The PACIFIDLOG Team

Although the exchanges between Yusei and Francis were congenial enough, the Magikarp could sense a layer of distrust underneath. Oh no! He fluttered about, wanting them to just get along with one another and work together in this ruined world. It was hard enough living under normal circumstances - Leviathan knew that it would only became much more difficult if there were feuds amongst themselves. But seeing as how they put off their bad first impressions away for now, the Fish Pokemon gave a slight nod to himself. He would do the same as they are; confront something only when it's crucial.

"So um... w-where are we going to go?" He asked tentatively, taking a quick glance around the wide expanse of water around them. There was so much, and the Magikarp knew that despite how wide the ocean was, there was still the chance of encountering infected. ... glub. It wasn't something he was exactly excited about, facing the undead and their ranks. It was something he'd rather avoid, actually.

They couldn't really stay here, at least for long. Perhaps they could stay until tomorrow morning, stay the night and recuperate, then go out come morning. Yes, that sounds like a good plan! But looking at Yusei's hard gaze, whatever bravery Lev had conjured disappeared like mist in the morning sun. I'll... l-let him decide. It was better that way, he supposed. He was alright with staying in the back and letting others take the lead. ... If only I had the courage to take the lead. The orange fish waved his fins lazily as he waited for the response. If only.

(( Blag. Sorry but please skip me. Just say that Francis narrowed his eyes at Yue, waiting for a response.))

"I think we should split up and look for supplies and a place to rest. Lev, you can go with Francis and I will go by myself. Let's meet back here in half an hour." Leviathan nodded with great enthusiasm, eager to find something to do other than fighting between themselves. S-splendid! The Magikarp thought, looking at the ruined town of Pacifidlog in a new light. What he first saw was a dump was now a prospective area filled with nourishing supplies, and what he first thought was depressing was now filling him with hope. Lev swam closer to the sunken logs of the town, looking just beyond them to the barely afloat buildings in the vicinity.

"W-where to?" He turned around to smile at Francis, thankful for the gentle Tentacruel. Although Lev slightly berated himself for his wimpy stutter, the Magikarp was excited at the prospect of helping out his new friends. "I was thinking of g-going through the b-buildings!" He suggested, flapping his fins as he turned once again to face Pacifidlog. There was something hiding in this city, not necessarily food and shelter, but something else. Lev's gut was telling him so, but for the moment he brushed it off, drifting closer to the town's middle. It's probably nothing anyhow.

The Milotic clearly thiught he was all that, the one to be in charge. You could tell this easily by the way he heald himself and moved through the water. It truly irritated the Tentacruel, but he also regaurded it like just another one of his studies. He would see just how exactly the Milotic would act and respond."I think we should split up and look for supplies and a place to rest. Lev, you can go with Francis and I will go by myself. Let's meet back here in half an hour." This was not at all what Francis was expecting and he blinked with suprise. Explore, look for supplies, and meet back up? That sounded like a real plan for disaster. If an infected crossed him, neither the Magikarp nor the Tentacrual would be there to help him. Francis did not have time to voice his concerns, though, as the serpent mrerly threw the orders at them and swam away. A sigh escapedthe Tentacruel, a slow shake of his large head. Still did not seem like the smartest idea...

...But on the other hand, Leviathan clearly did not share his doubts. A hidden smile tugged at Francis as the orange fish looked at the city. It was easy for Francis to see the renewed joy within his new friend and it in turn lifted his own spirits. Now that the Milotic was not around, ceasing to insult the fish, he visibly relaxed, sinking father into the water with a content sigh.

"W-where to?" Leviathan turned to regaurd the Tentacruel, a happy smile tugging at his lips. Francis could not help but grin back, even if it only shown through his eyes. He honestly enjoyed Lev's company and he had the fantastic feeling that the feeling was returned. As his brown gaze regaurded the wreckage, a new thiught occured to him and he dared to voice his concerns this time. "You know, Leviathan, if you think about it, he is the only one out of us that can really go onto land. What rwal supplies do we need?" Feancis did not speak with the intention of hurting the fish's feelings or something horrible, but his brain was just wored to focus on things that others chose to ignore. However, as Leviathan spoke again, the duel type pushed the thiughts away. He had a friend for the first time in a long time. He intended to keep it.

