Team Rocket: How the Muk are They Still Alive?

[Arcran]

As you watch the horde of Skorupi continues to fall back, gathering around the Drapion. It just stands there, watching, as you roll into the distance. You continue to watch and see the other Skorupi beginning to pile up the corpses, gathering them from all around.

All around the carts people begin to nurse their wounds. Merchants try to wrap bleeding wounds, one shoots an Antidote into Willy. The one cart left behind slowly fades into the distance.

There is a collective air of relief as they fade into the distance. People begin patching up friends and allies, looking to the road ahead.

So, 16,000 Experience for this fight. Since this would be a lot for one Pokemon, here's how it will work. As a Trainer you may spend 10k of it to gain a Trainer Level. The remaining EXP would be distributed among any Pokemon that fought. So if Arte were to choose the level she'd subtract 10k from the total then apply the 1.2 to the EXP drop. Make sense?

[MesiDoomstalker]

Ethan sighs. Not from relief, but more from exhaustion. And some frustration. Now that the danger had passed (or at least it seemed), he could focus on the other issues that had come to his mind. Mainly, how these Skorupi came to be part machine. Had someone stolen his idea or just came up with it simultaneously. Someone had to have stolen his idea, there was no other way. Gather the Skorupi corpses on the cart. Let Sparky and Fairy zap them till their dead. I want to study them. He wanted to study the Drapion too, above any number of Skorupi. But it wasn't in the cards. It wasn't a smart move. Choke another thing to do in this Arceus Judged route later.

Ethan takes a thourough look at the Skorupi still on the lead cart, trying to find what he could without any tools on a fresh corpse.

[roll0]
Also, taking the Trainer Level option, so that gives Ollie and Mjolnir 3,000 and Ethan Dual Wield!

[Eshkigal]

Meanwhile, Sparky has managed to make her way back onto Gerald's head, which she bound up and now gently pats his head and coos as the fresh water courses through him. He cracks open an eye, and wipes some blood from one of them before looking around. He pets Sparky with his non bloody hand, which causes more of the light cooing noise.
"You guys brought me with you again? Huh..."
He honestly seems astounded at the very concept of not leaving an unconscious person to die in a ditch.

[IrnBruAddict]

Romeo asks for a stop when they get to safety, so he can treat the injured on the other carts.

2 Treat Minor Wounds, 4 Fresh Waters, and 2 Pain Killers for poison.

[Esprit15]

Artemis scrambles onto the cart as it slowly rolls away, breathing heavily and looking about ready to faint. *gasp* "Anyone... got... water?" *gasp* "Wait..." She pulls out a Fresh Water and downs it in seconds and crinkles the container trying to get the last out of it, still gasping. "Heh, think Gerald will be mad about me making a mess of his armor?" She looks at the armor with several dents and holes punched in it by claws and the large needle protruding from it, probably just below something important. She then almost passes out. Body needed to repair; strengthen torn flesh and sore muscles, fix a cracked bone or two probably, and recharge energy. Not yet. Sleep soon.

Diluvium floats back to the carts, remaining as stoic as always. "Cast." A bit more sun peaks out from the clouds, and Diluvium transforms into a small sun and seems to almost smile for the sake of it, for once. Aquilla ruffles his feathers and flies back out to keep an eye out for any more danger, chirping happily at the sudden change in weather. Sun! Feels great! Amazing! Could just fly off into it! Have to keep up with the Castform. She likes him too much... Aquilla thinks other bird thoughts as he watches from the back cart. Diluvium just sits like a lamp, warming the cart. "Good, Diluvium... Keep doing that. Feels good." Hey... how's everyone holding up? Jess, how's Taylor?

Arte downs another Fresh Water

Diluvium lights things up with Sunny Day

[MesiDoomstalker]

Ethan places a gentle hand on Gerald's shoulder. I'm sorry Gerald. I... commanded Wagner while you were unconscious. I tried to keep him out of danger. I'm sorry. I didn't want us to lose two Growlithe on this trip. I hope you can forgive me. He walks away before Gerald can respond. It was his fault Audwulf was gone and he risked Wagner. And for what? A few mangled corpses to study? Was it worth it? The risk? For once, Ethan didn't know.

[Eshkigal]

"Didn't want to...Wagner? Wagner?!"
Gerald looks around in a panic for his growlithe. Please, not another one! The gentlemanly growlithe bounds forward, licking his owner's face. The cut from the rupi before crossing his face, the eye obviously having trouble, but otherwise doing well. Gerald hugs Wagner in relief, running his hand through the fur. Wagner definitely is a survivor, then...
"Good Wagner. Good boy."
After a short while, he notices the injuries on Sparky. Small scratches, but still, THAT WOULD NOT STAND. And he is shown the still living steelupi that hurt her.
"...You don't get to die yet."
He separates it from the others, and Sparky electrocutes the rest of the rupi until they burn out.

[Arcran]

Ethan sighs. Not from relief, but more from exhaustion. And some frustration. Now that the danger had passed (or at least it seemed), he could focus on the other issues that had come to his mind. Mainly, how these Skorupi came to be part machine. Had someone stolen his idea or just came up with it simultaneously. Someone had to have stolen his idea, there was no other way. Gather the Skorupi corpses on the cart. Let Sparky and Fairy zap them till their dead. I want to study them. He wanted to study the Drapion too, above any number of Skorupi. But it wasn't in the cards. It wasn't a smart move. Choke another thing to do in this Arceus Judged route later.

Ethan takes a thourough look at the Skorupi still on the lead cart, trying to find what he could without any tools on a fresh corpse.

[roll0]
Also, taking the Trainer Level option, so that gives Ollie and Mjolnir 3,000 and Ethan Dual Wield!

Mark stops halfway through tossing a Skorupi overboard, tossing the others on the front cart towards you.

Sparky's webbing didn't do much to make these things very usable and despite being unconscious, most of your advances are stopped by shifting plates. After way to many residual shocks from the webbing, you manage to find some strange device under some plates (barely held apart with part of a broken Pokeball) although you have no guesses as to its function.


Meanwhile, Sparky has managed to make her way back onto Gerald's head, which she bound up and now gently pats his head and coos as the fresh water courses through him. He cracks open an eye, and wipes some blood from one of them before looking around. He pets Sparky with his non bloody hand, which causes more of the light cooing noise.
"You guys brought me with you again? Huh..."
He honestly seems astounded at the very concept of not leaving an unconscious person to die in a ditch.


Romeo asks for a stop when they get to safety, so he can treat the injured on the other carts.

2 Treat Minor Wounds, 4 Fresh Waters, and 2 Pain Killers for poison.

The cart doesn't stop until much later; until then, you'll have to deal with helping those near you.


Artemis scrambles onto the cart as it slowly rolls away, breathing heavily and looking about ready to faint. *gasp* "Anyone... got... water?" *gasp* "Wait..." She pulls out a Fresh Water and downs it in seconds and crinkles the container trying to get the last out of it, still gasping. "Heh, think Gerald will be mad about me making a mess of his armor?" She looks at the armor with several dents and holes punched in it by claws and the large needle protruding from it, probably just below something important. She then almost passes out. Body needed to repair; strengthen torn flesh and sore muscles, fix a cracked bone or two probably, and recharge energy. Not yet. Sleep soon.

Diluvium floats back to the carts, remaining as stoic as always. "Cast." A bit more sun peaks out from the clouds, and Diluvium transforms into a small sun and seems to almost smile for the sake of it, for once. Aquilla ruffles his feathers and flies back out to keep an eye out for any more danger, chirping happily at the sudden change in weather. Sun! Feels great! Amazing! Could just fly off into it! Have to keep up with the Castform. She likes him too much... Aquilla thinks other bird thoughts as he watches from the back cart. Diluvium just sits like a lamp, warming the cart. "Good, Diluvium... Keep doing that. Feels good." Hey... how's everyone holding up? Jess, how's Taylor?

Arte downs another Fresh Water

Diluvium lights things up with Sunny Day

A few people curse at the harsh sunlight, shouting to make it go away. It only lasts for about thirty seconds, but the brief respite is all you needed.

"She doesn't seem too bad," Jessica says, cradling her head in her lap. "She took a nasty whack on the head when she got shot. If I'd been faster I could've made the shot miss. Or I could have healed her. I was too busy with the stuff in front. Taylor got hurt because I wasn't good enough," Jessica says downtroddenly.

[Esprit15]

Artemis tries to steady herself as she moves from one cart to the other. Still a bit woozy. She climbs unsteadily up onto Jessica's cart and sits next to the Psychic. Don't Muk it up this time, don't Muk it up this time... "It happens. She's okay is what's important. You did fine. You still kept her safe, even when the Skorupi attacked you guys and she went down. That's good enough in my opinion." Would a hug be proper now? She goes to give Jess a reassuring hug, but winces at the needle that was still imbedded in her armor. "Ack..." She grunts and pulls the pin out. I swear, when I find the person that made those things... She tears off a bit of her pant leg (jeans for Irn over there :P) under the armor and covers the wound to stop the bleeding. "Things looked like they were going well on your cart, circumstances accounted for. Don't beat yourself up over it. Learn from the mistakes, see where you could do better in a similar situation in the future."

Aquilla gives a disheartened chirp as the sun quickly fades, and Diluvium scowls at the reforming clouds. One of these days the weather will go on as long as I say so!

[MesiDoomstalker]

Ethan tries to retrieve the vaguely described thing.

[roll0]

[Arcran]

Ethan tries to retrieve the vaguely described thing.

[roll0]

You manage to agilely get a hold of the object and pull it out slightly, stopping as some cords pull tight. Looking in, you see both wires and quite possibly veins and arteries feeding into the orb. It pulsates in your hand, glowing a sickly green. One wire sparks, almost making you pull back but you manage to keep yourself from pulling too hard. The Skorupi's eyes turn on at that moment and a claw shoots towards your arm, only to stop as the wire sparks again.

[IrnBruAddict]

Since Romeo wasn't in a fit state to hop about carts while they were moving, he heals up anyone in his cart who needed it. Then he pulls out his Pokegear and phones his sister. 'Hey, how's things? We should be in Lavanderin a few days tops. The trip? Nah, nothing exciting. Seen a rare pokemon you may want to take a look at, but that's about it. Listen, can you do something for me? Can you find out anything you can about type-shifted breeding? If you created enough type shifted pokemon for a viable gene pool, could you create a sub-species? Why? Let's just say a passing interest.' He scratches Konoha behind the ear while he waits. She was proving a powerful new member to the team, already close in level to Elly.

[Eshkigal]

Gerald takes the time to make a couple ground boosters (rhyhorn corpses), and takes a look at them, slightly stained with his blood. He then thinks at Jess.
We had to jettison most of our skorupi corpses from the first attack. Buy about $4500 of the para amarid from Mark and I can start the next set.

[Arcran]

Artemis tries to steady herself as she moves from one cart to the other. Still a bit woozy. She climbs unsteadily up onto Jessica's cart and sits next to the Psychic. Don't Muk it up this time, don't Muk it up this time... "It happens. She's okay is what's important. You did fine. You still kept her safe, even when the Skorupi attacked you guys and she went down. That's good enough in my opinion." Would a hug be proper now? She goes to give Jess a reassuring hug, but winces at the needle that was still imbedded in her armor. "Ack..." She grunts and pulls the pin out. I swear, when I find the person that made those things... She tears off a bit of her pant leg (jeans for Irn over there :P) under the armor and covers the wound to stop the bleeding. "Things looked like they were going well on your cart, circumstances accounted for. Don't beat yourself up over it. Learn from the mistakes, see where you could do better in a similar situation in the future."

Aquilla gives a disheartened chirp as the sun quickly fades, and Diluvium scowls at the reforming clouds. One of these days the weather will go on as long as I say so!

Jessica nods at you speech, a grateful look in her eyes. "Thanks-" she starts to say, before Taylor stirs.

"What, the muk, happened?"



Since Romeo wasn't in a fit state to hop about carts while they were moving, he heals up anyone in his cart who needed it. Then he pulls out his Pokegear and phones his sister. 'Hey, how's things? We should be in Lavanderin a few days tops. The trip? Nah, nothing exciting. Seen a rare pokemon you may want to take a look at, but that's about it. Listen, can you do something for me? Can you find out anything you can about type-shifted breeding? If you created enough type shifted pokemon for a viable gene pool, could you create a sub-species? Why? Let's just say a passing interest.' He scratches Konoha behind the ear while he waits. She was proving a powerful new member to the team, already close in level to Elly.

You hear the chattering of keys as you talk. "What, no "Hi, how are you, Oh, I'm doing great?", just "Searches now!" she says sarcastically. "Type-shifted breeding," she mutters. "Looks like some specific shifts with certain Pokemon will stick but other than that it looks like you're out of luck. Any specific Pokemon in mind?"


Gerald takes the time to make a couple ground boosters (rhyhorn corpses), and takes a look at them, slightly stained with his blood. He then thinks at Jess.
We had to jettison most of our skorupi corpses from the first attack. Buy about $4500 of the para amarid from Mark and I can start the next set.

You get no answer.

Esh, you don't have telepathy. They aren't omniscient, reading everybody's minds all the time.

[Esprit15]

"Metal Skorupi and Drapions. Jess kept you safe when you were knocked out. Romeo and Sparky helped. We lost two more carts. Seems we eventually proved too much trouble to be worth attacking."

[Eshkigal]

Ah judge it, can't ever be simple like that... Gerald gets up, still a bit shaky from the blood loss for a couple steps, and heads back towards their cart. They're the main line of defense, after all. Sparky has curled up on his shoulder by now, having not had a chance to sleep yet today, and Wagner follows. He has his dex in hand, just in case another attack follows.

Just checking, you never know.

[IrnBruAddict]

'Hehe, sorry. We encountered a horde of Steel-shifted Skorupi, easily over 100 so they must have bred. Caught some, so if we can get them under control we could think about breeding them. Look, to make up for my rudeness, I'll buy you dinner so we can catch up, and I'll get you a super rare egg. I promise.' Romeo would need to ask Ethan to breed Mjolnir again. While they needed the money from selling the egg they had, another Beldum egg could help Alana and her breeding business.

[Arcran]

"Metal Skorupi and Drapions. Jess kept you safe when you were knocked out. Romeo and Sparky helped. We lost two more carts. Seems we eventually proved too much trouble to be worth attacking."

Taylor mouths "Thanks" when she hears what Jessica says, looking at her friend.

"Where the muk did those things come from? There's no way those things were natural."


'Hehe, sorry. We encountered a horde of Steel-shifted Skorupi, easily over 100 so they must have bred. Caught some, so if we can get them under control we could think about breeding them. Look, to make up for my rudeness, I'll buy you dinner so we can catch up, and I'll get you a super rare egg. I promise.' Romeo would need to ask Ethan to breed Mjolnir again. While they needed the money from selling the egg they had, another Beldum egg could help Alana and her breeding business.

"Steel-Skorupi isn't on the list," Alana mutters. "We'll see how it goes for breeding, but I'm not sure if it is. Now if you had an Ice-Type Houndour or something, then we'd be talking. It also says the original has to be a natural shift or something, not something a Trainer did. I'm only seeing one natural Steel Shift on here an that's for Geodude."

[Esprit15]

"Well boss said that they had a shipment of Skorupi that got sent and that something went wrong and they got away. Seems she failed to mention them being steel synced."

[IrnBruAddict]

'There were over a hundred of them. Either they are a natural breed that hasn't been seen before, or someone found a way to type shift en masse. We have male and female, so we can at least give it a try. Though I hope if someone did type shift these themselves, they at least sterilized them.'

'Actually, does the Steel Geodude listing have a contact number? If we could talk to someone who knows about these things, that may be a good idea.'

[MesiDoomstalker]

Interesting. Being sure to keep the orb still, Ethan studies the orb, trying to figure its purpose or function.

[roll0]

[Arcran]

"Well boss said that they had a shipment of Skorupi that got sent and that something went wrong and they got away. Seems she failed to mention them being steel synced."

"They had to have known," Jessica mutters. "They know everything."


'There were over a hundred of them. Either they are a natural breed that hasn't been seen before, or someone found a way to type shift en masse. We have male and female, so we can at least give it a try. Though I hope if someone did type shift these themselves, they at least sterilized them.'

'Actually, does the Steel Geodude listing have a contact number? If we could talk to someone who knows about these things, that may be a good idea.'

"No, not contact number. Apparently that explorer guy in Pewter has a Golem, but I guess they're only found deep underground, like bottom of Mount Moon territory."


Interesting. Being sure to keep the orb still, Ethan studies the orb, trying to figure its purpose or function.

[roll0]

You feel the pulsating and eventually get a rhythmic function of it. Thumpthump. Thumpthump. Thumpthump. Almost like a.. heartbeat? But why would it have the steel if it was a heart? Unless they made a machine capable of functioning as one, there is obviously more to it than that.

[MesiDoomstalker]

Ethan flits his eyes around, activating the camera in his glasses, recording the strange orb for later study. May not have the chance to study one connected to a still living Skorupi.

[Eshkigal]

"They like testing people a lot then."
Gerald pulls himself up onto the cart, Wagner following and heading over to Jess and Taylor. He nods to the three psychics wearily.
"Came back to mention I'm out of amarid. Need $4500 worth to make your suits. Also, might have to find a better armorsmith for dual typing, and parts for a steel booster."

[Esprit15]

"What Gerald said. I doubt she failed by accident. But, that's a problem for later. We have our job to do. Actually, it's still bloody early." She yawns. "I'm finishing my rest." She pulls off the upper portion of the armor and sets it among the other crates, then falls asleep in a seat next to the girls.

[Eshkigal]

Gerald shakes his head at that.
"Who sleeps on them? You're supposed to sleep in the boxes..."

[IrnBruAddict]

'Thanks anyway. I owe you one. I'll figure something out, just need to think about it.' Romeo sighs happily. It was nice to know that after all that had happened, things were going on as normal in Lavander.

'Sorry if I seemed a bit short earlier. How are things your end? How's Switch? Did I tell you Elly evolved? It'll be good to let her see her brother. And to see you and mum after all this time.'

[Arcran]

Ethan flits his eyes around, activating the camera in his glasses, recording the strange orb for later study. May not have the chance to study one connected to a still living Skorupi.

You manage to get some good film of the heart.


"They like testing people a lot then."
Gerald pulls himself up onto the cart, Wagner following and heading over to Jess and Taylor. He nods to the three psychics wearily.
"Came back to mention I'm out of amarid. Need $4500 worth to make your suits. Also, might have to find a better armorsmith for dual typing, and parts for a steel booster."

"We'll get some decent armor in Lavender," Jessica says as she pours a Fresh Water over Taylor's wounds. "Don't worry about it."


'Thanks anyway. I owe you one. I'll figure something out, just need to think about it.' Romeo sighs happily. It was nice to know that after all that had happened, things were going on as normal in Lavander.

'Sorry if I seemed a bit short earlier. How are things your end? How's Switch? Did I tell you Elly evolved? It'll be good to let her see her brother. And to see you and mum after all this time.'

Alana is excited at the news about Elly. Switch still seems to be an Eevee; something about her not wanting to make him evolve yet. She says hers seems excited at the prospect of meeting his sister and to hurry. She has to hang up due to having to do chores with a promise to call you back later.

All
The carts continue to roll for a bit, gaining ground. Some of you converse, some of you do other things. There are no traces of the Drapion left. Occasional shapes cross the radar, some small, some larger, but none the size of the Skorupi.

3 hours of stuff.

With some help Romeo is able to go among the carts and heal some people at an earlier break, getting everyone and their Pokemon healed up.

As it begins to get dark Mark orders some lights to be lit. A few torches continue to light the way. So far nothing has been a useful camp site. All were too open, too covered, or any variation thereof.

All
Perception for a good site.

Engineers
A few stray shapes appear on your radars, slowly clumping together into three groups of four. One larger shape is flying above, rapidly gaining on the party.

[MesiDoomstalker]

Before

After satisfied he has enough footage, he asks to borrow some seutrers from Romeo's medkit and careful removes the orb from the connective tissues and wiring.

Now

Wilds on the edge of radar. They seemed organized, but don't seem to be Skorupi. Be wary. Ethan releases Thor, before looking out for a good spot to camp.

[roll0]

[Esprit15]

"Where from?" Artemis rubs the bandage that had been placed over her wound, already recovering quickly. She signals her team, and Diluvium and Aquilla fly over to her.

[IrnBruAddict]

Romeo sends his love to her and their mum before she hangs up. He goes about healing, then goes back to the cart to keep John and the Machop some company.

'Hey, you did good back there. You stayed out of trouble, and listened to what I said. You feeling tired yet? I know I could use a nice sleep.'

Romeo looks out over the landscape. He hears Ethan shout. 'Oh great...'

[roll0]

[Eshkigal]

Before
"I...you sure? Alright..."
They can replace him. Duly noted.
"Going to watch and see if Artemis is the target of the Nightmare Smoke, then. Would be useful to know the intended target..."
A sleepless day and night, then. That's life...

[roll0]

After
Gerald points in the direction of the bogey, Sparky waking up and rubbing her eyes sleepily . He was tired, but this wasn't the first time that he'd been without sleep.

[Arcran]

Before

After satisfied he has enough footage, he asks to borrow some seutrers from Romeo's medkit and careful removes the orb from the connective tissues and wiring.

Now

Wilds on the edge of radar. They seemed organized, but don't seem to be Skorupi. Be wary. Ethan releases Thor, before looking out for a good spot to camp.

[roll0]

Through much wagon jumping you manage to get Romeo's gear and are able to remove the orb from the Skorupi with minimal blood spatter, meaning you only get a thin coat over you. As you remove it the corpse goes completely limp, slumping in your hand.

As you look for a campsite, you see a few dark shapes in the shadows, blending in almost perfectly with the shadow and stone. They seem to be armed. The groups move with what can only be classified as military precision.


"Where from?" Artemis rubs the bandage that had been placed over her wound, already recovering quickly. She signals her team, and Diluvium and Aquilla fly over to her.

Your team flies closer to you, looking at a shape that flies through the sky eagerly.


Romeo sends his love to her and their mum before she hangs up. He goes about healing, then goes back to the cart to keep John and the Machop some company.

'Hey, you did good back there. You stayed out of trouble, and listened to what I said. You feeling tired yet? I know I could use a nice sleep.'

Romeo looks out over the landscape. He hears Ethan shout. 'Oh great...'

[roll0]

Just when you are about to sleep, you see dark shapes moving in some sort of field camouflage. They seem to be heavily armed; automatic weaponry. You don't see any Pokemon with them, which is a good sign. There are three groups; one heading towards the front, two more towards the rear.


Before
"I...you sure? Alright..."
They can replace him. Duly noted.
"Going to watch and see if Artemis is the target of the Nightmare Smoke, then. Would be useful to know the intended target..."
A sleepless day and night, then. That's life...

[roll0]

After
Gerald points in the direction of the bogey, Sparky waking up and rubbing her eyes sleepily . He was tired, but this wasn't the first time that he'd been without sleep.

As you look for an adequate campsite you see a small flat area just ahead that could quite possibly work as a good place to camp for the night.

Engineers:
The flying shape stops moving abruptly. The groups continue to move.

Gerald, Romeo, Arte
The carts suddenly stop. You can hear Mark up ahead on the front cart yelling at somebody.

Ethan
The dark shape lands in front of the cart causing Mark to pull back. A man hops off the back of it. You are just able to make out the shape as a Honchkrow in the darkness.

"HEY! What the muk are you trying to do? Get yourself hurt?" Mark shouts, hefting up his crossbow.

"No, never that!" the man gasps out. His left arm is hanging by his side uselessly. "Do you guys have a healer? Bug things back that way attacked me," he says, gesturing towards the direction you came from. "Charon managed to fly me out, but I need some help," the man says, gasping for breath and clutching his arm. He steps forward into the light.

You can see dried blood coated over his side and he does seem to be in quite a bit of pain. But that isn't what gets your attention. His face.... He's the man from Saffron. The one you're after. He looks at you but doesn't seem to recognize who you are.

"Yeah, we have a medic," Mark says, hesitantly, although he did seem to relax slightly when the man said the bugs attacked him too. "Bug things hit us pretty good too. Barely got out of there. We'd be happy to help. Ethan, can you call Romeo? Tell him we have somebody for him to fix up?"

[IrnBruAddict]

Well, since Romeo doesn't know what is going on up front yet.

'Oh Mew, those are people' Romeo quietly informs the others in his cart. He makes sure Elly is out of her ball, and hiding under his chair, and he slips the gun Arte gave him behind his back. 'I'd rather deal with pokemon than armed people. At least with wilds, you KNOW they'll try and kill you. No one make any sudden movements.'

[Eshkigal]

Gerald has the sense of mind to not turn to look, instead taking a seat on a crate and letting Sparky change his head webbings.
"In my experience, the same can usually be said for people too. What gear do they have?"

[MesiDoomstalker]

Ethan thinks quickly. Our target. Injured. Claims Skorupi. Men hiding. Military tatics. Caution. Suspect trap. Illumination requested. Ethan shifts ever so slightly. Ya. Hey Romeo! We got the injured man up here. Could you help? He was glad he had Dynamo out and Sim on his head. He didn't want to be caught with his pants down. Hopefully the pyschics heard him and understood the choopy meaning.

[Esprit15]

Artemis was taking a break from reading the minds of everyone for once, and so doesn't catch what Ethan was thinking. She does catch Ethan yelling for medical help, and looks out to take a look at what's going on. "What on earth is going on up there?" She looks to Romeo as he mentions the armed people. Armed people? Judge it! We are not prepared for this kind of thing after the ordeal we went through! She starts breathing somewhat heavily and fidgeting. Occupy your hands. She goes for her armor and puts on the upper half again. Already the memory of the fight didn't quite seem real, even with the wounds and the damage armor in her hands. She tries to scan some of the surface thoughts of the people if they are in range. Before doing so, however, she also directs a thought quickly to Ethan. What are you yelling about when there are people out there!?

[MesiDoomstalker]

Judge it. Hostiles. Military tatics. Our target injured. Caution. Trap. Secure target, then hostiles. The one time the psychic isnt scanning thoughts!

[Esprit15]

They don't know we know about them. Bring the guy in to us. We can deal with the possible hostiles after we have the target.

Taylor, Jess, Getald, we found our target early, it seems. Ethan or Romeo should be bringing him in. Taylor, bind the guy's feet and hands with some rock. I'll knock him out if he's crazy enough to fight or yell.

And now she scans the minds of any of the armed people she can reach.

[Arcran]

Artemis was taking a break from reading the minds of everyone for once, and so doesn't catch what Ethan was thinking. She does catch Ethan yelling for medical help, and looks out to take a look at what's going on. "What on earth is going on up there?" She looks to Romeo as he mentions the armed people. Armed people? Judge it! We are not prepared for this kind of thing after the ordeal we went through! She starts breathing somewhat heavily and fidgeting. Occupy your hands. She goes for her armor and puts on the upper half again. Already the memory of the fight didn't quite seem real, even with the wounds and the damage armor in her hands. She tries to scan some of the surface thoughts of the people if they are in range. Before doing so, however, she also directs a thought quickly to Ethan. What are you yelling about when there are people out there!?

As you try to read the minds of the approaching groups you pick up a few things:

Why is it always cold?
The dark sucks.
Hate that Honchkrow bastard. Annoying as muk.
Hope my gun actually works this time...
And the last is thinking about the reward after the job.

Other than that, there is one common thought, as if they all heard it at the same time.
Execute Order 7-12. Fire when in position.

After that, anticipation and a lot less thinking.

Ethan:
As you communicate with Artemis Akinektos looks at you with a grin.

