Jean-Pierre Polnareff (
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There's bound to be a ghost at the back of your closet
WHO: Trip and Jean-Pierre Polnareff
WHAT: Pokemon showing off! Stand comparisons! Feeling bad because your Stand died! All the usual fun stuff.
WHEN: Let's call it around 8/15
WHERE: Nicholson Park, in the City of Romance.
[It's not a Stand, Polnareff knows. That Lampent that had floated in front of the camera and chirped its own name-- it's something entirely different. Linked to Trip, maybe, but it might not even be something so intimately interwoven as a Stand is. That being said: it's not the same, no, but it's still interesting.
Maybe he's torturing himself a little. Why expose himself to others' abilities when his own was lost forever? But he isn't about to turn away an interesting source of information just because of hurt feelings. It isn't as if sitting in Giorno's mansion all day is going to help. So he might as well set out and meet the kid-- Trip-- in person. If his own Chariot comes to mind, well, he'll just push the thought away. It's been six months. He has to learn to let it go.
Polnareff waits patiently in the park. He'd pushed to meet in the City of Romance, leery of being caught by Dio anywhere else. Setting up his wheelchair beneath a tree, he skims through old entries on the network, waiting idly. Hopefully the kid will actually show up. He'd seemed game, but he's also pretty young; Polnareff doesn't have a whole lot of faith in the reliability of kids.]
WHAT: Pokemon showing off! Stand comparisons! Feeling bad because your Stand died! All the usual fun stuff.
WHEN: Let's call it around 8/15
WHERE: Nicholson Park, in the City of Romance.
[It's not a Stand, Polnareff knows. That Lampent that had floated in front of the camera and chirped its own name-- it's something entirely different. Linked to Trip, maybe, but it might not even be something so intimately interwoven as a Stand is. That being said: it's not the same, no, but it's still interesting.
Maybe he's torturing himself a little. Why expose himself to others' abilities when his own was lost forever? But he isn't about to turn away an interesting source of information just because of hurt feelings. It isn't as if sitting in Giorno's mansion all day is going to help. So he might as well set out and meet the kid-- Trip-- in person. If his own Chariot comes to mind, well, he'll just push the thought away. It's been six months. He has to learn to let it go.
Polnareff waits patiently in the park. He'd pushed to meet in the City of Romance, leery of being caught by Dio anywhere else. Setting up his wheelchair beneath a tree, he skims through old entries on the network, waiting idly. Hopefully the kid will actually show up. He'd seemed game, but he's also pretty young; Polnareff doesn't have a whole lot of faith in the reliability of kids.]
[weeeeell, you asked for it]
I... never had anyone help me train, sorry. [That did seem to hurt him, but he tried to brush it off.]
You're right about the elemental attacks.
Serperior is bred for speed! Opponents can't follow its movements, so it's very good at sneak attacks. Primarily short-range, physical attacks. Frenzy Plant and Solar Beam are its long range attacks. What that one means is that Serperior can absorb energ from the sun and fire it at opponents. It's pretty strong! It can wrap its opponents tight too, strangle them into submission. It's very powerful! But its endurance... I didn't really train it for that.
Frillish... is Water, but also Ghost, and it's bred for overpowering strength, to induce helplessness.
Cursed Body means any attack that makes physical contact on its body is cursed. Sealed away for the rest of the battle, so the opponent can only land a hit with a physical attack once.
Hex increases damage on a Pokemon already suffering from confusion or poison or anything else. Night Shade locks the opponent in nightmarish visions in order to paralyze them...
Oh! Speaking of paralysis, Frillish naturally secretes a numbing, paralyzing poison from its tentacles. Its mostly used for hunting, when it needs to drag its prey underwater to consume its body... oh, and soul too. It eats human souls, like Lampent, you know.
That's why sailors consider them bad omens. Lampent's considered an omen of death too.
[He lists off these horrors with a surprisingly casual, conservational tone. He might've gotten a bit side-tracked... the Ghost Types definitely seem to be his favourites, after his partner, Serperior.]
... in fact, the only one with great defense is Vanillite. You know, it can take on fire head-on? It's pretty gutsy. All its attacks are long range and ice-based.
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Better to just focus on one at a time. Polnareff nods towards Serperior.]
He sounds like the one I'm most familiar with, so why don't we start there?
[Not that he doesn't like the others.]
You said you didn't train him for endurance. Is there a reason for that, or is he simply not built for it?