Paint The Seconds [MOD]

[Ω Tama Ω]

WILD DROWZEE APPEARED!

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IT IS SHINY!
drowzee || male || insomnia || psychic || level 10
pound || hypnosis || disable || confusion

He should have known it, this human was not an ordinary one. The situation the world was pushed into wasn’t their fault, but they were also responsible. These monsters acquiring pokemon powers and playing with it as they pleased, he despised them the most.

The boy’s rush caused Drowzee to jump back, and though it wasn’t a clear hit, it did damage the pokemon’s torso quite much. Placing one hand on it’s stomach, Drowzee took another two steps back, raising the other hand in a disapproving motion and attempting to Disable Akira’s last move. Even though those fighting tricks were not that much effective against him, the power would be enough to send him flying the next time.

"What is the meaning to do anything in this world?" He spoke, telepathic voice resonating with unmasked hatred toward anything living, toward any life that was either happy or saddest out there. He didn’t care about anyone out there, the dreadful situation of nature and the wicked dreams of the humans already crushed his mind. "Is it worth it? Is anything in this rotten excuse of a life worth it?"

"Is there any meaning to a pathetic life like yours?" He pressed further like he did with everyone he met up till then. In this world, everyone had a great affinity with despair and depression, all he needed to do was to use the words they all feared. Using the same hand as before, Drowzee sent another beam of Confusion at the boy.

OOC: I already hate playing this mindfucking bastard, so I may roll another pokemon next post or the one after...

[Akira Naozumi]

Inside its raining

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Ryuujin

TAGS;;
Tama~

NOTES;;
LOLthatsfine Feel free to have the confusion hit aki if the psychic doesn't entirely cut it out and whanot. blah blah.

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It never lets up

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[Ω Tama Ω]

WILD DROWZEE APPEARED!

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IT IS SHINY!
drowzee || male || insomnia || psychic || level 10
pound || hypnosis || disable || confusion

The Magical Leaves hit Drowzee, though he didn't intend to move away from their way anyway. He let them scar and tear at his skin, then fly past him and disappear in a swirl. He was keeping his hollow gaze on the boy who was so pathetic and so, so unable to be saved in his eyes. "Why is it important for you to do what you want? It will all end anyway."

It is all meaningless, since everything leads to death and nothingness. No one can have eternity. Dreams never come true, and people just wither away with their useless hope. "Revenge will leave you empty as soon as you aren't fueled by hatered. Then why not stop now and surrender?"

There seemed to be a lace in the Drowzee's hand, he was maybe cluthing a kind of medalion in his hands lightly. Yes, they were also useless, so he got rid of them too. Not like it mattered. He didn't know any of those he banished from this world anyway.

"This life is a failure anyway." Though the Psychic was able to withold the majority of the Confusion, it was weak enough for a small portion of the attack to slip through and hit Akira. Drowzee knew it probably barely damaged the other, but it also meant that the boy's resistance was failing, if even his Psychic's power couldn't hold against his own.

Raising both arms again, He sent a powerful Hypnosis against the boy, to at least make him comatose if he couldn't get him to fall asleep. And then, to finish him.

WILD POKEMON APPEARED!

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There was another pokemon spying on the battle, perched on the roof of a nearby building.

OOC: New roll in next post, just to make it more interesting.

[Akira Naozumi]

Inside its raining

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CREDIT;;
Ryuujin

TAGS;;
Tama~

NOTES;;
wheeeeee, loldrunklikeaki

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It never lets up

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[Ω Tama Ω]

WILD DROWZEE APPEARED!

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IT IS SHINY!
drowzee || male || insomnia || psychic || level 10
pound || hypnosis || disable || confusion

"So? That something won't be worth it anyway, since no one will remain to remember it." Why fight against it? It wasn't something that anyone could or deserved to have. Did they expect to be happy after a while? To gain their price in life? To have their situation suddenly turn better and every problem to be solved? There was only one solution, and it was to destroy everything.

"Many. Way too many to bother remembering." He replied to the boy's question. "I know I am a monster. Everyone is. My life is worth only as much as other's. That is why everything has to perish in this world. They, you, and me... everyone and everything." It was a crack that couldn't be corrected anymore. A pathetic being who didn't have anything, hence thought no one else should have anything either.

