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Azery "Who's gonna win? Whos... gonna...win?" Lisa felt of a bit of adrenaline finally begin to pump as things went on... it was so close now, she could feel it... She couldn't help but wince though as the orb slammed into Spinda sending the normal type flying to the ground by her feet, hurt... hurt bad, but not down yet. The tiny bunny of insanity rose shakily to her feet, cringing and falling back to one knee as she gritted her teeth in exertion, an angered cry issuing forth. Meanwhile the Torkoal took Tytanniel's attack head on, feeling the sharp innertia of the impact through his shell, sending him off balance yet again and tumbling side over side across the ground before managing to bring himself to a full stop back on Lisa's side of the field... but not before unleashing another Flamethrower in Tytanniel's direction during his roll over. "Spinda, you wanna-" She was cut off by an angry stub to the face gesture, the normal type forcing herself to rise fully to her feet, face scrunched in rage. How dare that little serpent use such a cheap move against her- Dragon rage! of all the low and dirty things... she wanted to fix that little cheater... "Spind, Spinda!" She shouted, pointing at the serpent... and flaring her eyes blue for a moment. "You want to give them a parting gift?" Lisa asked, not even bothering to await an answer. "Alrighty then! Disable Dragon Rage!" The bunny's squiggles again flared, and again a blue light engulfed Liona on the other side of the field... and then Spinda scuttled off the field and hid behind her trainer's leg- exonerating herself from fighting any longer... Torkoal just sat there spewing flames at the grass type on the other side of the field all the while.... using more of a "spray and pray" strategy than actually aiming... but at the same time, he was sweeping everywhere he could...

Azery Awwww... you disappoint me with that one... should've thought about the consequences of being in mid-air if your not a bird. Lisa thought as Torkoal was first hit by the pin missles- rendered all but worthless thanks to the fire, and then the bout of electricity from the Dratini... that one torkoal actually felt despite his rotation, letting out an angry roar as he was knocked off balance and stopped dead in the dust. But his trainer wasn't about to let this opportunity pass. "see the Ferroseed? Flare it up, turn it up!" She ordered. The Torkoal, recognizing the special phrase, flipped himself onto his back and began using another rapid spin as he maneuvered himself directly beneath Tytaniell as the grass type was still in mid air... and then he opened his maw and released the fierce blast of fire he'd been conjuring in his throat, straight up, creating a virtual cyclone of Fire as the rotation became faster and faster... "Spinda, Icy Wind on the Dratini!" The bunny responded by again opening her small mouth and blowing forth a sparkling wind of ice blue, sending it towards the dragon type opposite her on the field...

Azery Spinda took the seed bomb head on, giving an indignant cry as the pod detonated. Lisa didn't seem bothered though... because she could tell from the pitch of the tiny wail that the spotted bunny could keep going- wanted to keep going, and so long as the little gal was willing.... The column of smoke meanwhile burst outwards in a fierce blossoming storm of fire as Torkoal's rotating shell shot out of the way of Liona's water pulse, a flame thrower whipping out in all directions as the thing spun like a run away top. Lisa just smiled, pointing at the Dratini across the field. Good... you're playing your hand... and Incinerate is gonna be next. "Disable Water Pulse!" She ordered. The Spinda responded with a short cry, it's squiggles-for-eyes lighting up with a bright teal before Liona's body began to become engulfed in the same light across the field... Meanwhile Torkoal was trucking on like near-literal hell-on-wheels, body completely bathed in Flamethrower as he hurtled himself towards Tytanniel...

Mareek: "Tell ya what- tell me everything you know, right here and now... and here's what I'll do. If lana wins, I'll spill everything." Well... I don't know, if everyone else already knows to some degree, Mareek would honestly see it as pointless and probably just try to organize them rather than suppress it anymore... you know, the make sure the "Watchers of the tower" don't become too many...

