Zanavy

You are the Mon

Jeri

Jeri huffed as a couple of her comrades each dispatched their own foe. Just one Murkrow surviving the first hit could wake up the rest of the flock, and then they'd be screwed. Although... their strategy did seem to be working well, with two already dead and one flying away without so much as a thought of alerting its group.

The Dunsparce began to inch toward another snoozing bird, then grunted as the action pulled her gash open a little wider. She gave the Murkrow a determined glare... and then slithered away, toward the main group of her allies. She could, she would totally take care of one of the Murkrow. But this wasn't a game, and she had to take care of herself first.

"Trevor," Jeri said. She attempted to use a hushed voice, though her pain and still simmering anger made her tone a little louder than she intended. "Ya got any of those healing berries? I could use one... or ten. Fluff bird, ya need any, too?"

Adventure Log

Moves: Rage, Defense Curl

Health: moderately damaged

Status: normal

Ability: Serene Grace

Inventory: none

Quest: Learn how to battle well

You are the Mon

Jeri

"And stay down!" Jeri panted as her foe fell still. For a few seconds, she felt gleeful, fueled by the pride of knocking out an enemy even in this weird new form. Then, the adrenaline subsided, and the pain and soreness began to rise to the surface.

"Augh... craaaap…"

Jeri backed off a few feet to assess her wounds. She was fortunate to get away with just one significant gash, though she sported a few more cuts and bruises. The Dunsparce felt a little dizzy at the thought of not even being able to look at her side and see how much she was bleeding. But she shook it off; there was more work to do.

Jeri gave Ravi a quizzical stare as he spoke. It was... strange, off-putting to hear this "positive attitude!" guy talk coldly about literally killing these things. The other Pokémon in this world... did they think similarly to humans? Maybe they once were humans, like Jeri? Were these, like, evil people? Or perhaps other Pokémon are more like animals or monsters? Jeri figured she'd leave those judgements to those more knowledgeable about Pokémon.

"If we're gonna try to kill these things or somethin', I think we should all surround and hit one at a time. A coop-de-grace. Even if the others wake up before we get there, if they got any smarts, they'll turn tail when they see what we did to their friends."

As she spoke, Jeri maintained her position further away from the sleeping Murkrow. She didn't exactly want to be on the front line for a while.

Adventure Log

Moves: Rage, Defense Curl

Health: moderately damaged

Status: normal

Ability: Serene Grace

Inventory: none

Quest: Learn how to battle well

You are the Mon

Jeri

The growing adrenaline and anger numbed Jeri to some of the pain, and she kept thrashing through minor cuts and wing-slaps like they were nothing. However, her target managed to land one solid gash on her side, too sharp of a pain to ignore.

"GAH!--ohhh, birdbrain, YER REALLY IN FOR IT NOW!"

With a raging growl, Jeri faced the Murkow head-on and lunged to jab it with her chin spikes.

Adventure Log

Moves: Rage, Defense Curl

Health: somewhat hurt

Status: normal

Ability: Serene Grace

Inventory: none

Quest: Figure out how to battle well

You are the Mon

Jeri

Jeri's heart raced as everyone began to call for battle against the black birds. Whether it was from anxiety or excitement, she did not know, but either way she did her best to maintain a focused expression. After all, these were just a few stupid birds. They couldn't be that tough, right?

The Dunsparce noticed some of her allies going for stealth and followed suit, flattening her pancake body as low to the ground as possible while she slithered toward the enemies. She nodded in acknowledgement as Ravi said something about holding the birds down with his snake form. It seemed like a decent strategy to Jeri, and she silently prepared to pounce on the other one, hoping she'd be able to do the same at least for a few seconds.

...That is, until the ghost wailed a screech that might've traveled all the way to Earth and woken up their families there.

"GUH-- jeez-- huAAAAUUUUGHHH!!"

The time for hesitation had passed, and with a battle cry the rattled Dunsparce rushed headlong toward one of the black birds that was attacking the white bird. All pretense of holding it down flew out the window as Jeri thrashed at the crow in a blind rage. She lashed out with her tail, trying to bludgeon the creature's wings. Or skull. Wherever it happened to land.

"Listen 'ere, ya varmint! This is NOT the day to be screwin' with me! We're gonna beat ya so hard, your ANCESTORS WON'T BE ABLE TO WALK STRAIGHT FOR WEEKS!"

