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Post by Giant Brother on Jan 6, 2008 14:09:19 GMT -5
*Fight*
"I will be fine." Gallade said adamantly. "Thank you for the concern. Where are the flowers?"
*Mountain*
(So, you mean just picking which pokemon goes up against who, right?)
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Post by Ninmast on Jan 6, 2008 15:01:37 GMT -5
*Fight*
Blaziken pointed across the way. "Over next to the pool."
*Mountain*
(Exactly.)
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Post by Giant Brother on Jan 6, 2008 16:14:22 GMT -5
*Fight*
(Timelapse?)
*Mountain*
"Well, I gotta be movin'!" Rhydon said cheerfully. "There was a Donphan over there that was givin' me the eye, know what I mean?" The drill pokemon gave a loud belt of gravely laughter before stomping off. Magcargo watched lazily as other pokemon started picking out opponents eagerly.
He had barely raised his head when the Rhyperior his friend had mentioned marched up to Aggron. "Hey, you. You look like the only other guy here that's worth it. Feel like being my first victim?" He asked arrogantly.
Magcargo yawned lightly, looking up at Salamence. "Hey bro, I don't really feel like scouting much, could I just fight you, man?"
(In other words:
Magcargo Vs. Salamence Rhydon Vs. Donphan (most likely won't be seen) Aggron Vs. Rhyperior (Don't know if you just want to make that yourself or what, Ninmast.))
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Post by Ninmast on Jan 6, 2008 16:45:59 GMT -5
*Fight*
(Yeah.)
*Flower Arrangement*
Gardevoir had taken a seat at the edge of the arrangement class being taught by the Sunflora and Roselia so she would be near the pool and Milotic. She finished the wreath she was making of pink and yellow flowers and turned to show it to the water dragon who nodded in approval.
*Mountain*
(I'd rather you play Rhyperior. Just better if we control each others' opponents. More fun.)
"Victim?" Aggron answered. "Ha! You're a funny guy, nearly as funny as your outfit! Let's see what you've got!"
At the challenge from the Magcargo, though, Salamence tilted his great head quizzically as he stepped forward, placing his foot beside the snail to compare the size, as if trying to figure out how he would even reach him.
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Post by Giant Brother on Jan 6, 2008 17:25:55 GMT -5
*Flower Arrangements*
"Very good work, Gardevoir..." Gallade suddenly said, quietly walking up to the other psychic.
*Mountain*
"Peppy one, huh?" Rhyperior asked. "Yeah, yeah. We'll see who's funny when we're done!"
Magcargo looked at the dragon's foot. "Hey, is there something wrong with your foot, dude? We can call this off if you want, man.... If your foot isn't in perfect health, you shouldn't fight.... I think..."
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Post by Ninmast on Jan 6, 2008 18:52:11 GMT -5
*Flower Arrangements*
Thank you, Gallade, Gardevoir answered telepathically, giving a smile. I didn't know you were here.
*Mountain*
Aggron began circling as he grinned. "I'm waiting, biggun. Tell me, is that a helmet or a wig?"
Salamence shook his head rapidly at Magcargo's statement, then stepped back, bracing himself low as he waited for Magcargo to act.
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Post by Giant Brother on Jan 25, 2008 19:17:12 GMT -5
*Flower Arrangements*
"I just came here." Gallade answered. "Your Blaziken friend told me where to find you."
*Mountain*
"Very cute..." Rhyperior growled. His horn whirred quickly as it started to make a high pitched whine. The armoured pokemon bent down and tried to crash into Aggron with a savage take down.
Meanwhile, Magcargo didn't necessarily act... rather, he yawned. Loudly, one might add. In fact, the long display of the snail's tiredness caused some of the other pokemon to lose concentration and yawn too. As a side note, most of those pokemon were quickly awakened by a well aimed slug from their fighting partner.
