Helter Skelter

[punchvolcanoes]

Who: Sasha, Raikov, Vinnie, Volgin and Marie
What: Talking. Okay no, we lied. Talking leads to much more terrible things.
Where: Outside, just on the school gate's outskirts
When:  December 12th
Warnings: MARIE'S DIRTY MOUTH. Okay, more like Volgin, Raikov and Vinnie's haha.

Christmas! The holiday flowed like a bowl of phall and spicy bbq wings in Sasha's mouth. Pure, delightful eating bliss. She sat on one of the metallic benches, looking over at the city lights, sometimes letting out a small burst of flame and laughing at the way it danced in the cold heat before fizzling out.  She wore the new school outfit, covered by a fireproof winter coat and hat that had been pierced to allow her horns to peek thought.

But ahh! Christmas! Out of all the celebrations Sasha enjoyed during the year, this was her favorite. Everyone standing around in a warm fire, drinking hot chocolate (or in her case cacao and spices mixed together). Where Santa, his eight Stantlers and his army of Delibirds would give out presents to all the good little boys and girls and their Pokemons (or so it was told) when they slept.

She was waiting for Vinnie and Marie to show up; they had agreed to go shopping and she was a full ten minutes early, a little too excited for her own good. They'd probably both take more time anyway, not being particularly big fans of the winter weather in general. It was such a shame too! Sasha loved snow. It reminded her of all those times in the caverns together. Waking up to undo the presents (had Red bought them? Was it really Santa? IT WAS A MYSTERY). She was so preoccupied with replaying the memories in her mind that she didn't notice the man slowly walking close by her.

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Under Volgin's assault, even Vinnie's floral half could recognize the danger he was in - and it was not without its own defenses. Fed by the fight or flight instincts of its animal half, and reacting on the instinct of plants, the Venusaur's normal pollen release exploded exponentially. The potency of its sweet scent, along with a thick cocktail of disabling powders were released into the air around him, indiscriminate of whoever breathed it in. Too much in the bloodstream and, well, Venusaurs weren't Poison type for nothing.

Volgin could probably feel a burning sensation in his open wounds, and all his orifices, making the pain multiply with exposure to the released pollen. Tears were welling involuntarily in his eyes and everything began to itch - but foremost was a slow sense of nausea that grew as the poison was carried deeper into the body in his lungs and his bloodstream.

As for Vinnie, his strength was beginning to return after the punishing drain that followed frenzy plant. Blood oozed, deep green mingling with the generous splatters of red that covered him; that was two of his leaves that had been ripped away.

He forced himself to swallow back the crippling sensation - under no circumstances could he let that electric monster turn his attention back to Sasha now that she had joined the fray. If he needed to, Vinnie would give up all his leaves, his petals to make sure of that. Whatever it took - he grit his teeth to steel himself to that very real possibility.

His own pain made it an ordeal even to stand, much less maneuver himself in a fight. Thankfully, Volgin was reeling from the effects of the pollen himself - this was no time to let up. Vinnie launched a series of sludge bombs from his mouth, aimed towards the staggering giant. Like grenades of toxic waste, they exploded in a huge burst on contact, corroding everything they touched in deadly acid.