Secrets are no fun my friend. And a military, he thinks, looking around. That is unfortunate. Now tell me, who is this "target?" he says with a knowing grin.

"Sir, if you'll get that Medic up here or just toss me some supplies, I'll be on my way. I'm happy to pay," he says, limping forward to hand Mark a wad of cash. Mark reaches under the seat to hand him a Fresh Water.

Perception.

Map, just for reference. (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/ccc?key=0Akuo1v6xJCoXdG9tUWxuWEZPdlRac0dKcjV3Ymx4d 1E#gid=0)

And the Key:
Pa: Paul
Numbers: Squads
Ho: Honchkrow
Ak: Akinektos
Et: Ethan (Sim in square)
Ma: Mark
Wd: Wagon Driver
Ge: Gerald (Sparky with)
Dk: Dumb Kids
Ja: James
Is: Isaac
Je: Jessica
Ta: Taylor
Ar; Artemis
Di: Diluvium
Ro: Romeo
Jo: John
Wi: Willy
Ch: Chief
Me: Merchants
Ze: Zebstrika
La: Lairon
Wa: Wagner
Ka: Kadabra
Sa: Sandshrew
Di: Dilumvium (With Arte)
Ko: Konoha
El: Elly
Aq: Aquilla

[Esprit15]

Artemis quietly swears. Another message to her team: Other Rockets are waiting for the guy. Something tells me they won't take kindly to us taking their target right in front of them. Should I communicate with them?

[Eshkigal]

They have us outnumbered 12 to 7. We might win, they might win. So we broker a deal: we all take him down, but they get the majority of the spoils, and easy access to cheaper custom gear in the future. All we want is to be recruited, so if we bring him in, they can take monetary reward, we get in, and mon can be bred and distributed depending on who wants what. Ask others if that seems fair.

[Esprit15]

That would be a good idea. She relays Gerald's suggestion to the rest of the team.

[MesiDoomstalker]

No point in keeping secrets I say. You know what I want, and you know what they want. And I believe I know what you want. Play it cool and I think we can both benefit. Ethan places a hand on Mark's shoulder. That looks like a serious wound. We have an Empath with us, here I'll take you to her. Ethan motions for Ak-whatever towards the center of the caravan, begining to walk that way as well, Thor tailing at his heels.

[Arcran]

No point in keeping secrets I say. You know what I want, and you know what they want. And I believe I know what you want. Play it cool and I think we can both benefit. Ethan places a hand on Mark's shoulder. That looks like a serious wound. We have an Empath with us, here I'll take you to her. Ethan motions for Ak-whatever towards the center of the caravan, begining to walk that way as well, Thor tailing at his heels.

Akinektos grins at your suggestion.

That is a capitol suggestion you have there. Here, I have a Duskull too; would you mind healing it up too? he says, releasing the Ghost. It looks bad; it's skull is about to fall off it's in such bad shape. In the back you said? he says, walking towards the back carts.

The Honchkrow stays in place.

Arte:
Signal. Move in. Acquire targets. Pop smoke on my cue.

We don't get payed enough for this ****. At least we got the new toys.

Just get in position. Pop smoke on cue.

[Esprit15]

To all friendlies: Hostiles moving in. Someone mentioned smoke coming soon, and 'new toys.' Also specified multiple targets. Ethan, make contact or remain silent? If so, what to say?

[MesiDoomstalker]

Our target is not out of loop. He knows what we want and knows they are there. I suggest a temporary partnership. I assume he is listening Ethan giving a sly glance at the man If they are other after the prize, we benefit by denying them the prize. Don't make contact but alert Mark and the Marksmen. Prepare for a fight.

Ethan whispers out of the corner of his mouth. You know theirs a lot of people after you. You may be strong but but can you take all of them by yourself?

[Esprit15]

****. I was afraid of that.

Mark! Jacob! Isaac! Armed men closing in fast! Ready up!

[Eshkigal]

Gerald's watching the radar.
"Aaaand sludge hits the fan."

[Arcran]

Our target is not out of loop. He knows what we want and knows they are there. I suggest a temporary partnership. I assume he is listening Ethan giving a sly glance at the man If they are other after the prize, we benefit by denying them the prize. Don't make contact but alert Mark and the Marksmen. Prepare for a fight.

Ethan whispers out of the corner of his mouth. You know theirs a lot of people after you. You may be strong but but can you take all of them by yourself?

"Who says I need to?" he says, seeming to focus on something.

One last Perception.

Arte:
The minds around the camp almost double in number. You can tell they are Pokemon but for some reason the iconic flash of light did not occur.

You get alarmed feelings from Mark and the brothers.

We got it, they say, almost as a unit, hefting up their guns and a crossbow.

Smoke is ready. Deploy on Boss's cue.

[MesiDoomstalker]

The muscular organ in your perineal cavity, for starters.

[roll0] Arceus be merciful!

[Esprit15]

Mons are out. Prepare for smoke. Artemis lets out Calva as well, right by Diluvium. Aquilla, prep. Aquilla slashes his claws against the wagon, sharpening them greatly.

Hone Claws
+1 to all Melee AC checks, +1 Attack stages

[MesiDoomstalker]

Ethan grabs 2 pokeballs from his belt, releasing Ollie and Mjolnir in a flash. Sim, Transform! Ethan's hat morphs, turning into a mimic of the half-evolved Mjolnir. Thor, Shock that bastard! Thor whirls his arms around shooting off an electrical burst at Ak-whatever. (rolls in OOC)

[Eshkigal]

Wagner sniffs around, trying to figure out what fiends prowl the night. (Odor Sleuth)

[Arcran]

Initiative:
Gerald
Numbers
Group
Akinektos
Paul
Duskull
Honchkrow
Kadabra
Aquilla (13)
Chief (11)
Thor (11)
Konoha (11)
Mystery ‘mons
Elly (10)
Dilumvium (7)
Sim (7)
Wagner (7)
Litwick
Rhyhorn
Sparky (6)
Willy (6)
Taylor’s Sandshrew

[Esprit15]

A gust of wind picks up around the carts.
Use Aerokinesis to discourage use of smoke/prevent it from being of use. Affects air within 30m, creates 30kmph breeze.

[Eshkigal]

"Tell Mark to let his mon loose. If it's people, it'll muk them up."
Then Gerald moves to V31, takes aim at the strange mon whose head seemed nearly off and takes the shot.
[roll0]
[roll1]

[IrnBruAddict]

Romeo releases Luna and Konoha, since Elly was already out.

[Arcran]

Before your attack you once again barely notice anything about Akinektos.

Akinektos flinches as Thor strikes him with the Thundershock, staggering forward, the limp gone. The party getting the drop on him they are able to act first.

Arte’s flurry of wind gets a large number of expletive thoughts from the soldiers, likely due to popping smoke being invalid. Unfortunately the strong winds also put out the torches, plunging the wagons into darkness.

Mind Reading:
Lights are out! Signal! Scrap smoke. Infrared on and open fire. Acquire targets, kill the rest!

Gerald’s shot misses, Akinektos having enough warning to duck down, the shots hitting the cart instead of him.

The twins fire at Akinektos. One misses, his shot flying over the man’s head. The other connects with his chest, lights blasting as the incendiaries connect. Mark fires a crossbow bolt at the Honchkrow only to have it deflect the bolt with a quick wing.

The attack squad closes, opening fire on the team. You can’t see their targets, just bursts of sound and light, although Wagner, Konoha, Fairy, and Acquilla all cry out in pain.

Finally Akinektos acts. Ethan can see a glob of softly glowing purple energy coalesce around his fist, only to be shot like a rocket at Thor. It connects with the young Elekid, launching him back. It falls unconscious almost immediately.

You're out of your league nerd. Thank your Air Adept; made my job that much easier.

Initiative:
Gerald
Numbers
Group
Akinektos
Paul
Duskull
Honchkrow
Kadabra
Aquilla (13)
Chief (11)
Thor (11)
Konoha (11)
Mystery ‘mons
Elly (10)
Dilumvium (7)
Sim (7)
Wagner (7)
Litwick
Rhyhorn
Sparky (6)
Willy (6)
Taylor’s Sandshrew
Ollie (4)
Mjolnir (3)
Luna (2)

Key
Pa: Paul
Numbers: Squads
Ho: Honchkrow
Ak: Akinektos
Et: Ethan (Sim in square, floating above)
Ma: Mark
Wd: Wagon Driver
Ge: Gerald (Sparky with)
Dk: Dumb Kids
Ja: James
Is: Isaac
Je: Jessica
Ta: Taylor
Ar; Artemis
Di: Diluvium
Ro: Romeo
Jo: John
Wi: Willy
Ch: Chief
Me: Merchants
Ze: Zebstrika
La: Lairon
Wa: Wagner
Ka: Kadabra
Sa: Sandshrew
Di: Dilumvium (With Arte)
Ko: Konoha
El: Elly
Aq: Aquilla
Number?: Mystery ‘mons
Lu: Luna

Darkness means all attacks have a raised AC of 2 unless you can think of some way to counteract it. Engineers may forfeit their shift to use their Radar to help target, taking only +1.

Aquilla and Wagner can redo actions.

Damage:
23 to Wagner.
15 to Acquilla.
14 to Konoha.
34 to Fairy.
48 to Thor and -1 SPDEF stage.

[Esprit15]

(Aquilla sticks with action, and takes no penalty due to Keen Eye. Would I be able to make enough light with electric bursts to light up targets for others, whether from Discharge or Electrokinesis?)

[Eshkigal]

Wagner charges (M35), before flaring up, fire flaring from his body in fury as he speeds forward, fire roaring at 5.
[roll0]-burns on 19/20, hits on 2, dash
[roll1]

[Arcran]

Before any of you can act the Dukull flies across the field, landing on the cart with Isaac and James.A mighty burst of Dark energy rolls off it, killing some merchants, dropping others unconcious. The two Rhyhorn fall. James and Isaac barely stay standing but the dark energy leaves them weak and unable to act.

Initiative:
Gerald
Numbers
Group
Akinektos
Paul
Duskull
Honchkrow
Kadabra
Aquilla (13)
Chief (11)
Thor (11)
Konoha (11)
Mystery ‘mons
Elly (10)
Dilumvium (7)
Sim (7)
Wagner (7)
Litwick
Rhyhorn
Sparky (6)
Willy (6)
Taylor’s Sandshrew
Ollie (4)
Mjolnir (3)
Luna (2)

Key
Pa: Paul
Numbers: Squads
Ho: Honchkrow
Ak: Akinektos
Et: Ethan (Sim in square, floating above)
Ma: Mark
Wd: Wagon Driver
Ge: Gerald (Sparky with)
Dk: Dumb Kids
Ja: James
Is: Isaac
Je: Jessica
Ta: Taylor
Ar; Artemis
Di: Diluvium
Ro: Romeo
Jo: John
Wi: Willy
Ch: Chief
Me: Merchants
Ze: Zebstrika
La: Lairon
Wa: Wagner
Ka: Kadabra
Sa: Sandshrew
Di: Dilumvium (With Arte)
Ko: Konoha
El: Elly
Aq: Aquilla
Number?: Mystery ‘mons
Lu: Luna
KO: Unconscious Merchant/Kid

Darkness means all attacks have a raised AC of 2 unless you can think of some way to counteract it. Engineers may forfeit their shift to use their Radar to help target, taking only +1.

Aquilla and Wagner can redo actions.

Damage:

[Arcran]

Wagner slams hard into the man, causing him to curse. The Pokemon around him rush at the Growlithe, clawing it.

Jessica’s Kadabra sends a burst of Psychic energy at one of the attackers but it is consumed before even touching him.

Looks like they might have Dark armor. Watch out.

Mind Reading
Wind will make smoke and gas tough. Hit them for now. Get in close, soften up the targets.

The Mystery Pokemon surge forward, still concealed by the shadows. From Wagner’s cries they struck him. All around the camp high pitched screams sound, piercing the eardrums of all the Pokemon and causing them to flinch.


Initiative:
Gerald
Numbers
Group
Akinektos
Paul
Duskull
Honchkrow
Kadabra
Aquilla (13)
Chief (11)
Thor (11)
Konoha (11)
Mystery ‘mons
Elly (10)
Dilumvium (7)
Sim (7)
Wagner (7)
Litwick
Rhyhorn
Sparky (6)
Willy (6)
Taylor’s Sandshrew
Ollie (4)
Mjolnir (3)
Luna (2)

Key
Pa: Paul
Numbers: Squads
Ho: Honchkrow
Ak: Akinektos
Et: Ethan (Sim in square, floating above)
Ma: Mark
Wd: Wagon Driver
Ge: Gerald (Sparky with)
Dk: Dumb Kids
Ja: James
Is: Isaac
Je: Jessica
Ta: Taylor
Ar; Artemis
Di: Diluvium
Ro: Romeo
Jo: John
Wi: Willy
Ch: Chief
Me: Merchants
Ze: Zebstrika
La: Lairon
Wa: Wagner
Ka: Kadabra
Sa: Sandshrew
Di: Dilumvium (With Arte)
Ko: Konoha
El: Elly
Aq: Aquilla
Number?: Mystery ‘mons
Lu: Luna
KO: Unconscious Merchant/Kid

Darkness means all attacks have a raised AC of 2 unless you can think of some way to counteract it. Engineers may forfeit their shift to use their Radar to help target, taking only +1.

Damage:
-2 DEF Konoha and Fairy.
31 to Wagner.

[Esprit15]

Okay, I'm taking that guy out. Jess, Taylor, back me up. Hit the target hard. Artemis hops off the wagon and rushes to V31. The winds circling the wagons redirect and pick up speed, all aiming right at McMurderer. Sorry guys, forgot about the torches. Will fix in just a second.
Air Slash
Flying
AC: [roll0] 3, Flinch on 15-20
Damage: [roll1]
If Crit: +[roll2]

[Eshkigal]

Willy hops out, before curling into a ball and rolling at 9?, seeking to run the mon down. (T16)
[roll0]-rollout, rock, 4 (6) v def, have to use 4 rounds or until it misses
[roll1]+10, forgot to add IAZ

[IrnBruAddict]

Elly copies Mjolnir's ability, then rushes forward to v40, and aims at number 4, showing him the POWER OF LOVE!!!!

Elly uses Trace on Mjolnir, gains Clear Body

[roll0], base 2,
[roll1]

[Arcran]

Poor Team. That was an unfortunate attack. (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/ccc?key=0Akuo1v6xJCoXdG9tUWxuWEZPdlRac0dKcjV3Ymx4d 1E&pli=1#gid=0)

The Pokemon takes Willy’s hits, although it noticeably slumps after.

Elly’s attack causes the Pokémon’s eyes to roll back into its head. As if falls a giant cloud of noxious gas emanates out, rolling all over nearby combatants. Enemies and allies alike are struck by the after death attack causing them to choke and almost fall.

Taylor’s Sandshrew, taking the blow, dives underground, preparing for a strong attack.

The wagon drivers order their Rhyhorn into the fray.

Mind Reading:
Front squad, swap to explosives. Take that Lairon down. Anyone with a Rhyhorn charging too. Stay back from the Stunky; stay out of range of that finisher.

Initiative:
Gerald
Numbers
Group
Akinektos[
Paul
Duskull
Honchkrow
Kadabra
Aquilla (13)
Chief (11)
Thor (11)
Konoha (11)
Mystery ‘mons
Elly (10)
Dilumvium (7)
[Sim (7)[
Wagner (7)
Litwick
Rhyhorn
Sparky (6)
Willy (6)
Taylor’s Sandshrew
Ollie (4)
Mjolnir (3)
Luna (2)

Key
Pa: Paul
Numbers: Squads
Ho: Honchkrow
Ak: Akinektos
Et: Ethan (Sim in square, floating above)
Ma: Mark
Wd: Wagon Driver
Ge: Gerald (Sparky with)
Dk: Dumb Kids
Ja: James
Is: Isaac
Je: Jessica
Ta: Taylor
Ar; Artemis
Di: Diluvium
Ro: Romeo
Jo: John
Wi: Willy
Ch: Chief
Me: Merchants
Ze: Zebstrika
La: Lairon
Wa: Wagner
Ka: Kadabra
Sa: Sandshrew
Di: Dilumvium (With Arte)
Ko: Konoha
El: Elly
Aq: Aquilla
Number?: Mystery ‘mons
Lu: Luna
KO: Unconscious Merchant/Kid

Darkness means all attacks have a raised AC of 2 unless you can think of some way to counteract it. Engineers may forfeit their shift to use their Radar to help target, taking only +1.


Damage:
[spoiler]-1/4 Health Loss to: Romeo, Konoha, Luna, and Elly.
spoiler]

Round 2! Gerald is up!

[Eshkigal]

Gerald moves (P31), and his grip tightens as, in the light from the last remnants of Wagner's attack, he sees a bullet hole in his dog. And something...snaps.
"You shot my dog."
Blood will spill. He shall burn for this, as he hurls Kubota's pokeball at 1?, leaving a lump on the mon's skull and sending Kubota out at L34 (5 damage to 1?, cannot be reduced).

[Arcran]

Gerald manages to plonk the Stunky right in the head, causing it to yelp in pain.

The squad immediately in the area turns to focus on Gerald. One had been about to swap to Rhyhorn rounds but the Capture Specialist manages to divert their attention. The one that Wagner had struck curses, back peddling while trying to shoot at the dog, likely somewhat blind from the assault. His blind fire manages to connect, causing the dog to fall unconscious with a loud yelp. The other fires at Gerald but in his rage-induced frenzy he manages to agilely dodge the bullets.

The far rear squad falls back, focusing fire on Elly. One seems to miss, mostly due to the shots colliding with the wagon, but from the growl of pain you’d assume the others hit.

On the left one man falls back but the other steps forward, unlesashing a flurry of bullets at Calva that connect, warranting a shriek.

The front squad doesn’t fire as much as you’d think; only the middle two open fire at the Zebstrika. One burst connects, causing the Zebstrika, (already weakened by Screech) to cry out in pain.

Mind Reading:
Gas ‘em and this fight is over. Target 5 is separated from group; have the Stunky take him out.

Initiative:
Gerald
Numbers
Group
Akinektos
Paul
Duskull
Honchkrow
Kadabra
Aquilla (13)
Chief (11)
Thor (11)
Konoha (11)
Mystery ‘mons
Elly (10)
Dilumvium (7)
[Sim (7)[
Wagner (7)
Litwick
Rhyhorn
Sparky (6)
Willy (6)
Taylor’s Sandshrew
Ollie (4)
Mjolnir (3)
Luna (2)

Key
Pa: Paul
Numbers: Squads
Ho: Honchkrow
Ak: Akinektos
Et: Ethan (Sim in square, floating above)
Ma: Mark
Wd: Wagon Driver
Ge: Gerald (Sparky with)
Dk: Dumb Kids
Ja: James
Is: Isaac
Je: Jessica
Ta: Taylor
Ar; Artemis
Di: Diluvium
Ro: Romeo
Jo: John
Wi: Willy
Ch: Chief
Me: Merchants
Ze: Zebstrika
La: Lairon
Wa: Wagner
Ka: Kadabra
Sa: Sandshrew
Di: Dilumvium (With Arte)
Ko: Konoha
El: Elly
Aq: Aquilla
Number?: Mystery ‘mons
Lu: Luna
KO: Unconscious Merchant/Kid

Darkness means all attacks have a raised AC of 2 unless you can think of some way to counteract it. Engineers may forfeit their shift to use their Radar to help target, taking only +1.


Damage:
18 Wagner.
32 to Elly.
13 Calva.


Trainers (except Paul)!

[MesiDoomstalker]

You shouldn't underestimate me. Nor my allies. They may not seem like the most compenent bunch, but they manage to pull together, with a bit of guidance. The wooshing sound of Artemis attack ellicits a small smile. Ah, the calvary has arrived. Now, lets see how good you are with your own pokemon. Ethan readjusts his glasses, more from habit than any real need in the dark, studying the Honchkrow in the distance.

[roll0] 16 is level, 21 is level+current HP

[Esprit15]

(Artemis goes through with her previous action, stopping at V30 and using Air Slash)
Artemis yells in everyone with the wagon's heads as she runs and attacks, GERALD! GET YOUR ASS BACK ON THAT WAGON! YOU ARE BECOMING A LIABILITY!

Everyone, gas coming our way. Jess, Taylor, I can't hit this guy and keep smoke at bay.

One voice is directed at just Ethan: Is that a fat joke?

[IrnBruAddict]

Romeo returns Fairy, and then looks out over the darkness at the shapes.

'Put away your pokemon, we can all sort this out and go for drinks. We only want the bad boy over there, that's all.' he says in his sexiest voice

Attraction: [roll0] on .... which ever targets look like people and not pokemon.

[Arcran]

Akinektos takes the slash of air, grinning. He doesn’t seem too hurt and pulls out a bottle, chugging it all. Ethan, for the first time in months, is unable to get a read on the Honchkrow, likely due to the dark. Romeo’s advance is met with little success; the trainer simply sends confused thoughts towards Arte and changes his target.

Jessica focuses on Elly, healing some of her wounds. Taylor sends a burst of sand at one of the troops attacking Gerald only to have the man agilely step aside. Mark cuts loose both the Zebstrika and the Lairon, both rearing back in rage, ready to fight.

Mind Reading
Get me some smoke. Finish up with the front and rear so I can get some backup. Can’t hold off two trainers and their Pokemon forever.

Initiative:
Gerald
Numbers
Group
Akinektos
Paul
Duskull
Honchkrow
Kadabra
Aquilla (13)
Chief (11)
Thor (11)
Konoha (11)
Mystery ‘mons
Elly (10)
Dilumvium (7)
[Sim (7)[
Wagner (7)
Litwick
Rhyhorn
Sparky (6)
Willy (6)
Taylor’s Sandshrew
Ollie (4)
Mjolnir (3)
Luna (2)

Key
Pa: Paul
Numbers: Squads
Ho: Honchkrow
Ak: Akinektos
Et: Ethan (Sim in square, floating above)
Ma: Mark
Wd: Wagon Driver
Ge: Gerald (Sparky with)
Dk: Dumb Kids
Ja: James
Is: Isaac
Je: Jessica
Ta: Taylor
Ar; Artemis
Di: Diluvium
Ro: Romeo
Jo: John
Wi: Willy
Ch: Chief
Me: Merchants
Ze: Zebstrika
La: Lairon
Wa: Wagner
Ka: Kadabra
Sa: Sandshrew
Di: Dilumvium (With Arte)
Ko: Konoha
El: Elly
Aq: Aquilla
Number?: Mystery ‘mons
Lu: Luna
KO: Unconscious Merchant/Kid

Darkness means all attacks have a raised AC of 2 unless you can think of some way to counteract it. Engineers may forfeit their shift to use their Radar to help target, taking only +1.


Damage:


Paul is up!

[MesiDoomstalker]

Acting as Paul

Reaching to his belt beyond his enormous bellly, Paul releases his main man Buck at W22. "Hey, short and creepy! If anyone picks on Poindexter, its me!" Jabbing a finger into his belly, before taking aim and firing at Ak-Whatever.

[roll0] AC 6 Physical Fire
[roll1] Wasn't sure on the roll, this is what Esh used. +5 if we add mod for 20 Str.

[Arcran]

Skunks suck. (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/ccc?key=0Akuo1v6xJCoXdG9tUWxuWEZPdlRac0dKcjV3Ymx4d 1E&pli=1#gid=0)

The shot hits Akinektos in the back, barely making him stagger. He doesn’t even gesture towards the Duskull and it moves, spectral claws appearing to cut down both Jacob and Isaac. Taylor’s Litwick heads towards Akinektos, it’s aura glowing darker as it does so.

Initiative:
Gerald
Numbers
Group
Akinektos
Paul
Duskull
Honchkrow
Kadabra
Aquilla (13)
Chief (11)
Thor (11)
Konoha (11)
Mystery ‘mons
Elly (10)
Dilumvium (7)
[Sim (7)[
Wagner (7)
Litwick
Rhyhorn
Sparky (6)
Willy (6)
Taylor’s Sandshrew
Ollie (4)
Mjolnir (3)
Luna (2)

Key
Pa: Paul
Numbers: Squads
Ho: Honchkrow
Ak: Akinektos
Et: Ethan (Sim in square, floating above)
Ma: Mark
Wd: Wagon Driver
Ge: Gerald (Sparky with)
Dk: Dumb Kids
Ja: James
Is: Isaac
Je: Jessica
Ta: Taylor
Ar; Artemis
Di: Diluvium
Ro: Romeo
Jo: John
Wi: Willy
Ch: Chief
Me: Merchants
Ze: Zebstrika
La: Lairon
Wa: Wagner
Ka: Kadabra
Sa: Sandshrew
Di: Dilumvium (With Arte)
Ko: Konoha
El: Elly
Aq: Aquilla
Number?: Mystery ‘mons
Lu: Luna
KO: Unconscious Merchant/Kid

Darkness means all attacks have a raised AC of 2 unless you can think of some way to counteract it. Engineers may forfeit their shift to use their Radar to help target, taking only +1.


Damage:


Faster than Stunky, go!

[IrnBruAddict]

Konoha shoots a Fire spin at 8?, hoping to trap it, then jumps up onto the cart (V36).

[roll0], base 4
[roll1] fire type special damage edit: forgot STAB, so 24 total
trapped for [roll2]

[Arcran]

Poison Gas is bad for your Health. (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/ccc?key=0Akuo1v6xJCoXdG9tUWxuWEZPdlRac0dKcjV3Ymx4d 1E&pli=1#gid=0)

The burst of flames hit the Stunky hard, wrapping around it and trapping it.

All around the Stunky are ordered forward, slashing with claws at their foes. Kubota takes two hits, still hurting despite her large bulk. Two close on Elly, another on Dilumvium, and a final on Calva. The blows aren’t particularly powerful but they slowly wear down on their targets.

The last by the rear carts makes a mad dash towards the wagon, hopping on board, a trail of toxic gasses trailing it. A mighty blast of gas escapes its rear, coating the nearby area in smog, causing the entire back wagon and many surrounding Pokemon and people to begin to gag. Another, this in the front near Willy, does the same, releasing a blast. The remaining front ones close in on the front wagon, spending all their time dashing forward.

Initiative:
Gerald
Numbers
Group
Akinektos
Paul
Duskull
Honchkrow
Kadabra
Aquilla (13)
Chief (11)
Thor (11)
Konoha (11)
Mystery ‘mons
Elly (10)
Dilumvium (7)
[Sim (7)[
Wagner (7)
Litwick
Rhyhorn
Sparky (6)
Willy (6)
Taylor’s Sandshrew
Ollie (4)
Mjolnir (3)
Luna (2)

Key
Pa: Paul
Numbers: Squads
Ho: Honchkrow
Ak: Akinektos
Et: Ethan (Sim in square, floating above)
Ma: Mark
Wd: Wagon Driver
Ge: Gerald (Sparky with)
Dk: Dumb Kids
Ja: James
Is: Isaac
Je: Jessica
Ta: Taylor
Ar; Artemis
Di: Diluvium
Ro: Romeo
Jo: John
Wi: Willy
Ch: Chief
Me: Merchants
Ze: Zebstrika
La: Lairon
Wa: Wagner
Ka: Kadabra
Sa: Sandshrew
Di: Dilumvium (With Arte)
Ko: Konoha
El: Elly
Aq: Aquilla
Number?: Mystery ‘mons
Lu: Luna
KO: Unconscious Merchant/Kid

Darkness means all attacks have a raised AC of 2 unless you can think of some way to counteract it. Engineers may forfeit their shift to use their Radar to help target, taking only +1.


