Whelp, it looked like her tactic has pissed off Meenah. Served her right for trying to stab her all the time! Although of course, she might try and poke holes in her again. Better watch out for that! Though luckily it seemed the girl had no intention of attacking her juuuuust yet. It was a possibility later though, knowing that bitch, so Roxy wasn't letting her guard down.
The battle was not exactly going in her favor, it seemed! She watched as the Psyduck hypnotized Hermione into getting her pretty fur ruined. She'd have to dry her off later, her poor baby. Damn, the Psyduck was scary.
But okay, now that the move had worn off, it was time for payback. "Skitty, give her a doubleslap! Show that peshy Psyduck who is BOSS." Hermione climbed back onto the bank, dripping wet, and ran over to the Psyduck, aiming to strike her twice across the face with her damp paws.
Hahaha, HAHA YES! DROWN, little noisemaker! Psyduck's quacking to herself and her psychic-glowing eyes give off the disturbing appearance of maniacal laughter.
Controlling the Skitty's nerves, she forces the cat's face underwater and holds it there as long as possible. But the Skitty pulls her head up before the sordid deed is done, catching a big breath of air. Psyduck's glowing eyes return to normal, and she stomps her webbed foot, holding her head firmly. Why didn't it work!?! How had the Skitty broken free from her control so early!
What's more, the Skitty just comes back onto land and slaps her in the face! Twice! Alright, it's pretty clear these two ladies are in for a bitter bitchfight.
Palms lifting from her skull and held forward, Psyduck stares intensely at her annoying foe, taking control with Confusion once more. But this time she telekinetically pulls Hermione into the air, and tosses her body toward Clamperl. She quacks out a command to her moirail, telling Clamperl to 'catch'. With his shell. If he gets her drift.
Post by Meenah Peixes on Mar 20, 2013 23:46:07 GMT
Seeing the whirlpool form, she knew she was in some sort of pickle. How long did these things last and what exactly did they even do? Those were the golden questions. Heck, she was sort of tempted to jump in the thing herself to figure it out. Then again, that'd probably just get her stuck in the dumb vortex too and give the dumb blonde over there a reason to laugh in her face. The chances of being able to stab or poke a bitch from a spinning body of water probably wasn't high and she sure as hell wasn't going to go throw the thing with the chances of having poor aim and just giving the enemy a weapon.
This is war and a commander's got to make sure she ain't giving herself a disadvantage. How was she going to go beat a super ultra mega awesome hot empress if she couldn't catch a regular old Clamperl just because SOME PEOPLE can't help a girl out in a double battle for the sake of creating an army of mostly adorable fighting machines that turn into absolute brutes. Nope.
Seeing the whirlpool disappear, she put on a smug grin. "Oh hey! That cat thing a' yours actshelly did somefin for me! Jackpoooot!" She hurried on over to her sleeping "soldier" and gave him a real good kick in an attempt to wake him. He showed no signs of stirring though, even after she had nudged him a bit with her 2x3dent. Unfortunately, she'd have to sit out for another round of torture. "C'moooon and wake the glub up, will ya'? Cod fuckin' dammit."
Wham! Roxy flinched as Hermione collided with the Clamperl. That had gotta hurt. Her poor baby. She ran over to her side in an attempt to help her up, and was able to help the cat to her feet... just.
It looked like Meenah and her were in trouble! Boon was out of action (thanks to her, she realized guiltily) so it was pretty much Hermione versus the two of them. Looked like she had to think carefully.
"Okay, forget the dumb ol' Psyduck for a lil' bit. Slap the shit out of that Clamperl while ya got the chance!" The Skitty did as instructed, aiming a double-slap for the Clamperl's exposed flesh. Meenah could thank her later.