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Post by WILL on Jan 12, 2010 7:59:53 GMT -5
004 Will looked like he had expected the Tyranitar to get back up after Tous Psychic. Even with the resistance Dark types normally hold against Psychic typed removed, didn't it mean it would be effective. But at least he could damage now.
"Guys! If I can use Fairy to put it to sleep, I can use Milly to use Wake-Up Slap!"
Will wasn't sure what he should think of the plan, it could probably get the Pokemon down; but the only lack he could see was that they might not even be able to dull the Pokemon to sleep. It didn't even seem to concentrate too much on this battle, as if it had its head filled with something else. Sing would affect the others too, true that Tou had Early Bird... But how much could that help. He signed, he wouldn't normally ask his Pokemon to this much but... ,,Tou! Calm Mind, Future Sight, Wish.'' He weren't sure if Future Sight or Wish would be any use. They never knew when they attacked, and there was a chance that hey might did when everything was over. Tou looked down, collected her mind for a Calm Mind, to look back up with her wings up, nothing happened. Future Sight was sent in play. She placed the tip of her wings together, as in a kind of prayer, Wish. Those preperations probably wouldn't be needed, but right now he kind of wanting them there anyway. This would not be the last Tyranitar they fought today, for sure.
((Sorry for crappy post again my dear friends ... I am so busy at the moment, but at least its a reply so you can get to post something ^^;; Once again I'll let you decide what to happen *fail*))
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Post by Morty on Jan 13, 2010 3:45:01 GMT -5
Things were slowly looking more and more bleak. Surely an attack from the three of them would have taken down any Tyranitar... it wasn't like the champion had raised these things! He was concerned, of course- but now that he thought about it, he was far more worried about Whitney than himself. Morty was used to disgusting, gruesome sights- his nightmares gave him plenty of that, and he'd grown desensitized to it- but he doubted the teenager was going to adapt to corpses smashed under buildings, bloody Pokemon screeching out their last death cries as the Tyranitars butchered them.
"Don't worry about your Clefairy, Whitney. I can take care of the Hypnosis for you. Geist! Hypnotize that Tyranitar! Every time it wakes up, just knock it back out, got it?"
The purple-tinted ghost was his childhood companion- his best friend, really. He knew how worried the creature was for his own safety, but when the Gengar casually materialized beside the Miltank, eyes glowing a disturbing, bloody red as they pinpointed the Tyranitar, Morty could only hope the thing would come crashing down. If all else failed... he could at least create some nightmares in the thing.
He'd been thinking too much of orthodox strategies. The Ghost type wasn't orthodox. It wasn't a raw attacking type. Why had he overlooked that for the first time in the heat of a battle like this...? Ghosts weren't evil, he insisted, but oh, were they cruel. His opponents rarely fainted from sheer power, but rather, writhing from poison, muscles contorted from paralysis, minds warped with horrific images... Morty would apologize and pay for any medical bills, however.
It was time to toss aside the raw attacks, Morty noting that Will seemed to be doing well on his own for the time being- they had to stay close, but if the three of them slightly split to take care of each Tyranitar, they could minimize the damage, and try to salvage what little of Goldenrod was left. Geist would be occupied helping Milly execute their combination of Hypnosis and Wake-up Slap- a brilliant idea now that Morty thought about it, since, not only would the creature be wounded because it was sleeping, but the damage would most likely be quadrupled due to the Pokemon's weakness.
The last thing he was expecting, psychic or not... was the second Tyranitar that came barreling out of nowhere, roaring and screaming, tearing through corpses and living beings alike to charge at them. Morty had no time to think about the most disturbing attack that his ghosts knew- the one that they all knew, the one that he hated to make them use. His type was a morbid, twisted type... but that move? That move... it made even his skin crawl.
"Polyphemus! Curse!"
He watched the giant Dusknoir pull out a giant, sharp needle, barbed and twisted- and the cyclops glanced back at his trainer once before driving it right through his eye, the Pokemon letting out such a blood-curdling bellow of pain that it nearly shook the earth beneath them.
