Pokémon Omega RWBY, or: Welcome to the World of Remnant
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- pokemon rwby action-adventure
Have yang just punch one of the twins or one of junior's mooks and then release yin to start the fight
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Part of this project is me trying to challenge myself to write fight choreography that's actually fight choreography instead of two anime boys/girls shouting at each other. The fact that I'm doing that by crashing the best fight choreography in animation into a truck full of marketable plushies is just part of the challenge.
Prologue: Yellow
- Pronouns
- He/They/She
[X] Jangmo-o, the Scaly Pokémon
- [x] Nickname: Yin
Some part of you was sad that your plan was working as well as it was. Or, well, angry, really. A tactically-unzipped riding jacket and a killer figure shouldn't really get you free ID-less entry into a nightclub, but men are the way they are, and it was working out for you, so you're not going to complain.
You took note of the goons wearing suits and shades like a uniform scattered around the club, watching the dance floor like it was a stage about to have a show. You sashayed across it anyway, reasoning that, even if they were mobsters, they were definitely underestimating you. The fact that you might have been underestimating them came across your mind, and then left as soon as it entered.
>Yang's Reckless
Also the DJ had a head-covering Bewear mask. You like clubs, but you're never going to understand DJs.
You got straight to the point, sitting down at the bar and ordering the girliest thing you could think of, right next to the guy whose bearded mug and unpleasant managerial scowl marked him as the man you were looking for - the club's owner. Unlike certain bouncers, he seemed to be trying to run a proper establishment, mafia facilitator or no.
"Aren't you a little young to be in this club, blondie?" he asked.
"Aren't you a little old to still be going by 'Junior'?" you retorted.
"Alright, you know who I am. You got a name, Sweetheart?"
You logged that 'Sweetheart' in the List you were already building against this guy. "I've got a few. I've also got a picture."
You tapped the Rotomscroll at your side, and your little ghost buddy (for 19 lien a month, mercenary little gremlin) helpfully popped up and projected the picture you'd saved in hands-free mode.
"Have you seen this woman?" you asked.
"Never seen her before in my life. Listen, babe--"
He loomed over you. You weren't exactly short, and a combination of having the gods' gift to natural waves on your head and motorcycle boots on your feet helped your presence a lot, but Junior was a big Ursaring of a man. His physical presence, as much as his sense of mastery over his place of business, gave him a sense of unquestioned authority.
It also made a sucker move to his crotch absurdly simple, and you were gripping the mafia goon by his vulnerables before you really think about it. Not your proudest moment, but the look on the dismissive man's face was well worth it. So far.
"How about instead of sweetheart or babe, we go with 'sir'," you suggested brightly. "I'm asking you again: have you seen this woman?"
"I--I wasn't lying!" Junior replied, eyes wide and voice higher pitched as he anticipates your next move. "I don't know her! I swear!"
You cocked your eyebrow and tightened your grip just slightly.
"I swear, sir!"
This was about as far as you'd expected to get into the conversation before the sunglasses goons started collecting around you, making to surround the bar and with their hands on their (heh) Pokéballs. "Boy, this must be kind of embarrassing for you, huh?" you asked your victim.
"If you want to make it out of this club alive, you should really let me go," Junior suggested. To perhaps his surprise, you obliged, letting him go and stepping back from the bar as he brushed himself off.
"You're going to pay for th--"
And that's when you hit him with a right straight hard enough to knock him out of the circle of goons and into a wall.
The shocked reactions of his minions lasted exactly long enough for you to grab the slightly discolored Pokéball out of a belt pouch and throw out your partner in crime. Yin the Jangmo-o appears in a flash of light, disdainfully gazing at an assortment of Rattata, Yungoos, and a couple of Wurmple, of all things. He took the time to look askance at you, wondering how exactly you'd managed to get yourself into this situation while he was napping, but nonetheless turned to face the horde.
