8- Opposites Attract
Jul 20, 2020 19:19:19 GMT -8
Post by macbeth on Jul 20, 2020 19:19:19 GMT -8
{Current Party}
| Party | |
|---|---|
 Weavile Received at Level 9 Evolved at Level 22 {Personality}Queen is a bully. A naturally dominant and aggressive pokemon, this Weavile will pounce at the first sign of weakness and never let go. Fortunately for Bailey, she has earned her reluctant respect in dire situations, but around the household? She’s a menace. The dark type frequently climbs on and scratches furniture, starts fights with other pokemon, steals food, and screams whenever she doesn’t get exactly what she wants. Queen’s relationship with the current team is strenuous due to her constant harassment, but when tired she is much more agreeable. Despite this, however, she gets extremely territorial around threats to what she perceives to be as her family/home. More than one dead rattata have been found left on the doorstep for Bailey to find at odd hours. {Strategy}Bailey's strategy for utilizing Queen on field is largely based around quick, powerful striking attacks, and not letting foes land hits. She tends to use Embargo, Taunt, and Agility very frequently. Icy Wind is another favorite, because it can make foes slower. Queen's most used move on the battlefield is Metal Claw. Nickname: Queen Gender: Female Nature: Adamant Type: Dark/Ice Ability: Pressure Height: 3'7" Weight: 75 lbs Health: Intermediate EXP Rate: Medium Slow EXP Gauge: (220/233) EXP Gained: 205 Level: 29 Division: D5 Total Stats: 418 [406+12]
Vitamins Used:  1x Protein (+10% Attack) | Moveset: 1. Leer 1. Scratch 1. Taunt 8. Quick Attack 10. Feint Attack 14. Icy Wind 16. Fury Swipes 20. Agility 22. Metal Claw 22. Assurance 22. Embargo 25. Hone Claws 28. Fling Unique Moves: -Whirlpool (HM) - - - Item: N/A |
 Roselia Gifted at Level 19 {Personality}A former therapy pokemon, this Roselia was raised to assist the ill in hospitals from a young age because of her natural patience and mild nature. However, due to this, she doesn't tend to go all out in battles- it's been trained out of her, after all! Now that she's getting older, she aspires to travel Godai with her trainer, whoever that might be at the moment. She thrives in human company, and often gets anxious when left alone. Hiwa is arguably the most easygoing of all of Bailey’s pokemon due to her old age and kind demeanor. Despite this, however, she doesn’t tolerate bullying from Queen! After a few Stun Spore incidents, the Weavile has largely learned to leave her alone. {Strategy}Fortunately for Bailey, Hiwa is very mild mannered, and usually willing to listen to commands the first time. Unfortunately for Bailey, she doesn't seem to like the battlefield at all! Usually, she's content to be support, starting the battle off with Leech Seeds and Stun Spores. Hidden Power is also a personal favorite. Nickname: Hiwa Gender: Female Nature: Gentle Type: Grass/Poison Ability: Natural Cure Height: 1'0" Weight: 4.4 lbs Health: Low EXP Rate: Medium Slow EXP Gauge: (82/92) EXP Gained: 20 Level: 21 Division: D6 Total Stats: 280 [273+7]
Vitamins Used: None  1x Zinc (+10% Sp. Def) | Moveset: 1. Absorb 4. Growth 7. Poison Sting 10. Stun Spore 13. Mega Drain 16. Leech Seed 19. Magical Leaf Unique Moves: -Synthesis (Egg) -Hidden Power [Dragon] (TM) -Mimic (TM) - Item:  Shiny Stone |
 Trapinch Gifted at Level 20 {Personality}Buttercup is a young Trapinch who loves nothing more than tearing things apart and making messes. She often tracks mud and dirt into the house, and is fond of using moves such as Sand Attack and Mudslap to make her bed comfortable. Queen despises her frivolous attitude towards staying dirty, but she can’t help it! It’s so fun to play in the sand. It’s difficult to buy clothes, collars, and harnesses for the little bug, not only because of her small size, but because she loves sinking her maw into anything soft and violently shredding it. In the corner of Bailey’s room, under her bed is a pile of tattered stuffed animals, socks, and collars that she has burrowed a nest into. Fortunately, she doesn’t like to drag food down there… Buttercup gets along well with most other members of the team due to her naturally friendly demeanor, but is often willfully obstinate when it comes to orders on the battlefield. {Strategy}For Buttercup, all battles represent are another opportunity to get dirty. Her favorite and most frequently used moves are (unsurprisingly) Sand Tomb, Dig, and Mud Slap. Bailey is trying to perfect the little bug's Bite and Rock Slide, but she doesn't seem to be listening... Nickname: Buttercup Gender: Female Nature: Impish Type: Ground Ability: Hyper Cutter Height: 2’1” Weight: 33.1 lbs Health: Scrawny EXP Rate: Medium Slow EXP Gauge: (98/104) EXP Gained: 27 Level: 22 Division: D8 Total Stats: 242
Vitamins Used: None | Moveset: 1. Bite 1. Sand Attack 1. Feint Attack 1. Bide 4. Laser Focus 5. Mud Slap 8. Bulldoze 12. Sand Tomb 15. Rock Slide 19. Dig 22. Crunch Unique Moves: -Hidden Power [Flying] (TM) -Mimic (TM) - - Item:  Soft Sand |
