Zephyrus the Priestess

You'll have a fellow pilot... soon as Toothless hits 50 or 65, that is XD

after watching TWD, I would like to make Helze's weapon a crossbow now I think I'll let everyone else introduce themselves before I let Helze react since she's more cautious of people from the Shattered Hills XD

*sighs* oh well... was fun while it lasted :T Anyway, welcome to the party, Snap XD

Curious about if Lia opted to sell RoG out or not... Partly feel like this was on me xD

Yeah, that time when I g-- Dark ninja'd me to it.

Evenin'. I'm here watching over Absol in the box. Could I have my mod powers for this one, Sheep?

*cue all the participants jumping back in to get Bisharp* Iirc though, Mao's supposed to get one later on?

*cue dramatic running towards each other with a sunset in the background* Though in terms of body build Salamence resembles a Night Fury more XD

Cause I can be. 'Tesian.

Yes :T I could go for it now if it's okay, and I'll lower the levels accordingly.

Don't worry Absol; I'm in the box with you too. huehuehueHUEHUE Skitty.

Edited my last IC post: I've now got myself a Night Fury Deino!

The raspy voices of Deino filled the air. Deino. Just one look at the little Dark-Dragon Pokemon was all it took and Raiza fell in love all over again, the first time being when she grew up with Pokemon, the second when her precious Litwick egg hatched and she stared into the eyes of her own little baby Pokemon, and the third when she laid her eyes on a Sneasel darting adroitly from tree to tree. One of the little black fuzzballs bumped into her, backed off, and sniffed her. "Hey there, you little cutie, pon," Raiza said gently, pulling out a Pecha berry. Who didn't like sweets? There was something sweet in the air above him. What was it? Grab it, grab it quick! Reaching up, the Deino took a tasty berry into his mouth and gulped it down with gusto. He headbutted the funny-smelling, talking tree in front of him for more berries. Unbeknownst to him, the talking tree was in fact a human girl, who reached out another pink berry for him to gobble up... but, this seemed like a nice talking tree. If only Litwick fire could change color, Lucifer's would've been green with envy by now. Look at her go, wasting those precious berries on this little thing over here... This was the last straw. He hovered down to the Deino's level and made his flame spit at him... unfortunately that didn't have the effect he desired. "Yeah, good idea, Lucifer, we oughta let this little fellow prove himself, pon!" cried Raiza. Well, at least he got to fight it... The Deino ran around and turned, looking ready to take him on. "All right, baby, Deino like to bite hard! Minimize, so he can't nip you!" Lucifer did as he was told and shrank himself. All the while, his opponent looked like he was breathing... harshly? Deeply? Didn't matter-- he wasn't going to lose to this Pokemon just cause he was a Dark-Dragon type! "Engulf him with Night Shade!" Shadows burst and flickered around the Ghost-Fire type, the darkness enveloping the Deino. He barely cried out-- he couldn't see in the first place, and his typing was at home in the dark after all. Retaliating, he tried to take a big chomp out of the sentient candle, his fangs glowing with black energy outlined with purple. Lucifer dodged it easily, barely having to move. What a doozy this was going to be! "Clear Smog, go!" Faintly purple mist enveloped the little dragon, which wheezed and coughed in response. Rearing back, he raised his front legs and brought them down heavily onto the ground, making it explode, the dust and earth raw with his heightened energy. It almost caught Lucifer, who barely dodged it, hovering up into the air when the rumbling started. That was a dangerous trick-- he'd have to look out for that one. "All right, Clear Smog again!" More purplish mist billowed out, blowing towards the Deino. He wasn't fast enough to dodge it and cried out with its hoarse, throaty voice when he inhaled the toxic air, reeling from the poison. The cry escalated to a shrill, sharp scream, making Lucifer wince. "Finish it off with Flame Burst!" Lucifer looked over and saw Raiza readying what looked like a Great Ball. Might as well finish it. The blue flame grew bigger and brighter until it couldn't hold anymore energy. With that, Lucifer flung it at the Deino, hitting it squarely, embers flying about as the attack exploded. The smoke cleared, and the little dragon could barely stand anymore. A blue ball whizzed through the air, sounding with a little bop as it bounced off the tired dragon's head. One... Two... Three... Click! "All right! Awesome job, Lucifer, you did great, pon!" cried out Raiza excitedly, picking up her little baby and hugging him as though he weren't made of ethereal fire and energy. After feeding the pleased Litwick a Pokeblock, she walked over and picked up the Pokeball, releasing the Deino. "You're a real toughie, and you've got a cool trick up your sleevies, don't you, pon?" she said gently to the little dragon as she sprayed him with a Potion. "You remind me of a dragon I really like... Can I call you Toothless?" Toothless the Deino rasped in joy in hearing his new name and as Raiza fed him another yummy Pecha berry.

