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Open Pokemon Vs. Zombies?

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Name: Alex
Age: 16
Appearance: white t-shirt, jeans, goggles, messy brown hair, bluish greenish eyes.
Talents: Quick thinker, able to communicate with his Pokemon with his eyes.
Pokemon: Staraptor
Moves: Brave Bird, Steel Wing, Aerial Ace, and Wing Attack
Ability: Keen eye (accuracy can't be lowered)
Appearance: Has a completely white eye)

Alex was flying on his Staraptor when he noticed something purple flying in the air. "Is that a Noivern?" He wondered. Staraptor flew over close enough to see the Pokemon a bit better, "yep, that's a Noivern...and it's got survivors!" Alex waved his arms "Hey over here!" He shouted
 
Meanwhile, Brefew and Vigoroth were scouting the floors of the tower. After they had searched the first five floors Brefew became worried. So far they had seen nothing. No survivors, no zombies...the whole building looked untouched, it was odd and quite unsettling. As the pair began searching the second floor, Brefew's thoughts drifted elsewhere. He began wondering about the zombies, or whatever they were, and where they came from. Brefew was sure that some science group were out there somewhere trying to find out how to deal with this crisis but still... What if they didn't? Would this nightmare last forever? His thoughts were soon interrupted by a loud shout from Vigoroth followed by what sounded like human footsteps. Looks like this place wasn't untouched after all.
 
Zeth wasn't really playing attention, and was just making notes in his book. Suddenly, he noticed a Staraptor coming into view, and someone was atop it, shouting greetings towards them. Why? He was going to get them killed. The noise would attract a Fearow, or maybe even a Honchkrow at this kind of night. Fearows were relatively common, and were known for being especially deadly when corrupted due to their ability to poison easily. He tapped Plague on her shoulder and signalled across to the newcomer.
 
Alex noticed the two weren't talking to him and started to worry. Is something wrong? He wondered as he looked around and below him noticed something else purple climbing the air in between them, it was a Gliscor!
 
Plague waved a little, focusing more on directions now. " a left, and then go forward for a bit." she said, petting Millicent's head. Millicent shook it head, looking down below at the Gliscor. " Hey, you think that's a zombie gliscor?" Plague asked.
 
Name: Gavin
Age: 19
Appearance: 6'7 with spiked and crazy black hair, a green cap, a white and green striped t-shirt, blue leggings, and green striped shoes
Talents: Running
Partner: Blazkien
Moves: Blaze Kick, Sky Uppercut, Rock Tomb, Double Kick
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Zeth was deep in thought about the situation. The Gliscor was purple, a dark purple with silver areas on it's claws, tail and face. "Probably. Counting that in mind, we don't want to start a fight. We don't know the Gliscors changes and attacking will bring in the Fearow for sure. Since this other trainer is here, that'll make even more uneccesary casualties. We should try to lose it or reach your shelter where we can probably take it down without attracting attention."
 
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Alex watched grimly at the Gliscor. Has it noticed us? He thought, No matter, if it hadn't it will soon enough. We gotta get away... The Gliscor continued to fly in a straight line directly between Staraptor and the Noivern. He had been so distracted by the Gliding Bat he hadn't noticed the other Pokemon surrounding them, a giant circle of Gliscor was now around them with the original still in the middle. Oh no, I get it, it's a hunting group...looks like they plan for us to be their next meal. Then he got a plan, he just needed a way to communicate with the others, and fast.
 
Name: Charles
Age: 16
Appearance: Skinny, 5'8" with short blue hair, has on a brown flat cap, wears a yellow V neck shirt, brown cargo pants, black hiking shoes, and has a shoulder bag with a blue vulture emblem on it
Talents: Scavenging, Able to improvise when resources are limited
Partner Pokémon: Teddiursa
Appearance: Nothing unusual
Gender: Male
Ability: Pickup (The user may pick up items while walking.)
Moveset: Scratch, Covet, Protect, Rock Smash

Charles had just woken up near a pile of crates, looking around as everything had appeared very blurry. He noticed something orange as the orange figure slowly got close to him. He quickly blinked and soon realized that the Teddiursa was trying to wake him up. He got up while noticing a trail of red feet as he thought to himself, "Something's just not right here."

Meanwhile, Teddiursa walked up to a window that had a crack near the corner and found a Potion as he stared out. He then soon realized that there were zombies outside! Teddiursa freaked out as he went to Charles while grabbing his leg and exclaimed, "TEDDIURSA, URSA!" [Translation: OH MY GOD, THERE ARE THESE WALKING DEAD FREAKS!] Charles quickly covered his mouth and quietly retorted to him, "Shh.. look we need to be quiet. It's reality now."

Charles then quietly looked around as he noticed the place was run down, but he soon found some useful items. He picked up a baseball bat, batteries, and some materials for building. He stuffed everything in his bag as he quietly walked around, trying to avoid any encounters with the undead.

ADMIN EDIT: Your posts must be in PAST tense as per our rules. NOT present tense. I fixed them this time. Next time, it's an official warning.
 
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Zeth only just noticed the group of Gliscors gradually surrounding them. They all seemed to be Corrupted Gliscor, the one in the centre must have signalled them here. He looked to the trainer with his Staraptor and then to Plague in front of him. "What do you think we should do?" Landing now would be impossible due to the encircling group of Gliscor. A fight however, would result in a predictable fast loss, due to the situation and unpredictability of Corrupted Pokemon. Even a win would draw in the Fearow to scavenge afterwards.
 
Alex had Star fly over the center Gliscor over to the trainer. "Psst" he whispered, "Have Noivern fly as fast as it can, the Gliscor will try to keep up with us. Then go as slow as possible and dive down under the clouds so they can't find us."
 
