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Post by Damian Moreau on Mar 7, 2015 7:27:35 GMT -5
Knowing that his research wouldn’t proceed forward until he had more Flying-types available, Damian had decided to take a little detour and begin to search for something that he’d identified as a ‘Rufflet’; due to observing flocks of them migrating south for the winter. Who knew that such a manly, brusque-looking avian would be capable of migratory status? He could only guess as to where he’d be able to find them, and after finally figuring out that their habitats were mostly in the mountains, he then made a beeline towards the first place that had the exact terrain he was looking for: the outskirts of a place called Iceburgh.
Truth be told, he was still adjusting to the various weather changes that the Nue region had to offer; and after he’d finally managed to contact the team back in Arkose to ship over the rest of his possessions over to Nue, he then knew that the next best thing to do right now was to start searching and filling up his roster of Flying-types for further personal study. Besides, I can’t call myself a Flying-type expert if I’ve got jack squat in terms of the Pokémon in question… he mused to himself as he felt an amused smirk crawl across his face for a few moments, before his eyes scanned the rocky landscape.
Now, of course, the best thing he could do was to walk as quietly as possible, to ensure that he wasn’t going to get spotted or caught in a surprise attack; or worse, disturb their natural habitats. After all, he was secretly a tree-hugger… but not to the point he’d turn flower-power activist hippie on everyone that knew him.
Post by Damian Moreau on Mar 8, 2015 5:36:14 GMT -5
It actually didn’t take too long before Damian had heard something from up ahead—was that the sound of clattering rocks?! He then quickly looked around, making sure that he wasn’t going to get trapped in some sort of an avalanche out here! Even if it was spring, one could never underestimate the power of nature; especially in a place where there was a lot of snow on the ground, even as the warmer weather began to roll in.
The clattering of rocks seemed to get louder the closer he approached, so he then made it a point to come in slowly, surely, on tip-toe as much as possible. Hoping against hope that he wasn’t going to run into some sort of weird freak accident, he then snuck a glance around the formation of rocks that shielded him from view, and couldn’t believe his eyes.
It was right there; the exact thing he was looking for! Why he chose to only begin hunting down the Flying-types now was anyone’s guess; but that two-year journey he’d spent headed to Nue, he’d spent all his time focusing his attention on the six he carried with him—Wrecker, Sky Dancer, Nazca, Natalia, Blaze, and Terra. Even if two of them weren’t Flying-types per se (in fact Nazca looked more like an alien if anything) he considered these six to be his closest companions; and was now holding Wrecker’s containment unit as he watched the Rufflet shuffling around, trying to roll some rocks into some formation he couldn’t understand.
Is this what they do if there are no trees around? He mused to himself, reaching with his other hand into his jacket pocket for the journal he always carried with him, and slipping out a pen as he then flipped to a fresh page and began scribbling. He knew that his notes were all over the place; and that nobody but he could understand—but once he was done jotting down the observations he saw, he then quickly replaced the journal and then stood tall, all five foot nine and a half inches of him, and fully announced his presence. The Rufflet, on the other hand, was so busy trying to roll rocks in order to be able to make a shelter of some sort when it heard something suddenly buzzing in the background—Damian had sent out his Magnemite and had quickly given the orders to Lock-On to its target in order to take it by surprise.
“Ruff? Rufflet?!” he heard the avian squawk; and seeing as there was some sort of a weird aura hanging over him the moment the weird magnet-like Pokemon had aimed its attack. “Now, let’s try out that Zap Cannon of yours once more, shall we?” he continued, flashing a knowing grin in the Rufflet’s direction—which then retaliated with two attacks; first flapping its wings as fast as it could. He felt a wind blow—but most of it concentrated around the Rufflet; before hearing the sound of scraping against somewhere.
“It’s prepping up. Once it approaches, let loose,” he said, and heard a buzzing, clicking noise as the Magnemite steered itself into position. Quick as a blur, the Rufflet came in for an Aerial Ace attack; and right at the moment it had approached, he then pointed forward, before saying a single word, “Now,” and quickly whipped out a pair of shades and slipped them on.
The Magnemite then quickly gathered as much electrical energy as it could muster; and just before the Rufflet connected with its attack, the floating magnet then released a super-powered blast of electricity, going off like a cannon blast. Since he’d used Lock-On prior to launching Zap Cannon, Damian knew that it was going to be a direct hit… and after the flash bang-like light of electricity subsided, he then saw a face-first bird on the rocky ground, caught in the resulting explosion.
“Make sure it’s passed out. Flash Cannon, if you please,” he added, directing the Magnemite to fly forward and then watched as it quickly released another burst of light—not as blinding as the first, but it still packed a walloping punch all the same. He thought he heard the Rufflet squawking indignantly as the second attack pinned it down; because that Zap Cannon truly, honestly hurt.
