After the courageous battle with Roark, Nubs and co. set off with high spirits. Back tracking from Oreburgh the team traveled up to Floarama, meeting many new teammates along the way. With so many training opportunities afoot and no real dangerous foes at hand, the fledgling team was able to circulate some of the newer members through to see who had what it took to train with the good Sergeant. The cadet to come in head and shoulders above the rest was the ever-cool Champ the Buizel. As the only water type thus far Champ was an immediate standout, but his fantastic speed, large utility of attacks and confident demeanor solidified his spot on the team. Well trained and eager for the next stage of their journey, the team set off again after a few disappointing run ins with honey trees.
Not more than a few steps outside of town, the team came a cross a near hysterical girl whose father had been kidnapped by the insufferable vagabonds known as team Galactic. Never one to shy away from a heroic deed or a potential smack down, the Good Sergeant went on a warpath, decimating the undisciplined grunts in his way. At last he came face to face with Commander Mars, delinquency incarnate.
The battle started out similar to the others, Mars' zubat stood about as much chance as every other zubat Butternubs had faced thus far, but the Purugly was different. The plan was simple, Trist the Zubat flies out, confuses the target, returns, Antonio finishes it off. Beautiful in its simplicity. Trist executed her part perfectly, but before she was able to tag out, the grotesque and over-powered feline shook itself out of its stupor to land a single blow. Faint attack. Critical hit. Trist fainted. The team was shaken by its second death and after a quick cat thrashing at the hands of Antonio, the girl was reunited with her father and the team set off again, though not as spryly as before.
New catches were made along the way, though mostly wurmples and zubats, and these only seemed to serve as reminders of our fallen comrade. So the team arrived in eterna with no new members. The gym here was grass type, and with an evolved fire breathing monkey and murder-hawk, there wasn't much to report. After sweeping the gym, the team discovered a Galactic hideout behind some cleverly disguised twigs. It was time for some revenge. An oddly familiar warpath was cleaved through the misguided peons until once again, Nubs stood toe to toe with another Galactic Commander, Jupiter the Fartbreather. This showdown was eerily similar as well, and Butternubs realized too late just how similar it would be. Potts the Starly bravely led the charge against Jupiter's foul Skuntank, cowing the brute with his intimidate ability and growl, but his expert tactics couldn't prepare him for sheer, dumb luck. Night Slash. Critical hit. Potts fainted. And just like that, Galactic was ousted from Western Sinnoh, and Butternubs had lost two great allies and his team's two best fliers.
And so the team sets forth once again. The pain of lives snuffed too soon somewhat dulled by the lucky find of the incredibly goofy Gobles the Chingling and the less lucky Anex the Meditite. Gobles is too unseasoned to protect himself in battle now, but with the power of friendship (and surreptitiously farmed friendship increasing berries), he will God willing become a mighty Chimecho, a very uncommon nuzlocke team addition indeed.
Rest in peace Forrest, Trist and Potts. Your sacrifice will not be in vain.
man that meditite will do you just FINE
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