"Aw, look at the baby dwagon," one of the goons commented, which sealed his fate. Yin fixed him, and the presumably not-top-percentage rodent he was facing Yin with, with disdain, and charged.
You hung back and pointed Yin to targets, but he honestly hasn't needed much guidance in a brawl like this for a while now, the jangling scales of the young dragon clanging as he bounced off first one enemy, then another. The sheer momentum of his ridged skull knocked down a Yungoos, then his tail smacked a sneak-attacking Rattata into a decorative glass pillar, shattering it and throwing off the whole vibe of the light show. It was over in a matter of seconds, with the bulk of the goons retreating and recalling their Pokémon once most are knocked out, and the last remaining Wurmple was smacked across the room to collide with the DJ. Lucky that wasn't an actual Bewear or you might have been in trouble.
Floor cleared of goons, you notice that not all of the clubgoers had vacated once the brawl started. A pair of girls in flashy dance costumes were looking at you appraisingly...and holding Pokéballs. You wondered if they were part of Junior's organization, or just trainers upset you'd ruined their night out.
"Who is this girl, Miltia?" one asked.
"I dunno, Melanie, but let's teach her a lesson," the other answered. In retrospect, you don't remember which one was which, but you put a mental pin on their color-coordinated outfits for when Ruby was old enough to go clubbing. Or you were, for reasons other than bothering information brokers.
The twins (or incredibly makeup-coordinated associates) each tossed out a Pokéball, facing Yin down with a pair of large bugs. You'd have been impressed by randos with fully evolved Pokémon if "fully-evolved Bug-type" was impressive. That said...
"Hey, two on one isn't really sporting," you observed, Yin having just trashed like five Pokémon in twenty seconds. At the very least, you would give these girls the respect of 'their mons are probably actually trained to fight properly'.
"If you've got another one, feel free to send it out," the teal one said.
You shrugged, rolled your shoulders, and stepped forward, nodding to Yin as you lift your fists...and they were engulfed in flame.
>Yang's Martial Artist
>Through dedication to the art of battle, even humans can cultivate Tera Energy, making their bodies or weapons able to challenge Pokémon (and Grimm) on equal footing. While Moves are beyond all but the most powerful practitioners, any martial artist can use their Fitness stat to attack and defend.
>Humans still can't sustain injury as well, however, so the goal remains not to get hit.
They looked at each other, shrugged to say 'your funeral', and order their Ariados and Ledian to attack.
The arachnid Pokémon squared up against you, dodging and weaving with a nervous look at your fiery fists, and working its defenses into an energy-wrapping dance to power itself up. Honestly, the thing had impressive rhythm, and you felt yourself stepping into the flow of the still-playing EDM as you sent a barrage of punches its way. It did a good job of averting your initial onslaught of fiery attacks, but was eventually forced to block with its forelegs and hopped back off-balance as it was singed. You pressed the advantage, giving the Ariados a solid hook to the mandible now that it was reared up on its back legs and at an easier punching height.
Yin takes a different strategy against the Ledian, figuring it for a more aggressive style and aiming to use that against it. True to form, the punchy ladybug zoomed forward at maximum possible speed and clocked Yin with an overhead Mach Punch, slamming the shorter dragon into the dance floor hard enough to crack it. Your partner just looked up ferally, his family technique activated as he rose from the floor in a powerful Counter, smacking the Ledian up into the air with all the force his scaly body could muster.
With his opponent not even landed from his previous uppercut, Yin completed his motion with a single fluid snap of his tail to bash the airborne ladybug out of the dance floor and into the abandoned shelf of liquor behind the bar. The shelf, and much of its contents, shattered, and his unconscious opponent dropped into the bartender's former position before it changed back into a beam of light to return to its fleeing trainer. At the same time, you kept up your unrelenting assault on the Ariados befoer it too was forced to retreat back to its Pokéball, its enhanced offense having not accomplished much with your pressure keeping it on the defense.
