Savo
Xaltwind
Framing A Moose
Ariamis
Not a Sayan
SkyeOfStars
Remram
Apollosarcher@Rune_Alchemist
Froakie tried to get free of the web to then charge to attack again, but it was difficult to do so with the constant focus of a Ralts giving it Confusions, and eventually it had to just roll over and faint with a cry of panic.
Ritz was finding that the Mienfoo was adapting its tactics, outmaneuvering him. He was going to make a strike, which would likely faint him… when the martial arts Pokémon stumbled in surprise because its leg was just caught in Del’s String Shot. After that, Ralia and Ritz could simply turn and focus down the caught Fighting-type, and with the Super Effectiveness it only took two shots of Confusion and one tackle from Ritz, Mienfoo merely floundering on the ground in-between the first and second Confusion.
The battle was won.
Wasn’t exactly a proper battle with the ambush and all, but apparently this counted as a legal 3v3 battle.
…
Oh?
A light would take place, shimmering over Del. He could decide for himself if he wanted to or not, it was his choice, though his trainer could influence his decision. But…
Del is evolving.
Meanwhile.
Without assistance, Lure wouldn’t be able to keep the trainer from recovering the nugget from her, despite angry buzzing.
‘That’s that. Now, how about we-’ The trainer smirked, and then turned back to the field of battle, either because there was a very noticeable shining light of evolution or just because. Then she remained there, staring a bit in surprise, until she had taken in everything. ‘Wait, what’s going on!? I was winning! Froakie was gonna finish off the Ralts, Mienfoo was taking out the Ledyba, then they shouldn’t have had any problem with the remaining Weedle…’ She was clearly having trouble imagining how the situation had gone so terribly just as she had looked away.
‘… Gah!’ She let go of Lure and leapt onto a railing before jumping upwards, gripping the side of the shrine roof and pulling herself up with remarkable body-strength before spinning around and returning her Pokémon to her Pokéballs. Assuming she hadn’t been pursued by Claire or perhaps an angry Lure or other Pokémon, she’d look down at Claire and ask with a little stutter.
‘J-just for reference, you don’t actually see anything unusual in the mirror below me if you look, right?’ She asked, referring to the mirror on the podium below her, her confidence sounding a bit shaken. It stood there on display, with varying colors adorning the frame on left, right, top and bottom, it looked really important. Though, if Claire actually did look into it, nothing but herself would be looking back.
Also, she’s been on Route 11 for a little long with no rain. A light rain is starting to fall upon the Abandoned Shrine, clouds overhead growing darker.
__________________________
@Joshua Tamashii
She got a couple of glances as she got into the line, as she was clearly the youngest and shortest in it, but as fellow Pokémon Trainers they respected that anyone could be strong and nothing more was said about it.
The inside of the building was bigger than one could have thought. But, it felt a bit more like entering into an art-gallery than anything else. The place was clean, all the walls excruciatingly white and with a nice carpet leading inwards, there were fine paintings lining the walls and there were small tables with vases of varying sizes, colors and widths all over. It all looked exceedingly expensive. Yet, in the middle, there was this vast area with clearly marked rectangular borders by the beige carpet, which was marred with signs of numerous heavy impacts and elements affecting it quite recently.
There was a silence as she entered, a serenity in the air. Like she had entered a world of calm, a place where you had to keep your back straight or somebody would lecture you. And it looked as if the person who would be giving said lecture was sitting right across the battle-carpet, though he was busy molding clay on a slightly spinning disk, creating a vase of sorts, and the sound of that spinning was the only sound which could be heard inside the room…
This man sat with utmost grace, yet the atmosphere around him felt charged to anyone who wasn’t him. He looked like the epitomé of calm, yet a pressure acted upon people in his presence. His experience shone despite him actually doing something, and the older man looked 100% in control of everything happening in the room. There was little doubt about it. This man was Dorian, “Master of Normal”.
’SNORE…’ … So, the absolute silence wasn’t entirely accurate. There was an unmistakable elephant in the room, or at least something very similar in size. To Dorian’s right, a huge Pokémon was taking up way too much space and snoring oh, so, peacefully, that gigantic belly rising and falling while the face was one of utmost content.
'So.' The man spoke, his voice echoing through the room, his voice carrying some unseen power to it. 'I am Dorian, Gym Leader of Pureplain City.' He said, lifting his vase-in-the-making and speaking out to Amelia, though not looking at her.
