Erebus
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OOC Name:: Envy
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Post by Erebus on May 9, 2014 21:11:11 GMT -5
"Well, Scizor I... " Erebus would cut his sentence short. His ears perking as his head snapped at the distance. 5 orb like Pokemon flew towards Nyx and himself. Could they be... Voltorbs?! The canine's eyes went wide as he'd pull back, the orbs glowing bright white. In the few seconds he had he would grip at the morph's leg with both forepaws, clinging tightly as a bright, white light engulfed him. Protect, a move meant to nullify any attack no matter it's power. However the guard disappeared after one strike had been negated. It wouldn't help him survive this, but it would buy him enough time.
"Nyx! Teleport!" He'd bark at the top of his lungs as the first explosion went off, muffling his voice as his ears went flat against as his head to shield him from the sound blast. His eyes would close shut, the Pokemon hoping that his retarded partner would for once, well, not be retarded and actually save him. That trainer sure was a piece of shit. How would he get out of it anyway? Today sure was a fun day. Like any day where the aids circus decides to visit town.
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Nyx
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Post by Nyx on May 10, 2014 10:32:45 GMT -5
Pravus? Company business? Oh shit, the child had heard of this group before, and all she knew was that they didn't really appreciate any Pokemorphs not made by them. Did this Scizor know? Wait, no, this was ridiculous. A bluff. A Pokemon couldn't work for that organization, they wouldn't, not willingly, anyway. Either way, Nyx failed to respond properly to this, her attention focused on the trainer she was ordered to attack.
"You sure do curse a lot, that's sorta rude." The cheery girl simply remarked in response to Jim's sailor-speech. With a quick pull of the weapon's chain, her saw revved up, coming to a slow but steady start. She simply held it to her side, not even getting into a battle stance. "Oh, Voltorbs. You don't seem to be treating them right, they really hate you!" The child said, shaking her finger at Atticus. This was a lame trick. Did he really think it would get past somebody spliced with the feelings Pokemon that could sense feelings? It was starting to become a blur who the true mentally incapacitated here was. Anyway, this was still particularly bad, five of those things using explosion at the same time, which they likely would, was basically a small time nuke. There was no surviving a direct hit.
"Sure thing!" Nyx yelled in response to Erebus, who was as usual being ultra serious about everything. This wasn't that big of a deal, really! He needed to calm down sometimes. Once again, the girl vanished in a flash of light, quickly grabbing onto the Jolteon (causing minor cuts due to his razor sharp fur), waving good-bye at the Scizor, then vanishing again without a trace. A few moments later, the duo would re-appear as the smoke, dust, and debris from the explosions sub-sided.
"Ooooooh, quite the destruction you caused here." The Kirlia morph took a bite out of an ice cream cone, something acquired just a few seconds ago during the teleport excursion. That vendor in the Citadel never saw what was coming. "You know, you could probably break more if you evolved them!" She giggled, looking back at Erebus. "I like this flavor, I think I'll get it again."
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2014 15:26:15 GMT -5
Atticus widened his eyes when the red bug thing seemed to clone itself. Fucking pokemon, with their weird ass attacks. He started nodding when the red bug thing was talking, and lifted his hands up in peace, not really wanting to fight. "I agree with the red bug thingy. This can all be sorted out without me being sliced up. Which would be extremely unnecesary, from my point of view. So how about we all relax a-"
He would never manage to finish, as the first Voltorb hit the substitute. It flashed a bright white, before a massive surge of energy bursted out of the small ball, obliterating the substitute, which seemed to absorb any of the damage that would actually hit the red bug thing. The little yellow dog started glowing as well, and so did the girl, and the explosion didn't hurt them either. The only person who would actually be affected by the blast was Atticus, who would get knocked quite far back, slamming into a tree, his bidoof slamming against him with its eyes closed. Fainted, probably. "Fuck."
The worst was yet to come though. Atticus would later thank the gods that he had been knocked back by the initial explosion. A chain reaction. The initial explosion had set off the other four, and they started glowing and humming moving close together and feeding off of each others energy. With a single synchornised cry of VOLTORB they all used explosion at the same time, their four explosions fusing into one. There was a bright glow, followed by a deep crack, as a wave of heat erupted from the four voltorbs, a wave of force laying waste to the farm, laying waste to the area, the heat of the explosion scorching the earth itself.
