The small trainer listened without seeing, standing perfectly still as her panting pokemon leaned against her in solidarity. As much as she loathed it, the thing's words rang true. Had Mother left something behind that day she broke Vanni's mind? Was it a shared madness of the blood? Or maybe she was simply tainted, insanity forever pushing at the edges of her mind... she opened her mouth to speak, to request some clarification, when the Nightmare before her changed.
And somehow, a gigantic monologuing Zoroak was less terrifying than a lunatic that shared her face and knew her thoughts. Vanni was not normal, in case there was any doubts left. Culann, meanwhile, recognized a threat when he saw one, and began--
"No."
Culann glanced up over her shoulder. "Excuse me?" he growled.
"I said no. You're still wounded from the battle with that Kirlia; I will not send you out directly after a fight like that. You're going to rest." Vanni spoke in clipped tones, not angry so much as very restrained. "If you please, Culann?"
The Growlithe was about to snap, argue his case that she needed to send him out now, and damn the consequences, because she was still just a pup, but stole one more glance. Vanni had stopped shivering, and instead focused purely on the creature before her. Her soft mouth was set at a determined line even as she carefully moped the hallucinatory blood away. She almost looked like a proper trainer... and hadn't she just spoken to him about listening to her? Culann gave an low grumble, but nodded. "As you wish."
In a flash of light, the Growlithe disappeared, only to be replaced by a wriggling mass of tentacles. "Why, hello there," purred Gilles, completely unaware of the tension in the area. "Taking tall, dark, and handsome a bit literally, now, are well? That's all right; besides, you pull fur off in such a pleasurable manner."
For the first time since the Nightmare had appeared, Vanni smiled. "I'll take my own fear, confusion, and despair, if you don't mind," she responded. "Whenever it pleases you, your highness."
Grey Moonfang IV rolled 1 20-sided dice:
12Total: 12 (1-20)
Posted: Tue Aug 20, 2013 2:06 pm
">Is that all ya got? N' here I thought I was stronger then that! GAHAHAHAAHA!!!<" Genn laughed boisterously, clearly finding it quite easy to mock both himself and his adversary. This was interesting! Quite interesting! It wasn't often one got to fight themselves! Slamming his tail against the ground as if he were clapping, the Steelix would bare eyes filled with mirth, his mouth open as he continued to chuckle and await his trainers command. It wasn't so bad to let the boy call the shots once in awhile!
"Genn use Rock Throw! Bury that imposter!" Raven would bark, his face contorting slightly as he snarled right after. His anger didn't rule him as it did his Charmander...but it was clear the rage hadn't quite abated yet,
">Well you heard the little man!<" Genn chuckled, thrusting his tail into the ground and ripping free a sizeable boulder. For a moment he'd grasp and regrasp it, getting the correct grip as he called out ">Heeeeeeeey batta batta! Heeeeeeeey Batta batta!<" before throwing the rock forward and shouting ">SWING!<"
Pokemon: Steelix [M] Name & Level: Genn, Lv 8 [Temperament] Hasty Bio: Raven met with this Onix while making his way through Clockwork Cavern. An Area Guardian, his charge was evidently a Magnemite the boy had recently passed. Believing Raven a threat, the Onix attacked immediately. Raven seeing qualities he liked in the Pokemon, and after suffering some minor damage while battling against Fable, the Onix was quickly captured. An act he made no move to fight against. Quick to make his decisions, Genn rarely listens to Raven in battle, having chosen his next action before the child even has a moment to speak. Stats: HP: 23/32, PP: 24, ATK: 21, DEF: 35, SPD: 13, SP-ATK: 16, SP-DEF: 17 MOVES: - Rock Throw - Mud Sport - Ice Fang - Screech Held Item: Canary Feather EXP: 495/700
Oberon's mocking laughter grew louder, echoing across the 'stage' as he watched Victoria's reaction, and the dopey expression of the creature next sent to face him. She would fall just like the one before her, and all while starring at her own stupid face. Ethereal became solid as the Zoroark's body once more shifted, turning to that of a Quagsire rather then a human, and almost as soon as it was complete he would be on the move. Hand clenching into a fist, darkness would gather around his arm. When the limb suitably pulsed with shadow and malice, he would thrust it into the ground, release an inky black wave of energy. Dark Pulse, pure, simple, and destructive.