Azery ((Hell, that music's even better, soldier)) So he's not just another dumb lug then? Good... "Spin away and make them pay!" Lisa called, seemingly unphased. The spinda obeyed, transitioning directly from her off-the-wall dance routine in a makeshift ballerina pose, body beginning to whirl around like a spinning top as she smoothly moved to the side, the attack arcing past her completely. But she wasn't done, for the next moment her mouth was open, and from it blew forth a sparkling wind of icy blue, chilling the very air around it as it arced towards Liona and Tytanniel on the other side of the field. Meanwhile the white smoke surrounding where the torkoal presumably was was beginning to spiral into a small cyclone, flashes of hazy red visible in the base... Spinda wasn't the only one responding to the rhyme, it seemed. It honestly didn't take a Mossdeep Rocket Scientist to realize she'd put quite a bit of time, thought, and effort into training the two of them...

It. Has. Begun. Also, edited in some music... feel free to just supplant it with your own if ya don't care for it, soldier... And figured I'd add a bit of diversity to the place with Lisa...

Azery Lisa only chuckled as James tossed out his two fighters preemptively, making the same mistake so many others before him had... ah well, it's his slip-up, afterall. "Show me ya moves then!!" She called as she took hold of the capsules on her belt, tossing them into the air like a base ball pitcher one after the other, black braids whirling around her dark toned face as a Spinda and Torkoal burst forth from twin lights and landed in the dust. She took no qualms in making the first move, wanting to end this quick and not even waste her breath making small talk. "Torkoal, cloak ya self! Spinda, Teeter Dance!" Within an instant, the turtle opened it's mouth and streams of pure white steam gushed from it's nostrils, curling around it's form and creeping low along the ground around it like a wraith looking for souls. The Spinda meanwhile hopped up onto one leg as it's ally obscured his own vision from her insane dance, beginning to sway her entire body and wildly throw her stubby arms and out to the side, here and there, all a tissy, alternating from foot to foot all the while... It was kinda funny to look at, to be honest... alright, very funny...but Lisa was laughing for a much, much different reason....

Yeah, but... figured he had to win and all... but trust me... this ain't gonna be easy in the least bit with how Lisa fights using those two. *Hue hue hue hue....*

Behold, soldier! Your doom! Lv. 25 +White Smoke -Flamethrower -Rapid Spin -Gyroball -Clear Smog -Smokescreen -Will-o-wisp Lv. 24 +Own Tempo -Icy Wind -Rapid Spin -Drain Punch -Dizzy Punch -Disable -Teeter Dance Let us begin! *Marches over to the IC thread*

I was plotting for Lickitung, but I'll see about spinda...

So... Sergeant, am I free to choose my own arsenal, or do you have a set loadout already for this NPC?

I'll do it, if ya want, soldier...

Galen "Sarcasm will screw ya over kid, I'm serious." Galen remarked, not even looking at the girl as the first battle of the last block was being announced. "And he's coming up after this next battle that's just been announced finishes. His opponent might be a weakling, from what I've heard, but for you lot, I've gone and put the idea into his head that he shouldn't hold back anything against her so that you can see him fight seriously. Guess we'll see if my subtlety did it's work soon enough."

Bam! you're approved, soldier. @Exlink, that back story is gonna need a bit of work... it's not exactly sueish in and of itself particularly, but it's still a bit ridiculous that a parent would merely sit around on their ass and force their child to go out and take on a job just so the family can make ends meet, while they themselves do nothing. soldier, my suggestion would be to do something such as possibly remove the overall animostic tone of the backstory and instead of having his mother be "Lazy", have her having become so distraught over her husband's death that she honestly had a bit of trouble functioning from day to day and so Kaz had to take on a few responsibilities in order to help her out and make things easier, such as perhaps cooking dinner/meals, helping to clean around the home, basically reducing the amount of stuff she'd have to stress out over, etc.((because CPS does exists within Esperanza- the department falls under the Ministry of Demographics, and if he had to do everything you described him as having to, there would've eventually come a point when they'd look over and say "Nope, get him outta there, and get him out now" and he'd become a ward of the state and be part of the system until the age of 18)). You could then do something like say... that she died during the "Outbreak" and when Kaz started reading up about allegations that it was all caused by the government... well... you see where this is headed. Or... you could just keep the backstory and your PC would've been swept up into the custody of the government and Esperanza Child Protective Services rather than stay in that home environment- he'd become a ward of the state until age 18, and well... i personally just think something more like the above suggestion would result in a richer character and overall personal motivation than just this one right here or the one you currently have. Also, Exosuits will not be standard equipment here unless you take on certain missions/ you choose to suit up in one for a mission while in Mission load-out scenes ((Which I will explain later on along with how this is all going to play out))

