[ti]event[/ti] BOUNTY IN THE TIMBERLAND

They really had come, just as Lucky had expected them to. A word around the tree told him that there was a carriage running through soon-one that wasn't the usual outing to the player settlement. He had thanked the pool of water which had told him so-along with a few other ominous things that he just frankly wanted to shake off-and left at the time with only half-high hopes in his gut.

Those hopes weren't half as low now. He could see them taking a break, apparently having thought themselves off the tail of whoever had been chasing them. He could see the cages and the rust that creeped on the edges of them. In the dim light of the misted forest and the bleak casting of the bandit's torch, the rust reminded him of the color red.

He hated the color red nowadays.

"Godless little bastards, you are." Lucky saw no need to conceal the volume of his voice. In fact, he was loud enough for the two to hear him and thensome, a shrill whistle breaking from between his teeth as the two turned around to look at him. He whistled, and the murk nearby the camp responded. A monster arose from the inky depths of the water, a monster he had placed in there beforehand.

Whatever words that Serket had to say were lost under the gurgling of water in his mouth. He never had been a good talker-not even now. Thankfully, that appeared to help the image of a scary monster, for he had little to no resistance in smashing one of the cages open. Pokemon fell out at the bandit couple got a-whipping to get the carriage moving. Serket furiously threw a ball of toxic goop-the one that had been stirring in his mouth, corrupting slowly-at the gang as they departed. Lucky thought it hit one of them, but they were still running away.

No matter. He had plenty of other cut-off points in this forest to meet the two in. It was only a matter of time before the wraith of the forest reappeared...

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DELPHOX (200/200 HP) Reserve
Damaged by (opponent) for (0 HP)
Damaged by (action) for (0 HP)
Other

GYARADOS (Current/Max HP) Reserve
Damaged by (opponent) for (x HP)
Damaged by (action) for (x HP)
Other

DRAPION (667/700 HP) Active
Damaged by Morgem for (23 HP)
Damaged by Swallowing Bad Swamp Juice for (10 HP)
Other

The coffin of Orion's bed would creak as he kicked it open, it didn't matter where he logged off, he always awoke in his crypt.  Like some sort of haunted monster, he would stalk these forests like a spirit of vengeance.  Unfortunately for these pokerustlers, Ghostrider Orion was on the case.  As the fight roared on, a burst of fire from Sarah and her team would be his signal to enter.   Stomping out of his cave, Orion cracked his neck .  "Well then..."  gritting his teeth the fighter would limber up as the battle raged on.  Then, without warning he would simply twirl into battle, fast as lightning and angrier than the devil himself as he lunged forward and snatched at the Whirlipede, grabbing it by one of the horns and letting out a grunt.  The bug, for its part would thrash angrily against him, its spines slashing against his arms.  

"You fucks need to GET OUT OF MY FOREST" 

 Whirling like Achilles with his Lariat move, he would swing the bug around menacingling before SPIKING it into the ground like a foot ball.  Wavedashing back, he would create some space between the gang, their pokemon, and him, joining this show with a grin and a flourish of his hands as he summoned out two other pokemon.  Hades the Quilava and his Sneasil, Loki.

"Come fucking get some!"
"It's go time biatch!"
"I'm gonna cut you!"

She'd been pinged a few times about the event. Something she normally didn't really pay attention to unless the rewards were massive. But also she didn't really want to give up on something that seemed like it could get her one of the matching Pokemon she wanted. She had a female nidoran and now she needed a male one. Which if they progressed far enough through this event seemed like it could be likely after all. So with nerves of steel she logged in, ready to do whatever sort of damage she could to the bounty hunters.

Being limited to there Pokemon meant that she was fine with just leaving the Vulpix out of this. After all she'd just managed to catch it and none of it's stats were pumped up. So she would make due with what she had. Three Pokemon would be fine. Garnet especially now that Diva saw the bug type rolling about on the field. As she saw other players running about the field she couldn't help but wonder what they had been actually doing. Pokemon were still in cages and the enemies seemed to be more than a little prepared for them. But she wasn't going to let that stop her from winning this out.

With a flick of her wrist she released just one of her Pokemon. The Rufflet. It would be good enough for now to take care of this mess. "Garnet, let's take care of this mess shall well?" Fog swirled as Garnet flapped his wings, ready to take on the bug type in front of them. Dark forests seemed to be a theme in this game. She couldn't remember if she'd been here before but it was fine. She had nothing against it. "Focus the bug Garnet." With a screech the flying type launched himself towards the bug quickly, movement flickering some as the Aerial Ace moved him in and out of existence it seemed at moments.

