Agent SiK
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27
August 26th
Verdanturf
Heterosexual
Team Rocket
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Igor
The thrashing would pause as Famine was scooped up partially in the mouth of the large turtle that had previously loomed over him during their squabble. Yelping out and hissing the enraged cat could only wriggle about, albeit not helplessly. Fighting the pain with berserker rage Famine would continue his thrashing, attempting to claw at the turtle's face/beak as well as it's neck. However, shortly after it's attempted assault it would feel a cool wetness wash over it, literally. Slammed firmly into the front of the large turtle Famine would find himself pinned between it and a Hydro Cannon hitting it from behind. Losing the breathe in his lungs momentarily the feline would find itself on the brink of not only Confusion, but also unconsciousness, was this it?....
No.
Watching his Brother suffer so, along with the fact that he felt as if they had been fighting an uphill battle from the get go, Gram the Alolan Meowth would begin to stalk forward. Wincing from the pain that rattled it's body the cat would leave the water's edge, dashing across the grounded platform and thus leaving behind Tentacruel to it's own devices. Hissing in defiance Gram would drop to all fours which would increase his running speed, however this was not all that would begin to unfold. During his forward charge Gram's hissing would become more...guttural, perhaps not deeper, but more intense, more...ferocious. Shortly afterward the cat would begin to literally glow while sprinting, a glow that Sebastian knew all to well.
Evolution.
In just seconds the standing still Gram had entered a sprint to avenge his Brother, only to evolve in the process with determination to not fail.
It had been a glorious sight to watch as the events played out, even bringing some misty eyes to the blond Igor . Gram's Meowth form had shifted into Persian, now using all fours without the option of a bipedal walk, gaining a bulbous head as well as a tealish jewel between it's eyes/along it's forehead. It was said Alolan Persians were quite dastardly even. Watching on still the blond would cheer in silence as he watched Gram approach the turtle still crunching down on his Brother. Pouncing upon the Carracosta from behind with a mighty PLAY ROUGH then Gram would attempt to batter around it's target to see if they were keen on a taste of their own medicine or not. The two small cats had now become one small cat and a larger feline, the game was getting a bit more fair, but would it be enough? Especially with Famine on the brink of collapse....
Famine the Galarian Meowth; Ability; TOUGH CLAWS Move Set; FAKE OUT HONE CLAWS PAYDAY METAL CLAW FURY SWIPES THRASH - move used - TOUGH CLAWS ability activated/+30% more power
Gram the Alolan Persian; Ability; TECHNICIAN Move Set; POWER GEM [Evolution move learned replacing FAKE OUT] PAY DAY FURY SWIPES SCREECH NASTY PLOT PLAY ROUGH - move used
ooc; Famine the Galarian Meowth - is CRUNCHed on - Tries to hit Carracosta in the face or throat with THRASH again. - Hit with HYDRO PUMP - Finds himself on the brink of Confusion as well as unconsciousness.
Gram the Alolan Meowth - EVOLVES into an Alolan Persian - Learns Power Gem - Attacks Carracosta with PLAY ROUGH from behind/blindside via dirty revenge tactics.
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