A Jump to the Left…

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*[[The Lone Survivor|You stalk up to the man, who falls backwards at your (and your army’s) approach.]]
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Current revision as of 20:04, 12 May 2012

The rock crashes behind you and you get a flash of the tree timbering backwards as you relocate yourself. You land then quickly leap again to dodge a Poison Sting from the Roserade.

The Golem spins forwards rapidly and comes at you in a Rollout. You fire a stream of water at the impeding target and the Golem struggles against it a few moments, before being roughly thrown backwards. One of the men growls and returns it to its Pokeball. You turn to the Roserade, who is leaping towards you, bloom-hands glowing with the preparations of a Mega Drain…

Suddenly, the Roserade is hit with several blasts of water. You look to the nearby cliff and find several of the lake Pokemon standing there. You’ve gained some help.

The man who commanded the Golem had gone back the machine and started tinkering with it. Half of your new teammates target him, while the others come to flank your sides.

The Poliwhirl from before gets in close to the Roserade and gives him a Double Slap. Its Poliwag companions launch a Bubble when the Poliwhirl jumps back to your side. Not the most helpful of attacks, but they prove a nice distraction as you gather yourself.

You fire an Aurora Beam at the grass Pokemon, then turn its rays to the machine. The entire structure freezes over, with one man still at the control panel. The one spared an icy fate fumbles at his belt, clutching a radio; he yells into it.

“M-Mission unsuccessful! Requesting help! There’s a-” The rest of his message is lost to static as you fire a Gust at him. The winds knock the device to the ground where it’s promptly smashed into bits after a Quagsire steps on it.

The man gulps.

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