Take out my pokeball-shaped medical tricorder. Diagnose Charmander's illness and replicate some fireproof medicine. Mix it with normal charfood and present to charmander. Do all this while not standing in the flames. Also leave my pokeball open on the ground next to a Zoroark treat, as a symbol of respect for this great creature. That thing ain't gonna be caged if it doesn't want to be, so may as well try to gain it's respect.
[6]
Your pokecorder beeps three times while examining your sick charmander, and then dings once it has concluded its examination. It states that your charmander has been poisoned with no less than four highly illegal and dangerous drugs, and has automatically reported this to the local authorities. It is incapable of synthesizing the required medicine, but a Nurse Joy has been dispatched to your location via Pigeotto, along with an Officer Jenny, who will question you about possible suspects for this heinous crime. They'll be here in [two turns].
[3]
You shrug and leave a treat out next to Zoroark's pokeball. It pops out of nowhere and eats the treat, then growls happily before disappearing again.
return snake to pokeball. Return to lurking.
[1]
You suddenly wake up and immediately start shrieking at the snake to get back in its pokeball. The enormous Arbok which is fully capable of eating you whole objects to being called a mere 'snake', by turning away from Meowth and biting your leg. You feel venom painfully coursing through your veins.
And since you
also made "return to lurking" part of your action, you aren't getting out of this by just not posting.
Aaah! Tell Jessie to get her snake under control, or at least in its pokeball.
Failing that, use doubleteam!
[5]
You leap back, creating an illusion of yourself where you were standing, and another which leapt farther back than you actually did. All three of you then stare in confusion at the snake which is now attempting to kill and eat its trainer.
Crozius slam the creature, then try to remove the illusion.
[5]
With a great roar, you bring both your bear arms down and smash the space-marine-turned Raichu. It goes splat, but you tear the adorable yellow fuzzball in two pieces anyway, raising the adorable corpse above your head, and letting the blood rain down onto your face.
"BY THE GLORY OF CHAOS, I HAVE SLAUGHTERED THIS TINY YELLOW MOUSE THING!"
[1]
What illusion? Clearly Chaos has turned you into a bear, and it would insult your daemonic masters to rebuke their blessings. Especially when it allowed you to so easily vanquish your hated enemy.
Posting to Participate in the OOC. Nothing to see here.
[521]
You are a
dangerously snobbish pheasant!Near you there is currently a blood covered space marine screaming at a small rat that it just ripped in half, an incompetent trainer trying to heal the baby dragon he poisoned, a giant snake biting its screaming trainer, and three identical cat things staring at her rather than helping with the snake.
The sheer amount of idiocy being displayed in front of you fills you with disdain.