Tudari Intro 1: Apollo's Creed

Apollo:
I was trying to get a feel for how spread apart all the cities and popular places would be
Pulsync:
the map is a thing that is up now
Apollo:
tudari
Apollo:
I'm glad you had the labels
Apollo:
I would've lost where I was
Apollo:
This is actually split up pretty nicely
Apollo:
Does the Greenland up to the left exist
Pulsync:
Yeah
Pulsync:
I like the random straights that are around
Pulsync:
Like the piece of land toward the bottom right that just juts out like a bridge
Pulsync:
And the path through the mountains
Apollo:
Yeah, I like that place too
Apollo:
This map is a nice pick
Apollo:
Are you actaully going to implment our interview suggestions?
Apollo:
I guess I have a more League oriented idea than a Gym one, I suppose I could bring it up even thought not directly asked
Pulsync:
I probably will yeah
Pulsync:
We shoiuld start soon tho if we're gonna do it before I wok
Apollo:
Yeah, I'm pretty much ready, I thoguht you were doing your own thing
Apollo:
So I was gonna wait til you finished

Apollo:
I'm ready whenever you are dood
Thrice:
We can start from the phone call; I likely won't have a map for this unless you meet in a tavern or something

Apollo:
Alright, I was thinking that this was a two part thing, phone call, and then into a one on one thing

Apollo:
Is it all done in the call?
Thrice:
No, I just mean, we start on the call

Apollo:
Right, that's fine. I don't got maps, I don't even have my Iornian resources

Apollo:
I'm pretty sure we'll meet at Apollo's apartment place, in whatever city
Thrice:
will that work

Apollo:
Yeah, that's fine
Thrice:
Anyway, Apollo's phone begins to ring, around 11 in the morning. No number is shown; instead, a symbol easily recognizable to anyone in Tudari is displayed. This is the symbol of the government, which decorates everything from fancy office buildings to Pokemon hobby shops and Centers.

Apollo:
Apollo emerges from his room after throwing his gym wear into a nearby basket. Noticing a small jungle upon exiting he's taken a back by such a high class caller. "What's this?" He lifts the phone to the side of his face and exhales before answering. "Hello? Apollo speaking."
Thrice:
A man's voice, calm and quiet, responds, "Ah...hello. I'm so glad I had the correct number. You see, my name is Pastis, and I was wondering if you would do me the honor of holding a meeting with me today. I'm a government official..." The man starts to say something a few times, but cuts himself short, until finally managing a sentence, "I can't tell you much more over the phone, but I assure you, you face no trouble."

Apollo:
Apollo replies in a near calm and reserved voice, tapping the table with his metal fingers. "Ahh, I understand. I think today might actaully work, is there a place and time you had in mind Mr. Pastis?" With a slow turn to peek at the clock, he returned his attention to the passive offical.
Thrice:
There's a heavy sigh of relief on the other end, "Oh, fantastic! Sir Agares would be quite incensed at me if I didn't see you today... Business expenses, and all." There's a knock on Apollo's door. "I had counted on you being cooperative, you see..."

Apollo:
Apollo eyes the door immediately after hearing the small tap on the door. "This is like a pop quiz, I'm not even dressed appropriately for such an occassion!" Apollo scrambles back into his room with the phone and attempts to dress. He also gestures Aristolte, the Mr. Mime to answer the door. "Someone will be letting you in, one moment please!"

Aristotle:
Aristotle lifts from his cross legged position and walks on over to the door and peeks through the eye hole before allowing the offical inside. (Welcome.)

Pastis:
The man is definitely not dressed how you;d expect a government ranker to be; with his loose off-white, almost canvassy shirt and pants along with a green tunic-sort of thing and boots coupled with the keen, wondrous look on his face , he seems more like a lost explorer. "Oh, thank yo...A Pokemon? I, uhm...I did not expect such a greeter..." The man hesitantly steps inside the apartment, looking around.

Aristotle:
The blue hatted mime nods his head alongside his greeting. (Please have a seat, Mr. Apollo will be out shortly.) Gesturing his arm out to the table. (I shall make something to drink as well.) He then strides over to the kitchen.

Apollo:
As if young graduate had been waiting for an oppurtunity to present himself in a quick fashion, Apollo exits his room neatly steps out once more. His appearance matches that of buisness proffesionals and interviews. With an indentical nod like his mime. "I wasn't expecting you to arrive so soon." He resumes his former position at the table.

Apollo:
exits his room neatly and steps out once more*

Pastis:
"I apologize for being such a bother...However, this is truly urgent business." The man glances around, "Ah...do you, erm... mind if I take a seat? I do not know how long that will take..."

Pastis:
this*

Apollo:
A small chuckle passes through the doc's mouth. "Haha, we don't mind at all, please sit Mr. Pasttis." Pulling out a notebook from one of the shelf pockets of the table, he flips over to a fresh page before arming himself with a pen from his pocket.

Aristotle:
Aristotle on the other hand is preparing some kind of herbal tea, and setting a teapot with water. ( I hope no one minds some tea.)

Pastis:
>gonna kill me with a pen

Pastis:
bu-but why

Apollo:
it's because you dress funny

Pastis:
Pasty pulls up a chair from wherever the hell you keep your chairs around here, and sits down, "Mm...ah, first off, I would like to say it's a pleasure to meet you, Sir Seelie. I would guess you do not know why I am here?"

Apollo:
With a small smile, he extends his right arm out. "Apollo is just fine Mr. Pastis. The pleasure is mutual!" Upon closer inspection of the tunic man, he can't help but think that the higher official would be wearing such a garment, but he knew better than to judge his superiors completely by looks. "Unfortunately, I do not. But I'm hoping to learn more today."

