VS ELAINE HIGHLAND #1

AURUM BADGE, FT. Elaine Highland

In an instant, the target of Gram's aggression had vanished, his attack whiffing entirely and carving a wide, clean scar along the arena's soil.

The Aegislash found himself facing his trainer for the briefest of moments. The Gym Leader merely smiled at it and shrugged his shoulders.

Until now, aggression alone had been enough to beat down Gram's opponents into submission.

Perhaps this would be the lesson it needed to become a more complete warrior.

A powerful blow crashed into the Aegislash from behind, sending it hurtling and crashing besides the gym leader and generating a large cloud of dust.

"Learned a lesson?" The blonde asked without looking, his hair whipping away from the crash's force.

A moment passed— before a piece of steel flew out of the the cloud once again— a step slower than before, but no less aggressive as it flew towards Jeanne.

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TL;DR:
Gram took damage. It was super effective!

VS ANDREA VANEAU #1

AURUM BADGE, FT. Andrea Vaneau

The arena quaked as steel crashed against steel, earth splintering and flying high as power dispersed through the soil.

Durindana reeled back briefly as the shocks traversed along the length of her neck, her body rattling violently as her foot stomped and splintered the earth whilst seeking balance.

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TL;DR:
-Durindana took damage. Durindana flinched!

SILPH CUP 2024

AT PACIFIDLOG

His landing was rough. Too caught up in the speed and the wind.

"How are you feeling?" Gwyar asked, still flat against his Aegislash's blade as her tassels unwrapped.

She said nothing, but conveyed everything she needed all the same, her eyes aglow as they began to gain speed, entering the dangerous rapids.

"Dd" The blonde chuckled as he rose back to his feet, couched low over Galatine. "Shall we, then?"

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TL;DR:
-F*ck it we CONTINUE to ball

Speed E / Endurance A / Reaction A
a8lXvve6+80

SILPH CUP 2024

AT PACIFIDLOG

The terastallization ceased at the worse possible moment. His opportunity to overtake lam logan had slipped right through their fingers.

No matter. The second lap is just beginning.

So long as he didn't allow himself to fall behind, more opportunities would present themselves.

Focus on each obstacle as they come.

Such as the next one.

The man dropped atop Galatine, splaying out over her blade like a surfer above his board, her tassels wrapping around his body firmly as he suckled in a deep breath.

Diving into the water, his Aegislash's shape proved hydrodynamic enough as they dashed through the tunnel, the current propelling them forth and her razor edge helping cut through the water itself.

The tunnel wasn't long— racers needed to breath, no matter how well trained — and before long, they had been ejected out of the tunnel and the sea like projectiles, soaring high through the air.

The rush, the feeling of the wind whipping through his hair, his stomach doing flip flops all over as they fell back down to Earth to crashing waves and maybe just a crash unto a reef in general—

He was beginning to understand why nobody loved the sport more than the racers themselves.

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TL;DR:
-Aegislash's terastalization is done. SHIT!
-F*ck it we ball

Speed E / Endurance A / Reaction A
RlSSNOBA+80

A lesson learned in time

With robin coello

It was Tuesday. Which meant it was time for a little community strengthening.

Gwyar stood at the wide open gates of the Mossdeep Community Stadium, smiling brightly at each and every arrival. Each was greeted by name, even as the number of attendants dipped past the double digits and threatened to go into triple digits.

As he finished chatting with an old married couple, Gwyar raised his gaze and smiled, finding another familiar face.

"Ah, Ms. Coello." He said, holding out his hand. "So good to see you again. Have you come to join us?"

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TL;DR:

VS ERIS #1

AURUM BADGE, FT. Eris Halla

Gwyar tilted his head, smile stretching slightly. Thunderbird?

Even precocious genius kids could be cute.

Poised with the choice of dealing with the remaining shadow balls or losing track of a dangerous opponent, Mr. Rockface took decisive action.