Seeing the boy fall on his knees, Drowzee was willing to give him the last shot, and readied his hands and mind to send another Confusion attack his way. But a noise and another player distracted him, so the attack targeted the new commer instead of the fallen Akira.

And what he saw made him froze in his place.

WILD DROWZEE APPEARED!

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drowzee || male || insomnia || psychic || level 9
pound || hypnosis || disable || confusion

He was watching from the top of a ruined house nearby, crouching, observing what was happening, emotions carefully shut in for no one to see. Face expressionless, eyes shining, he was ready to jump down and attack as soon as the chance arrived. Though he didn't calculated another person to show up. He didn't want to see someone else being killed by this pokemon.

Jumping down, crouching at the side of the fight, his landing made enough noise to distract the Drowzee, and maybe was loud enough to stir the comatose human too. Still expressionless, a cold mask was looking at the bloodthirsty psychic type. The Confusion attack seemed to miss the other entirely. He didn't move, but checked from the edge of his sight if the human was alright, before turning to the Drowzee again, ready for an attack, growling low in his throat.

He was here to exact revenge.

OOC: Okay, you can kill me now. Wait, no, make another post before that, please.

[Akira Naozumi]

Inside its raining

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CREDIT;;
Ryuujin

TAGS;;
Tama~

NOTES;;
YOU. TROLL.
Youowemesobad
IDK WHAT TO DO D|

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It never lets up

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[Ω Tama Ω]

WILD DROWZEE APPEARED!

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IT IS SHINY!
drowzee || male || insomnia || psychic || level 10
pound || hypnosis || disable || confusion

Drowzee wasn't up for a fight against the new opponent that showed up anymore. He took considerable damage from the human before, so he wasn't up to par against this one now. He needed the time to recover when he could take on this pokemon.

He took one, and then two steps back, keeping a careful eye on the predatory being that had him in his sight. Could he run? That was his only option. He wasn't afraid of death, but he needed to kill others before he could disappear as well.

Drowzee turned to fled the battleground, but right at that moment, something that he didn't eve see hit him, and he fell to the ground, body going limp.

DROWZEE FAINTED!
DROWZEE IS AVAILABLE FOR CAPTURE!

WILD DROWZEE APPEARED!

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drowzee || male || insomnia || psychic || level 9
pound || hypnosis || disable || confusion

All he knew was that he had to take revenge on this one pokemon for hurting and killing his kin, whether it meant banishing this one forever or not. He could take the blame and the guilt that came with revenge, so he didn't have any problem with it.

As the shiny Drowzee turned to run, he already knew what to do to end it the quickest way. Crouching down and then shooting out, he started a Pursuit against his opponent, hitting him right in the middle of his back. It ended in a moment and he watched the other fell on the ground. He reached out to pull the lace and the medalion from the hand of the fallen Drowzee, staring at it for a moment and holding it carefully. With this, the Hypnosis' effect on the human should have ended as well, the Drowzee's mind powers have already faded.

He glanced at the human and walked closer to him slowly, clutching the medalion, his form slowly fading and changing...

OOC: ........................ 8'D

[Akira Naozumi]

Inside its raining

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CREDIT;;
Ryuujin

TAGS;;
Tama~

NOTES;;
Will catch drowzee next round

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It never lets up

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[Ω Tama Ω]

WILD DROWZEE APPEARED!

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IT IS SHINY!
drowzee || male || insomnia || psychic || level 10
pound || hypnosis || disable || confusion

DROWZEE IS AVAILABLE FOR CAPTURE!

WILD POKEMON APPEARED?!?

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As he was walking closer, his form gradually wavered and changed, the yellow and brown colors of the Drowzee changed to much lighter ones, the small and fat form elongated, just as the arms and legs grow longer too...

Within moments, the form of the Drowzee was replaced by the exact image of Akira.

The Fakekira stopped a few feet away from the boy, one hand clutching the medalion he took from the fainted Drowzee, his face an expressionless mask as he was looking at the boy on the ground. He didn't reach out to help, though he didn't move to attack or abandon the boy either. He was waiting there, to make sure he was alright from the attacks of the psychopatic Drowzee that he took revenge on.

