NationStates Jolt Archive

The lights start flashing on. Fans fill up the seats and buy hotdogs, Cracker Jacks and sodas, among other goodies.
In the center of the Adumar Pokemon Stadium, there is a field slightly larger than a regulation soccer/football field, but with one major difference. It can change into different scenery depending on what Pokemon are used, from water to high alititude to rocky. It's a cool effect, too.

Catchy music starts playing (instrumental, no lyrics), and the crowd barely holds in excitement, as the first battle will soon begin...

OOC: Remember, no Legendaries allowed (Articuno, Moltres, Zapdos, Mewtwo, Mew, Raikou, Suicane, Entei, Celebi, Luiga, Ho-oh, and the Honnen ones [Groudon, etc]). All other Pokemon are acceptable. Go to gamefaqs.com or some good sites for the Pokemon you want.

"Welcome to the 10th Annual Core Pokemon League Championships!" Terry Williams, the famous anchorman announced. "Pokemon, their Trainers and several other creatures, have come from around the world, and even from out of this world, to battle their way to the top, and earn the much coveted rank of Pokemon Champion/Master! Ladies and Gentlemen, kids of all ages, ARE YOU READY?!?!"
"YYYEAAAAAHHHH!!" The crowd roared in response.
"Let's get ready to rrrrRUMMMBBLLE! Here are our first champions!"

The grand doors open to reveal two popular trainers...

A Resian ortillary satellite moves into position.
"Yesss... that's it. Get the little bastards all into one place so we can blast 'em all to hell..." says a shadowy figure in a base somewhere.
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Urge to kill...rising...

An Orbital Death sattellite is being readied to fire on the Adumar Stadium

Unfortunately for everyone wishing to kill Pokemon, a Star Destroyer squadron (4 ISDs and a crapload of fighters) is on station to blast any attempts at killing them from orbit. Plus there's a local deflector shield that comes on whenever we wish it to. Plus, you really don't want to kill the thousands of kids there. :P

Meanwhile, the first two Trainers stepped out from either side of the field. The first trainer is Michael Horvath. 15 years old, he has brown hair and brown eyes, and wears a white and blue T-shirt and jean shorts, as well as sneakers. His fiery personality is sure to be reckoned with!
The second trainer is Robert Jackson. At age 14, he is a redhead with gray eyes, and wears a polo shirt and long khaki jeans.

"Trainers, ready your Pokeballs!" Terry said. "You may use up to 6 Pokemon, no time limit. Are you ready?!"

The boys nodded.

"Aaaaaaannndd...BEGIN!"

"Raticate! GO!" Michael shouted.
"Weepinbell, Get 'em!" Robby yelled.
The first few seconds of battle, the Weepinbell gave Raticate the finger, while the large, plump rat gnashed his teeth in reply.
Robby made the first move. "Vine whip!"
"Quick attack!"

A vine lashed out for the rat, but the rat dodged it easily, and slammed into the Leaf Pokemon.
"Alright! Hyper Fang, now!"
"Razorleaf, point-blank!"
Raticate opened it's jaws to reveal the large and sharp fangs, and aimed to bite down. Unfortunately, he got a mouthful of razor-sharp leaves, and staggered back.
"Good! Now, Vine Whip again!"
"Dodge it, now!"
Raticate tried to dodge the powerful vine, but this time, he failed and the vine whipped around him, squeezed him, and tossed him back.
"Aww man!"
"Good work! Finish it with Acid!"
"Get up, Raticate!"

The rat tried to stand up, and barely managed to dodge the powerful acid being spat by Weepinbell.
"Raticate, Quick Attack again!”
“Great. Weepinbell, Wrap it!”
The rat zipped back and forth again, but a lucky hit and it was being squeezed to death. Another Acid command, and it finally fainted due to the acid burning it.
“Raticate is unable to battle, Weepinbell wins!” Fans of Robby cheered, while Michael’s fan booed and groaned.
“Raticate, return. Good work. Rest now.” He said. “Now…Magmar, attack!”
“What an interesting Pokemon! One of the rarer Fire types, Magmar should be able to cook the Weepinbell for dinner!” Terry commented.
“Magmar, Flamethrower!” The fire Pokemon unleashed a torrent of fire and burnt the Weepinbell to a crisp.
Robby recalled the burnt Plant type and wondered which Pokemon of his to choose, then…”Go, Arbok!”
A large cobra-like Pokemon appeared, hissing his way to the grounds.
“My, my. This oughta be interesting! Arbok is a Poison Pokemon, so Magmar will have to watch out!”

“Poison Sting!” Dozens of spikes were spat at Magmar.
“Dodge it, and use Smokescreen!” Magmar managed to dodge the spikes and spewed a lot of smoke from its mouth, covering the field. Now Arbok’s accuracy is reduced.
“Arbok, try to Glare through the smoke.” The snake’s eyes glowed as it tried to peer through the smoke.
“Magmar, Fire Punch!” Unfortunately, the smoke obscured Magmar enough that it was able to land a flaming blow to the snake. “Now, Iron Tail!” Magmar’s tail glowed as it swung around and smacked the snake back to it’s trainer, KO it.
“Aww, crap!” Two down, two to go. “Time for some firepower! Dragonair, GO!”
A long, yet beautiful Dragon Pokemon appeared. The scene changed to a portion of the field with water, so Dragonair can swim.
“We better be careful, Magmar, that one looks strong.” Michael said, and his Pokemon nodded in reply. “Flamethrower, now!”
Another blast of fire, but Dragonair just shook it off, for dragons are..well, dragons.
“Give ’em a Thunderwave!” Robby shouted. Dragonair electrified the air around itself and shot a burst of electricity at Magmar. It succeeded, paralyzing the fire Pokemon.
“Magmar!”
“Finish it with Surf!” A large wave splashed over the paralyzed Fire type, KOing it.
“Oh no!” Now Michael is also down to two Pokemon. What will he choose next?

OOC: Find out next post!

