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[attr="class","cmonbody"] A sneering Snivy made its presence known. Appearing from a small hill above Dallas. It stood with a presence as if it owned the safari, and Dallas was just one of the many peasants that had entered his land.

“What a little shit,” Dallas said glaring back. Hearing the words, the Snivy jumped down to Dallas. A vine appearing from its tail as it used Vine Whip on the blond.

“Woah what the-“ His words were cut off by the crack of the whip against his arm. A cry of pain escaped him as the Snivy grinned and snapped its vine at him again.

“Hawks, toast this snake.” A Pokeball was thrown from his pocket. Fletchinder appearing in the air and following the command with no hesitance. Peppering the Snivy with Ember from above. The grass type was easily damaged by the flames as it now tried to crack its Vine Whip at the bird.

“Finish it.” Hawk nodded to Dallas as her body was engulfed in flame. Snivy’s eyes widened in horror as it was swiftly struck down with Flame Charge.

“So full of itself and it got taken out in no time.” Dallas scoffed, yet found himself pulling out a Pokeball to capture the Snivy.

Someone needed to teach it some manners, so why not himself?

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@tag – 218 – Snivy used Vine Whip. Fletchinder used Ember. Snivy used Vine Whip. Fletchinder used Flame Charge. Dallas attempts to capture the Snivy!

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[attr="class","cmonbody"]The flash of the Hyper Beam blinded Dallas as he peered out of the trench to watch Bom. Desperation in his eyes, hoping that the pink blob would clear the Hyper Beam. Dune also watched with concern as a fellow member of the Rhodes party danced with death.

Their eyes adjusted as the carnage stopped as quickly as it began. The Regirock now resting after such a powerful attack. In the air, they could see him. A smiling, uninjured Slowpoke. Dallas held back a cheer. As happy as he was to see his Pokémon safe, it felt insensitive given what had just happened. No one else had died, but the same could not be said for their Pokémon. There was no time to celebrate anyway despite that. Regirock had stopped moving, but only to rest. That wouldn’t last long, so they all needed to strike once more. One last time with the Pokémon that were left.

“Bom, hit it while it’s down with another Water Pulse!” A now familiar ball of swirling blue energy former at the Slowpoke’s mouth. Growing and growing in size before releasing as a massive wave of water. Aimed to finish off the Regirock as Slowpoke landed from its earlier jump.

“Dune, do the same with Swift.” Dune followed the command, popping out from the trench it created to release another burst of yellow stars that flew towards the Regirock. Others were doing the same. A similar barrage of attacks that they had started the fight with.

Hopefully, it would be enough this time. It had to be.

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Sandslash

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@raid – 262 – Slowpoke uses Water Pulse. Sandslash uses Swift. Dallas hopes it’s enough.

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[attr="class","cmonbody"]He was given mere moments as the Hyper Beam began charging to react.[break]
“Dune, dig us some cover.” The Sandslash did so, creating a trench for himself and his trainer to dive into. They could only hope the path of the destructive beam would not land directly into it.[break]
“Bom! Water Pulse away.” Similar to its use of Water Gun, the Slowpoke formed a ball of blue energy at its mouth before firing it into the ground. Creating a small crater and launching Slowpoke into the air. Hopefully above and out of the way of the Hyper Beam.[break]
As it ravaged its way through, Dallas ducked deeper into the trench. Hoping to avoid any debris with cover and some luck on the side.[break]
Slowpoke59zES6Xl Sandslash Dallas

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@raid – 123 – Slowpoke Water Pulse's away. Sandlish digs a trench for cover, Dallas dives into it.

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[attr="class","cmonbody"] Dallas had decided to wear one of his many suits to the safari. Why? Because one, it made him look cool. And two, with the price he was paying for the safari ticket, he felt like had to look good and proper for the occasion.[break]
So far though, as he waded through the tall grass, it did not seem to suit the occasion. Nor did it seem very practical. Although the latter was already obvious. Dallas had just planned to tough it out to seem professional. Instead, he looked like an idiot. At least only the park warden could see him. And the Pokémon within the safari. Hopefully, the safari Pokémon didn’t laugh at him.

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@tag – 115 – Where them Pokemon hiding?

