Don't Own Pokemon or anything else, Only The Oc
'thought'
"Speech"
System Text
"Tvs, Radios, and Text via book or newspaper... when those are around..."
This is exactly what I wanted in my pokemon adventure.
I cross my arms with a small frown as I watch Cheren summon his next pokemon.
A large bird appears on the battlefield, it is black in color with a large, curved beak that is red, orange, and yellow in color. Its chest is a bright white color, and it has some red plumes around its tail feathers. Its clawed feet are blue and it seems to be glaring at absolutely everything with narrowed eyes.
Ah.
Fuck.
A Toucannon.
"Touuuucannon!" The bird proudly announces as it spreads its wings, taking to the sky.
'Its ability to fly and speed will probably render the chess callouts worthless, I should probably change over to clock callouts.'
"Beak Blast!" Cheren calls out.
The red rim around the base of its beak seems to glow, rapidly creeping down the length towards the black tip.
Heat hisses off of the appendage as I blink quietly up at it.
'what was the whole gimmick of Toucannon aga- oh... right, Tou-cannon.'
"One step left." I order.
*BANG*
A small flaming speck wizzes past the shoulder of Surtur, impacting the dirt with a thud that kicks up a small plume of dirt.
"Two steps right." I order, causing my pokemon to hobble slightly to the right.
*Fffft- Ffft-* two more attacks whizz past him, one behind, and one just slightly ahead of him, seemingly trying to cut him off but he stopped too soon.
My eyes look to the toucan pokemon up above, a frown on my face as it seemingly prepares another shot. It takes a deep breath, seemingly gathering its energy.
Reasonably, this form of attack takes stamina.
I can see smoke beginning to flow from the bird pokemon's nostrils, from what I can tell based on casual observation, it is superheating seeds that it has eaten with some form of gas contained in its beak, then it uses said superheated gas to shoot out the seeds like they are bullets.
It's a fairly interesting pokemon, all things considered.
The question is, do I merely wait for it to tire itself out? Or do I attempt to counterattack.
"Leap, Ten-Oclock."
The red dog jumps forwards, miraculously avoiding a spray of seeds that shoot out like a shotgun blast, peppering the entire area Surtur was stood in before. He seems to have found one of the only spots in the blast radius that was safe from attack.
There's an issue with waiting it out. Surtur is hurt.
If he was in peak shape, I might have considered tiring out the bird with dodges, but as it is currently, Surtur will weaken before it does.
Smoke billows off the toucan's beak as it slowly circles overhead.
'No further shots. That last one drained it for the time being.'
"Surtur." I call out.
The pokemon lifts its head to the sky, tracking the bird, with a flash of red light a beam shoots off into the sky, the flying type pokemon narrowly swerving out of the way.
My growlithe shoots power gem after power gem, the bird up above just narrowly avoiding each attack.
I gaze around the arena.
The three previous pokemon have torn through the earlier lain stealth rocks. I should probably create another set.
"Stealth rock up high." I order, planning to use the initial spray of stealth rock sort of like a flak-cannon.
"Toucannon. Stop him!" Cheren orders.
"Tomb."
The avian pokemon divebombs, pulling up at the last moment and sweeping across the earth.
A hunk of earth is torn from the ground in front of Growlithe as he lifts it with his rock type energy.
The large boulder shoots forwards towards the Toucan.
"Left."
*BANG*
A seed is shot completely through the boulder, Surtur narrowly avoiding it as I call out another command.
"Five-oclock, forty five degree angle."
My Growlithe whirls around rock type energy forming in its maw, with a blast a beam rockets towards where the swooping toucan pokemon is flying, with a flap of its wings it barely dodges the attack, some of its chest feathers being sheared off by the close call.
At least this battle has highlighted some issues Surtur has.
No ground type coverage, then he has not many 'good' ranged attacks.
I need to get him Flamethrower, obviously, then maybe figure out a way to get an ice, water, or steel type move.
