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Stunfisk

OH SHIT EQ spam


Anyways what the hell might start writing

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Day1:

I awake in my apartment with a startle to find that the power's out. Groggily, I roll off the couch and look out the window, and the sight ahead of me wakes me up and chills me in surprise and fright - Zombies, everywhere in the streets, with some of them making their way towards my apartment complex. In a rush, I grab my backpack and stuff as much Gatorade and food as I can, putting on my shoes and grabbing both my dad's pistol and the aluminum baseball bat I keep. I open the door to find a little ball thing, a little over the size of a marble, red on top and white on bottom with a button in the center. I press it, and it grows to about half again the size of a baseball. This intrigues me, so I keep it in my hand as I run into the hallway.

I make my way towards the stairs, and head down to the bottom floor and make my way out of the complex. The first zombie I encounter is on the third flight of stairs, missing an arm but still very dangerous if I don't check it quickly. I take it out with a quick headshot, thanking my dad in my head for taking me hunting every summer. At this point I look in my pistol and see how many bullets I have left - 14 bullets. I stop for a few seconds, frowning at the pistol and thinking about how I'm supposed to keep myself alive with just a baseball bat and a ball thing that I can probably hit several yards. Before trashing the sphere-thing I take one last look at it, and it hits me - it's a damn PokeBall. I smile, thinking that its just a toy, that I outgrew Pokemon a few years back. I press the button in the middle - the PokeBall opens, and in a burst of light, a fish thing pops out - Stunfisk. I moan slightly, thinking that I can't do anything with it. I keep it anyway, hoping it tastes like flounder.

I find my way out of the apartment, feeling slightly fatalistic knowing that sometime in the immediate future I'll be one of these zombies. As soon as I step out a group of about 30 zombies faces me and shambles in my direction. I use my bullets to take out the first ones incoming, though I then immediately curse myself for getting rid of my most valuable asset. I think, fuck it, and decide to throw out Stunfisk about 10 meters in front of the zombies. Its eyes suddenly light up with some inner determination that I didn't know animals could have - in front of it, a crack in the road opens up and goes down to around 50 meters down, taking every single zombie in the group with it. My eyes widen with astonishment - Fissure. I smile at the Stunfisk, who returns the favor by winking. Feeling a lot better knowing I had a nice weapon at my disposal, I put Stunfisk back in the Pokeball and decide to head out in the morning from Solon Apartments to the nearest city, Cleveland, to find more supplies and maybe even transportation or survivors.

However, I needed rest. I go back into my apartment, locking the door behind me and sleeping in the bathroom, which is also locked.

To Be Continued.

Stunfisk - HEALTHY - Known moves: Fissure
 
Day 6​
So there I was, preparing to leave my embarkment on the roof of the warehouse, I carefully opened the door leading to the 3rd floor, spear in hand, a Pupitar and a fox-girl (read, Zorua who's owner spent to many hours looking at japanese anime) behind me.

Quiet as a Pichu I step down the stair, coming to a corner. I stop and realize that if I turn the corner and find a zombie, I won't have the time or room to defend myself (try swinging a 5 foot pole in a small stairwell). I start to back up when I step on a discarded can of Coca-cola, and before I can turn to run a figure steps out of the shadow (he's/she's temporarily anonymous, anyone who wants can play him...), pointing a shotgun at my head.

My head goes into overdrive, okay, so having the higher ground I could kick the gun to the side, and stab him as he attempts to reacquire me, but wait, if he's been able to survive via a shotgun, a very loud weapon, then he must have an extremely complex and effective base and other humans/a hell of a lot of pokemon to man it.

Deciding that teamwork may be the best idea I lower my weapon gently, return my Pupitar to its pokeball, and raise my hands in the air. Zorua sees me do so and mimics me.

The mystery man/woman leads me into a wide open space, their are tables turned over, broken computers, and even a bathroom that looked to have been sanitary at one point in its life. I come to the conclusion that this must have been some sort of manager's office, a home-away-from-home for some big C.E.O. on top of one of his factories?

We walk towards the end, I notice dead bodies lumped together and out of the corner of my eye notice one has a pokeball wrenched in his hands. Not wanting to be outmatched if things turn violent I pretend to trip into the dead body, wrench the ball from his/her hand, and get back up.

He/she stops me in a room and asks me how I'd be able to help him/her in terms of survival. I retort, "Well, sir/madam, I know how to fight with pokemon, my proficiency in real combat is with spears and swords (which means I'll let you get all the guns), and the more people their are, and every second a zombie spends eating me is a second you can spend running away".