A growl from behind you was your only warning that you were under attack again - you dove forward and rolled, coming up to face a once-again-conscious Junior and the presumable reason for his DJ's mascot attire - a for-real, seven-foot-tall nightmare of a Bewear.
"You're gonna pay for all this!" Junior snarled as he ordered his Pokémon enforcer to attack.
It was fast, and dangerous, and ready to clock you into next week, but Yin was ready for it. As the Bewear wound up a swipe that would blast recklessly through both of you, Yin leapt into action, his much smaller size negated as he leapt up to smack the Bewear's snout with his skull and forcing the arm swipe to miss your own head by inches. The Pokémon battle devolved into a desperate melee, Yin clambering over the bigger Pokémon, inside the reach of its long arms, with the Bewear trying its best to bring its brute strength to bear against the relatively tiny reptile. In the end, Yin's greater agility brought him out on top, his opponent sent reeling without landing a clean hit.
"Great job, buddy!" you called out to your partner before noticing the drifting strands of gold in front of you. The claws of the Bewear had gotten close enough to your head to cut some of your hair.
That was not allowed.
>Yang's Petty
>Do not touch the hair. She will hold a grudge.
Your anger flared into your ki, making you burn bright with fire, but your first instinct of punching the bear's lights out yourself was quickly eclipsed by a more fun idea.
"Yin? Window."
With gusto, Yin charged one more time, and with force belying the laws of momentum, the two-foot-tall dragon spun his tail to smack the seven-foot-tall bear directly into his six-and-a-half-foot-tall trainer, sending both careening out the window and into the street.
...they'll be fine. You even called Yin back and then jumped out the window yourself to prove it was perfectly safe. In any case, Junior landed on top of his fluffy bodyguard, so no permanent injuries. Probably.
Oh, and that was when Ruby found you. You didn't even know she was in the city. That was an awkward conversation, held far away from the scene of what you have to admit was probably several crimes you just committed. Eh. Mobsters wouldn't call the cops when they got beat up by a random girl. Hopefully.
It came to my attention as I was writing this that I just don't really like the Yellow trailer. It's the second thing with an actual plot in RWBY and it's very much an early demonstration of writing things on the fly without taking into account consistent characterization or characters living in a setting where consequences exist. I did decide to mostly keep it intact since the point is showing Yang's characterization as reckless and cocky and it does succeed in that, but I had to think about it and do a small bit of editorializing, hence the delay. I did keep in the trailer music remix gimmick for the BGM because that was the coolest part and Youtube conveniently had everything appropriately clipped.
In the future, I plan to foist the choice of how closely we stick to the show on you guys, but at this point I'd committed to the bit of doing the trailers as example battles and I couldn't really back down.
In the first draft of this post, Junior had a Grapploct for an Octazooka gag reference to the original trailer, but in the end, I had to follow through on the Bewear foreshadowing.And the Bewear had Klutz instead of Fluffy so I didn't have to refigure all the damage rolls. Relatedly, I also fucked up on the effectiveness of that Counter since I got the Fighting vs. Bug type effectiveness reversed in my head, but I'm not gonna redo the fight after it took this long to do it already.
Next: The first chapter.
- [x] Nickname: Yin
Some part of you was sad that your plan was working as well as it was. Or, well, angry, really. A tactically-unzipped riding jacket and a killer figure shouldn't really get you free ID-less entry into a nightclub, but men are the way they are, and it was working out for you, so you're not going to complain.
You took note of the goons wearing suits and shades like a uniform scattered around the club, watching the dance floor like it was a stage about to have a show. You sashayed across it anyway, reasoning that, even if they were mobsters, they were definitely underestimating you. The fact that you might have been underestimating them came across your mind, and then left as soon as it entered.
>Yang's Reckless
Also the DJ had a head-covering Bewear mask. You like clubs, but you're never going to understand DJs.
You got straight to the point, sitting down at the bar and ordering the girliest thing you could think of, right next to the guy whose bearded mug and unpleasant managerial scowl marked him as the man you were looking for - the club's owner. Unlike certain bouncers, he seemed to be trying to run a proper establishment, mafia facilitator or no.