"I was thinking of g-going through the b-buildings!" He turned to face Pacifidlog once more and the excitement became contagious and the Tentacruel dropped his doubts. He had to just let things flow every once in a while. Just flow. "Sounds good to me, my friend. Why don't you choose which one?" Francis replied, suggesting in a friendly tone as he too turned to face the floating wreckage. Honestly. He would have said the human's Pokemon Center, but kept it to himself. This was Lev's moment. He would let him have it.

"... What real supplies do we need?" The Magikarp listened in quiet thought, and he had to admit - while Francis and himself were restricted to the shoreline, Yusei could easily slither over onto dry land and do what they could not. W-well, there's no 'I' in t-teamwork! Lev thought in determination, his eyes flitting from each sunken building to another. He wondered for a moment if there may be dangerous foes lying about, but soon after he dismissed it with a wave of his fin. What could be a worse enemy in this stranded world than yourself? There's c-certainly an 'I' in isolation...

Francis suggested that he would be the one to pick the building they scavenge through first. The prospect of such an honor thrilled the little Fish Pokemon, doing a small circle in his excitement. Settling down, Lev peered at one household, to the next, and doing so until his eyes landed on the building in the center of Pacifidlog - the Pokemon Center. G-glub, I hope the inf-fected haven't gotten to it. The Magikarp would easily admit any day that he is scared stiff of the living dead, as well as their barbaric ways. Pondering on that, the orange fish could barely even believe that the very undead that threatened to eat him without thought were actually living breathing beings once.

"The b-building with the orange r-roof, the uh, P-Pokemon Center!" He stuttered the words, breaking his train of thought as he placed himself in the present. The last thing Lev would want right now was to let Francis watching him stare blankly! Smiling meekly a the Tentacruel, the Magikarp began to make his way over to the Pokemon Center, when he heard the sounds of battle occurring just a little ways off. Glub?! The water type started at the noises, but it was all too soon settled and things quieted down again. It left Leviathan unsettled still, however.

"W-what do you think that w-was?" He asked Francis, paddling just closer to the other fish for assistance on this predicament. Wasn't that the direction that Yusei had gone towards? Was it possible that the Milotic could be in danger? Anxiety was beginning to get the best of him, but with a deep breath the Magikarp forced himself to remain calm, and await to see if there were anymore disturbances in that direction.

Francis smiled with amusment as Leviathan took so happily to being the one to choose. It was as if he were an inexperianced child, but not in a bad way. He got so excited over things that even the Tentacruel himself would take for grannit. "The b-building with the orange r-roof, the uh, P-Pokemon Center!" The Magikarp had chosen none other than what Francis had wanted. He rumbled happily, his tentacles swaying leisurely around him. "The Pokemon Center it is then, my friend!" The fish swam happily forward, his joyous emotions almost coming from him in waves. Francis swam beside the fish as they slowly made their way to the building. He is so happy and full of life, the duel type mused with a hidden smile. I can't deny that I am indeen enjoying his company. I hope that we may stay together for a while. with that positive thought, Francis accelorated his speed before slowing down again with a sheepish glance at Lev. It was still his moment- he would not take it.

Before they had even reached the Pokemon Center, sudden sounds of a struggle sounded not far away and the water moved unnaturally. Francis tensed, straining to see what had happened."W-what do you think that w-was?" Leviathan asked in a worried voice, distress clear in his movements. Francis did not awnser at first. That Milotic had gone off in the direction the sounds came from... The Tentacruel scoffed silently. Maybe he found another polr soul to randomly attack. 

But he would never say that outloud to Leviathan- the poor fish always seemed sensetive to harsh words. "I am sure that is is just Yusei, Leviathan," the duel type attempted at soothing the fish. He wanted nothing more than to avoid the moddy serpent. "Come on, I am sure that he is fine. Let's go try out the Pokemon Center," he urged the Magikarp, his voice soothing as he turned back to Pacifidlog.

"Come on, I am sure that he is fine. Let's go try out the Pokemon Center," Francis said in a calm voice, Lev nodding in resignation. The Magikarp still had a nagging feeling that something had gone wrong, but with a wry smile he began to make his way to the sunken Pokemon Center. Yusei would be alright... right? The doubt that lingered in his mind made the Fish Pokemon falter in his movements, just in front of the Pokemon Center's entrance. They should check up on the Milotic, let his soul rest easy once they were positive the serpent was okay!

