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Voladora's response was... pretty much as expected of someone who had undergone a recent and painful breakup. Who would ever have time for an annoying pair of fans after being essentially backstabbed for the sake of personal gain? Too soon. It was still too soon, and the Hawlucha was clearly still in too much pain for this nonsense. This wasn't enough to dissuade Sothe, however.
"An autograph?! Heavens, no! After what we -and many of your faithful fans- just witnessed, how could we possibly bother the gracious Voladora with something so mundane and insignificant. Rather, what we've come for is to offer nothing short of a propossal. For justice." Chris herself was unsure at what he was going on about, but decided to play along. After all, he always had a roundabout way to get what he wanted. Last edited by Balmund; 07-18-2017 at 08:43 PM. |
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"What indeed?" Soth pondered out loud, teasingly. Truth to be told, he was still working on his plan on the fly so as to not only make Chris understand the joys of wrestling in person, but to feel them as well. He could've tried to push her into registering the traditional and classic way, true, but they only had two days remaining of their stay, at most, and no real time to work their way into the big leagues. Yet, if they could get Voladora herself invested, perhaps they could get enough of a push to try a real, high stakes match right off the bat.
It would be a story worth remembering: 'Rookie recieves tutoring from fallen-from-grace wrestler, then beats her teacher's ex-ally and friend at grand event, live.' All is made right, and both Hawlucha and Sceptile get the vindication they deserve. "Let me go straight to the point. Firstly, I'm Sothe, and my partner here is Orchrist. She is the toughest Seviper you will ever meet, and I mean that. She could make a grown Salamence humble faster than you could count to three. The problem is that she lacks experience and faith in the way of Lucha. BUT! What if... what if she had aid from the legendary Aniquiladora Alada, she who was blamed with holding back Gallina en Guerra off her full potential... if she could beat your once loyal friend in your name, wouldn't that prove that you were in the right? That you weren't holding Gallina back after all?" |
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The outer sides of Chris' lips curl up as she extends her tail (poisoned edge out, of course) to meet Voladora's claw. She found herself entertained the way things were developing, and she figured now that Sothe got her this far down the rabbit hole, she might as well go all in. Learning the rules and nuances of a new style of combat might just be just the kind of fresh experience she needed, and while she still believed it was mostly theatrics with no substance, she was willing to give it a try to sate her curiosity. In truth, she couldn't even imagine Sothe having any sort of success on his gambit. Sometimes it was hard to tell if he was a true crackejack at these sort of things or just a lucky charlatan.
"The pleasure is mine." She greeted. "I look forward to your teachings. Please do take care of me... I know I can be a handful. Mufufu~" Chris couldn't have sounded more ominous if she tried. "This is turning to be rather exciting already, isn't?" Sothe followed up. "By all means, let's practice. You won't be disappointed!" |
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Sothe couldn't help feeling a slight ego boost in response to Voladora's acknowledgement. He did consider himself a bit of a savant on the subject, even though he never willingly brought it up in conversation under any other circumstance. As a fan, he was living the dream, and having his mate get in the ring to do some wrasslin' against other lovely ladies was the icing on the cake. His twisted decadence knew no bounds. He plays it cool and matches fistbumps with the professional luchadora, casually, though internally he was screeching like a fangirl.
Once reached the training grounds, the trio is treated to the sight of another group going through their own drills. Chris in particular found herself impressed by the scrawny Kirlia being slammed headfirst by Seńorita Sweetness - such fragile creatures, while strong of mind and will, simply weren't meant to match raw muscle against more athletically developed fighters. It took a special kind of someone to step into the ring under such a severe handicap. Perhaps someone too brave, or too stubborn, but special nonetheless. The idea of handicapping oneself in order to exalt the virtue of physical prowess seemed to be one of the central themes of lucha. With restricted use of her fangs, blade, and her most impressive repertoire of special techniques, she was feeling like someone was figuratively tying her arm behind her back (if she could ever conceive what having an arm is like, to begin with). Yet, this didn't really affect her confidence much. Despite the limitations, her body itself was a literal tube of pure muscle, honed and tempered to its absolute limits. If a means of submission was all it took to win a match, then victory was all but assured. What sort of challenger could even hope to escape her grasp without being crushed to dust first? Or at least such was her line of thought. Sothe would later have to remind her that the sport had a bit more complexity than just 'crushing the opponent while handicapped', though at the moment the Seviper had enough of everyone's tiresome ramblings. The best way to learn, essentially, was through hands-on experience Thus, when incited to get into the ring, Chris wasted not a second to spring herself forward and slide right under the lowermost rope, coiling herself back to proper form at the center of the ring. She looked around carefully at her sparse audience. She was hoping for a chance to showoff to a larger crowd, but this would have to do just fine. "Well then, I'm ready to be shown the ropes. Don't hold back Ani, I'm a tough nut to crack. Try me." Last edited by Balmund; 07-20-2017 at 01:08 PM. |
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Having gone over the details for victory (or failure) conditions, it was time for the sparring match to officially start, and soon enough, both combatants found themselves circling each other at the center of the ring. Voladora seemed to take a defensive position, waiting for the Seviper to take the first move. Chris in turn studied her movements closely, trying to determine the most efficient line of attack. She waited until they circled into close enough proximity... and lashed out. Though limbless, her body itself was basically a single thick, powerful and flexible appendage. Like a whip, it could be used in a number of creative ways, and this time around she intended to latch on to her opponent, before whipping her off towards the ropes and catch her on the return with a clothesline, using the full weight of her body. If successful, it could be the perfect time to show the Hawlucha jut how mean her choke hold really was.