He/she asks what pokemon I contribute, I send out Pupitar and explain the whole, Zorua is a fox-girl situation. I take out the pokeball I'd looted of someone's corpse and throw it to reveal the latest addition to my team...
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Dusknoir. Once again, my brain goes into overdrive and I start speaking rapidly, trying to come up with a use for Dusknoir. "Well lets see, between will-o-wisp, focus blast, earthquake, and shadow ball he makes a great asset a la tower defense and if we need to move he can act as a wrecking ball between focus punch and shadow punch." He/she was obviously impressed, as I didn't get my brains blown out and stuffed with lead. We sat down to prepare defenses.


Okay, if this has said anything, I'm looking for someone on Smogon to team up with, agree now and I'll replace all traces of he/she in this "entry" with your name.
 
(Accepting verbatim's offer)

Hmm, consider yourself lucky I'm in a good mood today, sir/madam, or I would have blown your head off for taking that Poke Ball just now.
You stumbled in here, uninvited, as I'm on my last legs of defense. Understandably, I'm a little on edge.


Dispatch had said this area didn't have survivors, only infected. Now some bloody kid wants to follow me around. I can't believe how much HQ really shafted me with this mission. Not only was their intel wrong, but there's no information to find. It's not like the zombies can tell me what caused the happening. Still, I guess this kid could be useful, if for nothing more than bait...


I'll accept your partnership. We need food and supplies, now. Since you plan on teaming up, what little you brought won't be enough for the both of us and our Pokemon...
 
Day 6.

I ended up in a supermarket looking for food only to be ambushed by zombies. Yanma and Deerling are in no condition to fight after a long night, and Trapinch is, well, Trapinch. So I call them into their PokeBalls and run... only to end up in a corner. Note to self: Don't do that next time. I have to use my Pokemon here. Although the zombies are at bay for the moment, my friends are losing fast - and then I see it. Yanma falls. But there's no time to grieve right now. I look around for something to throw, and find a PokeBall with 68 inscribed on it. I throw it... and out comes a godsend.
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That's right, Pokemon #68 is Machamp. Suddenly I notice that Trapinch, standing triumphantly over a defeated zombie, has begun to glow. At long last... Trapinch is evolving.
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Vibrava at last. Now, to make a long story short, Machamp and Vibrava gained a couple levels with ease, the combination of Screech and Dynamicpunch being too much for the zombies to handle. I grab some food and empty PokeBalls and leave.

I re-examined Machamp's PokeBall. It appeared to have once born a name, although it is too faded to read. But Machamp appears confident... and then Deerling spots something moving quickly in the distance. What could it be? Is it... a person?

Pokemon
Yanma - RIP
Trapinch Vibrava - 89% HP, level 43
=Dig, Screech, Sand Tomb, Crunch
Patrat - Eaten.
Deerling - 53% HP, level 26
=Jump Kick, Leech Seed, Take Down, Faint Attack
Machamp - 99% HP, level 57
=Dynamicpunch, Seismic Toss, Cross Chop, Wide Guard
 
