Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
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Posts: 883
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Player Name: Himura Atsushi
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 113
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Post by Kazuki on Nov 10, 2023 13:17:23 GMT 9
| FLOATZEL | ca9c57 | [tangent= ]WEAKNESS[/tangent] [tangent=ALWAYS APPLICABLE +10 Rare
CIRCUMSTANTIAL +5 Corrupted Move +5 Couple]➕ BONUS[/tangent]
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FLOATZEL | SHE/HER | | | SUPPORT | 250 HP | HEAL: 4d12 | RARE (+10) |
BASIC MOVES 01-10 ice fang, crunch, growl, soak, quick attack
TIER 1 MOVES 10-20 water gun, bite
TIER 2 MOVES 20-30 swift, aqua jet, double hit
TIER 3 MOVES 30-50 whirlpool, liquidation, aqua tail
TIER 4 MOVES 50-70 Z MOVES agility, hydro pump, wave crash
TIER 5 MOVES ALL
TM/HM MOVES
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Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
The Creed
Posts: 883
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Himura Atsushi
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 113
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Post by Kazuki on Nov 10, 2023 13:17:20 GMT 9
| GYARADOS | N/A | [tangent= ]WEAKNESS[/tangent] [tangent=ALWAYS APPLICABLE +10 Rare
CIRCUMSTANTIAL +5 Corrupted Move +5 Couple]➕ BONUS[/tangent]
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GYARADOS | HE/HIM | | | TANK | 500 HP | ATK: 1D150 | RARE (+10) |
BASIC MOVES 01-10 flail, splash, tackle, leer, twister, bite, whirlpool, ice fang
TIER 1 MOVES 10-20 brine, scary face
TIER 2 MOVES 20-30 waterfall, crunch, rain dance
TIER 3 MOVES 30-50 aqua tail, dragon dance, hydro pump, hurricane, thrash
TIER 4 MOVES 50-70 Z MOVES hyper beam
TIER 5 MOVES ALL
TM/HM MOVES iron head
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Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
The Creed
Posts: 883
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Himura Atsushi
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 113
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Post by Kazuki on Nov 10, 2023 13:17:08 GMT 9
| BLAZIKEN | d15145 | [tangent= ]WEAKNESS[/tangent] [tangent=ALWAYS APPLICABLE +10 Rare
CIRCUMSTANTIAL +5 Corrupted Move +5 Couple]➕ BONUS[/tangent]
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BLAZIKEN | SHE/HER | | | SWEEPER | 300 HP | ATK: 5D20 | RARE (+10) |
BASIC MOVES 01-10 double kick, scratch, growl, quick attack, fire punch, ember, flamethrower, feather dance, blaze kick, flame charge
TIER 1 MOVES 10-20 detect, sand attack, aerial ace
TIER 2 MOVES 20-30 slash, bounce
TIER 3 MOVES 30-50 focus energy, bulk up, reversal,
TIER 4 MOVES 50-70 Z MOVES flare blitz, brave bird
TIER 5 MOVES ALL
TM/HM MOVES
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Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
The Creed
Posts: 883
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Himura Atsushi
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 113
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Post by Kazuki on Nov 10, 2023 13:17:05 GMT 9
| MUDSDALE | aa734f | [tangent=Corrupted Type is resistant to all types]WEAKNESS[/tangent] [tangent=ALWAYS APPLICABLE +
CIRCUMSTANTIAL +5 Corrupted Move +5 Couple]➕ BONUS[/tangent]
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MUDSDALE | SHE/HER | | | TANK | 500 HP | ATK: 1d150 | COMMON (+0) |
BASIC MOVES 01-10 mud-slap, rock smash, iron defense, double kick
TIER 1 MOVES 10-20 bulldoze, stomp, strength
TIER 2 MOVES 20-30 counter, high horsepower
TIER 3 MOVES 30-50 earthquake, mega kick
TIER 4 MOVES 50-70 Z MOVES superpower
TIER 5 MOVES ALL
TM/HM MOVES iron head
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Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
The Creed
Posts: 883
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Himura Atsushi
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 113
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Post by Kazuki on Nov 10, 2023 13:17:00 GMT 9
| EMBOAR | c88d4d | [tangent= ]WEAKNESS[/tangent] [tangent=ALWAYS APPLICABLE +10 Rare
CIRCUMSTANTIAL +5 Corrupted Move +5 Couple]➕ BONUS[/tangent]
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EMBOAR | HE/HIM | | | TANK | 500 HP | ATK: 1D150 | RARE (+10) |