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"I don't like this..." She squeaked, one hand resting on Pixie's cool fur. It was refreshing in the heat. Eyes wandering, Mimi yelped, posing dramatically in imitation of the Farfetch'd now facing them (it was subconscious, and she wasn't even aware of it). Samantha looked peeved, eyes narrowed, snarling; and Pixie was cooler than a cucumber. She was much happier to wait and listen than their seeming-leader, who was offended that she had been ordered to halt. "If there's nothing here, then we might as well go." Samantha decided in her rough, dismissive voice, already turning to go. Mimi was quivering, peering behind Farfetch'd towards the clearing. She wasn't exactly battle experienced, although Alice seemed to believe that the Pokemon was more than capable. "Wait, Samantha." Pixie coaxed, and the canine glowered, halting her paws. "If we help, it will be good training and a good story. We have time. And if the whole forest dies, it might spread to the rest of the island. No more holidays." The latter reasoned seemed to perk the dog's ears more than the rest. Alice probably wouldn't understand a story unless Mimi telepathically conveyed it (their trainer was so weird and a bit dumb, in her opinion), but the experience would show, and Samantha didn't mind a scrap. Plus... "Fine. But I want stuff out of it." Samantha declared, turning back around to look at the bird. Mimi whimpered. "You don't have to join in." Pixie soothed, "And you don't need to bully people for payment, Sammy." Didn't need to, but was definitely going to. They'd better be hailed as heroines of the Isle forevermore once this was over and done with. Bounty for days-- and maybe the little mimic might have some spine after the fact, too.
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Maskerade- In an instant the race had started and Munchlax found himself already struggling to keep up with the Lombre he was up against. Staryu and the other Lombre were already waiting down at the water, the starfish was spinning around anxiously. Munchlax wasn't built for this, he was far too heavy and found himself sinking into the soft sand, slowing him considerably. Thinking quickly, Munchlax quickly forms a small soft boiled egg and tosses it at the Lombre's feet. His shot is on target and it clips the Lombre's leg, causing him to collapse face first into the sand. Munchlax laughs as he passes the Water and Grass type who is left rubbing sand out of his eyes. With the end of his leg in sight, Munchlax surges through the sand, still surprised that his sneak stunt had worked.
