Throw Down

[defiantstand.livejournal.com]

Who: The Dai Gurren Dan - Johto Division, Part-Timers, New Applicants & Just Anyone Nearby [Open]
Where: Ruins of Alph
When: Mid-Morning, After this
Summary: Ever seen a lynch mob? How about a lynch mob armed with cute and fuzzy monsters that seem like the spawn of Godzilla?
Rating: PG-13 Cause Kamina swears A LOT
Log:
For some of the more cynical recruits to the team, the victory at Violet City was perhaps a shocking affair at best. Countless Unown had surrounded the city and the crystalline growth was easily pushing its way into the more densely populated parts.

Whatever drove the mysterious Pokémon, it clearly had not predicted that so many would assemble to make a stand against them. In no time at all, a half-dozen trainers set upon the invaders with their partners; roaring fire, crackling lightning -a maelstrom of elements and dazzling powers lightning the periphery of the city. And in the end, when the last of the aggravated Symbol pokémon had been routed, their cheers resounded loudly before they continued with their task.

They set upon Route 32, making swift progress toward the ruins they'd all been told held the source of this calamity. Along the way, the stopped only once to camp for the night and otherwise turning back the tides of Unown they encountered. Finally as the morning slowly began to give into the afternoon, the gathering of heroes stood at the edge of the Ruins of Alph, their chosen leader offering a smirk as his cape blew in the wind.

"OI! LISTEN UP DAI GURREN DAN!"

It was dramatic speech time for Kamina as he took a few steps ahead of the group, turning to face them as he thrust his hand toward the sky. "You all know why we're here! It ain't fear of this growth or what it can do or anything like that! To some of us, this sorta stuff -makin' a stand and doin' what we believe in is natural! To the rest of us, it's a new deal." He gives a momentary pause.

"This ain't just a fight here -whether we're planning to stay or lookin' for a way back to wherever; THIS is our home for now! It's a home that-" Sadly, as much as he was one for giving speeches, it seemed that the aggravated denizens of the ruins weren't taking so well to a large ham a guy like him doing anything cool or dramatic. As he'd been speaking, a trio of them floated by and with a brilliant flash, unleashed a powerful explosive shock wave.

Having dodged aside, Kamina raised his eyebrow at the edge of his cape; a few new scorch marks visible on the tattered edges.

"Doin' that to my cape... WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK I AM?!"

In a flash, Gurren immediately skittered down his trainer's imposing frame, letting loose with a flurry of Ember attacks before Aqua Man materialized nearby when Kamina let him out of his Pokéball.

He turned to his team again, "SPREAD OUT AND KICK THEIR ASSES!"

[OOC: Okay, notes time. Each person battling is free to either make their own thread in this post or pop into an existing one. Though the ruins are a fairly large area, it's expected that trainers and their pokémon will be shifting about frequently. There's A LOT of Unown to thrash here, so thread-hopping is okay. This way everyone can interact with each other, battle and most importantly, get some good CR going with people your pup might not normally get a chance to hang out with.

I wanna take the moment to thank Seve for the suggestion on how to structure this thread. And uhm, I think that's the big part of it. Have fun, guys!]



Op Status: Yup, jinxed himself. Op is back, but will probably be slow due to figuring out what's going on with his car.

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[foolishwren]

It had been a long night.

A long night of running, yelling, and kicking ass, that was. It had been a good long while since Heather had done anything like that-- with other people. It was... exhausting, exhilarating, and it... sort of reminded her of the old days, back when she'd been running around causing trouble with her old gang of bad influences.

Except the difference was, this time they were saving a city.

And that was pretty damn cool.


THIS, on the other hand... anticipation was filling her stomach like a million mentally-challenged butterflies and she wasn't too sure she liked that feeling. Fighting in a big group like this was something she wasn't used to (and sort of explained why she'd been failing so hard at training her Pokemon)-- she was used to going solo.

But-- NO TIME TO THINK!

PREPARE TO FIGHT THE HORDE.