Name: Yirril
Age: 14
Appearance: 5"5', red hair, glasses, a torn grey jacket, black jeans, necklace with blue stone
Talents: strategizing (unless under pressure)
Partner Pokémon: Zoroark
Appearance: normal
Gender: male
Ability: illusion
Moves: Night slash, Dark pulse, Sucker punch, Shadow ball

Yirril ran, and ran through the streets trying to fight bite tears with what he saw permanently sketched into his mind as long as he lived. Okay, okay don't stop. Yirril thought to himself until he found a building, he went in and collapsed on to a table." Where am I "he said out of breath," what is this building, or was this building for"? Yirril walked to a window in the back only to see people splitting up at the sight of a horde and a corrupted Tyrannitar. Yirril thought to what he saw making him fall unconscious.
 
Name: Armello Ryder-Canst
Age: 12
Appearance: His hair is scraggly and greasy and reaches to his chin, his face gaunt and shallow. His eyes are green and lifeless. He only owns one outfit (Jeans and an orange button down shirt; occasionally a dirty baseball cap) that he washes regularly. Armello has a severe case of Restless Leg Syndrome. He almost looks as though he could be a zombie himself.
Talents: Botany
Partner Pokémon: Abra (Called Jethro)
Gender: Male
Ability: Synchronise (If affected by a status condition, will pass status condition back onto opponent)
Move Set: Teleport

Armello had a simple residence. He set himself up in an abandoned riverside cabin after the Incident hit his sector of the city. The zombie apocalypse made it hard for a street rat like him feel safe out there. He wasn't sure how much of a risk he was at out here, but he felt safer at the very least.
He had started a berry farm outside of his temporary home after finding some manuals and supplies inside the dwellings and, for the most part, no Pokémon had tried to steal from him. He found that unsettling.
He tended to his crops, his legs shaking beneath his body made it hard for him to precisely water his plants without pouring some of it onto his earthy feet. The Abra who only accompanied him for several hours of the day was inside, sleeping interminably.
Armello jumped in surprise at the sounds of various Pokémon crying out above him. He raised his head to see a squadron of discoloured Gliscor, a Noivern, and a Staraptor. The Staraptor and the Noivern seemed to be carrying survivors, but there was no way to be sure. Frightened, the young boy dropped his pail and ran for the safety of the indoors.
 
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"huh, wh...what happened," Yirril said to himself as he stood up then he saw something "Whose there, oh my glasses are just cracked... wait that's a bad thing well crap," Yirril wandered out side where the street was entirely empty "Gotta get outside the city," Yirril said while stumbling down the road," I probably look like a zombie from a distance but first gotta find Zee," Yirril's stumble disappeared and he walked normally down the street hoping to run into anybody, preferably someone he knows.
 
Name: Mikaela Strange, like to be called Mik or Mikmik
Age: 14
Appearance: Chin-length copper like hair, reddish orange eyes, pale complexion, and a short thin-frame. Wears a light blue sweater dress hoodie with a white turtleneck underneath, black shorts-skirt, black leggings, and light blue boots with white snowflake designs, she owns a foldable roller skates soles which she modified so it can also function as ice skates. She has a shiny charm earring on her left ear and a oval charm earring on the other. She's sensitive when it come to her height cause it make her look like a twelve year-old instead of fourteen.
Talents: Martial Arts, Biologist, Inventor
Partner Pokémon: Shiny! Decidueye. (Chastiefol.) ((OOC: Do you allow shinies?))
Gender: Male
Ability: Long Reach
Move Set: Spirit Shackle, Shadow Ball, Leaf Blade, Leafage...
Other: Chastiefol wears a small backpack/saddle, an invention of Mik's older brother that was used by his own Decidueye and was design for the specific Pokémonit's main function was to carry small amount of supply so the Decidueye

Mik was doing her usual routines before the Incident. She was with her usual partners, Chastiefol the Decidueye and Lizbeth the Gardevoir, they worked a part-time delivery job from the warehouse she was staying in. She worked mainly for shelter, food and small amount of money since she started her journey.

She remembered patting the head of the warehouse delivery and mascot Pokémon, a Tyranitar, before getting lose in a conversation with the manager. It was peaceful just for a second until all hell broke loose, she was suddenly on the top floor with a pair of battered partners and a half-dead manager with a rabid looking Houndoom, the managers Pokémon, who looked as half-dead as it's trainer.

She was shaking in fear as her Decidueye collapse from exhaustion, Lizbeth was still standing but she looked like she was close to collapsing herself. Mik cradled Chastiefol afraid that he was affected by the thing that caused the population to go into chaos. The embrace Pokémon knew that she cant stand a chance on winning the two zombified Pokémon and human so she did the only thing she could do, she gathered every ounce of her psychic power which caused the appearance of the small black hole in her arms. Once the two zombies pounce towards them, she enlarged the black hole just enough to swallow the two zombies and herself into it.

Mik could only watched her beloved Pokémon's sacrifice and she felt sicked. So useless, incompetent. She let her Pokémon kill herself and possibly the other two. Mik was a murderer. That's what she thought at that time and she cried, she cried until she felt too exhausted to care anymore. Chastiefol and Mik stayed at the store after that, Mik losed every willpower she had and Chastiefol scavenge everything that could helped with their survival. Chastiefol didnt dare took a step outside since Mik would always go into a catatonic state when she cant feel or see his presence and because of the horde of zombified Pokémon and humans outside. With Mik's condition there chance to survived longer were dimmed but she will snapped out of it, that's what Chastiefol believed and hoped.
 
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