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ZORA VS DWAGIE II: THE REDRUNKENING (in 3D)
- Thread starter Not Meowth
- Start date
Zora of Termina
forget your high society
- Pronoun
- fucking guess
Not Meowth
Cat, are you drilling?
=ROUND SEVEN=
Zora of Termina (Ɵ)
Shiela (F)
Ability: Flash Fire
Health: 77% | Energy: 24%
Item: none
Status: lamenting her ruined fur. Defense and Sp. Defense reduced by 3 (2 more actions).
L'il Dwagie (Ɵ)
Amaturasu (F)
Ability: Inner Focus
Health: 90% | Energy: 22%
Item: Soothe Bell
Status: won't be having another waffer-thin mint.
The two paralytic trainers remain slumped on the ground unconscious as the next round begins, though no doubt having all sorts of depraved dreams in their drink-addled little heads. Ammy's drink-addled little head, however, is filled with nothing but blind drunken rage. Still gripping her shard of broken bottle, she wobbles up to Sheila to slash her again. Noticing Ammy's violent behaviour, Sheila lets out an extremely loud drunken shout, and Ammy, caught totally off guard by the sudden ruckus, collapses in surprise, dropping her piece of glass. When eventually she struggles back to her feet, she's completely forgotten what it is she was doing, and she completely forgets to attack. Silly drunkard.
Ammy's attention wanders again; musing on what attack to use next, she glances over towards the bar and sees a heated drinking competition going on between two rummies unrelated to the match. Forgetting about the match once more, she begins to cheer on her preferred inebriate, clapping and whooping at the top of her voice. Inspired by his support, the souse grabs two beers at once and begins downing them simultaneously. Sheila, meanwhile, is busy wiping sick off her fur; one more action of cleaning and this icky stuff will be off her. In mid-groom, she hiccups, releasing a small plume of flame. The spark brushes against her fur, lighting the highly-concentrated alcoholic vomit covering her body. The fire soon takes hold, converting her body into a furry, vulpine bonfire. Squealing in alarm, she begins to dash frantically around the bar, upsetting and setting alight everything she comes across, desperate to rid herself of the mass of fire consuming her fur. Eventually her frantic running leads her to Ammy, and the screeching fireball collides with Ammy at top speed, sending the two careening across the floor and skidding right into a wall with a massive bam and a huge burst of flames. The two stagger to their feet, each singed and bruised to a considerable extent. Sheila, however, is quite pleased, having finally gotten rid of the coat of puke soiling her nice clean fur.
She turns to Ammy, rather derisive about the Riolu's performance this round. She begins to call out a barrage of slurs at her opponent, incomprehensible to even a Pokémon ear but apparently very insulting and associated with Ammy's performance in the last round. Ammy is riled by Sheila's gibberish, but admits she sees her point; that move may have made a little work for Mr Stomach Pump, but did little use in this battle. She is overcome with a strong reluctance to use said move, and instead opts for something more violent. She leaps into the air and lands with incredible force, causing the very earth under her feet to shake and crumble. The referee, being the only sober one present, ducks under the bar for safety, unaccustomed to the room spinning and shaking. The ground buckles around Sheila, the floor beneath her feet caving in and chunks of displaced tile and concrete swarming over her to fill the depression. The Vulpix becomes sealed in a pit of crumbled earth, completely immobile. At least her prison makes a nice secluded spot for a nap, because man, is she tired.
Zora of Termina (Ɵ)
Shiela (F)
Ability: Flash Fire
Health: 66% | Energy: 9%
Item: none
Status: struggling to fight off unconsciousness. -1 Speed
L'il Dwagie (Ɵ)
Amaturasu (F)
Ability: Inner Focus
Health: 76% | Energy: 12%
Item: Soothe Bell
Status: also on the verge of passing out. Helping Hand spited (+4% energy).
=REFEREE'S NOTES=
~ Shiela's moves: Roar, Flare Blitz, Spite
~ Ammy's moves: none, Helping Hand, Rock Tomb
~ I actually rolled for Ammy to use Fury Cutter again before Sheila got that Roar. The RNG Gods giveth, and the RNg Gods taketh away.
~ Ammy can't use Helping Hand as easily. In a singles match. Oh noes.
=NEXT ROUND=
~ Zora does something inappropriate
~ Dwagie follows her
~ I thank goodness this match is coming to a close and I can move onto more appropriate ones >:/
Zora of Termina (Ɵ)
Shiela (F)
Ability: Flash Fire
Health: 77% | Energy: 24%
Item: none
Status: lamenting her ruined fur. Defense and Sp. Defense reduced by 3 (2 more actions).