The Dusknoir was temporarily blinded now, but as he ripped out the needle, now dripping with a sickening ectoplasm, the ghost zoomed towards the Tyranitar and rammed it straight into the monster.
It would die. There was no question of if, but when. It might take a few minutes, Morty guessed- twenty if the thing was particularly persistent- but it would die... though, looking at Polyphemus now... he shook it off. Dusknoirs were notorious for being hard to kill- if he lost half of his vitality right now, it was a worthy sacrifice, because that other half would be hard as hell for a Pokemon to chip away.
"...Whitney. After this, once rebuilding is started... I'd be glad to let you use my Gym temporarily. There's a lot of room- if need be, I can stay here to help as well. I've got plenty of assistants who would happily take over my duties for a few days, or even a few weeks."
Perhaps if he took her mind off of the chaos, it would help in the long run. Morty was a very empathetic man- he knew he wouldn't want to be hearing about death and chaos if it was his town being burned to the ground and annihilated. He put no 'if's in his sentence... because he was certain now- he would do everything in his power to make sure they didn't die here.
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Post by ☆Whitney♫ on Jan 13, 2010 19:03:17 GMT -5
♪ ♫ ♪ [/color][/center] The streets were becoming eerily quiet as people either fled or were felled by Team Rocket's Pokemon. The smash of buildings could be heard, caused by the dozens of Tyranitars throughout the metropolis, but the screams were becoming static to Whitney's ears. Dust continued to choke the air and burn at her eyes. Her hair, once pink and perky was now disheveled and powered gray. The once exuberant leader of the Goldenrod Gym was no more, just as her beloved city would never be the same.
Tears pricked at her eyes, and she quickly wiped them away. There was so much work ahead of her and she had to be strong. Had to protect and stop the madness. And when everything was over, she would have to rebuild. Thank god she had Morty here to give her strength.
Milly and Geist made a great team, despite never having fought together before. Hypnosis posed no risk of knocking out teammates and was a smidge more accurate than Fairy's Sing. And sometimes that smidge would make all the difference. Milly wasted no time after the move took its toll on the first beast and quickly ran up to it on all fours. If the monster awoke now, the Miltank's solid defense would be off little use.
"Wake-Up Slap, Milly!"[/color] She launched herself into the air to be at eye-level before bringing her right forehoof back and slamming it into the Tyranitar's face. The creature awoke and screamed as it was knocked to the ground. Milly quickly made her retreat but the Tyranitar struggled to right itself. The move had worked better than expected and had done significant damage. Just a few more attacks... When a second Tyranitar arrived, probably drawn by its comrade's roars, Morty's terrifying Dusknoir used an even more terrifying attack. She felt a pang of fear for his health, which would also decrease as the battle went on. She slung her shopping bag off her shoulder and rummaged inside for a small plastic bottle of milk. Shopping was a tiring experience, after all, and a girl needed refreshments. "Here, Morty,"[/color] she said, handing it to him. "It won't stop the curse but it'll restore his health."[/color] She gave him the faintest smile, for once feeling like she was doing some good. [/size]
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Post by Morty on Jan 19, 2010 7:22:17 GMT -5
He should have known things were going far too smoothly for a disaster at this point. Certainly, the Tyranitars were terrifying, but Will seemed capable of standing on his own, and the two gym leaders just had to combine their Pokemon's strengths to devastate the first Tyranitar without even letting it attack- while Dusknoirs were notorious for their huge defense, essentially being an ectoplasmic brick wall. The Curse would take its toll, but not nearly as badly on the ghost as it did on the victim... once the Tyranitar died, Polyphemus would be fine.
Geist was rather amused at this game, it seemed, calmly allowing those eyes to glow a haunting red as he stared the berserk Tyranitar in the face, the ghost's gaze penetrating even those glazed, mad eyes... every time the creature attempted to rise to attack Milly, it simply crashed back down, and Morty's childhood companion seemed rather entertained by the whole spectacle.
