Jump to content

Pokemon Mystery Dungeon: The Return (RP thread)


grasssnake485

Recommended Posts

"Oh, whoops. I must've had my head in the clouds." He mumbled as he followed after Draidon once more, while the sound of rustling leaves was getting louder and closer, It does seem like it's coming from around here, but where exactly?" He questioned.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

  • Replies 515
  • Created
  • Last Reply

Top Posters In This Topic

Draidon crept into the next room to find... a Timburr nailing a tree with his attacks.

"From there," he said, pointing at the other pokemon, can't helping but chuckle a little at how foolish it looked. "Looks like the fool thinks he'll learn wood hammer by doing that!"

Link to comment
Share on other sites

First, Otto fell. By the sound of it, he was alright. The shout for a reviver seed guaranteed that, as Artemis came flying past and into the pitfall as Mac took a last look at the floor, nabbing 50P before jumping down the pitfall.

The landing still hurt, but the three of them made it this far. Mac walked over to his comrades, but took a defensive stance, in anticipation of a potential foe. Fortunately, the coast was clear- the four of them were safe. Meaning they could rescue the injured Pokemon and all escape with their badges, leaving Mac with the Escape Orb, a Power Band, a Hurl Orb, and 150P from the dungeon.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

  • Support Squad

Between the dazed attempts to knock the tree down, Roy began to notice something amiss. there's someone watching... make that sometwo..wait, is that right...? F*ck it, I don't english.

Roy span around, spotting the oddest couple of pokemon he could conceive. A Druddigon, and a Jolteon.

Upon seeing the dynamic duo, Roy burst into tittering giggles, partially caused by the minor concussion Roy had developed.

"Bwahahahahah, oh you guys just made my day! Vincent, Come check this out!" Roy beckoned

Link to comment
Share on other sites

"Easy Ace, no need to get upset about this little one's laughing." Sparks claimed as tried to calm down his flying ally, before facing the Timburr once more, "Recite your name, little one." He asked in a friend-like tone, gesturing a paw towards the small Fighting type.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

  • Support Squad

"Recite your name, little one."

"Wassat mean?" Roy asked, despite the fact he woudn't remember anyway. "wait, you calling me little?! I'll take you all on!" Roy roared, adjusting his cowboy hat, readying for a fight. Roy rushed forward, preparing ice in his fist, aiming at the large Druiddigon, confident he would OHKO the brute... Untill he realised he couldn't use ice punch. the small fist swung and bounced off the Dragons scales, hurting Roys fist.

"Owowowowowowow, why can't i use ice punch?!?!" Roy bawled, embarrassed and disappointed in himself.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Sparks couldn't help, but laugh at the Timburr's attempt to use Ice Punch, "I mean, tell us what your name is." He rephrased, before glancing at Draidon, "He does seem like a fighter, right?" He questioned.

Edited by Sparky
Link to comment
Share on other sites

Draidon crossed his Arms and glared down at the Timburr in an intimidating manner. He hadn't been scared in the least bit when the fool had come rushing at him and didn't even prepare a move to use against Draidon... But he was a bit angered now.
"Not a very bright one..." he snarled. "Though, if you're that eager to fight me..." He brandished his teal, glowing claws in a implicative matter, daring the Timburr to try something again.
"Then I won't have any problem obliging you... though you might have bitten off more than you can chew, kid."

Link to comment
Share on other sites

  • Support Squad

"Then I won't have any problem obliging you... though you might have bitten off more than you can chew, kid."

Now this, was what Roy had been waiting for. A real opponent, No one had any advantages, it was a fair fight in every sense.

"Aha, someone with a spine around here! Leggo!" and with that, Roy leapt back to stand at a distance, gauging his opponent.

"Yellow person-thingy-mon-guy, you call the start to this."

Link to comment
Share on other sites

"I'd say you two are crazy, but who am i to dictate what the little one wants?" He questioned to himself, before taking a collective breath, "...and Begin!" He announced as he stepped back to let them battle one another.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

  • Support Squad

((I'd just like to point out that in the mystery dungeon games, endure last 4-5 turns.here's my proof, if necessary. http://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Status_ailments_in_Mystery_Dungeon and I see you, setting up over dere, you crafty person you ))

"Since when was that decided?" Roy asked, half teasing, and half honestly asking. He didn't want to look the fool.

"Well, here I COME!" Roy bellowed as he launched himself at the Druddgigon

"HYPER GLORIOUS MAGNIFICO SLAM OF GLORY!!!" Roy yelled, as he slammed into the druddigon with superpowered strength,

Link to comment
Share on other sites

((and I'd like to point out the fact that you forget about Rough Skin... You'll get half the damage of whatever you do to him... >:^) ))

Draidon put his arms up in an X formation, trying to block the brunt of the attack. he took the hit head on, being forced to stumble back a meter or two... It hurt quite a bit.

"That's right..." he said, wincing. "Go on, try that again... you'll regret it soon." with that said he again racked his claws against his shoulder spikes, watching the Timburr closely this time...

Link to comment
Share on other sites

  • Support Squad

((Turn 2 of endure))

"Huh, that hurt more than a slam should have" Roy said, perplexed. He paused to take a breath, leering at his foe in an attempt to thide the fact that he was hurt quite a bit.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

((Were you trying to use Leer, or was that just something you said?))

