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Post by Deleted on Nov 21, 2017 11:58:13 GMT -8
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{Spoiler}{Spoiler}{Spoiler}{details for this part}Honoka goes into the wasteland and battles her way through strong Pokemon trying to get as far into the wastelands as she can to find out what's wrong and how to fix it perhaps. She gets badly defeated not very far in and escapes the wastelands with minor/major injuries and fainted pokemon. Near the edge in a different area than she entered she finds Sophie Sequoia who helps her and gives her her card after a discussion about what Honoka was doing out there, and they team up. Going to request two to three NPC'ed pokemon battle spawns of extra strength/ferocity more than average Pokemon, hordes allowed/a posibility, word count required. Ultimately to be defeated and driven out of the wastelands.
Enough was enough. Her ranch was constantly being attacked, to the point she had taken to hiring, for lack of a better word, mercenaries. Ever since that weird pillar of light that drained the life from an enormous chunk of land by Alterna's outskirts, Pokemon there had been acting really weirdly. They were intensely aggressive, and she'd had more than a few Pokemon hurt on her ranch by these wild Pokemon, having to fight them off or capture them. Pokeballs never worked on them for some reason, so she would often find a Pokemon that could lull them to sleep and cage them, taking them to the nearest shelter or Pokemon center. She knew most of them got released back into the wastes. She hadn't heard if any of them had been able to be rehabilitated or not. But this had finally been the straw that broke the Numel's back.
There had been another attack that morning, resulting in three of her younger Pokemon being injured, and the Pokemon that had broken onto her ranch had tried to carry one of them off. With the help of that day's hired help she managed to get her Pokemon back safely, but that was it.
She'd gone to the police in town, she'd put up posters with rewards for trainers, she'd talked to rangers and interpol, but none of them could or would help her. Trainers usually ended up beat to a pulp, and no one dared to try to do anything about it. She'd gone to interpol on more than once occasion demanding they either protect her ranch or do something to fix the problem, or give her the information to do it herself. She was always turned away with a "sorry, there's nothing we can do." or something along those lines. She was fed up.
So after she got her pokemon back and healed, Honoka called up two of the other mercenaries she had under her belt that she trusted and told them what she was doing. They weren't really mercenaries as much as they were ex-Rangers or ex-Interpol who took jobs like this for money. They were all very nice people, the ones she'd hired, and she trusted each of them with her ranch and her life, having saved both more than once since the event. She was going to take some of her strongest Pokemon and go into the wastelands herself and find out what was going on and what could be done. She wouldn't risk anymore people or pokemon getting hurt by these savages in the wastelands.
She brought a sturdy backpack with food and water and other supplies she might need, and a full arsenal of six Pokemon in her belt. Sturdy hiking boots paired with jeans and a short sleeve top with a jacket tied around her waist completed the outfit, and she set out. It was still fairly early in the day, the attack having happened just after dawn. She'd had breakfast and had everything packed already for a just in case occasion. Setting out was easy. She didn't know how she was going to navigate the wastelands, though. She had no idea if the compass she'd brought would work there or not, considering she didn't know what caused the loss of life and prevention of life returning.
When she reached the edge of the city where life suddenly stopped, she didn't pause longer than to adjust her belt with her Pokeballs so she could reach them easier. She had packed as lightly as she could, but she didn't know exactly how big the wasteland was, so more was better than less. And even then she planned on using her supplies as sparingly as she could. She kept one hand on her Pokeballs and near her whip, the other supporting the straps of her backpack. She also had to count on the chance she might meet other people out here, and she wasn't expecting any of them to be friendly if they spend any length of time out here. |
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Post by SGYUMI on Nov 21, 2017 15:48:02 GMT -8
Wandering into the wasteland, you travel a surprising distance seeing nothing in sight...well...nothing alive. As you venture from green, to brown, to black, to grey under your feet, the grass starts to turn to dust with every step. There's no crunch, it just...flows away. Everything in this place feels pristine in the most eerie way possible, like your an invade in this place frozen in time...
The plains go on for a fair distance, but you can see a forest in the distance. The trees are white and devoid of leaves. What few hang on seem as though they wouldn't even reach the ground before they too turn to dust. If nothing has been brave enough to venture into the open space of the plains, your instincts tell you they'll be more densely packed in the woods...the question is, why do they not roam the plains. Are they hiding? Do they just want to avoid a territory dispute? Who knows.
