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( Lol, you don't have to remind me silly, I was the one trying not to god mode with a Wurmple. )
Durant lets out a loud and annoying Screech, ( Actually using screech, ) and then Bites Machoke's arm hard with a thunder fang, which immediately grounds down Machoke's arm and spine and through the sticky silk everywhere that is still connected to the outlet, singing the silk intantly, and leaving a putrid smell of burnt silk in the room.

The Machoke let out a yelp, instantly letting go of the Durant. He started flailing his hand around, trying to free his hand from the Durant's iron-hard, electrical grasp until it tangled its feet in the strings on the floor. Before long it fell over, getting itself even more tangled, still flailing, still in pain, and still not paying much attention to the angry ranting from its trainer.

"You no good--It's an ant! Squash it!! Squash it!" With his extremely unhelpful bit of advice, the Machoke began whining in pain. "You pathetic little--ERNGH!!"

Didi sighed heavily... "I don't know which I'd rather have disobey me, that Durant or that Machoke. Honestly the Machoke seems more harmless. Durant, use Giga Impact." Durant let go of Machoke just long enough to step back and screech again before slamming it in the side with incredible force. "FINALLY DURANT. Now come back, that should be good." The Machoke had stopped flailing now, and was cringing in pain.

Didi returned Durant. "I'll call this a win." Then she turned to See how Jerry was doing, letting Wurmple crawl around on her head. The camper was making unintelligible complaints to his Pokemon in the background.

((Fun time!))

"Alright! See ya later!" Jerry waved at a defeated, but still cheerful Lass who waved back at him. "Alright! Great job, Riot! Three trainers in a row! Is that a record or what?" Jerry rubbed his Lucario's head, and his blue partner never dropped his battle-ready stance. "How's it goin'--uh..." He remembered that he didn't know this girl's name. "Uh, what was your name again? My name's Jerry!"

Didi is wide-eyed, amazed that Jerry was able to to beat three trainers in the time it took her to beat one. "Uh... well then." She looks at Wurmple, who is also wide-eyed. "My name's Didi. This is Wurmple. He beat the entire Hoenn League with me last year. But we're a little out of shape... I don't know if I can win another battle, let alone two." Wurmple wiggled around in her arms in disagreement. "Or, well... If you're up for it little guy." She returns her gaze to Jerry. "How did you get so good?"

((I'll accept a worm doing surprising things, but the whole League? They're the best of the best for a reason.))

"Impressive. But I got this good just by doing this for years and years, isn't that right, Riot?" The Lucario shot a sharp glance at the Wormple on Didi's shoulder. "Behave, boy. Return." He pulled his Pokemon back into his Pokeball. "Basically, experience is how I got this good." He looked over at Didi's next opponent and spoke in a hushed tone. "I think I know what these preliminary matches are for, pretty much to weed out the, eh... less disciplined trainers." He smiled over at Didi. "I expect you'll make short work of the remaining trainers. I'll wait for ya outside. Knock 'em dead, kid!" With that he stepped out of the back room.

( Yeah, it was really just a reference to me playing through Emerald with nothing but a Wurmple. Really fun. And really hard. He isn't going to be anywhere near that tough here. Also I assume you want to play the other two trainers. )

Didi gulped and turned around to face a Kindler, complete with a torch and lighter fluid. "You know we aren't camping, right? Weirdo." With that, she stepped forward and tossed a pokeball, releasing her Forretress. "What do you have for me? *clunk! goes the Forretress onto the ground*

((I feel like this one should be more of a complete farce of a battle!))

The Kindler tossed his stuff aside and pulled out a Pokeball, letting out a Slugma. "Slugma!! Hurt it! Now!" The Slugma began scooting across the battle field and... being a slug... it was really slow... Really, really slow...

( I catch your drift. I am excited for tough ones too though. )

Didi and Wurmple both gave confused expressions to each other, and then without further hesitation, nonchalantly said: "Sand Tomb." Forretress used Magnet Rise and floated over the Slugma, and then spun around releasing sand in all directions, which flowed out all over the slug, and hardened into a glass casing upon contact. Not to mention he had picked up that sand at the beach, so it was extra salty.

( I'll be extra attentive and active to post on here tonight, just so you know. )

The sand stung at the Slugma, cutting deeper from the shards of glass forming around it. The Slugma slowed to a complete stop, unable to get past the Sand Tomb.

"Slugma! Breath fire, now!"

The Slugma belched a wave of fire... straight up. Once the Sand Tomb dissipated, the Slugma fell over. "RETURN!!" Having called back his Pokemon, the Kindler reached for his second Pokemon. "Go, Talonflame!" He threw the Pokeball, and it popped open! However, when it did, it was revealed to be empty. "Oh... right... I don't have one of those..." He proceeded to pick up his kindling stuff and leave the room.