He stayed on the ground, panting shallowly, and pulled a new smoke out of his jumper. He lit the ciggarette with his finger, and closed his eyes. He knew he was fucked now. He had seen the crazy chick teleport away with the lil dog thing. He knew he hadn't hit her, and she still had two swings left. He blew some smoke rings, and started looping his finger through them when the girl re-appeared. "The fuck do you mean, if I evolved them? What the fuck is evolving. And I don't think I need to cause more destruction to be perfectly honest."
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Post by Deleted on May 11, 2014 23:46:35 GMT -5
The Substitute faded. Well that was fast. Clearly he was dealing with Voltorbs a little more powerful than he expected. So powerful in fact that despite being unevolved, they served their purpose and did some considerable damage on the surrounding property. As the Surgeon himself was in close quarters, he experienced the multitudinous explosions and was flung a few meters away. Collecting himself, he used his Roost technique to heal his wounds. Well then. The boy wouldn't strike again after that. How many Pokemon was he down again?
On the other hand, the boy didn't concern him. This friendship Jolteon (or 'Erebus' as he seemed to be called) did. 'Don't call me by that name' he thought, shooting his furry comrade a vicious glare. He didn't bother making a comment, as there was no way he could have known, but his feelings were made obvious by his expression. He didn't like being called a Scizor. It didn't matter if he was one; that wasn't the point. He was more than his species - more than an object that belonged in someone's collection.
Of course, it got worse. 'Red bug thingy.'
"I am known as the Surgeon. I work for Pravus, yes. I'm a scientist" he said at last, somehow containing his rage. How impudent! How dare they! He had serious thoughts about calling forth his sword again. And he would: he'd unsheath that thing, along with its brother, drag them into the lab, and teach them all proper etiquette. Regardless of his foolish dreams, he did have one problem: there was a Pokemorph here who was out of place. Nyx, hm? He hadn't heard of her. He was beginning to wonder if she was an illegal. What worried him more was that someone else was creating Pokemorphs. At least, assuming he was right, his employer had a bigger problem than stupid rights activists.
Stopping his train of thought for a moment, he answered Jim's question, "A Pokemon evolves when it has matured and reached a certain level. I presume your companies have surpassed level 30? Upon gaining another level, you can induce them." He wasn't totally sure why he offered this guy advice on Pokemon training. He was a Pokemon; it shouldn't have been coming from him. He was also a researcher, though, and evolution fascinated him more than anything else. He wondered if this Jim character would let him run a few tests...
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Erebus
POKEMON
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)Hakainushi( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
The future.
Posts: 19
OOC Name:: Envy
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Post by Erebus on May 14, 2014 22:58:42 GMT -5
The canine blinked. It all happened so fast. One moment he was bracing himself for an explosion and the next he watched as Nyx forcibly yanked an ice cream cone off the hands of a vendor as he was about to hand it to a small child who was probably traumatized at this point. To make matters worse he didn't get one, something that really zingled his tingles. The electric type growled softly, glaring at his side which was now stained with blood as the morph cut her self the moment she picked him up. He sure as hell wasn't taking a bath any time soon so that was gonna be there for a while. Still, the lime field had seemingly disappeared, a crater now sitting in it's place. This looked like some sort of terrorist attack aftermath. The Jolteon pondered; did they have to run away? He heard about what they do to terrorists in prison. It was mildly unnerving.
"Oi, Nyx!" He'd growl, sitting up on his hind legs to boost his height before he'd lunge at the ice cream the morph was holding, yanking it off her hands. "You didn't fucking get one for me, moron. Also this one's mine now. I licked it, don't try and take it back, don't make it weird." With that he would turn to the Scizor, casually suckling on the cone, disinterested from the explosion somewhat. "Sure, whatever you say Scizor. What is this anyway? Some sort of terrorist anonymous? I heard the explosion from the city for fuck's sake. People are gonna be in our faces very soon." He'd complain, or as Nyx used to put it "bitch". Erebus couldn't care less about it. The best course of action at the moment was to probably flee the scene or hide somewhere safe. The Voltorb carrying retard was alright. He had the few qualities the Jolteon apreciated on humans. He was a downright moron, possesed way too much destructive force under his belt and was comepeltly clueless. Blowing up the field also earned him brownie points. "I vote we hide in the shed." He'd call out for everyone to hear, pointing at the somehow intact shed at the edge of the crater, presumably owned by whoever planted this hellish field.
