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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 May 25, 2023 17:05:14 GMT 9
Noonlight Shrine really was the one in Asper that Taylor preferred to come to. She’d found herself more and more often healing here, rather than at Precipice Shrine; something about the gaping chasm of Precipice just feeling… unsettling.
Noonlight, in contrast, was oddly soothing. Palm pressed to the bark she closed her eyes, taking a deep breath and relishing in the feeling of health flowing through her body.
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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 May 25, 2023 16:29:22 GMT 9
On Vixey’s heels was the ever-reliable Mumble, planting himself firmly in front of the Vulpix in protection. A ferocious Growl left him as he stared down the much larger pokemon, not a lick of fear in his eyes. He really was in his element when battling!
Next came Archimedes and Flik. They lifted into the air as one and dove towards the Duraludon. A Crush Claw from the Rufflet and a Peck from the Swablu had the foe reeling.
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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 May 25, 2023 5:10:17 GMT 9
As the wild pokemon roars in challenge, Taylor’s team leap forward with what she would definitely consider admirable bravery. Sure, some of them were used to these battles by now, but others lacked that experience and still threw themselves into the action!
Vixey led at the front of the pack, lips lifted to show her teeth as she snarled just about as ferociously as an adorable, tiny fox could. She shot off an Incinerate without hesitation, the gout of flame colliding soundly with the steel-type.
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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 May 25, 2023 4:35:18 GMT 9
Before she could decide, a thunderous tremor shook the ground. The breastplate fell to the ground and clanged harshly against the rough stone. “What the-“
Where once through the mouth of the cave had been a scenic, if soggy, vista, now all light was blocked out by a huge, metallic beast.
“Aww, crap,” Taylor cursed, having seen enough of these pokemon by now to realise what she was looking at.
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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 May 25, 2023 3:38:09 GMT 9
“Thanks, baby,” the aspiring armorer intoned drily. Naturally, the sarcasm went straight over the Piplup’s head, and he puffed his chest out proudly. Very much an I’m helping! pose, if ever she’d seen one!
Hefting the breastplate off the ground, Taylor examined it. It was far from perfect; there were odd dents and flaws in the structure of the piece, but it was identifiable as armour. That was a good sign, right. She glanced thoughtfully around at her pokemon, head tilting to the side consideringly as she mentally considered their sizes and shapes. Who would it best fit?
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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 May 25, 2023 3:32:15 GMT 9
Annoyingly, it seemed to rally once again, and Taylor urged Tamara back. “I think I can take it down from here,” she hedged. Its health bar indicated it really didn’t need much more to go down, but Tam was low herself. She’d already had to heal once during this fight – with any luck she wouldn’t need a second trip to the shrine.
Jabbing the wild pokemon with lightning infused fists and dancing away to make room for Mumble’s Bubblebeam, she crossed her fingers. Metaphorically, of course. Literally crossing them during a fight was just asking for broken bones!
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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 May 25, 2023 3:24:57 GMT 9
Mumble gives the other team no time to respond, darting in for a vicious Drill Peck. Slightly surprised, but more than willing to follow his lead, Taylor darts back into the fray, placing herself between the beast and Tamara’s team.
Seems like as good a time as any to try this out… She mused to herself, darting in with a Fire Punch. She’d only unlocked the elemental punches recently, and hadn’t had a chance to try them out before now.
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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
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Post by Taylor on May 25, 2023 3:19:29 GMT 9
It doesn’t take long for Tamara to return, but unfortunately the Duraludon seems to have gotten its second wind. As soon as her Pokémon approach, it sweeps a spinning claw across the pitch and lands a solid blow on both of her fighters.
“Yikes, that looked like it hurt!” Taylor shouts, as Mumble fires out a Hydro Pump in retaliation, his armour rattling with the movement.
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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
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Post by Taylor on May 25, 2023 3:04:31 GMT 9
“Damn, little guy,” Taylor murmured in Mumble’s direction. “You’re really learning how to take a hit, huh?” As if in response, the Piplup placed his flippers on his hips and puffed out his chest.