Zoroark [M] -SHINY- Oberon The Nightmare King, Lv 11 Nature:Impish Ability: Illusion [Nightmare Mode - True] - The Pokemon shall take on the form of whatever Pokemon they are facing, distorting their image and perception. -10 to opponents accuracy rolls when attacking, fades once hit. Stats: HP:37/PP:40/ATK:31/DEF:23/SPD:31/SP-ATK:30/SP-DEF:21 MOVES: - Dark Pulse - Snatch - Spite - Extrasensory Item: Shard of the Night-Mirror - Allows the bearer to transcend their natural abilities within the dream world, pushing their Ability beyond it's limits [Dream World Only]. User becomes able to mimic their opponent perfectly, allowing them to Counter-Attack with exactly the same move their enemy is using. This item cannot be unequipped or stolen.
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Grey Moonfang IV rolled 1 20-sided dice:
10Total: 10 (1-20)
Posted: Tue Aug 20, 2013 2:16 pm
(16 - 14) + (20 - 13) = 9/2 = 4.5 (round) 5 DMG
Ironclaw HP: 18
Despite her efforts Ironclaw would be struck quite cleanly by the Zoroark's attack. She'd forgotten something quite important. What she faced here wasn't the real Oberon, but an illusion made to look exactly like her...to mirror the movements of the species in a way that he could not. Spreads spread, the doppelgänger would follow her seamlessly, mirroring her movements perfectly...save for remaining several feet lower in the air.
Zoroark [M] -SHINY- Oberon The Nightmare King, Lv 7 Nature:Impish Ability: Illusion [Nightmare Mode - True] - The Pokemon shall take on the form of whatever Pokemon they are facing, distorting their image and perception. -10 to opponents accuracy rolls when attacking, fades once hit. Stats: HP:27/PP:30/ATK:21/DEF:16/SPD:21/SP-ATK:20/SP-DEF:15 MOVES: - Dark Pulse - Snatch - Spite - Extrasensory Item: Shard of the Night-Mirror - Allows the bearer to transcend their natural abilities within the dream world, pushing their Ability beyond it's limits [Dream World Only]. User becomes able to mimic their opponent perfectly, allowing them to Counter-Attack with exactly the same move their enemy is using. This item cannot be unequipped or stolen.
Oberon merely chuckled at the girl's attempts at bravery, though he found himself rather fond of her choice in Pokemon. A creature already so much like a living nightmare. Perhaps he could be convinced to switch sides...but that would come later. For the time being the Zoroark's body would shift, his fur falling away, giving way to slimey blue skin. Arms and legs elongated, splitting till they were a writhing mass of tentacles. A thick, rock like shell would appear upon the Pokemon's back and the beast gave a familiar purr ">Oh this should be interesting....<"
Oberon's eyes would begin glowing pink, the same psychic power transferring to his opponent as he flooded Gilles mind with images...not with the horrors of man, or destruction of the past as he had with others, but rather with images of all the things the Omanyte could be doing on their side. Extrasensory at it's best.
Zoroark [M] -SHINY- Oberon The Nightmare King, Lv 5 Nature:Impish Ability: Illusion [Nightmare Mode - True] - The Pokemon shall take on the form of whatever Pokemon they are facing, distorting their image and perception. -10 to opponents accuracy rolls, fades once hit. Stats: HP:22/PP:26/ATK:17/DEF:13/SPD:17/SP-ATK:16/SP-DEF:12 MOVES: - Dark Pulse - Snatch - Spite - Extrasensory Item: Shard of the Night-Mirror - Allows the bearer to transcend their natural abilities within the dream world, pushing their Ability beyond it's limits [Dream World Only]. User becomes able to mimic their opponent perfectly, allowing them to Counter-Attack with exactly the same move their enemy is using. This item cannot be unequipped or stolen.
((XD Looks like I'm not hitting anytime this turn))
Ironclaw had certainly taken a few heavy hits there... even a light hit certainly hit enough of a mark to be concerned, she observed the edges of her feathers as she kept rising higher and higher into the air...
But her eyes turned earthward as well... there was the Zoroark, flying after her? No... too low, it kept him there... but perhaps it was time to look at this and test his defenses herself... after all, she'd have no idea until she tried, and she certainly was damn tired of sitting still as his punching bag.
