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Araquanid Death Trap
2 months ago
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Though most routes pose minor threats to travelers, only a select few are deemed to dangerous even for elite trainers.
These routes are inhabited by hostile pokemon that have no qualms with hunting down unprepared trainers.
Despite this danger, the forbidden routes are still traveled by the most elite, the naive and the reckless.
Only a few trainers escape with all of their pokemon's lives.
Most aren't fortunate to leave at all.
Despite the warnings of survivors, a rookie trainer decided to venture to one of Alola's forbidden routes.
Hopeful for the chance to find pokemon undiscovered by man, she ignored their pleas and entered the deep brush.
Within jungle resides a hive of human hunting Araquanids.
Extremely aggressive, they tend to ambush their prey that venture near their waters.
Occasionally they will leave their ponds to hunt deeper in the forests.
The trainer came prepared for them, a bundle of leaf-type pokemon held in her bag.
Before she even had the opportunity to use them, one of the creatures grabbed her from behind.
Unable to open her bag in the panic, she was rendered unconscious in her struggle. The trainer awoke to the sound of lightning.
She was face down in a shallow pond, her hands webbed tightly to sturdy branches.
She heard the spindly legs creep forward from behind, splashing in the shallow water she resided in.
She struggled harder, still unable to free herself from the web.
As she prepared to scream for help, the green jungle suddenly became cloudy and blue.
The water bubble emitting from the monster's head engulfed her own.
Bubbles clouded her vision as her muffled screams were drowned out by the pouring rain and booming thunder.
Every breath and scream filled her lungs with water.
She suddenly felt something brush aside her skirt.
She shook her head desperately trying to plead through the water as it's cock thrust in from behind.
She kicked and jerked in panic, losing her precious air quickly.
The monster seemed to enjoy the movement of her struggle.
She stretched her neck forward trying to escape the bubble, precious air only inches from her grasp.
It's mandibles held her head back, containing it within the water.
After several more minutes of struggling, the trainer finally choked on her last breath.
When the hunter was finished with her body, it would add her corpse to the pile of forgotten, foolish trainers that thought they could invade it's route.
These routes are inhabited by hostile pokemon that have no qualms with hunting down unprepared trainers.
Despite this danger, the forbidden routes are still traveled by the most elite, the naive and the reckless.
Only a few trainers escape with all of their pokemon's lives.
Most aren't fortunate to leave at all.
Despite the warnings of survivors, a rookie trainer decided to venture to one of Alola's forbidden routes.
Hopeful for the chance to find pokemon undiscovered by man, she ignored their pleas and entered the deep brush.
Within jungle resides a hive of human hunting Araquanids.
Extremely aggressive, they tend to ambush their prey that venture near their waters.
Occasionally they will leave their ponds to hunt deeper in the forests.
The trainer came prepared for them, a bundle of leaf-type pokemon held in her bag.
Before she even had the opportunity to use them, one of the creatures grabbed her from behind.
Unable to open her bag in the panic, she was rendered unconscious in her struggle. The trainer awoke to the sound of lightning.
She was face down in a shallow pond, her hands webbed tightly to sturdy branches.
She heard the spindly legs creep forward from behind, splashing in the shallow water she resided in.
She struggled harder, still unable to free herself from the web.
As she prepared to scream for help, the green jungle suddenly became cloudy and blue.
The water bubble emitting from the monster's head engulfed her own.
Bubbles clouded her vision as her muffled screams were drowned out by the pouring rain and booming thunder.
Every breath and scream filled her lungs with water.
She suddenly felt something brush aside her skirt.
She shook her head desperately trying to plead through the water as it's cock thrust in from behind.
She kicked and jerked in panic, losing her precious air quickly.
The monster seemed to enjoy the movement of her struggle.
She stretched her neck forward trying to escape the bubble, precious air only inches from her grasp.
It's mandibles held her head back, containing it within the water.
After several more minutes of struggling, the trainer finally choked on her last breath.
When the hunter was finished with her body, it would add her corpse to the pile of forgotten, foolish trainers that thought they could invade it's route.
