Tuesday
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Battle Legend
The Creed
Posts: 1,602
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Martín 'Mars' Marzán
OOC Username: Stells
Arena Points: 138
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Post by Tuesday on Oct 17, 2023 10:02:11 GMT 9
#s://i~imgur~com/wtkp15v~png Chaos. It's with scrutiny that unforgiving blue eyes observe those who gather at the arena as the fight develops, a tall woman standing her ground while listening to a cacophony of attacks and shouts. People are yelling, destroying property, and throwing each other around, and all of that without even getting to the actions against the actual giant duck. All in all, it's undoubtedly chaotic. Is this what its always like? Is this one of the things Martín Marzán enjoys so much about UNOVR?Maybe it is, since only for her to hear — into her earpiece and watching the scene unfold from the comfort of his disgustingly lavish hotel room — he laughs. A short, yet honest sound. A sound that tells her that he's having fun. How curious. Fascinating, even. Observant as Ariel is, she's a quick learner by nature, and this time there is no need for instructions to be given. The same "Fighting" type of attack is used once again, although now by a white haired man ( Verai) that seems to be guided along by his daughter (cute). Ariel takes the chance to click the Dreamer stamp once more, and there is no flair or quip to accompany this action — effective and to the point. Is it repetitive? A little, but as Ariel sees it, all that matters is doing what is most effective to beat the "boss". Ha. Beating bosses. Maybe she'll like this game after all. She'll definitely remember to mention that one to her boss. {Damage Roll}EORpOvHj2d100+30 +10 Interact with Previous Post +20 Supereffective Damage Dealt: 180 Attack type used: Dreamer C0D13_2 HP: 7877/10,000 2d100+30
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Big Bee
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Bandana Guy
Round 2
Posts: 686
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Bryan Nautilus
OOC Username: Ladybug
Arena Points: 49
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Post by Big Bee on Oct 17, 2023 20:57:44 GMT 9
Bryan out from behind the picnic table and took off running. Jets of digital flame vaporized the table a moment later, and he hoped that Saint had gotten away safely and wasn't just a puddle of holy water on the ground.
"Dammit! Where are my crew?" he asked, casting around for the missing bros. He'd seen some of the before but lost them in the crowd. Using the UNOVRCON app he sent them all a quick message. He sent it through and then sent another message with a location tag for the Jeep booth, but accidentally tagged the Hydance Cafe (Now Serving Coca-Cola). He unsent the message and sent a third message containing the correct tag, before ending with a fourth that just said "whoops lol". And then he was off for the booth!
Bryan sprinted past the Worldscreen Lite booth, almost bumping into the hiding Tuesday. "Sorry! Be careful of C0D13_2 he's coming this way!" Bryan said. The AR C0D13_2 loomed overhead like a giant Macy's parade float set to kill and Bryan tapped his phone as he ran, firing off beams of darkness over Ariel's head. "Take this!" he shouted, lancing the digital menace with spears of pure blackness. He liked to think of them as jets of malware, like trojans of worms made manifest, or an installer for League of Legends.
{Damage Roll}Q0vnZUpS2d100+30 +10 (Interact with Previous Post) +20 (Supereffective) Damage Dealt: 7844 Attack type used: C0D13_2 HP: 10,000/10,000 2d100+30
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orioncayge
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Bandana Guy
Round 2
Posts: 770
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Arena Points: 20
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Post by orioncayge on Oct 17, 2023 21:15:19 GMT 9
It was pandemonium.
Thousands of people all running around like actual lunatics, thousands more watching the show with a mixed sense of amusement, bewilderment, and jealousy. Orion had spent half his time trying not to bowl over some five year old while desperately fighting back Vietnam flashbacks. Holy shit this was rad, but holy shit Orion was eight spicy flavors of fucking terrified. This was the subject of countless pleasant and horrific dreams all melting into one. Regulating his breath he one again resisted the urge to throw a wild haymaker for fear of hitting a child.
Hydance really had the shittiest moshpits.
A message flashed across his vision, a rallying call from a Bandanadito. It seemed that the Bastion of J-eep would be the starting point for the resistance. What a perfect idea, after all back in the 40's Jeep was America's answer to taking the american spirit into the modern age with an equal part affordable and rugged vehicle. Not only did it help conquer the west, over six hundred thousand jeeps were used to help kick hitlers ass. Orion marveled at the craftsmanship of the car as he crouched next to the all chrome step add on, basking in his own reflection only to see an AReflection of Codie in the waxy sheen. He would turn around and let out a series of digital punches with an expert tapping of his thumbs to the rhythm of "Through the fire and Flames."