L'il Dwagie (Ɵ)
Amaturasu (F)
Ability: Inner Focus
Health: 90% | Energy: 22%
Item: Soothe Bell
Status: won't be having another waffer-thin mint.
The two paralytic trainers remain slumped on the ground unconscious as the next round begins, though no doubt having all sorts of depraved dreams in their drink-addled little heads. Ammy's drink-addled little head, however, is filled with nothing but blind drunken rage. Still gripping her shard of broken bottle, she wobbles up to Sheila to slash her again. Noticing Ammy's violent behaviour, Sheila lets out an extremely loud drunken shout, and Ammy, caught totally off guard by the sudden ruckus, collapses in surprise, dropping her piece of glass. When eventually she struggles back to her feet, she's completely forgotten what it is she was doing, and she completely forgets to attack. Silly drunkard.
Ammy's attention wanders again; musing on what attack to use next, she glances over towards the bar and sees a heated drinking competition going on between two rummies unrelated to the match. Forgetting about the match once more, she begins to cheer on her preferred inebriate, clapping and whooping at the top of her voice. Inspired by his support, the souse grabs two beers at once and begins downing them simultaneously. Sheila, meanwhile, is busy wiping sick off her fur; one more action of cleaning and this icky stuff will be off her. In mid-groom, she hiccups, releasing a small plume of flame. The spark brushes against her fur, lighting the highly-concentrated alcoholic vomit covering her body. The fire soon takes hold, converting her body into a furry, vulpine bonfire. Squealing in alarm, she begins to dash frantically around the bar, upsetting and setting alight everything she comes across, desperate to rid herself of the mass of fire consuming her fur. Eventually her frantic running leads her to Ammy, and the screeching fireball collides with Ammy at top speed, sending the two careening across the floor and skidding right into a wall with a massive bam and a huge burst of flames. The two stagger to their feet, each singed and bruised to a considerable extent. Sheila, however, is quite pleased, having finally gotten rid of the coat of puke soiling her nice clean fur.
She turns to Ammy, rather derisive about the Riolu's performance this round. She begins to call out a barrage of slurs at her opponent, incomprehensible to even a Pokémon ear but apparently very insulting and associated with Ammy's performance in the last round. Ammy is riled by Sheila's gibberish, but admits she sees her point; that move may have made a little work for Mr Stomach Pump, but did little use in this battle. She is overcome with a strong reluctance to use said move, and instead opts for something more violent. She leaps into the air and lands with incredible force, causing the very earth under her feet to shake and crumble. The referee, being the only sober one present, ducks under the bar for safety, unaccustomed to the room spinning and shaking. The ground buckles around Sheila, the floor beneath her feet caving in and chunks of displaced tile and concrete swarming over her to fill the depression. The Vulpix becomes sealed in a pit of crumbled earth, completely immobile. At least her prison makes a nice secluded spot for a nap, because man, is she tired.
Zora of Termina (Ɵ)
Shiela (F)
Ability: Flash Fire
Health: 66% | Energy: 9%
Item: none
Status: struggling to fight off unconsciousness. -1 Speed
L'il Dwagie (Ɵ)
Amaturasu (F)
Ability: Inner Focus
Health: 76% | Energy: 12%
Item: Soothe Bell
Status: also on the verge of passing out. Helping Hand spited (+4% energy).
=REFEREE'S NOTES=
~ Shiela's moves: Roar, Flare Blitz, Spite
~ Ammy's moves: none, Helping Hand, Rock Tomb
~ I actually rolled for Ammy to use Fury Cutter again before Sheila got that Roar. The RNG Gods giveth, and the RNg Gods taketh away.
~ Ammy can't use Helping Hand as easily. In a singles match. Oh noes.
=NEXT ROUND=
~ Zora does something inappropriate
~ Dwagie follows her
~ I thank goodness this match is coming to a close and I can move onto more appropriate ones >:/
Zora of Termina
forget your high society
- Pronoun
- fucking guess
Bluberry Bat
Mostly Ghostly
Not Meowth
Cat, are you drilling?
=ROUND EIGHT=
Zora of Termina (Ɵ)
Shiela (F)
Ability: Flash Fire
Health: 66% | Energy: 9%
Item: none
Status: struggling to fight off unconsciousness. -1 Speed
L'il Dwagie (Ɵ)
Amaturasu (F)
Ability: Inner Focus
Health: 76% | Energy: 12%
Item: Soothe Bell
Status: also on the verge of passing out. Helping Hand spited (+4% energy).