"Francis, I think w-we should-"

"WHERE ARE YOU GUYS!?" Leviathan whipped around, creating splashes in the water, his eyes wide as he realized that was Yusei yelling. He looked at Francis for a moment - we've gotta go! - before the Magikarp began to swim his fastest towards the general area where the voice of the other fish had come from. A-arceus, keep Yusei safe! His heart trembled at the thought of what dangers might be there, but he did not stop; he knew how it felt to be abandoned at times of great need, and he would not do the same for another being.

"Yusei! W-we're her-!" Lev's voice caught in his throat as he witnessed a large Wailord coming up at a rapid speed towards Yusei.

"WHERE ARE YOU GUYS!?" The loud cry made Francis freeze, his movements all ceasing as he silently cursed. How much of a fool he was! Beleiving that the stupid Milotic could keep out of trouble. He was going to have to deal with his own personal ill feelings later though- Yusei needed Leviathan and him. As the Tentacruel snapped into action, whipping around in one fluid movement, he caught his companion's gaze. The Magikarp's eye were wide, all of his emotions showing, silently urging Francis and him to get going. Then Leviathan shot off, the jellyfish right behind him. 

Francis' earthy eyes were narrowed and hard. He was no doubt going to never forgive himself if something ever happened to the Milotic. The two quickly rounded the corner of the town, returning to where they had just seen Yusei a minute ago. Releif shot through Francis as he saw the serpent. He looked flustered and agitated but otherwise unharmed. But something made the Tentacruel stop in his tracks as Leviathan continued moving forward. Francis narrowed his eyes, scanning the area around them. Something had made the Milotic freak out and call for them... But what? 

Just as the Magikarp reached Yusei, announcing that they had arrived, a roar vibrated through the water. Icy horror made his blood run cold. That could only be... His thoughts were never finished as a huge mass of a rotting corpse shot through the air. Francis shot up into the air in horror, screaming out a curse. "Zut!!" It had to be a wailord. No wonder the Milotic had called out and paniked! Francis shot forward, putting himself in between Lev and Yusei and the undead. "Come on! We gotta move!" He nearly snarled the words. The jewels upon his large head suddenly glowed, a massive amount of violet acid shooting through the air at the undead. The thing recoiled and roared in anger as the Acid Spray hit it in the face. But it was nowhere near defeated. Just pissed.

With the strike of the Acid Spray, the infected Wailored shifted back from the attack as it simply richoceted off of the undead tissues, the simple strike only proving to further agitate and anger the massive Wailord, its bellowing and decayed bellow resounding hollowly throughout the area. As it began to make a recovery, somethimg seemed to change in the flows and ebbs of the waters. Before the trio was already what is very well the largest water pokemon in the world, and yet, the cause of this new disturbance was different.

With a red glow coming from under the surface, the waters seethed and boiled, not from heat, but from a mass amount of air bubbles; the source soon made himself known as he broke the surface of the waters with a blast of the waves. As Tyrannus hoisted his body out of the waters grasp, his forward two tentacles swiftly illuminated themselves with a sickly violet color. As quickly as the color overcame the limbs did he lash out with two Poison Jab strikes; he wasn't going to let this mass of necrotic flesh recover. While the Wailord's frustrations were bad, they seemed to pale to the Tentacruel's ranting.

With the hits came a string of shouts and curses at the Wailord, making it prominent that he had something going on with the Wailord. "You think you could escape from me, the mighty Tyrannus?! You must be daft you overgrown hunk of fertilizer! First you get the nerve to invade my waters, and then you think you can tear up my territory and just leave?! Think again fool!" His voice was booming and gritty, seeming wild and outrageous, but there was an underlying tone of some wisdom and extreme cunning.

(OoC-Song: Your Gonna Go Far Kid; Offspring)

"Come on! We gotta move!" Francis spoke in an authoritative voice, and even when Lev couldn't agree anymore, he couldn't find it in himself to move away from the large beast. It didn't help in the least when another Tentacruel arose from the water's depths, yelling death to the Wailord and proclaiming his name as 'Tyrannus'. E-e-eep! Lev skirted backwards, not sure which one was scarier - the Infected and its moaning, or the Angry and his exalting.

