»gotta catch `em all!: falknerofviolet: ... Was she hearing him right? Was he assuming that...

falknerofviolet:

Pidgeotto hovered weakly in the air, trying its best to keep itself in the battle. It had worked almost to its limits and Falkner was well aware of that. “Just hold on a little longer, my friend. You’re doing wonderfully.” He spoke out softly. After seeing how the beauty treated her Pokemon, supposedly her friend, the way she did, he felt a need to build Pidgeotto’s will back up. He felt a hint of sadness for the creature and contrary to what many believed, he didn’t like  abuse, physical or emotional toward man or creature.

He stepped forward and shouted, anger filling his voice, “How could you even say that toward something you’ve spent so much time nurturing?” He was absolutely disgusted.

Falkner`s exclamation ripped the woman`s eyes away from her delcatty to the blue-clad man. The way his body was positioned communicated absolute anger that was different from his battle pose. Instead of channeling his energy into the battle, it seemed, all emotions were pointed directly at her. With this she responded back with an equal amount of anger and annoyance at his behavior.

She didn`t like his tone of voice.

“What`s the deal? As long as they win, it`s fine! Don`t tell me you`re not any different,“ she responded, scoffing at the man`s audacity. “We`re here to battle, not judging how we train our pokemon.“

»Mystic Seer: apokemonadventure: ... Chills ran down the boy`s spine as he heard...

mysticseermorty:

“Hmm.” Morty’s smirk softened into a smile, and the darkness around him parted enough to make things relatively visible. “You’re a pretty smart kid.” He told the youngster warmly, “You didn’t make your Stantler fight when it needed to rest. That’s a sign of an aspiring trainer who will go far with the proper methods.”

He inhaled, and chuckled softly, tilting his head to the side when the inky blackness deepened once more, “Though, you’re going to have to put up much more of a fight if you’d like to win the Fog Badge. You still have more of my Pokemon to get through. Haunter, go! Use Curse on Hoothoot!”

The boy seemed taken aback from the sudden kind remarks from the gym leader, but he could see why he as cruel as the boy initially thought. He took in seers, allowed them to approve under his tutelage, and he even treated his pokemon as humans.

He wasn`t there to crush his spirit. The only respectable action he could take was to take this battle seriously.

Another Curse. Was there even a way to avoid it impacting his pokemon? It seemed inevitable that Hooty would avoid its effects. As soon as the ghost pokemon winced in its own display of attaining damage, he knew the owl was bound to its fate.

“Use Peck while Haunter`s distracted!“

Hoothoot propelled itself from the ground towards the ghost type pokemon, the tip of its beak extending out as if it were a dart heading for its target.

»Mystic Seer: apokemonadventure: ... Chills ran down the boy`s spine as he heard...

mysticseermorty:

The blonde leader’s smile curved upwards into a smirk that seemed to exude confidence, and his eyes glinted with the excitement of the challenge. This kid had gotten stronger than he previously was, but he still didn’t seem to know what to do.

“Haunter, use Sucker Punch!” Morty called, his hips cocking to the side out of habit as he folded his arms casually. It was a decoy tactic, obviously. Draw the opponent in when they thought that things were going right, and that they could avoid their Pokemon being put to sleep.

They were wrong.

Haunter vanished from sight, reappearing right beside Stantler for only enough time to slam a fist into the side of its face and send it skidding into the wall.

The Ghost Pokemon just faded into darkness once more, its laughter filling the Gym in a seemingly endless loop.

Eyes were wide in horror as he stood there, watching stantler being punched to the side in lightning speed. Stantler fell to its side, laying there for a few moments. The boy`s heart skipped a beat as tears formed in his eyes; Stanley was so stubborn. Even now, after taking in so much damage, the deer pokemon made a feeble attempt at rising up, its legs shaking as it tried to battle the fatigue.

“Stop! Stanley, come back!“ he ordered, aiming the caribou-like pokemon`s pokeball towards its defeated form.

There. It vanished in a brilliant beam of red. No more fighting for now; that wasn`t important.