He should be able to learn Ice Fang, right?
Considering his affinity with water, he CERTAINLY should be able to learn scald.
The bird returns to the sky as I frown up at it.
If that was a flamethrower, the last attack would have at least barely caught it. Which would in turn cause future attempts to be more successful as it becomes more and more weary and battle damaged.
"Try stealth rock again." I order.
"Toucannon! You have to stop him!" Cheren calls out as I sigh and close my eyes, crossing my arms.
"Left." *BANG* Ten-oclock. *BANG* Four-oclock leap. *BANG* *BANG* *BANG*
"Karate Chop!"
My eyes open as I watch the bird swoop downwards, energy cloaks its beak as it approaches Surtur.
"It's too fast." I call out.
"GROWLITHE!" The pokemon snarls in glee as it sees my choice and welcomes the challenge, rock type energy condenses as the flying type approaches, Surtur's body tenses as it grows nearer and nearer.
The beak hammers down on Surtur's shoulder with a loud crack as he turns to take the blow, firing the rock type energy past the toucannon, the orb flies for a moment before violently exploding, sending shards of rock absolutely everywhere.
Toucannon's extended wings and body luckily protect Sutur as the stone fragments fly outwards, earning a squawk of surprise from the flying type.
"Finish it up with thunderfang." I order.
The canine's jaws open wide as lightly crackles between his teeth, he turns and bites the side of the toucan pokemon, causing it to let out a cry of surprise as it is taken to the floor.
Growlithe shakes its head as it lays its body on top of the toucan.
"That's enough." I call out, causing Surtur to let go and roll off the unconscious bird.
"Return." Cheren sighs as he recalls the toucan pokemon.
Surtur doesn't look well, all things considered, he looks like he is barely on his feet, his earlier limp from the ground type move hit his right side, and this time Karate Chop hit his left, he is battered, bruised, and tired. He lets out quiet pants of exertion, as he glares at the space the next pokemon is going to be summoned.
Four is good enough.
"Alright, come back, Surtur. You did good, now it's time to rest."
The rock type glances over its shoulder to me and lets out a quiet huff as it lays down on the arena.
I recall him a moment later as Cheren summons his next pokemon, the remaining stealth rocks appearing and falling to the floor, inert.
"Come on out Cyclizar."
I pause, a grin appearing on my face. "Oh? You have a Cyclizar? That's badass!"
I cup my chin as I look over it. "Hn. Yours is a bit thin. It might need a little more protein or food in general. Sometimes they gain an eating disorder where they slightly starve themselves to lighten their body, they seem to think it'll let them run even faster, but that's simply not the case. Their weight might be lighter, but this 'fasting' of theirs also weakens their muscles somewhat, causing no real increase in speed despite the overall decrease in weight."
Cheren's eyes widen slightly as he cups his chin, looking over the dragon type with more scrutiny. "I see... thank you for the advice, I will admit, I have had it for only a short time and Paldean species are not my area of expertise. The pokedex said that its weight was roughly normal for its species, if a little on the lower side of the spectrum. if what you say is true, that is... worrisome."
"I saw those entries myself." I announce. "In truth, the upper range of weight that the pokedex lists for Cyclizar should be roughly the minimum weight you should be shooting for. I believe I'll write a thesis on it after this battle is over."
"You know quite a lot about Cyclizar. Do you have one as well?" The young adult asks.
"Nah. Not quite." I smirk as I grab my sixth pokeball. "But I have something close. Something close enough that I had to research Cyclizar a lot in order to take care of him."
"Come on out, Magni."
With a flash, a black reptile appears on the field, white feathers adorn its body, each turning from white to yellow to orange to a brilliant red as it grows closer to its scaly body, these feathers are primarily on its head and at its wrists, but it also has a few at the base of its tail.
Its yellow eyes slowly narrow, its orange pupils glinting with malice.