As the flurries of Unown shared a collective 'wtf?' at Kamina's dramatic speech and came whirling down to fight the intruders, Heather bit her lip and pointed forward. The Furret at her feet got the message instantly and dove forward into the fray, needly teeth bared and hackles a-bristlin'. ... The Growlithe, on the other hand, snuffed excitedly and stared up at Heather with a big doofy dog grin.

"... No-- Cooj, GET! I-- .... forget it."

Dropping down on one knee briefly, Heather grabbed up a piece of rubble. Fine, she'd just fight HER way for the moment. Much better. Holding it aloft, she-- ... wait. Something was missing. You couldn't be part of a ragtag gang of fighters against a powerful opposing force and just be quiet. She'd been raised on too much classic literature to think that!

So...

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!!"

[defiantstand.livejournal.com]

The sound of Heather's battle cry was joined an almost deafening roar -a mix of both Kamina and his Gyarados as the pair came rushing into battle alongside the girl. It was a wide-open brawl at this point, everything that wasn't an Unown versus well... the mob of Unowns.

Making the entrance even more dramatic was the ease that the massive serpent dispatched a pair of the symbols with an impressive Twister attack.

And the follow-up? Kamina himself jumped off Aqua Man's back flipping in mid-air and coming down with a resounding 'thud' on one of the Unowns!

"HOPE YOU BASTARDS GOT YER BAGS! WE'RE SENDIN' YA PACKING!!"

Not looking to be outdone by his trainer, Gurren came skittering out from seemingly nowhere, hurling little Swift stars at the little black shapes in the air. Sadly, it probably came out more pet-grade-cute than menacing. But in the Quilava's defense, he was doing some damage.

[foolishwren]

Joined? Little more like drowned out-- Heather's vocal chords couldn't hope to compete with a Gyarados, and when the huge dragonsnake barreled past her, she actually paused for a second.

.... Wow.

Okay.

She really needed to get some bigger Pokemon.

Hefting the piece of rubble once more, she let out a louder yell than before, and charged forward.

Arty was more or less a whirl of needly little claws and bristled fur, and despite the swiftness of the Unowns, she seemed to be doing pretty damn well against them-- and when she spotted Gurren, well. Deathweasels had to stick together, so she chittered rapidly at him, winding her way over through the fray to help him out.

Every Weasel Was Kung-Fu Fighting?

[defiantstand.livejournal.com]

The chittering was mildly distracted, but the Quilava seemed more than happy to welcome the company. Commenting back in the eldritch language of the death weasels, he expressed a certain degree of appreciation for the back up. More Unown came swarming in from every direction and before Gurren could react properly, he was back to back with Arty. To an onlooker, it would almost be amusing to see the two not-quite-ferrets in fighting stances.

Gurren whipped out his miniature version of Kamina's shades and propped them up on his face before chittering something to Arty. At least in their eldritch tongue, it was probably something along the lines of "I'll scatter them" or something like that, because he immediately broke forward toward the mob winding up and then unleashing an impressive(For his size anyway) Lava Plume, forcing an opening in line surrounding them.

Meanwhile, Kamina had just thrown a solid right-cross and floored one of the floating symbols, chuckling with amusement at Heather's charge, "Oi! OI! Don't wear yerself down too quickly! We're gonna be at this all day!"

Those Mustelines were Fast as Lightniiiiinng!

[foolishwren]

When standing on her hing legs, Arty looked... incredibly out of place. It came with that whole 'slinky encased in fur' body-type. But stand they both did, and when Gurren put on his bitchin' shades, she gave him as incredulous a look as a wtferret could manage. She needed to get her some of those!

Offering him an affirming chirp, she dove out of the way. And when the Lava Plume blasted a hole in the lineup, she bulled into part of the remaining line, scattering them like ninepins.

Heather wasn't too sure about taking her chances when it came to hitting these things with her bare hands, but it wouldn't be the first time she'd played the opportunist and used whatever was lying around.

"I think you'll find I've got PLENTY of stamina when it comes to chaotic violence!" she shot back with a wolfish grin. Sure, she might not have participated in an all-out battle like this before... BUT she'd spent more than a full day in an otherworldly town ravaged by monsters and been on her feet the whole time, so she didn't have many doubts about her ability to keep fighting!

