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Fidel was scared. Very scared. All of a sudden she stopped eating because the gala was on some sort of lockdown... and then strange people came in and started pulling out Pokemon. What... what was she supposed to do? This was obviously some sort of terrorist attack or something. She seemed shaken in fear as she watched the events unfold around her, unable to get up from her chair...[break][break]
Magikarp. She eyed her Pokemon, who was also scared. They were... they were supposed to be together forever. What if these people took Magikarp away? What if they took her away? She couldn't let that happen. She became more scared of losing Magikarp than of the people in red. Any noise around her faded into the background, and something hot and red was building up inside her.[break][break]
A resounding cry of "Fuck Magma!" broke her trance.[break][break]
Then... she wouldn't let that happen! She was a Pokemon Trainer now, and one who could finally battle! She'd had Magikarp from day one... there was no WAY she'd be separated from it, not ever! She stood up from her chair and stood on the table, not thinking straight. There was an emotion on her face that was indescribable other than pure, utter fury. She would NEVER lose Magikarp! No matter WHAT the cost! "HEY!" She yelled into the crowd. "We're Pokemon Trainers, aren't we? When Pokemon Trainers are challenged, we battle! SO BATTLE!"[break][break]
"MAGIKARP, USE TACKLE!" It seemed like she would be the one drawing first blood. She picked up Magikarp, and threw it with all her might towards the nearest Pokemon; a Mightyena. The fish rocketed towards the canine, keeping it's eye on the prize. Then, it flexed it's muscles, and suddenly, it seemed to gain momentum. Tackle was used, and it made Magikarp into a living projectile.[break][break]
Fidel jumped off of the table and started sprinting towards Magikarp, using all the power in her tiny body to budge her way forth. Magikarp was already in the heat of things, trying to dodge all it had the capability to dodge. Having caught up to her Pokemon, she eyed a fist-sized rock at her feet; probably part of the flooring that god dug out. Picking it up, she chucked it at the Mightyena, hoping to do damage herself.
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- magikarp at 100% health[break] - magikarp used tackle[break] - fidel used rock throw
Welp. This was a night. First the terrible speed dating that created fights, the lack of intake of food due to paranoia, the awkwardness that was this night, now as everything was coming to a close a shutdown. A fucking take over. As magma members start flooding in with their pokemon patrolling the exits everyone begins backing off. Syndra being one of the victims as an attendee watched from near the exit prepared to go. At the sight of things suddenly falling to panic instantly an unfamiliar emotion filled in Syndra's eyes. Rage.
She couldn't say she didn't expect something like this to happen. In fact the female had called it outright when receiving the anonymous message. The fact that nothing happened until the last few minutes however was what got to her. Expecting to food to have been poisoned or drugged the regret coursed through her veins. The desire for the night to end and be over, that was what had the girl's hand to tighten into a clenched fist for the second time tonight. "Fuck this." No she wasn't going to tolerate this. Any other time maybe but not tonight.
Her partner, the pudgy ice type known as Spheal, sat next to his trainer complacently. The opponents didn't look so bad to battle against if he had to. Without batting an eye or looking down to her pokemon Syndra stepped up. Other trainers had done the same but she couldn't care less at the moment. When it came to pokemon it was a good thing that the water type was the one she chose to come. No one else was attacking? Swell. "Step aside," she spoke fearlessly to the grunts at the door. To prove her point she glanced to her originally innocent looking Spheal. "Brine." The harsh jet of water streamed from the small pokemon abruptly directly at the Lairon. For a moment she considered the Houndoom but Lairon was the more prominent threat. Again the Brine shot at the rock type again to weaken the pokemon.
Now it could have been worse. As of now Syndra was still mindful of the others in the building. All she wanted was to return to the Pokemon Center to sleep. This was getting in the way of that.
Post by Nikolas Weaver on Jul 17, 2015 6:08:38 GMT
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[attr="class","gold"]STOP! HERO TIME!
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[attr="class","sun"]A Foreign Sun *
I never thought I'd see
Nikolas was metaphorically kicking himself as he made his way through Slateport to where the Gala was held. He had been extremely late with finding out about the festivities and was late to catch a ride to Slateport. At the moment he had on a plain black tuxedo with a random magikarp mask that he had picked up placed over his face.
