route_1065 | armies of the night evil taking flight

Current Location: Cherrygrove City

Entry tags:

armies of the night evil taking flight

Who: Carter Blake (

lieutenantantichrist), Cobra Commander (

cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa), Red (

ladywithnovoice, and Snake (

silentscales)!
Where: Route 46 and then later, Cherrygrove City
When: January 27th!
Summary: The Flying Fortress of Doom!
Rating: I can't imagine this goes higher than PG-13
Log:

After months of plotting, planning, vaguely hinting at things, and showing off various Pokemon attacks, the day has finally come for Cobra Commander to put his plan into action. So the first stop is Route 46 in the early morning to have his Magnezones link up with the machine. Then after that, he'll head for Cherrygrove and ensure that today will be a day the Pokemon world will never forget.

And in fact, once he's in the air, he'll activate his Pokegear and ensure that the whole world knows what happens today. Because today is a day to remember because today is the day that all his hard work finally pays off!

Probably.

{OOC: Short starter I know, but if you check out the headers below, you should have some more information for your characters!}

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As said before, the first place Cobra's heading towards after landing Skarmory is Route 46 to go check out the hiding place for the platform. And to make sure that despite their suggestions, Dist and Kato didn't add anything ridiculous or unasked for to his brilliant design. And at this point, he really doesn't remember if he asked for a guard detail or not, so if he sees any Rockets around, he's not going to be totally suspicious, but might stop to chat real quick. Yes, he has important business to attend to, but at the same time, a few minutes here or there isn't going to affect his timetable.

Snake is going to of course pretend he's not doing anything when he sees Cobra coming. He tries to look casual as his Snivy has slipped into something important-looking to do a little damage.

From what could normally be seen of Snake he was a generally good Rocket member, making liberal use of their training facilities and always bringing in higher-level pokèmon for their bosses if he hasn't taken up some other job for a while.

He had no reason to seem suspicious besides the nerves he hides behind his usual impartial expression. At least he hopes there is no other reason for him to seem suspicious.

Sure enough, there does appear to be someone up there by the machine. Cobra's not entirely sure who it is, but it's definitely a Rocket of some sort. Hmm.

“You there! What are you doing here? Who are you?”

He doesn't suspect a thing, of course, that's just how he normally addresses strangers. By demanding to know what they're doing around his stuff. Which explains why he's so popular here in the Pokemon world.

Snake wasn't expecting to be so easily caught, but then again there wasn't much cover for him here. He takes a deep breath and steps out of the shadows to reveal himself. His ekans slithers out from behind him as well.

"This is Snake, says John." He just tries to stay natural, though even when he's not his expression rarely changes much.

At first Cobra's actually not sure if he's being made fun of or not. After all, he's Cobra Commander, this guy says his name is Snake...or at least that's what he thinks he's hearing. Then again there's been so many peculiar Rockets over the years that it's really hard to tell sometimes. So he'll give him the benefit of the doubt.

“Very well then Ssssnake. Or John. Or whatever your name is! What are you doing here? Thisss location is classified!"

Not really, but close enough.

"Did sssomeone station you here?"

"Snake, corrects John." Cobra's hearing right. Snake is just an odd one. If Cobra looks a bit closer at Snake's skin, he would probably notice that it is covered in scales like a snakes'.

Snake tries to think quick, knowing that he can be in huge trouble if caught. "We're here to guard this location, says John." That seemed a reasonable enough lie. Now just to try to avoid a heart attack while they wait to see if Cobra accepts it.

If he notices, he's not saying anything. If Snake's scaly, that's his business. And just like Cobra Commander doesn't like prying into that time he had scales, he assumes Snake doesn't want it brought up either.

“I sssee. Sssecurity detail. That makes sense.”

Why wouldn't there be a security detail attached to the battle platform? He didn't ask for one, but given Dist's...being Dist, he can just assume that he assigned one to prevent anything happening to what he probably considers “his creation.”

But it's really Cobra's creation, so there.

“Very well then. You're dismissssed. I have no need for any further security.”

Snake nods at his 'boss' and slips off, thankful that, at least for the moment, he wasn't found out.

