Gifting Shred's Iron Leaves (QUARK DRIVE - Solar Blade, Psyblade, Sacred Sword, Swords Dance, Electric Terrain, and Night Slash) to Xenon Antheil.

PURCHASING/REDEEMING

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1X IRON LEAVES, Quark Drive - Solar Blade, Psyblade, Sacred Sword, Swords Dance, Electric Terrain, and Night Slash (FREE PD from TO SOW DRAGON'S TEETH)

TOTAL

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0 PD

Slowly but surely, others are beginning to filter into the chasm, be it through falling or flying. Some, like Shalin Nariya , stop to check in on you. Others, like Gunner Graves , are content to immediately start attacking. Frankly, you're more the latter than the former, especially given the circumstances. You don't even dignify any questions with a response, mainly because you're too busy fighting for your life.

The Iron Leaves seems naturally stronger than your Slither Wing, but having the sun on your side does allow for Protosynthesis to make up the difference. It's an even fight, but that's hardly accurate, is it? As soon as you drop one horse, it won't be long before another is upon you. No, if you want to make it out of this, then you're just going to have to put your thumb on the scales.

"Sure hope this doesn't backfire..." You grimace behind your mask, pulling your Tera Orb out of your pocket. Your mind thinks back to your conversation with Lulu Flint , lingering on the notion that the Terastal phenomenon is some manner of extradimensional poison that's destroying the world. But, well, if you're using poison to destroy poison, it can't be that bad, right? So, as long as you wreck this chasm to the point where it stops spewing out these robots, then it should cancel itself out. Probably. "Here goes nothing!"

Throwing forth the orb, it makes contact with your Slither Wing, imbuing it with the power of Tera Fire. Then, with a chittering roar, the prehistoric beast lets loose a Flare Blitz, smashing into the Iron Leaves and slamming them into the wall. The strange deer is powerless against the supereffective sun-boosted tera-enhanced attack, and your futuristic foe crumples to a heap.

"▂▂▃▃▄▄▅▃▃▄▄▅▅▅!"

"Thank fuck."

Well, "thank fuck" might be overselling it. Not much to be thankful for right now, but at the very least, you're making progress. As you examine the wrecked body of the Iron Leaves, you hear the ever-irritating voice of @xenon shrieking from your radio, demanding that these strange beings be captured for the purpose of "science" or some shit like that. Catching them, huh? Well, you might as well, right? You don't particular want one of these things, but if it'll get you on the good side of the science department...

With a shrug, you throw the Pokeball towards the Iron Leaves. And then, wobble, wobble, wobble, CLICK!

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TL;DR - Shred Tera Fires his Slither Wing (in the sun), hits the sickest Flare Blitz known to cavernkind, and captures himself an IRON LEAVES.
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Posts: 8/7.
@ chasm gang.

"Fan signings...? Wait, are you famous or something?"

Yeah, that's gotta be it. She's some kind of celebrity! You saw her on TV at some point, got a wired crossed when you were huffing paint fumes, and made up some memory that you'd met her, which you immediately proceeded to forget. That makes perfect sense!

...Shit, no it doesn't. It doesn't make any sense. Actually, it doesn't explain anything! Despite your best efforts, you're right back to square one, no closer to solving this mystery. You're just going to have to give up unravelling this loose thread for now. You'll circle back to this after you've finished up this battle.

That happens far sooner than you expect, as the Magic Powder rains down upon the Meltan. For a moment, he simply stands there, seemingly unbothered by the attack. Then, he bows.

"okay you win big lady (♡°▽°♡) good fight!"

"...Meltan, the battle isn't over, you're clearly still able to fight--"

"mr shred the fight is over ┐(￣～￣)┌"

"Wh... Okay...?"

What a strange, strange way for this match to end.

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Gimmick, TERA; +15 on Even Rolls.
H5e5g4vr + 15.
Meltan LOSES. 0/3 HP Remaining.
DESIREE BLOOMS

The Zeraora rushes forth, ready to deliver a Fire Punch with its burning paws. Shitting hell, that can't be good for it, can it? It certainly won't be good for Meltan if he gets hit. Luckily, it's nothing if not a telegraphed attack, and the moment that the leopard leaves the ground, the counterattack is all but assured.

"go (/・ヮ・)ノ~~~~~~~~~~◎ meltan blast!"

Gathering light within its hands, Meltan hopped up to be eye-to-eye with the Zeraora, before firing off a Flash Cannon to hit the beast mid-leap.