But he was the only remaining one to take action in ending this tomfoolery. Yusei was all over the place, swinging to and fro gracefully with keen intent on bringing demise to this foul beast. Francis had spurted a sizable amount of Acid Spray upon its skin, creating an unsightly scene as the Wailord continued to groan creepily. The newly arrived Tentacruel had made it evident that he had been following the whale for some time now. B-but... What could a small Magikarp such as he do against something so large? So strong? So scary?

An odd sense of peacefulness came upon Leviathan as he took in three deep breaths. Of course, as a one-on-one he would stand no chance at all, but he had friends with him, and they were reason enough to fight. One... The Fish Pokemon swam into the fighting, making sure he didn’t get in the way of the others. Two... He took one last huff and spread his fins outward. ... Three! He pushed upward with as much might as he could muster, and before he knew it he was high up in the sky, gravity pulling him down towards the Wailord.

[ooc: Lev used Bounce!]

((Got nothing orz Skip. Francis is just using Acid Spray while trying not to hit the new guy. lol))

With a roaring bellow, Tyrannus whipped away with his tentacles in order to dive back into the waters below. After ending up safely in the waters, he glanced upward from the deep, realizing just how good his timing was. Other pokemon had joined him in the fight, and he had narrowly avoided the waves created by the Milotic and the undead scourge he had been hunting. Tyrannus was impressed by the trio as he watched; even the Magikarp was putting up a fight!

A mental grin came to him as he surfaced once again. The constant shifting of the tides and flows thanks to the Wailord would make a coordinated sneak attack very tricky. Knowing that it would take all of them together, the Tentacruel took a deep breath, drawing water into his body. With that, the orbs on his cranium glowed vibrantly as he took advantage of his physiology. As he absorbed more and more water, his tentacles grew more and more in length.

After deciding they had reached an appropriate length, he quietly surfaced and lashed out with almost all of his elongated limbs, the tendrils wrapping around the Wailord and squeezing to keep hold as he used Wrap. With that, he addressed the Milotic and the others. "Hey! Pretty boy! I need you to use that Ice Beam and freeze this corpse up! If we can get it stopped, we can shatter the ice and thus, the infected! But you young'uns better hurry it up, I can only hold this thing for so long!"

[OoC: My phone doesn't understand copy and paste >.<]

Zeke swam the waters of Hoenn at a slightly quicker pace than he usually did. That crazy guy who zoomed past him the day before shouting about an epidemic of some sort was starting to get to him a little. The oceans were a lot quieter than usual lately ... Still, the Golduck told himself that it was probably just a bad outbreak of flu or something and that the guy had just overreacted.

Underwater everything looked the same, so Zeke headed up to the surface to get a better look around. Before he'd got his head above the water the current suddenly jolted and the water rippled. Zeke froze and looked around for the source of the disturbance. He found it quicker than he'd hoped; a gigantic Wailord was swimming straight towards him at a great speed. From the way that the water was going crazy and the current was threatening to carry him off, it had created one hell of a wave on the surface.

"Whoa, watch where you're going, pal," Zeke called after the Wailord after dodging it's massive bulk. The giant whale didn't even respond. How rude! But the next moment a Tentacruel had appeared and had wrapped its tentacles around the Wailord's body. More confused than ever, Zeke swam upwards to the surface.

Poking his head above the water, Zeke saw that it was right next to a human settlement of some sort, with pathways and houses all floating on water ... well, it looked like they used to float; most of them were half-submerged underwater and were badly damaged. What the hell is going on? The Golduck climbed out onto one of the floating logs and saw a Milotic, a Magikarp and another Tentacruel all ganging up on the Wailord. "What the--" Frowning, Zeke tried to march over to them but ended up wobbling slightly on his new, longer legs. He looked more handsome as a Golduck, but the long legs weren't quite tuned in yet.

"Hey!" Zeke yelled over the racket as he staggered over to them. The Milotic was closest so he stood next to him and pointed a webbed finger at the serpent, but he shouted loud enough for everyone to hear."What do you think you're doing, eh? Leave the big guy alone! I mean, I know he's rude and all that but that's no reason to gang up on him like this. Let's just chill, OK? Why's everyone so aggressive these days?"