Okay, so he's not really sure what's going, but someone is getting yelled at later. Because for some reason that he doesn't understand at all, the back end of the machine sort of dropped off once he started firing, taking two of the Magnezones with it. So he's gone from six constant Zap Cannons to four. Which he can still work with. That's fine. He blew up the spa at least. That's something. Somebody's going to get screamed at for this, but it's okay. This isn't a total wash just yet. So, he's just going to continue raining down Zap Cannons on Cherrygrove because at least the rest of it's holding together.

[As usual, Blake is being mild-mannered and minding his own business when some crazy bullshit starts happening.

He cranes his head upwards at the machine in the sky and groans,] Oh, for fuck's sake.

[And now pieces are falling off and raining down, and they're big metal bastards with giant eyeballs.

Now that Blake can do something about.

He grabs a pokeball from his belt and flings it, so out comes a Rapidash. If a max-level fire unicorn can't handle this shit, nothing can.

He points to the eyeball things.] Fireball the hell out of those things!

[The horse rears up and lets out a Fire Blast.]

[Cobra was just starting to realize that everything's going to go great now. Not perfectly of course. That's impossible after part of it malfunctioned or was defective or whatever happened. But great is still pretty good. Or at least that's what he was thinking up until a giant fireball smacked into the underside of the machine.]

What? Who dares attack Cobra Commander?

[He's trying to steady himself, barking at Magnezones to keep firing but undergo evasive maneuvers, while continuing to fire. Oh, and digging out his binoculars to see who the heck is shooting at him.]

Who on earth is that idiot?

[Why he's even asking is beyond him. It hasn't really occurred to him that nobody in the air can answer him and nobody on the ground can probably hear him.

Maybe he should've asked Dist to build in a speaker system.]

[That's fine, because Blake is also shouting at somebody who can't hear him.] Asshole! Get down here and fight this pony like a man!

[The sight of the fireball smacking into the metal hide of the thing makes him bark in triumph.]

Fireball it some more! And get those magnet bastards!

[The Rapidash, who is used to idiosyncratic commands by now, indeed turns her Fire Blast on those magnet bastards.]

[Why does this keep happening? Shouldn't it run out of PP or something? Oh wait, it doesn't work that way.]

Evassssive manuevers! Evas-

[And one of those fireballs impacts the Magnezone for a critical hit, so that's all kinds of bad.]

No, you idiot! Dodge! Dodge!

[How it's supposed to do that while it's connected to the platform, Cobra has no idea, but it should!

It's not going to though.]

[Blake crows like a true self-satisfied bastard.] Got you, you little twerp!

[He points up in the sky.] Inferno the son of a bitch!

[And here comes a whole new variety of horsefire.]

[And suddenly both Magnezones are on fire! Oh no!]

Thisss can't be happening!

[Unfortunately it is, and now one of them's fainted, which is sort of causing the machine to list to one side now. Which exposes the other Magnezones for anyone looking to score yet another direct hit.]

[You mean Blake kicking your magnets' fat ferrite asses? Cause that is happening.]

Finish it off, horse!

[The Rapidash gives him a look. Blake holds his hands up and corrects himself a little testily.]

Excuse me. Finish it off Lady B.

[There. Is being polite so hard?

With a flick of her hoof, the horse rears back and fires a solid cone of flame at the mass of Magnezones.]

[And the other Magnezone is knocked out too! And now that it's unbalanced it sends Cobra, spiraling off, hopefully out of Blake's firing range. And if Blake listens carefully, he might be able to hear Cobra Commander yelling and screaming over the fact that this is even happening. Because he's being pretty loud about it.

Nothing really specific, just lots of loud angry noises coming from that device as it moves out of range.]

[Blake won't hear that, as he's too busy cackling triumphantly like an asshole. He pats his horse heartily on the neck.]

Get outta my sky and stay out!

This isn't good. This isn't good at all. Between the malfunction earlier, or at least what he hopes is a malfunction, and Blake's damage, he's basically down to two Magnezones and whatever's left of the platform at this point. And yet he's still trying to fire Zap Cannons down into Cherrygrove City from the remains of his battle station of terror (patent pending). He's managed to get away from that crazy police officer, which is good, but the right hit at the right time and his brief reign of terror is over.

