Night Falls, What Appears? (mod)

[stars and moons]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=align,center] ♠You can't read my poker face♠

Stretching her arms to the night sky, Spade gave a tired yawn. The climb up to the town had taken her from the morning of getting Umbra, her Houndour, to the beginning of evening. Of course, that included some stops, but Spade pushed herself quite a bit in order to get to Penumbra. She remembered the events that happened that day: meeting the Professor...and that annoying boy. She gave an indignant huff to herself as she remembered him, and hopefully as she continued on her journey, Spade's memory of that kid would disappear. Bringing out the Pokeball that held Umbra, she could see the miniature version of the Pok?mon inside. It seemed to be content with just staying in his Pokeball, but Spade could see Umbra observing the world around him even in his Pokeball. Upon meeting Spade's eyes, the Houndour stared for a moment, then turned his head. What a quiet Pok?mon; Spade liked that. Spade turned her attention to the rickety old house in front of her. She stood right in a clearing outside the house. It was late, and she was feeling tired, and earlier on Spade had almost convinced herself to sleep right at that clearing for the night until daytime to go explore that house. However, Spade couldn't help but think that during the night would be the best time to go Pok?mon catching here. She might even get in some training from Umbra. Fingering the ball in her hand for a minute, she pressed the button and a flash of light illuminated the small clearing for a second, then appeared Umbra. He gave a shake of his coat, then watched his trainer intently. Idly he wondered if there would be any time to sleep later on. His trainer looked as though she was ready to get started catching Pok?mon, or for battling. Spade motioned for Umbra to follow her, and he lumbered after his trainer. He thought about the Professor, giving him up to this new trainer, and he wondered if they would become close. Many thoughts went through his mind as his trainer led the way to the supposedly haunted house. It didn't look scary, it was just old and creaked in odd places. Stepping through the door, Spade entered a dark and dusty room, possibly an old living room, that was barely lit. Oh well, she would have to make do. During the night, maybe more Pok?mon would come out, or at least, Pok?mon that Spade liked. Searching through the gloom, Spade waited to see if she could pick out anything, Umbra waiting patiently by her side. "] Lvl 5 ((ooc: she's tired, and sleepy, the first thing I think of is "sneak attack" xD))

[Gelato.]

[atrb=border,0px solid,true][atrb=cellpadding,5px,true][atrb=width,250,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; border: 1px solid #FFD456;][bg=FFDC7C] something has happened ! "] A wild Scraggy appears! Level 6. Male. A wild Pok?mon has appeared. You may choose to battle, flee from, or interact with it.

The intrusion of a human hardly bothered the goings-on of the Willoughby House, particularly a young Scraggy. He was quite preoccupied with a half-rotted table; lifting and lowering it as slowly has he could. He would have to get much stronger if he wanted to be able to hold his own against the bigger, older Scraggy that hung around, and so he came to the out house every night to try and bulk himself up. Already he had noticed changes in his strength and endurance and it would surely be only a matter of time before he could pick fights with the best of them.

He set the table down, finally, content with the number of times he had lifted it over his head, and took a moment to pat himself on the back. He felt so much stronger than he had before he'd begun and he was almost aching to test out how much more he could accomplish. He turned to leave the house, maybe hassle one of the Scraggy that found such pleasure in bullying him, but he instead gazed across the room at a human, of all things. His eyes narrowed on instinct and he almost took a step back before he thought about it. This was a human walking into his territory. That meant that he set the rules for their interaction, so he stood his ground and looked, hopefully threateningly, at the intruding human.

