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I'm not victim blaming but all generalizations are false, even this one.
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PC and Tablet ded, send help
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I lived the land of no internet
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@The Wild West

There's no way they can win against metam-metapod strats.

Hardenx30 -> Struggle -> ??? -> Profit -> Rinse(inthetearsyourenemies)andRepeat
Sofia Stien: Icehouse Hideout


In other words he was wanted. Did Headhunter think she was stupid because she was small and young? Not that she was riled about it, she merely found it odd that he'd seemingly dumbed things down for her. Sofia shrugged and turned her attention to the coffee placed in front of her. Oh, he'd noticed? Well that was alright. Sofia followed along with his explanation of what more or less amounted to their first job. Play housewife until Headhunter got around to killing the newbie. Simple enough. Said newbie walked in shortly, glancing around before introducing himself. Sofia wouldn't be surprised if he was suspicious, though he couldn't have known the rest of them had arrived at the same time, it should've been a warning since he'd come in obviously after they'd already been discussing something. Lovely seemed to take right to the part, practically draping itself over Everest. What a silly name. Just imagine someone saying 'Everest is coming'. The confusion would be ridiculous, was the mountain Everest getting closer, or was the villain Everest getting closer? Both were entirely possible. On the other hand with a name like Headhunter the same situation would be met with utter seriousness. Perhaps she was simply ridiculing him mentally to dehumanize him. It seemed to be working. Sofia considered that she should probably do something to assist in the matter. Hm. She could give him the coffee. But she wanted the coffee. Hm. He probably didn't like coffee anyways. Besides, surely Lovely and Chatterhead could handle it, they both seemed well suited to the role. Satisfied with the situation Sofia grabbed the extra cup of coffee set in front of her and began slowly sipping it. What was she going to do with all the money...
Jeezus was that asshole hitting on her just because he figured they were going to die? It was probably because he was like twice as tall as her. Okay maybe only like a foot but still. And he'd actually asked them not to eat him. Seriously? Her thoughts on the matter were interrupted, as they had been wont to be in this forest, by the dragons. Specifically the strange act of them breathing in and out heavily, like some strange sort of oversized horses sniffing new people. Even more surprising was the kid that had asked them about their motivation from before showed up like a some sort of dragon tamer. The hell? Morgana glared at him skeptically from her position leaning against the cabin. "Yeah I bet you say that to all the ladies. So are you just screwing with us or are we actually going to get eaten?" Morgana asked confidently. Though she really doubted it was the latter, the question would prompt him to carry on either explaining or monologuing, Morgana wasn't sure which term would be more appropriate at this point. Wasn't this guy supposed to be like them, showing up to learn how to use magic from Dragon? Unless... Nah that was stupid. No way. Still...


A triple battle? Wasn't that a bit much? Ah well, it was too late now as the other party seemed to have committed to the idea as well. Two of them were overly energetic and the other was overwhelmingly not. It reminded him of the twins messing with Fred when he slept in. Still he wouldn't turn down the one that asked his name, plus he wasn't sure the other girl that joined their team so suddenly knew his either. Though he wasn't quite sure hitting a Pokeball with a shovel was proper Pokemon battle etiquette, now wasn't the time to bring it up. "I'm Dawkin, I hope this battle proves valuable to all of us. Go Aron!" The second Aron came out of his Pokeball and landed Dawkin followed up with a command, "Aron, use Harden." Aron spent a moment glancing back at his owner and at his competition before nodding, his eyes flashing with the same steely glint that covered his whole body in response to his body tightening fiercely. Dawkin grinned confidently. He'd gotten lucky. From what he knew of his opponent's Pokemon they didn't have any moves that would be terribly effective against Aron. Combined with Aron's preemptive harden he could slug it out head-head with his opponents and come out victorious.

In a more calm voice Dawkin said to his allies, "I can take any of them, pick your opponents as you will." Technically it was a triple battle, meaning that being limited to one opponent may not be the case, but Dawkin was willing to bet as no one seemed to have much experience with each other that they would battle in a way involving teamwork, if for no other reason than that was the one Dawkin felt. Dawkin's noted his ever so slightly shaking hands and casually slipped them into his pant pockets. Nerves? Surely not. Dawkin was confident he would win, he was a natural after all. Perhaps it was that he had no personal experience in Pokemon battling against competition whose limits he didn't know. No, he must have just not gotten enough to drink. A bold faced lie that Dawkin accepted. He didn't get nerves.
*Confused warbling increases in intensity, volume, and amount of distress*
Vuduin got up from his chair and began heading to the soon to be battleground. It should be interesting to watch, though not necessarily safe. Upon entering the arena he saw that the audience was mostly the same as before, with a few auditions. Also to his surprise was Justine and her Porygon, who seemed somewhat down. Vuduin snuck through the ground and popped up behind him the Porygon, bonking him on the head lightly. "Hey little guy, what's going on?" Vuduin asked with a silly grin. He would've thought the Porygon would've seemed bouncing off the walls energetic in the presence of so many legends and what was about to be a fight between them. Shade, befrit of his material warping master, hurriedly floated over and hid in his master's robes. He hated being without Vuduin in front of people.
Dorisma shrugged. "Night time. Just fought. Not good time. Also you creepy." All true things. At least Rud said he wouldn't be screwing with anyone, but that didn't mean that he was all good intentions. Hopefully he didn't keep talking like the human did, or else he might end up leaving them a little earlier than he intended. And not in one piece. She wondered if this was a good plan after all. Theortically doing this would end up in them being on favorable terms with the dragons, but she wasn't sure how helpful that would be. They seemed like a prideful bunch, not eager to help those they considered below them. Bah, she would worry about that when it came down to it.
*confused warbling*
Hm, well I know that being criticized bluntly can feel like a personal attack, I was kinda of protective of my characters for my first few rps and got really offended when they were criticized. Its kind of hard to distance yourself from it and look at it objectively. Well I'll just encourage you to keep going and not hassle you about it, your call after all and being GM is bunch of work and stuff. ^.^
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