BASIC MOVES 01-10 arm thrust, tackle, tail whip, ember, endure, hammer arm
TIER 1 MOVES 10-20 defense curl, flame charge, smog
TIER 2 MOVES 20-30 rollout, take down
TIER 3 MOVES 30-50 heat crash, assurance, flamethrower, head smash
TIER 4 MOVES 50-70 Z MOVES roar, flare blitz
TIER 5 MOVES ALL
TM/HM MOVES iron head
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Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
The Creed
Posts: 883
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Himura Atsushi
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 113
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Post by Kazuki on Nov 10, 2023 13:16:57 GMT 9
| PANSEAR | N/A | [tangent= ]WEAKNESS[/tangent] [tangent=ALWAYS APPLICABLE +
CIRCUMSTANTIAL +5 Corrupted Move +5 Couple]➕ BONUS[/tangent]
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PANSEAR | HE/HIM | | | UNEQUIPPED | 100 HP | ATK: 20 DMG | COMMON (+0) |
BASIC MOVES 01-10scratch, play nice, leer, lick, incinerate
TIER 1 MOVES 10-20 fury swipes, yawn, bite
TIER 2 MOVES 20-30 flame burst, amnesia, fling
TIER 3 MOVES 30-50 acrobatics, fire blast, recycle, natural gift, crunch
TIER 4 MOVES 50-70 Z MOVES
TIER 5 MOVES ALL
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Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
The Creed
Posts: 883
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Himura Atsushi
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 113
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Post by Kazuki on Nov 10, 2023 13:16:17 GMT 9
Verai clashed with the monster, the jab of his blade failing to stop its tracks, but succeeding in agitating it further. The sensation of Kitten scampering up its side pushed its bricks about, as if the creature was trying to keep her as far away as possible.
Kazuki’s hand ached where it dug into the edge of the tower, the egg still braced against his chest as he looked down to the whistling height below. They were crossing an area heavily littered with debris. “Shit.” He tried pulling himself up, but the creature’s constant movement made it impossible. Looking down again, he finally noted the red eye, and promptly shoved the egg in its corneas.
The resulting cry was ear-piercing.
It was moving even faster now, heading for one of the crumbling apartment complexes.
“Ver, get up top!” Kazuki yelled. “It’s gonna ram into a wall!”
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Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
The Creed
Posts: 883
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Himura Atsushi
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 113
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Post by Kazuki on Nov 10, 2023 13:15:41 GMT 9
Something about the air was making his skin crawl. The strange hour and the state of ruination around, he could actually deal with—Kazuki was no stranger to quiet hours, and definitely no stranger to off-putting settings.
But traveling through the dunes, with the sky nothing more than a blanket of ash and the sands pooling over his ankles, the distant crash of buildings continuing to crumble—it felt as if nothing was solid. As if everything could be blown adrift, slip through his fingers.
His hand slid over Verai’s back, curling around to pull the man closer—attaching him to his side. He would go nowhere, if he had anything to say about it. The hold worked as much to ground Verai as it was to keep Kazuki in tact.
“A trap?” he mumbled back, head canted close. His eyes slid over to the procession unfolding before them. “Looks like a night festival. Some of them are holding offerings.”
A massive line of strange creatures was moving across the dunes. The joyous, writhing mass followed a rhythm, each hulking step punctuated by sloshing waters and the clink of metal limbs carrying vegetation—or their own kin. They raised these in tandem to their steps. To Kazuki, they didn’t look all that different from the Pokémon back in Asper—damn creatures came in all shapes and sizes. What made them different were the sounds. Nothing could be deciphered from the discordance.
“Come on, we can’t hang back.” The quest had made its instructions clear: Join in. There was likely a limit to how far they could loiter from the line.
