[PXFIRE] [RP] PXFIRE Roleplay - A Game of Storms

[LKWayvern]

Laura the Umbreon
Prankster Platoon
Blood Pit Arena, Lytala City
Affected RPers:

Laura could feel it. Adrenaline pounding through her veins. Her limbs were trembling. She allowed her mouth to drop open so she could get just a bit more oxygen into her lungs. When she breathed in through her nose, all she could smell was sweat and tension.

Her ears flattened and tail fluffed up as the opening siren screamed its message, the first lightning-strike of a long awaited storm. And this storm was going to refuse to pass quietly.

Her teammates were racing into the arena before she was. Xavier grabbed at her with his tail, sweeping her along so she didn’t get left behind.

“Formation, now!” Xavier hissed, leaping to the front of the group. Aria fell into place behind him, and Kirrun took up position behind the umbreon. Laura tried to do her best to breathe, and calm her nerves, as the group began advancing through the corridors.

A performance. This was all it was. A live performance. All she had to do was put on an excellent show. Perhaps it was a bit bloodier than usual, but she was no stranger to violence.

She could hear Aria enchanting her allies with a Lucky Chant. It was a whisper compared to the blood pumping in Laura’s ears.

She saw the golden light illuminating the corridors ahead as Xavier used the x-ray vision his species was fabled for. He raised up his tail. A signal.

Silence.

Three eyes gazed attentively at the Gleam Eyes Pokemon.

The tail moved again, beckoning Laura forwards. She approached, and Xavier tapped at the Blaze Jewel with a paw, eyes shifting to silver as he used its mysterious power.

‘Thundercrash ahead. A couple bends away.’

Laura nervously glanced down the corridors.

‘Kirrun, Teleport. Cut them off. Aria, Laura, distract them from behind. Then… do as you see fit.’

Without a second to spare, Kirrun was gone. The feline, the vulpine, and the ghost moved swiftly and silently. Laura noticed Aria vanish through a wall.

Laura perked up her ears, she could hear them.

“Kill him!!”

“Don’ hafta tell me twice!”

“Ha, send the sorry solicc back to--”

There was an almighty clamor as Kirrun’s Ancient Power caused boulders to tear themselves up out of the ashen grey walls and floor, hurling themselves at the gang members as if they had a life of their own, just as Laura and Xavier came into view of them.

Laura witnessed a sizable rocks collide with a swellow’s wing with a sickening CRACK, and the bird plummeted to the ground. That brought a flutter of excitement to her heart, but the majority of the gang seemed to escape relatively unscathed, as she saw an excadrill burrow underground at unbelievable speed, an alakazam telekinetically hurl boulders back, a hydreigon merely vaporize the boulders with Focus Blast as though they were nothi--

There! That hydreigon! Perfect target! Blue and yellow illuminated her face as she conjured a wisp of Confuse Ray. Silver swam through her vision as she activated the Blaze Jewel.

‘Aria, that hydreigon!’ she commanded.

The spectre understood.

She materialized from out of the wall, a singly Magical Leaf whizzing from her outstretched tendrils to neatly nick the hydreigon’s main neck and dissipate upon hitting the wall. The hydreigon turned to Aria, rage evident in his eyes. Not even bothering with banter, he spread his wings and lunged towards her… Only to smack into the wall when Laura’s Confuse Ray hit home in the back of his neck.

“WRAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!! HIKA YOU KAKO, you’re not getting away now!” He snarled, slobber spraying out his jaw as he ripped into the wall with a fearsome Dragon Rage. Cracks appeared in a starburst patter around where he struck.

Laura glanced about, frantically looking for her next foe. Kirrun and the alakazam-- Had his name been Boris? Doris? Probably not the latter, but she hadn’t been paying attention-- they were in a telekinetic free-for-all with each other, hurling boulders, firing guns, snatching bullets. It was really a contest of who could keep ahold of which weapons the longest at some points.

Xavier. He was doing fine. Laura smiled. He was poised over the downed swellow, trapped beneath a boulder with a broken wing, fangs out and sparking--

Ryke the Swellow(Thundercrash Gang) has been eliminated.

Muzzle speckled slightly with blood, Xavier pounced onto his next victim. He immediately pounced upon the sylveon.

Laura glanced about, looking for where she could fit in. Aria had left the hydreigon to decimating the wall, and was trading ranged attacks with the Alolan Raichu. She swore, that thing was only here to show off how flamboyant its dodges could be.

Laura looked back to the fight between-- between VORIS(THAT’S his name!) and Kirrun. She tapped into the power of the jewel, Teleporting directly behind Voris, and then blasting a close range Dark Pulse.