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Nyx
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Post by Nyx on May 18, 2014 16:43:13 GMT -5
"No, no, this one was mine! You were too slow!" The girl would argue before eventually just letting the Jolteon have the ice cream cone, but of course not without taking a couple more licks. Satisfyingly enough, the lemons were all done, their devilish scent no longer tainted Nyx's nose. It was for this very simple reason she decided that she might like this human, maybe she wouldn't eat him raw, but rather kill him and cook him first. Much more dignity in that, she thought to herself. Licking the blood from her earlier wound, she once more revved up the chainsaw and pointed it to her foe. Oh shit would be sweet, sweet like candy, sweet like candy coated human flesh. The child licked her lips.
She could remember it just as if it were yesterday. The first time she tasted fresh blood, the first time she got to tear somebody apart. Her life meant nothing before that. She hadn't truly lived until she experienced ending a life. It was intoxicating. The first victim's eyes, a Machoke morph, a poor fellow. His red eyes were filled with fear, perhaps the first time such a macho individual felt such an emotion. He knew he had lost, he knew his own downfall was upon him. He was cocky, confident in his power. He thought his form was perfect, but his final punch was thrown just a little too wide, and the Kirlia morph was just a little too agile.
The girl in pink grabbed onto her saw with both arms, her eyes dead set on the human. She could barely hear her "partner" complain and bitch about the situation. She only wanted one thing, and that thing was murder. It was all she knew, she killed, therefore she was. A smile overtook her face.
And so the morph was ripped apart, not by a chainsaw no, but by psychic power alone. It was the first time she truly untapped her full potential as a successful Pokemorph. Oh yes, and it was glorious. The feeling, the knowledge that she was no mistake. The rushing euphoria of power. One by one the abomination's limbs came loose from his body, before being torn off like simply pieces of construction paper. It practically rained blood.
By now, Nyx was manically laughing at her own flashback. "Mwehehe...mwheheHEHEHAHAHE....HEHEHAHAHAHEHEHEHAHAHEHEHEHEHEAHAHAHEHEHE! She grabbed onto her cheek with her free hand in an attempt to stop the laughter, which seemed to work mildly. While she was still giggling madly, her hand slid down her face, stopping at her chin in a condescending manner. "Mwehehe...the shed? A shed? THERE'S A SHED?" The blonde began looking back and forth madly. It took her a full minute to locate the shack and another few seconds to realize what it was.
"Oh...I guess there is a shed! Are they gonna come take us away? Oh no! I don't wanna go to jail, I'm too young!" She would grab onto Erebus again, once more cutting herself on him like a complete dimwit. "Do you know what they will do to me in there?! I'm too pretty!" The over-dramatic scene now over, she powered off her chainsaw and re-holstered it on her back. She would then follow the group to the shack, but not before getting real close to Jim as the regrouped, whispering in his ear as they walked, "I still got two slices left.~"
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Post by Deleted on May 21, 2014 1:16:58 GMT -5
Jim gave the Surgeon a blank look. He had no clue what he was talking about. Level 30? How the fuck are you supposed to know what fucking level your pokemon are. And what the fuck even is a level? And even more importantly, how did the red b- the Surgeon heal itself. "Good for you. Congratufuckinglations on working for Pravus. Also. Sugeon isn't a name. It's a job." He shook his head, and made sure to avoid him in the future. He didn't like the look the pokemon was giving him. Hell, he didn't like the look ANY of them were giving him.
He turned to the yellow dog thing, and raised his hands. "Woah woah woah. I'm not a fucking terrorist. This was an accident." He pointed accusingly at Nyx "I was just trying to stop this crazy fucking bitch from attacking me. Jesus, I should have just stayed at home. Fuck this, fuck my dad, and fuck all of you." He pulled the fingers at all three of them, and was about to walk away when he say the five unconcious pokeballs on the ground. He picked them up, and clipped them back onto his belt. He was about to leave, when he realized the truth in the dogs words. "...Fuck. Fine. I'll hide with you for now."
He started walking to the shed, completely ignoring Nyx, knowing there was nothing he could do to stop her anyway. Until she started laughing and hitting herself. He turned to the red bug thingy. "Hey, Doc, you seem to be the most reasonable. What the fuck is wrong with the crazy girl. Or is she literally insane." He followed the rest of the group into the shed, and froze when she appeared beside him and whispered in his ear, a chill running up his spine.
"What the fuck."
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Post by Deleted on May 24, 2014 23:25:33 GMT -5
"Then I would prefer that you address me by my title. I have no name" he replied coldly, refusing to begin with anything else. He shot everyone a glare at this point, insisting upon it. The Jolteon had blatantly disrespected him, but he had little use for quadrupeds. It was expected of them. They were rudimentary lifeforms at best. Hardly worth his consideration, or his rage. The fact that said Jolteon associated with what was clearly a mentally disturbed experiment-gone-wrong was a testament to his own civility. He didn't pull any of that stupid shit. And he wouldn't be caught dead doing so.
