Post by Albatross Trevelyan on Nov 13, 2009 16:59:56 GMT -5
OOC: Lee and I wanted to get a battle out in the PRP! Yay!!
"It is time!" A voice screamed over loud speakers throughout a coliseum. "The match of the year! The CENTURY EVEN!" the announcer added, adding to the crowds already tense presence.
In a small waiting room, Al, also known as Kewina, was sitting his head staring at the floor. The familiar announcers voice catching his attention, Do they always sound the same? he thought to himself. He came to the conclusion that they must undergo some sort of secret training, and make there voices sound familiar. He looked to his left, taking note of the large plant they had decoratively placed in such a plain room.
"I guess it can't be helped..." scratching his head, "When George gets a challenge in his mind... he acts like a maniac until you put him in his place." Kewina slammed his fist down on the coffee table in front of him. "Damn you GEORGE!" Old rivalry's always seem to brew to the surface for him, and this time was no different. Standing up, he let out a loud yawn and a stretch, the sounds of his joints and back popping, seemed to give him some relaxation, before his 'big' match.
"Todays EVENT!" The voice boomed again. "Is a match between two elite trainers. Albatross "Kewina" Trevelyan, and his Rival GEORGE!"
The crowd roared with excitement, placing bets on who was going to win the match tonight. The crowd seemed divided evenly, a good chunk sitting on both Kewina's side, and George's side.
Kewina opened the door to a dark hallway, which had dim lighting "Jeeze, apparently contestants don't get that great of treatment." He took on quick glance back at the clock to check the time A match at 8PM, It's gonna be dark... What a pain. He made his way down the hall and grasped the handle, and paused. Something felt odd, but it was a good feeling, his heart began to race with excitement. Maybe I won't have such a bad time today... Alright guys, we have to do our best. He burst out the door, and stepped on the trainer platform, the crowd greeted him.
Flood lights exploded with light, allowing the battle area to be seen.
"LOOK HERE! It is our water master! Albatross "Kewina" Trevelyan! He is known for his mastery for the water types, but does he have something up his sleeve to counter his weakness against certain types!?"
Bastard! Al thought.
Maintenance personnel were tending to the field below them, preparing it for the carnage soon to come. The field was basic, green grass, and random white lines marked throughout, similar to a soccer field.
"It is time!" A voice screamed over loud speakers throughout a coliseum. "The match of the year! The CENTURY EVEN!" the announcer added, adding to the crowds already tense presence.
In a small waiting room, Al, also known as Kewina, was sitting his head staring at the floor. The familiar announcers voice catching his attention, Do they always sound the same? he thought to himself. He came to the conclusion that they must undergo some sort of secret training, and make there voices sound familiar. He looked to his left, taking note of the large plant they had decoratively placed in such a plain room.
"I guess it can't be helped..." scratching his head, "When George gets a challenge in his mind... he acts like a maniac until you put him in his place." Kewina slammed his fist down on the coffee table in front of him. "Damn you GEORGE!" Old rivalry's always seem to brew to the surface for him, and this time was no different. Standing up, he let out a loud yawn and a stretch, the sounds of his joints and back popping, seemed to give him some relaxation, before his 'big' match.
"Todays EVENT!" The voice boomed again. "Is a match between two elite trainers. Albatross "Kewina" Trevelyan, and his Rival GEORGE!"
The crowd roared with excitement, placing bets on who was going to win the match tonight. The crowd seemed divided evenly, a good chunk sitting on both Kewina's side, and George's side.
Kewina opened the door to a dark hallway, which had dim lighting "Jeeze, apparently contestants don't get that great of treatment." He took on quick glance back at the clock to check the time A match at 8PM, It's gonna be dark... What a pain. He made his way down the hall and grasped the handle, and paused. Something felt odd, but it was a good feeling, his heart began to race with excitement. Maybe I won't have such a bad time today... Alright guys, we have to do our best. He burst out the door, and stepped on the trainer platform, the crowd greeted him.
Flood lights exploded with light, allowing the battle area to be seen.
"LOOK HERE! It is our water master! Albatross "Kewina" Trevelyan! He is known for his mastery for the water types, but does he have something up his sleeve to counter his weakness against certain types!?"
Bastard! Al thought.
Maintenance personnel were tending to the field below them, preparing it for the carnage soon to come. The field was basic, green grass, and random white lines marked throughout, similar to a soccer field.