[Game Thread] Lord Windos’ PokeRole Adventure 2: The Wild Lands

[Lord Windos]

His visage remains calm and focused despite internally freaking out about Lani's feat. The poor girl gave it her all, maybe a bit too much. He could use this to his advantage though!

He sits up straight and speaks out with all the authority he can muster:

''Leave, leave now and do not return. Fighting is futile, you can see what happened to your group with just one of my pokemon and it won't be pretty if this continues.''

He would still take precautions. ''Nalu use Wide Guard.'' (acc 3dex + 3fight + 5 channel - 2act= 9d6) With these words he jumps down besides Kayla. He recalls Lani to the safety of her ball and points to the last goon who was fighting her (should he still be ready to throw down). ''Kayla, High horsepower! (on that guy's pokemon). (acc 3dex + 3fight +5brawl +1horse bonus -2act = 10d6; damage 3str + 4 = 7d6)

The remaining Goon doesn't have any Pokemon out - Lani made sure of that. The only reason they were still conscious was her prioritizing other targets to be more 'forceful' with and overexertion taking its toll at the end of her Dragonic Fighting Blitz Frenzy. Not that he's in much of a condition to appreciate it all that much, between still getting well and truly clobbered and finding themselves being stared down by a Pseudo that was half dead and very nearly frothing blood, yet still has MORE than plenty of Fight left in them. His resolve was a fleeting thing, despite his small moment of bravado; a little more pressure, and he'd break too.

*Rolling Intimidation + ???....*

Which you immediately (if somewhat unintentionally) put the Pressure and Gear Grind on them: your cool, almost unnatural and most definitely eerie calm acceptance and expectation over this conflict, that this utter Thrashing your shimmering drake unleashed was nothing more than a mere outlet of whimsy and annoyance on your part at your 'game' being discovered too early. The fallen goon stared at you with trembling eyes as you spoke, your tone and air causing him to scramble back and away until he manage to stumble onto his legs and feet and just ran, only barely having the mind to recall his Mon before that. They ran far, ran fast, ran ran ran away from YOU. Everyone else....they paled even further, somehow, cringing away from you frightfully like a spooked group of Bunaries , readying to abandon all sense of comradery and mob mentality and escape like scared, Wild Mons from the most Fae Trainer lording over them....

Scared Goon 1 has Fled the Area; 4 BBs Remain + The Harassing Goons and The Head Goon. The remaining Basic Goons are Scared Stiff - they're not going to act against you unless force, and are liable to Run Away at the first reason given.

The Head Goon.....he bore his teeth like a enraged ghoul as he glared at you wildly, almost crazed with rage over this fucking indignity you force upon them the very real fear his traitorous heart held, and fresh spite and vitroil of you ruining EVERYTHING planned for this outing of theres. He held that look for a few more seconds before he spun around to both H.BBs - who seemed almost detatched from reality at this point - and slugged them hard enough to send them past Dreamland and straight towards Faint Downings, causing a cascade of blood, teeth, and broken teeth fragments to spew out from the pair as they were laid out. Your eyes find themselves trained on the Head Goon's hands, now noticing the thick barbed chains acting as cruel knuckledusters and the modest yet muscular build he had. Fashion-wise he looked like a yakuza from tv had gone for a Kanto Punk and Sporty look to them, and they were completely bald.

"....You absolute pieces of FUCKING Alchemie excrement and Krookidile PISS FOR BRAINS," he growls, first at the BBs he KOed, and then at you as he pivoted to glare at you once more.

"They just HAD to fuck up not only one of the simplest jobs I could give them - so easy a retarded Torchic with two left feet could do it! - they HAD to get a self righteous twink of a freak like you packing MOTHERFUCKING BLOODTHIRSTY PSEUDOs and a GOD DAMN WARHORSE on their tail like Stink on Skuntank SHIT. Right as our fair city got Sucker Punched by Ghost Terrorist scum. What a fucking FUCK UP of a fuck full of fucks day."

He grits his teeth as he pulled out some kind of Orb from his pocket, which you could hear audibly *CRACK* as he seemed to restraint himself from following the example of his goons, looking one burst blood vessel away from escalating the situation beyond mere violence. 

"I don't know who you are, but I WILL find out. I WILL tell my Big Brother about this. When I do....you'll learn why NO ONE FUCKS WITH THE BREAKNECK BOYS!!!"

He gives you a downright nasty grin, so foul you can almost imagine Dark energy radiating outward from it, promises of unspeakable Pain in your future plain to see.

"Enjoy your fucking cheat of a victory, 'cause you'll get your own unfair share of suffering."

*SMASH!*

The Head Goon shatters the Orb with a single flex of his hand, and with in a EXPLOSION of dark black smoke filled the gathering area. Completely blindsided, you can only hear the panicked shots of BBs and the howling, enraged laughter from their boss for a long moment as you tried to get your bearings. By the time you did so the smoke had cleared out, and so too did the remaining BBs that were still able to get gone. All that remained were the KOed/Fainted from FEAR BBs and their partners guarding them, as well as the table of weapons and various miscellaneous things scattered about.

....And it was at this time Ecclesia finally made it to the now post battle scene, a Fainted BB held in her mouth for a moment before she threw them right before you and Kayla. Your deep sea drake looked banged up (- 5 HP), but otherwise fine and still capable of demolishing any other fool that dare cross her. She looked around the around for a moment, a little disappointed that she missed most of the fun, before looking back to you with an expectant look. The job was done, and for all the mess it was she expects some good compensation for the trouble, hmpt!

Lani now that the gang fight was over and the adrenaline fading fast, fully slumped over on the grass, looking fairly miserable from going well beyond her limits. From the bloody grin she was sporting, however, you knew she didn't regret a single thing.

Akamu, Nalu, and Kayla get a total pool of 10 XP; divide that amount between your PC and your Mons however you like. Lani gets  3 + 2 XP that due to Pseudo Mods and it being a 'good workout', and Ecclesia gets 5 XP for her part. Loot depends on how you go about finding/taking it, as does what happens to the abandoned BBs now at your complete mercy.