After all he needed some type of mask to wear, and it would be too risky to just show up in his fletch mask. Eventually after a bit of walking he'd arrive outside the Gala, only to see what looked like a couple Team Magma members head inside. A bit worried at that, just due to his whole vigilante routine, Nikolas would quietly head up and pull on the door a bit.
Only to find out that it was now locked, causing him to turn around and take off running. Different thoughts running through his head, mainly ones about how the Gala wasn't supposed to be over yet, and how he could get inside.
While running the boy would accidentally bump into someone, turning completely around from the impact. "Sorry, sorry sorr-" he started to blurt out, apologizing profusely before looking up. Now that the impact had turned him around he was looking at the Gala again, noticing a way in...the place still had windows! And trees to climb into!
Without bothering to hear what the other person said for a response he would start running again, still in the same direction he was previously running.
Eventually ducking behind a house, making sure no one had followed him first, to rip off his Tuxedo. Revealing his Fletch suit underneath, reaching back he'd lift the hood mask up, covering his face for safety.
The hood actually being a part of the long black cape he wore. After that for extra security he'd lift the hood up a bit to place a smaller black mask on over his eyes. And then heading off for the Gala again! His pokeballs resting on his 'utility belt'. After enough running in the other direction Fletch would arrive outside the Gala again, sneaking around the outside until he neared the tree.
Taking another preparation first, he'd send out his Fletchinder. "Fletchinder, do me a favor? Go up and look in the windows, find one where theres no people in front of it and then just float there" He whispered out to the pokemon, the flying fire type flying up to check the windows. Eventually hovering in front of one and chirping to get Fletch's attention.
With a nod in response he would take his time to climb up the tree safely, before reaching back onto his back to pull the retractable bo staff out from its holster, expanding the staff to full size. Only to then take a running start and leap off the tree branch, crashing right through the window Fletchinder was in front of, having already made sure any civilians would be free of debris.
He'd land on the ground with a thud in a crouched position, his black cape covering most of his body, his Fletchinder floating next to him. As soon as he hit the ground Fletch would start to panic a bit, mentally yelling at himself to say something cool.
"On a scale of one to Unova how free are you tonight?" Fletch called out, as he stood up, the cape going back behind his back as he stood, to reveal his primarily red colored costume. "More free now then you were when these vile Magmas showed up! Have no fear Fletch is here!" he followed up with, pointing at the Mightyena that Team Magma had brought with them.
"Go my companion! Take down this menace!" The masked hero..or vigilante which ever you prefer..called out, not exactly sure what Fletch wanted aside from an attack Fletchinder would flutter around for a brief moment. Only to then take off like a bat out of hell, charging at the Mightyena with two Peck attacks. Using Peck thanks to it's Gale Wings ability allowing it to attack faster with flying type moves.
Post by Dmitri Khvostov on Jul 17, 2015 6:12:55 GMT
"Wait just a minute!" Dmitri came bursting back into the halls to find them in disorder. Pokemon were everywhere, but now they seemed to be fighting. A massive Lairon and its cohorts Houndoom and Mightyena flanked it. This just won't do. He sent out Broski, hoping to get in on the fight before it ended.
"Broski, get in there and show 'em you still got some fight in you!" He scampered off; Dmitri wasn't sure he could command him amidst the chaos. Broski would have to weave through the crowds, taking the larger pokemon by surprise. He shot jets of hoarfrost at them, hoping to distract and whittle at their vitality.
"If Mightyena freezes, make sure to focus your firepower on it, everyone!" He felt a little dumb stating this out loud; but it stood to reason Broski's most valuable niche wouldn't be the damage he could supply, but rather the chance to freeze them solid.
Hang in there, Broski. He couldn't help but feel nervous, sending his first pokemon into the frying pan with such beefy looking creatures. After all was said and done, Broski was going to get a nice big treat for his loyalty and services. Mark my words, Broski... you're the best!
Post by Darius Valentine on Jul 17, 2015 6:44:58 GMT
I AM NOT A BAD MAN
even though i do bad things
VERY BAD THINGS
such horrible things
All Darius heard was "Fuck Magma!" and something inside him awoke, an extreme sense of justice and anger. He got out of his seat and cracked his knuckles, still a bit drunk but not enough to hold him back from kicking some major ass. "Gaaabite!!!" His Dragon type roared loudly, her voice echoing loudly through the Gala. "That's my fucking Girl, let's fucking kick ass now!" Darius said a grin slowly forming across his face. "I'm so fucking ready to kick ass." Darius added and walked towards his Gabite who glanced at the three attacking Pokemon. She was already getting into the zone, she could feel her bloodcurdling for violence, she lived to battle, she lived to follow out her Master's order, and she lived to beat the fucking shit out of another Pokemon, and nothing was going to stop her tonight from getting her full of all of that.