[stars and moons]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=align,center] ♠You can't read my poker face♠

Spade thought nothing was there in the gloom of the old house, and almost decided to leave for the night and come back tomorrow. It seemed like there was only darkness and the moon streaming through the empty windows present in the house, along with those seemingly invisible pieces of furniture. What if Spade crashed into one? That would either scare off all the Pok?mon present in the house, or cause them all to swarm on her like angry bees; that would not be pleasant. Walking farther into the house, Spade could make out a large silhouette moving in the dark, but was it a Pok?mon? Images of ghosts and things that go bump in the night crept into the girl’s mind, but she shook the thoughts off as silly children’s nightmares, created by an overactive imagination. As she got closer to the silhouette, the large outline stopped. There seemed to be a dull thud as if something had been put onto the floor, and Spade tensed. Umbra, however, seemed to be less concerned. He could already scent what the thing was, and his nose had picked out the silhouette was a Pok?mon of some sort. His trainer had stopped, and he waited beside her, wondering if the Pok?mon hiding in the shadows would show its face. That was what it did; obviously confident enough to think it could take on the Houndour. With a slight huff of amusement, Umbra stepped up to meet the Scraggy. <So you think you can take me on?> However, Spade, upon seeing the Scraggy, had no clue what it was; there were no such Pok?mon like that in Sinnoh. Quickly pulling out the Pokedex the Professor had gifted to her, she pointed it at the yellow lizard. There were some quick scanning noises and the apparatus registered what Pok?mon Spade was looking up, and the result popped up. Spade quickly read it over. So that yellow lizard was a dark and fighting type huh? That’d be a useful advantage to her team. Snapping the Pokedex shut, she put it into her jacket pocket and gave a command to Umbra, ”We’ll be catching this one Umbra, so use Ember, quick!” With a nod to show that he had understood, the Houndour rushed up to the Scraggy, aiming to get close enough and hit the lizard with sparks of flames emitted from his maw. The nighttime and darkness of the house would be of use to the Houndour, since his dark coat would hopefully camouflage him, hiding him from the Scraggy until he was close enough to strike. "] Lvl 5

[Gelato.]

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When the human sent her hound upon him, the Scraggy knew better than to simply sit by and let it happen. How often had he spent nights in this house, honing his senses? And this human thought she could get the jump on him? Not a chance. He frowned and took up a fighting stance, preparing for the canine which came at him, spitting flames and heat. It was mildly surprising, but he did not allow that minor shock to keep him from defending himself. As the offending creature came close, his heat warming the Scraggy's skin, he swept one legs across the ancient floor, kicking up dust and sand right into the face of his opponent.

Through his veil of granules, a few hot Embers managed to creep and they singed his forearm, causing him to yank it back in momentary pain. It was hot and unpleasant and he would be very careful not to let it happen again. The human had spoke of 'catching' him. If that meant what he thought it did, she would have to do so after a long fight.

Turn one: Umbra used Ember for minor damage. ( +1 Umbra. )
Wild Scraggy used Sand Attack. ( For 5 turns, Umbra may not score major damage. )

The score is now 1-0 to Umbra.

[stars and moons]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=align,center] ♠You can't read my poker face♠

Spade gave a grin, so this Scraggy really was tough, good. She liked Pok?mon that she could depend on in tight situations or can defend her. It also looked pretty determined not to be beaten, so this would not be an easy battle, what fun. Spade’s grin, however, slightly wavered as she watched the battle. Umbra’s Ember had managed to reach through the wall of grits and dust that was thrown into his face, singeing Scraggy, as seen from the jerk backwards. Umbra however, gave a short bark of annoyance at the Scraggy when he got a cloud of dust into his face. Ducking his face to the blow of dust, he still got enough that his vision was clouded. Blinking, he shook his head to try and clear away the motes that got into his eyes, but that just started to make them become more irritated. Giving irritated huffs and growls, the Houdour seemed to be in a craze of annoyance and irritation. As Spade watched the scene unfold, she gave a shout of encouragement to Umbra, ”C’mon, don’t let that throw you off yet! Use Howl to power up, then get ready to counterattack.” Hearing the command, Umbra focused on the yellow lizard in front of him. Giving an angry howl into the air that boosted his energy, the Houdour glared at the Scraggy, despite the fact that his vision was slightly murky from the Sand Attack. Tensing himself, he readied to retaliate to the next move that Scraggy made. "] Lvl 5 (M)

[Gelato.]