[overthedratini.livejournal.com]

((OOC: Gonna have to do regular action threads for now since I gotta go somewhere, but if anyone wants to switch to third later on that's cool with me. Now let's do this. o/))

[Johan will have been out for the... third? day running, smashing Unown with not only his own party, but some of Kay's as well-- So when he sees a whole parade of people charging at the area, needless to say, he's a little surprised. His Gyarados, Drifloon, and Venonat, as well Kay's Murkrow, Noctowl, and Gengar, on the other hand, are a little busy with the Unown.]

... Who are-- What are you--

[He stops to issue a command to a few of the Pokemon, and as he does, he figures... Yeah, it's probably obvious WHAT they're doing here, and why. Ignoring some Unown coming up behind him, Johan throws out an arm and raises his voice to get their attention.]

Listen-- Have any of you seen anything suspicious--!? Did you see anything on the way here--!?

[foolishwren]

<sub>[It was probably pretty safe to say that a big parade of various young people and their brightly-colored fighting machines pets was a fairly show-stopping sight to anyone who wasn't expecting it. And it was also probably safe to say that poor Johan's hollering wasn't enough to penetrate the loudness of the battle.]

[But there's a loud CLUNK and one of the Unowns went whizzing dizzily out of the main fray and past Johan-- with a Heather hot on its heels, a chunk of now-slightly-crystallized rubble in her hands.]</sub>

BOO-YA-- ... oh--!

<sub>[It was the blue-haired guy! John! ... Joe? ... JOHAN.]

[... CUE AWKWARD MID-BATTLE GESTURE OF GREETING.]</sub>

[overthedratini.livejournal.com]

... [At that, Johan will actually have to blink. That catches him off guard, enough so for him to dimly raise a hand back at her and wave in response.]

-- Wait! You're... Heather, right--?!

[foolishwren]

_{[Heather responded with an adrenaline-fueled grin. Fighting kind of got her blood pumping, even if it wasn't exactly a situation to be smiling about.]}

Yeah, that's me! Johan, right?

_{[Yeah, she remembers talking to him-- and she also remembers the transmission about Kay. And she's about to open her mouth and ask if anyone's found her yet, but she's cut off by a very angry-looking letter W whistling through the air at the two of them.]}

Have y-- LOOK OUT!

[walking-the-cat.livejournal.com]

Um. . .you mean something suspicious other than the crystals?

[overthedratini.livejournal.com]

Exactly like that! Have you seen anything?

[walking-the-cat.livejournal.com]

Not really. . . [If there was anything weird it would probably be overshadowed by what's happening.]

Did something else happen?

[skullbashing.livejournal.com]

[Shinji just rolled his eyes at Kamina's speech-- He couldn't help himself. It was so... worthy of an eye roll. He found, as headed off towards the damn letter things, he really wished he had an axe to hoist over his shoulders. If not to smack them around with, just for the feeling of it.

... In any case-- Time to call out his own guys.]

Get out here and kick some real ass!

[With that, he tosses a trio of Pokeballs, and out come a Houndour, Rattata, and a Drifloon, all charging at the Unown-- and Shinji'd heading at some of the Unown himself to boot. Like Aki would let him live it down if he'd seen this and not gotten some punches in.]

[defiantstand.livejournal.com]

[As the fighting was wearing onward, Kamina eventually found his position on the frontlines drifting toward Shinji's. While his Drifloon was using a rather pathetic-looking Gust to spin a single Unown into dizziness, Aqua Man and Gurren were making good with some pretty impressive displays of elemental carnage.

A wide punch from him turns more into a clothesline, knocking a single Unown spinning before he floors it with a hit to its "head(?)".

Noticing the other trainer, he chuckles.]

Heh, not bad! Glad to see ya weren't all talk after all!

[skullbashing.livejournal.com]

Hah, that's my line! You should try talking less and doing more next time, it gets a lot more done.

[As if to prove his point, Shinji bends down and rips some of the crystal off of the ground to smack some of the Unown with it. While he's doing that, he's Houndour and Rattata are using Bite for the advantage to knock down one Unown after the other, while his own Drifloon is... not the most courageous thing in the world, but it's doing its best Constricting some of the letters. And Shinji will smack another one in the meantime.]

