In Her Image: a Pokémon RP

[JdaS]

Remy was at his table trying to enjoy his beer over the commotion at the lobby, when the oddly dressed gentleman joined him with a cup of tea.

"Take like everyone else here, you here for the tournament?"

"Yup. Not much of a big shot myself when it comes to fighting, to be honest. Ironic seeing as my Pokémon would probably be quite amazing at it otherwise..."

Remy stopped and took a swig of his beer, while taking a glance at the PokéBalls safely nestled in his pockets.

"But 15.000P ain't nothing to scoff at so I thought what the hell. Might as well give it a shot, right? So uh... I never did catch your name, Mr...?"

While Remy had already introduced himself prior to coming to the inn, he had not yet gotten an introduction from the gentleman in front of him.

 

[Evrant-Knight]

Caleb was quietly sipping his tea as the man spoke, he then set the cup down on the table.

"But 15.000P ain't nothing to scoff at so I thought what the hell. Might as well give it a shot, right? So uh... I never did catch your name, Mr...?"

"True, the prize money is certainly something to think about. I came here to meet new people and Pokemon, as like some great trainers a decade ago, I have not seen them all. As for my name, its is Caleb Grey, from Lilycove City." Caleb responded with in a calm manner, and then took another sip of tea.

 

[toobie]

A brochure! Why didn't I think of that? Ryan was glad he finally had some sense of direction. It had been a drag not knowing where to go or where you are. The map showed the entirety of the city. It had various locations, including the stadium they would fight in. The city looked wonderfull from the map on the brochure, nothing like it was in reality.

"So, w-what is that pokemon? I've never seen that one before, but my Haunter had such an... odd reaction to it. Is it from Johto?" "I dunno where he's from. He was born out of one of our herding Mightyena's, and he's been with me ever since." Mightyena glared at the pokéball hearing the name Haunter. "So... eh... ehm... Your Haunter... Is he like... eh... Evil?" It was Ryan's first time seeing a ghost pokémon, and he really didn't like 'em. Of course he had heard of them, but to see them from up close...

According to the map they were nearing the inn Rupert had picked out. Ryan now realised he didn't have enough money for the inn. All his funds were for food for him and Mightyena, and even for that they had barely enough. Ah well, I'll figure something out... Maybe I'll get a job or something.

 

[CJ1145]

"see what I mean."

"Uh..." Daria paused to stare at the tiny little ice creature, and shared a glance with Jet. The Hitmonlee's stoicism was unable to mask the hint of confusion in its eyes. The trainer grabbed her Pokemon and pulled him in, whispering "Ya think ya can... go easy on that? Would a kick hurt too much?"

Jet shrugged his shoulders. "Lee, lee-mon."

"Er... all right." Daria said with a tinge of worry. A beat of sweat was visible on her brow as she looked back at Lee. She gave a reassuring thumbs-up and a grin that would have been so large it was immediately spotted as a fake, if it were anyone but her. "Uh, yeah, I guess we can do that! Take your spot on the field!"

As Daria and Jet moved to the nearest battle field to take their positions, she mused, "Hey, wait. We're gonna need a ref..."

Her eyes, currently lacking their shades to avoid damage while training, looked over at the man with the pipe, lounging in the corner. "Hey, Smoker!" she yelled at him. "Feel like reffing?"

 

[Redryhno]

"Feel like reffing?"

Darius looked at the woman asking him to be a ref and replied,"Sure, Wynaut?" after taking the pipe out of his mouth and making sure his pokemon were training. Whismur had let herself out of her shell and Daffy was now helping her climb a wall, while Knuckles was teaching Numel to dodge his attacks, though it wasn't going very well for the small pokemon. He could take the hits though, sturdy legs never wavered once.

Darius stood and walked over, taking a look over the Hitmonlee and the Snover. The fighting-type looked a bit thinner than most of the ones he'd seen, but to each trainer their own, and the tree-like thing he wasn't sure what it was, but it did seem to be pulling berries out of its head, which was beyond weird.

 

[Anayna]

"I dunno where he's from. He was born out of one of our herding Mightyena's, and he's been with me ever since."

A Mightyena, huh? Rupert had never heard of these, but it was certainly impressive. It was also quite intimidating in a way unfamiliar to him. The Ghost pokemon of Lavender Town were creepy and frightening, but few of them managed to demand respect by their very presence like this Mightyena. Rupert found it fascinating, even though the glare it was sending the deep pocket that housed Haunter's pokeball made him nervous. What was the reason behind the two 'mons animosity? Rupert was snapped from his speculations as Ryan asked:

"So... eh... ehm... Your Haunter... Is he like... eh... Evil?"

"What?! Oh, no! No, no, no, no, no. He's not evil," Rupert started with some instinctive arm flailing as it to emphasise his point.
"A-and Ghost types in general really aren't evil. Well, I suppose some of them might be... but still. Most of the Ghost-types I have met were mischievous and enjoy other's fear, but weren't downright evil. A-admittedly there was that time a Haunter spooked Mr Parkinson to death... b-but he was really old. And they do say that the touch of a Ghost-type can drain your life away... and I once heard about a child that chocked whilst standing inside a Gastly's cloud..."

By the look on Ryan's face Rupert could see that his point wasn't exactly getting through. In fact Rupert had kind of lost sight of said point halfway through his defence of the Ghost-type. His arms fell limply to his sides. Maybe he was trying to convince himself too. All he knew was that his own Haunter was not evil.

"O-oh! The Sleeping Sunkern. There it is. We found it."
Hurrah for timely distractions.

