ohmyarceus | MAY-JUNE TEST DRIVE MEME

[You know what's kind of a terrifying sound to hear? A pissed off Tyranitar. The growling, roaring sound of a pissed off mini-t rex is probably enough to send most people running, and a chill going down the spines of people who don't. And amid the noise is a voice - the sound of a young girl, but strangely enough, she doesn't sound panicked???]

Ymir, calm down!

[Should you be brave to investigate this mess, you'll notice the stomping, pissed off form of the Tyranitar that's the source of the commotion. In front of it is a young girl, arms raised as she tries to get its attention, standing between it and.... an unconscious Ursaring? Holy shit that thing's going after another pokemon even though it's out?? It's vicious, it's rabid, it's--!]

Ymir, I'm fine! [And this brave, fearless, almost-two-feet-shorter girl hops up a little and bops the Tyranitar right on its nose! Instead of going berserk on this kid, though, the Tyranitar's snarls ebb a bit, and the girl hops again to grab its head, dragging it down to her eye-level.] See? I'm okay.

[Even as it continues to growl, she holds onto the Tyranitar's head, turning her own; on her cheek is a scratch, bleeding but not all that deep.]

It didn't hurt me. I'm okay now, I promise.

[Her voice is soothing now, as if trying to calm down a spooked horse instead of a pissed off dinosaur-esque monster. She even runs her hand along its spiky head, and by the time she's done, the thing is practically purring.]

There. Better now?

[... This girl must be a miracle worker. Do you want to approach...?]

[Dang skippy Sasha wants to approach!

She knows that sweet voice anywhere and she isn't even hesitating to run towards it, Tyranitar or none. No angry Pokemon can stop Sasha's excitement over not only another 104th graduate but also another girl. No more lonely tents full of snackcakes for a roomie. Could they have the pillowfights they used to have back in the barracks? Maybe Sasha can finally get someone to brush the back of her hair.

Whatever. She's just glad to see a familiar face from home.]

Kristaaaaaaaaaaaa!

[Uh, maybe Sasha should actually pay attention to the name of the Tyranitar and take that as a clue that maybe running towards Krista with her arms open wide may not be such a good idea.]

Sash--aaah!

[With her Tyranitar's head still in her hands, Historia is lifted a good half foot off the ground as the pokemon snaps up at attention. It's probably a pretty comedic sight, especially when Historia just. Huffs.]

Hey, don't start this again! She's a friend!

[Oh no, this isn't how Pokemon should be treating their trainers! Sasha frowns at the scene and starts pointing and yelling at the offender who's taken Kristia hostage.]

You put her down right now!

[Okay, it's a giant lizard, not a dog, but that's not going to stop Sasha one bit. Nor will it stop the knee-high tiger stripe fluffy fire dog that comes running up behind her, aiming straight for the Tyranitar's ankles.

It's time for a snack.]

No no, it's okay! It's-- [Not okay, judging by the snarling coming from her recently calmed companion. Thankfully she can't attack with Historia so close to her head like this, but she can't stop Ymir from trying to kick or stomp the dog.

Okay. She'll have to roll her sleeves up this time, metaphorically. With a huff she plants one foot firmly on the Tyranitar's gut, both to put on enough pressure to get her attention and to give her a step up so she can look the beast right in the eye, and give her head a firm shake.]

Just calm down.

[And... it seems to work. Ymir still shifts and stomps around to dodge the growlithe's bites, but the snarling tapers off into a low rumble, and the Tyranitar just. Keeps its focus on Historia, who lets out a breath, only barely glancing at the pokemon below her.]

Sasha, call it off! Everything's okay now, I promise!

_{[It takes a few seconds for both the voice and the name to click - a few seconds longer than Bertolt would like to admit, but it's been months since he's heard either one.

His Aggron stops when Bertolt does, his massive head swiveling in the direction of the voice (and with his height, he's even able to see what's going on) and rumbles softly to get his trainer's attention back on him. When Bertolt gives him a curious look, the Aggron doesn't hesitate to duck down and throw Bertolt over his head and onto his back, earning a sharp yelp as he scrambles up high enough to grab both of the Aggron's horns. It waits just long enough for Bertolt to get a good grip, but as soon as he does? He takes off running in Historia (and Ymir's) direction.]}

Reiner, stop! Reiner!

_{[NO, TOO LATE. HE HEARD THE NAME BERTOLT WOULD TALK ABOUT ALL THE TIME, THE SCARY GIRL KNOWN AS YMIR.]}

[DANGER DANGER DANGER. The Tyranitar had only just managed to calm down before the sounds of the charging Aggron catch the pair's ears, and all of Historia's hard work is completely undone because there is a thing charging and hell no Ymir ain't gunna let it near Historia!

And that Aggron certainly does look intimidating, but Historia can hear the poor kid screaming on its back, and oh no she recognizes that scream...!]

Stop!