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[attr="class","cmonbody"]A barrage of attacks was fired against the massive moving rock. All of that, and it barely seemed damage. No normal Pokémon could survive so many attacks. Obviously, this Pokémon was not normal.[break]
It was still satisfying to see Hawks’ attack result in some damage though. And Bom getting rid of that crazy lock on power. Dallas hoped the effect would last the battle, but this beast seemed to be above the power their Pokémon brought to this fight.[break]
Suddenly a wave of sand blew towards him. Dallas covered his eyes. Expecting it only to be a brief gust, but it soon turned into a full-blown storm. Sand and stone battered against him. Dallas reached for two Pokeballs.[break]
“Hawks, get back here for now.” The red beam summoned the bird back. Flying in this storm was too dangerous now. However, he had just the Pokemon in mind that suited the new weather.[break]
“Dune, knock the rocks out of the air with Swift” The Sandslash nodded, releasing a burst of yellow stars that pummelled into the nearby rocks that were summoned to the Regirock. Dune moved with ease in the storm thanks to his Sand Veil ability. It also meant he was unphased by the sand that battered into everyone else.[break]

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Crack.[break]
A familiar sound now, that of the earth breaking underneath. It was different this time. Quieter, and not as if the entire floor was about to collapse. Dallas almost didn’t notice because of the sandstorm. The Stone Edge that began to break the surface and threatened Bom.[break]
“Bom, water gun away- Just move!” No time to give fancy commands. The Slowpoke simply needed to hightail it of there. And it attempted so, hobbling away at surprising speeds before aiming Water Gun at the ground to launch itself away from the Stone Edge.[break]
Someone else tried to shout information to the group. Glowing rocks yadda yadda. Dallas didn’t listen. Too focused on his Slowpoke’s escape.

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@raid – 325 – Withdraws Fletichinder. Releases Sandslash. Sandslash's Sand Veil ability activates. Sandslash uses swift on the boulders of healing. Slowpoke attempts to dodge via running and Water Gun launch.

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[attr="class","cmonbody"]The bickering between persephone amavi and Silvia Blackmore made Dallas feel mature after his childish jokes earlier. He almost wanted to laugh. How else could he react when he realised the dysfunctional, split up group that had entered these ruins were the ones that had to protect Hoenn and get its shit together. The Rocket’s amongst them must have been laughing.[break]

The rumbling of the gigantic doors opening managed to shut them all up though. It seemed possible after all that the explorers had done the same blood sacrifice as Dallas watched the blood seep into the platform, and then disappear from sight completely.[break]

“Patience is a virtue.”[break]
zeke rainey notices them first. The survivors that had brought them to this place were within their reach now. Well, the ones that were left. It was a horrid sight to witness but not unexpected. The dangers the group went through just to get here didn’t give Dallas much hope for these explorers. A strange blood sacrifice was the final nail in the coffin for that hope. He was surprised there were any alive.[break]
Bright circles that made up eyes lit up, sunlight creeps in, and some poor kid that Dallas’ only interaction with was helping catch him was thrust into the roof of the cave. Now just one of the many mutilated bodies here.[break]
“Fucking blood sacrifices.”[break]
A few others at the other side of the chamber acted first. Presumably, the other rescuers that were separated from them earlier. From their group, zeke rainey lead the charge. Dallas followed suit. Past the explorers, releasing Slowpoke.[break]
“Disable that auto-aim bullshit!” A blue glow lit up in the Slowpoke’s eyes, aimed at the behemoth before it. Meanwhile, Hawks was still in the air.[break]
“Hit it with Steel Wing, but use Quick Attack to go faster.” The Fletchinder rushed off as commanded. “I don’t want it catching you.”

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@raid – 000 – Slowpoke used Disable on Regirock. Fletchinder used Steel Wing, as well as Quick Attack to boost its speed in attack

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[attr="class","cmonbody"]As persephone amavi’s translated, Dallas’ eyes narrowed his eyes at the ancient markings and the platform nearby. The text on the door sounded fancy, but also made the instructions clear. It seemed his earlier, somewhat joking comment about the knife depicted in the art on the cave walls might not have been too far off.



“Do you think those explorers done that?” He pointed to the text, “the blood part, I mean.” At a glance, Dallas didn’t spot any blood beside what seemed to have been shed by their own group. And the door before them was closed. There were no definites. But the ominous translation made it sound the group would be far better off leaving this door unopened if they could help it. At least for now.



riley maddox had different plans though. Before Dallas could even suggest they wait, the redhead was slitting his palm. Ready to summon the unknown. Dallas glanced at the others that were already bleeding from previous injuries and back to the sliced palm. What a waste.



“Boy, I hope this titan Pokémon is friendly.” He glanced between the door and the platform. Waiting for something to happen with one of the two.



“I’m sure one that wants some blood is nice.”

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@raid – 207 – Let's pretend I didn't accidentally edit this post over and had to find and copy paste the original.