Ryan and Rupert stepped inside the rather charming building only to be surprised by the noise that seemed to emanate from some sort of basement floor. It sounded like a small scale war. Feeling that it would be too awkward to simply walk out again, Rupert gulped and walked up to the reception desk dominated by a very short woman and a Meowth.

"Um, excuse me," he asked timidly. "W-would you happen to have a room available?"

 

[nuba km]

Lee walked off to his side of the fighting area as snover took daria's hand and put the berries in it, snover then walked over to darius and did the same before heading over to Lee. 'Hope you don't mind me making the first move, snover use mist' Lee commanded, snover looked at Lee confused why it would have to use an attack, it then turned to face jet which he waved to cheerfully.

 

[CJ1145]

"Uh..."

Daria watched the the waving iceball with an expression of extreme worry. "Is he gonna do anything??"

Jet looked at his trainer, confused and begging for an idea of what to do. Daria sighed, trying to think of how to use his turn. "Um... Focus Energy, I guess?"

The Hitmonlee complied, tensing himself up for his next strike.

 

[JdaS]

Spoiler: OOC

CJ1145 & nuba km. Keep in mind now that any attacks that either do damage or affect the other Pokémon's stats are for me to decide. Make your moves and wait for my post. Here we go.

 

[nuba km]

"Is he gonna do anything??"

'It just takes him a while to realise it is a fight' Lee explained, while snover was trying to copy the movments of jet 'snover, why don't you sing a little song?' snover liked this idea and pulled a leave from his fur and started playing a calming tune with it (grass whistle)

 

[JdaS]

Battle Post

The battle between Lee's Snover

Spoiler: Snover

and Daria's Hitmonlee

Spoiler: Jet

had started rather slowly with Snover just waving instead of doing Mist and Jet responding with a Focus Energy.

Thanks to some clever manipulation by Lee however, Snover had now used GrassWhistle. Slowly but surely Jet's eyes started feeling heavy. Finally the Kicking Pokémon was fast asleep.

 

[CJ1145]

"Well, THAT'S just great." Daria fumed, glaring at her sleeping Hitmonlee. He still stood up on his legs, body hunched over as he snoozed. "Come on ya galoot! Wake up and Double Kick, now!"

Sadly, Jet was in no mood--or rather, consciousness--to perform such a feat. He stayed bent over, sleeping soundly as Daria's shouts increased in volume. In direct proportion, actually, to her range of motion, as she began to leap in place, throwing out random punches in frustration.

 

[nuba km]

Lee was unsure how to make snover attacked, while he was thinking snover had moved over the sleeping hitmonlee, suddenly he saw the fire type numel in the corner and the idea was there 'hey snover, it looks like hitmonlee is bit to warm to me you might want to cool him down' after taking a moment to think about it snover started doing a gentle icy wind attack in hitmonlee's direction.

 

[JdaS]

Battle Post

Jet just snoozed while Daria tried, in vain, to get it to move. Meanwhile, Lee had again tricked his overly friendly Snover to use Icy Wind on its sleeping foe. Jet's body seemed to lose some heat, slight discomfort could be seen in it's eyes.

 

[CJ1145]

"WAKE UP, DANG IT!" Daria howled, stamping the ground in a fury. "Go on already, wake up and use SOMETHING!"

It remained to be seen if Hitmonlee would obey this time, or if it would prefer to remain in its slumber; likely the latter.

 

[nuba km]

Lee thought this may be a good chance to practice solar beam 'hey snover, while your friend takes a nap why don't you try using solar beam.' snover looked at Lee as if to say, what would that do, 'well it might wake him up, that would be more fun' snover started charging solar beam but he didn't aim at jet but instead a wall.

 

[JdaS]

Battle Post

Daria's suspicions turned out to be right. Jet was still fast asleep, blissfully unaware of its Trainer's screams.

Lee however, had ordered Snover to charge a SolarBeam. If Jet didn't wake up now, this battle was over.

 

[Shakomaru]

"Um, excuse me, W-would you happen to have a room available?"
Tom suddenly pops up again "Ooh! more people! Hiya! Uh, this might seem a little sudden, but do you see a stray pokeball around anywhere?"

 

[CJ1145]

Daria gritted her teeth as she watched the charging beam. Jet was strong, but she wasn't willing to test if he was THAT strong, right before the tournament. She stamped her foot down, and pointed straight at her sleeping Hitmonlee. Her eyes were practically on fire, burning with a fusion or rage, passion, and sheer glee as she shouted at the top of her lungs.

"Hey, Sleepy! I'm TALKING TO YA! I know the kind of fire burning inside of ya, and I KNOW you are not about to let some little snowball beat you because you were SLEEPING ON THE JOB! Wake up, grit your teeth, and use BRICK BREAK RIGHT. NOW!"

 

[Pappytech]

Curious about and annoyed all the shouting, Matt cracked open his door and stuck his head out into the hallway. He had intended to take a quick nap before heading downstairs for dinner, but someone's endless roars of fury had made certain that wasn't going to happen anytime soon.

Irate and tired, Matt staggered his way over to the stairwell, neglecting to bring his pack along. Though his Pokeballs were still strapped to his waist, the boy saw no need to bring along all of his gear as well; he fully intended to head back upstairs in a matter of moments, as soon as he figured out what the hell was going on.

"Alright, what's up with all the..." Matt's annoyed question trailed off unfinished as he stepped into the training room, heavy-lidded eyes suddenly opening as he stared at the in-progress battle commencing before him. Daria and Lee faced each other, the former yelling and shouting, as their Pokemon "fought it out."

Well, at least I know who the loud one is.

Thoughts of sleep and rest almost entirely forgotten, Matt leaned against a nearby wall, waiting to see how the match ended. Though it was certainly slow now, there was no telling how the skirmish would finish up.