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Post by Kazuki on Jul 14, 2023 5:23:26 GMT 9
And just when he’s sure he’s provoked Verai, the world flips.
There’s a strange, hollow CLANG! as Steelix’s tail collides with the barrier, the impact still enough to send his trainer’s assailant whirling away—with said trainer.
Kazuki hisses, his head smashed against a cold chestplate, hands scrambling against metal as they spin through the air. It takes a good second before the dizziness subsides, Kazuki finding himself, of all things—saved. Their trajectory is lost. Verai stammers, jarred and rattled as if his brain has been through tumble-dry.
“You are impossible,” Kazuki croaks, pulling himself from the armor enough to shove his fingers in his mouth, his whistle sharp enough to permeate lightning.
Steelix, still riding his little antigravity bubble, swims back at the sound. With almost apologetic tenderness, he moves his body to act as a cushion for the hamster ball of trainers.
At the touch of safe ground, Kazuki shoves Verai off him and stumbles to his feet. His ponytail is loose, hair half stuck to his face and his ruined armor.
“That’s why you’re so hellbent on this?” he says, voice low. “Because you see yourself in him?” The chains. Being made to fight against his will.
Kazuki’s eyes narrow. “You aren’t him, Ver. And he isn’t you, because while you are also an infuriating bastard, you would sooner sacrifice yourself for someone who wants to kill you than fight someone who doesn't deserve it.”
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You Can't Take Me
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Post by Kazuki on Jul 14, 2023 4:42:44 GMT 9
Kazuki chokes, the hands sinking into Verai’s face releasing to move upward, grabbing the metal gauntlet cutting into his throat. His fingers flinch. The metal is freezing, but they grip into the studded grooves, trying to pry it off him.
They manage just enough for him to speak. “And you are deciding,” he chuckles, “that saving your fake bird is more important than saving a fake world. I wonder what that says about you?” Perhaps he shouldn’t have brought up family, but the point is made. There are children playing this game. Not all of them have doting parents.
There’s a harsh grinding off to the side. Steelix rumbles, the metal behemoth catching sight of the fight. The end of his tail, a tip sharpened like an anchor, swishes through the pelting rain, aiming for the assailant.
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You Can't Take Me
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Post by Kazuki on Jul 14, 2023 4:02:24 GMT 9
Kitten’s protest falls on deaf ears, Kazuki’s focus entirely on his target, the rickety platform keeping him from steady. The antigravity belt offers some relief for Verai’s exhausted arms, but Kazuki had never figured out propulsion. Without the other’s grip, he would be aimless.
And yet, when Verai speaks, it’s with the voice of a man lost to his own goddamn sympathies.
“Pleasure? PLEASURE?” Kazuki roars, unhooking his fingers from steel to grab Verai’s face, trying to drill his words—sense—into a brick wall. “You’ve been to Mistra! You’ve seen what Corruption can do! Now, we finally have a fucking solution, and you’re throwing it away just because one giant bird squawks?!”
This righteousness had once been a favorite of his. He didn’t care about disagreements—disagreements were just more buttons to push. It is one of the things that made Verai fun.
This is not fun. Watching the man deny victory in favor of playing hero for a creature that nearly killed him is not fun.
“Ver. He isn’t real. The players that go through Mistra are real. Taking him down means making Asper safe.” The fingers clinging to Verai’s skin pinch, trembling in the freezing storm. “Do you think we're the only ones that'll suffer? What would you do if your daughter opened this game, walked into that death trap, and saw her worst nightmare?”
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Post by Kazuki on Jul 14, 2023 3:20:59 GMT 9
All camaraderie and jest falls silent in wake of the next round of announcements. The Professor’s voice is steady despite the harsh wave of criticism and doubt, reaching crescendo as she establishes just what she is here for. Her purpose, her ambitions—her failures.
Stretching yourself thin and pouring out everything you have for a single lofty goal, against all reason and odds—now that is familiar. That is something Kazuki knows better than pixel creatures and games. That is human.
He listens even as Zapdos makes his stand, the bird’s scream to Ash, to the skies, to humanity: his cry for help. Kazuki is a piece of shit and a half, but he can recognize it, can feel the pain saturating each decibel. He has, begrudgingly, at a crawl’s pace, learned to see heart within these artificial beings. It has taken months of fighting, making stupid mistakes, and traumatizing to make this progress.