"Come on everyone! Let's wrangle this SOB"
{Damage Roll}r8jKcWVi2d100
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Damage Dealt: 145
Attack type used: Fighting C0D13_2 HP: 7699/10,000 2d100
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Yggy Br00ks
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Pikachu Fan
Round 2
Posts: 406
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Kenneth Garfield
OOC Username: M00K
Arena Points: 68
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Post by Yggy Br00ks on Oct 17, 2023 21:54:42 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1028264618818289684/1146083722421080074/pnpk_1013~png Kenny hadn't been putting much thought into the type of attacks he'd been doing. He'd just been tapping the button with his thumb, phone in one hand while he grabbed onto his little sister with the other so she didn't get lost in the crowd.
"How are you guys doing that!" he exclaimed, ooh-ing and ahh-ing at the colorful attack animations. Fighting was probably the best against a Porygon2, so why were there so many it's supereffective! bubbles getting tossed around in AR space?
Just then, an alert came up on Kenny's UNOVRCon app, briefly disrupting the boss battle on screen. "Ahhh!" he yelled, trying to dismiss it, but then he saw who it was from.
Big Bro? Kenny practically snorted steam out his nostrils. YES!! They hadn't been able to meet up at the con yet, which Kenny had chalked up to the fact he was apparently someone important with a Real Job in real life. This was the perfect opportunity! Man, games really did bring people together.
"Let's go!" he exclaimed, pulling Summer after him and heading towards the big JEEP display. "To the JEEP!"
"Oh thank god," said Summer, following him eagerly. Lacking AR Glasses of her own, the Boss Battle was simultaneously A. Incredibly boring/awkward to watch and B. Very stressful due to all the people running recklessly around. "Wait, why here?"
"Big Bro is here! OH AND ORION! HI ORION!" Kenny waved eagerly, then his face looked panicked. He reached up and quickly patted his head to make sure he was still wearing the yellow bandana the man had given him. He was. His face lit up again with relief. Phew!
Then he saw Hydance Cafe, now serving Coca Cola. Product placement, here? Whatever it was, it was working-- he'd give anything for an ice-cold glass of Coke!
"Hi Orion!" Summer echoed, slightly more shyly. "And person I don't know!"
"That's Big Bee! ...Oh crap, I just realized I could use the stamps," Kenny said, accidentally selecting 'Painter' from the main app screen. "Take this, Codie! Haha!" He switched his stamp to Dreamer and jumped back as a blast of zigzag-shaped psychic energy lanced through the air, surrounding the giant duck in a bright pink aura.
He crouched down next to Orion with his phone still in both hands, shooing Summer in next to him as they took cover behind the Jeep display. "This is so cool!!"
{Damage Roll}bYXukv0w2d100 +10 (Interact with Previous Post) +20 (Supereffective) Damage Dealt: 137 Attack type used: C0D13_2 HP: 7562/10,000 2d100
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M'Foxy
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Player Character
Posts: 232
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Theron Alearnith
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 40
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Post by M'Foxy on Oct 18, 2023 0:30:41 GMT 9
At the ping, he'd ran as fast as he could, naturally doing some Mirror's Edge parkour as he went. Did he look stupid? Absolutely not, but even if he did, he wouldn't care- cringe was for losers, and he had some bros to save.
They were pinned behind the Jeep, and he skidded to meet them- or rather, he skidded for everyone else. But for his AR-bedecked bros?
"Sooooorry! Traffic was crazy getting over here!" M'Foxy peered over the hood of the jeep at the ominous and slow floating squeaky duck.
She'd played Hitman. She knew what duckies could do. But two could play that game! Well, only one could but wo could certainly play this game!
She stretched her phone out, as if getting better reception, and started hammering the seer stamp, a malevolent blackness rising around her before lashing at C0D13 like icky spooky tentacles.
