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unnecessary war [mission w/ azul]

POSTED ON Jul 11, 2021 4:43:02 GMT

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An explosion of sound erupted into the late evening air as a man with dark, disheveled hair and exhausted eyes pulled open the heavy metal door and stepped into the dimly lit building. Cheering screams and shouts echoed against the high ceiling and the sounds of punches, grunts, and groans were faintly muffled beneath them. A heavily muscled man with narrow eyes and deep-set frown lines stopped him with a hand against his chest until Jackson muttered a quiet word to him and the pressure was removed. To the left, a stout man with a curled moustache was calling out numbers, bets, and details for the event. On the right, a heavy-set woman was waving a t-shirt in the air plastered with the face of a popular contestant.

In any other situation, universe, or alternate reality, Jackson would not have been here. However, a little bird had supplied him with a rumor: there was something of interest for him here. What the hell is it? He'd pushed and pushed, but the little bird merely curled his lips and shrugged. "I think you'll enjoy it," was all he would say. He'd been lucky Jackson hadn't punched him.

"Hey, I'm here to sign up for one of the wrestling matches. I've got a Mienshao competing." Jackson leaned on the counter, barely listening to the mumblings and warning labels the stout old man was detailing. "Alright, whatever, here's the money. Where do I have to go?" The other man pointed a hand and Jackson shoved his way through the crowded gathering until he stood on the edge, arms crossed, waiting for his name to be called.

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unnecessary war [mission w/ azul]

POSTED ON Jul 11, 2021 17:04:08 GMT

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”ARE YOU READY FOR A SHOOOOWDOWN?!”
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The lights dimmed, a single spotlight focusing on the empty wrestling ring. The announcer was nowhere to be seen, but a certain Team Rocket member in the building may have easily recognized his voice after having had to hear the man rant on and on and on so many times before. Then again, the similarities could have gone right over his pretty head, no?
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The spotlight shifted, dancing around and pointing at all sorts of random directions all over the building. There was music, and one could clearly hear the crowd’s simmering excitement and anticipation…
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”COMING TO US FROM OUR OWN SLATEPORT BEACH, THEY HAVE CALLED HER THE ‘SAGE OF THE SEA’. BEAUTIFUL, MAJESTIC, SHE HAS OUTSMARTED HER OPPONENTS TIME AND AGAIN IN THIS RING. TONIGHT, WILL SHE ONCE AGAIN REIGN SUPREME? SHE’S NOBLE! SHE’S DIGNIFIED! ROYAL! REGAL! OUR VERY OWN SOVEREIGN! YOU KNOW WHO SHE IS… BOW DOWN TO YOUR QUEEN!!!”
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The crowd went wild. And, from one of the gates that lead to the ring, a Slowking stepped out. Paws behind her back, she walked calmly and steadily, ignoring the cheering and yelling all around. There was a somewhat-goofy smile plastered all over her face, and honestly, she probably didn’t even look half as intimidating as what anyone would have expected.
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It was at this point that the man appeared near Jackson, a wicked grin at his lips. ”Damn, did I forget to tell you to prepare a script? My bad,” he said, as if he would have ever actually forgotten to do such a thing. A hand rested on the other’s back, Mars ever one to act with more familiarity than what others may have liked. At least with his friends, that is. ”Yeah, yeah, I know you probably hate me right now, but just give it a shot, alright? It’ll be fun! There’s a huge cash price and you can have it all even if you don’t win… Aaaand you can vent by having your pokémon bet up mine.” Had he just winked? The audacity of the man.
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To be fair, usually, he would have just let Jackson be and that’s how their relationship had worked out just fine so far, but… someone had to teach this man that sometimes it was okay to be silly and have fun!
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Mars offered him the microphone. ”Come on, they’re all waiting for you.”
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This was not how things were usually done, of course, anyone could have guessed as much. But, Mars knew the secret to getting everything he ever wanted in life despite what others may have liked: having enough cash.

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unnecessary war [mission w/ azul]

POSTED ON Jul 13, 2021 6:11:34 GMT

The typically disgruntled team rocket member squinted and held a hand to shield his face as the lights dimmed and a overwhelmingly bright spotlight danced across the wrestling ring. A sense of verbal familiarity pricked at his memories, but it wasn’t until the blast of music and drawn-out introduction began that he pinpointed the reason for familiarity. ”Aw fuck me.” His words drowned out by the explosion of excitement from the cheering crowd. An all too familiar Slowking stepped through the gates, moving steadily and calmly despite the wild cheers.

Then, like a ghost, the younger rocket member appeared by his side with a wicked grin that sent a wave of annoyance rippling through Jackson. His eyebrow twitched. ”Del Mar.” Jackson spoke dryly, his amusement for the upcoming situation dead before it’d even broken through the gate. ”The hell is happening here? If this is your idea of a joke, I’m not entertained.” His body twitched away from the unnecessary touch against his back and he took a step in distance.

Instinctively, Jackson’s arms crossed his chest and raised his walls against the cheering crowd and obnoxious realizations that broke through his memories. ”Is this your something of interest that you kept rambling on and on about? A waste-of-my-time wrestling match?” His words were almost drowned out as the crowd grew quickly impatient and the calls for action filled the arena. ”God damn, if this – “ He was broke off by the other man’s mention of a cash prize and he couldn’t help the interest that peaked.