Alright, let's do this
Day #1
#57, let's see that's a...
PRIMEAEPE OH GOD YES. Close Combats those bitches for super effective damage (i'm assuming they're dark). After beating off hordes of zombies with nothing but it's fists, I find somewhere to sleep for the night while he keeps guard, staying awake all night due to vital spirit.
Day #2
I roll a 2, Ivysaur it is. Ivysaur joins the crew by spamming razor leefeverywhere, and his tasty leaves make for a fantastic salad. Unfortunatley, he isn't as alert as primeape and gets a zombie bite from behind.
Day #3
Saddened by the loss of a friend, I don't feel like getting out of bed. That is until primeape shows me that we're across the street from a pokemon center. I heal Primeape and notice a pokeball still in the machine, left over from the attack. I throw it and it turns out to be nothing but #80, slowbro. Damn, can't even use it for food. I use it as bait and throw it at the zombies. While Primeape laughs his ass off at that, a zombie grabs him from behind and infects him. FFFFFFFFFFFF. Teary eyed, I shoot my beloved partner in the face and bunker down for the night, waiting for Arceus to give me a second chance
Day 4
Saddened by my partner's death, I find a pokeball next to where I'm sleeping. I throw it out and it's a #561, Sigilyph. Groaning at having a dark week pokemon, I soon realize that it has magic guard! That means no zombie infections for me :) I stroll out confident, sigilyph hitting all of them with air slashes. That is until it misses, and a zombie gets a super effective hit on it. Shit. We run off, and in a last ditch effort to save me, it Whirlwinds the zombies away, before dying of injuries.
Day 5
I've grown use to the death and carnage at this point, and no suprise comes when I find a pokeball, labeled with the number 625. Throwing it at the wall, I get A FUCKING BISHARP HELL YEAH. It quad resists dark, and is immune to zombie poison. With this guy, it's going to be hard to die. We move downtown, moving quietly through the buildings, not wanting to waste pp. At the end of our journey we find an RV that should comfort us nicely.
Day 6
After waking up peacefully for the first time in what seems like forever, I scavenge for food. I notice a Great Ball lying in one of the shelves labeled 297. A Hoenn mon, this should be interesting. And it was. I got the giant sumo wrestler of a pokemon, Hariyama. Unable to believe My good fortune, Hariyama and Bisharp team up like bros as we move into downtown for some sign of civilization. A man in a suit comes up to me, carrying a fire axe, he must have worked neerby. He shows us to a large group of survivors, none of them noticing us, instead looking intently at a man who's saying some cult bullshit about how pokemon caused this. When he notices my pokeballs, he orders his followers to kill us, great. Hariyama covers us with Arm Thrusts as we try to hide from the cult. Finally, I notice a convienently placed storage facility and decide to spend the night there, hiding from the murderous cult.
Day 7
Come on, there's got to be something! I look around the storage facility, looking for a pokeball to use, as there have always been. In my rage of not being able to find one, I hit the wall, and I notice a small movement out of the corner of my eye. I move closer to it, to find that it's a Happiny. Me bisharp and Hariyama then eat a delicous egg breakfast. We know that we have to move, or else the cult will find us. We do as we always do, fighting off zombies, until we hear a shout of "There they are!" and see the cult charging us in order to kill us. Shit. As we run, the noise the cult makes attracts a large horde of zombies in front of us. Hariyama gives me a hug, then throws me and bisharp on the other side of the horde as he attempts to fight off both the zombies and the cult, knowing that it's a useless battle. Come on, I say to bisharp, let's go. We go into an office building, depressed at losing another friend.
Day 8
I'm desperate for a new teammate, and as I look around the office building for a telltale sign of a pokeball, I notice my pants are on fire. As I put it out, I notice a cyndaquil attemting to burn my legs off. Eventually, I convince it to join us, while getting many 3rd degree burns in the process. At the end of a long day of walking and zombie fighting, to which cyndy burned them all, I see the airport that used to be LAX right in front of me. I realize that if I could somehow get a helicopter, I could escape! I also knew I'd need much more firepower, So I decide to hide out in a small apartment nearby for a few days, waiting to get some allies for the fight.
Day 9
Braviary. I gain a giant eagle to help me fly over the zombies, excellent.
Day 10
Raikou. I get the dog of thunder on my side and finish off the last of the good food in the aparment without worries, as I make my way to the others in the complex, glad for the high walls and iron gate surrounding it.
Day 11
I get a little kitty kat in meowth and grind like shit against the zombie horde to level up cyndaquil and meowth. I decide that I'm ready to face the humungous horde of LAX with a team of Bisharp, Typhlosion, Braviary, Raikou and Persian. Whatever I get tomorrow I'll take with me into battle.
Day 12 - The final battle
The pokeball is sitting in Persian's mouth, and I grab it and throw it, seeing what our final team member will be in our struggle. It's the pixie of wisdom, Uxie. Alright, I'm ready for this. I fly on top of Braviary with the others in pokeballs, as I search for something I can use to fly me out of here. Then Braviary gets hit with a giant missile. The cult is still after us, fantastic. Braviary's too weak to continue flying, so I put him back in his ball and send out the others. Long story short, Persian sacrfises himself to distract a horde in the entrance so we can escape. Uxie is crushed to death by the cult, as they tear into it, leaving a scene to brutal to imagine. The cult then gets teared apart by zombies, as I'm left with three mons in fighting condition. Finally, we make our way on to the tarmac, as we see a horde of zombies surrounding us from all sides, and I realize it's the end for us. Typhlosion uses heat wave to burn up the zombies, but it's no use, we need a clear path to go through. Bisharp realizes this and cuts a huge hole in the zombies with a night slash as Raikou puts me on it's back and runs at top speed into a helicopter near the end of the tarmac. As I put raikou in it's ball and go up in the helicopter, I say goodbye to my pokemon who fought valiantly, as I see typhlosion and bisharp go down as I lift up.

Then I crash into a building and we all die.
 
Night 4

Aura Guardian and I were both lucky enough to find a supply cache in the forest by the tech center. The guns were surprising -- firearms were heavily regulated pre-outbreak, rare outside the military and police forces. There was a red, blue, and yellow star on the cache, the symbol of the Kanto region.