The youngster sniffed and wiped his tears away with the back of his hand. He had already shed enough tears in front of Morty; there was no need to continually show him weakness. Silently, the boy ushered his hoothoot, who had watched the battles with unrivaled interest, out to the battlefield. Hopping on its single leg, it ruffled its feathers, waiting for a command.

»gotta catch `em all!: falknerofviolet: ... Was she hearing him right? Was he assuming that...

falknerofviolet:

He made a mistake. As much as he hated to admit it, he did. He let Pidgeotto come in too close. Unless a miracle happened, he wouldn’t live through this. He composed himself once more and inhaled, speaking his defining move, “Pidgeotto, use substitute and get away!” All he could do is wait, hoping he could hold on for a few more turns.

He was trying to save the pokemon from getting hurt, but her own pokemon just wouldn`t let that happen. Without any direction from its trainer, delcatty aimed its electric attack within a seven feet radius of its body, draining its energy into this one sure-fire attempt to win. The attack was reckless, unguided, and even had a danger of hitting its trainer due to electric moves being something it needed to work on.

The beauty saw this close risk to her safety as disobedience and slammed her foot onto the wooden platform. Echoes that were produces as a result seemed to snap the pokemon out of its desperation to win, and it turned its head towards its trainer in confusion.

“You stupid bitch! Watch what you`re doing!“ the blonde instantly snapped, crossing her arms over her chest. “You almost hit me!“

Delcatty`s ears lowered as it heard the trainer`s tone. It mewed meekly as if to present that as an apology before turning its head back to the bird master and his obedient servant.

»gotta catch `em all!: falknerofviolet: ... Was she hearing him right? Was he assuming that...

falknerofviolet:

Falkner braced himself. He knew both Delcatty and Pidgeotto were growing weak. He looked about the battlefield and inhaled before shouting a command. “Pidgeotto! Fly in and use Steel Wing before her Delcatty can sing!” As much as he hated to admit it, she fought hard. Of course he had to pick at all her battle flaws but, he was sure she was also picking at his physical flaws.

It didn’t bother him.

For the first time in the match, his stance changed. One leg stepped back, giving him a more balanced position. He was enjoying the match.

Although her eyes suggested sharpness, she was never the type to catch on minor details. Instead her focus was on the cat-like pokemon, which hadn`t moved an inch since its attempt at lulling the sky dwelling creature to sleep. The blonde watched as pidgeotto`s wing pushed delcatty back, with pain writing itself all over the poor pokemon`s face—

And then she smiled.

“Oh, we have a special surprise for you! Use your tail to connect yourself to pidgeotto and use Thundershock!“

»Mystic Seer: apokemonadventure: ... Chills ran down the boy`s spine as he heard...

mysticseermorty:

Morty simply returned his Gastly without missing a beat, gently running his thumb over the Pokeball before tucking it back into his clothes. “Rest easy.” He murmured, hooking his spindly fingers around another ball and enlarging it, “Go, Haunter!”

From the red and white sphere emerged another of his trusted Ghost Pokemon, smiling like a serial killer and laughing in the very same manner. Its hands twitched and wriggled about, unattached to its body yet still controlled at the same time, and its tongue flipped out teasingly. “Haunt, haunt, haunt!”

“Hmm.” Morty tilted his head back some, his blonde fringe shading one of his eyes slightly and his pale lips parting to reveal even whiter teeth, “Haunter, use Hypnosis!”

“Stanley, close your eyes! Charge at it with another Astonish, while you`re at it!“

The pokemon followed its master`s orders, blindly charging towards the ghost pokemon`s location. Unlike its previous round using Astonish, however, it changed the way it was attacking by lowering its head until the overwhelming sight of its antlers were in full view. The tactic wasn`t something its trainer had taught it, but was more of a self-defense mechanism from battling in the wild.

The antlers of a Stantler could distort reality from an opponent`s perspective.

Haunter had to focus onto the pokemon initially in order to make its prey fall for its Hypnosis, didn`t it? The caribou took advantage of the off chance that the creature`s eyes lingered upon it for a second too long for it to fall for the illusion. Echoes of the stantler`s stampeding hooves seemed to grow more and more until the other members of the gym felt like they were housing a whole herd; a whole herd charging after the singular ghost pokemon.