*unleashes a deadly electric-rat killing virus...*

((OOC: You know what kind of videogame adaptation RP I would join? A Marvel vs. Capcom RP. Wolverine fighting a giant cactus to elevator music; you can't go wrong!))

Many things concern the Goobergunchian Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and so it is not suprising that they did not catch this minor item in the back of the LBN sports pages. However, in an alternate universe similar yet different from our own (due to a more hostile, conservative (Unity Party-led) government, and strengthened executive branch), they did notice.

"President Farvus," Foreign Minister Nundim said, "we've got a Pokemon report on our hands."

Lord Farvus sighed and pulled out pen and paper, writing as follows:

Pursuant to the High Council's Presidential Sanctions Order, I, Lord President Farvus, do hereby authorize economic and diplomatic sanctions against any nation held to be harboring Pokemon, and do hereby designate the nation of CoreWorlds to be harboring Pokemon.

He then went to the High Council and requested a declaration of war, which was granted 56-44.

Thankfully, the above events could not happen in the real Goobergunchia - it requires 67 votes to go to war in the High Council, and the President cannot force sanctions without an Order of the High Council. Furthermore, Low Council freedom of information laws and continued Liberty Party control of government make it nearly impossible for such an action to succeed - Lord Goobergunch would never think of doing such a thing.

Except maybe for Pokemon.... ;)

[ooc: And yes, this was largely a joke - Lord Farvus is not Goobergunchian President, nor is Nundim the Foreign Minister (Clayton is). However, I still don't like Pokemon OOCly.]

OOC: Electric-rat virus is cured by bacta and Full Restores. Oh, and rest assured that if war really was declared that everyone from Jedi to Pikachu would be enlisted. :D

IC:
Michael gritted his teeth. A Dragon Pokemon is very powerful and few trainers have mastered them. The only good choice he has left in his arsenal is...
"Alakazam, I CHOOSE YOU!!" With all his might, the boy threw the pokeball, unleashing a fox-like creature with two spoons in his hands and a big bushy moustache.
"Ooh! A Psychic type!" Terry Williams crowed. "An interesting choice, as Alakazam is one of the strongest Psychics out there! Let's see how this goes!"
"Hmm. Dragonair, use Surf again!"
"ROWR!" The Dragon Pokemon sent another tsunami at the Psychic Pokemon, intending on drowning it too.
"Alakazam, Psychic, now!" The psychic's eyes glowed blue and he unleash a torrent of psychic energy that not only stopped the tsunami, but turned it back upon the Dragonair, soaking it immensely.
"Dragonair! Are you all right?"
"Rowr!" It replied.
"Great! Use your Hyperbeam, NOW!"
"Oh great..." Michael groaned, then he realized something and closed his eyes. Some trainers (and all Jedi) can communicate telepathically with Psychic Pokemon, and Michael is no exception. Wait for it, Alakazam! Wait for it...
Alakazam went into a stance as Dragonair powered up its most powerful attack. A metal-slicing beam of energy shot out at Alakazam, intending on KOing it.
Teleport, now!
In the instant when Alakazam teleported, the beam exploded on the ground, sending dust everywhere. When it cleared, Alakazam was nowhere to be seen.
"Is...it gone?" Robert asked.
Unfortunately for him, Alakazam appeared behind Dragonair, on another float.
"Alright!" Michael crowed. "Psybeam it, now!"
Alakazam crossed his spoons and sent a beam of psychic energy at Dragonair, exploding the water around it like a shell. Dragonair was weakened, but not out of commission.
"Psychic, one more time!"
This time, Alakazam was able to telekinetically toss Dragonair around and slam it to a wall. It finally fainted, and Robert now lost 3.
"Dragonair is unable to battle! What Pokemon will Robby choose now?"

OOC: Find out next time while I consult Pokedex!

In the backwoods of Benderland, a scruffy outdoorsman was busy cleaning the guts out of a fresh kill. He had constructed a shack of timber, and adorning hits walls were many the heads of his prey. The shanty wreaked of searing animal flesh and whiskey. The only light was coming from a small black and white television plugged into a generator. On it appeared an announcement of a tournament being held in CoreWorlds.

The outdoorsman froze, and dropped his skinning knife to the ground. Slowly, he turned to see action shots of various Pokemon leaping through the air, administering an array of dazzling attacks. A certain replusive feeling coarsed through the veins of the hunter. These were the creatures he was told about, the ones who fought back. His gazed wandered to the empty taxidermy mount on the wall that had a small label at its bottom. Etched on a metal plaque, covered in a thin layer of dust was one word: "Pikachu."

The outdoorsman picked up a shotgun and cocked it, "It's huntin' season!"

"Houndoom, GO!" Robert shouted. A large Doberman with horns and a devil's tail entered the arena. It is a Dark/fire type, a major disadvantage to Psychics. The field changed again to one with lots of shadows.
"Ohh my! A Houndoom! Michael's going to have a tough time dealing with him!" Terry the announcer said.
"Houndoom, Shadowball!" A ball of black energy shot for Alakazam, followed by two more.
"Alakazam, dodge it!"
Alakazam tried to teleport, but the dark energy has boxed him in, and slammed into him, hurting him.
"Alright! Faint Attack!"
Before Alakazam could dodge again, Houndoom slinked into the shadows and attacked Alakazam, ripping him until he's KOed.
Michael is now down to just one Pokemon.

OOC: One more and the battle is concluded!