Damage:
32 Kubota.
10 Elly.
13 Dilumvium.
5 Calva.
Poison: Konoha, Elly, Calva, Aquilla, Romeo, Taylor, Jessica, John, Wagon Driver, Rhyhorn (In harness rear, by 9? Front, Paul, Willy, Zebstrika.


Rest of the ‘mon.

[Esprit15]

That ball of energy. Where have- of course, that's how we didn't see the mons released. Guys, change of plans. Diluvium, let's rain on their parade. Diluvium gives an odd warble and rain begins to fall. He floats up 5m.
Rain Dance
Rain continues for 12 turns

Diluvium becomes Water type

[MesiDoomstalker]

Artemis, what? Nevermind, now is not the time. Mjolnir, Sim hit him hard. He's getting on my nerves.

Mjolnir to V25, Sim to W25. Both Take Down. AC 5-> 7, Physical Normal
Mjolnir's
[roll0]
[roll1]

Sim's
[roll2]
[roll3]

[Eshkigal]

He snarls at Artemis mentally.
Don't lecture, just do your job and I'll keep as many off you as I can. Complete the mission, and kill everyone who poses a threat.
This...isn't the Gerald you're used to. He wants to hurt them. Wants to feel the impact of the knife in flesh, the bone shuddering thud of a wrench caving a skull in. Wants him to be the last thing they see, as they drown on their own blood through useless windpipes. And behind it all is a burning thought. They shot his dog.
He'll just have to make sure they can't ever do it again.
"Sparky...make them regret it."
She looks at Gerald, before nodding. She launches herself at K33(the space, threaded), and with a chittering call, goes to bite the man who just dropped Wagner
[roll0] Bug Bite, 2+def, on the human that hurt Wagner (6)
[roll1]-eats berries. Poor bastard.

[Eshkigal]

Meanwhile, Willy keeps rolling, aiming at 2 (ends at U9).
[roll0]-Rollout, stage 2! 6+def with the darkness
[roll1]

[Arcran]

blergamaosdfjoajreioalkf;adjlsdjf (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/ccc?key=0Akuo1v6xJCoXdG9tUWxuWEZPdlRac0dKcjV3Ymx4d 1E&pli=1#gid=0)

At Dilumvium’s call a shower of rain begins, covering the field.

As Mjolnir and Sim fly at Akinektos a purple barrier appears from thin air, absorbing the entire blast.

”Idiots…”

Sparky leaps to bite the soldier, fangs aimed right at his crotch only to have the man swing with his gun, knocking Sparky out of the air before taking aim at her.

Willy slams into Stunky, almost dropping it. The beast hangs on by a thread, almost collapsing.

Taylor’s Sandshrew pops up, hitting one of the rear gunmen. The Litwick launches a burst of flames but misses. The Rhyhorn charge their targets; one tries to squash a Stunky and misses, the other closes on one of the gunmen.

Initiative:
Gerald
Numbers
Group
Akinektos
Paul
Duskull
Honchkrow
Kadabra
Aquilla (13)
Chief (11)
Thor (11)
Konoha (11)
Mystery ‘mons
Elly (10)
Dilumvium (7)
[Sim (7)[
Wagner (7)
Litwick
Rhyhorn
Sparky (6)
Willy (6)
Taylor’s Sandshrew
Ollie (4)
Mjolnir (3)
Luna (2)

Key
Pa: Paul
Numbers: Squads
Ho: Honchkrow
Ak: Akinektos
Et: Ethan
Ma: Mark
Wd: Wagon Driver
Ge: Gerald (Sparky with)
Dk: Dumb Kids
Ja: James
Is: Isaac
Je: Jessica
Ta: Taylor
Ar; Artemis
Di: Diluvium
Ro: Romeo
Jo: John
Wi: Willy
Ch: Chief
Me: Merchants
Ze: Zebstrika
La: Lairon
Wa: Wagner
Ka: Kadabra
Sa: Sandshrew
Di: Dilumvium (With Arte)
Ko: Konoha
El: Elly
Aq: Aquilla
Number?: Mystery ‘mons
Lu: Luna
KO: Unconscious Merchant/Kid
Si: Sim

Darkness means all attacks have a raised AC of 2 unless you can think of some way to counteract it. Engineers may forfeit their shift to use their Radar to help target, taking only +1.


Damage:

POISON
Konoha:5 damage.
Elly:7 damage.
Calva: 5
Aquilla:5
Romeo:8
Paul: 12
Willy: 5


Gerald.

[Eshkigal]

Meanwhile, Gerald is already moving forward, arm changing, and the electric shard glowing (FLUFF GLOW, NOT APPRECIABLE AMOUNTS OF LIGHT). Plates slide, and vents open, sucking in the surrounding dust and making it whirl around the fist as it aims for the man's head.
[roll0]-Drill Run, 5 (with darkness)+def
[roll1]

[Arcran]

Up next: Kentucky Fried Honchkrow! (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/ccc?key=0Akuo1v6xJCoXdG9tUWxuWEZPdlRac0dKcjV3Ymx4d 1E&pli=1#gid=0)

In Gerald’s rage the blow strikes true, slamming the man in the head and cracking his helmet. With a shout he and his friend drop back, guns blaring at Gerald. Both hit, although in Gerald’s rage-state he dodges, causing the bullets to do less than normal. The rear crew focuses fire on the Sandshrew, dropping it easily. One to the side blasts the Rhyhorn with explosive rounds, gouging deep holes but not dropping it. The other tries to provide backup to his Stunky, firing at Calva.

Mind Reading
Thing is using Rollout. Drop it before it builds up too much Speed; otherwise we’re in trouble.

The front squad opens fire at Willy. All connect but one’s shots glance harmlessly off Willy’s shell.

Initiative:
Gerald
Numbers
Group
Akinektos
Duskull
Honchkrow
Kadabra
Aquilla (13)
Chief (11)
Thor (11)
Konoha (11)
Mystery ‘mons
Elly (10)
Dilumvium (7)
[Sim (7)[
Wagner (7)
Litwick
Rhyhorn
Sparky (6)
Willy (6)
Taylor’s Sandshrew
Ollie (4)
Mjolnir (3)
Luna (2)

Key
Pa: Paul
Numbers: Squads
Ho: Honchkrow
Ak: Akinektos
Et: Ethan
Ma: Mark
Wd: Wagon Driver
Ge: Gerald (Sparky with)
Dk: Dumb Kids
Ja: James
Is: Isaac
Je: Jessica
Ta: Taylor
Ar; Artemis
Di: Diluvium
Ro: Romeo
Jo: John
Wi: Willy
Ch: Chief
Me: Merchants
Ze: Zebstrika
La: Lairon
Wa: Wagner
Ka: Kadabra
Sa: Sandshrew
Di: Dilumvium (With Arte)
Ko: Konoha
El: Elly
Aq: Aquilla
Number?: Mystery ‘mons
Lu: Luna
KO: Unconscious Merchant/Kid
Si: Sim

Darkness means all attacks have a raised AC of 2 unless you can think of some way to counteract it. Engineers may forfeit their shift to use their Radar to help target, taking only +1.


Damage:

Gerald: 37
Calva: 15
Willy: 28


All trainers. I’ll move Paul before Anni.

[Esprit15]

The rain was calming, falling on the leaves. It reminded Artemis of the few good times on her own, sitting with Aquilla when the weather was too bad to travel, listening to the dull roar of the water, the smell of the water soaked land... Of course the gunfire really ruined some of that serenity. She disconnects from Gerald, him doing well enough on his own it seemed, and chuckles in the man who was hit's head. Anyways- And then Calva cried out. Muk, why did they even see her as a threat? *sigh* Artemis recalls Calva and makes another sharp gesture at McMurder, another blade of air flying at him.

Air Slash
AC: [roll0] 5, 15+ is Flinch
Damage: [roll1]
If Crit: +[roll2]

[Eshkigal]

Kubota tries to waddle in front of the shots for Gerald.
[roll0]
[roll1]
She decides it's too much effort.

[Esprit15]

Everyone gets a turn to play Paul it seems
"Hey, I'm talkin' to ya!" He lets another spray of flaming bullets at the guy.
AC: [roll0] 8 after dark
Damage: 7
If Crit: No bonus due to no dice

[MesiDoomstalker]

You crafty bastard. Elly, get back to Romeo, quickly.

GP Elly to V37.

[IrnBruAddict]

Romeo sprays Elly with a Super Potion while she growls at the Stunky on the cart.

[roll0]

[Arcran]

Here comes the BOOM! (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/ccc?key=0Akuo1v6xJCoXdG9tUWxuWEZPdlRac0dKcjV3Ymx4d 1E&pli=1#gid=0)

Jessica is forced to drink a Lemonade, too heavily damaged to help. Taylor closes towards Akinektos but he manages to agilely dodge the attack.

Elly sighs in relief at the Super Potion and makes it back on the cart.

Akinektos ignores the bullets, his armor absorbing the blasts. He sees Arte’s blade of air coming and disappears in a puff of smoke only to appear a few feet back and to the left, a grin on his face as he drops another Pokeball on the ground, this one having a Scyther appear, an easily recognizable Pokemon for the group of you.

The Duskull flies across the field, landing right in the middle of the attackers. A cloud of dark energy forms around him, unleashing in a powerful burst much like before. It rolls forward, once again colliding with merchants but also with Sim, Mjolnir, and Artemis. It barely hurts Artemis, the armor taking the brunt of the burst, but Sim and Mjolnir are hit far harder.

Mark’s Zebstrika dashes forward, electricity coursing around it. It collides with the Honchkrow hard, sparks jolting into it. The bird barely stays standing but the attack draws an angry growl from Akinektos.

Initiative:
Gerald
Numbers
Group
Akinektos
Duskull
Honchkrow
Kadabra
Aquilla (13)
Chief (11)
Thor (11)
Konoha (11)
Mystery ‘mons
Elly (10)
Dilumvium (7)
[Sim (7)[
Wagner (7)
Litwick
Rhyhorn
Sparky (6)
Willy (6)
Taylor’s Sandshrew
Ollie (4)
Mjolnir (3)
Luna (2)

Key
Pa: Paul
Numbers: Squads
Ho: Honchkrow
Ak: Akinektos
Et: Ethan
Ma: Mark
Wd: Wagon Driver
Ge: Gerald (Sparky with)
Dk: Dumb Kids
Ja: James
Is: Isaac
Je: Jessica
Ta: Taylor
Ar; Artemis
Di: Diluvium
Ro: Romeo
Jo: John
Wi: Willy
Ch: Chief
Me: Merchants
Ze: Zebstrika
La: Lairon
Wa: Wagner
Ka: Kadabra
Sa: Sandshrew
Di: Dilumvium (With Arte)
Ko: Konoha
El: Elly
Aq: Aquilla
Number?: Mystery ‘mons
Lu: Luna
KO: Unconscious Merchant/Kid
Si: Sim

Darkness means all attacks have a raised AC of 2 unless you can think of some way to counteract it. Engineers may forfeit their shift to use their Radar to help target, taking only +1.


Damage:

Sim: 44
Mjolnir: 38
Arte: 21

[Esprit15]

Artemis grunts at the Dark Pulse, but the armor holds. Diluvium, drown it. An image of the Duskull is projected to the Castform, and he flies over to V31 (Still 5m up) and sprays down the Duskull with a spray of water, made more powerful by the rain.
Water Gun
Water, Special
AC: [roll0] 4 after darkness
Damage: [roll1]
If Crit: +[roll2]
x1.5 from the rain

EDIT: Calva should have been recalled

[IrnBruAddict]

Elly shifts to U36, then fires a confuse beam, catching 6?, 7? and Calva.

If it looks like the Stunky is going to move, Elly will use Quick Attack as an interrupt on it.

[Arcran]

Still gassy. (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/ccc?key=0Akuo1v6xJCoXdG9tUWxuWEZPdlRac0dKcjV3Ymx4d 1E&pli=1#gid=0)

The Stunky once again move, heading in for a quick take down. Three dive at the Zebstrika, two connecting. The Zebstrika looks like it is about to go down; the Poison should finish it off. Another wraps around and strikes Buck, claws raking his side, cutting through his hide.

The two near Aquilla continue to strike, aiming for the quick drop. One hits Sparky, the other moving away and unleashing a powerful burst of noxious fumes that hit Kubota, Sparky, Gerald, and even leak over to Wagner. One rushes Konoha, the other staying back, leering angrily but unable to do anything as the flames lick at it.

Dilumvium flies towards the Duskull but misses the shot, the Duskull agilely floating aside.

Initiative:
Gerald
Numbers
Group
Akinektos
Duskull
Honchkrow
Kadabra
Aquilla (13)
Chief (11)
Thor (11)
Konoha (11)
Mystery ‘mons
Elly (10)
Dilumvium (7)
[Sim (7)[
Wagner (7)
Litwick
Rhyhorn
Sparky (6)
Willy (6)
Taylor’s Sandshrew
Ollie (4)
Mjolnir (3)
Luna (2)

Key
Pa: Paul
Numbers: Squads
Ho: Honchkrow
Ak: Akinektos
Et: Ethan
Ma: Mark
Wd: Wagon Driver
Ge: Gerald (Sparky with)
Dk: Dumb Kids
Ja: James
Is: Isaac
Je: Jessica
Ta: Taylor
Ar; Artemis
Di: (V31, 5 up)
Ro: Romeo
Jo: John
Wi: Willy
Ch: Chief
Me: Merchants
Ze: Zebstrika
La: Lairon
Wa: Wagner
Ka: Kadabra
Sa: Sandshrew
Di: Dilumvium (With Arte)
Ko: Konoha
El: Elly
Aq: Aquilla
Number?: Mystery ‘mons
Lu: Luna
KO: Unconscious Merchant/Kid
Si: Sim

Darkness means all attacks have a raised AC of 2 unless you can think of some way to counteract it. Engineers may forfeit their shift to use their Radar to help target, taking only +1.


Damage:

Buck: 23
Sparky: 15
Aquilla: 30
Konoha: 18
Sparky, Gerald, Kubota, Wagner Poisoned.


Slower than Stunky. Irn, you can redo Elly because I’m so nice.

[Eshkigal]

Oh, those dirty mothermukers! Not only do they poison his dog, but his spider and egg carrier thing too?
Meanwhile, Sparky is having none of this. She skitters to H34 and launches a web at the two men.
[roll0]Electro web, lowers speed 1 stage -NOT A CRIT :smallfrown:
[roll1]

[IrnBruAddict]

Elly shifts to U36, then fires a confuse beam, catching 6? and 7?.

Same as before. Auto hit, and using Quick attack when 6? tries to move.

[MesiDoomstalker]

Mind sharing why your attacking us? Indiscriminate violence? Petty jealousy? Misguided aggression? Can you only attack when you have overwhelming odds to make up for your own faults? Do you target civillians because you know you can beat the helpless? I'm curious, indulge me. And almost as if an after thought Ollie, muk some Stunky. Buck do your thing.

Ollie trumpets and rolls to AB35, slamming the ground to muk bitches, while Buck suck punches McMurder in the kidney.

Paul

"Pointdexter! Next time ask before you give my man an order! Willy, murder that bird!" Willy rockets towards the Honchkrow, ending on the other side of the massive bird (X13).

[roll0] AC 4 Physical Ground, Lowers speed if they survive
[roll1] Should muk up 5? and 6? and nothing else (thank god for Flying Immunity to Ground)
[roll2] AC For Posterity Physical Dark
[roll3]
[roll4] AC 6 Physical Rock
[roll5]

[Arcran]

asdjf;ladsfjalsjg;lkadf;ghakl (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/ccc?key=0Akuo1v6xJCoXdG9tUWxuWEZPdlRac0dKcjV3Ymx4d 1E&pli=1#gid=0)

Buck goes for the kick on Akinektos only to have him disappear again, popping up away from the party.

Sparky’s web hits the two men, tangling them in the net. They curse but somehow remain standing.

Elly’s beam of confusion confuses the Stunky, causing them to turn in a daze.

Ollie’s attack drops the Stunky (fortunately). One explodes though, the blast catching most nearby allies.

Why are we attacking? Oh, you should know why. I know you’re after me. I know who you’re trying to join. We’re going to”

As he thinks this into your mind, Willy flies through the Honchkorw, gaining enough momentum to literally fly through the air, crushing the Honchkrow’s chest and launching out the other side, chunks of gore coating her shell.

Kill you. We are going to catch you, make you pay for that, and, when you beg for mercy, kill you.

Mind Reading
Offer no quarter. Knock them all out. Don’t be afraid to damage them a bit

Poison kicks in, dropping the Zebstrika unconscious. All around you and your allies are hurt by the toxins.

Initiative:
Gerald
Numbers
Group
Akinektos
Duskull
Honchkrow
Kadabra
Aquilla (13)
Chief (11)
Thor (11)
Konoha (11)
Mystery ‘mons
Elly (10)
Dilumvium (7)
[Sim (7)[
Wagner (7)
Litwick
Rhyhorn
Sparky (6)
Willy (6)
Taylor’s Sandshrew
Ollie (4)
Mjolnir (3)
Luna (2)

Key
Pa: Paul
Numbers: Squads
Ho: Honchkrow
Ak: Akinektos
Et: Ethan
Ma: Mark
Wd: Wagon Driver
Ge: Gerald (Sparky with)
Dk: Dumb Kids
Ja: James
Is: Isaac
Je: Jessica
Ta: Taylor
Ar; Artemis
Di: (V31, 5 up)
Ro: Romeo
Jo: John
Wi: Willy
Ch: Chief
Me: Merchants
Ze: Zebstrika
La: Lairon
Wa: Wagner
Ka: Kadabra
Sa: Sandshrew
Di: Dilumvium (With Arte)
Ko: Konoha
El: Elly
Aq: Aquilla
Number?: Mystery ‘mons
Lu: Luna
KO: Unconscious Merchant/Kid
Si: Sim

Darkness means all attacks have a raised AC of 2 unless you can think of some way to counteract it. Engineers may forfeit their shift to use their Radar to help target, taking only +1.


Damage:

POISON
Konoha:5 damage.
Elly:7 damage.
Aquilla:5
Romeo:8
Paul: 12
Willy: 5
Sparky: 6
Gerald: 8
Kubota: 10
Wagner: 6
Aftermath
Romeo: 19
Elly: 16
Aquilla: 13
Ollie: 15

Gerald.

[Eshkigal]

(Hey, you forgot the allied mon)

Gerald looks around. No helping it...he recalls Wagner before lashing out at 1?, dust swirling around his fist.
Jess, if you're still up and listening, likely need healing soon.
[roll0] Drill Run, crits on 18-20, accuracy needed is 5+def
[roll1]
If crit, [roll2]

[Arcran]

The Rhyorn close with their targets, horns goring the enemies. Taylor’s Litwick fires a spinning vortex of flames at the Duskull but once again the ghost proves to be a very able dodger. Taylor returns her Sandshrew, not wanting to risk further injury.

Gerald’s attack easily drops the Stunky, splattering its brains over the ground.

The enemy squad begins opening fire again, aiming for a quick take down. Two fire at Sparky, not quite dropping the spider. The gunmen look worried as the psycho Gerald grows ever nearer.

The other side focuses fire on the Rhyhorn near them, dropping it with Explosive Rounds.

The rear group splits up, two firing at Ollie and the other two opening fire at Jessica. Ollie shrugs off one shot but the other hits him hard. Jessica takes both shots, starting to bleed profusely, obviously injured badly.

The front squad is falling apart. Two fire at Willy, only one connecting. The other two, Explosive Rounds loaded, open fire at the Lairon, dropping it, causing Mark to curse loudly and take aim with his crossbow.

Initiative:
[s]Gerald
Numbers
Group
Akinektos
Duskull
Honchkrow
Scyther
Kadabra
Aquilla (13)
Chief (11)
Thor (11)
Konoha (11)
Mystery ‘mons
Elly (10)
Dilumvium (7)
[Sim (7)[
Wagner (7)
Litwick
Rhyhorn
Sparky (6)
Willy (6)
Taylor’s Sandshrew
Ollie (4)
Mjolnir (3)
Luna (2)

Key
Pa: Paul
Numbers: Squads
Ho: Honchkrow
Ak: Akinektos
Et: Ethan
Ma: Mark
Wd: Wagon Driver
Ge: Gerald (Sparky with)
Dk: Dumb Kids
Ja: James
Is: Isaac
Je: Jessica
Ta: Taylor
Ar; Artemis
Di: (V31, 5 up)
Ro: Romeo
Jo: John
Wi: Willy
Ch: Chief
Me: Merchants
Ze: Zebstrika
La: Lairon
Wa: Wagner
Ka: Kadabra
Sa: Sandshrew
Di: Dilumvium (With Arte)
Ko: Konoha
El: Elly
Aq: Aquilla
Number?: Mystery ‘mons
Lu: Luna
KO: Unconscious Merchant/Kid
Si: Sim

DamageL
35 Sparky.
12 Willy.
13 Ollie.


Everything up to Duskull.

[Eshkigal]

(Because Arc pointed out I can still move)
Gerald glares with the fury of a thousand men. First, they shoot AND POISON his dog. Now, they poisoned, THEN SHOT his spider. And they poisoned his chansey! He runs towards them.

This day will end with their blood soaking the ground.
(Move to G33)

[IrnBruAddict]

Romeo shifts one space over, returning Konoha and jabbing Jess with a Fresh Water.

[Esprit15]

Aw, is the civie killer gonna cry now? How about you man up and quit running like a ****ing coward! Artemis pulls back her arm as though drawing a bow, and another bolt of wind flies from her, this time aimed at the Scyther.
Air Slash
Special, Flying
AC: [roll0] 5 after dark, Flinch on 15-20
Damage: [roll1]
If Crit: +[roll2]

If the attack hits, she then recalls Aquilla.

[MesiDoomstalker]

Ethan grabs a balls from his belt, releasing the Roggenrola he looted redistributed earlier. He then studies the Duskull that was running a muk.

Rogg to W29
Don't fail me again [roll0]

HP: 49/49
Def: 13
SDef: 6

[Eshkigal]

Paul:
"What, you can't take it when it's your mon? Well, tough ****, son, it's about to get a lot worse."
He drops down onto the cart from the tower, pulling out a potion as he does so and giving it to Buck. (V21)

[Arcran]

One down, four to go. (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/ccc?key=0Akuo1v6xJCoXdG9tUWxuWEZPdlRac0dKcjV3Ymx4d 1E&pli=1#gid=0)

Jessica sighs in relief at the Fresh Water and heals Elly of her Poison with her powers, muttering a thank you.

Once again Ethan’s studies fail him, being unable to identify anything about the Duskull. Up front Mark opens fire with his crossbow. A mighty burst of flames resounds, knocking one of the mercs back.

Waves of pure fury roll into your minds as Artemis cuts down his Scyther (not killing it). He’s mad; extremely so. With a shout he getsures at his Duskull, causing it to float over and unleash a column of flames at Taylor, Artemis, and Ethan. The rain douses the flames slightly, stopping them from being quite as hot, but they inflict heavy damage. Taylor almost goes down from the burst as well.

Little bitch ass Psychic can’t take a hit! he shouts as Artemis falls unconscious, her armor heating to unbearable levels.

Initiative:
Gerald
Numbers
Group
Akinektos
Duskull
Honchkrow
Scyther
Kadabra
Aquilla (13)
Chief (11)
Thor (11)
Konoha (11)
Mystery ‘mons
Elly (10)
Dilumvium (7)
Sim (7)
Wagner (7)
Litwick
Rhyhorn
Sparky (6)
Willy (6)
Taylor’s Sandshrew
Ollie (4)
Mjolnir (3)
Luna (2)

Key
Pa: Paul
Numbers: Squads
Ho: Honchkrow
Ak: Akinektos
Et: Ethan
Ma: Mark
Wd: Wagon Driver
Ge: Gerald (Sparky with)
Dk: Dumb Kids
Ja: James
Is: Isaac
Je: Jessica
Ta: Taylor
Ar; Artemis
Di: (V31, 5 up)
Ro: Romeo
Jo: John
Wi: Willy
Ch: Chief
Me: Merchants
Ze: Zebstrika
La: Lairon
Wa: Wagner
Ka: Kadabra
Sa: Sandshrew
Di: Dilumvium (With Arte)
Ko: Konoha
El: Elly
Aq: Aquilla
Number?: Mystery ‘mons
Lu: Luna
KO: Unconscious Merchant/Kid
Si: Sim

DamageL
66 Arte.
37 Ethan.


Up to Stunky.

[Arcran]

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The troops continue to command their teams, Stunky swarming the party. With Konoha down both of the rear ones are free to move. One loops right attacking Ollie with sharp claws. The other loops near Elly, attacking it with its partner. The previously Confused ones snaps out of it, clawing at Elly. Its blow seems amplified and the two beasts hit the Umbreon hard.

The two poor souls near Gerald call out to the Stunky, having it rush at the spider before it can hit them with another web. It connects, dropping the Joltik into unconsciousness.

All three Stunky close on Willy, desperately trying to take the Sandshrew down. They just barely succeed; Willy barely falling unconscious. The last Stunky up front claws at Buck once again.

Initiative:
Gerald
Numbers
Group
Akinektos
Duskull
Honchkrow
Scyther
Kadabra
Aquilla (13)
Chief (11)
Thor (11)
Konoha (11)
Mystery ‘mons
Elly (10)
Dilumvium (7)
Sim (7)
Wagner (7)
Litwick
Rhyhorn
Sparky (6)
Willy (6)
Taylor’s Sandshrew
Ollie (4)
Mjolnir (3)
Luna (2)

Key
Pa: Paul
Numbers: Squads
Ho: Honchkrow
Ak: Akinektos
Et: Ethan
Ma: Mark
Wd: Wagon Driver
Ge: Gerald (Sparky with)
Dk: Dumb Kids
Ja: James
Is: Isaac
Je: Jessica
Ta: Taylor
Ar; Artemis
Di: (V31, 5 up)
Ro: Romeo
Jo: John
Wi: Willy
Ch: Chief
Me: Merchants
Ze: Zebstrika
La: Lairon
Wa: Wagner
Ka: Kadabra
Sa: Sandshrew
Di: Dilumvium (With Arte)
Ko: Konoha
El: Elly
Aq: Aquilla
Number?: Mystery ‘mons
Lu: Luna
KO: Unconscious Merchant/Kid
Si: Sim

DamageL
15 Ollie.
41 Elly.
15 Sparky.
37 Willy.
12 Buck.


Slow Pokemon.

[Esprit15]

Ah, the rain. Far superior to the sun, in the opinion of the Castform. The weather caused far more havoc in general, he thinks as Artemis's bolt of air cuts the Scyther down. An excellent shot, Madame. And then the flames burst from the Duskull, knocking his trainer out. Oh Kyogre! Even his rain wasn't enough to soften the attack! Very well, he was trained well by his trainer still. What has she taught you... Always keep range in your favor. That's why he had been prefered over Aquilla as of recent. Time to have some fun... The Castform flies forward in a swirl, ending 10m above 30S. Cast! (Drown!) He fires a torrent of water at the Pokémon that downed his trainer with flames.

Water Gun
Water, Special
AC: [roll0] 4
Damage: [roll1]
If Crit: +[roll2]

x1.5 from Rain

[IrnBruAddict]

Romeo commands Elly to hit one with a pursuit, and she goes for the one on the cart. 'Come on girl, we ain't losing to guys like this. You can do it, Elanor Alicia Versa!'

[roll0], 2+def
[roll1] dark type physical damage

Romeo activates I Believe in You!
[roll2] extra gamage

[Eshkigal]

Kubota waddles her gut over to T34, right by the cart. She's panting for air there.

