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Post by Blake Fiasco on Apr 26, 2011 11:44:38 GMT -5
Since arriving to the Pokemon Academy, Blake had been on a tour around the Academy's facilities and given a little time to rest up and prepare for the said 'Test' in the Laboratory. The sun was blazing outside, however Blake prefered to stay within the walls of the Academy. He waited around a good few hours, he had enrolled at rush hour. Forcing him to wait a longer period of time before getting tested properly and accepted into the Academy. Blake had only been granted a Trial by his rich father, you cannot buy your way into a place like this, you need real talent. Blake believed he had this talent and was rather confident in himself that he could pass any test.
"Hello, are you Blake Fiasco? The Proctor is waiting for you now."
A gentle femine face said. Blake had no idea who she was, he didn't even know if she was staff but he proceeded into the room where the Teacher would be waiting for him. Blake entered the room with a faint smile on his face. He was nervous but showed great confidence in himself.
"Hello, my name's Blake Fiasco. I was told to come here for a Test."
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Post by Tao on Apr 26, 2011 12:53:30 GMT -5
"What kind of ending was that?!" Tao, who was normally composed and loved to fool around, was currently having a fit. The book he was reading has come to an end and yet, the ending was so...yeah, it was cause enough for a fit. Massaging his temples and pocketing the book again, Tao walked up to the lab to see another student just idly standing there like an ass-tard and asking for a test.
"Here's a Butterfree, now come with me. We're gonna conduct your test somewhere else."
Tao ordered for the kid to follow, this test was gonna be quick and more of a 'IN YOUR FACE' kind test, but hey, the kid just had shitty luck running into Tao who just had a fit.
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Post by Blake Fiasco on Apr 26, 2011 13:07:06 GMT -5
The teacher approached him, he must have been pacing the room before Blake entered. It was kind of wierd. The teacher seemd extremly pissed off, something they shouldn;t really take out on the enrolling kids. Blake didn't mind too much though, shrugging it off he collected the Pokeball containing the Butterfree and turned to watch the Teach simply walk away not even bothered if the student didn't follow. However, Blake simply walked behind him. He looked down at the Butterfree's Pokeball as he walked. He chuckled to himself as he thought "A Butterfree eh? well atleast it wasn't a Caterpie." Blake then began looking around trying to figure out where the Teacher was actually taking him.
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Post by Tao on Apr 26, 2011 13:23:49 GMT -5
"Fuck yeah! Finally out of that dusty old building." Tao mumbled as he stretched out a bit when he finally got to the actual place where he was gonna test the kid. Grabbing the nearest remote controller, Tao crunched in a few numbers and a door from...somewhere opened up and out came Ten Squirtles, all of them wearing shades and fake mustaches.
"Your test will be to get these Ten Squirtles to give up trying to hit you. No moves are allowed. This is pure dodging. Get hit thrice and you're out."
Going back to the stands, Tao readied the ever present recording device and hit record.
"DROWN THE BUTTERFREE!"
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Post by Blake Fiasco on Apr 26, 2011 13:42:43 GMT -5
Blake watched on in amazement as the Teacher seemed relieved to be outside, he then amazingly made a door appear out of thin air by tapping in a few numbers on a remote. Blake's eyes were not near popping out their sockets when Squirtles wearing shades and moustaches exited form the door.
"8... 9... 10. 10 Squirtle."
He tossed out the Pokeball and Butterfree fluttered it's wings with grace. Blake then listened to the instructor, he wasn't allowed to use any moves and had to dodge ten opponents attacks. This would be a struggle. However Blake began to have flahs backs.
"Butterfree, spiral in the air and use your wings to deflect the water." a young male voice cried, Blake was watching a battle at the park, back in his old hometown. This was a memory brought to him via a nervous situation.
Blake shook his head and began blinking his eyes, no time had passed and the proctor released his attack. The Squirtle unleashed theyr torrent of water. Blake knew what he had to do. All those years watching pokemon battle in the park had paid off.
"Butterfree, dive and spin into the water. Spiral your wings to deflect the water."
Blake waited in agony to see if the Butterfree would follow his command and whether or not the proctor would agree with that as a dodge.