A man sat in the crowd, in the special V.I.P area; he was wearing a white suit on, he had a full head of graying black hair, he was sitting at a table, watching behind the glass wall that pushed back the ruckus of the crowd. He took a sip of the win in his hand, and set it back down on the table with his aged, but strong hand. His name was Jaur Tolt, he was a merchantman, who dealt in the black market for pokemon equipment, and he was also a secret trainer, having his own stadium and everything. He was a very feared man by his real identity, Jonas Raith.
At the other side of the circular table sat his assistant, a young male, with a full head of thick brown hair underneath a taxi cab driver hat. He had on a gray suit, and had a ring on his ring finger, even though he wasn’t married, in his hand was his glass of wine as well. His name was Jace Dorin. They both watched the battle as it resumed; Jaur smirked slightly, and then took another sip.
“That Michael seems to be quite the trainer,” He said looking at his partner. “Do you think he would be ready enough to challenge me?”
“Sir, you have been challenged by the greatest, and they still have lost to you,” Jace said. “You have never lost a match.”
“Indeed that is true,” Jaur said taking another sip. “Maybe after this tournament, if he prevails, I shall challenge him, and see how well he does against me.”
“No doubt he would be worthy, but he would lose,” Jace said.
“Flattery can get you anywhere,” Jaur said. “Even if the one who is offering the flattery, is a backstabber.”
“What!? I would never backstab you!” Jace exclaimed.
“I never said you did,” Jaur said.
“Of course,” Jace said, he looked around. “This place is cramped, I need a smoke, I will be back soon.”
“Very well,” Jaur said as Jace stood up and walked out of the room.
He looked back at Jace, and then back to the arena, waiting for the next move, he smirked. “This is one big move on the chessboard, soon enough the numbers will be limited, and the king will be easy to spot, that is when I go in, and get myself a checkmate.”

In the other side of the VIP section, Jedi Master Joris Rydo and Pokemon Master Alex Regalo watched the battle unfold with interest.
"That Mchael is very interesting." Alex noted. "He may just win this one."
"Ah, but don't count out Robert. He is strong."
"Of course. You don't make it this far without complete trust between the trainer and his/her Pokemon."
"True. Let's see how this one-on-one battle fares." With that, the Jedi levitated two cans of Coke so the two Masters can drink to the combatants.

Meanwhile, Michael grabbed his last Pokeball, and unleashed:
Ninetails!

"WHOO! A Fire vs Fire battle! Is this hot, or what?!" Terry cried.

The dog and the fox growled at each other, ready to tear out each other's throats if not for their trainers' restraint.
"Flamethrower!" The two boys cried together.
Gouts of flames blew from the canines' throats and when they met in midair, they exploded, raising the arena and stadium temperature to past 100 degrees, prompting lots of fans to buy ice cream.
"Quick Attack!"
"Faint Attack!"
The canines charged at each other and started fighting tooth-and-claw. If you've seen wolves fighting for territory, you'll know the intensity of the fight, though with less blood.
Houndoom then made a fatal error. It bit one of the nine tails of the fox, who growled in pain and anger, and sent a Flamethrower to make the dog pay. Quick Attack added to the damage before Houndoom could lunge with his teeth. Ninetails then decided to finish off the match with a Fire Spin, catching the dog in a fire tornado. Houndoom howled in pain as he couldn't take the thousand degree heat, and fainted.
"Houndoom is unable to battle! Ninetails WINS!"
"YEAH!" Michael yelled and the crowd roared their approval for both combatants. Michael and Robert shook hands in respect and headed for the Pokemon Center to heal and eat some lunch. All over the city of Adumar on the planet of Juria, battles between Pokemon occured as the trainers and their partners fought for the coveted title of Grand Champion and Pokemon Master. Many will lose, but the few who make it will have to face Alex Regalo himself, the most powerful trainer (politically as well as maxed out PKMN) in the nation.

Jace walked down the hallway, avoiding contact with other people walking around, god it was hot. What was going on in that dang stadium? He turned the corner, and walked down the stairs, he was on the fifth floor now, great, he kept going down flights of stairs before finally he was on the bottom floor, he walked out the door and leaned against the wall.
He pulled out a pack of cigarettes, and lit on, he put it in his mouth, and took a deep breath, closing his eyes, he opened them back up and breathed out, boy was this better than being in that cramped stadium. He took another puff and watched people as they walked by.

Alex Regalo walked along the corridors, just chatting with a few trainers. He wears a black T-shirt and blue jeans, along with a cloak and his lightsaber (green). He also has a cap with a Pokeball on the front. The Pokemon Master was currently remembering his greatest battle, the one with the legendary Ketchum.

It was the greatest battle I ever experienced to date. It was a one-on-one with his Pikachu and my Raichu. Man, oh man, was it intense! Lightning flashed across the sky and the ground was literally cratered from all the Thunder attacks. Man. No other Pikachu could ever wear out my Raichu like that, speed-blitzing all over the place the way they did. That Pikachu was the strongest of his species, and fought Raichu to a draw, exhausting them both to fainting. I'd probably never experience another battle like that, unless I took on one of the Legendaries...

He didn't notice Jace, as the smoke irritated him and he moved on quickly. Now, let's see. Who is going to challenge me next...

SADDO how can anyone like this crappy japanese stuff, u saddo get a life

(OOC: that was spam)

Jace took another puff, and turned his head, he saw Alex walking down the hallway, he smirked, he had heard of this kids skills, supoosidly he was quite the trainer, and a jedi also. He stopped leaning from the wall, and threw the cigarette onto the concrete and put it out, he walked back through the gate, and tailed Alex around, making sure to hide behind corners and stay in large groups of people so Alex wouldn't see him following him.

"Come on kid, why aren't you in this competition..." His smirk grew even larger.

"Hey kid!" He yelled up towards Alex.

A Star Destroyer blasts down upon Colonial Army with it's turbolasers, reducing the nation into molten slag.

Alex sensed the smoker behind him and turned around. He smirked as he said. "Yes, what is it?"

"I hear you are quite the master," Jace said, walking in a circle around Alex. "I am quite an experienced trainer myself. So, tell me, would you mind a little...battle?"

Kalice was a beginner, as far as the tournaments were concerned, but she had qualified.

Kalice was 15, She was fairly tall, had long straight blonde hair, and crystal blue eyes, she rounded the corner to see a guy walking around another, it seemed friendly enough, but she slowed, and began to carry on walking, listening to them.

"Sure. Why not?" Alex said. Should be an interesting warm-up before the big events.
Alex led Jace to an open field, one of many devoted to Pokemon battles.
"Let's use three Pokemon, no time limit. Agreed?"

"Very well," Jace said, smirking and narrowing his eyes, he pulled out two pokeballs that grew in size in his hand, he stood in a ready stance. "You first."

