In which Char still wishes to beat everyone up [OPEN]
Who: Char, whoever else
What: A shadow pogle tries to punch everyone. Also: What? CHARMELEON is evolving!
Where: Campus, FDC, etc. ALL OVER.
When: May 14-18
Warnings: Pogle violence
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What: A shadow pogle tries to punch everyone. Also: What? CHARMELEON is evolving!
Where: Campus, FDC, etc. ALL OVER.
When: May 14-18
Warnings: Pogle violence
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That wasn't the case.
Hunger, thirst, fatigue -- unimportant. He was stronger now. He could feel it in every last cell of his body. He needed to keep on fighting. He had to. There was an almost drunken sort of recklessness to his movements now; he was still clumsy in this new body, but he was positively revelling in its strength. Char stuck to the outdoors today. The football stadium, the campus grounds, the nearby forest... this body screamed for wide-open spaces.
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Rather than making more futile attempts at landing bites while Max punched him repeatedly, Char now resolved that the best course of action would be to put some space between the two of them.
So he returned to his reliable standby: setting things on fire. Char opened his mouth, letting out a point-blank Flamethrower.
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He was going to die in a fire.
"A WATER TYPE," the saberdex almost screamed, "OR ELECTRIC OR ROCK NOBODY EVER REMEMBERS THAT BUT CHARIZARDS ARE WICKED WEAK AGAINST ROCK TYPES."
The pink thing didn't think it was nice that the orange lizardy guy who sort of reminded him of his friend, only a lot bigger, kept trying to set his blue friend on fire. Slowpoke's (for this is who it was, dear reader) eyes glowed blue, and he stared directly at the charizard.
A trainer may have called this "using Disable."
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Gosh, maybe he was out of PP.
Utterly perplexed though he was, Char wasted no time in trying to figure out exactly what had caused his fire to stop. He was only interested in fighting, and if a move could no longer hurt anyone, it was of no use to him. At the very least, Max almost dying in a fire allowed Char to gain a little ground. If he couldn't breathe any fire, he'd just use the fire he already had: the one on the end of his tail. Char jabbed his blazing tailtip into Max's side -- that was as close as he could get, or he'd have aimed for someplace more vital -- and dug in his feet, pushing against Max in an attempt to break free.
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He decided the best thing to do in this situation was to punch the charizard in the face again. Twice.
You're making him angry. You don't want to see him when he's angry.
"Voltorb and Electrode are sometimes known as the 'Ball Pokemon'," added the sabredex.
Slowpoke was still sad that his friend was getting burnt. That wasn't very nice. He lazily sent over an orb of water from out of his mouth (somehow) in the direction of the charizard's tail, trying to keep his friend from getting hurt more.
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TSUN TSUN~
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At the very least, he wouldn't be caught off guard. Not if he was paying attention. There were plenty of signs. An usually bright light up in the sky. An irregular, off-beat sort of flapping noise. The crackle and rustle of branches snapping, of foliage being torn away.
Something very large erupting from the treetops and plummeting towards him at an alarming rate. Almost a free-fall, to be exact.
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The crackle of foliage turned into a loud snap of something shooting up straight from the trees, and it was then that Kamek decided it might be wise to keep a look out.
What was that?
A strange light from above caught his attention. An "orange blur" was the best he could make of it before realizing it was about to kamikaze right into him, and teleported at the last second.
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He'd seen something here. He was sure of it. He had not crushed it. It had to be somewhere. Where had it gone? Where was his prey? He let out a low growl and glanced around wildly, the blunt side of his tail slamming against a tree.
He couldn't see it on the ground. It had to be somewhere. Again, he struck the tree. Deliberately, this time around. He wheeled around and headbutted it. Slammed his whole body against it. It was little more than mindless thrashing -- lashing out against something simply because every last nerve screamed to lash out. He would not be denied a fight, no matter what.
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Seriously, what was that? It looked like a dragon-lizard. With a flame on its tail. The only other lizard he knew with a flame on its tail was General Guy's roommate. But this clearly wasn't that little runt of a Pokemon. It must have been wild.
And with the way that thing was swerving that tail around, he knew the forest wouldn't be a safe place much longer. Somewhere in the distance, Lighter and Flint were dreading the next few hours. Forget about shooting animals in the face, Kamek was not going to stick around for that mess.
Conjuring his broom, the turtle hopped on and slowly made his way out of the brush, careful not to make any sound as to avoid attracting the Charizard. Just when it seemed he was going to make it out of there unseen...
Crack!, a branch rustled as he accidentally bumped into it. So much for keeping quiet.
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Kamek had the advantage here. Char was still unfamiliar with his new body, unaccustomed to navigating in a form that was twice as big as he'd been as a Charmeleon. As long as he was in cramped quarters, he was going to have difficulty navigating.
That didn't mean that getting away was necessarily going to be easy, though. He may have been big, but Char was fast. And he could attack from a distance. Still thundering toward Kamek, Char opened his mouth, spitting out a Flamethrower.
Not a wise move when he was surrounded by wood, but Char was in no state to think about that. The only thing in his mind was making this floating thing burn. If anything else happened to burn in the process, that was utterly insignificant to him.
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Kamek's worked with temperamental fire-breathing lizards before. Over nine of them, in fact. He knew from experience that regular magical blasts weren't going to save his skin in this situation. The wizard was forced to fall back on his next best ability. Raising his scepter, he fired his own stream of flames, countering Charizard's own.
Then the inevitable happened. Leaves, grass, and trees caught in the blast began to light up, flames slowly spreading and eating away at the foliage. But Kamek didn't care for that. As soon as he got the chance, he scrambled out of the trees and took to the air.
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There was a graceless sort of unsteadiness to his flight; every now and then his toes and the dangerous flame on the end of his tail would skim the treetops, furthering the spread of their carelessly-triggered blaze. Ungainly as he was, though, every inch of Char was focused on pursuing his prey. He let out another jet of flame, aiming at the tail of Kamek's broom.
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