Border Town Double Contest

[Taylor Waters]

Frowning, the girl walked inside the Contest Hall, shoving her way past the crowd and into an empty seat with a huff. She was late and it was already the last battle of the event.

"This should be interesting.."

She spoke to herself, crossing her arms and folding her legs as she glanced around the arena. Her jaw dropped once her sapphire eyes caught sight of the blonde on the stage.

It was her brother. The one basta--brother that she loathed for one reason. For joining that useless Team Rocket. Her eyes flared but she couldn't help but smile a little as she looked at Tray.

Smiling time over. She got up and yelled out,

"BOO TRAY WATERS"

Her yelling voice was shadowed by the applause of the crowd but the people around her couldn't help but stare at the girl oddly.

"...What are you looking at?"

[Audrey Pnevma]

Audrey made a quite entrance and with God’s grace she went unnoticed as she moved through the crowd. She hadn’t been asked to judge this contest, but she was eager to see how her future competitors were progressing.

Zigzagging through the masses, Audrey slipped though the arena doors and onto the battlefield’s outer most edge. From here she could see the battle unfolding in spectacular quality as the young Alix Taylor battle a Mr. Tray Waters, without fear of being spotted.

[Izzy]

[ooc: Sorry for the poor quality of the post. It’s really rather tedious than anything else.]

Young Alix Taylor versus Mister Tray Waters, the two really were giving off a quality performance. It was the final round of a rather… eventful Pokémon Contest. There’d been wins, losses, rumours, heartbreaks, love triangles, all the makings of your favourite television sitcom. However, none of this had anything to do with what was about to happen. There were two substantial, black helicopters buzzing above the stadium. The doors to the hefty helicopters slid to the side, reveal a gang of black suited villains. Their uniforms all held a massive red ‘R’s, the emblem of *gasp* TEAM ROCKET!

The organized criminal enterprise had targeted the mass gathering of trainers and coordinators. The Border Town Doubles Contest was a breeding ground for said trainers. Something had been dropped from the copters. What were they? Several small cylinders had landed and exploded upon contact with the roof. Egad! What was going on? Hellish smoke and flames from the explosions ensued, though thankfully fizzled out rather quickly.

On cue, cord lines were dropped from helicopters as the abundance of foot soldiers propelled themselves down into the stadium. They landed and instantly called for their slave-driven Pokémon. Well, most were slave-driven. Once released, they began battling various trainers in an attempt to knockout and capture their Pokémon. They had several tests to run back at their base, and currently needed a multitude of test subjects. With all these well trained Pokémon gathered in one location, this was the perfect place to round ‘em up.

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Meanwhile…

“Gah! It’s started! Let’s hurry this up!”

The small girl cried out in haste. Landing with a thud, the thing bolted towards the closed doors.

“Bust it open, boy!”

And with that, Trust’s beak suddenly started spinning. Odd… but okay. This was his powerful Drill Peck attack. With force, the doors had shattered and Izzy Tremblay made her debut on the scene.

“Now where is Tray…”

The blonde girl muttered to herself.

[Akira Springfield]

Okay, so if Akira hadn't gone in the pokemon center to put the Clefairy back into the pc. He probably would've made it to the contest before Team Rocket had. But it was a freaking operation! The Rocket grunts were going down ropes and busting through the roof. How long had they been planning this! Seriously, it seemed like the whole contest area must of been full of people fighting grunts and stuff right now.

Akira ran up the steps to see the girl he just battled bust through the doors of the contest hall. So she was a rocket! Crap....Akira ran up the flight of the steps. He looked around and completely amazed at was going on in the contest hall..

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[Audrey Pnevma]

Audrey swiftly flicked her hood from her head and Chumpy bounded from beneath her jacket as the Rockets’ crimson flares bombed the glass rooftop. She’d heard the rumors about Team Rocket being in Iona, but she hadn’t given them much thought believing that the mediocre crew couldn’t have manifested into any great threat.

[Kenzō]

enter.

