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KJ - Minto; Minto - KJ
Topic Started: Nov 18 2010, 07:20 AM (1,137 Views)
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Death
 
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30 :hp
ROCKHEAD
Growl, Tail Whip, Bone Club
Adv: Bonemerang, Double Edge
Squib
 
:remoraid :ml
20 :hp
HUSTLE
Watergun, Lock-on, Psybeam
Adv: Focus Energy Bullet seed, Ice Beam
Maly
 
:anorith :ml
30 :hp
BATTLE ARMOR
Scratch, Harden, Mudsport
Egg Move: Swords Dance
Adv: Crush Claw Ancient Power, X-Scissor


Death wouldnt let go of her bone.

Its the rules, grunted the clown, struggling with the cubone whose grip was as sure as Deaths. Ive got. Another. One here. He brandished the replacement club that had been provided by the League. Unmoved, she eyed the other bone suspiciously. Minto was starting to sweat, literally using all the strength he could in trying take Deaths weapon away from her. He was putting all his weight into it now... and somehow she still had all the leverage. Turning her attentions away from the clown, but in no way relinquishing Taxes even in the slightest, she stared out at the wideness of the stadium. There was excitment in the air and it hummed under her skull.

Just take it, said someone laying next to the cubone. She rolled eyes to the ground and saw a fish. Shed never met this fish before, and even though hed been there the entire time she acted like hed only just been noticed. Throw him a bone. We fight soon. The remoraid wiggled a bit as if he was trying to get comfortable.

Who are you? said the Death, although her voice didnt real carry any signficant interest in it. She couldve asked Whats for lunch? in the same flat tone.

Im Squib, said Squib, the gun-shaped fish. Gun is used in a general term, there not being any appropriate technical fire-arm specification that you could readily apply to the fish, but he was generally shaped as though he could fit in a hand and be pointed at someone else with a bang! bang! following soon after. And you are?

Im Death, she said. And that was a pair of acquaintences made. Civil. Professional. Odd.

Speaking of odd, an oddity of time scuttled from his spot in the shade behind Minto and swam past the cubone.

Im Maly, he said, the end of his stalks blinking at the light that was helping him wake up. The remoraid nodded at him... or he tilted his body forward slightly to simulate a nod. The cubone and the bug had met before and Death quite liked the vibe she got from the anorith. That other bone isnt too bad, he said, somewhat of an expert in such matters... sort of. Most of his immediate family were fossils after all. And Its in the rules, so just switch with him. Youll get yours back afterward.

Death considered this for a few moments, adjusting the collar of her cloak with her free hand as
she did.

Fine. She let go of Taxes just as Minto went for one almighty yank and sent him rolling back into the entrance tunnel. The League sanctioned bone club spun in the air where the clown had been and Death snatched it with one hand expertly. It twirled through her fingers with practiced ease. Death nodded. It was weighted slightly differently to her own club but it would have to do for now. A few experimental swings of it whipped through the air then she rested it on a shoulder.

Minto wandered back onto the field, rolling a shoulder sorely. Hed stashed Deaths Thick Club into a pocket and was glad to see shed decided to put up with the replacement weapon.

Youre serious about this huh? he said to the cubones back, which had fake black wings sticking out of it. She didn't respond but he knew she was, and that was good, even if she were hard-headed, stubborn. He regarded the bug and fish too, both seeming out of place (one out of time and one out of water) in this open arena, but the anorith was experienced amongst his battlers and the remoraid had show him some good hustle. Alright. Lets see if we cant score some autographs then!
Edited by KJ Edge, Nov 18 2010, 07:48 AM.

How are you doing that with your mouth?


Minto's APL: 25.5
Minto's MPL: 1
~

Minto's Proffle!
:lp : 10

Herman's APL: 5
Herman's MPL: 1
Hidden Bounty:7000z


Herman's Proffle!
:lp : 47

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The noise as you stepped out was deafening - the prospect of meeting their favourite pro trainers had drawn thousands of people to the stadium. Once you had taken your position at one end of the field, the announcer's voice boomed over the loudspeakers.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Next up to challenge the pros is a newcomer to the competitive battling scene. Hailing from Legacy, give it up for Minto!"

The crowd let out an encouraging cheer, and applauded.

"And introducing his first opponent. Since turning pro two years ago, she's been on a meteoric rise up the rankings. All the way from Y'orek, let's hear it for Quinn Adams!"

Across from you stood a quietly confident redheaded girl in her late teens, who waved to the crowd when they erupted into wild cheers. As per Little Cup rules, Quinn was tasked to release her pokmon first, so she duly obliged. She nodded respectfully towards you, then called out her pokmon.

"Narco! Bea! Let's go!"

Flicking two pokballs into the arena, they both burst, revealing a Drowzee and a Bidoof. They took up position on their half of the arena, and prepared themselves for battle.

