...so, it's a mushroom-lizard? Fighting-type, of course, but I'm guessing it's gotta be a Grass-type, too. I've gotta save Pidgeotto for when I need him, so Pinsir, lead us off!
Square off, Pinsir. We're gonna try that new move you should have learned by now--
Okay! He popped you in the face something hard. Pinsir...use Revenge!
REVENGE! Yeah! Roll with that punch and uppercut it right in its goofy jaw--!
Incoming headbutt! Ready for impact...
Now! Revenge!
Alright! We can keep this going forever, can't we, girl! You take a hit, you hit him harder! You take a hit--
...and you're out cold. Okay then, new strategy. Return.
If this thing is a Grass/Fighting-type like I suspect, it's gonna have a hard time dealing damage to Nidorino, and Peck will be super effective. Nidorino, go!
Nidorino! Go for its--!
Okay, if we're not faster, we need to hit harder. Nidorino, it's still in melee range! Use Peck!
Yeah! I think I saw a chunk of shroom fly off into the air! Good hit! See? It's running scared, clutching its wounded arm, hoping Tyre will--
...make it all better. Damn Super Potion. Fine! Nidorino! Peck it again! Harder this time! We need to make up for lost ground!
Right in the chest! Yeah! I can see dust flying off that thing when you hit it--wait...I don't think that's dust! Nidorino, retreat!
That was close. You could have ended up paralyzed--HEADBUTT!
Nidorino! No! We were doing so well! Fine then...two Pokemon taken out by the first Pokemon thrown out? We're not going down like that! Pidgeotto, go! Gust like hell!
Flap those little--SHIT! STOP! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!
He's...laughing? Oh, thank god. That could have gone horribly. Attacking a gym leader with your Pokemon has got to be one of the easiest ways to get disqualified.
Now that lizard seems to be absorbing some kind of weird, green aura from Pidgeotto. That's gotta be a "drain" move. Pidgeotto, he just tried to absorb some of your strength! Show him what he's asking for! Gust!
Dear lord! From the way that sucker flew, he had to have been Grass/Fighting. There's pieces of him littering the field all the way to where he crashed into the wall!
TYRE: Boy, that bird's got some power!
TOM: This bird doesn't have power. It has rage.
Let's see what he's gonna throw out now that his mushroom is shredded...
A Poliwrath! Oh ho, I think I know what to do with this guy. Pidgeotto, stay in. Gust it hard! No quarter!
This thing can sure stand it's ground--its stomach is swirling...it's almost...like--SHIT! Pidgeotto, don't look at it's belly! Just keep flapping!
Damn! Pidgeotto looked right at it...but he's resisting! That'a bird! Gust!
He's trying it again with the swirl-belly! Look away and flap like your life depended on it!
There we go! Finally blew that thing back into a stone column...right where we want it.
TOM: Bird, it's still standing.
PIDGEOTTO: I can see that.
TOM: You can't knock it down?
PIDGEOTTO: I'm fucking trying--!
TOM: So knock it down!
PIDGEOTTO: He's going down!
TOM: Knock him down!
PIDGEOTTO: I'LL FUCKING BURY YOU!
TOM: FRUSTRATION!
Here comes the bird, barreling in like a mack truck! We're gonna knock this thing clear--why is it flexing? Oh shit!
Poliwrath grabbed him mid-flight?! How in the--oh, this is not good! Pidgeotto, you're gonna get hurled into the water! You need to take to the air flying the second he releases you--!
Pidgeotto! Get the air under your--!
Wow, he throws hard! And Pidgeotto can't flap its way out of the rapids with wet wings; he's a sitting duck--!
Poliwrath's charging! Is he...?
He is! He's gonna dive into the water! Ah ha! Now's my chance! Pidgeotto, return!
Just in the knick of time! Poliwrath almost dragged Pidgeotto under with that swan dive...
...but now, he's a wet frog in moving water. He may be able to stand still in the current, but I doubt he'll be able to withstand this current! Elekid, I choose you!
Shock Wave!
Hah! Imposible to miss and super-conductive! Man, did that thing fry! I...I may have actually seen its nervous system shut down before it started floating down the rapids--Tyre's not even calling him back?
TYRE: An Elekid, huh? Alright...maybe that wasn't the best strategy, but I've got one more.