We soon came across the source of the cache. We discovered a huge tear in the earth, hundreds of feet long, bordered by fallen and scorched trees. The wreckage of a fighter jet was at the end of the giant scar. It too bore the Kanto star.

There was no sign of the pilot, although a parachute hung limply, abandoned, in a tree.

"What's a Kanto plane doing in Unova?" I wondered aloud.

Suddenly, there was a quiet rustle behind us. Raichu turned to face it, alert, but not displaying zombie fear.

Slowly, its yellow body appearing almost blue in the moonlight, was a new Pokemon. It was clearly afraid of us, yet it wanted to make itself known.

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"Hey, big...um, fella," I called to it, "It's dangerous out here... Want to come with us?"

The creature was skittish, but it eventually made its way out of the tree and closer to us. Its leaves were charred. When I reached out to touch it, it recoiled, eyes wide.

Zombie moans rang out from across the lake. Aura Guardian and I had to leave. The Pokemon paused to gaze at the smoldering remains of the jet, then tore a piece of the parachute off and held it in its mouth. It followed us back to the center at a distance.

Raichu
Joltik
Cherubi
Victreebel -- Male, Lv. ??? -- ???, ???, ???, ???
 
Ok, next roll:

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FUCK YEAH

Day 2:

I wake up in the bathroom to find that 1: I'm still alive and 2: I need to get out of here. By now there are probably zombies roaming the apartment complex itself, so I take Stunfisk out of its PokeBall and unlock the bathroom door. Luckily no zombie seems to have broken down the door - yet. I look through the peephole in the door - there is a lone zombie at the very end of the hallway. Knowing I'll have to take it out, I open the door with Stunfisk in tow. It faces me and charges. I order Stunfisk to attack it, and instead of using Fissure like it did last time, a huge bolt of electricity shoots off of its body and lands on the zombie in what looks like a watered-down lightning strike. Needless to say it got the job done, but the noise was deafening. Satisfied, I head out of the apartment complex towards greener, zombieless pastures.

I turn out of the complex and into the park where I see an odd image: A deer with flowers growing out of its head, grazing on the grass. Besides it is a zombie - or what's left of it. It looked like it had been blown to bits by a grenade of some sort. In base of a nearby tree's roots, a PokeBall in the hands of what looks like the deceased owner of both the PokeBall and the animal, trampled. I make the assumption that the Trainer was mean, since I didn't want to imagine dealing with something that could do damage like that. I take a wild guess on what it is - Sawsbuck, it's the only Pokemon that changes with the seasons aside from its lesser form Deerling. I return Stunfisk to its PokeBall and creep behind the impressive figure, making sure not to disturb its grazing. Gently, I take the PokeBall out of the hand of the corpse. I squint one eye and aim at Sawsbuck, who's a little over 10 meters away. I chuck the PokeBall, and it looks at me like those deer just before they get smashed by cars. I hit it on its shoulder, and in a burst of red light, the Pokeball opens up and takes the Sawsbuck, closing. Another member to the party.

I open the PokeBall and let Sawsbuck out - its eyes widen and it threatens to bolt. Quickly, I get some food out my backpack and show it to the deer. It immediately becomes interested, and I notice its ribs showing ever so slightly. I give it a granola bar, and Sawsbuck eats it in one go, eager for more. I point to the grass, giving it permission to graze. It sits down and munches on a tussock of grass within easy reach. I sit by it, stroking its side. Sawsbuck relaxes a little bit. Another stroke of luck - the sun comes out from the cloudy weather that's been hanging over the neighborhood for the last couple of days. Sawsbuck closes its eyes as the flowers on its antlers grow slightly bigger - Synthesis. It's ribs start to disappear under its skin as it becomes healthy again. Once its taken its fill, it stands up and yells to the sky, ready for action. I walk around it, eyeing its legs - Sawsbuck could make a mighty steed. I jump on its back - it starts, but it doesn't bolt just yet.

As I mount Sawsbuck, I take stock of what I've used - about 1/3 of the food in my backpack is gone, and a few bottles of Gatorade. I still have the baseball bat and I decided earlier to keep the pistol just in case I find any bullet cases lying around. Stunfisk and Sawsbuck are my current companions, though I am eager to take on any others whom I find. Deeming my situation satisfactory, I slap Sawbuck's rump in the manner you would a horse. It rears up and takes off in the general direction which I point it to, Cleveland, at an incredible pace - 105 kilometers an hour by my guess. Could it be that it has Chlorophyll? Maybe. Anyhow, we make great time, and turn out to be in the city in several minutes. I stop Sawsbuck at the outskirts of town, which is deserted. We slow down to a trot, looking for a place to rest for the rest of the day downtown. I find a hotel, which I enter. There's a set of stairs that goes up about 20 floors, which is a nice zombie deterrent. I call Sawsbuck back into the PokeBall, and make my way upstairs to the very top floor, choosing a room that was left ajar.