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Post by Tao on Apr 26, 2011 13:49:29 GMT -5
"Two Strikes!"
Tao said over the screams of terror and stuff that he was playing as background music, right next to the recording device. The 10 squirtles were really taking this seriously, even going as far as to act like this was a Gang War between two Mafia Families. Those guys were hilarious. Tao had to show these recordings to either Yin or Yang at one point.
"But good job on dodging 8!"
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Post by Blake Fiasco on Apr 26, 2011 14:02:20 GMT -5
This was a tougher test than he imagined, taking on multiple Squirtle with a single Butterfree was no easy task. Blake need to think hard, it seemed the Squirtle were going to step things up. Plans run through his mind, but which one to pick. He grunted as the proctor called out Two Strikes, he only had one more hit and he was gone. He need to survive this wave to have any chance of avoiding the Black Dorm.
"Okay, Butterfree, Zig-Zag past the first few Blasts, then ascend vertically up. Dive behind them and glide low in cruved motions avoiding them. It;s a big ask but i know you can do it!"
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Post by Tao on Apr 26, 2011 14:14:28 GMT -5
The moves would have worked, and at least managed to get him to 30 Water Guns from the Squirtles had it not been for a surprise. The Butterfree was good, good enough to move past Nineteen of them, but in a moment of hesitation and wonder where the twentieth shot went, a Squirtle appeared right in front of it and blasted the thing with a Water Gun. It sent the Butterfree tumbling down, wet and tired.
"Strike Three. You're out."
Tao commented as he brought with him two belts, hiding the black belt at his back pocket discreetly and holding the Silver one. Walking towards the kid, Tao could just imagine the reaction.
"Hey Kid, you see this belt that shines with Silver, it's the belt that indicates that you're part of the creme of the crop. And You wanna know something else? You ain't getting it. Here's a Black belt and a Caterpie. Good luck being a Black Dormer kid, heard there were a bunch of real fuck-ups. Later."
With that, Tao just got the Pokeball for butterfree and threw the kid a pokeball that had Caterpie. Sucks, I know.
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Post by Blake Fiasco on Apr 26, 2011 15:07:28 GMT -5
Damn. The Butterfree had failed, being struck for a third and final time. Blake sighed, he knew he was better than that. That test was extremely unfair. The Teacher walked over, he annoyingly showed Blake the Silver belt and then continuing to listen, he had a Black belt thrown in his face. However, with quick reactions Blake caught the Belt and the Pokeball.
"Hah... Black Dorm and a Caterpie you gotta be joking me. I'm usually a good kid, but dude hell no. I'm easily Yellow Dorm material. Silver if you give me a fair test."
Blake tossed the Belt and Pokeball back to Tao. He would now wait for his response.
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Post by Tao on Apr 26, 2011 15:33:37 GMT -5
Tao was pretty sure his plan worked. Just moving to the side and raising his free hand, the Caterpie pokeball arrived in his hands, and the black belt along with it.
Stopping his walk, Tao just turned his head around and gave a feral smirk.
"Fine, but you have to prove yourself.. If I ever get a notice that you lost to anyone below your rank, I'm shunting you to the Black Dorms. You're still keeping this Caterpie."
Tao gave a smaller feral smile as he chucked the Silver Belt at the kids face. If this guy even lost once, well, that wouldn't be too hard.
"Prepare yourself newbie. This school has some talented Trainers."
And with that, Tao left the area, but not before ordering the Squirtles to fire 5 water guns each over the area. The Kid was Owned.
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Post by Blake Fiasco on Apr 26, 2011 15:49:44 GMT -5
Blake believed he had done enough, he had passion in that tiny speech. Blake had done it, he had passed and had been entered into the Silver Dorm. However, he was still burdened with the Caterpie situation. He knew the place had more pokemon on offer so he wasn't too fussed.
"You got it... And Talented Trainer there may be, but i'll show your Perfection. Just give me time."
Blake took the Caterpie and the Silver Sash leaving the Area in the opposite direction to Tao. The Squirtle sprayed the area with water. Blake took a sharp right dash to avoid being soaked. He chuckled and continued on his way.
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