Set in the original region of Arciel, Legends Rising is a route-inspired, but not strictly route-based, Pokemon roleplay. Pick a faction, pick a class, and strike out into the wild to take on the League, master Contest coordination, research the mysteries of Pokemon and Arciel, and much, much more. Will you be a classic trainer? A criminal? A farmer? Choose your destiny on Legends Rising.
Shit shit shit shit shit. The Pokeball snapped open and dumped its contents before cracking in two. The Heatmor turned to flee, and Gabe scrambled to grab another Pokeball, a specialty Fast Ball that just might have the umph capable of snagging it.
Lizbeth, meanwhile, was busy dealing with baby Pokemon that… had taken one look at her and decided she was clearly the parent here. Looking back towards Gabe, Liz made a disgruntled face.
The series of profanities and swearing that escaped from Gabe as the Fast ball broke and the Heatmor escaped was so dramatic that all Lizbeth could do was snicker. The baby Pokemon watching with her joined in, not fully understanding what was actually funny. Howl whined a little, clearly distraught that Gabe was actually upset about this but having no idea how to handle it. By the time Gabe was done, he’d slapped a hand over his face, taken a slow breath, and managed to recompose himself somewhat.
And then he turned and addressed the baby Pokemon there. They stared at him wide eyed now that he was addressing them… and slowly Liz pushed them forward to meet him. A soft sigh escaped form Gabe as bent down to examine them. A small Ralts and a regular sized Koffing. Great, he needed to think of names, didn’t he? Or just leave them nameless for now. A small shake of head was given as he fished out two Pokeballs and tapped the baby Pokemon. At least he could catch something here.
Just then a sound had Howl growling. Gabe straightened and turned to see a Salandit giving them the middle finger. Lizbeth growled. Gabe snickered. They didn’t have one of those yet, did they? Maybe making up for lost catch here.
“Liz, Flamethrower, Howl, Assurance,” he ordered. The Charmeleon growled and spewed flames. Right after that, the Mightyena went bounding forward to do damage. The Salandit took the hits and rightfully cried out. Two against one! How dare! Returning with a Flamethrower, he aimed to return those blows! The Mightyena snarled taking the damage but escaping a nasty burn. Shaking out his coat, he was not out yet. “Crunch!” And the battle went on like that with for a few more turns.
And then the Salandit turned and started fleeing. “Not again,” Gabe growled running after it this time. He’d find where it was going and then corner it. What it would lead back to, however, was a mound. Hopping down in it, it disappeared… only for a larger more irritable Salandit to come forward. She was large— and Lizbeth despite herself blushed. Luckily Howl was still fighting here or she would have died on sight. Gabe would unfortunately not get to see this. As a Pokeball was thrown and a ding in capture was made, Gabe finally relaxed again. Good, that was at least one….
This catch is from the Gachapon; just confirming here for Story Sake. Shiny Charm, 2 EXP Shares (Koffing, Ralts), Lucky Egg Koffing (2 -> 3) , Ralts (2-> 3), Lizbeth (Charmeleon, 50), Fireflight (Fletchinder, 20), Rogue (Hitmontop, 33), Howl (Mightyena, 47 -> 49)
Liz was blushing, and Gabe didn’t know why. Her normal reddish orange skin was an even deeper red than usual. Gabe paused before very carefully pressing his powered mind up against hers— And then he immediately knew why and was suddenly laughing. Oh Arceus, that was rich. She hissed irritably and made various middle-finger type hand gestures at him. Gabe only laughed harder. “That’s cute,” he insisted, but it only embarrassed her more.
Gabe’s laughter, however, incited another sound behind him. Turning to see a thug glaring at him with a particular type of malice, Gabe immediately let his features fall. “Can I help you?”
The kid (or young adult? Eh) seemed to puff up a bit. “Hand over that Charmeleon,” was the order, and Gabe realized this dumbass was seriously trying to mug him. The corners of Gabe’s lips twitched, and he glanced sideways at Liz. She looked back at him with a deadpan stare. Without an order, as Gabe looked forward, Liz took in a breath and spewed flames at the other young man.
A yelp of surprise and pain hit the air as the guy narrowly avoided the Flamethrower. Grabbing a Pokeball, he released a Scraggy. “Chip away!” was the order, and the Scraggy came forward. Liz growled, but Gabe set a hand on her shoulder. He had a better option here, and a Pokeball was fished out and tossed up. She took the brunt of the attack but not for long.
A Hitmontop took form before Gabe. Turning back towards Gabe, he sighed and turned forward again. He guessed they were battling; fine, whatever. “Focus Energy, then Triple Kick,” Gabe ordered. The Hitmontop spiraled about gaining energy in the process and focusing it down into the soles of his feet.