Adventure Log

Moves: Rage, Defense Curl

Health: Full health

Status: normal

Ability: Serene Grace

Inventory: none

Quest: Figure out how to battle well

You are the Mon

I'll try to make a post Saturday morning. Maaaybe Friday. If it doesn't happen by Sunday evening, you have my full permission to go on without me. Thanks for waiting - part-time job keeps giving me full-time hours. >_<

You are the Mon

Jeri

Jeri felt a little bit of a chill as the ghost latched onto her, like a single shiver running up her... spine? She probably had a spine... The Dunsparce watched a few of her teammates approach the giant, certainly cold puddle and sighed. Camping is fun when you expect it, but it sucks to be suddenly dropped into a dangerous wilderness. Jeri took in a breath to brace herself before testing out the water.

But before she could do that, Ravi yelled out. Jeri looked up to see Celina rushing toward a swarm of black birds. Zombiemon, maybe?

"Don't be stupid!" Jeri called out, though Celina was probably too high up to even hear her sage advice. Dangit! They hadn't even been awake for ONE hour, and now there might be even more random things trying to kill them? The Dunsparce's drill tail twitched as an indignant rage began to build up inside her.

Jeri looked around her and then back up to the cave.

"The rest of us'll hafta not be morons and stick close together," Jeri huffed. "Try to find cover so you can see them but they can't see you. If they come too close, run back to the cave. Bein' alive is more important than bein' frickin heroes."

Adventure Log

Moves: Rage, Defense Curl

Health: Full health

Status: normal

Ability: Serene Grace

Inventory: none

Quest: Get back in my human body!!

You are the Mon

Jeri

Jeri snorted as she finally awoke to a loud sound. She was... trapped in a hole. She couldn't feel her arms and legs, and-- after the first few seconds, the memory of Jeri's predicament came flooding back. The Dunsparce muttered a curse under her breath as she mentally prepared for the stupidest day of her life.

Jeri crawled out of her sleeping hole and stretched out her sore tail. If there was anything good about this body, it seemed to be much more flexible than her admittedly stocky human body. While it was a strength, she'd have to quickly get used to a whole new combat style with these different abilities.

Speaking of different abilities... Jeri inched toward the rest of the group just as the bird flew off. The Dunsparce joined them in observing their surroundings as they prepared to leave the cave, now that the weather was better.

"We're gonna hafta learn to fight together if there's gonna be more ghost Pokémon on the way," Jeri remarked. "Whoever can fly should stay in the air. Lots of us have sharp claws or tails, so that's good. Maybe we should have partners to fight and strategize, keep track of each other - might give us a bit of an edge." Jeri's eyes briefly fell on Nathan and then looked away. How the heck was an acorn supposed to fight? Then she looked at Trevor.

"Charmander can breathe fire, right? Might be best to fight from a distance if they're zombies. Can anyone else do that?"

Adventure Log

Moves: Rage, Defense Curl

Health: Full health

Status: normal

Ability: Serene Grace

Inventory: none

Quest: Learn how to defend herself and the group

Pokemon Spiral

Ty Westgrove

Mesalon Pokecenter

@LuckyBlackCat

Ty groaned as a repetitive high-pitched sound broke through his peaceful slumber. Half-awake, he robotically moved his hand to hit the snooze button, only to start when the alarm clock felt a lot softer than he expected. His brown eyes flew open to find his hand resting on the forehead of an equally baffled Igglybuff.

"Sorry, bro," Ty mumbled. "Old habit." The trainer then proceeded to pull his blanket up a little higher and try to go back to sleep. But within a few minutes, Medic managed to convince her groggy trainer to get up earlier on this momentous day, as he had told her to do.

Ty rushed through the shower, quickly clothed himself, and spent a good twenty minutes styling his hair. Hunk the Timburr joined his trainer by the mirror, making sure his log had just the right amount and size of splinters to look a little more menacing than usual. As usual, Reaper crossed his bladed arms in impatience, occasionally hissing a complaint to the Igglybuff next to him.

By the time the group reached the cafeteria, a few other trainers were hanging out there. Ty recognized most of them from the evening before. He frowned slightly, wondering if they were still okay with him after he asked about their wild story and then failed to come up with a good, friendly response to all the drama they had gone through. But, the only certain way to fail is to never try.

The leather-clad trainer chose a table next to Sophia's, hoping to strike up a conversation but willing to eat alone if she didn't want to. He took a sip from his large cup of coffee and passed some bowls of food around to his Pokémon.

"Mornin'," Ty casually addressed Sophia. "You still want to do that contest in Vareena? I've seen some contests, but I've never participated myself."

You are the Mon

Are we still limited to knowing four moves at a time?

You are the Mon

I'm ok with a time skip. Jeri would spend some time trying to build a barrier. But her form is young and she's never had a tail before, so she could only do so much before she'd get tired.