Cheren's eyes widen slightly as he observes the naga-like reptile.
Cheren's Cyclizar's eyes widen as it rears back, seemingly trying to puff itself up to look bigger as its throat swells, causing a loud rumble to echo out through the air, one that sounds eerily similar to a revving motorcycle.
Magni doesn't take this challenge of dominance lightly, he himself puffs his body up, throat swelling in challenge as his feathers stand on end, creating a large crown of feathers that seem to rattle as he lets out his own growl, albeit slightly higher in pitch than the Cyclizar, though that's probably more of a result of his age and evolutionary stage in comparison to the normal-dragon type.
"Begin!" The referee orders, seeing that our brief interlude is now over.
"Cyclizar. Quick attack into Dragon Claw!" Cheren calls out.
"Counter with Rock Smash." I order.
Magni slowly slithers forwards, arms held close to its body, it shows no visual reaction to my order as the green dragon ahead of him blurs forwards on all fours, as he gets half way, he shifts onto his hind legs and lifts an arm, large purple blades of energy extending from its clawed fingers.
It reaches Magni and swipes its arm downwards, but the black dragon's fist glows gold and it counters with an uppercut.
Cyclizar is launched through the air as the fist makes contact with the sharpened dragon type energy, causing it to flip several times as it lands on its feet a short distance away.
Magni seems to tilt his head back slightly and scoffs at the dragon type.
Cheren seems genuinely surprised at the sheer ease Magni stopped the larger dragon type.
"Cyclizar. We can't play around here! Shift Gear! Work up!" Cheren orders.
The dragon type crouches, lowering its body as its muscles seem to tense, its eyes narrow as steam billows from its nostrils.
'hn. Maybe this will knock some of that arrogance out of him.'
"Quick attack." Cheren orders, causing the dragon to disappear.
My eyebrows raise briefly as the unexpected swiftness of the dragon type.
'That level of speed... it's nearing Loki's Extreme Speed. This must be the ace of his current team.'
At its current speed, I'd say it's about on par with one of my own pokemon.
It's good to know where my team stands amongst trainer pokemon.
The Cyclizar blurs about the arena in a slight zig-zag pattern, inching closer and closer to my own pokemon.
"Sunny day." I order suddenly as the opposing pokemon lunges in close.
Magni tilts his head back and unleashes a brilliant beam of light into the sky that knocks back Cyclizar who lets out a surprised growl as it skids back across the arena, the sun's light intensifies and becomes slightly harsh, I can see a noticable outline of brighter sunlight on the ground extending out one hundred feet around the arena, it's sort of like how you will sometimes see clouds covering the sun, creating shade, except there are no clouds and merely a spot that is 'brighter'.
My Koridile closes his eyes as he briefly as he basks in the new intense warmth that causes Cheren to begin slightly sweating.
"Dragon Claw." I call out.
Three gouges are carved in the earth as Magni swings his arm upwards, earth and dust are flung at the Cyclizar as it lunges to the side, rapidly circling around the Koridile as it tries to attack the naga from behind.
"Ancient power." I callout as I watch numerous rocks free themselves from the earth and slam into the ground behind the ancient pokemon as it continues facing forwards, the motorbike dragon avoiding all of them by dashing to the left, as Cyclizar grows closer, Magni abruptly whirls around and slams its clawed hand into the side of the bike dragon's head, slamming it into the ground and carving a visible trench in the earth with its body for a good five feet.
Ah. Right. He wasn't trying all that hard before... he held back with the earlier rock smash... plus, he doesn't have his fighting type yet, so it didn't have STAB. Then he gained a bonus to his strength from the sunlight... yeesh he is a monster.
The Cyclizar breathes heavily and doesn't get up, remaining laying on its side as it huffs and heaves.
"Cyclizar is unable to battle." The referee calls out as Cheren recalls his pokemon.
"Go... Pyroar."
