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He let out a little "mm" in response to Cal. And then he leaned forward to press the ball against Arceus' forehead.

It looked... bad. Very bad. And what little healing Tempest could do didn't seem to help. Those with healing talents seemed to be doing a little better but... it wasn't enough. His ear twitched, acknowledging Cal's speech, but he said nothing of it. His gaze stayed intently on Arceus' face, and...

Tempest quickly regarded the pokeball. Nip had been caught in one of these before. He'd described as a warm, cozy nothingness. But he hadn't the time to dwell on that. He reached down and wrapped the ectoplasm that made up his paw around the ball, absorbing it. "We'll try healing first," he...

Tempest's tails drooped, dragging the ground as he stared up at the necrozma. Nip was gone, and he couldn't do anything about it. He hadn't even tried. Bahamut's words shook him out of his brief stupor. No. He was right. They had to remain strong. There would be time for mourning later. He...

Not being able to go home? That part didn't really bother Nip. What was more worrisome was the idea of being trapped in this vast emptiness, with or without a body. He had little time to dwell on it, though. He had just enough time to say "our shadows?" Then he, too, was rushed away.

Nip was vaguely aware of a feeling of nothingness, but he was still disoriented. He could see, but could make little sense of his surroundings. He could not move, though, and could not feel his arms, or legs, or anything. Diyem's voice sounded in his mind, followed up by several others he...

That attack, it was growing too large too fast. If it kept growing at this rate, they would be struck down for sure. There had to be something he could do about it. Shadowy energy surrounded Nip, and he narrowed his eyes, swearing he could see Joule’s weak points just a bit more clearly. Nip...

Modified actions for turn 3 (last time i swear) Turn 3 -Umbral Precison -2x chili seed -Shining Rime -Triple Axel

Modified actions for turn 3 Turn 3 -Umbral Precison -Double Dip Max Elixir + Vile seed -Shining Rime -Triple Axel

Turn 3 -Umbral Precison -Double Dip Max Elixir + Vile seed -Shining Rime -Triple Axel -Triple Axel (final rush)

Nip Turn Two (Note, as I will likely be afk at turns end, power gamers are allowed to modify this) If damage cap is not hit: PU -> attack Triple axel x3 If damage cap is hit: PU -> attack PU -> evasion

amendment to previous post: do tailwind second.

Turn 1: -Assist -> Tailwind -Psych Up the highest speed

The palpable tension was almost suffocating as Nip was raised into the air. He refused to look down. They couldn't afford for distractions or fear. Not now. Tempest stood at his side, his tail-tips twitching nervously as he looked at the sky. "I hope you're ready," he mumbled. "As ready as I...

Wrote and did art for an hour each Selling 3 silver spikes Purchases: -Reviver Seed -2 Chili seeds -1 Stun Seed -1 max elixir -restore seed -Cautious seed -Escape orb -Protect orb Additionally picking up the following supports Hex I Hex II Ward I

"Ah, yeah." A part of Nip wished he could say the same. That there was something waiting for him back home. But as far as he saw, there was only hardship and sadness in his future, if he returned. When he returned, really. He glanced towards a window, and to the darkened sky overhead. "We have...

"I know what you mean. Before I came here, I had only recently traveled far from my homelands. nd the settlement I had come across, well. It pales in comparison even to Treasure Town." And yet, overwhelming as that might be, it still beats living as he had before. Constantly on the move, looking...

Years? That was what some of these pokemon called cycles, right? If so, six whole cycles of the seasons. That was... an awfully long time to be alone. Nip had resigned himself to being alone when he had... lashed out at his tribe, so to speak. He knew it would be lonely, but at least there...

Huh. Well, now that she said that. "I think you make a good point." He quit scraping his claws together, staring down at them for a moment. It would be so easy to spill... everything. But something held him back. Maybe it was the fear of judgement. On one hand, he really did trust Brisa. And...

His attention, which had drifted away as he got into the mud of his inner turmoil, snapped back to Brisa. Both his ear feathers and his tail feathers perked up. Him? A friend? He'd had a few pokemon he was close to back home. Or used to be close to, at least. But the bonds he'd formed here were...