I lock the door behind me and open up the window for Sawsbuck to bask in. I stay there for the rest of the day, catching up on sleep knowing that I have a badass wood deer to protect me.

Next time....

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Day 4

I had driven at least 30 miles since refueling the truck outside the Quanza hut. My Pokemon crew was still in good shape after the last zombie fight. I had turned my head to see how much gas I had left, and saw that I had enough gas to make it to the next city, which was 65 miles away from where I currently was. I pulled over to the side of the road, so me and my crew could eat something. I had fixed turkey sandwiches and cool ranch Doritos for all us. I had only finished half of my meal before I started asking myself: "What if there ISN'T anyone else? What if I'M the only one left?" I decided I couldn't finish eating right then. As soon as the Pokemon in my crew finished their meal, I saw a mysterious figure coming towards us. I immediately thought "ZOMBIE!", so I had Elekid fire off a Thunderbolt. I expected to hear a zombie's cry in pain, but instead, I heard a distorted voice saying: "Ow! Is that how they say Hello where you're from?" I rushed over to find a man wearing a crown from Burger King, helped him up, and said: "Sorry about that. I didn't think there was anyone else alive. Wait... why are you covered in mud, dirt, and blood?" He responded with: "It makes me look like a zombie. Zombies don't attack other zombies for some reason, so it's perfect." I responded by saying: "Heh. Clever." He thanked me, then told me that there were some survivors at a correctional facility a few miles away from where I pulled over. I asked him if he wanted to come with me, but he said: "No thanks. I'll just keep walking. Get whatever fresh air's left around here." So I grabbed what was left of my sandwich and Doritos, put them in a Ziploc, called my crew back, loaded up into the truck, and drove off.

I had reached the correctional facility in a matter of minutes. I pulled into the parking lot, got out of the truck, Ziploc of food in hand, and proceeded to enter the facility, being welcomed by all sorts of people and their Pokemon. I asked them who was in charge there, but when one of them was about to tell me who it was, I heard a thunking noise that sounded like it would come from a solitary confinement chamber. Everyone started panicking, so I went to see what it was. I had run all the way to the chamber and had to catch my breath because the hallway leading to the chamber was ridiculously long. I decided that I wanted to eat what was left of my meal from earlier, but then whatever was in the chamber banged against the door again. I decided not to eat the food until I figured out what was causing it, so I ordered Typhlosion to break the door down with Flame Wheel. Typhlosion broke the door down, so I called him back, and when the smoke cleared, I found #34

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When I found him, he appeared to have been enraged from being locked up in the chamber. I was about to throw Hydreigon's Poke Ball, but Nidoking knocked it out of my hand. I did the same thing with the Poke Balls of the other Pokemon in my crew, but Nidoking did the same with them. I had thought for sure that this would've been my final day of the apocalypse then and there, but then, right before Nidoking was about the unleash his Earth Power, he saw the Ziploc bag of food that I was holding. He retracted his attack, then looked at the bag, licking his lips. I immediately realized that the true source of his rage was hunger. I decided to give him the remainder of my food, then told him that if he sided with me against the zombies, I'd give him more. He nodded his head up and down, then I threw a Poke Ball at him. 3 shakes and a click. I had secured Nidoking, and put an end to the rampaging. With a sigh of relief, I grabbed the Poke Balls of the rest of my crew, put them (as well as the Poke Ball containing Nidoking) onto my belt, then walked out of the solitary confinement chamber.