Suddenly sand is sent flicking up in the Munchlax's face as the Lombre speeds ahead, moving considerably faster than it was before. "Thanks for the food hombre, thank egg was delicious!" It seems that the Lombre had devoured the egg and used it for a burst of energy. It stretches out its arm and slaps the hand of its partner, who quickly dives into the water and starts swimming out for the buoy. The Lombre is halfway out to the buoy when Munchlax finally arrives, quickly tagging in Staryu who drops into the water and starts her pursuit. To the Staryu's credit, it was making ground, as the Lombre rounds the buoy the starfish finds itself a few metres behind. It's not long before the Staryu draws level with the Lombre, the two are neck and neck as they come into the final stretch. Suddenly the Lombre assures its victory, a quick surprising strike startles Staryu, causing it to flinch! The Lombre puts in one final surge as it reaches for the finish line, Staryu pulls itself together and tries as hard as it can but it just isn't enough. As the Lombre touches down on the beach, the other gives it a giant high-five. Staryu looks annoyed as it reaches the shore, it pulls up next to Munchlax, its gem flashing angrily. "Hey homes we told you anything was fair, you played dirty we played dirty, better luck in the next challenge aye?" The Lombre laughed confidently, they were already one up and if they won the next challenge then it was all over. "Alright we have the next challenge set up over here, follow us." Munchlax and Staryu follow the Lombres, the tension between the pair was surely growing. The Lombres come to a stop at a large, low table that has been set up on the beach, a large cooler sits next to it. Munchlax's stomach rumbles, what was in that cooler?! "Hope you like spice ese, this next challenge is an eating challenge! The Lombre open the cooler, immediately filling the air with the scent of savoury spices, causing Munchlax to drool feverishly. The quickly pile up a tower of tomale, this was surely going to be an easy win? "I hope you can handle the heat, these tomale are hotter than a Slugma! My brother here loves them, he has an iron stomach and eats these on a daily basis. Just one verse one this time, mano a mano, who's it going to be? Munchlax and Staryu gained 1 level from the race |
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((OoC: Is Pixie now Nina?)) Farfetch'd listens on in silence as the group bickers and the self-proclaimed leader of the party makes her demands - outrageous ones, judging by the wild duck's expression, who was clearly in no position to either reward them himself nor could he determine what would be salvageable after all was said and done. Fortunately, all in all, the majority vote seemed to be in favor of helping out, or so Farfetch'd assumed, and he turns his attention back to the woods ahead. "I... assume I can count on your aid then," he summarizes, more to himself than anything. "I cannot fathom what is causing the forest to wither, but it is a safe assumption that this is the work of a powerful being, or at least a very large and hungry one. We should proceed with caution." He grabs his stalk like a sword, and prepares to advance, before hesitating briefly. His gentlemanly instincts kicking in - and no doubt having sensed Samantha's... "strong" personality - the wild duck looks over at the Snubbull as if asking her if he can take the lead, or if she wanted to go ahead. Either way, the party heads out of the clearing and back into the woods, under the guidance Farfetch'd and towards the area where the plantlife seems drier. It looks to be a fairly uneventful track along the half-dead forest, unsettling silence surrounding the group; Farfetch'd remains vigilant, and his heightened senses allow for a fast reaction a mere split-second after the rustling of dry bushes breaks the monotony of the journey. "On your guard," he whispers. From behind some nearby yellow foliage, a trio of strange-looking Pokémon float towards the party. Two eerie beams of light escape from the their round, peach-colored bodies, and their eyes are filled with maddening thirst. The three Pumpkaboo keep advancing towards the group, visibly enthralled at the possibility of draining whatever fluids they can find in the dried-up forest. "All trace of reason is gone from their expressions," Farfetch'd notices. "It is unlikely these three are responsible for draining the entire forest, but they've obviously been affected by this drought to the point of madness. We must defend ourselves!"
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As it turned out, the next round proposed by the Lombre was an eating contest, and in that regard, they were bringing a knife to a gunfight; no matter how spicy it was, Munchlax knew his stomach could digest absolutely anything, and with his current level of hunger, the Grass-Types were playing with fire by issuing such a challenge. Boldly stepping forward, salivating at the rich scent of the tamale, Munchlax grinned with overwhelming confidence - unless the Lombre planned on sewing his mouth shut, no amount of trickery would see him lose this round - at this point, he was famished enough to eat not only the tamale, but the Lombre themselves as salad if they tried to pull any more tricks. Staryu, meanwhile, still visibly upset at having been (questionably) beaten in the race. stood back and watched, knowing it would be anatomically impossible for it to be of any help at the moment - after all, it lacked a mouth to begin with. It did, however, remain vigilant of both Lombre's antics, in case wither of them tried to rig the second leg of the contest which, by all accounts, Munchlax should have no trouble handling. If either Grass-Type tried something funny, the starfish would catch them red-handed.
