Name: Archer
Age: 22
Gender: male
current location/situation: Goldenrod City
[i]S**t![/i] The explosion ripped a hole in the side of the building a meter wide. The debris nearly did Archer in, but he managed to only get hit in the arms as he covered his face. He dove behind a pile of rubble and looked for Ray. The Raichu fell over dead as a door knob, a hole to match the one in the wall through its belly. He was now down to just four of his original six.
Archer cried out as he simultaneously tossed a pokeball into the air and jumped out of the way of another fireball. An Alakazam flew out and met eyes with the Rapidash.
"Pysbeam!" Before Chazz could do anything the Rapidash was moving in Archer's direction, zigzagging in an attempt to dodge the attack.
"Aw hell." Archer threw himself through an already broken window as a large stream of fire flew. The Pysbeam hit the Rapidash square knocking it to the ground. Chazz's feet hit the ground and he closed his eyes. A soft melody filled the air as he invoked his hypnosis power. The Rapidash slowly fell asleep. Archer threw out another of his pokemon, a Zangoose with a nasty scar across his chest.
"Max, kill 'im" The Zangoose started to tear into the Rapidash until Archer finally called it to stop. He returned Max back to the pokeball as he looked at what was left of the Rapidash. He smiled. [i]You ain't the only ones that can be brutal[/i]. Chazz looked at him with sadness in his eyes.
[i]We have lost both Babs and Ray, Master[/i]. Archer nodded, he didn't say anything else, but Chazz was a mind reader, so he figured all the extra stuff got across. Chazz's telepathy had been weird at first. It was just a tad bizarre to hear voices in your head. He was used to it by now. Archer tapped his temple.
"Keep your mind open my friend." [i]Yes Master[/i]. The walk about through the city was hairy. Bodies lay everywhere, both of pokemon and of people, its amazing how fast you get used to seeing death when its on such a grand scale. When the attacks had first started Archer had been one of the few with any response time whatsoever, everyone else had been too stunned to do much else.
[i]Master, humans approach. Nine of them[/i]. Archer hid behind a stand of what used to be hot dogs, the smell still lingered, but Archer kept his eyes on the entryway to a clothing store. Chazz stood against a concrete barrier with his back to the approaching humans, his eyes were closed as he concentrated. The group of humans looked ragged, wore thin and several of them were injured, amazing the lack of pity that a single person can have, even for survivors of the same attack. When things get tough, the tough get brutal.
[i]Master, they're supplies are limited. However, several of them are trainers, one of which may be of use to us[/i]. Archer smiled, he careful pulled out his pokeball and tossed it on the ground, Raps hopped towards him and looked up at him.
"See if you can get us a good view Raps." I threw out its large wings and flew into the air, not without attacting some unwanted attention on the other hand.
[i]
Master, they heard that. They only think it is the attackers[/i].
"Good, keep em thinkin'"
pokemon team:
Alakazam: Chazz
Raichu: Ray (deceased)
Gyarados
Zangoose: Max
Fearow: Raps
Blaziken: Babs (deceased)
personality: Archer's a survivor, he looks after himself and his team first and above all else, but he's not above working with others if it suits his purposes. He deals with every situation as if it were a battle, winners and losers, he'll do anything that he needs to to win. This makes it sometimes hard for other people to relate to him
Pack: food and water, flashlight, pocket knife, small gas powered cook stove, eating and cooking utensils, machete and a single potion