"These guy looks like they can show us a fun time, let's do it Gabite." Darius said staring down the Houndoom, he liked how Houndoom looked, everything about it screamed evil and power, he loved it. "That one! That's the one we're gonna rip to fucking pieces!" Darius said pointing towards the Fire and Dark-Type Pokemon, his grinned formed into the usual malicious one and his Gabite let out a hiss. "Biiite. . ." She circled the Houndoom with a look of pure hatred and near battle frenzy insanity, maybe it was the atmosphere, but she was over hyped about this battle. She could feel her heart racing, say something, order me already, let me have at this damn mutt! Were her exact thoughts as she continued to wait oh so impatiently.
"Alright fuck it up with a Dual Chop Gal!" Darius commanded and Gabite began rushing towards the Houndoom, pouncing on top of the Dark Pokemon, slamming the it's blade like arm on the Pokemon's spinal cord, and then using it's other to slam its blade like arm on the back side of the Houndoom's neck, these weren't moves to injure they were moves to kill. "Now get the fuck off it with a Dragon Rage!" Darius barked towards his Gabite, his Gabite leaped backwards high up in the air and began charging up an immense purple fireball in its mouth. "Fire!" And Fire she did letting out another powerful roar as she shot out the huge Dragon Rage that barreled towards the Houndoom. "Hehehehe, This is so much fun. SO MUCH FUN!" Darius commented smiling sadistically. He wanted to put this damn Houndoom through hell, and to do that he might need some help, he looked around till he found the guy he hated so much, but had the perfect Pokemon for the job.
"Sylvester! Get your ass over here and help kick the shit out of these Magma fuckers like you said you were gonna do!" Darius shouted quite excited, usually he'd never want to talk to Sylvester, but he was going to make an exception just for today, just for this fight.
Sand Veil - Lv.24 - Healthy Gabite used Dual Chop on Houndoom! Gabite used Dragon Rage on Houndoom!
A rush of adrenalin surged through him. His fingers tingled at the sight of -- Team Magma? -- the enemy. His eyes became wild. Why am I smiling? The night had gone from pleasant to dangerous in the blink of an eye, but for whatever reason Usa was more happy than distraught. Why am I smiling?
His heart pounding like a drum, a nervous sensation began to wash over him. Risu? Dmitri? His eyes quickly searched the crowd, but neither of them could be seen. The sway of the crowd moved him back and fourth. Still, why was he smiling?
There's no point searching for Risu or Dmitri right now. Chances are, we might never find each other in such a mess. I have to remain calm. What do I know? Three strong looking Pokemon. His attention became fixed on he enemy Pokemon standing not too far away. Houndoom, a dark/fire type; Mightyena, a dark type; and, Lairon, a steel/rock type. His eyes grew fierce as his body became more upright and confident. Two of those Pokemon are fully evolved. Their levels must be high...I have to be mindful of going in alone. He looked around him to take note of who was fighting, and what they were fighting. It looks like they're teaming up on the enemy Pokemon...so I wasn't the only one who thought it was dangerous to go in alone. His lips slowly curled to reveal a huge grin. "Leonidas", he yelled, "Go with Quick attack on that Mightyena!"
EVEL 09 | MALE ABILITY : JUSTIFIED HP STATUS : HEALTHY BTL STATUS : -- MOVES : fire blast, quick attack, PERISH SONG, DETECT, ME FIRST, taunt DODGES LEFT : 2/2
Post by Sylvester Blackburne on Jul 17, 2015 16:03:38 GMT
Sylvester remained quiet, his ears doing most of the work as he took a stand, many of the other trainers heading into battle with the Magma grunts before him. "And I thought I was the only one who hated them so much...' Staring over at the opposition, he noticed their pokemon, gauging which ones it would be best for him to battle. Finally, he looked over towards his rival, who had called out to him. 'Of course...'
