Entering by way of the dance hall, a few of the students would recognize aspects of this room. Black metal floors and the blinking lights of various machines. They'd returned to the core of the Mirage Arena....at least...of sorts. What students had seen before was merely the core operations. The various machines used to process all the data and ensure fail-safes remained active. This one room however was the center of the Mirage Arena, the location of that which made it function at all...the True Core.
Sitting at the far end of the room was a large, shimmering sphere with dozens of cables connecting to it...and it was cracked like an egg. Scorch marks in the area told the story well enough. The explosions had damaged the core....and let it's occupant free....
A telekinetic cry would spread throughout the room, screaming not in the children's ears but their minds. The machinery suddenly surged, parts of it exploding as the emergency lights came on. Slowly a small pink form would come into view, floating out from behind the core as it flicked it's whip like tail. This was the Pokemon that made the illusions of the arena possible...the Pokemon they had trapped for decades if not more to power this place....the Pokemon filled with boundless rage for being held captive....this....was the legendary Mew.
Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2016 6:12 pm
Alex Trevell
Entering through, he saw a very mechanical room that differed from the rest of the Mirage Arena. Where everything else was illusion and created scenery, this room didn't bother concealing it's true appearance. It had been damaged already, but by what or who, Alex didn't know. Though before long, a figure would appear after an explosion, and an unfamiliar noise would sound out in his mind.
"What the...? Fast pokemon that floats, and a long tail..." He felt like he knew something about the pokemon, but couldn't pinpoint anything. Either way, he could feel a lot of power radiating from it. It wasn't a good feeling...
This place was weird, the place had been pretty strange as they went from one extreme to the other. A prom to a place of pipes and machines, and now ...into a world that looked to be a real blast from the past. Though there was quite a few differences and one he couldn't miss was the large sphere that was cracked open like an egg.
Not a good thing, not a good thing at all.
Blight would actually move in front of her trainer and Hiro didn't try to push pass her. He was sick ....as Despair would actually smirk but move into position almost all on her own as she stood in front of her trainer and Fluke would look round shyly.
(what is going on here?)
He would ask as Blight would only look back and answer him sharply.
(Boss battle)
It sure looked like the sort of place for a boss battle. Hiro would arc suddenly as something screamed loudly in his head as he presses his hands against his ears to no avid and it gave him a monstrous headache. The sound drifting away as the reason for this entire expedition came into view.
Mew, so everything from beginning to end ...had been some sort of illusion. That was nice, not really, but he would make due as he sneezes again.
"Well, it looks like we might as we get ready for a battle."
Hiro would declare, which was music to Despair ears as everyone got ready for a battle that looked be quite legendary in and of itself.
Dwebble [M] Name & Level: Fluke lv: 6 Nature: Quirky Stats: HP:21/23 PP:21/ ATK:14/ DEF:17/ SPD: 13/SP-ATK: 11/SP-DEF:11/ Moves: Fury Cutter, Night Slash, Rock Blast Exp: 134/175
Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2016 7:32 pm
Entering the room right behind both Alex and Hiro, Poppy and Shinx take in the sight of the room, much different from the meadows and nursery for the baby Pokemon of the easy path. The cry ringing into her head makes her wince and hunch her shoulders. Turning her blue gaze towards the pink form coming out from behind the pink sphere, she recognizes it after a moment and speaks out loud for Alex's sake, and maybe Hiro's if he didn't realize what it was. "The legendary Mew. The professors must believe in our capabilities to assign us to deal with subduing it."
Moving to stand near Hiro, she looks over each of his Pokemon first, mentally calculating the average stats for each species before doing the same to Alex's. "What little is known about Mew reveals that it is a pure Psychic type, so it should be weak to Ghost, Dark, and Bug types. Your Dwebble is the only one who will be less affected by its attacks." She directs to Hiro, eyes on the pink Pokemon. It's her duty as a member of the Trickster class to share what information she knows to help the others. "I don't suppose that anyone is good with talking to Pokemon to try and convince it to not fight."
"THE Legendary Mew?" To think that of all places, it was here. Obviously it wasn't pleased about being here, so it was understandably angry. It was a psychic type, meaning that she was right about those type weaknesses. His pokemon didn't have any weaknesses to psychic type moves, but it wasn't uncommon to use different typed moves. Still, Pansear's focus punch would be less effective. They had numbers, but would they have the might?
