Post by TartoonHand94 on Jan 16, 2019 0:00:20 GMT -8
The loud, unintelligible murmurs of the stadium audience awoke into excited cheering when someone stepped onto the field. It was a lone figure, a Pokémon Trainer, a legend among them in fact; Red of Palate Town. He was recognized far and wide for his deeds in the Kanto Region and his subsequent career in the competitive battling circuit. Most recently, he had been managing the Battle Tree in the Alolan Region before winding up here. While the look on his face spelled indifference to the spectacle of the stadium, Red actually felt rather at home, for the first time in a long time.
Knowing what the people wanted, he reached into his pocket and held up a single pokéball in his hand. The cheering spiked into a roar of hype, as Pokémon battle fans raved in anticipation of which of his Pokémon would emerge when he tossed it.
“Step aside, kid. Your pets are gonna get in the way.” A voice behind Red turned the cheers into murmurs of confusion. Turning around, Red found a tall, strapping man with an even taller pompadour and an air of self-confidence greater than the sum of his parts; Groose of Skyloft.
“It says something about the kinda fights going on around here when a frilly pink princess is holding the champion’s belt.” Groose scoffed at the ridiculous state the Sunshine Stadium was in.
“I mean, what happened to this place? What happened to honor and glory? What happened to the fights my pops used to brag about when I was a boy?” Groose began to ask, turning the boos from the stands into nods of agreement. “What happened to the sport where warriors, tough, true and gritty, armed with nothing but their muscles, their swords, and their sheer determination, punched, kicked, beat and wrestled each other to the floor in a rough, sweaty struggle to prove which of them was the true alpha male?” Groose’s speech of grew into a battle cry that roused the nods in agreement into thunderous applause. Even the ladies in the audience seemed particularly excited at what he described. “Well that’s what you’re gonna get when the Great Groose Let’s Loose!” He posed heroically, unsheathing his sword and raising it skyward, as the crowd went wild.
“That’s cute, But~” An unexpected hip-check knocked Groose off his feet and sent the audience into a fit of laughter. “I think you’re looking for all of that in the wrong place.” Princess Daisy of Sarasaland shook her head condescendingly.
“But you do have a point there. That frilly pink princess has been holding onto that spot at the top for quite a long time now…” She pondered out loud for the whole stadium to hear, tapping her chin for emphasis. “Too Long if you ask me, and I’m so glad you did~.” She winked, rousing agreeing smiles all across the crowd. “So it’s about time Another beautiful battler blossomed and gave her a run for her coins!” He announced with a flourish. “The time has come for a glorious new age for Sarasaland! Princess Daisy’s reign starts today!” She battle cried, igniting the third thunderous applaus in the last few minutes. “You hear that, Bonbon~? I’m coming! And these heels are gonna be sharpened on 9 other butts by the time they kick yours!” Daisy announced her plans to rise through the stadium rankings before finally dethroning Peach herself.
“So who volunteers for the glorious honor of being the first butt?”
“Hey!” Groose reasserted himself confrontationally. “Didn’t you hear what I just said?”
“Nobody cares about your dumb pompadour measuring contest!” Daisy retorted with a pout. The stadium began to rumble with hoots and sneers anticipating a fight between the two.
Before either could swing, Red got between the two and pushed them apart with stern condemnation on his face. Being the mature adult on the field, he pointed them at the other side of the stadium where the actual challenger was due to appear.
“Well fine, Princess. Let’s let Them decide who they wanna scrap with.” Groose relented with a cocky arm fold.
“That is how Open Challenges work, after all…” Daisy reminded him with a roll of her eyes.
If you’re just tuning in, welcome to the first Tartoon Kaboom Open Challenge! I trust you’ve met your challengers, and you may pick one of them to face off in a Grudge Match.
(Although Red came looking for a Pokémon battle, he’ll also settle for a single opponent. In such case, his whole Pokémon team will share a single health meter.)
Knowing what the people wanted, he reached into his pocket and held up a single pokéball in his hand. The cheering spiked into a roar of hype, as Pokémon battle fans raved in anticipation of which of his Pokémon would emerge when he tossed it.
“Step aside, kid. Your pets are gonna get in the way.” A voice behind Red turned the cheers into murmurs of confusion. Turning around, Red found a tall, strapping man with an even taller pompadour and an air of self-confidence greater than the sum of his parts; Groose of Skyloft.
“It says something about the kinda fights going on around here when a frilly pink princess is holding the champion’s belt.” Groose scoffed at the ridiculous state the Sunshine Stadium was in.
“I mean, what happened to this place? What happened to honor and glory? What happened to the fights my pops used to brag about when I was a boy?” Groose began to ask, turning the boos from the stands into nods of agreement. “What happened to the sport where warriors, tough, true and gritty, armed with nothing but their muscles, their swords, and their sheer determination, punched, kicked, beat and wrestled each other to the floor in a rough, sweaty struggle to prove which of them was the true alpha male?” Groose’s speech of grew into a battle cry that roused the nods in agreement into thunderous applause. Even the ladies in the audience seemed particularly excited at what he described. “Well that’s what you’re gonna get when the Great Groose Let’s Loose!” He posed heroically, unsheathing his sword and raising it skyward, as the crowd went wild.
“That’s cute, But~” An unexpected hip-check knocked Groose off his feet and sent the audience into a fit of laughter. “I think you’re looking for all of that in the wrong place.” Princess Daisy of Sarasaland shook her head condescendingly.
“But you do have a point there. That frilly pink princess has been holding onto that spot at the top for quite a long time now…” She pondered out loud for the whole stadium to hear, tapping her chin for emphasis. “Too Long if you ask me, and I’m so glad you did~.” She winked, rousing agreeing smiles all across the crowd. “So it’s about time Another beautiful battler blossomed and gave her a run for her coins!” He announced with a flourish. “The time has come for a glorious new age for Sarasaland! Princess Daisy’s reign starts today!” She battle cried, igniting the third thunderous applaus in the last few minutes. “You hear that, Bonbon~? I’m coming! And these heels are gonna be sharpened on 9 other butts by the time they kick yours!” Daisy announced her plans to rise through the stadium rankings before finally dethroning Peach herself.
“So who volunteers for the glorious honor of being the first butt?”
“Hey!” Groose reasserted himself confrontationally. “Didn’t you hear what I just said?”
“Nobody cares about your dumb pompadour measuring contest!” Daisy retorted with a pout. The stadium began to rumble with hoots and sneers anticipating a fight between the two.
Before either could swing, Red got between the two and pushed them apart with stern condemnation on his face. Being the mature adult on the field, he pointed them at the other side of the stadium where the actual challenger was due to appear.
“Well fine, Princess. Let’s let Them decide who they wanna scrap with.” Groose relented with a cocky arm fold.
“That is how Open Challenges work, after all…” Daisy reminded him with a roll of her eyes.
If you’re just tuning in, welcome to the first Tartoon Kaboom Open Challenge! I trust you’ve met your challengers, and you may pick one of them to face off in a Grudge Match.
(Although Red came looking for a Pokémon battle, he’ll also settle for a single opponent. In such case, his whole Pokémon team will share a single health meter.)
Choose Your Challenger!
A traditional gladiator descended from the knight sky. | A Pokédex Pioneer and Pokémon Master. | A princess who works out her problems instead of just eating them. |