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[attr="class","cmonbody"]More barriers were created as fire engulfed the cloud of spores. As dire as the situation had looked at first, all their efforts made short work of the incoming danger. With so many Pokemon, it probably should not have come as a surprise that they could deal with it. Although the attempt to cross the chasm wouldn’t exactly give someone confidence either.[break]
“That’s why I’m trying to stop them from using it anymore with my Slowpoke’s Disable and help burn that cloud of doom up too while we’re at it.” Was Dallas’ response to zeke rainey . Unsure why the stranger was picking him out in particular.[break]
“Did you hit your head on the over the chasm?” Dallas waved a hand in his face, “Are you blind? Can you see my hand?” Dallas sighed before turning back to the onslaught of Morelull. Maybe that was a bit much, the guy was only trying to be helpful. Perhaps Dallas just misunderstood what he was trying to say, or worse, he really was blind. Now Dallas was just worried that he made fun of a blind person.[break]
But while he worried about that, the Morelull attack seemed to have come to an end thanks to the pink mist that seemed to block the sleep powder entirely. A few of the mushrooms seemed to have been knocked out as well. Either by their own sleep powder used against them or someone else’s Pokémon lighting them up with fire.[break]
Whatever the case, now seemed the perfect time to book it and follow Bailey Cooper who led the charge. Hawks remained out of her Pokeball, but Dallas decided to put the slower moving Bom back in his.[break]
“Y’know, I feel like we should be able to find a couple of those missing explorers here. Or…at least what might be left of them.”[break]
Crack[break]
And now he was falling for the second time today. No time to linger on the fates of others who entered the room full of Morelulls. His Fletchinder shot down to catch him. Using all her strength to slow their descent and avoid any rubble as well.[break]
It would mean a rough landing, but Dallas held a hand out in the air for anyone else falling if they didn’t have a Pokemon that could help their legs survive this fall. [break]
Whatever the case, the blond man landed with a thud but made sure to thank his Fletchinder as he took in the new surroundings. There was a lot to take in at once. The door stood out in particular with the hulking arms holding onto them. Also, because it was the way out. From this room at least.[break]
Dallas pointed a finger at the pattern at the wall. Was that braille? He called out to zeke rainey .[break]
“Hey, you’re blind, right? Can you read this?” He pointed to the door. Committed to his shitty joke now. That was the Dallas Rhodes way.

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@raid – 485 – Replied to zeke rainey . Followed behind Bailey Cooper . Offered a hand to anyone that needs it during the fall. Continued his shitty potentially offensive joke at zeke rainey .

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[attr="class","cmonbody"]Just when Dallas thought he had escaped, an obstacle blocked him from success. Literally. The obstacle in question being a person who collided with him in the tight alleyway as they both fell onto their asses.[break]
A deft hand caught the cigarette that fell from his mouth before Dallas scrambled to his feet. Looking around to see if the thugs were still hot on his tail. No sign of them. Only the woman in front of him who didn’t necessarily look like a thug. Probably not associated with those other guys either.[break]
He offered a helping hand “Shit, sorry. Just uh…in a bit of a hurry there.” He placed the cig back in his mouth. “Although if you’re the type of person to say frick you might have deserved it.” He laughed nervously. Remembering the part of Slateport he was in as he spoke. Most folks didn’t take kindly to jokes and Dallas could only hope she had a sense of humour.[break]
“Anyway, if you happen to see some shady looking guys asking for a suited man mine like myself, just tell em-“ Movement in the distance caught his eye. Another person? No, a Pokémon. A Scraggy, swaggering over to them as if he owned the place. And behind him, a bigger Pokémon. A Krookodile with folded arms and a menacing look in its eye.[break]
Were they seriously about to get jumped by Pokémon in an alleyway?[break]
“Hey, we’re not…looking for uh…trouble?” Dallas gave a shrug. That was what you were supposed to say when you were about to be mugged, right? Did the same apply to Pokémon? The crocodile gave a swift answer to that question as it swiped at Dalla. The blond only managing to dodge by falling back down onto his ass. [break]
“Shit! Hawks!” A Pokeball was thrown from his jacket into the air, a Fletchinder flying out. “Roast em,” Dallas commanded as he got up onto his feet for the second time as the Krookodile was peppered with flames from above by Hawks’ Ember.[break]
Its response? Striking a menacing cross-armed pose and forced laughter. It had used Swagger, and Hawks was pissed. Being baited easily into the implied insult that she was weaker than the ground type. [break]
“Hawks, wait-” In a confused fury she charged blindly. The crocodile easily dodged as the bird smacked into a bin. [break]
“Get a grip! You’re not a Magikarp, so don’t take the bait. Roast him some more, close and personal this time.” Hawks’ body was then engulfed in flames. A Flame Charge being launched at the Krookodile. This time Hawks hit. A fiery wing colliding but the shady crocodile stayed strong. Tanking the hit so it could use Foul Play.[break]
Hawks soon found her momentum being used against her as she was grabbed and swung into a wall. A cackle echoing from Krookodile.
“Acrobatics this time. Go so fast he can’t grab you.” And that she did. A glowing blue trail following her as she sped around the enclosed space. Up in the air, down on the ground. Before it could get a read on Hawks next move, the Krookodile was tackled in the back by the fast-moving bird. And to follow it up, a red ball landed on its head before being sucked into it.[break]
Would the troublemaker make a good addition to the team?

