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Post by Kenna Barnes on Feb 8, 2014 13:44:48 GMT -6
Pyroll fell with the trashcan, getting squished a bit by the container but saved from much harm by his thick hide, thankfully. He scrambled backwards the moment he could, though, unsure whether he would get in trouble with his trainer for this or not. He glanced to Kenna, who had found the Pokéball and was dropping it on the poor battered Anorith now. It shook once--and Pyroll looked away as he thought he heard something. Hm...? Well, since this trash can was now on the ground anyway... He peeked around the edge of the trash can, and quickly backed up. So, yup, he was pretty sure the other Anorith was still here. He flailed his arms to get his trainer's attention, and when she did notice, he pointed and nodded his head to the tipped over bin meaningfully. Kenna nodded back and went to dig in her bag for that second Pokéball, leaving Pyroll to gulp as he steeled himself. So, uh... There was a mighty dragon in its cave, guarding a hoard of treasure and a damsel in distress, and he was a lone knight out to save them... No, that approach wasn't going to work right now. Not with how... well, it was time to just get this all over and done with. He sighed as he discarded his fantasy for the moment and just... sort of went into the can with a preemptive Scratch.
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- Kenna actually attempts to catch Anorith 2 this post vs just digging for pokeball heh,,,
- Pyroll attempts to get a surprise attack, a Scratch, on Anorith 1
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Post by SoJasp on Feb 8, 2014 21:44:43 GMT -6
With the pokeball dropped on her head before it opened and sealed around her, the Anorith found one more insult to injury in the situation. The pokeball shook once, twice- ah there we go. It dinged in capture thereafter.
Name: Species: Anorith Gender: Female Ability: pick cause yeah Lvl: 1 Attacks: Scratch, Harden Personality: A very territorial pokemon by nature, this Anorith tends to feel as though certain things are just [i]hers[/i] and no one should touch them ever. She’ll fight till she faints for something- even small things as it is. However, as long as you don’t take her stuff, she can be relatively sweet and a bit ditzy in fact. She has a new fear of Kenna like no one’s business… for … ahem, reasons. TP: 35
Meanwhile, even as the can fell, the male tried his best to hide amongst the surrounding garbage. He was done with this situation. He’d gotten what he wanted- the food, that was- and now he just wanted to be left alone! Was that too much to ask for? Slowly peering up from some garbage to stare out towards the Pyroll fearfully, he probably would have chewed his lip if he had suitable ones. O-o-oh god the thing was coming in! He flailed a little causing some trash to fall on him, and before he could react, he was Scratched. Ow! Ow! Hey! Scratching back, the Anorith did what he could in the small compartment.
--- Because I art forget easily: Pyroll receives 5 EXP for battling the female.. and Kenna is bloody terrifying and gets .5+ Wrangler because yeah.
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Post by Kenna Barnes on Feb 11, 2014 2:25:08 GMT -6
[[whee thank for trainer exp! xD thoughhh it looks like she has that as a secondary negative skill; is that +.5 taking the -25% penalty for that, or no? ...wait, am I actually asking for a penalty? what trickery is this? nah mostly I just want to be sure I do things right x3]] Good! The little... Kenna took a breath to stop herself from unleashing a string of expletives at the Pokéball at her feet. At any rate, it caught. It sounded like the Anorith was indeed in that trash can, too, judging by the scuffling noises coming from it. Hitching up her dress--both to get it away from the bloody cut on her thigh and from the dirt on the ground--Kenna kneeled and looked inside the upended rubbish bin. Inside, Pyroll had nowhere to dodge, even if he'd been fast enough to do so. So, you know, he just sort of casually took Anorith's pincers right to the face and arms. He had armor, true, but it wasn't quite as developed or thick or hard as the Anorith's, being literally made of rock. "Gaun yersel, hon!" ...What in the world was that? Well... it had the same tone as everything else she'd said all week. Pokédollars to doughnuts, she was asking him to Scratch again. He wondered briefly if she realized he did have another move he could use beyond just the one. He... maybe he had more than just that, come to think, but he didn't know how to tell for sure when he could do a new trick. Huh. "Go for it, hon!" Well, even if he could talk, it wasn't like he was about to question her, at this point. He'd.. rather not find out how that ended. ...Huh. When it came down to it, after that display, yeah. Getting scratched in the face by an Anorith, honestly? It still hurt, of course, but it really seemed like the better option.
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- Pyroll was hit by Scratch
- Pyroll attempts Scratch
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Post by SoJasp on Feb 11, 2014 9:57:02 GMT -6
[[It was actually a bit higher and I’d docked what was around 25% without stating it I’m a tad different in how I record things than Olive I suppose. ]]
Meanwhile the Anorith was starting to panic- more than before, actually. Upon being Scratched yet again, he cried a little before suddenly using a Harden as if to try and preserve himself. Well, it was useful, one could suppose, buuuuuut yeah. He wasn't going anywhere fast with his only entrance blocked. It felt like a losing battle to say the very least. Oh Arceus what had he gotten himself into?
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Post by Kenna Barnes on Feb 13, 2014 21:34:14 GMT -6
Ironically enough, Pyroll was feeling rather similarly to the Anorith, though with a few differences of course. As if his shell wasn't rock-hard enough already, he has to use harden on it? Oi. There's just no way my armor's better than his, and if it comes to who tires out from being scratched first... Kenna noticed the pause in the sounds coming from the bin, and leaned to look inside it--as well as she could form her angle--and said, "Teel me whin he's doon, loove, sae Ah c'n catch heem!" ...Pyroll didn't hear an order in there, not for the battle anyway. He put down his claws and his whole front half, really, and stuck his but up in the air. He gave a goofy grin and wagged his stubby tail about as hard as he could. This wouldn't make that shell any softer, but maybe he'd be taken as less of a threat?
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- Pyroll is left to its own devices regarding moves, and chooses to use Tail Whip
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Post by SoJasp on Feb 13, 2014 21:55:19 GMT -6
The strange butt- tail- waggling motion that transpired confused to Anorith to say the least. What... what was it doing? Briefly, he found it strangely humorous- and he nearly laughed, as much as an Anorith could laugh in the situation that he happened to be in but yeah. Needless to say, his Defense did end up falling, and os distracted was he by the tail that the Anorith had forgotten to attack this turn! Whelp.
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