It is with a trembling heart that the good Sergent approaches the doors of the first gym of Sinnoh. At first it had seemed like it would be too easy. Forest the Budew's timely arrival made the task of taking out a rock gym seem not at all daunting. But that was before Forest's untimely demise at the hands of an oreburgh mine machop's critical strike. The party's first death. The team was doubly stung by the loss of a teammate and the knowledge that without him, they had no type advantage against Roark's minions. After one death the second seemed so much closer. On top of it all, of the four remaining properly trained team members, three had weaknesses to rock, and the other to ground. Nevertheless, there was no way to move forward except through this adversary. So Antonio the Chimchar lead the way along with trusty Potts the Starly, Hazel the Shinx, Trist the zubat, and the grubby and ezzie, the supporting geodude and zubat. All are too well aware that their new adventure may be coming to an abrupt and embarrassing end.
Edit: OH WAIT.
Turns out chimchar evolves, becomes part fighting and learns mach punch at level 14. GG NOOB. Antonio used his new might to crush Roark's first pokemon, a chumpy peon of a geodude, with a single, soul shattering blow. Next up was his onix, who put up significantly more of a fight. With the help of an obnoxious potion, he was able to use stealth rock, screech, and rock throw on Antonio before being laid low like the worm he is. If this were the namby-pamby red or blue versions, that would have been it. One geodude, one onix, boom. Rock gym over. However, this was not going to be so simple, as Roark had one more beast to throw at me, one that I had already learned to fear. Antonio was in a difficult situation. He was at just over half health, with severely lowered defenses, and any one he switched to would take super effective damage from the stealth rocks. Roark could see how the chips were falling as easily as Butternubs, and with a murderous gleam in his eye he sent out his most dangerous pokemon. The butt-sniffing cranidos. It knew that none could stand against it, save the ragged champion that stood before him. With a smirk it prepared itself for a merciless sweep.
But it was here that Roark made his fatal mistake. He very reasonably assumed that no one would leave their starter in such a dire situation. Most would have sacrificed any number of zubats or bidoofs to protect their beloved first partner, which usually only serves to stave off the inevitable. No, if this tyranny was going to end, it was going to end now.
"Butt-sniffer! Use pursuit as he tries to escape!"
"Antonio! Mach punch!"
"... wait, what?"
"CRRUNNNCHHH!"
The crunch was the sound of Butt-sniffer's nose being sandwiched between Antonio's fist and its own walnut sized brain. This made thinking even harder for the already dull brute. Their lack of skill at this particular pass time has a lot to do with their modern day extinction. Reeling from the blow, it tried to reason out what was happening. No pokemon should have stayed in the game when it was so weakened. Counting on the opponent switching out and backstabbing them as they fled had been a tried and true strategy for countless previous battles. Had Antonio fled, the extra damage from the underhanded attack along with his lowered defense could have spelled his doom. But because he stood his ground, refusing to put any other teammates in danger, his nobility coupled with a resistance to dark attacks protected him better than Harry's mom could from an avada kadavra curse. Suddenly the tables had turned. Roark was left with a half dead pokemon, an exhausted potion supply, and no chance of moving a muscle before the finishing blow ended his gym leader streak. This dim light bulb of a realization was the last thing that meandered through butt-sniffer's brain before Antonio's fist sent his already crumbling nose careening through after it, severing his corpus callosum and further complicating his preexisting learning disorders.
His underhanded tactics thwarted, Roark had no choice to hand over the first badge To Sgt. R. Butternubs. His team of champions emerging from what at first seemed like sure defeat as conquering heroes. What lies next for the intrepid adventurers? Only time can tell.....
Monday, December 24, 2012
Thursday, December 20, 2012
New Beginnings...
A new journey is afoot. The first steps waver like dust running off of a cobwebbed tome as it taken from the mantle after years of neglect. The sting of previous haunting failure is all the more present as familiar cut scenes begin. This time will be different, though. We've come so far since the last attempt. Failure is not an option.
Our hero has quickly established himself as a talented trainer. He was bequeathed the noble Antonio of the Chimchar for the purpose of his noble endeavor, and set out boldly, leaving his home behind forever. The first test of his mettle came quickly, in the capture of HERO, the magnificent beast. Knowing greater challenges lay ahead, the good Sargent set about compiling a team of champions. Soon after HERO came Potts the Starly and Hazel the Shinx. Hearty companions who, God willing, will be with the team for a long time to come. We leave off with our champion still only a few steps down the path to greatness, but with indomitable spirit, and an ache for glory.......
SGT. NUB'S DIAMOND NUZLOCKE
Our hero has quickly established himself as a talented trainer. He was bequeathed the noble Antonio of the Chimchar for the purpose of his noble endeavor, and set out boldly, leaving his home behind forever. The first test of his mettle came quickly, in the capture of HERO, the magnificent beast. Knowing greater challenges lay ahead, the good Sargent set about compiling a team of champions. Soon after HERO came Potts the Starly and Hazel the Shinx. Hearty companions who, God willing, will be with the team for a long time to come. We leave off with our champion still only a few steps down the path to greatness, but with indomitable spirit, and an ache for glory.......
Thursday, April 26, 2012
It's.....
Molly the Dragonite!
Introducing the final addition to our Pokemon league squad is Molly. Molly joined our party as a much-welcomed surprise out of the safari zone, where the smell of adventure and incredible fortune led her straight to us. Since then she has patiently bode her time until our need for her was greatest. She underwent an intense and experimental training regime, first used on Spike the Starmie, with incredible results. Between incessant batteling, taking supplements, and mastering the most devastating moves TMs have to offer, Molly has formed inseperable bonds with the rest of the team. They went from her devoted protectors, watching over her as she developed into the powerhouse she is now, to her proud allies, ready to set out against the Elite 4 at last. The last piece of the puzzle is in place, now all that remains is to step forward through the door...
Introducing the final addition to our Pokemon league squad is Molly. Molly joined our party as a much-welcomed surprise out of the safari zone, where the smell of adventure and incredible fortune led her straight to us. Since then she has patiently bode her time until our need for her was greatest. She underwent an intense and experimental training regime, first used on Spike the Starmie, with incredible results. Between incessant batteling, taking supplements, and mastering the most devastating moves TMs have to offer, Molly has formed inseperable bonds with the rest of the team. They went from her devoted protectors, watching over her as she developed into the powerhouse she is now, to her proud allies, ready to set out against the Elite 4 at last. The last piece of the puzzle is in place, now all that remains is to step forward through the door...
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