caturix
he/him
thirty-four
december 21st
wyndon, calar
demirom. pansex.
pro fighter, hitman
executive
you can call me king of the world
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Cain Toman
PAAA: 99943 METENO
POSTED ON Nov 16, 2022 7:15:58 GMT
Unscathed, surprisingly enough. As he and his own found swift refuge beneath the natural cracks and curves of the meteorite, the Rocket had made quick work of attempting to take his new surroundings—however temporary they may have proven to be—in for processing. His chest heaved as swiftly as it lowered as the breaths of his most recent venture caught up to him, though the momentary fatigue hadn’t ailed him enough to begin turning back towards the selfsame direction he’d come from. From behind the barrier his Golurk had affixed before them, he lifted himself enough to peer through the bottom borders of it. Naturally, he only found himself blinded as the Tera Blast unleashed itself from the crystalline beast afar. And so he’d whipped back beneath the crevice for a brief reprise, grimacing with a click of the tongue as the afterimage of the attack left traces within his line of sight— and all while the sheer remnants of energy whirled against him from around the barrier in a gale. A low, hissing, ”For fuck’s sake, mate…” escaped his lips in an almost annoyed hiss as the selfsame traces began to dwindle—gradually—from his eyes, revealing to him the background of home, far in the distance, playing as a mere backdrop to the chaos occurring. Not quite the biggest of worries, though he did have to admit— he hadn’t been interested in dying on this damned rock. Especially given how the scent of sheer death reeked strong and mighty amidst the rock, itself, and that white-haired woman that just so happened to appear out of nowhere, and those new, shimmering forms that not only the beast in the sky seemed to take, but others’ Pokemon, as well. Too many things happening at once; too many unknown and uncalled things. Far be it for him to be a thinker, but in a literal matter of life and death, even he knew not to preach to the choir for long. His gaze shifted towards his companion once more, and then towards the mineral veins nearby. He’d, of course, seen both Rocket and League chip away to no avail no large amount of time beforehand, but he couldn’t help but to think of a last ditch effort, even within what was supposed to be a strict escape. With a quick jab at the back of the golem’s frame to garner her attention, he called out a quick, ”Earthquake! Try to chip a piece of the edge of then get us the fuck away…!”A command that was followed through without so much as a missed beat, of course— but one he’d found himself at the mercy of as even his own Pokemon began to illuminate and crystalize even beneath him as she jetted the two of them across the meteor’s surface. He’d only managed to begin registering what had started to happen before a similar energy to many of the creatures upon the surface coalesced, and he’d only barely seen the crown to form above her head (what even was that, too? it looked like a piece of ground, if he had to guess?) before firing off another Tera Blast towards the mineral vein, and—by extension—the very same woman that made her sudden appearances.. A slew of curses left his lips as he hung on, momentarily blinded once more, while Andrasta scavenged the bits of impacted rock and debris as swiftly as she could before engaging her ghastly thrusters once more, beginning to bring both trainer and careening towards the nearest, functional Rocket carrier. iuu138d0
TL;DR: - look at all
these chickens this fuckin carnage, bro - after hearing the comms, cain just decides to Fuck Off(tm)
- he and andrasta (golurk) make a last ditch effort to chip off some of the mineral before bailing to the nearest rocket aircraft
- to do the above, andrasta (golurk) begins to terrastallize (ground), firing off a tera blast at the mineral and dr. holo
- x2 salacs used to no avail sadge
- FULFILLED PROMPTS: used tera blast, referenced view of hoenn
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