[@Lunarlord34]

Well, they certainly got its attention alright. The ember didn't hit the Wingull, it hit the sandwich with enough force to knock it out of its claws and careened down to the salt water in a smoldering mess. 

[color=6ecff6]"Gull gull!"[/color] Which translated to, [i][color=6ecff6]My manwich![/color][/i]

The bird did a complete U-turn to fly towards the jerks that burnt its rightfully earned sandwich, which it stole, but stealing was work, only to meet face first with a fucking icicle. The poor Wingull just fell and almost smacked the ground though it just in time regained its balance in the air and glide along the ground as Jack tried to jump it. Unfortunate for Jack, the Wingull was actually quick enough to respond with a Water Gun and blasted the Sneasel away with a forceful stream of water from its mouth. 

The Wingull just looked at Steph with some fight in its eyes. [color=6ecff6]"Gull!"[/color] 

Steph does not know what it said, but she can assume it was insulting. 

What does Steph do?

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[@samreaper]

Robbie just spun around in a panic to see that his way was blocked off by both sides though he was soon focused on Tristan who was going on about how there was no way out and to surrender peacefully. What his response? The farmhand began to laugh hysterically though it was not out of mockery towards Tristan's attempt at being some intimidating detective. This was broken, something that could come from a man at the end of his rope where the only sensible thing is to laugh at the absurdity of his situation.

This fit of laughter subsided eventually and the only thing Tristan could see was not the bright man from earlier, but someone who had been beaten down at everything this world had thrown at him, and he just could not take it anymore. 

"You want to know? Fine, you're in this for the long haul whether you like it or not." He said with no ounce of resistance.

"I fell into debt with the worst kind of people imaginable in Neon Shore City a few months back. I had a winning streak in its casino though that was because I was counting cards, but uh, word to the wise, when the mob finds out you cheated them, they take exception to that. It was either that I found a way to make it square or I would be chopped up into feed. I don't know how they knew, but they knew that I was a farmhand here and had access to these Pokemon eggs on the ranch. They wanted me to steal the eggs and hand them off to their men. I'm guessing they were selling them off to someone for exorbitant prices, especially the Torchic eggs. God knows what's happened to them."

He could only chuckle bitterly at the point his life had entered and to make matters worse, it dragged innocent bystanders down with him.

"Kid, you are so out of your fucking depth. You have no idea how what kind of target you've put on your back just by getting involved. We're both already dead. You just don't know it yet."

He returned the Ditto to his Pokeball and looked back at Tristan.

"Just take me back. I'm tired of everything."

What does Tristan do?

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[@Zarkun]

The Hawlucha's eyes glowed for a brief moment, and it somehow just seemed to leap out of the way of an invisible force of psychic energy directed its way. That was the move Detect, which basically allowed a free dodge from any attack as it could just predict what attack would come its way. 

In retaliation, the Hawlucha charged straight towards the Ralts though then there were suddenly a horde of Ralts courtesy of Double Team. The bird looked around confused and swung its wing at one of the doppelgangers only for it to pass through. It did notice that one of the Ralts figures released a wave of energy that rippled throughout the air, which was Hypnosis, but quickly was able to fly upwards to avoid it. The Hawlucha then flew down and smashed down with a Wing Attack against one of the figures only to find it was again another doppelganger and then just ate a Confusion from behind. 

It stumbled a bit from the impact, showing obvious signs of damage and even more obvious signs of anger. It wanted what it would call an 'honest' fight. No trickery, no status inducing moves, just pure one on one combat. That was its nature so the fact that it was struggling against a Ralts of all things was certainly an insult. 

A red energy extended from its fingers and then traveled up its wings to create this bladed aura around it that expanded its wingspan. This was Hone Claws. It's attack and accuracy increased by 1 stage.

What does Jason do?