"Aren't you a little young to be in this club, blondie?" he asked.
"Aren't you a little old to still be going by 'Junior'?" you retorted.
"Alright, you know who I am. You got a name, Sweetheart?"
You logged that 'Sweetheart' in the List you were already building against this guy. "I've got a few. I've also got a picture."
You tapped the Rotomscroll at your side, and your little ghost buddy (for 19 lien a month, mercenary little gremlin) helpfully popped up and projected the picture you'd saved in hands-free mode.
"Have you seen this woman?" you asked.
"Never seen her before in my life. Listen, babe--"
He loomed over you. You weren't exactly short, and a combination of having the gods' gift to natural waves on your head and motorcycle boots on your feet helped your presence a lot, but Junior was a big Ursaring of a man. His physical presence, as much as his sense of mastery over his place of business, gave him a sense of unquestioned authority.
It also made a sucker move to his crotch absurdly simple, and you were gripping the mafia goon by his vulnerables before you really think about it. Not your proudest moment, but the look on the dismissive man's face was well worth it. So far.
"How about instead of sweetheart or babe, we go with 'sir'," you suggested brightly. "I'm asking you again: have you seen this woman?"
"I--I wasn't lying!" Junior replied, eyes wide and voice higher pitched as he anticipates your next move. "I don't know her! I swear!"
You cocked your eyebrow and tightened your grip just slightly.
"I swear, sir!"
This was about as far as you'd expected to get into the conversation before the sunglasses goons started collecting around you, making to surround the bar and with their hands on their (heh) Pokéballs. "Boy, this must be kind of embarrassing for you, huh?" you asked your victim.
"If you want to make it out of this club alive, you should really let me go," Junior suggested. To perhaps his surprise, you obliged, letting him go and stepping back from the bar as he brushed himself off.
"You're going to pay for th--"
And that's when you hit him with a right straight hard enough to knock him out of the circle of goons and into a wall.
The shocked reactions of his minions lasted exactly long enough for you to grab the slightly discolored Pokéball out of a belt pouch and throw out your partner in crime. Yin the Jangmo-o appears in a flash of light, disdainfully gazing at an assortment of Rattata, Yungoos, and a couple of Wurmple, of all things. He took the time to look askance at you, wondering how exactly you'd managed to get yourself into this situation while he was napping, but nonetheless turned to face the horde.
"Aw, look at the baby dwagon," one of the goons commented, which sealed his fate. Yin fixed him, and the presumably not-top-percentage rodent he was facing Yin with, with disdain, and charged.
You hung back and pointed Yin to targets, but he honestly hasn't needed much guidance in a brawl like this for a while now, the jangling scales of the young dragon clanging as he bounced off first one enemy, then another. The sheer momentum of his ridged skull knocked down a Yungoos, then his tail smacked a sneak-attacking Rattata into a decorative glass pillar, shattering it and throwing off the whole vibe of the light show. It was over in a matter of seconds, with the bulk of the goons retreating and recalling their Pokémon once most are knocked out, and the last remaining Wurmple was smacked across the room to collide with the DJ. Lucky that wasn't an actual Bewear or you might have been in trouble.
Chain Battle: Vale Mafia!
Terrain: Dance Floor ("Dance" moves gain +1)
Weather: Clear
Yang HP: ==
Yin HP: ===
Target number: 4
Successes to win: 5
Chain Battle rolls (d6, d6, Dragon):
[2, 5] Success
[6, 3] Success
[5, 1] Success
[4, 6] Success
[5, 6] Success
Result: Flawless Victory!
Terrain: Dance Floor ("Dance" moves gain +1)
Weather: Clear
Yang HP: ==
Yin HP: ===
Target number: 4
Successes to win: 5
Chain Battle rolls (d6, d6, Dragon):
[2, 5] Success
[6, 3] Success
[5, 1] Success
[4, 6] Success
[5, 6] Success
Result: Flawless Victory!
