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Post by Wolf on Aug 25, 2023 6:54:59 GMT 9
As soon as the previous trade animation was complete, another trade notification rang in her wolf ears. Rhaenyra was quick to moved to the next, pale golden orbs briefly read the offer. “Really,” the woman mumbled to herself, a simply hand gesture to accept the trade offer, “Another glameow, huh?”
Again, the half woman half wolf avatar watched the trade animation. No one wanted a glameow in this game. Poor thing. Not that she was complaining, neither did Rhaenyra. It was sort of surprising, though. Normal types often have a large range of moves it can learn from different elements. Does glameow not have that? Either way, she was going to trade it to the trade shop so how cares.
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Post by Wolf on Aug 25, 2023 6:45:47 GMT 9
Finally, the time has come. It has taken longer than expected, much longer really. Too long. Work has been crazy busy in the real life, leaving the woman finding no the time or the energy to get on for several weeks. But today, Rhaenyra had a few hours to mess around for a little bit. Not much, a little.
The game loaded in smoothly, eyes fluttered open to a new day in the world of Unvor. And just as the wolf eared woman took in her surroundings to remember where she last logged off at, a series of notification alerted her. Her pale golden orbs flickered to the red bell, a simply hand gesture opened the messages to see what this was about.
“Oh yeah,” the hybrid mumbled to herself, swift to accepted the trade offer, “I forgot about that.” Just before she last logged off, Rhaenyra put several pokemon up for trade in the wanted board. Not that she was looking for anything in particular, but wanted to share what she caught before taking whatever she had left to the trade shop to get an eevee. “I’m surprised someone actually wanted a corsola,” she mumbled to herself, watching the animation of the trade, “I knew it was rare but still.”
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Post by Wolf on Aug 22, 2023 22:20:17 GMT 9
OOC NAME: outcast REDEEMING (4) TICKETS (maximum 4) - MOVE MOD: Thunder Wolf - TITLE: THE TEMPEST Wolf (display) - STORY ITEM: ASH'S GOODBYE LETTER Wolf - BATTLE ITEM: PRINCE'S SPELLBOOK Wolf FINALIZED?: Yes
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Post by Wolf on Jul 21, 2023 10:20:52 GMT 9
There was so much going on, more than Rhaenyra could comprehend at the moment. One minute, everyone was attacking the zapdos with all they got to save the shrine. The next, the Professor was calling off the attack in favor of another solution to the problem. Which was it? Attack or not.
As soon as Zapdos was within range of the beams, they activated. Beams of light shot into the heavens, breaking through any thing that stood in their way. Zapdos summons up his defenses, the barriers providing little to no stop of the many beams that want to take it down. And as a beam breaks through the screens, the thunder bird attempts aerial acrobatics to dodge them. With Rhaenyra and her team on his wing, this might she had to hold on for dear life. The hybrid cursed under her breath, struggling to herself balanced on the avian’s wing. “Lagertha. Jethro. Keep close and hold on.” Kneeling down, the woman grabbed clumps of feathers between her fingers to hold onto.
Zapdos soared through the sky, dodging beams as they broke through the light barriers. It cried out for them to hold him, save his life and understand him. That was until suddenly, the music fades and something popups on her screen by force. Two options. Pick one. She read them as carefully as she could, knowing there was probably a time limit to it. And after weighting her own views and how she would like the game to progress for her story, the wolf girl choice FIND ANOTHER WAY.
Abruptly, the music blasted in her wolf ears. A new objective prop, telling her to aim for duraludon cannons instead. “Ohhh…” the wolf girl spoke softly in surprised, moving carefully to peak over zapdos wing to see the beams. Just as she did, a beam blasted towards her. Rhaenyra falling back while zapdos shield attempted to block it. “How in the h3ll is she to do that?!”
In the corner of her eye, she sees people jumping off zapdos and using the light screen shields to aid their descend. “Are they crazy? H3ll no! I'm not jumping.” Pale golden orbs fell upon her pokemon, giving them a nod. What is they just caused chaos below them? “Just aim for any of them within range. Lagertha. Twister. Jethro. Earthquake.” Surely, that should mess a lot of them. Right?
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Post by Wolf on Jul 15, 2023 11:17:20 GMT 9
FreeformZONE C The channels flooded with shouts and cries from players, forcing Rhaenyra to try and tone it all out for her own sanity. Was this really the time for all this? And despite the chaos and the realization that their professor might be wrong in this fight, the wolf hybrid tried to remain faced on the task before her. Staying alive.
