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| Topic Started: Aug 21 2009, 11:06 PM (369 Views) | |||||||||||||
| Cerby | Aug 21 2009, 11:06 PM Post #1 | ||||||||||||
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So you wanna be a master?
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So, out of the town and into Industrial Pollution Central. "Mein gott, it stinks out here," Cerb covered her face with her jacket sleeve as she looked around the flat, dead, toxic landscape. "So this is what years of pollution does. Scary," It took seeing this to figure that out? Delphi asked dryly as she gingerly shook a paw and placed it back down on the ground, wrinkling her nose at the stench floating in the air. Sparky chittered agreement from his shoulder perch, stuffing his face into the collar of Cerb's jacket in attempts to filter the air he was breathing. Cerb foresaw lots and lots of laundry after they left this place to get the stink off of them. "Well, c'mon. Sooner we get off the plains, sooner we can breathe clean air," the teen shrugged, setting off across the toxic ground. Off to Bloodaisy, furthering her plans of world travel~ -- Currently: Poison Plain 2 --> Dry Wasteland 1 [--> Dry Land 1 --> Shallow Valley --> Open Space 1 --> Bloodaisy] Looking for: a pair of Gastly and a Nidoran male! |
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| Steel Cerberus | Aug 21 2009, 11:14 PM Post #2 | ||||||||||||
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Go for it, run towards it, dive in head first. Live life with no regrets!
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.2 ![]() Steely... didn't seem too bothered by all of it, really. The soles of her boots were thick and she hard learned by now not to sit on weird looking rocks. As for smell... eh, it wasn't that bad. She was used to Tank, her Skuntank, walking around with them. "It could be worse," she said after a second, looking over at her, "You could be breathing acid," She looked around, taking in the ground. None of the Pokemon she had with her would really care about the poison everywhere, at least not like the others would. Hell, Baron would prolly love it out here, but she was reluctant to bring the Nidoking out. There was one that she had with her that could benefit from running around for a while. She tossed a Pokmeon out, greeted by the image of the confused Cranidos. Rampage bleated and looked around, spotting Cerb and Delphi and bowing his head. "Woah, woah, wait a second Rampage," Steely walked over and stroked the ancient Pokemon's domed skull, earning a curious noise from him. He was still tense and ready to charge at anything though. "They're friends. We don't hit friends with our heads, alright?" "Craaan?" "No, no, we only hit things we don't like, alright?" she steered the rock type towards the open road in front of him, and gave him a pat on the tail, "You can go run around a bit, just stay within sight," It took him a second, and Steely had to mime what she was saying, but he got the picture and trotted off ahead, curiously looking around at things. "Man, I wonder about him," she sighed, scratching her head and looking at Cerby. -- I'm just looking for something to train on. *shrug* GenExp: .5 Edited by Steel Cerberus, Aug 21 2009, 11:59 PM.
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| Vulpix Windchimes | Aug 22 2009, 12:13 PM Post #3 | ||||||||||||
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Rayquaza
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0.3 ![]() Out in a place that's the pure definition of poison and decay, you're out looking for pokemon. That fact that anything can exist here is a testament to the diversity of pokemon, and the fact that humans actually choose to live in the settlement you just left is...well, I'm not exactly sure what that's a testament to, really. But, I digress. This toxic plain was haven to numerous poison pokemon, but, unfortunately, was also the same colour as a remarkable number of its residents, making it difficult for you spot a single one as you walked along. Wait! Delphi's eyes flashed red as a glimpse of the furture came into her mind. Don't step there! It's hungry! Yeah, even if she's reached level 35 and learned telepathy now, those visions are about as clear as the muck you're walking through. They're also just a hint too late. Squish. Cerby's boot came down into a particularly thick bit of purple sludge that, disgustingly enough, squirmed beneath, and around, this foreign object before slithering up and consuming it. Then the sludge slid off, leaving a remarkably slime-free foot. It also left behind a remarkably boot-free foot, and oozed away with a contented, "Grime," that sounded a bit like a burp. Yes, Cerby, a Grimer just ate your boot. The left one, if it matters. Oh, look! Something to train Rampage on! Lvl 20 80/80
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| Cerby | Aug 22 2009, 12:35 PM Post #4 | ||||||||||||
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So you wanna be a master?