[Let's see how you deal with THIS?!] She let loose a shrill squawk like a battlecry, tilting in mid-air, turning up and round, but instead of a full loop, suddenly she folded wings and began to plummet downward toward the lower Zoro-mory, bladed beak first as she soared in for her Peck!
In the Garden of Monsters rolled 1 20-sided dice:
9Total: 9 (1-20)
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Vanni sighed, allowing herself to fall into the role of a Pokemon trainer without any other thoughts of her blooy past. Even the Nightmare's shapeshift to another version of her Omanyte couldn't throw her... yet, anyway. "Be careful, Gilles."
The wriggling Omanyte watched his opponent with fascination. Ah, a true connoisseur of fear and depraved! If the shellfish had been in possession of lips (anyone's lips), he would have been licking them. And as the mental assault began, his eyes grew wide with curiosity. Gilles was, admittedly, not one to resist the... darker was of life. And this most handsome tangle of tentacles had a certain appeal... but for whatever reason, he was still choosing to side with Vanni. Because schoolgirls. So instead of giving into Oberon's tempting thoughts, Gilles cheerfully responded in turn, allowing Oberon a glimpse into his own twisted mind. Defending from mental fire with mental fire? Risky business.
There was a girl laying on the ground. Was she dead...no wait there. A twitch and she sat upright, rubbing at her eyes. What had happened?! One minute she had been about to watch Sparky and the Absol about to play rock, paper, scissors and the next...darkness. Standing up wobbling slightly, she blinked as a bleary figure appeared. Rubbing her eyes once more, the Spinda girl was able to focus better. "Who is there?" Momo asked staring into the darkness.
Out of the shadows, a figure emerged. The Spinda squinted and then glanced curiously at this girl. Why did she get this strange feeling of deja vu? Instead of the normal happy feelings she felt when meeting a new friend, it was replaced with a feeling she wasn't familiar with: unease. It filled the pit of her stomach, making her feel strange..There was a rattling and shaking on her belt that held the pokeballs. As a flash of light emerged, a pokemon popped out. The said pokemon appeared on her shoulder. The Totodile lifted it's maw in a silly grin letting out a happy quack upon seeing the figure across from Momo. It began jumping up and down on Momo's shoulder, pointing with a claw.
As Yoshi pointed, pokemon began to emerge around Riku. They were odd.. As Momo looked closer, she felt another strange feeling start to grip at her heart. The feeling of horror...and fear. Her heartbeat felt like it was going to pop out of her chest. This was new...she didn't know what to make of this feeling... As the thoughts inside of her head spiraled out of control, the two girls locked gazes as Riku stepped from the shadows and Momo could finally see who had been standing there. The brown haired girl moved to stand in front of pink haired female.
Riku glared at Momo, rage obviously the winning emotion on her face. The zombie Totodile pointed right back at the other pokemon, pointing with a claw of his own. There was an oddly twisted looking sneer as it quacked. Riku continued to stare at Momo, before lifting a hand and pointing at the girl before snarling, "You stole my life!"
The Steelix mini would only chuckle deeply. He could feel the stirring of interests, but it died the moment that the pokemon threw a rock at him. He had other things to find interesting as he moved to avoid it ...a swift motion to the left, or more to the right as his head would act the part of a giant snake that he is and twist with a smoothness that made him look boneless as he made the move.
(Is that really the best you can do?)
It was a mock copy of what Genn had said to the pokemon only moments before as the copy didn't even bother to move.
It was a huge risk ....as Victoria scream it then. She was risking her pokemon's life, and her own in the same way. She didn't know why this occurred to her ...it would more than likely fail, but she had seen how Aella seemed to miss. It was like she couldn't quite see her opponent, and with that in mind ...she had to wonder if her own vision would be better.
When the Zoroark had turned into her ...she had been too afraid to try, but now, as Salacia ..she had no fear.
"Salacia jump."
It would be Victoria who was making this strike ...as the dark pulse ran through the ground ...an outward arc that should have knocked her down. But, both of them had been prepared as she thump her tail hard to get the leap that she knew that otherwise would be impossible, and Victoria hope that she was standing outside of the range of that attack as well as she set her watch to paralyze by hitting this time the 9 on her watch. The little target window was up as she aim ...without any restraint at her opponent with a big smirk on her face.
Nakano would rouse slowly ...probably much more slower than most. Her head hurt, and she felt like her mouth was full of dirt. She would rub her head as she tried to remember what had happen last, and then she looked around herself to see the huge tree to her left.
