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Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Malak, Team Fission
Location:
Barrens
"Okay, that one." Rivet declared, stowing away her binoculars and pointing at the floating figure of the hauntaur.
Tiktoff squinted, tying to spot the ghostly pokemon. "Well, alright. But how do we get it away from the others?"
"Do we have to?" Rivet asked.
"There's a bunch of them! We shouldn't go straight for them if we're trying to steal just one." Tiktoff protested in a whisper.
"Fine. We'll draw him out," Rivet stated with a sigh, pulling her goggles back over her eyes. "You up for it, Mawile?" She said, turning to the red eyed pokemon behind her. The dull yellow and black pokemon nodded with a slight smile.
"
Mawile.
" It said.
"Okay, get close and use
sweet scent
," She instructed.
The pokemon nodded and snuck down the hill towards the oasis, keeping to the bushes to avoid being seen. Once it deemed itself close enough, the maw on the back of its head opened slightly, a cloying scent pouring out and drifting towards the hauntaur.
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Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Rivet, Ticktoff
Location:
Barrens
"Balls!" Ticktoff swore as she saw more than just the one pokemon reacting to the scent, Mawile already coming back to them and leaving a trail of sweet scent to follow.
"See, the direct route is best." Rivet stated smugly, rolling up her sleeves and loosening the pokeballs around her belt in preparation.
Post by
Atik
Jackson, Lightning
Barrens
"Haunt.... Haaaaaaaauuuuuunteeeeeerrrrr...." The ghost began floating towards the scent.
Jackson opened an eye. "Huh?" He asked, sitting up.
"Scrubs."
Lightning sighed.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Rivet, Ticktoff, Mawile
Location:
Barrens
Mawile stopped at the base of the hill Ticktoff and Rivet were hiding on. The pokemon turned around proudly, waiting for its prey to come.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Alnerigo "Flamehowl"
Location
: Blasted Lands
"So only physical traits... I assume these are passed through the genotype," Alnerigo said.
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Atik
Jackson, Lightning
Barrens
Jackson stood and followed after as the haunter made its way to Mawile, looking at it strangely. "Haunter?"
Jackson glanced around, reaching into his coat for a pokeball with one hand, and a gun with the other.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Rivet, Ticktoff
Location:
Barrens
Mawile smiled, then did a double take when she saw all the other pokemon and humans following. "M-Mawile? (Huh?)"
Post by
Monday
Character
: Alnerigo "Flamehowl"
Location
: Blasted Lands
"That... makes no sense," Alnerigo said to Sam.
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Atik
Jackson, Lightning
Barrens
Jackson drew a pokeball in one hand, and a sawn-off in another.
"Scrub"
Lightning told the Mawile.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Rivet, Ticktoff
Location:
Barrens
Mawile leaned away from the tauren, glancing around nervously and clearly not sure what to do about the bipedal taurus. Her back jaw clamped shut, casing the leaking of sweet scent.
She glanced at Lightning, her eyes wide. "
I'm sorry, what does 'scrub' mean?
" She asked in a voice nearly a whisper.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Alnerigo "Flamehowl"
Location
: Blasted Lands
Alnerigo was about to respond, but, as his attention was diverted, stepped through the Dark Portal and vanished.
Post by
Atik
((Ashorn is a Torpius))
Jackson, Lightning
Barrens
"It means you fail forever."
The Jolteon mused.
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Post by
oneforthemoney
(My mistake, thought it was Light's Tauren)
Character:
Fritz, Team Fission
Location:
Barrens
"Lousy day today." The venture corp soldier groaned, looking at the overly sunny sky as he plodded around the oily sand at his feet..
"Would be better if there wasn't all these things around." Another grunted, prodding a Muck with his mace, the creature making a low and arduous "Muck." In response. The soldier sighed, looking up. His eyes narrowed suddenly at the smoke which seemed to be rolling in. Normally this wouldn't be too huge a shock, the Sludge Fen literally characterized by the industrious excess. Only, the smoke the area usually gave off was black.
This cloud was yellow.
The guard took a cautious step back as the cloud washed over him, and immediatley wished he had taken some more.
A sudden itching of his eyes and throat occured, the man coughing painfully as the gas entered his lungs. His eyes reddened and burned, tears flowing freely while his throat closed spastically. He clenched his neck, dropping his weapon and trying to stumble out of the cloud. He barely made it a few feet before he fell to hi knees, coughing and vomiting painfully as the itching spread across his uncovered skin. His hands found his eyes, a scream escaping his cracking lips.
A hand clapped itself on his shoulder. The guard wrenched his head around, his vision barely making out a masked face, glass eyes staring back at him. The guard clutched at the mans jacket, the only assurance the figure was still there as the guards vision was quickly burned away.
"Tell me," the figure began in a soothing voice, "on a scale of one to ten, how much pain are you in right now?" He asked.
"Pl-please! Help... Help me!" The man gasped. The guard heard a sigh, gloved hands slowly touching his and gently prying them from the coat.
"Oh dear, too far gone. Pity." Fritz mused sadly, walking by the guard who had by now fallen to the ground, choking on his own vomit. "Perhaps the next one will be more pliable." He mused, continuing on, accompanied by the yellow cloud.
Character:
Rivet, Tiktoff, Mawvil
Location:
Barrens
"
That's not very nice,
" Mawvile said softly, backing away from the Tropius.
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