The referee situated at the side of the field relayed instructions as to how the battle should progress next. "The challenger may now choose his two pokmon for this round, and may also call out the first commands."

Battle #1
[Minto][Quinn Adams]
???
???
VS:drowzee :ml
Narco
Insomnia
Level 10
:hp 30/30
:bidoof :fl
Bea
Unaware
Level 10
:hp 30/30
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Minto stopped clapping long enough to send two of his pokemon to wander forth onto the field.

Quinn Adams! he said to himself excitedly. THE Quinn Adams. Right there. Facing me. Looking at me. Fighting with me! What a thrill it was to be in the same arena as a Pro like Quinn Adams. The real Quinn Adams. Hed have to get her autograph after this. Have to! Even if he didnt really know who she was.... Minto hadnt kept himself abreast lately on the happenings on the Professional Circuit. He only really remembered the champions of old like Samson and Lauren. Up and comers like this redheaded girl were an unknown quantity, but the clown did know this much: she had made it. Shed gone Pro, and that wasnt to be taken lightly, especially by someone who only had one lousy Gym badge to his name.

He looked at one of the pokemon on the field now who had helped him secure that first Gym victory. The anorith bristled, feathery legs fluttering- Maly, the anomaly in time. Next to him was a serious looking creature with an unreadable, unchanging face. It was a skull, bright blue eyes almost aglow deep within those black sockets. She was Death, cloaked in her makeshift black uniform with wings at the back of it like the little angel of death shed be lead to believe she was.

We test the waters, as planned, said the clown in sober, professional tones that were seldom heard from him these days. But this was different, and he needed to do this to settle himself. His pokemon responded with movement, and this is how it went:

Lets test the sleeperrrr-rrr-rr-r-r, said Mal as he rushed forward, inches from the ground, accelerating, the fastest thing on the field. Typically. Air rushed beneath him as he raced along, drawing his claws up with an executioners mindset.

Yes, noted the Cubone stepping forward, bone twirling above her head. As far as executioners went... well Death thought she should have a say in the matter. The final say. Lets test the Sleeper. She reeled the club, still spinning though her fingers, then palmed it with a snap. Her arm swung down, inevitable as a guillotine, and sent the bonemerang howling through the air.

Ive got my eye on you! shouted the clown suddenly, and this was at the bidoof. He didnt want the beaver to feel left out. And then he waved at the girl on the other side of the world. Nice to meet you!

Battle #1
[Minto][Quinn Adams]
Posted Image:fl
Death
Rock Head
Level 10
:hp 30/30
BONEMERANG@Drowzee
:anorith :ml
Maly
Hustle
Level 10
:hp 30/30
X-SCISSOR@Drowzee
VS:drowzee :ml
Narco
Insomnia
Level 10
:hp 30/30
:bidoof :fl
Bea
Unaware
Level 10
:hp 30/30
Edited by KJ Edge, Nov 21 2010, 06:14 AM.

How are you doing that with your mouth?


Minto's APL: 25.5
Minto's MPL: 1
~

Minto's Proffle!
:lp : 10

Herman's APL: 5
Herman's MPL: 1
Hidden Bounty:7000z


Herman's Proffle!
:lp : 47

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Quinn pointed in the clown's direction and barked commands at her Pokmon. "Narco! hypnotize that Cubone! Bidoof...I mean, Bea! Kick that Anorith's health down a notch, why don'tcha?"

A smile worthy enough for a pedophile crept across Narco the Drowzee's face as he raised his arms to begin wiggling around. He drew in a breath and started to chant "Dro-AUGH!!!" Maly was already upon trunk-nose with incredible speed and unrivaled strength. Slashing at Narco with both claws fueled with energy from the ghosts of a billion dead mosquitos the Drowzee's hit points dropped instantly to zero.

The crowed gasped in unison and a mixture of cheering and booing ensued. The commentator even paused mid sentence in describing the match just next to Minto's and exclaimed, "Dear lord folks, did you see that?! Minto...uh. Minto the Clown's Anorith just took out two time Y'orek Poison Cup Champion Quinn Adams' Drowzee in one fell swipe! Our experts say that a bit of Hustle was put into that attack, so that definitely contributes to what you just saw. Keep your eyes on this new competitor, folks, most of you will leave here remembering his name!"

Quinn Adams looked just as shocked, her face was skewed with an expression of shock, horror, and disgust. It was probably the look that every clown wished they could entice out of people. When Maly skittered back to his side of the field, Bea the Bidoof flinched to get out of the arthropod's way, lest he decided to X-Scissor her as well.

Death also looked on at Maly in mild disbelief. For a split second, she worried that she could soon be out of a job, but then she remembered she was the angel of death, and had nothing to worry about. Instead, all she had to worry about was what to hit with her new poser Taxes replacement. There was that redheaded girl, Minto, the referee, any face in the crowd, or any Pokmon on any other field, there was even Maly. None of these targets made sense, although they all did sound rather fun. But then she saw her, with her stupid almost cross-eyed gaze, her dumb buck teeth, and that STUPID tail! Oh, she would get it, she would get it hard.

