• player/ooc name: Hollow
• character tags: oscar clayton Jax Cox
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There was a brief moment during his landing where Oscar felt like he was actually about to die. His ship was shaking violently, and his hands tensed so hard around the controls his knuckles nearly burst. There was an awful wrenching noise as his ship slowly slid to a stop, and as Oscar realized that he was very much alive he would let out a soft chuckle. "Perfect landing!" He announced as he got out of his seat. His legs felt like jelly and his hands were shaking, but he felt fucking fantastic. And to think, there was a whole mission waiting for him outside!

Oscar gathered himself before exiting his ship, immediately trying to locate Genesect. During their descent Genesect had dislodged their hitchhiker, so it seemed pretty proud of itself as it jumped down to surprise its master. Oscar jumped briefly, but he could not possible sore about the prank. He was just glad Genesect was in one piece. 

"Nice flight?" Oscar asked his cybernetic comrade. Genesect wiggled its claw, the universal sign for 'meh'. Oscar took a second to make a visual inventory, making the mistake of looking upward toward their rapidly approaching planet. To say Oscar was in awe would be an understatement, the view of the lonely rock they called home was both beautiful and humbling. After the events of the Cloud, Oscar had believed his little slice of the multiverse was just too small for him. Yet here and now he saw the horrifically wonderful truth: it was he that was so small. Him and the League and Rocket and everyone--just grains of sand in the desert.

Oscar felt a jab in his ribs, Genesect had elbowed him rather forcefully. Oscar reacted with anger, "Dude chill I'm having a mo-" Before Oscar could finish his sentence he would be pushed onto his back by a powerful gust of wind. Genesect watched as noah faber sent a Whirlwind their way, but it was more worried about its master's safety then its own. After all, a gust of wind was hardly a threat. Turns out though that wind was way stronger then it seemed. It was so strong in fact that Genesect felt itself being sucked back into its ball against its will.

By the time Oscar managed to get to his feet, Genesect had been replaced by his Shadow Nidoqueen: Desolence. The pale figure looked to Oscar expectantly, unaware that her emergence was a mistake. Oscar whipped his head around, trying to find the source of that Whirlwind. He could not pinpoint that it was Noah, but he did see the Gym leader about to intersect with Laurence Anderson and some other guy he did not yet know (Josh Devlin). This was just in time for mint frost to call him to action, and seeing how he now had some aggression to deliver he was more than happy to oblige.

Raphael Pryde was one hundred percent correct, the mineral was the top priority--so Oscar was not going to let any more League bastards get near it. Oscar pointed outward, his distorted voice ringing as he gave his command. "Let the meteor consume them!" Desolence let out an unearthly bellow, rearing up before slamming a fist into the meteor's surface. A massive crack burst forth, winding its way toward the positions of the gather trio of Laurence, Noah, and other guy! Should the crack reach them, the ground shall erupt beneath their feet in a massive display of power--Earth Power that is.

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tl;dr
--Oscar has an existential crisis.
--Genesect gets forcibly exchanged for Oscar's Shadow Nidoqueen.
--Shadow Nidoqueen attempts to catch noah faber , Laurence Anderson , and Josh Devlin within its Earth Power attack. Earth Power is boosted by Sheer Force but cannot lower the defenses of its targets.
--Oscar's suit

TASK REPORT

[url="https://pkmn-hoenn.boards.net/thread/28201/outlast"]OUTLAST[/url] - BATTLE 1[break]FT. @oscar & @johanna & @gavin & @bishop



The ceiling above Johanna would suddenly shake violently, giving way as Genesect fell through. Landing upon the final generator, Genesect would pierce downward with an aggressive Fell Stinger. Whatever part of the generator that survived Genesect's landing would be smashed to bits by its vicious attack. Genesect would stand tall over Johanna, its claws raised as it screamed with primal hatred. 

It had yet to lose, and it did not plan to do so now.

Yet whether it won or loss was not up to Genesect currently. It had its own rules to play by, and well--it just broke them. When Genesect had roared earlier, at the moment it initially lost Johanna, Oscar correctly predicted that it had lost its composure. The beast was prepared though, and immediately departed to call Genesect back. He was later than he would prefer, but Oscar arrived at the final building just in time to return Genesect to its pokeball. 

Oscar clicked his tongue, rolling Genesect's red ball in his hand. "Gotta work on that sore loser complex. Oh well." He attached the ball to his belt and clapped his hands together. "Congratulations Johanna Joy, you've survived my Genesect Challenge training. I'm very impressed, I'll be sure to give you some extra kudos in my report. I uh--don't have a prize for you or anything--but if you want I'll buy you a coffee." The Dragapult he used to make it in time peeked in, wondering what the hold up was. 

--END--

You know some days there is nothing better than having an actual picnic with actual friends. Oscar and Martín del Mar had planned a little get together to commemorate their rapidly approaching doom. At the time of planning, it seemed like a fantastic idea to Oscar. Alas time is a fickle bitch, and after some recent troubling events Oscar found himself in a rather sour mood.

Yet he still appeared at the designated time, basket and blanket in hand. He found the comfiest looking spot, with the right amount of shade and a good view of the bay. The trees behind him would allow for fine makeshift back support, and their rustling leaves shall provide fine ambience.

Oscar set up the blanket and took a seat, reaching into his basket to pull out a canned tea. He sighed as he opened it, hoping that it would boost his mood enough before Mars arrived. Alas--it was flat. Oscar sighed again. 

Genesect did not expect its target to run, but it kept its cool and readjusted its expectations. The metal hunter would attempt to keep up, but it was a more difficult task than it anticipated. For Genesect, sneaking required it to move slowly--while Johanna was careening as fast as she could. Eventually she would make a turn before Genesect could witness, and the hunter would be forced to stop.