Well. Define "hit".

Down from some of the buildings, a certain redhead is watching the chaos with steely eyes. At the right moment, she nods to her Gardevoir. That's why, out of nowhere, a pair of figures suddenly teleport onto Cobra Commander's platform. And one of them aims a straight punch right at his helmeted head.

That's, of course, Red. If looks could kill...

Okay, he really really wasn't expecting people to suddenly APPEAR on his ridiculous battle platform out of nowhere. So Cobra Commander's getting punched and falling backward against the glass or plastic or whatever the windshield is, and he's so glad he demanded that because otherwise he would've fallen off and that would've been terrible.

“What are you doing, you idiot?”

He pushes himself off the windshield and takes a swing at Red, and um...look, between stuff falling off, Blake's attack, and then Cobra Commander falling all over the place, this is hardly the most stable arena for a fistfight, so everyone involved should probably be watching their step right about now.

It really isn't the best place for a fist fight. Wow, someone's really let their floating fortress of doom go.

Red ducks away from the hit, her own unsteadiness corrected by the Gardevoir keeping an eye on her. Instead of a verbal answer, Cobra will find someone yelling in his head. ::You're the obnoxious scumbag who's the idiot! You're lucky I don't kick you straight out of this tasteless slab of metal!::

The good thing about having a Psychic type translate all your rage for you? It leaves the hands free and keeps her from being out of breath. Another 'mon is released, a tiny little Chatot that immediately perches on her shoulder. And if Cobra doesn't do anything, it's immediately going to burst out with a Sing.

It's times like these that Cobra Commander really really really wishes the concept of firearms had taken off here. Because if he had his laser pistol...okay odds are it'd miss, but at least he could try and shoot this idiot in the face. And why are there thoughts in his head now? He didn't ask for those! Rude. It's not like he...actually, he probably doesn't have any room to talk about anything given that he's in the process of raining lasery death (okay not death, more like lasery KOs) down on Cherrygrove. And why is that bird singing? What is the point?

“Stop trying to disstract me with that pointlessss Pokemon!”

Yeah, he's just going to try and throw another punch again. Because that is clearly a winning strategy today.

So no effect on him. Well, there's one thing she knows it will effect. The Chatot flaps away to land onto the Gardevoir and the pair teleport away, leaving Red to deal with being punched. If anything, she just looks more enraged. Stubborn jackass, the things she'll do to him-

While her Pokemon focus on using Sing against the Magnezones outside- this thing is going down one way or another- she gives a kick towards his knees.

Well, one the one hand Cobra's happy his punch actually landed, since that's pretty rare. He's way more used to being the guy who gets punched. On the other hand, he's not very happy about having his legs kicked out from under him, so he just sort of faceplants onto the platform, which causes it shake around a bit.

“You'll pay for that, you...”

He's trying to get to his feet, but there's plenty of time to land another blow before he does so.

Oh, there's no need to worry about that. Remember those boots she promised, Cobra? She's wearing them.

There's another hard kick going right for his face again.

Hopefully those are some tough boots since Cobra's face is covered by whatever metal that thing's made out of.

But regardless of what happens there, the kick connects sending Cobra's head back along with the rest of him and now he's sort of teetering on the edge of the platform.

One good hit's probably all it'll take to knock him off of it. And since he's got a parachute, it's not like he can fall to his death or anything like that.

So turns out that even with steel toed boots, kicking a metal helmet hurts. She has to take a second to clutch her foot, hissing. Before Cobra can recover, however, out of nowhere swoops the hero Cherrygrove deserves- a certain Chatot going straight for a Peck against Cobra's helmet in order to try and drive him off.

Chatot used Peck! It's super effective! And by that it means it's enough to send Cobra teetering over the edge with a scream! ...where he manages to cling to a Magnezone and is sort of unbalancing the whole thing now. He'll fall off pretty soon and end up parachuting down right into a bunch of angry police officers...but now might be the appropriate time to escape the platform since it's sort of attempting to barrel roll now.

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armies of the night evil taking flight

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LOCKED TO CARTER BLAKE

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LOCKED TO RED

Sorry it took so long!

Oh look these keywords are actually accurate for once.

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