GOD
He/Him
41
December 25th
Spikemunth
Northeast
Monster
Rocket Beast
I survived because the fire inside me burned brighter than the fire around me.
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VIOLENT MIRACLE//Stealing Valor [GYM]
POSTED ON Sept 10, 2023 20:14:16 GMT
Despite all of Navy's enthusiasm, you're not shaken. This match is a done deal. With Pelipper out of the way, Lokix and Grimmsnarl can leverage the numbers advantage and handily defeat the lone Kingdra. Still, the bird has one last move left in her, and with what remains of her energy, she calls forth a great gale of frost to descend upon the field. A powerful attack, to be sure, but it's closer to a deathrattle than a battlecry. Both of your Pokemon brace themselves through the cold, and as the wintry winds begin to die down, their two silhouettes stand tall amidst the mist and the haze.
Now, all that's left is to handle the Draco Meteors descending upon them. Luckily, that won't be too hard. Grimmsnarl's fae ancestry will protect it against the destructive power of this falling star, and though Lokix is hardly the quickest bug in the hive, he's still quick enough to dodge this attack.
"Nice try, Navidson, but you can't stop the jaws of defeat from closing!" You gloat, revelling in your coming victory. "Let me show you just how fucked you are: Lokix, dodge that comet with a Bounce!"
...Nothing. Through the fog and the chill, Lokix does not move.
"Ah, I get it. Sneaky, aren't you? Alright, nail that beast with a Sucker Punch!"
...Again, nothing. The bug's shadow remains still as a statue. Not even so much as a peep escapes his mandibles.
"...Lunge. Throat Chop. Axe Kick! ANYTHING!"
...Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. NOTHING.
"LOKIX, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"
The last remants of the whiteout melt away, and your heart sinks. It turns out, the water beneath their feet wasn't the only thing that froze. Standing there, amidst this transformed battlefield, Lokix is FROZEN SOLID in a block of ice. Damn it! Part of you wants to look over to Navy, to see if this was all part of his ploy, but you stop yourself. No, you can't get distracted now. You can still salvage this!
"GRIMMSNARL! GET LOKIX OUT OF THE WAY!"
...Nothing. But unlike his "partner", Grimmsnarl is not frozen. Sure, snow is tangled in his hair, and his green skin is mettled with frostbite, but he is otherwise unhindered. And yet, he still just stands there and watches as the meteors descend, hitting his helpless ally head-on. It's hard to tell, but in the split-second before the impact, you thought you saw a crooked grin upon his face.
BOOM!
Your vision is blurred and your ears are ringing. Being so close to the collision hurts like a shotgun blast to the face. As the initial shock fades, you peer past the smoke and the chaos, trying to assess the situation, only to be met by the limp body of Lokix being hurled out. The bug lands at your feet, crumpled and unconscious. There's no doubt about it - He's done. But, he wasn't thrown back by the force of the meteor, no. If you didn't know any better, you'd say he was almost intentionally tossed back to you. Immediately, your eyes lock onto the likely culprit.
"What the fuck, dude?"
"Don't presume to lecture me, Paul." The monster's voice cuts through the cacophony like a hot knife and stabs in your brain like a searing spike, infuriating and intimidating in equal measure. "I have no interest in fraternizing with vermin beyond what is absolutely necessary. Now, hold your tongue, and keep your idiotic commands to yourself! I, and I alone, shall prove more than sufficient to gut this lowly excuse for a Leviathan."
You want to argue, to reprimand him, to punish him, to bite back. But, you don't. Loathe as you are to admit it, you need him to fight, and if you get on his bad side here, you're certain that he'll throw the match just to spite you. So, you keep quiet. You don't like it, but you don't have to like it, you have to win. It's a Dragon-type against a Fairy-type. How hard could it be?
Lokix is KO'd, and Grimmsnarl uses its turn monologuing. Navy
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