"What the hell?"
She would say the words loudly it would seem, and in the distances something strange would appear. The girl almost jumped to her feet at the sight, it was herself, and ...that couldn't be right. She knew there was no mirror that she was looking in ...as the girl was her exactly. There was no altering, and there was no change, except that she was garb the way she should have been. Her ninja gear was perfect, and she walked with stealth and skill and when she dropped to her knees just out of range she bow her head once before raising it again and saying the words quite clearly and harshly.
"Failure."
It was one word that made her blood go cold as she thought about things in a way she didn't want to. They hadn't sent her here as a bargaining chip as she thought, or because of some promise, but her family had simply wanted to be rid of her.
How so much could be transmitted in such simple words were beyond her understanding, but this girl ...herself ....seemed to be a professional at it. Nakano would get up then as she shouted at her double.
"SHUT up, you don't know anything about me."
The girl that was her would make a single hand sign and split into multiply versions of herself. Something that Nakano was really bad at ...her aim was good, her movements refine, but when it came to techniques ...Nakano was probably last in her clan. This girl thought show none of those weaknesses as each would seemed to say altogether.
"Failure."
Nakano would clamp her hands to her ears.
"No, you liars ...you know nothing ...you know nothing about me."
She screamed. This was her worst dream, not to be judge by others, but to be judge from within. To see that she could do better, but, that she just couldn't .....and to find that her skills were limited. To find out that she was, exactly what they had claimed ....a failure.
Grey Moonfang IV rolled 1 20-sided dice:
15Total: 15 (1-20)
Posted: Sun Aug 25, 2013 7:48 am
(16 - 12) + (30 - 17) = 17 DMG
Salacia HP: 18
(16 - 14) + (20 - 13) = 9/2 = 4.5 (round) 5 DMG
Ironclaw HP: 18
Across the the fabric of the dream world battles were fought, moves striking and missing their intended targets, and all beneath the same tree. It's branches battered and scarred by the Nightmare, it alone stood the only witness to all these battles...or at least it had. From deep within the tree a mighty groan erupted, mixing with the abrupt echoing howl of Oberon...and then the world shattered.
Like striking a mirror with a hammer everyone's vision distorted, fragmenting, and for an instant they'd see the world as if through the eyes of an insect...except each lens allowed them to peer into a different realm. They would see each other, each battle, and even themselves, before the dream world itself fell apart. The Darkness of the Abyss would consume the ground beneath their feet, the sky above, and even the space in-between. All that would be left was them, the tree, and Oberon.
">Hehehe...yes.....YES....it's finally here...EeeeHehEHeeHE!!!<" The Zoroark laughed that deranged laugh of his, fur standing on end as if an electric current had been run through his body ">Be thankful children, now you get to witness the birth of a legend....and the end of the world!!! HEhEHeHehEhe!!!<" As Oberon laughed the shard thrust through his heart would suddenly pulse, the Zoroark falling silent, the look upon his face becoming a mix of anticipation and agony. Like the beat of a heart the shard would pulse, darkness radiating off it in waves, spreading across Oberon's body like a cloak...or an egg shell.
The children here would bare witness to something beyond explanation, something the likes of which none had ever witnessed, as the purple of Oberon's mane spread across his body, fur turning to something far more ethereal. The Zoroark's body twisted in ways it should not have been able, his legs vanishing, and his form beginning to drift away like smoke. Shouldered broadened, chest barrelled, a thick pink ridge jutting up from his collar, and fog beginning to extend from his head like his mane once had. The sight was unmistakable, yet still no more believable. Standing, or more accurately floating before them was no longer a Zoroark...but Darkrai.
Oberon hadn't been kidding when he'd spoken of witnessing the birth of a legend, but it didn't seem that process was quite complete. Although most of his body had transformed, his eyes had yet to open...and the shard still jutted from his chest, though it seemed to have slowly begun to sink deeper into his body. It wasn't too late...but they'd have to act fast. It was now or never. The true final battle had begun!
[OBERON CANNOT ATTACK OR COUNTER-ATTACK FOR 3 TURNS]
[+3 TO OBERON'S ROLLS UNTIL THE TRANSFORMATION IS COMPLETE!]
[AREA EFFECT -BAD DREAM "THE TRUE NIGHTMARE": ALL POKEMON PRESENT WILL LOSE 4HP PER TURN SAVE FOR OBERON HIMSELF!]