“High Jump Kick back, Scrag!” The Scraggy went lunging forward— only to miss and go flying sideways and crashing into the dusty sand. Gabe and Rogue would not waste the opportunity, and the Triple Kick had the sole effect of kicking the Scraggy while she was down. One kick had her yelping. Two kicks had her collapsing. A third made sure she remembered it.
“Shit, Scragg! You ok?!” Scraggy was not ok. That was a super effective move done over three times with ever increasing power. She struggled to get up and then immediately fell forward instead. The punk returned his Pokemon and released another: a Vullaby who had a bit more strength to her. An Air Slash had him nearly on his last legs almost immediately, and Gabe was growling softly. He was a bit limited here, but There was no way he was going to give up. Returning the Hitmontop, he released his own bird, a Fletchinder. While not the strongest, he had a trick up his sleeve. “Flamethrower.” It was an incredibly powerful move for one not entirely trained, and it would put them on par even for a moment.
And then Liz, of course, opted to cheat by spewing flames up at the Vullaby much to the other trainer’s chagrin. Gabe snickered only to remind him that this was a shakedown, wasn’t it? All bets and rules were off.
That prompted the delinquent to release yet another Pokemon— a Weavile— which was probably the worst he could release and what Gabe took some sick satisfaction in destroying with Liz alone. While the birds did battle in the air, Liz made quick work of this Ice type. And finally the trainer was on his last legs. “How dare you!” he spat. “You will rue the day you crossed me, the great Pepe!”
Gabe stopped. Liz stopped. Even Fireflight stopped. “The…. The great meme?”
“No! My name is Pepe!”
“….Do your parents hate you that much or do you hate yourself that much?” Gabe was snickering now.
“H-hey! S-shut up!” The delinquent made the mistake of trying to order his already exhausted Pokemon to attack, and that was enough for Gabe to finish the job even severely under leveled. A sharp laugh escaped from Gabe, and Pepe relegalized then the mockery was as much a tactic as any other. “Fuck you!”
“Not a chance….” As the Vullaby hit the ground and the Weavile hit the ground, Pepe backed up a step and recalled them. Gabe smirked. It had been a while since he’d blunt force robbed someone. How much money did this guy have on him?
The guy turned to run, and Lizbeth immediately lunged forward and snagged him by the shoulder. A sharp squeak escaped form him. Gabe walked around Pepe slowly and smirked before slapping his pockets and snagging his wallet. Holding it up in front of him. “What do you say? Trainers normally hand over some pen for such despicable losses…” Pepe hesitated looking from Liz to Gabe and then to his wallet. Grumbling, he looked away, and Gabe stepped back opening the wallet up right in front of him.
“Oh fucking wow, Pepe Anderson?” he teased-tormented as he read the name on the trainer license. Pepe looked back at him and glared. Gabe grinned toothily. “Well, Pepe… how much pen you have here….” Gabe flipped through his wallet and fished out a couple of bills. There wasn’t much, but given the delinquent didn’t really look like he had much to him, Gabe supposed that was fine. “Thanks for the donation…” Gabe smirked tossing the wallet forward.
Liz finally let go of Pepe’s shoulder, and the latter went sinking to the ground. A couple of muttered swears hit the air, and Gabe could only snicker. Was he going to taunt this guy more? Oh he was having fun, why not. Sinking down over his knees, Gabe smirked. “Your mistake was trying to take my lizard,” he smirked. “Even if you had… she would have killed you very quickly.” Liz snarled, and Pepe yelped straightening and promptly falling over. Gabe snickered and finally stood looking over him. “Know you place at the bottom of the food chain. Don’t cross me again.” And with that, Gabe turned and started walking. Liz followed closely after. Pepe lay there like a slug.
Shiny Charm, 2 EXP Shares (Koffing, Ralts), Lucky Egg on whichever Pokemon was battling Koffing (3 -> 6) , Ralts (3-> 6), Lizbeth (Charmeleon, 50), Fireflight (Fletchinder, 20 -> 23), Rogue (Hitmontop, 33 -> 35), Howl (Mightyena, 49) Requesting a Crime point (technically 2 bc Gabe is a criminal) for mugging this dude even without taking his Pokemon.
That felt good, Gabe realized. It had been a while since he’d just straight up mugged someone like that. He was often more subtle than that. In the past, he had to be. Now, though, he had scores of Pokemon that far outclassed these free ranged idiots that challenged him. Returning his Pokemon aside from Liz, Gabe walked away with her.
They were not followed.
Walking on for a while, they came across yet another Apricorn bush and snagged a few of them before continuing on. Finally, in the distance they could see Maple. From this side, it had a rather interesting look to it. Heh.