"I feel even if we had such speech skills, it's too angry to listen to reason at this point...If that's the case we need a plan to handle this..."
Gin arrived in the room to hear the loud cries of Mew and then spot the legendary! It was obviously angry. Strength in numbers? A genuine grin spread across the boy's face. Now this was more like it! That being said, he would let Takeshi leap off his shoulder and release forth Chiyome the Scyther! They were going to need all the power they could get if this thing attacked!
Scyther [F] Chiyome, Level 4 Nature: Lonely Stats: HP: 20/20/PP:20/ATK:16/DEF:10/SPD;14/SP-ATK:10/SP-DEF:12 MOVES: - Steel Wing - Leer - Focus Energy EXP: 30/125 Bio: Takeshi and Gin were traveling through the Foggy Forest when they were challenged by a Scyther! The pokemon loved the thrill of the battle and had a high energy level along with a certain bloodlust. Curious, Gin watched as Takeshi deemed the pokemon worthy and so the shinobi caught her.
The area past the door looked very....promising. It was a very big change in surroundings. The girl would watch people release pokemon and realize if this came to a fight...despite manpower or pokemon power...it would be really difficult. Mew, the creator of all pokemon. She couldn't help but pull out her Snapshot Camera and take a picture. This would be great to remember later on... That being said, she would toss three pokeballs forward releasing all the pokemon she had on her: a Shieldon, Pidove, and Gligar aside from her Houndour who was already at her heels.
[Participating Pokémon: Sai [Gligar], Longwei [Houndour], Qiang [Pidove], Li [Shieldon] ]
Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2016 11:41 pm
"Can't really blame it for being angry, if what Professor Strominoff said was true." Alice's voice sounded unusually timid for the naturally boisterous girl. She'd been a ghost since she'd arrived back in the Dance Hall, almost immediately taking refuge under a table. Old habits of a defense drone died hard. Alice had been content to sit there and listen to the others talk, slowly calming down after the panic attack she'd suffered in the Arena Core... well, the placed she'd been told was the Arena Core. This Academy was filled to the brim with secrets. Regardless, the sounds of the others' voices helped assuage her paranoid imagination. It'd been hard to shake the idea what she'd been too late, and that the assailants had killed everything in the area... but she'd finally let it go. Cuddling Vorpal had helped as well.
Which left this situation. She'd followed the group silently, eventually releasing the rest of her Pokemon. Maddie stood at her side, happily bearing Basil on her back. And Vorpal, of course, was in her arms. Quite frankly, she felt much better... which gave her an interesting view on the upcoming battle. She couldn't help feeling a bit of sympathy for the Mew-- Strominoff had made the creature's living conditions sound bleak. "Still, it's clearly doing more harm than good at the moment," she mused aloud. "And at the moment, it seems our greatest resource against it is numbers."
Vorpal allowed himself to be coddled by his trainer. He hadn't figured out what had upset her-- she hadn't been willing to talk about it clearly, and he couldn't exactly push her-- but she seemed to be calming down. If he could facilitate that in any way, he was perfectly happy... even if it meant being a temporary stuffed animal. Unlike Alice, he was actually quite interested in this upcoming back. In an odd way, he was somewhat excited about this battle... after all, he'd fought one Legendary Pokemon. His lone eye twinkled with a strange eagerness How would this one measure up?
Maddie bounced at Alice's side, lightly bumping into the metallic girl's hip every now and then. She didn't know why the trainer was so fidgety, but the girl seemed to smile a bit whenever she did so! The Blitzle remained completely unaware of the seriousness of the current situation. She bounced one her hooves, chattering her teeth as she watched the shiny lights.
>Frankly, this seems like the best place for a disco.< The Ralts atop the electric pony's back proved to the just as irreverent. Basil was a little too used to the Crater's insanity to be fazed by the Mew. Angry legends were simply par for the course. And at least this time, he not only a team to rely on, but and whole group! This was going to be one Mad Party!~
[Alice is using: Vorpal (Honedge), Maddie (Blitzle), and Basil (Ralts)]
Argyle as it would happen would appear not through the door, but to the left of the group. Apparently he'd been re-routed on the way to the dance hall, skipping the explanation as to what was going on entirely. Arms crossed, the boy would look about the room with an arched brow. Only upon noticing his fellow students would he comment dryly "Either I haven't been abducted by Aliens, or they've particularly low standards..." Only moments later would he realized what he'd said aloud. Certainly SOME of these children had to be fellow students, and he'd just broken character....well they seemed to be pretty wrapped up in whatever was going on....they probably didn't even notice.