Seeing an opportunity since the foe wasn't going in for an attack, Draidon began to strafe around his opponent, stepping away from the Timburr and moving next to the tree. his eyes were glued on the other pokemon the whole time as his hands began to take on a Teal Glow. he raised his claws and stepped forward aggressively, as if he were about to rush forward and strike the Timburr...

Yeah... go on, idiot... He thought to himself. Come at me again if you dare... Like I said, I'll make you regret it... big time.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

  • Support Squad

((Turn 3 of Endure))

As much as Roy hated to admit it, That backlash hurt a lot, especially combined with the exhaustion caused by his power. All he could do as Leer once more at his foe.

"So, you're just gonna stay on the defensive huh? Have you been letting your buddies defend you? Oersonally, your jolteon friend looks more intimidating than you ever could."

Link to comment
Share on other sites

"Not so..." Draidon sneered, trying his best to ignore that leer. "I'm just trying to take advantage of your stupidity...guess It's time to stop waiting though..." with that said, he reached up and broke off a rather sizable tree branch, and used his claws sharpen one end to a razor sharp point in a single swift stroke. He then balanced it in his palm and drove it home, sending the thing flying through the air and heading towards Roy.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

  • Support Squad

((Turn 4. Go time.))

As the tree trunk was sent flying toward Roy, a fierce grin washed over the Timburrs face. The tree impacted dead center into Roy's stomach. If he had not braced himself for impact he may not have simply fainted. The tree pushed Roy back, sliding across the ground, until he came to a stop. Roy's hat gently floated down to ground after being knocked off, his shades were in a state off disarray on his face.

Roy's brush with true, serious danger scared him, but this fear was warded off by the blood roaring through his system. With a furious cry, this time with no need for ostentatious words, he loosed a furious, heart pounding roar, grasping for every minute grain of strength within his small, battered body. He grasped the branch, which had partially pierced Roys abdomen, and willed himself to lift it, reaching back, and hurling, no Launching the branch with the last vestige of his power. The wood rocketed towards Draidon with more speed and power than an infernapes mach punch.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

((congratulations... you just pissed off a dragon.))

"ARCEUS DAMN YOUUUUU!" Draidon roared in a mix of fury and agony as he clutched his bleeding shoulder... he hadn't been expected this little sh*t to go and send that branch flying back at him.. and definitely no where near as fast as he had... luckily Atton had keep his dragon claw move active, and was able to cut the branch down in the nick of time to the point where it wouldn't kill him on impact... but he'd been too slow. A large chunk of it now protruded from his right shoulder. He felt a little faint... that had pushed him too close to the edge... but he also felt something else. It was Rage... hot, unbridled rage. his eyes had a certain glint in them as he reached up and pulled the Branch out of the wound, tossing it to the ground and preparing a tiny flame in his mouth which cloaked his fangs. he spat some of the fire onto the wound, cauterizing it and stopping the bleeding. He glared at Roy with hatred in his eyes, letting out a Horrifying Roar that only a dragon on a warpath could possibly muster.

"I'm going to KILL you for that..." He snarled with enough ferocity that it was obvious he wasn't bluffing. He Stomped forward slowly, puffs of visible breath issuing from his mouth. He got into a low stance, spreading out his wings and holding his claws out to his side. His hands began to glow softly with a teal light, then increased intensity to a blinding degree. He tucked in his wings, streamlining his body before taking off in a ground breaking charge, spurred faster and faster by the adrenaline that had begun pumping through his system. It was Adrenaline fueling his rage right now. It was adrenaline that was keeping him going, allowing him to ignore his own pain... and with adrenaline, It only took him a moment to close in on the Timburr, And when he did, he brought both claws around in harrowing arcs, one aimed for the Timburs neck, and the other for his face and eyes. Each claw was driven with enough force to carve through straight through stone as if it were butter... and far more than enough force to tear through bone and flesh.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Sparks had been watching the battle, but the sight of Draidon's recent action was a bit much for him as he began to charge a Thunderbolt in order to save the Timburr from being torn to shreds, "Alright! Enough is enough, you two!" He exclaimed as he launched the Thunderbolt at Draidon to try and cease his rampage.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Draidon paused and turned his attention to Sparks as he heard a familiar zapping sound fill the air. He could see an Arc of Electricity flying through the air towards him...

"Both of you then... both of you DIE here!" He roared in a fury as he leapt out of the way of the attack and subsequently putting distance in between him and roy. He positioned himself so that he could stand facing both of them at the same time, casting a hateful gaze on the two as the thunderbolt struck the earth where he stood moments before. He turned his attention to Sparks.

"I really don't get you..." he snarled. "You keep saying that electric types aren't bad... and then you go and keep proving that to be a lie every time..." His claws maintained the blazing whitish blue hue as he turned his attention to the tree behind him, the one he'd broken the tree branch off of... and noticed something there that he hadn't before... Sitrus berries. He was close to the end... he knew that. He wouldn't be able to take on both of these foes at once... but if he could get one of those berries... He grinned as he looked up at the branches, sinking his claws deep into the tree's bark and beginning to climb up the tree as quick as he could, spurred on by his berserk state of mind...

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Guest
This topic is now closed to further replies.
  • Recently Browsing   0 members

    • No registered users viewing this page.

×
×
  • Create New...