I returned to the group of people that welcomed me into the facility, and said: "You can relax now. Nidoking has been calmed down and secured. Turns out that he was just hungry." When I said that, everyone let out a sigh of relief, then an anonymous voice said: "Well done." I immediately recognized the voice. It was the man that I had encountered on the side of the road. "I am the man in charge here. My name is Calypso." I thought it was kind of a stupid name, but at least I had something to acknowledge him by. When I asked him about this whole thing, he said: "That Nidoking had come to our facility one night and nearly destroyed everything. We had managed to lure it to the solitary confinement chamber, in hopes that it wouldn't be able to further disturb the peace we had established here. But one night, it had gotten so enraged, it started banging up the inside of the chamber, thus keeping everyone up at night. I couldn't deal with it, seeing as I had lost my Pokemon in a recent zombie invasion. I decided to suit up in mud, dirt, and blood, as you had described, and wander down the road in search of someone who could help. I saw you with your Pokemon, so I figured you were the best candidate to deal with it. And I was right." I responded with a simple "Ah, ok." He gave me his crown, and said: "I believe I speak for everyone here when I say that you deserve to be our leader." I asked him why, and he said: "You have Pokemon that are far stronger than ours, and you seem to know how to use them better than anyone here could." I thanked Calypso for the compliment, and said: "I swear on my own life that I will defend this facility and the people and Pokemon that inhabit it." "I will hold you to that promise." said Calypso. He then led me to a room with a desk chair and a side table. "This is our throne room. Please take a seat, sir. For you are the one who truly deserves to sit in it." I sat down, looked at everybody, then said: "It would seem as though we have some work to do with this place. Who here wants to fix up the last sanctuary we have against the zombies?" Everyone let out a huge "Aye!", then started chanting: "All hail King Shawn! All hail King Shawn!"

I decided not to continue towards the city, and decided to stay at the correctional facility. After all, the people and Pokemon here looked to me for survival. And I was NOT about to let anyone down anytime soon. (By the way, if anyone would like to team up with me, I'd be more than happy to do so. Also, I apologize if this was a bit too long for some people. I'll keep it shorter from now until whenever I decide to end my story.)

~Earth Power
~Megahorn
~Thrash
~Double Kick

Current Health Statistics of the Group:

Hydreigon: 84% HP (No Apparent Disease)
Typhlosion: 86% HP (No Apparent Disease)
Elekid: 92% HP (No Apparent Disease)
Nidoking: 98% HP (No Apparent Disease)
 
im sorry RenegadeKingShawn but i am locking your post under Rule 3

feel free to PM me once youve put a bit more detail into your post and ill gladly unlock it
 
Day 2

I'm sitting here in my bedroom beside my Hippopotus about to type up a very lengthy and needlessly long post about how I'm going to survive this zombie apocalypse, despite the hundreds or thousands of undead lurking around me and waiting to kill and/or devour me at a moment's notice. Hopefully a zombie doesn't just walk up and murder me while I'm typing up this gigantic post that nobody will bother to read, but if it does I hope it will at least have the decency to click on the "Submit Rep
 
Day 3:

Darkrai step out of its shadow once more to terrorize those undead. I feel pretty safe. All the while, I get this stinky feeling all over the place. I shudder, thinking those nasty zombies might get into me. Then I realize, the stink comes from freaking Garbodor, who dozes right beside me. Wake up, you pile of garbage! *sigh*

Ah, another day has come, 1 shiny pokeball is on my feet. I toss it up..

and there goes..

# 334

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~ Heat Wave
~ Iron Defense
~ Shell Smash
~ Amnesia

Ah, he will be my impenetrable wall. Life is good.





......................So far.
 
After teaming up with this random person, my Pokemon and I made our way out of the complex to find supplies. The halls were cramped, making combat difficult for more than one Pokemon. Luckily, Vileplume's Stun Spore paralyzed any zombies we encountered long enough to make our way past them. As we neared the exit, the Grass Pokemon collapsed, finally succumbing to her exhaustion. I held a moment of silence for my fallen comrade, but knew the exit was near and that we had to leave.


We're finally out. Do you have any idea where we can find any supplies? I rather dislike the idea of dying due to lack of ammunition and/or provisions and letting my Pokemon fall in vain.


*Brreeep-Breeep*


That must be HQ trying to send me a Pokemon. I can't let this civilian know my objective... I should make this look like an accidental acquisition.


Woah, look at that shiny... thing down there. What, you don't see it? Let me show you.


I quickly make my way over to a grassy clearing. Subtly, I slip the newly sent Poke Ball into the grass as my ally makes his way over to me.

See? I told you I found something. And since you didn't want to believe me, this Pokemon's mine.


Result:
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Hmm, another Hoenn 'mon. This is going to suck...


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Well, at least its fully evolved and has a natural killer instinct. It's a shame about its low base stats, though. It's movepool is also pretty meh. Crunch/Bite will get it infected, and I really don't want an infected dog chasing us down. Fortunately, Take Down and Sucker Punch will kill zombies in place of those moves, and Taunt will help it draw aggro if we need to escape.


Team Stats:
Swampert (M): released
Bellossom (F): sacrificed
VilePlume (F): fainted from exhaustion
Lileep (F): rested HP: 90% En: 75%
Togetic (M): rested, but still useless HP: 100% En: 95%
Squirtle (M): still waiting to kick ass HP: 100% En: 100%
Mightyena (M): bait? HP: 100% En: 100%


So, about those supplies?