[THIS IS BASICALLY A FREE-FOR-ALL. EVERYONE PICK UP TO 3 POKEMON AND ATTACK WITH ALL YOU'VE GOT!]
Darkrai -SHINY- Oberon The Nightmare King, Lv 15 Nature:Impish Ability: Bad Dream [Nightmare Mode - True] - Lowers the HP of all Pokemon present in the Dream World by 4 each turn. Stats: HP:50/PPconfused??/ATKconfused??/DEFconfused??/SPDconfused??/SP-ATKconfused??/SP-DEFconfused?? MOVES: - Dark Pulse - Disable - Spite - Ominous Wind Item:
That was the single thought running through Ada's mind as Oberon transformed before her. She was utterly terribly hosed on this one. Her hat - or rather, who was in the hat - would growl at the terrible sight, though he'd do nothing to fight it on his own. The mutt knew his place in a situation like this, and unless Ada asked him to there was absolutely no way he'd be going out there any time soon!
...he hadn't fully awaken yet, though. It was a small window of opportunity, but she'd take it. The girl would reach up to her neck and pull two pokeballs from the inner side of her ribbon, holding them both in her right hand. With one mighty swing she'd throw them both into the air, taking off her hat afterwards. She'd swing her hat and catch the two balls, then pointing it downwards towards the ground. Tapping her hand on the top of the had, she'd seem as if she was trying to shake something out. This "something" would show itself eventually as a bit of white fur would show itself for a split second before it's owner came tumbling out the bottom, Specter nearly losing her balance as she was tossed out from the inside.
The Zangoose would snarl at the girl. She wasn't a rabbit meant for playing tricks on! She'd see the threat at hand quick, though, and the zangoose would pivot on her heel to turn and face her opponent. Her fur would stand on end upon sight of the Darkrai, and she'd bare her fangs, locking her single eye on him.
Ada behind her would continue to fiddle with her hat, tapping the top three times again...and nothing happened. Confused, she'd flip the hat over, peering into the inside. Scaled claws would snatch the hat from her, placing it back atop her head. From behind her Erion would glare at the enemy, but only briefly. It wouldn't be moving anytime soon, would it?
"> Will you be alright? <" Ada would cross her arms. "That's what I should be asking you!" Erion scowled, giving a slight "hmph" as he went forwards. An airheaded stunfisk and a savage Zangoose...that wasn't much to work with, but it'd do.
The ancient dragon would walk forwards, taking his place in front of Ada, yet still somewhat behind the other two. Almond would begin their assault first, a grin spreading across her face as she began to shake her tail, charging up. Taking that as a signal, Specter would begin to take action, drawing her paw back. The air around it would go cold, and a loud crack would be heard as shard upon shard of layered ice coated her fist. She'd take a few steps forwards before she was promptly hit in the back with a long, scaly object, Erion having slapped her in the back with his own tail. It was unexpected, but she'd catch on to his idea. She'd re-orient herself to the best of her abilities and use the boost he had given her to rocket towards the Darkrai, hoping to leave more than a mark on him with her Ice Punch!
Erion would take after her, and while not as speedy he'd come in as close as he could, delivering a few blows of a Wing Attack before retreating to stand back with Ada. Once he was out of the way the skies above Oberon would go unruly, Almonds shaking intensifying as she'd unleash a Thunderbolt from above him. Even she knew this was all very dangerous, they'd need all the teamwork they could muster! Roll 1: Almond Roll 2: Specter Roll 3: Erion
Pokemon: Stunfisk (f) Name and Level: Almond. lvl 5 Temperment: Rash Stats hp: 27/27 Pp: 25 Att: 13 Def: 14 Spd: 9 Sp Att: 15 Sp Def: 14 Moves: Mud-slap | Thunderbolt | Earth Power | Bide Bio: Not much is known about Almond besides the fact that she is both terrifying and adorable. We are content enough with that. Exp: 182/400 Held Item: N/A
Pokemon: Zangoose [F] Name & Level: Specter, Lv6 [Temperament] Lonely Bio: Met on an island, Carmine had originally killed this Zangoose after beating her father. Ada had felt so guilty after that, that when given the opportunity to take any Pokemon she had found there home with her as a copy, she had chosen to take Specter, it was as close as reviving her as she could get. Stats: HP: 26/26, PP: 24, ATK: 22, DEF: 12, SPD: 17, SP. ATK: 14, SP. DEF: 14 Moves: Quick-Attack || Ice Punch || Leer || Iron Tail Item: Work Gloves (+2 to punching moves) EXP: 82/500
Pokemon: Aerodactyl [m] Name & Level: Erion, lvl 6 [Temperament] Quirky Stats: Hp: 27/27Pp: 24 Att: 19 Def: 14 Spd: 22 Sp Att: 14 Sp Def: 15 Moves: Wing Attack || Supersonic || Dragonbreath || Scary Face Bio: After swiping up her Scraggy for a meal, Impromptu faced it in a battle and did more than just anger it. After landing a couple of surprisingly strong hits on the Aerodactyl, Ada was able to catch it, though she is fearful of the power he may hold. Held Item: N/A EXP: 61/400
Victoria already had her back against the wall, and as she watched Salacia take another hard hit. She would move to scoop up her pokemon as she hit the ground ...there was definitely confusion on how that had happen. Had the pokemon counter-attack or something, but she didn't have time to try and figure that out as the pokemon wince hugely and then shuffles back upon her feet.