Apollo:
+why -that*

Pastis:
Pastis takes the hand and shakes it much unlike an official - a standard grip, with no effort to overpower the other person. "How would you like too, er...cut to the chase, then?" The man wriggles a bit, and glances around at the vents, before scooting slightly away from the nearest one. "I presume you are familiar with the concept of a Pokemon League? We lack one here in Tudari, but they are otherwise ubiquitous within sophisticated regions."
Agi has connected.
Agi:
huh, yeah, it's just 6 zeros
Agi:
I'll go ahead and add some more, may as well milk the property for all it's worth

Pastis:
you know i just realized something
Agi:
actually wait you've been statting things

Pastis:
"for all it's worth" could also be typed correctly as "for all its worth"
Agi:
I'll need to add a new property or that is going to -fuck- you up

Pastis:
h-how

Pastis:
I don't use the CStages thing
Agi:
No, but I'm setting default values

Pastis:
Though saving would probably set them to 6

Pastis:
So yeah
Agi:
and you already have em saved with that default value
Agi:
so now it's saved as a not-default value, despite being the default value, so it won't update
Agi:
and shit will get fucked up
Agi is disconnected.

Apollo:
Apollo nods with the new information being fed to him. "I see... I've heard about them over some television broadcasts. Other regions are quite well known for their battling foundations." A small click of the pen leads the rest of the ink onto the open notebook. His gaze is still directed at Pastis, while scribbling away above the lines of his book. "Are you intending on making on here in our beloved region?"
Agi has connected.
Tokens dropped onto map 'Grasslands' by player Agi (Player)

Apollo:
one*

Killer:
okay whoa what in the fuck is that thing

Pastis:
is what thing

Pastis:
oh

Pastis:
a monthatisnotreal

Myia:
That was a lovely dance
Tokens dropped onto map 'Grasslands' by player Agi (Player)

Francis:
While I've got ya, Thrice

Francis:
Mentor, stat tags

Francis:
what do

Pastis:
+HP/Special Defense?

Francis:
well ok

Francis:
I'm certainly not going to turn down defensive point.

Francis:
s.

Aristotle:
The mimer pulls part of the settled leaves away from the hot brew and sets it atop a rectangluar tray with modest sized teacups. With the might of telekentic powers, the Mime and the tea set makes its way toward the social table.
Francis: (( oh whoops, I thought you were done your thing (waiting) ))

Apollo:
"Ah, thank you Aristotle." Apollo pulls the cups away from the tray and distributes them out, all while the mime pours the peppermint tea into their respective containers.

Aristotle:
(Tea is served.) The philospher takes his seat after setting down the teapot.
Aristotle: (( the period in which you disconnected and reconnected, you missed my submitted segment ))

Pastis:
The man nods at the mime, "Erm...thank you." He studies his teacup, looks into the tea, and after a long amount of time, takes a sip and thinks, then starts to speak, "Yes, in fact, that is our goal. The problem, however, lies in the fact that we ourselves are much too busy with preparing the region for such a change to...actually instigate the change. We are in desperate need of those who would travel the region and seek out worthy contenders for positions in the League, as well as notable areas for the Gyms and attractions to be set. I have come here today to inquire about your interest in participating in such an event..." He then glances again at the vents, and looks down, then away and finally back at you with a nervous expression, "Ehm..would you mind if I released my Pokemon...? It's, ah, a mite cool in here for me..."

Apollo:
"There is plenty of tea to go around. Feel free to." Resuming the note-taking as the informant speaks, Apollo raises and eyebrow. "An expedition across the region? Hmm, I'm not sure I really have much talent in actual travels, no less afford transportation... Schooling tutition is tough, you know?" Tapping the butt end of the pen against his chin. "It does sound like a lot of work, but going around to see other cities would be highly valued." The interest seems to teeter-tot and his overall outlook appears to be mixed.

Myia:
(Pardon the chilliness of the apartment! We just got done venting out the place before everyone got here!) The Pulsync transmits her thoughts to the table with a few flickers of electric current flowing from her head to the tips of her tentacles.

Myia:
And then no one heard her thoughts because the table isn't living
Tokens dropped onto map 'Grasslands' by player Agi (Player)

Pastis:
"Thank you..." The man releases a dark greyish Pokemon, roughly the same size as Myia. It seems to emit a sort of dull heat, but nothing overly intrusive. "Now...as a medical expert, your talents are highly valued in this expedition. Sickness, wild Pokemon, unruly thugs...perhaps uncooperative targets, even. Our crime rate is relatively low, but there's no guarantee of safety. I ask this of you not for free, of course. My family ran a hot spring and inn in another Region, before I moved here. We were...quite poor. I understand the hardships associated with it, and do not plan on leaving you without your deserved renumeration."

Apollo:
Let's see what I know about it. PokeEdu: 15

Aristotle:
By pure habit, the hat man pures out a cup of tea and slides it over to the new guest. (This is for you.) He thinks to himself how someone like the Myia or the new guest even congest tea.

Parhelion:
The Pokemon here is known as a Chysanix, the Solar Eclipse Pokemon. The lazy, muffled heat it emits is said to drain the willpower of those who bask in it.

Apollo:
Eyeing the new Pokemon, Apollo puts the thoughts of what the species is and what he knows about it... on the backburner of thinking. "You bring up a great point. Medical advancement over the decade has been vastly improved, but not all areas have access to these resources. At least, so I'm told from the books anyway, I haven't immersed myself yet in other towns beside this one." A sigh of relief before a small stream of debse gray smoke leave his nostrils. The line of smoke then fades into the many vents that are lines across this particular apartment. "E-er, excuse me." Apollo quickly tries to keep the smoke contained with his hands but the efforts are futile.

Apollo:
"Aha! Then you know my pains, finding a job is one of my many priorities at the moment... If there is imbursement along the journey, then I welcome it wholely!" More smoke escapes through the finger cage.

Pastis:
The man watches the smoke travel around the room, "You have nothing to fear from me, Apollo. I did not come ignorant of your...idiosyncracies. And I am no stranger to smoke, given my choice in Pokemon. You, uhm...needn't worry. Nevertheless, you accept? That is wonderful news! Agares shall be ecstatic. Ah..first, I would like to ask your opinion on a few facets of the League, if that is fine?"