(Will form Battle Plan after verbatim posts)
 
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Day 3:

I wake up in a trance, thinking only about how tired I am, until the reality of the situation I'm in hits me like a freight train. I'm alone in the middle of the city, where there could be zombies anywhere, and I'm stuck in a hotel room. I have to go down 20 floors and make it to the Cleveland Harbor, somehow swimming away in Lake Erie. Not too bad considering the deceptively powerful team I have already. I take it in stride, opening the door to the world ahead of me.

A PokeBall lay in front of the door, reminiscent of my first day. Smiling, I pick it up, sighting 5 zombies coming closer to me ever so slowly. I'm startled, and instinctively chuck the PokeBall at the zombies. Out pops a Huntail - I order it to attack, a stream of water much more powerful than a fire hose comes out. Hydro Pump?, I think. It moves the water left and right, taking out the heads of the zombies while poking a hole in the wall behind it. Enthralled by this stroke of luck, I return Huntail to its PokeBall, making my way down the stairs armed with my baseball bat. I take out a zombie on the way down my smashing its head into little bits. I make it to the last floor, opening the lobby door, finding a single zombie near the door. I tiptoe behind it and take it out.

I step out into the street to find, to my dismay, several hundred zombies in the street. I call out my trio of companions. Stunfisk, use Fissure!, I yell. A crack in the ground opens up, but it only takes about 20 zombies with it. I curse myself, reminding myself of how inaccurate moves like that are. The sun behind my back, I order Sawsbuck to attack. Three spheres form near it - two in front of its antlers, the other on its snout, each made of ice, fire, and electricity, respectively. But it doesn't learn Tri Attack..? But then again, it doesn't learn anything that explodes, does it? I make the assumption that it knows Nature Power, which is Tri Attack in these conditions. The three spheres each hit roughly twenty meters apart from each other, causing massive casualties. All zombies within 15 meters were frozen or stopped by the blue ball of ice, while all zombies within the fireball's range were incinerated or set on fire. Those hit by the electricity had their circuits fried, laying on the ground twitching.

I whooped in excitement, seeing as that took out almost a third over the nearly 500 zombies I had seen before. Suddenly, I have an idea. I mount Sawsbuck and go back to the hotel, beckoning my other companions to stay by. I call back Stunfisk, while Huntail waits at the hotel door, and I take a gamble. Huntail, use Surf! There's a massive rumble as water from both the harbor and the plumbing of nearby building floods the street about a foot, then moves back to the harbor at an incredible pace, taking the last zombies and the remains of the others with it.

Satisfied with my work, I put my the Pokemon back in and walk towards the harbor. I'm hoping there aren't as many zombies in Canada, because I feel that the other side of Lake Erie is safer. I call out Huntail, and it takes me across the lake, catching a nice salmon or two along the way. It'll make for a nice dinner. By the time we make it to the other side, it's evening, so I decide to set a small fire, cooking one of the salmon. I split the other salmon between Huntail and Stunfisk, who eat it in earnest. Once we finish our meal, I move location so the zombies are attracted to something not named us. I call the Pokemon back in, and climb up a tree near the shore, calling it quits for the night.

Status:

Stunfisk - Thunderbolt, Fissure - 100%
Sawsbuck - Nature Power - 95%
Huntail - Hydro Pump, Surf - 100%
 
Today, I woke up surrounded by zombies. Luckily enough, Granbull and Cinccino were side by side, protecting me. However, the first thing I opened my eyes to was Granbull's flaming mouth. Who would've thought that he'd know Fire Fang? After a little bit, his fangs also obtained the properties of electricity and ice, meaning it knew Thunder and Ice Fang, respectively. Sadly, it looked like Cinccino was bitten, so I, regrettably, had to take a small boulder from nearby, and threw it at the little creature, crushing it. It seems that Granbull trusts me, for the most part at least. While going through all the carnage, a small round object caught my eye. I thought to myself, why would a zombie have a Pokemon? On opening it up, a round eel thing fell to the floor. Or was it a fish? On inspection, I discovered it was a Barboach. I have no idea what the thing is, but it looks like a Water typed Pokemon. A couple hours later, my Granbull started growling. Automatically thinking it was a zombie, I let Granbull of its leash, but only to hear the cry "No! Stop!" I quickly grabbed Granbull, wondering who the hell said that. Someone started running up to me, and looked me over carefully. "Y-you aren't a zombie... Right?..." I just stared at the person standing in front of me. Hundreds of feelings were running through me right now. Confusion, guilt, wonder, anger, and joy all surged through me. I managed to stutter a response. "There are more alive humans?..." The other Trainer just looked at me, and said "Yes, thank god. We aren't alone." At that moment, I was on Cloud Nine. There WERE more humans after all! I'm not alone! I then remember the other person saying "Hey, I'm <name>. Who are you?" After a couple of seconds, I regained my composure, and said "I'm Lady Salamence... I've been alone since the Apocalypse started..." The other trainer just looked and me and laughed. "Well, you aren't alone any more! What Pokemon do you have?"
I responded:
"Granbull, at arond 82% health, not fully trusting me, Crunch, Ice, Fire and Thunder Fang.
Barboach, but I don't know anything about him. Full health. I hope...
What about you?"

