victory_road | I Can't Believe It's Another Hisui Catchall

Who: Heather Mason and YOU!
Where: Hisui
When: July/throughout the event
Summary: A catch-all for Heather Mason, who can be encountered doing various things and saying various swearwords under the cut.
Rating: PG-13 at most
Log:

GENERAL INFO: During her time in Hisui, Heather will be a rather tatty bandit's outfit (she was late getting to the table with all the clothes), some cozy boots, and a blue cap. Heather's new starter is a Hisuian Growlithe who she has creatively named "Twojo" (her actual starter is a Growlithe named Cujo). Over the course of the event she will be catching a shiny Pikachu (!!) and a MYSTERY THIRD POKEMON I have not decided on yet.
She is very tired and not particularly happy about the possibility that she'll never get to see her other Pokemon ever again, but for the sake of other people who she's assuming probably feel the same way, she's at least trying not to be a complete vibe-ruiner over it.

PROMPT A: General Campground Presence

One of the few things that actually help get Heather's mind off of the less-than-ideal situation is keeping busy! When she's not actively exploring, she'll be fairly active around the campground, primarily in the form of keeping the firewood well-stocked and patrolling the camp's borders with Twojo (and a nice hefty stick, in case Twojo's barking doesn't do the trick) to keep high-leveled wild Pokemon from demolishing everything.

As a hot-water-enjoyer herself, she will also be readily volunteering Twojo's firey breath to help keep the showers nice and warm.

Maybe you're joining her on these ventures! Or maybe you desperately need to wash the stank off and there's nobody else around to heat the water for you. OR MAYBE you found her sacked out by the campfires after a long day of roughing it and are in the mood for some conversation.

PROMPT B: Training and Sparring

Being an otherworldly "old-timer" at this point, Heather is used to RARELY having to worry about encountering a problem that can't be at least adequately dealt with by whipping out a level 100 Pokemon.

Needless to say, suddenly being stuck in the untamed wilderness with NOTHING but a measley level-20 Pokemon? That's like... a baby. NAY, a zygote. And she doesn't like that, no SIR. By sunset on that very first day, Heather has thrown herself into vigorous training with Twojo, hoping to stack some levels onto this pup before they have the bad luck to encounter something they can't handle.

Which means she is looking for folks to engage in friendly training battles with! She can't be the only one who's in a hurry to toughen up their new friend in case things go awry.

On that note, she won't say no to friendly sparring, either. When they're all in one place like this, maybe it's a good opportunity to meet some other folks who are into that kind of thing. You never know when you might have to jump in and just punch a wild Pokemon in the face yourself.

PROMPT C: WILDCARD!

You got another idea? COOL, go for it! You can also ping me on Plurk for plotting if you'd like to brainstorm!

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Upon hearing that suggestion, Cecil lights up. But Prishe? Prishe freaking beams and starts jumping up and down, practically tripping on her own feet in excitement. Battle? Battle! Battlebattlebattlebattle-

"I do believe you'd have a taker even if I was not interested."

Is Cecil trying not to laugh too much at his Sneasel's enthusiasm? Yes. Is he successful? Not particularly.

"Should we set a few ground rules? We've no access to our regular healing methods, after all, so it'd be best to avoid potential accidents."

Heather can't help but chuckle at how absolutely hype Prishe gets in the space of like two seconds. What a goober.

Apparently her excitement is contagious too, because Twojo also starts to wiggle and wag her tail. Oh boy! HAPPY VIBES! Yes!

"Sure-- uh, shall we say that if either one lands a crit-hit or a super-effective move, we pause for a minute to make sure it wasn't too much?"

She definitely isn't keen on the thought of having to go awkwardly haggle with one of the old-timey people for whatever weird herb or plant serves as a Revive in this place.

"An excellent idea. I'd also add status effects to the list. I've seen a few berry trees not too far away, but I've not yet had time to check if their fruits could heal burns or paralysis."

Prishe visibly pouts at that, though it's not quite enough to fully dampen her enthusiasm. How is she supposed to have fun training if she has to be super careful with her beautiful venomous claws? She can deal with a few burns in return, it's a fair trade! But her disappointment only earns her a pat on the head.

"There'll be other opportunities to go wild and unleash all your strength, I promise."

"Oh, yeah-- good point."

She'd REALLY rather not deal with an ailment in this place if she can avoid it.

"I can have Twooj take it easy on the Fire attacks-- I know she knows some others. Maybe those'll tell us more anyhow."

Nothing else particularly comes to mind... so she looks down at her Growlithe.

"Well, what do you say? Sound good?"

An enthusiastic yip is Twojo's response.