I blink as a brownish ash colored lion with a brilliant orange and red mane appears on the opposite side of the battlefield, my smile falling from my face.
Ah.
That's far weaker than Cyclizar...
Far weaker than Toucannon and Diggersby even.
Damn.
Pov: Elsewhere
Two large purple mystical eyes blink up at a blue skinned girl with orange hair and silvery eyes.
"I- uh... need something to change into... my clothes aren't meant to be washed with water... it'll cause it to lose some of its elasticity..."
Clothes that can't be washed with water? E-Las-tic-ity?
The green espeon tilts its head slightly as the Poipole hides behind a nearby pillow.
"You need more clothing?" The Espeon questions via psionic connection. Something that was made a lot easier now that the orange haired alien's helmet has been removed from the equation.
"U-Uh... yeah."
"I see." The fox blankly notes as it stands up and turns, walking deeper into the house. "I will get on that."
The espeon closes its eyes, reaching out into the sheer mass of minds living within the underground village.
She eventually locks onto the mind she is incredibly familiar with, one of her littermates.
"Fae. Can you find Triad. I need a little assistance with your scheme to set up Xander with a mate."
She doesn't get a reply but judging by how the mental aura leaps up and begins rapidly searching through the village, she doesn't really need one.
She approaches Xander's room, gripping the door handle with her psychic power and gently opening it.
She knows what she must do...
She walks over to a large desk with a chair sat in front of it, then leaps up into the leather office chair, causing it to swivel slightly.
She stares up at a large dark screen, her ears twitching as she tilts her head to the side.
She... has no idea how this works. She just knows that it can look for information.
After a couple of minutes of waiting, two more eeveelutions make their appearance, the first a brownish flareon, the second a white and blue pokemon with numerous streamers across its body.
The flareon speaks up as it slowly comes to a stop in front of the chair. "Did you need something, Nebula?"
"Zossie says that she requires clothing." The Espeon slowly announces.
"Yes? And?" The Sylveon questions. "What does this have to do with getting the youngling to breed that blue girl?"
"I was hoping that we could use this to our advantage." The Espeon admits.
"How so?" The flareon asks as it wanders over and sits at the foot of the chair.
"By getting her clothing that Xander would see and make him go into heat?" Nebula shrugs as she gestures to the computer with her head. "I was hoping to use this information machine to help."
"Ah. Right. This thing." Triad sighs as she walks over to a large box and presses her nose into an indent, hearing a click deep inside the box as it lights up. "I have seen Xander use it quite a bit, so I know how to make use of it. Fae, we will need your help."
With that, the Flareon leaps up into the chair, followed by the Sylveon.
The screen lights up, causing two of the three fox pokemon to tilt their heads in wonder.
Their ears twitch as two speakers let out a low chime.
The screen shifts, opening to a photo of a young boy stood next to a white haired man and a black haired woman, there's numerous pokemon around them, several Eevees which are snow white in color, even a few dragon types here and there.
The flareon just stares and stares at the image, a minute passes before it can shake itself from its reminiscing.
"Fae. Use your ribbons to move that device there, push down on the leftmost button when I tell you to. Nebula, you are going to be helping me with the keys." Triad begins quietly.
The three eevees sat in the gaming chair slide closer to the desk through the use of psychic power.
"What do I need to do?" The espeon questions.
"I'll tell you in a moment when it's relevant." The Flareon answers. "Fae. Moving that device will in turn move a small dot on the screen. I want you to move it until it reaches that weird blue fox symbol at the bottom of the screen.
"Al...right?"
"What do humans find attractive?"
A single sentence rests in the 'search bar' of the screen as they return to the main knowledge page after clicking on one of the numerous options given.
It was a waste of time. Utterly worthless information. It wasn't remotely what they were looking for.
'Do not attempt to have any relations with your trainer.' Ugh. That's obvious.
It still doesn't help them pick out clothes that will catch Xander's attention.