As the woods in the distance grow closer, you trip without realizing. You're first assumption is it's likely a rock, but as your eyes turn to the space behind you. A small pokemon, as pristine and life free as the rest of the wasteland. It almost looks as if its just asleep until you notice the fine layer of dust in the poochyena's fur, and how the life pillar was also a year ago...
Not as sentimental...a pokemon swoops in to take advantage of your trip, its talons bared, and aiming to take your shoulders and carry you into the sky.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 2, 2017 17:08:32 GMT -8
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{Spoiler}{Spoiler}{Spoiler}{Spoiler}{Spoiler}{Spoiler}{details for this part}Honoka goes into the wasteland and battles her way through strong Pokemon trying to get as far into the wastelands as she can to find out what's wrong and how to fix it perhaps. She gets badly defeated not very far in and escapes the wastelands with minor/major injuries and fainted pokemon. Near the edge in a different area than she entered she finds Sophie Sequoia who helps her and gives her her card after a discussion about what Honoka was doing out there, and they team up. Going to request two to three NPC'ed pokemon battle spawns of extra strength/ferocity more than average Pokemon, hordes allowed/a posibility, word count required. Ultimately to be defeated and driven out of the wastelands.
She knew everything out here had been destroyed, but seeing it like this was something else entirely. It was even kind of creepy. Everything looked like it had been turned into a black and white still life, but there was no life to be found. It really made no sense. There weren't even trees where there had been before, it was just flat empty dead. Though she noticed, when she looked hard, there were still trees in the distance. She got her hopes up briefly before she noticed their color. Nothing, the same as everything else here.
What was even stranger is that she hadn't seen a single pokemon. Where were they all coming from to attack her ranch if not here? Or where had they all gone? None of it made much sense right now. She walked on though, determined to figure it out. After a few minutes of walking, Honoka tripped on something. She thought it was a rock hiding among the dead grass. Boy was she wrong. Her eyes grew wide first in surprise, then in horror, as she realized what it was she had tripped over. It had been a Pokemon, a Poochyena. It was perfectly still, its chest not even moving, covered in the same dust that everything here seemed to be made up of. It was as if it just died without reason, or like it was in some sort of enchanted sleep. It hadn't even decomposed at all, and somehow, that made it so much worse.
She didn't realize she wasn't breathing, that she'd been holding her breath, until she saw the shadow of something large above her. She gasped, drawing in air finally, and ducked as sharp talons sliced through the air just above where her head had been. She could have even sworn she saw a few strands of hair float down in front of her. The shadow shot off and swooped back around, presumably to take another swipe at her. With the sun behind it, she couldn't tell right away what it was, but she wasn't going to stand around and let it eat her.
Honoka brandished her whip in one hand and grabbed a Pokeball with the other just as the thing came back for her. She ducked under its claws again and snapped at its retreating figure with her whip, just missing its tail feathers. She released her Altaria from its Pokeball, figuring that if she was going to fight something that was flying, she might as well have a flyer herself. "Knock it out of the sky!" She would yell, cracking her whip at the wild Pokemon attacking them again. Her Altaria would swoop up after it as it avoided Honoka's whip and attempt to hit it with a Moon Blast to do what she asked of him. If that missed, her Altaria would try to follow it around as it made another attempt to get to Honoka and try to hit it with a sky attack. Maybe they could figure out what it was and get away from it, though that might be kind of hard to do if it was flying around. There was pretty much no cover here anywhere.
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Post by SGYUMI on Dec 3, 2017 15:03:50 GMT -8
Screeching out as the Mandibuzz turned in midair, it locked eyes with the human who had tried to strike it with the odd tool it had pulled out, hovering in the air as it planned a new strike, finding a foe in the Altaria that had been spawned, screeching at it harshly and swiftly avoiding the moonblast, knowing full well what such an attack could do to it. She also knew full well the trainer was more important than the pokemon, and foolishly dove after Honoka, ignoring the Altaria, forced to take it's sky attack as it was slammed into the ground by the aerial strike, rolling to it's feet and ruffling it's feathers, it let out another screech in the direction of the Altaria.
Flapping it's arms sharply, the mandibuzz rushed in to tackle the Altaria with a rather brutal brave bird strike as it cut across the dusty grass, flying up above whether the attack succeeded or not, and throwing down a dark pulse in response.
Mandibuzz - 68% dodged moonblast Took Sky attack Used brave bird Used dark pulse
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