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victory_road2024-07-11 04:55 pm
foolishwren) wrote in victory_road2024-07-11 04:55 pm
[Video / Action for Goldenrod, backdated to July 6th]
[There are probably a lot of shaky-cam videos popping up on peoples' feeds, given the chaos. Unfortunately for you all, here's another one.]
[CLANG!]
[The trash-can lid that is front-and-center in the frame, held like a shield in front of the filmer, gains an unmistakable DENT as something strikes it from the other side with enough force that it's knocked askew. This reveals the attacker, although it's moving so fast that it's little more than a blur of white, pink, and pale green.]
[Only the filmer's quick reflexes save their fingers from getting snapped off as their improvised shield is yanked away-- they saw it coming and let go. The mechanical Gallade-doppelganger flings the trash can lid away and it goes spinning off across the ground-- which seems to be the floor of a small battling court in one of Goldenrod City's many parks.]
[This all goes down in about three seconds. At that point, the filmer's voice cuts in.]
HEY, UH, who the FUCK are these guys?!
These are NOT my Pokemon!
[Wait, 'these guys', plural?]
[--Ohp. There's another one in the background.]
[The second aggressive stranger, a ghostly white fox, is a short distance away and grappling with a Hitmonchan. ... Or. Well. 'Grappling' kind of implies a two-sided fight. But the Hitmonchan's butt is getting THOROUGHLY kicked, because he was not prepared to have a Normal/Ghost-type flung at him on this fine day. He is on the ground covering his head with his big boxing gloves while the spectral Zoroark gleefully rains down Shadow Claws.]
I literally JUST withdrew my own guys from the box this morning and these things-- [WHOOSH. A glowing magenta blade swipes dangerously close to the camera.]EXCUSE you, rude!-- and these things popped out instead!
Oh my god, can you STOP for TWO SECONDS?!
[There's a flash of another Pokeball as she sends out her Togekiss to give the Iron Valiant something other than herself to fight, and the video cuts off there.]
[CLANG!]
[The trash-can lid that is front-and-center in the frame, held like a shield in front of the filmer, gains an unmistakable DENT as something strikes it from the other side with enough force that it's knocked askew. This reveals the attacker, although it's moving so fast that it's little more than a blur of white, pink, and pale green.]
[Only the filmer's quick reflexes save their fingers from getting snapped off as their improvised shield is yanked away-- they saw it coming and let go. The mechanical Gallade-doppelganger flings the trash can lid away and it goes spinning off across the ground-- which seems to be the floor of a small battling court in one of Goldenrod City's many parks.]
[This all goes down in about three seconds. At that point, the filmer's voice cuts in.]
HEY, UH, who the FUCK are these guys?!
These are NOT my Pokemon!
[Wait, 'these guys', plural?]
[--Ohp. There's another one in the background.]
[The second aggressive stranger, a ghostly white fox, is a short distance away and grappling with a Hitmonchan. ... Or. Well. 'Grappling' kind of implies a two-sided fight. But the Hitmonchan's butt is getting THOROUGHLY kicked, because he was not prepared to have a Normal/Ghost-type flung at him on this fine day. He is on the ground covering his head with his big boxing gloves while the spectral Zoroark gleefully rains down Shadow Claws.]
I literally JUST withdrew my own guys from the box this morning and these things-- [WHOOSH. A glowing magenta blade swipes dangerously close to the camera.]EXCUSE you, rude!-- and these things popped out instead!
Oh my god, can you STOP for TWO SECONDS?!
[There's a flash of another Pokeball as she sends out her Togekiss to give the Iron Valiant something other than herself to fight, and the video cuts off there.]
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Banshee! Banshee, stop! [Ryou is yelling through the video, trying to get the attention of the ghost fox. For a moment, it looks like he'll be ignored, but then the Hisuian Zoroark pauses in her attack on the unfortunate Hitmonchan, ears pricked in the direction of Ryou's voice. A good sign, maybe?]
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Is that one yours?!
[The camera unfortunately can't stay focused on the Zoroark at first, because Heather is still trying to dodge the unrelenting swings of the Paradox Pokemon, but from the flashes that DO make it on, the Hitmonchan has swiftly flipped over and crabwalked away from Banshee.]
[He's not usually easy to catch off-guard, but he sure was this time-- once he's a safe distance away he leaps to his feet again and assumes a battle-ready stance, but doesn't immediately approach. He'll, uh, give it a minute.]
[Once her Togekiss has successfully installed herself as a big, fluffy barrier between her trainer and the Iron Valiant, Heather herself finally appears onscreen to see who she's talking to.]
Is that other one yours, too?!
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[Banshee glances at the Hitmonchan again, seemingly not done, but ultimately listens to Ryou and wanders a few steps closer. Not close enough to get within range of the Iron Valiant, she's respecting Ryou's instructions to stop fighting, but she is trying to get closer to her trainer's voice.]
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Easy... easy... got your trainer right here...
--hey, Val, you okay bud?
