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Lone Wolf
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Player Name: Taylor Finch
OOC Username: Lea
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Post by Taylor on Apr 24, 2023 20:42:30 GMT 9
Ducking to dodge a pair of vicious talons as they tried to rake at her scalp, Taylor turned an incredulous look the Rufflet’s way. “What did you do to piss this lot off, anyway?” The staff her avatar always carried around proved useful for once, as she used it to beat back a particularly nasty Pidgetotto. “I’m fairly sure some of these pokemon aren’t normally found here - what’d you do to make so many enemies?!”
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Taylor
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Lone Wolf
Mythstar
Posts: 491
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Taylor Finch
OOC Username: Lea
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Taylor on Apr 24, 2023 20:06:52 GMT 9
With any luck, this would be the last time she found herself here for a while. The game really hadn’t been kidding when it chirped about dangerous enemies. She found herself endlessly appreciative of the fact that reaching zero HP in a tall grass encounter didn’t result in whiting out. She’d yet to experience the failstate and if she was honest with herself, she was a little worried about it. It was bound to happen at some point, and with pain levels set to realistic, she had to wonder if it would feel like quite literally passing out.
“Well, that’s not something I’ll find out today, at least,” she murmured to herself as she stood from the neat kneeling position at the edge of Precipice Shrine. One positive to the repeated need for healing was that she felt a fair deal less unnerved by the gaping hole in the ground.
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Taylor
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Lone Wolf
Mythstar
Posts: 491
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Taylor Finch
OOC Username: Lea
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Taylor on Apr 24, 2023 17:02:36 GMT 9
Taylor hadn’t had any specific expectations as to what would happen when the stranger moved to release his pokemon, but the practised ease of the motion and a fully-evolved Ninetales certainly wasn’t it! Her gaze was slightly alarmed as she turned to the newly introduced Muin - he really had been putting this off for a while. Mumble looked rather puny next to the fire fox, but he toddled forward eagerly enough, already half-way hypnotised by the sway of the fire-type’s many tails.
Before she could respond to the introduction with further pleasantries, all metaphorical hell broke loose. In the aftermath of the burst of flame, the Patrat lay unconscious, still smoking ever-so-slightly. A few beats of silence passed, before Mumble let out a small stream of water, hitting the wild pokemon in little more than an unnecessary light shower. His wings flapped and he beamed in an expression that clearly screamed yay, I’m helping!
“Yeah, nor is Mumble, honestly,” came the reply, slightly distorted by smothered laughter. “You’re certainly efficient, Fern!” A little louder now.
Great! You knocked out the Patrat! Now all you need to do- “Huh?” The cheerful chirping made Taylor jump, and she peered at the UI popup as it nattered away. Apparently the knockout had happened before it even had a chance to tutorialise them.
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Taylor
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Lone Wolf
Mythstar
Posts: 491
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Taylor Finch
OOC Username: Lea
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Taylor on Apr 24, 2023 0:08:05 GMT 9
It took longer than she was used to for someone to turn up – it seemed she was playing at a busy time of day. Long enough at least that Taylor found herself in a light doze, face tipped up to the sky as she enjoyed the warmth of the sun on her face. So it was that her name being called out in a stranger’s voice made her jump and she straightened, blinking around until she found the speaker.
“Hi!” She grinned, confused momentarily as to how he knew her name, before the nametag floating over his head made her mentally facepalm. Of course. Most people she’d met so far had the setting disabled so relied on introductions rather than nametags. “Yeah! Nice to meetcha, Morpheus. You here for the parcel delivery tutorial?”
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Taylor
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Lone Wolf
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Posts: 491
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Player Name: Taylor Finch
OOC Username: Lea
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Taylor on Apr 23, 2023 23:36:20 GMT 9
To say Mumble was thrilled that the Scorbunny stopped and turned to address him would be an understatement. His eyes grew to the size of saucers and his chest puffed out in pride in response to the first statement. <I am!?> He breathed. The bunny had been looking for him?! That was such a coincidence, because here he was! Wow! <I mean, yeah, I am!!> Of course he was just the one he’d been looking for! Mumble was great at finding things! Scorbunny must had heard about all the top-tier pebbles Mumble had found recently!
<Yeah! Yeah!> He agreed with gusto, head bobbing rapidly enough that it made him a little dizzy, actually. Those all sounded like brilliant things to do! He wasn’t really sure what an instrument was, but he was certain they were great! The use of the word boss tripped him up for a moment, but he cleverly deduced that Taylor must be his. See, he was great at figuring things out – surely he’d be perfect for the job!
The Scorbunny’s failure to really listen for an answer paired brilliantly with Mumble’s naive agreement. Wide, awed eyes gave the impression that the Piplup was listening intently as he nodded along with the explanation. He was certainly listening. Whether he was really understanding or retaining much of what was being said was another matter entirely. Still, it sounded like a great plan to him! They certainly couldn’t spend years searching – he wasn’t sure how long it was until dinnertime, but he knew it was definitely less than years!