It wasn’t easy. The threat of being quashed was constant, Kazuki moving Verai as a bloated creature made of a single huge maw stomped over their path. The behemoth didn’t notice; it continued hobbling after the parade, the eel-like appendages protruding from its tongue dragging about a candy-colored corpse as a school of jellyfish-like beings floated around it, trilling a drowned tune.
“Can you sense them? The floaters.” He knew Verai could see him, at least. Something about the Parasite; the corruption in general. It was reassuring, though it meant he could no longer ambush him as efficiently.
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Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
The Creed
Posts: 883
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Himura Atsushi
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 113
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Post by Kazuki on Nov 9, 2023 19:29:45 GMT 9
The light subsided, leaving Kazuki a miraculous 1 HP that he’d appreciate more if he could actually see.
The man groaned, blinking and teetering, kept on his feet by sheer spite because he refused to be outdone by disco. He thought he heard someone cry out, followed by a loud, familiar buzz—cicadas? Huge ones.
“Of course I saw the lightning, the d—” Wait, was that a kid? Shit, a little girl, and she sounded like she was barely out of preschool. Did she see the giant cicada? “D—isco ball was in my hand.” Censoring himself for the children; a herculean task.
Turns out to be the right call, as said disco ball is exactly what the kid had come for. She was the trade he’d been waiting on. “Great, fantastic, let me just—squash that bug first—” he flailed, swatting blindly, and in doing so managed to slap ACCEPT on the pop-up trade offer, and then shove his exposed hand in the core of the burning flame.
“Ah—🦆🦆🦆! 🐤🐤🐤?! 🦅🦅🦅🦅!”
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Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
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Player Name: Himura Atsushi
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 113
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Post by Kazuki on Nov 7, 2023 20:58:44 GMT 9
The dogs were dissatisfied with the balls offered—which was expected. Sumi, Kazuki’s actual dobermann, was a spoiled goddamn princess, and any toys that weren’t up to her pedigree either got wrecked to shit or were expertly hidden to the point he couldn’t find them until this day. RIP Mr. Snufflepagus. Your sacrifice will not be in vain.
“One exploding ball, coming up!” Kazuki called out his Pignite, who grew alarmed at the sight of the oncoming lightning grenades.
Kazuki snickered. "Fuck it, let's play some volleyball. Pig, Arm Thrust!”
Pignite exhaled a plume of smoke, flexing in preparation. As the Volleytorb drew close, he slammed his palms against it, tanking the sparks and impact and sending the thing flying—to the crowd. To Muin.
PIGNITE USED ARM THRUST! PROMPT (#12): [Tower]6DFb0DPY1-50 1-50
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Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
The Creed
Posts: 883
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Himura Atsushi
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 113
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Post by Kazuki on Nov 6, 2023 13:20:32 GMT 9
Are you seriously pulling that tone right now I saw everything goddamn you I couldn't control my avatar but I could see what was going on Why didn't you fight back?
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Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
The Creed
Posts: 883
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Himura Atsushi
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 113
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Post by Kazuki on Nov 6, 2023 13:06:41 GMT 9
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Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
The Creed
Posts: 883
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Himura Atsushi
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 113
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Post by Kazuki on Nov 6, 2023 13:00:50 GMT 9
The barrage is relentless. Attempts to reach Verai, to sink its claws back into him, are met with bursts of flame, with fierce kicks, with bites and a deafening amount of screeching from lesser beings.
Lesser– puny— weak— worthless—
The sound of frustration that comes from Kazuki’s mouth is inhuman. It swipes, ripping Kitty, tearing the flesh her teeth clung to; it grabs Combusken by the leg and throws her; it retaliates against the shots Sprigatito and Kitten make. It thrashes and struggles as if tearing through the arena is a ticket to freedom.
But when it turns the obsidian taint in its eyes to the field, all it sees is a barren waste of quartz and essence. The heart in its chest seizes with panic, yet its face contorts into something between disappointment and satisfaction.
“Coward,” it hisses, glad to have proven something.
It is a hollow victory. Pain emanates from its core. It curses, the wisps pouring from its maw instantly dissipating.
“No. No, no, NO, NO NO—”
A violent pivot, an agonized screech. An image of lunging towards one of the pools of energy—
And when he opens his eyes, Kazuki finds himself standing at the arena lobby. He searches the area immediately, only to find some guy in a ninja costume raising a brow at him.