{Damage Roll}pSgva0xA2d100 +10 (Interact with Previous Post) +20 (Supereffective) Damage Dealt: 68 Attack type used: C0D13_2 HP: 7494/10,000 2d100
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The Captain
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Weekend Warrior
Round 2
Posts: 151
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Remy Andersen
OOC Username: Stells
Arena Points: 60
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Post by The Captain on Oct 18, 2023 7:26:15 GMT 9
#s://i~imgur~com/siDjdrO~png "WOAH! It's Quacxee!""Qua-huh? You sure, Ner? It says there that this duck friend is a Co—...Oh shoot!" Be it the gleeful awe of a Pokémon-obsessed eight year old upon seeing an oversized Porygon 2 or the subsequent bewilderment of her not-at-all-Pokémon-versed father, the funny duck's dangerous-looking death rays are still just deadly, shooting without any scrutiny. Thankfully, one does not develop a curriculum as colourful as that of Remington Andersen without being at least a bit of fast thinker, and it is in an act of particularly good judgement that his daughter is scooped up to make a prompt retreat. With no regard for convention decorum or the confusion of those who aren't in possession of AR glasses, our tall captain jumps over a counter, intending to use it as cover. "What are you doing, pabbi!""Shhh, blenny. We gotta hide for a bit, that thing's dangerous.""Noooo! Look!" Protests had been expected, of course, and Neri wiggles free from his grasp just enough to peek at the battle, pointing at a nearby woman ( M'Foxy) who Remy can only assume has to be someone's avatar "See the cool mutant fox lady? She's attacking it with her phone, you should do that!""Right, right..." Divided as his attention may be between the tasks of holding onto Neri, looking out for death rays, and trying to make sense out of all this, Remy does manage to bring out his phone, operating it one-handed until Neri gets frustrated and takes it from him. "HA! TAKE THAT!" She loudly declares (not very sneaky) while rapidly clicking the one stamp Remy has. "Nice work, blenny! So... Why's the fox lady a mutant?""Oh! 'Cause animals like foxes don't usually have so many ears and tails, so when they do it's called a genetic mutation, duh!""Right... of course... duh."It's at that moment that they both laugh, for a second not at all concerned with the fight. {Damage Roll}UucI3hLr2d100+30 +10 (Interact with Previous Post) +20 (Supereffective) Damage Dealt: 159 Attack type used: Player C0D13_2 HP: 7335/10,000 2d100+30
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Big Bee
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Bandana Guy
Round 2
Posts: 686
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Bryan Nautilus
OOC Username: Ladybug
Arena Points: 49
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Post by Big Bee on Oct 20, 2023 20:46:47 GMT 9
Legends Aren't Born, They're Made.
That's the inspiration slogan printed on the side of the Jeep kiosk, but Bryan doesn't have time to admire the double meaning or the bold font choice because C0D13_2 is almost upon them. "Go go! Blast blast! Get 'em bros!" Bryan yells, climbing up onto the back bumper of the wrangler and tapping his screen hard enough that one of his nails leaves a tiny scrape along the natural oil buildup on the screen surface.
The beams of Psychic energy ring the air like a giant bell, and the world around him shimmers like a mirage. "Psychic! Bring out the Dark!" he yells to orioncayge, Yggy Br00ks, and M'Foxy. "When's his second stage?" Bryan joked, his words getting tangled in the laugh of The Captain and his daughter.
{Damage Roll}glWK7LYw2d100 +10 (Interact with Previous Post) +20 (Supereffective) Damage Dealt: 117 Attack type used: C0D13_2 HP: 7,218/10,000 2d100
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C0D13
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Bug Maniac
Administrator
Posts: 2,111
Trainer Class:
Player Name: C0D13
OOC Username: Ladybug
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Post by C0D13 on Oct 21, 2023 0:56:20 GMT 9
BOSS BATTLE: C0D13_2It looks like you're trying to get more loot boxes! Would you like some help with that?<Damage threshold reached. Commencing second phase.> beeps C0D13_2, and to the shock of everyone within the hall the massive AR boss disappears in a flash of pink and blue.
Heads whip around, looking behind curtains and under chairs (you know, places a raid boss might hide), before a fresh announcement from Beta Bethany booms over the loudspeakers.
"ATTENTION ALL TRAINERS! C0D13_2 has begun his attack on the Pokemon Center! Act swiftly or else the merch will be destroyed!"
The idle screens in the venue switch to a live feed of the Pokemon Center (located on North Hall Level 1). The feed shows the imposing form of C0D13_2 rocking back and forth, his beak dipping into the tables of pristine, limited edition goods. Each time his beak hits the table something else disappears. First mugs and pins, then t-shirts, crockery sets, Pokemon card booster packs. Nothing is safe! Not even the Prof. Ash Pikachu plushies! It's all sucked into C0D13_2's beak, lost forever in the Recycle Bin.
