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Post by Alien-Child on Apr 11, 2011 21:39:49 GMT -5
 "Me, fake? You're comparing yourself to me-Ah, forget it, that reference is old." Cal shook his head, "Relax Western, I'm not in the mood to fight you, I was just here for a little light-show." Pulling the hat, his face would be a dead ringer for someone Red knows, only with a different voice and height.  "Who knows? Maybe I'd be around again." From a sleeve, Fein presented a smoke bomb, and tossed it to the ground. As the smog was blown away... Fein, in whatever cosplay he was, couldn't be seen and neither of his pokemon. |
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Post by AnT on Apr 11, 2011 21:48:45 GMT -5
 Gritting, his fist clenched. He just knew it; he was the one responsible for the damages in Pewter City.  "..." It was official; that guy was going to hunt Pikachu down, and Red won't stand a chance against his Pokemon. What do I do now? Being the rock-hard trainer he was, he wasn't going to let such harsh inconveniences stop his tournament. Grabbing a mic, "Sorry about the difficulties folks. However, being Pewter City, we're not going to let that quiver our rock-hard spirit, so the show will go on. Therefore, Red wins by default." "..." The moment the crowd cheered for him, it brought back his spirits a little. Chuckling sheepishly, he waved to them. "Hahahaha!"  As well as Pikachu. "Pi-kaaaa!" |
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Post by YolkaEd on Apr 11, 2011 21:50:37 GMT -5
 "...hmph." With a small scoff, Wes recalled his Pokémon, before he shot Red a glance. "...lucky you." |
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Post by AnT on Apr 11, 2011 21:53:44 GMT -5
"...." he did not like that glance. Oh man... And he slowly walked out of the field. |
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Post by YolkaEd on Apr 11, 2011 21:58:20 GMT -5
Wes blinked at Red's reaction, as he had simply congratulated Red on his victory. With a shrug, he yanked Brock's shirt a little. "...we need to talk." |
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Post by AnT on Apr 11, 2011 22:00:14 GMT -5
"Uh?!?" he gulped when he was yanked. |
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Post by YolkaEd on Apr 11, 2011 22:02:43 GMT -5
"Don't ask; just follow." Narrowing his eyes, Wes pulled Brock off the stage. |
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Post by AnT on Apr 11, 2011 22:04:30 GMT -5
"Uh...okay?" might as well do what the intimidating guy says. |
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Post by salem on Apr 12, 2011 12:30:21 GMT -5
 Standing on one side of the platform, he held a pokeball containing his pokemon. He's not going to use Charmander right not, he'll be too weak. |
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Post by Ninetalesuk on Apr 12, 2011 12:43:11 GMT -5
 She looked at him... just looking at him... and cringed. There's... something... about him... that I really hate!! |
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Post by AnT on Apr 12, 2011 12:43:45 GMT -5
"Alright now," the ref spoke. "Coin toss to see who goes first." Glancing at Leaf, "Call it?"
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Post by Ninetalesuk on Apr 12, 2011 14:52:30 GMT -5
"Uh... heads..." She muttered. |
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Post by AnT on Apr 12, 2011 16:12:42 GMT -5
[dice=2]
With a little flip of the coin, "Heads!!" Looking at Damian, "Draw out your first Pokemon. And once each trainer has a Pokemon out, we can begin."
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salem
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Post by salem on Apr 12, 2011 16:16:13 GMT -5
Holding a pokeball, "Go, Totodile!"  "Toto!" The little gator chirped. |
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Post by Ninetalesuk on Apr 12, 2011 16:42:22 GMT -5
Totodile...? Aww.... too bad... I wanted to have one... so much for a early Water-type... She unclipped a Poke Ball. For an easy win, I can send out Bulbasaur, but... I'll send out this one...She tossed it. "Go, Shinx!!" (BAM!!!)  "Shiiiiiii!" He mewed.
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