Amelia
Many mechanical Hariyama appear!
Harold
Donovan wanted to work out today, get some training in with his Hariyama, and to his surprise, there were already many training there already! A lot of Hariyama, in fact! They seemed to glow not unlike the special bond he had formed with his own Hariyama... Although they seem... Almost mechanical... In any case! He figured it was about time Hariyama got himself a new friend! So, he was quick to engage in a battle against one of the larger Iron Hands within the area, opening the fight with Hariyama using Bulk Up, followed immediately with Arm Thrust. 

Electric Terrain was soon to be set up, the Iron Hands starting to glow brighter as a result, followed by low droning before it used a juiced up Wild Charge.
After a few, the battle raged on. Hariyama was a bulky lad, but this... Thing. There was barely much of a scratch on it! He was baffled- What was this thing made out of!? He considered to run but that would be too hurtful on him and his partner- Plus, it seems that Hariyama didn't want to leave just yet either, despite it nearing its limits. Backup was definitely needed, and he stared as his next Pokeball. He figured to send out Incineroar, in order to back up Hariyama, so, he was very much about to!
Lawrence
"Incineroar, use fake out!" A seductive voice spoke, taking its melodic stride with poise. As commanded, a blazing corridor disrupted the battle, startling the mechanical warrior as a blazing divide formed between it and its opponents. Silence grew over the battlefield as the warriors watched each other through the flames. The iron creature's eyes crackled with an overflow of electricity; its bloodlust filled gaze cutting through the blaze. Suddenly, its senses caught on to the sound of heels clacking against the gymnasium's floor. It whirred and hummed as it turned to look at the source of the sound: a woman dressed in red and black with an overflowing golden mane. The woman walked with an abiding swagger, hips swaying with confidence as each step was taken with power and poise. The woman called to Donovan, greeting him playfully with a wave of her claws and saying, "Alola, handsome!" She drew close to the warrior and his Hariyama, eyeing him down from top to bottom as if she intended to consume him with her gaze alone. "You holdin' up okay, darling?" The alluring woman asked, her voice coated with bubbly concern. As she asked, her Incineroar emerged from the flaming corridor to stand behind her trainer. It looked fearless and ready to rumble with the mechanical foe.
Harold
Did he- Did he send out Incineroar already? No wait, this was someone else's! Either way, he'd look towards where the firey corridor burst from, only to see... An Incineroar! And more importantly, its trainer! He'd grin confidently soon enough, a thumbs up as Hariyama would Bulk Up once more, staring down the Iron Hands to make sure it didn't try anything while its trainer was distracted.
The giant of a man would chuckle and speak. "Greetings my friend! The workout's going great, although the help is much appreciated!" Compared to Nyx's overall 😳, Doc was plenty loud, brash even. If humans were able to have abilities, Oblivious would very much be it. He was well enough more focused on getting that rep in than eyeing the wrestler any more than he needs to, but still, clapped and would pull off a pose, a bit to show off. "I'm getting a training partner for Hariyama! Any chance you want to help me catch it?!" Oblivious to the potential danger of the mechanical Hariyama's floating hands.
Speaking of Iron Hands, it'd whir before letting out its cry, its electrically charged hands orbitting around until it would launch them both towards Hariyama and Incineroar, going for a rather hard-hitting Drain Punch.
Lawrence
A hearty and languid laugh bewitchingly rolled past Nyx's lips. Not only was this man handsome, but he was fun to be around as well. Enticed, Nyx closed the distance between them. Her eyes locked with his as she looked up to meet his gaze. "I'll help you out, darling, on one condition." Her black claws drew to his chin, holding it dominantly between her thumb and index finger. Nyx relinquished her touch and twirled in place, pressing her back against the warrior's chest. "You see, I need a training partner of my own," She explained with bubbly allure. "Maybe a handsome stud like you can be my training partner?" She laughed again, blowing a kiss at the warrior as she strutted towards her Incineroar. Meanwhile, the feline wrestler found herself bobbing and weaving between powerful attacks. The iron creature showed no mercy, breaking through the air with fists of roaring lightning. Incineroar backflipped away from danger, landing next to her trainer with a powerful growl. Nyx scratched her companion under her chin with a loving touch, "Que paso, bebe, are you tired?" She teased lightheartedly. Incineroar growled and flexed in response. Nyx stretched and struck a pose that Incineroar imitated with ease. "

Ready, baby?" She glanced back towards Doc, directing her question towards him. With little warning, the wrestling queen and her partner rushed towards the iron warrior. Incineroar quickly grabbed Nyx, throwing her at the iron warrior with great force. Using the aerial maneuver, Nyx delivered a swift and powerful kick on the creature's face. The impact quickly echoed with a metallic clang, but another iron echo followed as Incineroar delivered a powerful flare blitz directly to the robot's stomach. The creature, still adamant in its bloodlust, launched a crackling fist towards Nyx. The wrestler flipped away from the attack, barely dodging it on time. "Someone's feeling a little handsy today." Nyx playfully wagged a finger at her foe, "You can look but not touch, iron darling!" Another fist came flying before she could finish her banter, though she managed to move out of the way once again.