Parhelion:
Parry eyes his tea, but uh, doesn't have a mouth. He glances over at Aristotle like "is this some kind of sick joke"

Apollo:
"Oh thank goodness." The natural stream of smoke emulated from Apollo's left sleeve and breathing cycles fade away in an artistic fashion by the vents. "I believe I'm accepting responsbility for this task, yes." Apollo re-equips the pen. "Could you further elbaorate the current opinion of having a League? I want to be fully informed with all possibilites at hand, so I won't miss any details."

Aristotle:
Aristotle retorts with a "looks like we got a bad ass over here" gesture. (My apologies.) He creates a happy smile before sliding the untouched cup down to Myia, who seems to enjoy putting the tips of her appendeges inside the liquid.

Pastis:
"The people's opinion, or the government's? I won't mask anything; there are factions that dislike the idea of introducing a Pokemon League, saying that it would interfere with tradition. You may need to deal with them. For the average citizen, however...I believe they shall see it as another form of entertainment."

Apollo:
I sure hope I know our region's traditions GenEd check: 14

Apollo:
That's meant for me as a player more than in character.

Pastis:
Well by tradition it mostly means the tradition of staying out of the League business as a whole; being independent from the actions of the other Regions' Leagues

Apollo:
"Hmm, I see... My opinion stands that having a League would definitely promote our region on a worldly scale, as connecting with other regions may not be a bad idea for goods, trainers, and passion. I can vaguely sympathize with the few that desire to stay true to culture, with the effects of economy shifts and just the many changes that will be done if a League were to be instated. I personally think that the idea of one would make the region a popular one, like the infamous Kanto for instance." Apollo blinks for a second. "I guess with being popular, more busniess options become avaliable as well..." The thoughts continue to follow into his head like the stream of smoke leaving his body at the moment.

Apollo:
Does Kanto even exist in this plane

Pastis:
The man brushes his hair out of his eyes and smirks, "Of course...we, as a government, did not make this decision thoughtlessly. The economy has not been its best lately, and we fear the worst should the pattern continue...thus, we needed an upset."

Apollo:
" I see, a method of introducing underlying benefits alongside the construction and salvation of growth..." The medic leans back in his chair folding his arms. "It's definitely smart, and from what I know so far, it seems like the investment is worth it." He pauses. "I didn't realize how big of an issue this could be. Is there anything else I should know?" Another sip of tea fuses with produced smoke leaving his mouth.

Pastis:
"There is much...a meeting place, for instance. But I will get to that later. For now, I would like your input. The Gyms are perhaps the most important part of the Pokemon League..How do you think they should operate? What should be their goal? Entertainment will be a primary aim, but other than that... The Gyms of Kanto exist primarily to fund the League and mostly measure talent through Pokemon battling power alone, whereas those of Iornia test Trainers themselves, and incorporate puzzles and trials of character...each Gym measures a different aspect of a Trainer; their bond with their Pokemon, their own personal strength, their intelligence, or their willingness to step into dangerous situations to help those in need, for instance."

Apollo:
"I think Tudari should present new and innovative ways to close the gap between Trainer and Pokemon. The criteria for measuing that bond may vary, as you've just described. I feel that every other League follows a similar basis. Although I'm not overly certain on all the conditions yet, if I were to plan out an entire League of Gyms, I think that having almost a mix of incredible, satisfying layouts which may include puzzles or just a challenge in which no ordinary pair can simply overcome. The thoughts comes from a team building exercises we medical students werer required to do for the highest chances of success."

Apollo:
The smoker lifts his pen and begins sketching out thought bubbles and idea and attempts to find connections between the two, for the best syngeries. "...and then after the brain provoking wits of overcoming the challenge, the true tests of battle could come into play and display the talents of battle." Apollo halts the scribbling and spins the pen in his left metallic hand. "We could go as far as combining the challenges and battle at the same time? The idea might be already in use but that's what I would envision for such a League. Incorporating culture into our Gyms might make opposers of the League feel more welcomed too." He concludes with a puff of smoke.

Apollo:
Stack overflow prevented me from submitting the entire thing, kek

Pastis:
"A focus on wit and cooperation, hm? Like a variable obstacle course. Understandable. I feel certain that taking tradition into account would help with some issues...but that may be up to the Leader in question."

Apollo:
"Of course, themes and those decisions can be left up to the appointed Leader. I'm just describing my thoughts broadly. I hope my inquiry satisfies your question." Clap! The graduates chair flats out onto the floor.

Pastis:
fatty

Apollo:
(sad)

Apollo:
I don't know what sounds a chair makes when it sits back upright from a tilted position

Apollo:
They either have wheels or a rocking chair like fixture

Pastis:
Pasty starts at the loud noise, leaning back into his chair and trying to shake the noise out of his ears, "W-well, then..have you any inquiries for me?"

Pastis:
btw merge

Pastis:
natures are +2/-2

Pastis:
not +1/-1

Pastis:
unless HP is one of them in which case the HP modification is + or - 1 and the other stat is still + or - 2

Apollo:
Apo tilts his head a bit, "What are the conditions for the journey? Will I be accompanied by others? Will opposers be aggressive? Mmmm, what kind of pay should I be expecting? Ahem, those kind of questions would be nice to know."

Apollo:
I will change the stats right now

Pastis:
"As of now, the conditions are that you, and those who join you, promote the League, do not disturb the peace, and do whatever you must to coerce those who you find talented into participation. As for aggression...I am unsure. There may well be violent conflict. Your pay will largely depend on your performance."

Apollo:
"Well I hope more people come on board with the idea, I don't think I could travel by myself. Is there a credential I can present to people to prove that I am a working official as well as a method to establish a group within a city? It'd be in really bad taste if they didn't take my word for it." He smiles. "I feel I can meet all of these conditions."