With the other Pokemon in the distraction she attempted to work on the cage a bit, getting the Pokemon out was another directive of this mission. Other than just defeating the bounty hunters for whatever reason. "Come on little ones, don't you want to have a little bit more room to move about?" It was the best she could do. She wasn't good at winning others over. She wasn't Nikoli.

active pokemon

sobble: 150/150

rufflet ( out ): 120 / 150

nidoran f: 400/400

link to roll

Fast Attack x3 - Rowlett
Aerial Ace x3 on the Whirlipede
Damage Taken: -30 HP (-10 per dice)
18+5+17= 40
+ Rarity (0 | 5 | 10 | 15) + Supereffective (20)

Total: 70

It didn't matter if orioncayge had the bug, because a blur of razor wings and piercing beak tore through what little remained of the zombie-esque Whirlipede's health. diva had arrived just in time to save her. "Thanks for the assist," she said, tipping her head at the newcomer, who was now busy freeing the trapped Pokemon. "Good idea, multitasking is the name of the game, isn't it?" Sarah joined in, and the sparks from her hands caught on the webbing, burning through the silk as they ripped free the Phantump and Timbur.


Chell roared as Herdier chomped down on her leg. Normally a bite from a little pup wouldn't faze her, but this battle had been brutal so far and the injuries were catching up to her. Not to mention the slow chip of the poison. "Chell, come rest, let Freedom take out that damn yapper."

The dependable pillar of steel and stability took the field, letting out a screech of metal before tossing a boulder at the terrified Herdier.

The dog leapt aside as the boulder smashed into a nearby pine, spraying the area with sharp chunks of wood and cracked stone and sending some roosting Rookidees flying into the night.

Herdier tried to take on the Duraludon, but it was a matter of being simple outsized. A single dog could never hope to stand up to the towering construction of strength and steel. Its bites skidded off the shining hide, and its growls only reverberated against the gleaming, powerful facade of the construct.

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CHARMELEON (88/300)

PIGNITE (79/300)

DURALUDON (381/400)
Damaged by (Herdier) for (9 HP)
Damaged by (Retaliation) for (10 HP)

Remember kids: work smart, not hard.

From a tree’s heights the cat(girl) had watched as swift justice was brought upon bounty hunters and their pokémon. Unseen she had remained, although not by will or her own efforts – she simply had been unnoticed due to the timberland’s fog and the event’s very nature.

That works out better for her, this branch she’s sitting on is pretty damn comfortable.

She had fully intended to jump in once most of the work had been done and take some of the credit (which she totally deserves, obviously), but a stay DARK PULSE hitting the Cryogonal hovering idly by her side. Poor Ancile is rattled, and rattled as he is, his back no longer makes for the perfect mirror Tuesday sometimes uses him as. How is she supposed to make sure her circlet is perfectly aligned now?!

"Uhmm… Rude as fuck?"

Now, here’s a lesson to be remembered from gothic literature: cats are mean, evil, vengeful, and oftentimes murderous.

So are their loyal servants.

Cold is notorious in these timberlands, yet it’s the moment Tuesday speaks up that the temperature drops harshly, causing the poor little trapped pokémon to shiver in their cage. A maniacal laughter echoes among trees, and from within the mist, chains of ice coated in ACID reach for the rude little imp that finds itself struggling with the TOXIC SPIKES released by Allotta Bambooga’s Nidoran. The chains wrap around Morgrem, cold and poisonous. In the swirls of the fog, the eyes of a Cryogonal shine with menace, watching its prey.

Here’s another thing to remember: all black cats may be witches in disguise, but all gold cats will let others do their work for them whenever they can.

"Nice one. Let me know when it’s done." Tuesday tells her pokémon while once again getting comfortable on her branch.

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CRYOGONAL 367/400 (ACTIVE)
-33 from getting rattled by Morgrem

WHILIPEDE 200/200
NIDORAN F 100/100

"Oi boss!"  Loki barked over the clamor of the conflict.  Orion could barely hear over the sound of Sarah Lee 's Duraldon going sikko mode alongside him.  Had anyone ever told him he'd be fighting side by side with some massive fuck off metal looking pokemon a few years ago he'd ask them where he could get whatever they were smoking.  Now, he was vengeance, he was the spirit of the forest coming to reap unspoken horrors on these bandits.  He would blast shitty recorder music into their ears until they begged for mercy, and he would whisper into their ears.

"Get fucked nerds."

"BOSS!"  