Eager for a distraction, the boy would turn his attention to what everyone seemed to be looking at....ah....violent angry pink legendary. Wonderful. Well at least it didn't breath fire or shoot acid....probably. "I suppose we've been left to clean up once again" He stated, gaze shifting to Jekyll at his shoulder.
Snickering, the Croagunk would respond ">I think we're about to make an even bigger mess!<" Rubbing his slippery hands together, the Poison-types eyes seemed to light up ">It's gonna be great!<" Unsurprisingly he was filled with a giddy anticipation.
"For a mess this size we may need a few extra hands though" Argyle said, apparently now choosing to ignore the other students. He'd missed half the conversation anyway.Reaching into his coat, the boy would retrieve the balls belonging to his other Pokemon, releasing them onto the 'field'.
Sybelle unsurprisingly, would come in giggling like a loon, spiraling through the air and filled with glee.At last an audience! Who would laugh? Who would cry? Who would do something stupid SHE could laugh at!? Oh the possibilities!...OH! And there seemed to be a battle too! Or several! ">Mwehehehehe~! Its show-time!<"
Even less astounding would be the reaction of Thanatos. The Cubone would enter silent as the grave, eyes narrowed upon the Mew. Fighting a LEgendary was no small order; but if this was the day he, it, or others were to die...so be it. IT was time to see whom rested beneath Yveltal's shadow.
Starter Pokemon: Croagunk [M] Name & Level: Jekyll, Lv 6 [Temperament] Naughty Bio:The story of how Argyle met Jekyll is a bit of an odd one. After purchasing a bulk shipment of skin rejuvenating mud from Sinnoh's Great Marsh (Guarnteed to take twenty years off your appearance!), Mistress Rosevelt had set aside some time for a fully immersive experience with the product, during which she received quite the surprise. It would seem the mud had come with stowaway in the form of an egg. Unfortunately it was about this same time the egg decided to hatch, splattering the aristocratic woman with muck and eggshell. After a shriek and shrill cry for the nearest Argyle to attend her, Verde arrived and was immediately ordered to dispose of the creature, although not before cleaning up the mess it had created. Whispering a snide remark just below his breath, both Mistress and Argyle were in for a surprise when the newly born Croagunk began to snicker devilishly. It seemed the Poison-type had heard the boy, and shared his sense of humor. Amused by this fact the young Butler then went about the task of convincing Mistress Rosevelt that the Croagunk would be quite useful in his regular duties, allowing him to make the manor to "shine as radiantly as you do Mistress Rosevelt". Little more in the way of convincing was required on the boy's part, and so he obtained his first and for the time being only Pokemon.
Since then Jekyll has proven a good match for Argyle, frequently snickering at the boy's comments be they made aloud, or simply implied. Unlike Argyle however Jekyll does nothing to hide his wicked nature, frequently mocking others quite openly and then laughing about it. Though cruel he is not crude, and more than willingly to amuse himself by catching the enemy off guard. Stats: HP: 23/23, PP: 24, ATK: 15, DEF: 11, SPD: 14, SP-ATK: 14, SP-DEF: 9 MOVES: - Astonish - Headbutt - Meditate - Mud-slap Held Item: Blue Scarf EXP: 38/175
Pokemon: Gastly [F] Name & Level: Sybelle, Lv 6 [Temperament] Impish Bio: While traversing the bizarre terrain of The Island of New Beginning's third ring, and after a particularly awful joke by Jekyll, Argyle would be altered to the presence of a Gastly by her insane giggling. Immediately seeing the advantages of owning a Ghost-type, the youth would go about putting on a comedy routine. Relying on an old act performed for his mistress's pets, and the hope that Jekyll would do his part, the pair sent the Gastly bowling over with laughter. So amused by the duo's antics, Sybelle decided to stick around in hopes of future entertainment. Stats: HP: 19/19, PP: 20, ATK: 11, DEF: 11, SPD: 16, SP-ATK: 16, SP-DEF: 11 MOVES: - Astonish - Ice Punch - Spite - Held Item: Nevermeltice EXP: 25/175
Pokemon: Cubone [M] Name & Level: Thanatos, Lv 5 [Temperament] Quiet Bio: Argyle's meeting with Thanatos was the finale to a rather morbid series of encounters. Having confronted several Cubone prior, Argyle and his Pokemon had obtained quite the reputation among their number by the time he reached the burial site guarded by Thanatos. Strongly disapproving of Jekyll's lack of respect for the dead, the two soon came to blows....with Thanatos as the victor. Jekyll went down in a single blow, and as far as Thanatos had been concerned that was to be the end of it; but Argyle had other plans. Claiming it was compensation for knocking out Jekyll, the boy captured the Cubone in a single throw. Thanatos took this turn of events oddly well, remaining set in his goals regardless of the path he must take. Stats: HP: 21/21, PP: 21, ATK: 11, DEF: 16, SPD: 9, SP-ATK: 11, SP-DEF: 11 MOVES: - Ancient Power - Screech - - Held Item: EXP: 68/150