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After pulling away his arm, the Scraggy put his full concentration back into the match. He had no intention of taking his eyes from his foe and he braced himself for the hound's next move. It seemed that kicking up the dust had worked to his advantage. He permitted himself a smirk. So, now the human was being a little more cautious? Then it was time to attack. After his wave of dust, he leaped at the hound. The creature seemed to be focused on him, but that was quite alright. Let him have a good look at his foot. In mid-leap, he turned his small, lizard body and barreled his Low Kick into the maw of the hound he faced.

Turn two: Umbra used Howl. ( For 3 turns, Umbra may not score no damage. )
Wild Scraggy used Low Kick for major damage. Super effective. ( +3 Wild Scraggy. )

( For 4 turns, Umbra may not score major damage. )

The score is now 1-3 to Wild Scraggy.

[stars and moons]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=align,center] ♠You can't read my poker face♠

Spade had to flinch when Umbra took a full on kick in the snout by that Scraggy; it seemed that her Houndour wasn’t ready for such a fast kick like that. Umbra eyes widened as the attack hit its mark, and he was thrown into a wall by the force of the move, and gave a pathetic yelp in pain. He slumped against the wall, seemingly out of energy. That fighting type move had done a lot of damage for the Houndour. Spade called over to the Houndour, worry plain on her face. “Are you alright Umbra?” Getting shakily to his paws, the hound gave a shake of his body to show that he wasn’t done yet and gave a determined nod to Spade. He wasn’t about to give up so easily. Spade nodded in return, and then gave her next command. “Okay, Umbra, use Ember!” Sending an angry glare the Scraggy’s way, the Houdour sent a flurry of hot sparks the Scraggy’s way. The pain he had felt sparked his anger, and he wanted revenge on the Scraggy that had caused him that much pain. "] Lvl 5 (M)

[Gelato.]

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The wild creature landed from his kick and felt proud of himself. His arm was stinging, but surely not as much as that hound's mouth after such a well-placed kicked. He allowed himself a momentary smile as his enemy hit the adjacent wall and wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead with his unmarred hand. His training was doing him well and he felt sure that victory was in his grasp, but it was too early to be congratulating himself. His opponent was back on his feet and the Scraggy stood at the ready. So, it was to be another Ember? Fine, if that was the way the hound wanted to play.

The Scraggy held the singed part of his arm in front of his eyes and ran right into the burning heat. What was the saying, 'fight fire with fire'? He certainly didn't have any fire, but he had a strong pair of legs and some good aim. As he came close to the black beast, his arm complaining fiercely, he threw out his free hand onto the floor. He spun around on it, like a top, and brought another Low Kick to meet with the hound's jaw.

Turn two: Umbra used Ember for minor damage. ( +1 Umbra. )
Wild Scraggy used Low Kick for major damage. ( +3 Wild Scraggy. )

For 2 turns, Umbra may not score no damage.
For 3 turns, Umbra may not score major damage.

The score is now 2-6 to Wild Scraggy.

[stars and moons]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=align,center] ♠You can't read my poker face♠

The battle was not going well, that was apparent, and Spade was undecided as to whether retreat till the next day, or continue the seemingly doomed fight. Umbra took another Low Kick from the Scraggy, growling in pain and anger he was tossed to the side again. He barely had energy to get up again as Spade watched with worry. Umbra seemed totally drained, and beat up from the multiple kicks he had received from the Scraggy. It was strong, and just maybe Spade wasn’t ready for this battle. Her mind was confused, what to do? Should she recall Umbra and try again another time? Or continue. One or the other. As Umbra struggled to his feet, he wearily kept an eye out for the Scraggy’s next move, while awaiting his trainer’s next move. Really, he just wanted it to end; taking another kick would probably wipe him out. Spade could see the tired determination of the Houndour, and she decided to oblige to his silent plea. Her hound was too proud to admit openly say to her that he wanted to give up, but she could tell he wanted to end it. Backing up to the door, Spade turned the knob, quickly stepping outside, while recalling Umbra, ”Nice job, you did the best you could, but I don’t think we’ll win this.” Running outside and towards the city, she decided she’d come back the next day to find Pok?mon then. ((ooc: If it's okay, I'd like to continue this thread, but my next post will be Spade coming back. ^^)) "] Lvl 5 (M)

[Gelato.]