Harold
Compliments? Nice! This lady seemed nice enough to vibe with, plus she seems like fun to hang out with! Should be a fun time with a new friend! Although the physical contact was a bit odd. He didn't mind though- it was probably something she always did. "Oh? Certainly! Let us reach the very peak of our technique together, my friend!!!" As he spoke, he went ahead and struck a pose alongside Nyx, a lot of a flex as Hariyama would skid back from taking a hit, huffing in response, soon once more with the Bulking Up, posing alongside the others.
"Ready!!! Let's go!!!"
He glanced back at Nyx with a confident smile, soon looking to Hariyama with an idea. He'd go ahead and lift his partner up, a running start before chucking the Arm Thrust Pokemon into the air. Turns out, all that bulk wasn't just glamour muscle, but he'd get ready, figuring to end this before someone got seriously hurt!.
Once Hariyama was airborne, it would ready up before crashing down on the Iron Hands using Earthquake. With the force of it's hands and the momentum from the fall, Hariyama slammed atop of its mechanical equivalent with an earth-shaking force, catching it off-guard due to being occupied with Nyx and Incineroar. This was it. The starting pitch, and he'd grab and throw a Heavy Ball as the mechanical Hariyama, quite a startling force to his throw... Which initially missed- He may need some glasses, but he'd grab another and try it once more, Hariyama slapping about Iron Hands in order to keep the war machine in place. Another bolting throw, this time impacting against the robot with a loud CLANG- before the ball would suck in the Iron Hands, landing on the ground with a great impact.
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Lawrence
The pokeball shook violently, rocking back and forth as the iron creature inside challenged its constraints. Nevertheless, the struggle soon came to a halt with the single sound of a click. The iron creature had been captured! Nyx kicked her legs back as she jumped in place, clapping with vivacious charm. Her golden mane bobbed up and down as she smiled, her semblance carrying a bubbliness that bordered between cute and alluring. Nyx celebrated, her honeyed voice coating her laughter with gentle yet seductive sweetness. "You know how to show a girl a good time, babe!" Nyx strutted her way toward Doc. She kept her hands placed on her hips, swaying back and forth confidently as she drew closer to Doc. "You know," Nyx paused, tracing over Doc's chest with her clawed finger, "I could get used to a training partner like you." Nyx winked, turning on the full force of her charm in order to secure a workout partner.
Harold
. . .!
Congratulations! Doc caught an Iron Hands!
The large man was happy, celebrating some as Nyx soon drew close, causing him to look at her curiously. He grinned and simply decided to pat the woman's head. Why? Friendly gesture! Plus, she's making all this physical contact, so he may as well do something with that. He smiled to her, soon crouching to pick up his newly caught mecha-Hariyama, but also to fully make eye contact with the wrestling queen.
"I guess I do, huh? But yeah! If you're willing to keep up with my regimen, I'll be happy to call you my training partner!...Ah! M'name's Doc, by the way! I think I forgot to tell you!"
He said, wondering a moment before he stood upright with a stretch, his Hariyama going ahead and sitting down for now.
"But you look active enough to do so!...Ah! Maybe you'd like to have a battle or two? Gauge each other's might, of course! But first. Maybe there's something you'd like to do? Perhaps a post-victory meal before a hearty day?"
He figured to give his thanks in some shape or form.
Lawrence
Doc seemed to sport an immunity to Nyx's charms, which took her by surprise. Curious, the wrestling queen rested her palm over her cheek and flashed a devilish smile. She wasn't used to having someone so bluntly request her time or presence. She was used to the fumbling mutters of overwhelmed fans. "Are you asking me on a date? Que lindo eres!" Nyx asked, playfully leaning forward in a gesture of well-meaning coquettishness. "Alright, darling, I'll accept your offer!" Nyx took hold of Doc's hand, interlocking her fingers with his. She gestured for him to lead the way to their post-victory meal, a smile curving upon her lips. Reina, Nyx's Incineroar, rolled her eyes endearingly in response to her trainer's actions. Nevertheless, she followed Nyx closely as the flirtatious wrestler dragged her newly acquired date out of the gymnasium. "I'm Nyx, by the way," She flashed another wink as her rotom phone flew by with suggestions for places to eat on the island. "How do burgers sound, hm?" Nyx's voice echoed as the group of trainers and pokemon walked farther away from the gym. Where they ended up eating and what happened then is a story for another day!