The bone flew through the air and bounced off the Bidoof's head, and then flew upwards, back around, and bonked the beaver on the head once more until flying right back into Death's hand. She looked pleased at first, but after seeing Bea have enough strength to land a Super Fang attack on Maly, she really wished she had her Taxes back...

Battle #1
[Minto][Quinn Adams]
Posted Image:fl
Death
Rock Head
Level 10
:hp 30/30
:anorith :ml
Maly
Hustle
Level 10
:hp 15/30
*Super Fang'd*
VS :drowzee :ml
Narco
Insomnia
Level 10
*X-Scissor'd*

:hp 0/30
:bidoof :fl
Bea
Unaware
Level 10
:hp 9/30
*Bonemerang'd as secondary target*


Minto earns 1.5 :gexp2 for Maly's victory over Narco!
Edited by Blake Kinlion, Nov 24 2010, 01:49 PM.
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Snob, thought Minto, but without a trace of bitterness. In fact it almost sounded like it was something he might try to aspire to. Not that anybody else heard it. It was a thought. In his head. I'm so boring, he reflected.

He tried again to break through to the silent Pro with the fiery red hair. "Got lucky there didn't I?" he shouted, managing to scream modestly, however that could work. "What are you doing after this?" There was a lull in the yelling where he might've expected a response. "Maybe we can trade notes!"

That meant he was leaving Maly to his own devices. Now, while Minto seemed to be distracted, the clown did have a few years of fightin and talkin under his belt. He was always alert to what was happening on the battlefield, the talking just meant he was concentrating. He saw the bunching of muscles under the carapace, the angry twang of the anorith's eye stalks as he turned to his attacker. Wings fluttered. Minto didn't need to tell the bug what to do.

Maly knew what to do. He felt it in his bones...well, exoskeleton. Ancient instincts thrummed under his shell. Blades drawn again he rushed forward on the tiny gales beneath him.
"She's mine!" he chattered, gliding past the cubone.

Death smirked under her skull.

"I'll race you," she said, and flung her bone out at the furry target Maly had in his crosshairs. Being Death meant she needed to be pretty accurate, and she prided herself in that. But speed was a different thing, and she didn't reckon it would be very fair if you couldn't at least try to outrun her. Maly heard the bone whirling overhead and closed in on the Bidoof urgently.



Battle #1
[Minto][Quinn Adams]
Posted Image:fl
Death
Rock Head
Level 10
:hp 30/30
*BONEMERANG @ BIDOOF*
:anorith :ml
Maly
Hustle
Level 10
:hp 15/30
*X-SCISSOR @ BIDOOF*
VS
:bidoof :fl
Bea
Unaware
Level 10
:hp 9/30
Edited by KJ Edge, Nov 25 2010, 07:20 AM.

How are you doing that with your mouth?


Minto's APL: 25.5
Minto's MPL: 1
~

Minto's Proffle!
:lp : 10

Herman's APL: 5
Herman's MPL: 1
Hidden Bounty:7000z


Herman's Proffle!
:lp : 47

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"Look at that! The challenger's pokemon are certainly the competitive sort. Look at them racing across the field towards Adams' remaining pokemon..." The feisty bug and blood thirsty Death could not help but beat the Bedoof to the punch, but who struck the winning blow? They collided and the silly looking one screamed. So much for bedoof, but what of Death and Maly?

When the dust settled it was the scuttling insect who looked most smug. Who knew the low rider could move that fast? Not Adam's, that was for sure. And now that Minto had just kicked her ass, it was highly doubtful she was going to give him the time of day.

"Wow! That clown sure knows how to put on a show! Let's give him a hand everybody! Both our competitors gave a great battle." The crowd cheered. Minto deserved it. His pokemon had won more than the battle, but a large number of fans. No doubt there would be quite a few dressing up their pokemon like death in the future. Quinn on the other hand, refused to look Minto in the eye. Quickly she recalled her pokemon and a little proudly raised a hand to undying fan-base before walking off the field.

Time for a short break before the next round...

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She was still ignoring him. But she still hadnt said no. Even though Minto wasnt the smoothest operator he was obstinately drawn to learn more about the pro. He leapt over the guardrail separating him from the field, landed, rolling, back on his feet with the grace of a clown, and raced after her.

Wait! he shouted, hardly heard over the cacophony of the cheering fans. Can I get your tech id?

Death watched curiously as the clown scrambled over the opposing guardrail.
Come, she said, commanding the anorith to her side with a wave of her club. We must follow him. Without waiting for a response she lifted herself up and onto the scuttlers back. With bone tucked under an arm she held onto the stalks of Malys eyes like they were reins. The bug eyes stared backwards at her.

