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Post by Tout-Perd on Aug 1, 2006 1:18:49 GMT -5
Isambard Zonis humbly extended his battered styrofoam cup to those who passed by in the street. Every time that somebody tossed him even a pittance of change, he thanked them profusely, bowing deeply and apologetically. Before he had ended up on the streets, he had never been generous to the bums that had approached him. Five bucks an hour did not make for an easy living. At least, he had justified it to himself that way back then.
Now, he clung to the generosity and kindness of others as a beacon of hope, a chance to survive. Another time he wouldn't have to eat from a restaraunt dumpster, maybe another shower and washing of his clothes at a hotel, if he was really lucky. Five dollars in a day was enough to make him happy.
He turned towards the local diner, and bustled in through the double doors. He sat down humbly at a table, smiling to a familiar waitress with too much eyeshadow. He counted out his money, and browsed through the menu.
"So, what'll it be today, Izzy?"
"Something cheap and filling. You know how cold it gets out there at night."
"Meatloaf again?"
"Sure. Never do get tired of the stuff you make here. Must be the onions." Isambard watched her bustle back to the kitchen to give the cooks his order. Back when Johto had been safe, he had stopped in here every morning to grab a meatloaf sandwich and a cup of heavily creamed coffee on his way to the industrial district. He knew the entire staff by name, their families, their lives. He was also aware of the fact that if it wasn't for his friendship, they probably wouldn't even let him into the diner. He looked up to the small, grainy television in the corner, listening to the news.
"On an interesting note, local businesswoman Clarissa Morningstar has taken up Pokemon training. Using her homegrown fortune, she has begun to raise her own Eevee." Te reporter droned through the public interest piece, setting the gears in Isambard's head to whirring. Rich woman... New Pokemon... He could try something. A way to make a little money for himself. Somehow. ------- Isambard waited near the small arena, watching the gates at the far side. He had sent Clarissa Morningstar a message challenging her to a battle. If he won, she'd owe him fifty dollars. If he lost, she'd get two day's work out of him. He had nothing to lose.
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Post by albatrosstrevelyan on Aug 1, 2006 9:26:24 GMT -5
Paparazzi arrived at the scene early, to catch the Clarissa's first appearence on the battlefield. A black helicopter arrived at the scene, and it landed in the middle of the arena, which just seemed to be made of grass, a basic place to fight. Carrying a black briefcase, she jumped down on to the ground. She stood straight up with perfect posture, and fixed her suit, and ran her fingers through her hair.
Clarissa glanced around and smiled, the helicopter lifting off. Immediatley after the copters dispatchment, people came running to her, yelling for interviews and getting as many shots as they could. "Thank-you for coming..." She said quieting them down "But please, you must be respectful, and wait until the battle has come to a conclusion, until I give anyone any interviews. Thank-you" Clarissa waved her hand, and the paparazzi left, and entered the stands, that surrounded the arena.
Clarissa looked back at her opponent "So, as I understand it. You get fifty dollars if you win. And if I became victorious, then I get two days work out of you, with no pay. Interesting, I might as well give you fifty dollars just for being able to get my attention." Smiling she took a one hundred dollar bill out of her pocket "Lets see, if you can beat me, then I will give you $200 if you win, and $100 if you lose, that way you can survive for another month on the streets."
With a cold glare she walked to her side of the battle field. Carefully she opened her briefcase, by entering a combination into the locks placed on each side. A golden pokéball sat in the middle in a small depression. Grabbing it, she patiently waited for her oppenent to have pokéball in hand. "Why don't we let the bum go first, then we will see what he truly has."
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Post by Tout-Perd on Aug 1, 2006 9:41:49 GMT -5
"Okay. If you regret this, don't blame me!" Isambard had at first been elated with the prize offered, but now found himself infuriated with her treatment of him. As if he wasn't a threat! Isambard whipped Dodrio's Pokeball at the middle of the arena, taking his spot on his platform. He had seen enough PKMN-BN to know how things worked. He'd get up on the trainer platform, and shout whatever moves he could use.
