EVENT - Pokemon attacking and stuff

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So. It's morning, in winter. It's a nice time, nice and cool. Well, cold, but whatever. This is a short part, because the majority of this EVENT OPENING will be in comments below this.

So yeah. Pokemon are wrecking shit, looking for you guys from other universes.

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[emmet]

Of course! [Emmet knew he should be in a rush. This was fun, after all. And that's all that mattered, right? Not the fact they could be trying to destroy them. Not the fact that it could be deadly.

Nope, the fact it was fun. Emmet kind of wished he had a weapon, so he could fight with his crew. As the balls finished being healed, Emmet grabbed them.] Come on! Let us go!

[Without waiting for an answer, he rushed outside, and released three of his Pokemon. He knew that he couldn't release all four - regulations, you see. Before him, Jolt, Arrow, and the un-named Golett stood. And then, the Golett turned to Emmet, eyes glowing...

And punched him. However, Emmet didn't flinch, or even show that he felt that. What.] You are mine now, Golett. We must protect ourselves. Yup. Now - attack the other Pokemon! The wild ones! The baaad ones!

[pokeball-afro.livejournal.com]

[Miror B. grins approvingly at Emmet's enthusiasm, then rushes to follow him out the door. He gives a quizzical look at the three Pokemon Emmet releases, unused to seeing three released at a time like that. Although -- he paused a moment to think about it -- Unovans participated in Triple Battles, didn't they? And --] Oh!

[The Golett punched Emmet! Miror takes a step back, more puzzled by Emmet's lack of reaction than anything else. He didn't think Emmet was the kind of person to take a punch like that. Hmm. He slowly grins as Emmet commands the Golett, appreciating the subtle use of mind games. He releases his Lotad and Snivy as a pair of wild Goletts shamble forward.] Fuhohoho! Right, Snivy, Lotad; pick one and let's go! Snivy: Vine Whip, Lotad: Absorb! [He pulls a couple of empty Pokeballs out of his pocket. It may not be as easy as snagging, but being attacked by a swarm of rare Pokemon was taking a lot of the leg work out of catching Pokemon.]

[emmet]

[Emmet gave a small glance to Miror B. - he was going to capture more Pokemon? Well, that made sense. The more, the merrier... right? He gave a sharp nod, as his Pokemon charged forward - Golett only listening because the punch did nothing.
He then looked to Miror B., and gave a smile. He was bleeding a bit - he did get a bit of that punch in the mouth - but he didn't seem to notice it himself.] How many do you think there are left?