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Post by koga on Jul 16, 2012 14:57:45 GMT -5
[atrb=class, hj, btable][atrb=cellspacing, 0, true][atrb=cellpadding, 0, true][atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=width, 350px, btable][atrb=valign, top][classy=side]if the two of us...
423 words
Tag: MOD
Notes: This be my first MOD post so... hope I did everything right![/classy] [classy=text]Of all the places he could have gone - maybe someplace nice and bright - Shiro had selected the Abandoned Sector to explore. He was feeling better, wanted to get back into his element, and this particular area of the city seemed like the perfect challenge to test his mettle. If only it was further away, without so much of the smog that seemed to pervade the outer layers of Aether. The gijinka wrinkled his nose as the scent of noxious fumes passed under his nose.
Maybe next time he’d consider the rocky mountains. Still a challenge, out in the sun, nothing fume-like to make his nose feel like it was on fire.
Turning his head, he pressed his face into his shoulder but found the stench was already soaked into his clothes. Probably was in his hair too. He wasn’t a vain individual, not at all, but it was a bitch to wash his thick hair and he wasn’t looking forward to the looks he’d receive from his family once he returned to the city.
Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a band and tied his hair back, shoved it over his shoulder, and kicked a bit of rubble from his path. That felt good, the movement at least - the muscles didn’t stretch funny, and he couldn’t feel a cramp forming in his injured side from the movement. With a smile, he wiggled his toes before setting his foot down. Feeling as good as he did, maybe this time he might actually have luck catching a Pokemon.
He knew he could easily purchase one from his family’s breeding center, but that wasn’t Shiro’s way. He wanted to know he’d done the work himself, captured it on his own. Breeding it to another would come later. For now, he wanted the thrum of adrenaline in his veins, the burn of fire against his skin. He wanted that challenge that had driven him to this part of the city, and he would have it.
Hearing a noise off to his left, through the fog, Shiro turned to face that direction. He stilled, and despite the ill rot in the air, he lifted his chin and sniffed. There was something there, though he couldn’t tell what, which made him frown. That just meant he was going to have to move closer. And he did, moving around the mangled wreckage of a car and crouching low once he was clear of it. Now, he just had to wait for whatever appeared through the fog.[/classy] |
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Post by randalthor on Jul 27, 2012 8:39:03 GMT -5
WILD TAUROS APPEARED! [/style]   Tauros || Male || Sheer Force || Normal || Level 8
|| Tackle || Tail Whip || Rage || Horn Attack ||Clip... clop... clip... clop...clip- The sharp sound of hoof impact was muffled by the fog, but probably unmistakable. Then it went silent, as whatever beast hidden in the heavy mist went still. A moment passed... then another... and another...
A loud furious snort ripped through the fog, and as the echoes faded, the sound of movement returned. But it was no innocent 'clip-clop'. Now it was the rapid beat of hoof on stone and metal, becoming louder as something heavy got closer. Seconds later, Tauros exploded out of the heavy fog that had hid him and raced towards the sound of whatever was unlucky enough to have run into him on a bad day, tails snapping against his own hide to drive himself faster.
Tauros didn't have good days.
Metal horns barely shone in the little light that managed to penetrate the fog. Powerful muscles rippled with every leaping step, and mad eyes focused on the pile of human metal that his senses told him was being used as cover. Taruos dipped his head further to angle his horns. That 'shield' wasn't going to stop this raging bull.
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Post by koga on Jul 28, 2012 12:17:23 GMT -5
[atrb=class, hj, btable][atrb=cellspacing, 0, true][atrb=cellpadding, 0, true][atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=width, 350px, btable][atrb=valign, top][classy=side]if the two of us...
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Tag: MOD
Notes: *tackles Al* You did a wonderful job! I just hope I'm able to keep up with you![/classy] [classy=text]Oh. That was nice. A Tauros. Shiro pulled back behind his coverage and pinched the bridge of his nose, causing his glasses to slide up his fingers in the process. This one didn't look the least bit friendly either. In fact, it looked rather pissed off.
There was going to be no friending of this guy, no chance to end this easily. Which meant battle. Shiro wouldn't have minded that so much if his opponent didn't have that "lovely" set of horns on his head.