[MesiDoomstalker]

You tipped your hand. That's not a Duskull, thats a Zoroark! Everyone, its a Dark type! Mjolnir, demonstrate for me! Both Ollie and Mjolnir Take Down their respective targets.

T30 for Mjolnir, Z37 for Ollie

Take Down: AC 7 physical Normal, recoil 1/4th
[roll0] Ollie
[roll1]
[roll2] Mjolnir
[roll3]

[Arcran]

As the group of you continue to fight, you all fall one by one. The men attacking Gerald strike him down with a rifle butt as he recalls Sparky. Ethan puts up a valiant fight but eventually goes down to Akinektos and his men. Paul is shot as he attempts to fight off the troops, his considerable bulk causing the wagon to creak. Dilumvium is returned, albeit reluctantly, by a soldier who grabs his Pokemon from Artemis's belt. Romeo, seeing his friends and allies go down, is surrender. When the soldier start gunning down the civilians though, they hit him across the back of the head, causing him to slump in his chair. When he screams to not hurt the kids, they actually listen, taking them hostage as well. You can't tell what happened to Mark and the twins but Jessica and Taylor weren't killed either. As you all pass into the avoid you awake many hours later.

Artemis:
You awake from your sleep, not plagued by the nightmares for the first time in a few nights.

You find yourself in a small room. While it doesn't scream "PRISON," quite the opposite in fact, that is obviously what it is, although it is far too nice to be a real one. It is quite well lit with a cot, toilet, and even a small desk with some paper and pencils as well as a pen. A steel door marks the entrance. A small plate of food, apparently Pidgey Roast, sits on the table as well as a glass of water.

As you regain consciousness you notice the familiar weight of your Pokemon belt gone. You reach out instinctively with Telepathy but find your senses blurred, disoriented. An attempt to control the air gets you little more than a little breeze. Your armor is gone as well.

You step forward, noticing for the first time the weight of a heavy chain on your ankle. You also notice your burns feel far better than before; you feel almost fine in fact.

Paul:
You find yourself in a small room. While it doesn't scream "PRISON," quite the opposite in fact, that is obviously what it is, although it is far too nice to be a real one. It is quite well lit with a cot, toilet, and even a small desk with some paper and pencils as well as a pen. A steel door marks the entrance. A small plate of food, apparently Pidgey Roast, sits on the table as well as a glass of water.

As you reach for Willy's Pokeball to break free you find your belt is gone. Gun, supplies, all of it. Your bullet wounds are magically healed, bandaged, and otherwise fixed.

As you walk forward you notice a heavy chain around your ankle, restricting your movements slightly.

You can't tell if it is a halucination from blood loss or what, but you could swear you hear the familiar squeak of a Rattata.

Gerald:
You find yourself in a small room. While it doesn't scream "PRISON," quite the opposite in fact, that is obviously what it is, although it is far too nice to be a real one. It is quite well lit with a cot, toilet, and even a small desk with some paper and pencils as well as a pen. A steel door marks the entrance. A small plate of food, apparently Pidgey Roast, sits on the table as well as a glass of water.

As you growl in rage, reaching for Sparky's Pokeball, you find it gone. Sparky, Wagner, Kubota, all of them. Your gun; gone. Your mech arm has some strange restraint of the shouler and at an attempt to move it you find the movements severely restricted; your arms moves as if it was going through corn syrup.

As you get up to rush to the door and yell in rage you fall hard on your face, tripping over the heavy chain around your ankle. As you brace for the scabs from the shots and cuts opening you are surprised to find them all expertly bandaged and healed. You'd been captured a few times before, but good medical care? That was a first.

Romeo:
You awake from your sleep, not plagued by the nightmares for the first time in a few nights.

You find yourself in a small room. While it doesn't scream "PRISON," quite the opposite in fact, that is obviously what it is, although it is far too nice to be a real one. It is quite well lit with a cot, toilet, and even a small desk with some paper and pencils. A steel door marks the entrance. A small plate of food, apparently Pidgey Roast, sits on the table as well as a glass of water.

It all comes back to you. The attack, the merchants being shot, all of it. You have a throbbing headache as well.

As you reach for the reassurance of Elly's Pokeball you find it gone as well as the rest of your team. You still have your wheelchair though, albeit slightly more beat up than it was before. All you medic supplies are gone as well as that good old cane.

Ethan:
You find yourself in a small room. While it doesn't scream "PRISON," quite the opposite in fact, that is obviously what it is, although it is far too nice to be a real one. It is quite well lit with a cot, toilet, and even a small desk with some paper and pencils. A steel door marks the entrance. A small plate of food, apparently Pidgey Roast, sits on the table as well as a glass of water.

You notice your right arm feels much lighter; your mech arm appears to be gone. As you reach for the Pokeball containing Mjolnir you find it, as well as the rest of your team, gone.

There is a small laptop lying on your bed. As you step to investigate you notice the clanking of the iron chain around your ankle.

All:
Teams, items, and anything else I mentioned are gone. I suggest you find out what the muk is happening.

4k EXP for the fight.

[Eshkigal]

Gerald growls, still, before turning over. Fact: He was trapped. Arm dysfunctional, detach working? He attempts to will the arm off, before pulling himself up with one arm. Need tools. Kitchenware. Poor bastards, he could possibly use this. He looks at the shoulder guard and manacle, trying to figure out a way through this...

[MesiDoomstalker]

This certainly wasn't what I was expecting. If I don't see a shadowed figure on the laptop, taunting my captivity and how useful I'll be to him, I'll be thoroughly thrown for a loop. Ethan goes over to the desk and sits down. No big hurry. No need to panic. Something was up and I bet they want me to find out. Why else would they give me tech? Probably not connected to anything, but worth a shot.

He flips open the laptop and hits the power button. He ignores the food for now. He wasn't exactly hungry right now.

[Esprit15]

Artemis kicks the chain, trying to phase her leg through it. The place was clearly too well prepared for her to try to leave, based on the people they fought earlier, but might as well be more comfortable, right?

Regardless of whether she succeeds or not, she takes a look around her room, looking for anything of note.
Spot Check: [roll0]
Suggested INT Check as well: [roll1]

She just glares at the food. Burnt, captured, knocked out and then a nice little meal? Who the Void captured her?

[IrnBruAddict]

Romeo snatches the locket of Mew he always wore under his shirt. He looks at it with pure venom and hatred. Where were you?Where were you when they took Elly and Arte and the others? he thinks. He tears it off himself and throws it across the room. Then he rolls over to the plate, and chucks than at the door, smashing it against the wall. The glass soon follows. Then he climbs out of his wheelchair onto the floor. He tries to chuck his wheelchair away too, but he was probably too weak to do so.

'WHERE THE VOID WERE YOU?!? YOU SON OF A BITCH!!! WHERE WERE YOU!?!'

str check to chuck the wheelchair at the door: [roll0]

[Arcran]

Gerald growls, still, before turning over. Fact: He was trapped. Arm dysfunctional, detach working? He attempts to will the arm off, before pulling himself up with one arm. Need tools. Kitchenware. Poor bastards, he could possibly use this. He looks at the shoulder guard and manacle, trying to figure out a way through this...

You manage to pop the arm off, a burst of steam following it. A quick lookover shows it isn't the most professional job to clog it up; it seems to mostly just have been jammed full of some kind of spray foam that appears to be inhibiting the electrical currents. It feels spongy to the touch but when you attempt to apply pressure it seems to be quite tear resistant.


This certainly wasn't what I was expecting. If I don't see a shadowed figure on the laptop, taunting my captivity and how useful I'll be to him, I'll be thoroughly thrown for a loop. Ethan goes over to the desk and sits down. No big hurry. No need to panic. Something was up and I bet they want me to find out. Why else would they give me tech? Probably not connected to anything, but worth a shot.

He flips open the laptop and hits the power button. He ignores the food for now. He wasn't exactly hungry right now.

As you open the laptop the familiar log-on screen appears with one small change; instead of "Password" it is displaying "Name."


Artemis kicks the chain, trying to phase her leg through it. The place was clearly too well prepared for her to try to leave, based on the people they fought earlier, but might as well be more comfortable, right?

Regardless of whether she succeeds or not, she takes a look around her room, looking for anything of note.
Spot Check: [roll0]
Suggested INT Check as well: [roll1]

She just glares at the food. Burnt, captured, knocked out and then a nice little meal? Who the Void captured her?

Try as you might it seems something is blocking that connection to your psychic powers. An attempt to cut it with a blast of air fails as well.

As you look over the room you see a miniscule camera in the top corner that appears to be tracking your movements. There is also are poorly disguised parts of the wall that seem to have been patched.


Romeo snatches the locket of Mew he always wore under his shirt. He looks at it with pure venom and hatred. Where were you?Where were you when they took Elly and Arte and the others? he thinks. He tears it off himself and throws it across the room. Then he rolls over to the plate, and chucks than at the door, smashing it against the wall. The glass soon follows. Then he climbs out of his wheelchair onto the floor. He tries to chuck his wheelchair away too, but he was probably too weak to do so.

'WHERE THE VOID WERE YOU?!? YOU SON OF A BITCH!!! WHERE WERE YOU!?!'

str check to chuck the wheelchair at the door: [roll0]

As you crawl out of the wheelchair to throw it you tip it over. The chair, seemingly not heavy, falls hard on your legs, causing you to fall unconscious in pain. As you fall into darkness you see the door open and a pair of boots.

You find yourself drifting away from your body, looking down. You see Akinektos looking down on your body, a frown on his face as he points to two nearby goons to carry you away. Before you see more though you are pulled up, a sharp tug around your navel. You fly up at an incredible rate, becoming noxious but without anything to puke out. You find yourself far above the world, looking down. It is truly a wondrous sight; the globe glittering up at you. Then you hear the music; a light, airy tune. As you turn towards the source you see a pink light apparently coming down from the moon.

[MesiDoomstalker]

Name? Surely you could have found my name on my person. I had a wallet you know. I better find all the same bills in it too. Ethan types Ethan James Halsey.

[Esprit15]

Artemis tugs at the chains, but they don't give. I'm locked up, why do I need to be chained too? She was getting hungry though. No, focus. Patched walls... She gets up and tries to push against the (if she is too far away from them to touch them, she throws a pen at it as hard as she can).

[Eshkigal]

Hm. How did they get this in without taking the arm off? Have to waterproof this later...Experimentally, he tries the silverware, and the pencil and pen on the substance after removing the thunder stone shard. Tear resistant doesn't mean blade resistant, after all...

[IrnBruAddict]

As Romeo sees the pink thing before him, he's still trying to work things out. 'What, so I'm dead now? Well thanks! Why the void didn't you let me die to the hitman earlier. I know this would probably still have happened,but I could have died with some peace. But NO! You keep me alive just to **** with me more?' Romeo gives the finger to he ball of pink light. 'I'd rather burn in the Void with Darkrai than go to heaven with you. You abandoned me when I needed you. Yeah, you suck! I said it. I'm glad Elly is an Umbreon. Cos if they kill her, I know she'll come and kick your ass.'

Romeo feels all the anger drain out of him. Not just anger, but all his emotions. Hope, joy, sadness, fear, every little thing that made Romeo who he was was slipping away. 'Just .... go.' he says, sounding tired, looking away from it. 'Go away. I .... I ... I can't. Not now. I'm done.'

[Arcran]

Name? Surely you could have found my name on my person. I had a wallet you know. I better find all the same bills in it too. Ethan types Ethan James Halsey.

Acess granted.....
A brief loading screen later you find the desktop with two icons. One is labeled "Potential Recruit File #167830, the other Weapon C13 (Intel).


Artemis tugs at the chains, but they don't give. I'm locked up, why do I need to be chained too? She was getting hungry though. No, focus. Patched walls... She gets up and tries to push against the (if she is too far away from them to touch them, she throws a pen at it as hard as she can).

The wall seems slightly less solid then the surrouding area; not enough that you could punch through but a good heavy object could easily punch through it. To where, who knows?


Hm. How did they get this in without taking the arm off? Have to waterproof this later...Experimentally, he tries the silverware, and the pencil and pen on the substance after removing the thunder stone shard. Tear resistant doesn't mean blade resistant, after all...

The butter knife can, albeit slowly, cut through the spongry material. The pencil and pen punch holes efficiently but don't seem very adept at removing it.

[MesiDoomstalker]

Ethan ponders for a moment. If this is what I think it is, I'll have new found respect for them. Ethan clicks on Potential Recruit File #167830.

[Arcran]

As Romeo sees the pink thing before him, he's still trying to work things out. 'What, so I'm dead now? Well thanks! Why the void didn't you let me die to the hitman earlier. I know this would probably still have happened,but I could have died with some peace. But NO! You keep me alive just to **** with me more?' Romeo gives the finger to he ball of pink light. 'I'd rather burn in the Void with Darkrai than go to heaven with you. You abandoned me when I needed you. Yeah, you suck! I said it. I'm glad Elly is an Umbreon. Cos if they kill her, I know she'll come and kick your ass.'

Romeo feels all the anger drain out of him. Not just anger, but all his emotions. Hope, joy, sadness, fear, every little thing that made Romeo who he was was slipping away. 'Just .... go.' he says, sounding tired, looking away from it. 'Go away. I .... I ... I can't. Not now. I'm done.'

"Darkrai? You'd rather be with Darkrai?" the voice says, melodically sweet and strangely calm after your tirade. "You would not like my sibling; all darkness, shadows, gloom. Yours and his spirit would be in direct opposition which would lead to your death. No, you are not dead. Not yet at least," the form says, coalescing into a breathtakingly beautiful woman with shoulder length blonde hair.

"I'm am not your patron; I am not Mew. And you are right; rarely does he interfere in the affairs of mortals. I doubt he even knows of your current plight. I do though, Alan Versa. You are different than those you call allies. You are a bright light among a sea of grey. I know your hopes, your dreams. I gave life to them."

[Eshkigal]

Gerald pokes several holes in the foam with the pen and pencil, before using the butter knife. They want to muk with him? Muk them, all life has ever done is muk with him. They come in, he has a muking club now.

[Esprit15]

"Heh, idiots..." She gives a glance at the camera though. Judgement, they'd see me in a heartbeat. And I'm still chained in her pretty well. Hm...
"Well!? What do you want from me!? Why go through the effort, huh!? You set up an ambush, likely put up with Uxie knows how many violent wilds, go through the effort to take us out and probably killed more than a few people on the caravan, then patch me up and put me in a cozy little cell! Why!? If you want something, just MUKING TELL ME!" She breaks into Unovan. "I MEAN WHAT'S THE MUKING POINT!? ****ING ****S AND GIGGLES!? ONE OF YOUR CRAZY GUYS WAS ABOUT READY TO ****ING MURDER US! VOID! WHY THE MUK DIDN'T HE!? HE HAD A PERFECT SHOT, CLEARLY!!!"
She grabs the chair and throws it at the camera.
STR: [roll0]
"SOMEONE LET ME OUT OF THIS THING!!!" She yanks on the chain that was restraining her.
STR again: [roll1]

[IrnBruAddict]

'I ... I can't do it anymore. I'm not a hero. I'm not. I'm just some jerk with a big ego who hurts people. Too weak to protect anyone. Too pathetic to die. I'm not sure what to do anymore. My desires caused all of this. I'm a failure as a healer. I'm a failure as a breeder. I'm a failure as a person.' If Romeo could cry in this extra dimensional space, his face would be covered with tears and snot. 'You said Darkrai would kill me? Maybe that's what I deserve. Maybe ..... maybe...'

He turned and looked a the pink light who was now a woman. If Darkrai was the brother then that meant ...

'I don't know what to do anymore. How can I go on? Can I save Elly? And Arte and Jessica and the kids? I don't know what I should do. Help me Cressila. Tell me what I should do. Please' He was practically begging the woman for guidance.

[Arcran]

Ethan ponders for a moment. If this is what I think it is, I'll have new found respect for them. Ethan clicks on Potential Recruit File #167830.

As you open the file it's.... you.

Your less than savory experiments. News clippings. articles about your trials. Analysis of them.

Towards the bottom, a footnote.

"Currently in Team Rocket application process. If turned could be critical in Weapons Department. Anni sent on snatch for whole crew of potentials. Results pending."


Gerald pokes several holes in the foam with the pen and pencil, before using the butter knife. They want to muk with him? Muk them, all life has ever done is muk with him. They come in, he has a muking club now.

You work on the arm for almost an hour. By the end the elbow is almost done but that's about it. Just then you hear pounding on your door.


"Heh, idiots..." She gives a glance at the camera though. Judgement, they'd see me in a heartbeat. And I'm still chained in her pretty well. Hm...
"Well!? What do you want from me!? Why go through the effort, huh!? You set up an ambush, likely put up with Uxie knows how many violent wilds, go through the effort to take us out and probably killed more than a few people on the caravan, then patch me up and put me in a cozy little cell! Why!? If you want something, just MUKING TELL ME!" She breaks into Unovan. "I MEAN WHAT'S THE MUKING POINT!? ****ING ****S AND GIGGLES!? ONE OF YOUR CRAZY GUYS WAS ABOUT READY TO ****ING MURDER US! VOID! WHY THE MUK DIDN'T HE!? HE HAD A PERFECT SHOT, CLEARLY!!!"
She grabs the chair and throws it at the camera.
STR: [roll0]
"SOMEONE LET ME OUT OF THIS THING!!!" She yanks on the chain that was restraining her.
STR again: [roll1]

Your throw crushes the camera, sparks flying.

The steel door swings open and a man walks into the room; obviously Anni.

Now Artemis, why would you do that? That was just rude." he says, a sinister smile on his face. [b]Please, take a seat. We have things to discuss.


'I ... I can't do it anymore. I'm not a hero. I'm not. I'm just some jerk with a big ego who hurts people. Too weak to protect anyone. Too pathetic to die. I'm not sure what to do anymore. My desires caused all of this. I'm a failure as a healer. I'm a failure as a breeder. I'm a failure as a person.' If Romeo could cry in this extra dimensional space, his face would be covered with tears and snot. 'You said Darkrai would kill me? Maybe that's what I deserve. Maybe ..... maybe...'

He turned and looked a the pink light who was now a woman. If Darkrai was the brother then that meant ...

'I don't know what to do anymore. How can I go on? Can I save Elly? And Arte and Jessica and the kids? I don't know what I should do. Help me Cressila. Tell me what I should do. Please' He was practically begging the woman for guidance.

"Go on? First, escape. You will find a way. I will guide you. I will help you escape and save your allies. I have conditions though; rules, if you will. Would you hear them?"

[Eshkigal]

"Go away, I haven't even gotten up to making the shiv yet. What the Void did you pour in here anyway?"
He doesn't look up from his work. If it only took an hour to clear the elbow, the rest should only take a day!

[MesiDoomstalker]

Mostly what I expected. Though your obviously not Rocket. Question is who are you? No doubt your other planted info will reveal that. Ethan tabs out of his file. He knew its interworkings already, but he'd look over what they knew later. He opens the other file.

[IrnBruAddict]

'Go on Cressila. Tell me how I can save them. I can't promise I can forgive Mew, but I'll place my faith in you. Me and Mew will sort it out later. Tell me your rules. Please.'

[Esprit15]

"Setting fire to people in metal is rude too, but you have no qualms about that." She sits on the desk. Not grabbing the chair. Shows weakness, regretting actions. She just glares at him. "What do you want?"

[Arcran]

"Go away, I haven't even gotten up to making the shiv yet. What the Void did you pour in here anyway?"
He doesn't look up from his work. If it only took an hour to clear the elbow, the rest should only take a day!

The door is pushed open. Two guards appear at the door.

"In it? The good stuff," they say, kicking you down and taking your arm before leaving you with a butter knife and a newly forming bruise on your eye.


Mostly what I expected. Though your obviously not Rocket. Question is who are you? No doubt your other planted info will reveal that. Ethan tabs out of his file. He knew its interworkings already, but he'd look over what they knew later. He opens the other file.

This one is far more interesting. On the very front is a picture that is painfully familiar; the Skorupi mechs. Hundreds of pages go through their inner workings, how they were made, where they were made. What makes them work. How there are different tiers in their society; apparently the Drapion you had fought likely belonged to the Warrior Caste, a higher group of the hive. They can communicate telepathically. Engineered as killing machines they still had some flaws. Interestingly, they were made by Team Rocket, obviously not who these people are. Just as you're getting into how they work you hear a knock at the door.


'Go on Cressila. Tell me how I can save them. I can't promise I can forgive Mew, but I'll place my faith in you. Me and Mew will sort it out later. Tell me your rules. Please.'

"You will become my champion, my tool. You will go forth as an instrument of light. War is coming; I have forseen it. The other gods ignore the signs, ignore the war. You will join Team Rocket; only there will you have a chance to stop the inevitable conflict. You must escape this prison. You will be my knight in shining armor among the mortals. From now to the day you die you will be my servant, my tool."

Seeing your likely surprise at the mention of Team Rocket, she explains.

"While their methods are rarely savory, they will not force you to do unnecessary evil. I can not tell you more than that; you must simply trust me when I say whatever evil you do will be repaid four times over in good."


"Setting fire to people in metal is rude too, but you have no qualms about that." She sits on the desk. Not grabbing the chair. Shows weakness, regretting actions. She just glares at him. "What do you want?"

A sharp tongue to match those air blades, he says with a poor attempt at levity. We have a business proposition for you. We know of your involvement with Team Rocket. Now tell us, why are you joining? Money? Some personal vendetta? Or is it something else?

[Eshkigal]

Gerald sits up, not even bothering to rub the eye as he shakes his head.
"Judge Void it, grimermukers are annoying. Can't hit worth a damn, either."
And with that, he begins taking stock of what's left, and tries to pick the lock on his leg manacle with the butter knife and pen because what're they going to do, kill him and his team? Probably going to do that in the end anyway.
[roll0]-dex check, subtract what you deem fit
[roll1]-int check (Of course it's a terrible idea. But really, what ideas are left?)

[MesiDoomstalker]

Ethan just grins. They at least knew how to properly bribe him. Without looking away from the screen as he studies the files, searching for information on the strange heart-like orb he collected. A prisoner with privacy? This is a first. I'm sure you will enter with or without my consent, but you may enter if you wish. I won't put up resistance, I know when I've been bested.

[Esprit15]

Artemis sighs and spins a pencil in her fingers. Had to at least move or she'd probably go insane. "I honestly don't see why I should even say. They found me, invited me to speak to them about a job offer. It fits what I'm good at." She looks around the room absentmindedly before returning to glaring at Ani. "Now if you wanted business, there are numerous better ways to go about it than assaulting us in the wilds and abducting us. Have you ever tried notes? Or phone calls. Much less of a mess to go about things that way." She leans back a bit. Hm, that Pidgey does look good- no, focus. "In all, what little I've seen of you doesn't impress me. You're a more adept fighter, sure, but that was in conditions that HEAVILY favored you and your allies. And you had to severely outnumber us. Far too many resources. Void, from some of the screams I heard, Gerald even was able to take two of them for a while, and he has been a long time since a real fight. You guys had trouble with a few new recruits who were still trying to prove their worth, and nearly failed!

Then there was that little stunt you pulled in Saffron. And I thought I did some rash things." She motions to herself, and gives a small smile. She tries to look at his mind, but grows dizzy, and clasps her head. "Bleh...what did you guys hit me with? I feel like I'm looking underwater without goggles..."

[hustlertwo]

Paul staggers to his feet, holding his head.

Too long without a proper fix...haven't been feeling like myself lately.

He spends a few moments slamming his mixture of brawn and flab into the door, then settles back into the chair and absentmindedly chews on the Pidgey.

Sorry Hank, but it's been, what, three days? Guy's gotta eat. The real tragedy is that they roasted one of your brethren. Everyone knows Pidgey is best when deep-fried.

At the sound of the squeak he perks up.

Who's there?

Does the Ace Trainer bonus apply to the 4k?

[IrnBruAddict]

Romeo still looks miserable. But a bit of hope was shining through. 'I'm not a soldier, but I'll try. And I assume when you talk of necessary evil, you mean things like killing guys like Anni? I've never been one to fight, but people like him need to be stopped. I'll try. Even if I die, at least I can say I tried my hardest. I'll fight for my happy ending.'

[Arcran]

Gerald sits up, not even bothering to rub the eye as he shakes his head.
"Judge Void it, grimermukers are annoying. Can't hit worth a damn, either."
And with that, he begins taking stock of what's left, and tries to pick the lock on his leg manacle with the butter knife and pen because what're they going to do, kill him and his team? Probably going to do that in the end anyway.
[roll0]-dex check, subtract what you deem fit
[roll1]-int check (Of course it's a terrible idea. But really, what ideas are left?)

With a clink you just manage to pop the lock open, relying more on skills and instinct than any form of studying it. There is no immediate response; nobody rushes into your room to beat you down or anything. You can barely contain a sigh of relief as the blood rushes into your foot; did it really have to be so tight?


Ethan just grins. They at least knew how to properly bribe him. Without looking away from the screen as he studies the files, searching for information on the strange heart-like orb he collected. A prisoner with privacy? This is a first. I'm sure you will enter with or without my consent, but you may enter if you wish. I won't put up resistance, I know when I've been bested.

Akinektos strides into the room, still wearing his armor, albeit without clothes over it. On the chest you see a small insignia blazed one it; a golden "G" right above his heart.

That's good; we'd hate to have to hurt you again, he says, taking a seat at your desk.

So tell me; why are you joining Team Rocket? Is it the money? Some personal vendetta? A chance to let those experiments thrive? he says with a gesture towards the laptop.


Artemis sighs and spins a pencil in her fingers. Had to at least move or she'd probably go insane. "I honestly don't see why I should even say. They found me, invited me to speak to them about a job offer. It fits what I'm good at." She looks around the room absentmindedly before returning to glaring at Ani. "Now if you wanted business, there are numerous better ways to go about it than assaulting us in the wilds and abducting us. Have you ever tried notes? Or phone calls. Much less of a mess to go about things that way." She leans back a bit. Hm, that Pidgey does look good- no, focus. "In all, what little I've seen of you doesn't impress me. You're a more adept fighter, sure, but that was in conditions that HEAVILY favored you and your allies. And you had to severely outnumber us. Far too many resources. Void, from some of the screams I heard, Gerald even was able to take two of them for a while, and he has been a long time since a real fight. You guys had trouble with a few new recruits who were still trying to prove their worth, and nearly failed!

Then there was that little stunt you pulled in Saffron. And I thought I did some rash things." She motions to herself, and gives a small smile. She tries to look at his mind, but grows dizzy, and clasps her head. "Bleh...what did you guys hit me with? I feel like I'm looking underwater without goggles..."

Give you? Why nothing of course, Akinektos says, grinning widely. Even without your psychic powers you can tell he is lying.

So you take us having greater resources and better supplies as weakness? That's interesting... he says, playing with the shirt he has on. You can tell he has something bulky underneath; presumably the armor from earlier. That may mean you are cut out for working with us; winning against the odds is not something we are fond of.

I understand how you feel. You likely think I'm a sociopath out to simply kill and murder. I'd be lying if I said I didn't take pleasure in the battles but I don't do this for the fights. No, I do it for so much more. Now, I'll ask once again. Why are you trying to join Team Rocket?


Paul staggers to his feet, holding his head.

Too long without a proper fix...haven't been feeling like myself lately.

He spends a few moments slamming his mixture of brawn and flab into the door, then settles back into the chair and absentmindedly chews on the Pidgey.

Sorry Hank, but it's been, what, three days? Guy's gotta eat. The real tragedy is that they roasted one of your brethren. Everyone knows Pidgey is best when deep-fried.