Zapdos cries out, explaining his side of this mission and how it would affect him if they succeed. Rhaenyra braces herself, feeling the mighty bird shift its weight and prepared for another counter attack. “Brace yourself Izumi and Jethro,” the player cried out as she struggled to keep her balance on his wing, “He’s going to att-“
Floating fragments of sharp rock materialized out of no where, racing towards them. Rhaenyra arms rose instinctively, shielding her face from the impending impalements of rock. However, the rocks never got to her. Instead, the break upon contact of the protective shield. Oh right. Story mode. Her pokemon though, weren’t as lucky as her. Izumi screams out in pain, the rock hitting her twice as hard giving that she was week to rock type attacks. “Izumi!” It was took late. The fox legs buckled, out cold.
Jethro was doing much better this round. The sharp rock crashed into his tough exterior, though painful it barely left a mark. “Hold tough,” the player mumbled, swiftly recalling her starter pokemon and replacing her with another. “Good work Jethro.” The mashtomp grinned, keeping close to his master. “Lagertha,” the woman mumbled, pale golden orbs on the timid dragon snake, “Keep close.” The dratini nodded.
Suddenly, rain poured from the skies, loud claps of thunder boomed, and brilliant flashes of lighting lite them up. Drenched in mere minutes, deaf for a minute, and blinded for a second. Pulling her red furred lined hood over her head, her gaze fixed on the Zapdos. What else are they to do other than keep fighting? At least point, it was for their lives. “Lagertha, Twister. Jethro, mud shot.”
The dratini cried out, summoning a twister in the mix of this madness. Why not right? The marshtomp took in a deep breath, cheeks filled with water and mud. Soon, his wide mouth burst open and sent thick glops of wet mud at the Zapdos.
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Post by Wolf on Jul 15, 2023 8:22:22 GMT 9
Rhaenyra was relieved to finally escaped the litter box, the smell was really starting to get to her. However, the feeling of success was quick diminished upon the other side. As she kicked the litter that clung to her boots, pale golden fell upon the colorful array of giant plastic traps. And beneath her feet, a shifty cardboard flat. What on earth was this now?
Several others play when on ahead, already figuring out the game. Recalling her pokemon and summoning another, the dragon worm materialized within seconds. “Come on Lagertha,” the wolf hybrid grumbled, “I think we need to follow the path without getting caught. Your agility should be useful here.” “Are you sure?” The dratini replied, weary in her tone, “It looks dangerous.” “We’ll be fine as long as we are careful and move fast.” The dragon let out a nervous cry, but nodded all the same.
“On my mark.”
“Go!”
dratini used agility!
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Post by Wolf on Jul 13, 2023 11:06:30 GMT 9
FreeformZONE A to ZONE C There was nothing but chaos, leaving Rhaenyra feeling lost beyond belief. So many questions ran through her head as the fight waged on. Who side were they on? Wasn’t the adjective to get the shrine form him? Was the Professor the villain in all of this? Is Zapdos a god? What in the heck did she miss?
There was no time to think. Zapdos attacks those who were the closest, quickly turning his attention to the hovering disk. Sharp pointed beak drilled into the platform, Rhaenyra leaping to the outer rim of the disk in an attempt to dodge the attack. She called for her pokemon to dodge. However, her type null refuses to go down. He stands his ground, growl echoing in his helmet. He attempts to fight back, only to be knocked out in the end. Izumi heard her trainers call, quick coming to her aid and effectively retreating from the attack.
She cursed, recalling her beloved type null before her panicked gaze met her braixen. “Move us! Now!” With a flick of her stick, the braixen used her escaped ability to move their location from zone a to zone c. And just as their reappeared on their new zone, the professor calls out to attack as moltres reveals her aid. Reaching into her pocket, Rhaenyra was quick to summon her next pokemon. The mashtomp materialized, eyes wide at the scene he was forced to take in all at once. “Izumi, stay close to me incase we need to move. Jethro, go.”
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Post by Wolf on Jul 8, 2023 11:34:55 GMT 9
FreeformZONE A It was an all out attack. Everyone and anyone gave zapdos a piece of their mind. And while some straight up attacked with brute forced, other provided much needed healing or prepared for a counter from the electrifying bird. Much to Rhaenyra’s surprised, their preparations worked in their favor. Zapdos rose the lead pipe despite the onslaught of attacks, swinging it wildly at them only to miss its attack. The hybrid let out a breath of air, relieved. However, it wasn’t done yet.
Zapdos growled angrily, calling out someone out within the many that surround it while others plead to know what was he wanted. Suddenly, the electric bird sends out shock waves energy. Wolf ears twitched to the sounds of screaming in panic, Rhaenyra feeling her heart race. Zapdos called out to them more, more anger in each of his words. It targets certain players, unleashing a portion of his wrath on them before ascending further up into the sky.