It's body suddenly began swiveling wildly in place, eyes wide open as its nose pointed in seemingly random directions, the shadow balls smashing against its solid frame.

Its rock-steel body shook and trembled with each impact, but its swiveling did not cease, nose always pointing at something within the curtain of dust seemingly at random.

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TL;DR:
Mr. Rockhead used Lock-on.

VS ANDREA VANEAU #1

AURUM BADGE, FT. Andrea Vaneau

The earthquake came, making the arena shudder as earth splintered and upheaved, the vibrations traveling through Durindana's frame as dirt and force reverberated within her.

The Duraludon swayed from side to side whilst leaned against the Aggron, her eyes tired.

Andrea might well end things quickly after all!

But then again, that would be boring.

So Gwyar raised his arm instead, smiling. And instead, the Duraludon began to glow— brightly.

"Durindana— Mega evolve."

A dark egg burst outwards and pushed away the Aggron, encasing the steel dragon behind its protective shell as the symbol of Mega evolution flashed... and then it began to grow, and grow, and grow, before shattering.

It was not quite on the level of a dynamax, much less gigantamax pokemon, but it certainly stood more massive than before, its dazzling silhouette leaving little doubt as to where from had humanity drawn inspiration for its skyscrapers.

A booming roar thundered across the stadium as the people stood up from their sits and roared excitedly, chanting a very... familiar hum to Gwyar.

Gwyar raised his hand in the sky once more, posing dramatically for the crowd as he gave his first direct command.

G-max

Depletion

Durindana's body glowed a bright violet before unleashing forth a massive draconic shockwave towards the Aggron.

Powerful yes, but strictly speaking ineffective against the behemoth's steel hide. But... its ability to wield Earthquake again would be severely impaired.

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TL;DR:
-Durindana took super effective damage.
-Gwyar Mega Evolved Duraludon.
-Durindana used G-max: Depletion. Deals Dragon-type damage and reduces the PP of the last move used.

VS ELAINE HIGHLAND #1

AURUM BADGE, FT. Elaine Highland

Gram slid off as the blades were tilted, its razor sharp edge cleaving a scar across the arena's soil as its tassels were slashed off.

"Hoh!" The Gym Leader intoned, clapping with a smile.

Freed now from both its opponent's suckle AND arms, the Aegislash was not left with a great amount of options.

Then again, it still had the option to attack— otherwise known as the only choice it ever entertained.

Swiveling in place with enough force to generate air pressure, Gram brought her head crashing towards Jeanne.

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TL;DR:
Gram lost its arm tassel thingies.
Gram is using HEAD SMASH.

WYIMAWMIM

Ft. howard slayte

"It is quite impressive, isn't it? Curious, too." Gwyar said absent mindedly, staring at nothing in particular. "Despite losing Prince Remiel, Team Rocket's ability to deal in antique contraband does not appear terribly diminished."

Which meant they had another expert amongst them. Perhaps several. One who could perfectly appraise the value of whatever was acquired so as maintain and steady the declining flow following the galarian prince's betrayal...

Had Gwyar been less out of it, or perhaps more inclined to recall the events of that night, he might've noticed the fact that the expert besides him matched in both height, build, and apparent visual impairment to the new Admin 'Fox'.

As it were, the other man bringing up 'that one bust' merely made him more inclined to not think about it, his ever present smile weakening.

"By all means, if it helps with your work." He said with a nod, skipping on the uncomfortable question first while gathering his thoughts.

"And... yes. This is Team Rocket's... latest contraband." He said, dryly. "Unfortunately for everyone involved, they chose Mossdeep as a port."

Perhaps an indictment to the local Police force.

Unfortunately, Gwyar had kicked Mossdeep DP in the pants and gotten them to actually earn their tax dollars upon arrival... arguably leading up to all this.