[And once more proving just how crazy she can be like on the roof of Castle Utgard, she throws herself between the two Pokemon. At the very least, she can stop Ymir from attacking again...!]

_{[Reiner, to his credit, puts the brakes on as soon as Historia moves. He may be able to break through solid rock like it's nothing, but the only thing he would do is knock Bertolt over with a very gentle nudge with his nose or by accident. He'd never trample anyone on purpose. Though he may be stopped, it's not enough to keep the deep rumble from inside his chest at bay, nor is it enough to keep the warning steam from creeping from his mouth. He sees you, big scary green girl! There are less freckles and she is much bigger and more green than he pictured from Bertolt's description, but he sees you!

Bertolt on the other hand is nearly flung forward, but it's only thanks to bracing one foot on the back of his Aggron's forearm that he doesn't. Still, he ends up hitting his head against the plating on his back, and-- Oh, that's going to bruise later. It's like trying to ride a smaller, rowdier Armored Titan with less shoulder room. He's okay, give him a minute to catch his breath here--]}

K-Krista--?

_{[--Oh, no. He sees that steam. Bertolt reaches his hand down and hooks his fingers along the inside of the Aggron's upper jaw and yanks up - it's nowhere near enough to hurt him (Bertolt would have to be a much bigger Aggron to do that), but it's enough to get those red-gold eyes to focus on him rather than Ymir.]}

Reiner. Back down.

[It takes a bit more to calm the Tyranitar down, with her still feeling the last hints of the rush from the earlier battle. She stomps a few times to try and get around Historia, but the girl still keeps herself between the two Pokemon; with Reiner's focus now on Bertolt, Historia can turn back to Ymir.]

Hey, it's okay again. See? [But Ymir still looks pretty tense, and not even Historia's soft words can calm her. So Historia huffs and stretches up, giving her a more firm bop on the nose this time.] C'mon, listen to me! He's a friend. I've told you about them!

[That... well Ymir just seems more shocked that she got hit again, so while she doesn't quite calm down, she knows her trainer means business. With a thud she finally sits back, but she keeps her eyes on Reiner and Bertolt.]

Geez... I-I'm really sorry about that. She wasn't this aggressive when she was smaller...

I-I don't know what's gotten into him...

_{[Are we good now, Reiner? We good? Yeah, we're good.

He's thankful that after he evolved the first time, he more or less mellowed out from the tantrums he'd have as an Aron. Bertolt doesn't want to imagine how bad they'd be as a Larion, let alone Aggron, especially when he's bigger than average too. Nobody needs a titan-sized Pokemon that weighs a little over half a ton having tantrums.

Still, Bertolt doesn't take his hand away from his Aggron's mouth, even after he dismounts from his back. Having Marcel grab and toss him on his back is one thing, but having Reiner fling him up and over with his horns or his mouth? That's just terrifying.]}

T-That's you, isn't it? Krista?

I don't blame him. There was something very loud and very angry making a lot of noise-- [She doesn't glare at Ymir, but she does shoot her a very pointed stare, to which the Tyranitar... actually looks a little ashamed.] nearby. I think that would put anyone a little on-edge.

[They're the ones that can understand that most, with the fear of giant man-eating monsters so ingrained in each and every one of them.

There's another beat, during which she drums her fingers against Ymir's snout. They'd only just met up, and in such a shaky situation, so it might not be a good idea to drop this on Bertolt now, but... mm. It's gotta come out soon, right?]

It is, yes. But, um... I'd like to correct you on something.

O-Only I've never seen him get like this before... E-Even with my own Tyranitar, he usually ignores her when she has a tantrum and before anyone knows it, he's sitting on her. _{[His Aggron has quickly climbed the poke-hierarchy in Bertolt's group, second only to Marcel, though he lets Bertolt's Glaceon boss him around like there's no tomorrow.

Keeping one hand by his mouth and flattening his palm against the sharp edges that count as teeth, he reaches up to hook his fingers into the deep grooves that encircle his horns to coax him to lie down. Even when he's flat on the ground, he's still huge, but harmless now that Bertolt found his sweet spots.

Just wait until he starts rolling him around.]}

...What is it?

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[A sensible Pokemon, upon hearing lots of roaring and commotion, would beat a fast retreat in the other direction. Blitz is not, nor has he ever been, a sensible Pokemon, and the sound of roaring just has him riled up and ready to go. He goes rolling in the direction of the fight--is it a fight? he hopes it's a fight--with Jean running after him.]

Blitz, no! THIS IS NOT HOW WE MAKE FRIENDS!

[Friends? Blitz has no need for these friends!]

[Unlike that other charging pokemon incident, when the pair sees the electrode rolling towards them, all Ymir does is hold one giant foot out and just. Stop Blitz in his path. Roll all you want, bud, you ain't gettin' her to move.

Historia, on the other hand, just looks confused. This is the first time she's seeing an electrode, and... seriously??? It's just a big metal ball>>>]

Wha...

[Oh, but there's a voice too! A familiar one!]