Floor cleared of goons, you notice that not all of the clubgoers had vacated once the brawl started. A pair of girls in flashy dance costumes were looking at you appraisingly...and holding Pokéballs. You wondered if they were part of Junior's organization, or just trainers upset you'd ruined their night out.
"Who is this girl, Miltia?" one asked.
"I dunno, Melanie, but let's teach her a lesson," the other answered. In retrospect, you don't remember which one was which, but you put a mental pin on their color-coordinated outfits for when Ruby was old enough to go clubbing. Or you were, for reasons other than bothering information brokers.
The twins (or incredibly makeup-coordinated associates) each tossed out a Pokéball, facing Yin down with a pair of large bugs. You'd have been impressed by randos with fully evolved Pokémon if "fully-evolved Bug-type" was impressive. That said...
"Hey, two on one isn't really sporting," you observed, Yin having just trashed like five Pokémon in twenty seconds. At the very least, you would give these girls the respect of 'their mons are probably actually trained to fight properly'.
"If you've got another one, feel free to send it out," the teal one said.
You shrugged, rolled your shoulders, and stepped forward, nodding to Yin as you lift your fists...and they were engulfed in flame.
>Yang's Martial Artist
>Through dedication to the art of battle, even humans can cultivate Tera Energy, making their bodies or weapons able to challenge Pokémon (and Grimm) on equal footing. While Moves are beyond all but the most powerful practitioners, any martial artist can use their Fitness stat to attack and defend.
>Humans still can't sustain injury as well, however, so the goal remains not to get hit.
They looked at each other, shrugged to say 'your funeral', and order their Ariados and Ledian to attack.
The arachnid Pokémon squared up against you, dodging and weaving with a nervous look at your fiery fists, and working its defenses into an energy-wrapping dance to power itself up. Honestly, the thing had impressive rhythm, and you felt yourself stepping into the flow of the still-playing EDM as you sent a barrage of punches its way. It did a good job of averting your initial onslaught of fiery attacks, but was eventually forced to block with its forelegs and hopped back off-balance as it was singed. You pressed the advantage, giving the Ariados a solid hook to the mandible now that it was reared up on its back legs and at an easier punching height.
Yin takes a different strategy against the Ledian, figuring it for a more aggressive style and aiming to use that against it. True to form, the punchy ladybug zoomed forward at maximum possible speed and clocked Yin with an overhead Mach Punch, slamming the shorter dragon into the dance floor hard enough to crack it. Your partner just looked up ferally, his family technique activated as he rose from the floor in a powerful Counter, smacking the Ledian up into the air with all the force his scaly body could muster.
You are challenged by Twins Melanie and Miltia
Melanie sent out Ariados!
Miltia sent out Ledian!
Yang sent out Yin!
Yang sent out herself!
This isn't going to be how things work after the prologue, probably.
Terrain: Dance Floor ("Dance" moves gain +1)
Weather: Clear
Yang HP: == Status: OK
Yin HP: === Status: OK
Ariados HP: === Status: OK
Ledian HP: === Status: OK
Ariados Initiative (d6): 3
Ledian Initiative (d6): 5
Yin Initiative (d6): 1
Yang Initiative (d6): 2
Yang moves in to close combat
Yin Calls Action: "I will be attacked at close range"
Ariados and Ledian try a pincer maneuver
Ledian used Mach Punch (d4, d6) vs. Yin's Toughness 4: [4+1, 2] Hit
Yin took 1 Wound
Yin's Called Action!
Yin used Counter (d4, d6, +2) vs. Ledian's Toughness 4: [4, 6+2, +2] Critical Hit
Ledian took 2 Wounds
Ariados used Swords Dance (d4, d6, +1) vs. difficulty 4: [1, 3, +1] Success
Ariados gained Sword Dance (+2 to damaging moves until switch)
Yang used Martial Arts [Fire] (d8, d6, +2) vs. Ariados's Toughness 4: [8+1, 4, +2] Critical Hit
It's Super Effective!