Pastis:
Pasty chuckles a little bit, "Of course. We would not send you without some form of identification. Your names and portraits will be public, however, so there should be little problem in convincing others."

Apollo:
"I reaffirm my statement, I can definitely stand by these conditions. I guess my last question regards Mr. Agares, besides being the one of the top heads of the government, is there anything I should know about him? I thought it might be appropriate to ask since you are from the same organization."

Pastis:
Pastil's eyes travel around the room as he lets out a small cough, "Ahm...Sir Agares...He is an unassuming, hardworking man, but he expects the same level of dedication from his employees. A word of advice...do not anger him. It is a difficult task to infuriate him, but his temper is not to be taken lightly once lit. Under normal circumstances, however, he is a pleasure to work under."

Apollo:
"I hope to meet him one day, I sure hope I can produce the results he believed that I could perform." Apollo twists his body a bit to loosen up from sitting up. "That's all I have for questions at this time."

Pastis:
The man smirks again, and nods, "Oh, you will meet him quite soon. We will be holding a meeting with those who have accepted our invitation, in just a week. More formally, Monday, March 13th."

Apollo:
"I should've known." A small chuckle is put out into the room before a quick flip of the smart phone to input the appointed meeting. "March 13th, at the...?"

Pastis:
"Ahahaha! A good question. The Reigning King Hotel. At 10 AM. I do hope you'll be there."

Apollo:
Gen Edu: 14 Do I even know where that is

Pastis:
Not off the top of your head, but you can look it up in your phone, probably. Or print off a map, at the least

Apollo:
"I'll be there at 9:30am, just in case finding the building becomes an issue,"

Pastis:
"Good...now, one last question..." The man rises from his seat, and steps over to the door, his grey Pokemon trailing after him, "Would you like to step outside? Your position will involve testing those who wish to become members of the League...and I must test you, to verify you are able to complete this task adequately."

Apollo:
"O-oh, yes of course. I must admit my strengths are not as strong in the battling field, but I hope to show my worth." Apollo waves over his two assistants before standing up and leaving with Pastis.

Pastis:
I don't have an arena for thia really

Pastis:
Could use one of the default ones I have

Aristotle:
If it's an open space, this would work fine, your call

Apollo:
Apollo hollers from across the distance. "What are the conditions for this fight?!" A bit of a hacking cough follows after, but the doctor quickly reforms back to normal

Pastis:
User the macro in the campaign

Pastis:
The campaign tab I mean

Pastis:
If your CSs change

Apollo:
I don't see anything listed under the tab

Pastis:
R-really?

Apollo:
Yeah, 'No Macros"

Apollo:
My macros are inside the global tab if that helps
Thrice:
They're on Apollo's selection tab, then
Thrice:
They won't work; CSs changed some

Apollo:
I see em
Thrice:
boosting is 1.2x instead of 1.25x now
Thrice:
drops are .10 instead of .125

Apollo:
I suppose I'll import the new one after the session

Apollo:
screw it I replaced the entire code just now

Apollo:
As well as the table macro

Pastis:
"Two Pokemon apiece. Trainers won't be involved physically. I will...try and not get too fancy here."

Apollo:
Apollo bites his lower lip before confirming the rules. "Noted! Let's do this!" He turns to both of his Pokemon. "I believe in you both. Win or lose, but I won't forgive you if you don't try your best!"

Apollo:
Are they both out at the same time?

Pastis:
Uh, sure

Pastis:
I will say - you sure you want Zap Cannon as your gifted Egg/Tutor Move? Since it's a Tutor Move you could get it later on

Pastis:
Whereas with Egg Moves you pretty much can't

Apollo:
Hmm...

Apollo:
I suppose there is Stored Power

Apollo:
Pain Split and Hypnosis are aight

Apollo:
I've already got a lot of status goin' on, Stored Power takes a bit to setup, hmm, Pain Split considering I have a lot of healing going on gahhhh

Apollo:
Is Stored Power really that good? (hmm)

Apollo:
I might regret it but I'll stick with the Zapper, gahhh I hope I don't in the future though

Pastis:
Stored Power is incredibly good, and Giga Drain isn't bad

Apollo:
I guess...

Apollo:
I'll go with Stored Power

Apollo:
It fits with sitting back and supporting

Apollo:
Still has a good amount of range too

Apollo:
I was trying to go for a Charge + Zap Cannon combo at first

Apollo:
But the power spike will be nice later on if I ever get it

Pastis:
I wouldn't rely on that

Apollo:
-2

Pastis:
Since Zap Cannon's so inaccurate

Apollo:
ur rite

Pastis:
That thing can learn Rain Dance via TM, so if you wanna do that

Pastis:
Rain Dance + Charge + Thunder something instead

Pastis:
In any case, you ready?

Apollo:
I think so

Apollo:
AC2 can't Accuracy train dat

Apollo:
+1 tutor

Apollo:
"Let's have a good match, Mr. Pastis! I'm ready whenever you are!"

Pastis:
And back, hopefully this won't last an hour

Apollo:
Lezroll

Pastis:
NOW PLAYING Grandia III - A Hot Crash https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NwCR-piEUhw
    Error in body of roll.       Statement options (if any): h       Statement Body : setInitiative(floor(Speed+Speed*listGet(CStages,4)*if(listGet(CStages,4)>-1,0.25,0.125)))

Aristotle:
Just the gray area and not the roofs right?

Pastis:
Yeah, and if you have a Sky speed you can go over the holes

Pastis:
Levitate wouldn't do it though

Aristotle:
aight

Aristotle:
Hat Man dashes up and quickly moves his hand over the air and creates a glassy wall!

Pastis:
Trainers can give orders and such
Tokens dropped onto map 'Arena 1 Face Off' by player Emergency (Player)

Apollo:
I wish I had any to use

Pastis:
"I am at a slight disadvantage here...don't take it easy on them, Parhelion."
Apollo has received initiative.
Aristotle has received initiative.

