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Pokemon in Space [IC Chapter #03]
Yours Truly replied to Bfroger6's topic in Unofficial Official RP Club's General
Radovan let out an annoyed grunt when he saw the two dolls standing in the way, he wasn't sure if his Sableye would stay in one place for long, and he really didn't have the time for this anyway but... "Tch, I guess it can't be helped, let's finish them off quickly Woobat, use Gust on the Baltoy and knock him down!," he barked, causing his Woobat to quickly fly in, quickly stopping in the air to blast the Claydol with a gust meant to destabilize its spinning form before flying back up into the sky. Use Attacker to raise Woobat's special attack, and use Gust on the Claydol. -
Loadout Drone Preparing the DOOMBOT for exit as he waited for Harry to explain the situation, Alan nodded along to the man's words before he replied with, "I don't have anything that can catch up to her and do something, but I think I'm going to send some camera drones over there anyway, get some raw footage of the scene to show the fuzz when they arrive, try not to die." The man then let out a little hum as he stepped outside of his van for a brief moment as he sent out his doombot and a couple of the flying camera he had, and waited to get someone's attention. Alan's only action is to reply to Harry and send out his camera drones towards their location.
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Loadout Bruised and battered as he and his men were, Atton still found the resolve to stand up to the storm and sing praises to the lord, reinvigorating him and hus men once more. Naught but a flesh wound on Atton and the Half Track, healing 1d4+Int damage and removing Atton's prone status. Also the half track has 4 HP regen fyi.
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"What's a fharm land? And what's a theme park?," Block earnestly asked the fuzzy man, not sure why everyone else is being hostile, making weird tones, or using those big words and terms he couldn't pronounce. After scratching the back of his head, he moved up to stand ahead beside Dia and the fussy man to block any attacks they might launch at each other.
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The clone with the very bruised arms turns to look at the talky clone for a moment, his eyes scanning up and down their form as he thought long and hard about something."Have no fear, if Gobbler hits I will block," he finally said, nodding sagely while he did so with a self satisfied expression on his face, as if he had just shared some comforting piece of wisdom...
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Slowly sliding back into existence, one of the clones lets out a, "Blub," before he(?) tries to slide off the bed, their arms quickly snapping up to shield his face before he gracefully deposited themself into a crumpled up pile on the floor. "Bllwaauueughhhhh," they replied, before they gingerly stood up for long enough to sit their ass down on the cot again.
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Liliya and Alexandria (15 v 27) Alexandria stepped forward to squeeze the man's shoulder...giving his cybernetic body a very deep tissue massage for a moment before he rolled away, not even bothering to turn to face the two while he walked away. "But I am," Junior said, in a dry and matter of fact way. Lilya meanwhile, would realize that keeping a hand near her knife would be really useful soon if they kept trying to stop him, since at least she'd be able to try and go after his eyes and joints, if nothing else. Navin, Heinlein?, Venus, Solomon. Solomon looked around the room for the briefest of moments, creeping along the walls near the entrance before he finally found what he was looking for, and flipped the light switches up, causing absolutely nothing to happen, "Yeaaaaah I don't know about that one, this place looks like a horror movie setpiece to me, and we all know what happens when people 'split up' in those..." Friedhold "Let's just get out of the rain first dear, it isn't healthy for a young girl to be walking about in the rain like that after all..," the old woman said, as she and the two young men started to walk towards a barrel fire they kept stoked under a hastily built shanty's canopy. "But oh how rude of me! I never introduced myself, my name is Lesya, and the fine young men I have with me are my sons, Scrapper and Kyle, they're not normally this shy around strangers..." she mused as the five of you finally took shelter from the rain, presumably huddling up close enough to the fire to feel some warmth emanating from it. "That's because we don't want another escaped scientist in our community, not after what happened with the last one," the scruffier man called 'Scrapper' said in response, as he scowled a little at Friedhold. "What're you doing with that kid anyway?," said the chubbier, worse dressed looking one after his brother, you presume that this is Kyle.