But sympathy does not take precedence in wake of necessity.
He has seen and walked and suffered through the horrors that lie in the border of Asper. The life of a prince is not worth an entire kingdom.
He doesn’t know how he catches Verai’s words, but he does—always so attuned, his world capable of zeroing into that voice beyond the storm—and while Verai takes in a breath, he lets go of his own.
“Hold steady, Snake.”
Steelix blinks. <TRAINER…?> His slow drawl loud with alarm as he feels the weight on his back shift, hears the sound of clinking armor, until all he feels connecting him and his trainer are the man’s shoes.
There are thousands upon thousands of feet worth of howling winds below. Kazuki only offers it a glance, before he launches off his pokemon’s back, his eyes set beyond the chasm, to the infuriating man flying just within reach.
And collides in a crash of metal. He sinks his claws into the handcrafted armor, his hair a soggy curtain that drapes over the two of them as he glares into clear eyes that can’t see him. Into eyes that can only see Zapdos.
“You are going nowhere.” He hisses. “You heard the Prof. This is the only way. The Prince has to go.”
And then, quietly, but with no less vitriol: “Or do you really care so fucking little about the rest of us?”
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Post by Kazuki on Jul 13, 2023 14:44:01 GMT 9
Kazuki huffs, but doesn’t brush off the hand resting on his arm. “It’s not a kindness. It’s just facts, Ver.”
<Found ‘em!> A familiar voice squeaks. Kazuki turns his head to see his cat bulldoze into the alley, only for Sprigatito to hit the brakes, pink eyes wide at the sight of the trainers standing close together.
<Ah! AH!> He leaps to tackle Kitten. <Nevermind! SHH, KITTEN! SHHHH!> Even as small as he is, he can recognize a special moment when he sees it! He tries dragging Kitten out of the alley by chomping and yanking her ear. <Nryu! Wrr ruinging th’ mumun!!!>
“Aaand that’s our cue.” Kazuki turns, arm moving around Verai to pull him forwards, walking him out of the dingy alley. “Come on, stop leaning on that. You’re getting the kimono dirty.”
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Post by Kazuki on Jul 13, 2023 3:43:29 GMT 9
They survive the desert pit from hell in relatively one piece, but Kazuki is refusing to let Combusken out of her pokeball after the last fiasco. Pignite has taken the stage instead, and suffice to say, he’s a little concerned.
<How does this work again…?>
<After the cheese balloon pops, cheese pours down into the track, pushing the toy mouse into the mouse wheel, and the mouse wheel will fill the bowl with pellets, releasing the giant KILL hammer!> A Patrat is hard at work on a portion of the trap, not seeming to realize its construction companion has already been deposed, and is now unconscious, upside-down in a pile of woodshavings. <Now to just get the hammer to release… AH-HA!>
A comically massive hammer comes zooming through the air, only to get repeatedly and brutally hit with palm strikes. It is thrown backwards, slamming straight into the wall above Patrat’s head, cracking it. Wide, terrified eyes stare at Pignite as flakes of wall shower its fur.
<Oh, sorry,> Pignite says.
The Patrat collapses from shock.
PIGNITE USED ARM THRUST! NEXT PROMPT #82: [Tower]m3fhVPHC1d50 1d50
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Post by Kazuki on Jul 11, 2023 19:41:10 GMT 9
Mechanical (Easy)ZONE D Professor Ash’s announcement pierces through the storm, and to Kazuki, it’s a reminder. He had once come to her with questions, only to withhold the full truth at the hunch that her guidance would be useless. The decision has haunted him since the Parasite symptoms grew dire, but it’s now that he realizes it might have been the right decision after all.
She’s an NPC. It has been easy to follow her orders, being led by promises of loot and fun and trusting in the game’s deliberate coding. Now, it feels as if it’s the players who’ve been turned into pawns, and they’re steadily being marched across the board to a loss.
“Son of a bitch!” He hisses, fist colliding with Steelix’s back. “What was the escort mission then? He’s actually just a bird? His human form was just some Dream World illusion bullshit?” He’s going to tear his hair out. He is. “Were we tripping balls that entire time?!”
Steelix hums as he continues to float in an antigravity bubble through Zapdos’ gale, a little concerned for whatever is going on back there, but because the Player isn’t in battle, the sensation of Kazuki banging his head on his back just feels like a rather pleasant massage.