 Helioptile Caught at Level 15 {Personality}This little fellow may act shy, but don't believe it. He's rotten through and through. He will attempt to sneak up on unsuspecting Trainers and Pokemon, then attacks them out of nowhere. Even when confronted by a stronger foe, he attacks with savagery more common with bigger Pokemon. Still, he doesn't seem to be hurt, or fear being hurt, he's just mean. Meatball's relationship with other party members seems to be quietly hostile at best. He is acutely territorial of anything he deems 'his', and will fight tooth and nail for favored toys, napping spots, and even Bailey's attention. {Strategy}Meatball doesn't seem to listen very well. Maybe it's a good idea to give him some more training... Nickname: Meatball Gender: Male Nature: Naughty Type: Electric/Normal Ability: Solar Power Height: 1’8” Weight: 13.2 lbs Health: Scrawny EXP Rate: Medium Fast EXP Gauge: (67/74) EXP Gained: 20 Level: 17 Division: D8 Total Stats: 187
Vitamins Used: None | Moveset: 1. Pound 1. Tail Whip 4. Mud Slap 8. Thunder Shock 12. Quick Attack 16. Charge Unique Moves: -Camouflage (Egg) - - - Item:  Soothe Bell |
The instant Bailey set foot in the south-side Weswell Pokemon Center, she was almost certain she looked like some kind of crazy desert hermit and she could not find it within herself to give a shit. The past fifty hours had been spent in Natrio, along with all that it entailed: copious amounts of sand in every nook and crevice, enough sweat to fill a canteen, and a nasty bone-deep bruise on her shin, which was the work of a new party member she mentally nicknamed 'Meatball'. She stumbled up to the counter, basking in the cool air conditioning and looking directly into the eyes of a concerned health care worker. Her fingers caught on her belt as she practically flung every pokeball she had in his direction. The waiting period for the basic check-up couldn't have been longer than a minute or two, but with her wonky perception of time at the present moment it could've very well been half an hour. Nonetheless, she found herself in front of a PC terminal, violently thrust her remaining green apricorn into the slot, and watched dispassionately as it dissipated.
Bailey wasn't entirely sure when she got her pokeballs back, but the next thing she remembered, she was in the trainer's dormitories. As it was, there didn't seem to be anyone else there- this particular center was positioned to be of most use to people coming into Weswell from the flats, and nobody was dumb enough to do that in the middle of summer. Except, of course, for her. Mentally, she weighed the two options available: hibernate for the next 48 hours under a blanket, or take a shower. A pause as she lifted the mud-stained corner of her shirt to her nostrils and took a sniff.
Shower it was.
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By the time her skin was rubbed raw and vaguely aloe scented, she was lying face down on a cot she didn't even bother taking the blanket off of. She reached for the pokeballs at her belt, stopping her fingers last moment. Oh yeah, two of her pokemon were filthy. The staff probably wouldn't appreciate dried viscera flaking off on all of their furniture. The teenager swore under her breath and released Hiwa after a moment's deliberation. There was one pillow on the cot, and she placed it on the floor between the night table and the bedpost. A small, exhausted chirp confirmed that the gesture was appreciated before soft snores filled the room.
She began to doze off, noting with a hint of amusement that her partner's rumbling sounded more like a squeaky toy than it did anything else. Which, she supposed, made sense, considering she was the size of a football. "Goodnight, Hiwa," the phrase was muffled as she spoke into the bedding. Hopefully, tomorrow would be a good day to relax...
Blissfully, her sleep remained dreamless and uninterrupted for what must've been a new record of six or seven hours. No screaming Weaviles or crying Flareons or Gulpins trying to hide underneath a chair that was too small to fit under. She probably would've gotten in around ninety more minutes if her holocaster hadn't started blaring with the volume consideration of a siren at roughly four AM. Going through all five stages of grief simultaneously (as well as several unidentified emotions), the teenager found herself blearily tapping its side in an attempt to figure out who the hell was inconsiderate enough to send a stream of texts this early.
Her eyes adjusted to the hologram slowly, all the while filtering in Hiwa's concerned chirps from the pillow. When her vision was mostly clear, she trailed across the rows of text. A pause. Damn it.
4:13 AM - [SG] Tiensee - Matthias H.
> Hey midget
> Hey
> Hey
> u in weswell yet
4:14 AM - [SG] Tiensee - Matthias H.