He cocked his head in a questioning manner, though no words came from him, nor did his feelings pass through his mask he choose to put on.

He seemed to be void of emotions, or more like, he was keeping them in until the time came he could be himself again.

[Akira Naozumi]

Inside its raining

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CREDIT;;
Ryuujin

TAGS;;
Tama~

NOTES;;
poor Akira |8

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It never lets up

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[Ω Tama Ω]

WILD DROWZEE APPEARED!

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IT IS SHINY!
drowzee || male || insomnia || psychic || level 10
pound || hypnosis || disable || confusion

DROWZEE WAS CAPTURED!

WILD POKEMON APPEARED?!?

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The Fakekira had registered the surprised look on the face of Akira, but ddn't seem to react on it. Was it that surprising? He was doing this all the time, especially when he wanted to hide his own feelings, and instead pulled on masks to controll himself easier. He will let the mask fell later, but now, he had to grasp into it.

He didn't move closer, but he crouched down in front of the shocked trainer, hands on the ground between his legs, still grasping the medalion, appearing more like an animal that way than a human. He didn't understand why Akira would ask him that. He cocked his head to the side some more in a questioning manner, maybe waiting for the boy to finish his thought, or maybe just wondering if he was alrigth after the attack of the Drowzee. He still had things to do, but it can wait a little bit more. Not like anyone is rushing him anymore.

He will wait for the boy to recover before attending to his business. However, he did feel that the Drowzee did more damage to the boy than it would outwardly look like. He reached out with one hand and placed it upon the boy's head in a comforting manner. Who knows, if this will help.

[Akira Naozumi]

Inside its raining

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CREDIT;;
Ryuujin

TAGS;;
Tama~

NOTES;;
lol sorry, running out of ideas.

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It never lets up

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[Ω Tama Ω]

WILD POKEMON APPEARED?!?

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The Fakekira looked down at his hand that had the necklace in it. He pulled the chain and let the medallion hanging for the boy to see. It was a silver colored, drop shaped medallion with a deep red gem in the middle of it. It didn’t seem too valuable, but it was something a person could treasure just because it was pretty. Though, for a mentally sensitive person would be able to tell that it might have some weird power... maybe a curse? Who knows.

After patting Akira’s head a few times, he pulled his hand back and tilted his head again to inspect the boy’s face. He found the blush amusing. But at his current state, he couldn’t comment about it. He had to bring back the medallion, so he could finally let go of it...

He stood up and walked back to the spot where the fainted Drowzee stood before, but only the pokeball remained now. He picked it up and tossed it to the boy. It was his, so he should have it, even though the pokemon inside wasn’t exactly the nicest out there. He turned to walk away, but paused and looked back at the boy. He can’t be too far away from him, or his mask might fall. He looked to the road he was heading to, and then back to Akira. To the road, and at Akira again.

Was he waiting for the boy to follow him?

[Akira Naozumi]

Inside its raining

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CREDIT;;
Ryuujin

TAGS;;
Tama~

NOTES;;
herp

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It never lets up

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[Ω Tama Ω]

WILD POKEMON APPEARED?!?

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Fakekira had this weird urge to laugh when he saw the clumsiness of the boy, also when he watched him gathering himself up and walk closer. He seemed so easy to bully. For his kind, at least. But that will have to wait, he had things to do now.

He was patiently waiting for Akira to get closer, and without attempting to answer his question, he ran down the road, stopping quite some feet away, looking back at the boy again, as if calling to follow him further. He continued like this, if the boy followed him, he would run ahead to show the way, though always waiting for Akira to catch up.

Eventually, after a few minutes of leading the boy like that, they would reach an abandoned two story stone house, one that looks like it could have been in the possession of a richer person. However, the entrance was blocked by boulders, it seemed to cave in under pressure. The Fakekira gave a weird whine as he was standing in front of the blocked entrance – he wanted to go in there, but in his current form, he couldn’t push himself through between the boulders. He didn’t want to drop his current mask either, or maybe he just couldn’t do that.

Looking back at the boy – hopefully – following him, he pointed at the boulders. He wanted to go in there.