So Chim, shall I control the Deino?

That Trapinch was adorably vicious. A boy spoke, and Zephyr realized that Gale had come over as though to help. Glancing at the combat-ready dude with his Sandile before turning to the Houndoom, she said, "I've got this. Cerberus, you ready? The critter's got the field to his advantage, but digging's a thing dogs do best too." Cerberus looked at her uncertainly. "Yes, Cerby, this is the post-apocalyptic world. I wouldn't really care if you dug holes in the yard anymore." Oh ho ho. So this Pokemon wanted a fight? The Trapinch hissed. There was no way he was going to make this easy on them. He was a survivor after all. Kicking up his stubby legs, he flung a flurry of sand and dust into the bigger Pokemon's face. Moving quickly while they were distracted by the sand, he disappeared and burrowed into the ground. The Sand Attack was easy enough to dodge-- there was enough distance. Through the dust cloud he saw the Trapinch bury himself into the sand. He left a hole. Really? Unsure if this was intentional or a novice's mistake, Cerberus sniffed it cautiously. About to dig into the ground himself, he heard a faint roar and perked up. "Cerberus, move!" It took him a second to realize that he'd moved over the little pit, and it was a little too late-- a flurry of sand had ensnared him, rendering him unable to move. Caught me off-guard... well this was careless of me, the hellhound thought in annoyance, struggling and snarling as the sand squeezed and pelted him. "He dug in, didn't he?" Cerberus managed to bark, closing his mouth shut before the sand got inside. "Flamethrower-- blast him out of the burrow!" he heard Zephyr cry. Shaking sand out of his eyes, he aimed into the hole and fired. YOW! The sand all around was heating up. If the Trapinch didn't want to fry in the sand, he had to get out... and up and out he did go, flopping out of the sand. Whatever water he'd managed to drink seemed to have evaporated-- he was thirsty again. He couldn't keep this up and keep hydrated. The sand swirling around his opponent-- the Houndoom-- began to die down... that was all the Ant Pit Pokemon could remember before a red light seized him. One. Two. Three. Click. As soon as it was over, Zephyr fed Cerberus a Sitrus Berry-- best he kept up his strength. The sand didn't do any devastating damage, but it did hurt him. After bringing him a refilled bowl of water to drink, she called out the Trapinch. "You're a tough one, aren't ya?" she said. It hissed, weakly. Yeah. He really did have a lot of fight in him... his body didn't though. He looked surprised when she brought over the Houndoom's bowl of water over. "Cerberus drank his fill. Fire-types like him don't need that much water," Zephyr explained gently to the Ground-type. "You don't either, but you look like you've been spent. So, drink up and rest up." To her delight, the Trapinch didn't resist and lapped up water from the bowl. While both hellhound and, essentially, a jaw on four feet, rested their muscles, Zephyr looked in the distance. What the heck was that roar just now?

I'll think about it first... problem is that T-Tar'll compound my team's weakness to Fighting fourfold. So I might not go for a T-Tar. Probably.

... Vegetarian T-Rexes. What. I'm Catholic and I've read the Bible, but I don't see why T-Rexes would be herbivorous if they had such pointy fangs for one. Banana.