With his head lightly bleeding, Kazuki finally gets it together enough to buzz the Professor. “Oi, Prof!” He is one among the endless landslide of frantic voices coming in, a flood after Kallisto’s initial warning. “Your biggest pitch for why we should help you was because the shrine would cleanse Mistra. How do you know?” His intention with Zapdos had been to provoke him into dropping the shrine–an idea from reading Domino’s message–but the bird had provided a hint instead. "Were it within my power, I would have cleansed it myself already." “The bird just showed off a memory. Seems like the Giant Shrine is its little wand, and waving it at the corruption had done nothing in the past.”
He clicks his tongue. “Maybe it warded it off when it was still landlocked and that’s why the Steppes didn’t get infected, but it’s airborne now, and from what the bird said, it sounds like it’ll explode if we make him drop it. If the shrine can’t do what you said it could, then what reason do we have to help you except save that research you keep mentioning?” Because after all, in the months of the shrine’s disappearance, the player base had been getting by just fine with the remaining shrines.
He doesn’t like Zapdos. He finds him irritating on a personal level. But he despises feeling like a puppet even more—and a puppet to a losing cause especially.“You’re a professor. Your work is getting questioned. You’d better get to defending it.”
He leaves it at that.
He tries to calm down, but the effort is turned moot when the solitude he assumed he’d be getting in the zone is disrupted. And of course, it’s the last face he wants to see.
“You.” He can’t resist looking from where he holds onto Steelix to glare daggers at the man who seems to be at death’s door. It’s a karmic intervention if he’s ever seen it. “There are no words to describe how much I want to kill you right now, but I know you don’t care about that.” His fingers dig into the rusted metal of his corrupted pokemon’s serpentine body, scratching the bronze. “What you should care about is the fact Waffle trusted you. You said you’d protect him! You’re so wrapped up in saving your fake god that you couldn’t even save someone that actually cares about you!” And it’s cheesy as hell, but it’s what needs to be said. Verai is overdue for a wake-up call.
He hoists himself over Steelix’s back so he can bring up his free hand. “And another thing! FUCK. YOU.” And, like any upstanding citizen, he flips him the bird with it. And then, remembering that Verai is actually blind, he adds: "I'm flipping you off, asshole!" While waggling the finger as if that would make the guy see it better.
Then he points a finger over to the other side, to the unwanted audience. “Tuesday, YOU DIDN’T HEAR SHIT!” Because she had entered during that spiel and he couldn’t stop, and he would be damned if he gave her any more blackmail material.
Whether anything he said landed didn’t matter. He’d gotten what he needed out. The road to victory has become heavily obscured, with both obvious paths lacking too much information. For all they know, either one, or even both, could just be a one-way ticket off a cliff.
They need answers. They need to buy time. But most importantly: They need to fucking survive.
“Snake, brace yourself. You might not make it through this one.” Which, actually kind of sucked. Steelix is one of the newest members of the team. This is a hazing from hell. “Uh… any thoughts? Last words? Raid Yelp reviews?”
Steelix nods. <FUN…> He’s doing that thing, the sound like a clicking motor. Purring for big metal snakes. <HUMANS. CUTE.>
“Uh huh, uh h–wait what? How are people cute?” Kazuki grimaces as Steelix proceeds to curl into himself tighter as he uses HARDEN, bolstering defenses. He has to adjust his hold to avoid getting his hand crushed in the industrial metal accordion. “You fucking with me?”
All Steelix does is laugh and it’s a hollow, booming noise, as if heard from inside an abandoned warehouse.
GOAL (ALTITUDE 2): 8,035/9473 ZONES B & C DISRUPT: 292
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You Can't Take Me
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Post by Kazuki on Jul 11, 2023 19:27:03 GMT 9
Charge AttackPokemon: Steelix Move(s) Used: Harden Move Type(s): never normal to (Corrupted Harden) Move Target: Zapdos Q5Noh47itank3tank3
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You Can't Take Me
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Post by Kazuki on Jul 8, 2023 14:01:52 GMT 9
Mechanical (Easy)ZONE A > ZONE D It’s a familiar feeling: the surging power, the bright lights, the soaring heights. It’s the closest feeling to invincibility. They charge towards plumage as vibrant as the sun, black sparks fading under the scorching heat, and are sent falling to earth in turn.
