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STAB II Round One, The Boxer The grey-brown figure lightly flexed his muscles. The Pokemon was only a head smaller than the humans and with the same basic shape. His feet had dull purple shoes that matched his combination shirt and kilt held in place by a dark belt. The Pokemon’s shoulders were covered by massive natural pads and his arms ended in big red punching gloves. His head was marked by five crest marks reaching upwards. His confident expression seemed more focused than ever thanks to the downturned mouth. The freshly evolved Pokemon reached towards the sky and fired out a volley of blows that were just a blur.STAB II Round One, The Boxer by ~TheMortonator
At the sight Taylor leaped for joy.
STAB II Round One, The Fighter Outside of the Castform Cabana, Melanie reconnected with her three canine Pokemon. The Umbreon and Houndoom stayed lying down on the ground where they were. Yet, Sally quickly decided to intercept the trainer and inform her of how it had gone. We got your room. Sally said. Although, I personally am rather found of sunny weather I thought you might enjoy a room with heavy rain storming as the theme. Spirit seems to like it as well since everything matches her colors.STAB II Round One, The Fighter by ~TheMortonator
The girl nodded appreciatively. “Well, that’s good at least.” She said. Melanie glanced up the front face of the Castform Cabana. Her eyes wandered ov
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