He glanced over to see Polyphemus, desperately tangoing with the maddened Tyranitar- the thing grew more sluggish and sloppy with each move, and Polyphemus attempted to go blow-for-blow with the mighty tyrant, each Crunch or Bite receiving a Focus Punch in response if the Dusknoir could manage to dodge despite his massive size. He found himself smiling slightly as Whitney offered him the bottle, nodding in appreciation before whistling to the ghost.
"Thank you, Whitney- Polyphemus! Here!"
The ghost didn't come over, to Morty's surprise- the creature simply seemed to split in half, that strange pattern on its abdomen revealing itself to actually be the ghost's jaws, opening up to reveal a dark, visceral abyss inside- Morty would have been amused... the thing was challenging him to throw it, challenging him to to get a good shot.
"...He thinks I have bad aim, doesn't he?"
The bottle was thrown, the Dusknoir catching it in those gaping jaws before they snapped shut, the ghost's body now back to its normal appearance before Polyphemus charged one last time, letting out a bellow of renewed fury as he grabbed the Tyranitar and attempted to quite crudely smash the thing's brains out on the pavement- there was no time left for teasing the thing and slowly draining it of energy.
It took Morty too long- and that was the fatal mistake, he realized- to notice that the battle had slowly split them up, slowly isolated them from each other, if only slightly. There was a large empty space between the three of them... and Morty's gaze disobeyed him, constantly diverting to that blank space, to the mundane piece of pavement... he had a bad feeling about it. And if there was one thing Morty had learned over the years, it was to trust his instincts- especially when four of his ghosts were probably scattered across the city attempting to distract Team Rocket, while his most powerful two were heavily occupied.
Yet he turned his back on that spot- and by the time the dirt went flying into the air, the hissing screech that could be heard piercing through rock and dirt alike, the sharp squeal of something cutting through metal... he had superhuman senses, but he certainly had no superhuman reflexes.
The Drill Pokemon began its berserk charge the minute it emerged from its Dig, bellowing as it leaned over and blindly ran drill-first towards the first moving thing it saw. There was no warning or sign- the earth never even shuddered when the creature was underground, let alone shake or crack.
Well, this was wonderful. At least now he could empathize with somebody who was hit by a freight train... though at least the drill wasn't spinning. Morty realized he was cheerful even now, deciding to look at the bright side- because, hey, if this Rhydon felt like spinning his drill, he would have been instantly killed!
He immediately regretted being happy the thing didn't kill him- as if ramming that horn right into the gym leader's abdomen wasn't enough, the Rhydon kept going, stopping only when it collided- with its victim- right into a nearby wall.
...Well, this would be a fun story to tell Eusine.
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WILL
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Post by WILL on Jan 19, 2010 11:23:42 GMT -5
005Slowly being separated by the battle, weren't they? Well it was no problem for him really, Will was pretty sure he'd come out of this mess without too many scratches. Both the others might be another story, they were Gym Leaders, but it could be fatal if they didn't stick together. Morty seemed to have a pretty good grip of the Tyranitar, though ... Dusknoir isn't it? Had used Curse. That Tyranitar had to go down soon as possible. Curse surely was a pretty tricky move, but of course Mortys Pokemon knew how to use it right. He had seen it used in the wrong way once - it wasn't pretty. They had to get rid of at least one of the giants, both of them at the same time would be great. He grinned at himself for thinking that; he was probably being too optimistic.
He would never understand the Ghost type, he was sure of that. Mortys Gengar almost seemed amused in this mess, and they were capable of moves that hurt themselves just as much as the opponent. Sure Psychic could hurt their owns too, but in that way? Scary. He was pretty happy he couldn't see the whole scenery fully, like the other twos. The noises was more than enough.