> Oh btw check out this pic I got of crash lol
Following the latest message was an unflattering picture of her Flareon sleeping on a hideously patterned couch while his entire head was sat on by a Growlithe. She took a moment to collect her thoughts before carefully constructing her reply.
4:17 AM - [WG] Weswell - Bailey H.
> your days are fuckign numbered
> fuckimg
> FUCKING
A response popped into her mailbox not twenty seconds later.
4:17 AM - [SG] Tiensee - Matthias H.
> <3
Ungodly rage flooded every crevice of her body. She responded appropriately.
4:18 AM - [WG] Weswell - Bailey H.
> i am going to kill you mark my words
After a moment's consideration, she sent a picture of an incredibly rude gesture, mostly obscured by the poor lighting and bad angle of the shot. Hopefully, he'd be able to make it out. The other line remained silent for a bit before a trio of dots at the bottom of the screen displayed that her brother was typing a reply.
4:19 AM - [SG] Tiensee - Matthias H.
> No, but really, how was ur trip
She exhaled a heavy sigh. A soft shifting of fabric to her left revealed that Hiwa had made herself comfortable on her pillow nest once more. Careful not to wake the grass type up, she typed up a response.
4:19 AM - [WG] Weswell - Bailey H.
> why are you awake
4:20 AM - [SG] Tiensee - Matthias H.
> Don't avoid the question bish
> I'll tell u if you tell me
She physically did not have the energy to groan, so she weighed her options and decided to just give Matt what he asked for with minimal passive aggressiveness... For once. Hopefully, he'd be satisfied and leave her alone for a bit.
4:21 AM - [WG] Weswell - Bailey H.
> the cat and butter ate another rattata
> other than that it was pretty uneventful
> havent given them a bath though so theyre still in the pokeballs
A pause. She did technically catch a pokemon, didn't she?
4:22 AM - [WG] Weswell - Bailey H.
> i caught a weird lizard
> idk what it is so im just calling it meatball
At that statement, she uploaded a grainy, poorly taken photo of her new (albeit accidental) partner.
4:22 AM - [SG] Tiensee - Matthias H.
> Is that another trapinch lol
4:22 AM - [WG] Weswell - Bailey H.
> fk off
The three dots faded in and disappeared off the screen for a bit. From experience, that either meant Matt was constantly backspacing through what he was trying to say or he was on the toilet and trying to text at the same time.
4:24 AM - [SG] Tiensee - Matthias H.
> Okay, I THINK that's a helioptile
> But you're ass at taking pictures so I'm not entirely sure
> If it IS, it has recessive coloring which means it's like, super rare or something
4:25 AM - [SG] Tiensee - Matthias H.
> So, anything else happen
4:25 AM - [WG] Weswell - Bailey H.
> butter found another rock
> psure it has some kind of fossil in it but idrc
> now can i PLEASE go to sleap
> sleep
At this, she made to turn off the application and hopefully turn in for the night, but naturally, it was not to be. Another notification buzzed, drawing her attention away from the off button and back onto the increasingly lengthy text conversation.
4:26 AM - [SG] Tiensee - Matthias H.
> Send pics
Bailey actually DID let out an audible groan at this, rifling through the bag hanging off the headboard to nearly fling the mentioned fossil into her face in an attempt to take a picture. After sending it, she placed the offending object on the night table, careful not to wake up Hiwa again.
4:28 AM - [SG] Tiensee - Matthias H.
> Yo
> You can probably get this revived
> Idk that much about fossils but there seems to be a lot of it there if that makes sense?
4:29 AM - [WG] Weswell - Bailey H.
> PLEASE fuck off
4:29 AM - [SG] Tiensee - Matthias H.
> Promise me you'll send it in tomorrow and I'll sign off lol
4:29 AM - [WG] Weswell - Bailey H.
> i promise now go away
A thought occurred to her amidst the frustration. She'd ask this one question and hopefully, end this conversation then and there. She'd already agreed to send in a hunk of rock to some professor she'd never even met. Surely, he owed her this.
4:29 AM - [WG] Weswell - Bailey H.
> wait why are you even awake
Her anticipation grew as the three dots danced on and off the hologram. His answer must've been lengthy- she waited nearly two minutes before his answer finally sent.
4:31 AM - [SG] Tiensee - Matthias H.
> I woke up to take a shit
The only thing stopping her from physically flinging her Holocaster into the wall at his response was the nagging voice in the back of her head reminding her that she paid for the damn thing in the first place. Without any further fanfare or consideration, she turned it off and slammed her face so hard into the pillow-less mattress that the bed frame creaked below her.
[WC: 1,498]
[Total WC: 1,498]
{Post Summary}Bailey arrives in Weswell, heals her pokemon, and sends in one green apricorn to be turned into a Friend Ball.
