wanted them to make it through this situation, because shouting out like 10 commands at the same time was hella confusing. "Leeroy, try to dig to safety! Sa-lad, get a Sub up and hop with him!" Poor Homer wasn't going to be able to fit in a Herdier sized hole, but as long as the damage was reduced, Homer could probably take the hit. Leeroy fought his paralysis off as his paws got to work on the soft earth, and once the hole was deep enough for him to submerge himself into, he barked for the immobile Pansage to follow him.
Sa-lad would've loved to escape rock tomb hell if his muscles agreed to cooperate with him, but the Thunder Wave kicked in at the worst moment, and left him to endure the Rock Slide with little protection. <What are you doing?!> Leeroy continued to call out, eyes widening in horror as the roof of the Rock Tomb finally crumbled before his eyes. It was bad enough that they were leaving Homer to take the brunt of the attack, but being the only one to avoid the assault left Leeroy feeling sick with guilt. Wincing, he forced himself to turn around and dig towards the nose horde, knowing full well that he had to make the most of his situation. They'd probably last through the attack, right? Leeroy wasn't sure, but as he sensed a heavy presence looming above him, he figured that as soon as he went on a Dig rampage, he'd find out soon enough how his teammates endured the rocky rampage.
With a furious howl, the Herdier shot out from underneath one of the Probopass, toppling it over while the rest of the horde jumped in surprise from the sudden ambush. "Synthesis! Substitute! Get back in the game, Sal." Leeroy perked up at the optimistic command, and with a cheerful turn and a wag of his tail, he perked up in delight to see his two weary teammates aligning themselves for battle. Neither looked as if they could endure another attack like that, but as Salad began to heal most of the damage off with a Synthesis, Leeroy felt a regained sense of confidence in their chances of taking these guys down. "Leeroy, Helping Hand on Homer! Homer, Focus Energy. Get ready to McFreakin' lose it with a Bulldoze!" This was going to be a disaster, Danny sensed, as the Herdier happily leaped towards the Numel's side and rooted for him with a merry cheer. It was simple, empowering gesture that had the Numel raising his head with pride as a budding smile began to appear on his weary face.
Once Homer reassured himself with a Focus Energy, he proceeded to put everything into the following Bulldoze. As Homer ran towards the center of the tunnel, he slammed a ground rattling shock wave that spread towards enemies and allies alike, and even Danny was knocked to his feet from the force of the attack. Salad's Substitute was knocked away by the impact, and Leeroy's once joyous barks were quickly replaced with muffled grunts as he endured what he could, not quite expecting the Numel's attack to hurt him in the process, but it wasn't anything he couldn't handle. On the bright side, the injured Probopass from earlier was knocked out from the force of the attack, and one of the Probopass was unfortunate enough to suffer a critical hit when an ally toppled on over it, leaving the group to face off against the remaining 6.
It was an attack that left several of the Nosepass wondering if finishing the battle was worth the effort, but the confidence of the older, more experienced Probopass was contagious. The horde stuck together and proceeded to Spark with vengeance, slowly charging after the trio despite the tricky terrain drudged up by Homer's Bulldoze. With the effects of Bulldoze and Thunder Wave in effect, Danny realized that he was presented with a rare moment. Somehow, it looked as if his normally hefty Numel was the fastest out of the battling Pokemon. "Get the big ones with a Flame Charge, Homer! Don't let them pass! Sa-lad, get ready to Seed Bomb the little guys. Leeroy, Helping Hand as much you can." The battle's end was in sight, but when each fighter was struggling to fight on their last bit of health, it was difficult to tell who'd manage to scrape away with victory clenched in their hands.
Jk Danny still had Pokemon left but whatever. This was a matter of pride. If these three couldn't finish the battle with a win, then it was a loss to Danny. Flames spouted out of the Numel's hump, coating Homer in a fresh layer of fire that had the Numel's stubby yellow legs gliding over the bulldozed terrain as if it was nothing. With a confident snort, Homer rammed into the first Probopass as if it was nothing worse than a bowling pin, and once the partial steel type was knocked out from the hit, Leeroy's Helping Hand started to kick in, making it even easier to finish off the second Probopass with a Flame Charge that was even faster than the first one. By the time Homer skidded to a halt, the remaining Probopass collapsed side by side, leaving #TeamDanny to take out the smaller ones next.