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.3 ![]() So they were walking, and Steely let out a Cranidos! "OMG," Cerb boggled and flailed at the little critter a bit. Fossil dinosaur ahoy! "YOU HAS A FOSSIL YOU SUCK," Nevermind her own fossil, carefully packed away. Perhaps she means one that's actually out and breathing. While that flailing was going on, Delphi froze as her eyes glinted, looking around the plains worriedly. Wait, don't step - SQUISH. ...there. Oh dear. "Why, whatsa ma - " Cerb blinked and looked down at the muck pile MOVING around her foot, slithering and crawling up her leg. "AGHSIERSGSIUTF IT'S EATING MY FOOT. D: STEEEEELY!" POP! went the sludge, which apparently seemed to have eyeballs now as it burped and oozed away. Cerb stood there, balancing a bit precariously on one foot and staring at the spot where her boot had been. Delphi stared too, until she started to snicker behind one of her paws. Ahahaha, oh goodness. Looks like it ate your boot. This fact did not please Cerb, who reached onto her belt and threw out Guinevere after three seconds of thinking. The Girafarig boggled at her surroundings, ears pinned back and snout wrinkled up as her tail head made faces. Where ARE we? Merciful heavens, it stinks out here, Welcome to the Blighted Plains, Delphi input dryly as Cerb hopped over and used the Girafarig as something of a crutch to keep her bootless foot from touching the ground. She rather liked not having skin cancer or deadly incurable diseases and whatnot. Home of the footwear connoisseurs. "The damn Grimer ate my boot!" Cerb complained as she leaned on the Girafarig's back, Sparky chittering on her shoulder. Guinevere whuffed and decided not to ask, instead looking at the slowly oozing pile of sludge. I take it that's the culprit, then. "Uh hunh." Cerb looked over at Steely and her Cranidos, motioning with her hand for them to strike the sludge pile first or something. Guinevere could provide suitable backup if things went horribly wrong for some reason. Edited by Cerby, Aug 22 2009, 12:37 PM.
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| Steel Cerberus | Aug 22 2009, 03:52 PM Post #5 | ||||||||||||
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Go for it, run towards it, dive in head first. Live life with no regrets!
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.3 ![]() Rampage was up ahead trying to find something edible in this place, but not finding anything. What had happened to those nice potted plants in the Pokemon Center? Those had been tasty. Steely watched him, remembering the incident with said plants, when Cerby copped a shit and made Steely stare. She patted her pockets and looked around, "I don't have a fossil, no," She shrugged, and followed after her critter, who was curiously padding ahead and hopping around sludge. The girl was pondering how she was going to train him and get him used to the new world he was thrown into, when she heard more screaming behind her. "Huh?" she looked back, blinking when she saw a Grimer. O haaaai. She studied it for a second, then called ahead at her Pokemon, "Hey, Rampage, come and take care of this," The ancient Pokemon padded over, pausing and peering at the Grimer curiously. What a strange thing! He looked back at Steely, not looking like he was ready to smash anything with his head like he had been before. Steely threw her arms out, gesturing at the Grimer, "You can smash THAT with your head," "Craaaaan!" the Pokemon bleated, getting it now, lowering his head and charging. A pink sphere swirled at the top of his head like smoke, promising a pretty potent punch of power for the poor poison... uh. Thing. Ran outta p words. -- - "Rampage"Level 20 60/60 *Headbutt + Zen Headbutt* vs Level 20 80/80 |
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| Vulpix Windchimes | Aug 22 2009, 04:29 PM Post #6 | ||||||||||||
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Rayquaza
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0.3 ![]() Chaaaaaaaaarge! Splat! That was a nasty wakeup call for the boot-eater, who went hurtling backward from Rampage's devasting attack and landed with a wet smack a short distance away. There was a thin coating of purple slime on the Cranidos's head where he'd struck the Grimer but, otherwise, he was completely untouched. But, wait! The puddle of slime was still concious, if barely, and oozed back into an upright position, growling furiously at Rampage. He scooped up two handfuls of...whatever it is that that sludge coating the ground is...and hurled them at the little dinosaur, who cried out in pain when it was surprisingly corrosive and shook to try to remove it. Rampage gave a woosy bleat, and looked like he was going to throw up for a moment. Looks like the Grimer managed to poison him. Lvl 20 32/60[Poisoned] vs Lvl 20 3/80[About to pass out] Edited by Vulpix Windchimes, Aug 22 2009, 04:32 PM.
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| Cerby | Aug 22 2009, 05:09 PM Post #7 | ||||||||||||
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So you wanna be a master?