She would glare at her opponent ....as she tries to get serious.
"THis is it, I guess."
Victoria stood beside her ready to protect her from the pokemon's attack as the pokemon in front of her started to shift and change and then they both saw it. IT was a Darkrai in disguise as she hiss, and their struggle suddenly made much more sense.
"Let's give it our all."
She called out to her partner even as she pull two pokemon from her belt. She could see across the rip of time and dimension that she wasn't alone doing this ...as she saw Ada from the tournament doing the same thing. She was fighting with three, and like, hell ...Victoria wasn't going to follow.
"Eve, Phobia."
She called out both ...as the Murkrow appeared in the air for only a moment to scream out mother, and the Sableye didn't appear at all. Instead, a claw would run up Victoria's leg as the girl almost jumped about three inches into the air as the pokemon's head would slowly poke it's way out of the shadows.
(It's time to play?)
He would ask as Victoria would point towards the problem, and both pokemon would loose their amusing grin. Instead, they looked a bit stricken at what stood in front of them. This was really going to be one hell of a battle that they had managed to get themselves in.
(Mama, that thing doesn't look happy)
Eve would chirp while Phobia rolled his eyes a bit. Salacia would stick out her tongue a bit as she tries to touch her own chin.
"No, it's not happy, but we are going to show it how to have fun. Phobia use Scratch, Salacia use Water Gun, and Eve use Astonish."
Victoria screamed out as she point at her opponent, and Salacia would slap her tail against the ground as she sent out a flow from her mouth and both ...Phobia and Eve would rush forward with their respective attack.
Nakano would declare sharply as she turns to try and walk away from this. First, there was herself and then it turned into something that was completely out of her ability to deal with. Though as she took one big step, she had to stop as she saw the way the world had done something odd.
She would sigh a bit.
"I guess, I have no other choices. I will have to fight."
Normally she wasn't a coward, but she had learned long ago ...that it is best to fight when you can ...be sure you will win. She wasn't so sure about this, but then she noticed that it wasn't attacking either. Stuck between forms, this was the time to attack.
"Okay, if your back is to the wall ...then let's blow it down. Lucky use Thunderbolt, Carrot use Ember, and Suzaku use Ominous Wind."
She pointed as she called out loudly.
Roll 1 Lucky Snubbull (m) lvl:4/Hasty Hp: 20 Pp: 19 Att:12 Def: 9 Spd:8 Sp Att: 9 Sp Def: 9 moves: Tackle, Charm, Fire Fang, Thunderbolt Exp: 0/300 Bio: This is her lucky pokemon, she gained him through a game of chance, and found him at the Poketrader. She was quick to pick him for her own.
Roll 2 Carrot Vulpix (m) lvl:4/Jolly Hp: 11/18 Pp: 17 Att: 9 Def: 9 Spd: 12 Sp Att: 9 Sp Def: 11 Moves: Ember, Hex, Tail Whip Exp: 182/300 Held item: Bio: This pokemon was the Vulpix of her dreams. Nakano had meet him on her first run through the island, but knocked him out not once but twice. Making it impossible to capture him ...though she vowed to come back to get him. A final fight at the edge of the desert would make this possible as the girl finally got the fox.