Ariados took 2 Wounds
Melanie sent out Ariados!
Miltia sent out Ledian!
Yang sent out Yin!
Yang sent out herself!
This isn't going to be how things work after the prologue, probably.
Terrain: Dance Floor ("Dance" moves gain +1)
Weather: Clear
Yang HP: == Status: OK
Yin HP: === Status: OK
Ariados HP: === Status: OK
Ledian HP: === Status: OK
Ariados Initiative (d6): 3
Ledian Initiative (d6): 5
Yin Initiative (d6): 1
Yang Initiative (d6): 2
Yang moves in to close combat
Yin Calls Action: "I will be attacked at close range"
Ariados and Ledian try a pincer maneuver
Ledian used Mach Punch (d4, d6) vs. Yin's Toughness 4: [4+1, 2] Hit
Yin took 1 Wound
Yin's Called Action!
Yin used Counter (d4, d6, +2) vs. Ledian's Toughness 4: [4, 6+2, +2] Critical Hit
Ledian took 2 Wounds
Ariados used Swords Dance (d4, d6, +1) vs. difficulty 4: [1, 3, +1] Success
Ariados gained Sword Dance (+2 to damaging moves until switch)
Yang used Martial Arts [Fire] (d8, d6, +2) vs. Ariados's Toughness 4: [8+1, 4, +2] Critical Hit
It's Super Effective!
Ariados took 2 Wounds
With his opponent not even landed from his previous uppercut, Yin completed his motion with a single fluid snap of his tail to bash the airborne ladybug out of the dance floor and into the abandoned shelf of liquor behind the bar. The shelf, and much of its contents, shattered, and his unconscious opponent dropped into the bartender's former position before it changed back into a beam of light to return to its fleeing trainer. At the same time, you kept up your unrelenting assault on the Ariados befoer it too was forced to retreat back to its Pokéball, its enhanced offense having not accomplished much with your pressure keeping it on the defense.
Terrain: Dance Floor ("Dance" moves gain +1)
Weather: Clear
Yang HP: == Status: OK
Yin HP: ==- Status: OK
Ariados HP: =-- Status: OK, Sword Dance
Ledian HP: =-- Status: OK
Ariados Initiative (d6): 3
Ledian Initiative (d6): 1
Yin Initiative (d6): 6
Yang Initiative (d6): 3
Everybody on the dance floor
Yin used Dragon Tail (d6, d6) vs. Ledian's Toughness 4: [4, 2] Hit
Lediantook 1 Wound
Ledian Fainted!
Yang used Martial Arts [Fire] (d8, d6, +2) vs. Ariados's Toughness 4: [6, 1, +2] Hit
It's Super Effective!
Ariados took 1 Wound
Ariados Fainted!
Yang won the battle!
Weather: Clear
Yang HP: == Status: OK
Yin HP: ==- Status: OK
Ariados HP: =-- Status: OK, Sword Dance
Ledian HP: =-- Status: OK
Ariados Initiative (d6): 3
Ledian Initiative (d6): 1
Yin Initiative (d6): 6
Yang Initiative (d6): 3
Everybody on the dance floor
Yin used Dragon Tail (d6, d6) vs. Ledian's Toughness 4: [4, 2] Hit
Lediantook 1 Wound
Ledian Fainted!
Yang used Martial Arts [Fire] (d8, d6, +2) vs. Ariados's Toughness 4: [6, 1, +2] Hit
It's Super Effective!
Ariados took 1 Wound
Ariados Fainted!
Yang won the battle!
A growl from behind you was your only warning that you were under attack again - you dove forward and rolled, coming up to face a once-again-conscious Junior and the presumable reason for his DJ's mascot attire - a for-real, seven-foot-tall nightmare of a Bewear.
"You're gonna pay for all this!" Junior snarled as he ordered his Pokémon enforcer to attack.