A jerk off the elevator catches the wolf girl off guard, stumbling slightly as she can’t help but keep her eyes on the legendary. In that moment, Rhaenyra’s eyes widen as Zapdos spoke. Did… Did it just call for back up… from… Moltres? Little paper birds scatter within a blink of en eye. They were doomed.
A harsh chill was in the air, every exhale of a breath casted a wisp of heat from her mouth. Pulling her furred lined red jacket tighter, her gaze still fixed on the Zapdos. “Let’s keep the heat on you two,” the woman called out to her creatures, a hand rose to point to the emery, “Izumi use flame charge. Ziryan use metal sound.” The Braixen gave a firm nod, waving her stick wand before her. A flame ignited in the tip of the stick. She waved it around gracefully, only to send a wave of FLAMEs CHARG(E)ING at the Zapdos. Meanwhile, the type null emitted a low growl that rattled in her helmet. Dark gaze fell upon the creature, mouth parted to emitted an ear piercing METAL on metal SOUND towards the legendary.
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Post by Wolf on Jul 6, 2023 10:41:23 GMT 9
In no time at all, they were victories. And as the next stage was set, another round of pidgeys came out ready to start a fight. Strangely enough, these weren’t just normal avians. On their head, berets. And in their talons, baguettes. They squawked angrily, ready to fight. Rhaenyra rolled her eyes, this game was something else. She kinda liked it.
Reaching one and summoning out another, the icy feline casted both his trainer and the avians a dark icy glare. “Please take them out.” As she spoke, the flock of birds screeched into the heavens. It started her, eyes widen as several of the bird came at her furious. “Fenrir!” The glaceon hissed, reminding the last time he had to deal with this pesky birds. He leaped into the air, ready to slam into them with all his might.
GLACEON used DOUBLE EDGE!
Prompt 12: [Tower]9ZboIYo51d50 1d50
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Post by Wolf on Jul 6, 2023 10:32:13 GMT 9
The attack hit again. Though this time, seemingly not as effective as the last. Regardless, it was clear the poor little pink corsola was done. And in the last ditch effort to save itself, the water type pokemon attempt to harden its shell. Rhaenyra scoffed, reaching into her furred lined red jacket to pluck out an empty sphere. Ziryan growled, it rattled in his helmet. “Easy,” she numbed to him, a heavy sigh escaped as she strolled up to the worn out water type, “You did well. It’s done.”
Kneeling down next to the wild pokemon, her gaze looked over it. Dirty, beaten, and bruised. Poor thing. An arm extended out, a hand held the capsule. It lowered, tapping the ball on the creature. It burst open in her hand, hand flexed to let the ball do its magic and suck the creature in. And once in, the sphere closed. It wiggled in her grasp, the hybrid standing to let it do its thing. “It’s a fight. Shame it’s going to be traded away for something else.”
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Post by Wolf on Jul 6, 2023 10:17:34 GMT 9
The metal sound had done its work on the wild pokemon. The corsola screeched in agony, eyes squeezed shut though its screams of pain null to the metal sound. And as soon as the shock waves of metal on metal settled, it left the wild pokemon gasping for air as exhaustion overwhelmed it. Watching the pokemon be in pain wasn’t something the woman enjoyed, to be frank. In fact, it was more painful than she could have imagined. In some ways, she always pictured pokemon as real life creatures with an element twist. But the real pokemon games, it never really showed the impact after battling or even during a battle. It simply fainted, that’s it. Observing it now, it was harsh.
Yet, Rhaenyra had to remind herself it was indeed a game. Pixels and codes. And in this game, she was Rhaenyra. Rhaenyra only cares about pokemon she wants. Unfortunately, this corsola wasn’t on her list of keeps. “Again Ziryan,” the woman grunted in a low tone, arms folded over her chest, expression emotionless, “Knock it out already. This is already taking way too much time.”
At the sound of his trainer getting impatient, this triggered another wave of frustration and anger in the type null. She said to prove his strength, this not helping. Much let before, Ziryan mouth opened. A shock wave of horrific ear piercing metal on metal shrilled towards the wild pokemon, the METAL SOUND rippling towards the wild pokemon in hopes to knock it out cold.
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Post by Wolf on Jul 6, 2023 9:47:19 GMT 9
He came in hot and fast, ready to crash into the corsola with all his might. And as expected, he did. The blow sent the creature back several paces, the creature even screaming in pain. It landed harshly on the ground, tumbling over itself several times before coming to a sliding halt. Honestly, Rhaenyra was starting to feel bad for the poor thing. Yet, it was only pixels. Right? “Keep it up Ziryan, it’s almost done.”
The type null head his head high, regal in its stance. His dark gaze held the weary once of the wild pokemons, watching and waiting for the next move. It took time for the creature to get to its feet, stumbling on its feet. Ziryan let out a long drawn out growl, tired of fighting this weak thing. It needs to fall already. Another stream of water came at him, baring the attack. And when the stream was done, Ziryan mouth opened. A shock wave of horrific ear piercing metal on metal shrilled towards the wild pokemon, the METAL SOUND unbearable to those who stand in its path.