Myia:
The area around the jellyfish feel a strong twist of power as she climbs a bit higher to see above the glass (Calm Mind)

Myia:
Myia's SpAttack rises 1 stage! 19
Myia has received initiative.

Myia:
shit I hit the level up macro

Pastis:
lol

Myia:
Myia's SpDefense rises 1 stage! 21

Parhelion:
The heated Pokemon basks in the sun, absorbing its heat, and blasts the Mime with a scorching burst of fire! 14

Aristotle:
That range

Parhelion:
Damage: 41, Special

Aristotle:
Aristotle took 21 damage.

Parhelion:
hold on

Parhelion:
my firefox is fucking up horrendously

Aristotle:
kay

Parhelion:
Aight you're good

Parhelion:
I thought Fairy resisted Fire, had it the other way around

Parhelion:
Myia takes 5 damage as well

Parhelion:
Exactly 5, can't be redued

Apollo:
"Ah crap, that thing shoots fire?!"

Myia:
Myia loses 5 hit points.

Pastis:
"Of course...fire is my speciality. Oh, how rarely I could manage to defeat my sister... Nonetheless, Pascal?"

Pascal:
I am shit out of luck

Apollo:
"Looks can be quite the joker can't they?"

Aristotle:
s-stay over there dragon

Pascal:
A blast of fire and water erupt from Pascal's mouths, meeting up around here, and creating a huge cloud of steam!

Pascal:
that can't be right

Pascal:
it is not right

Aristotle:
lol

Pascal:
what in the christ

Pascal:
stop maptool

Pascal:
just

Pascal:
stop

Aristotle:
oh god

Pascal:
There

Pascal:
Everything in there loses 2 Speed CSs, and is Slowed

Pascal:
For the full turn

Aristotle:
can you walk out of the effect

Pascal:
so if you start your turn there, or enter it, from then on you're Slowed for that turn

Pascal:
You can walk out just fine

Pascal:
You'll still be slowed that turn though

Aristotle:
do you keep the 2 speed cs?

Pascal:
Only for the rest of the turn

Aristotle:
shiiit

Pascal:
They reset after that

Aristotle:
aight

Aristotle:
Aristotle's Speed falls -2 stages! 12

Myia:
Myia's Speed falls -2 stages! 12

Pascal:
well at least it helps lower evasion

Pastis:
"This may be problematic from now on. I hope you did not seal yourself in..."
Apollo has received initiative.
Aristotle has received initiative.
Aristotle has received initiative.

Pastis:
wait why are they 11

Pastis:
they should be 23

Pastis:
12*

Pastis:
ooooohhhh

Pastis:
the Initiative is using the old CSs

Aristotle:
oh

Aristotle:
derp
Aristotle has received initiative.

Pastis:
ficksed

Aristotle:
9 A quake of psychic energy form arounds the first fire breather!

Aristotle:
Psywave: 2

Apollo:
Apollo uses 1 AP!

Apollo:
Slap me

Apollo:
every time I forget to subtract it before I attack

Apollo:
Oh I rolled a 6side

Aristotle:
2 supposed to be 1d4

Aristotle:
doesn't even matter

Pastis:
well that changed naught

Parhelion:
At which Pokman

Aristotle:
parry

Parhelion:
welp

Aristotle:
take ye 20 dmg

Parhelion:
The psychic blast closes in on Parhelion, but the Pokemon doesn't look threatened. It just sits there and takes it...and nothing happens. The waves bounce off the Pokemon

Parhelion:
holyshit what is happening to my omputer

Parhelion:
It's just been freezing up nonstop

Apollo:
"Hmm... no effect huh." He whispers to himself.
Myia has received initiative.

Myia:
would that burst thing effect me if I were 3m up

Pastis:
It would

Myia:
Just trying to clarify

Myia:
aight

Myia:
A zippity zap, the tentacles point at the same target the mime tried to hit, but this time with a jolt of electricity! (Shock Wave)

Parhelion:
Roll for possible crit

Myia:
19

Myia:
nah

Parhelion:
close

Parhelion:
It's a hit!

Myia:
2d8+10 | 44

Parhelion:
...god dammit agi

Myia:
not bad

Parhelion:
Not bad, but wrong

Parhelion:
It's 43; the Attack macros take in combat stages

Parhelion:
and calculate them themselves for some reason

Parhelion:
So 16 > 19 instead of 16 > 20

Myia:
my one damage

Myia:
There's a lot of fixes that we need for these macros

Myia:
not very large ones but numerous

Parhelion:
Parhelion took heavy damage!

Apollo:
Apollo nods along with the confirmed hit. "Alright, alright, nice work!"

Parhelion:
The fiery duskball hovers in the air, hurt, but not badly. It launches a torrent of flame at Myia! 10

Myia:
Ouch

Parhelion:
Damage: 46, Special

Parhelion:
Neutral to her

Myia:
Myia took 28 damage.

Parhelion:
those also calc in the CSs incorrectly

Parhelion:
but I don't care enough right now

Parhelion:
it's all Agi's fault

Myia:
lets just finish the battle

Myia:
and then we can yell at agi

Parhelion:
indeed

Parhelion:
Oh

Parhelion:
Myia is trapped in a Vortex The Whirlwind

Parhelion:
Cause that was Fire Spin

Myia:
noted how much do i take

Parhelion:
Vor tex: While in a Vortex, the target is Slowed, Trapped, and loses 1/10th of its Max Hit Points at the beginning of each turn. At the end of each turn, the user may roll 1d20 to end all of these effects; during the first turn, they must roll a 20 or higher to dispel the vortex. The DC is lowered by 6 each following turn, automatically wearing off on the fifth turn (20, 14, 8, 2, Dispel)

Myia:
13

Myia:
not quite

Pascal:
The dragon can attack now! It can't reach Myia with its breath, but it aims for the mime! 6

Pascal:
Damage: 30, Special

Pascal:
you uh

Pascal:
take no damage

Aristotle:
im a fairy

Aristotle:
neat

Aristotle:
Hat man tries to fend for cover before the dragon's breath rubs off the edges of his clothes
Apollo has received initiative.
Aristotle has received initiative.