<Yeah, I can do that!> He beamed, bouncing on the spot as much as Scorbuny’s arm over his shoulders would allow. <I’m great at putting out fires, and I bet you’re great at starting ‘em!> Truly, it was a perfect idea – he really couldn’t see how anything could go wrong! <Where should we start?>
Taylor had given up the chase when the Scorbunny that Mumble had been following stopped and started up a conversation. When Kazuki drew up beside her, it was to find the dark-haired woman with her hands on her hips, watching the pair with an expression somewhere in between concern and exasperation. She slanted a look the other trainer’s way as he called out to yet another player in the field, his words more than a little alarming.
“Should we be letting them do… whatever it is they’re doing?” She asked, a little at a loss as to what exactly it was the two pokemon were up to, huddled together like that. But if the kindlers words of warning were anything to go by, it posed some danger to life and limb. “Mumble, you’re being careful, right?” She called, and the only answer she received was a nod of the head that could have been directed at her, or the Scorbunny. Hardly reassuring.
She was about to call out a reminder to the Piplup of just what he was meant to be doing – the water-type did tend to need frequent reminders to stay on task – when a voice called out from behind where she and Kazuki stood. She offered a smile to the approaching player, before rolling her shoulders in a shrug and raising her hands in something of a what can you do gesture.
“Supposedly we’re searching for musical instruments, but this pair seem to be getting themselves into some mischief!” Whether the mischief would be harmless or… not… remained to be seen.
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Taylor
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Lone Wolf
Mythstar
Posts: 491
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Player Name: Taylor Finch
OOC Username: Lea
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Taylor on Apr 23, 2023 21:39:58 GMT 9
Charmed, Taylor decided that she really liked this guy. He seemed very careful and serious, polite in the extreme and there was something extraordinarily endearing in that. He gave off some serious dad energy. One of those, we must protect this one’s innocence at all costs, kinda deals. Assuming that what was likely a grown ass adult probably wouldn’t appreciate hearing this, she simply smiled and nodded at the thanks, keeping the observation to herself. “Of course!”
Kitten’s affirmative shrieking prompted a harmonised echo from Mumble. Was his opinion being asked, here? Absolutely not. Did he know why we were yelling? No siree. Was he going to join in regardless. You betcha!
As the rival released his two Pokémon, Taylor nodded to herself absently. A Blitzle and a Chimchar – not the worst matchup against a Piplup and Sprigatito, but also not the worst. Things looked a little more positive as the first attacks were launched; the fire-type targeting Mumble and the electric-type aiming for Kitten. If the rival wasn’t coded to take type strengths and weaknesses into account in this initial fight, then their chances of winning looked a lot more positive.
The twin bursts of flame landed soundly but didn’t deal too much damage to the Piplup. <My turn, my turn!> The water-type cried, before taking a deep, deep breath. Holding it for a moment, his eyes glowed briefly blue, before the tiny beak opened and a stream of cold, high-pressure water shot towards the Chimchar.
> Oh hey! Looks like you already know about type weaknesses, huh? Don’t go thinking that means you’ll win!
Largely ignoring the dialogue from the rival NPC, Taylor couldn’t help a laugh at Verai’s question, though she did her best to smother it. “Yeah, apparently!” She rolled a shrug in response to the other player’s conflicted expression and sent a sympathetic grin his way. “Best guess? I’d assume they don’t feel pain the same way we do.” She certainly hadn’t met a Pokemon here in UNOVR yet that had seemed put off by the prospect of pain or battles ending in fainting.
PIPLUP ATTACKS CHIMCHAR: HYDRO PUMP (WATER) qreHdGX_1d50+35 +10 (rarity) +5 (pkmn refresh) +20 (supereffective)
mumble used hydro pump (tank charge) foe's chimchar took 67 damage mumble took 10 damage
Health Kitten 123/150 Mumble 246/300 Chimchar 63/150 Blitzle 208/250 @1d50+10+5+20”
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Taylor
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Lone Wolf
Mythstar
Posts: 491
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Taylor Finch
OOC Username: Lea
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Taylor on Apr 21, 2023 23:57:52 GMT 9
Before long, all around them was chaos. If Taylor had thought it was bad when they arrived, she was second guessing herself now. Being trapped at the heart of it all was truly something else. Air Cutter met Crush Claw in midair whilst Slashes and Bug Bites battled it out for dominance somewhere to the right. An unsettling shiver split the air as an electric move somewhere behind ionised the air, causing the lone human’s hair to gently rise as though defying gravity.
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Taylor
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Lone Wolf
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Posts: 491
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Taylor Finch
OOC Username: Lea
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Taylor on Apr 20, 2023 22:13:48 GMT 9
Turning her attention back to the Rufflet at her side, she cocked her head inquiringly. “You got enough fuel left in the tank to help me with this jerk?” With this, a nod was given in the direction of the Braviary – it was far from a fair fight, but it was what it didn’t look like they really had much choice.
<I suppose I will have to, no?> Came the exhausted reply, as the injured bird did his best to take to the air again. He remained close to the ground, mirroring the opposing attacker.