hint hint i want someone to team up with
 
I'll team up with Lady Salamence.
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Day 7.

Today has been rather quiet. I haven't seen any zombies, but there are a fair few wild Pokemon about. I seem to have wandered into a battlezone, seeing as there are a fair few scorch marks around (along with the occasional arm). In my wandering, I came across a pond, its water mysteriously clear. Then it hit me. Or, rather pinched me - a Krabby.
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I caught it - might as well. It's weak but it might come in handy as bait or food... Whatever. Anyway, I've been following the thing I saw last night since this morning. And lo and behold I see it again - still at a distance though... so I got closer and... well... let's just say I would be one of the first non-zombie-caused casualties since the apocalypse happened. I had to yell at some Granbull to stop... and it did, and retreated. I ran over and found another trainer. Our conversation went something like this:
- "Y-you aren't a zombie... Right?..."
Me - "There are more alive humans?..."
- "Yes, thank god. We aren't alone."
Me - "Hey, I'm Arcticblast. Who are you?" After a couple of seconds, the trainer responded.
LS - "I'm Lady Salamence... I've been alone since the Apocalypse started..." I laughed.
Me - "Well, you aren't alone any more! What Pokemon do you have?"
LS - "Granbull, at arond 82% health, not fully trusting me, Crunch, Ice, Fire and Thunder Fang.
Barboach, but I don't know anything about him. Full health. I hope...
What about you?"
Me - "I have Machamp, Vibrava and Deerling, all battle ready I suppose. Oh, and this Krabby I found earlier... say, what's your opinion on seafood?"
 
Day 6 I see a castform while I am flying on my Charizard and it decides to go with me. Unfortunately it turns out to be infected and thus spreads the deices to me and the team thus killing us all.


Good day to you all
 
Day 5

The shelter had many people. Among them was an astronomer. He told us a strange meteor landed a week ago. This was really close to the outbreak, both in time and in location, so Rawbi and I decided to check it out.

With the firearms from the cache, the zombies didn't stand a chance. Bulbasaur managed to evolve, though. We saw a very strange pokemon wandering around. We were behind it, so it didn't notic us. Suddenly, a refugee rushed out of a house to meet the Pokemon. The strange pokemon darted into action and attacked the human, turning him into a zombie. We had found the source of this plague. We recognized it as a Deoxys.

Afternoon/Evening 5 begins...

Still here:
Whimsicott (M, lvl 46), found for D2 (Leech Seed, Sunny Day, Solar Beam, Hurricane)
Lickilicky (F, lvl 57), evolved for D4 (Rollout, Refresh, Defense Curl, Power Whip)
Ivysaur (M, lvl 38), found for D5 evolved for mid-D5/D6 (Seed Bomb, Synthesis, Sleep Powder, Leech Seed)

Gone:
Chimecho, found for D0, exhausted and released D0 (Extrasensory, Take Down, Heal Pulse, Heal Bell)
Dusclops, found for D1, went back to the land of the dead D1 (Will-o-Wisp, Hex, Night Shade, Fire Punch)
Lickitung, found for D3, evolved D3 (Rollout, Refresh, Defense Curl, Power Whip)
Bulbasaur found for D5 evolved for mid-D5/D6 (Seed Bomb, Synthesis, Sleep Powder, Leech Seed)
 
Turns out the Zombies have hit voting reqs. They decided to ban Ho-oh from life :(

Next up is #119... let's see what that is.... oh dear... you know what this means?

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Phiddlesticks said:
Day 2

I'm sitting here in my bedroom beside my Hippopotus about to type up a very lengthy and needlessly long post about how I'm going to survive this zombie apocalypse, despite the hundreds or thousands of undead lurking around me and waiting to kill and/or devour me at a moment's notice. Hopefully a zombie doesn't just walk up and murder me while I'm typing up this gigantic post that nobody will bother to read, but if it does I hope it will at least have the decency to click on the "Submit Rep
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lol.. i highly enjoyed that, even though it was obvious where it was leading.
 
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