Pastis:
"...eh? Strange...Parhelion, all out attack."

Apollo:
"W-wha? Nothing happened?!"

Pastis:
"That makes one for both of us."

Aristotle:
Mime here decides to create a fire of his own and warps around his little finger before fleeing the scene. (Mimic: Whatever attack Pascal used)

Aristotle:
Is that fire thing still behind me

Pastis:
It's steam, and yeah

Pastis:
Which move did you Mimic

Aristotle:
Guess that's as far as I can move

Pastis:
The breathy thing or the steamy thing

Aristotle:
Breathy

Aristotle:
I think it's only the last move it used

Pastis:
Nah, that's Copycat

Aristotle:
oh, that's interesting

Pastis:
Mimic is any Move they've used this encounter, and you learn it for the rest of the encounter

Aristotle:
but yeah breath

Pastis:
You do not automatically use it though

Aristotle:
Yeah, just fluff for the mimic
Myia has received initiative.

Myia:
Mee YAH kinda floats off to retreat as well, with a familiar power bending from before.

Myia:
(Calm Mind)

Myia:
Myia's SpAttack rises 1 stage! 22

Myia:
Myia's SpDefense rises 0 stages! 18

Pastis:
eh

Myia:
wat

Pastis:
maybe not 0

Pastis:
that might not be your intention

Myia:
Myia's SpDefense rises 1 stage! 21

Myia:
hmm

Myia:
are my cs and stats right for this

Myia:
I can't fucking tell

Myia:
Myia's stats were reset.

Myia:
Myia's Speed falls -2 stages! 12

Myia:
Myia's SpAttack rises 2 stages! 22

Myia:
Myia's SpDefense rises 2 stages! 25

Myia:
thought technically the steam effect isn't on her since she floated above the walls

Myia:
Myia's Speed rises 2 stages! 15

Myia:
goddamn

Myia:
Thrice u there?

Pastis:
yeah

Pastis:
You're good for now

Parhelion:
Take the Fire Spin damage

Parhelion:
Or did you long ago I don't know

Myia:
im starting to get a bit pressed for time so speedy quickness may be needed

Myia:
havn't yet

Myia:
Myia loses 8 hit points.

Parhelion:
Another blast o' fire! 0

Parhelion:
but not a successful one

Myia:
Fire blazin'

Pascal:
Pascal stays where he is, shaking violently, with a FWOOOOOOO sound escaping from the hose-tail on his back...

Aristotle:
aw shit he's powering up
Apollo has received initiative.
Aristotle has received initiative.

Pascal:
I'm also getting pressed for time

Pascal:
Gotta leave in 40 minutes

Aristotle:
gimme dat dragon attack

Pascal:
because wok

Pascal:
It's Dragonbreath

Aristotle:
shootin' parth

Pascal:
Move: Dragon Breath Type: Dragon Frequency: EOT AC: 2 Damage Base 6: 2d6+8 / 15 Class: Special Range: 6, 1 Target Effect: Dragon Breath Paralyzes the Target on 15+. Contest Type: Cool Contest Effect: Exhausting Act

Aristotle:
2 Bwah!

Aristotle:
mother fuck dammit

Parhelion:
The un-sun shines unbrightly, getting in Aris' un-eyes, and causing the attack to miss...
Myia has received initiative.

Myia:
Round 2 for sparks, 11 crit check

Myia:
at parth

Parhelion:
'at's a 'it

Myia:
parh

Parhelion:
obv

Myia:
2d8+10 | 49

Parhelion:
Parhelion took heavy damage!

Parhelion:
The injury lowered the Speed stat!

Myia:
Myia loses 8 hit points.

Myia:
The injury lowered the Speed stat!

Parhelion:
You uh

Parhelion:
Roll to get out of that at the start of your turn

Myia:
oh

Myia:
fuck

Myia:
12

Myia:
nerp

Parhelion:
Yeah this was the second turn of it I think

Parhelion:
A tremendous blast of flame from the unsun! Towards tottle 12

Parhelion:
Damage: 54, Special

Myia:
is that aoe

Parhelion:
No

Parhelion:
It would deal 5 damage to Myia but she's not cardinally adjacent s oyou're good

Parhelion:
It's fiyah typed obviously

Aristotle:
Aristotle took 34 damage.

Aristotle:
The injury lowered the Special Attack stat!

Aristotle:
Ouch

Parhelion:
that's, no, good, etc

Aristotle:
p-pls

Pascal:
Pascal can't hold the pressure back anymore! It unleashes a torrent of water toward Aristotle! 1

Pascal:
you are a lucky man

Aristotle:
sheesh
Apollo has received initiative.
Aristotle has received initiative.

Aristotle:
EOT dammit

Aristotle:
Gonna try and bury the one guy in glass

Aristotle:
Barrier (x2)

Pascal:
diiiiiiicks

Aristotle:
and here i will lay
Myia has received initiative.

Myia:
Shock check 1

Pastis:
"That....is unfortunate."

Myia:
thank god

Parhelion:
mip

Parhelion:
Carry on my wayward son

Myia:
2d8+10 | 44

Parhelion:
Parhelion took heavy damage!

Myia:
How does block terrain work again?

Myia:
With like targeting moves

Parhelion:
oh...oh god

Myia:
Can I like make a in character grab

Parhelion:
I did not realize how insane this was

Parhelion:
You can't target through blockingterrain

Myia:
with mime to catch the ghostie guy

Parhelion:
But in any case

Parhelion:
The unsung sun starts to fall..but before it does, it explodes into a radiantly dark energy, which seeps into Myia!

