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Ongoing Adventure by Post - des121
- Thread starter nightblitz42
- Start date
Hunter yowls for help. Does anybody answer his desperate call?
Yes! From around the corner of the hall comes barreling an old face, Mabosstiff. What a welcome surprise! You didn't know you were friends like that.
[Hunter: -1 Stress]
With no hesitation, Mabosstiff rushes to your aid. He runs; he leaps; he bites the foe Whimsicott by its downy mane! With his terrifying vice's grip he wrestles Whimsicott off of Hunter's head, and then starts to shake Whimsicott back and forth maliciously.
You crouch next to Hunter and pluck all the cotton bunches out of his fur. Looking closely, you notice a wriggling cluster of vines at the base of each clump you dislodge. Oh, you recognize these: Leech Seeds, no doubt. If you hadn't removed them then they would've drained Hunter's energy in a matter of minutes. Quite a frightening attack...
[Hunter: -1 Cotton Growth]
[UOD Roll]
Whimsicott can't escape from Mabosstiff's tremendous grasp. Arle, its Trainer, issues increasingly complex orders -- her whip-cracking accelerates to a staggering rate of several times a second -- but trapped in the jaws of such a muscular foe, there isn't anything Whimsicott can do but squirm.
"I'm holding this thing real tight," grunts Mabosstiff. "That's all I can do. It's so fluffy that my teeth can't possibly pierce its hide and do any serious damage. This is your fight, Hunter. Finish it off."
des121 Mabosstiff is holding Whimsicott in his teeth. Trapped in this way, Whimsicott is hopelessly unable to attack or defend. How do you plan to deliver the finishing blow?
........ Courtney - Stress ▯▯▯▯ 0/4
... Hunter - Stress ▯▯▯▯ 0/4
........ Inventory - Resources ▮▮▯▯▯ 2/5
... Whimsicott - Stress ??? 0/???
Yes! From around the corner of the hall comes barreling an old face, Mabosstiff. What a welcome surprise! You didn't know you were friends like that.
[Hunter: -1 Stress]
With no hesitation, Mabosstiff rushes to your aid. He runs; he leaps; he bites the foe Whimsicott by its downy mane! With his terrifying vice's grip he wrestles Whimsicott off of Hunter's head, and then starts to shake Whimsicott back and forth maliciously.
You crouch next to Hunter and pluck all the cotton bunches out of his fur. Looking closely, you notice a wriggling cluster of vines at the base of each clump you dislodge. Oh, you recognize these: Leech Seeds, no doubt. If you hadn't removed them then they would've drained Hunter's energy in a matter of minutes. Quite a frightening attack...
[Hunter: -1 Cotton Growth]
[UOD Roll]
Whimsicott can't escape from Mabosstiff's tremendous grasp. Arle, its Trainer, issues increasingly complex orders -- her whip-cracking accelerates to a staggering rate of several times a second -- but trapped in the jaws of such a muscular foe, there isn't anything Whimsicott can do but squirm.
"I'm holding this thing real tight," grunts Mabosstiff. "That's all I can do. It's so fluffy that my teeth can't possibly pierce its hide and do any serious damage. This is your fight, Hunter. Finish it off."des121 Mabosstiff is holding Whimsicott in his teeth. Trapped in this way, Whimsicott is hopelessly unable to attack or defend. How do you plan to deliver the finishing blow?
........ Courtney - Stress ▯▯▯▯ 0/4 ... Hunter - Stress ▯▯▯▯ 0/4 ........ Inventory - Resources ▮▮▯▯▯ 2/5 ... Whimsicott - Stress ??? 0/???
Hunter loads up all his strength into one big breath of fire!
Before the flame itself reaches Whismicott, the Grass-Type feels an intense wave of heat radiating toward it. The ends of its mane begin to char and curl inwards. Frantically, Whimsicott tries to squirm itself out of Mabosstiff's grip, but is unrewarded for the effort. There is no escape. Defeat is inevitable.
Poof! Hunter's breath hits its mark! Whoosh! Crackle! A great big plume of flame, and then ashen smoke encompasses Whimsicott. And when that dissipates, what's left... is one completely-bald Whimsicott. It rubs its bare head despairingly. Every little bit of cotton on its body has been vanished; burned to nothing by hellish, indiscriminate fire.
Arle throws her whip to the ground in frustration.
"Gosh-darn-dang-nab-it! I thought I had the perfect battle plan this time! ...Maybe I should'a planned for a surprise attack? ...Yeah, guess that's it. Next time, Whimsicott! Next time I'll get us a win!"
She returns her Pokemon to its Ball.
"Alright, loser pays up is the custom, right?" Arle tosses you a few crumpled-up bills. [+1 Resources]. "Oh, and a parting gift, too. Dunno when I'll see you next. I think I'm gonna be closing this stadium for a while -- on account of: I screwed up big tonight so I'm gonna lay low until things settle. Take this. Keep it. And don't tell anyone you saw me here today, m'kay?"