He shot a searching gaze out in the surroundings, wondering how his other Pokemons were doing. He had told them not to die, and they better keep that. He'd rather they came back to him than just dying out there, then they wouldn't be any use. A delighted smile suddenly appeared on his face, his usually 'I'm pleased to see you' expression. King had appeared walking out from a building that was now a half ruin. She waved happily as she saw them. She had just been cleaning the house from every Team Rocket related living creature she could. And was now wandering to find a new place to help in.
Will was just about to get the Slowking over but, before he could even making any thought the earth almost exploded where Morty was standing. A Rhydon had appeared from the hole, from a Dig attack. Will shot a quick glaze a King, showing her that he wanted her over here; and that was now. When he turned again, the attacking grey Pokemon had smashed into a building. He still couldn't see Morty, and he guessed it was still pushing him. I'm going to kill him if he dies. The last thing they needed was a dead Gym Leader, because that'd only make people panic even more - because if strong trainers like Gym Leaders had problem and dided. Everyone could die.
He didn't even had to tell Tou what to do. As soon the Rhydon hit the building, Xatu listed its wings, and stopped the big Pokemon half through the wall. This Pokemon couldn't hide behind any type advantage. Tou slowly dragged the Pokemon out of the building with a Psychic. Carefully not to do more damage to the surroundings. When Rhydon was out, the bird lifted it up in the air and slammed in down in the ground. As if to tell, 'You! stay there.' Keeping it down with Psychic, the Rhydon was struggling to get a free leg or anything but Tou kept it down. Will gave the Xatu a serious look, with a small nod. A simply yes, knowing what the bird was thinking. Tou lowered its wing with a quick move, and sent a nearly visible Psychic wave towards its opponent. The Rhydon got a second free from the psychic grip, and struggled and almost go up-- before the Psychic hit, the big Pokemon roared and fell. Now it wouldn't get up again - never.
Knowing that Xatu would take good care of the Drill Pokemon, Will turned around to see King had taken a defensive pose, facing one of the Tyranitars. ,,King~! You come just as needed!'' Will welcomed his Pokemon, and the Slowking turned and gave him a grin in reply. ,,Water Pulse. Any of them will do.'' Referring to both of the green giants, they needed both dead. King chose the Tyranitar closest to her. Opening her mouth, water trickling out and formed a ring in front of her. It only took her a few seconds to form a solid ring of water that she shot towards one of the Tyranitars. The water hit, and the Pokemon was thrown back with a despairing roar. It landed hard on the ground, unable to move. But still alive, it's one leg working, trying to get up without much luck.
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Post by ☆Whitney♫ on Jan 23, 2010 21:03:27 GMT -5
♪ ♫ ♪ [/color][/center] Whitney gritted her teeth in rage. Damn those Rockets! How long had they been quietly plotting and scheming to make their revenge as swift and total as possible? A Rhyhorn came out of nowhere and nearly ended Morty right there! She rushed to the Leader's side, cradling his head in her lap. She was scared to move him too much in case he was seriously injured but she also wished to provide some small comfort in the chaos. Gently, she ran her hand through his hair and positioned his trademark bandana back in place. There, that was better.
"Morty? Morty, are you alright? Please answer me..."[/color] Her voice was soft and strained. If she were to lose him now, Whitney knew she would give up the fight, knew she would run and hide like the coward she was. Farther down the street, Milly continued to taunt and attack the Tyranitar with Geist helping her. The opponent stumbled and wobbled as his time was nearly finished. Its face was torn and bloody from the Miltank's sharp hooves and there were bruises all over its body. Broken bones and ruptured organs were also likely. Milly had never killed another creature before and to do so would go against her calm and gentle nature. But unlike her indecisive trainer, she knew what she must do. She backed up and began to run before spinning into another Rollout attack. The Tyranitar barely saw her coming when she cracked into its skull and blood and bone went flying. She refused to look at the damage she had caused and instead wiped her flanks clean from disgusting brain mush against the corner of a building. One down, one to go. ((Short post is short but I couldn't think of much else to add. x.x Sorry it took so long.))[/size]
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Post by Morty on Jan 27, 2010 4:06:51 GMT -5
The sounds were so much sharper, the pain much more focused... his surroundings suddenly transformed into a symphony of destruction, hearing everything from the disturbing crunch of a drill ramming through flesh to the sound of the weak building near him giving a great shudder as the Rhydon smashed into it. He expected to hear one more resounding snap before the Rhydon inevitably crushed him into pieces- yet it never arrived, replaced instead with the Drill Pokemon letting out an angry bellow of futility before it was forever silenced.