Parhelion:
Move: Memento Type: Dark Frequency: Scene x1 AC: None Class: Status Range: 8, 1 Target, Trigger, Free Action Effect: Memento may be used as a Free Action that does not consume a Command action when the user becomes Fainted. Memento’s target has each of their stats lowered by -2 CS. Contest Type: Tough Contest Effect: Big Show

Myia:
ouch

Myia:
Myia's Attack falls -2 stages! 1

Myia:
Myia's Defense falls -2 stages! 8

Myia:
Myia's SpAttack falls -2 stages! 16

Myia:
Myia's SpDefense falls -2 stages! 18

Myia:
Myia's Speed falls -2 stages! 10

Myia:
is accuracy in that

Myia:
Myia loses 8 hit points.
Thrice:
I...don't know, but I'll say no for now
Thrice:
roll for it

Myia:
1

Myia:
nerp
Thrice:
You roll before you take the damage, and do it at the start of the turn
Thrice:
for future reference

Myia:
ohh, gotcha

Myia:
i'll keep that in mind

Myia:
(Well. At least you're cozy with me!)

Pascal:
Pascal attacks one of the barriers, after his Trainer recalls his buddy

Pascal:
7 A blast of flamingness!

Aristotle:
MUH GLASS

Pascal:
Damage: 22, Physical

Pascal:
that is wrong

Pascal:
Damage: 45, Special

Barrier 1:
-5 HP

Barrier 3:
same

Barrier 4:
same
Apollo has received initiative.
Aristotle has received initiative.

Barrier 4:
I have to leave in 20 minutes pls hurry

Aristotle:
k

Aristotle:
Ari skips his turn cuz dicks

Barrier 4:
And save the log too

Barrier 4:
Why does he have to skip

Myia:
hes got nothing to use

Myia:
because blocks

Myia:
unless that small gap is enough

Barrier 4:
he could try and jump on top of them

Aristotle:
fuck im gonna die but WHATEV

Barrier 4:
though uh

Barrier 4:
they're 2 meters tall

Barrier 4:
Though with a running start I think it works

Aristotle:
lets give it a run

Aristotle:
any rolls?

Barrier 4:
Nah, just barely

Aristotle:
im standing on #4

Aristotle:
19 using ap dragons for dragons

Aristotle:
mother fucker

Barrier 4:
mip

Aristotle:
no crits

Aristotle:
but para

Pascal:
Wait how does it not crit

Pascal:
You got a 20

Apollo:
Apollo uses 1 AP!

Apollo:
oh forget me then

Pascal:
20 - 1, only the natural roll matters

Aristotle:
2d6+8 | 40

Pascal:
Pascal took heavy damage!

Aristotle:
A wave of familiar fire emits from the hands of the mime, perfectly conducted to fire back at the origin!

Aristotle:
that damage

Myia:
4[

Myia:
I don't know if i make it

Pascal:
What turn is thi--round 6, I'll say you're good

Myia:
gonna float to the same height as the mime

Pascal:
The hydra takes some damage, but not enough to knock it down a notch!
Myia has received initiative.

Myia:
3 crit check

Pascal:
ur gud

Myia:
2d8+10 | 38

Pascal:
the hydra is probably fucked

Pascal:
Pascal took severe damage!

Myia:
holy

Pascal:
w-what

Pascal:
that...that isn't right

Pascal:
that isn't right at all

Myia:
are you still alive

Pascal:
It i

Pascal:
s

Pascal:
But like

Myia:
fuck

Pascal:
that was WAY too much damage

Pascal:
Pascal took major damage!

Pascal:
that's more accurate

Pascal:
The injury lowered the Accuracy stat!
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Myia:
n-no

Pascal:
The dino staggers toward the barriers, and shoots a blast of fire at Myia! 5

Pascal:
Damage: 54, Special

Aristotle:
Ari throws his arms out as wide as he can as a barrier shifts across in front of Miya!

Aristotle:
(Wide Guard)

Aristotle:
i think that's how it works anyway

Pascal:
It is, you're good

Pascal:
Pascal stomps around, water gushing out of his tail

Myia:
Maya flinches behind the fire before realizing the flames are put out by the help of the mime.

Myia:
shock test 11

Pastis:
"Oh! That was...useful. Very useful."
Apollo has received initiative.
Aristotle has received initiative.

Pascal:
You hit

Apollo:
"Yes! Great teamwork guys!"

Myia:
2d8+10 | 36

Pascal:
Pascal took major damage!

Aristotle:
(Very close call.)

Pascal:
The hydrant is zapped once more, and falls to the ground with a FLOOSH!

Myia:
(Yeah! Thanks for the save~)

Apollo:
"Gah! Is everyone alright?" Apollo rushes down the field to tend to the damages given.

Apollo:
didnt expect this to take so long lol

Apollo:
no wonder you wanted to start early

Pastis:
The calm man smirks and claps, before typing something into a PDA, "An interesting outcome. I fully expected you to lose, whether or not I held back. You've exceeded my expectations, Apollo."

Pastis:
Yeah I thought the battle wouldn't take long

Pastis:
If there is any more RP to be done we can do it once I get back from work if you're still around

Pastis:
I'll probably be off around 12

Apollo:
Alright, we'll continue when you get back to wrap it up

Apollo:
I'mma save the log

Apollo:
http://pastebin.com/k7MCKg2S

[Thrice's Full Log post omitted]

Pastis:
oh god

Pastis:
oh god oh god

Pastis:
I just posted

Pastis:
the entire log

Apollo:
tje entire

Apollo:
log

Pastis:
up to this point

Pastis:
http://pastebin.com/07kYKmCP

Apollo:
aight you got it

Apollo:
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Apollo:
ayo

Pastis:
ANYWAY WIK WOK

Apollo:
thanks 4 zee session

Apollo:
see u l8r
You have disconnected.
Emergency has connected.
Thrice has connected.
Agi has connected.
Emergency2:
I require kill
Agi is disconnected.
Emergency is disconnected.
You have disconnected.
Thrice has connected.
Emergency:
Did you want the battles to be a surprise
Emergency:
I haven't really mentioned them to anyone