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"Yes," That was the standard answer that Nina gave the Farfetch'd checking on them, the three following his lead (Samantha more reluctant than even Mimi, who lacked both as much bravery and her attitude problem). Still, being asked to lead the charge boosted her ego, and so she happily did so, posture seeming to straighten so that the gruff Pokemon looked bigger and bolder than she might have been before. When the bird speaks its warning and conclusion, Samantha's already raring to go. Her fangs lit up with aggressive flames, the dog bounds into action without a moment to lose-- so much so that Mimi is stunned. These clearly weren't the big beasties draining the forest, but they were clearly aligned with said force and pretty spooky-scary to boot. "Get back if you need to." Nina warned, mostly because the attack she was going to use - her only move, unfortunately - was powder snow. The fox's eyes seemed to glow blue, like jewels, as she stood back on her haunches and whipped up a soft blizzard. Nina's tails fluttered behind her. It might have been weak, but it was not an assault that Nina wanted chilling their new friend in the process. "Help defend us." Nina urged, and it was obvious who she was addressing only when the Mime exclaimed 'oh!'. Waving her little hands, the Pokemon attempted to use her barrier action to reduce oncoming damage - if only by a sliver - and follow up with confusion. Of course the latter would be weak against ghosts, but anything would help against the oncoming opponents. Mimi could help chip away while the others held their ground.
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Meetan: The Pumpkaboo trio advance undeterred in the face of danger, or perhaps just too hungry to properly evaluate the situation. As a result, they react much too slowly, and before they know it, Samantha is already digging her Fire Fangs into one of the oncoming Ghosts. It screeches in pain, reeling from the damaging hit, its pumpkin-like body scorched and pierced... and yet it does not relent.
A swirl of leaves materializes behind the injured Pumpkaboo before homing in on the Snubbull, each like a blade slashing away at the dog's tiny frame. Fortunately, a few of the Razor Leaves veer off-path thanks to the sudden chilly wind that blows in the opposite direction, courtesy of Nina, whose Powder Snow is also proving quite effective against the living plants. Suddenly, one of the Pumpkaboo vanishes into thin air, before emerging from Nina's own shadow and striking her from behind with Shadow Sneak, sending the young Vulpix to the ground. It floats ominously above the Ice-Type, eager to drink its cooling energy; it arches its body back, and unleashes a barrage of Bullet Seeds at point-blank range... but they bounce harmlessly off a previously-invisible Barrier hastily conjured by the inexperienced Mimi! Capitalizing on the Pumpkaboo's confusion, the Mime Jr. adds some of her own, tampering as best she can with the ghost's mind with a Confusion of her own, but to little effect... What does prove extremely effective is Farfetch'd's contribution: biding his time to pick his target, the samurai-like wild duck finally sets his sights on the Pumpkaboo already injured by Fire Fang and Powder Snow, and with blinding-fast speed lunges at it. An Aerial Ace later, one that would've made Kojiro Sasaki proud, and the ghost screeched one final time, before evaporating completely from the field of battle and, quite possibly, the material world altogether. "We must not relent," insisted Farfetch'd. "We outnumber them! Let us dispatch these minor foes so we can move forward!"
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'Pudloh eht s'tahw?' Elen asked as he approached, with Mia surprisingly not being too far behind. The mawile pointed in the direction of the voice. "We're being hailed by a local." 'Os?' The inkay clearly wasn't particularly impressed by the blue, off-balanced crustacean in the distance. 'Gnihtemos otno eb ot smees dalP.' 'That can probably wait, Elen,' the staryu in question admitted. 'I doubt Louise would call off a race just to suit her whims!' "You saw that as a race?" The mawile shook her head briefly, clearing such pointless thoughts from her mind. "You two need to remember that we are visitors in their territory. It would be in our best interest to at least listen to what they has to say- I do not feel like getting hunted down like a criminal for ignoring a chief's child or something stupid like that!" 'In other words, you want to add this little guy to the party?' It was hard to tell exactly what Mia meant by 'party' in this case, and its blank "face" certainly didn't help the others fish out an answer. "...Probably." Louise turned around and headed in the clauncher's direction, beckoning the others to follow suite. "Let's just see what they have to say for now, and act from there." |
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Things were getting heated in both a figurative and a literal sense as Thorn, Buru, and Lynxa attempted to flee the burning forest along with a critically injured Eevee and a pack of angry Houndooms on their tail. Recognizing the perils of their current situation, Thorn knew that Buru and Lynxa would stand little chance in any kind of battle versus these hell hounds, especially with a wounded Eevee to protect. With that in mind, he decided to follow them up the rear as the first and last line of defense and attempt hold off their pursuers the best he could. Running through the burning forest, Thorn could hear the sounds of leaves and twigs crunching underfoot accompanies by snarls and growls. As the first Houndoom attacked, Thorn held it at bay with a blast of stinging Thorns. As the next one spout a blast of flames, he countered with his own Water Pulse to fill the area with thick steam. When the third one pounced in, he got his Revenge with a crushing strike. With a deafening yell, what seemed to be the leader of their pack called for a stop to the warfare. The Houndoom leader seemed to be quite upset, accusing the wounded Eevee of theft and demanding that the trio turn him over to them. Thorn looked at the Houndooms, then at the ring of fire which had closed off his escape route, before turning back to the Houndooms. “Bloodshed?” he asked, glaring at them. “It looks to me like you have already caused enough bloodshed to begin with. Or is attack first, talk later the only way you know how to operate? Why don’t you tell us first what it is you accuse this Eevee of? Either way, we simply can’t hand him over to you without some kind of agreement first. I’m not about to have this Eevee’s blood on my conscience. If you want this to be resolved peacefully like you claim, you need to allow us to treat his wounds first.” Meanwhile, Buru and Lynxa continued their escape through the burning forest with the injured Eevee. Through labored breaths, Eevee pleaded for the pair to help him to his base. Buru and Lynxa picked up their pace as they helped carry him along, Buru giving him a reassuring pat. “Don’t worry, we’ll get you there. Thorn should be able to buy us enough time…” As time was running out, they couldn’t afford to sit around and wait for Thorn to catch up with them. While Lynxa was a relatively new member to the team, Buru had known the Cacturne long enough to know that he was more than capable of handling himself. For now, they would have to settle for rejoining with him at a later time.
