[ti]complete[/ti]TREE OF WORMS

Momo had always seen France as the land of Eiffel Towers, Louvre Museums, streetside cafes, and quote-on-quote "gorgeous" food. She didn't see what Pidgey, worms, and giant trees had to do with it.

"What? They have bread," she said in Japanese so as not to offend the avian Pokemon, pointing at one of the birds as it flew by, intent on snatching up a scooting Scatterbug. "Look, Masamune-kun."

Masamune the Igglybuff puffed up his cheeks, rising a few feet into the air to get a better look. <It appears so,> he said severely. They both watched with stoic expressions as the Pidgey tried and failed to catch a worm while holding a full baguette, its beret falling over its eyes. It was honestly kind of a mess.

"It doesn't feel honorable," Momo admitted after a moment, dropping out of her defensive stance. The worms, the Pidgey- no one here seemed even mildly threatening. Seldom was it that Momo backed down from a challenge, but this one didn't feel worthy of her. It felt more like a referee should be stopping the match to let everyone get set up again for a second try. "Can you do something?"

<I will take care of it,> Masamune rumbled, inhaling deeply. The balloon Pokemon's chest expanded until it was tight as a drum, then low, rich tones rolled out. The baritone swelled to a crescendo. Shocked by the sudden vocalization, the Pidgey's head whipped around to stare incredulously at the tiny pink Pokemon with the enormous voice.

When the solo ended, the bird was evidently so discomfited it let its prey wiggle away entirely. Annoyed, cawing obscenities, the French Pidgey lifted off and flew away.

Glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, Momo gave Masamune a silent nod of approval.

igglybuff (johto) used disarming voice!
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"Nope, nope, nope," Jade said, returning Toxel and cramming the baby deep into her backpack. Like, all the way down with the granola bar wrappers and old cutips. That deep. Who the hell thought a little purple frog in a diaper could barbecue a whole bird without batting an eye?

But though she didn't like to admit it, the truth was, the threat wasn't from Jade's Pokemon. Hell, they might've surprised her a little, but she'd calm down eventually. No, the real threat came from outside. Wild Pokemon. Enemy Pokemon. French Pokemon.

Hang on, French?

"What in the escargot is that?" the green-haired ninja demanded, equal parts disturbed and fascinated by the sight of the new wave of Pidgey. The nearest one heard her speaking English and did a double-take, then swooped around to dive-bomb her head. Jade swore, ducking. "Jesus Christ! Someone get out there and get rid of that thing!"

Roger couldn't fly and that Toxel was still on cooldown, so that left the little grasshopper man she'd gotten from some skeevy grasshopper-seller. You know, the grasshopper-sellers in the settlement? Hawking their wares? Hell, someone tell her she hadn't been scammed.

"Astonish!" she said, pulling up the Nymble's moves as quick as she could. The tiny Pokemon launched off the ground, pivoting in the air so quickly the Pidgey got whiplash. It flew away again, cawing angrily with a lot of oddly specific commentary on old-world red wines. Was this whole game just ripping off Jenny's subconscious bar knowledge? God damn it.

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"Lets go!  Ares!"  Orion would howl.

With a flash, the fully evolved Emboar would make an appearance, stomping both legs like a sumo wrestler as he cracked his neck.  "Really boss?  This sort of thing seems a little beneath us eh?"

"Protecting the weak is never beneath us pal."  Orion quipped back.  "You were little once and got your ass kicked a lot!  Imagine how they feel!"

The boar snorted, embers flickering past it's snout.  "You've got a point boss!  I'm on it!"  Slapping his rotund belly, the mon dropped into a deep stance, taking in a mighty breath as he did so.  His gut would swell to massive proportions, almost comically so, before letting out a mighty and bestial roar.

"MY NAME IS ARES THE GOD OF WAR!  IF YOU THINK YOU'RE MAN ENOUGH TO THROW DOWN, COME FUCKING GET SOME!"

Emboar Used Roar

Just like that, the offending Pidgey's took off like various bats out of hell, scattering like...startled birds and taking to the air.  

"AND DON'T COME BACK!"  The beast snarled.  He would turn to his master who simply offered him a fist to bump.  "That's how it's done bud."

Oh hell yeah, this was way up his speed.  Orion would recall Ares, grooving to the beat as he did so.  He could feel the music in his very core, and would let it carry him as he went about his work.  The glisten of shiny discoballs lit the tree up like a...disco.  As he worked his groove in, he would keep an eye out for an errant pidgey to punk.  He didn't need pokemon to pose a threat, in fact, he was a bit of a living weapon already.  One bird swoosed by and he would let out a quick jab, of which the bird would easily avoid.

Damnation.

Gyrating and grooving, the fighter would make his way down the dancefloor.  Truly opening up his heart to the spirit of disco and grooving.  A deep breath in and suddenly he realized what he must do.  Another bird ambled past him, and with a clenched fist he would channel the power of Disco Fever. 

Orion used Fire Punch

"BURN BABY BURN."  Orion called out, nailing the bird in the beak and beating it down.  "DISCO INFERNO!"  He didn't know the rest of the words, but that didn't stop him from enjoying the classics while grooving.  One bird down, some absurd amount more to go.