It was fast, and dangerous, and ready to clock you into next week, but Yin was ready for it. As the Bewear wound up a swipe that would blast recklessly through both of you, Yin leapt into action, his much smaller size negated as he leapt up to smack the Bewear's snout with his skull and forcing the arm swipe to miss your own head by inches. The Pokémon battle devolved into a desperate melee, Yin clambering over the bigger Pokémon, inside the reach of its long arms, with the Bewear trying its best to bring its brute strength to bear against the relatively tiny reptile. In the end, Yin's greater agility brought him out on top, his opponent sent reeling without landing a clean hit.
You are challenged by Vale Mafia's Junior
Junior sent out Bewear!
Yang sent out Yin!
Terrain: Dance Floor ("Dance" moves gain +1)
Weather: Clear
Yang HP: == Status: OK
Yin HP: ==- Status: OK
Bewear HP: === Status: OK
Junior Initiative (d6): 3
Yang Initiative (d6): 2
Yang took center stage
Yin moved to cover Yang
Bewear charged
Yin called Action: "Bewear will attack Yang"
Bewear used Brutal Swing againt Yang and Yin
Yang uses a Mastery to initiate a Beam Struggle.
Bewear's Brutal Swing (d6, d6) vs. Yin's Headbutt (d6, d4): [5, 4] vs. [5, 3] Tie
Escalation! Neither side backs down!
Escalation: Bewear's Brutal Swing (d6, d6) vs. Yin's Headbutt (d6, d4): [4, 4] vs. [3, 4+1] Yin Wins! Escalated Critical Hit!
Bewear took two Wounds and Flinched!
Junior sent out Bewear!
Yang sent out Yin!
Terrain: Dance Floor ("Dance" moves gain +1)
Weather: Clear
Yang HP: == Status: OK
Yin HP: ==- Status: OK
Bewear HP: === Status: OK
Junior Initiative (d6): 3
Yang Initiative (d6): 2
Yang took center stage
Yin moved to cover Yang
Bewear charged
Yin called Action: "Bewear will attack Yang"
Bewear used Brutal Swing againt Yang and Yin
Yang uses a Mastery to initiate a Beam Struggle.
Bewear's Brutal Swing (d6, d6) vs. Yin's Headbutt (d6, d4): [5, 4] vs. [5, 3] Tie
Escalation! Neither side backs down!
Escalation: Bewear's Brutal Swing (d6, d6) vs. Yin's Headbutt (d6, d4): [4, 4] vs. [3, 4+1] Yin Wins! Escalated Critical Hit!
Bewear took two Wounds and Flinched!
"Great job, buddy!" you called out to your partner before noticing the drifting strands of gold in front of you. The claws of the Bewear had gotten close enough to your head to cut some of your hair.
That was not allowed.
>Yang's Petty
>Do not touch the hair. She will hold a grudge.
Your anger flared into your ki, making you burn bright with fire, but your first instinct of punching the bear's lights out yourself was quickly eclipsed by a more fun idea.
"Yin? Window."
With gusto, Yin charged one more time, and with force belying the laws of momentum, the two-foot-tall dragon spun his tail to smack the seven-foot-tall bear directly into his six-and-a-half-foot-tall trainer, sending both careening out the window and into the street.
Terrain: Dance Floor ("Dance" moves gain +1)
Weather: Clear
Yang HP: == Status: OK
Yin HP: ==- Status: OK
Bewear HP: =-- Status: OK
Junior Initiative: 1
Yang Initiative: 4
Everybody on the dance floor!
Yin used Dragon Tail (d6, d6) vs. Bewear's Toughness 4: [1, 5] Hit
Bewear took 1 Wound
Bewear Fainted!
Yang won the battle!
Yang gained 1 Pokémon EXP
Weather: Clear
Yang HP: == Status: OK
Yin HP: ==- Status: OK
Bewear HP: =-- Status: OK
Junior Initiative: 1
Yang Initiative: 4
Everybody on the dance floor!