He blinked a few times in an attempt to restore his vision- it'd been little more than fuzzy blots for the last... ten seconds? Minute? ...An hour? His sense of time was dead now, apparently. Ironic, really- that the Ghost Gym Leader of them all would be the one to be horribly wounded- die?- in this catastrophe. Team Rocket wasn't just an irritating criminal organization now... not by a long shot. They were infamous even in Ecruteak before for mugging young trainers, stealing their Pokemon, occasionally attacking a few stronger individuals... but never did they commit genocide.
He was left with little more to do than contemplate the horror of what was going on and the fact that his entire abdomen ached horribly until he was finally rattled back into his senses. Somebody said his name...? Somebody was touching him...? Tiredly blinking a few times, Morty finally found himself smirking and barely managing to laugh when he realized exactly who it was and what he heard.
"Oh, this is nothing, Whitney. I'm feeling fine."
He was lying through his teeth at that moment and he knew it. A brief glance downwards offered nothing but splattered red, but he wasn't going to just terrify somebody like that. If he kept a positive outlook, he'd come out fine. He certainly hoped so, anyway.
Geist dispersed immediately after it was confirmed that the beast he'd been fighting with Milly was down- concern for his trainer rushing through the ghost's mind, the Gengar saw a perfect opportunity when Will's Slowking shot out a Water Pulse at the remaining Tyranitar, the creature roaring in irritation and agony as the pressurized water both created injuries and worsened others. Polyphemus rumbled in fury and agony as the Curse slowly grew more severe, the two ghosts viciously charging at the Tyranitar with two Thunderpunches, hoping to make the damage much more severe now that the Tyranitar was drenched in water. The simultaneous force sent the maddened creature right into a wall- and, finally, both of the armored reptiles appeared to be dead and gone.
The whole city's collapsing. The fire's going to keep burning, the bodies are going to get singed until there's nothing left- ...this building's going to fall.
Morty fumbled in his attempt to warn Whitney of the fact that the building looked more than ready to crash down below them, surprised when a familiar Pokemon rushed over and viciously forced his arms up, Polyphemus holding up the structure with all of the force and effort he could manage in his ethereal body. Geist appeared fixated on looking around for more hostile Pokemon, while Morty found himself thinking an almost foolish thing. The visions were suddenly assaulting him- more Pokemon lunging out of nowhere, roaring and charging with limitless craze and blood-thirst as they picked off every remaining survivor... Morty didn't even get attempt to get up, knowing very well he would fail miserably. However, the Gym Leader's mouth decided to work before his brain did.
"I-I can walk, I'm perfectly fine. Don't w-worry about me."
What he didn't expect to see were the bright red pools when he wheezed.
((ffffffff, SORRY THAT THIS ONE TOOK SO LONG, GUYS.))
