The VERDANTURF Team

Kibo had fainted yet again. Vera sighed, getting slightly annoyed at his wimpiness. She had the same injuries as him, and she was able to maintain consciousness. She had no time to react when an Exploud showed up, and she had no time to react when Baloo picked her up bridal style. The two of them hid behind a rock while Dawnfang had Kibo on her back. "Are you alright?" The Buizel asked her. She had an obvious blush on her face as Baloo was holding her. This was a real man. "Y-Yeah, Baloo. Thank you."

(OoC: Vera wants a man now! /shot)

(Skip me, please.)

(Skip me, please. You guys post too fast for me to come up with posts. Also, how did we get from morning to afternoon in two cycles?)

Vera was now growing worried about Kibo. He was extremely hurt, and there was no place in Verdanturf to help him rest up. She nearly jumped at the sound of Kibo crying out in his sleep. "Mommy! Mommy..! M-Mommy... Mommy! Come back... Please" The Quilava's heart couldn't take a lot more of this. She carefully jumped onto Dawnfang's back and stayed close to the injured Dewott. Due to his injures, Vera couldn't hug him, and it saddened her, because it seemed like he was in desperate need of one now. The best she could do right now was to just take his paw in hers.

(Ty, if you don't want Vera getting onto Dawnfang's back, I'll edit the post.)

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As Vera got off Dawnfang's back, she heard Baloo speak to her. "Vera if you could move Kibo to the floor and restrain him so I can give him this medicine I'd appreciate it" Vera nodded and went over to the Dewott and carefully picked him up. "Hey there, sleepy head." She said softly and almost teasingly. "Enjoy the ride?" As she carefully laid the Dewott down on the floor, she sat up by his head. The Quilava used her front paws to hold Kibo still, just above his ribs so it wouldn't hurt. "Just relax, Kibo." She whispered. She then thought of a motivator to encourage him to take the medicine. "If you behave, I'll give you a reward when you begin to feel better." She lightly kissed his neck to make sure he got the idea.

Harley was dozing in the rising sun. It was nice... almost peaceful, if such a word can be used to describe this world anymore. Not that he minded the Monsters. One Seismic Toss and they were yesterday's news. He held alot of high esteem in the fact he could out-maneuver the buggers. After all, if not for his speed, what good was he? He ignored that little tid-bit of information then and there and decided to continue on his journey, rising from sleep to greet the glorious day.

"What a lovely day... no point wasting it laying around."
He strolled away, his fist crackling with electricity from the sheer amount of voltage he'd absorbed from this place using the broken Power Plant. It was a nice feeling to be filled with so much raw power and energy. It made him feel sort of.... light, as if he weighed five pounds less while he was "juiced up" as he called it. He ruffled his dirty, scraggly mane out of his eyes, which were protected from being smited by the hair thanks to his safety goggles, which were still looking rather nice, given the conditions he lived in.

He continued talking to himself, the words breaking the silence and making him feel less lonely. Harley was so tired of being alone out here....
"I just need somebody to talk to... anybody but myself.... ANYBODY."

The very though made him angry, and in a furious exclamation, he released a highly-concentrated burst of electricity through his fist as he punched the ground, the dirt beginning to heat up and spark from the water within the ground beneath him. When he calmed down finally, smoke rose from the ground in front of him, and he was doubled over, weakly panting from the pure exertion.
"Let's.... Oh Arceus... Let's not do that again."

((IM ON THE TEAM AGAIN))

Vera struggled to hold Kibo steady as Baloo gave him a pill. Semmed like her motivation wasn't worth taking a pill for. After the Buizel forced the pill into his brother's mouth, Vera let out a sigh of relief. "Finally." She sighed. The Quilava was going to hold up to her end of the deal. But first, Kibo needed to rest. "Get some rest, and you'll get your reward later." She whispered into his ear.

Harley was confused and tired, not to mention alone. He was so alone it hurt him to be so without company of any kind. It nearly broke his mind from the effort not to have a tantrum and violently dismember something... ANYTHING. Good God in heaven in he needed somebody to talk to. Hope was not lost, nor was it found however, and this presented a particular problem for the Pikachu. How was he to keep his sanity under such conditions?
"Easy answer... I can't. I'm going crazy... it's like a disease."

Attempting pointlessly to clam his mind, he was met with crushing failure when his brain assaulted him with the perpetual loneliness he had found himself in. It wasn't an easy thing to cope with: one's agonizing lack of contact. He needed somebody to touch, talk to, listen to, even fight. Just somebody else.
You'll always be alone... just like the greasy rat that you are.

He forced away the thoughts with another draining Thunderpunch which actually shook the ground that time from the amount of voltage. He shuddered at the impact with the ground and cracked his knuckles, walking past a Pokemon Center. Harley's fur crackled weakly from his sadness and he hardly noticed anything around him. He could very well have walked past somebody and not have noticed. He began charging up another Thunderpunch... he needed something to hit this time... something alive.

"Because I like to watch things die.... from a distance.