"Darius, maybe you should focus on the Lairon?" Judging by how many attacks were going on, the two dark types would be weakened by now, and it was the Lairon that appeared most resilient in nature. "Marley is strong against these two." Standing before the grunts and their respective pokemon, Marley walked out from behind Sylvester who was now taking a stand. While at first the Sylveon looked playful, its eyes began to glare as it met eyes with the two dark type pokemon. Then a light growl began escaping the Sylveon's maw...
"Marley?" His pokemon looked back, it's playful nature apparent once more in it's face. "You want to give them a taste of the new move we had Kristmar teach you?" A grateful look appeared in Marley's eye as it nodded, turning around and emitting an absurdly bright flash of light in the direction of the Houndoom and Mightyena. Unable to see through it, Sylvester simply called out once again. "Use it again." Another vibrant display of the power of fairy type pokemon was given, fading away and allowing everyone to see clearly again.
Pixilate - Lv.18 - Healthy Sylveon uses Dazzling Gleam (Hits Houndoom & Mightyena)! Sylveon uses Dazzling Gleam (Hits Houndoom & Mightyena)! Should be super-effective to Mightyena?
[attr="class","sv3"]I hear you buzzing, a fly on the wall In through the window and up through the hall Flyin' in circles, just trying to land I see you hurting. I do what I can
But I won't save you I won't save you
Maybe you're looking for someone to blame Fightin' for air while you circle the drain Never be sorry for your little time It's not when you get there, it's always the climb
But I won't save you I won't save you
His face hurts. His head hurts. His heart hurts.
There's nothing witty to say now; no remarks, no excitement, he's too exhausted for all of that a number of emotions whirling around in his mind and body alike, his entire being having become something reminiscent to a cyclone. People begin to riot pokemon are thrown, and battles begin. He sees familiar faces and familiar pokemon line up against the red hooded threat. He watches that boy Sylvester attack the the two dark type pokemon alongside the crude red headed man he'd encountered twice earlier. He watches the girl with the Magikarp, Fidel take a stand against one of the Mighteyena's. He's able to catch Will hesitate his massive prehistoric bird pokemon over his shoulder, and finally out of his peripherals he sees flickering green hair take on a pokemon he's far too familiar with. Of course the enemy would be a Lairon.
"Fate must truly have a sense of humor yeah?" The man muses to himself From above his scizor falls beside him he can feel the bug type's intensity and want now. Finally the pokemon is able to truly brandish his claws and fight as soon as his trainer gives the order. And so the pokemon waits for his trainer now the red headed man was entering a zone of sorts; The man cuts off any unnecessary information burying it his mind focused on the task at hand. He's compartmentalizing everything creating a list that would lead to a desideratum of sorts to reach before bringing this night to a close. When all is said and done the man has come up with five separate objectives.
Free the exits.
Regroup with friends.
Make sure the guests escape.
Find the reason behind the attack.
Burn this motherfucker to the ground.
His eyes open the list of objectives laid down solidly in his mind. There's a difference in the man's persona now; his eyes much colder, far less life and exuberance in them now. It's in this state Miles makes his own stand, "Braev we go on the offensive now. Take out the strongest one here, understood?" The scizor gives an affirmative nod eyeing the Lairon in the distance his target set. "Vacuum Wave twice over strike from above. Don't stop until it's unable to move, aye. Once it's defeated rendezvous with me. is that clear." It's more of a statement than a question, one in which the Scizor gives another affirmative. "Final order, keep Syndra safe." With that the steel type pokemon blasts forward toward the scene his arms glowing with energy Jumping high above the ballroom area gliding over to the lairon unleashing a flurry of physical blasts on the steel and rock type pokemon. As it finishes striking the steel type pokemon lands beside no one other than Syndra, true to its orders.
While the battle on that end ensues Miles makes his way over to the bar in the chaos. the man climbs over the counter searching for anything he can use as a weapon only to grab a wine bottle smashing it on the counter the glass shatters and liquid splatters all over the place leaving the Red headed trainer with a very sharp weapon. It wasn't exactly his weapon of choice, but beggars could never be choosers.
Even after all this the man's sense are honed. He was a thief prior to all this he slides the broken bottle into his inner coat pocket all the while searching for a way deeper into the facility. He eyes the guards carefully the battles going on would serve as a good diversion, the focus would be on protecting the exits, who in their right mind would attempt to go in deeper?
However before he could explore the man would need a disguise and so moves away searching for a lone grunt...