What do you think youre doing? he said, trying to frown but not really able to create the effect from his upsidedown position. The cubone caught a hint of his displeasure and merely shifted on her saddle to get more comfortable.

We are riding, she said. Follow him. I am his guide.

First of all, youre the one riding, started Maly, trying to work up more gruff... but then he realized he didnt have a secondly and sighed. Resigned to the pertinacious little cubones command he fluttered his wingfeet, got one and a half inches off the floor, and slid across the field.

Wheres she gone? The clown stumbled about in the darkness of the opposing entrance tunnel, his only reply the echo of his own voice. Damn. And I thought we had a connection there. He heard a soft buzz behind him and turned. Maly slipped through the guardrail, turning sideways to fit. Death, for once, wasnt expecting this, her grip slipping from the reins as her skull made a satisfying CLONK sound when it got caught between the bars. Snickering came from the anorith, which is a weird kind of choppy-hissing noise when made by a bug. Minto watched the cubone, suspended a foot off the ground, skull stuck in the gate, kick a few times before giving up on freeing herself to focus on staring at the clown.

He knelt, smiling, and gripped the sides of her helmet through the guardrail. Gotten pretty good at this whole battling thing there, said the clown to Death, unmoved and not yet unstuck. There was a struggle with the bone against the bars. Even without your usual club. Way to go. Hmm. Its not budging. Tiny blue eyes glared at him from the deep skull sockets, prompting the clown to give it one last yanking try. His fingers lost traction and he tumbled one tumble backwards. Hed almost perfected that. Drifting into Deaths field of vision, Maly whet his blade-like claws casually.

Need some assistance, Miss Death? he said, bugeyes giving a spirited bounce.

Just Death, is fine, she said, serious as a sword. They watched each other for a long, quiet moment. The cubone was the first to blink. Im sorry for riding you, she said finally. Maly rolled his eyes in a way that made his stalks mimic actual arms in a aaaaand? sort of way. And for steering you by the eyes. Her shoulders sagged between the bars, she wish he had Taxes in her hands.

Thats okay, Maly said graciously, then slashed. The air rang sharply as it was sliced, the speed of the blades faster than any reaction Minto could give, then the guardrail began to slide. The bars holding Death at bay had been cut cleanly, relenting to gravity and releasing the skull, dropping the Cubone onto the ground again. She turned, watched the rest of cut out barrier topple over into the arena from the clean crisscrossed strike. She nodded with approval.

Your scythes are very sharp, she noted, eyeing one of the claws intently. Not sure what to make of that, Maly folded his limbs into a less exposed configuration.

Yes, and what of it? he said suspiciously. Death considered this, turning thoughts over in her mind. She smiled a secret smile which was well hidden beneath her helmet.

I have a business proposition for you.

Before any business could be discussed, both pokemon were lassoed into their pokeballs.

Minto wondered how much that severed guardrail was going to cost him... it couldnt have been that expensive if a little insect could cut through it like paper. And this was the Pro League, surely they had accounted for this kind of collateral damage, expected costs and all that. He didnt wait around to find out and turned, escaping the tunnel into the waiting area to get ready for the next round instead.
Edited by KJ Edge, Dec 3 2010, 12:14 AM.

How are you doing that with your mouth?


Minto's APL: 25.5
Minto's MPL: 1
~

Minto's Proffle!
:lp : 10

Herman's APL: 5
Herman's MPL: 1
Hidden Bounty:7000z


Herman's Proffle!
:lp : 47

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"Hey!" someone shouted. "What's this!" One of the younger staff members - an intern, by the looks of him - scrambled desperately around the broken handrail. He cursed under his breath, shouted something into his bluetooth, then flailed his arms and ran wildly around the tunnel.

Meanwhile, Minto was being called to stage.

- x -

By the time Minto reached his arena, the clown's opponent was already waiting for him at the other end of the field.

Silently.

Clad in black and white stripes, the trademark white face paint decorating his entire skull, Monti the Mime glared across the battlefield at Minto the Clown. The mime offered no greeting but a menacing smile: his lips said nothing, but his eyes were already flashing with the memories of pummeling his rival's stomach and kicking him repeatedly in the face. Finally Monti gave the clown a royal bow.

"We have a real special battle prepared for you here, folks!" the announcer boomed. "On the east end we have Minto, the self-reported Clown!"

If the crowd hadn't been loud before, it certainly got louder. Minto's face flashed on the big screen, followed by clips of his previous Little Cup victory. Shots of Death and Maly laying waste to a bidoof scored the loudest applause.

"And on the west end," a second voice announced, "hailing from Hillmoss Town, is the rookie trainer... Rachel Oak?" The crowd clapped uncertainly. Then the mime appeared on screen creating invisible nooses and getting stuck in boxes, and the people laughed, and then they saw him throw out a charmander and an eevee, and they rose to their feet to see what was going to happen.