[Her Hitmonchan is. VISIBLY A LITTLE BATTERED, but he nods and lifts one punching glove in a tired thumbs-up. NOTHING A HYPER POTION AND MAYBE SOME TLC AT THE POKEMON CENTER WON'T FIX! :')]
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Oh.
Min-Gi has his own problems to be dealing with right now, but that Iron Valiant does look uncomfortably familiar. Combined with the aggression he thinks he might have some idea who that belongs to.]
I think I know that Iron Valiant. It gets mad.
[Clearly very helpful info that Heather hasn't discovered herself yet.]
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[There goes the top half of the recycling bin she'd put between herself and Mr. Slicey.]
YEAH, I got that impression!
[But even though she can't resist being snippy in the heat of the moment, it actually IS valuable to know that... someone recognizes this thing. She herself had caught a Paradox Pokemon down in the crystalline caves of Area Zero, but it was 1. a bug and 2. not a homicidal maniac.]
Who's it belong to?!
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Jotaro. He caught it in Paldea.
[Though he has no idea whether the Pokémon is any more attached to him than it is Heather. Either way, he doubts it's going to be calmed by either him or Heather.]
It doesn't like steel type moves.
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[She doesn't recognize the name 'Jotaro'-- but she's been such a hermit lately, this isn't exactly surprising. There's a lot of people she doesn't know these days.]
[It's Min-Gi's last observation that piques her interest the most at the moment. Because that, she can use!]
Shit, Sunny doesn't know any of those... ahhhh, shit shit shit...
[--WAIT. SNITTER.]
[Her Silphally had seemed to have a way with the Paradox 'mons... and he's got Iron Head!]
[The camera wobbles as she hastily snatches another Pokeball off her belt and throws it. It opens with a flash.]
SNITTER, quick, use Ir--
[... That is not Snitter. That is a very confused Mimikyu.]
--OH COME ON!
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[He feels bad for Heather, but he's also kind of glad not to have to be fighting it once again. The first time had been bad enough, but somehow there is even more chaos than when he and Jotaro had beaten it. Something Min-Gi hadn't thought was possible until this exact moment.
He's glad that she does seem to have some kind of Pokémon that will be able to hold up against it, but somehow the situation just ends up even more confusing. It even spreads to Min-Gi's side of the screen. At the sound of his name there's a loud thud as something falls and after a bit of awkward scrambling Snitter manages to push himself into frame, almost causing Min to drop the PokéGear in the process.]
Woah, hey. What gives?
[He might connect the dots in a moment, but for the moment he's too surprised to do more than try to get back the balance that Snitter had made him lose.]
not here but DAVE IS
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[Heather goes from staring in disbelief at the Mimikyu in front of her, to the screen on which... her... intended I-Choose-You has just appeared.]
[Her weird lab-grown dog that up until right this second, she thought was in the Pokeball she just threw.]
[But no, he is unmistakably on the screen with this random stranger guy.]
[It's the kind of coincidence that even Heather, who by and large considers herself to be fairly hardened to this world's nonsense, cannot help but be rendered speechless by.]
[She mouths like a fish for a couple of seconds. When she finally recovers her voice, all she can say is...]
Am I having a stroke?
[MEANWHILE... the Iron Valiant stares down at Dave, coldly questioning. There is no mercy in that stare. No fondness even for a fellow fairy-type. ONLY IMPENDING VIOLENCE.]
[Sensing this, Sunny the Togekiss acts before anyone else, and does the only thing she can think of: swoops down to SIT ON DAVE LIKE AN EGG.]
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Would he understand any better if the Silvally didn't keep unwittingly bumping him aside?
Well... he'd at least have seen whatever actually happened. There's no way the Togekiss actually just sat down on the frightened looking Mimikyu mid battle, right?]
Get down. I can't see...
[He's not entirely sure he would be any more helpful than he has been even if he could, but the other trainer will still probably have a better time without a Pokémon who isn't even there also kicking up a fuss.]
Is everyone still okay?
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[However, this does mean that her own ability to fight back is limited-- and white downy feathers visibly fly when the Iron Valiant strikes.]
[This is a situation that definitely requires the aid of another Pokemon, and soon, but Heather is still too stunned by what's on her screen to immediately jump back into trainer-mode.]
I-- it's-- why do you have my dog?!
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I don't know! I was trying to get out my dog. Have you found a Mabosstiff?
[Possibly not the moment, but this is his first clue of where Toque might have gone and it's enough to give him the motivation he needs to finally get Snitter (mostly) out of frame and centre himself. Sorry, Snitter. He's been very worried.]
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Ah shit. The Iron Valiant, the green thing's mine. They're not trained at all. [Trained as in 'not used to listening to people'. It's still a strong wild Pokemon.] Get a third mon out. Gallant's not above attacking trainers if they think it's advantageous.
[As if to prove Jotaro's point, the Iron Valiant turns to Heather. After shooting a Psycho Cut at the Togekiss and assessing how much damage it took, the ironically-named Poemon has figured out that it's outmatched in terms of raw strength. So it shoots another Psycho Cut at Heather to force the Togekiss on the defence.]
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Yeah, I figured that out when it tried to separate my head from my shoulders!
