04-26-2015, 04:35 PM
"Yahoooo! Punny, you did it! Woohoohoo!" Straw Hat trumpeted emphatically, beckoning his victorious consort over to append the band of miscreants. With grin-creased countenance, Lopunny obliged, though not before basking in a hotspring of cheers and yawps chorusing from the encircled bowl of gawkers surrounding the open-topped stadium.
"You were great out there! That's two wins in a row for us, kishishi," Luffy cackled with lauding ovation, presenting two erect digits in 'v' formation.
"You ain't half bad floppy. Nice job out there, putting that slime ball in his place!" Buggy commended, popping a Pokepuff toward her as a palpable reward. Like a starved pup to fallen bacon, the tanned Pokemon spontaneously leapt to the air, snatching the treat with her dainty maw and munching away.
"Mgom gom gom, mmm! Th-thank you, red nose. I couldn't let my master down by losing to a dropout like him," Lopunny reposed with conviction, wiping away crumbs from her face.
Twitch.
"Who has a red nose?! Go on, say it again rodent, I dare ya!" The Star Clown boiled, reaching into his overcoat and feeling for his knives. Rummaging through the impressively copious compartments, he came up empty. "Wh-what the hell?! Where are my flashy daggers?!" The flustered pirate interrogated to nobody in particular, wildly flapping his fur-trimmed anorak.
"Fool, the guardsmen confiscated those vile instruments of death when you were imprisoned. The festival forbids that sort of paraphernalia upon entry," The royal harbinger admonished, stepping forth with both "hands" clasped firmly behind his lower aft before solemnly eying the rattled pirate.
"You'll avail your wits and sequestered abilities, nothing more. I'm astonished you would assume otherwise, having witnessed that most recent scuffle. Scrafty's attempt on Lopunny's life is a most convenient example of this protocol's necessity," Slowking tilted a nod to the Pokemon prime, soliciting her to twiddle a pair of thumbs.
"Yes, but had I not intervened, the outcome would have been dire," Medicham chimed in, marching over to the beatnik group and jolting his acclaimed student free from her wayward daze. Bowing her head in lament, Lopunny yielded, "Master! Deepest apologies, you should not have had to step in as you did . . . but thank you for saving me."
"Again with the master formality? My dear, that wretched former student of mine exposed a weakness in you. You must strive to train harder!" The meditation Pokemon scolded, less-than-gently patting his underling on her furry dome. "I've provided numerous lessons on focusing your Foresight. Calm your mind, see without seeing, anticipate and react!" Medicham pointed to his forehead, evidently alluding to a metaphorical 'mind's eye.'
"You're free to dilly dally as you like, but your latent abilities will falter, growing stale and lackluster." He lectured, poking the bunny between her woolly brows. "It's all up to you to improve, but I digress. I am pleased with your performance, and see excellence brewing within you, the likes of which Scrafty never evinced. This festival will assuredly serve to heighten your prowess."
"Ah? Who's the parachute-pants guy?" Luffy rudely interjected, tilting his head in wonderment. Lopunny gasped, mightily restraining a snicker beneath clamped lips. Before she could squeeze a syllable out, Slowking casually strode near the rubber dunce and conked him with a frying pan, jarring his eyes from their sockets and knocking his hat forward. Where he conjured the cooking utensil from remained a mystery, yet it furtively vanished just the same.
"Oy! What was that for helmet head??" The captain fussed, adjusting his signature strawed cap free from his field of vision. The shell-crowned advisor irately cleared his throat before continuing, "Medicham is a highly respected martial arts instructor, even marveling members of royalty. Stifle your insipid absurdities and hallow his graces. Anyway, the proceeding match is about to start, so focus," Slowking instructed, turning to face the stadium center.
"Break time is over-kaw! I hope you've relieved yourselves and stocked up on refreshments. Without further ado, I introduce the next participants! Give a heartened welcome to Sawk and Throh! Masters of Karate and Judo respectively, this dynamic duo made it all the way to the semi-finals last year! Let's see if they've improved enough to make it to the bitter end this time around! Kakaw!" The rambunctious firebird heralded, performing an impassioned twirl and raising his taloned fist to the scorching marble of sweltering brilliance reigning down from beyond the heavens.