The lights on Minto's field were glittering to indicate the start of the second round. The names MINTO THE CLOWN and RACHEL OAK were paired on the screen; one of the announcers commented awkwardly about Rachel's looks; and silently, Monti the Mercenary Mime prepared to eliminate Minto the Clown from the competition.

Battle #2
[ Minto the Clown ][ "Rachel Oak" ]
?








?
V
E
R
S
U
S
:charmander
Gary :ml
Blaze
20 / 20
:eevee
Willow :fl
Adaptability
30 / 30
Edited by Jin White, Dec 9 2010, 10:17 PM.
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Minto squinted, nodded, blinked, shook his head, reassessed, assumed, debated, mediated, decided and generally overcame the shock of seeing who he was now facing in the 2nd round. He had some facts at hand:

That was not Rachel Oak.
That was Monti the Mime.
The last time the Minto had met Monti it wasnt a very pleasant experience for the Clown.
The Mime was a mercenary.
But this was a pokemon battle.

You guys are up, said Minto to the two pokemon. The two pokemon made their way forward, one beating a bone against her calloused palm, the other mouthing nothings as he swam forward... somehow.

The clowned wondered if that charmander and eevee belonged to Monti, or if they were the absent Rachel Oaks. He couldnt tell yet, hed have to test. The eevee, said Minto, almost clinically, first target. Freeze it out. That seemed to be enough because the cubone and remoraid went forward.

So what do you do, Fish? asked Death conversationally as she turned on a heel and flung a bone out at the furriest enemy. There came a noise from the fish, sort of like a tinny sound of a gun being cocked but with a slight bell to it. Frost formed around his lips as his body trembled with icy ammunition.

Shoot things, Squib said, then then there was a pop and he proceeded to shoot at the foxykittything.
Battle #2
[ Minto the Clown ][ "Rachel Oak" ]
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Death :fl
Rock Head
30/30
*BONEMERANG @ Eevee

:remoraid
Squib :fl
Hustle
20/20
*ICE BEAM@ Eevee
V
E
R
S
U
S
:charmander
Gary :ml
Blaze
20 / 20
:eevee
Willow :fl
Adaptability
30 / 30


Edited by KJ Edge, Dec 22 2010, 02:33 AM.

How are you doing that with your mouth?


Minto's APL: 25.5
Minto's MPL: 1
~

Minto's Proffle!
:lp : 10

Herman's APL: 5
Herman's MPL: 1
Hidden Bounty:7000z


Herman's Proffle!
:lp : 47

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And go!

Remoraid use Ice Beam!
Remoraid's attack missed!

Charmander used Scary Face!
Cubone's speed sharply fell!

Eevee used Take Down!
Remoraid took 20 damage!
Remoraid fainted!
Eevee took 5 recoil damage!

Cubone used Bonemerang!
Hit two times!
Eevee took 20 damage!


Two to one, in this entertainer's battle, things weren't looking good for our favorite clown.

Battle #2
[ Minto the Clown ][ "Rachel Oak" ]
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Death :fl
Rock Head
30/30
-2 Spd
:remoraid
Squib :fl
Hustle
20/20

V
E
R
S
U
S
:charmander
Gary :ml
Blaze
20 / 20
:eevee
Willow :fl
Adaptability
5 / 30
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Squib dropped with a plop, the cubone sparing her fallen partner just a glance.

Work on your aim, she said in passing. Didnt matter that he was passed out and couldnt hear her, she felt that the words would somehow get through. The broadcast, being on a 3 second delay, bleeped out what Minto said as he lassoed the remoraid back into the ball.

Finish off the fuzzball, he shouted, which did get broadcast. There was a finger thrust dramatically in the mimes direction. Im not losing to a girl! declared its owner.

For the first time in any battle the cubone felt some uncertainty. Death didnt often have uncertainty. Being certain was very much in the job description, bolded and underlined. But the charmander had pulled quite a weird face at her; it wasnt scary as much as it was way creepy, and to creep out someone that wore her mothers skull on her head was a pretty big task. She shifted uneasily on her feet, wished she had her own bone, and got over it. She had to finish off the fuzzball.

Approaching the eevee with as much speed as she could muster Death drew her club back. Club, by and large a blunt instrument. Brutal in their way, bludgeoning often the result of weild one. But the cubone knew a thing or two about boneclubs and their edges. She swung it at the eevee, air whistling like a scythe had sliced through it, and Death filled her weapon with certainty.

Battle #2
[ Minto the Clown ][ "Rachel Oak" ]
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Death :fl
Rock Head
30/30
SPD-2
DOUBLE EDGE @ Eevee
V
E
R
S
U
S
:charmander
Gary :ml
Blaze
20 / 20
:eevee
Willow :fl
Adaptability
5 / 30
Edited by KJ Edge, Dec 30 2010, 04:00 AM.