He hissed in agony. “You kako--”

“What’s that thing Psychics always say in a fight? You were broadcasting those moves from a mile awaYEEEEEEEEEEAGCK!”

Their screams of pain blended-- Voris’ as Kirrun’s bullet struck his kneecap, and Laura’s as the watchog pounced on her from behind with a super fang, aiming for a chink in her light armor near her neck, ripping a hole through her scarf. She immediately felt that her excitement drained, replaced with wooziness and fear.

“Stop gloatin’, ya damn hellion!” the weasel hissed in her ear.

Laura groaned, trying to roll over. Partially so she could slam the watchog into the ground. Partially because she didn’t want to trust her legs at the moment. “G-geROFF!” Her rings lit up, a blinding flash. It still wasn’t enough.

She reached for the power that her Blaze Jewel would provide her with, once more. Not thinking entirely coherently, she tried Teleporting away.

As the watchog was still holding her so tightly, she couldn’t leave him behind. She reappeared fifteen feet or so from the fighting, and staggered to the wall before suddenly gagging as the watchog yanked at her scarf, choking her.

What to do-- what to do-- what to--

Laura launched herself at the wall, weak, but managing to hit the watchog’s head just right. Just enough to stun.

She convulsed, reared up, unsheathed the knives in her forelegs and ripped through the fabric of the scarf. The split halves fluttered free. With nothing to hold onto the watchog fell backwards.

Laura twisted around, landing on the ground again and opening her mouth, fangs popping out and rotating, twin jets of Toxic rocketing out from them and into the watchog’s eyes. It screamed. It wasn’t enough. She stabbed it with her knives-- in the eye, the mouth, the throat. Shut up. Shut up. Stop SCREAMING.

It stopped.

Vink the Watchog(Thundercrash Gang) is eliminated.

Laura leaned against the wall. What next…? Oh! Oh, yes. Moonlight. Heal herself.

Moonlight didn’t heal her completely. Sped up the clotting. But more importantly, stopped the pain.

She looked back towards the fight. What was happening now?

There was Kirrun’s gun to Voris’ head. Both the alakazam’s kneecaps were bleeding. He was on the ground in pain.

Blam.

Voris the Alakazam(Thundercrash Gang) has been eliminated.

Aria and the Alolan Raichu were still dueling.

The hydreigon was zooming down the corridor in the other way.

And Xavier… he was doing well. The sylveon was on the ground, paralyzed, he was about too--

No!

The excadrill, she’d forgot the excadrill! It rocketed up from the earth, slamming into Xavier with a painful-looking headbutt, launching him off the sylveon. It didn’t look good. There was blood, and it looked like Xavier’s. The excadrill loomed over him.

Laura didn’t remember deciding to move but she was spraying Toxic at the excadrill-- it wasn’t affecting him, why wasn’t it affecting him!?

The sylveon tackled her and she was gasping for breath.

“Pampered joke. Better stay off your feet, dearie, you’re looking a little winded,” the vulpine crooned.

And then it was on her mouth. Invading her mouth. His fangs were burrowed in her lips and she could feel her energy going, she couldn’t, it can’t be like this can’t can’t NO

Toxic. Straight from her fangs into his mouth.

He leaned back, choking on the poison. She hurled him off of her with Psychic, and rolled back onto her legs, and-- and--

She’s swaying the world’s swaying she can’t-- can’t--

Oh no Xavier, that looks bad

Psybeam nails excadrill in the back on its head.

Aria’s all around her, and is holding her up with the mismagius’ tendrils. She’s got me. She’s got me.

Kirrun’s slammed the excadrill against a wall with Psychic. Repeatedly. There’s blood, smeared on the wall, all dripping down.

Blood.

Wasn’t there blood somewhere else too?

“We gotta get Xay to’n ‘mergency room!” Laura said. Her voice sounded sing-song to her.

Kirrun’s Ancientpower again. Dragging boulders out of the wall that hydreigon damaged, dumping them on the excadrill, the fleeing sylveon. Laura can’t see the hydreigon or the alolan raichu. There's a hole in the wall now. They go through there.

They’re running, it’s okay. Aria’s got Laura, and Kirrun’s got Xavier. They did good. She thought they did good. They killed some enemies. And yeah everything’s dizzy and swaying and feels like her head’s so cloudy and there’s much blood on Xavier’s face and chest but he’s alive right?

They’re all alive.

Xavier wasn’t waking up, but he was still breathing. Laura tried using the Blaze Jewel to heal him with Heal Pulse. It was like her Moonlight-- not really real healing, starting the clotting and stopping the pain. Aria had a few berries.

Xavier opened his cloudy green eyes.

“I… I can’t see…” he groaned.