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Post by ☈ LANCE on Jan 31, 2010 9:42:48 GMT -5
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995 | [atrb=width,300px]He knew Will had gone to Goldenrod because he apparently wanted to check something, because his Xatus had had weird visions or something like that. He wasn't sure what to think of it himself, not really believing that anything could happen to the biggest city in Johto. Team Rocket was something he had pushed so far back in his mind that he didn't believe they really was around any more - not to do such a thing at least. How naive of him to think. He hadn't thought about them in a long time, not until he heard the news about Goldenrod. The city was under attack apparently. They said that every radio in Johto had gone somewhat crazy, turned themselves on and given a messages about Team Rocket was back. He hadn't heard it himself, but he trusted the people who had told him enough; they wouldn't joke about such a thing. | [cs=2] Something was finally forming in the horizon, a big black cloud. No not a cloud; smoke. Almost standing straight up as no wild blew, that was where Goldenrod was supposed to be. Now replaced with something he didn't even dare to imagine. He wondered if he really wanted to go to the city, it wouldn't be a pretty sight. He was sure of that. Not after seeing that smoke filled sky. It was weird to look at, everything around the city lay untouched and still, with the sun shinning down at it ever so happily. And then there was Goldenrod as a big black scar in the earth. They really are serious this time aren't they... He thought while entering the area of Goldenrod, looking down at the burnt houses. A few trainers and Pokemon still struggling. Corpses lying around on the ground, both Pokemon and humans. His eyes scanning the area for a good place to land.
Albert landed carefully on the ground, as if it would be crushed under his weight. Carefully looking around, there were such a weird silence in the city now. The sound of flames, fight in the somewhere in the background. As if time had paused itself, just to make sure everyone there didn't miss anything. ,,I'm afraid we might be a bit too late... '' Lance said and jumped down from his Dragonite, looking around with the same expression as the Pokemon. Most members of Team Rocket would be long gone for now, and if there were anyone left would it probably just be their 'dogsbody'. Left only because nobody cares about them in such a big and cruel organization.
Not really wanting to break his head with that right now, he called out the rest of his team. There would be plenty of time to think and worry about Team Rocket now, it wouldn't surprise him if Goldenrod never would be the same. ,,I think you can guess what I want you guys to do just by looking around...'' he said eyeing the Pokemon he had taken with him. He wasn't sure if Euthalia was a good choice, but he didn't have time to exchange her with any of the others in the rush out. The Tyranitar seemed rather determined right now, but he weren't sure she'd keep that expression when she saw the dead people and Pokemon. Good thing Lin was here. He sent her a silent look, telling her to keep with Euthalia. Lin gave a small nod, as in understood. They needed everyone's help right now, even if Euthalia was a bit ... special. ,,Oh, and before you go. I think Will is here too, I wouldn't mind to know if you find him.'' With another nod to all of them he sent them off.
Euthalia automatically glued herself to Lin. Even if he hadn't noticed Lances look to Lin. The Tyranitar seemed to keep her facade, but Lin knew better; Euthalia was already a bit scared. But no wonder, there weren't anyone around here right now. Only them - and the sound of battle and fire in the background. Lin stopped and Euthalia too, almost per reflex. Standing still they both listened, there was the sound of intense battle not far away. Exchanging a quick look, they hurried to get there to see what was going on. A couple of people and Pokemon. Dead Pokemon lying around them, and one of the humans seemed pretty badly hurt.
Lin was just about to go forward to greet them and see if they could be any help there. But before she could even think, Euthalia gave a big roar. Well, people who don't know about Tyranitars and Euthalia would think it was a angry roar - as most Tyranitar sounds may sound anger filled to people who aren't used to hear them. But the roar Euthalia made now was rather happy, maybe relieved or surprised. She rushed forward making the ground a bit. Lin - a bit surprised by Euthalia - followed, a bit more slow. The Dragonair suddenly realised what had made the big green Pokemon react like that; wasn't it Will and ... two gym leaders? Lin had never really meet any of the Gym Leaders, only the people in the Elite Four, but she was pretty sure she had seen them on a picture, television something like that before.
Euthalia reached Will and before anyone really could do anything she embraced him in a -big- hug. Again she didn't really give them time to think before King had gotten a hug too. She was just about to give Tou one, when she stopped dead in her action. She had seen the two dead Tyranitars lying not far away. Lin came over once, as she sensed the big Pokemons fear. Her brain also trying to figure out the two Gym Leaders name, while gently touching Euthalia with the tip of her tail. Trying to calm down the big Pokemon. This was bad wasn't it. One of the two Gym Leaders, the male looked pretty badly. |
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Post by WILL on Jan 31, 2010 10:12:35 GMT -5
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457 | [atrb=width,300px]"I-I can walk, I'm perfectly fine. Don't w-worry about me."