What Kazuki needs to remember is that the consequences of his actions extend beyond him.
Waffle twists in the air, his eyes wide with shock, his mouth pulling into an open-mouthed grin as he turns to Kazuki reaching to grab him, already beaming with pride—
—Only for the tip of a skyscraper to pierce through his armor as if it’s aluminum foil, impaling his little body with ease. All movement ceases, his eyes stuck to nothing, his mouth an ‘O’ of shock before he comes apart at the seams, shattering and bursting into a thousand intangible little pieces.
It throws Kazuki completely off balance, his plan of descent abandoned – he crashes on the platform violently, armor denting and pieces flying off with every rebound until he finally settles in a heap of battered flesh and steel, bleary eyes all that can take in the simple notification that says Sprigatito has fainted! He does not hear the sound of a Pokeball snapping open.
He struggles to get on his elbows, peeling his face off the platform. Pain radiates through his body, from the skull-rattling impact to the sear of fresh wounds. His stained blood screams to retaliate. That fucker had killed his cat, but his body won’t move, stiff with pain and strain—and this, too, is familiar.
The beating heat of floodlights. A stiff and unyielding arena under his hands. Raising his head to an impossible opponent, finding the victory he once held in his fingers now as far beyond as the stars.
What good would it do, to charge now? To fight back with all his might? His health is on slivers, the boon gone, and his partner reduced to data. It is futile.
And just like that time, Kazuki is forced to grit his teeth, grit until he cracks molar, as the palm of his hand meets the mat.
<Boss, you alright?> Scorbunny hops up to his trainer, trying and failing to aid him as he struggles back to his feet. The man is heavy.
Kazuki does not respond. He should be strategizing– the battle has just begun– but his mind is a dysfunctional tape. It stutters and rewinds, unable to comprehend how he endured, but Waffle hadn’t. He knows his survival had been sheer dumb luck, a combination of HEAL and GUARD lent by generous trainers, but how could Waffle have gone unguarded? Verai has two tanks.
And that’s when his eyes catch it. From the corner of his screen, a flood of notifications, and his gaze moves up from the growing list of casualties and panicked messages to latch onto a golden name.
It isn’t rage, but cold that washes over him. A numbing, all-consuming humiliation. It is an open wound ripped anew, a voice laughing in his head as it says 'You should have known better.' It says he should have learned, back at Mistra, not to expect what was never promised to him or who he cares for.
Because in reality, there is no such thing as heroes– only people who are good at pretending.
Scorbunny protests, but is unable to stop his trainer as he goes on a warpath, his eyes seeing only red red red RED. Verai is at the front, offering himself to Zapdos– it will be easy. His hand is already encased in powered ice, ready to smash into that traitor’s—
FWAP!
“What the fuck!?” Kazuki winces as something smacks him in the face. He opens his eyes to a little pink cat floating in front of him, wielding a wet pool noodle. It smacks him again, delighted, and above his avatar pings green text: +81 HP! The system log helpfully informs him he’s been healed by Domino’s Mew.
The flying kitten giggles, offering only a happy little wave before it departs. The chat in the corner of his screen updates, and he sees Domino’s messages, calling him out in public.
Scorbunny finally catches up to him, blinking as he sees the ice around his trainer’s fist melting into a puddle. Kazuki stands there for a moment and types at the air.
We got it down to 851! Shit was a damn good attempt, no regrets.
“What am I doing?” Kazuki thinks aloud. He needs to pick up the slack. His selfishness has already bit him in the ass once; chasing old obsessions will reward him nothing. He pulls out his UI, feeling his avatar shift as he switches himself out of battle. The armor around him feels lighter, purely cosmetic now.
Steelix pops out of his ball, the giant shipwreck creaking as he curiously takes in his opponent. <BIRD?>
“Yes, big bird. Big pain in the ass.” Kazuki looks around, assessing the field. He is tempted for a moment by the idea of reviving Waffle, but to do so now would be useless. “Rabbit, head for Tuesday’s team. We’ve taken on some heavy losses, we need to top up whatever’s left.” He activates the antigravity belt around his waist (which he really should have kept on at the start, damn it.) “Snake, take cover. NOW.”
Steelix hums, his crumbling exterior grinding together as he condenses himself into a hard wall, the debris flying around the rising battlefield ricocheting off his armor back to its source. When the coast is clear, Kazuki gives the signal.