The Dodrio appeared, feathers a mess. It crowed, overjoyed to be free again from the Pokeball that it had been trapped in for a year before he had freed it. Though its physique was not perfect, it still had evidently been decently trained in the past. Isambard waited for her to send out her Pokemon, and then realized he could fit an attack in.
"Ummmm... Agility?" The Dodrio nodded tentatively, and then began running haphazardly around the arena, doing various patterns to try to remain evasive. A few filthy feathers flew off in its wake.
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Post by albatrosstrevelyan on Aug 2, 2006 8:40:50 GMT -5
Clarissa smiled at the dirty bird running around in the arena. "Just as I thought, a dirty person, has a dirty pokemon. Eevee it is time to show this man who is runs this city." She through a gold plated pokeball into the air, and a bright light filled the battle field. A extremley well groomed Eevee appeared. Looking around it let out a small growl, as a dirty feather crossed its path.
"Quick attack!" Clarissa yelled loudly in a very business like demanding way. The Eevee slowly rose to its feet, and it flickered, in a matter of what seemed to be miliseconds Eevee appeared in front of Dodrio. Stopping it lunged foward with accute accuracy and speed.
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Post by Tout-Perd on Aug 4, 2006 1:13:46 GMT -5
The Eevee's strike clipped the wildly darting Pokemon's side. Agility had prevented the full blow, but had failed in complete evasion. Dodrio squawked loudly, and awaited Isambard's commands while bouncing around to stay away from the Eevee.
"Monaco, Peck it!" Isambard bellowed, and Dodrio rushed at the small, foxish creature, accidentally overshooting it and skidding wildly past it. One head managed to attempt a hurried peck at the Eevee as the rest continued trying to brake before the imminent problem of a wall. The Dodrio stopped barely before hitting the side of the arena, and spun to face where their target had been standing moments ago.
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Post by albatrosstrevelyan on Aug 5, 2006 11:39:26 GMT -5
The Eevee was in the same spot it was last time, except with a rather large lump on its head. "Okay Eevee give me a wish, and then a double edge!" Getting rather upset that something that filthy touched her beautiful dog, she was going to take it out as quickly as possible.
Eevee looked up into the sky, and a star fell down to the ground. It landed near Clarissa and began radiating with light and disappeared into a puff of yellow sparkles. Then it gathered energy, and charged full force at the standing Doduo. In mid attack the Eevee launghed into the air, and aimed in between both heads of the bird, hoping to hit it with the rather powerful hit.
OOC: DOn't know if that is legal. Wish then Double edge, but I figured support then attack... if it an in-appropiate chain, then I will edit.
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Post by Tout-Perd on Aug 6, 2006 23:56:46 GMT -5
Dodrio reeled with the impact, a cloud of dust and feathers flying out into the air. It squawked fiercely, all of its heads snapping at eachother. They had failed to evade it, totally, and none of them could agree on which of them was at fault. Isambard gave a quick shout, jarring them back into the battle.
"Okay, well, if you're gonna double up, so am I! Monaco, use Agility!" The Dodrio headed Isambard, and began dashing around the arena at a breakneck pace. Clouds of dirt were kicked up by its gargantuan talons, and provided decent cover from enemy attacks.
"Now, use that to help you hit harder! Pursuit!" The Dodrio used its momentum to hurl itself, full tilt, straight at the Eevee. The middle head tried to come down like a hammer on the Eevee while the other two tried to box it in.
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Post by albatrosstrevelyan on Aug 7, 2006 0:09:03 GMT -5
Eevee was hit by the attack and was sent flying backwards. It landed on its paws, and sparkles began to surrounded it. Its messed up fur, and cuts began to heal and go away. "Good..." muttered Clarissa her heart jolting, when losing actually crossed her mind.