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Gimmick, TERA; +15 on Even Rolls.
fhys7kQb + 15 = 85.
Meltan wins! 3/3 HP Remaining.
Josh Devlin

Serizawa didn't stop. Serizawa wouldn't stop. Serizawa couldn't stop. Even if Arceus descended down from the heavens and commanded Serizawa to halt, the Larvitar would continue to swing his neck around and around and around with reckless abandon. It was the truest, purest definition of insanity. It feels like you're losing your mind.

But eventually, it has to come to an end. After about a hundred rotations, the nut would finally slip loose from the neck of the dinosaur, and Meltan would be flung high into the air. As he soars high through the sky, he looks around his surroundings. All around them in Lilycove, there were hundreds of people all fighting, all seeking to get stronger. And why? All in the pursuit of self-improvement, of becoming better than they were the day before. Given an exclusive glimpse of this inspiring sight, Meltan couldn't help but grin. Or, well, "grin". He's a Meltan. He doesn't have a mouth.

"ooo ( ´ ▽ ` ) how lovely"

And then, he came falling back down, descending to the earth at high speed, and proceeding to hit Serizawa with the most powerful Headbutt known to all of Meltankind.

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Gimmick, TERA; +15 on Even Rolls.
8CItwyN6 + 15 = 55.
MELTAN SWEEP.
howard slayte

And so, the fight starts just about how you expected it to - With Meltan getting hit by Psychic energy. Not that it was some kind of amazing prediction, mind. The Psychic type, using a Psychic type move? Doesn't take a Psychic to figure that out.

"gweh!" The Hex Nut yelps as they're sent flying by the blast, tumbling across the ground for a good few seconds before they finally come to a halt. "(×﹏×) owie"

Fortunately, that isn't enough to put your little buddy down. No, this isn't his first match in this tournament, and he isn't about to fold from a single attack. Meltan quickly hops back to his feet and prepares his counterattack, gathering metallic light within the palm of his hands, before shooting it forth in the form of a Flash Cannon.

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Gimmick, TERA; +15 on Even Rolls.
8TrvbUIE + 15 = 69.
Meltan loses. 2/3 HP Remaining.
Hideo Kino

Serizawa flailed and thrashed as he tried to get Meltan off of his face, an act that would immediately backfire. With every turn of his neck, the melty body of the Hex Nut would swing like nunchucks and smack into the Larvitar. The elbow, the knee, the back of the head, there wasn't a single spot on his body that was safe from the reckless swing of the little fellow's body. It was incredibly effective "attack", if it could even be called that.

Meltan certainly wouldn't call it that.

"wewowewowewowewowewo (@_@) please stop mr dinosaur im getting dizzy!"

On one hand, you're more than content to stand around and let Serizawa knock himself out on your behalf. On the other, you really hope that all this momentum doesn't end up making Meltan sick. The last time he threw up, you had to bring a metal grinder to your jeans to clean it up, and you REALLY don't want to do that again.

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Gimmick, TERA; +15 on Even Rolls.
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Meltan WINS. 3/3 HP remaining.
howard slayte

Your powered-up Armor Cannon seems impressive, up until the point that the Kyurem White releases a Fusion Flare that completely and utterly dwarfs it. Fucking hell, it's just one thing after another, isn't it? And of course, none of the other so-called "Legendary" Pokemon are able to do anything. It's a good thing that horse was around to cut it in half, or else you'd all be up shit creek right now. Even then, the heat of the attack passing overhead is unbearable, and that leaves you distracted against Hoopa's own counterattack.

With the ice already unsteady from the sheer heat of the Fusion Flare, the deluge of meteors and lasers cause it to start breaking beneath your feet. You try to lurch for safety, but it's already too late. You can barely manage a step before the ground shatters beneath your feet and sends you tumbling into the chasm below.

"SHITSHITSHITSHITSHITSHIT!"

"Arceus Damn!"

CRASH. Both you and Armarouge land "safely" at the bottom, in a sense of the word. It certainly hurts like hell, but at the very least, nothing seems to be broken. With a groan, you scramble up to your feet and look around your surroundings, only to be greeted by the uncaring neon gazes of hundreds on hundreds of equine robots manifesting from the Tera Crystals.

And they don't seem to be particularly friendly.

Immediately, an Iron Leaves rushes to trample you, and you throw yourself out of the way. After two Armor Cannons, Armarouge is all but spent, so you're going to have to switch it up a little. With one tap, you return the knight to her Pokeball, and with another very hasty tap, you send out your ace in this hole.

