03-09-2020, 09:55 PM
Ran expected Dialga’s appearance. No, he anticipated it, in the same way a war weary solider anticipated the eve of a bloody war. Full of dread, fear, anger, and a awful exhilaration that it was finally upon them. Time to prove himself on the battlefield , defend and uphold everything he’s ever held dear, and see if survives to live or fight another day, or die an ignoble and senseless death.
It was a horrible feeling overall, to experience his very worst case scenarios made real by the Lord of Time confronting them like they are. To see a fell, feral state overtaking them and driving them to the brink of rage and insanity against the very people that were trying to become its salvation, and perhaps many, many more’s. Knowing that even with the divine aid of other Legends, the chances him or anyone else walking away from this alive - much less intact or successful – were very, impossibly slim to none.
And yet, underneath all that, he felt a twisted sense of relief too. That this god damn job was finally nearing its in, the he and his partners were finally getting to the bottom of this Tauros shit supernatural mystery force, and that finally, finally got to do something about it besides bitch, complain, and solicit the help of complete strangers to spread the word about this disaster before it was too late.
Finally, this odyssey was coming to an end. For better, or for worse.
Randolph Schmidt gazed at the Primal Dialga, his expression resigned, yet calm and prepared. Paula stood right up front to his right, her own look impassive and resolved, not once shying away from the Steel Colossus before her. Both of them were scared and nervous as all hell, but they wouldn’t let it consume them. They were ready. Ready to reverse this travesty before them, and save the entire world!
Then Lucas summoned forth Giratina the Renegade and Dark God of Distortions with casual ease using some sort of gold crystal totem. One whom was very cross with the current state of affairs and whomever was behind, and was about to duke it out with Time Lord with what he did not doubt would be equal and extreme ferocity as them.
After that…Ran still maintained his unflappable demeanor. Behind it, though?
‘ VERFICKT NOCHMAL, SCHEIßE, GOTTVERDAMMNT NOCHMAL, VERDAMMT, FAHR ZUR HÖLLE, VERDAMMTER SCHEIßKERL, ZUR HÖLLE MIT MEINEM GLÜCK, SCHMEISS DEN KERL IN EIN DUNKLES LOCH VOLLER NÄGEL UND KRÄHENFÜßEN, VERFICKT NOCHMAL, ZUR HÖLLE MIT MEINEM SCHEIßLEBEN, FICK UND VERDAMM ALLES UND JENES DIREKT IN DEN GESCHMOLZENEN MANTEL UNSERER ACH-SO GRAUSAMEN, UNBEKÜMMERTEN UND UNFAIREN WELT!!! FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!! ‘
Near. Full. Blown. Panic.
Ran was prepared to face Dialga and meet his fate, whatever it was. He was not prepared to face it and its bigger, meaner, and arguably more bad than they were right now sibling and get involved in a literal Legendary power struggle and dispute between two Gods. This situation, already bad enough, had become the very definition of ‘FUBAR’ .
The sea queen herself looked terribly caught off guard for a moment by THEIR , but unlike her beloved trainer she was quick to recover as she realized THEY were on there side, becoming more determined and dedicated in her duty to protect them and defeat this menace that was threatening him so! A burning, passionate energy welled up from deep within her, bringing an almost tangible glow to the big siren as she smartly twirled her Mega Trident and slammed its but into the ground, regally scowling at Primal Dialga. She would not be cowed by them! She would be her trainer’s shield!!!
Oh wait a minute, Paula is actually glowing, the Mega Stone on in her Trident starting to pulse rainbow and prismatic energy in sync with her Will! Oh my…!
Not that Ran noticed right away, of course, too busy biting the inside of his cheek to help pull himself together and come up with a plan for Paula that would save his and everyone’s collective bacon. He was also distracted by Kogeki suddenly flipping his lid too and his terrible soul snatching feathered fiend Mega Evolving, the former of which made him think ‘Damn it Gods , they made the ninja lose his marbles ! ‘ while the later……well, let’s just say if he weren’t already terrified out of his mind by Giratina they certainly would have spooked him something fierce with their……transformation into that nightmarish form of hers. The inklings of cold dread being dredged up from his subconscious whenever he looked at her for too long didn’t help matters with his own rapidly fraying nerves.