Didi returned here Forretress. The heat had really put him out, being a bug/steel type. The poor thing had fallen and shattered the glass at the slugma's attempt to burn it. He was in no condition to battle. "Well, since I don't think Durant is in his right mind... Well, I don't want to reveal them yet. Wurmple, I want you to fight this last battle." Wurmple nodded at her determinedly. "ALRIGHT, LET'S DO THIS!!!" She looked around, and saw no one left except for a Swimmer Girl. "Hey, you. With the revealing bikini that is so impractical here. Battle my Wurmple."

((Foretress seems tough enough not to worry about broken glass, but oh well. Anyway, prepare for trouble!))

The swimmer quickly spun around and let loose a Pokeball from... somewhere, and released a Golduck. "Golduck, Confusion!" The big blue duck lifted its fore-flipper, the red jewel on its head glowing brightly. Didi's Wormple glowed with psychic energy and floated into the air. "And now! Bring the pain!" said the Swimmer, spitting a little as she said so.

The Golduck dropped his hand and the Wormple slammed to the ground.

( Well I meant that the heat is what hurt him being his only weakness. )

Wurmple is too bruised to move with more than a limp. "Ugh, that is so cheating..." Sorry Wurmple. Come snuggle me." She picks up her Wurmple and then pulls out another pokeball. "I could loose the crazy ant again, or... Oh well." She throws her ball and out comes a Wormadam, (Trash Cloak.) "Wormadam, break its concentration!" The wormadam makes loud clanging noises that reverberate through the building, ( Metal Sound.) "Now give it a taste of its own medicine!" The Wormadam then lisfts into the air and so does the golduck. Except that the golduck is contorting in pain and then slams twice as hard as Wurmple to the ground.

"Hydro Pump! Hydro Pump! HYDRO PUMP!!" cried the Swimmer, beginning to shake a little.

The Golduck flexed hard, resisting the effects of the psychic attack, his chest seeming to inflate suddenly. It suddenly poured out a torrent of high-pressured water at the Wormadam.

"YES!! YES!! HURT IT!! HURT IT FOR MOMMY!!"
((I feel ashamed of myself for this character))

( Don't worry, you can be Jerry again soon. Look at this picture: http://37.media.tumblr.com/37798da004eb30389064bacc0f79263c/tumblr_mu7tbu5fSI1s6bjwgo1_500.jpg )

Wormadam was unfazed by the water, which just rolled off of its shiny body. In response, its body shimmered and released a blinding flash of light at the Golduck, obscuring its vision, then slammed it on the ground repeatedly.

"That's enough Wormy. The duck is unconcious." Didi turned to look behind her and check if her friend was still watching, but alas he was not. She had begun to get nervous without his presence, having no other guide to this tournament. "Can I go? I'll give you a dollar if you forfeit. I have to get on with the tournament."

The Swimmer recalled her Pokemon and threw out another one. "NEVER!! PAIN!! I WANT YOUR PAIN!!"
Out of the next Pokeball came a Tentacruel. "Restrain it! Restrain it and crush it slowly! I want to enjoy it!!" The Tentacruel did as it was told and sent its grabby tentacles all over the Wormadame.

Didi scratched her head in confusion. "I'm getting really tired of these crazy people, just bleach it." Wormadam's body shined really bright, releasing wave after wave of warmth, and intense light that felt like a desert sun to everyone in the room. "Aw, crap. Now my lips are chapped." Her and Wurmple happen to have sunglasses on just for this occcasion somehow, but Tentacruel isn't as lucky. His body begins to shrivel.

( These trainers are going to give me nightmares. )

((Not sure that's how Sunny Day works, but It's pretty creative, so I'll allow it (if it's the right move)))

The Tentacruel shriveled a little, but it kept up it's assault. "Pain! Pain! Spray it with acid! Acid! ACID! BURN IT!!"

The Tentacruel slowly lifted its huge beak-like... uh, appendage, and let loose a spray of green acid all over the Wormadame. "PAIN! PAIN!!!"

( Well I don't think Wormadam has to worry how it works, seeing as Tentacruel can't seem to hurt it. Thanks though. )

The acid just rolls off of Wormadam's steel cloak, which gives it immunity to poisons and acids of any kind. Wormadam gets tired of shining though, so it just ties Tentacrul into a giant messy knot. "Wow, that's almost as bad as my TV. By the way, I think you should really talk to someone. Maybe get counseling. You really should calm down with this sadism stuff. Anyways, I have a random dude to find." She returns Wormadam, then runs outside, looking for Jerry.

Just then, a giant black blimp rolls in, and an announcement plays: "Well folks, it would seem that once again, we have forgotten how law enforcement works and let our good friends Team Rocket attack again. Hopefully some unlikely hero or two will stop them. Until then we should all panic and run around like little children. Thank you."

( I need to crash, busy day tomorrow. I'll probably be really busy until Friday. )