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Post by Ninmast on Jan 26, 2008 2:18:12 GMT -5
*Flower Arrangements*
After a moment, the telepath spoke again. You two fought. It was not a question.
*Mountain*
Aggron planted his heavy feet as he moved to clamp his heavy steel hands around his opponent's head, intending to try to halt Rhyperior's forward momentum and Counter it by throwing him to the ground with his inertia.
Salamence started to yawn. He really did. A big, deep one. And then dust got in his nose. And the yawn turned into a sudden, heavy sneeze.
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Post by Giant Brother on Jan 29, 2008 15:34:23 GMT -5
*Flower Arrangements*
"Temporarily." Gallade said. "Only temporarily."
*Mountain*
Rhyperior went with the throw, crashing to the ground. As he did so, however, his tail swung back and then moved to slam into Aggron's leg.
"Bless you." Magcargo said slowly. With a smaller yawn, the snail focused on Salamence. "So, are you gonna do something or what?"
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Post by Ninmast on Jan 29, 2008 16:54:54 GMT -5
*Flower Arrangements*
Blaziken does not fight temporarily, the psychic's delicate mental voice answered. She either fights or she does not. And neither do you.
*Mountain*
As the stone-like skin smashed against Aggron's steel plating, there was a sharp ringing sound as his leg buckled and he went down on one knee. "Urgh ... Nice shot ..." he muttered to the Rhyperior before standing back up and swinging about with his own metal-clad one.
Salamence still seemed puzzled on how he was supposed to bash up with something so much smaller than him, but he experimentally reached out with one foot and kicked at the snail's side.
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Post by Giant Brother on Jan 29, 2008 20:02:57 GMT -5
*Flower Arrangements*
Gallade couldn't help but feel as though he was being scolded. "Very well, we fought."
*Mountain*
"You're not so bad yourself..." Rhyperior growled. He grunted as the tail caught him across the back on his way up. However. he kept going and forced himself up, rearing back and moving to hit Aggron in the face with a haymaker.
As it turned out, Magcargo was prepared. He glowed dimly as his seemingly squishy body hardened until it was more like steel. Flames leapt up from his shell as Salamence struck, attempting to burn the dragon's skin.
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Post by Ninmast on Jan 29, 2008 22:44:30 GMT -5
*Flower Arrangements*
She nodded as she turned back to her flower work, weaving in a few more petals. She did far better than I. One does not need to be psychic to know that. She has a fighter's heart. She lives for the battlefield, regardless of what form it takes.
*Mountain*
Aggron raised one arm to try to block the haymaker and attempted a suckerpunch to Rhyperior's face. If he connected, he'd try a tail sweep to send his opponent to the ground.
Salamence had just given a light experimental kick, so nothing really came of it for either of them. Instead, the dragon simply stepped back, examining the snail curiously.
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Post by Giant Brother on Feb 1, 2008 14:38:50 GMT -5
*Flower Arrangements*
"Fighting isn't the only thing that's important in life." Gallade reassured the dancer. "For example..." the gladiator gently gestured to Gardevoir's wreath. "I doubt Blaziken could make something like that."
*Mountain*
Rhyperior's arm was struck, and he was sent reeling from the shot to the face. He grumbled from the hit, only to fall over from the sweep.
Magcargo must not have realised that Salamence's kick was experimental, as he reared back. "My turn now!" he yelled, dashing forward at Salamence's leg with surprising speed for a snail. The ground was scorched in his wake, and it was clear that Magcargo's momentum wasn't the only dangerous thing about his tackle.
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Post by Ninmast on Feb 1, 2008 15:03:21 GMT -5
*Flower Arrangements*
Gardevoir gave a silent smile. True. Blaziken doesn't have the patience.
*Mountain*
Aggron attempted to grab Rhyperior by the tail and swing him around to gain momentum before spending it by slamming his opponent against the hard ground.
Salamence let out an annoyed cry and kicked outward toward the incoming snail like a soccer ball.
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