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Post by Ukesagi-tan on Aug 13, 2007 23:07:58 GMT -5
Frost attempted to close her damaged shell, managing to get it half closed before the attack hit. She was knocked back a bit, but shook off the attack.
"I don't know how much longer Frost can last," muttered J.R. "Frost, give it a full-force Tackle."
In an odd fit of strength, she managed to gather enough strength to send herself flying toward the Wingull in a less-than-spectacular Tackle.
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Post by MorriganFearn on Aug 14, 2007 9:36:19 GMT -5
The faltering attack didn't pin the wingull this time. However, the slamming shell smashed into the feathered body with considerable force. It drove the bruised opponent back, and he landed on the path, breathing heavily. He didn't want to close quarters with Frost, but he did squirt another water gun at her.
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Post by Ukesagi-tan on Aug 14, 2007 10:12:42 GMT -5
Frost braced herself for the attack and was sent back a bit by its force. She shook it off and glared at the Wingull. She was starting to hate these things...
"Frost, Tackle it one more time," commanded J.R.
Frost sighed and bounced toward the Wingull, sending herself into a close-range, though conciderably less powerful, Tackle. At least it was something.
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Post by MorriganFearn on Aug 28, 2007 19:02:51 GMT -5
The hard shell smashed into the wingull. He crashed to the ground, unable to move. Obviously Frost had achieved another victory, and just in time too, as the evening fog rolled in, blanketing everything.
((Frost has defeated a level 6 wingull Frost gains 1/2 a level Frost is now level 7 1/2))
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