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"Darn it all," Aiolia growled, his expression grave. "We never should have parted ways!" Baian drew Aiolia against the surface of his skin and shot the Froslass a sidelong glance in one sweeping motion. He snorted at the cub's dazed look momentarily before placing his snout at his companion's ear. "Something's fishy here... I can't quite put my fin on it, but if most of the denizens of this island are anything like that Kingler we encountered earlier, I reckon there's something she's not telling us." "Oh banshee of the tundra," the Mock Kelp Pokemon turned to address the Ice type. "We naturally wish to rendezvous with our friend, but the raging blizzard has left us weary. Where, pray tell, did you happen across our friend?" After all, you can't trust a Ghost as far as you can throw 'em. Aiolia scurried closer to the levitating ghoul, his lips drawn back in a snarl. "Unless of course you are lying, something neither I nor my comrade shall tolerate!" Flabbergasted, Baian craned his neck to regard the Little Cub Pokemon. He blinked a few times, then shook his maw. Aiolia.... ---- Seiza struggled to adjust its eyelights against the subzero gusts of wind. What a pitiful sight it must be to this newcomer, a specter accustomed to this terrain. Seiza cared little for saving face however, especially with its focus gradually shifting to the telepathic message the foreign presence now relayed--- ---'Tragedy'? 'Befall'? ...Danger. DANGER! My comrades, they are in peril! "Your words ring true, fair one," Seiza rolled laterally, buffeted by a sudden gale. "I should like... to reunite with my allies, but am doubtful that I will be capable of doing so at present. Might you be so generous as to provide this wayfarer with safe passage to their location?" |
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The now Shiny Duskull laid on the newly transformed Reaper Cloth, his red orb dim. "I'm fine... I'm just... I'm just going to rest for a while..." he replied quietly, not having the energy to get angry at Sucy for calling him Momo. He rolled over and wrapped the cloth around him. "I'm cold..." "Momo, you can't feel the cold," Sucy retorted. "No, Sucy... I-I'm really c-cold." Sucy looked troubled. Perhaps it would be best to let the Duskull rest for a while - she wasn't sure why h Jinbe sighed. He was getting tired too. "I still don't quite know what happened, but... " He paused and looked toward the ship, a trail of bones leading into it. "Should we go in there?" Sucy turned to face the ship as well. "We all heard the voices. Those were angry souls of the departed. Usually when something like this happens it means that a spirit is trapped in this realm either out of anger or because they felt they had things left to accomplish upon death, and in some cases because a more powerful spirit or a demon is keeping them from passing on," she turned to Jinbe. "They were re-experiencing their memories of what occurred just before their death, I'm sure of it. It would only be right of us to help them move on." Jinbe smacked his tail against the ground. "So I guess you're saying we should finish what it started in order to give it peace?" Sucy bit her lip and looked toward the sky. "Yeah, something like that, I guess. It would be the right thing to do. I can't put my finger on what it is, but there's something more going on here, that's for sure." The two looked toward the ship. "Will you be alright here, Momo?" Sucy asked. The Duskull didn't respond - only lifting an arm into the air in acknowledgment. Jinbe shrugged, and the two proceeded into the ship to face what remained of Skelemere head on. |
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Chromium, meanwhile, employed Cotton's suggested tactic, one which she would forever maintain she'd have thought of herself in any case, and blasted the bats with Dragon Rage. She didn't have to be careful to not hit Clefairy, considering the Fairy-type wouldn't feel a thing from the Dragon move. And Cotton was able to pull the Clefairy to safety with Psychic. "You OK?" the Swirlix asked the relieved-looking Clefairy. "Save the questions, Cotton," snapped Chromium, eyeing the situation warily. "We've still got a fight ahead of us." "That we do," nodded Cotton. "Alrighty, then. Tinny, that Bubble Beam of yours did pretty good last time- I don't see why it