With the Probopass down, the confidence levels of the Nosepass immediately dropped. It sunk. Zipped away. But that didn't mean that they were willing to run away without taking someone down to avenge their elders. <How dare you!> One of the Nosepass cried out, and as it lifted its stubby arms into the air, it led the group into firing a Rock Blast barrage at the exhausted Numel, easily taking him out without much resistance. The rocks that missed were left to pelt at the walls near Danny, who squealed and ducked whenever one came dangerously close to knocking his head off his neck.
"Hey! Not the face!" He protested, fuming with a raised fist towards the dwindling nose horde. Of course, he was a bit more concerned with the unconscious Numel that was simply lying in the midst of the battle, but returning Homer to the safety of his Pokeball wasn't exactly easy when rocks were flying all over the place. After one of the smaller rocks managed to whack Danny in the gut, Sa-lad managed to shake off his paralysis long enough to take advantage of the Herdier's Helping Hand, and as he yanked two seeds out of his bushy hair-do, he quickly dashed to the Numel's side and flicked a Seed Bomb towards two of the Nosepass. The attack didn't even need to connect for the startled rock types to get caught in the crackling explosions, and as the two Nosepass fell to the ground, the two Nosepass that were left began to hop and shriek as they fired off another Rock Blast at the Pansage. If it connected, there was no doubt that Sal-ad couldn't take it.
Leeroy wasn't going to let that happen. After seeing how effective Salad's Seed Bomb was, the Herdier jumped in the Rock Blast's path, allowing his fur to get pelted against with pained, sputtering gasps and pants. He might not have been close with the Pansage, but shit, the green monkey had a better chance of finishing these goons off than he did. Salad wasn't even the emotional type, but his voice wavered at the act as he leaned against the Herdier for support. <You...you don't have to...geez.> The Pansage grimaced when he lost the words he wanted to say, and even if he didn't want to see the older mutt faint for his sake, he didn't have much choice. Leeroy proceeded to collapse after the final rock blast struck against his maw, and by that time, Salad was more than ready to finish off the Nosepass horde with a final Seed Bomb. <Just go down already!> The Pansage screeched, pelting the two Nosepass with a barrage of crackling, popping seeds at the giant's feet. The attack left each Nosepass hopping from foot to foot until they eventually crashed into each other, and like a pair of dominoes, proceeded to crash beside the rest of the fainted horde.
It was a hellish, gruesome training session that left the Pansage as conscious victor. But it was a win for Team Danny, and that's what mattered most. "You...you did it." Danny wheezed after stumbling towards the group, returning Homer and Leeroy as soon as it was safe enough to get close without a rock spiraling towards his face. Scooping the Pansage into his arms, he carefully waddled over the fallen noses and made a mental note to never screw with Pokemon with legendary noses like this again.
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Not catching from the horde. Note to self do a time skip so the legendary effects make sense here.
Post by Danny Kazuki on May 8, 2015 23:48:10 GMT -5
Months passed since he last trained in the caves of the Wilds, and now Danny found himself working on his potential Nature Power team for the sake of challenging local Gyms. Any trainer that knew they were worth more than dirt had to take this step eventually, and after watching a few Gym Battles on YouTube, Danny found himself growing sick and tired of sitting around and hoping that he'd one day magically get better. His team needed coordination, and to do that, they needed to be flexible and compatible. He had several Pokemon picked out from the collection he built at the start of his journey, and hell, they were a hassle to raise. Sometimes he had his father and step-mother step in to raise the Pokemon he couldn't keep in his team, and other times, he allowed familiar trainers to borrow his Pokemon for traveling and capturing purposes. Sometimes he even let breeders use them so he'd end up with one less mouth to feed.
It was getting to the point where he was starting to feel like a horrible trainer and ended up selling some of them to people that looked trustworthy. It was his fault for thinking that being the very best and catching'em all was plausible logic, but he'd deal.