*Kalice watches*

OOC: yaya spam

"Alright. Let's go, Gengar!" Alex shouted, and sent out a powerful Ghost Pokemon. The purple imp grins evily as he awaits his opponent.

"Go...Charizard!" Jace shouted as he swung his arm much like a basebal pitched would throw a ball, it flew and hit the ground twenty feet in front of him, and out came the giant fire lizard, he spread out its wings, and roared.
Jace smirked, and narrowed his eyes even more, he looked out of the corner and saw a young female standing there, wathching.

Hmm. Well trained, I can tell. I must keep on my toes. Alex thought.
"Gengar, Confuse Ray!" Alex commanded, also noticing the girl. Gengar answered with a bright ray that can confuse it's opponents.

"Charizard! Keep light on your toes don't let that Gengar confuse you!" Jace shouted.
Charizard flew off the ground dodging the beam barely, it looked at the beam, then at the Gengar.
"Charizard! Firespin!" Jace shouted up at his companion.

sovetskiymon then wastes all the wierd people who won't grow up but leaves all the people who are being sarcastic



" Sovetskiymon, PURGE ATTACK" person says

OOC: Thunder wastes the n00b.

IC:
"Watch out!" Too late, for the Fire Spin has caught the ghost in it's firey grasp. "Try to break it!"
Gengar tried with all his might, and after three tries, it let go of the now-burnt Pokemon.
"Good. Now, use Nightshade!"

Charizard, flew to the left, but was clipped as the black beam flew for him, he tumbled down from the sky, and smashed onto the ground, it got up though, and looked at the opponet.
"Charizard! Use draggon rage!" Jace said calmly.

The Charizard unleashed a torrent of fire that engulfed Gengar, and it was too much for the ghost. He was down and out for the count.
"Not too shabby." Alex said as he recalled the fainted ghost. "But can you handle this? Gyarados! Come out!"
A large and powerful water serpent appeared on the field. It roared at Charizard, in a challenge.
"Hydro pump, now!" Alex ordered.

Kalice looked at the field, laughed at the 2 guys, and tossed one of her pokéballs up and down, this was amusing.

"Charizard! LOOK OUT!" Jace shouted as the flush of water flew towards his pokemon.
Charizard, tried diving down, but Gyrados followed wherever he went, Charizard landed on the ground and did the last thing it could think of.
It let a continous burst of flame out, trying to hold back the water, but it was no use, the fire held it for five seconds, then the water pounded down on him, it blasted him back a few feet, Jace looked at him, he wasn't getting back up, but then its eye opened up, and it stood at full height, and roared.
"Charizard, slash!" Jace yelled with too much overconfidence.

Alex raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Bite him!"
Gyarados opened it's huge mouth, revealing sharp dagger-shaped teeth, and as Charizard slashed with it's claws, the water snake chomped down on it.

"GAH!! NOO!" Jace shouted as he saw the water beast twirl Charizard around, then pitch him forward onto the ground, Charizard couldn't fight anymore.
"Nice try good buddy," He said to his fallen comrade as he brought it back into its pokeball, his sullen face lifted up anf glared at Alex. "Payback time!"
He threw out his next pokeball, to reveal a....Sandshrew.
"Lets get him," Jace said darkly.

A Sandshrew? What's he up to? No matter, that one's a goner. Alex thought. "Shoot it with Water Gun!"
Gyarados spewed water like a Super Soaker 3000, aiming at the shrew.

As quick as lightning the little shrew dodged the water shots, and sped up as it reached the gyrados.
"Be careful," Jace said to Alex. "This may just be a sandshrew, but I have had him since I was four, ever since then I have trained him three hours each day, the only reason he hasn't evolved is he chooses not to, and I choose for him not to as well."
Sandshrew jumped up at Gyrados, and was about to slash, but then immeadiately dived down, hitting the ground he burrowed underneath it.
"Earthquake little guy!" Jace shouted.
The ground started to shake around gyrados.

The ground around Gyarados shook, but he was only mildly annoyed. Some rocks hit him, but it didn't hurt very much.
"You forget, Gyarados is a flying as well as water type. Ground attacks doesn't work." Alex said. "Now Gyarados, Dragon Rage!"
Gyarado's trademark move; he roared, sending a waterspout from his mouth towards Sandshrew.

"Do your stuff Sandshrew," Jace said, it was all he needed to say.
Sandshrew dug deeper, and right behind him water started flooding down the hole, he turned and dug sideways, and the water followed, so he started to dig up, the water still blasted up at him, but he got an idea, he dug out a peice of rock, just five feet bellow the surface, he jammed the rock bellow him, plugging up his tunnel, the water soared at it, and pressed against it.
The pressure blasted Sandshrew and the rock out of the water, he flew right at Gyrados, and when he was ten feet he threw the rock at Gyrados's head. It made contact right on its forehead, and then Sandshrew brougth all four legs down, and slashed it four times across the face, before flying over its head and landed on the ground.
"Good job," Jace said to his partner.

The combination of the rock and slashes hurt Gyarados a lot, but it was still standing.
"Hang in there, Gyarados." Alex said, trying to think of what to do. Gyarados then decided to just bite the little shrew, since he was VERY annoyed. Gyarados aimed for the shrew and bit down.

Right as Gyrados did so, Jace shouted.
"Rollout!"
Sandshrew rolled up into a bowling ball, and shot up at Gyrados, he missed the teeth by mere inches, and flew for the chest. He collided at the speed, and strength of a bullet train, it was his own special, that had come after a life full of training.
"Lets see what that does," Jace said as he watched.

Gyarados was knocked out by the force of the rollout and collaped on the ground.
Alex smiled. This guy is very good.
"All right." Alex is taking a gamble with this one now, but he knows him well. "Raichu! GO!"
A large electrical rat with a long tail ending with a lightning bolt appeared on the battlefield.
"Quick Attack, then Rain Dance, now!"
Raichu charged for Sandshrew and at the same time, he executed a dance that made it start raining.