Yin used Dragon Tail (d6, d6) vs. Bewear's Toughness 4: [1, 5] Hit
Bewear took 1 Wound
Bewear Fainted!
Yang won the battle!
Yang gained 1 Pokémon EXP
...they'll be fine. You even called Yin back and then jumped out the window yourself to prove it was perfectly safe. In any case, Junior landed on top of his fluffy bodyguard, so no permanent injuries. Probably.
Oh, and that was when Ruby found you. You didn't even know she was in the city. That was an awkward conversation, held far away from the scene of what you have to admit was probably several crimes you just committed. Eh. Mobsters wouldn't call the cops when they got beat up by a random girl. Hopefully.
It came to my attention as I was writing this that I just don't really like the Yellow trailer. It's the second thing with an actual plot in RWBY and it's very much an early demonstration of writing things on the fly without taking into account consistent characterization or characters living in a setting where consequences exist. I did decide to mostly keep it intact since the point is showing Yang's characterization as reckless and cocky and it does succeed in that, but I had to think about it and do a small bit of editorializing, hence the delay. I did keep in the trailer music remix gimmick for the BGM because that was the coolest part and Youtube conveniently had everything appropriately clipped.
In the future, I plan to foist the choice of how closely we stick to the show on you guys, but at this point I'd committed to the bit of doing the trailers as example battles and I couldn't really back down.
In the first draft of this post, Junior had a Grapploct for an Octazooka gag reference to the original trailer, but in the end, I had to follow through on the Bewear foreshadowing.
Next: The first chapter.
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I have to know, is this an actual terrain in the Pokeymanz system or did you make it up, because I love it either way.
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It's made up. In addition to me cribbing everything in here from an RPG book that encourages playing fast and loose with everything, I'm trying to get into the spirit of making interesting settings rather than the white-room assumptions of the Pokémon games. Part of that is trying to translate the interesting fight settings that RWBY and other action brawler fiction gives the audience into things that actually affect the flow of the fight - see also my choice to turn every use of Dragon Tail into collateral damage (because that's how RWBY characters and especially Yang fight, knocking people all over the map and usually breaking something when they do that).
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StattStatt
Supplier of suspenders for your disbelief
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Ae yeah, nice. Time for Things (copyright restricted trademark) to happen.
Love how Junior's goons having the most Basic ass 'mons is the equivalent of them having the simplest weapons available in the show.
Also the field boosting certain moves is very interesting, reminds me of how field effects work in fan-games like Reborn, Rejuvenation and Desolation
Looking forward to the next update
Love how Junior's goons having the most Basic ass 'mons is the equivalent of them having the simplest weapons available in the show.
Also the field boosting certain moves is very interesting, reminds me of how field effects work in fan-games like Reborn, Rejuvenation and Desolation
Looking forward to the next update
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I do like how the traits of the various characters has been introduced. Very appropriate.
If you had posted you last chapter 1 day later you would have a nice number row of days between chapters 
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Alright you know what? I've spent a week staring at an empty draft doc for the first update and while this was a fun little exercise, I don't think I've got the energy to turn it into a real full thing. Thanks for coming to my tech demo for Pokeymanz I guess, maybe I'll brush this off some time in the future when I've got more solid ideas, but I'm not gonna drag it out and pretend I'm still working on it now (as opposed to SRWAE or SRWGS which are definitely real things I'm going to finish).
Mopman43
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I don't know if you noticed, but the quest ended.
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If you're curious I did plan out their starters, rather than intending to put them to a vote.
Jaune has his Honedge (whom he can barely use thanks to mechanical flaws representing his...Jauneness)
Nora obviously has the world's most aggro Tinkatink.
Pyrrha was harder to decide on but ultimately I couldn't not go with Magnemite
Finally Ren had quite a few options I'd been hesitating to narrow down, but I think I was going to go with Floette. The other obvious option was Riolu but I wasn't sure about making JNPR monotype Steel.