The persistent storms that scattered across the grasslands had Danny resorting to taking cover underneath the nearest tree he could find, which was a good 10 minute spring that left him shivering from the bitter rain as lightning cracked overhead. When he casually skimmed through the news this morning, he didn't fully realize that the various storms across Nue would reach him all the way out here. He thought maybe he'd have a good day where the rain would bless him with a ray of sunshine and mercy and allow him to train with a dry pair of pants. Dry pants was all he wanted these days, and he didn't think it was that much to ask for.
It wasn't until he witnessed a couple of Corphish scrambling across puddles and swimming across flooded marshes that he thought to himself, 'Hey, this is probably a big deal' until the Corphish scrambled out of sight. He considered giving up and heading back to the nearest town, but seeing how he bothered to come all the way out here, he figured it'd suck not to get a little training in. The next Corphish he saw scuttling across the tall grass was the lucky winner of the day.
[ FIGHT ]
It made sense to use a grass type against a water type, and his twig of a Deerling could use a Pokemon like this as a warm up. Casting out the Deerling's Pokeball into the air, his Deerling emerged straight into the tall grass with his pink fur darting in and out of Danny's view. The wild Corphish was simply minding its own business when it was suddenly cornered by the Deerling that challenged him, and no matter how many times he waved his claws around and growled at the Deerling to move, the punk refused to budge. Danny trailed behind the Deerling's tracks with his umbrella in tow, silently hoping that the thunder that roared above him wasn't thinking about giving him a zap because he wanted to get out of this alive and dry.
"Good, you caught up to it!" Wheezing with relief, Danny shifted his umbrella around so he could point a demanding finger at the crab. "Sorry not sorry, you walked into the wrong trainer wannabe." With a cocky laugh, Danny decided to let his Deerling's battling do the rest of the talking, but the Corphish was faster and pinned the inexperienced Deerling in place with an unfaltering Leer. Smirking as the Deerling flinched and glanced back at Danny for help, the Corphish took advantage of his hesitation and shot out water to curve and spiral around the blades of his arms, which he then slashed at the Deerling's hips with a rain-boosted Razor Shell.
Caught off guard with the Corphish's prowess, the Deerling scampered backwards with a pained yelp, pacing around in circles until he remembered one of the TMs Danny taught him back in Unova. It took some concentration to remember the fluttery sensation that caused the flower on his head to glow in delight, but when Prince adamantly stomped his feet on the ground with a quiet 'hmpth', a Light Screen protectively wrapped itself around the Deerling's body. If that Corphish thought he could harm him with those nasty water moves, then it sure had another thing coming. "Here it comes! Kick it back before it can strike." With helpful pointers from Danny, the injured Deerling perked up when it saw the Corphish charging after him with another Razor Shell. Feeling a bit more confident with the command, the Deerling casually leaped over the Corphish as it attempted to skid to a halt, only to get whacked in the back with Prince's hind legs twice in a row. As if the damage wasn't bad enough, but Corphish could've sworn that he heard a mocking laugh as he face planted into the mud.
Dick move, Deerling. Shoving himself off the ground with dirt coating his face, the Corphish had enough of this nonsense and started chasing after the Deerling with a long-ranged Bubble strike. It hardly compared to the power of his Razor Shell, but at least it wiped the smile off his foe's face as each bubble popped and smacked against it. "See if you can finish it off with a Nature Power. It should become a grass type move out here, so...slay it, Prince." A big part of understanding the effectiveness of a Nature Power team was figuring out how flexible the move was based on the terrain. Seeing how they were stuck in the grasslands, it was obvious that Nature Power would adapt to the grass element and shift into an Energy Ball that formed around the Deerling's blossoming flower. Once the Nature Power finished gathering energy from the terrain, vibrant Energy Ball collided into the Corphish as it tried sneaking in a final Razor Shell while the Deerling was still charging its move up.
The move was devastating, easily knocking out the injured Corphish and sending it soaring across the tall grass. Wherever it landed, Danny couldn't tell, but there was no use chasing after it now. Prince bounded back to Danny with a prideful strut, but before the two could exchange words, lightning cracked across the sky as an ominous reminder about the catastrophes going on across Nue. Well, not that it mattered to Danny right now. He was here, while the worst of the damage was across the region. Given the status of his team, he wasn't even confident that they'd be of any use if they tried. Oh well. That's why they were training in the first place.
