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Hitmonlee tried to do so, but the Dusknoir gripped onto him with psychic power. He tossed Hitmon against the wall at maximum speed.
 
Going head on wouldn't work, and the room wouldn't give him any advantage either. Hitmonlee tries recovering himself, hoping Lopunny could come up with something to get them out of their predicament.
 
Lopunny extended a paw, a thin wall of green energy encasing her, and the attacks washing harmlessly off it's surface. The normal route wasn't working...so she'd have to try something new. Dropping the bubble after the attacks were gone, Lopunny burst into tears, her body giving off powerful hormones at the same time.

((Protect, then Fake Tears + Attract))
 
Seeing Lopunny act, Hitmonlee uses forms illusory copies of himself [Double Team] and sets out to distract Dusknoir while Lopunny's stuff hits Dusknoir.
 
Dusknoir laughed. "Pathetic. I don't care about you... at all!" Dusknoir slapped the ground, creating an Earthquake that cracked the roof and hit all the clones.
 
Yessss.

He felt the urge to beat the frozen blob in front of him...actually dissapear. Somewhat. Back to slight practicallity. He focused on the form's weak points, then began to Dig. A while later, he poped out, smashing into the Gengar with Ground type energy.

(Foresight and Dig.)
 
Wartortle jumped up, and hit the Gengar hard. He awoke with a blast before exploding. Wartortle found himself feeling very queasy... (Toxic explosion, uh-ohs.) He tried to go up to the roof.
 
"FFFFFFFFF-Not agaiiiin."

Picking up his sleeping partner, he jogged to the roof. Seeting down Mr. Mime, Wartortle went to look for an isolated corner where he could throw up.
 
Mr. Mime suddenly woke up, and just in time as well. A Dusknoir had materialized, and was about to throw a Shadow Ball at it. A Dusclops showed up next to it, preparing to attack Wartortle.
 
Crossing his arms and waving his hands, Mr. Mime's half-closed eyes glowed hot pink. In a sudden flurry of motion, four mimes appeared where only one had stood before. They surrounded the sleeping Wartortle in a semicircle, forming a crescent behind the slumbering terapin.
 
The Dunsknoir laughed and suddenly released an eerie wisp of purple energy which went into Wartortle's body. Wartortle suddenly began twitching and tossing and turning.

Dusknoir tried to attack Hitmonlee with a Thunderbolt.

Dusknoir launced off a Shock Wave, hitting two of the clones.
 
For some strange reason, throwing the nonexistant rock at Dusknoir had no effect.

(when did I say there were rocks here hm?)
 
((Hmm. >:I))

Mr. Mime sent out little telekinetic tweaks and pinches, laugh raucously in stereo. Little baby-slaps of psychic energy with a smattering of insults and a fair bit of double-sticking-his-tongue out. If anyone knew how to Torment, it was a Mime.
 
"Grrr..."

Dusknoir swiped at the opponents with shadowy energy, successfully hitting the slumbering Wartortle.
 
The two Mr. Mime looked at the Dusknoir haughtily, going on and on about how the thrice-evolved nitwit couldn't take down a couple of mimes and a turtle for Arceus' sake.

((Swagger))

Almost immediately, an ichor of steel ran over the skin of Mr. Mime and his clone, coating the outermost layer of his skin with a shield of metal.

((Metal Coat))
 
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