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[*spoiler]{Damage Roll}[*roll range="2d100"] +10 (Interact with Previous Post) +10 (Merch) +20 (Supereffective)[/spoiler] [b]Damage Dealt:[/b] [b]Attack type used:[/b] [b]C0D13_2 HP:[/b] 2,218/5,000[/blockquote]
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Wolf
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The Tempest
Mythstar
Posts: 456
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Genesis Fox
OOC Username: Outcast
Arena Points: 80
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Post by Wolf on Oct 21, 2023 11:23:24 GMT 9
Unovrcon had been a disaster for her. She spent the entire time during the whole event locked up in her hotel room, sick as a dog. Whether it was the common cold or something more serious, the woman had no idea. Coughing, running nose, fever, exhaustion, and nauseous all the time. The works. It was horrible. She wouldn’t wish it on her worse enemies and yet, she spent all that money to get here only be locked up unable to enjoy the event. It was horrible.
Although she was still not feeling one hundred percent, she dragged herself out of bed and loaded up on medicine. A thick mask over her mouth, Genesis moved through the last few hours of the event in hopes to at least enjoy some of it. Hood up but vr glass on, she moved through the venue avoiding people as much as she could. That was, until the announcement boomed over the interface and a frenzy of players scrambled to battle COD13_2.
She missed the first round, unable to get through the crowds to take on the final boss. But as soon as the announcement boomed of its new location, the woman scrambled to get to the pokemon center and somehow made it their first. Although she was unable to collect stamps to aid in battling, she wasn’t about to miss the final boss.
A simply gesture brought up her pokemon menu, frowning at the porygon began to pluck away all the mechanize she had yet to fully see and bought. “No! I wanted at least a t-shirt. Come on,” she complained out loud, sniffling as she was quick to summon her type null, “Ziryan! Hurry! Attack!” The type null materialized in a blink of an eye, the digital model so life like though Wolf was too panicked about the merchandize to let it really setting in, “Double hit!” A shimmer of a glow encase his frame, lunging forwards with the intent of slamming his body into the pokemon with all his might.
{Damage Roll}XHuftD3L2d100 +10 (Merch) Damage Dealt: 101 Attack type used: Normal C0D13_2 HP: 2,117/5,000 2d100
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Bergamot Gristleborg
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Muddy Girl
Mythstar
Posts: 403
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Chryssa Glasgow
OOC Username: M00K
Arena Points: 37
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Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Oct 22, 2023 22:57:10 GMT 9
#s://a~l3n~co/i/qhnEfD~png "What? There's no stamp here?"
Chryssa wasn't sure what she'd been expecting from the merch store. Perhaps people who put more stock in material possessions would have enjoyed it— Pokemon plushies spilling off of shelves, dishware and Nintendo Labo kits stacked neatly on raised daises like champagne glasses. There were some large painted replicas of major UNOVR bosses— namely, the three legendary birds (not that she'd ever seen Articuno, but apparently in some servers they had). It gave sort of a 'McDonalds Playplace' vibe to the store, not that she was complaining.
"I suppose the Freezer stamp is fine," she said to herself, glancing down at her phone. She'd picked the ice-type stamp up at the food court earlier that day when she and her uncle had gone to get falafel. He was in here too, somewhere. Probably showing some innocent bystander a magic trick with one of the Professor Ash Pikachu plushies.
I wonder if I could actually be a magician's assistant.
As absurd was it would be— her medical concerns considered— the idea held some appeal for Chryssa. It was so profoundly out of character— or rather, it subverted the type of character people assumed she was. Young. Doe-eyed. The tragedy. The victim. The girl in the bed of roses, gone before her time.
Speaking of magic tricks, sirens suddenly went off around the pop-up-store like a K-Mart Blue Light Sale she was definitely too young to remember, and Chryssa wheeled herself backwards reflexively, pivoting into a corner so she wouldn't get in anyone's way as people started running past her. She noticed people were putting on their AR glasses, but hers were with her uncle, so she could only try to infer what was going on. She craned her head to one side, looking around to see a beautiful black-haired woman (Wolf) doing something on the UNOVRCon app.