»gotta catch `em all!: falknerofviolet: ... Was she hearing him right? Was he assuming that...

falknerofviolet:

Falkner smiled as his Pidgeotto dove down towards his attacker, taking the attack bravely. “Now! Air cutter!” The bird flew towards the catlike creature swiftly.

Falkner’s body language read nothing but confidence. Confidence and stern training. He wasn’t afraid to take hits. He wasn’t afraid of challenges. That was what his gym was built on. Bravery and tradition and he wasn’t going to sacrifice that.

He watched as his Pidgeotto flew towards the opposing team with the grace he taught it to possess. He wasn’t going to lose to someone like this.

It was like watching a dance, seeing the two pokemon and their attacks colliding. All the woman could see was the cat-like pokemon struggling against the bird`s adaptability to the air and its fight against gravity. It twisted and turned through the air, taking the brunt of the bird pokemon`s attack before swinging its tail in an effort to make a direct hit at it. Only a few seconds after its attempt at a counter-attack did it land back onto the platform on its feet.

It was panting.

“You think that`s enough? Wait till you see this!“ she boldly exclaimed, ignoring her pokemon`s fatigue. “Use sing, and make it good!“

»Mystic Seer: apokemonadventure: ... Chills ran down the boy`s spine as he heard...

mysticseermorty:

“Hmmn.” Morty sighed, and his Gastly nodded to him out of the corner of its vision. “I guess you’re ready, hmm. Don’t worry, I’ll bring you to the Center soon.”

It screeched and giggled, and he smiled very slightly, “Use Spite!”

The Gastly wobbled a little, and shot towards the opposing deer Pokemon. Its smoke exploded outwards with the attack, and shot up into the air to consume the room when both the Pokemon collided.

“You did brilliantly, friend.” Morty said quietly, pulling his scarf up over his nose so as not to inhale the fumes while pulling out the Pokeball that belonged to Gastly.

He simply waited for the smoke to fade so he could return his Pokemon that he knew had fainted.

The youth couldn`t stop his wide grin from appearing on his face.

I did it! he thought excitedly. I defeated one of his pokemon!

The youth turned his head towards his pokemon, his form emitting an excited laughter that could have been considered contagious if it weren`t for their current atmosphere.

“Good job, Stanley! You`re doing great—“

At the very same moment its trainer was congratulating it, the deer pokemon felt what was the first onslaught of the effects curse brought. Instantly the boy`s grin disappeared; just watching his pokemon taking damage from an unknown source snapped the boy back to reality. There were still more pokemon to defeat.

»Crystal: Why hadn’t she been paying attention? Well, who knows! You always have...

thebreeder:

 Though he’d never admit it, Gold was actually somewhat relieved when Crystal came through the door. When Professor Elm got onto a topic he knew quite a bit about, he could go on for quite literally hours without breaking. Despite the fact that Gold probably wouldn’t listen to most of what the older man said, Crystal coming in probably saved them a lot of time.

When she mentioned Ruby, it took Gold a few moments to bring up the picture that came with the name. All he really remembered was that the kid had helped him rescue Silver and Red and the others when they had been turned to rock. To be honest, he didn’t really like other boy that much.

He turned to Crystal and placed a hand in his pocket, one eye closed. “Why does Ruby want to come out here?” he asked, tilting his head to the side slightly. Then, with a mischievous curling his lips, he continued, ”Or is there something between you two I don’t know about?”

“… But it should be expected that fighting types are much more faster at breaking—“

The man stopped mid-sentence, seeing that he was rudely interrupted by another presence. Annoyance etched its way onto his face before he realized exactly who it was, in which then relief soon replaced the emotion.

“Ah, Crystal! I was just telling Gold about why I needed you two here—“

“Or is there something between you two I don’t know about?“

Again, he was cut off! And by the boy with no manners, too! The previous emotion returned to his face but he remained quiet for the time being, wanting whatever the two had to discuss about be finished so they could finally move onto official business.