"Good job Eevee, but now we have to show him some class.... Attract!" The Eevee hopped foward into the middle arena trying to catch the eye of the three headed bird. It wagged its tail around, and began to walk around in a rather strutting manor.
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Post by Tout-Perd on Aug 13, 2006 23:26:48 GMT -5
The Dodrio looked hesitant to attack. The Eevee WAS adorable after all. However, it also had to follow it's trainer's orders. It looked to Isambard for guidance, and pawed the ground with its large claws.
Isambard put a finger to his lips, thinking. If Eevee played a good defense, he was in big trouble. He'd need to start going on a powerful offensive to match Clarissa. "Monaco, RAGE!" He shouted, and his Dodrio complied reluctanty.
Trying to ignore the flirtacious Eevee, his Dodrio began bobbing its heads up and down, getting its adrenaline going. It began hissing raspily, the territorial cry of the Doduo and Dodrio species. It began creeping nearer to the Eevee, trying to drive it back. One head snapped at Eevee, a fast but weak attack meant to spook it.
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Post by albatrosstrevelyan on Aug 17, 2006 8:58:14 GMT -5
A pathetically weak attack knicked Eevee in the butt. Turning upset it waited for Clarissa's orders. She laughed as she thought of an attack to use. "Use tickle Maia!"
The Eevee lunged at the Dodrio attempting to tickle it, lowering its attack and defense by making it laugh.
OOC: Short I know, but how do you accuratley describe tickling someone?
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Post by Tout-Perd on Aug 21, 2006 1:36:05 GMT -5
"Ummm..." Isambard knew he was in deep trouble, but it was something that he couldn't really think his way out of. "HYPER BEAM!" Isambard bellowed, pointing at the Eevee with his coat fluttering in the wind. Dodrio turned towards him questioningly. "Squaaa?"
"Oh, I guess you don't know that attack. How about Tackle?"
"Squaaa?"
"Extreme Speed?"
"Squaaa?"
"Aeroblast?"
"Squaaa?"
"Kick them in the teeth and then run away?"
"Wawk."
"Damn. Well, errr... RAGE AGAIN!" Isambard commanded in his flustered state. The Dodrio tried to break free of the tickle, and began lashing around with its beaks. The bird, however, was unwilling to go all out against the cute mammal, and many of its strikes were soft blows instead of heavy attacks.
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Post by albatrosstrevelyan on Aug 22, 2006 11:08:57 GMT -5
"Alright" Clarissa said smiling. "Take-down!"
Maia stepped back a few steps, and began to paw the ground. She let out a low growl, as she began running full tilt, with an intention of taking down the giant bird with a huge tackle. It began to gain velocity, and it jumped into the air attempting to Take-down the opponent.
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Post by Tout-Perd on Aug 27, 2006 3:01:20 GMT -5
The Eevee's blow struck true, snaring Monaco by the throat and dropping it soundly. The Dodrio feebly struggled to get up, but it was evident that its poor condition just didn't leave it with enough reserves to actually continue. It slumped to the dirt, and Isambard grudgingly recalled it, glaring at Clarissa with a hurt look in his eyes.
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Post by albatrosstrevelyan on Aug 27, 2006 9:50:01 GMT -5
Clarissa smiled "Good, Maia return" The Eevee returned to its pokeball, and began to get a well deserved rest. "Isambard... here is your $100 as promised, if you lose. Though, remember I get one days work out of you." Laughing she turned to her audience who was cheering loudly.
"Thank-you, Thank-you, but don't think my punishment for Isambard losing to harsh. Today, I am a critique for restaurants around the city, and he will be taking my place. Also, since he is going to be giving them ratings, he will be receiving free certificates for meals at the restaurants." Clarissa smiled and turned to Isambard. "Though, this will be done under my complete supervision of course. We don't want you giving a bad restaurant a good rating..."
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