“Do you need help getting up?”
Kazuki grimaces, picking himself off the floor, the knees of his pants stained and torn. “Do you need help pulling your head out of your ass?” It has the intended effect of driving the guy away, masking the beat of his heart. He is aware of his breathing. When he walks, he stares down, making sure his feet land where they should.
Outside the arena, he pulls up a message window.
{Prompts}
Kazuki (Player) - get a running start - take a hit on a non-essential part of your body - get blood in your eyes - use a move with over 100 base power - use a move with recoil - fight through the pain - create a distraction
Sprigatito - carefully line up a precision shot - anticipate a move before it hits - bide your time - observe your environment carefully - take cover - take damage from falling - try to blind your opponent
Combusken - use a fire or electric-type move - create a loud sound - describe a visually dazzling move - say a one-liner as you attack - pull off an unbelievable stunt - combine one or two moves for additional effect - act without orders
TOTAL: 42 Points
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Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
The Creed
Posts: 883
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Himura Atsushi
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 113
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Post by Kazuki on Nov 4, 2023 0:28:40 GMT 9
It was the first time he had ever gone to the Cat’s Meow. Kazuki knew what he wanted out of the game whenever he logged in, and cafes, virtual drinks, and apparently illegal cats were not draws for him in any capacity.
He crossed his arms as he’s prompted for a password, pulling up once again, Professor Ash’s letter.
Despite everything, from first meeting her at the tent that once housed her lab, to her advice that he failed to heed during the Steel Yourselves quest, to the grand finale of Thunderfall—
Kazuki’s feelings towards her remained ambivalent.
Perhaps it would’ve been better if he was a decent player, or a decent person in general. But instead he was the player who threw beaker at her head, the player who refused to heed her urge for him to call for help, and one among many who had turned against her once things got too complicated with Zapdos.
And yet, he’s here. He had read the letter in its entirety, multiple times. He had asked REN for help interpreting what he had issue with, and had them to credit for the password, compensating for his troubles in English grammar and spelling. Though he felt hassled, the thought of trashing it had not crossed his mind.
“Plasma. That good enough for you?”
For the simple fact that she was the Professor. She bore within her, in the depths of her code or her being or whatever it is that she truly had, the capability of finding answers. She had seen something beyond her understanding and had welcomed it into her home—demanded it, if anything. The letter was not a cry for help. It was a declaration of war; a promise that felt as if it would end with him and every other player under a scalpel, with every secret aligned and meticulously labelled on a metal table, orchestrated again by Professor Ash.
And honestly, after everything he’s seen— he was sorely tempted to let her.
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Kazuki
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You Can't Take Me
The Creed
Posts: 883
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Himura Atsushi
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 113
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Post by Kazuki on Nov 3, 2023 13:09:57 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/847006452118978590/1147822551632990318/200x200_civilian2~png Of course his brain shuffles through possibilities. Big names, the go-tos when you think of rich. The moguls. It’s all so stupid and fantastical and it doesn’t matter, because who specifically Tuesday is, his name, is not what Atsushi is digging for.
The spiel Fake Tuesday gives him makes his eyes glaze over. She sounds like every NDA he has ever been made to sign, all these people and names he has to pretend he doesn't know—
And there it is.
The bomb lands on a bullseye.
“If you think—” his voice is rising. It is filling the stairwell like a plume of smoke, stifling “—that our circumstances— in any capacity— are the same, then you are a PIECE. OF. SHIT.”
An explosion made to be heard—perhaps to destroy—even the most discreet little earbuds.
Some of the results that pull up when you search Atsushi Himura are as follows:
Cursing under his breath, Atsushi forces himself to get up. “That how you people get your kicks? Jeopardizing people’s careers? All because you can’t help but play spy at a fucking videogame con?”
His shoulder slams against the wall as his leg fails, the pain of it scraping up his tibia, the costume pooled around his waist sagging further until it’s all been peeled, revealing only a wreck of a man in civilian clothes.
The foam Moltres head bounces down the staircase, rolling until it taps the shut doors.
“Fuck you,” he spits, and begins dragging himself against the wall, limping to the exit.
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