wouldn't work again, yeah? Chrome, I'm gonna hit them all at once, and hit 'em hard. But if it ain't enough, we gotta be ready to fight 'em head-on." "Obviously," scoffed Chromium, her tone suggesting that none of what Cotton was saying hadn't already occurred to her. "Right. Obviously," smirked Cotton. "Alright, just keep an eye out. Any of them get too close, I want you to stay alert so you can Mega Punch 'em into next week. And in the meantime..." The Swirlix finished this sentence well enough by floating to the forefront of the group, ready to unleash a Dazzling Gleam at the entire flock of Woobat. Following this, Tinnitus would be ready to unleash a repeat performance of Bubble Beam, while Chromium would unleash her Mega Punch upon any Woobat that got too close to any of them. And if any of them got too close to Cotton, he, too, was ready to force-feed them a point-blank Thunderbolt attack. |
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Maskerade- Looking to put the loss behind him, Munchlax makes his way up to the table, a massive grin on his. The Lombre suddenly stumble backwards as they hear a mighty roar, they look around quickly for signs of danger. However that roar was not from some wild Pokemon, that roar came from Munchlax's stomach. The Normal type found himself hungrier than ever, having to physically exert himself in the race had drastically increased his appetite. This was his contest to lose. He looks his opponent in the eyes, a mountain of tomales is piled up in front of each of them.
"Alright hombre, there should be 100 in each pile. First to finish them all wins." The Lombre not participating prepares to start the contest, Staryu hovers nearby, keeping a close eye on the shifty duo. "On your marks, get set.....................EAT!" Both Pokemon get off to a flying start shoveling the spicy samples into their moves, barely taking the time to chew. Munchlax slowly begins to take the lead however the food is spicier than expected. Beads of sweat begin to roll down his head but he pushes on, slowly extending his lead. Before long Munchlax has cleared half his plate with the Lombre clearly trailing. As if by fate a strong wind begins to blow, picking up sand and sending it straight into the Munchlax's eyes. Despite barely being able to see, Munchlax continues to shovel the tomales into his mouth, eating a fair bit of sand in the process. The pile seems to be running out, he was nearly there, victory was within the Munchlax's grasp. "Finished", shouts the Lombre, "I told you I would win!" The wind begins to drop and the sand settles, eventually Munchlax sees the Lombre's empty plate while three tomales still sit on his own. How had the Lombre caught up? It didn't make any sense, he had a massive lead before the wind picked up. That is when he notices Staryu, spinning wildly around the pair of Lombre, gem flashing angrily. Scooping up and finishing the last three tomale, Munchlax makes his way around to confront the pair, Staryu must have seen something. "Go away you pesky Staryu!" The Lombre attempt to swat Staryu away, irritated by its presence, "we won fair and square!" As Munchlax looks the pair over, nothing seems to be out of place but then Staryu bustles in between the pair and begins to spin around in the sand. The sand sprays everywhere until Staryu comes to a stop, floating back to reveal a pile of forty or so tomales buried in the sand. Staryu had court the pair cheating! "Fine we cheated alright, we didn't expect you to be able to handle the heat of them, especially since we gave you the extra spicy ones. That's a win a piece, looks like we need a tie breaker." The Lombre discuss the plan for the next competition between themselves before eventually settling on a plan. "Alright the final contest will be a treasure hunt, one verse one again, Staryu verse myself", the Lombre who hadn't participated in the eating contest propose the challenging, singling out Staryu. "We search the beach, whoever finds the most valuable item wins. We will have a ten minute time limit, you can search the through the sand and the ocean, but no assistance from your partner or you are disqualified." The final contest has been outlined, but where would Staryu search and would it be able to overcome the Lombre who has a home field advantage? Munchlax gained 1 level |
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