Moving on.
The Surgeon faced Jim again, tilting his head. "My expertise does not lie in psychology, however I would say that she is clinically insane. I suppose if I lobotomize her, I could get a better look" he said calmly enough. He was half tempted to reach into his coat, knowing he had a few 'tools' in there, but refrained. It wasn't worth the explanation. They knew he worked for Pravus. They knew he was a scientist. He hadn't told them what exactly he did, however, nor did he plan to elaborate. Cutting up little kids wasn't something you put on your resume for everyone to see.
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Erebus
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( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)Hakainushi( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
The future.
Posts: 19
OOC Name:: Envy
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Post by Erebus on May 27, 2014 18:17:11 GMT -5
The Jolteon would swiftly swallow the ice cream cone, flinching at the cold sensation that pierced through his head moments after causing him to groan in agony. This was truly the worst. In spite of that, everyone seemed to be following his suggesting which was at least somewhat refreshing given that today was proving to be exceptionally shitty. Alright, not many options here, but they were acceptable for now. The Scizor seemed to be a butt hurt. The canine would pause and look down. Butthurt, surely there was a better way to say that without sounding 12. Bum rustled. Anyway, short pause aside, there was the clearly clueless terrorist which could be shaped into a less shitty subspecies and then of course good old Nyx. Maybe these guys could finally be what he envisioned as a small time mafia or something. Erebus was unsure. He heard Nyx talk about the mafia which she read in a book, then went through a crappy phase involving fedoras and possibly seen it happen in his years without realizing. It seemed like a good enough concept. Better than leaving off trailer trash assaults anyway.
"Alright, everyone in." He'd bark, assuming the role of the defacto leader of the group. "As for you, I'll go retrieve your emergency food supply." He'd explain to the human. That guy was any plane jacker's wet dream. The Jolteon left the shed hastily, trying to be as quick as possible because on top of the field now being a warzone he could hear sirens in the distance and he they weren't the luring sailors to their death type. After a brief search he located the unconscious and possibly dead Bidoff and not so gently bit into it's tail, canines sinking in the rough flesh before he'd dash for the shed. "Made it!" He'd exclaim, dropping the creature to the floor as he did. "Now. Everyone give me your names, occupation, affiliation and favourite extinct mammal."
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Post by Nyx on May 29, 2014 10:31:56 GMT -5
Nyx joyfully twirled and spun around as she walked behind the group as they made haste towards the shed, being careful to not get caught in any of the sickening fires or explosions going on. She didn't seem to be paying attention, humming a jolly tune and no longer commenting on anything that anybody said. As Erebus knew, this actually usually meant she was listening.
Following the group's lead, she waltzed into the shed, being the last one to enter. It sure was run down and disgusting, nothing she would ever want to spend a night in, but you had to do what you had to do. The morph first thought of redecorating, maybe a couple scented candles, oh, maybe a fancy sofa in the corner over there! Yes, that particular spot was pretty bare, sans for the cobwebs. Did this asshole ever clean his shed? Probably not. Some flowery wallpaper would also help this situation out quite a bit.
"Ewwwww, ugly ugly, you don't have to be a cute Fairy like myself to know that..." The child whispered to herself, inspecting the wall with her umbrella (which somehow seemed to replace the chainsaw, a curious affair of where she was storing all of this stuff with no visible pockets, though one could guess it has something to do with sneaky teleportation) and poking at an old painting of some disgusting hag. Probably the farmer's wife.
At last, she turned to the party to add in her input, having fully heard everything Erebus had said, "You can call me Nyx, I have another name, but I forgot it. Uh my occupation is..." She looked at the Jolteon with her bright blue eyes, as if she was expecting him to fill her in through a mind-link. She then suddenly realized she couldn't use telepathy and continued on with her sentence, "...clinically handicapped!" She smiled ear to ear, ignoring the affiliation question and the extinct mammal one, Erebus already knew it was Kabutops, even though that wasn't a mammal. She argued otherwise.
She would then sniff the air in comical fashion, as if she were some sort of animated character or cartoon, "Oh no, I smell bacon fat! It looks like they'll find us anyway.~" For whatever reason, confidence or stupidity, Nyx didn't actually seem concerned that the authorities were approaching.
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