ITT: We are all Pokémon Trainers

Well, my leg feels a little better, I think.

-tries moving it and winces in pain-

Ow! ...Okay, maybe not.

- Distracts the Kingler while Tulip plants a Leech Seed on it -

- Tulip also tries to Sleep Powder it, but misses -

- Tries to fight the Kingler myself once it turns its attention towards Tulip -

-I manage to trick Corpish and Dwebble into hitting each other, and beging grappling with one while the other watches-

Do you need anything?

- Tulip, Odette and I continue attacking the Kingler from different directions -

Okay. It's too late to sign up for the tournament, right?

-takes my place across from a friendly guy named Jim-

Hullo, there. Ready to go?

Jim: Yep! Shenzi, you're up.

Qui-Gon, take it away.

-Qui-Gon squares up against the female Houndour, and the two eye each other-

Use Rock Blast!

Jim: -raises one eyebrow- No Stealth Rock? Shenzi, Leer.

I'm not that evil.

-Qui-Gon, though somewhat unnerved by the Houndour's attack, fires a few rocks at her. She dodges nimbly-

Rock Blast again.

Jim: Faint attack.

-Shenzi crashes into Qui-Gon, who stumbles back, then fires point-blank stones at the Houndour. She's is blasted backwards-

-I'm about to give Qui-Gon more instructions when chaos erupts in the crowd around us. A Staraptor has plowed into the ground and staggers around. Its crest is tilted to the sound and it sheds feathers as it staggers a few steps to the side. Some police officers try to shoo it away. Suddenly, a familiar Electivire runs forward and grabs the Staraptor, pulling it to the side. The crowd begins to settle back into its former position and I begin to turn back to the battle when a small voice speaks in the back of my head-

Mental!Masque: <Trainer. It is Cesar.>

Masque? What's going on? Who's Cesar?

Mental!Masque: <The child's Staraptor. He is looking for you. He requires your assistance. He... he is not in very good shape.>

That kid? Are you kidding me?

Mental!Masque: -gravely- <I am afraid not. He is hysterical, and demands to see you. Electivire is with him now. She is also asking for you.>

... Fine. But this had better be good.

-clears my throat-

Er, something big's just come up. Is there any chance of postponing the battle?

Official: I'm afraid if you leave now, the match is forfeit.

Cesar had better be in serious trouble...

Fine. Good luck in the rest of the tournament, Jim. Qui-Gon, let's go.

Qui-Gon: <But—>

-I cut him off by recalling him, then turns and runs, searching for Electivire-

A drink would be nice.

Yeah. We're already on round 2.

Okay.

-vanishes for a moment, returns with a bottle of water-

Here.

-The two of mine have retreated into the ground, and Kingler soon follows-

Running away? Or...

-Kingler emerges from the ground-

-Then Corpish emerges under him, and Dwebble under Corpish, making a leaning tower-

-The pillar of crab begins strutting toward us, snapping claws in rhythm-

Oh. -sigh- Eh, they'll be others.

-takes a sip from the bottle-

Thanks. I really needed that.

Hmm... Tulip, think you can Sleep Powder them?

Tulip: <The Kingler dodged my attack the first time, yes. So what makes you think they wouldn't just do that again, yes?>

Still, you can try.

- Tulip attempts to Sleep Powder them -

I hope you feel better soon.

Me too. I should probably tell Forte what's going on, in case he gets worried about me. Could you hand my Xtransceiver over?

-They fall asleep, and fall over on their backs-

That's helpful!

Uh...

-Runs past them, hitting each one on their bellies-

I think that did it?

-They dizzily try to form the tower again, Dwebble and Corpish fainting in a heap-

-Kingler climbs upon the heap-

Kingler: <Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...>

-He faints as well, despite his best efforts-

-The dazed maraca Claydol trio emerge, too dizzy to move-

...You want to get this one, DS?

edited 19th Sep '11 4:28:02 PM by Anomalocaris20

Here.

-gives Mezzo her X-Transceiver-

Okay... Odette?

- Odette uses Water Gun on the Claydol -

-storms over to where Electivire, Masque, Empoleon, and Weavile are sitting in a semicircle around Cesar, a ways off from the people. The Staraptor's in bad shape, and looks like he's almost about to collapse with exhaustion. I start talking angrily regardless-

All right, you. I just forfeited this tournament to come listen to you, so this better be good. Start talking.

-he turns to Masque-

Cesar: <Would you tell her—>

Tell me yourself. I can understand you.

Cesar: -his eyes widen- <O-okay. My Trainer needs your help.>

-snorts-

You've got to be kidding me. You think I should help that Jerkass? Why would I do that?

Cesar: <Y-you don't understand! He's been kidnapped! By wild Pokemon! The rest of his—our—team, too! I only just got away! I came to find you, because I remembered that you were so strong, and you protected your Rattata—>

Uh, yeah. Against you. Again, why should I help you and your Trainer?

Cesar: -falls to the ground at my feet- <Please! You're the only one who can help!>

Yeah, right. Go find the police or something. I can't believe I just gave up the tournament to listen to this.

-turns and starts walking away-

Electivire: <Crewe.>

-I stop short, but don't turn around-

You can't be serious—

Electivire: <I can. Help him.>

-whirls around and glares at the cowering Staraptor-

Fine. I'll help you and your pathetic little trainer, and his team. But only so I can punch him like I really, really want to.

Cesar: < Thank you! I—>

Where was he taken?

-he gets to his feet-

Cesar: <I'll show you.>

-dials Forte's number-

Forte: Hi, Piano. What's going on?

Could be better. I'm a bit injured at the moment.

Forte: What!? If that boy laid a finger on you I'll...

No, no! It was an accident, I swear. His Drifblim dropped him on me.

Forte: Are you okay, sis?

Yeah, I'm fine. Just can't walk for a few days.

Forte: Aww, man... I should go find your boyfriend and beat him up for letting that happen to you.

-sigh-

Please don't.

-hangs up-

Well, that could have gone better.

-Odette suddenly finds herself in a cinematic Coup de Grâce Cutscene, being asked to shake the Wii Remote to pummel the Claydols and send them flying-

Odette: (slightly confused) <Quack?> (shrugs, and just does as she is told)

-is walking around the island and sees Crewe talking to Cesar-

Why are you talking to the Jerkass's mon?

edited 19th Sep '11 4:35:17 PM by TheMeddler

-Odette automatically does a series of kicks, wing-slaps, and pecks before somehow sending the trio up into the sky-

Err...

Well, that's settled.