'I believe in seeking towards perfection. I have long sought to perfect the art of vase-making. All the vases and paintings in this room are works of mine or my disciples. It’s my hobby, and I am content to say I believe I’ve become rather proficient over the years.' He said, placing down his vase and starting to slowly stand up.
'However, as soothing as I find the calmer arts, my true passion was always that of Pokémon Battling. That too, can be refined towards perfection. Take this Snorlax.' He gestured to the big Pokémon beside him. 'I molded him myself. He’s a better martial artist than many of the hundreds of Fighting-Pokémon that will ever challenge him. He has high resistance towards special attacks as well, and he has means to deal with all forms of dangers he’s presented with. I dare say he’s my finest work, and I’ve been in this business for a long, long time. Of course, this was only achievable using the weakness-less type of Normal.' Dorian nodded with content.
'What do you believe in, Pokémon Trainer?' He asked, turning to look at Amelia. It didn’t seem he had at all changed his tone just because his apparent opponent was a tiny young girl. 'Do you believe in striving for perfection? Do you believe in becoming the very best? Do you believe…' He snapped his fingers, the snap echoing decisively through the room, and the Snorlax almost immediately stirred. It quickly became apparent why they needed the Gym to be so big on the inside, as the Pokémon slowly rose it became apparent that the Pokémon was going to tower over everything else. The huge Pokémon got onto its feet, swinging its arms a little back and forth, looking forward at Amelia as well.
'… That you can overcome me?' He asked, looking towards Amelia, awaiting her next move, the atmosphere being somehow serene and charged at the same time as the Gym Leader presented his challenge.
____
Meanwhile, on the outside…
’I’m late, I’m so very late!’ A man in glasses came running, stopping right by the entrance of the Pokémon Gym, gasping out as he knelt a bit and breathed heavily, before quickly swinging up and smirking at the line of trainers.
’So then! Time for me to do my job and inform trainers what this Gym is all about!’ He smirked happily, ready to get to work.
’Wait…’ His eyes suddenly focused, and he looked over the line. ’My “New Trainer” sense is tingling! Time for me to be of use! I need to tell them all about-’ Then he blinked in realization. ’- oh-’ Then he looked into the gym, expression going from excitement to horror.
’- Oh. Oh, no.’
He was a little late.
__________________________
@Pikmin Eye@Eklispe@Pyromaniacwolf
Goldeen jumped out, surrounded by the sphere of water generated by the Pokéball to let her swim like normal but on the ground and managed to get in the way of Poliwag’s Water Gun, dealing miniscule damage. Likewise, Nincada blocked Shieldon’s tackle, although that hurt considerably more being hit by the steel-face helmet in Shieldon’s mid-tackle. Though, with Shieldon having charged ahead it was a bit of a distance to the Poliwag that was taking cover behind, meaning Nincada had to go around Shieldon to get in to Leech Life it, which was a bit of a distance but could still do it if no other orders were issued.
Though, with both Dawkin and Lucian announcing to stop…
Karl glared at them a bit, before telling. ‘Shieldon, Poliwag, halt!’ Karl shouted out, making his Pokémon stop.
‘Klink, wait as well…’ Anabelle breathed out in relief, glad that they were stopping a bit. The Pokémon stopped, Shieldon glaring at them while Poliwag stood back a bit confused. Klink floated in the air above Karl and the Ducklett still in his grip, while Snover was still hiding behind Anabelle.
Up to Martin of course what he decided on doing.
To Martin’s question and Lucian’s statement…
‘Well, we did attack them, but…’ Anabelle stated, but she was cut from continuing by Karl, who looked pretty angry.
‘They’re Team Amethyst, they were planning something evil! They were in the middle of pursuing… YOU, weren’t they!?’ Karl called, glaring at Dawkin.
__________________________
@Pirouette
Ewan raised his eyebrows a little at Erika’s apology. ‘You didn’t. Don’t worry. He just didn’t teach us very much, just set us off on a mission. We’re all okay.’ He picked up on her tone and input a tone that he attempted to make comforting, looking to her as he did.
Then there was the part where Erika replied to Joshua and called him a knight. Joshua blinked at her in surprise and fumbled back a step, bringing up his hands as if in self-defense against nothing as she addressed him. He looked really stunned. Then he turned and looked at Ewan.