At the sound of the squeak he perks up.

Who's there?

Does the Ace Trainer bonus apply to the 4k?

Sorry, 1.2 does in fact apply. Forgot to do that for you guys.
As you look for the source your keen hearing leads you to a small hole in the wall by your toilet. I can't be more than an inch or two across; its small. Two beady red eyes glare out of it at you.


Romeo still looks miserable. But a bit of hope was shining through. 'I'm not a soldier, but I'll try. And I assume when you talk of necessary evil, you mean things like killing guys like Anni? I've never been one to fight, but people like him need to be stopped. I'll try. Even if I die, at least I can say I tried my hardest. I'll fight for my happy ending.'

"That is good. The world has more than its fair share of soldiers; those who are willing to fight and have honor, virtues, honesty? And those that held onto a faith through it? Far more rare and far more valuable." Cressalia says, obviously well pleased with your choice.

"The time has come for you to return," Cressalia says, looking at you. Your Mewish Necklace appears in the air. Cressalia reaches out her hand and grabs it. Her hand glows bright for a second before she hands the charm back to you. As you take it you see a half crescent of a moon; the token is warm to the touch.

"Whenever you have need to speak to me simply clutch this and speak my name; I will hear you. I have one last parting gift," she says, cutting of a lock of her hair. As it separates from her body it becomes a softly glowing feather, pink in hue.

"When your need is most desperate use this gift. Be wary; only once may it be used, and I am only permitted to give this to a mortal once in a very long time. Beware as you return; just as I have chosen you as my champion, my brother has his own throughout the world; among them the one that captured you and your friends."

Cressalia gestures as if to send you back but then stops as if remembering one last detail.

"Before you leave, take this," she says, handing you a chain that would seem to fit right around Elly's throat.

"Even as you chose the Form of Light for your companion, this will allow her to return to the Light whenever she dons it. Now return my Romeo. You have sworn yourself to me; exactly what that entails is a conversation for when we have more time; My first command is to break free. Beware Akinektos; he will be able to recognize you as one of mine."

With another lurch you find yourself launched back down to the ground below.

You awake, gasping for breath on a hospital bed. Your wrist is chained to it.

"He's concious. Somebody get Anni. He wants to talk to all of them in private."

In your pocket you can feel the chain and feather from Cressalia, her necklace now lies around your neck. Even more curiously, your legs feel fine. You can tell from your medical experience that the drugs they have hooked up to you wouldn't have that profound of an effect; could she have healed you as well?

Break free.

[MesiDoomstalker]

This is quite interesting. I assume your with some other organization like Team Rocket. An organization who takes pains to remain hidden, or at least your illicit activies don't come to light. What does the G stand for?

[Eshkigal]

With freedom to move, Gerald looks around first, before trying to drag the cot and table over to the side. He then takes stock of what's in the room with him.

[hustlertwo]

Paul rips off a hunk of the bird and places it a few inches forward from the hole.

Come on out, little one. Still plenty of flesh on this carcass to feed you as well as I.

[hustlertwo]

If the rat emerges Paul will attempt to contact its mind.

Channel attempt:

[roll0]

[Esprit15]

"Such a terrible liar. Shame whatever it was is preventing me from getting the truth out of you, but so be it." She looks at the lights every few minutes to test her abilities. They always flicker every now and then anyways.

"Not weakness per se, but it shows a lack of confidence, though it sounds like you weren't exactly working with experts. Still, if you have to arm a bunch of inexperienced guys with thermal scopes, military grade weapons and so forth..." She trails off, figuring it was clear where she was going. "There's fighting against the odds. Not smart. Then there's being prepared. That's proper. Then there's using an assault rifle to take out a Spearow. That's just ridiculous overkill. But hey, you guys apparently needed all of that to take out a caravan. So be it."

"Oh, 'think' implies I'm uncertain. Perhaps I'm wrong, but all evidence says that you are, causing me to believe myself certain. Your motive likely varies, but your actions are those of a sociopath. Murdering in broad daylight regardless of the risk, repeated offenses with no signs of remorse, and at times even reveling in the act... Yep, textbook sociopath. Oh, and extra points for believing it is for some greater purpose. In fact, your motive is irrelevant. Your actions are those of one who lacks empathy and does not acknowledge or care for the consequences of their actions to yourself or others. If that's not sociopathic, then I'm a Mystic."

She lies down on the table, annoyed but putting up with it for now, since she lacked a choice. "I'm sure you could find an Empath who can dig for the answer. Or you can remember back to about a minute ago where I outlined my reasons. Void, you know my name, you likely know my history. Your answer should practically write itself. Now what do you want with me? You won't get ransom, that's for sure. Not even in the team yet, and my family doesn't give a Patrat's ass about me, so you're just **** out of luck there. And if it was recruitment like I guessed earlier, again, how about approaching people instead of violently abducting them? Well, ****ty methods of recruitment. Guess it goes with the ****ty recruits that it garners." Artemis stretches and yawns, a few joints popping. "So do you have any questions on things that only I can answer, or is this the part where you act on that threat you made earlier and put me through pain to get answers to questions that any decent bit of research could likely dig up?"

[Arcran]

This is quite interesting. I assume your with some other organization like Team Rocket. An organization who takes pains to remain hidden, or at least your illicit activies don't come to light. What does the G stand for?

Galactic; a place where people like us can work for things larger than you or I can even imagine. But anyways, our proposition, Anni says, a grin on his face. You are a prospect for Team Rocket. Due to your background with technologically and those experiments there is a good chance you'll be thrown into that group. Now, the man that leaked us the Skorupi tech has gone missing and we could use a new friend in the system. You'll be well compensated as befits the inherent dangers of the work.


With freedom to move, Gerald looks around first, before trying to drag the cot and table over to the side. He then takes stock of what's in the room with him.

There doesn't seem to be much other than what you found in your initial attempt; the silverware, paper, pens and pencils.You do find a small piece of concrete chipped off from the wall under the bed, but it is only about the size of your fist.


If the rat emerges Paul will attempt to contact its mind.

Channel attempt:

[roll0]

The Pokemon emerges from the hole hesitantly; it is probably the smallest Rattata you have ever seen. The thick scars on its back belie it's age; it has to be at least a year or two with those marks, yet it is smaller than most newborns. As your mind brushes against it it recoils in terror, almost running away, but stopping as you make further contact, looking at you with curiosity.


"Such a terrible liar. Shame whatever it was is preventing me from getting the truth out of you, but so be it." She looks at the lights every few minutes to test her abilities. They always flicker every now and then anyways.

"Not weakness per se, but it shows a lack of confidence, though it sounds like you weren't exactly working with experts. Still, if you have to arm a bunch of inexperienced guys with thermal scopes, military grade weapons and so forth..." She trails off, figuring it was clear where she was going. "There's fighting against the odds. Not smart. Then there's being prepared. That's proper. Then there's using an assault rifle to take out a Spearow. That's just ridiculous overkill. But hey, you guys apparently needed all of that to take out a caravan. So be it."

"Oh, 'think' implies I'm uncertain. Perhaps I'm wrong, but all evidence says that you are, causing me to believe myself certain. Your motive likely varies, but your actions are those of a sociopath. Murdering in broad daylight regardless of the risk, repeated offenses with no signs of remorse, and at times even reveling in the act... Yep, textbook sociopath. Oh, and extra points for believing it is for some greater purpose. In fact, your motive is irrelevant. Your actions are those of one who lacks empathy and does not acknowledge or care for the consequences of their actions to yourself or others. If that's not sociopathic, then I'm a Mystic."

She lies down on the table, annoyed but putting up with it for now, since she lacked a choice. "I'm sure you could find an Empath who can dig for the answer. Or you can remember back to about a minute ago where I outlined my reasons. Void, you know my name, you likely know my history. Your answer should practically write itself. Now what do you want with me? You won't get ransom, that's for sure. Not even in the team yet, and my family doesn't give a Patrat's ass about me, so you're just **** out of luck there. And if it was recruitment like I guessed earlier, again, how about approaching people instead of violently abducting them? Well, ****ty methods of recruitment. Guess it goes with the ****ty recruits that it garners." Artemis stretches and yawns, a few joints popping. "So do you have any questions on things that only I can answer, or is this the part where you act on that threat you made earlier and put me through pain to get answers to questions that any decent bit of research could likely dig up?"

Sociopath? SOCIOPATH!?! Do you know how much planning, how much prep went into this plan? Three. Years. THREE! I've wasted a tenth of my life on this plan. The Skorupi, this fortress; does a sociopath do that? And the murders! THE MURDERS! Seven groups of Rocket grunts, including you, have come chasing me to Lavender since then. Only two made it past the muking Skorupi. The fact is you. Lost. Admit it!he says, obviously angry. Apparently being called a sociopath didn't sit well with him.

When Saffron is burning to the ground, your little Rocket friends screaming in pain as the storm falls on them, then we'll see who's laughing. Anyways; you and your friends killed my bird; if I didn't repay the favor I'd be doing myself a disservice, no? he says, angrily getting up and leaving, Telekinesis causing the door to slam shut.

[Esprit15]

Artemis smiles. "Yes, a sociopath would do that.

I didn't touch your bird, dumbass! That was Paul!" she yells as he storms off.

Artemis looks around her cell bored. Don't want to write. Maybe draw in a bit. She proceeds to get on the floor and do some push ups.

Pot calling the kettle black, don't you think? Just a sore loser. They won that fight, and you'd take every advantage you could if you had the resources they did. Perhaps, but I couldn't care less about how factual my point was. Except the sociopathy. Or is it psychopathy? I always mixed those two up. Regardless, you were lying through your teeth about the battle. Not the point. I don't really care. We failed, which annoys me, but so be it. That's the card we're delt. Still, until I figure out a way out of here, I want nothing to do with them. Rocket won't take kindly to a turncoat, and if this is their recruitment method, I have no interest in furthering this freak's goals. And what of his parting words? Of Aquilla?

She pauses at 20.

...nothing but an empty threat to illicit fear. He'd have killed me if they didn't want me around for some reason, and they'll get nothing but anger if they killed him. Besides, a Rufflet would at the very least sell for some good money. Killing would be a waste... He'd live, at least...

Artemis gives a shiver and bites her lip and tongue. She lifts the mattress off her bed and props it against the wall before practicing kicks with her free leg and punches against it. One! And. Two! And...

Yes, he seemed to be at the peak of rational just then. He'd never do anything rash.

She swings a fist and slams into a spring, throwing her off. "Muk it." She tosses the mattress back on the cot and lies down... That stupid roast Pidgey! She screams and throws it and the plate against the wall. She yanks against the chain again, even if it was futile. Artemis begins screaming obscenities in Unovan again, hitting just about anything she can reach. If she bruised a hand, all the better. She remembered how good it felt to just black out the room she stayed in before, and wished she could do the same now. She gives it a shot, even though it would likely fail.

Assuming she is uninterrupted during this, she tires after 20-30 minutes, and falls onto the bed, sweating, shaking, crying, and not feeling an ounce better. She falls asleep. Maybe whatever was blocking her powers would work its way through her system.

[IrnBruAddict]

Romeo tries to rub his eyes as he awakens.He purposefully uses the chained hand so that it makes a rattling sound. 'Oh, come now. Whose the silly little Slowpoke who chained up the cripple? It's not like I can go anywhere.'

[roll0]

He sighs. 'Man, think this is THE second worst thing I've ever woken up to. I mean the worst is still that time when I had that threesome in Fallarbor. Don't get me wrong, the sex was awesome. But when you wake up and find you've fallen asleep in front of an angry Zangoose nest, you gotta run away fast. That's how I got this scar on my ass.'

'Oh, and sorry for throwing my food away. Mum would hand me my ass if she knew I was wasting food. Got anything else to eat before I see Anni? I haven't eating in .... how long was it anyway?'

Romeo was talking a million miles a minute. Gives his enemy less time to think. Right now, they underestimated him. They would still assume him a cripple. That and even with Romeo's legs functioning, he'd still easily be the weakest member of the group, the least threatening.

He looks around the room, noting how many people were in here, and possible disguises and any possible weapons.

[roll1]

[Eshkigal]

Hm. That is less helpful that he wanted. He picks up the chair, and props it on it's side before beginning to try and rip out a leg (mostly by alternating pulling and pushing on it) as he thought. If he could get the toilet up somehow, he could possibly work with that, but armaments first.

[Arcran]

Artemis smiles. "Yes, a sociopath would do that.

I didn't touch your bird, dumbass! That was Paul!" she yells as he storms off.

Artemis looks around her cell bored. Don't want to write. Maybe draw in a bit. She proceeds to get on the floor and do some push ups.

Pot calling the kettle black, don't you think? Just a sore loser. They won that fight, and you'd take every advantage you could if you had the resources they did. Perhaps, but I couldn't care less about how factual my point was. Except the sociopathy. Or is it psychopathy? I always mixed those two up. Regardless, you were lying through your teeth about the battle. Not the point. I don't really care. We failed, which annoys me, but so be it. That's the card we're delt. Still, until I figure out a way out of here, I want nothing to do with them. Rocket won't take kindly to a turncoat, and if this is their recruitment method, I have no interest in furthering this freak's goals. And what of his parting words? Of Aquilla?

She pauses at 20.

...nothing but an empty threat to illicit fear. He'd have killed me if they didn't want me around for some reason, and they'll get nothing but anger if they killed him. Besides, a Rufflet would at the very least sell for some good money. Killing would be a waste... He'd live, at least...

Artemis gives a shiver and bites her lip and tongue. She lifts the mattress off her bed and props it against the wall before practicing kicks with her free leg and punches against it. One! And. Two! And...

Yes, he seemed to be at the peak of rational just then. He'd never do anything rash.

She swings a fist and slams into a spring, throwing her off. "Muk it." She tosses the mattress back on the cot and lies down... That stupid roast Pidgey! She screams and throws it and the plate against the wall. She yanks against the chain again, even if it was futile. Artemis begins screaming obscenities in Unovan again, hitting just about anything she can reach. If she bruised a hand, all the better. She remembered how good it felt to just black out the room she stayed in before, and wished she could do the same now. She gives it a shot, even though it would likely fail.

Assuming she is uninterrupted during this, she tires after 20-30 minutes, and falls onto the bed, sweating, shaking, crying, and not feeling an ounce better. She falls asleep. Maybe whatever was blocking her powers would work its way through her system.

As you go on your tirade nobody enters the room, leaving you in peace. As you fall asleep, you doze in dreamland, having nightmares but not of the same kind as before. The green eyes are gone; no, these dreams are purely from fear.

When you awake the daze is gone slightly; you can feel him reading your mind but your powers are still unresponsive. You are hungry as well; hungrier than you should be after so short of a rest. You can't tell how long you were out.

There is a new plate of food on the table; a roast Pidgey again, but this time with mashed potatoes to make it look like it has a Rufflet's mane.


Romeo tries to rub his eyes as he awakens.He purposefully uses the chained hand so that it makes a rattling sound. 'Oh, come now. Whose the silly little Slowpoke who chained up the cripple? It's not like I can go anywhere.'

[roll0]

He sighs. 'Man, think this is THE second worst thing I've ever woken up to. I mean the worst is still that time when I had that threesome in Fallarbor. Don't get me wrong, the sex was awesome. But when you wake up and find you've fallen asleep in front of an angry Zangoose nest, you gotta run away fast. That's how I got this scar on my ass.'

'Oh, and sorry for throwing my food away. Mum would hand me my ass if she knew I was wasting food. Got anything else to eat before I see Anni? I haven't eating in .... how long was it anyway?'

Romeo was talking a million miles a minute. Gives his enemy less time to think. Right now, they underestimated him. They would still assume him a cripple. That and even with Romeo's legs functioning, he'd still easily be the weakest member of the group, the least threatening.

He looks around the room, noting how many people were in here, and possible disguises and any possible weapons.

[roll1]

The lone guard in the room shrugs at your plea, walking over and undoing the handcuffs, the thing falling away.

He gives a small chuckle at your story but continues to stare at you. You can see a very large gun on his hip.

As you look for a weapon you see something; a small syringe on a roller table by your feet. If you're right it's the medicine they give people who become violent when they begin thrashing about; the stuff that knocks them out. If you could somehow get a hold of it you might be able to inject him; with that large of a dose he'd be unconscious before he hit the floor.

You can't help but chuckle at the incompetent doctors. Leaving meds out in the open? Even you're not quite that stupid.


Hm. That is less helpful that he wanted. He picks up the chair, and props it on it's side before beginning to try and rip out a leg (mostly by alternating pulling and pushing on it) as he thought. If he could get the toilet up somehow, he could possibly work with that, but armaments first.

After about ten minutes of work you manage to work the leg free. Just as you triumphantly hold it you hear... laughing? Outside your door.

[IrnBruAddict]

'You know, they'll probably be a while. Why not come and keep me company. Just cos I can't move my legs doesn't mean I'm dead below the hips.' Romeo tapes the side of his bed.

Romeo uses Attraction
[roll0] vs 1d20 + his INT or WIS (whichever is lower)

[Eshkigal]

Aw dammit.
"Bidoofmuker, that you? Look, give me ten minutes, I haven't even folded the origami statue of you and your victim with a small poem, just for you!"

[Esprit15]

Even with nightmares becoming the new norm, that didn't make them easier to deal with. She glares at the food. Well I might as well test it. She nibbles on the potatoes, eventually finishing them. She gives a knock on the door. "Excuse me, but I don't eat bird." She was actually not as snide now. Her voice actually sounded a bit weaker. Not broken, but less defiant. She sets the Pidgey next to the door and goes to the desk, pocketing a pencil and beginning to sketch pictures of battle plans for the fight they lost. Like she told Jess: Learn from your failure.

[hustlertwo]

Paul, unsure of whether the minds had linked, both speaks and thinks toward the Rattata.

Come on, you wee bugger. You look like you were on the losing end of a beating from a wood chipper, but I can tell you're a tough Seedot to crack. Maybe we can help each other. You see what you can do to help me get out, and I take you to places where you don't have to scrounge and scrap for every lousy crumb.

At the last thought/word he rips off a meatier hunk of the bird and places it about six inches form his feet.

[hustlertwo]

Paul, unsure of whether the minds had linked, both speaks and thinks toward the Rattata.

Come on, you wee bugger. You look like you were on the losing end of a beating from a wood chipper, but I can tell you're a tough Seedot to crack. Maybe we can help each other. You see what you can do to help me get out, and I take you to places where you don't have to scrounge and scrap for every lousy crumb.

At the last thought/word he rips off a meatier hunk of the bird and places it about six inches form his feet.

[MesiDoomstalker]

Ethan continues to stare at the screen for a moment, but his thoughts are clearly on McMurder's words. Ethan turns around, steepling his fingers contemplating. He stares at the ground, then at McMurder's shoes then his own fingers before finally resing on McMurder's eyes. He inahles slowly, and grins. I'll do it. On a few conditions.

Ethan becomes lively, making many gestures with his hands. His mind races as it thinks of all possibilities. What could go wrong, what happens if Rocket found out, the others found out. And what he'd need to keep himself in one piece. First and foremost, you and Galactic must trust me. I know my companions better than you, you can't argue that. You're a logical man.... you know I never got your name. Not important. He makes a dismissing gesture and continues. Next, I need to know who you are. What your all about, whats your mission, your ideal. I don't work for a mysterious higher purpose. I need facts. I doubt this will change my answer, if it did you wouldn't have asked me to join in the first place.

Ethan snatches the pencil and paper and begins writing this stuff down. I always forget not everyone can process info as fast as I can. Anyways, next I need something to get me in good with Rocket. They sent me after you, but I assume thats off the table. Unless you can create a daring escape on your own, but I think even you can't break out of a Rocket captivity without assitance and me risking blowing cover that early would be stupid. So need something else, something useful to them. He waves towards the screen. That data, bringing it back would be useful, but limited. No doubt you have more copies and I doubt they'd believe I was able to find all copies of it from this one location. Speaking of which where are we? We can get to that later. That might be an issue, if they ask where we escaped from. Anyways, the point is I need something to garner their trust so they don't suspect me.

Ethan continues to furiously scribble, his mind reciting his own words so as to not forget them himself. I also need a quick escape. Something that can get me out of a sticky situation, say, my cover being blown. Something quick, and easily portable. Thats a lower priority but needs to be mentioned now.

Finally, my allies. Believe it or not, I'd like to keep them my allies. How is convincing them going? I suspect fairly poorly. If I know them well as I think I do, I could convince them to play along and pretend to join and then 'escape.' No offense but I highly doubt you or anyone else on your pay roll can convince them, and if you do it would be tenuous. You'd never have their loyalty. I think at this juncture, it is better to cut your losses and run with me.

Ethan puts the pen and paper down in his lap and breathes. He was talking a bit faster than normal and was winding himself. One last thing. How are you planning on rewarding me? Has to be covert enough that it doesn't attract attention, but then the reward has to be small enough in scope that it isn't obvious. More curious than anything. There is a fair amount of your tech I've seen thus far I'd love to analyze, even utilize if I could.

Ethan rips off the sheet and offers it to McMurder, expectantly.

Cha for lieing through my teeth! [roll0]
Wis for lieing through my grey matter! [roll1]

[Arcran]

'You know, they'll probably be a while. Why not come and keep me company. Just cos I can't move my legs doesn't mean I'm dead below the hips.' Romeo tapes the side of his bed.

Romeo uses Attraction
[roll0] vs 1d20 + his INT or WIS (whichever is lower)

The man looks at you somewhat bewilderingly.

"I'm straight bro," he says, giving you a weird look.


Aw dammit.
"Bidoofmuker, that you? Look, give me ten minutes, I haven't even folded the origami statue of you and your victim with a small poem, just for you!"

Damn it to Arceus,the man at the door mutters, shoving his way in. It's Anni and he doesn't seem too happy.

Do you really have to vandalize the damn thing? I mean, did you have to wreck the room? he says, obviously annoyed.


Even with nightmares becoming the new norm, that didn't make them easier to deal with. She glares at the food. Well I might as well test it. She nibbles on the potatoes, eventually finishing them. She gives a knock on the door. "Excuse me, but I don't eat bird." She was actually not as snide now. Her voice actually sounded a bit weaker. Not broken, but less defiant. She sets the Pidgey next to the door and goes to the desk, pocketing a pencil and beginning to sketch pictures of battle plans for the fight they lost. Like she told Jess: Learn from your failure.

Your door opens and a guard walks in, sliding a sandwhich that seems very bird free onto your table. You can see his handgun right there on his hip, inviting you.....

"Do you need anything else?" he mutters.


Paul, unsure of whether the minds had linked, both speaks and thinks toward the Rattata.

Come on, you wee bugger. You look like you were on the losing end of a beating from a wood chipper, but I can tell you're a tough Seedot to crack. Maybe we can help each other. You see what you can do to help me get out, and I take you to places where you don't have to scrounge and scrap for every lousy crumb.

At the last thought/word he rips off a meatier hunk of the bird and places it about six inches form his feet.

You feel the happy thoughts roll off of the Rattata; the two of you are definitely linked. It dashes forward, chowing down on the bird, occasionally looking up at you.


Ethan continues to stare at the screen for a moment, but his thoughts are clearly on McMurder's words. Ethan turns around, steepling his fingers contemplating. He stares at the ground, then at McMurder's shoes then his own fingers before finally resing on McMurder's eyes. He inahles slowly, and grins. I'll do it. On a few conditions.

Ethan becomes lively, making many gestures with his hands. His mind races as it thinks of all possibilities. What could go wrong, what happens if Rocket found out, the others found out. And what he'd need to keep himself in one piece. First and foremost, you and Galactic must trust me. I know my companions better than you, you can't argue that. You're a logical man.... you know I never got your name. Not important. He makes a dismissing gesture and continues. Next, I need to know who you are. What your all about, whats your mission, your ideal. I don't work for a mysterious higher purpose. I need facts. I doubt this will change my answer, if it did you wouldn't have asked me to join in the first place.

Ethan snatches the pencil and paper and begins writing this stuff down. I always forget not everyone can process info as fast as I can. Anyways, next I need something to get me in good with Rocket. They sent me after you, but I assume thats off the table. Unless you can create a daring escape on your own, but I think even you can't break out of a Rocket captivity without assitance and me risking blowing cover that early would be stupid. So need something else, something useful to them. He waves towards the screen. That data, bringing it back would be useful, but limited. No doubt you have more copies and I doubt they'd believe I was able to find all copies of it from this one location. Speaking of which where are we? We can get to that later. That might be an issue, if they ask where we escaped from. Anyways, the point is I need something to garner their trust so they don't suspect me.

Ethan continues to furiously scribble, his mind reciting his own words so as to not forget them himself. I also need a quick escape. Something that can get me out of a sticky situation, say, my cover being blown. Something quick, and easily portable. Thats a lower priority but needs to be mentioned now.

Finally, my allies. Believe it or not, I'd like to keep them my allies. How is convincing them going? I suspect fairly poorly. If I know them well as I think I do, I could convince them to play along and pretend to join and then 'escape.' No offense but I highly doubt you or anyone else on your pay roll can convince them, and if you do it would be tenuous. You'd never have their loyalty. I think at this juncture, it is better to cut your losses and run with me.

Ethan puts the pen and paper down in his lap and breathes. He was talking a bit faster than normal and was winding himself. One last thing. How are you planning on rewarding me? Has to be covert enough that it doesn't attract attention, but then the reward has to be small enough in scope that it isn't obvious. More curious than anything. There is a fair amount of your tech I've seen thus far I'd love to analyze, even utilize if I could.

Ethan rips off the sheet and offers it to McMurder, expectantly.

Cha for lieing through my teeth! [roll0]
Wis for lieing through my grey matter! [roll1]

Anni grins widely at your agreement.

Whoa, whoa, not so fast, he says, hands up at your wave of speech.

We'll trust you; no worries about that. If we find you're feeding us bad intel or things along those lines we won't be happy, but you'll basically have free reign to do as you see fit.

As for who we are, he says, pausing to think. We work to create a new world; a better one. We work for advances in medicine, technology, Pokemon. Where Team Rocket hogs their discoveries we reveal them to the world. Teleporters? That was us. These Skorupi, if programmed correctly, could be beyond beneficial. What does Team Rocket do? They hog them for themselves. Why do you think Sinnoh's technology is so far ahead? he says, gesturing at himself.

Us. That's why. Team Rocket tries to stop us, keep our discoveries hidden. That's why we fight. When they are gone we can take what they know and reveal it to the world. Wouldn't that be better? he says, a frantic look in his eyes.

As for getting you in good, we have a plan. We will help you stage the escape of you and your allies. We will allow you to contact Team Rocket and warn them of our presence moments before we make our move. You'll have warned them enough for it to not be a massacre but our goals will still be accomplished. They will appreciate your help; we may even give you some files, make it look like you got something when you escaped. We can spin it as you breaking free. We have a few plans in place to try; if you want to try that route I'll give them to you. If you want we can try to find another way to get you in quick but our prior experiences with Rocket point towards this being the best way in.

As for rewards, we'll see what you can get us. Let's just say these Skorupi are just the tip of the iceberg of what we have.

So are you in? he says excitedly.