"Wait. Instead of saying 'Humans', why not try, try something like 'Attractive girls' or something?"The Sylveon suggests.
The Espeon turns to look at the Flareon in between her and the Sylveon. "How do you spell that?"
Ah yes, one issue they are facing...
The Flareon is the only one who can read.
"That one. That one. That one. That one, this, this, this, then this one, and this one, and that one. Then the big one in the middle, and theeeen-"
The Espeon finishes typing in their inquiry and presses the 'send' key.
It turns its head to the Flareon whose eyes skim the screen.
Triad turns to the Sylveon. "Fae. Push the first one."
Fae's ribbons maneuver the mouse and click on the first option, causing all three Eeveelutions to look back to the screen.
Top 10 Hottest Gym Leaders:
#10: Brawly - Dewford Town - Hoenn - Fighting Type Gym.
Brawly is the fighting type gym leader of the Hoenn Region's very own Dewford town. Brawly's pass times include working out, training with his pokemon, and surfing, something that has left his body incredibly fit. Something he isn't ashamed to show off whenever he's on the beach.
"Can you go down until there's a girl?" Triad questions the Sylveon.
They scroll and scroll.
#7 Nessa - Bow Town - Galar - Water Type Gym Leader.
Nessa is the smoking hot gym leader of Galar's very own water type gym-
Triad's ears flatten as she lets out a low scoff. "This isn't telling us why they are attractive to humans."
"Let's go back." Triad announces eyes spying a word on their way back to the top of the page.
"Erase that stuff." She orders as the backspace is pressed several times. "Now. I need you to look up the definition of a word."
"Alright." Nebula nods. "What is it?"
With a couple more moments of typing they get their answer.
Sexy:
Adjective.
'Sexually attractive or exciting'.
Example: "That is some sexy Lingerie."
Triad slowly nods. They are on the right track.
With another simple word search they find what they appear to be looking for.
"So... Humans like covers that are mostly see though... and safely cover everything but the important parts?" The Sylveon questions as she tilts her head.
"I... guess so?" The Espeon mutters in quiet confusion.
"Humans are a strange bunch." The Flareon nods sagely. "But now we know what to get her. I shall go see if any of the Zoroark will assist us."
Three Eeveelutions sit in front of a blue skinned girl as they watch her place a large paper bag beside her. She hasn't seen what's inside quite yet but, her emotions are already over the place.
She hasn't really ever gotten many gifts before, she is so genuinely touched by the gesture.
She had thought they might have something around here, but the bag means that they had just bought her something. She is also deeply surprised that pokemon understand the concept of money.
They don't.
She reaches inside the bag, eyebrows raising at the general feel of the clothes.
They are so soft. Clearly high quality.
She pulls out what she had grabbed and freezes, pupils shrinking slightly as her happy smile becomes a flat line.
It's a simple top with numerous gaps in it, there is a see-through fringe that goes downwards for a fair distance. Somewhere in the bag is a matching pair of panties with a noticeable hole in them, but the orange haired girl hasn't got to those yet.
Her pale face rapidly turns purple as she deeply blushes. "O-Oh? H-how nice."
"Do you... n-not like it?" The Espeon telepathically prods, taking care to sound as dejected and pitiful as possible.
"No! It's just- I was... uh... these are meant to be put under clothes. I meant that I needed some over-clothes." Zossie backpedals, looking over the lingerie, her face appearing almost grape-like.
The girl gazes over the clothes, not noticing the several subtle mental prods the Espeon does to her.
She... sort of wants to know what these would feel like. They are made of extremely high quality materials. Higher quality than her own underwear. The only issue is that they are just so... lewd.
But these three in front of her. They tried so hard to get her what she asked for. It would make all their efforts go to waste if she didn't use these... b-besides. It's not like there are any boys here to see her in them. I-it'll be fine to wear them for a bit, r-right?
The Espeon skimming her thoughts doesn't allow her pleased expression to be shown
Pov: returned.