The insistent shouting managed to peel Orion's gaze from the fight to see Loki sprinting up to him.  The fighter hardly had time to react as the sneaky weasel reached into his pocket and filched something.  "The goons are loose!  Hades and trying to corral em but you need to help out!  Lemme take this stupid mutt and cut him down to size."  Orion would nod, tagging out with the weasel but not without the Herdier nipping at his ankle.  "Get em Loki!"

"OI!"  Loki would growl, swiping at the dog and pushing him away from his trainer.  "I'm your dance partner now."  The weasel pokemon would grin and brandish an item.  "And I have one hell of an upgrade here for me..."  Crushing the item, the Pokémon would begin to glow and shift, when all was said and done, the once dark furred pokemon was now a silvery white.  "And unfortunately for you, despite the rocky start me and 'Rion had, I happen to take after him a lot."

The dog growled, dodging away from a swipe from Duraldon and baring it's fangs.  The now Hisuain Sneasel would simply crack his neck menacingly.

"COME FUCKING GET SOME."  Loki howled charging forward, brandishing his fists as he let out a rapid procession of pummeling strikes.    The Herdier would return with chomping bites and thrashing strikes, matching each strike of Loki's with one of his own, but the Sneasel didn't flinch.  Just like his trainer he didn't fear pain, he feared losing.  

...

Meanwhile Hades was barking orders to the panicking wild pokemon.  "Oi!  This way!  Away from the hunters!  Shelter is this way!  Safety this way!  Yummy snacks and refreshments this way!"  That last bit was a lie, but hey, whatever he could do to corral the herd away from danger.

"Hades!"  Orion would grunt catching up to the Quilava.  "How are things looking?!?"

"Not good boss!  Shit's going sideways faster than a Taco Tuesday without any tortillas!"  

"Damn!"  Orion grunted.  "That's not good at all!"  He would grab a panicking Phantump and redirect it's path towards safety before scanning the crowd.  He hardly had time to realize there was a scared Nidoran (Male) clinging to his ankle until he tried to take a step forward and found it weighted down.  "Oh shit, hey lil dude."

The small...rat thing would look up to him with trembling eyes.  "...Scared..."


"No need for fear buddy, Orion Cayge is here!"

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Orion (Orion) (325/400) Active

-10 from swapping
Catching a Nidoran (M)

Hades (Quilava) (250/250) Status

Null

Loki (Sneasel) (191/250) Status

-59 HP from duking it out with Herdier

Loki roared with all the fury of a devil straight out of hell as his fist flew in a flurry unmatched in speed and ferocity. Bruised and Bloody, the Herdier fought with all its might as it snarled and snapped back at his foe. He could feel his own fighting force diminish as each stray scratch or bite marred his form, or whenever he managed to take a slam from the creature barreling at him full tilt. He would be feeling all of this in the morning for sure. It was a pitched battle, twin devils throwing down in the haunted forests. Perhaps in another life they could have been friends, or perhaps had Loki not run into Orion he would have been in one of those cages. There was not telling, and there was no point.

This was his forest, their forest, their home.

If some chucklefucks wanted to play poacher, they would learn to fear what lurked in the forest. He was what goes bump in the night, and he would pound into their skulls what happened when you disrespected the forest. Every time they made some sort of nasty plot they would get a nasty sense of Deja Vu. The Herdier backed away and reared up for a charge, another tackle most likely. Loki was ready, planting his feet, taking a deep breath, and then as he threw his punch he exhaled.

Just like Orion.

WHAM! The Sneasels fist slamed into the sinister snout of the Herdier, sending it careening to the side and out like a light. The weasel grinned as he raised his hands into the air.

"GET FUCKED NERD!"

...

Orion turned to Momo cradling his newly acquired Nidoran, half in the moment and half thinking about what he would name the future Nidoking.  "Yo yo!  Looks like we've got em on the ropes but I don't know how much longer tweedle dee and tweedle bitch are hanging around this sitch.  You got anyone with a little oomph to put their last boy out?"  He'd watch as she popped a ball at the dog before raising an eyebrow.  "You uh...got anything besides a bootleg nerf gun  Maybe some real heat?"

Hades would continue his work, ushering pokemon out of cages and towards freedom, primed and ready to blast at anyone or anything that would ruin the escape.  For all they knew something else was waiting around the corner to fuck on their day.  With that thought he paused and gave a tree a couple thumps, unsure exactly why but he recalled Orion constantly saying something to the effect of "Knock on wood."

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Orion (Orion) (325/400) Active
Helping Pokepals escape

Hades (Quilava) (250/250) Status
Helping Pokebros.

Loki (Hisuian Sneasel) (138/250) Status
Damaged by (opponent) for 59
DA CHAMP