Will didn't really believe Morty just said that. He looked pretty bad... no, not pretty; very bad. He eyed the ghost trainer with an expression less look, hard to tell what he was thinking. But a good guess would be how the hell to get Morty to someone that could help him with his wounds somehow. He simply couldn't walk in that condition. ,,Don't be foolish, you can't walk like that.'' Will was just about to walk over to them, they had to figure out how to get him away from there. Polyphemus couldn't hold the building forever. Though something stopped him and he quickly looked in the opposite direction of Morty and Whitney. Was that another Tyranitar roar? Just the last thing they needed. More big strong Pokemon to fight... Yet, there was something about the roar. It sounded strangely familiar, but he wasn't sure he had heard it before. Or? | [cs=2] Both him and King changed to a more defensive pose per reflex. If they had to battle another one it was better to be prepared. He was happy to have King with him at least, it would make things a lot more easy. A big green creature showed itself, running towards them. Making the whole ground shake a bit, it would reach them in a short time. But instead of sending King to attack, Will just dropped his guards a bit in a clear surprise. ,,Euth-?!'' before he could think of much more or finish talking; the big green thing wrapped it's rather short - but still long enough to give him a hug - arms around him. He lost all his air, and soon Euthalia had put him down again and left to give King a hug. He blinked in pure surprised, and turned to see her stop right before Tou. The Xatu looking rather happy that the big green Pokemon was distracted to give her a hug. ,,Oh dear...'' Will murmured as he knew what had stopped the Pokemon. He knew Euthalia good enough to know how she was. Seeing other of her own kind would probably scare the hell out of her. ,,Lance probably didn't know about the Tyranitars...'' he mumbled, mostly to himself. So Lance was here, though he was a bit late wasn't he. He probably had to rush when he got the message about Goldenrod, Lance would never bring Euthalia to such a place if he could avoid it. And he probably wouldn't have let Euthalia out if he knew about the Tyraniatars here. Will thought while looking at Lin who had approached too. Good thing the Dragonair was here, because then he didn't have to worry too much about Euthalia.
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Post by ☆Whitney♫ on Feb 6, 2010 11:55:11 GMT -5
♪ ♫ ♪ [/color][/center] Whitney's attention was on Morty and the bloody wound that was staining his clothing. They needed to flee; there was nothing else they could do. The Tyranitars were going to destroy Goldenrod and there would be massive casualties. But first and foremost in her mind was the need to get Morty to safety. After that, Whitney would be more than happy to join in a search party and help rebuild her city. She would not stand by and watch her friend die.
Her attention was so focused that she noticed the strangely tame Tyranitar only after it embraced Will in a giant bear-hug. Milly had chosen to stand close to her trainer and began to bristle at the newcomer before sensing that she was friend and not foe. A Dragonair followed and a brief flicker of confusion shone in Whitney's mind. Dragon-types were not exactly common, after all.
"Will. We need to get out of here and get Morty to safety. You wouldn't happen to have any Pokemon that could Fly, do you?
Flying would be the safest and quickest way to transport Morty to safety. Ecruteak wasn't too far away, after all. Heck, even the Ilex Forest would be preferable to this.
Whitney was once again struck with how useless her team was. Perhaps she would begin to train a Flying-type after this, after all, they were also part-Normal. She was sure Falkner could help her learn to Fly and recommend a species for her. Part of her had actually always wanted a Togetic or a Noctowl, come to think of it.
Meanwhile, Milly took it upon her self to lay down next to Morty. Her maternal instincts knew that if he got cold, it could be disastrous. She began to hum quietly, as if she hoped to soothe and calm both her Trainer and her friend. If worse came to worse and they couldn't leave by flight, the exhausted Miltank would be able to at least carry Morty to the relative safety outside the city.
((I was guessing Lance could appear and Dragonite them outta there, if y'all want. x3))
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