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Post by Wolf on Jul 6, 2023 9:31:18 GMT 9
The type null charged forward, gaze set on the pink pokemon known as corsola. He wasn’t going to back down, not for a weak little fish. His body collided with the water type, sending the poor pink pokemon several paces back before it came to a sliding stop. It took a moment to recover, shifting on its feet before it eyes them darkly. And without warning, its mouth opened. A stream of water erupted from its mouth, successfully hitting Ziryan. He grunted, digging his talons into the earth.
Anger boiled in the creature, a loud vicious snarl echoed into his helmet. A dim white glow encase his frame, limbs suddenly light as a feather. And when ready, the type null launched himself forward. In a blink of an eye, Ziryan leaped into action. White streaks of light followed in his path, moving faster than he ever has before. His aim, hit his foe with a swiftness of a flying type attack of aerial ace.
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Post by Wolf on Jul 4, 2023 12:35:10 GMT 9
FreeformZONE A This was Rhaenyra’s first raid in Unovr. And although the wolf hybrid wouldn’t admit it, she was feeling kind of nervous for this. Luckily though, the game makers offered three different difficulties when the announcement was broadcasted a while back. It pained her a little to pick story mode, the easiest out of the three. But, the player wanted to get a better idea of how raids work before going all in. Was that a bad thing? Maybe…
As soon as the count down for the raid hit zero, the grey silvery haired woman was teleported within a blink of an eye. Within seconds, her digital body materialized on a metallic platform. Pale golden orbs took in her surrounds as others spawned in as well, noting the dark ominous clouds in the near distance. The Professor began to speak, Rhaenyra too distracted by the incoming storm clouds to fully take in what was being said. And in the end, the only thing she retained was to attack the zapdos and good luck.
Suddenly, the flash of lightning reached across the sky in an angry fit of violence. Thunderous booms echoes throughout the land, rattling anything that didn’t have something solid to hold into it. The elevator the wolf earned woman stood o moved, forcing the woman to check her balance. Rhaenyra held her emotionless mask, though her eyes filled with astonishment at the sight of the yellow legendary known as Zapdos. Damn, he’s a big boi!
It hissed loudly at them, declaring war and ready to fight. And as soon as he did so, the raid has began. Trainers from all around her call out to attack, forcing her to fumble on calling forth her team. Within seconds, the familiar frames of her Braixen and Type Null materialized. Both taking a moment or two to take in what the heck was going on before the woman called out her down attacks. “We don’t have time to waste. Izumi use psybeam and Ziryan use aerial ace.”
Ziryan leaped into action, leaving no room for hesitation. A growl rumbled in his throat, echoing in his helmet. A white glow encase his frame, body light as a feather as the Type Null darted towards the Zapdos. Leaving behind streaks of white, his aim was to Aerial Ace into the might bird with all his might.
Izumi, on the other hand, plucked the stick from her fluffy tail. Eyes closed, pulling forth psychic energy. And when she felt ready, eyes shot open and muzzle parted. Holding her stick to her mouth, a beam of multicolored beam shot out from her muzzle. The psybeam was aimed for the Zapdos, hoping to do some damage to help out.
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Post by Wolf on Jun 29, 2023 23:56:36 GMT 9
Rhaenyra missed the first few rounds of the last tower of worms challenge. She had only just joined the game at the time. And after the last one was complete, she was rewarded with a rare DNA sample of a worm she actually liked. It was unfortunate that she only was rewarded one sample, leaving her to find or collect four more in order to get the legendary herself. But as she moved through the notifications that bombarded her menus when she first logged in, the hybrid was surprised that yet another tower of worms have been started. Quickly, she joined.
Pale golden orbs took in the ancestral tree, marveling at its sheer size and beauty. That was, until a swarm of hangry pidgey began fly about and attempt to pluck her. She cursed under her breath, reaching into her pockets to pluck a sphere while flailing an arm about to keep them at bay. “Get them off of me,” the woman called out ti who ever she summoned, “Quick!”
The glaceon titled his head, cold eyes on the trainer as she seemed to be struggling with the swarm of avians. And at first, he just watched in amusement. Watching his trainer throw her arms about, much like one of those wacky waving inflatable arm flailing tubemans. His moment of amusement came to an end only a minute or two later, a few of the birds turning their attention to the ice type and attempting to pluck him too. Fenrir snarled, body became surround in white streaks of aura. And without warning, the glaceon began to charge into any pidgey he could reach with his DOUBLE-EDGE.
GLACEON used DOUBLE-EDGE
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