“That’s a perfectly nice square you made there,” he cracked a grin on his face as he then noticed how perfectly square the proportions of the created square were. He knew that his Steelix was heavy on the damage, and it was possible he could pull off something like the Road Roller here.

Even if the place was full of cars that the Steelix was itching to smash and careen into.

“Alright Alex, you heard him, go!” he added a few moments later, encouraging the Steelix to basically rush forward and swing his heavy tail through the nice-looking ‘box’ his companion for the day had created. Bellowing, the Steel Snake Pokémon then wiggled through the perfect square, pondering where best to take aim next.

Meanwhile, Arashi gave his companion, as well as the Copperajah, an appraising look.

“No, seriously, where’d you find something like your Copperajah? I’d sure like to know where to find one,” he remarked, before introducing himself.

“Arashi. My name’s Arashi, and you would be…?” he inquired, hoping he would get an answer from the older man.

Demolition?

Finally, something he felt he was actually good at! Majority of his Pokémon were built to be either ‘large and in charge’ or ‘smash and destroy’, and boy had he been itching to give them all a spin. Like, seriously.

So when he heard about the little junkyard down at Petalburg needing some extra hands to take care of junking some cars that had been sitting around in the yard for a while and had to be compressed down for a scrap?

Arashi was so in on this.

I mean, that’s what my Pokémon are made to do! Be big, smash things, and make a mess of the place! He thought excitedly, trying to stay calm as he looked around the area before seeing the biggest elephantine Pokémon make its appearance.

“Shit, I want that!” he exclaimed as he saw the Copperajah. It definitely fell into his category of ‘big and strong’ Pokémon. Stretching his arms over his head, he then pondered on who to send out first. This was a demolition job after all.

“Go, Alex! Show ‘em your buffness!” he called out eagerly as he watched the flash of red light from the Heavy Ball transform into a Steelix, rumbling as it let out a victory screech once it had fully emerged.

“Okay, so. Point me. Where do we start?” he asked the older man, eager to get cracking.

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Thankfully Arashi wasn’t afraid of ghosts on the most part, having been partnered to one most of his life. He then eyed his Salandit, who suddenly started hissing upon sight of the Natu—and that stare was one for the ages, it really creeped him out.

“Geez, you may be from my home region, but that stare still gives me the creeps,” he muttered, before the Natu fired off a chunk of rainbow-colored energy at the Salandit. “Watch—out!” he yelped, as the Salandit took the attack full in the face and hissed some more.

Snickering softly, the Natu then conjured up another orb of rainbow-colored energy—but this time a blast of strong flames met it in mid-air, cancelling it out. “Nice save with Flamethrower there,” he praised the fire lizard, who then winked before preparing to spit out a barrage of Toxic poisons at the Natu.

This was short-lived as the Natu wised up and flashed a sudden, sinister explosion of energy—and Arashi had to blink a few times. After the light cleared from his retinas, he looked down and saw that his Salandit was now chasing its tail in a state of confusion.

“Luxu! Snap out of it!” he called out, before the Natu began raining down bombs of Psychic around and smacking the Salandit even more. As the near-endless barrage continued, another particularly potent explosion of the Psychic-type attack nearly brought the Salandit to its knees before a flash of light poured out of its body.

“What the—“ he continued, watching as the small lizard then seemingly grew, adjusting itself before finally coming to stand up on its hind legs.



“Luxu! Go! Catch it while it’s off-guard, Flamethrower!” he shouted, watching as the now-Salazzle wasted no time, breathing out a blast of strong flames that caught the surprised Natu head-on, before a second stream of Flamethrower forced it to flee.

“Well, that was something…” he ended with a lighthearted chuckle.



pass on Natu scary bird

He caught sight of the two Pokémon, however the blue one didn’t pique his interest. Brows furrowed, he sighed, before recalling the Golurk and wondering if it was a good idea to…

You know what? Screw it, let’s do this, I’ll risk it, he thought as he snapped down Alfons’s Pokéball and spun a second one around before popping it to full size and sending out Luxu, his Salandit. While this looked like a clearly disadvantageous match-up (Fire versus Water was never a good idea either way) he was going to be going with another idea.