Seeing that the Flying-type wasn’t going to be making a move anytime soon, he then popped an empty containment unit to its full size, before tossing it at the Rufflet; watching as it got sucked up in a flash of red light…
Post by Damian Moreau on Mar 11, 2015 7:25:37 GMT -5
Now that the Flying-type had been captured in the containment unit, he then watched as it was whisked off to the laboratory’s storage—before hearing the loud breathing of something following it not too far away. “Oh, boy, what’s that supposed to be…” he muttered to himself, reaching for his journal before the source of the noise wandered around the corner—and then he saw its form. Unfortunately, it didn’t look like anything he was interested in—but the Torkoal was strangely aggressive for some unknown reason.
Upon seeing the hovering Magnemite, it then quickly let loose with a Fire-type attack! “Oh, hell no! No burning the magnets!” he shouted, quickly plucking out Wrecker’s containment unit and letting it get sucked up in a flash of red light, before deciding to send out the only other being that he had with him that could counter it—Blaze.
Watching as the Growlithe hit the ground after emerging from the flash of red light, he then watched as the Lava Plume encircled the Puppy ‘mon, but there was another trick up his sleeve—instead of getting injured, it was like the Fire-type attack was drawn to him! Smirking, he knew that there was his chance, and as the Growlithe howled through the heat, he then pointed forward, before issuing his next commands, “Go forward with Agility, and then try to subdue it with Crunch!” and watched as the little over-protective puppy then bolted out of the pillar of fire, totally unperturbed at the blast of flames; before zipping forward with the move that allowed him to move faster, before baring his fangs and taking a huge Crunch out of the Torkoal!
“KOAAAAAAAL!” he heard the weird turtle grunt as the fangs connected, before he whistled and added, “Keep moving, Blaze! Circle around it and Crunch it when it gets too close!” he continued, watching as the Torkoal then attempted to unleash another load of flames—he didn’t know what it was, but it was a huge-ass pillar of fire that looked absolutely threatening! “Take the flames, Crunch once more!” he continued, pointing as the Growlithe then literally plunged into the pillar of fire, zipping as fast as his legs would allow and coming down with another Crunch attack! “Keep it up! We can’t use your Flamethrower, that’s a Fire-type and it won’t do jack squat on it! Crunch it when it tries to make a move, any move!”
The Torkoal then decided to take things a bit differently—aiming a Body Slam at the Growlithe, who then countered with Crunch! The two attacks collided; but it had forced the Fire-type back, skidding as the force of the attack had overpowered it—but not without sinking its fangs and leaving several marks on its vulnerable underside. “Again! Crunch it up, dodge when you can!” he continued, watching as the Torkoal then decided to repeatedly use Body Slam instead of resorting to its Fire-type moves; it was wising up at that point. As the two Fire-types then continued to meet in bodily clashes, he could only wonder—how was the Rufflet doing in the lab; would it take kindly to him once he got back?
After several more minutes; the Growlithe then howled, before returning back to where he stood—and as the smoke, cleared, he saw that the Torkoal had been flipped on its shell and was now wiggling its limbs rather…uselessly in mid-air! “Alright, let’s try this again…” he muttered, popping up a second containment unit to full size and chucking it at the Torkoal, watching as it got sucked up in the beam of red light…
Post by Damian Moreau on Mar 13, 2015 8:04:36 GMT -5
Once the containment unit had gone off with a loud ding, he knew that the immediate danger had passed—however, there was another problem that was headed right at him. Damian sighed in relief as he then quickly sent out his Magnemite once more, and was rather pleased to hear the buzzing noise once it had emerged out of the flash of red light—the Growlithe then let out a couple of barks its way; to which Wrecker had responded in kind.
He was about to turn around and continue searching when something crossed his path—it looked rather… drunk.“The hell is this?” he muttered, looking at it; why were its eyes rotating in a swirling pattern, and why was it walking like it had taken a few too many drinks?!
All at once, the Growlithe then zipped forward, before barking at the Spinda; while the Magnemite followed in hot pursuit. “Wha—?” he began, watching as without warning, the Spinda then quickly launched an attack—at the Growlithe! “Blaze! Now we can let all that pent-up energy loose! Flamethrower that drunken walker, now!” he began, quickly moving off to one side, before watching as the Growlithe took a deep breath before releasing a breath of strong, steady flames! At the same time, he then pointed forward, before continuing, “Wreck! Move forward, aim a Flash Cannon at it! Disrupt its movement!” and quickly checked to make sure he had his shades on; before finding them perched atop his head.