Uh oh...this is the one Jess warned me about. If this is Tyre's final Pokemon, then I can't paralyze it or that will make it stronger. But what in the world could have done all that damage to--?
...oh, fuck.
ELEKID: Would you look at the size of this fuckin' guy?!
TOM: I know! Elekid, return--!
ELEKID: Nah, Tom...
TOM: You want to stay in?!
ELEKID: You gotta see what he can do, don't you? Well, I can take a hit.
TOM: If you take one shot from that thing, it's gonna kill you!
ELEKID: I've had worse. Let's do this. Buy some time and do some damage.
Elekid, hit it with an Electro Ball! It doesn't look that fast!
It just...took it? It braced itself on the columns and just took the hit with nothing more than a deep inhale?! Oh, this is going to end awfully.
ELEKID: I'm gonna die, aren't I?
Elekid, you better hit this thing again and pray you hit it hard enough, or there may not be much left of you after the match!
Keep your distance! Don't get to close, he might try a Rock Throw--
THAT'S NOT A ROCK! THAT'S A FUCKING COLUMN!!! ELEKID!
ELEKID: I will bend...like a reed in the wind...like a reed--
ELEKID, NO--THE COLUMN ISN'T STOPPING!!! EVASIVE MANEUVERS!
Shit! Elekid...return. You've given yourself once again to buy me time against the gym's champion. He's taken a serious blow, but if I can get him to a Pokemon Center, he'll be fine.
...I have to. If this thing is packing such an unholy punch, I have to use it.
Go...Gliscor!
Let's test the mettle of that move tutor, little lady! BIDE!
TOM: I'm sure you know what Bide does, don't you? The kids passing through Cerulean City from Pewter wouldn't shut up about it once they beat Brock. You see that glow around Gliscor? If you hit her, she's just gonna take it. She'll take it until she's had her fill..then she's gonna offload a world of hurt twice as bad as you inflicted! So go ahead and throw that other column, Tyre...if you dare!
TYRE: ...okay, throw it.
I...was not expecting him to call me on that--
Gliscor's still up! She's still charging the attack! Oh, man! I just gotta pray that it hits--
TYRE: Conkeldurr! Brick Break!
The ground? Why would it attack the--?
It reloaded. Son of a bitch, so that's what Kevin meant by Tyre using the move in a different way--!
The lights! We're browning out in here? But...it couldn't be Gliscor, could it?
I've never used this move before, and I don't know what it looks like; how powerful is this attack?
TOM: Now I have to ask YOU something, Tyre!
TYRE: And what's that?
TOM: ...can you handle it?
TYRE: Excuse me?
TOM: You asked me first. Now it's your turn. Can YOU handle it?
TYRE: Well...let's find out.
TOM: Gliscor...unleash!
The glow...it's getting brighter. It's almost as if--
HOLY SHIT! She knocked him clear off his columns! He--wait, where even is he--?
HO-HOLY SHIT! He's out cold! We--!
...we won? Gliscor, we...we did it?
We did it! Ah ha! Way to go, girl! That was a one-in-a-million!
TYRE: Yeah...you can handle it. Besides that psychic friend of yours, everyone's beaten me. So, if I can't do it...I know there are people who can.
TOM: You can count on us, Tyre.
TYRE: It's gonna be the battle of your lives. There's too much riding on this for you to give up now. It's funny...most people go out and try to do the gym challenge as a way to chase fame or show off, but there's a good chance no one will ever know what you're doing. This ain't a journey for pride; there are lives riding on figuring out what's going on here. The greatest battle are oftentimes the ones no one sees you fight. Never stop fighting...here.
Wow...my very own Terrain Badge--
And the Brick Break TM, a Bike Voucher, and $3100. I better get everything ready so that we can take to the desert as soon as possible--
TOM: Tyre, your, uh...your lights are flickering again.
TYRE: Yeah, I have no idea whats going on.
TOM: I'm, uh...I'm an electrical engineer, you know. I can drop by after I heal my Pokemon and take a look at things for you.
TYRE: Much obliged.
Let me see--oof, it's gotten dark out. I didn't know it was that late already. I suppose--
Wait...it's not that late. Then why is it so dark? Maybe it's got something to do with that brown-out in the gym--
The power plant at Mastam! Doc! They've gotten to Doc!
SHIT!
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