”You’ve got less brains than a Trubbish if you think I’m going to let you win this. Prize or no prize.” He snatched the outstretched microphone from Mars’ hand, flames brewing in the iris’ of his eyes. He'd thought there'd be something, truly, that would have benefitted him in the event. Now he was wasting another precious minute of the life he'd gladly have ended yesterday. He turned on the ground, fist clenched tightly around the microphone. The other hand dug for the Pokeball at his belt that contained his Mienshao.

”This asshole’s Slowking couldn’t beat a Butterfly if it was blind with broken wings.” His voice snapped, starkly contrasting the enthusiastic introduction of Del Mar. The crowd’s cheers stumbled for a moment, but quickly gained renewed enthusiasm. ”Your real, goddamn, crown jewel is right here.” He tosed the microphone to the side with a painstakingly sharp scratching sound as a splash of light that lit up the arena and Mienshao leapt onto the playing field waving her long trailing fur in flashy elegance. Her narrow purple eyes fluttered with seductive intentions towards the crowd, and then the Slowking. Even if Jackson had no interests in the flashy theatrics of wrestling, his Mienshao held no similarities to her trainer's persona.

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unnecessary war [mission w/ azul]

POSTED ON Jul 14, 2021 15:05:43 GMT

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For someone who usually barely said a word, Jackson talked a lot when he was pissed off.
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Mars found it hilarious, and he could do no more than watch his fellow Rocket member as he rambled on, having to resist the urge to say ’Look! He speaks!’ while a smile of obvious amusement overtook his expression. ”Aw, come on, just give it a chance! Also, I’ve told you a million times to just call me Mars!”
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There it was.
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The mention of money worked like a charm.
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It made Mars proud of his ability to read the motivations of people (as if he wasn’t proud of it already, horrible narcissist as he was), but of course he didn’t let any of this show. Not like it would have mattered, anyway, since before he could do anything about it, Jackson took the microphone with the aggression of someone who grabs a hand grenade to chuck at the enemy frontlines. And he did! Verbally! Since, while his MC’ing skills could definitely use some serious work, he managed to get the crowd riled up – the chanting for the fight to begin growing louder and louder as both pokémon stared at each other from opposite sides of the wrestling ring.
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Meanwhile, Mars watched the flowing movements of the Mienshao, and as he did, he couldn’t help but find the contrast between the pokémon and Jackson to be kind of hilarious. Though, of course, the same could have been said about him and his own pokémon, for the most part..
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The fight began, and the second it did, the Slowking let out a powerful, guttural GROWL. It resounded through the building like a tremor, and the crowd went crazy with it. That was the point. It was a move done for shows and to intimidate the other pokémon, since followed by it, the Slowking charged full force. This was wrestling, not a real pokémon battle, and as such, they were here to put on a show. Did Mars actually care if they won? Let’s see…
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”So, you’re gonna win no matter what, huh?” A smirk was shot in his friend/reluctant-acquaintance’s direction. ”If that’s so… Wanna make a bet of our own to make things more interesting?”

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unnecessary war [mission w/ azul]

POSTED ON Jul 20, 2021 4:47:44 GMT

Mienshao and Jackson were not a group of well-bonded trainer and Pokemon. In fact, the same could also be said for Absol and Nickit. Pokemon paired by necessity more than wants or desires. As such, Mienshao’s twirls and glamorous fluttering eyelashes were as much a surprise to him as they were an enrapturing entertainment to the crowded onlookers. It was just as well that she be allowed to enjoy this, whereas her trainer was contemplating the easiest and quickest way to melt into the ground and disappear. What an embarrassing display or narcissism she was advertising. And perhaps a little piece of karma to the man who’d rarely given her the time of day.

A GROWL broke through the crowd’s loud cheers, reverberating through the building’s high ceiling and driving the crowd crazy. Mienshao didn’t seem phased, but perhaps this was more in relation to the crowd distraction. A sparkle of light began to surround her body as she utilized CALM MIND and continued to twirl and parade her body to the crowd.

Was this a contest performance or a wrestling match? Jackson couldn’t even be half-assed to pull back her attention when the Slowking charged at her full force and caught her off-guard. Her flesh-covered paws were too slow to defend as they collided. With a yelp, Mienshao hit the crowd with a thud and another cry of anguish. ”Get your head in the god damn game, Mienshao.” came Jackson’s call from the edge, a look of disbelief painted across his sharp feature. The Mienshao staggered to her feet and let out a loud cry and began her own full force charge. The Slowking was too bulky for a full-front attack, but she could use her speed to dodge while still showing off for her adoring audience.

She ran, then she jumped, her plan was to leap out of Slowking’s path while inflicting a FORCE PALM across the side of its face.

Meanwhile, Jackson caught the look of Mars’ smirk and he returned with a much firmer frown. ”A bet?” His tone flattened, but the glare in his eyes betrayed his irritation and annoyance. ”If this is another one of your stupid plays, don’t bother with it – “ However, he couldn’t ignore the curiosity that piqued. ”What bet?”
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