In the end, with a seemingly unstoppable wave of stress threatening to sweep him away like a piece of floatsum in sea currents, Ran elected to do as he always did when the pressure (and Legendary Pressures too in this specific case) threatened overwhelm him: stop giving a fuck, RAGE, and push back against it. When everything just stopped making sense and turned into nightmare of mess, scream out his lungs out and make things right, fuck damn it!!!
“FUCK ALL THIS GOD DAMN TAUROS SHIT!!! PAULA, GIVE US ALL YOUR MOST POWERFUL LUCKY CHANT YOU CAN EVER SING, THEN DO WHATEVER YOU CAN TO BEAT THE CRAP OUT OF DIALGA!!!! HELP ME FIX THIS HELLISH MESS, SO WE CAN ALL LIVE AND I CAN CUSS EVERYONE ABOUT THIS ASININE NONSENSE WE CALLED LIFE!!!”
Yeap, he’s lost it, but hey, at lest he’s channeling that fevor into defeating Shadow Primal Dialga!
Orders: Let’s not waste anymore time here: Will Power Boosted Lucky Chat, Round, and Return from Paula, in that exact sequence. Under SPD’s Pressure, she has an Effective Will Score of 3, so after Lucky Chat she’ll have 2. She’ll also Mega Evolve immediately before she casts her Lucky Chant. That is al, so without further ado:
Climatic showdown, BEGIN.
Moves:
Lucky Chant
Accuracy: SPE (*4) + Contest (3) + Perform (3) – 2 Actions = 8D6 Dice
Effect: Known
Note: Will Point being used to enhance the power of LC itself, to whatever end that will manifest itself as…..
Round
Accuracy: DEX (3) + Fight (3) + Channel (3) – 4 Actions = 5D6 Base Dice
Damage: SPE (*4) + 2 + STAB ( 1 [From Pixilate]!) + Pixilate (1) = 7D6 Base Damage
Effect: Not relevant
Return
Accuracy: 3D6 Base Dice
Damage: STR (1) + 5* + STAB + Pixilate = 8D6 Base Damage
Effect: Known.
Note: Due to having 5 Happiness, Mega Rage is no issue with her! Hooray!
It was a horrible feeling overall, to experience his very worst case scenarios made real by the Lord of Time confronting them like they are. To see a fell, feral state overtaking them and driving them to the brink of rage and insanity against the very people that were trying to become its salvation, and perhaps many, many more’s. Knowing that even with the divine aid of other Legends, the chances him or anyone else walking away from this alive - much less intact or successful – were very, impossibly slim to none.
And yet, underneath all that, he felt a twisted sense of relief too. That this god damn job was finally nearing its in, the he and his partners were finally getting to the bottom of this Tauros shit supernatural mystery force, and that finally, finally got to do something about it besides bitch, complain, and solicit the help of complete strangers to spread the word about this disaster before it was too late.
Finally, this odyssey was coming to an end. For better, or for worse.
Randolph Schmidt gazed at the Primal Dialga, his expression resigned, yet calm and prepared. Paula stood right up front to his right, her own look impassive and resolved, not once shying away from the Steel Colossus before her. Both of them were scared and nervous as all hell, but they wouldn’t let it consume them. They were ready. Ready to reverse this travesty before them, and save the entire world!
Then Lucas summoned forth Giratina the Renegade and Dark God of Distortions with casual ease using some sort of gold crystal totem. One whom was very cross with the current state of affairs and whomever was behind, and was about to duke it out with Time Lord with what he did not doubt would be equal and extreme ferocity as them.
After that…Ran still maintained his unflappable demeanor. Behind it, though?
‘ VERFICKT NOCHMAL, SCHEIßE, GOTTVERDAMMNT NOCHMAL, VERDAMMT, FAHR ZUR HÖLLE, VERDAMMTER SCHEIßKERL, ZUR HÖLLE MIT MEINEM GLÜCK, SCHMEISS DEN KERL IN EIN DUNKLES LOCH VOLLER NÄGEL UND KRÄHENFÜßEN, VERFICKT NOCHMAL, ZUR HÖLLE MIT MEINEM SCHEIßLEBEN, FICK UND VERDAMM ALLES UND JENES DIREKT IN DEN GESCHMOLZENEN MANTEL UNSERER ACH-SO GRAUSAMEN, UNBEKÜMMERTEN UND UNFAIREN WELT!!! FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!! ‘
Near. Full. Blown. Panic.