"▂▂▃▃▄▄▅▅!" Slither Wing lets out an incomprehensible roar as it bursts from its Pokeball, spreading its wings wide as it summons forth a localised Sunny Day within the chasm. "▂▂▃▃▄▄▅▅▃▃▄▄▅▅!!!"

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TL;DR - Shred falls into the chasm, doesn't have a nice time, is attacked by robots, and sends out Slither Wing who sets up Sunny Day.
ySKHtEAU (SPECTRA REROLL)
OPEN TO CHASM-BASED INTERACTION.

Thank fuck, the aliens left. Seems like that giant tower lured them away, which is a long overdue stroke of luck in your favour. With that horrible chase over and done with, you allow yourself to breathe a long, hard sigh of relief. It really is just one thing after the other, isn't it? As soon as you get out of here, the first thing you're going to do is chainsmoke a whole pack of cigarettes. But first...

"Yeah, no, there's not going to be a next time."

You've had enough. The buck stops here. You're putting your foot down! Every second you've spent here with Andrea has been annoying at best, and completely miserable at worst, and you're not going to tolerate it even a second longer than you have to! You're done. This is over. You're DONE!

"As soon as I get out of here, I'm never coming back, and I never want to see you again." You scowl, dragging yourself out from the back of the vehicle as you glance around. You're done playing chaperone. You're just going to go back the way you come, take the Rocket wormhole, and wash your hands of this entire sordid affair. "You hear me? As soon as we leave, we're done. There is NO next time. Got it?"

Honk.

"Good, now hurry up and let's--"

...Oh, for fuck's sake.

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Andrea Vaneau

Were you kissed on the forehead by some kind of verbal deity? "Nah. Probably not."

Sure, weird things happen in Hoenn, but that? That seems a little unrealistic. Besides, who would that verbal deity even be? The Unown? You went to their dimension, they don't say shit. Why would they? They're literally letters, they speak for themselves.

Man, you're getting a really weird sense of deja vu from this conversation. Or, more specifically, from the woman you're speaking to. Are you sure you haven't met Desiree before? Before the alien incident, you mean, because despite having no memory of her from before that, she feels so weirdly familiar. Are you forgetting something important? Or is your brain just playing tricks on you?

Meanwhile, Meltan and Hatterene continue their fight. The blob prepares for a second Flash Cannon, but as the Psychic waves bear down upon him, he loses his focus. The beam of light goes wide, missing entirely, and leaving Meltan with no choice but to hunker down and try to weather the assault as best he can. That Tera Fighting really came back to bite you, huh? If only you'd given him Tera Dark, then this entire battle would've played out so completely differently...

...Fuck it, actually, you'll just ask her.

"Have I met you before?"

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Gimmick, TERA; +15 on Even Rolls.
r1T|VdpS
Meltan loses. 1/3 HP Remaining.
DESIREE BLOOMS

Alright, you've come up with a plan. Not a good plan, mind, but definitely a plan. Is it gonna work? Probably not, no, but when has that ever stopped you before?

"Hey, HEY!" You shout over towards the horse that's galloping all over the battlefield. Yeah, that's right, you're relying on this random wild animal that's stumbled onto the battlefield to help you. Again, you didn't say it was a GOOD plan, did you? But it does seem to be assisting wherever it can, and frankly, you'd sooner rely on this strange foal than any of those League bastards. "HORSE! Help me out here!"

Surprisingly, it does. This "Keldeo" bounds over to the side of your Armarouge, offering a Helping Hand as she finishes charging her Armor Cannon. Then, before you can even say thanks, the horse sprints off, likely to go help someone else. Huh. Weird animal, but you suppose you should be grateful. After all, it's been more help than anyone else today. Now, its time to lay a hurting on this Hoopa.

"Ready, sire!"

"Alright, FIRE!"

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TL;DR - Shred calls out to Keldeo, who comes to help his Armarouge with her attack. Needless to say, 252+ SpA Armarouge Helping Hand Armor Cannon vs. 0 HP / 0- SpD Hoopa-Unbound: 279-328 (92.6 - 108.9%) -- 56.3% chance to OHKO pausechamp?
oj505sHZ (SPECTRA REROLL)

Well.

You suppose you shouldn’t be surprised that your sweet, innocent little Meltan is staring down a Zeraora. It is a tournament, after all, and it was only a matter of time before you got stuck against some tryhard with delusions of winning the whole thing. Alas.

"Yeah, yeah, you too."

"hello mr leopard (￣ω￣)/ lets have a good match today!"

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Gimmick, TERA; +15 on Even Rolls.
Josh Devlin