Or the tail, for that.
One thing Shiro knew, he couldn't stay behind the car forever. It could only shield him for so long before it was ripped to shreds by his stampeding foe, and he didn't want to be caught in the path of that.
He peered around the edge again and formulated his first move. Captivate wouldn't work, if his senses were correct in identifying the 'mon as a male... Chewing on his lower lip, he made up his mind and rolled out of cover.
"Hey there friendly guy." He couldn't help but snort, but that didn't seem to lighten the situation any. "I suppose you and I can't come to some friendly agreement with one another, can we?" It was always worth a shot, and if not... his fingers itched and burned with power, ready to strike the second it was needed.[/classy] |
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Post by randalthor on Jul 29, 2012 1:24:02 GMT -5
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[/div] [/style][div style="width: 360px; background-color: #dc2730; height: 5px; margin-[br"] top: -7px] [/div] ![]() veekun.com/dex/media/pokemon/main-sprites/black-white/back/128.png[/img]Tauros || Male || Sheer Force || Normal || Level 8
|| Tackle || Tail Whip || Rage || Horn Attack ||[/center]
It was a rare Pokemon that didn't turn tail and flee when met with the sight of all 175 pounds of muscle that was Tauros, barreling down on them at full speed. He had worked himself into a terrible rage, tail lashing at his own flanks to spur him forward, to push him just a little faster. And it was all for nothing when a human peeked out at him from behind the metal cover and then tumbled into the open.
Tauros was moving too fast! He drove his hooves down, cracking asphalt in an attempt to bring himself to a stop, but the most he managed was to turn his headlong run into a stumbling trot. He didn't hear the words the human spoke to him, as his horns were sinking into the old, brittle metal of the vehicle with a screech that made teeth itch.
He snorted loudly, incredibly irritated, and eyed the human sideways with one furious eye, horns still stuck in a the car door. But only for a moment. With a simple jerk of his large head, Tauros tore himself free with another pained groan from the metal, and turned to face the human who had foolishly decided to stay around. He lifted a hoof and brought it down with a loud crack, and lowered his head again, jabbing forward at the air with his horns in a clear attempt at intimidation.
There was no reasoning with him, and he proved as much by leaping toward the now much closer human in an attempted TACKLE.
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Post by koga on Jul 29, 2012 13:38:04 GMT -5
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Tag: MOD
Notes: I hope this looks okay. :-\[/classy] [classy=text]So, friending the creature wasn’t going to be an option. Shiro’s fists curled at his sides and he took a deep breath, knowing he was in for a fight if he stuck around. Surely he should have taken off when the damn thing barrelled towards him. But no, he was stubborn and he wanted this, even if he had tried to take the easy route out originally.
Nor was he going to let it intimidate him. If he felt any fear, he kept it locked up tight, not wanting to give the Tauros anymore reason to come after him. He was going to anyway, but if it knew it had an upper hand... well, in a case like that, Shiro might as well throw in the white towel while he was still on his feet and alive.
Instead of diving when it leapt toward him, Shiro steadied himself on his feet, trying to show as much intimidation himself as he could. That meant he felt the full effects of the Tackle when it hit him. His legs shook and he fell to his knee, cursing at the pain that echoed through his body from the wobble and fall.
His eyes flashed when he looked up. That was easy, he wasn’t going to let it get another throw in like that. At least, not without a good fight. And if that’s what Tauros wanted, then Shiro was going to let him have it. He inched closer and unleashed Flamethrower - if it hit, he had more up his sleeve and if it didn’t, he already knew his next plan of attack.[/classy] |
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Post by randalthor on Jul 30, 2012 7:30:55 GMT -5
WILD TAUROS APPEARED! [/style] Tauros || Male || Sheer Force || Normal || Level 8
|| Tackle || Tail Whip || Rage || Horn Attack ||Instead of fleeing, the human took his hit. The last thing Tauros had expected from the seemingly frail man was for him to stand there and allow himself to be tackled. The fact that he didn't immediately fold with broken bones spoke of an abnormal strength that the Normal-type just couldn't understand. Surprised, the not quite as rage-fueled bull danced away on quick legs, intending to begin a circling as he considered his next move. << Taaaur. >>
The surprises didn't stop there however. The man countered, but instead of releasing a Pokemon to do his fighting for him, the human threw flames toward Tauros as if he were a Pokemon himself! To his credit, Tauros, following refined battle instinct, rose up on his hind legs to tower above the human and take the stream of brilliant flame in the stomach. A pained growl sounded from him as his fur and skin began to burn, but then he dropped down hard and quick, crushing stone beneath his hooves and dispersing the majority of the flame from around his body.