Galen "Once you've seen the biggest overall threat to the operation there is around here," Galen responded simply, bridging his fingers- a habit lifted from his mother. "The bunch of rabble that have battled so far are more or less irrelevant to us aside from Evan and this kid I'm talking about... He's focused, he's intuitive about certain things, and He'll probably be the first one to see through everything and piece it all together into a completed puzzle if any of you fuck up around him or let something slip... I know, I talked to him not too long ago, and he hasn't changed much from how I knew him..." His face hardened a bit as he reviewed the impression of his brother he'd gotten earlier that day, confident that he was right in his warnings... "So there's your answer, kiddos, we're not leaving this stadium until all three of you lay eyes on the one student here you must avoid at all costs. Do not speak to him, and definitely don't do anything to draw his attention, cause if you do, you could damn well set into motion the failure of this whole operation. Lucky you though; his battle's not too far away now- your boredom will soon be over...one way or another." Mareek "Show me," Mareek demanded yet again of Erce. The Scyther nodded as she crouched down on the soft grass just outside the entrance of the Stadium, trainer and battle partner both staying not far away on the concrete, arms crossed. She gave a single glance to Mareek. "Reserves." He said simply. Within an instant the mantis vanished, kicking up bits of grass and dirt as she pushed herself off the ground, wings unfurling and beginning to buzz as she faded into a blur of motion, and then to thin air. He listened for the sound of her flight, as did Nemo by his side- not that they'd ever had a problem with Erce's noise giving away her position while using agility, but it didn't hurt to ensure the old girl wasn't getting sloppy or lazy with her battle standards. Nemo nodded up at the boy, confirming his ears could detect nothing either. A bit of cold wind blew as they both just stood there, waiting... just as an opponent would've been left waiting, vexed by what the hell Mareek would have ordered Erce to do. Hell, after enough time, they'd probably start thinking the scyther had actually disobeyed her trainer and fled the battle entirely, and that... was where they would get got. He turned to Nemo, figuring he would go ahead and try killing some time. "You still alright with this plan? You'll have to handle two opponents at once for a while..." Nemo gave it a bit of thought, then tapped his club against his helm and gave a confident cry, whirling the thing around and striking at multiple places in the air as to demonstrate how useful the target training they'd done had been. "And you know you're probably going to go down pretty fast depending on what that Shellos can do, right?"- Granted, it likely wouldn't be as fast as his first battle against a water type, but still... Nemo knew the risk, and he was ready for them. "Cube!" He nodded. "Just remember, the Rhyhorn is going to be your main focus, it shouldn't be too hard to deal with given it can only run in straight lines. Take him head on, sidestep when you can, and meet strike for strike, like I taught you. If you can at least weaken him a good bit, then Erce should be able to come in clean it all up for us. If the Shellos tries to intervene, break off and go for defense- your Bonemerang attacks are probably going to be your best friend for interception." Again, he simply nodded... and so with nothing more to discuss, the two merely stood there... waiting... "I told her I wasn't going to hold back, and I'm a man of my word...maybe she'll realize what's going on before it's too late, maybe she won't... either way..." "Kamikaze." He ordered, having decided he'd waited more than long enough. Within an Instant Erce reappeared in a blur of motion high in the air, tucking in her wings and letting gravity pull her down towards earth diagonally, adding to the force of the Return as her body began to become cloaked in hazy blue winds like the kind she utilized for her Vacuum Shield Stratagem. Then right before she hit the ground, she pulled up, wings buzzing once more, and she was beginning to blur as the teal winds faded. "We'll fight her as she as if she were anyone else." He finished to himself as he watched the mantis disappear again.

I give up for now then. EDIT: No I don't. is the elderly fellow the old Champion who reigned before the LT system was installed?

She's... the new Grass type specialist. and he's possibly either the electric specialist or the normal specialist? I don't know, I'm just taking shots in the dark for fun.

His apprentice then? Protege? some orphan he adopted, perhaps?

