..."Here, have some of these instead." Mililani placed some of the treats on the ground, watching the Jigglypuff edge forward. It dropped the paper containing cafe food, picking up a Poke snack instead, noticeably calming as it ate. "If you want," the trainer continued, pulling out a Pokeball, "you can come along, and we'll find a way to get back to our world."
As the Jigglypuff looked up, with curiosity this time rather than fear, Mililani threw the Pokeball and hoped for the best.
Jigglypuff, female, lv9
Jigglypuff was more than happy to accept Mililani's snacks. She listened to Mililani's words just before the Pokeball was thrown.
"A way home... It would be nice to go home. And if this trainer could keep her fed, then..."So the Pokeball snatched up Jigglypuff in a ray of red light before falling to the ground. It only shook once before clicking, signaling a catch. That was easy enough.
Now, Mililani simply had to get the ball back to HQ, since her charging belt was already full with 6 Pokemon. Because, according to Professor Rowan back in Russia...
"It takes a lot of energy to break down and store the energy of a Pokemon. Pokebelts can keep up to 6 Pokeballs charged at a time, but without the belts, a ball can only hold a Pokemon for 24 hours. After that the Pokeballs will break open and do an emergency release of the Pokemon."Result:
Mililani Caught a Jigglypuff
...Even as he watched the Foongus jump back up, form a red energy ball between her stubby hands and shoot forth a beam of light, it did little to ease the tension taking over his assertiveness. He'd watched a few battles in the Russian headquarters, and could tell Pokemon were pretty tough. Commanding his living, breathing friend to fight, though, was nothing like commanding creatures of pixels and coding to fight.
They'll both be alright, he reminded himself, fists clenching as he called out moves for Gilkey to use. Even so, he made a mental note to ask Professor Sycamore about potions and other healing items at the next opportunity.
Castform, male, lv8
If it were snowing and Castform were in his Snowy form, this battle would have went a lot closer, but at it stood, that was not the case. Castform's strongest move water gun just wasn't working. So he spent most of his time trying to land a Tackle.
But it wouldn't be enough. The mischievous little weather Pokemon would eventually fall.
Result:
Foongus wins!
...“Alright. I’ll just defeat any big ones I come across,” Dana said, looking to her Duskull, which sank down into the ground. “Where should I bring the ones I find?”
The worker that spoke English flinched when Dana asked about where to take the little rodents after catching them.
'What's she talking about?' He thought.
'Does she not plan on taking them away for us? But oh well...'He then started to speak,
"Well... if you do not want to take them with you..." But that was when the trainer with the Galade stepped into the conversation, Jason, as he was called.
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Quick Note: To be continued in my reply to Zarkun...
...The duo wondered over towards the noise and saw a Mr. Mime preforming tricks. Circe got excited at seeing the human like pokemon, and watched his show with glee. After he finished up Circe walked up and looked to Clefairy.
"Let's see if we can add an other to our roster yeah?? Use sing." Clefairy nodded to her trainer as her voice took on a beautiful Melody, enticing the preformer into falling asleep.
(He's level 9)
Mr. Mime's performances, they were sublime indeed, but not everyone was happy. The regular street performers, the near homeless individuals and the highly decorated performers alike, they couldn't stand Mr. Mime. These Pokemon had been stealing the spotlight ever since they arrived, thus cutting into their bottom line. So when Circe showed up to challenge this Mr. Mime to a battle, they were more than happy to cheer here on.
"Oui, petite fille! Tu peux le faire! Sors ce type d'ici!" It couldn't be helped really. The street performers were just too good at drawing a crowd. They were rooting for Circe, but by doing so, it would actually hurt her cause. Within seconds, everyone on the street had stopped to see what was happening, drowning out Clefairy's Sing. It was also apparent that Clefairy had never seen this many people before; she was starting to look nervous, a case of stage fright.
Mr. Mime, on the other hand, relished in the moment. He was in his element. So he took a deep breath in for a quick moment of
Meditation, to plan his performance. When he breathed out and opened his eyes, the show began... Confusion, Misty Terrain, Magical Leaf. The combination was hauntingly beautiful, worthy of a Pokemon Contest, but also... very effective.
With his opponent defeated, he bowed to the crowd and ran away. They all clapped. But then the Misty Terrain faded, and the harsh reality set in. Clefairy wasn't in good shape. She could use a trip back to HQ for some rest.
