ohmyarceus | SEPTEMBER - OCTOBER TEST DRIVE MEME

"HA! AH!!!" The yell comes from behind the Team Rocket people. "SEVERE PAIN TO EVIL DOERS!" A walking stick goes swinging with exacting precision at the legs of one of the larger thugs and cracks hard.

The man screams and falls to the ground. With an easy swing the staff goes spinning around to slam into the man's head and knocked unconscious.

The walking stick's owner is a teenage girl with brilliant green eyes and unnaturally red hair. She wore a wild grin and laughed. Death might be weird here but she could still injure people. Above her flew a murkrow wearing a sparkly pink ribbon which then dove and harried some of the released Pokemon away from Mei while cawing, "Hello Poopy Head!" in Gaelic.

[Wendy pops onto the feed, brow raised, something of a smile there.]

Have you tried... asking if they're alive?

And you never will!

[She's trying to hide the fact that she's on somewhat uncertain ground, but she thinks she's doing a decent job of sounding confident and masking any lingering fear.

Besides, she's been here long enough that she feels confident she can beat him in battle. She's got three Pokémon with her, and unlike Hans, they actually cooperate with her.]

Money, if you win. And bragging rights, I guess.

It's always cool to see people training their Pokemon. As it is, Ash is passing by with An Tintreach, his wrestling Raichu (don't ask) and sees Stan pumping up his crab-boxer. An Tintreach cheers for them encouragingly. You go little dude!!

"Oh man, hey! Sorry to interrupt but I ain't seen one of those before. What kinda Pokemon are they?"

Mei's had tilts slightly to see who's brave enough to stand with her against these crooks, only to giggle a little at his attempt to sound like he's right out of an anime or something.

"You gave it a good try." She commented though that was all they had time for as their pokemon were suddenly under attack by a Raticate, three zubat and a pair of houndoom belonging to the leader of this group.

Glaceon wasted no time going for higher ground, bouncing off the Raticate onto a nearby statue and unleashing another icy blast of snow coating it's fur in frost. The Zubat were having none of it though and immediately swarmed around her making her flail wildly.

"Oh no...don't panic Bean! It's going to be OK!"

"Wow..." Mei was so surprised by the sudden rallying cry she almost let herself get hurt by a Houndoom who's trainer had ordered it to attack her directly. Scrambling out of the way she avoided it just in time for her Glaceon to knock the beast back out of the way.

"Thanks for joining in." She called to the newcomer as she tried to get her back to a wall where she could better guide her pokemon through the fight. There were still five or six rockets and their respective pokemon, but already Mei was feeling better about their chances.

She beams at his explanation. The mental image of a true blue hero like out of the comic books and movies makes her heart swell and suddenly the cave doesn't seem as cold.

"I can think of a few people from my world who would have adored meeting you." Picturing Genji and Hanzo as little boys cheering on someone like this almost makes her laugh.

"It sounds like your pokemon have the best teacher they could have if they want to grow strong and protect the weak."

While she doesn't have complete access to her magical abilities - her hero's luck - Ceilidh does have a life time of military style combat training to fall back on. It's a short life time but she's been training since she was three so it's still a lot of training.

It's a McCallum thing.

She grins the grin that would make people very nervous back home. "Now it's a fair fight."

Because two young women and their pokemon vs. six rockets and their pokemon is totally a fair fight.

Ceilidh is confident and brandishes her walking staff menacingly. She doesn't back up against the wall more interested in fighting herself as opposed to letting Pickles fight alone.

This does make one or two pause. It's like the old adage, beware a smiling old man. Beware a smiling McCallum - or teenage girl.

Teenage girls aren't supposed to smile in situations like this after all...

"I hope so. I was a teacher at UA, a high school for aspiring heroes in all fields of the world. Our world is about 80% heroes and 20% normal people. It's our duty to make sure that crime doesn't raise and that people can sleep well at night." said All Might.

"I'm glad you've got people who believe in heroes in your world."

"Well known, or powerful, or otherwise have any reason for people to wish to befriend you..."

Sion was certainly familiar with that sort of attitude. He also had been just about to intervene with an approximate interpretation of what Dusk had said, when Ceilidh responded herself before he could.

"Ah, you know what she said?"

"And I'm definitely one of those people." She said this matterafactly, not smug. Just stating fact. Like the sun is hot, she likes pink...

His question startles her briefly as it's a bit ... well... yes... Nodding she said, "Yup! It's my knack. I can understand and be understood by animals."

A beaming smile. Her attention returns to Dusk and raised her eyebrows curiously in waiting for an answer.

[Hans' pokemon fight valiantly, but with only two partially cooperative Pokémon and a total lack of experience it's not a huge surprise that he loses.

But he sure is mad about it, and he's not good at hiding it. He withdraws his Mudbray before he's weak enough to faint and returns him to his ball, effectively forfeiting the battle to Anna.

He looks about as happy about it as you'd expect. He composes himself, somewhat, trying not to sigh.]