[Esprit15]

Artemis looks at the guy, anger still very clear in her eyes. "Well there is what I need and there is what you will permit. Someone to let me out of this chain would be lovely, but something tells me I've eliminated all chance of that happening by your will." Could always remove it yourself. Hm, an idea... Well snideness isn't going to get you anywhere. Might as well try to be agreeable enough. Heh, get out on good behavior. Artemis attempts to lighten her tone and expressions. "If- if it is possible, could someone tell me what is being used to suppress my abilities?" She rubs her face as one would out of exhaustion. "I think it's causing a bit of an, ah, identity crisis for me. Your powers are what make you who you are as a Psychic, so losing them has me a bit stressed and on edge I think." The guy would probably laugh, but it was worth a shot. She looks over the guard again. Still such amateurs. You never assume someone is how they act. Everyone is always hostile until shown otherwise. Never trust a total stranger. This guy was probably going to die if he got a more violent prisoner. Well, more violent at the time he entered. "Hey, you really should just hold the gun in your hand. I could have been waiting by the door ready to jump you instead of drawing. I get the gun from your hip, shut the door, fire off a few rounds, and loot you for anything useful. Keep your finger off the trigger though. You shoot an important prisoner out of panic and your boss will not be happy. The fact that you have a gun pointed at them would keep most people in line anyways." She picks up the sandwich and looks it over before taking a small bite and returning to her battle plans. The problem was that fire spitting Duskull... Maybe he Fire-synced it. Most already have a light within them. In the dark, it would be nearly indistinguishable...

[IrnBruAddict]

'Straight? Meh, too boring. When I told you about that threesome, both were guys that time. Limiting yourself to only one sex is so ... limiting.' Romeo whiped off his shirt, then forces himself to sit up. He holds his legs and swings them down, making it look like they were still not functioning. He made sure not to go too close tothe needle yet, just to get in a slightly better position. 'Like, less than a week ago. It was me, this girl, and this body snatcher. You never slept with a body snatcher? They do the kinkiest things. Like, this one time ... I think it was the third time that night, maybe the fourth.'

Romeo proceeds to describe to the guard in the most graphic and squeemish detail about his sordid night. He just needed to squick him out enough to lookaway for a second. That was all.

CHA to make this guy squeem and look away from me.
[roll0]

[Eshkigal]

"What, are you going to say that if I don't struggle, it'll be painless? It wasn't true when those sailors cornered me in an alley when I was younger, it wasn't true when my previous employer shoved me into an electric shifted tangrowth for failing, and it likely isn't true now, bidoof muker."
He kicks the chain into a corner before sitting on it, holding the stick between his feet as he begins slowly trying to make a point with the butter knife. He barely looks up.
"Also, you and your group pissed me off immensely, so you all can just go suck my remaining ball. Now, what do you want?"

[MesiDoomstalker]

You fufilled my immdiate demands did you not? If your staged escape plan includes my allies beleiving Im on their side, then that be the most prudent move.

[Arcran]

Artemis looks at the guy, anger still very clear in her eyes. "Well there is what I need and there is what you will permit. Someone to let me out of this chain would be lovely, but something tells me I've eliminated all chance of that happening by your will." Could always remove it yourself. Hm, an idea... Well snideness isn't going to get you anywhere. Might as well try to be agreeable enough. Heh, get out on good behavior. Artemis attempts to lighten her tone and expressions. "If- if it is possible, could someone tell me what is being used to suppress my abilities?" She rubs her face as one would out of exhaustion. "I think it's causing a bit of an, ah, identity crisis for me. Your powers are what make you who you are as a Psychic, so losing them has me a bit stressed and on edge I think." The guy would probably laugh, but it was worth a shot. She looks over the guard again. Still such amateurs. You never assume someone is how they act. Everyone is always hostile until shown otherwise. Never trust a total stranger. This guy was probably going to die if he got a more violent prisoner. Well, more violent at the time he entered. "Hey, you really should just hold the gun in your hand. I could have been waiting by the door ready to jump you instead of drawing. I get the gun from your hip, shut the door, fire off a few rounds, and loot you for anything useful. Keep your finger off the trigger though. You shoot an important prisoner out of panic and your boss will not be happy. The fact that you have a gun pointed at them would keep most people in line anyways." She picks up the sandwich and looks it over before taking a small bite and returning to her battle plans. The problem was that fire spitting Duskull... Maybe he Fire-synced it. Most already have a light within them. In the dark, it would be nearly indistinguishable...

"You not agreeing with our boss if what is blocking your powers," the man says simply, somewhat annoyed as you reprimand him for his gun control.

"We're supposed to be nice to you but if you keep up this behavior," he says with an evil smile, "I'll show you just how well I know how to use this thing. Understand?"


'Straight? Meh, too boring. When I told you about that threesome, both were guys that time. Limiting yourself to only one sex is so ... limiting.' Romeo whiped off his shirt, then forces himself to sit up. He holds his legs and swings them down, making it look like they were still not functioning. He made sure not to go too close tothe needle yet, just to get in a slightly better position. 'Like, less than a week ago. It was me, this girl, and this body snatcher. You never slept with a body snatcher? They do the kinkiest things. Like, this one time ... I think it was the third time that night, maybe the fourth.'

Romeo proceeds to describe to the guard in the most graphic and squeemish detail about his sordid night. He just needed to squick him out enough to lookaway for a second. That was all.

CHA to make this guy squeem and look away from me.
[roll0]

The man looks away almost immediately, even going so far as to put in headphones to block out the graphic details.

Bad CHA check actually helped here.

Move. You have less than a minute. If you blow this Darkrai will win.


"What, are you going to say that if I don't struggle, it'll be painless? It wasn't true when those sailors cornered me in an alley when I was younger, it wasn't true when my previous employer shoved me into an electric shifted tangrowth for failing, and it likely isn't true now, bidoof muker."
He kicks the chain into a corner before sitting on it, holding the stick between his feet as he begins slowly trying to make a point with the butter knife. He barely looks up.
"Also, you and your group pissed me off immensely, so you all can just go suck my remaining ball. Now, what do you want?"

I was going to come to ask you about a business proposition, but if you're going to be rude we can just end this, Anni says, an orb of purple energy glowing around his hand.

I'd very much prefer the latter.


You fufilled my immdiate demands did you not? If your staged escape plan includes my allies beleiving Im on their side, then that be the most prudent move.
Good. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to see how many are as intelligent as you, he says, leaving you with the files on the laptop.

[Esprit15]

And that is why politeness is such a waste. "Whatever. Far be it from me to actually give some advice to someone who seemed they could benefit from it. Please leave." After the guard leaves, Artemis takes another bite of the sandwich and looks at the chain around her leg. Should be able to work that off. She starts working on the lock with a tine from the fork and the blade of the butter knife. If she fails, she gets frustrated and starts beating the chain at a connection between two links with the chair.

Lock Pick Check (with whatever penalties you deem fit) : [roll0] and [roll1]

STR Check to smash a link enough to get loose: [roll2]

[Eshkigal]

Gerald stops, looks up in thought for a minute, before opening mouth to say something. He pauses, considers again, and bites his tongue hard enough to draw blood. He spreads some of this on one side of the butter knife before spinning it in midair. He watches it clatter to the floor clean side up, and shrugs before looking Aniketos in the eye indifferently.
"Sorry about the delay, couldn't decide if I wanted to live or die more at this given moment. Looks like it's live. What's your business proposal?"
Scans of his mind show the five separate occasions he's tried, only for an unlikely series of events happening that save him each time.
He's reasonably certain this is because the world wants to laugh at him some more.

[IrnBruAddict]

Let's hope this plan works.

Romeo reached over and grabbed the syringe from the end of the bed. He checked it to make sure there was no air in it, before walking quietly over to the guard and aiming for a neck vein. He puts his hand over the guards mouth as he does so. Not like he's my type anyway.

Accuracy check?: [roll0]

[MesiDoomstalker]

Ethan smirks. Come back for a chat when that ultimatly fails. Ethan laughs to himself then remembered the weight on his ankle. Could you at least remove the chain? Its rather painful.

[hustlertwo]

Paul gingerly reaches out to stroke the small creature's stringy fur with two fingers while it eats.

Come to Joey, little guy. I think all you need is a little food and you could be a very top percentage Rattata.

He examines the chain which holds him, both where it is fastened to him and where it is fastened to the ground.

[Arcran]

And that is why politeness is such a waste. "Whatever. Far be it from me to actually give some advice to someone who seemed they could benefit from it. Please leave." After the guard leaves, Artemis takes another bite of the sandwich and looks at the chain around her leg. Should be able to work that off. She starts working on the lock with a tine from the fork and the blade of the butter knife. If she fails, she gets frustrated and starts beating the chain at a connection between two links with the chair.

Lock Pick Check (with whatever penalties you deem fit) : [roll0] and [roll1]

STR Check to smash a link enough to get loose: [roll2]

The guard leaves at your request. You catch him grin as you take a bit of the sandwich.

Your lockpick attempt isn't even close to successful; you actually end up bending the fork to the point where it may not even be usable for eating.

As you bash the chair into the link you eventually end up warping the chair before you manage to smash the link. The metal is dented and smashed although there are scratches and dings in the link.


Gerald stops, looks up in thought for a minute, before opening mouth to say something. He pauses, considers again, and bites his tongue hard enough to draw blood. He spreads some of this on one side of the butter knife before spinning it in midair. He watches it clatter to the floor clean side up, and shrugs before looking Aniketos in the eye indifferently.
"Sorry about the delay, couldn't decide if I wanted to live or die more at this given moment. Looks like it's live. What's your business proposal?"
Scans of his mind show the five separate occasions he's tried, only for an unlikely series of events happening that save him each time.
He's reasonably certain this is because the world wants to laugh at him some more.

Before the knife can fall to the ground it stops midair, flying into the wall, sinking to the hilt. A butterknife. Into stone.

Listen *******, Anni says, walking up. We're trying to do you a favor. If you're going to treat this like some kind of joke then I will too, he says. And trust me, the punchline is hilarious.


Let's hope this plan works.

Romeo reached over and grabbed the syringe from the end of the bed. He checked it to make sure there was no air in it, before walking quietly over to the guard and aiming for a neck vein. He puts his hand over the guards mouth as he does so. Not like he's my type anyway.

Accuracy check?: [roll0]

You manage to slink out of the bed without him seeing you. You creep closer and closer behind him. As you grab his mouth he turns to intercept your arm, but it is too late. The needle plunges into his neck. A press of thumb later and he slumps to the ground, very much unconscious. The dose may have been a little overkill, but he's still breathing. You know have a very large, very unconcious guard at your feet.

"Hurry!"

Far down the hall you get the feeling of an aura of wrongness, as if the very air is wrong around it.


Ethan smirks. Come back for a chat when that ultimatly fails. Ethan laughs to himself then remembered the weight on his ankle. Could you at least remove the chain? Its rather painful.

No problem, Anni says. A key floats out of his pocket, pops into the lock, and opens it.

If you need anything ask a guard. They'll bring you anything within reason.


Paul gingerly reaches out to stroke the small creature's stringy fur with two fingers while it eats.

Come to Joey, little guy. I think all you need is a little food and you could be a very top percentage Rattata.

He examines the chain which holds him, both where it is fastened to him and where it is fastened to the ground.

The Rattata shies away at first, obviously unused to human touch.

The chain is attacked to a thick cuff on your ankle. A panel on the wall is attached by a few thick screws with no obvious holds on them. If you could somehow fashion a wrench you might be able to break it free, although you have no idea how to go about doing that.

[MesiDoomstalker]

Ethan rolls the freed ankle to return circulation. He gets up and gently raps on the door. Guard? May I have my Pad back? I want to transfer these files so I can make notes. And Mjolnir, my Beldum, is in the process of evolving. I highly suggest you find some scrap metal and feed it to him, to avoid him unintentionally ripping up this building's foundation and plumbing in the process. Ethan waits patiently for his beloved pad.

[Esprit15]

Scratches. Muking scratches is all that got. I'd be better off... Judge it I'm stupid. First though, that sandwich was almost certainly spiked, based on that Muker's smiling... I really would rather not... Your powers though. ...I'll do it in a little bit. I want a bit of mobility first.

She grabs the knife. Hopefully it was better made than the chair. She wedges the blade behind the chain's connection to the wall and wobbles it back and forth until she can get the a little bit of the thicker part of the blade behind as wall (don't want it to snap like a twig, after all). With that, Artemis tries to lever the chain off of the wall, slowly to not snap the knife.
STR: [roll0]
Regardless of whether that succeeds or not, she walks over to the toilet and takes a deep breath. Supposedly it was really easy to trigger. Another deep breath. Artemis sticks her finger in the back of her throat, hoping to trigger a gag reflex.

[Eshkigal]

He shakes his head and pulls himself up, pocketing the shiv in process.
"Okay, sorry. Please, start talking."

[IrnBruAddict]

'Not used to ladies complaining I'm going to slow' jokes Romeo. He takes a look around the room, grabbing what he can. He uses his knowledge of hospitals to grab the best stuff. Potions/healing items in the open, a doctors coat, the gun, the guards goggles if he had any. He does this as fast as possible. Then he checks if there was another door out. If there was, he takes that. If not, he goes out the single door before Annie gets too close. If he finds a coat, he throws it on before leaving. Any little disguise would help right now. 'Can you sense where Elly is?'

WIS check for finding stuff: [roll0]

only grabbing stuff in the open or obvious.

[hustlertwo]

Paul eases back, merely holding the hand out for the rodent to examine, and sending soothing images to the beast of gentle petting and feeding. He also speaks out to the room at large.

I dunno who you are or where I am, but if you're listening, feel free to not barge in and spout off about whatever stupid scheme you have for a couple minutes. Speck here is a mite skittish.

[Arcran]

Ethan rolls the freed ankle to return circulation. He gets up and gently raps on the door. Guard? May I have my Pad back? I want to transfer these files so I can make notes. And Mjolnir, my Beldum, is in the process of evolving. I highly suggest you find some scrap metal and feed it to him, to avoid him unintentionally ripping up this building's foundation and plumbing in the process. Ethan waits patiently for his beloved pad.

The guard nods, talking into his talky. About five minutes later another guard comes, hands him the pad. He slides it under the door then resumes watching the door.

"We'll get your Beldum some food. Shame we have to let the thing go with you."


Scratches. Muking scratches is all that got. I'd be better off... Judge it I'm stupid. First though, that sandwich was almost certainly spiked, based on that Muker's smiling... I really would rather not... Your powers though. ...I'll do it in a little bit. I want a bit of mobility first.

She grabs the knife. Hopefully it was better made than the chair. She wedges the blade behind the chain's connection to the wall and wobbles it back and forth until she can get the a little bit of the thicker part of the blade behind as wall (don't want it to snap like a twig, after all). With that, Artemis tries to lever the chain off of the wall, slowly to not snap the knife.
STR: [roll0]
Regardless of whether that succeeds or not, she walks over to the toilet and takes a deep breath. Supposedly it was really easy to trigger. Another deep breath. Artemis sticks her finger in the back of her throat, hoping to trigger a gag reflex.

Your work with the wall does nothing besides start to bend the knife; when that happens you end the attempt for fear of breaking the knife.

As you shove your finger down your throat, it takes a few tries, but after a bit you manage to force yourself to vomit. In the toilet lies the remains of a sandwich as well as.. purple goo?


He shakes his head and pulls himself up, pocketing the shiv in process.
"Okay, sorry. Please, start talking."

I work for a certain corporation that has interest in Team Rocket. Now, you're not new to this game. I could give you whatever "it's for the greater good" spheal I want and it wouldn't do muk. So, here's the offer. We need informants. You're in a place where you can join Team Rocket. You take our offer, you go free and you get paid for whatever intel you manage to bring us. Understand? he says.


'Not used to ladies complaining I'm going to slow' jokes Romeo. He takes a look around the room, grabbing what he can. He uses his knowledge of hospitals to grab the best stuff. Potions/healing items in the open, a doctors coat, the gun, the guards goggles if he had any. He does this as fast as possible. Then he checks if there was another door out. If there was, he takes that. If not, he goes out the single door before Annie gets too close. If he finds a coat, he throws it on before leaving. Any little disguise would help right now. 'Can you sense where Elly is?'

WIS check for finding stuff: [roll0]

only grabbing stuff in the open or obvious.

Your quick inspection doesn't get you much; a Mineral Water, another syringe of the drug, and the man's gun. As you shrug on the coat you feel the dark aura leave down another hallway; perhaps he didn't need you right now?

Take a right. Three doors down. Door on left. Two guards by door; find a way past them.


Paul eases back, merely holding the hand out for the rodent to examine, and sending soothing images to the beast of gentle petting and feeding. He also speaks out to the room at large.

I dunno who you are or where I am, but if you're listening, feel free to not barge in and spout off about whatever stupid scheme you have for a couple minutes. Speck here is a mite skittish.

As you say this, the door opens. The Rattata dashes under the bed, terrified, but stays in the room.

Paul Ticker! Anni says, striding into the room. Please, please, take a seat. I come bearing gifts! he says, laying out a roll of cloth on the counter. He rolls it out to reveal Qwilfish Spines; the good kind too, from Hoenn.

Please, take one. You and I have business to discuss.

[MesiDoomstalker]

Much obliged. Ethan picks up the pad, inspecting it to make sure its still in good condition, before booting it up. He hoped to science he'd find what he was looking for. He flips open the USB jack from the pad and inserts it gently in the laptop, and begins transfering files. In barely a whisper, whilst typing on the pad. Hello? Rotom? Are you there? I need your help.

[Eshkigal]

"Yes, I understand. However, I have questions concerning your operation that, even with your threats, would still alter my answer. Mind if I ask them?"

[IrnBruAddict]

I can take one, but not both. Let's see how good my acting is.

Romeo holds the gun by the barrel and puts on a voice. He shuffles his way to the guards, looking nervous. Still, it was good to be walking again. 'Eh, um, excuse me chaps. One of your lot lost this gun. You know how we brain boxes are, we're no good with this stuff. Could one of you take this to the armoury before I accidentally shoot myself?'

Do I even need to say this is Charisma anymore?[roll0]

[Esprit15]

Artemis shivers. Never pleasant. She scrapes her tongue with her teeth and tries to spit out the last of the taste, but it still lingered as always. She looks at the purple goo with curiosity, but she wasn't a chemist and no way was she gonna scoop it out for Ethan to study. Nothing to store it in anyways. She flushes the toilet and lies on the bed. A few tears run down. What if she never got her powers back? What was she then? Just a sorta good trainer. Not even that great. Heck, Ethan was a better one than her now even! Hate to admit it, but so was Paul. He was prepared. She wasn't. Her team was unable to handle a threat that honestly should have been easy!

She looks at the lights. "Come on you stupid lights, turn off!" She focuses on the lights.

[Arcran]

Much obliged. Ethan picks up the pad, inspecting it to make sure its still in good condition, before booting it up. He hoped to science he'd find what he was looking for. He flips open the USB jack from the pad and inserts it gently in the laptop, and begins transfering files. In barely a whisper, whilst typing on the pad. Hello? Rotom? Are you there? I need your help.

You pad turns on. It automatically goes to your Word Pad.

Nobody home. Please come again later.


"Yes, I understand. However, I have questions concerning your operation that, even with your threats, would still alter my answer. Mind if I ask them?"

Shoot, he says. I have all night. Well, most of it at least.


I can take one, but not both. Let's see how good my acting is.

Romeo holds the gun by the barrel and puts on a voice. He shuffles his way to the guards, looking nervous. Still, it was good to be walking again. 'Eh, um, excuse me chaps. One of your lot lost this gun. You know how we brain boxes are, we're no good with this stuff. Could one of you take this to the armoury before I accidentally shoot myself?'

Do I even need to say this is Charisma anymore?[roll0]

The two look at you in disgust.

"Take it yourself egg-head," one says, earning a chortle from the other. "Unless you're gonna do some tests of those pieces of [CENSOR!] they call Pokemon, just leave us alone. We don't have time for people like you."


Artemis shivers. Never pleasant. She scrapes her tongue with her teeth and tries to spit out the last of the taste, but it still lingered as always. She looks at the purple goo with curiosity, but she wasn't a chemist and no way was she gonna scoop it out for Ethan to study. Nothing to store it in anyways. She flushes the toilet and lies on the bed. A few tears run down. What if she never got her powers back? What was she then? Just a sorta good trainer. Not even that great. Heck, Ethan was a better one than her now even! Hate to admit it, but so was Paul. He was prepared. She wasn't. Her team was unable to handle a threat that honestly should have been easy!

She looks at the lights. "Come on you stupid lights, turn off!" She focuses on the lights.

With the purple goo gone, you feel much better.

As you look to the light, exerting all your force, the thing shatters, light going out and showering the floor with sparks. You can't help but smirk a little. It was payback time.

You hear a click at the door; likely a heavy bolt sliding into place or something along those lines. With your powers slowly, returning, you feel a presence in the back of your mind.

Well done....

[MesiDoomstalker]

You know, by saying that I know your there. And it is in your best interest if you help me. I can't guarantee what they will do to your home if they decide I'm not worth it. Ethan continues to download the files, and just those files, to the pad. He will study them further at a less critical time. Please?

[roll0]

[Eshkigal]

"Senseless slaughter...well, I've had enough of that. I'm trying to at least get purpose now. So...who gave the kill order on the random crowd? It does actually affect my decisions."

[Esprit15]

Artemis nearly burst into tears, laughing, the electricity still arcing where the light once was. She brushes some of the debris off of herself and sits back up. I'm guessing that wasn't impressive enough for you to let me out. What do you even want with us, anyways? She tries to read his mind as he had to her, at the same time kicking her chained leg, trying to phase her leg.
Attempt to activate Phasing.

[hustlertwo]

Please, you must think I have no self control, that I'd just dose up here and let you get your answers while I ride the purple whirlwind? This is what I think of that.

Paul takes the needles and breaks them in half. Then tucks them into his pocket and smiles at his visitor.

Makes them easier to store. I'll be sure to enjoy these later, thanks. Now, let me out of here. Paul Ticker got stuff to do, yo.

[Arcran]

You know, by saying that I know your there. And it is in your best interest if you help me. I can't guarantee what they will do to your home if they decide I'm not worth it. Ethan continues to download the files, and just those files, to the pad. He will study them further at a less critical time. Please?

[roll0]

The Word Pad closes and a game opens. One of those old school fighting games, to be exact. The main character, instead of stepping into the ring, looks at you.

Are you ready to ruuuuumble? it moans in the terrible monotone voice that had earned the game such bad reviews.


"Senseless slaughter...well, I've had enough of that. I'm trying to at least get purpose now. So...who gave the kill order on the random crowd? It does actually affect my decisions."

Who gave the order? Me, of course! They gave me free reign to do whatever it took to destabilize your little team in Saffron and, guess what? It's working! he says with a maniacal chuckle.


Artemis nearly burst into tears, laughing, the electricity still arcing where the light once was. She brushes some of the debris off of herself and sits back up. I'm guessing that wasn't impressive enough for you to let me out. What do you even want with us, anyways? She tries to read his mind as he had to her, at the same time kicking her chained leg, trying to phase her leg.
Attempt to activate Phasing.

Your leg passes straight through the chain like it didn't even exist.

What do we want? We already told you. We want your cooperation, but you spat in our face. Have fun trying to break out, bitch. It's not going to happen. There's two guards outside just your door.


Please, you must think I have no self control, that I'd just dose up here and let you get your answers while I ride the purple whirlwind? This is what I think of that.

Paul takes the needles and breaks them in half. Then tucks them into his pocket and smiles at his visitor.

Makes them easier to store. I'll be sure to enjoy these later, thanks. Now, let me out of here. Paul Ticker got stuff to do, yo.

Anni's face instantly darkens, well, more than normal.

You bastard. You killed my bird. You injured my soldiers. And then refuse my gifts? he shouts, the vials tearing through your pockets and slamming into the wall. Small amounts of smoke hiss as the liquid pours over the stone.

You are an idiot, but you still have some sway. Here's what you're going to do. You will go back and join Team Rocket. You will use your blundering idiocy to screw up every mission you are assigned until either they kill you or you end up dead. Understand?

[Eshkigal]

"That's a point against you. Remember, I'm looking to get away from that."
Gerald leans back, and shakes his head.
"I assume you aren't new, so that means they knew this was likely going to happen. That means they chose to ignore the collateral damage that would happen. So...why should I work for an organization that clearly has no problems with mass slaughter when simple contact might do? If you had reached me by phone a few days ago, I would likely have defected gladly. Now that I see that they hold about as much value of human life as my previous employer, who was for all intents and purposes a very bad employer who left me for dead on several occasions, I find myself much more hesitant."
Gerald stops, thinking.
"Although...do your employers like you? How many groups have tried to kill you so far for this job?"
He seems actually curious.

[MesiDoomstalker]

Little brat. Fine. Be selfish. It be a shame if they destroyed the pad though. No more spying on Ethan. No safe haven. No skin off my nose. Ethan returns to the files, again searching for the heart-orb-thing.

[Esprit15]

Arte: 114/124
Yeah, none too sorry about that. You don't seem the type I'd want to work for. A complete psychopath. You know, in addition to being a sociopath and all. She smirks at the chain sliding off of her. Tempting to flee. Really tempting. But plan first. You're on your own. Right? Maybe not. You could have a friend nearby. Or at least get an idea of how many enemies. Artemis feels for any minds in range and takes a scan of their surface thoughts as she sits agains the wall, smiling and floating several small objects around the room, drawing on a piece of paper floating in the air.
Telepathy range is 54m radius

[hustlertwo]

Gift? What are you trying to do with this phony baloney stuff, actually poison me? I only use organic. Nothing can be bad for you if it comes from nature, right? As for the bird, I am sorry about that. I'd have rather killed you, personally. Now, bumbling idiot is a fair label; I can accept that. But bumble I might, and stupid I am...uh....be? Are? Anyway, for all that, I don't fail. I succeed. I can't turn it off. You have some things you want done, you talk to me and we'll see if it can be made to happen. I like the Rockets, but it wasn't ideology that brought me to them, it was a need for some mad duckets. If said duckets come from somewhere else, well, so much the better. But for all the sketchy stuff I've done, and will continue to do, I've never taken a dive. Except those couple times, but that was to pay down Mankey Mike's boys so they didn't rip off my thumbs, and also I was high for most of that summer so I can't be held responsible. But I'm not going to screw up on purpose when it could end up getting my comrades or my mons killed. Which I'll be needing back, incidentally, or we don't have a deal for anything at all.

[IrnBruAddict]

Wow, are they stupid. 'Oh, sorry. You're right. I need to run some tests on these pokemon. I'll take the gun back myself once I'm done.' Romeo made a show of looking like he didn't know where the safety was before finding it after a few seconds. No point letting the act up now.

He reaches to the door handle and opens it. 'Say, could one of you help me in here? I don't know what they'll do.' He flashes them his brightest smile, briefly slipping back into Romeo mode. If he can get one alone he can take one. He still had the syringe.

Romeo uses Attraction on the two guards.
[roll0]
lasts for [roll1]

[Arcran]

"That's a point against you. Remember, I'm looking to get away from that."
Gerald leans back, and shakes his head.
"I assume you aren't new, so that means they knew this was likely going to happen. That means they chose to ignore the collateral damage that would happen. So...why should I work for an organization that clearly has no problems with mass slaughter when simple contact might do? If you had reached me by phone a few days ago, I would likely have defected gladly. Now that I see that they hold about as much value of human life as my previous employer, who was for all intents and purposes a very bad employer who left me for dead on several occasions, I find myself much more hesitant."
Gerald stops, thinking.
"Although...do your employers like you? How many groups have tried to kill you so far for this job?"
He seems actually curious.

Simple slaughter? Do you even know who those people were? Four of the ones I killed were part of Team Rocket. Four! Barely anybody dead was "innocent" or whatever you stupid recruits whine about these days. And your "Team Rocket" isn't exactly the cleanest either. Those Skorupi? Team Rocket creation to be used as a muking weapon! We simply released it against them instead of the other way around.