The Magmemite quickly charged up a globular sphere of energy, before letting it fire off like a blast from a cannon! The Spinda, in its defense, quickly aimed a series of Dizzy Punches right for the Growlithe; attempting to cut its way through the flames—because even now, the Growlithe was still exhaling the stream of flames, waiting for Damian to give him his next orders. “Incoming! Dodge out of the way with your Agility and take its back with Crunch! Wreck! Lock-On, and wait for my signal!” he continued, watching as the Dizzy Punches had landed on the Growlithe; causing the Fire-type to yelp out of surprise—before it zipped away thanks to its Agility. This only served to infuriate the Spinda even further, which then unloaded another Psybeam—but this time aimed at the Magmemite!
Now that the Growlithe had zipped behind it; he then watched as the puppy bared a row of sharp fangs, before taking a Crunch out of the Spinda! As the drunk Pokémon continued to teeter and totter, the Magmemite then fired off its Lock-On move, watching as a target appeared above it. Of course, the Spinda was only taken aback by the sudden stinging sensation on its back, and turned around to aim another series of Dizzy Punches—when Damian gave the signal.
“Blow it out of the way! Zap Cannon it now, Wrecker!” he continued, slipping his shades back down and watching as the floating Magmemite then quickly charged up a similar blast of Electric energy before unloading it at the Spinda. “Blaze! Get out of the way with your Agility!” he added at the last few seconds, seeing the huge flash bang-like orb of power explode rather violently as it hit the Spinda.
Once the smoke had cleared some minutes later… the Spinda was now face-flat on the ground. “Nope. Got to be careful…” he muttered, before whistling and seeing his Growlithe appear from a nearby bush. “Come on, we have to keep looking…” he added, and both Magmemite and Growlithe followed their master…
Post by Damian Moreau on Mar 15, 2015 5:41:31 GMT -5
The ruckus that the crazy, drunk-looking Pokemon had raised attracted the attention of yet another species—and the moment that this one saw him, promptly began to lose its marbles, so to speak. “Hey, wait a second—WHOA!” he shouted, watching as the Mankey zipped forward and attempted to unload a Close Combat attack on the Growlithe! “The hell’s wrong with this thing?!” he said through gritted teeth, watching as the Mankey rushed forward, looking all but a blur towards the little puppy. “Blaze! Get out of the way with Agility, and counter with Flamethrower! I don’t know what the hell had set him off, but he definitely doesn’t look too happy to see us!” he began, before catching sight of the Magmemite hovering above them.
“Wreck! Get in there and try to distract that blur with your Flash Cannon!” he added, and the floating magnet Pokémon then whizzed off, buzzing rather excitedly and quickly gathering up a flash of light before releasing it like a cannon blast! back on the ground, the Growlithe then snarled at the incoming Mankey, before zipping out of the way of the incoming Close Combat—causing the simian Pokémon to hit nothing but air.
Once the little puppy had skidded out of harm’s way, he then did an about-face and quickly released a blast of flames, aimed at the Mankey! The infuriated little simian blinked, wondering where its target had gone—and walked face-first into a flash of light and a burst of flames, respectively. “Blaze! Keep up the Flamethrower against that thing; and Wreck, get ready with Lock-On, because you know what’s coming next!” he added, backing away in order to be able to give his companions enough room to maneuver.
The Mankey then let out a very loud, bloodcurdling Screech, the better to catch the two off-guard. The sudden burst of noise had also caused Damian to clap his hands over his ears; while also stunning both Magnemite and Growlithe in their paths—before closing in on the Growlithe again with another attempt at Close Combat!“Blaze, Wreck! Get moving with our tactics from earlier!” he shouted a few moments later, and the two stunned ‘mons then leapt into action once more; the Growlithe breathing another steady stream of flames while the Magnemite had prepared the Lock-On; causing a sight target to appear over the Mankey’s head. The little simian was too preoccupied in pummeling the Growlithe—in fact Damian already heard the yelps coming from Blaze—and the Professor stepped back and continued, “Blaze! Weather it and catch it with your Flamethrower, again! Wreck! You know what to do! Let Blaze get out of the way before you unload your Zap Cannon!”
The Magnemite then whirred with much pleasure, preparing a rather large globular sphere of crackling energy; and waiting for the signal—as the Growlithe had managed to disengage itself from the now-exhausted looking Mankey (the Close Combat had done a number on it, but Damian had no way of knowing this) and breathed another stream of flames, the Professor then pointed forward, before adding, “Now, Wreck! Zap Cannon it to kingdom come!” and watched as the Magnemite gleefully released the loaded sphere of energy—and the Mankey saw it coming! The simian ‘mon could only wonder as to why the energy was following him no matter where it moved—it was only when it looked up and saw the faint lines of a shimmering target sight it had realized he was pretty much fucked.
“MANKEEEEEEEEY!!!” the three heard it squeal as the Zap Cannon had found its target, exploding in a burst of electrical energy; causing a bright flash of light to rip through the clearing. In the few moments that the bright flash of light had erupted, the Professor quickly recalled his two companions back to their containment units, before turning around and leaving the simian face-down on the rocky, cold ground.
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