Tyrannus heard the shouts of the newly arrived Golduck, though he ignored them for now, though Yusei's shouts of aggression and frustration were hard to tune out. Though, they snapped him back to full awareness, narrowly bringing his tentacles away from the strike of the ice beam attack. The dual type was determined to finish off this beast, and he wasn't afraid to get down and dirty if he had to; after fighting enough infected pokemon and even being in waters mixed with their blood, he found that he had complete immunity, most likely since he was part poison type. Even as he was buffeted by the filthy wave of waters, Tyrannus kept his grip, now sliding back and turning the exposed wound of the Wailord to the west of the town; he was deceivingly strong it seemed.

"You've plagued these waters and my turf long enough!! I've had it with all of you infected bastards, and so help me Arceus, I will rip you all apart with my tentacles and jaws!! NOW DIE!!" With a maddened warcry born of pure fury, the Tentacruel pulled the tentacles of his body back with tremendous force. He was using all his strength, but he had plenty of stamina, so he would be fine. As he yanked back, the Wailord's body bent outward at the wound, a resounding and sickly snap heard as the deteriorated Wailord's backbone snapped, the Wailord essentially made immobile; but that wasn't enough. Tyrannus roared and continued pulling; he planned on living up to his vow of ripping apart these undead menaces.

After the Milotic had promptly turned round and screamed into his face, Zeke was left feeling rather stunned. He wiped some spit off his cheek and frowned. Was everyone around here crazy? "Living dead? What the heck are you talking--" he snapped back as the Milotic was hurled onto a pile of debris by a huge wave of filthy water sent by the captured Wailord. Zeke dived back into the sea and dove down to avoid the wave, but surfaced again after he heard a loud crunch. One of the Tentacruel - the larger of the two - had broken the Wailord's spine. Looking at the giant, Zeke couldn't help but notice that its skin was a darker, murkier colour than usual. The creature's eyes were half-open and, with a terrified jolt, Zeke's eyes met with the Wailord's glowing red ones.

"Whoooa..." The Golduck sat down onto a vertical log and held his head in one hand. Living dead Pokemon ... Nah, it can't be ... can it?

Fransis was completely shocked. First this other Tentecruel came out of no where and then things just started getting crazy. He whipped around to see a Golduck suddenly appear, yelling something, only to have Yusei yell back. Francis cringed. Just what they needed. More yelling. But the good thing about all of the strangers showing up was that, while the larger Tentacruel mauled and took care of the imediate threat, was that this opened the perfect opportunity for the others to stradegize a plan.

The small tentecruel moved closer to the golduck, nodding his head in greeting, but quickly turning his attention to Leviathan and the Milotic. "That guy maybe crazy, but he is giving us a perfect opening. We need to all attack that thing at once- taking it out- before either it or the Tentacruel demolish the whole town. I-" A frown developed upon the Jellyfish as she watched Yusei. Something was wrong with the serpent; he was very oviously drifting away from the group.

Without a second thought, Francis dove underwater, resurphacing next to the Milotic. "Yusei? Yusei! Come on, we need you!" His voice rose with worry, casting a wide eyed glance at the two fighting. Things were going downhill fast.



((Ooc; Ark, you need to head each post with the picture of your character like everyone else. c: ))

[OoC: I can't really think of anything to put, just say Tyrannus was tearing the undead Wailord to shreds. And what I need to do is stop making my posts on my phone. >_<;]

Zeke's mind was working overtime as he sat and tried to figure out whether that Milotic had been telling the truth or was crazy like almost everyone else he'd met out here. The idea of living dead Pokemon was just ridiculous and Zeke would've simply laughed if it weren't for the decaying giant before him. The smaller of the two Tentacruel drifted past him and bid him a friendly nod, but the Golduck was so dumbstruck that he just stared back at him blankly and did not reply.

The Tentacruel moved over to the floating body of the Milotic and tried to rouse him. "Yusei? Yusei! Come on, we need you!" he was shouting. Zeke had seen and met plenty of Tentacruel in his time but wasn't sure if they could touch others with those tentacles without stinging them. Finally alert again, Zeke stood up and dived back into the bloody water. The larger of the two Tentacruel was really doing a number on the Wailord. Zeke retched a little at the blood in the water and tried not to accidentally swallow any of it or he might've vomited.

He swam over to the Tentacruel and unconscious Yusei and asked, "You need some help there? I can help you move him if you want."