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Taylor
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Lone Wolf
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Posts: 491
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Player Name: Taylor Finch
OOC Username: Lea
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Taylor on Apr 20, 2023 22:06:06 GMT 9
Mumble flapped his arms happily in response to the request and launched into an attack, and Taylor breathed a sigh of relief that she wouldn’t need to call out each move for him. There was so much going on right now that that would have been difficult in the extreme!
Meanwhile Zazu was throwing out Plucks and Fury Attacks like they were going out of style. When her eyes turned to Vixey it was to find the Vulpix following a Confuse Ray up with a dazzling Incinerate! The only one that wasn’t doing so hot was Yanma, but even then, the bug was at least holding his ground.
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Taylor
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Lone Wolf
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Posts: 491
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Player Name: Taylor Finch
OOC Username: Lea
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Taylor on Apr 20, 2023 20:08:04 GMT 9
It was only now that Taylor noticed that Mumble wasn’t actually fighting. Biting back a sigh, she leaned over to whisper in his ear – wait, do penguins have ears? Surely they do, right? – an instruction. “Hey bud, think you knock out that Magnemite?”
The Magnemite in question was very confused, buzzing around the Piplup and seeming extraordinarily put out that he wasn’t attacking. Clearly something in its code required Mumble to make the first move.
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Taylor
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Lone Wolf
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Posts: 491
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Taylor Finch
OOC Username: Lea
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Taylor on Apr 20, 2023 20:04:44 GMT 9
Aaaanad she was back again. She was beginning to get the impression that this process would take a while. In fairness, there were an overwhelming number of wild Pokémon to tackle (no pun intended) and even with her entire team thus far out on the field, they were easily outnumbered.
If anything, at least the healing breaks gave the woman a chance to tend her own, quite literal wounds. Could wounds get infected in VR? Probably not, but best not to test it! Around five minutes later, her arms from wrist to elbow were tightly bandaged, the speed and surety with which the process was completed speaking volumes as to how many times she’d done this before…
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Taylor
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Lone Wolf
Mythstar
Posts: 491
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Taylor Finch
OOC Username: Lea
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Taylor on Apr 20, 2023 19:55:19 GMT 9
“Your friends kinda suck, little dude,” Taylor quipped, shaking her arms out as though it were simply dirt that covered them, rather than blood. The tiny bird side-eyed his newfound ally as droplet arced around them in what looked like a truly disturbing sort of modern art.
Privately, the flying-type was wondering if he really wanted this maniac’s help – associating with crazy was never normally a good idea. Still, this was hardly a situation in which he could afford to be picky, so he sighed and inclined his beak in agreement.
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Taylor
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Lone Wolf
Mythstar
Posts: 491
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Taylor Finch
OOC Username: Lea
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Taylor on Apr 20, 2023 19:48:59 GMT 9
Tell-tale twin bursts of light flashed as Vixey and the recently acquired Yanma emerged alongside the already free Piplup and Doduo. This clearly wasn’t a battle in which Taylor would be stood at a distance calling orders, so all save the water-type were astute enough to launch into the fight unprompted. Assuming Mumble would do so? That was a rookie mistake, right there!
Thankfully, the appearance of several more foes drew a number of the flock away from Taylor’s now rather bloody forearms. Two Spearow focused in on Zazu, a pair of Rufflet targeted Yanma, a rogue Magnemite joined the fun and zeroed in on the idling Mumble and a Fearow took offence to Vixey. This left Taylor and the harried Rufflet facing down a rather large Braviary.
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Taylor
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Lone Wolf
Mythstar
Posts: 491
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Taylor Finch
OOC Username: Lea
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Taylor on Apr 20, 2023 19:34:34 GMT 9
“Well that’s hardly a fair fight now, is it!” Taylor grouched, lifting her arms to shield her head and racing through the mess to reach the lone Rufflet. “Hi!” She ground out as she crouched over it with a pained grin, doing her best to ignore the scratching and slicing of beaks and talons as they rained blows down on her exposed arms. “Want a hand?”
WARNING: Dangerous Pokemon detected! The warning scrolled across her UI with an incongruously cheerful chime. “Well gee, it’s a bit bloody late for that now, game!” She snapped, reaching to tap at the interface until the option to release damn well all of her Pokemon appeared. “A little help, guys!”
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Taylor
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Lone Wolf
Mythstar
Posts: 491
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Taylor Finch
OOC Username: Lea
Arena Points: 72
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Post by Taylor on Apr 20, 2023 19:24:57 GMT 9
Squinting in an attempt to see through the scrum, Taylor jogged closer, arms flapping to chase away the combative birds. “Get, get!” She shouted, only to yelp and stagger back when one of the angry flock dove at her, screeching. This close, it was clear that the group was made up of a mixture of Yanma, Rufflet and several other flying-types that she was pretty certain weren't even native to this area. At the centre of the whole mess was a single, harried Rufflet. The tiny bird was defiant in the face of this chaos, persistently doing its best to fight back, but being consistently beat down by the overwhelming number of attackers.
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