Following right behind Izzy, finally knowing her name. Izzy it sort of rolled off the tongue. IZZY, back to the story eh? Kenzō on his flying bird pokemon landed here. Taking out his pokeball he put his bird pokemon back in its ball. A red beam flowed out of the pokeball capturing the pokemon, withdrawing it back to its pokeball. Kenzō saw Izzy running towards the door with her Doduo behind her.

Didn't she not notice the door was closed? Kenzō just watched, the peak of the Doduo began to glow. Drill Peck was being used. Covering his face for the impact. The Doduo busted open the doors and sent the door flying backwards.

That Doduo was something eh? Kenzō ran followed after Izzy.

"Where is Tray?"

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Kenzō looked at her and was getting tired of hearing that name. "Okay." He paused folding his arms. "Who. The. Fuck. Is. Tray?" He looked at Izzy with half lidded eyes, wanting to know, so badly.

[Angel Alcala ~ ♥]

Getting off the riverbank, the girl smiled at the Feebas quite happily, they were close to Border Town already so maybe they could fit in a quick training session.

"Alright, Queen, time to test out your evolution.. I must say, you look beautiful."

The Milotic showed a calm smile, happy that her trainer finally complemented her.

Now, to show her what she can do was something different.

Well.. Maybe not. Angel returned the Milotic into her Pokeball before heading inside the Contest Hall.

[Tray Waters]

Edit: [ooc: This post was taken from the final round match between Alix Taylor and Tray Waters]

So the girl wasn’t fazed by the ice, huh? She seemed to be brimming with confidence. She even chuckled about it. Not even once second guessing why Tray would have willingly given her such a tool. She’d immediately written it off as it being due to his ‘stupidity’. Though his manly pride felt insulted, it was no bother. Her underestimating would serve to be her downfall. However, it seemed to be the same tactic utilized by the ‘underdog’ that Alix had often portrayed. Seriously, when did the roles switch? And who was honestly arrogant enough to underestimate Tray? Even Oozora wasn’t that bombastic. Perhaps her victory over him blessed her with this beaming overconfidence. Whatever the reason was, this new Alix was nothing short of pleasing for the blonde paramour that was the grandiose Mr. Waters.

Soon enough, however, the new Alix was gone. An all too familiar hat was pulled out of what seemed to be Hammerspace. It was a hat, and though it was different, it still held the same familiarity and feel as the old one did. As soon as the trademark item touched her dome, a smile of pure joy crossed her features. So the old Alix was back? Would there be a change in style, or just clothing?

Bah. This battle was growing dreary. He just wanted it to be over so he could return to flirting with the cute brunette. Watch her squirm with both pleasure and discomfort from every awkward moment he threw her in. It was much more fun then this battle of wits and strength. Oh and grace, because these judges won’t like it if it was raw power with no finesse. Eh. The battle was quite riveting, regardless.

Tray watched his opponent’s facial features closely as she analyzed his attack strategy. A bootleg, makeshift Aqua Jet was what he was shooting for. A frontal attack with piercing capabilities, his versatile Dripping Arrow attack. His attack struck the flaming pillar, hard.

Upon striking the tower, Wingull was slowed down by the monkey’s resistance. She pushed and pushed, and then she pushed some more. Wingull was determined to break down the flaming barrier at all costs. But then… something happened. The fire, the fire was gone! What in the world? Instantly she found herself impacting with the small imp. Then, that stupid monkey revealing his truly impish ways, clasped onto the bird’s wings and beak.

The crowd all gasped in unison. They were all thoroughly shocked and amazed by the red devil’s capabilities. They all began to cheer for the imp, he was truly spectacular. Eh, to them anyways. However, there was no surprise in the blonde’s eyes. Horrified expression? Nope, none of that either. All that there was, was a sinister smirk. Tray had a rather simple escape route, one that he’d explicitly drawn out in detail right before the girl’s very eyes, a number of times. He’d shown her this purposely for her to expect it and hopefully plan for it. Unfortunately, it seemed she hadn’t. Baton Pass.

