[You must be registered and logged in to see this image.]The Battle Arcade || Evening
Cinder 125 || Faux 96
Faux's maw parted in a silent scream as the fox gasped at what she was seeing. For a creature that looked clean, healthy, and well fed, to go after a child was inexcusable. Hell, it was more sickening than the fucked up shit they had done to the undead in here. For what it was worth the Medicham was going easy on the Aron but that didn't justify its actions. You're knowingly attacking a child.
Again and again Arry valiantly tried to fight alongside them. It was a brave act for one so timid, but the dual type antagonized his every attempt and didn't even allow him a courtesy hit. Her counters weren't meant to kill but would do more than someone so young could take, and Arry was clearly exhausting himself. "Get out of there!"
She ordered, but the poor kiddo was lost within his own desperation.
And then, it tired of him. Jumping back she just waved a hand dismissively before belittling the child even further. "That's it kid. Time to take a time out."
Faux's jaw clenched so tight fresh drops of blood squeezed out from between her teeth. She didn't care what had corrupted this Pokemon's moral compass; she was no better than an undead to threaten a finisher against a child at type disadvantage. "Arry, get away from it!"
She exclaimed but knew it was already too late for that. He was panting, shaking yet stiff as he stared down the oncoming attack. Before another heartbeat could pass Faux's paws churned, scrabbling across the floor in a full-body sprint with her Quick Attack. She would not let this happen.
Not daring to blink the world blurred by in an instant. Faux leaped, soaring through the air like a swooping Taillow to collide perpendicular to the oncoming punch. It's fist had the faint glow of some weak attack, but Faux wasn't concerned with what it could be. Her jaw spread, and like a rabid animal she sank her fangs into its outstretched arm. The momentum knocked the fighter off course and to the ground and the pair struggled in a flailing heap. The Medicham gave a shrill yelp, having been too occupied to notice the blazing fast fox she writhed in pain as the Vulpix tore into her with both claws and teeth. Blood was welling into her mouth and out her gums but Faux was too livid to stop.
A fist gripped her scruff and yanked but the fox dug in her fangs and claws. "You cur!"
She hollered between gasps of pain. Releasing her grasp the Medicham shook her caught arm but stopped as the pain got worse. "Get the fuck off!"
Her free hand balled into a fist and the Brick Break was driven right into Faux's back. The air was knocked from her lungs and the fox nearly lost her grip with the strike alone. Loosened, the Medicham was able to yank her off this time and send her flying across the room.
The world was spinning so much that Cinder could not tell which way was up. The flashing lights of the game board, electric and fire attacks being thrown about, and the dull glow from the ceiling lights did little to stop the shakes as her paws fumbled uselessly against the wet floor. These guys are no pushovers.
All the fodder they dealt with before was just that- fodder. With their strength drained on trash these naturally powerful Pokemon were giving them the runaround without even trying. Had that been the plan all along? Were they going to be the next set of pawns?"Engh,"
Cinder wheezed as she pressed a paw firmly into the floor. Her legs shook as she got to them but the Quilava forced herself to stay strong long enough to regain her balance. Looking up she glared at the Dusknoir, but its red eye was jovial as it floated its way down toward her. "We did what you wanted. You don't need to do this."
The words came on a cough as her lungs still fought for a steady breath, but any struggle she dealt with was ignored by the Dusknoir as it spoke. "But what is victory without a challenge?"
It spread its hands out palms-up as though shrugging. Was this really so much of a joke to it, a nonchalant matter?
As she backed away from the ghost Cinder's flame's sputtered in an attempt to kick back into full gear. "We didn't ask for a challenge, let alone a battle."
Letting a Flamethrower build at the back of her throat she shot the stream while taking a defensive stride away from it. These guys want a challenge. We don't have a choice but to give it to them.
While it's ghostly tail met the heat of her burst the Dusknoir dodged without much effort. It's red eye flashed wide and its stomach-mouth opened to counter, but before it could give one the ghost sunk back into the wall seconds before the eeveelution pair flew past the spot it had just been. What?
Was that..? "Rebel! Miyu!"
Cinder cried out. Having missed the attack that did it she could only fear the worse with a direct hit or even a crit. "Are you alright?!"
Concern for her friends filled her as the nasty crash made her wince, but checking on them would have to wait. The Dusknoir shot out of the wall much lower than before, and slammed an icy fist down beside her before she could even registrar the attack. Stumbling over, Cinder was lucky enough to only have one foot get clipped, but unlucky enough to have it instantly freeze to the moist floor. "You dick!"
She hissed, yanking at the stinging paw to no avail. Unable to angle her rear flames properly Cinder was stuck in place with her Flamethrower occupied with releasing her foot.
Keeping her golden gaze on the ghost she was shocked to see it fade back into the game board rather than strike when she was vulnerable. The lights starting chasing once more as the cycling began, and once her paw was free Cinder bound away from all walls to be free of any more sneak attacks. "No more gimmicks.. Just stop this!"
The Quilava pleaded, hoping to get some sort of response, but the board just spun until it stopped on a strange set of Pokemon icons. Grimacing, she feared a new wave of fodder would be joining them, but instead only the center panels seemed to react. The floor rumbled around them, and a banging could be heard beneath it. Backpedaling to the edge of the arena the Quialava suddenly felt very cornered despite having open space on all sides. The previous undead had not beaten
their confinement as they were released.
The panels started pulling apart, and when the slot opened and pushed its way up only a single Pokemon stood before them. It was a Ludicolo, large and strong looking much like the other two Pokemon, but also clearly not well. Its pale fur was almost grayish with grime and was matted in several places like it couldn't bother to clean itself. Nicks and wounds dotted its body, some festering and smelling of disease, but worst was up high. The stock of its hat had a large slash in it with a telltale purple color that was spreading. Below that, its eyes were a malevolent, brilliant red.
A rough swallow choked its way down Cinder's throat and she practically gagged as the intercom voice that was now known to be the Dusknoir's came back. "Come, Rumba, it's time you met our guests."
What? Is that its name?
He called it by name.. A cold sweat started to seep through her fur. This Pokemon was there friend.
And now, it was no more than another infected for them to toy with. "HehehEEEhheh,"
it laughed while taking a few labored steps forward. Cinder wanted to vomit at the whole situation. "T-this ones infected,"
she tried to warn, but her voice was as faint as her jelly legs. While stiff the Ludicolo was not nearly as frail.
It charged, shooting a stream of water at her that flowed upward. In that instant Cinder froze, her gold eyes wide as she was dragged up before being slammed back on the ground. Gasping for breath she stared blearily at the incoming infected, positive it would just beat her down relentlessly, when Amber came out of nowhere to shred the Pokemon to pieces. What, her?
The savage sounds of the attacking lynx felt distant as darkness shrouded the Quilava's vision. Another hit like that would be her last.
((These posts are technically out of order but whatever. The last boss of the set is out now, and he's infected and nutty :3c Something that in character would attack anything.
Its set is Waterfall, Drain Punch, Razor Leaf, and Ice Beam.
Medicham's is Brick Break, Psyshock, Low Kick and Force Palm [But she does plently of normal punches/kicks too]))