Result:
Clefairy Looses(
Quick Note: Clefairy still gained a half level (as indicated by an asterisk) because Mr. Mime was of a higher level than her)
..."Hephaestus good buddy, let's show this Pokemon why it's bad to sneak up on a champion, Flame Charge!!" Hephaestus covered himself in flames and began running towards the bug pokemon that had just turned around.
(??? Male level 20)
The horns, the teeth, there was no mistaking it. This was a
Pinsir, and a pretty aggressive one at that. Was it being territorial? Or worse, was it trying to eat them? The idea was horrifying, but with teeth like that, it was a legitimate concern.
Monferno's counter attack came on strong, and came inches away from landing, but Pinsir was able to dodge at the last moment, and launch a solid counter attack of his own, Vital Throw. Catching and throwing Monferno with his horns instead of hands, he wasn't harmed by the flames. But Monferno wouldn't go down that easily... Alas, in the end, Pinsir was able to best Monferno, perhaps due to a home field advantage, as he frequently retreated and reemerged from the bushes throughout their battle. At least one thing was accomplished though. When the battle was over, Pinsir was too exhausted to do anything else but run away. So they were safe at least.
Result:
Despite the Type Advantage, No Luck.
...As the sun was setting, the pair found themselves out in the heart of a nearby forest. The groups' Pokemon assistant had authorized the two to search for the unknown bug type but with a reminder about when to be back. It was dark by the time they decided to rest, at around 8:36 pm local time. As they snacked on some sandwiches that Forest had bought before heading out, they saw it, the bug type that had yet to be ID'd. Paras was already carefully moving forward as Forest stood, a hand drifting towards another Pokeball, even as he scanned for local predators. We gotta be careful with this...
Very cautiously, the wild Pinsir stepped out of the forest. His appearance was intimidating, what with his horns and teeth, much scarier than in the anime. But there was also an air of something else. Sadness? Lonelyness? It was hard to tell by looking.
In reality though, the reason behind the Pinsir's somber mood... was another Pinsir, a bigger, stronger, territorial Pinsir that lived somewhere in these woods as well. The two had gotten into multiple scuffles since arriving here on Earth.
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Quick Note: This forest is huge, so it doesn't mean your characters have to be physically close to each other right now. But yes, the other Pinsir mentioned in this post is the one that just battled Liz's Monferno... So now, level and gender?)
...Grunting and nodding the Lucaria sits next to the Togedemaru while Jason approaches the female trainer, Slayer at his side. "And you. Did you even stop to think what those men and women would do after you walked away? Or are you too concerned with getting back up to your personal par to care?" Granted, Jason himself wasn't any kind of activist and wasn't going to make efforts like this often, but knowing how frustrated and desperate these workers were to make the outages stop from talking with one of the factory owners earlier in the day, he couldn't let them get ahold of one of them while they still held ill will.
The little Togedemaru woke up beside the Lucaria sitting next to him. He was startled at first, and almost ran away, but then Lucaria began to speak... in Pokemon talk of course. (Which to Earthlings sounds like gibberish, but to Pokemon world trainers, clearly sounds like a Pokemon saying it's name over and over in different ways.)
Whatever Lucaria said, it was successful. Togedemaru had calmed down, and even cuddled up next to her for protection and comfort.
...Not training this mess of a team would be an insult to my status as a trainer and champion, she thought, annoyance flashing through her mind as she noted how slow her Combusken had become, how short the distance he'd knocked his opponent. No, not prioritizing training right now was unthinkable. The Professors had given her no mission, and even if they did, she wouldn't be able to carry out any duties at her former level until she fixed the current state of her team. Training was, therefore, her one and only duty currently, and Dana was—if anything—efficient with her time.
Togedemaru — lvl 18, male. Dana will throw the Pokeball if she wins.
Dana's verbal command alerted most of the Togedemaru in the group, causing them to scatter away. All but one got away. He was in the middle of the group, chomping down on some yummy wires. He only looked up when all his friends had scattered and an intense heat was almost already upon him. He tried to dodge, but had no luck. He was sent rolling. But he didn't go down in one hit. He was a fighter, and his first move was an impressive
Spark...
Still, their battle didn't last long. He stood no chance against the experienced Combusken and his trainer.
Result:
Combusken Wins!Dazed from their battle, Togedemaru didn't even see the Pokeball coming. He was sucked up in an instant. Once on the ground, the ball shook... Once... and only once.
Result:
Dana caught a Togedemaru
Fetzen