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.2 ![]() So there were Battal Shenanigans, which Cerb watched from her Girafarig crutch. Things all looked very good for the Cranidos, when SPLAT! There was poison. "That's gonna leave a mark," she commented as Guinevere laid her ears back and Delphi hissed. "Maybe I shoulda brought Bess along for this." You mean we're walking into the middle of a toxic wasteland and you have no antidotes? "Baaaasically. That's what I have you for instead." Guinevere made a face and stamped her hoof, while Delphi chuckled quietly off to the side and Cerb just continued watching the battle. Once the darn thing was dead, she could go poke through its remains and find her poor boot. |
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| Steel Cerberus | Aug 22 2009, 05:23 PM Post #8 | ||||||||||||
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Go for it, run towards it, dive in head first. Live life with no regrets!
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.2 ![]() Steely chewed on her lip, watching, remembering about the same time Cerby did that she didn't have any antidotes either. Well, just get through this battle, and she could run back to Y'orek really quick and buy some. Battle first, though. Rampage just had to thwack it once more, and it'd be over. "Whack it again, Rampage, then we can heal you," she called out to him, hoping the rock type would be able to score one final hit with his head and knock the thing out. The dinosaur shook his head, fighting back the waves of nausea to focus on the blob of grime. Lower his head, don't fall over, smash it with his dome, end the battle and feel better! Yes. Charge! -- - "Rampage"Level 20 32/60 *Headbutt* vs ![]() Level 20 3/80 |
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| Vulpix Windchimes | Aug 22 2009, 05:49 PM Post #9 | ||||||||||||
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0.2 ![]() Splat! Well, that was as easy as predicted. Nothing happened to Rampage to disorient him or otherwise make him miss his target, the Grimer didn't put on a crazy burst of speed and do something to turn the tide, and no army of Grimer friends oozed out of the ground to avenge their fallen comrade. Nope, just 1.0 for the dino. Rampage is looking a little worse than before from the poison, but that's it.But, at least one of you is probably wondering, what about the boot? The Grimer let out nothing but a squeak before passing out and, when it did, it turned to a thin puddle of sludge, in the centre of which was Cerby's boot...covered all over, inside and out, with a layer of purple slime. Sure you really want it back after it's been in a Grimer's...stomach? Lvl 20 25/60[The winner! Still Poisoned] vs Lvl 20 0/80[Melted] |
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| Cerby | Aug 22 2009, 05:59 PM Post #10 | ||||||||||||
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So you wanna be a master?
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.2 ![]() Naturally, Cerb was anxious as to the fate of her poor, devoured boot. Guinevere stepped closer to the muck pile with Cerb hopping next to her so they could watch the Grimer dissolve, revealing...the boot! Covered in a thin layer of slime, yes, but still a boot. Granted, it was something she didn't want to stick back on her foot right away. No sir. "Uh... Hm." Cerb glanced back over her shoulder in the direction of the city. They hadn't gone too far away from Y'orek, so she could hop right back there in a jiffy. Steely's Cranidos also needed healing to...boot. Lol. "I think we should head back to the city for now...rethink our plans. Gwen, can you get that?" She asked, pointing to the slimy boot. Surely you're not going to wear it, the Girafarig commented as she telekineticly lifted it from the remains of the Grimer. "Yeaaaaah sure, why not. Boots are expensive, y'know. I'll just hose it down and rub some bleach all over it," Cerb shrugged as Guinevere turned and headed back towards Y'orek, with her trainer hopping alongside. Delphi padded quietly after, hoping for a chance to rinse off her paws of the filth. -- Currently: Poison Plain 2 --> Y'orek |
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| Steel Cerberus | Aug 22 2009, 06:10 PM Post #11 | ||||||||||||
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Go for it, run towards it, dive in head first. Live life with no regrets!
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.2 ![]() Steely watched Rampage as he stumbled to a stop, looking around and pawing the ground, ready to charge at something else, before he winced at the poison feeling. Frowning at the dinosaur's backside, she pulled out his ball and withdrew him, clipping it back to her belt. "Yeah, prolly a good idea. I don't have any antidotes or anything," she looked over at Cerby, face practically falling off when she saw the boot floating in midair. "...you're not actually going to wear that, are you?" she asked, walking after her, heading back towards Y'orek. -- Heading back into town, yeah. |
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| Maverick | Aug 22 2009, 06:22 PM Post #12 | ||||||||||||
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"How many assholes we got on this ship anyhow?"
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.2 My weekly Shit Mod say that you make it to town. yay! |
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