-Miles sends scizor over to Lairon with instructions -Scizor uses vacuum Wave x2 technician boosted 4x effective -Miles breaks large glass bottle and uses as a weapon - Miles searches for a way to get deeper into the facility.
Post by Alastor Clarke on Jul 17, 2015 18:47:53 GMT
They're starting early. There was mention among the grunts of something big happening today, and some advised against making an appearance at the Summer Gala because of it. But they refused to say what, or even why. Whatever was happening, Alastor wouldn't stand meekly by.
"Houndour, use Ember on that big hulking one." Lairon's the strongest one here; even if I can't hurt him that much, he's still a priority target. Alastor was certain Mightyena could be challenged by Sylvester's Sylveon, and the Houndoom wasn't much of a bother for him either.
They're tougher than anything I've fought before. Alastor wasn't quite as experienced as most people here, and he worried for Houdnour's sake. He was a steadfast pokemon, but these were powerhouses. They could trample Daemond in a single fluid movement if they so chose to.
[attr="class","nv3"] but i look at you. i look at you, and god, constellations are bursting, fires are dying, silence is deafening, the whole damn world is terrifying - - - – – and im falling, god, i’m falling.
[attr="class","nv3"] @too many people inb4 *slides in and posts before she leaves*
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[attr="class","mv1"]when he had asked to go to the gala with noah, he hadn't been expecting the night to turn into a disaster. maybe he should have? for one, the invitation had come from an anonymous person. two, he had accidentally signed up most of his friends for speed dating. that should have been the signs all along that this night was going to end poorly. he had hoped that maybe it could have been salvaged in the end and they could walk out having somewhat of a good time and lasting memories.
but instead he was sitting at the bar trying to get drunk enough to forget the things that happened at the speed dating. miles and syndra had disappeared to the slow dancing and noah was nowhere to be seen. he thought about taking the other to the top floor to force him to dance as punishment for his vase throwing incident but he decided not to. it would just lead to another fight and evan was already too tired to deal with it.
sadly right before midnight hit, a group of people burst in through the door and demanded everyone get on the ground. evan leaned away from the bar and stared in surprise at the shouts that came as a result of it. were they being taken hostage? who the hell were team magma? he saw someone immediately rise to fight back and as a result others soon followed. there was no way in hell he was going along to what these people were saying.
"god i'm not even feeling it yet." he slammed his glass on the bar and whistled for his swablu who was somewhere perched on the ceiling. he saw syndra and miles already bringing out there pokemon and attacking and he looked around to see if noah was nearby. he just hoped the other would be okay until they found one another again. either way he had to help deal with the new group rather than running around. snow landed on the bar, cooing softly at her trainer, probably trying to make sure he was okay. "i'm fine. let's go take care of these fuckers first and then get out of here."
turning around to face the battle, evan went to see who their opponents would be. he paused when he saw a little girl throw her magikarp at one of the pokemon and figured he will help out with that. "use disarming voice at the mightyena and keep it up." swablu flew toward the dark type and let out a screeching cry, letting lose a beam of pink toward it.
Post by cassandra cain on Jul 18, 2015 9:06:11 GMT
the building is nearly in her control, cass thinks, at least until rory suddenly rises from the crowd. his voice stirs up their resolve, and suddenly the room explodes into fighting. although the battle rages around them, cassandra cain only has eyes for rory, and it's not with the same fondness hours ago. rage smolders in her fiery depths, and rory seems to sense this.
he turns to her. a single pokeball is thrown into the air, and cuddles materializes before him. there's no doubt that he's confused, but as an aqua leader he's obligated to fight magma. and cass, as leader, is forced to retaliate. she takes out her very own pokeball and hurls it across the room. the contraption opens with an forceful sound. snooki lands on the floor with a flourish of her ribbons.
the mess around them his disorientation, but cass's gaze tells it all. there's no words needed. the message is clear. snooki turns back to look at rory and cuddles. she's obviously conflicted, but loyalty wins over. she takes no time to whip up a wind of pink and sparkles and glitter. with a spray of stars she sends them through the cloud. every star is sent right to cuddles, each with their own magnification of power. cass looks on with thinly veiled fury. rory may be sorry, but it doesn't stop the cutting feeling of betrayal. she whispers, more to herself than rory.
