Instant Weathering
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Current revision as of 20:57, 14 May 2012
The gush of water slams into the rock and it splits. The rocks and pebbles it becomes rushes back to the Golem in a tempest stream. Hit with its weakness as well as the added bumps of gravel, the Golem flies backwards and skids on the ground. It doesn’t get back up, causing one of the men to growl and return it to its Pokeball.
A prick of something hits your foreleg, and you look down at a glowing purple-ish twig embedded in yourself.
That can’t be good.
You look up to see the Roserade leaping at you; your vision blurs and your head is too dizzy to send your legs the command to dodge.
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.
You step forward and swallow a fleeting pain from the Roserade’s previous Poison Sting. You think sour thoughts as you stalk up to the man, who had fallen backwards at your (and your army’s) approach.
The battle now over, a Sentret leaps out of some nearby bushes and races up to you. It holds up a pink berry and you realize it’s a Pecha berry. How thoughtful of it.
You nod in thanks and eat it.