Jace wasn't even gonna gamble, Sandshrew would need some rest, he brought him back, before the rain got him too wet.
"Alright, you wanna play rough?" Jace asked. "So be it, go...Alakazam!"
The yellow humanoid shaped PokeMon appeared, two bent spoons in hand.
"Alakazam! Psybeam!" Jace shouted pointing at Raichu.

Raichu bounced off Alakazam with his Quick Attack and was hit by the Psybeam. He was ok, though damaged some.
"Ok, time for a Thunder Attack!"
The clouds grew darker, and with the increase in power and accuracy from Rain Dance, a huge bolt of lightning struck down upon Alakazam! KRAAAAAK-BOOM!

"Alakazam! Barrier!" Jace shouted over the pouring of the rain.
Alakazam put its spoons together, and the lightning collided above its head, it damaged it slightly but it was still ok.
"Now Alakazam! Use Psychic!" Jace shouted.
Alakazam lifted Raichu in the air, and started tossing him all about.

"Aww, no!" Raichu was getting dizzy with being tossed around TKly (@_@). He hit the ground, hard, and was KOed.
The rains stopped, and the sun came out again.
"Hmm. You won this match." Alex said respectfully. If this was a tournament match, I'd give him the title. "That was a good warmup, too."

"Yes," Jace said. "You are a worthy opponet Alex, I hope maybe sometime soon we could find a rematch, then maybe you could see my pokemon's full potential."
He smirked, he hit the button on the pokeball, and Alakazam went back into it. Then he walked off, he was going for a walk in the park, then he would go back and watch the rest of the tournament, he would have to get Jaur to challenge Alex as well.

Kalice Followed Jace out, she jogged up behind him, still clutching her most treasured of her pokéballs.

"Hey! hey wait up!" she called

Jace was walking across a bridge when he heard the voice behind him, he turned around and saw the girl who was watching running up to him.
"Yes?" He asked pollitely.

Alex walked the other way, knowing that he has other opponents to battle. First, he takes his Pokemon to the nearby Center to heal and switch Pokemon, then he continues the stroll. Ah, now this is a fine day today.

Kalice caught up, stopped and caught her breath.

"Hey, Im Kalice, so i saw you just won, fancy trying it again?"

"Another fight right after I won that one? Give me a few minutes, my PokeMon need tp be healed up, and I feel like going for a walk right now," He said to her. "Feel free to go on the walk with me."

"Uh sure, whats your name?"

"My name is Jace Dorin," He said looking at her. "What is yours?"

Kalice rolled her eyes.

"I already said, Kalice, Kalice Evermire"

"I know your first name, but earlier you didn't say your last name," He said, but then sighed. "Anyways, what brings a young lady such as yourself around these parts?"

A trio of massive ships rumbled over the pathetic star destroyers, the sheer mass of the Emperor Class battle ship and the two Retribution class battleships made the Star Destroyers look like gnats. A few volleys from their lance batteries and the star destroyers were obliterated.

A tall man in a heavy black trenchcoat and a black helmet stood on the bridge with his gasmask hanging around his neck. "look at them down there. A bunch of idiots playing with animals and worshipping some force. Heretics all of them! Well soon that will be fixed. Soon this planet will follow the true Emperor of mankind."

Unfortunately did they know the Pride, Glory, and Strength, the three, fifty kilometer long ships had jumped into the system and quickly disposed of the pathetic little fleet.

"I know your first name, but earlier you didn't say your last name," He said, but then sighed. "Anyways, what brings a young lady such as yourself around these parts?"

"I qualified, duh.."

"Well I did not know if you were here to spectate or compete," Jace said.

Pringles Zeeblewop watched the fight between Jace and Alex with excitement. What skill, what determination! Both were very good trainers. Pringles was now looking forward to this next match between Jace and Kalice. He wanted to talk to both after the match.


Pringles was a collecter of rare Pokemon and had in his possession, among others, a Scyther, Jolteon, Lickitung, Blastoise, Kangaskhan, and Clefairy, all of which were high level and adept in battle.

In the meantime, Pringles watched and followed avidly as Jace and Kalice walked onwards. Pringles hoped that the dual would start soon.

What the hell are you guys doing? Do you know how gay you are? Are you guys on some kind of shit drug?

OOC: So, what's your point?

Alex continues to stroll the area when another trainer, this time a young upstart named Josh (14), decided to challenge him.
"Hey! Old man!" Josh taunted the Pokemon Master. "Let's see how good you really are!"
Old man? I'm only 18! Alex narrowed his eyes in annoyance. Time to show this whelp what it means to be a Master!

(Trainer battle music from the Red & Blue versions begins to play, orchestra-like)

The trainers choose anotehr wide space to battle from, and they both unleash their Pokemon at the same time...

OOC: Too tired to post the battle. Wait for it tomarrow!

"Well I did not know if you were here to spectate or compete," Jace said.

"Ill never compete if you dont get a move on"

"Well I have to heal my pokemon first," Jace said, as he walked through the PokeCenter doors, and plopped all his pokeballs over to the nurse.

[OOC: Amundo, your wrong, we aren't all guys, Arenumberg is a girl]