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TL;DR:

LEAGUE & LEARN: MN

Ft. Michael Navidson

He raised a brow at the Sheriff, all but saying 'really.'

He's never seen Navy looking quite so gaunt and out of it; his attempts at brushing off concern were... well, concerning.

It would bring about endless trouble if they were to cancel now. Prior to Galar, Gwyar would've just plowed along. His conscience's spine had strengthened within the dream, though.

"Indeed." He said simply, neither appeased nor distracted by the other's attempt at brushing off his earlier slip up. "... Navy."

Gwyar chose to be polite and skirt around obvious issues and red buttons— he was not afraid to barrel straight ahead if needed though.

"Pardon me the random question, but..." He began. "Did you sleep well last night?"

Did he sleep at all last night? The past week? The past month?

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TL;DR:
MISSION
BOOT CAMP

LEAGUE & LEARN: GC

Ft. CIAN MAHER

"Hmm... That should make for a useful demonstration, yes." The blonde said with an approving nod.

Turning his gaze over to the vast one sided windows leading into the stadium's arena, he hummed thoughtfully.

"But first! You must introduce them to the subject properly."

While many gyms had a focus on essential strategies of pokemon battling, few were the ones were these were actually explained to the
challenger in detail. They were more expected to face off against them and figure out how to triumph over the circumstances.

Triple H was one of Hoenn's premiere weather users— he just needed to pass on a little of that expertise.

Gwyar smiled at Cian.

"Think of it as taking the theme of your Gym, and making it into a... relatively short lecture." He explained simply, smiling.

Gym leaders didn't often get to demonstrate and share their expertise with a crowd of thousands, after all.

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TL;DR:
MISSION
SUPER TRAINING

JYM GAM 2

Ft. CIAN MAHER

One could actually see Gwyar's meme-deprived boomer brain connecting the dots.

The... Handsome... Hoenn Hotshot...?

Oh!

A dad belly laugh came out of the blonde's mouth, his dad 'funny' bone getting tickled.

"Ah, I see!" He said with a wide smile, his hand clapping atop the younger man's in a firm handshake. "Triple H indeed!"

He was gonna get along with this young man, he felt. Probably.

"Ah, I came hoping we could speak, actually." He said, holding his fist in front of his mouth as cleared his throat. "Ahem... Are you available now? This may be a lengthy discussion. I wouldn't want to keep you from your duties."

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TL;DR:

MISSION
BE ON A WAR FOOTING: LEAGUE

LEAGUE & LEARN: GC

Ft. Greyson Connors

While Gwyar wasn't one to care about celeb culture, there was a level of reverence that the rank of Elite 4 alone required in this sort of public facing circumstances.

Specially in times of war and propaganda.

The members of the Elite 4 were equal part soldiers, public servants and pokemon training idols, after all.

And in any case—

"Just think of it as a show of my admiration." The blonde said, smiling.

For a brother in arms— whether the younger man remembered it or not.

Greyson's praise brought a proud welling up of the staff's chest, perhaps contradicting the young man's own perception of himself. They certainly seemed to look upon him with borderline adoration, after all, throwing back lingering looks as they were dismissed before turning back to their duties.

"I'm more partial to Honedges myself." He said, a number of said pokemon floating by as he spoke. One took a moment to rub against the blonde's shoulders. He grinned wide. "But then, I'm quite biased."

Most of the countless Aegislash-line pokemon floating about were related to his oldest pokemon. It was sort of like being surrounded by adorable(?) nieces and nephews.

Moving on—

"The Stadium is at more than half capacity." He said bluntly, smiling at the man. "It's the highest attendance we've ever had."

It was truly shocking what star power could do. Greyson was the first Elite 4 member they had invited, so who knew. Perhaps if it had been a little later, the man would've disclosed the secrets of Comfey to a full stadium.

Ah well, he could always be invited again~.

"Are you nervous?"

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TL;DR:
MISSION
M: ZERO TO ONE HUNDRED