‘Am I contagious?’ He asked his friend and then looked at Erika again without actually expecting an answer. ‘Did you change your speaking-patterns to account for me? Because you really don’t have to. You’re cute enough exactly as you are. I didn’t, um.’ He scratched a bit of the back of his hair, smirking at Erika. ‘Didn’t actually intend on appearing as a knight, haha. Just, well… escort? Escort.’ He says, actually seeming to have felt a bit awkward addressed like that by Erika.
Ewan used his potions and healed up Erika’s Pokémon. ‘It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.’ He simply said about paying back, before they were ready to move again.
‘Alright, into the Wet Caverns!’ Joshua pointed forward, moving forth to take point, into the cave. So, Ewan also got up to follow, and assuming Erika did, too…
… The cave has a damp smell to it, due to the water further in. It’s a rocky corridor, with rocks and creatures, but up ahead the road splits into three. To the left, there’s a tunnel into a rocky tunnel which is dry but still lit somehow, if he wished to avoid getting wet. To the right was a wet, partly drowned tunnel which a person would have to wade to get through. Straight ahead starts a fairly sharply inclining tunnel descending downwards, into darkness.
But wait, hold on? DID SOMEONE JUST ENTER WET CAVERNS!? Well, you know what that means! Small flapping noises filled the cave as the Zubats came descending rapidly towards them.
‘Heh, no chance.’ Joshua stated, bringing out a Pokéball and letting his out. A small yellow Pokémon jumped straight out of the Pokéball and right out into the air to meet the Zubats. ‘Thundershock!’
So, Joshua was quite content to clear the area of Zubats for Erika. So that’s what he’d be doing.
‘Did you want to follow the map, or explore it with your own eyes?’ Ewan asked, just basically because Joshua seemed intent on making sure this was all on Erika’s terms and by now Ewan was just rolling with it.
Connected areas:
Route 2. Right behind you.
Lakewatch Town. You don’t know the way, yet!
Froakie tried to get free of the web to then charge to attack again, but it was difficult to do so with the constant focus of a Ralts giving it Confusions, and eventually it had to just roll over and faint with a cry of panic.
Ritz was finding that the Mienfoo was adapting its tactics, outmaneuvering him. He was going to make a strike, which would likely faint him… when the martial arts Pokémon stumbled in surprise because its leg was just caught in Del’s String Shot. After that, Ralia and Ritz could simply turn and focus down the caught Fighting-type, and with the Super Effectiveness it only took two shots of Confusion and one tackle from Ritz, Mienfoo merely floundering on the ground in-between the first and second Confusion.
The battle was won.
Claire was victorious! Claire gained 963 P for winning!
Wasn’t exactly a proper battle with the ambush and all, but apparently this counted as a legal 3v3 battle.
Ralia grew to Level 9! Ralia learned Teleport!
(oh, god)Ritz grew to Level 8!
Del grew to Level 8!
…
Oh?
A light would take place, shimmering over Del. He could decide for himself if he wanted to or not, it was his choice, though his trainer could influence his decision. But…
Del is evolving.
Meanwhile.
Without assistance, Lure wouldn’t be able to keep the trainer from recovering the nugget from her, despite angry buzzing.
‘That’s that. Now, how about we-’ The trainer smirked, and then turned back to the field of battle, either because there was a very noticeable shining light of evolution or just because. Then she remained there, staring a bit in surprise, until she had taken in everything. ‘Wait, what’s going on!? I was winning! Froakie was gonna finish off the Ralts, Mienfoo was taking out the Ledyba, then they shouldn’t have had any problem with the remaining Weedle…’ She was clearly having trouble imagining how the situation had gone so terribly just as she had looked away.
‘… Gah!’ She let go of Lure and leapt onto a railing before jumping upwards, gripping the side of the shrine roof and pulling herself up with remarkable body-strength before spinning around and returning her Pokémon to her Pokéballs. Assuming she hadn’t been pursued by Claire or perhaps an angry Lure or other Pokémon, she’d look down at Claire and ask with a little stutter.
‘J-just for reference, you don’t actually see anything unusual in the mirror below me if you look, right?’ She asked, referring to the mirror on the podium below her, her confidence sounding a bit shaken. It stood there on display, with varying colors adorning the frame on left, right, top and bottom, it looked really important. Though, if Claire actually did look into it, nothing but herself would be looking back.
Also, she’s been on Route 11 for a little long with no rain. A light rain is starting to fall upon the Abandoned Shrine, clouds overhead growing darker.
__________________________
@Joshua Tamashii
She got a couple of glances as she got into the line, as she was clearly the youngest and shortest in it, but as fellow Pokémon Trainers they respected that anyone could be strong and nothing more was said about it.