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Things certainly did not look good for the clown now. Outnumbered two-to-one was never a good place to be, for more opponents of equal capability tended to mean an extremely harrowing fight was on the cards. The mercenary mime looked on with interest as the two Pokmon moved in to gang up on the Cubone known as Death.

However, that name was apt for a reason.

As Gary unloaded a flaming fang and the Eevee struck yet another Take Down, Death stood there and stoically took every attack. It was not the best of situations, but nonetheless it was what she wanted - it gave her just enough time to unload the one attack she needed in on the Eevee, a powerful Double-Edge. Of course, it wasn't needed. As recoil struck from hitting a hard target from the two Take Downs that had been previously engaged, the Eevee was already wobbling on his feet. The sudden pressure from a Cubone striking it was the last straw, snapping the Eevee right up against the wall of the arena. One down.

One-one. The crowd went absolutely wild. Even as Death was standing strong, there was still the matter of the Charmander, who was absolutely fresh. This made things difficult, especially when Death was moving rather slowly. Who would win - the speedier lizard, or the creature of earth? The yelling and screaming of an excited crowd could not tell.

Battle #2
[ Minto the Clown ][ "Rachel Oak" ]
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Death :fl
Rock Head
10/30
SPD-2
Double-Edge
V
E
R
S
U
S
:charmander
Gary :ml
Blaze
20 / 20
Fire Fang
:eevee
Willow :fl
Adaptability
0 / 30 :ko
Take Down

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Minto wondered why Death had just stood there, had chosen to pay so heavily for that exchange. That was uncharacteristic of her, of how anybody would be in a fight really, he thought. The clown wondered if he should've given some peculiar instruction such as "Dodge! Then do a -attacknamehere-", as if it would help, as if the inherent survival instincts of a pokemon were somehow lost in this kind of place and allowed it to indiscriminately trade full blows with opponents like this were some kind of videogame. They were quick thoughts that were pushed out of his mind. The clown again let his little fighter do her own thing and gazed across the field. The creepy mime had evolved into a deeper mystery since their first encounter... what motivation did he have?

Payback was a great motivator, thought Death. The pain seared itself to a dull ache as the cubones grip on the bone tightened. Just the lizard left, whose bite didnt sting as much as the eevees bash, but it did sting, so that was a bullet point now. She stiffened, suddenly alert to the protest of dented muscles and her own bruised bones. That meant she couldnt take many more bullet points from the charmander. She needed to make her own point here.

And so she sucked it up and pitched the bone. The charmander wouldve beaten her in a footrace even before the fight had started anyway, so now she could only hope that her bone would reach the charmander before its attack could reach her.

Look out behind you! she shouted warningly, while thinking about the club hitting the lizard in its stupid mouf.

(And hey lets do one of these, since I suppose it might save time: And if the charmander did rush at her for some reason, and somehow she did escape faiting amount of damage when he hit her, the bonemerang would return to her palm, momentum and all, which she could use to pivot and swing the club and just right crack the charmander upside the skull before it could catch its next breath)


Battle #2
[ Minto the Clown ][ "Rachel Oak" ]
Posted Image
Death :fl
Rock Head
10/30
SPD-2
Bonemerang (possibly followed by a boneclub if they end up next to each other)

V
E
R
S
U
S
:charmander
Gary :ml
Blaze
20 / 20
Fire Fang
Edited by KJ Edge, Jan 15 2011, 05:25 AM.

How are you doing that with your mouth?


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Minto's MPL: 1
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Death was in a serious pinch here. Injured and up against a fully-readied opponent, while slowed down by the machinations of the enemy who conspired to take them down. 'Rachel Oak' took particular glee in knowing that this fight would be easy. And easy was just being polite. What wasn't known was that the little Cubone named Death had some tricks left.

"Go again!" the mercenary shouted. "Fire Fang!"

As the Charmander began running in to execute that very attack, Death steeled herself. This Cubone was not the kind to go down easy; her species were known for being tough as nails and total assholes to fight because they'd smash your skull in with the bone in their hand. And who didn't want to respect that? Worthy adversaries... even when weakened. This wasn't going to be an easy fight for the Charmander. The bone flew out of Death's hand, performing the first strike of the inevitable Bonemerang, but the Charmander still managed to get in and sink flaming fangs around Death's midsection, exploding out in a pillar of flame...

...but Death, singed deeply, struggled a little... and remained standing. Right as the bone came back around for its second hit right into the back of Gary the Charmander's head. The lizard fell to the ground, defeated.

"Winner! MINTO THE CLOWN!"

The crowd went absolutely nuts. That had been an absolutely spectacular fight - the struggle of the one coming from behind to single-handedly snatch victory from the jaws of defeat. The poor, sore loser recalled the Charmander, and in amidst a storm of curse words, left the arena.

One more down for Minto! The third round awaits!