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Bailey Cooper – 556 - Hawks used Ember. Krookodile used Fould Play. Hawks is confused. Hawks hurt itself in its confusion. Hawks used Flame Charge. Krookodile used Foul Play. Hawks used Acrobatics. Attempt to capture.

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[attr="class","cmonbody"]While at first the dark entrance worried him, Dallas felt almost hypnotised by the dancing lights that filled the area. It felt peaceful here, even after all the shit that had happened only a minute ago. His eye grew heavy. The cold damp ground of the caves suddenly seeming like a comfortable spot to rest.[break]
The cry from the Absol snapped him out of it. At least long enough to see what was coming. Dallas also held a hand to his nose and mouth. Not that it would do much to help against the cloud of sleep powder that came their way.[break]
“Hawks, burn it!” The Flame Charge that engulfed her body vanished now. Not needing to light the way anymore as several small balls of fire shot forth from her beak and into the cloud. Using Ember was not enough, but it was something at least.[break]
“Bom,” The Slowpoke once again found itself being called upon by its trainer. A busy day for the lazy Pokemon. “I don’t know how many of them you can hit, but try and stop as many of these glowing shits as you can.”[break]
Bom gave an innocent nod to its trainer as its eyes began to glow blue. Using Disable on whatever Morelull it could to stop any more Sleep Powder being released.

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@raid – 220 – Fletchinder uses Ember into the spore cloud to burn some of it up. Slowpoke uses Disable to stop Sleep Powder being used anymore.

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[attr="class","cmonbody"]His plan had actually worked. Before he knew it, Hawks was back in her Pokeball and Dune had begun to dig his way upwards. Dallas gave a gentle pat on the Sandslash’s pointed back. “You’re doing great. Should be close to the top soon.” As if on cue, what little light there was from the surface broke through. The Sandslash leaping out and then offering a helping hand to his trainer.[break]
As Dallas emerged, covered in dirt and rubble, some of it in his mouth since he had decided to speak while Dune dug, he noticed some of the group had managed to make it across. But not as many as they had started with. One chasm had already done this much to split them up? Perhaps the smaller numbers would make it easier for them to make decisions and act on them as a group.[break]
“Bom?” The trainer tentatively called out, not seeing the man who he entrusted him to anywhere nearby. Dallas rushed over to the edge, looking down at the rapids below. So many had fallen into them, albeit with some assistance at least. Had the fellow blond and Slowpoke fallen down too?[break]
A poke on his back from the Sandslash’s claws alerted Dalla to what was crossing ahead of them. The pink blob that was his Slowpoke sliding across the ice bridge, his own Pokeball in his mouth. Had he heard Dallas call out for him? Had the man told him to go ahead, without even coming to get his own Pokémon back? So many questions in this hectic rescue mission and zero answers.[break]
“Uh…is that guy okay?” Dallas tried to look for him at the opposite end but the lack of light made it difficult. Bom nodded in response. Hopefully, he was right. Dallas would just have to give the mystery Pokemon back once this was all said and done.[break]
More artwork lined the walls. It wasn’t Dallas’ thing. But the man was looking for an excuse to stall and not be one of the first to make a move into the unknown this time. Either he had bad luck or his plans sucked. Maybe both. He didn’t want to test them again, at least not yet. Although looking at it simply made the ruins more ominous. [break]
He’d once again swapped his team around. Hawks was the only one out again and its body ablaze now. Using Flame Charge but avoiding the part where it struck something with its fiery body. After the psychic ordeal, Dallas was without a flashlight since it had been consumed by the rapids in the fall. This was better than nothing.[break]
“This is turning into a bad horror movie. All split up, in the dark.” Dallas jabbed a finger at the curved dagger depicted on the wall. “And I know damn well that thing probably got shoved in someone’s chest and now their ghosts are haunting us by snapping webs.” The last part was a reach, but the story the ruins tried to tell made his imagination run wild.[break]
He still followed them further in, Silvia Blackmore ’s Lycanroc leading the way. Dallas’ Fletchinder hovered in the air, trying to also provide more light with its flames.[break]
“Well, this is fucking spooky.”

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@raid – 541– Digs up with Sandslash to the rest of the group. Slowpoke slides along the ice bridge back to his trainer. Fletchinder lighting up the area with its fire as well. Someone call the fucking Ghostbusters.

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