It looked behind several buildings as it tried to relocate Johanna, gradually dropping its attempts to sneak. The reality slowly began to take hold however, Genesect had lost its target. It began to shake, rage building as its thoughts began to focus on a single task: Taking out Johanna. 

Genesect roared, bursting forth with a Flame Charge. There was only one generator left, so it would be a race to see who could get there first!

Johanna Joy : 1/2

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--You know the drill. This can possibly be your last post if you roll higher than Genesect, good luck!

For most of the experiment, Oscar was grinning ear to ear. It was so refreshing to perform an experiment of this scale, it had been so long! However his grin grew strained as the tree began to wither and dissolve. Bryan seemed very unhappy, and suddenly Oscar found himself slowly reaching for what he called 'the emergency overload switch'. Bryan could not beat him up if he were blasted into the sky...

Luckily no explosions were necessary, as the tree opened to reveal a sprouting plant! Oscar shut down the generator, sighing in relief as he ran forward to get a closer look. He pushed his goggles onto his forehead and whistled as he examined the plant. "Remarkable. We've created something--new! Ho-ly shit we actually did something! I mean, I knew we would but still it's awesome!" 

Before Oscar could run off to grab champagne though, Bryan would teleport the three of them to his secret garden. As they emerged into the warm embrace of the sun, Oscar could not help but be stricken with awe. Oscar rarely had an appreciation of nature, but Bryan's garden was a work of art. Part of the perks of being the avatar of life it would seem. Oscar nodded as Bryan spoke, "My lips are sealed--one thing though who's Eden?"

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Oscar was oblivious to Gavin's discomfort, the underboss hid his feelings well. He maintained a cheery demeaner as he thought on Gavin's question, it was a valid concern and Oscar took his time considering it. Eventually he would nod confidently, "If we do it right Genesect won't feel any pain. It probably won't even notice anything happened. What I have in mind is a mini-shutdown controlled by me. It will freeze Genesect and perform a soft reset so that it will forget that it was targeting a shadow pokemon or ultrabeast--you know until it sees one again."

Oscar thought a second more before sighing, "It's a temporary solution though. The freeze should ideally only be a few seconds long, but that is enough to leave Genesect vulnerable to attack. We will eventually have to reprogram it properly--when time allows." Oscar looked to Gavin, his dire expression being enough to clue the underboss in on what he was thinking.

"It'll have to be after the meteor--if we survive that is."

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Oscar gave Mister Ventus a strained smile, mostly from Mars THROWING HIM UNDER THE BUS! Bastard hit Oscar's set up back like a tennis expert; well played Mars but this was only the top of the game! There was plenty of time to get him to slip up! For now though, Oscar agreed that it was time to head in. He threw his hands up and chuckled, "Yes! Let us venture forth and see what we can see!"

Oscar strutted forward, binoculars now pressed to his eyes as he looked in every direction. He was even sure to look directly at his companions, his enhanced gaze lingering on Klaus's perfect fuckin' skin! Those pores were flawless, did he wash his face with ambrosia? Oscar was sure to drop a comment to Mars as he turned back around, "His face his smoother than a baby's ass how the fuck is that possible?"

As they ventured deeper into the forest, Oscar began to take his observations more seriously. If he goofed off too much, he would lose track of the--bird. Yet Klaus was their guest, so he was sure to keep him engaged so that he would feel included. "Tell me Mister Ventus..." Oscar spoke casually as he looked in every direction with his binoculars once more. "What made you want to be a musician? It could not have been an easy undertaking."

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Raphael? Sheesh Oscar had never met the guy, but he had always wanted to work with him. This would be a fine excuse to do so. Oscar stretched, standing up as he slid his glass away. He cracked his neck casually before taking a very deep breath, "Alright Lulu, I gotta call it here. Got some work to do before sundown. I'll be in town for a few days so if you need me to come by I'm just a phone call away."

Oscar motioned to leave but stopped after half a step. "Oh, when do you think your device will be ready for a test? I am eager to see how it works. Best schedule that now while I'm here."

Lulu Flint

"Fuuuck..." 

Oscar wiped his forehead with his arm, the heat was really starting to mess with him. It was mostly the sweat, it made him feel icky. What an embarrassing display, he was convinced that Fern would see him as a fool by now. That mindset could not linger though! He had to at least pretend to be fine, otherwise he shall never hear the end of it afterward. 

The heat did make it hard to pay attention to what Fern was saying, though Oscar caught the gist. He clicked his tongue, which sounded more vivid than usual because of his dry his mouth was getting. "I mean, it's mostly a straight line besides one detour that leads deeper in. The client said the artifact was deep in the path so logically we just need to--"

Oscar looked over to the rock that Fern had pointed out, and as his eyes lingered on it his face would slowly harden. "Well fuck look at that--" Oscar went in for a closer look, and confirmed that he had indeed spotted the entrance to the detour. "I know that was a fuckin' guess but, nice work. Let's keep going." The detour was a bit low, so Oscar had to hunch down to squeeze in. 

Oscar is a living skeleton but his backpack made it a little hard to move forward. The confined space did nothing to decrease Oscar's comfort level, in fact the heat felt worse. Luckily it seemed that the path was about to open up, so Oscar would call back to his companion. "Don't get stuck, I dunno if I have the strength to pull your ass out of this squeeze." Oscar chuckled as he stepped out into a small room, turning his head to find a skeletal figure propped up against a wall.

Oscar froze, staring at his unexpected discovery. Maybe it was the shock of the sight, or perhaps it was the heat finally getting it him, but poor Oscar would silently fall to the ground in a comical heap. I think the phrase is he 'whited out'.

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