Battle #2
[ Minto the Clown ][ "Rachel Oak" ]
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Rock Head
1/30
SPD-2
Bonemerang

V
E
R
S
U
S
:charmander
Gary :ml
Blaze
0 / 20 :ko
Fire Fang


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We dont know what happened after that. The clown tried to find the mercenary again, but nobody knew where this Rachel Oak was, and were even less sure of someone named Monti the Mime. ("Although that does explain a lot," said the nurse as she loaded up the healamajigger). Perhaps this will be explored in a Freeform sometime in the future.

Important thing now is that its the final round of this Little Cup, and Minto was glad to have made it this far. He got it now. Hed had an inkling about this before, wondering about the point of pokemon battles, but now finally he understood. He realised why his grandfather did what he did. Looking over the battlefield before him, the arena as tantalizing as a blank canvas, a smile found him and anticipation simmered.

Lets get it on!

Air thrust x 3.
Edited by KJ Edge, Jan 17 2011, 04:30 PM.

How are you doing that with your mouth?


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"It's the final round! Minto the Clown has made it this far! Can he survive in his third round of Little Cup action?!"

The announcer's voice was driving the crowd into a frenzy of excitement, pumping them all up for some serious battling. The crowd went wild with anticipation as they awaited, with bated breath, who his final challenger was. Then, suddenly, all the lights went out. Nobody understood why, but form a crowd that had been erupting with screaming frenzy moments ago, the total and utter silence that broke was... well, it was strange. What was about to happen? They were hushed, waiting. In the darkness, they watched, the excitement building all the more.

One spotlight shone on the platform for the opposing trainer for a few seconds, then shut off again.

Three seconds later, it flicked on again, to reveal the form of Minto. What the hell? Two Minto the Clowns? Unthinkable! How could there be two Mintos? He couldn't fight himself!

Of course, that was right before he pulled his mask off to reveal the face of Jace Talbot, the amazing disguise artist, throwing the mask away and wearing a white vest with dark purple undershirt, dark blue slacks and a black sash around his waist. The crowd's silence turned to a loud, screaming roar - this was going to be good, no matter what happened. They'd seen Jace win one round already with his Bonsly and Totodile.

"Minto the Clown versus Jace Talbot, folks! This will be one hell of a fight!"

"Ready, Ileana? How about you, Daniel?" he asked of his two assistants, who jumped straight into the ring from their Pok Balls. The Totodile and Bonsly stood there, ready and waiting, for the fight that was about to happen.

The stage was set for the amazing final battle! Minto versus Jace - who would win?!

"READY... GO!"

Battle #2
[ Minto the Clown ][ Jace Talbot ]
???
???
V
E
R
S
U
S
:totodile
Ileana :fl
Torrent
30/30 :hp
:bonsly
Daniel :ml
Rock Head
30/30 :hp
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Jace Talbot... he didnt know who this guy was either. Man, he really hadnt been paying enough attention to the Pro Circuit at all! Nevermind. Put on a show.

The clown did a backflip, flipping out two pokeballs into the arena as he did and still somehow managing to land onto his feet. He almost hadnt made that, was thankful that he did, and cheered with the crowd. Even that, managing to just pull of that bit of a show, was a thrill.

Sword and shooter! he shouted excited.

Squib (the shooter) and Maly (the sword) appeared and immediately got into gear, the pair of them slowly starting to circle their opponents. Blue first! Maly, toughen up and clamp him down!

You heard the man, said the remoraid as he 'swam' towards the totodile. Hold him down for me.

Make sure you aim this time, quipped the anorith as he slid past the fish to get to their target first. Malys carapace clicked in places as he hardened up then his claws spread. He would come down on the totodile with a clamping hug, rushing in deeper than he usually would, to pinch the reptile and hold him in place. With his momentum hed slide and turn the totdile around as Squib took aim, bullets clanking into the chamber.

The gun-shaped fish blasted with all the precision he could afford, trying to get as many shots in as he could this time, wanting to make up for his no-hits/just-misses performance in the last fight.

Battle #2
[ Minto the Clown ][ Jace Talbot ]
:anorith
Maly :ml
Battle Armor
30/30 :hp
Harden + X-Scissor @ totodile
(trying to hold totodile in place as he scissors, like in the wedge)
:remoraid
Squib :ml
Hustle
20/20 :hp
Lock-on + Bullet Seed @totodile
V
E
R
S
U
S
:totodile
Ileana :fl
Torrent
30/30 :hp
:bonsly
Daniel :ml
Rock Head
30/30 :hp
Edited by KJ Edge, Jan 18 2011, 09:48 PM.

How are you doing that with your mouth?