Ran was prepared to face Dialga and meet his fate, whatever it was. He was not prepared to face it and its bigger, meaner, and arguably more bad than they were right now sibling and get involved in a literal Legendary power struggle and dispute between two Gods. This situation, already bad enough, had become the very definition of ‘FUBAR’ .
The sea queen herself looked terribly caught off guard for a moment by THEIR , but unlike her beloved trainer she was quick to recover as she realized THEY were on there side, becoming more determined and dedicated in her duty to protect them and defeat this menace that was threatening him so! A burning, passionate energy welled up from deep within her, bringing an almost tangible glow to the big siren as she smartly twirled her Mega Trident and slammed its but into the ground, regally scowling at Primal Dialga. She would not be cowed by them! She would be her trainer’s shield!!!
Oh wait a minute, Paula is actually glowing, the Mega Stone on in her Trident starting to pulse rainbow and prismatic energy in sync with her Will! Oh my…!
Not that Ran noticed right away, of course, too busy biting the inside of his cheek to help pull himself together and come up with a plan for Paula that would save his and everyone’s collective bacon. He was also distracted by Kogeki suddenly flipping his lid too and his terrible soul snatching feathered fiend Mega Evolving, the former of which made him think ‘Damn it Gods , they made the ninja lose his marbles ! ‘ while the later……well, let’s just say if he weren’t already terrified out of his mind by Giratina they certainly would have spooked him something fierce with their……transformation into that nightmarish form of hers. The inklings of cold dread being dredged up from his subconscious whenever he looked at her for too long didn’t help matters with his own rapidly fraying nerves.
In the end, with a seemingly unstoppable wave of stress threatening to sweep him away like a piece of floatsum in sea currents, Ran elected to do as he always did when the pressure (and Legendary Pressures too in this specific case) threatened overwhelm him: stop giving a fuck, RAGE, and push back against it. When everything just stopped making sense and turned into nightmare of mess, scream out his lungs out and make things right, fuck damn it!!!
“FUCK ALL THIS GOD DAMN TAUROS SHIT!!! PAULA, GIVE US ALL YOUR MOST POWERFUL LUCKY CHANT YOU CAN EVER SING, THEN DO WHATEVER YOU CAN TO BEAT THE CRAP OUT OF DIALGA!!!! HELP ME FIX THIS HELLISH MESS, SO WE CAN ALL LIVE AND I CAN CUSS EVERYONE ABOUT THIS ASININE NONSENSE WE CALLED LIFE!!!”
Yeap, he’s lost it, but hey, at lest he’s channeling that fevor into defeating Shadow Primal Dialga!
Orders: Let’s not waste anymore time here: Will Power Boosted Lucky Chat, Round, and Return from Paula, in that exact sequence. Under SPD’s Pressure, she has an Effective Will Score of 3, so after Lucky Chat she’ll have 2. She’ll also Mega Evolve immediately before she casts her Lucky Chant. That is al, so without further ado:
Climatic showdown, BEGIN.
Moves:
Lucky Chant
Accuracy: SPE (*4) + Contest (3) + Perform (3) – 2 Actions = 8D6 Dice
Effect: Known
Note: Will Point being used to enhance the power of LC itself, to whatever end that will manifest itself as…..
Round
Accuracy: DEX (3) + Fight (3) + Channel (3) – 4 Actions = 5D6 Base Dice
Damage: SPE (*4) + 2 + STAB ( 1 [From Pixilate]!) + Pixilate (1) = 7D6 Base Damage
Effect: Not relevant
Return
Accuracy: 3D6 Base Dice
Damage: STR (1) + 5* + STAB + Pixilate = 8D6 Base Damage
Effect: Known.
Note: Due to having 5 Happiness, Mega Rage is no issue with her! Hooray!
Like the wind, I come and go as I please... but I am always there to provide a comforting breeze.
Member of Team PUNishment. Pun-pare for Struggle, make it Double Team!
Phantom is my OTP~
Online ID: 000650
Member of Team PUNishment. Pun-pare for Struggle, make it Double Team!
Phantom is my OTP~ Online ID: 000650