The inside of the building was bigger than one could have thought. But, it felt a bit more like entering into an art-gallery than anything else. The place was clean, all the walls excruciatingly white and with a nice carpet leading inwards, there were fine paintings lining the walls and there were small tables with vases of varying sizes, colors and widths all over. It all looked exceedingly expensive. Yet, in the middle, there was this vast area with clearly marked rectangular borders by the beige carpet, which was marred with signs of numerous heavy impacts and elements affecting it quite recently.
There was a silence as she entered, a serenity in the air. Like she had entered a world of calm, a place where you had to keep your back straight or somebody would lecture you. And it looked as if the person who would be giving said lecture was sitting right across the battle-carpet, though he was busy molding clay on a slightly spinning disk, creating a vase of sorts, and the sound of that spinning was the only sound which could be heard inside the room…
This man sat with utmost grace, yet the atmosphere around him felt charged to anyone who wasn’t him. He looked like the epitomé of calm, yet a pressure acted upon people in his presence. His experience shone despite him actually doing something, and the older man looked 100% in control of everything happening in the room. There was little doubt about it. This man was Dorian, “Master of Normal”.
’SNORE…’ … So, the absolute silence wasn’t entirely accurate. There was an unmistakable elephant in the room, or at least something very similar in size. To Dorian’s right, a huge Pokémon was taking up way too much space and snoring oh, so, peacefully, that gigantic belly rising and falling while the face was one of utmost content.
Pokédex Entry #143 – Snorlax, the Sleeping Pokémon. A very lazy Pokémon that typically only eats or sleeps. It is not satisfied unless it has eaten 900 pounds of food in a day, and after having consumed that it becomes lethargic and sleeps. Its stomach acids can dissolve any poison, so it doesn’t have to worry about what it eats.
'So.' The man spoke, his voice echoing through the room, his voice carrying some unseen power to it. 'I am Dorian, Gym Leader of Pureplain City.' He said, lifting his vase-in-the-making and speaking out to Amelia, though not looking at her.
'I believe in seeking towards perfection. I have long sought to perfect the art of vase-making. All the vases and paintings in this room are works of mine or my disciples. It’s my hobby, and I am content to say I believe I’ve become rather proficient over the years.' He said, placing down his vase and starting to slowly stand up.
'However, as soothing as I find the calmer arts, my true passion was always that of Pokémon Battling. That too, can be refined towards perfection. Take this Snorlax.' He gestured to the big Pokémon beside him. 'I molded him myself. He’s a better martial artist than many of the hundreds of Fighting-Pokémon that will ever challenge him. He has high resistance towards special attacks as well, and he has means to deal with all forms of dangers he’s presented with. I dare say he’s my finest work, and I’ve been in this business for a long, long time. Of course, this was only achievable using the weakness-less type of Normal.' Dorian nodded with content.
'What do you believe in, Pokémon Trainer?' He asked, turning to look at Amelia. It didn’t seem he had at all changed his tone just because his apparent opponent was a tiny young girl. 'Do you believe in striving for perfection? Do you believe in becoming the very best? Do you believe…' He snapped his fingers, the snap echoing decisively through the room, and the Snorlax almost immediately stirred. It quickly became apparent why they needed the Gym to be so big on the inside, as the Pokémon slowly rose it became apparent that the Pokémon was going to tower over everything else. The huge Pokémon got onto its feet, swinging its arms a little back and forth, looking forward at Amelia as well.
'… That you can overcome me?' He asked, looking towards Amelia, awaiting her next move, the atmosphere being somehow serene and charged at the same time as the Gym Leader presented his challenge.
____
Meanwhile, on the outside…
’I’m late, I’m so very late!’ A man in glasses came running, stopping right by the entrance of the Pokémon Gym, gasping out as he knelt a bit and breathed heavily, before quickly swinging up and smirking at the line of trainers.
’So then! Time for me to do my job and inform trainers what this Gym is all about!’ He smirked happily, ready to get to work.
’Wait…’ His eyes suddenly focused, and he looked over the line. ’My “New Trainer” sense is tingling! Time for me to be of use! I need to tell them all about-’ Then he blinked in realization. ’- oh-’ Then he looked into the gym, expression going from excitement to horror.
’- Oh. Oh, no.’
He was a little late.
