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Luceti Mods ([personal profile] lucetimods) wrote in [community profile] lucetilogs2011-06-03 08:49 am

you're in the jungle, baby / you gonna die

Who: All draftees
What: Fighting the Third Party... and perhaps the wildlife.
When: June 3rd, 4th, 5th, and 6th. (Characters will be pulled out at 11:59 of the 6th.)
Where: An as-yet unmapped by the Malnosso tropical rainforest.
Summary: Here are your details. Try to stay alive, won't you?
Rating: Anywhere from PG to R.

No cut for you. Most of you will know how this works by now; if you don't, follow the lead of the others, or perhaps look to the last draft's fighting post for ideas. Don't forget to use your handy dandy character tags. Go forth and conquer thine enemies!
mischiefbreeder: (Huh...)

[personal profile] mischiefbreeder 2011-06-07 03:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[...What the heck just happened. They were surrounded one second and now suddenly all those soldiers have been downed and this girl is here and-

...Gold just nods, too disoriented by what just happened to really respond.
]

[identity profile] chronica.livejournal.com 2011-06-07 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[She takes the silence (well most of it anyway) as a yes and nods herself.]

You two need to retreat. This guy may have more backup.

[As she says this the Elite begins to slowly stand up, taking the bullet wounds no more than punches to the gut.]
generalflirt: (But who was-)

[personal profile] generalflirt 2011-06-07 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[...That Elite does look pretty nasty. And Elites also can use magic. Masaomi's first instinct is in fact to agree and retreat, but-]

What about you?
mischiefbreeder: (Think about it like this.)

[personal profile] mischiefbreeder 2011-06-08 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah... You really expect us to back down after you bailed us out? It's time to repay the favor.

[identity profile] chronica.livejournal.com 2011-06-08 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tch. She would argue that they need to get to safety and what not, but that Elite probably wasn't going to sit around and wait for them to finish their conversation. And she couldn't pull them into her time barrier without disabling her own ability to fight.]

Fine. If you plan to stick around do your best to not die.
generalflirt: (Sunshine barrage)

[personal profile] generalflirt 2011-06-09 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Masaomi smirks here, though he is sweating bullets. Elites. Elites are monsters even as compared to the normal ones.

He is about to say something more when the Elite reveals that it is in fact proficient with Earth-based Shifting. A small split in the ground is coming towards the trio.

It's also worth noting he has no visible weapon, but seems to be holding something anyway. He has a Shifted invisible weapon (actually a spear) that it appears to lunge at them with right after the ground splits

-Masaomi himself is simply leaping quickly to the right to avoid any damage with the shifting ground]
mischiefbreeder: (Heh! You can't beat us!)

[personal profile] mischiefbreeder 2011-06-09 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Gold lets out a smirk as that quip. He had no intention of dying out here.

As Masaomi dodges to the right, Gold dodges to the left. He was thankful Homura came along and thinned out their numbers, as it gave him some time to increase their own. Placing a Pokéball on the ground, he strikes it with his cue to land it behind the Elite, with it popping open to reveal Gold's Typhlosion, Explotaro, who quickly lashes out with a Thunder Punch to the Elite's blindspot.
]

Heh, hope we don't shock you out here with our skills! [....Yeeeeaaaaaaah.]

[identity profile] chronica.livejournal.com 2011-06-09 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Homura opts to jump up and out of the way of the crack and immediately freezes time. As she jumps overhead she takes out two Desert Eagles and begins dual shooting at the top section of the Elite. She deactivates the mechanism as she begins to land behind the pokeball, allowing all the two attacks to hit the large brute at the same time.

...That pun was terrible Gold.

The Elite is pushed forward toward the ground split by the punch, distracted momentarily by the gun shots battering against the helmet on his head. It took damage to the wings, but doesn't want to back down because of that.]


This guy won't give up.
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[personal profile] generalflirt 2011-06-09 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[He does not. And Masaomi frowns at the lack of visible weapon. This is why after both of those attacks he's in to swing at it- When his baton is caught in mid-air by something. He hits what feels like hitting metal, but he can't see it. His eyes are a little wide. He's freezing a bit, which is why the Elite is able to shove him off]
mischiefbreeder: (We'll start the show with this one!)

[personal profile] mischiefbreeder 2011-06-09 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[Gold sends out his last Pokémon, Politaro, bringing his full team out. Politaro proceeds to use a Surf, soaking the ground beneath the Elite. Explotaro then follows it up with an Earthquake, with Gold's aim to be catching that Elite in a quicksand-like trap.]

Hey, Kida, quit relyin' on your eyes to see what you can't see!

[identity profile] chronica.livejournal.com 2011-06-11 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
[Gold's strategy works well, as the Elite is caught in the trap shortly after pushing Kida off balance. Homura takes the opportunity to bring out one of her larger guns and fires at the Elite from behind, aiming for the armored wings.]

Kida, fall back! [She yelled out as she fired, hoping her voice would reach despite the shots going off. The armor was strong and the bullets likely wouldn't even make so much as a dent, but it served as a good distraction if the wings still felt some of the brunt of the shots. Regularly fighting someone like this face to face was bound to meet with trouble.]
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[personal profile] generalflirt 2011-06-11 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
Hey!

[As he be shoved aside-- but then the shots come. He leaps a half-foot back, feeling more than a little slighted, but if he's going to be tossed around so easily like this, maybe he ought to give them a moment to regroup]