They fly. Scorbunny briefly charges for Tuesday’s loyal blades, Kazuki cackling as his guildmate goes ham on the bird roast and turkey slicing. Between the antigravity belt and Scorbunny adding navigational aid with AGILITY, travel is actually quite swift and controlled, at least compared to Kazuki’s preferred method.
As they move past Zapdos’ eye, Kazuki regards the Prince. He could scream at him. Yell his fucking lungs out for all the grief he has wrought, but he doesn’t.
“I’m not going to monologue at you,” Kazuki scoffs. “No cue cards. Plus, you fucked with my cat. But you should know the volcano guy wasn’t lying when he mentioned the corruption. You can see it on me.”
And he smiles serenely, despite it all. “Since you took the shrine, the barrier protecting Asper broke, and now the Mistra area is an open breeding ground for corruption. Just chock full of them, eating life, multiplying. Full to spilling.”
“And your highness,” he goads. “I don’t know if you’ve looked down since you started loitering up here, but can you guess what’s right next to it?”
He breaks out into laughter, at which point Steelix’s tail grabs him like a cane around the neck of a horrible ventriloquist dummy, yanking him off the stage to Zone D.
GOAL (ALTITUDE 3): 4,994/7815
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Post by Kazuki on Jul 8, 2023 13:40:05 GMT 9
Charge AttackPokemon: Steelix Move(s) Used: Harden Move Type(s): to Move Target: Zapdos QCh|mtq0tank3tank3tank3·tank3
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Post by Kazuki on Jul 8, 2023 13:30:48 GMT 9
HealPokemon: Scorbunny Core Ability: Buff Ability Target: Tuesday's Doublade Move(s) Used: Quick Attack Move Type(s): never normal to Move Target: Tuesday's Doublade CQKZUvSrsupport3support3
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Post by Kazuki on Jul 8, 2023 13:20:37 GMT 9
After his team’s infection and subsequent transformation, Kazuki has been slowly acclimating himself to their new appearances. For the most part, it’s smooth— he’s seen enough horror by now that he thinks he’s grown accustomed.
But this one is— it’s taking a minute. Kazuki’s face is scrunched as he watches the red and white blur zoom down the designated track, pinging back into a seamless U-Turn, and it’s all too quick before it’s back in front of him.
Scorbunny grins smug. “That’s a new record, boss!” And hands him the baseball with five paws. They have all sprouted on his left side like caterpillar legs.
“That is fucking grrrEAT,” Kazuki grits out, because there’s a big fight coming up, and retaining team morale has been the biggest challenge thus far. He’s fucked up one too many times with this; he knows he has to hold his tongue, or none of his pokemon will want to fight out of shame or fear of scaring others. He reaches out, taking the ball from Scorbunny, who retracts all but one of his five paws, the nubby limbs disappearing into his marshmallow body.
Kazuki suppresses a shudder. Just think of the fight. Think of the fight. He reels back and prepares another throw.
When Scorbunny takes off, hooting and hollering, he can almost pretend he’s just running very fast, and not that he’s suddenly sprouted six legs and is somehow running on all of them.
SCORBUNNY'S RARITY INCREASED BY +5 (VERY RARE)
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Post by Kazuki on Jul 5, 2023 13:26:42 GMT 9
Mechanical (Easy)ZONE A The ride up the elevator and the briefing had been tame, almost quaint as people either held their breaths or chatted, but the first lizard is cast at Zapdos, and everything quickly descends into chaos. Teams leap into action or brace themselves for onslaught: someone pulls a shield wheelie, a guy in jorts krakatoas at the frontlines, and he spots fellow Creed and noted maid enthusiast Tuesday shilling energy drinks.
Kazuk didn’t think anything could top the arena battles, but this beats them by a mile high.
Everyone’s getting into position – except one.
A weight bears down on Verai’s shoulders, metal clanking against metal. A heavy, grounding weight. Kazuki pulls him close with one arm, grinning with barely-contained excitement. “Ver, are you nervous? This is what you’ve been waiting for. If you keep gawking, you’re going to end up on the long cat bridge in the sky.” He gestures to the bridge that is actually right there.
Then he squeezes him, leaning in and hissing quietly. “Get. A. Grip.”
He lets go of him and marches forwards, having decided what to do long before this fight. Zapdos is in front of them, and while the raid party is on a giant plate, they won’t be the ones getting served.