I don't want to be cliche when I say this- but this isn't over.

[Anna can't help but give Hans a smug grin when it's over and it's clear that she's the victor. Especially with the way Hans just gives up like that! She gives him a dubious look.]

It seems pretty over to me, Hans. And you owe me p200.

[Time to pay the ~~princess~~ piper, pal.]

You've taken to attacking funny, little animals for money much faster than I would have expected. I suppose you were always brutish, for a princess..

[Hans fishes for his money, holding it upward so he can release it into Anna's hand without having to touch her grubby paws.]

i. action;

[It's night, and it seems like a good place to stop in Viridian Forest. Taric isn't too worried about carrying on his own, but he realizes that his Pokemon is still young, growing, and learning. He isn't about to push the little Rockruff.

The fire flickers in Taric's humble campsite, and at the moment he's rinsing off a bowl of berries in a nearby stream. He pauses, glancing across the stream to notice a Weedle.

He cracks a smile and tosses the insect Pokemon a berry before he stands up and turns back to his fire. Taric glances over his shoulder, and spots you.]

You're welcome to join me, if you want.

ii. network; video

[A~~n outrageously~~ fabulous man is on the network, and he's smiling. In the crook of his arm is a Rockruff, who looks absolutely content to be where it is.]

I'm still not sure what to make of all this yet, but if there's something I definitely know? It's how little we all know. Even in my own home, there was so much left to find in the world. It's amazing how small we can all seem.

So I'm up for the adventure and seeing what we can all discover together.

I'm Taric, and this here is Liam. I hope we run into each sometime.

[He'd come to the forest at Armin's behest. Something about needing a certain bug for his thesis or something like that. But forests don't seem to like him much.]

[He's followed by his Aggron, and his Haunter, as usual. And it's Haunter who spots the campfire, swooping over with a ghostly flourish. Hello stranger! How do you do!]

Hey -- thank you. I think we're a little lost.

[At that, Stan grins.]

Sounds like a good time to me, Poindexter. What do you think, Lefty?

[Ford, but not anyone tuning in, will see Stan's Crabrawler knock its claws together and bounce back and forth with a pleased bubbling sound.]

[Stan lights up a little at the sight of Wendy.]

'Course I tried asking. Ole Lefty got pretty tired of fighting all the rats that dropped out while we were "asking," though.

[Asking, here, meaning "punching"]

Crabrawler startles at the sound of the Raichu, turning to face it and waving one huge boxing glove-like claw in greeting.

"Uh..." Stan rubs his shoulder thoughtfully. "I'unno, I just call him ole Lefty."

Crabrawler, "Ole Lefty" supplies helpfully, with its voice that's not quite as rough as its trainer's.

[It's Wendy! The life of the party! Now, the Pokemon training apparently sitting at a counter.]

...You're punching trees to see if they're alive or not? Stan, isn't that a little... y'know, rude?

Hey, I didn't say I was doing the punching! You seen Ol' Lefty? Hold on, I gotta show you this thing. It's better than anything I could'a stapled together at the Shack-

Crazy- stupid newfangled thing- kids these days with their skeeps and their face-time-

[Shakily, with inexperience, he turns the screen around to show off the purple crab with bright blue claws that were shaped like boxing mitts.] You see him? Say hi to Wendy, Lefty. [It grits out an excited noise and bounces from side to side, throwing a one-two jab. Stan laughs from behind the camera, and turns it back around to show his face again.]

"Cool! This here's An Tintreach. She's a Raichu-" Ash gestured to the Raichu with him. She immediately grinned and stepped forward. She let sparks fly from her cheeks, flexing and striking a pose to show off her muscles.

"...And she's a right show-off." Ash added, folding his arms and smiling at her. She didn't give a damn, flicking her tail at him with a whip-snap and clearly giving him a confident smirk. She knows he loves her.

"So Lefty's a boxing crab? Man, I've seen quite a few Pokemon but I ain't seen any boxers yet!"

Oh my god, you're so cute!

[Matt's been walking along the forest trail for a good forty minutes, and has only gone about twenty feet, because he keeps stopping to coo over the cute Pokemon poking their heads out of bushes or perched on branches. His own companion, a sleepy-eyed Eevee, is nestled safely in his arms, yawning periodically.

He's doing this wrong, please speed him up.]

Red! Kuro stop her! Again!

[And yeah, guess who else happens to be on this trail. In these woods. Because it's a good spot to train your Incineroar away from people she'll inevitably want to wrestle.]

[... speaking of which. She's clearly found some Poor Unfortunate Soul. The muscle cat bellows something in what's probably supposed to be a greeting. Before she flexes triumphantly for the strange human.]

[Sorry, Matt. Her trainer and his Aggron are right behind.]

Yup, skeeps and face-times. [That's it, Stan. You're getting it.]

Oh. Wow, that's... [She squints, peering at the pokemon.] Is that like, a crab with a punching glove fist? ...That's pretty cool.

[She approves.]

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