Deja Vu (Open)

[Fel]

Paying much closer attention to where he put his hands than it would've appeared at first glance, Fel climbed over the massive fallen tree, his red cloak standing out in stark contrast to the lush green of the forest around him. Dropping down on the other side of the tree in a shallow crouch, Fel stopped for a moment and looked around at the vegetation, mildly surprised at how home he felt despite never having been there before. It was especially nostalgic given that travelling through another forest similar to this one, the Viridian forest just to the north of where he'd spent his last six years as a normal civilian, had been exactly how he'd started his journey back in Kanto. In a way it was only fitting in a poetic sense in that it'd be how he started things here in this new region before beginning his first serious Gym circuit. Back in Kanto he'd simply challenged any Gym he'd come across before leaving for Johto, and after that he hadn't challenged any at all for over two years, making his way straight to Olivine, and from there to Hoenn to visit his first home before wandering about the island region at random. Feeling a stare at the back of his neck, Fel looked behind him to see Treecko simply standing in place on all fours and staring at him in with apparent puzzlement, seemingly defying gravity as he clung to the side of the moss covered wood with his front end facing down and head craned back and level with the ground to look Fel in the face at eye level and having apparently stopped when his trainer had.

"I'm fine, just thinking. No need to worry." Fel said. Treecko, satisfied with the normal response and simply attributing the moment where Fel had spaced out to his usual reaction to something new, hopped from the tree side and onto Fel's shoulder, climbing up to drape himself over the top of Fel's head, the trainer not at all bothered with it. Treecko had been his first pokemon, hatched from an egg his parents had left him - they weren't so much trainer and pokemon as they were siblings, having both grown up together for the better part of eight years. As it was Fel still hadn't seen to getting a pokeball for Treecko - due to his small, unobtrusive size it almost seemed a waste, and as of yet Fel hadn't been able to find a good reason to get around to finding a ball. Reasonably sure that Treecko was secure in his occasional spot, Fel continued forwards through the forest and onwards to Stormcloud city. With any luck he'd find a few pokemon along the way to train against before he challenged the Gym, even though he knew he wasa probably well prepared as it was. The last Gym he'd challenged had specialized in Electric types as well, and he'd barely managed to win against Surge through a combination of typing and sheer luck - he knew how difficult the type could be to beat, and wanted to be as prepared as possible before going in.

[GUEST]

Some things never die. And... just for future reference, trees aren't one of those things. However, some times it seems that way, so you tackle it in different ways. Approach the situation differently, up to down, side to side, upward. Doesn't matter, whatever works I suppose. Some things in this forest have already learned such a lesson, others haven't. I happen to know one thing that did indeed have this lesson down. Name was Machop, and it knew what it was doing. Machop had managed to climb a tree, using its maneuverability and the environment around it. When it had done so, it began to chop away at the branches. Thus far, progress was slow and uninteresting.

Until, progress was made. When such things as progress occur, everything gets more interesting. Whether its a loading bar reaching the ninety-ninth percent or chopping off a part of a tree. Machop had struck the same heavy and long branch about 70 some times, and the very last strike broke it off. Machop realized it had taken out the part of the structure of the tree. Turning at a great speed, it jumped off the branch as it snapped off and dropped 40 feet to the ground. Machop managed to grab another branch by his right arm. He couldn't hold on much longer, and the branch in which he had grabbed onto didn't seem to have the ability to support him much longer.

Machop managed to build up a decent amount of momentum by swinging and jumped over to another branch, a couple feet lower. Machop looked back at the branch he was last on, plummeting to the ground. Machop breathing was unsteady. That was too close, and was very unfortunate. He had made enough noise already, and his approach to this particular tree was off. Of course, I have already explained that this Machop knew how to tackle all of its obstacles in different ways, but this wasn't working. Surely. Machop looked down at the branch it was standing on. It seemed pretty secure, but now he needed a way to get around. Looking around him in a circle, he saw a nearby branch that was on the next tree over. It would lead him to the ground with the path he saw.

Taking another risk, the Pokemon jumped to that branch, grabbing onto it. It swung swiftly, the branch being secure enough that it proved to be no problem. He landed on the next branch down. He then edged his way to the end of the heavy branch, and then hung from it. Machop let himself fall, catching himself momentarily on another tree in attempts to slow his fall down, he landed on the ground. Chopping away at these trees was just a hobby for Machop, but a dangerous one. Machop loved the rush, the adrenaline. But it didn't want to end its life falling to its death. Or perhaps it would break its legs and die and a horrible death getting eaten slowly by a Pokemon.

Machop looked back at the two trees he had just gone through swiftly and dangerously. He wouldn't give up his primary hobby, but he would abandon these trees for life. Walking up to the closest one, he chopped at it brutally with its arm. Using Karate Chop, it made a mark in the wood. This would hopefully remind him when he returned to this tree to leave it alone. Machop turned around and realized that a man was back there, not too far away. In fact, the man was close enough that all his wreckage would surely reach the man's eardrums and alert him to his exact location. Machop stood there blankly in front of the tree in which he just marked, hoping not to be detected by Fel. However, this was unlikely as the sound the Machop had made was quite insane.


WC - 665
(This post wasn't meant to be this long. But after playing AC Brotherhood for some hours straight, this post is explanatory.)

Name: Machop
Gender: Male
Level: 15
Abilities: Guts, No Guard
Moves: Leer, Low Kick, Focus Energy, Karate Chop, Low Sweep