Actually Arkhi, the Trapinch left by burying into the sand... XD screw it, I want my Trapinch and I'm gonna name it Pancake

Seeing the Dewgong gesture to the geyser while looking at the other Pokemon and Gale, Zephyr decided that the sea Pokemon was feeling generous. "Oi," she hollered to the only other human being in the group, "if you don't want to die of thirst, come on over. Pure, fresh water's totally in now, and is limited edition too, I hear." A clicky sort of noise made her head swivel around to see a Trapinch making its way to the gush of water, as though reluctant to approach. "Hey there, fella. Don't be scared. You thirsty, boy? There's plenty enough to go around," she said gently, crouching down to its level. What the heck was this... big creature? Uncertainly, the Ant Pit Pokemon began backing away. He'd heard from his parents and friends to be careful of these creatures called humans. He snapped his big jaws menacingly when the fleshy thing reached out toward him. The sand and dust around him began to swirl threateningly, when somebody talked to him. "Hey. Don't even think about it," said a big, horned Pokemon, who yawned lazily though he stood on all fours, snout pointed at the orange set of snappers. Then he nudged a saucer towards him. What was... water! The Trapinch gulped down the liquid with euphoric gusto. It was true that Desert Pokemon like him could go for days, weeks, maybe even months without water... And he was at his limit. Then, praise almighty Arceus, he saw water springing from a distance. Hoping it wasn't a mirage, he approached... to find, in dismay, that there were others by it. The white, cold Pokemon seemed to be the source of the life-sustaining substance, surrounded by other Pokemon and two strange beings. Cerberus looked at the Trapinch, satisfied for the time being. He nudged Zephyr's hand which had been withdrawn in fear of getting bitten, getting her to scratch him on the head. "That got him docile. Good job, boy," she said. "You could just ask, you know," the Houndoom said to the smaller Pokemon. He looked up for a bit before gulping down the rest of the water. When he was satisfied, he began backing away, opening his jaws, hissing threateningly. It seemed that he didn't want to be followed. Reflexively, Cerberus leapt up, protectively blocking the smaller Pokemon's way to Zephyr. "I don't care if you're Ground-type, bub, but don't you even think about hurting my Trainer here. Especially not after she gave you some water."

... I'm just going to think I was guessed and step in when I probably wasn't. Uncle Jerry.

That was true. Raiza hadn't seen it herself, but she'd heard much about the rampage back in Professor Devin's garden. That wasn't really the only case of dragons wreaking havoc-- it was pretty much S.O.P. for nature for things like that to happen, what with reports of injuries, even casualties, from men stumbling into a dragon's nest. It didn't lie only with Dragon-type Pokemon, either: Gyarados, although unofficially dragons in their own way, were probably as destructive, maybe even more so, than a Dragonite, given that they could be found in almost any body of water you visited; a travelling swarm of Durant somewhere out there had once forced an entire village in the way to evacuate lest be eaten by their iron jaws; the Gengar line was infamous for being mischievous, sentient puffs of toxic clouds. Literally. "I think that it's not just with Dragons, pon," Raiza began, casually, with her hands behind her head, "but with all Pokemon, really. Dragons are known to be inherently ferocious, territorial, most of all beings of pure power, yes? That's why you don't mess with them You don't mess with them, you absolutely do not mess with their hearts either. You respect them, keep your distance if they say so, and only approach if you're blessed with their trust, like Sir Cadmus is, and luckily, we are too. I think that that's why we've been having these excursions, pon." The lack of pon's in Raiza's speech just now showed how serious she was about what she was thinking and saying. "They are wild... We can only do so much to prevent that violence from happening, pon. That may be another reason why we're learning about these fellows... so that as early as now, we learn how to respect these Pokemon, and we are trained to prevent such disasters from happening." Raiza stopped to think about what more insightful things to say... Sadly, she'd run out of words and took a swig of water, before concluding. "Ah, well, I thought I was on a roll, pon. Heheh, if my rambling was a little too weird and incoherent, I just basically meant to say, 'don't screw with them and you'll be fine'! Anyway, Professor Cadmus is here, so I'm certain nothing horrible'll happen, pon." she said with a reassuring smile to Lana.

Dark type is love. <3 Though I guess I should develop a heightened sense of appreciation for the more defensive Dark-type Pokemon too in that case... Sableye and Spiritomb would after all cover my team's current weakness to Fighting with the bonus immunity to everything but Fairy type.

"Do I look like a guy with a plan?" - The Joker This is actually the first time I'm doing something like this with my team actually... Normally I would balance it out with diverse types, but right now I really really just wanna give this a shot. It also fits Raiza, who again, has a personality loosely, very very loosely based off of mine-- the it, in this question, is pretty much doing what I feel like, mostly for fun. XD don't get me wrong though, I'm not a yolo person