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"Crap." Alissa steeled herself She could do this. Her opponent might have the type advantage, but Cytoplasm could heal, as well as manipulate his environment. "Dizzy, you did fine. Return." Alissa recalled the Whimsicott, glaring as her opponent smiled widely at his Banette. "Did you see that Jason! One down, one to go!" The Banette smacked him. "Yeah, sure kid. Keep your head in the game." Luther nodded, turning back to face Alissa. "You were great Scott. Just take care of this Reuniclus, okay?" Scott was looking remorseful. He turned to Jason, his eyes wide and teary. "

STAB Round Two Chapter Two "This is silly." And although Alissa wasn't really inclined to agree with whiners, she had to agree. It was currently 7:58am, and Alissa and all the other Round Two competitors were hiding behind some bushes not far from the lake. While originally people had just planned on showing up at a leisurely pace, the Magma member Alissa had been arguing with had on the boat had had different plans for their arrival. Somehow, and Alissa still wasn't sure, Leo had convinced the entire group that they should wait until exactly 8:00am, then 'magically' appear. At first, the idea has sounded fun. That was until all the com

Alissa gasped, flinging herself out of her bed. She had grown up with two brothers, and she had learned early on that if you heard noises in your room you dived for the floor, lest you (and your bed) be soaked by a water gun. "Woah, what the hell?" Ashleigh roared, moving out of the way of the flying twelve year old. "Relax man. I was just getting up. Alarm, you know?" She grinned at the girl at her feet. Alissa glared. "Sorry. What time is it?" Alissa mumbled as she pulled herself into a sitting position. The sun had risen, though not very far. Why am I awake this early? "It's just about six thirty. Trust me, I wouldn't be up this earl

Things had been going well for Judge Benny so far. Although she would never had admitted it, Rob and Steve's horror stories of their time in the PCBCOS had made her nervous about damage control. She had watched several of the battles with a pit in her stomach, noting that the battles grew closer and closer to her precious research facilities with anxiety. But aside from a few troublemakers who had attempted to break into the compound, round one had proceeded without a hitch. All of the contestants who had lost had agreed to stay on the island until STAB was over with a minimum of griping, and the winners had abided by the rules quite amiably

STAB Round One Chapter Three A few hours later and Alissa was still happy she had said no. Although Nami had pouted a bit, Alissa had quickly been able to coax her out the funk with the promise of sizing up the competition. It had been a few glorious hours of preteen snark, and had only ended when Nami's opponent, a powerful looking young man with a wicked sweet scar came to collect her. Nami had said that we would meet up later, but it had been three hours and Alissa hadn't seen her one friend on the island. "Clef?" Fiona had appeared out of her ball about an hour ago and had uncharacteristically comforted her trainer, which mostly con

STAB Round One Chapter Two Alissa wasn't sure how Nami had managed to convince her into this. This just seemed stupid. The tower loomed above her, the electricity conducted from its peak to its base crackling with hostility. Alissa gulped, trying to remember how this situation had occurred. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Shortly after the judges had dismissed the various contestants to their matches, Nami had pulled Alissa off behind one of the buildings. In the sudden jostling, Nami's elbow accidentally collided with the button on Dizzy's pokeball, and the mischievous Whimisicott was released. "Ah! Nami, what gives?

STAB Round One Chapter One "This sucks." Alissa glared at the pink phone in her hands. She hated pink. It had all been going well for her before the phone fiasco. She and Nami had gotten off the boat and proceeded through the… intense physical examinations with little to no strife, even getting lollipops for their trouble. Nami, while being a bit of a chatterbox, turned out to be good company, and Alissa rarely interacted with girls her own age. In fact, the morning had gone on without a hitch until they had reached the plaza, where one of the judges had been handing out phones. At the time, Alissa had been to busy looking for Cy

"EEEEEAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTT MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!" Ninik screeched, hastily zooming away from the screen as a slimy, off-color tongue appeared, almost caressing the other side of the screen. The owner of the tongue, an albino Pikachu, advanced on the camera recording his antics, an almost maniac expression dancing across his face. In the background of the video, a voice called out "Jack, no, that's not for eating! Ah, no, not tha-" The voice was abruptly cut off as camera was swallowed. Ninik looked down at her trainer, who was laughing uproariously at the Pikachu's antics. "Ninjask? Nin nin jask nin?" Her chirpy, metallic query sound