The bull shook, his hide smoldering, his fury returning. That attack was not going to pass unpunished. The human would fall before his greater might! Tauros's tails lashed once at his flank, and, with only a minor stumble due to the pain of his injuries, Tauros threw himself at the man horns first for a HORN ATTACK.
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Post by koga on Jul 31, 2012 13:09:15 GMT -5
[atrb=class, hj, btable][atrb=cellspacing, 0, true][atrb=cellpadding, 0, true][atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=width, 350px, btable][atrb=valign, top][classy=side]if the two of us...
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Tag: MOD
Notes: I hope this looks okay. :-\[/classy] [classy=text]Not only did it hit, it also pissed the Tauros off. Shiro’s eyes widened as the creature fell back to its hooves, and the ground beneath his own feet shook. Nearly knocked off balance, he put his arms out to keep himself as steady as possible, but even then he nearly slipped to a knee again. It was still smarting, the one he fell to earlier, and knowing his luck it was only a matter of time before he had to rely on it to cushion him again.
That was all good and well, he could deal with that pain and any that resulted from it. What he had to concern himself with was the near two hundred pound pissed off bull that was eyeing him from a short distance. That fire attack had to have hurt, and knowing what he did about the move, Shiro had no doubts it would continue to feed the Tauros’ rage until the battle ended. Hopefully... they could come to good terms. He had intentions to catch the creature, not knock it out.
But that didn’t matter in the moment, not when it was lowering its head. Shiro had only a second to think, a second to move, and while he tried to dodge, the attack still struck his side. He shouted out, growled and kicked, as he stumbled to the ground. In response, and without thinking, Shiro used Confuse Ray, and when he managed to pull himself back to his feet, he panted and hoped his slip up would at least slow the Tauros down a bit.
”Stupid son of a bitch.” He ground out between his teeth, hand reaching gingerly for his side. He would have rather it crushed his knee instead - now he had to deal with pain from two different locations. ”I had no intentions of wanting to hurt you. None at all. You obviously know I’m not normal by now. Think of what we could do together. None would be able to defeat us if we acted as a team.[/classy] |
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Post by randalthor on Aug 13, 2012 0:36:58 GMT -5
WILD TAUROS APPEARED! [/style] Tauros || Male || Sheer Force || Normal || Level 8
|| Tackle || Tail Whip || Rage || Horn Attack ||It was with no small amount of vicious satisfaction that Tauros watched the human try to flee before the threat his horns presented, not even trying to brace for the horn attack. It was an even better feeling when he felt the catch in in one of those horns as he clipped the strangely powerful human. It wasn't as bad an injury as he'd wanted to inflict in payment for his burns, but the fight was only just beginning.
Tauros snorted and snapped his tails at the human as he continued on, pulled forward by his own speed, but missed. He adeptly slowed his charge so that he could make a tight turn and face his enemy once again- but upon refocusing his enraged gaze on the male, he was struck with an odd light in the face. The bull froze as the world seemed to shift and spin around him, and his knees bent as his body wanted to fold on itself. The human was speaking! Why couldn't he understand though?! His eyes rolled wildly in distress...
<< TAUR! >> More worn stone cracked and threw up dust as a hoof came down hard atop it. A small amount of pain flew up Tauro's hoof, and allowed him a second to focus. He didn't waste it. Immediatly he was flinging himself at the man again in a straight line, and closed his eyes to cut down on the confusion. He only hoped his first attack had slowed the human down enough so that he wouldn't move in time. HORN ATTACK.
Rolled 46% for Confusion thisturn- so he barely escaped hurting himself. |
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