JoJo
She/Her
25
July 07
Ever Grande City
Homosexual
Theme Park Owner
Civilian
A Beacon of Safety during times of War
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Johanna Joy
Johanna had not given the order. Still, she knew she was liable for the actions of her Pokémon. As she got up on her feet. She saw the fist just about to Slam down upon the skull, with that force that man would die this she knew for certain. There was no way he could survive that unless he lived with no brain or was incredibly sturdy. Yet, she couldn’t say a single word before it happened. Trevenant felt its wooden fist crashing down upon the soft skull of the human antagonist. The Legs buckled beneath the force before the skull did. He fell tumbling to the ground, in the end landing upon his back, face towards the sky, knocked out while blood quietly ran out from his nose. Before Johanna could even formulate a plan. Her body had already moved over to the downed body. Every Joy-cell in her body was forcing her into action though as she did she could not help but mumble “Oh no, no, no, this not happening.” She checked for breathing, it was barely noticeable, but there was some. “Someone call for an ambulance!” She yelled out little did she know that while she was trying to save this man’s life, Violet was seemingly trying to push the blame on her. The group of cultists was torn. Violence had gotten them here, and begetting more violence would surely end badly for them. But at the same time, one of their own had just been downed and was dying. The group tore itself into three pieces. One group decided that Trevenant was going down, and this time they were using their Pokémon. The other group turned their ire towards Violet and her Eevee as she had been the instigator of it all. They charged toward her, Pokémon and trainer alike. The Trevenant was kept busy by the other party. The third and last group saw reason in all of this madness. Realized their compatriots were beyond halting, and instead tried to save their supposed friend from death. One of them called the emergency hotlines, the others joining Johanna in trying to give emergency medical attention. Johanna was all too happy to accept the help even if it came from crazed cultists. Happier was she still, for being a Joy, and tradition dictating that she was trained for this. OOC: Keeping numbers vague, feel free to decide on however many there is. [googlefont=Raleway]
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