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Posted: Mon Jan 04, 2016 1:51 am
ShinyChibiSuicuneRiku
In the Garden of Monsters
Silentveil
Lunarsun
Alex Trevell
OkuyamaGin
Hellenor Rigby
huffnut
UchihaKarasu
vincent_pimp_kid-
Lia Syuki
Meulin the Disciple
Once more the Mew would give a loud cry which would rattle the students and their Pokemon right to their very core. Floating in the air, it's eyes glowing as psychic energy surrounded it, the Pokemon flicked its tail. It would not be stopped. Not by children most of all. This place....this organization....ALL MUST FEEL IT'S FURY!
Yet with rage came indecisiveness. It was so mad it couldn't think straight, and there were so many targets! Who to destroy first? The young? The old? The weak? The strong? Did it even matter? All began with it's kind....and now, all would end with it!
It would seem the Mew's jumbled emotions had created an opportunity. Despite out pacing every Pokemon here by a rather significant margin, it was open. This was their chance to strike before it had a chance to land the first blow, and with an opponent like this they'd need it!
Alex was right, they needed a plan, or at least some coordination. When more students joined them and took in the situation, Poppy made sure to examine each of their Pokemon and determine the average stats, weaknesses, and strengths. Shifting towards the side of the room to keep out of the conflict while she figures things out, she gives Argyle an appraising glance before filling him in. "This is the core of the Arena, and that Mew is what powered it. It has broken out, and the professors have left it up to us to subdue it for recapturing." Taking in each of his Pokemon, she adds them to her mental list and calculations before turning her attention back to the confused Mew.
With the data compiled in her mind, she speaks to the rest of the students to share what she has come up with. It's not a plan of order that she expects them to follow, but rather the straight facts that she can gather. "Dwebble, Scyther, Houndour, Ghastly, and Honedge all have offensive type advantages against Mew, only if they have Bug, Dark, or Ghost type moves. Any other Pokemon with moves of those typing will also be stronger against it. Only Bulbasaur and Croagunk have a type weakness to Psychic attacks."
Pausing for a breath, she continues on. "Mew's Psychic-type moves will have no effect on Houndour at all, making it valuable for both offense and defense, and will not be very effective on Ralts, Shieldon, and Honedge, making them better for defense. Unless they have either of the super-effective type moves, all the other Pokemon will have normal effectiveness in terms of attack power."
With that compilation of information done for the others that are already here, she turns her attention to her own Pokemon, who has a Dark type move and would be super-effective in battle. "Shinx, use Howl."
Having been at Poppy's feet for the entirety of her info dump and eyeing all the other Pokemon around, he snaps to attention when she calls for him. Taking in the order for the preparation move, he throws his head back and lets loose an empowering howl to raise up his spirit and make his attacks henceforth a bit stronger.
Shiloh would enter the room after the girl's announcement as he would literally be at the point of chewing on the box trying to get it open. Whatever was in the Slowking's prize box it wasn't coming opening easily as he took in the sight of the Mew and decided maybe later.
He would literally pack it away again with a sigh as both his Scyther and Pidove would take the stage around him.
It would seem that the battle was getting started especially when Poppy's pokemon would howl. The boy finally remembering her from when they were at the pokemon center. Well, he wasn't going to go with the who is stronger thing now. Instead, it seemed almost as if everyone was trying to get themselves positioned to take this pokemon down, so of course, Shiloh had to join in.
"Ricasso use quickguard."
The boy actually was curious at this moment. Would the move recognize everyone in the room as being part of their team, or would it only react to his own party? In a double battle when there was two trainers, he had read that such move would cover both parties pokemon but with a room this size and with this many trainers.