The enthusiasm is appreciated, truly. With a last headpat, Cecil addresses his own Pokémon.

"Excellent. And what of you, Prishe?"

The Sneasel in question takes the time to climb up to his shoulders before she nods seriously. Her moves will be restricted, but that will not stop her from reaching for victory! It shall be a glorious match between two skilled combatants, one that will forever-

"Get in position and ready yourself, then."

You'd think a man like him would appreciate a good pre-battle speech, but noooo. Still, Prishe does as he asks and jumps off to get in position and ready herself.

Heather tries so, so hard to muffle her laughter behind a hand at Prishe's theatrics-- she can't help but be fond of a drama queen.

"All-righty, Twooj, let's get this show on the road."

The Growlithe, who has no sense of dramatic timing, bounces happily to her 'spot' in the space between the two trainers. She proceeds to crouch down, fluffy rump in the air and tail wagging.

Since she has a feeling the Sneasel will probably be the faster of the two anyway, Heather figures she might as well give Twojo the first command.

"Let's start off easy with a Tackle."

If nothing else, they can immediately rule out 'Ghost' if the move hits.

And hit it does, striking her left arm! With perhaps greater force than expected, considering Sneasel's terrible defense. But it's fine! Prishe will not fall so easily. She shakes off the mild pain as much as she can, and raises her claws, ready to show her true power-

"Prishe, Quick Attack for now!"

-oooor maybe she'll use the most basic attack in her repertoire, sure, why not, it's not like she's facing a very solid opponent who can take such weak hits easily.

That said, she's not disappointed enough to be be unprofessional about it, so. Quick Attack it is.

Just as Prishe predicts, Twojo is as sturdy as they come-- in fact, hitting her is a little bit like hitting a rock covered in fur. Not particularly effective, nor particularly comfortable.

With the opening moves out of the way, time to try another type.

"Okay Twooj, try a Bite."

DARK-TYPE ATTACK INCOMIN'!

Dark-type attack incoming indeed! Yet when it hits Prishe, she... doesn't seem particularly bothered.

Oh, it definitely caused some damage, but less than that earlier Tackle. Even the contact between her limbs and Twojo's body got a greater reaction out of her.

A resisted type, then. Something in common with the more familiar sort of Sneasel, so is she also partially a Dark-type? Cecil needs more info.

"Time for a Rock Smash!"

Oh, huh... interesting. Hard to say if that means that Sneasels here retained the Dark-type or if it's something else, but she'd been sort of expecting that to at least be a middling hit.

Prishe's return attack has a much more noticeable effect.

Twojo lets out a loud, high-pitched yelp at the hit, skittering sideways away from it. From a Growlithe, there's no clearer expression of 'OWCH!' Immediately, Heather lifts her hands and does the universal signal for a Time-Out.

"Whup-- oh boy, that was a super-effective hit if I've ever seen one-- hey Twooj, you okay?"

The pooch gives her trainer a slightly pitiful look-- but gives herself a hearty shake and puffs up determinedly. >:( She can keep going!

"Oh!"

Cecil should, perhaps, not be so surprised. Both of the types that resist Normal-type attacks are weak against Fighting, after all. Still, that yelp startles him, and he chooses to approach despite Twojo's very visible desire to keep going. Not that he can help much, currently magic-less as he is.

"A super-effective hit, certainly. But considering both Rock Smash's base strength and Twojo's reaction... Surely she's not lost the Fire-type for another that would cause a quadruple weakness? This may confirm that Prishe is indeed a Fighting-type."

The Pokémon in question is currently giving Twojo a... claws-up, of sorts. Sorry about the bad hit! But if you're okay, let's try more attacks and show off for the humans a little!

"Nnnnah, she's definitely a Fire-type..."

Heather's definitely no stranger to Pokemon using moves that don't match their type, but... it's not like these Pokemon are all stacked up with TM or egg moves (... right?). She's pretty sure the stocky little Growlithe wouldn't be so at-ease spitting embers if it didn't come naturally to her.

"... I didn't even think of that, though. You might be right."

Once the initial shock wears off, Twojo doesn't look too worse for the wear-- though Heather kneels to give her a pat and mutter, "If you need to tap out, just us know, 'kay?"

Then she backs off, back to the imaginary 'edge' of their battlefield.

"Okay, let's see if STAB can tell us anything else. Is it cool if she uses Ember, Cecil?"

Because, uh, they definitely don't want anybody to get burned, but if Twojo knows any rock moves yet, Heather... doesn't know about them.

Edited 2022-10-13 23:52 (UTC)

I Can't Believe It's Another Hisui Catchall

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