>>18919657Almost everyone gags as soon as they see you with a fucking hole in your stomach. Surprisingly, Pangoro is the bigggest gagger of all.
"Damn, I see this EVERY week and I still can't get used to it!"
Your companions, although supportive, are starting to wane in spirit.
"Alice... What in the world are you doing?"
See, it's not everyday that you see your daughteru expy counting the number of times a Metronome bounces to and fro...while biting down on it.
"I'm playin' Bite-tro-nome, mum-mum!~"
"Bite...tronome? What is that?"
"It's easy 't play, you 'jus get this 'lil metro-thingy, 'an you bite down 'onnit, 'an whoeva manages 't 'eattitt while countin' how many times it ticky-tocks is the winner!"
"Tortortor!"
"Nenenenenenenenenenenenenenennenenenenene~"
"Isn't that Metronome made with lead paint...?"
"I-I'm fine guys, really, I can still fight!"
Yet even so, the pandas definitely don't believe that. With only one sword--the other still jabbed in the ground quite a way's off from your current position--, you have to make this next shot count, as you can easily see Panch's power rising to uncounterable levels.
In other words, it looks as if he's about to use Close Combat, the most broken move in all of swordfighting, but still somehow viable in the competitive scene.
"B-But, Panchams can't even learn that move!"
"FOOL! You can LEARN ANY MOVE when you put your mind to it!"
"THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN HELPFUL SIX HOURS AGO!"
A) Use the power of friendship to conjure a counter-move (Anon choice).
B) Endure Close Combat and counter it with a literal Counter!
C) Serena scolds Alice for trying to get lead poisoning. (The Pokemon somehow get away with it)
D) Welp. You're going to lose anyway, might as well go out with dignity. Pose like a motherfucker.