Well, it was worth finding out as the Scyther would draw his hands in front of himself as he gather the energy from the inside to from what would seem to be a reddish barrier in front of him as he spread out his stance.
Since he had one pokemon using a defensive attack, it only made sense to do the same with his other. He would look over at Chai.
"Use, Lucky Chant."
The Pidove would start to literally ramble as the move would inspire stars to dance around her as she seemed to be wobbling varies tunes. What she was saying was completely random, though Shiloh wouldn't know that ...as the rest of the pokemon in the room would hear.
(Up and down, the clock the Rattatta ran. Until it's feet fell off, isn't it a lucky fellow since it don't have to run anymore)
Yup, the battle of the century was starting off defensive.
(Pokemon fighting: Chai roll#1 and Ricasso roll# 2)
Karasu would be teleported straight to the True Core room to see chaos was breaking loose. There were many students gathered and a battle was starting.... the shinobi couldn't help his eyes widening slightly before regaining his composure and smoothing it out to emotionless again. Holy Arceus. Was that a Mew?! The shinobi counted the students and the pokemon gathered and wondered if it would be enough... One way to find out. Most were calling out various attacks or defensive maneuvers. It was time for him to join in as well.
The Skarmory would emerge in a flash of light and take one look at his opponent and turn back to his trainer. What had happened in that short span of time? The pokemon watched as others seemed to be using defensive maneuvers. He himself would start to try and lunge in with Peck!
[Karasu is using Koga for event.]
Koga [Skarmory] Level 2, Male Nature: Relaxed HP:15/15/PP:17/ATK:8/DEF:12/SPD:7/SP-ATK:7/SP-DEF:8 MOVES: Peck, Curse EXP: 45/75
Gin's smirk widened when everyone started the battle. The Mew was still an opponent regardless of being a legendary or not. They might have a chance or not. Only one way to find out. The boy gestured to Chiyome and Takeshi to start. Meanwhile his gaze would scan over the other students and his gaze would look at a familiar figure that had been the last to teleport in. Could it be? Was that his older brother? Now was not the time to approach. There would be time after this mess was done. A shinobi must focus on the mission because it had the highest priority.
The Charmander looked way too happy. He was practically vibrating with excitement. Once Gin gave him free rein, the Charmander would race toward the Mew trying to Bite down! He was sure blood from a legendary would be the rarest of delicacies and one of those once in a lifetime chances!
The Scyther shared a similar bloodthirsty aura. She would hover slightly one wing glowing silver. As the Charmander took off she would do the same, aiming to slice the Mew with Steel Wing! It wasn't every day that she was given such a powerful opponent to fight! The stronger the strength, the better because strength is only gained by fighting others with strength!
Scyther [F] Chiyome, Level 4 Nature: Lonely Stats: HP: 20/20/PP:20/ATK:16/DEF:10/SPD;14/SP-ATK:10/SP-DEF:12 MOVES: - Steel Wing - Leer - Focus Energy EXP: 30/125 Bio: Takeshi and Gin were traveling through the Foggy Forest when they were challenged by a Scyther! The pokemon loved the thrill of the battle and had a high energy level along with a certain bloodlust. Curious, Gin watched as Takeshi deemed the pokemon worthy and so the shinobi caught her.
Jin-Hua noticed how everything was starting. Nodding slightly, she would turn to her own pokemon. When Longwei met her gaze, she would know it was time. "Longwei, Rage. Qiang, Steel Wing. Li, Tackle and Sai, Metal Claw."
The Shieldon had been a little confused upon appearing. So many people. So many pokemon. So many admirers~ The pokemon then turned to look as he heard a loud cry. Hearts would shine in his eyes as he saw the Mew. Even a Legendary wanted to admire his beauty?! Why this was quite the honor! The pokemon would charge forward, accidentally attempting to Tackle the psychic!
The Pidove would puff up slightly upon seeing the Mew. What had he gotten himself into? Letting forth a coo, his left wing would start to glow silver as he aimed to hit the pokemon with Steel Wing!
Longwei would stand for a second, staring at the Mew. The Houndour could feel the rage coming and it helped summon forth his own. Now there were so many to protect...he had no choice. Feeling the anger pulse through his fangs, he darted forward to try and hit the legendary with Rage!
The Gligar on the other hand had a blank stare on his face when summoned. None of this was really his business. He would simply humor the girl as his claw glowed silver and he flew towards the Mew to get a closer hit.
