Depths of Insanity

Zorre
Energy: 39 - 5 (dungeon) = 34
Inventory:

Zorre giggled to himself madly. This would be the day! The day that he finally got his darling all for himself. He was certain of it. He would find his darling, make her beautiful; and they would be beautiful together! His red eyes gleamed insanely at the thought of caressing her smooth skin with his scythes; biting down to mar her skin with his mark; tasting her sweet blood...

The black scyther shuddered in imagined pleasure. He flitted from the tree branch he was standing on to another tree nearby. He was as black as night, and as silent as a ninja as he traversed the forest in search of his prey.

((OOC: So if we could postpone the meeting until I roll a pokemon for him to maim, that would be great.))

Sanja: {21 - 5 (entrance) = 16}

The youthful normal type trekked for long enough, yet she refused to give in to the temptation to rest. She had plenty of training in short-distance speed, but Sanja needed to prepare for much more than that. In order to build up her endurance, she needed to be able to push herself through anything, no matter how she felt. Mentally, she had a powerful tenacity; a will to complete everything she starts and never give up, possibly even enough to overpower her physicality.

Surprisingly, walking was exhausting to an extreme. She'd much rather run and use the muscles she'd built up since she was just a cub rather than experiencing the pain of trying to build up new ones she hardly ever used. Occasionally, she would burst into a small sprint to put her other muscles at ease, but returning to walking felt worse than she remembered.

Marching awkwardly, but still determined, towards the forest, the Eevee stopped briefly to lick a sore pad then continued almost immediately after a couple of soothing laps of her tongue. She used the entrance of the forest as an excuse to stop, just for a while, and look up at the trees. They were much shorter than the ones from her original home, but unlike hers, these ones had ripe berries hanging from their branches. Memories of the flash-fire quickly drowned her thoughts, so she shook it off and kept ambling on, ignoring both the physical and mental pains of her past and present, for she was aiming to the future.

OOC//:

Zorre
Energy: 34
Inventory:

The insane scyther gave pause as he heard a bush rustle below him. He peered down with his ruby-red eyes, tracking any movement carefully. After a few minutes of watching intensely, the black bug decided that the movement must have been caused by the slight wind moving through the forest.

He continued his trek through the forest, scanning every movement and dark place for any sign of a pokemon he could play with. His eyes glittered menacingly as he imagined what he would do when he finally caught his 'darling.'

Sanja: {16}

When her mind was on other things, it was far easier to ignore pain. Sanja took a moment, a break from her aching haunches and lower legs, to just listen. The hunter knew it was important to be wary in certain settings, those being dungeons and places where there could be potential dangers. Although this forest wasn't as big of a threat, Sanja heard lore of newer, far more terrifying Pokemon migrating in and forcing only the strongest Pokemon to be able to survive. Natural selection resulted in the terror that was now this dungeon, so it was entirely vital that the Eevee should be on guard.

The canid creature prowled through the grassy wooded biome, keeping her senses cast in case there was anything she needed to draw her attention to. Occasionally, her ears would twitch, indicating a sound such as the rustling of the undergrowth, or the scampering of a small woodland creature, but seeing as it was no hazard she let many pass her by. Her only worries were if she heard or scented a much larger and more dangerous Pokemon.

While the many small Pokemon she smelled would make good prey, Sanja remembered that she did have her Apple and a few berries with her. If she were ever hungry, she could just eat those, though it was hard to resist the temptation of a juicy, succulent meal. Just thinking about it made the short fur Pokemon's stomach crave something to eat, another thing to add to her list of things to block out. Hunting now would be a waste; there was no point in killing a Pokemon if it wasn't going to be put to use, and that was a sin to her clan's code to catch something now, although it would definitely be considered once her food stores ran empty.

Zorre
Energy: 34
Inventory:

Zorre stalked through the undergrowth, his red eyes glinting as he sought out his prey. His darling was doing a fine job of avoiding him this day. That wouldn't do; it really wouldn't do at all. Once he caught her, she'd regret running from him; he'd make sure of that.

He paused as a rustle in the bushes alerted him to the presence of his darling. A sick smile spread across his face and he advanced upon the bush, eager to end the chase.

Silver carried out 1 launched of one Pecha Forest :

Sanja: {16}

The Eevee gradually sped to a jog, still strengthening her walking muscles, but having a more intermediate meet between the two so she'd be more comfortable. It was important that Sanja would be able to battle if she ever came across that circumstance. Perhaps training near a dungeon wasn't one of her best ideas. Yet she still craved a distraction from her aches and pains: a battle should do just that.

Adjusting her ears, the normal type caught onto the sounds of what was nearest to her: the rustling leaves of trees above, soft and gentle, most likely being caused by the wind. Scenting indicated that this were true, and no Pokemon could be above. However, the lean predator did catch onto a trail. It led deeper into the forest, getting stronger in the farther direction. Following it in, the Pokemon's usually-keen senses were no help to the identification. She could identify common prey, like Pidgey and Rattata, but otherwise there was no clear indication of one Pokemon from another by scent.

Whatever it was, the Evolution Pokemon knew she had it in her to scuffle with it, even just a little, and move on without a problem. Sanja knew after all this, she would earn a nice meal, which she could perhaps catch here, and a nice break from training for the rest of the night. Now she was determined to keep going even further.

Zorre
Energy: 34 - 8 = 26
Inventory:N/A

Zorre's eyes gleamed as they fell upon his chosen prey. A purple-furred monkey pokemon hopped happily along beneath him, pausing every now and then to peruse a bush, as if looking for something. Zorre's mouth filled with saliva, the big black bug imagining what he was going to do to the pokemon. He flitted in the trees above the unsuspecting pokemon, causing the aipom to look up uneasily.

Zorre froze, disappearing against the shadows in the trees with his black carapace. The aipom's eyes slid right over the scyther's hiding place, which suited the predator just fine. After a few more moments of searching, the aipom returned to its search of the bush. Zorre grinned manically and dropped out of the tree behind the aipom.

He snuck up behind the pokemon and then hit the aipom behind the head with the butt of his scythe, knocking out the monkey in one swift move. The normal type pokemon slumped over immediately, caught gently by the scyther.

The black scyther moved quickly, taking the aipom to a clearing, where he used several vines hanging from the trees to pin the aipom to the ground, unable to move. Then he waited for his prey to wake up. It was much more beautiful when his artwork was awake for the transformation, after all.

Sanja: {16}

Sanja, now forming a limp, tread over to where her ears were reacting. Upon sensing the movements of the living inhabitants of the forest, the curious predator had irrefutable impulse to investigate the situation. She lifted her paws heartily in the form of a trot, tilting her head ever so slightly at every tree, cocking her head so that she could peer around in caution.

As her tail was waving low in stillness, and all seemed calm, a figure ahead startled the canine's fur into standing on end. The large insect stood like a silhouette, despite the overhead light of the clearing revealing all its features. What was going on before it, Sanja could not make out, but she was too hesitant to even approach and find out. Instead, she sought the seclusion of the shadows to conceal her presence, prepared to watch the spectacle that was now underway. Or so she thought.