He has never held any fondness for the Prince, royalty and deities in general. Kazuki will face god and RECOIL backwards into hell.
But first: he catches a can of T-Fuel flying in the air, cracking it open as he regards his loyal partner. “You sure you’re up for this, ca—uh. Waffle?” His face scrunches. He didn’t choose that nickname for his starter; it had been obtained through a joint custody glitch-loophole, and now the cat won’t respond to anything except his ill-fitting breakfast name. “Might be better for you to sit this one out.”
Waffle looks up at him, the determination in his eyes the same, but his body forever changed. The roots from the corruption peek out from his waffle iron-styled armor, pinned under his beloved pink collar and waffle-shaped tag. He speaks confidently despite the discomfort that plagues him. <Do you see where we are? This is the culmination of all our months of training. To back down now would be disgrace unparalleled; it would spit in the face of our friends, our fellows in arms, and I, Waffle, would rather die a hero than cower in the face of war!>
Kazuki chokes, spilling T-Fuel over himself. “Where did you learn to talk like that?!”
<Purrai lets me read!> Waffle beams.
“Homeschooling was a mistake,” Kazuki grumbles, wiping his mouth and hopelessly smearing his armor. “Ah, fuck it. Alright, let’s do this.” He crushes the empty can on his head, tossing it to hammerspace and getting into a ready stance.
As black electricity begins to weave across Kazuki’s skin, Waffle pipes up, doing excited little tippy-taps in his clunky armor. <I wanna do a Z-Move!>
“We don’t have those,” Kazuki grits out. Every muscle in his body has tensed, the surge from his core building up to an excruciating voltage. Sparks sear his skin and pop out from gaps in his armor to bounce off the ground.
<I wanna do my Z-Move!> Waffle wheedles.
It clicks. “No.” The air is quickly filled with Waffle’s ‘pleaaasePLEASEPLEASEPLEASEE’ and coupled with encroaching detonation, the resulting ‘parent who has gone 36 hours without sleep’ tension headache breaks Kazuki instantly. “ONCE. You can do it just this once.”
<Z-MOVE!> Waffle cheers.
The storm around them protests. Stray bolts descend from the heavens before Kazuki can finish building power, but a strange wisp by his side expands into a glowing barrier, absorbing the worst hits for him and Waffle. The pain wrought by his surge, too, feels as if it’s been reduced to nothing. His eye catches a Delphox standing off to the side, being directed by a player called Lucky Guy.
Kazuki chuckles. Lucky, indeed. Maybe they won’t be totally eating shit from this stunt. Completely refreshed, there is nothing holding him back from hitting the gas.
Kazuki’s internal fuse bursts with enough force to bring a power plant to its knees. Corrupted electricity completely engulfs the duo, the aberrant lightning unstable and insatiable, swallowing the bolts from Zapdos’ storm. Natural lightning clashes with the unnatural, and the reaction is explosive.
They launch together – errant bullets – zipping across the platform as if it were a pinball machine. The first synchronized crash leaves scorch marks and plumes of dark smoke, Waffle screaming over the crackling electricity as they zoom, his little heart beating the hardest it ever has thanks to the adrenaline and a helpful wisp. <BURNT!>
The second crash threatens to crunch hard light, metal screeching against the platform as they pivot and ricochet. <TOAST!!>
And the third crash finally sends them to the goal: flying straight at Zapdos as a single thundering comet, Waffle’s bright voice heard echoing across the cloudy sky.
<BAZOOOOKAAAAAA!!!>
GOAL (ALTITUDE 3): 1438/7000 ZONE A DISRUPT: 1011
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Post by Kazuki on Jul 5, 2023 12:42:37 GMT 9
Fast AttackPokemon: Sprigatito Core Ability: Recoil Ability Target: Zapdos Move(s) Used: Quick Attack Move Type(s): never normal to (Corrupted Quick Attack) Move Target: Zapdos Boon of Surging: 5d20 = 100
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Arena Points: 113
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Post by Kazuki on Jul 5, 2023 12:34:43 GMT 9
Fast AttackPokemon: Kazuki (Player/Ironsmith) Core Ability: Recoil Ability Target: Zapdos Move(s) Used: Double-Edge Move Type(s): never normal to (Corrupted Double-Edge) Move Target: Zapdos Boon of Surging: 5d20 = 100
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