It's the mysterious champion of Ymora and his granddaughter/ daughter Did I get it right, sergeant?

Matrim It didn't taken long for the three men to have Elimus come around to a back entrance of the emporium and begin walking the wares out of the stall as Fay got herself installed in the new space, loading them onto his back one by one. unsurprisingly there had been no protest from the mount- God knows he'd probably hauled far more weight in the past. Minutes later they were off to the rendevous point, making way down a narrow side street at Gilwyn's suggestion. "To deter Thieves and muggers from an easy opportunity," He had said. "I can personally handle any rabble that want's to start trouble for us, but magic can tend to attract attention one might not want at times..." And here they were now, none to far from the Northern Gates... when Elimus' ears perked for a moment, detecting far off sound on the winds. And then Matrim and the others could hear it as well. It sounded like a young voice shouting in triumph, the words undecipherable to them, but the tone all too obvious, especially to Elimus. "Damn it..." He sighed simply "If it's not Whitehoove or Blackjack I have to constantly reign in, then it's him..." They seemed to all be coming to the end of the way... and Matrim thought he could see another black horse along with a man in the distance. Ko'Luki And Matrim "Hmmmmm...." -Windtracer fixed his rider with a stare, then finally- "Very well, loudman, let us be off then!" He enthusiastically galloped away for a few meters, only stopping to glance back at Ko'Luki expectantly. "You need acid, copper, and zinc, correct? Then come! Get on my back and We shall find them!" "No," a voice, a rather gruff one at that, called from a side street before Ko'Luki could answer. A black horse, looking near identical to Windtracer except for the fact of his muscular girth and stature- strong and stout as any warhorse- trotted into view under the light of the magicked lamps. "Must I always be around to reign you in like I do Whitehoove and Blackjack, boy?" The steed asked, shaking his head in disappointment. "Look at the time, damn it, we've not long before the others in the company will arrive from their own errands- do you really think this is the time or the place to go running off?" Windtracer looked back and forth between the elder steed and Ko'Luki, a defeated expression in his eyes. "No...father..." He sighed, turning and trotting back towards the gates. If Ko'Luki noticed, he'd spot a great deal of leather wares and saddles adorningly draped upon the larger beast's broad back and shoulders...

She's manipulative because she cares...

How about one of the following, soldier? M-GengarM-Gyarados M-Houndoom M-Banette M-Sabeleye M-Sharpedo Figured one of these six could probably fit James well enough

Arya couldn't help but be a bit skeptical it was 'nothing', but... no point in directly pressing the matter. I'll just flank around and nudge things back to it later. "Arya," She said. "Arya Wraith- kind of a weird last name, yeah...I know..." She paused, glancing over at the table she'd just left as Vivienne sat down in the distance. She honestly couldn't tell what was going on between them partner wise- but she'd assumed since the green haired girl had simply rushed off immediately after they'd gotten in here... Actually maybe this can work out... She turned her attention back to Lyre. If I can find someone else for her to partner with instead of me...I won't have to deal with all the flightiness I've seen... There was a bit of guilt for the thought of simply pawning off the girl on someone else to handle, but Arya... simply was not fond of the way Vivi had been consistently acting since they'd met; and it was better to handle it this way instead of just powering forward and letting more slip ups like in the hallway happen down the line. "They'll probably get alot worse the more and more irked I get..." She mentally sighed to herself, her facial expression sinking from it's concerned cheerfulness for just a moment. "I don't want to be shallow or anything... but it's better to just end this here and only hurt her feelings a bit now than to let it go on and end up with me accidentally saying something and hurting them alot more later on." "Hey, Lyre," She began in a naturally friendly tone. "Do you have a partner yet?"

PM me about this supposed bomb disposal unit, soldier. And if he's gonna be retired at anything, than his age should appropriately reflect that (Which may or may not cause complications on certain missions) There is no facebook in Esperanza, and 23 year olds do not just up and get rich enough to retire in this city. slots are still open. You making a relative, soldier?

@King Murdoc/ Hukuna: I move for this thread to be pinned whenever you guys get the chance. Excellent guide here, excellent indeed, and we really needed something like it since... I don't even know what happened to Project Brainstorm at this point