As for who wants me dead, well, let's just say there were a lot, but there are considerably less now."


Little brat. Fine. Be selfish. It be a shame if they destroyed the pad though. No more spying on Ethan. No safe haven. No skin off my nose. Ethan returns to the files, again searching for the heart-orb-thing.

The game turns on again as soon as it is closed. Comon, you a girl or something? One round! Just one!


Arte: 114/124
Yeah, none too sorry about that. You don't seem the type I'd want to work for. A complete psychopath. You know, in addition to being a sociopath and all. She smirks at the chain sliding off of her. Tempting to flee. Really tempting. But plan first. You're on your own. Right? Maybe not. You could have a friend nearby. Or at least get an idea of how many enemies. Artemis feels for any minds in range and takes a scan of their surface thoughts as she sits agains the wall, smiling and floating several small objects around the room, drawing on a piece of paper floating in the air.
Telepathy range is 54m radius

There are a lot of minds nearby. Probably close to thirty you can't recognize, but not all of them seem to be fighters. You do manage to catch one you know; Romeo, apparently trying to get into some sort of room.


Gift? What are you trying to do with this phony baloney stuff, actually poison me? I only use organic. Nothing can be bad for you if it comes from nature, right? As for the bird, I am sorry about that. I'd have rather killed you, personally. Now, bumbling idiot is a fair label; I can accept that. But bumble I might, and stupid I am...uh....be? Are? Anyway, for all that, I don't fail. I succeed. I can't turn it off. You have some things you want done, you talk to me and we'll see if it can be made to happen. I like the Rockets, but it wasn't ideology that brought me to them, it was a need for some mad duckets. If said duckets come from somewhere else, well, so much the better. But for all the sketchy stuff I've done, and will continue to do, I've never taken a dive. Except those couple times, but that was to pay down Mankey Mike's boys so they didn't rip off my thumbs, and also I was high for most of that summer so I can't be held responsible. But I'm not going to screw up on purpose when it could end up getting my comrades or my mons killed. Which I'll be needing back, incidentally, or we don't have a deal for anything at all.

You'll get them back. And you'll be payed. Don't worry about those. We'll dump you outside of here when we're done with a little project of ours. Anyways, it's only fair. Now, if you excuse me, I have some karma to dish out. You kill my bird, I have to do the same, he says, walking out of the room and slamming the door shut with telekinesis.

The Rattata is terrified; it seems to not be in the best mood right now.


Wow, are they stupid. 'Oh, sorry. You're right. I need to run some tests on these pokemon. I'll take the gun back myself once I'm done.' Romeo made a show of looking like he didn't know where the safety was before finding it after a few seconds. No point letting the act up now.

He reaches to the door handle and opens it. 'Say, could one of you help me in here? I don't know what they'll do.' He flashes them his brightest smile, briefly slipping back into Romeo mode. If he can get one alone he can take one. He still had the syringe.

Romeo uses Attraction on the two guards.
[roll0]
lasts for [roll1]

"Damn it, I'll watch him," the one on the left says, swiping the door with a key card and walking in. The other stands by the door, weapon ready.

As you enter the room, you can see shelves covered in Pokeballs, gear, weaponry, Potions, and many other supplies.

"There. Nothing scary, see?" the man says, turning his back to you to gesture to the room.

[MesiDoomstalker]

Unusually persistent. Fine I'll play your game. Ethan clicks play, paying attention to any alteration to the game from what he remembers.

[Esprit15]

Romeo? Oh gods, if he's alive, the others probably are as well. Deep breaths, calm your heart rate. Hey, long time no see. Well, think. So what are you trying to do right now?

[Eshkigal]

Gerald shakes his head again.
"No such thing as innocent. Just acceptable collateral and unacceptable collateral. As for Rocket, yes, those abominations are weapons. Of course they were made by Rocket. However, they were meant to be controlled, not let run rampant and causing unknown amounts of collateral damage. Not to breed, or have dozens, maybe hundreds of the bastards out there. Give me some credit at least, the only spot that the two of us really differ is method at this point. As I said, I'm sick of killing people without explicit reason why they must die, where you see them being in the way of your goal reason enough. Where you slaughter twenty men, women, and children to get at least four, I would have hunted them and slit their throats in their sleep. Small calling card, enough DNA to give them the scent of who they wanted. Still gets their attention and destabilizes things while serving your purposes, while also removing the fear of ranger forces getting involved and messing with your plans. More complex, but strikes fear into them, as they never know who might be next. But more importantly, as a guy unfortunate enough to end up on several suicide missions, I have to say your mission, what your bosses likely thought you'd do, how many people likely got sent...well, it really sounds like a suicide mission to me. How many people came after you, in your estimate. It is to help gauge what kind of things would be asked of me if I joined."

[hustlertwo]

Wouldn't karma mean that I should manacle you to the floor and blow my bad breath in YOUR face?

He does begin to sweat as Anni leaves.

Keep in mind what I said. Do anything to my team, deal's off.

[IrnBruAddict]

Arte?!? Well, if I told you what was going on, you wouldn't believe me. Not sure I like this, so many voices in my head. Anyway, I'll bring Aquilla and the others to you soon. Just be careful of that guy. He's a Chosen of Darkrai, and the worst person I've ever met.

Romeo goes forward and grabs Elly's pink ball with the heart on it. 'This is the one. Be careful, but don't shoot it. We need to check it's condition to make sure it's ready for the experiment.' Romeo releases Elly from her ball, and as soon as the guard was focusing on Elly and not him, he brought out the syringe and aimed for the neck. He didn't need to worry about Elly not recognizing him, even if Romeo looked different, Elly could still smell it's him.


AC check for the needle: [roll0]

[Esprit15]

Heh, try me. At least the voices in your head are from other people. Let me know if you need anything. And be careful. This place is crawling with guards.

[Arcran]

Arte?!? Well, if I told you what was going on, you wouldn't believe me. Not sure I like this, so many voices in my head. Anyway, I'll bring Aquilla and the others to you soon. Just be careful of that guy. He's a Chosen of Darkrai, and the worst person I've ever met.

Romeo goes forward and grabs Elly's pink ball with the heart on it. 'This is the one. Be careful, but don't shoot it. We need to check it's condition to make sure it's ready for the experiment.' Romeo releases Elly from her ball, and as soon as the guard was focusing on Elly and not him, he brought out the syringe and aimed for the neck. He didn't need to worry about Elly not recognizing him, even if Romeo looked different, Elly could still smell it's him.


AC check for the needle: [roll0]

Elly looks at you in surprise. You notice a she isn't in as good of condition as you would have liked; in fact, she's actually a little injured. Either they didn't give her the same amount of medical care or they ended up doing something more to her.

"What the.." the guard starts to mutter, turning to you just in time to get a hypodermic needle to the neck. He slumps, unconscious.

Elly is at 75% HP.


Wouldn't karma mean that I should manacle you to the floor and blow my bad breath in YOUR face?

He does begin to sweat as Anni leaves.

Keep in mind what I said. Do anything to my team, deal's off.

Anni makes no response as you say your parting line.

As you wait in your room, the Rattata gets skittish.

Badman.Bad.Nolikebadman. Boomsticksbad.Noboomsticks.Boomsticksgo boom.Fatmangivefood.Likefood.Foodyummy.Foodgood.Ne edfood.Findfoodforfamily, the Rattata thinks, words flying at the speed of thought.


Gerald shakes his head again.
"No such thing as innocent. Just acceptable collateral and unacceptable collateral. As for Rocket, yes, those abominations are weapons. Of course they were made by Rocket. However, they were meant to be controlled, not let run rampant and causing unknown amounts of collateral damage. Not to breed, or have dozens, maybe hundreds of the bastards out there. Give me some credit at least, the only spot that the two of us really differ is method at this point. As I said, I'm sick of killing people without explicit reason why they must die, where you see them being in the way of your goal reason enough. Where you slaughter twenty men, women, and children to get at least four, I would have hunted them and slit their throats in their sleep. Small calling card, enough DNA to give them the scent of who they wanted. Still gets their attention and destabilizes things while serving your purposes, while also removing the fear of ranger forces getting involved and messing with your plans. More complex, but strikes fear into them, as they never know who might be next. But more importantly, as a guy unfortunate enough to end up on several suicide missions, I have to say your mission, what your bosses likely thought you'd do, how many people likely got sent...well, it really sounds like a suicide mission to me. How many people came after you, in your estimate. It is to help gauge what kind of things would be asked of me if I joined."

You don't get it, do you? We weren't just trying to kill those four. We needed to motivate Team Rocket with a bloody spectacle. Something they wouldn't pass up, he says, looking at you. And it worked, didn't it? That bitchy old woman mobilized your entire crew, sending all sorts of grunts at us.

As for the numbers that came after us? You're the twenty-third crew, the sixth to make it pass the Skorupi. The others weren't very... cooperative in our plans. They aren't dead, but they are in no shape to do anything further to us, Anni says, a sick smile on his face.


Unusually persistent. Fine I'll play your game. Ethan clicks play, paying attention to any alteration to the game from what he remembers.

The first time you play you are beat badly by the computer. You remember doing more damage, likely due to some hacking.

The second game, you notice a difference. Instead of "Bruno," your opponent is labeled "Camera?"

[Eshkigal]

"...Look, you really need to stop making that face. I know you probably think it's intimidating, but honestly, it looks like you got your metapod to use harden while you were doing this muk, if you know what I mean. Speaking of which, let me guess, you cut their limbs off and generally mutilated them, didn't you. Or did you attach them to magnezones? I assume you don't have an electric tangrowth. Or anyone who knows how to carve bone on a living subject. Oh, or jigglypuff that put people to sleep before harvesting organs. Those guys sucked."
He nods and shakes his head, making general notes in his head.

[IrnBruAddict]

Well, at least Elly is okay. Though I still need to kill Anni to stop him. But that can wait. We'll get you soon. Romeo grabs one of the potions and uses it on Elly, trying to mke her feel a little better. If Gerald went crazy when someone hurt his dog, Romeo instead went cold with fury. Just like if someone had hurt Alana, he was calm. But his calmness didn't mean he wasn't angry. It just meant he was calculating how to use his knowledge of the human body to tear Anni apart, piece by piece. No one muks with his family like this. Cresselia was right. He was a beast that needed putting down for the greater good.

potion on Elly: [roll0] hp regained.

'Now then girl, lets go see if me and you can save the others. But first, we have a gift from a friend to try out.' Romeo pulled out the chain and gulped. Even if it was Cresselia, he had no idea what it would to to Elly. But without it, they might not have the strength to escape. So he did what he had to do, and took off her Normal Booster necklace and placed the chain on her.

[Esprit15]

Artemis 'watches' Romeo's thoughts as things happen. Hm, useful in ways besides a good time. Yeah, told you so. Not that that's why you took an interest in the first place. You're just focused on that, aren't you? He's proved his worth already. And he's actually out and running around, too. More than I can say for us. So what's that that you're giving Elly? Where'd you get it?

[MesiDoomstalker]

Cheeky bastard. Ethan tries to time his attacks in a code, much like how Mjolnir had been communicated. Punches for dots, kicks for dash. Hopefully, the Rotom picked up on the pattern. Kick, punch, kick, kick, pause, punch, pause, punch, punch, punch. Yes.

He repeated the pattern, including an extra long pause after the sequence ended.

[roll0]

[IrnBruAddict]

If I told you the cosmic force representing love and hope made it materialize in my pocket, would you believe me? Romeo wondered if Cresselia was still listening in, and if she could hear Arte or not.

Anyway, let's just say the person who fixed my legs gave me it. Also fixed my APW too. No headaches while we are talking. Or thinking or whatever you call this.

[Esprit15]

You're right, I don't believe it. But as the alternate explanation is that it just appeared on its own, I'll take your explanation.

You're better? That's great! Well if you're letting us all out, I'm the only one in my direction as far as I can tell, or at least nobody is between us. Don't know where in the facility I am exactly.

[Arcran]

"...Look, you really need to stop making that face. I know you probably think it's intimidating, but honestly, it looks like you got your metapod to use harden while you were doing this muk, if you know what I mean. Speaking of which, let me guess, you cut their limbs off and generally mutilated them, didn't you. Or did you attach them to magnezones? I assume you don't have an electric tangrowth. Or anyone who knows how to carve bone on a living subject. Oh, or jigglypuff that put people to sleep before harvesting organs. Those guys sucked."
He nods and shakes his head, making general notes in his head.

Anni's face turns dark. Not dark in expression; it's as if some great shadow actually possess his face. A burst of purple energy flies from his hand, throwing you into the back wall. As you lay dazed, he runs over and starts slamming his fist into you. It hurts; that's for sure.

You think you're so funny, don't you? How about you come with me; I have something to show you.

He leaves the room. Two guards come in; one grabs an arm, hefting you up, the other grabs your shoulder. They hold tightly, not giving you much room to maneuver your arms as they guide you down the corridor.

56 from the ball.
41 from being beaten.



Well, at least Elly is okay. Though I still need to kill Anni to stop him. But that can wait. We'll get you soon. Romeo grabs one of the potions and uses it on Elly, trying to mke her feel a little better. If Gerald went crazy when someone hurt his dog, Romeo instead went cold with fury. Just like if someone had hurt Alana, he was calm. But his calmness didn't mean he wasn't angry. It just meant he was calculating how to use his knowledge of the human body to tear Anni apart, piece by piece. No one muks with his family like this. Cresselia was right. He was a beast that needed putting down for the greater good.

potion on Elly: [roll0] hp regained.

'Now then girl, lets go see if me and you can save the others. But first, we have a gift from a friend to try out.' Romeo pulled out the chain and gulped. Even if it was Cresselia, he had no idea what it would to to Elly. But without it, they might not have the strength to escape. So he did what he had to do, and took off her Normal Booster necklace and placed the chain on her.

As you put the necklace on Elly, it is absorbed into her body. She starts to glow brighter and brighter; a white, pure light. Eventually you are forced to look away, the light burning your eyes. When you look back, Elly is changed. Instead of the black, yellow ringed creature you have come to recognize, there is now a smaller, lithe purple Pokemon. Its forked tail twirls expectantly and a small red jewel dots its forehead. A small crescent moon lies on her left hip, glowing softly.

Romeo? the new Elly says into your mind, looking over her new body. What just happened?

Elly has become an Espeon! You may completely restat her, although you'll want to keep the Umbreon sheet. She has a few new tricks, but those will be detailed at a later time.


Cheeky bastard. Ethan tries to time his attacks in a code, much like how Mjolnir had been communicated. Punches for dots, kicks for dash. Hopefully, the Rotom picked up on the pattern. Kick, punch, kick, kick, pause, punch, pause, punch, punch, punch. Yes.

He repeated the pattern, including an extra long pause after the sequence ended.

[roll0]

It takes a few tries, but eventually you manage to pull off the combo; the damn Rotom keeps interrupting them with attacks. After you pull off the combo, the fight stops for a second. The other fighter leaps forward, knocking you out. As the screen says winning, you feel a surge of electricity flow between the pad and your glasses. A second later, you feel it jump out, flying towards the wall. About fifteen seconds later, the Rotom comes back.

On your pad, Wooper Looper begins to play.

[IrnBruAddict]

Honestly, I'm just as confused as you are. Arte, any thoughts on the matter?

Romeo looks over her new body. He runs his hand over her new legs and her tails. Yep, her entire body was different. Hmm, no matter how I look at things, you are an Espeon. How is it? Can you use your new powers well? But how to test them?

Elly, try and read the mind of the guard outside the door. While Elly does that, Romeo loots the knocked out guard, taking his gun, then sorting through the balls, trying to figure out which ball was what pokemon. He needed to find his team and Sparky first of all.

[Esprit15]

Well my family worshipped a couple of the gods. Darkrai, Kyurem and Giratina, mostly. Don't know much about Crescellia. I suppose if what you said is true, Crescellia might have blessed that charm you got, and a way it manifests is by changing Elly into a lighter form. As to her interst in you, no clue. Benevolent gods like kind people, maybe? Not sure why she'd take an interest in a Rocket recruit though. Especially a Mewish one. Artemis thinks on the matter. Could have sworn that those were just stories and such. She tries to remember anything that her parents had told her back home about Darkrai and Crescellia.

[Eshkigal]

Unfortunately, by the time they get to him, he's already hit the floor, face broken from the beating and blood staining the wall behind him. Blood is pooling from his likely broken nose and gashes on the back of his head, running through his already red hair, and he's just out like a light.

(He only has 80 HP. Currently at-17)

[MesiDoomstalker]

Wooper looper? Wooper... Looper... Looper... Loop. Video loop. Void your fast. Did you download all these games? Not important. Did you find anything while you were in there?

[Arcran]

Honestly, I'm just as confused as you are. Arte, any thoughts on the matter?

Romeo looks over her new body. He runs his hand over her new legs and her tails. Yep, her entire body was different. Hmm, no matter how I look at things, you are an Espeon. How is it? Can you use your new powers well? But how to test them?

Elly, try and read the mind of the guard outside the door. While Elly does that, Romeo loots the knocked out guard, taking his gun, then sorting through the balls, trying to figure out which ball was what pokemon. He needed to find his team and Sparky first of all.

It doesn't take long before you have your Pokemon; your entire team found and accounted for. Sparky is a quick find too; it only takes a few minutes and you have it.

Ok, Elly "says", jewel glowing softly on her head.

ROMEO! He's coming in! you hear just as the door starts to open.


Well my family worshipped a couple of the gods. Darkrai, Kyurem and Giratina, mostly. Don't know much about Crescellia. I suppose if what you said is true, Crescellia might have blessed that charm you got, and a way it manifests is by changing Elly into a lighter form. As to her interst in you, no clue. Benevolent gods like kind people, maybe? Not sure why she'd take an interest in a Rocket recruit though. Especially a Mewish one. Artemis thinks on the matter. Could have sworn that those were just stories and such. She tries to remember anything that her parents had told her back home about Darkrai and Crescellia.

You don't remember much; Darkrai was the god of darkness, nightmares, and fear, and was generally linked to eclipses while Cressalia was love, hope, and other such "nice" things. The moon was commonly her domain. The two were competing entities, often using mortals as tools in their divine struggle.


Unfortunately, by the time they get to him, he's already hit the floor, face broken from the beating and blood staining the wall behind him. Blood is pooling from his likely broken nose and gashes on the back of his head, running through his already red hair, and he's just out like a light.

(He only has 80 HP. Currently at-17)

You awake some time later in a dark room. You're up against a wall; your good arm is bound to it by your wrist, your ankles, and one last restraint across your chest. They're old school; just straight up leather straps with hooks.

Mr. Slate, you're awake I see, you hear from an indescribable point in the shadows.


Wooper looper? Wooper... Looper... Looper... Loop. Video loop. Void your fast. Did you download all these games? Not important. Did you find anything while you were in there?

Static comes over the microphone in the pad.

I just put the thing on a loop. I didn't hack into their stuff, you hear in a staticy, monotone voice that sounds vaguely female. I guess I could do that though, the voice says, somehow carrying derision even through the sarcasm.

[Esprit15]

There were a few stories of them using mortals in divine struggles between them. It tended to not end well for one or both mortals. I'd be careful. Careful of... That would explain the massacre in Saffron being excessive. Wait, shouldn't I be keeping an eye on the guy? He'd feel you keeping a tab on him just as you noticed him. Self preservation. Self preservation might mean keeping an eye on Romeo and warning him of people who would kill him in an instant. And if he goes to pick off the meddling psychic girl before he returns to his other prey? I stand a better chance than Romeo. Romeo has mons. And so does the killer. ...

Well like I said, I'll help any way I can from here. One guard she could handle. Two would be tough, but doable on their own. The problem was the other ones that the facility was crawling with, and the low odds that any of them had much medicine on them in case of injury... Eh, worth asking. If you got out, you have to have taken a guard or two out. What all do they care on their persons?

[Eshkigal]

Gerald shakes his head a bit, still ringing from the blows given. He lets his good arm go slack, while trying to get it able to slip out. He responds with a scratchy voice, taste of his own blood in his mouth.
"...Too far?"
He closes his eyes. Nothing around to see anyway, may as well.
[roll0]-try to free up the only arm without being noticed.

[IrnBruAddict]

Romeo releases Sparky on his shoulder. Well, now's as good a time as any to try out your new moves.

Psybeam on the guard as soon as he steps in.

[roll0], base 2, confuses on 19-20
[roll1], fire type physical damage, hits everything in a 1m column

[MesiDoomstalker]

Not necessary, not yet at least. I want them to trust me, and having a pokemon, even a wild one, snooping in their system won't help at all. I do have one question. Well a few, but the first most important. Why are you helping me? I was bluffing. After a moment of thought. Oh, and I apologize for misunderstanding you and yoru intentions earlier. It was my mistake. I'm sorry.

[Arcran]

Gerald shakes his head a bit, still ringing from the blows given. He lets his good arm go slack, while trying to get it able to slip out. He responds with a scratchy voice, taste of his own blood in his mouth.
"...Too far?"
He closes his eyes. Nothing around to see anyway, may as well.
[roll0]-try to free up the only arm without being noticed.

Too far? Oh no, you're just far enough, he says, some lights coming on. They highlight around you to reveal a grisly sight.

All around the room are cages full of people. Trapped, like animals. They don't do anything; they just sit there, a dead look on their face, but they're very much alive. There has to be at least thirty of them; all in cages, all with the same dead look. You recognize one from the Team Rocket base; he had been gearing up when you left. Now he sits there with a dead look in his eyes, gently rocking back and forth.

Seem them? he says, a sick grin on his face. They thought they'd try to resist too. That one, he says, gesturing to a woman, actually had the nerve to throw a punch. So here's your last chance. Give me some reason to let you live a minute longer with you mind in tact. Please, humor me, he says, putting on a pair of black gloves.


Romeo releases Sparky on his shoulder. Well, now's as good a time as any to try out your new moves.

Psybeam on the guard as soon as he steps in.

[roll0], base 2, confuses on 19-20
[roll1], fire type physical damage, hits everything in a 1m column

The wave of energy knocks the man back, not even giving him a chance to curse. The attack doesn't drop him though, and he quickly regains his composure. He pulls out his gun and reaches for his walkie talkie.....


Not necessary, not yet at least. I want them to trust me, and having a pokemon, even a wild one, snooping in their system won't help at all. I do have one question. Well a few, but the first most important. Why are you helping me? I was bluffing. After a moment of thought. Oh, and I apologize for misunderstanding you and yoru intentions earlier. It was my mistake. I'm sorry.

Why do I help you? the Rotom says in the same female voice. I was bored. You really need to get some more movies on there. You should just give me your card so I can get them myself. I promise there will only be a little porn.

And yes, you should be sorry. I thought you were intelligent. Apparently my cursory assessment was incomplete.

You sure you don't want me to snoop around? Fry a few outlets? Flood the bathroom?

[MesiDoomstalker]

Snooping would be useful. More information the better. But staying out of sight and unnoticed is the key. If you muk with something, do it sparingly and on something minor. You can muk up something big when we break for it. And as an after thought. I'll get more movies when we get out of here.

[Eshkigal]

"Huh...looks like nightmare smoke. Used to take that stuff for a good night's sleep. Anyway...I can make robotic limbs and higher tech given a chance? I don't know. Because you want to see me break. Because I insulted you enough to make you ready to snap and show your true self. Frankly, even if I did anything like agree with you, I failed. I didn't bring you back. They're likely going to do their own version of terrible things to me."
He looks around.
"So, as a dying request, what exactly did you do, anyway? While it looks similar, nightmare smoke would take too long..."

[Esprit15]

Artemis gets fidgety as she learns that there are others of the team alive and actually getting around. Hm, there was that wall section that seemed weak... Artemis grabs the dented chair. Ought to be hard enough to break a bit of wall before breaking. She takes a few swings at the weaker section of wall from earlier.

STR: [roll0]

[IrnBruAddict]

Romeo body slams into the guy, trying to knock the radio out his hand. At the same time, he orders Sparky to T-Wave the man.

Dex check to knock the Radio away: [roll0] (if it's STR instead, change the +2 to -4)

Sparky uses Thunder-Wave, auto hits and paralyses

[Arcran]

Snooping would be useful. More information the better. But staying out of sight and unnoticed is the key. If you muk with something, do it sparingly and on something minor. You can muk up something big when we break for it. And as an after thought. I'll get more movies when we get out of here.

Okie dokie boss, the Rotom says, disappearing from the pad into the camera. A few minutes later, it returns.

A man appears to be making out with the team cripple. He does not seem to enjoy it. Shall I intervene?


"Huh...looks like nightmare smoke. Used to take that stuff for a good night's sleep. Anyway...I can make robotic limbs and higher tech given a chance? I don't know. Because you want to see me break. Because I insulted you enough to make you ready to snap and show your true self. Frankly, even if I did anything like agree with you, I failed. I didn't bring you back. They're likely going to do their own version of terrible things to me."
He looks around.
"So, as a dying request, what exactly did you do, anyway? While it looks similar, nightmare smoke would take too long..."

Nightmare smoke? he says with a chuckle. Please. That stuff is barely good for giving a grown man nightmares. Trust me, this is far better. Darkrai sends his regards, he says. Before he you can respond he walks over, leans in...

And clamps his mouth on yours.

Shock gives way to horror as you start to feel something wrong. Your very being, your very essence, was being drained away. You try to cling desperately to cling to memories, however painful they may be. You try to scream, but find yourself unable to. Your childhood memories, your tortures, your pains; leaving your body, going into him. It feels like it goes on forever; finally, he lets go.

Father Darkrai, he mutters, gasping for breath. You.... You're memories... he says, trailing off for a second. Give me a minute. I just need a minute, he says, seemingly about to pass out.

You try to wrack your memory for your past. Your Pokemon? Static? Spinner? Sparky. Sparky was right. Your name. Jeremiah. Joseph? Gerard? Gerald. Gerald was right. As you try to cling to memories, you hear hooting to the left. Two ape-like Pokemon, covered in cuts and hands soaked in blood, rattle an electronic cage. Probably some sort of interrogation thing.


Artemis gets fidgety as she learns that there are others of the team alive and actually getting around. Hm, there was that wall section that seemed weak... Artemis grabs the dented chair. Ought to be hard enough to break a bit of wall before breaking. She takes a few swings at the weaker section of wall from earlier.

STR: [roll0]

Eventually you've chipped a good sized hole in the wall. It's more of a large dent than a real hole, but it works. As you hit though, you eventually hit harder and harder stone, bending and warping the chair more. One last hit breaks the metal, leaving you with a jagged edged seat.

As you stop, you hear a gunshot.


Romeo body slams into the guy, trying to knock the radio out his hand. At the same time, he orders Sparky to T-Wave the man.

Dex check to knock the Radio away: [roll0] (if it's STR instead, change the +2 to -4)

Sparky uses Thunder-Wave, auto hits and paralyses

You barely manage to knock the radio away; it scatters across the floor. He still has his gun though and, fighting through the Paralysis, lifts his gun, firing. His aim is thrown off by the waves of electricity, but he still hits you square in the thigh. The gunshot seems to reverberate throughout the complex, carrying far louder than it should have.

28 damage.

[MesiDoomstalker]

While amusing, yes. Not sure what he is up to, but I doubt its for Gerald's own good. Thank you. Hope. That is all he has right now.

[Eshkigal]

"Haaa...Sp...Sparky, I'm...I'm sorry...Si...what was her name...R...something...I...oh gods...you took their faces..."
He shakes his head, strange water leaking from his eyes. Were...he thought he couldn't cry any more...
He then hacks, spitting up some blood, and shakes his head some more.
"What's...what's stopping you? Thought I was...was just making muk up? Had a story before...something...something asked and they died..."

