Rusty's Team

This would be my friend Rusty's team, and their origins as written by him. I actually did a few of these for my friends so, expect more to come. He has a badass Nidoking which I wish I had taken for myself. I love the stories he's done, especially the Golem one. It combines basically my two great loves.


Loyalty doesn’t count for much when your piss burns holes in the carpet, and after one-time-too-many, poor old Grolf was cast out into the streets of Celadon City. Skulking in alleyways, surviving off table scraps and half eaten Calcium tablets, stealing pharmacuticals for Poliwraths that couldn’t hold their own…Grolf had hit rock bottom. His former posh life had spoiled him, and his rejection left him feeling bitter and resentful. His pampered life left him with an elitist attitude, and it was time for his dues. Revenge had replaced loyalty, and that’s when I discovered him. I told him I was building a team. He wanted in.

Gowlithe M
Flare Blitz
Roar
Crunch
Agility


A freak accident on the streets of Veilstone City left Turtington and his three brothers alone in the sewers. Barely old enough to crawl, they had been knocked down the sewer by a stray canister of radioactive waste. The canister broke and the four brothers found themselves crawling in the glowing green ooze when an orphaned Raticate named Lumber found them. He gathered them all up in a coffee can and took them to his burrow.

The next morning Lumber had awoken to find the turtwigs had doubled in size. He himself noticed that had been growing, particularly in intellect. Even more so, however, he had begun to grow in appetite. One-by-one, he began to devour the turtwigs until he filled his belly with the first three. Whilst napping, the young Turtington escaped his vile captor and made his way to the surface. In a delirium, he wandered aimlessly until he collapsed. Waking up in a nearby Pokécenter, Trutington was half conscious and being treated for radiation poisoning…which made him painfully simple to catch…

Turtwig M
Razor Leaf
Withdraw
Leach Seed
Bite


He was The King. The tours were great. The road was great. The freedom, the fans, the women and drugs and constant partying were everything he had wanted from life. The King lived the highlife that fateful night the stars shined upon him, and the moonstone got stuck between his toes. He was bigger, and badder, and everyone couldn’t get enough, but all good thins must come to and end. One night a pretty blue missy who sparkled like a gemstone came up and whispered sweet promises into his ear. The King liked what he heard. Feeing good after an evening of consuming leftovers, they stumbled away together.

The next morning The King awoke to the flash of Pokémon Snap cameras catching him in bed with what was no Nidoqueen…but a shiny blue Nidoking who was colored like his female counterparts. Word spread and the rumors all but killed The King. Years later he was old, washed-up, and forgotten. Behind the piano of some tavern in the middle of nowhere is where I found him, Moomoo milk mustache smear across his worn, yellow teeth. He looked at me though half-glazed eyes. I beckoned him into the Ultraball.

Nidoking M
Earthquake
Thunderbolt
Ice Beam
Megahorn


A barbaric Squirtle tribe lived to the north, and would frequently surf into warmer climates and raid small settlements where they would plunder and destroy whomever they fell across. This pleased their pegan gods, who asked for nothing but savagery and battle. The leader of this great tribe was Warhammertortle. His great winged crown denoted him as leader, who all other Squirtles feared and obeyed. So drunken off his own victories and powers, he sought to become a god himself, and one night challenged the gods themselves. Should he win, he would sit among them in the heavens. The heavens had other ideas, and Warhammertortle was nearly killed by the stormgod’s Thunderbolt, which did double damage. Before the weakened and humiliated Warhammertortle passed out, he heard the high pitched howl of a Growlithe, followed by the bludgeoning force of a crudely thrown pokéball.

Wartortle M
Surf
Rapid Spin
Protect
Aqua Tail

Geodon and Geogle had gone fishing when poor Geodon fell into the river. Reaching and clawing his way to the water’s surface, Geodon grabbled hold of long forgotten Choice Band. When he broke the water’s surface, the two brothers lay there glaring at the beautiful treasure Geodon had discovered. Geogle suggested his brother give him the Choice Band since it was his birthday, but overcome with greed Geodon refused. The two began to quarrel and fight with each other savagely until Geogle had crushed his brother to dust.

Proud of his newly won prize Geogle left and hid himself away in a Dark Cave. Rumor had spread of the creature Golem who lived in the cave, and when the rumors made there way to me. A century old legend was too tempting to pass up, so I ventured into the caves. Lost and hurt, I finally staggered to a small lagoon hidden deep within the cave. That’s when I heard the voice which sounded like flint scrapping against steel. “Golem” it spoke. We had a contest of riddles, and if the creature lost, he and his precious Choice Band would fight for me…

Golem M
Rock Polish
Stone Edge
Explosion
Magnitude


One day I was shocked to find Emmanuel Lewis naked and wandering aimlessly through the grass outside Lavender town. He was crying to himself. I asked him why he was so upset and he said “If any of my fans see me like this, my acting career will be over!” I didn’t have the heart to tell him it already was, so I dug up a couple bones from a nearby cemetery. “Put these on” I said, nobody will be able to recognize you now! He fights for me now.

Cubone M
Bone Club
Headbutt
Leer
Rage