Now this is how you get shit done.

[defiantstand.livejournal.com]

[As if he heard the remark and took some significant offense at the implication that he was all talk, Aqua Man loosed a deafening roar before swinging his tail in a wide arc, the Aqua Tail attack sending at least a half-dozen Unown flying off into the wild blue yonder.

Kamina pauses a moment as he observes Shinji's improvised weapon skills, wondering briefly why he didn't think of that. Pushing that aside, he bellows a laugh, shuffling the idea aside for use later.]

That ain't a bad trick there!

[He whips off his cape, lashing out with it and ensnaring a pair of Unown about to use whatever weird attack they'd been using. With a solid yank, he pulls the pair toward him, jumping and taking both to school with a somewhat clumsy flying roundhouse. Continuing to make a show of things, he whipped his cape around once more, ejecting the black symbols off into the background and somehow managing to don the garment again as he lands.]

But I think I just one upp'ed ya there!

[beware-of-bears.livejournal.com]

Kirsten held Daisy's Poke Ball tightly, took a deep breath, and released the Meowth in front of her. She looked up, scratched her head, and promptly curled up at her trainer's feet.

"No."

Kirsten knelt down and picked her Pokemon up, giving the sternest look she could while trying to ignore the cat's flailing. "This isn't the time, Daisy. I know you want to sleep, but we need to help everybody. We all need to do our part, even if you don't want to. I've been training you so that we won't drag everybody else in the group down, so..." She gulped. "So please fight. All right? Mr. Kamina went to all this trouble to gather everyone."

Daisy rubbed her eyes and stopped flailing. "Meow."

Had that worked? "Good." Kirsten put her down. "Then... let's go!"

[walking-the-cat.livejournal.com]

Roger II hopped next to Daisy, patting the Meowth on the back. He uttered a few words in pokemon language, leaving the trainers out of the conversation. From the way Roger II was expressing himself though it would be easy to assume that he was trying to encourage Daisy to participate.

[beware-of-bears.livejournal.com]

The Meowth sighed and grudgingly stood up straighter. Kirsten giggled and looked forward at the sea of Unown.

"It's a little scary, isn't it?"

[walking-the-cat.livejournal.com]

Bridget wasn't scared at all. To him is was just a bunch of pretty crystals. The only scary thing about it was that it was an obstacle course to walk around.

"It is?"

[boobie-lady.livejournal.com]

[All of this was still terribly new to Litchi, but the fact remained that Kamina was right -- this place was their new home, and definitely did need to be defended. Her own team of Pokemon was still new and most likely terribly weak compared to the others, but they still had to give it their all.

Of the three Pokeballs she had at her hip, she only sent out two. Mainly because that Drifloon was still causing trouble with the other two. Her Grimer and fresh-out-of-the-cocoon Butterfree both stood to attention.]

Alright, you two. Let's give it our best shot!

[They might not be the strongest Pokemon, but if it comes right down to it... she's prepared to back them up herself.]

[skullbashing.livejournal.com]

... Some goo and a butterfly?

You sure you're up to this?

[... Not that he can talk. He's got a dog, a mouse, and a balloon out there.]

[boobie-lady.livejournal.com]

[Before Litchi can say anything, the Grimer takes offense and starts letting out little huffs of poisonous gas. And glaring at the new company. Litchi sighs.]

Renhou, behave yourself.

[She shakes her head and gives Shinjiro an almost apologetic look.] They may not look like much, but these two are tougher than they appear. Besides, I'm here to help them if need be.

[skullbashing.livejournal.com]

Are you now? Well, that's great. [Just gives the Grimer an even look, bordering a glare, then looks back to Litchi.]

Just stay out of my way and I'll do the same. There are enough of these things to go around.

[1-2-jango-zzzz.livejournal.com]

[Jango's got shaky knees and jumps at every little thing. But all said, he's THERE. And the more he and Billie Jean and even his drifloon (the gastly remains doomed to never come out except by accident or for Cobra Commander) win, the more confident he gets. Still as scared looking as he was back in Sprout Tower though.]