»gotta catch `em all!: falknerofviolet: ... Was she hearing him right? Was he assuming that...

falknerofviolet:

Falkner remained unshaken. “So, you’re choosing Delcatty to begin? I would think you would give it a rest before fighting me. Ah well, you’re choice.” Falkner took a step forward. “I’ll let Pidgeotto have the first turn.” He signaled the bird to enter the field and kept his arms crossed over his chest, still.

“As for your remark about my students,” he said in a serious manner, “it seems like your moves were just as careless as some of theirs. Don’t get ahead of yourself.”

His Pidgeotto flew above the ground, waiting for a command. “Pidgeotto!” Falkner exclaimed, “use agility!”

How dare he comment on her strategy like he had already won! The blonde wiggled her nose in distaste. She couldn`t wait to get out of this stupid city and go on to bigger, better things—like Goldenrod! A big city girl like her couldn`t stay battling small fry forever.

Delcatty, unlike her trainer, tried to keep a steady eye upon the sky-dwelling pokemon, tensing up as she awaited for her command. The beauty, upon seeing her pokemon before her, snapped her attention back to the battle at hand.

“Jump up to the air and try hitting it with a double-slap!“

»Mystic Seer: apokemonadventure: ... Chills ran down the boy`s spine as he heard...

mysticseermorty:

Morty felt a smirk crawling from his spine all the way to his lips, and he tapped his thin, pale fingers on his bicep. The kid still hadn’t learned, he assumed, to go heal his team before taking the challenge for the Fog Badge, as well as to train more than two Pokemon. Especially for a Gym match.

“Gastly, use Mean Look!” The blonde haired leader called, a haze of darkness swirling around his Pokemon as its eyes began to gleam crimson. It grinned even wider than it had been previously – if that was possible – and stood its ground.

The Gym leader tapped his foot almost inaudibly against the wooden floor, and his shoulders slouched casually. Stantler was weakened before this battle, as was Hoothoot. They wouldn’t stand a chance in this state against his Pokemon.

It was the kid’s choice though, he supposed, and winced internally when his Gastly took the brunt of the Stomp attack like a trooper. The ball of gas would get a nice rest soon, Morty thought to himself as he called out his next move.

“Wait for an opening, and then use Curse!”

Curse. He saw the effects of it and only prayed that his stantler had dealt enough damage to make the pokemon fall on its own. Stantley could take a few more rounds of attack before the it could feel the full force of Curse…

The atmosphere seemed to get more humid around him as he felt his face flush, conflicting with the cold sweat sticking his shirt to his body. Mean Look kept Stanley out for as long as he could fight, so how was he going to deal with this later?

He hesitated before calling his move. To figure out a plan for later, he first had to get through this round.

“Ghost types are weak against their own type! Use Astonish, Stanley!“

»Mystic Seer: apokemonadventure: ... Chills ran down the boy`s spine as he heard...

mysticseermorty:

Morty tilted his head to the side slightly and chuckled to himself, patting his Gastly with a pale hand before nudging it forward.

“Go on, Gastly.” He told it softly, and the Pokemon giggled, “Use Spite to cut the amount of times that Hoothoot can use Foresight!”

With a wailing cry, Gastly shot towards the round little bird, its cloud of purple smoke expanding outwards rapidly before engulfing the opponent Pokemon.

Spite. His pokemon had a different moveset than what he remembered. At this point the boy knew he couldn`t solely rely on his strategy before—the seers had taken a lot out of his hoothoot. But what fool would go in with just one or two pokemon at this point? Quickly reaching for another pokeball from his waist, the boy pressed the middle button to expand its area.

“Hooty, come back! Go, Stanley ( ooc: I AM SO BAD AT NICKNAMES I AM SORRY ROFL )!“ he cried, his voice echoing from the walls.

With an excessive amount of force associated with his youth, the deer-like pokemon emerged from within the ball, landing promptly before its trainer. He was using his switch-out technique; he couldn`t risk losing his hoothoot in this battle.

“You can see it now, right? Use stomp!“

The stantler`s nostrils exhaled in confirmation before it charged towards the ghost pokemon, raising its hooves as soon as it got close enough.