"Pidgeotto, I choose you!" Josh yelled.
"Vaporeon, go!" Alex said. "Quick Attack!"
The fish-tailed evolution of Eevee leapt at the large hawk Pokemon, and brought it down. It got back up, feathers dusty now.
"Pidgeotto, Gust him!" The bird's wings started flapping, and a wind blew, tossing Vaporeon into a tree.
"Vaporeon, are you all right?"
"Vape!" She answered.
"Good. Use Water Gun!"
Vaporeon compiled by spitting water at the bird. Pidgeotto was knocked out of the air by the water blast.
"Good Job! Finish it with Ice Beam!"
"Gaah! Get out of the way, Pidgeotto!"
A beam of subzero energy lanced out at the bird, but it managed to fly out of the way.
"Alright, Pidgeotto, divebomb it!"
The bird flew very high, using the thermals for an elevator, then it aimed at Vaporeon and dove. At 200 feet, the hawk flared it's wing and opened it's talons, ready to strike at the watery Pokemon.
"Vaporeon, Agility!"
Just in time, the water fox zipped out of the way of the deadly sharp talons and Pidgeotto hit the dirt again.
"One more time, Ice Beam!"
Vaporeon breathed in, and expelled supercold breath, this time, freezing the bird solid.
"Aww, no!" Josh recalled Pidgeotto, and sent out: "Growlithe! Get'm!"
"Return, Vaporeon! Good job." Alex praised. "Raichu, go!"
A fire dog, different from Houndoom appeared, to contest Raichu.
"Growlithe, Flamethrower!"
Flames spewed from the dog's mouth and Raichu just dodged it, though he was toasted. It retaliated with a Thunderbolt, shocking Growlithe. Growlithe growled and lunged, catching Raichu by the tail. Snarling in pain, Raichu unleashed a Thundershock to make the dog let go. The electric rat was angry enough to unleash Thunder, but it decided to attack with another Thunderbolt, just short of Thunder in terms of power (critical hit). The last electrical move defeated Growlithe and Josh recalled the dog. Overconfident, he sent out a Wartortle, who was promptly killed by Thunder before he could even make a move.
"Hah." Alex smirked. "Looks like I win this match. Time to pay up!"
Alex recieved 100 credits from Josh, who was crying waterfall tears. The master then walked away, whistling a familiar tune.

The Pokeballs BUMPED into each other as the nurse handed them back to Jace.

I must join this Tourney. How can I? Should I just RP a trainer watching the current battles?

OOC: Yeah, and at least once, you might wanna battle another trainer (made-up or whatever), either at the tourney itself, or in one of the many fields outside the stadium. Don't forget character descriptions.

I must join this Tourney. How can I? Should I just RP a trainer watching the current battles?

You can battle me if you want.

You can battle me if you want.


sounds good. I'm going to make a quick battle against someone else first, just to show what I'm capable of.

OCC: i think everyone else who is trying to trash this forum should shut the fuck up. Everyone can RP whatever the hell they want, its no different from what you guys do who Post in these forums. Though every post i read that was sarcastic i found hallarious, i can not argue that these people Post well, who cares if its something from japan. Dont post here if you have a problem, just back off. Sorry for spamming, i just wanted to put my Input in after reading this, though im no fan

OOC: Thank you, Jhenova. Euroslavia, how about me? The Pokemon Master vs another young upstart.

IC:
Alex decided that now was the time for another battle, and he sat on a bench, watching the trainers passing by, deciding who's going to be his next...victim.

OOC:I dont have a problem with pokemon... I dont like it either... But hey! I wanted too ask, can the Red Tide Mafia(which operates internationally) jump in and try too cause trouble? No fancy mechs or anything just men equipped with great balls and Uzi's. If no I will kindly back off and watch from a distance.

((OOC: *is tempted to release Nolos (http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?p=6950642), but thinks better of it*))

OOC:I dont have a problem with pokemon... I dont like it either... But hey! I wanted too ask, can the Red Tide Mafia(which operates internationally) jump in and try too cause trouble? No fancy mechs or anything just men equipped with great balls and Uzi's. If no I will kindly back off and watch from a distance.

OOC: Sure, if you want to be attacked by hundreds of trainers at the same time, as well as more conventional security forces. It'll liven up this thread, anyway.

:sniper: :) :mad: :headbang: :cool:

I don't get it but CW laughed so

*laughs*

:sniper: :) :mad: :headbang: :cool:

OOC: ROTFLMAO! :p

A convoy of 30 black vans approach the Stadium, in the back of each van were 10 men in ski masks and bulletproof body armor. They were equipped with AK-47s assualt rifles, M-14 rifle, tranguilizer rifles, Ultra Balls, and Uzi's. The vans themselves and their tires were bulletproof, The vans approached the entrance full speed.

Suddenly at that a moment a small undetectibale plane flew low over the stadium. A door was open and a large object thrown out. Landing on some seats killing several retards, beeping ensued and soon the box exploded with the force of 3 H-Bombs, the stadium and everyhting around it reduced to mere dust.....

Secutiry forces would lose their pay if they didn't detect the obviously ominous black vans rushing at the entrance of the Stadium, so helicopters (advanced types) and Pokemon immediately spotted the vans and alerted the Master trainers like Alex and Jedi as well as regular SWAT teams (with blaster rifles, pistols, snipers and flash-bang grenades) to the threat.

Charizards were launched into the air, and immediately dive-bombed at the trucks, as ordered by their trainers, spitting deadly fire at them. That's the first wave of attacks upon the terrorists.

The first 5 trucks burst into flames as the rest stopped and Mafia gunmen piled out. While the ones with REAL guns opened up on the SWAT Teams and any non-mafia human in sight, the ones armed with tranquilizers took aim and began putting the Charizards too sleep. as they begant too fall asleep Ultra Balls were brought out and thrown at the Charizards.

Pringles looked up at the sound of an explosion. He would have to watch the pokemon battles later; right now he wanted to know what was going on. He ran up to the entrance of the stadium to see almost more than 2 dozen black vans with what looked like terrorists pouring out of them-all armed. Pringles despised terrorists and criminals.

"Blastoise, Scyther, go!" The two pokemon popped out of the pokeballs ready for action. Pringles was now determined to stop these men from entering the stadium. However, he was slightly concerend that his Pokemon might be captured by these crimanals.

"Blastoise, stay back and use your Hydro Pump attack! Scyther, use Agility to avoid any tranquilizers, then use your Swords Dance tecniqe!"

Blastoise was soon pumping huge amounts of water at the criminals, knocking many back and even breaking arms and legs with the high-pressure blasts. Meanwhile, Scyther was flying rings around a small group of terrorists, cutting off gun barrels and slicing into arms and legs, disabaling many of it's opponents. Pringles wondered how many terrorists there where and if his pokemon would be able to keep up.

