This world is inhabited by creatures that we call pokemon. People and pokemon live together by supporting each other, but now the scourge threatens the safety of the entire region. Kohaku has become a dangerous place, where children stay at home and only brave souls go adventuring.
Welcome to KOHAKU. Come for the nightmares. Stay for the tea and crumpets.
The season is SUMMER. It is easy for survivors to forage for food from the land, as there are entire abandoned farms ready for harvest. On the downside, you can smell the corpses.
swarms
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the dream had refused to end, even when J tried to wake himself up from it; the arena kept floating back into view, back into the oddly-shaped formations that gradually filled the space until they became regular structures.
in the corner of the arena, J waited, aron and ralts ready to battle. how useful they were going to be, J had an inkling of, but he made no comment.
New things. She had to try new things. New things meant she was moving forward, discovering more of herself, breaking out of that shell her old life built around her. Finding new things meant leaving old things behind and discovering what she never knew about herself.
They didn't fly out of her hands when she touched the opening mechanism - she knew they wouldn't, because that was in stories, and stories would always stay stories. Both the shroomish and shellos sort of landed with a realistic 'plop', twisting around to look at her with round eyes, then turning back. "Victoria." She nodded at him, the one in the opposite corner. "Its a pleasure. Would you like to have the first move?"
"into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely."
"J," said the trainer, as his aron and ralts stepped into the fray. he gave victoria a nod, and her pokémon the once-over. a shroomish and shellos seemed relatively harmless, but considering his own team, he was certain that however harmless they were, they did not fall into the category of 'useless'.
"if you say so," he said, as the aron and ralts toddled forwards. (another battle that would last ages, or perhaps not, depending on their opponents. he suspected that it may not be a battle of tackles.) "roth, confuse ray. dust, earth power."
She wasn't sure if it was a good idea, what she'd just done, but she'd already done it, and the past was never worth mulling over because it was already done and past. "Absorb." Planted her feet flat on the ground and struggled to keep her balance as Shroomish twisted and turned, wobbling as it landed headfirst before rolling back onto its feet. Different things. She was here to try different things, new things.
The bright beam of light, on the other hand, shone onto Shellos, and it blinked, twisting around with a misty, far-off look in its eyes that she wasn't sure she liked. "Harden." And it blinked, as if it hadn't really understood what she'd said, but a second later its entire body stiffened up and took on a sort of subtle sheen, so she assumed it'd worked out okay.
absorb - aron status - 1/3 harden - o/3 (if i'm doing anything wrong pm me and i'll edit!)
dust shuddered, the green wave of light washing over it and sapping away at its energy levels. the aron glanced towards the shroomish, before lowering its head and running towards it for a tackle.
meanwhile, roth lingered around, waiting for some sort of order from J. "confuse ray on the shroomish," he said, nodding encouragingly. the ralts glanced at the mushroom-like creature, summoned its wits about itself, and fired off a swirling, bright light.
He wasn't falling for that trick again. He'd seen what it did to the shellos that was supposed to be on the same team that he was on, and it was worth it, even if he did have to run headfirst into the tackle to evade it. And even if it wasn't going to be very effective against his opponent he was willing to take the chance and meet it, tackle for tackle, head on.
"Go on." Victoria chided, staring down at the shellos with a deadpan look. Perhaps, if it wasn't confused, it would've recognized this as a chance now that the attention was off it. Chances were taken when they were presented because otherwise, they wouldn't be chances at all. And again, it stared up at her, big, round eyes wavering. Only when she nodded again, stiffly, did it shuffle on the ground and kick a wave of dirty, grimy mud towards the ralts.
tackle - aron mud-slap - ralts dodged confuse ray status - 2/3 harden - 1/1 (if i'm doing anything wrong pm me and i'll edit!)
roth squealed as the clump of mud struck its face, and it raised its hand in defence. mud splattered on its white, dress-like front, and for a moment it paused. then it started to wipe away the mud, mouth curved, almost crying from the shock.
J decided to let the ralts be. "dust, earth power." the aron took the tackle from the from the shroomish, and shrugged off the effects easily. it then stomped on the ground, summoning the power of the ground-type to strike its opponent from underfoot.
The earth shook again and again, shroomish struggled to keep a steady footing. His body shape didn't help the situation, and again, he ended up on his head, except this time there was a particularly powerful shake before he landed, which resulted in him catapulting a fair distance into the air before landing with a sickeningly realistic 'thud'. Victoria bit the inside of her cheek, but didn't blink, didn't say anything as she recalled him. Perhaps the reason she couldn't find it in herself to feel anything was because she'd partly been expecting this.
"Mud slap again." Short, clipped. Shellos bunched up the hind part of its body and pushed its legs forward, kicking another wave of mud at the already occupied ralts (if only for the fact that she felt more confident against it than the other one).
shroomish faints mud-slap - ralts status - 3/3 (if i'm doing anything wrong pm me and i'll edit!)
roth tried to dodge the mud again, but it was too slow to do so. the previous attack had already clipped the psychic-type short, and it fell to the ground, exhausted. J immediately recalled the ralts, and noticed that dust had achieved a similar feat to the opponent's shroomish.
"tackle," J told the aron, and it ran across the slightly cracked arena (at its best speed, which wasn't very speedy) to the shellos, and tried to ram into the other creature.
It seemed, in the end, there was no point in hiding. The powerful opponent that she wasn't sure about, had never been sure about to begin with was the only one left, and shellos had to face it. Certainly, it blinked its eyes when she stared at it and looked back with a brighter, somewhat perkier gaze this time, like it'd just woken out of a dream or broken free of some sort of possession.
She hoped it worked to their advantage, at least. Shellos gave a little squeal of surprise as the hard, rocky head rammed into it and pain blossomed down its side, which hit the splintered ground hard. Shakily - and maybe after a few second's hesitation this time - it got up again, this time taking a running start at the aron before flopping sloppily on the ground, kicking up flecks of mud with its already soiled front.
mud-slap - aron (if i'm doing anything wrong pm me and i'll edit!)
mud quickly caught in dust's eyes, and the aron dropped to the ground, keen on getting the dirt out of its vision rather than fighting. J saw no point in getting the creature to continue fighting, and allowed it to rub its large, beady eyes with its stubby forearms on the arena grounds. "ah," he commented, turning to victoria. "we've lost."
(we could consider them winning and losing their respective matches to avoid decimals? aron W1 L1 (3lvs), shellos W1 L1 (3lvs), shroomish L1 (1v), ralts L1 (1lv)?)
If she felt surprised, it was only for a brief moment, and only because she expected it to drag out a few minutes longer and as a result, this felt abrubt. Shellos, after seeing the opponent gone, flopped so that it was facing the sky and curled its tongue out perhaps, in a gesture of happiness. "Thank you for the battle." Victoria recalled it, nodding her head at J's comment. "I learned something new from it." And maybe one day, they would meet again. New things.