[The Togekiss is quite the tank, and her thick plumage takes most of the blow from the attack-- but she's unfortunately not particularly fast, and Heather has to dive to the left to avoid the second Psycho Cut.]
[Third mon, huh? Great idea.]
--Someone else said it doesn't like Steel-type moves, s'that true?
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--It's not fond of many moves. [Which sounds like a shitpost but isn't wrong.] But yes. It's hard on offense because it has lots of weaknesses: Steel, Psychic, Flying, Poison and Fairy.
[Jotaro glances offscreen and scowls. Growing louder is the sound of... a trumpet? In a forest? But he quickly shakes his head and turns back to the screen] It's got no coverage for Fairy or Steel Pokemon. If you have them, use them.
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[Gritting her teeth as she dodges another blow, she tries to keep the list of types straight in her head as Jotaro rattles them off. Steel and Fairy... Steel and Fairy... Well, Sunny was a lucky choice, then. But what else can take a hit like her but be fast enough to hit back?]
[She doesn't have time to ruminate on it for long; as soon as the air is clear of flashy, slashy psychokinetic energy for two seconds, she throws another Pokeball (and says a silent prayer that what comes out of it will actually be hers this time).]
WOLF, go!
[AND THE PRAYER IS ANSWERED! A gleaming golden Lucario appears in a flash and raises his spiked paws, immediately on the defensive. He hadn't been her first pick, on account of still being weak to Psychic... but well, he's fast, and he's Steel, so he's her best bet.]
No time to explain-- Bullet Punch this stupid thing!
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Gallant twirls its blades. While the cruel Pokemon wants to bear down the might of its force on Heather, its very aware of Sunny and the threat she poses. It tries to get the jump on it and begins to do the calculations for Future Sight.
However, foresight can be short-sighted and the Iron Valiant is not prepared for Wolf and his speed. Gallant gives a loud, metallic shriek as its hit by the Bullet Punch and stumbles back.]
It's hard to penetrate its defences but it can't take that many blows. [Jotaro calls from the Pokegear. He can't do much but try keep Heather informed.] You only need to hit it a couple more times to knock it out.
[Gallant gets back on its feet but changes its stance. Its eyes begin pulsing in brillant patterns, trying to cast Hypnosis on its foes.]
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[Although the camera's not really showing much of her face (she's uh, not really paying much attention to where it's pointing), she nods grimly to Jotaro's advice. He apparently owns this thing, so she has little choice but to trust him.]
We can do that.
Wolf, keep it up! Sunny, cover him!
[The jackal Pokemon darts forward again, but falters when his gaze meets the active Hypnosis attack-- however, Sunny wastes no time in opening her beak to let out a chime-like cry: Heal Bell.]
[It's clear even from the off-kilter video that the pair are well-practiced and used to battling alongside each other. With the sleep effect chased off by Sunny's song, Wolf regains his composure and lunges forward with another Bullet Punch.]
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[Evidently, Psycho Cut is the Iron Valiant's favourite move as it lets loose another one at Wolf. However, it's not expecting such a quick turnaround from the Hypnosis and is hit by Bullet Punch before it can process another move. It screeches loudly, looking battered and very much worse for wear but not wanting to surrender. In a desperate play, it tries to match Wolf's speed with Shadow Sneak to get in close and use one more Psycho Cut.
Finish it!]
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[A soft glow shimmers around the Lucario as his... bobbles? Very big dreadlocks? WHATEVER those aura-sensing feelers are called... lift straight up. He sees you coming, Mr. Slice-and-Dice. Planting his paws firmly in the earth, he takes the Shadow Sneak head-on unflinchingly.]
[And then, pretty much simultaneously with his trainer's shout, as though already aware of exactly what she'll say, he locks eyes with the now-very-close Iron Valiant and uses--]
METEOR MASH!
[(Insert dramatic anime cutaway to a big pillar of faintly-sparkly dust shooting up over the city's skyline.)]
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...
Wow.
[Oh hey, Jotaro is here still.]
Good job.
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[As soon as the dust clears enough to reveal the Iron Valiant sprawled in his crater, Heather grabs for the Pokeball he'd come out of to begin with and returns him in a flash of light. NOT gonna wait around for that guy to regain consciousness, NO SIR.]
[The Lucario, meanwhile, stands vigilant until the flash of the Pokeball confirms a successful return-- then relaxes, turning back to his trainer. Although still maintaining a very serious expression, his tail is a blur behind him. DID YOU SEE THAT, TRAINER? DID YOU? DID YOU SEE THAT EXTREMELY COOL THING HE JUST DID?]
... Heh... yeah, I saw that, bud. That was one for the books.
[Heather's chuckle is equal parts fond and... relieved. The imminent threat is gone, and now she can focus on... figuring out just what the hell is going on. Plopping RIGHT down onto the dusty battlefield floor, she finally turns the camera back onto herself.]
Thanks, man... jeez, you said that thing was yours? I hope it's less homicidal to you than it just was to me. YIKES.
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apologies for the delay
no worries, this summer's been nuts lol
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