The Scyther was quick yes... but there were just too many men. A gunman finnally managed too implant a tranquilizer in its body. He then proceeded too throw a Ultra Ball too capture it. The Blastoise also wound up FINALLY getting tranquizilized and also collapsed, another Ultra Ball was thrown. By now all the Chazards were surely either captured or asleep. Alot of Security men were surely down. Grenades were tossed at the remaining security. These werent any real criminals either. They only were putting up a fight when the pokemon were involved and now that the grenades were thrown they stopped aiming and lay down supression fire as (with the captured pokemon) leapt into their remaining vans and began too drive off. In all, out of 300 men there were 150 dead or wounded. But something wasnt right... All the trainers and observers had watched the gun battle. A Trainer than noticed a mysterious man in a black trenchcoat who had entered from the back entrance running towards the ventilation system with a vial in his hand. As soon as he turned the man had dissapeared into the ventilation room.

"Nooooo!" Yelled Pringles as he saw Scyther go down. Before he could recover him, an ultra ball encased Scyther and captured him. Pringle ran to the man who was holding Scyther in his hand, grinning and tosing the pokeball up and down. The terrorist never saw what hit him.

"Jolteon, Pin Missle! Clefairy, Double Slap! Lickitung, Slam! Kangaskhan, Mega Punch!" A score of terrorists were brought down under the rage of Pringles and the rest of his pokemon. Pringles picked up the Ultra-Ball Scyther was in and pocketed it. He then recalled all his pokemon.

Now he was in quite a situation. Many terrorists were now circling around him, guns raised.

"Kangaskhan, Go!" Kangaskhan yet again appeared. Pringles hopped on his back. "Kangaskhan, Ride back to the stadium!"

Kangaskhan Took off in a charge, knocking down a trio of terrorists in his way. Tranquilizers popped off its thick hide. Pringles wasn't as lucky. A bullet penetrated his left shoulder and almost knocked him off Kangaskhan. He was lucky enough to reach the relitive saftey off the inside of the stadium. It was only a few seconds before he relized what was wrong.

"Oh No! Where's Blastoise!" Pringles decided that Blastoise, too, must have been captured. Pringles winced in pain as he felt his shoulder.

"Come on, Kangaskhan. I need to get to the First Aid Station. Lets ride!" Pringles decided he would recover Blastoise later from those damn Pokemon stealing terrorists.

ryu looked nervous this was his first championship
but his ryichu talow treeco torchick and bayleaf would not let him down

ryichu i choose you ryu cals out

use thunderpunch on the terrorists then follow up with a thunderwave at full power

Eats a sammich

use thunderpunch on the terrorists then follow up with a thunderwave at full power
OOC:Seph... I must admit... you are as bad a RPer as I thought you would be... IGNORED!

(OOC: I agree but this isn't your thread, and its CW's decision)

OCC:I also agree, but let CoreWorlds do what he wants to do. Seph, that's some mighty awful RP'ing you've got going there.

Jace continues to eat his sammich as he watches the pokemon kick butt, and get butt kicked in return

OOC: Yup. Seph is ignored. Mewtwo hyperbeams him out of there.

IC:
Alex grimaced as he watched the battle unfold. Ultra ballsretty good at catching Pokemon, even trainers' but at least they're not Masters. (You have to weaken them first to get the best results)

"Ground Pokemon, attack!" He ordered, as trainers with digging Pokemon (Onyx, Sandshrew, Sandslash, Diglett, etc) sent them out. Immediately, the Pokemon dug deep into the ground and caused numerous earthquakes and fissures to form around the terrorists, shaking the very ground.

Suddenly, the Onyx and Steelix burst out of the ground under the terrorists, sending them into the air. They then proceeded to throw rocks on their heads or lash them with their tails. Their high defense and rock/steel bodies means that bullets merely bounce off.

Other Pokemon, like Pidgeot and Arcanine, plus the legendary bird Articuno, raced after the trucks that tried to escape. The ice bird sent blasts of Ice Beams after the trucks, while Pidgeot dived and scraped the roofs with Wing Attack, and the wolf-dog Pokemon loosed Flamethrowers to burn the trucks that were stopped by the ice. Several Jedi and SWAT members rolled up and immediately engaged the terrorists, slicing limbs or just shooting. They will get the captured Pokemon, or die trying.

Alex found the pokeball where his Charizard was captured and then noticed a guy in a trench coat heading for the ventilation shaft. He pulled out his lightsaber and Raichu's Pokeball and ran after him.

OOC: If he has any Pokemon of his, I'd like a big one on one in the shaft (a very wide room). He must fail!

PS: This type of thing is what really should happen in the show, not some nancy-pansy Team Rocket buffoons. The real Rocket deal would be more ruthless, packing lotsa heat.

Ok I'm New And It's Sad Threads Like These That Make People Like Me Not Want To Play This Game. Whoever Wrote This Is Either 5 Or Retarded...

that or else a brilliant writer who just happens to have different interests...yes that seems about right, and its n00bs who are cocky like you who get nuked quick

Ok I'm New And It's Sad Threads Like These That Make People Like Me Not Want To Play This Game. Whoever Wrote This Is Either 5 Or Retarded...

OOC: That'll be me, asshole. now go away.

ooc: Jedi AND Pokemon!?! Why, that's just plain rediculus! Humorus, if slightly childish, WELL DONE! :)

ooc: Jedi AND Pokemon!?! Why, that's just plain rediculus! Humorus, if slightly childish, WELL DONE! :)

OOC: Thanks. And yeah, I find it an interesting matchup if I have a few Jedi wielding Pokemon as well as lightsabers. It's not a bad idea, considering the Jedi's panache for respecting all life, and the fact that Psychics are good (if obvious) choices.

The door too the ventilation room creaked open as Alex poked his head in... It looks all clear. He reached out through the force too find the man. He found him... by the ventilator entrance. "DONT MOVE!" The man yelled. "Or else I drop this vial of the Kali MK2 (nickname "Shiva") Virus and everybody and pokemon here is infected with a disease as deadly as AIDS!

OOC:For information on the Shiva Virus go here: http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=342495

The door too the ventilation room creaked open as Alex poked his head in... It looks all clear. He reached out through the force too find the man. He found him... by the ventilator entrance. "DONT MOVE!" The man yelled. "Or else I drop this vial of the Kali MK2 (nickname "Shiva") Virus and everybody and pokemon here is infected with a disease as deadly as AIDS!