"So when were you going to tell me that you had another badass dragon type?" Zinnia questions as she slowly follows behind me as we make our way to the pokemon center.
"Eh, I saw no need to do that." I reply easily.
"Dude. Come on. I am the dragon girl. What sort of friend hides cool stuff like that?" She questions.
"What sort of friend tells lies to my face about the reason they want to catch the legendary pokemon?" I question as I glance back with a raised eyebrow.
"…"
"…"
"I'm not pressing you for answers, I'm just saying, if you're going to hide stuff, I'm not going to be exactly forthcoming with knowledge." I shrug.
"I'll... tell you later. When there aren't so many people." The girl announces while glancing around the street.
"Alright, that's fine." I shrug as I turn and walk to the shattered doors of the pokemon center.
It had apparently been hit pretty bad by Team Plasma yesterday.
Why those fucking idiots are targeting the pokemon healthcare system, I don't fucking know, but if those bastards are going to keep getting in my way, they are going to rue the day that they crossed me.
Or if, like, the league offers to give me stuff for crushing them.
If that happens I'd totally be down with snuffing them out before reasonably required.
We step inside, the cracked tiles have been mostly torn up, large pallets of building materials sit around the pokemon center, waiting for someone to come in and begin fixing things.
The nurse joy behind the broken counter tiredly rubs an eye, letting out a muted yawn, she has dark circles under her eyes, appearing to not have much sleep last night.
To be expected when the town was attacked by terrorists.
She looks up to Zinnia and myself as we approach the desk, letting out another yawn. "Hello. Welcome to the pokemon center. What may I do for you?"
"I'd like for you to check my Altaria." Zinnia begins.
I nod along. "My Growlithe is also injured."
"Alright... I'll give them a checkup." The woman nods as she gestures for us to follow her.
We go into the back room as she gestures to the table. "I will do the Altaria first. Please summon it."
With a flash, the blue cloud dragon appears, its fur is now dry and a little frizzy.
It weakly looks around the room, spying nurse joy and letting out a weak trilling call.
"Yes, Yes, hello to you too." The woman smiles as she carefully looks over the dragon type's body.
She steps away from the dragon for a moment and pushes a few buttons at the edge of the room, causing an X-ray to appear on a few screens attatched to the wall.
"Hrn. She is quite injured. But it isn't too bad. No broken bones or anything like that. The issue is that due to her fur, applying a potion would be difficult... and even then, most of her injuries are merely internal. There are a few scratches here and there that I could tend to, but beyond that all I can do is suggest that you allow her to rest for a few days. No less than three. Make sure she eats well and doesn't exert herself."
"Normally I would have my Audino heal use Heal Pulse to heal deeper in the body, but in this case, my poor Audino is out of energy after healing those hurt by the attack and is resting right now."
"Alright." Zinnia accepts with a slow nod as the nurse takes out a potion, gently nudging some fluffy feathers out of the way of a wound and spritzing it with a potion.
"Are any of your other pokemon injured?"
"Nah, Shelgon took a few hits, but none really did anything to its armor." The dragon girl proudly proclaims, puffing her chest out slightly.
"I see." Nurse Joy mutters, her eyes looking to me, there is a flash of recognition in her gaze, but she pushes onwards. "And you? You said your Growlithe is injured?"
"Yeah, but the rest of my pokemon are fine."
Zinnia recalls her pokemon as I summon Surtur to the table.
There's a brief flinch to the woman, noticing my Pokémon's special appearance, but she quickly schools her features and looks over the rocky canine.
Her eyes widen as she steps over to her computer. "Ah, my cousin sent the files of your pokemon to all of the Unovan pokemon centers a while back. Seeing it personally makes a lot more of what she said make sense... So, this is a Fire-Rock type, correct?"
"It is." I nod once as I watch her take another X-ray.
She returns to Surturs side who weakly looks up from his spot laying on the table.
