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Martin Price


Martin was having a bit too much fun at playing as the villain. The terrified faces, the sense of urgency in their voices. It was almost like he was the dark knight. The one to walk in and destroy this tournament, and what was in his way was a mercenary and her Skitty. He didn't even have the time to see Skitty disappear from his eyes, only to be found hitting Nincada. Did he underestimate it's speed? No matter, it didn't look that painful, but Nincada flinched, unable to move. Add in that now she was commanding a Tail Whip and Martin needed to make sure this fight didn't go from his advantage to a weakness. "Nincada, don't let that cat take away your armor. Use Harden and get ready for the next attack. Dodge whatever comes at you next."

Nincada gave a nod, uncaring of the damage it took, The fight didn't interest him like the others. Martin still had his personal doubts if that attack would be used next as well. Could he keep up with it or stop such a fast attack? Whatever the trick, it won't surprise him a second time. They would strike after avoiding it. He had the tougher hits, and only needed to land a few to end this. No hired hand would stop his march on the castle.
Martin Price


The Rattata went down without a problem, as Martin expected. He was hoping for the style of a one hit knock out, but two hits was just as good. He put on his best intimidating voice to further play along with the spirit of this area. "Fools, even your knight was no match for me. Now you send a mercenary to stop me? It's matters not what you send at me, I will be coming for the princess. Nincada, show what happens to those who stand in our way." Martin gave a wave of his arm and Nincada stepped forward to get ready. "Nincada, use Scratch on our foe." Nincada ran forward, his claw raised for the attack on Skitty.

Martin had a feeling this was going to be tougher than the last one. Whether it was the fact she used a Pokemon to keep the power level low, or that she was that confident. The only other option he could have used was Harden, which could be a good use. No, a strong hit should give him what he needed to figure out if this was a tough fight. Just act tough and see how far he can get with just Nincada. This was getting pretty fun with how everyone acted like this was a castle. Focus on the fight, or you're gonna lose, Martin. He shook his head, he couldn't take this battle lightly.
Oh man. You know shit is about to seriously hit the fan when it's been over a week. The anticipation is killing me. Give it to me straight, is a meteor about to kill us all?
Martin Price


Martin stumbled himself into a tournament of small children. Not quite what he expected, but he had to come up with a title for himself. Seemed like fun, as Martin quickly decided on a title fitting for being an invader of the tournament. "Your kingdom is no match against me. Prepare to lose to The Dark Knight. After I win, I shall be taking your princess as well. Show them who's in charge Nincada!" Martin felt silly playing along, but the spirit was quite infectious. He had a plan of taking a fall towards the end if needed. For now, all he had to do was fight till the king was his opponent.

Nincada stepped forward to his opponent, claws at the ready. "All right, Nincada, finish this with the first attack. Use Scratch." Martin held out his arm, making the motion extra dramatic.
Martin Price


Martin felt quite rested from staying at the inn. While it might have been a bit early, the Repel had it's own scent that needed to disappear before he could do anything in the wild again. The good news that he was making progress was how easy it was getting taking ont he local Pokemon that were giving him a bit of trouble when he got there. The best part of his day was stumbling over an Antidote. While he didn't know when poison would be hitting, it never hurt to keep it just in case something came up. With the forest behind him, the only path forward was back to Pureplain City and all of it's splendor. Still a bit much on the city side, but a familiar feeling anyways. He didn't stay in the city for long before going through it and heading out onto Route 1.

The high grass went as far as they eye could see and it ws dotted with equally new trainers excited to catch new Pokemon while training theirs. The last thing Martin needed to do was randomly walk through the grass and get jumped by every able bodied Pokemon again. He gave a shudder remembering the events that happened not even that long ago. The storm drain was a more interesting place to go. The water level was low, which only raised the question of why. The why wasn't that important for now as that just meant it was a cool place to be right now. Heading down, he found a bunch of kids having a tournament. This was an interesting spot to be, and he was ready to see how he fared in this. "Hey, is this tournament private, or can anyone join?" Martin looked to Nincada, this should be a good way to pass the time

Action: Become King of the drain
@PlatinumSkink Well, this is what happens when I try doing a post while sick... I read back through what seemed to make sense a few days ago. I made a lot of mistakes, my bad for that. This was all over the place and I'm not sure if I need another IC post or an edit. I can do a few corrections in this one right now.

I was intending on going to the Forbidden Woods healing hut for 100 PokeDollars, and taking a rest there until the Super Repel wore off. After that was a light amount of training in the Woods before heading back to Route 1. I got my butt handed to me here, and I know when to raise the white flag. Besides, maybe Route 1 will have better things to pick from. Is that a bit more clear?
I managed to find some time, so I got a post. That nagging feeling you forgot something probably just my imagination...
Martin Price


Martin had a lot of information being thrown out by Laurinda. She seemed nice enough, but the fact that this was only the lightest of the problems if they went further. He suffered the eye of a tornado of Volbeats at point blank. Martin was already spooked about wanting that happening again on any scale further in. He already had a Bug Type Pokemon, so it wasn't as high on his list to find another one of them. He wanted to try and see if he could handle this, and from what he got so far, he was not ready. Maybe after a bit of training and a couple more of those Repel cans. This was a small list, but that was a good thing to make a habit of. Always strive to have a goal to work towards along the way. "Thanks for the advice Laurinda, I'll probably head back after I do a bit more training here. After I get a few supplies, I'll brave this place when I'm better prepared."

Dawkin was already heading towards the Wet Caverns, that was brave, or it was foolish to disregard some good advice. Martin really wanted to see what Pokemon were deeper within, but he knew firsthand what could happen. He didn't need a story of getting wiped this early on his adventure. Martin turned to look at his Pokemon, who was annoyed at being ignored so quickly. "Hey Nincada, let's do a bit more training around here, then go back to Route 1 for a new pal. Sound good?" Nincada continued to make Martin wonder if it could understand him by absentmindedly nodding his head again. So a few more battles, a rest at the spot they passed, and then back to Route 1. It wasn't a great plan, but it was a plan anyways. Seemed pretty weak to be one of the first people who might head back, but it was necessary. He knew the common Pokemon here, and they didn't interest him. So, Martin stuck to the path. He didn't hope for a trainer, as he was going to need a heal first before one of them challenged him. So many choices, so little time. The only comforting thought was how nice it was to be out in the woods, and not the city. He grew fond of the places from his days of hiking getting here.
@PlatinumSkink I've been sick for the last few days. Can't organize my thoughts well enough to get a post. I'll get one in when I'm feeling better.
This is a friendly reminder from the dark days of the guild. Try copying the entire post before hitting post. If you send it to a pm with yourself, you'll have a backlog to use in case everything crashes when you try and post in the right spot.
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