Post by Danny Kazuki on May 9, 2015 17:16:31 GMT -5
After that warm-up with the Corphish, Danny motioned for Prince to follow him back to the shelter of the nearby tree so they could regroup. "Ok. So...at least out here, we know that Nature Power becomes Energy Ball. Reddit didn't lie to us, Sweet Prince." Leaning against the base of the tree to keep some of his weight off of his feet, he tried not to cringe whenever thunder rattled across the darkening clouds, suggesting that their trip back to town was probably gonna suck. Prince didn't seem to mind the rain as much, and even dared to stick his head out of the shelter of the branches so he could savor the taste of fresh rainwater.
If they were going to continue experimenting with the flexibility of Nature Power, they were going to have to call in one of his terrain users for support. Unfortunately for Danny, he didn't have many of those. Technically he had access to Electric and Misty Terrain, but his Electric Terrain user was currently hanging out with his mom with the hopes of having one bred with his ideal egg moves. That meant that they were left to experiment with his Spritzee, and she wasn't exactly fond of cooperating with him. Still, they'd have to try if they wanted this team to work out for future gyms. "Zizi, come out for a moment." He cautiously held the Spritzee's Pokeball as far away as possible when his thumb slipped over the opening button, and once the Spritzee materialized in front of Danny and Prince, Danny's first reaction was to duck and cover his head. "Zizi! Good to see you." Danny spoke through chattering teeth, cautiously watching the tiny puff ball's reactions as she contemplated the hazardous storm that kept them trapped underneath the safety of the tree.
She wasn't exactly pleased that she couldn't fly as freely as she wanted, but most of all, Danny's reaction to her appearance pissed her off the most. Ruffling up her feathers in response, she suddenly dive-bombed past the arms that frantically fended the Spritzee off as she managed to slip in and yank a beak full of hair. Fighting off the emotional torrent that threatened to make him cry over something as lousy as this, he managed to whack the Spritzee off of him and slink his hair back into the plastic hood of his poncho.
<So...how much of that was necessary?> Prince spoke up after shaking his head dry from the rain, and with a judging frown towards the pair, he decided to try and break it up.
Zizi scoffed as she fluttered onto a damp tree root that jutted out of the ground. She briefly considered her answer, but her composure started to falter when she couldn't immediately come up with a decent response. <He was making fun of me...probably.> She concluded with a pleasant nod, convinced that this must've been why Danny's actions made her want to pull his hair. <It's only fair that I get to tease him if he thinks he can tease me.> It felt good to get that out into the open, but the Deerling didn't look too impressed with her response. She didn't know where he came off trying to judge her like this, but with an indignant huff, she looked the other way. It wasn't any of his business anyways.
"We seriously need to work on how you say 'hello', powder puff." Danny huddled next to the two before Prince could continue the conversation, and after wiping his hands dry on his jeans, he decided to cut to the point. "Zizi, we need you to help Prince train up a bit. You'll be working with him a lot now that you know Misty Terrain, so try to keep it up for him until we have a better idea of how to fight with it." Noticing the dejected look on the Spritzee's face, Danny retracted his hands and started waving them around in a frenzy.
"Not that you have a boring job! We're gonna be relying on you. You're gonna be like, super important for the big battles, Zee. And since we're practicing here, you won't have to get your feathers wet." Danny pointed out, and when the Spritzee's expression started to shake off its prior gloom, he swept her against his chest with a single arm and stood right back up, beaming as he spotted a wild Poliwag tottering close to the group. "Prince, try practicing against that little guy over there. Wait for Zizi to set things up and you're good to go." He made sure to hold the Spritzee extra tight so she wouldn't squirm out and peck at his face, and judging from the way the Spritzee kicked her stubby legs against his chest, she was already thinking of resorting to such heinous acts. What a jerk.