__________________________
@Pikmin Eye@Eklispe@Pyromaniacwolf
Goldeen jumped out, surrounded by the sphere of water generated by the Pokéball to let her swim like normal but on the ground and managed to get in the way of Poliwag’s Water Gun, dealing miniscule damage. Likewise, Nincada blocked Shieldon’s tackle, although that hurt considerably more being hit by the steel-face helmet in Shieldon’s mid-tackle. Though, with Shieldon having charged ahead it was a bit of a distance to the Poliwag that was taking cover behind, meaning Nincada had to go around Shieldon to get in to Leech Life it, which was a bit of a distance but could still do it if no other orders were issued.
Though, with both Dawkin and Lucian announcing to stop…
Karl glared at them a bit, before telling. ‘Shieldon, Poliwag, halt!’ Karl shouted out, making his Pokémon stop.
‘Klink, wait as well…’ Anabelle breathed out in relief, glad that they were stopping a bit. The Pokémon stopped, Shieldon glaring at them while Poliwag stood back a bit confused. Klink floated in the air above Karl and the Ducklett still in his grip, while Snover was still hiding behind Anabelle.
Up to Martin of course what he decided on doing.
To Martin’s question and Lucian’s statement…
‘Well, we did attack them, but…’ Anabelle stated, but she was cut from continuing by Karl, who looked pretty angry.
‘They’re Team Amethyst, they were planning something evil! They were in the middle of pursuing… YOU, weren’t they!?’ Karl called, glaring at Dawkin.
__________________________
@Pirouette
Ewan raised his eyebrows a little at Erika’s apology. ‘You didn’t. Don’t worry. He just didn’t teach us very much, just set us off on a mission. We’re all okay.’ He picked up on her tone and input a tone that he attempted to make comforting, looking to her as he did.
Then there was the part where Erika replied to Joshua and called him a knight. Joshua blinked at her in surprise and fumbled back a step, bringing up his hands as if in self-defense against nothing as she addressed him. He looked really stunned. Then he turned and looked at Ewan.
‘Am I contagious?’ He asked his friend and then looked at Erika again without actually expecting an answer. ‘Did you change your speaking-patterns to account for me? Because you really don’t have to. You’re cute enough exactly as you are. I didn’t, um.’ He scratched a bit of the back of his hair, smirking at Erika. ‘Didn’t actually intend on appearing as a knight, haha. Just, well… escort? Escort.’ He says, actually seeming to have felt a bit awkward addressed like that by Erika.
Ewan used his potions and healed up Erika’s Pokémon. ‘It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.’ He simply said about paying back, before they were ready to move again.
‘Alright, into the Wet Caverns!’ Joshua pointed forward, moving forth to take point, into the cave. So, Ewan also got up to follow, and assuming Erika did, too…
… The cave has a damp smell to it, due to the water further in. It’s a rocky corridor, with rocks and creatures, but up ahead the road splits into three. To the left, there’s a tunnel into a rocky tunnel which is dry but still lit somehow, if he wished to avoid getting wet. To the right was a wet, partly drowned tunnel which a person would have to wade to get through. Straight ahead starts a fairly sharply inclining tunnel descending downwards, into darkness.
But wait, hold on? DID SOMEONE JUST ENTER WET CAVERNS!? Well, you know what that means! Small flapping noises filled the cave as the Zubats came descending rapidly towards them.
Pokédex Entry #41 – Zubat, the Bat Pokémon. It lives in colonies in dark places. It has no eyes, but when flying it is constantly emitting ultrasonic sounds which it uses to navigate through echolocation. As sunlight burns it, it’s usually only found in caves or at night.
‘Heh, no chance.’ Joshua stated, bringing out a Pokéball and letting his out. A small yellow Pokémon jumped straight out of the Pokéball and right out into the air to meet the Zubats. ‘Thundershock!’
Pokédex Entry #25 – Pikachu, the Mouse Pokémon. It stores electricity in sacks inside its cheeks, which it unleashes if threatened. They live in forests, and use their electricity to roast berries. It monitors its surroundings by raising it tail and sensing electricity. If multiple Pikachu gather up, their power increases.
So, Joshua was quite content to clear the area of Zubats for Erika. So that’s what he’d be doing.
‘Did you want to follow the map, or explore it with your own eyes?’ Ewan asked, just basically because Joshua seemed intent on making sure this was all on Erika’s terms and by now Ewan was just rolling with it.
Connected areas:
Route 2. Right behind you.
Lakewatch Town. You don’t know the way, yet!