"Oh, it's an app thing!" she recognized brightly, waving one arm from her unfortunate position low to the ground in her chair in case her uncle Buzzster Hooperham might somehow notice her in the sudden chaos. "Need any help?" Based on the screen, it looked like they were battling a Porygon2, which was currently a rock type.
Selecting player from the dropdown, Chryssa hit attack! and saw the HP bar go down on screen. Though she couldn't see it, a blast of fighting-type punches suddenly emanated from the girl in the corner as if guarded by her own personal Stand. The flurry of virtual fists launched into the rounded duck just as it polished off the last of the exclusive TGC mats.
{Damage Roll}4iTK_wFx2d100 +10 (Interact with Previous Post) +10 (Merch) +20 (Supereffective) Damage Dealt: 209 Attack type used: vs C0D13_2 HP: 1,908/5,000 2d100
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Lacrimosa
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Player Character
Posts: 136
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Sarthor Caldwell
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 50
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Post by Lacrimosa on Oct 23, 2023 9:44:57 GMT 9
#s://files~catbox~moe/uwkb0v~jpg Sarthor had finally managed to escape the chaos of the food truck area- though, in a twist of fate, it was because everyone had rushed towards the North Hall, and he had gotten caught along with them.
So, he was still trapped in this hell, and Alistair was ignoring his texts.
He made his way through the throng, past a pair of babbling schoolchildren (Wolf & Bergamot Gristleborg ), getting away from the worst of it- until people started howling at “merchandise” being “deleted.”
Which was funny, in that it was all still on the table. Children were howling about Zapdos plushies being “recycled,” and there were thousands more in boxes. Mass hysteria? Who was to say.
His phone finally buzzed, and he glanced down, a frown creasing his expression.
A string of nonsense texts.
And an instant reply-
Sarthor refrained from responding, and tapped at the button as instructed. What a waste of time.
{Damage Roll}PzFKy9RB2d100 +10 (Interact with Previous Post) +10 (Merch) +20 (Supereffective) Damage Dealt: 186 Attack type used: against C0D13_2 HP: 1,722/5,000 2d100
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Aero
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Hard Mode Survivor
Mythstar
Posts: 282
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Alyce Ellery
OOC Username: Spinner
Arena Points: 38
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Post by Aero on Oct 24, 2023 19:24:48 GMT 9
#s://i~imgur~com/YaA4Kk6~jpg Alyce was humming at the pop-up Pokemon Center. Out of all convention goers, she was only focused on some merch and games (but mostly on the merch). So when she heard a strange announcement and wore the AR glasses that the staff provided, her jaw dropped to see what looked like a Porygon2 floating above the store as it started sucking the merch available. "Is that even possible?!" She then turned to see some plushies nearby were also sucked into the strange Porygon2. "The Sitting Cuties! Fuecoco plushies!!! No!!!" She started growling. "Nobody messes with my favorite plushies!"
She quickly dropped everything and ran to chase the strange Porygon2, almost bumping into a young woman (Bergamot Gristleborg) as she raised her smartphone with the app that the announcement suggested. "Take this, you plushie destroyer!" Without reading the instructions, she tapped on the screen very furiously, but not enough to break it.
{Damage Roll}rut3lslV2d100 +10 (Interact with Previous Post) +10 (Merch) Damage Dealt: 137 Attack type used: Normal VS Dark C0D13_2 HP: 1,585/5,000 2d100
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Buzzster Hooperham
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The Quizmaster
Player Character
Posts: 155
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Buzzster Hooperham
OOC Username: D-Bug
Arena Points: 70
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Post by Buzzster Hooperham on Oct 25, 2023 12:01:49 GMT 9
"And then we just pop open the little guy," Buzzster said, tearing the head off a Pikachu plushie and showering a nearby teenager in stuffing and confetti "Ta-da! Was this your card?" he asked the shocked teen. He handed her the bottom half of the Pikachu, which had a holographic Slowbro card protruding from the neck. "And don't ask how it's done, a great magician never reveals where he buys his props."
Just then sirens blared through the merch store. Nearby nerds were putting on cool, futuristic red/blue glasses. Buzzster looked around for police but relaxed when he realized it was just a boss battle. "Oh! I read about this in the pamphlet!" he said, pulling out his pamphlet and tapping the part where it said 'AR Glasses included'. "Heh. You'll need to get up pretty early to pull one over on a Ramsay, ay Chryssa?" He looked around for his niece. She was missing. Lost in the heavily occupied height bracket of toddlers and other seated teens.