"He has a few fractures." The woman frowns as she looks over my Growlithe. "What... exactly did you have him fight?"
"He took a High Horsepower followed by a Brick Break." I shamelessly admit.
"Growlithe-Growl." The goodest of good boys nods along with what I say pridefully.
"A-ARE YOU INSANE?!" The Joy shrieks.
"No, not really." I reply with a slight headshake.
"If he is a rock type, having him continue fighting after a move like Brick Break is one thing, but to force him to fight after taking High Horsepower?!"
"I know the limits of my own pokemon." I reply with a half-lidded stare, a slight edge to my voice.
"Growlithe!" Surtur agrees.
"If he had taken the High Horsepower dead on without any form of protection, sure, I might have swapped him out, but he didn't. So, he was fine to continue fighting. Besides, he's not the type to enjoy being swapped out. He thinks that means he's weak."
Surtur lets out a low growl of agreement.
"But. In this case, you'd have to be stupid to think he's weak." I continue as I gently pet the top of the pokemon's head, the coarse, warm to the touch fur scratching my hand like sandpaper. "I mean, really. Four pokemon. One after another? He took out two of Cheren's strongest pokemon by himself. Four fully evolved pokemon. One after another."
He puffs himself up, looking like he can't even feel his fractured bones.
"You made him fight fully evolved pokemon?!" The Nurse Joy questions.
"Once more, lady. I know my pokemon's capabilities. One of my other pokemon, a first stage, three stage evolution pokemon like a serperior or Tranquil, oneshot his team ace, Cyclizar... after it had used gearshift and workup. Literally down in one hit."
The nurse frowns at me for a moment before relenting with a long sigh. "Alright. I guess you know your pokemon's capabilities more than I do... I can heal some of Growlithe's bruising, but the bones would require some form of healing move, something that given current circumstances is a little hard to come by. We will be getting further support from the league sometime tonight, though, so if you return in the morning I can patch him right up..." She looks to Zinnia. "Along with your Altaria."
"Sounds good." I agree quietly.
"Yeah." Zinnia nods.
"Very well, I will begin basic treatment." The nurse announces. "You shouldn't leave him out tonight in case he makes his injuries worse."
"Alright." I quietly agree with a nod.
Here with another chapter of Villainous Ventures. Xander has now secured his first badge! And so has Zinnia!
Then... across the contenent, DARK WORK is underway.
I wonder how Xander will react when he sees 1: There's a fucking LEGITIMATE alien in his house (He might have forgotten this race exists is ultra sun and moon. 2: it is wearing skimpy clothing and 3: it seems EXTREMELY lustful towards him for some reason.
That'll be a wild and wacky little 10 minutes.
Here's the full list for Magni
Pokemon 6:
Name: Magni
Species: Koridile
Gender: Male
Type: Dragon
Ability: Orichalcum Pulse: Gains +30% strength in sunny weather.
Ability 2: Prodigy: In accordance to the brutal and savage nature of the past where only the strong thrive, your ancient pokemon is a prodigy in combat, it learns moves faster than normal and is in general more powerful than normal (As Huge Power)
Moves: Sunny Day, Breaking Swipe, Rock Smash, Ancient Power, Dragon Claw, Shadow Claw, Bulldoze, Solar Beam, Thunder Fang, Zen Headbutt, Fire Fang, Ice Fang, Workup* (New move, learned through watching Cyclizar)
Guest Reviews:
Guest 001: The issue is that Xander isn't Courtney's 'beloved' *Cough* yet *Cough* so she wouldn't be all for that.
Guest 002: Probably not, monster hunter weapons aren't exactly... subtle... you go outside and people are suddenly wondering why the fuck you have an aggron's skull plate on a gauntlet.
Guest 003: Zoroark is such a rare pokemon that people sometimes think its extinct, so it'll probably be unlikely that he finds a trainer with one.
Anyways, I'll see you all later