With this, he planned to switch places with the now stationary Leafeon and the captured bird. But why? Why would he switch a part water Pokémon with a Grass-type to take on an incoming Flamethrower? It was tit for tat, my friend. Tit. For. Tat.

Sacrificing his Leafeon’s health, he’d take out the airborne Maggie, just as she’d leapt into the air, narrowly evading the Quick Attack. It would’ve been perfect timing. Travelling at her current velocity, plus the rapid burst of speed she produced just before impact in order to abruptly and utterly change positioning, it was damn near guaranteed she’d strike down that annoying mutt. Add in the pained leg and escape was impossible, especially in midair. Then, once dealing a nasty blow with Aerial Ace Wingull would instantly blast the mutt with subzero energy, crystallizing it in a beautiful case of ice.

At least, this was what he would’ve done. Y’know… if the roof hadn’t just blown open…

Cord lines dropped through the holes ripped into the ceiling and Rocket Agents dropped in. They called out their Pokémon and instantly began attacking the civilians as well as the trainers. Then a wide platform propelled down from one of the helicopters overhead. It lowered itself through one of the holes and descended down into full view. There stood a woman who wore glasses, high heels, and basically covered every aspect of your stereotypical librarian fetish. Amidst all the commotion, she called out.

“Mr. Waters! Quit your dillydallying! You have a job to do, you slacker!”

Wingull was blasted in the face with a potent Flamethrower. With his mind preoccupied, he could not implement his tactic as he’d have liked. This was a nonissue. The Wingull couldn’t possibly be taken out by such an attack. Though powerful, the Wingull’s watery affinity proved to aid her in these circumstances. She was resistant to Fire-type attacks, their power reduced to fifty percent. Both his Pokémon now stood by his side, glaring down their opponents.

“It’s your lucky day, princess. I’ll have to bite your little head off another time. Oh, and just for future notice, don’t get so riled up when your man chooses a purebred fox over a rat-faced mutt. It is to be expected, milady.”

With that, and a sigh from her master, they were both called back. Leaping high into the air, the trainer who had been quickly gaining fame as one of the most skilled trainers on Iona Island, was now seen back-flipping onto a Team Rocket Platform. He gave another sigh as he muttered something to the woman whom just called for him. Within a moment, he scanned the entire area from his aerial view. Though, a loud crash captured his attention. Soon enough, his immediate subordinates came rushing in. Isabelle and Kenzo.

“Oi! Izzy, take care of things down here, I’ll go secure the nets.”

And off he went. The cords that carried the platform down were now being reeled in, raising the platform back to the base of the helicopter. It was time to get to work.

[Audrey Pnevma]

A piercing call could be heard throughout the stadium as Chumpy rocketed numerous bolts of electricity onto the rapidly rising platform and confident smirk could be seen touching Audrey’s lips as the small mouse pummeled their foe’s escape route.

“I see, so we’re starting at the top,” she hummed, gazing down to her companion, who’d acted on his own. “I guess we are obligated,” she then reasoned as she strode towards the now swaying platform. “We really have no other choice, the media would be in a fit if we’d just walked away.”

Once near enough, Audrey raised her hand as a visor and called up to the dubious pair. “Oi, Mr. Waters, how about you take care of things down here?”

[Angel Alcala ~ ♥]

A smile played on the girl's face as she took a step inside the area, passing the sign up table on the way, a giggle barely escaping her lips.

"Kin, King, let's play~"

Taking the two black and white Pokeballs out, she silently let the two Pokemon out. An Absol and a Lucario, standing by the girl as if they were her bodyguards. Walking towards the main door, she noticed that it was already smashed down... No need to worry about that.

"No fair!! Don't start yet!!!"

She pouted, puffing her cheeks angrily as she walked in, watching the people get attacked by grunts. Taking the blazer she wore off, it revealed a white shirt with a large R on the middle..

Cliche much?