<Gonna get big!>
Taylor chuckled. “Yeah you are, baby,” she agreed with a nod. “You’re gonna be almost as big as him!” She tilted her head to indicate the opponent, at which point she noticed Tamara whiting out. “Aw, shit,” she cursed, dragging her attention back to the battle.
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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
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Post by Taylor on May 25, 2023 1:36:32 GMT 9
She laughed at the retort. “I mean, we are kind of farming them for the prof, right?” She called back. She had to pause before continuing in order to execute a roundhouse kick. Once both feet were back on the ground, she went on. “It’s probably heard we’ve been catching all its family and handing them over for some secret project!”
She was mostly joking, but as though the creature had heard and agreed, it launched itself at her. At her yelping hop away, Mumble placed himself in between them and stood firm against the blow.
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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 May 25, 2023 0:44:20 GMT 9
It was pure luck and happenstance that meant Taylor was in the area that day. She’d been tracking a Duraludon for a while, following its footprints doggedly in an attempt to find and catch it. It just so happened that the timing was fortuitous, and when she finally caught up to the creature, it was launching an (apparently unexpected) attack on Tamara.
“Want a hand?” She called, releasing the newly armoured-up Mumble and dashing into the fray alongside him.
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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 May 24, 2023 22:39:35 GMT 9
Hunting steel-types for the professor had just so happened to have the unintended side effect of bringing Taylor to the shrines much more frequently. Klink and Magnemite weren’t generally a problem, but the more fierce Duraludon were easily able to take a big ole chucnk out of a player’s HP before they could be taken down.
So it was that the Black Belt found herself back here again, palm pressed against the rough bark of the ancient tree, eyes peering up into the branches to the legendary that rested there.
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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 May 24, 2023 21:08:21 GMT 9
The story has Taylor laughing. “God, I think I would’ve jumped out of my skin!” Her laughter trailed off into chuckles. “They can definitely be sneaky little buggers!” She nodded emphatically with the complaint around the storms. “You’re not wrong – I’ve been meaning to get an umbrella or something but it always seems to be dry when I set out hunting here but by the time I’m done, the heavens open.”
<Hello Cid!!> Taylor glances over at Mumble’s enthusiastic greeting. Sometimes she has to wonder if the little penguin will ever learn to modulate his volume. The mental image of an Empoleon screaming in incoherent joy sneaks up on her, and she can’t help a huff of laughter.
“Oh, thanks!” The Black Belt nods, accepting the friend request immediately. “I’ll definitely take you up on that!” That said, she lifts a hand to wave. “Happy hunting, and thanks again for the help! Come on Mumble, let’s go, baby.” The Piplup is reluctant to leave his new friend, but a repeated, slightly firmer “Mumble,” has him obeying, waving a flipper.
<Bye Cid, bye nice lady!>
Exit Taylor
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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 May 24, 2023 4:49:08 GMT 9
The psychic-type lowered the creation carefully to the ground, and the hammer disappeared from Taylor’s hand. Reaching out, she hovered her hand close to the metal, aiming to get an idea of whether it was still hot or not. Before she could judge it or make contact though, a powerful stream of water ploughed into both her and breastplate.
Spluttering, she turned to look at Mumble. The Piplup looked very proud of himself. <No hissing, so it’s cooled!> He announced confidently, little chest puffed out in pride. spawn reset
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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 May 24, 2023 4:42:13 GMT 9
Vixey heated the metal, while Dinah formed it into a rough approximation of the correct shape. As the piece moved into a vaguely breastplate formation, Taylor suddenly found that a hammer appeared on the ground before her knees. “Oh,” she blurted unintelligently. “Well, that makes it clear, I guess!”
It was quite evidently a blacksmith’s hammer, and when she picked it up and weighed it in her hand, a shrinking ring appeared, overlaid atop the metal. “Oh!” She gasped, quickly connecting the dots and making to hit the centre of the ring as the circle shrank.
It took some time, and several hits, but finally, it was finished. “Okay, you can drop it,” the woman called to Dinah, urging her to release the newly forged object.
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