[ VS. POLIWAG ]
Prince didn't mind waiting for his cue, and with his eyes fixating on the Poliwag that waddled in the distance, he ducked and braced himself for a sprint through the tall grass. Nearby, the Spritzee in Danny's arms squirmed until Danny finally decided to release her, giving her enough space to flap her wings and spread a powdery, sugar-scented Misty Terrain around the group. As long as the Deerling battled where he could smell the effects of the terrain, he could reap the benefits of the Misty Terrain without consequence. "Alright, Prince! Get your Camou up and charge!" It was time to see whether this combination was worth using competitively, and needless to say, Danny was fairly excited to see if it was even practical. As soon as the Misty Terrain kicked into effect, the spring-form Deerling allowed his fur to shimmer and adapt to the changing environment. His vibrant pink fur turned even lighter, taking on a soft, pastel color as he broke out into a sprint towards the Poliwag.
Springing into the air with an energetic whinny, the Deerling landed in front of the Poliwag with his front hooves meshed into the dampened earth. He smirked when he imagined the surprise on the Poliwag's face upon hearing its startled squeal, but he wasn't done yet! Hind legs still in the air, he lashed out with a double kick at the Poliwag's belly, managing to get two hits in until the Poliwag decided to retaliate with a Bubble attack. It kind of reminded him of when the Corphish used Bubble to attack from a distance, making it difficult to approach the Poliwag with another close-range move without bubbles popping in each eye. Grimacing at the rain-boosted move, Prince faltered and started to take a few steps back, debating whether it was better to charge in for another attack or see if he could out speed the Poliwag's bubble by circling around it. "Don't give up yet, Prince! Here it comes!" Upon hearing Danny's warning, Prince shot up his head when the last of the bubbles pricked against his neck, and suddenly he saw the determined Poliwag charging after him belly first with a Body Slam. There was no dodging that one, Prince reasoned, but he stood his ground with a pitiable whine.
If he was going to have to deal with the Poliwag's attacks, then he was at least going to try and charm some of the future pain away. <Hang on, Poli friend. You don't have to fight like your life is on the line. We're just training. Honest, I promise!> Managing to sound sincere when pain ached throughout his legs and hips, he cooed and held his ears back as innocently as he could to keep the Poliwag from hitting him at full power.
At least the tactic seemed to work on the Poliwag, since it started resorting to using Double Slap against the Deerling's legs instead. The attack wasn't the most pleasant move to deal with, but Prince figured it was better than getting slammed on with that Poliwag's giant tum-tum. "See what happens if you use Nature Power." After all the hype about how Nature Power could be manipulated through the use of the terrain moves, Danny and Zizi leaned as close as they could to the battle without moving out of their rain-free shelter, both silently agreeing that while Prince's well-being was pretty damn important, neither wanted to get soaked unless they had a good reason.
Curious to see how the attack would change this time, Prince sucked in enough air to take in the sugary scents Zizi left behind for him, and with his new found fairy typing, his body easily accepted the Moonblast that the Nature Power summoned. His head shot up into the air with a spiral of pink energy cycling around the orb's core, eventually taking on the shape of stable pink orb that could be safely launched in the Poliwag's direction. The Moonblast didn't do as much as say, an Energy Ball would've against the Poliwag, but the experiment was a success! The Poliwag sauntered back with aching legs, panting as it struggled to push forward and ram into the Deerling with another Body Slam.
Thanks to Prince's charms, that second Body Slam didn't do nearly as much as the first one. <I'm a little too tough for you, aren't I?> Prince couldn't shake away his brimming confidence as he struggled against the Poliwag's weight, slowly overcoming the force of the Body Slam as he slowly turned around, giving his hind legs enough room to lash out and finish the Poliwag off with a Double Kick. <Woohoo! Experiment success. Thanks, Zizi!> Prince called out as he hopped over the Poliwag's fainted body, gleefully prancing as if he was the king of the grasslands until another crash of thunder sent him sprinting back to the safety of the tree with a panicked wail.
<Coward.> The Spritzee mumbled under her breath, not too impressed with the Deerling's last-second panic, but overall, he did a decent job. It helped that while the two were duking it out, Danny was nice enough to explain how the Misty Terrain she put so much time and effort into scattering across the field changed the way Prince fought in battle. Even if she wasn't fighting directly, she smiled from Danny's arms, pleased that she was able to have such an influence without even lifting a feather.