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Minto's MPL: 1
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Herman's MPL: 1
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The first to move was the Anorith; speedy little bug that it was, it wasted no time in solidifying its armour plates that made up its shell. Indeed, the Remoraid wasn't too far behind it, sighting the gun as it were, ensuring that the Totodile that it wanted to take out in the first round as part of the sword and gun routine would indeed be taken out. That was important. The Totodile, however, had some other ideas, and Ileana was already running up to Maly, whacking his hardened shell with a tail surrounded by water. Fortunately, he had used Harden; it it wasn't for that, he would've been taken out. The Bonsly, meanwhile, copied Maly's tactic. It obviously worked. The little critter hardened its rocky/wooden shell.

And so the next series of attacks commenced with the simultaneous assault of Maly and Squib, striking with seed and slashing claw; together, the two decimated the poor Totodile who was still kept in the vice-like grip of the bug who enjoyed the powerful strike of its claws. One foe was down, but there was still the problem of the Bonsly. It didn't like what was going on one bit, no. So, out of revenge, it ran up to Maly and gave it a good solid kick... enough of a kick to, sadly, knock him out. Unfortunate, but that was the way a battle went.

For Minto's last round, it was now one-one again. Remoraid versus Bonsly. Squib versus Daniel. who would come out on top here in this clash of wills?!

Battle #2
[ Minto the Clown ][ Jace Talbot ]
:anorith
Maly :ml
Battle Armor
0/30 :hp :ko
DEF +1
Harden ~ X-Scissor
:remoraid
Squib :ml
Hustle
20/20 :hp
Lock-on ~ Bullet Seed
V
E
R
S
U
S
:totodile
Ileana :fl
Torrent
0/30 :hp :ko
Aqua Tail
:bonsly
Daniel :ml
Rock Head
30/30 :hp
DEF +1
Copy Cat ~ Low Kick

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Thanks Maly, said the clown, lassoing the fallen bug away with a beam of light. Then he raised his hands at the crowd, as if to tell them that they werent cheering loud enough. Hear that? he shouted to the two combatants left on the field as he soaked up the din. Theyre cheering for you! Dont let em down! He was telling this not only to Squib, but to Daniel too and Jace.

This is what they did it for, Minto realised now. It wasnt the thrill of winning that had his skin tingling and hair buzzing, it was the anticipation, the moments where it could all be lost in an instant. And if you still came out on top after that you knew that it wouldnt be enough, youd have to aim higher. Not fighting to win, but fighting for a chance to fight someone that can beat you. To get defeated or escape defeat, each outcome just pushing you to reach further for that ever greater exhilaration.

Squib felt it too, down through his scales and into his bones. Seeing the totodile blasted away was satisfying in a way he had never felt just hunting for food in the wild. Things were different here, and though he wasnt as clear on the idea as Minto was, he knew he liked it.

With the bonsly in his sights he focused everything on it, drilling only image of that plant shaped rock, any movement, any shift in weight, into his perceptions. Pressure whirled within him, body trembling, fins fluttering... then he unleashed it all, all of the support of the crowd, all of the spirit of his fallen teammate, all of his trainers will, and went to gun the bonsly down.
Battle #3
[ Minto the Clown ][ Jace Talbot ]
:remoraid
Squib :ml
Hustle
20/20 :hp
Lock-on ~ Water gun
V
E
R
S
U
S
:bonsly
Daniel :ml
Rock Head
30/30 :hp
DEF +1
Edited by KJ Edge, Jan 19 2011, 01:05 AM.

How are you doing that with your mouth?


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While the living ray gun lined up his reticles to maximize his chances of landing a hit, the expert mimic Pokmon mirrored Squib's actions. In essence, they were both staring directly down each others' barrels.

Then, in a dramatic display of bravery and strength, Daniel lunged directly into the stream of water Squib had just fired. Water sprayed in every direction as it glanced off the Bonsly's tough skin, the scene was momentarily lost in a cloud of mist. And then, there was silence. The mist cleared and-

"What a show!" The announcer screamed wildly as the crowd cheered. "Minto the Clown and his Remoraid, Squib has done it! Bonsly had attempted a Double-Edge straight through the Water Gun attack, but it was clearly too much for him!"

Minto, beaming at his cheering fans, turned towards Jace who's face looked deeply saddened. Truly this battle had meant a lot to him. That was, until he pulled a sad-faced mask off and revealed his own smiling face. "Good battle, 'mate!" He said to Minto and waved him off, recalling Daniel and skipping off the field."

:remoraid :ml
Squib
Hustle
Level 10
:hp 20/20
~Lock-on
~ Water Gun
VS:bonsly :ml
Daniel
Rock Head
Level 10
:hp 0/30 :ko
~Mimic (Lock-on)
~Double-Edge


MINTO WINS!!!!

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Nobody really knows what happened right after the Little Cup officially ended. Apprently Minto went out to celebrate, got really drunk and fell asleep on a damp hobo.

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Edited by KJ Edge, Jan 19 2011, 05:45 PM.

How are you doing that with your mouth?


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Herman's MPL: 1
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