Dr. Doug
He/Him
20 (40)
March 3
Viridian City, Kanto
It just works
AQUA, Combat Medic
Bug Catcher
5' 11" (181 cm) / 180 lbs (82 kg) height
5' 11" (181 cm) / 180 lbs (82 kg) height
You're being healed. Please do not resist.
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John Sullivan
BATTLE OF PETALBURG: MAIN EVENT
POSTED ON Aug 16, 2024 5:18:29 GMT
BATTLE OF PETALBURG There went something he had never seen before— A pokemon his scales couldn't heal. How strange!
"Woah!" He boomed in shock, tapping his knuckles against the unyielding stone surface that was Regirock's body. "Built different, are ya?"
This was a pickle and a half! He had healed plenty of rock type pokemon before, but it seemed like Regirock was different from the rest... obviously. The titans were legends for a reason, he supposed.
Still, he was nothing if not stubborn, specially in that moment. Maybe if he just felt around and tried getting used to—
His head twisted nearly backwards towards Kouji Matsubara, his neck seemingly lacking vertebrae as the Oni-mask face glared down at the man taunting from below.
"W̶͇͋̃h̴̤́ȃ̷̟t̷̜͇͋ ̴̛͔̏d̵̰̭̏͠i̸̤̋d̶̢̩̈́̓ ̶̼̭͗̋ẏ̴̛̞o̴̟͎̎u̸̧͓̽̓ ̸̻̎̉s̷̳̓a̷̝͑y̴̛̯̬.̷̞͑́" He said darkly, staring down at the man as his eyes began to gleam like cyan, almost peering into the other's soul as he seemingly prepared to launch down— before snapping back to its regular pitch black. "Huh? No, ya ain't."
He scoffed, seemingly having just decided the other young man was lying somehow—
"huh?" He utters, the platform of scales beneath him lunging up to form a brief barrier before him, blocking at the dragon pulse coming at him— before zooming ever higher as a very determined Lucario came flying by at high speed. "WOAH, where did ya come from, Fido—?"
As ever, a Tapu came to ruin his day. For a change of pace, however— this one was not pink.
"Augh!" He released a cry as Nature's Madness smashed into him from behind, dissipating the platform of scales beneth him and sending him hurtling unto Regirock's head, his chest slapping atop it with a crunch.
Snaps and pops came in short order as he rolled onto his back with a spirited snort, his chest briefly BULGING up like a Popeye's as he took in a deep breath, inflating himself before snapping back up to his feet.
"Of course, you know." He huffed, lips jerking to and fro unnaturally as he put his hands at his hips. "This means war."
He paused, scratching at his cheeks.
"well—" He said, pupils becoming little more than gleaming pink dots. "That's just me. Let's see what she thinks."
There was a perhaps familiar sensation in the air around Tapu Fini, a sort of unheard 'pop' that signaled her bestest sister in the world's arrival.
Said arrival was heralded by a sudden force from above as Tapu Fini's clam-like shell was suddenly forced shut by a pink blur, the culprit moon-saulting over and under her favorite sister, spinning her semi-round form in place one, two, three times before pulling away with unhindered giggles, her amusement echoing through the air space around Regirock as she came to hover over her lil' avatar.
Tapu Lele had come to the scene— laughing and pointing at her sister the whole time.
Just loving busting of the sibling chops, of course...
Meanwhile, Doug's attention was drawn to the battlefield around him once again, seemingly incapable of focusing on anything for longer than a minute.
He couldn't see much of anything through the curtain of sand— but he was standing on a battlefield.
Fear, anger, hatred, sadism, agony, sorrow. All manners of dark emotion and human suffering floated in the air like a toxic miasma— it both welled up within him what felt like unending strength, and made his heart shudder behind his ribcage.
Unending scales surged around him like an open faucet, spreading out over the city by way of the storm's currents, the young avatar remaining otherwise still atop Regirock as if entranced by the requiem of misery that had become the battlefield.
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