forum "To Protect the World from Devastation!" | Dystopian World Pokémon Roleplay (REBOOT) | CLOSED

Started January 23, 2024 by @Vitae_

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“Nope.” Xander replies, scrambling to his feet as he tries to defend.
So that hadn't gone as planned. But, it hadn't gone poorly. Xander had expected the guard to have released the pokemon if the maneuver had failed, yet he decided to fight them in melee. A pokemon was almost always a win if your opponents had none, the absoluteness varying depending on the strength of the pokemon. But the guard isn't using the pokemon for some reason. Perhaps they thought the rebels weren't enough of a threat, or he was cocky. Whatever the reason, that's why Xander and the others weren't already goners. They had a chance! Xander stands on his feet, ready to catch a quarterstaff strike when it comes his way.

Xander being yanked into Lucy had been a startling thing. She wasn't sure why she had expected things to be so easy. Of course the guard wouldn't let them get so close to stealing the pokeball away from him. The impact of the man's body against hers sent her tumbling to the ground in a heap. She yelped upon impact, having skinned the heels of her palms and slightly bumped her head. She hissed from the mix of a stinging and dull pain, forcing herself to scramble back to her feet to put distance between herself and the guard.

Now a bit further away, Lucy was able to catch her breath and gather herself after the impact. Her bag had been dropped; a couple of the items having been spilled out onto the ground. Watching as the guard swung his staff at Drew and Xander, she knew she couldn't hang back and do nothing. The guard hadn't brought out his pokemon yet- why? That would end the fight almost immediately. There was something wrong with the situation. A thought came to mind- what if the ball was a bluff?

Lucy dropped to grab her bag, digging inside of it. There were various pouches of berries and a few potions, nothing that could help them right at the moment. Though, a small green pouch caught her attention- bright powder. While it was used to lower the accuracy of a pokemon's moves, she had no idea whether it would work on human's or not. Even if it was unable to do, throwing a powder into the guard's face could serve as a distraction or annoyance, possibly getting into his eyes and causing temporary loss of sight.

Removing it from her bag, she moved closer to the fight. She watched as the guard swung the staff at Xander. Once Xander was able to catch onto it, that put the guard in place and kept his hand occupied for just enough time. She hurried close, ripping the bag open and flinging its contents into the guard's face before jumping backwards into a retreat. She had to hope it was enough of a distraction for one of the others to either get the pokeball or get a hit on the guard.

Name: Alex
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Appearance: Tall, pitch black skin, and tends to wear a hoodie and jeans, as well as sneakers…
Backstory (optional): No one really knows his backstory… he just kinda appeared one day… (No, he doesn't have any OP powers.)
Pokemon Team (optional): N/A
Weapons/Gear: Belt with PokeBalls, canteen, oil canisters, and food tins. (Food tins empty. Have been for a long time. He very hongry.)

One of the guards suddenly get pulled into the dark… after a little time, he runs from the darkness, dropping his staff quickly. Alex crawls from the dark, staring at the other guard, before grabbing the staff and slamming it in between his legs. The guard scrunches up in pain, falling to the ground and groaning.

Alex stands up, coughing up a black goo, wiping his mouth… "Ugh… every time… every time I get a little excited… yuck… bleh… bad taste…" He pulls out a canteen, washing out his mouth and spitting… the liquid on the ground seems to dry out, acting almost like a glue… it bubbles slightly…

Alex notices the two trainers… "Oh… hi… I wasn't expecting to see anyone else… uh…" He looks around nervously, before his stomach growls slightly…