He spotted a waving hand. He pushed past a group of battlers (including Aero and Wolf), and slid around a masterfully crafted replica of Moltres. They'd have to come back after the battle for a photo. He slipped on his AR glasses and handed the second pair to Bergamot Gristleborg (she hated carrying her own things). "So what are we fight- ARRRRGH!" Buzzster shouted, as a massive duck materialized in the Pokemon Center. "That's the boss, right? That big pink and blue thing?" He rolled up his sleeves and took out his phone. "So it's one of these app things?" he asked, opening settings. After a few minutes of looking over people's shoulders to see what he was doing wrong he managed to open the correct app. "Nice! So now I just tap the screen?"
He launched an attack at C0D13_2 and red text popped up.
NOT VERY EFFECTIVE...
"What? But I bloody hit it didn't I? Chryssa let me use your phone. Mine's 'bugged' or something."
{Damage Roll}D7eqNlhw2d100+20 +10 (Interact with Previous Post) +10 (Merch) Damage Dealt: 136 Attack type used: vs C0D13_2 HP: 1,449/5,000 2d100+20
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Bergamot Gristleborg
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Muddy Girl
Mythstar
Posts: 403
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Chryssa Glasgow
OOC Username: M00K
Arena Points: 37
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Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Oct 25, 2023 12:26:05 GMT 9
#s://a~l3n~co/i/qhnEfD~png "Just in time," said Chryssa smugly, taking the glasses from her uncle with a one-handed flourish and sliding them onto her head. "Ooooooooh!"
It was fun. One second, she'd been sitting in a perfectly normal merchandise store, albeit one filled with badly-behaved customers (Buzzster Hooperham included). The next, she was sitting in a destroyed merch store— no, one still in the process of being destroyed! Chryssa had never consciously wished she was inside a building when it was getting demolished, but now she wished she had. Imagine seeing a wrecking ball cave in a scene of normalcy like a brown paper bag— or explosions sending dolls flying and raining in all directions. It was amazing. It was inspiring.
She watched in morbid fascination as C0D13_2 dipped forward, sucking up a shelf of Guild Leader keychains and half the cash register. The woman behind it continued using it as if it hadn't been half-vaporized with money spilling out. Classic NPC, Chryssa thought, never mind the fact that this person was definitely realer than C0D13_2.
Uncle Zac's complaining shook her out of her daze. She showed no impatience with the giant redhead. Instead, she seized an opportunity. "What? Codie's infecting our digital devices now?" Her voice rose, adding to the performance. "What if he gets your credit card number? Or our account information? Did Hydance know this would happen?"
Her eyes gleamed, lost behind the curtain of her hair as she turned her face back down to her phone. She fired off another Player stamp, this time enjoying the attack animation in full as it chipped down the boss's health. Broken fluorescent lights rained sparks down from the ceiling as C0D13_2 wreaked his destruction, delighting Chryssa to the core.
{Damage Roll}hYnUHcTF2d100 +10 (Interact with Previous Post) +10 (Merch) +20 (Supereffective) Damage Dealt: 197 Attack type used: vs C0D13_2 HP: 1,252/5,000 2d100
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Verai
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You Can't Take Me
The Creed
Posts: 877
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Miyagawa Tarou
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 38
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Post by Verai on Oct 26, 2023 9:10:43 GMT 9
Tarou was exhausted- Not only was Bria demanding he be part of this… boss battle… she was also dragging him around when C0D13 moved around. Not just physically exhausting, but emotionally exhausting.
Bria scoffed, eyeballing the young woman nearby. “Our credit card numbers?” She huffed, looking from Bergamot Gristleborg to Tarou. “She knows Hydance already… has that, right? Because we’ve bought their stuff?”
“Be nice, Bria,” Tarou chided. She continued to scowl, but now at him.
“Be nice? When C0D13 is eating the litten plushes? Dad- Look!” She said, physically turning his head to look at the plushes which were getting sucked up by the boss.
He sighed, pulling out his phone, and squinted at it. “How does the type change work, now?” He grumbled, Bria leaning over his arm, and tapping the right attack for him.
{Damage Roll}iOCZoUnj2d100 +10 (Interact with Previous Post) +10 (Merch) +20 (Supereffective) Damage Dealt: 183 Attack type used: vs C0D13_2 HP:1,069/5,000 2d100
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