[Esprit15]

****. What did that boy do now. Artemis looks at all the minds in range, trying to get an idea of how the facility was reacting to the gunshot going off.

...

Badly. The facility was reacting very badly to it. She knocks on her door to get the guard's attention. "Excuse me? What was that noise? It sounded like gunfire, but that shouldn't be happening in the halls. What's going on?" She starts pounding on the door frantically, concern becoming evident in her voice as she finishes speaking.

[hustlertwo]

Paul, his bravado faltering in the face of potentially losing one of his Pokemon, lifts the rest of the roasted bird and places it on the floor next to the scrawny rodent. Take it all to them, little one.

He then perks up a bit.

Family? Can you bring them here to eat? Perhaps there will be enough to help extricate me from this mess.

[IrnBruAddict]

Romeo shrugs off the hit, and moves back, shooting the pistol he looted before. 'Again Elly.' The new Espeon releases another beam of psychic energy from her mouth and blasts the guy.

Arms Attack: [roll0] base 6
[roll1] + whatever level bonus

Psybeam: [roll2], base 2, confuses on 19-20
[roll3], psychic special damage

[IrnBruAddict]

and the crit damage:

[roll0]

[Arcran]

While amusing, yes. Not sure what he is up to, but I doubt its for Gerald's own good. Thank you. Hope. That is all he has right now.

You're the Rotom ATM.

As you travel through the wires back to the strange scene, you arrive just in time to see the man clamp on to the other guy again. The good guy starts flailing against his restraints instantly. You have a great view from here. You don't see much; there's some lights you could mess with, various computers, and what looks like an electronic gate. Inside are two Pokemon, although they have leashes on. There also are a handful of electronic torture tools; a drill, tiny saw, and tazer stand out.

The restraints on the other man are old school; not possessable, unfortunately.


"Haaa...Sp...Sparky, I'm...I'm sorry...Si...what was her name...R...something...I...oh gods...you took their faces..."
He shakes his head, strange water leaking from his eyes. Were...he thought he couldn't cry any more...
He then hacks, spitting up some blood, and shakes his head some more.
"What's...what's stopping you? Thought I was...was just making muk up? Had a story before...something...something asked and they died..."

For a long time he simply sits there, trying to recover before he finally starts to act.

What's stopping me? You're a psychopath, that's why. How many people have died? he mutters, looking at you in shock. Don't answer that. I'll know in about twenty seconds, he says, clamping onto your mouth. You start to flail as your last memories start to fade.


****. What did that boy do now. Artemis looks at all the minds in range, trying to get an idea of how the facility was reacting to the gunshot going off.

...

Badly. The facility was reacting very badly to it. She knocks on her door to get the guard's attention. "Excuse me? What was that noise? It sounded like gunfire, but that shouldn't be happening in the halls. What's going on?" She starts pounding on the door frantically, concern becoming evident in her voice as she finishes speaking.

As you ask, a second shot sounds.

"Get away from the door," the man says, resting his hand on it as he points his handgun through a slit. He doesn't open it though.

"Get back or I shoot. Jakob, what the muk is going on out there?"


Paul, his bravado faltering in the face of potentially losing one of his Pokemon, lifts the rest of the roasted bird and places it on the floor next to the scrawny rodent. Take it all to them, little one.

He then perks up a bit.

Family? Can you bring them here to eat? Perhaps there will be enough to help extricate me from this mess.

The Rattata answers in the positive. It dashes off and a few seconds later there are six more of the little critters, all tearing at the meat. Most seem even weaker than the one you met, although one is much larger with its fur just starting to brown, likely meaning evolution.

While the rats are still in the wall, another gunshot sounds. You can hear guards running down the hall.


Romeo shrugs off the hit, and moves back, shooting the pistol he looted before. 'Again Elly.' The new Espeon releases another beam of psychic energy from her mouth and blasts the guy.

Arms Attack: [roll0] base 6
[roll1] + whatever level bonus

Psybeam: [roll2], base 2, confuses on 19-20
[roll3], psychic special damage

Your shot tears through the man's shoulder. Elly's blast catches him as he turns back, throwing him out of the room. You can hear shouts and the stomping of boots down the hall.

Romeo, seven of them. We need to figure something out.

As you plant on your leg to run, you almost collapse. The shot had hurt your leg badly; running would hurt.

[MesiDoomstalker]

Oh yay! New toys! C'mere you electric beauty! The Rotom jumps into the Tazer, possessing it. Raising up, sparks fly from the electrodes. Suck electricity Creepy Kissing man!

T-wave'd the bastard! And by Bastard, I mean McMurder.

[Arcran]

Oh yay! New toys! C'mere you electric beauty! The Rotom jumps into the Tazer, possessing it. Raising up, sparks fly from the electrodes. Suck electricity Creepy Kissing man!

T-wave'd the bastard! And by Bastard, I mean McMurder.

Anni surges backward, curing as the waves roll over him. He looks desperately to find the offender, ball of energy glowing as electricity courses over him.

Gerald
You feel a shock only to have Anni pull away. You are barely conscious; barely able to remember your own name. The world seems to be moving through a fog.

[Eshkigal]

Something...something bad was happening. Struggle. Struggle. It hurts...struggle anyway. Why? Don't know. Don't know. Get off. Get out. Get away. He tries to get his arm out...please...whatever things are, please...
[roll0]-dex to slip out of the binds

[Esprit15]

Okay, that's it. Artemis glares towards the man and walks towards him and through the wall. **** you, I'll walk where I want to walk. As she clears the door, she proceeds to book it down the hall as fast as she can go, heading for Romeo. You seem panicked. Need a bit of help?
More Phasing! 104/124
Note: Overland is 6, as opposed to the normal 5

[MesiDoomstalker]

Time for a new location. The Rotom de-possesses the tazer, using his regained ghostly visage to render himself invisible. He floats, slowly, towards the cage.

[IrnBruAddict]

I got a plan, and I have our stuff Arte. Get to me.

Romeo inticates a large selection of balls on the wall that he didn't recognize. Elly, float those over to the guys coming at us. Hope a little chaos can hold them off for a bit. He limps over to his gear and opens his medcase, treating his wounds.

Romeo uses Treat Light Wounds on himself. Gains 20 hp back and hopefully fixes his leg.

[hustlertwo]

Paul reaches out through Speck to have him communicate with the others after they have had their fill.

I have friends who sound like they may need my help. Can you tell the others to try to weaken the bonds that hold me? Especially the big one there. If we can find and free the others, they have more food for your family.

[Arcran]

Something...something bad was happening. Struggle. Struggle. It hurts...struggle anyway. Why? Don't know. Don't know. Get off. Get out. Get away. He tries to get his arm out...please...whatever things are, please...
[roll0]-dex to slip out of the binds

As you struggle, you manage to break your thumb and slide right out of the restraint. Sure, it hurt, but it was better than the alternative. You slump to the ground in a daze.

CON check if you want to act.


Okay, that's it. Artemis glares towards the man and walks towards him and through the wall. **** you, I'll walk where I want to walk. As she clears the door, she proceeds to book it down the hall as fast as she can go, heading for Romeo. You seem panicked. Need a bit of help?
More Phasing! 104/124
Note: Overland is 6, as opposed to the normal 5

The man shouts and you hear the familiar buzz of a walkie talkie. He levels his gun at you, but just misses as you duck around a corner. Just as you think the way is clear, three guards round the other corner. They shout and fumble with their weapons.

There is a door halfway around the corner.

Map! (https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/ccc?key=0Akuo1v6xJCoXdHF3TXJoMGcxOUdVUGhoYzFJc2dOU EE#gid=0)


Time for a new location. The Rotom de-possesses the tazer, using his regained ghostly visage to render himself invisible. He floats, slowly, towards the cage.

You turn invisible quite easily; Anni is desperately looking around, trying to find the source of the shock. He mutters curses as he staggers around, paralyzed, and starts to head over to a table on the far side of the room, back momentarily turned.


I got a plan, and I have our stuff Arte. Get to me.

Romeo inticates a large selection of balls on the wall that he didn't recognize. Elly, float those over to the guys coming at us. Hope a little chaos can hold them off for a bit. He limps over to his gear and opens his medcase, treating his wounds.

Romeo uses Treat Light Wounds on himself. Gains 20 hp back and hopefully fixes his leg.

You manage to get a splint on your leg; far from perfect, but it lets you put some weight on it. You may not be able to run full speed, but it will do.

Elly lobs the balls into the hallway. Only a few land in such a way to accidently trigger, but the shouts as Pokemon appear are loud. Elly slams the door shut.

RHYHORN! RUN!!! you hear, with a mixture of curses, a few gunshots, and a massive roar. This definitely wasn't a Rhyhorn just used for pulling a cart.


Paul reaches out through Speck to have him communicate with the others after they have had their fill.

I have friends who sound like they may need my help. Can you tell the others to try to weaken the bonds that hold me? Especially the big one there. If we can find and free the others, they have more food for your family.

Did a CHA check for you. Damn Nat 20...

Speck relays your message. A few seconds later, the group of Rattata get to work. The large one bites down on your leg chain once, twice, three times, snapping the chain like it was nothing. It looks up at you, a slight grin in its eyes.

[MesiDoomstalker]

Silly humans. In I go! The Rotom quickly floats over to the cage, slipping into the circuitry. Alright, lets see how you work.

Int to open the gate. [roll0]

[Eshkigal]

Gerald shakes his head, trying to clear it. Pain in his hand...why didn't that bother him as much? Different pain...pain inside...he pukes his guts out as the feeling of having 19 years forcibly ripped from his skull overtakes him, before crawling further away from where he had been, away from Ani. Towards a door, wall, SOMETHING of use...
[roll0]-for next round

[Esprit15]

Artemis sprints down the hall, weaving to her left when she spots the side hallway. (4m into side hallway)

[IrnBruAddict]

Romeo gathers up all his gear, and as much of his team mates pokemon as he can. He then starts to pull on Arte's armour and Ethan's gauntlet. He'd apologize about borrowing them later. Also need to apologize about Sparky too.

'Elly, keep at it. More balls. More chaos!' He'd wait just a little longer. That was all he needed. Just a little bit longer.

'Cresselia, are you still there? Where are the kids being kept? I need to save John and the others. We grab everyone and run, that's my plan. I can't stop Anni yet. People's lives take priority for now. Vengeance can come later.'

[hustlertwo]

Paul laughs, a deep, slightly manic chortle that sends his belly shaking.

They thought they could intimidate me! Beat me down, strip away my friends, my team. They thought that could stop Paul Ticker. And they might have been right. But they didn't count on the return of Johto's most dangerous trainer...Rattata Joey!

He looks at his hairy horde of helpers.

Speck, you and yours have already done a lot, and if you want to wait until this is over that is fine. I will come back with the food I promised. But I am going to go hurt the badmen that have hounded and attacked you and your family. And if all of you come with me, especially Big Bad Brown over there, then we ought to be able to swarm over them.

[Arcran]

Silly humans. In I go! The Rotom quickly floats over to the cage, slipping into the circuitry. Alright, lets see how you work.

Int to open the gate. [roll0]

It takes a try or two, but you manage to get the cage to pop open. As you do so, the apes run past your, hooting and hollering. They make a beeline for Anni. He sees them coming and hobbles quickly to the table. He grabs something, injecting it into his arm. The waves of electricity go away just in time for the apes to tackle him.


Gerald shakes his head, trying to clear it. Pain in his hand...why didn't that bother him as much? Different pain...pain inside...he pukes his guts out as the feeling of having 19 years forcibly ripped from his skull overtakes him, before crawling further away from where he had been, away from Ani. Towards a door, wall, SOMETHING of use...
[roll0]-for next round

You manage to crawl a few meters, then begin to feel better. You think you could probably at least stand now. It probably was a good thing you didn't get up; two apes, apparently coming out of nowhere, leap at Anni, tackling him. They seem familiar, but you can't remember from where.


Artemis sprints down the hall, weaving to her left when she spots the side hallway. (4m into side hallway)

As you race down the hallway, a guard takes a shot at you, clipping your shoulder. You manage to duck into the room, slamming the door shut. You barley have time to brace it before it is almost slammed open by the opposing guards. There's no internal lock, although a quick look around shows that this appears to be a supply closet. There are cleaning agents, supplies, and the basics like brooms and mops.

A man continues to slam into the door. From under the door you can hear a siren sound and see a red light flash.


Romeo gathers up all his gear, and as much of his team mates pokemon as he can. He then starts to pull on Arte's armour and Ethan's gauntlet. He'd apologize about borrowing them later. Also need to apologize about Sparky too.

'Elly, keep at it. More balls. More chaos!' He'd wait just a little longer. That was all he needed. Just a little bit longer.

'Cresselia, are you still there? Where are the kids being kept? I need to save John and the others. We grab everyone and run, that's my plan. I can't stop Anni yet. People's lives take priority for now. Vengeance can come later.'

You manage to quickly find everybody's main Pokemon; Willy and Buck for Paul, Mjolnir and Ollie for Ethan, Sparky for Gerald, and Aquilla and Dilumvium for Artemis. Thirty seconds more of looking gets you your entire team.

Elly looks at you quizzically.

I don't think you want me to open the door, she says.

They're in another cell block. Go left. Look for a yellow door.


Paul laughs, a deep, slightly manic chortle that sends his belly shaking.

They thought they could intimidate me! Beat me down, strip away my friends, my team. They thought that could stop Paul Ticker. And they might have been right. But they didn't count on the return of Johto's most dangerous trainer...Rattata Joey!

He looks at his hairy horde of helpers.

Speck, you and yours have already done a lot, and if you want to wait until this is over that is fine. I will come back with the food I promised. But I am going to go hurt the badmen that have hounded and attacked you and your family. And if all of you come with me, especially Big Bad Brown over there, then we ought to be able to swarm over them.

The Rattata seem unsure. A quick chattering goes between the Pokemon, finally ending with the big one growling at the others.

We fight, Speck thinks simply.

The other 7 nod in unison.

Either I can give you the stats and let you command directly or just handle them for you. Your choice.

[Eshkigal]

Good monkies. Very good monkies. Gerald clambers to his feet, before looking for the doorway and making a beeline for it. Must find...S...no, NO, this one's too important to let fade away! Try harder dammit! S...Sparky! Must find Sparky! The fog clears a bit, and he remembers some other faces, human and pokemon. He...he has a dog? That sounds happy. Find him too! Maybe the humans as well!

(Gets up, moves for door, leaves braindead people and monkies where they are.

[MesiDoomstalker]

Well that was fun. Lets see if any of Egghead's other friends need their butt's saved. The Rotom sneaks away from Kissy-Face Man, staying invisible, and going back into the camera system. Looking for anyone needing technical support.

[IrnBruAddict]

Romeo lets Buck out. 'Elly, carry as many of those balls with you as you can. Same plan. We see a bad guy, we chuck an unknown ball at them and run. Buck, I'll need to rely on you and Sparky now to protect us. You've always been one of the stronger members of the team, and I probably can't command Mjolnir or Willy to well. I believe in you. You're Paul Ticker's new ace.' Romeo nodded at Buck, then moves to the door, and pressed his ear against it. If all was quiet, he'd head for the direction Cresselia told him.

'I'm sorry to be such a burden on you my lady Cresselia. I promise you I am trying my hardest. Could you guide my companions too? Or, if not, can you at least contact Arte next time she reads my mind? I understand if you can't.'

He holds his necklace tightly. I won't fail you my lady.

[Esprit15]

Artemis clasps at her shoulder, but it seems like it was just a small flesh wound, nothing serious. She holds against the door, frantically looking around. What to do, what to do... Sprinklers, that would be good. With an alarm already blaring they shouldn't hear. What to use... couldn't rely on a random detergent to catch fire, and she didn't want to poison herself with the fumes. Just need a quick burst of it...ah-ha! An aerosol bottle flies over to her. Next, disable movement when they come in. Need more than that just water for that... Ah, there we go! A bottle of liquid soap is pulled over to her. She uncaps it and pours it around the room, adding another if it isn't enough until the whole room except for the small area behind the door is slick (still need friction to hold the door back, after all). She uncaps the aerosol can and puts two fingers on the two sides of the nozzle and runs an arc of electricity between them. She then sprays the spray at the smoke detector.

[hustlertwo]

Probably just let you control them. I'm not supposed to have that info as a Mystic anyhow; they only listen to my suggestions, they don't take my orders as if they were mine. Although of course the real reason is I'm lazy and I don't have the time.

Paul grins.

Let's go join the fun then.

Paul uses his bulk and his new allies to attempt to smash the door to pieces.

[roll0] Str check

If they succeed in getting out, he looks for the nearest place that might contain his team.

[Arcran]

Good monkies. Very good monkies. Gerald clambers to his feet, before looking for the doorway and making a beeline for it. Must find...S...no, NO, this one's too important to let fade away! Try harder dammit! S...Sparky! Must find Sparky! The fog clears a bit, and he remembers some other faces, human and pokemon. He...he has a dog? That sounds happy. Find him too! Maybe the humans as well!

(Gets up, moves for door, leaves braindead people and monkies where they are.

You manage to get to your feet and race out the door, which is unlocked. As you enter the hallway, a wave of sound hits you. Some kind of red light is flashing and a high pitched burst of sound goes on and off. You don't know the purpose, but it's there.

Just then, a man rounds the corner, bumping you. You swing your leg low, taking his legs out. As he falls, you stomp on his wrist, forcing him to drop his gun. You flip it up to yourself, take aim....

BLAM

The body slumps to the ground. You are more than Gerald. You are The Assassin; a man with a past you can't remember, but your training remains. Even with one arm, you're a better fighter than most of these fools.

Another two guards round there corner, guns at the ready.

"Prisoner escaping!"

Level 15 Normal Gun.

I'll also allow you to have a free attack a round. Have fun!


Well that was fun. Lets see if any of Egghead's other friends need their butt's saved. The Rotom sneaks away from Kissy-Face Man, staying invisible, and going back into the camera system. Looking for anyone needing technical support.

As you leave, you see an ape fly across the room, a purplish glow around its chest.

Soon enough you find cameras. The kisser is in the hallway; you arrive just in time to see him blow somebody's brains out. You can't find the ugly girl, but her lover is making a run for it. Paul is still in his cell, slamming into a door.

You see Anni send the other ape flying, getting up, seemingly unhurt. You see a large guard blow a large Rock Pokemon's brains out, his companions firing on the others. You see a squad close in on Romeo.


Romeo lets Buck out. 'Elly, carry as many of those balls with you as you can. Same plan. We see a bad guy, we chuck an unknown ball at them and run. Buck, I'll need to rely on you and Sparky now to protect us. You've always been one of the stronger members of the team, and I probably can't command Mjolnir or Willy to well. I believe in you. You're Paul Ticker's new ace.' Romeo nodded at Buck, then moves to the door, and pressed his ear against it. If all was quiet, he'd head for the direction Cresselia told him.

'I'm sorry to be such a burden on you my lady Cresselia. I promise you I am trying my hardest. Could you guide my companions too? Or, if not, can you at least contact Arte next time she reads my mind? I understand if you can't.'

He holds his necklace tightly. I won't fail you my lady.

I cannot speak with them. Even now, simply with you, it is a strain due to HIS presence, the voice says.

As you exit the room, Buck leads. You make it around the corner safely; seems that Rhyhorn is doing its job well. Elly has about five Pokeballs circling around her. You round another corner; no guards. You see the yellow door!

Then three guards round the corner. They see you, shout, and raise their guns. One fires, but Buck leaps in front of you, taking the shot.

Behind you, you hear the blast of a shotgun. The Rhyhorn cries out, and its roaring stops.

8 damage Buck.


Artemis clasps at her shoulder, but it seems like it was just a small flesh wound, nothing serious. She holds against the door, frantically looking around. What to do, what to do... Sprinklers, that would be good. With an alarm already blaring they shouldn't hear. What to use... couldn't rely on a random detergent to catch fire, and she didn't want to poison herself with the fumes. Just need a quick burst of it...ah-ha! An aerosol bottle flies over to her. Next, disable movement when they come in. Need more than that just water for that... Ah, there we go! A bottle of liquid soap is pulled over to her. She uncaps it and pours it around the room, adding another if it isn't enough until the whole room except for the small area behind the door is slick (still need friction to hold the door back, after all). She uncaps the aerosol can and puts two fingers on the two sides of the nozzle and runs an arc of electricity between them. She then sprays the spray at the smoke detector.

The aerosol ignites, sending a jet of fire at the detector. A few seconds later, a sprinkler starts to drench the room, putting a thick coat of water on the ground that mixes with the soap to create a sudsy mess. You can barely keep your feet on it.

Your footing unsafe, the door is busted open as you lose your grip. You fall to the ground. Two guards enter the room, guns pointed at you, the sprinkler quickly coating them.

"Gotcha," one says, taking aim at your head.


Probably just let you control them. I'm not supposed to have that info as a Mystic anyhow; they only listen to my suggestions, they don't take my orders as if they were mine. Although of course the real reason is I'm lazy and I don't have the time.

Paul grins.

Let's go join the fun then.

Paul uses his bulk and his new allies to attempt to smash the door to pieces.

[roll0] Str check

If they succeed in getting out, he looks for the nearest place that might contain his team.

Despite your efforts, the steel door does not yield. In fact, you just end up hurting your shoulder.

Speck, on the other hand, has a better plan. Chattering at two other rats, he squeezes under the door. You hear a scream from outside, a few gunshots, and then the rats return. Speck squeezes under, a ring of keys clenched in his bloody jaws.

[Eshkigal]

Gerald growls, aiming at one man and taking a pair of shots, moving away from the guards as he goes. He's calling someone, right?
[roll0]
[roll1] (+5 if I can add dex to guns, forgot STAB, x2 to dex...make that 27)
[roll2]
[roll3] (again, +5 if I can add dex) (again, 27)

54 damage total

[IrnBruAddict]

It's 4 against 3. Almost unfair, right Elly? This is why he chose this team. With Buck defending and Elly and Sparky to cover him, they'd be fine. No one was stopping him from saving the kids.

'Elly, Psybeam these fools.'

Elly jumps in fromt of Buck and fires a blast, trying to catch all 3 with her attack.

[roll0], base 2, confuse on 19-20
[roll1], special psychic damage, 1 meter column

[MesiDoomstalker]

Rotom

Loverboy needs some help? The Rotom pops out of the camera's behind the group persuing Romeo (far enough away to avoid hitting Elly or any other friendlies), before unleashing a massive, blood curdling wail.

[roll0] Special Normal AC 2, 5m burst. Want positioned to hit gaurds but not friendlies.
[roll1]
duration: [roll2]

Ethan

Ethan had gone back to studying the paper while the Rotom went and interfered. Not like he could do much from inside this cell. Hmmm... I hadn't thought of that till just know. Ethan goes to the phone app, scrolling through his call log. Aha! The number the boss lady used to bitch him out before all this mess started. Hopefully he could get signal. He hit the big "call" button.

[Esprit15]

Back at you. A blast of electricity fills the soaked room.

Discharge
Electric
AC: [roll0] 2, Para on 15-20
Damage: [roll1]
If Crit: [roll2]

[hustlertwo]

Right. No, I was totally gonna suggest that, but you beat me to it, Speck. In any case, attaboy. Now, let's get some more blood on those whiskers. Just remember, a few of these people are my friends, so let's not maul those. The rest, go for it. Feel free to target crotches first in every skirmish. Rattata Joey never shows mercy! Now lead on, my beauties, and try to sniff out where the Pokemon are stored. I must find my team.

Freed from his prison, Paul emerges into the hallway, following the Rattata horde or, if they don't have a direction, just stomping around until he comes to an enemy, a teammate, or something of worth to steal.

[Arcran]

Gerald growls, aiming at one man and taking a pair of shots, moving away from the guards as he goes. He's calling someone, right?
[roll0]
[roll1] (+5 if I can add dex to guns, forgot STAB, x2 to dex...make that 27)
[roll2]
[roll3] (again, +5 if I can add dex) (again, 27)

54 damage total

You doubletap the guard on the chest, punching straight through his vest and sending him bleeding to the ground. The other opens fire, only to have you spin away, anticipating the bullet before it even left his gun.


It's 4 against 3. Almost unfair, right Elly? This is why he chose this team. With Buck defending and Elly and Sparky to cover him, they'd be fine. No one was stopping him from saving the kids.

'Elly, Psybeam these fools.'

Elly jumps in fromt of Buck and fires a blast, trying to catch all 3 with her attack.

[roll0], base 2, confuse on 19-20
[roll1], special psychic damage, 1 meter column

Elly blasts the three guard, staggering them. They are dazed, confused, but manage to raise their guns to fire at Elly, bullets flying through the air like miniscule missiles. Elly raises a shield, causing two bullets to stop mid-flight while the third connects, causing the Espeon-Umbreon to scream in pain.

14 Elly.

You hear a massive screech and more gunfire from behind.


Rotom

Loverboy needs some help? The Rotom pops out of the camera's behind the group persuing Romeo (far enough away to avoid hitting Elly or any other friendlies), before unleashing a massive, blood curdling wail.

[roll0] Special Normal AC 2, 5m burst. Want positioned to hit gaurds but not friendlies.
[roll1]
duration: [roll2]

Ethan

Ethan had gone back to studying the paper while the Rotom went and interfered. Not like he could do much from inside this cell. Hmmm... I hadn't thought of that till just know. Ethan goes to the phone app, scrolling through his call log. Aha! The number the boss lady used to bitch him out before all this mess started. Hopefully he could get signal. He hit the big "call" button.
Rotom:
You send a wave of pure sound across the hall. Somehow, improbably, the guards had anticipated your attack, lifting their hands to protect their ears and stopping the attack from hurting you. They curse, raising their guns to fire....

And the shots pass right through you. You can't help but flinch; those tickled.

Ethan:
We are sorry. The call cannot be completed as dialed. Error: Number is no longer connected.


Back at you. A blast of electricity fills the soaked room.

Discharge
Electric
AC: [roll0] 2, Para on 15-20
Damage: [roll1]
If Crit: [roll2]

The two guards are launched out of the room, electricity coursing through their water soaked bodies. The third guard, seeing his two friends who should have taken you down, runs down the hallway, shouting for backup.


Right. No, I was totally gonna suggest that, but you beat me to it, Speck. In any case, attaboy. Now, let's get some more blood on those whiskers. Just remember, a few of these people are my friends, so let's not maul those. The rest, go for it. Feel free to target crotches first in every skirmish. Rattata Joey never shows mercy! Now lead on, my beauties, and try to sniff out where the Pokemon are stored. I must find my team.

Freed from his prison, Paul emerges into the hallway, following the Rattata horde or, if they don't have a direction, just stomping around until he comes to an enemy, a teammate, or something of worth to steal.

As you rush down the hall, you only meet a few scattered guards that your small pack easily tears through. As you round the corner you hear a shotgun blast just in time to see a Rhyhorn's brains splatter across the walls. The gun is wielded by a brute of a man; over six feet, and at least your weight although it appears to be comprised of muscle, not fat. He chuckles, then turns when he hears a guard scream, Big Brown in the process of removing the man's throat.

He quickly pumps his shotgun to fire at you. He aims, fires....

And instead of the wetness of blood and excruciating pain you expected, you instead hear a curse. Speck is clinging on his hand, biting hard. The man curses, shaking his hand, throwing the Rattata heavily into the wall. He pumps his gun, takes aim....

BOOM

The blast tears into the wall. You can see Speck almost torn apart by the blast. He pumps his gun again, then turns to you.....