"Oh yeahhh!! Exciting news! We have a surprise for you folks! Kaw-mixing things up, the next two matches will be combined into one. That's right, now grip your seats tight, kindle your spirits alight, and prepare for a riveting fight! It's a two-on-two double duel! Contesting for Team Mugiwara, we have the scuba-suited grasshopper, Bubble Man, teaming up with the rudolph-nosed homo-sapien, Buggy the Star Clown!" Blaziken enlivened, somersaulting backwards several times to vacate the terra firma gridiron.
"ALL FOUR CONTESTANTS STEP FORTH!!"
"Huhhh? We're fighting together?" Bubble Man queried, muffling his dissembled reprieve as he nervously hopped to the soot-laden epicenter. Incessant giggling poured from the crowd, educing murmured unmentionables beneath the bionic's metallic visor. Though the 'Rare Candy' he ingested improved his functionality, it did nothing to rectify his defective capacity on land.
Whew, perfect timing. Now that I'll have big nose to back me up, my chances of victory have improved. I can't be the only one to lose, after all.
"Whaaat?! I have to share my flashy glory with goggle-bot?! Guh, fine, just don't get in my way tin man," the pirate griped with resent. Trekking to the aquabot's flank, Buggy folded his arms in defiance, masking a placated smile beneath an miffed scowl.
I can't let them notice I'm about to flashily wet my damn nickers. These pokefreaks are stupid strong and my primary weapons were stolen away. Whatever, at least now I can use bubble boy here as a shield if I have to, gyahahaha!
"Flippers! Red Nose! Pummel those ogres so we can get lunch! Make it quick!" Luffy commanded, his untainted confidence quelling their veiled insecurities. As the red and blue challengers stepped forth, the crowd swooned. Tightening the ebony belts fastened around the waste of their ivory judogis, Sawk and Throh locked eyes, soliciting Buggy and Bubbles to imitate. Motioning a thumbs up to one another, the dissident duo sealed a claim to victory.
"BEGIN!!"
"You were great out there! That's two wins in a row for us, kishishi," Luffy cackled with lauding ovation, presenting two erect digits in 'v' formation.
"You ain't half bad floppy. Nice job out there, putting that slime ball in his place!" Buggy commended, popping a Pokepuff toward her as a palpable reward. Like a starved pup to fallen bacon, the tanned Pokemon spontaneously leapt to the air, snatching the treat with her dainty maw and munching away.
"Mgom gom gom, mmm! Th-thank you, red nose. I couldn't let my master down by losing to a dropout like him," Lopunny reposed with conviction, wiping away crumbs from her face.
Twitch.
"Who has a red nose?! Go on, say it again rodent, I dare ya!" The Star Clown boiled, reaching into his overcoat and feeling for his knives. Rummaging through the impressively copious compartments, he came up empty. "Wh-what the hell?! Where are my flashy daggers?!" The flustered pirate interrogated to nobody in particular, wildly flapping his fur-trimmed anorak.
"Fool, the guardsmen confiscated those vile instruments of death when you were imprisoned. The festival forbids that sort of paraphernalia upon entry," The royal harbinger admonished, stepping forth with both "hands" clasped firmly behind his lower aft before solemnly eying the rattled pirate.
"You'll avail your wits and sequestered abilities, nothing more. I'm astonished you would assume otherwise, having witnessed that most recent scuffle. Scrafty's attempt on Lopunny's life is a most convenient example of this protocol's necessity," Slowking tilted a nod to the Pokemon prime, soliciting her to twiddle a pair of thumbs.
"Yes, but had I not intervened, the outcome would have been dire," Medicham chimed in, marching over to the beatnik group and jolting his acclaimed student free from her wayward daze. Bowing her head in lament, Lopunny yielded, "Master! Deepest apologies, you should not have had to step in as you did . . . but thank you for saving me."