[attr="class","ipoodle"]his comment about magma sparked the others off to rebel. which was just what he needed. he blended into the crowd quite well. the common person won't even think he was in aqua, but rather just an annoyed guest. his identity was still in tact. and that's all that matters now.
his search for fellow aqua members fell short. seems like he was on his own in this battle. but as he stared at his opponent everything around him just seemed to not exist. none of it mattered anymore. all he was focused on was winning this battle.
he hasn't used cuddles since lending him over to her. he wondered just how much stronger he got. "don't get hit," he ordered. cuddles nodded and took the fairy wind attack, leaping over to the side to avoid the stars afterwards. fairy types don't hurt him that much. rory knew just how much stronger cuddles was. now he wasn't so afraid of battling with him. he normally wouldn't, but the situation called for it.
"use your fangs," he said. cuddles looked back at him as if he didn't want to battle. he doesn't want to hurt the sylveon, nor does he want to hurt cass. but rory just nodded at him. and his loyalty won over as he charged at the sylveon. his fangs glowed yellow and red as he tried bite the cat, combining two elements.
rory's hands soon slid into his pockets. cass was serious, angry, violent. a side he hasn't seen often. he only wondered what could have happened to make her like this. something about the business deal? he doesn't know. but he will find out.
Toki evolved! Toki used Vaccuum punch(x2) on Lairon Technician Level 10
Risu stared at what was happening it took him a moment to recognize exaclty what was happening. Then he figured it out it must be part of the gala and the dating, which meant this was all under control. He reached for an item in his pocket and then tossed out a pokeball. That Lairon looked like good practice. He grinned and pulled out his glasses throwing off his mask. "I WILL BE CHAINED NO MORE!" He called out as Toki ran ahead of him with one scythe in the background charging a vaccuum punch. He tossed the small item he held at Toki a coat of metal engulfed him and evolved into Scizor. The attack was straight to lairon.
"I love going for the biggest prize here!" It seemed another Scizor was already on his prey but both of them using a four times effective move on a Lairon and getting Technician boost was phenomenal how it was going on! He would save his brother if he had to though he was sure that he would be fine unless things got too shakey his brother wasn't the best under pressure.
Post by andrea warren on Jul 18, 2015 21:22:51 GMT
things had escalated.
they had escalated a fuckin' lot.
but andrea was far from surprised as there was a terrible flurry of action. she reached for her wine and casually sipped at the delicious mixture. as tables were knocked aside and chaos erupted all around, she maintained an air of serenity. snivy also remained idle, his expression having grown flat.
"fuck aqua."
she chuckled.
"fuck magma."
another chuckle.
"fuck the world."
the girl finally stood after finishing off her wine, gesturing for snivy to climb onto her shoulder.
"sniv!"
the pokemon obeyed, and andrea grinned. she removed the hair tie that had helped formed her ponytail. settling at her side, she smiled.
her mouth moved closer, and she whispered to bunny the truth.
"i'm the one who caused this, princess," she purred.
andrea grinned at the chaos, eager to claim such a masterpiece as her own.
"ain't it grand?"
darius was powerful as he exuded a form of pure rage.
sylvester maintained an air of calm and control.
dmitri produced a masterpiece in the form of chilled winds and snow as he introduced broski to the conflict.
and bunny - her bunny - served as the centerpiece to it all - because andrea could only focus on her at that particular moment.
Post by cassandra cain on Jul 19, 2015 5:26:39 GMT
cuddles is hesitant, but he's intensely loyal to rory. she barely leaps out of the way of the fangs, however, the fire that surround it burns her right in the spot from before. it's a familiar scene, but all of the friendliness that they had before has vanished. it's the real deal. cass looks on tersely, because this battle might decide who wins tonight.
"don't use any fairy moves." she orders. snooki nods. now it's just swift. she sprays another ray of stars, white and gleaming in color. cuddles can easily burn up the fairy wind, but these attacks are guaranteed to hit. she doesn't know how cuddles managed to dodge the first swift, but this time snooki will make sure that it hits cuddles.
she takes a couple steps closer to rory. this battle is taking too long for her liking, she could see that magma's starting to be beaten back. "fall back!" she orders, the grunts start to retreat, but only after their pokemon have fallen. but she's not finished yet. rory's going with her whether he likes it or not. when she speaks she intends it to be cold and detached, her voice comes out as thinly disguised distress.