OOC:For information on the Shiva Virus go here: http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=342495

I've been a little hesitant about this entire situation, but I think you're going over the edge with this one...

OOC:Dont worry... get past this problem and your home free.

(OOC: Aww great now Red Tide2 is gonna give all the pokemon sexually transmitter diseases)

ooc: Yea, guess I'm gonna have to get involved. This is too good to give up.
IC:
Skid McDoogle, a sixteen year old with messy blond hair, runs to the stadium entrance. He wears a red T-shirt, black pants, and a pair of gauntlets he found in his attic. Shaking his head at the Pokecarnage, he mutters,
"I missed most of the fun." He tosses one of his pokeballs and out pops a Cloyster. "Spike Cannon," Cloyster unleases a barrage of inch-long spikes which tear through the thugs like they were made from tissue paper.

The door too the ventilation room creaked open as Alex poked his head in... It looks all clear. He reached out through the force too find the man. He found him... by the ventilator entrance. "DONT MOVE!" The man yelled. "Or else I drop this vial of the Kali MK2 (nickname "Shiva") Virus and everybody and pokemon here is infected with a disease as deadly as AIDS!

OOC:For information on the Shiva Virus go here: http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=342495

"Not if I can help it!" Alex retorted. He didn't move, but reached out with the Force and 'grabbed' the vial before it could fall, ripping it fron the man's hand. The vial floated back to Alex, who looked in disgust at what could have happened.

"Raichu, Thunderbolt him!" He ordered, and the evolved version of Pikachu lept at the man with deadly revenge in mind, charged with electricity and shot a blast at the terrorist.

OOC: Here, you can send out your own to defend with.

Skid smiles, it seems like things have been cleared up with the terrorists. Only one thought fills his mind as he looks over the blood bath: Dang, I'm hungry!

Entering the food court of the stadium, Skid gets some McDonald's chow (I'll take an order of deep-fried chicken heads, please) and sits at a empty table. As soon as he finishes eating, someone walks over.

"Hey you, with the gauntlets!" The kid calls, "The Dungeons and Dragons convention is down the street!" A girl laughs at a nearby table and the kid flashes her a smile.

Skid rolls his eyes, Another punk looking to get laid. He slowly stands and turns to face the kid, "You gotta problem with my gauntlets?"

"What if I do?"

Skid's response is almost instantaneous, "Three, no time limit." He unclips a pokeball from his belt and enlarges it.

"Right here?"

"Yeah, something wrong with that?"

"Well, there's all these people," the kid gestures to the slightly crowded food court, "Someone could get hurt-"

"Not if they get out of the way. Go, Machoke!" Skid throws the ball and the kid is forced to jump back as a huge, gray bodybuilder appears. "Now, we gonna battle or should I just have Hans here rip of your head?"

"N-no, I'll fight," The kid throws one of his own Pokeballs, "I choose you Ryhorn, use horn attack!" A large armored east with a nasty looking horn emerges and charged Machoke.

"Machoke, seismic toss," Machoke sidesteps and grabs the oncoming Ryhorn by the horn. Machoke then spins, swinging Ryhorn like an Olympic hammer thrower. Machoke releases, sending Ryhorn hurtling into the neon arches above the McDonald's booth.

The beast drops onto the counter and it's trainer yells, "Take down!" Ryhorn charges back across the food court, blasting through tables, chairs, and anyone stupid enough to be in the way.

"Machoke, karate-" Skid begins, but it's too late. Ryhorn hits Machoke with the force of a runaway freight train. Machoke is thrown into the counter of the Dunkin' Donuts booth. It pulls it pulls itself out of the counter and shakes itself.

"Take it down again, Ryhorn!" Ryhorn charges again.

"Let’s play chicken, Machoke," Skid says simply. Machoke runs at Ryhorn. Just when it seems the two will smash into one another, Skid yells, "Low kick!" Machoke's leg shoots out and catches Ryhorn's shin. The beast flips over and slams onto its back, cracking the tile. "While it's down, finish it with cross chop!" Machoke's hands slam into Ryhorn's gut, knocking it out.

"Return, Ryhorn!" The kid grabs a new pokeball from his belt...

What new Pokemon has he chosen? Find out next time on Pokeball Z!!!!

The Terrorist was skilled... that was obvious when he dodged the thunderbolt. "Ah a Jedi!" The man yelled, "Ive delt with your kind before! I am not just a gunman for the Red Tide Mafia, but also a mercenary and a bounty hunter!" The Raichu shot another thunderbolt at him but the man twirled out of the way. Pulling out a revolver he began too shoot at the Raichu with very careful aim.

"agility, now!" Raichu was already zipping around at high speed to dodge the aim, but the order just made it confirmed. Alex ignited his lightsaber, and charged at the terrorist, blocking the shots as he went. Raichu changed direction as soon as possible, narrowly missing a bullet, and then used his Quick Attack...

Two battles at once. Neat! Now this is Pokemon!

Sure the gunman was quick but not THAT quick. The Raichu slammed into him sending him into the wall. He had been knocked unconsious.

"Good work, Raichu. Now let's turn him over to the proper authorities and get back to the stadium. Return!" Alex ordered, sending Raichu back into his ball. The young man levitated the terrorist leader with the Force and carried him out, where the battle seemed to be over, and all the Pokemon returned to their rightful owners.

"Master Alex?" A detective came up. "We found some clues to help with the investigation. It seems that some of the terrorists are known members of Team Rocket, probably recruited to attack the Stadium."

"Interesting. Is there anything else?"

"Not yet. We're still working on the interrogations. Ah, so you caught the leader?"

"Yes, and here's the vial of the Shiva Virus that he was going to use."

"Tsk tsk tsk. More than enough evidence to give him the death penalty."

"Yeah. I think electrocution by a Zapdos could be used as a final insult."

The detective chuckled. "Yeah, I'll bet. Now so far we've captured..."