Pastis:
Yeh sure

Pastis:
I assume Agi knows tho

Apollo:
He might have a clue about it, but I never directly told him

Apollo:
Likewise when Tirk asked what I did for the prologue

Apollo:
It seems like I'm the only one doing one (sad)

Pastis:
I won't force people to

Pastis:
oh right

Apollo:
I had a lot of fun and I think my RPing improved a bit

Pastis:
your Pokemon gained 23 Experience each

Apollo:
Oh sweet

Aristotle:
Aristotle gained 23 experience! (423) Level 20

Myia:
Myia gained 23 experience! (423) Level 20

Pastis:
this guy had a shitty, shitty life

Pastis:
he specializes in fire

Pastis:
then his little sister comes along and is a dick

Apollo:
Did he burn down his old place

Pastis:
and uses water

Apollo:
Oh, poor guy

Pastis:
the poorest of the poor

Apollo:
I'm glad I met Pastis over the other peeps

Apollo:
Easy to get along with

Apollo:
I guess I'll throw down the rest of the RPing fluff

Apollo:
You just got home though, you feeling for it?

Pastis:
I could do some, though I should sleep at some point soon

Pastis:
I have work at 2

Apollo:
I won't be writing novels at you, I gotta sleep too, just wanted to wrap up everything

Apollo:
The EXP is appreciated

Apollo:
Apollo reaches down to give positive feedback to his assistants. "Great job you guys! Now come here so I can heal your wounds." The doctor waves over his worthy opponent. "That was quite the battle."

Apollo:
Apollo uses 2 AP!

Apollo:
The injury lowered the Special Attack stat!

Apollo:
The injury lowered the Special Attack stat!

Apollo:
.........

Pastis:
hip hop the hip to the hoppo

Apollo:
Glad I don't need those today

Apollo:
The injury lowered the Special Attack stat!

Apollo:
...............

Apollo:
Apollo uses 1 AP!

Apollo:
You've got to be shitting me
Pastis: (( As a sidenote I'll make Vitalist Scene x2; just remember the frequency restriction on it. It WAS Scene, but since it's a Full Action it should be okay ))

Pastis:
"Yes...as I said, I did not expect you to win. I admit, I might not be as skilled a Trainer as my little sister, but I am no slouch...even if I kept my hand concealed, for the most part."

Apollo:
"I'm quite surprised myself, even with your guns still holstered, I found your team quite threatening." Smoke vapors fall from out of his clothing and while he speaks. The wounds of the surrounding Pokemon fade away. "You had one more in your ball, please allow me to tend to their wounds."

Pastis:
"...are you sure you're quite all right? I don't think you need to go to such lengths at the moment." Pastis returns his fainted pokman, "And certainly not for another's. I have access to healing centers...I wouldn't see you collapse for something I can fix myself."

Apollo:
Despite the increased smoke and couple muffled laughs, Apollo stands up. "H-hrk, haha of course! This is the line of duty I chose. This battle was truly and experience and I'm so relieved that I have surpassed your expectations. Color me honored!"

Apollo:
and a couple muffled coughs*

Apollo:
20 22 Hatman/Jellyfish

Apollo:
Apollo uses 2 AP!

Pastis:
..huh...

Aristotle:
Aristotle is healed and gains 40 hit points.

Pastis:
Why is the injury macro not lowering your max hp

Myia:
Myia is healed and gains 44 hit points.

Apollo:
Healed up! Recovered -31 HP.

Apollo:
dammit agi

Apollo:
huh

Apollo:
wait what

Apollo:
you just had to...heal yourself

Apollo:
to lose the hp

Apollo:
lel

Apollo:
how appopriate

Pastis:
"I do think you will be a very useful asset to those who join you, with talent and abilities like those..."

Apollo:
"Heh, I definitely would not decline companions." The smoke wiggles between the medic's hand swatting away the gaseous material. "Well, I do hope to see you again. Is there anything else you need?"
tirkeyKujo has connected.

Pastis:
"No, you're free from my bothers. All I need now is for you to get some rest...I rather would like you to show up at the hotel, and it would be preferable were you alive..."

Apollo:
"I swear if you give me... about 15 minutes, I will be packed and you can lay me somewhere in the hotel to ensure I won't miss it. But rest assured, I will be there! I wouldn't want you to waste your time coming to my home for nothing." With a casual blow of smoke to encase his arms and legs, the former limping has appeared to stop.

Apollo:
pretty sure I don't have enough AP for this, but screw the rules for RP

Apollo:
Glad to know which flippin' injuries I needed to get rid of, SpA, SpA, or SpA

Pastis:
"...are you sure you're from around here? I've heard of those in Iornia who can perform such feats...I believe one may be a Gym Leader, even. This sort of thing is quite rare in Tudari, however."

Apollo:
"As far as my birth certificate goes, I've lived her all my life. I'd tell you to ask my mom about it, but she's in some submarine somewhere..." He smiles a bit knowing he left the more prominent influence in his life out of the statement. "Maybe one day I'll have enough to travel over to Iornian lands, perhaps even ask if they know the sources of my untraditional ways here in Tudari."

Apollo:
here*

Apollo:
He smiles a bit despite knowing*

Pastis:
"Is that so? Well, it isn't unheard of, I suppose. In that case, I shall see you at the Reigning King Hotel, on Monday. Sir Agares shall be there as well, if you've forgotten."

Apollo:
"Haha, you bet. I look forward to seeing both Mr. Agares, yourself, as well as any others who will hopefully turn up." He says farewell to the official before exhaling some more haze. "Not your typical job interview I suppose. But I think I nailed it!" He and his Pokemon return inside his apartment awaiting the nearest Monday to arrive soon.