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The wild Scraggy waited for the next attack but, when none came, he straightened. It seemed his enemies were scared off by his display of strength and force. He permitted himself a prideful smirk. Perhaps he was ready to defend himself after all. As the human and her hound fled the house, he sat down on the rickety floor and congratulated himself on a battle well-fought.

Wild Scraggy rises to level seven.

[ooc:// of course, that's no trouble at all. also, sorry for the delay, erhfjk. > 3<;; ]

[Cai]

[[can I just cut in here and ask why you've risen both Pok?mon levels? It should be just in PvP where the losing one also gains a level. Aborted fights and losses against mod-controlled Pok?mon don't gain you anything :] ]]

[Gelato.]

[ooc:// there need to be a section in the rules, 'things gel missed'. @~@;;
fix'd.]

[stars and moons]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=align,center] ♠You can't read my poker face♠

Stretching her arms to the sky, Spade stood in front of the same creepy house she had visited last night. During the day, the place didn’t look as creepy as it had during the night. Really, it just looked old and run down, not like it held anything sinister. The last night had not gone well, and Spade had escaped from fighting the Scraggy, seeing that her Houndour was not doing well in the fight. Hopefully, she wouldn’t get caught in a tight situation like that today. Spade usually didn’t believe in luck, but she prayed to whatever god was out there that she would have a better chance at catching a Pok?mon today. Reaching into the belt she had by her side, Spade pulled out a red and white ball that held her Houndour, back to full strength thanks to Nurse Joy at the Pokecenter she visited. Tossing the ball up, Umbra appeared in a flash of light. Standing silently in front of Spade, he huffed to see the same place he had been in last night. It seemed that he’ll be having a second go at the place, and he did not intend to lose again. Opening the door to the house, she stepped in. Sunlight filtered through the dusty windows, giving only some illumination of the house. Spade could see more than what she had seen last night, as her maroon eyes scanned the room. There was old furniture sitting there collecting dust and cobwebs. Ick, if the place had a good cleaning and refurbishing, it seemed to be quite a home. There was a staircase going upwards, but…Spade didn’t want to risk the chance of falling down because the stairs collapsed, or even worse, getting stuck on the second floor if the stairs broke after she got off them. Exploring, she wondered if anything was in the kitchen connected to the living room, maybe she’d head over there. Umbra followed suit, his eyes occasionally drifting to watch the place where that Scraggy had been. "] Lvl 5 (M)

[Gelato.]

[atrb=border,0px solid,true][atrb=cellpadding,5px,true][atrb=width,250,true][atrb=style, border-radius: 1em; -moz-border-radius: 1em; border: 1px solid #FFD456;][bg=FFDC7C] something has happened ! "] A wild Koffing appears! Level 4. Male. A wild Pokémon has appeared. You may choose to battle, flee from, or interact with it. Warning: This Pok?mon has been startled and may flee.

The kitchen was a little less rundown than other parts of the house, but it was still a dump. An ancient wooden table stood at one end, three of the four legs charred, the fourth sratched to a wobbly stump. The chairs were long gone. Some once-pink curtains hung in rotted tatters around a window whose glass had long since been shattered. That was where it hovered, a slightly small Koffing, going about his business of playing with what was left of the curtains. He would blow smoke up them, pushing them away from the window frame, and then wait for them to drop back down before blasting them with smoke again. It was a fun game, he thought, and he played it often.

Suddenly, there was movement, and he turned to the doorway where a human stood, a black dog in tow. The Koffing backed up a little, towards the outside, cautiously awaiting what would happen next.