Arle gives you a Cotton Bomb.
(A dense ball of cotton. When thrown... well, one can guess what might happen.)
"Later, alligator!" Arle grabs her heavy garbage bag of stuff and disappears out the door.
It's just you and Mabosstiff left. The night is late. Mabosstiff rubs his lightly-singed tongue and lips. Looks like he's heading back to his Trainer.
Seems like the Stadium is going to be closing down for the time being. With no source of income and no reason to stay, it'd make sense for you to hit the trails soon. des121 Is there anything left for you to take care of here?
........ Courtney - Stress ▯▯▯▯ 0/4
... Hunter - Stress ▯▯▯▯ 0/4
........ Inventory - Resources ▮▮▮▯▯ 3/5
........ Items - [Cotton Bomb: Explodes when thrown to scatter cotton all over the room.]
Before the flame itself reaches Whismicott, the Grass-Type feels an intense wave of heat radiating toward it. The ends of its mane begin to char and curl inwards. Frantically, Whimsicott tries to squirm itself out of Mabosstiff's grip, but is unrewarded for the effort. There is no escape. Defeat is inevitable.
Poof! Hunter's breath hits its mark! Whoosh! Crackle! A great big plume of flame, and then ashen smoke encompasses Whimsicott. And when that dissipates, what's left... is one completely-bald Whimsicott. It rubs its bare head despairingly. Every little bit of cotton on its body has been vanished; burned to nothing by hellish, indiscriminate fire.
Arle throws her whip to the ground in frustration.
She returns her Pokemon to its Ball.
Arle gives you a Cotton Bomb.
(A dense ball of cotton. When thrown... well, one can guess what might happen.)
"Later, alligator!" Arle grabs her heavy garbage bag of stuff and disappears out the door.
It's just you and Mabosstiff left. The night is late. Mabosstiff rubs his lightly-singed tongue and lips. Looks like he's heading back to his Trainer.
Seems like the Stadium is going to be closing down for the time being. With no source of income and no reason to stay, it'd make sense for you to hit the trails soon. des121 Is there anything left for you to take care of here?
........ Courtney - Stress ▯▯▯▯ 0/4 ... Hunter - Stress ▯▯▯▯ 0/4 ........ Inventory - Resources ▮▮▮▯▯ 3/5 ........ Items - [Cotton Bomb: Explodes when thrown to scatter cotton all over the room.]
You head back to your room and get a good night's rest.
Next morning, when you wake up, the stadium building is empty. Nobody's there. Not a soul. The Pokemon Checkup counter is empty, as is Mr. Backrowave's office, as is the main lobby. It's really quite eerie. So, you head outside.
As you stroll through town, every person you pass by is chattering about Arle's stadium. It seems to be all the buzz this morning. Eager to listen, you overhear a few snippets of gossip:
Given what people are saying about Arle, it's no surprise that she'd be hiding her face right now. And the stadium is all but abandoned...
Well, as good a time as any to set out. Your spirits are high and your backpack bulging with supplies. Off to greener pastures it is!
Until next time!
[Session close]
........ Courtney - Stress ▯▯▯▯ 0/4
... Hunter - Stress ▯▯▯▯ 0/4
........ Inventory - Resources ▮▮▮▯▯ 3/5
........ Items - [Cotton Bomb: Explodes when thrown to scatter cotton all over the room.]
Next morning, when you wake up, the stadium building is empty. Nobody's there. Not a soul. The Pokemon Checkup counter is empty, as is Mr. Backrowave's office, as is the main lobby. It's really quite eerie. So, you head outside.
As you stroll through town, every person you pass by is chattering about Arle's stadium. It seems to be all the buzz this morning. Eager to listen, you overhear a few snippets of gossip:
Random passersby said:
Given what people are saying about Arle, it's no surprise that she'd be hiding her face right now. And the stadium is all but abandoned...
Well, as good a time as any to set out. Your spirits are high and your backpack bulging with supplies. Off to greener pastures it is!
Until next time!
[Session close]
........ Courtney - Stress ▯▯▯▯ 0/4 ... Hunter - Stress ▯▯▯▯ 0/4 ........ Inventory - Resources ▮▮▮▯▯ 3/5 ........ Items - [Cotton Bomb: Explodes when thrown to scatter cotton all over the room.]Courtney signed up to battle at a Pokemon Stadium.
She won all her battles, made good friends with a Mabosstiff, and earned substantial prize money from winning her battles.
Unfortunately, the stadium suddenly closed down out of nowhere. Might've had to do with the stadium owner being involved in a scandal, but the exact details are unknown.
With the Pokemon Stadium closed for good, Courtney heads to her next destination...
She won all her battles, made good friends with a Mabosstiff, and earned substantial prize money from winning her battles.
Unfortunately, the stadium suddenly closed down out of nowhere. Might've had to do with the stadium owner being involved in a scandal, but the exact details are unknown.
With the Pokemon Stadium closed for good, Courtney heads to her next destination...