“Luxu, Dragon Pulse!” he began, watching as the female lizard skittered around before chuckling and releasing a draconic wave of energy from its maw. The Jellicent, the one that looked like a snack logo (it had a beard, come on) attempted to counter with a Whirlpool, but the force of the Dragon Pulse dissipated the water vortex and smacked the Jellicent around.

“Toxic, follow-up, and then Venoshock!” he continued, watching as the smaller, faster reptilian Pokémon skittered around on the grass and spat out a poisonous misty cloud, before quickly following it up with a stream of poison aimed at the danged thing. “And finish it off with another Dragon Pulse!”

Another attempt at Whirlpool was flung at the Salandit, but the lizard was faster, having shifted to the right after the Toxic-Venoshock chain, before flinging another blast of draconic energy at the Jellicent to repel it.

“Okay, there’s that… you alright there?” he inquired of his companion a few moments later.



pass on Jellicent Pringles Man

He was here, a few hours before dawn broke—as he didn’t want to disturb the other people who were coming by the garden. He’d almost had a freak-out when he recognized not one, but both of the other males who came by the little garden he was helping maintain during the dead of night.

Just as he was about to reach for the watering can and water the sunflowers, the horrific stench caught his attention. Backing away, he almost dropped said watering can on his left foot (thankfully the prosthetic and not his real foot) when he caught sight of the Muk drooling at what he presumed were the Custap Berry trees.

“Hey, you, shoo,” he admonished, waving the watering can in the wild Pokémon’s direction. It didn’t look like it was going to attack, though, and that left him puzzled.

“What, you’re not going to do anything?” he asked, setting the watering can down by his feet and looking in his pockets. Searching them turned up a squished candy bar—and while normally he’d hang onto food, he realized that the Muk was… drooling?

“What the hell,” he said as he threw the candy bar, still wrapped, at the Muk. Since it appeared to be made of sludge, he was sure whatever the Pokémon was made of would melt the wrapper off and… consume it, right? Keeping his eye on the Pokémon, he then shrugged, before watching the Muk approach him.

“Hey, what, that’s the only one I have left,” he remarked, shaking out his pockets. Little did he realize that a blank Pokéball had fallen out of his other pocket. And in some hilarious twist of irony, the white button nudged the Muk…

…it took him a few moments to realize what had happened as he saw the red beam of light shoot out and catch the Muk.

“Ah, shit!”

hand over the Aerodactyl and nobody gets hurt, yo.

Claiming the Max Repel award for this shortie here!
Total: 10PD
Display it, please!

one - azumarill
two - metagross
three - froslass
four - tyranitar
five - shuckle

“Flashy? With this?” he began, holding out the cheap tutorial dagger he was holding.

Certainly it wasn’t like any of those nice, nice weapons that everyone else already had. Ahh, to be stuck in the beginner’s area. It was such a glorious pain in the ass, but everyone had to start somewhere, right?

“I was hoping the weapons they reward after look a decent sight nicer,” he added with a muffled chuckle. “Oh, you’re a Rogue too?” he inquired, noticing the dagger the other player was holding. “What attacks did you pick out?”

He then turned his attention to one of the training dummies, and wondered if he could knock it over with a single attack. Okay, what attacks did I pick for this? Choose, choose… aha, there we go, he thought in the back of his head.

While it looked rather hard to pull off for now (as he only had one weapon) he took aim at one of the Wobbuffet training dummies and unleashed an X-Scissor attack on it.

“You’re right, it is time to be flashy,” he mused a few moments later.



he's such a n0ob lol

He could only shrug as he reappeared outside Valora, here to take another crack at the sword.

It’s ironic, really.

He doesn’t know if he’ll get it, or not.

All he’s certain of is that he’s going to keep trying… or keep dying while trying to yank the danged thing out of the rock. No wonder it held so fast. Were there any Rogue players who managed to grab the thing? He knew so far that most of everyone who had gotten it were either Rangers, or Mages.

How hilarious, not a single Warrior even managed to get it yet.

Ah well.

At least he was keeping up with the thing.

He wondered if there were any other people who were crowned as of late. All he knew was that there was one queen so far, and well…

Not much had been done. What about the other kingdoms? He wondered if he could be able to pull the sword out of the stone.

It would be nice, right? Right?

Falling in line, he waited his turn until he could walk forward without other people blocking the way. Once he arrived at the front, he took a deep breath, and pulled.

Who knew what was going to happen?