"Again with the master formality? My dear, that wretched former student of mine exposed a weakness in you. You must strive to train harder!" The meditation Pokemon scolded, less-than-gently patting his underling on her furry dome. "I've provided numerous lessons on focusing your Foresight. Calm your mind, see without seeing, anticipate and react!" Medicham pointed to his forehead, evidently alluding to a metaphorical 'mind's eye.'
"You're free to dilly dally as you like, but your latent abilities will falter, growing stale and lackluster." He lectured, poking the bunny between her woolly brows. "It's all up to you to improve, but I digress. I am pleased with your performance, and see excellence brewing within you, the likes of which Scrafty never evinced. This festival will assuredly serve to heighten your prowess."
"Ah? Who's the parachute-pants guy?" Luffy rudely interjected, tilting his head in wonderment. Lopunny gasped, mightily restraining a snicker beneath clamped lips. Before she could squeeze a syllable out, Slowking casually strode near the rubber dunce and conked him with a frying pan, jarring his eyes from their sockets and knocking his hat forward. Where he conjured the cooking utensil from remained a mystery, yet it furtively vanished just the same.
"Oy! What was that for helmet head??" The captain fussed, adjusting his signature strawed cap free from his field of vision. The shell-crowned advisor irately cleared his throat before continuing, "Medicham is a highly respected martial arts instructor, even marveling members of royalty. Stifle your insipid absurdities and hallow his graces. Anyway, the proceeding match is about to start, so focus," Slowking instructed, turning to face the stadium center.
"Break time is over-kaw! I hope you've relieved yourselves and stocked up on refreshments. Without further ado, I introduce the next participants! Give a heartened welcome to Sawk and Throh! Masters of Karate and Judo respectively, this dynamic duo made it all the way to the semi-finals last year! Let's see if they've improved enough to make it to the bitter end this time around! Kakaw!" The rambunctious firebird heralded, performing an impassioned twirl and raising his taloned fist to the scorching marble of sweltering brilliance reigning down from beyond the heavens.
"Oh yeahhh!! Exciting news! We have a surprise for you folks! Kaw-mixing things up, the next two matches will be combined into one. That's right, now grip your seats tight, kindle your spirits alight, and prepare for a riveting fight! It's a two-on-two double duel! Contesting for Team Mugiwara, we have the scuba-suited grasshopper, Bubble Man, teaming up with the rudolph-nosed homo-sapien, Buggy the Star Clown!" Blaziken enlivened, somersaulting backwards several times to vacate the terra firma gridiron.
"ALL FOUR CONTESTANTS STEP FORTH!!"
"Huhhh? We're fighting together?" Bubble Man queried, muffling his dissembled reprieve as he nervously hopped to the soot-laden epicenter. Incessant giggling poured from the crowd, educing murmured unmentionables beneath the bionic's metallic visor. Though the 'Rare Candy' he ingested improved his functionality, it did nothing to rectify his defective capacity on land.
Whew, perfect timing. Now that I'll have big nose to back me up, my chances of victory have improved. I can't be the only one to lose, after all.
"Whaaat?! I have to share my flashy glory with goggle-bot?! Guh, fine, just don't get in my way tin man," the pirate griped with resent. Trekking to the aquabot's flank, Buggy folded his arms in defiance, masking a placated smile beneath an miffed scowl.
I can't let them notice I'm about to flashily wet my damn nickers. These pokefreaks are stupid strong and my primary weapons were stolen away. Whatever, at least now I can use bubble boy here as a shield if I have to, gyahahaha!
"Flippers! Red Nose! Pummel those ogres so we can get lunch! Make it quick!" Luffy commanded, his untainted confidence quelling their veiled insecurities. As the red and blue challengers stepped forth, the crowd swooned. Tightening the ebony belts fastened around the waste of their ivory judogis, Sawk and Throh locked eyes, soliciting Buggy and Bubbles to imitate. Motioning a thumbs up to one another, the dissident duo sealed a claim to victory.
"BEGIN!!"
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