Oh, Jean!! Is that you?

[Haha, foolish dinosaur! You've fallen for his ploy! Blitz rolls directly under Ymir's foot, letting her put it down on him, and then sends as much electricity over his surface as he can. Take that, foul creature!]

Huh?

[Jean's head swivels around towards the sound of a familiar voice, and his eyes light up with surprise when he sees the 104th's resident goddess.]

Krista?

[OH NO THAT--..... didn't hurt much, because half Rock-type. It did a little damage, of course, but only enough to annoy Ymir a bit.]

K-Kind of, yeah. [... Cryptic, but she'll fill him in soon enough.] Is that your-- Ymir, hey! That's rude!

[Rude being how Ymir hooks one huge foot under Blitz, and kicks him like a soccer ball. Straight back towards Jean.]

[ROCK! Cursed rock, the worst of all Pokemon types! Blitz is ready to rage and fuss, possibly even Self-Destruct, but then he's sailing through the air. This was... not how he anticipated today going.]

Whoa!

[Three years of training with the maneuver gear makes for pretty fast reflexes, and Jean manages to catch Blitz against his chest. The Electrode immediately starts raging and trying to get away, but Jean has gotten pretty good at holding on to upset spheres over the last few months, and he doesn't manage to escape.]

You named that thing Ymir?

[Somehow appropriate.]

[Okay... now that she's certain neither Jean nor that weird orb friend of his are hurt, Historia lets herself laugh a little. She bops Ymir on the nose again as punishment, though. She won't let her off that easy, don't worry!]

She's as stubborn as a mule and pretty quick to fight. It's a perfect name, I think. [Geez, calling your best friend out like that when she's not even here...] ... She's also done a very good job of protecting me so far. So it really is appropriate.

[Blitz struggles to break free for long enough that it looks like he actually wants to get away, then relaxes in Jean's arms and contents himself with glaring and scowling at the Tyranitar. You've made a powerful enemy today, friend, a very powerful enemy indeed.]

Yeah, that name works.

[Fat Ice Dog would have a different name too, if it wouldn't be too painful to call him by that name.]

Did you just get here?

[Armin wants to approach, yes, but he's keeping a safe, secure distance between him and Krista for the moment. It is not so much that he doubts Krista's ability to handle the giant Tyranitar --nobody could doubt her ability to handle the hell beast after just witnessing what Armin had witnessed-- but he'd rather not set the pokemon off again just after Krista finally calmed it down. There just is no need for that!

Also, he doesn't like pain.]

You really have amazing skills when it comes to handling animals.

[Even animals are charmed by the 104th's goddess apparently.]

Edited 2017-05-12 22:14 (UTC)

[By the time Armin speaks up, Ymir is practically purring as Historia scratches her under the chin. And unlike with certain other people, the Tyranitar doesn't snap at him. Probably because he doesn't run at the pair screaming like a maniac.]

I don't think it's anything special... this is what we're supposed to be doing, isn't it? [Him more than her, since he's a trainer and she's a breeder.] Besides, it's not that different from dealing with the horses back home.

[Just because everybody else doesn't have the good sense god gave a pillbug doesn't mean Armin has to be like that. He's been getting better at it here, but large animals have always been somewhat intimidating to him. It's just that even if they mean well, a wrong move could easily lead to injury.

(though somehow, Amber had never intimidated him for even a moment. Maybe her largeness was just so great it overloaded any sense of intimidation?)]

The horses back home generally can't breathe fire.

[Not that tyranitars can either, but he just means it as a general comment on pokemon abilities while his fingers itch to find his gear and find out exactly what sort of abilities tyranitars do have.]

No, but they can trample you within an inch of your life, so they're just as dangerous.

[Even before joining the military and seeing just how capable their specially-trained horses were, she knew that. Back on the farm, there was always some hotshot farmhand thinking he could break the biggest and baddest of the new horses, only to be trampled under their hooves a moment later. It was never a pretty sight.

There's another pause, because... wait. It sounded like he was joking, but...]

... Are there really horses that breathe fire here?

[Seeing as the Tyranitar with Krista seems to remain calm, Armin chances a few steps closer.]

There are. They are called Ponyta. Their manes and tails are made of fire, though it won't burn you if they trust you.

[Juuust a little closer. Look, he is none-threatening, okay? He even looks a little like Krista, won't that work to his advantage?]

Eren had one, though it has evolved into a Rapidash by now.

Made of... fire... oh my, that would certainly be a sight to see.

[The careful approach seems to be working, and all Ymir does is lean forward to sniff Armin. She takes her time, sniffing from head to foot, before pausing to look him right in the eye....

And snort right in his face, blowing his hair back. To this, Historia just laughs.]

I think that means she likes you.

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MAY-JUNE TEST DRIVE MEME

TEST DRIVE MEME

Historia Reiss | Attack on Titan

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for the sake of this i am pretending that bert's aron is fully evolved

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