Ammy blinks groggily and gives a combined yawn-belch. Her tiredness is growing by the second, and she can barely contain the urge to pass out after probably vomiting over everything in sight. However, even alcoholic stupor and immense fatigue can't curb her desire to kick her opponent's face off. She raises a paw and begins waving it haphazardly in the air as she staggers towards her opponent, realising as she reaches Sheila that she is hidden under a massive great pile of goddamn rubble. She stops to think for a moment- should she dig through the pile, or find an opening? Or just punch through the whole goddamn heap like some sort of crazy badass? To a drunken mind, there is but one viable option. Clenching her fist, she gives a huge grunt of exertion as she punches the mound with all her might. The entire structure erupts with an ear-splitting CRUNCH!, and the huge chunks of rubble shatter into minute fragments that tumble down and crash onto Sheila's head. So powerful was Ammy's super-awesome punch that it went right through the thick pile of concrete, smacking Sheila right in the face. Spitting out fragments of what remains of her teeth, the Vulpix, opens her mouth, and begins charging a vast cloud of flame in retort, blasting heat into the bar and turning every beer being consumed within warm and unpalatable. With a cry she releases the flames in a wave of burning air, which sweeps through the room and nastily chars everything it touches, much to the chagrin of the legions of liquor-soaked drunks. Bottles behind the bar spontaneously erupt into flame, sending the entire shelf until housing them into an explosion of heat. Principally, though, the tornado of fire scorches Ammy, setting her beer-drenched fur alight. The Riolu runs around the bar in panic, searching for some non-alcoholic liquid to douse the flames with. When none can be found (even the bathroom taps spew vodka in this damn place), she collapses to the floor and starts rolling.
Her opponent, meanwhile, lacks the vigour for such exertions. Vomiting out a massive heat-storm thingy really takes it out of you when you're pissed and worn out. While her opponent's trainer ponders the implications of her planned drunken antic for this action upon continuity (how can one "raep back" that which has yet to raep you?), she sluggishly summons the energy to dash forward and slam her head into the rolling Riolu's body, barely leaving a mark on Ammy but utterly destroying Sheila. The last traces of energy gone from her, the shattered fox collapses on the vomit- and urine-strewn floor and passes out. The Riolu, however, barely notices; she still has a full-body fire to put out, and now this weird, sudden, dull pain in her back.
Zora of Termina (Ɵ)
Shiela (F)
Ability: Flash Fire
Health: 58% | Energy: 0%
Item: none
Status: knocked out!
L'il Dwagie (Ɵ)
Amaturasu (F)
Ability: Inner Focus
Health: 52% | Energy: 7%
Item: Soothe Bell
Status: "HOTHOTHOTHOTHOT". Helping Hand spited (+4% energy).
=REFEREE'S NOTES=
~ Sheila's moves: Heat Wave, Headbutt
~ Ammy's moves: Brick Break
~ yes, I finally got round to reffing something. \o/
~ Brick Break shattered Sheila's Rock Tomb in order to hit her, removing her Speed drop.
~ Heat Wave was critical.
~ Headbutt used up the last of Sheila's energy.
=PRIZES=
Zora: $3 and 1Exp for Sheila.
Dwagie: $8 and 2Exp and 2 happy points for Ammy.
Me: $5 for reffing.
Zora of Termina (Ɵ)
Shiela (F)
Ability: Flash Fire
Health: 66% | Energy: 9%
Item: none
Status: struggling to fight off unconsciousness. -1 Speed
L'il Dwagie (Ɵ)
Amaturasu (F)
Ability: Inner Focus
Health: 76% | Energy: 12%
Item: Soothe Bell
Status: also on the verge of passing out. Helping Hand spited (+4% energy).
Ammy blinks groggily and gives a combined yawn-belch. Her tiredness is growing by the second, and she can barely contain the urge to pass out after probably vomiting over everything in sight. However, even alcoholic stupor and immense fatigue can't curb her desire to kick her opponent's face off. She raises a paw and begins waving it haphazardly in the air as she staggers towards her opponent, realising as she reaches Sheila that she is hidden under a massive great pile of goddamn rubble. She stops to think for a moment- should she dig through the pile, or find an opening? Or just punch through the whole goddamn heap like some sort of crazy badass? To a drunken mind, there is but one viable option. Clenching her fist, she gives a huge grunt of exertion as she punches the mound with all her might. The entire structure erupts with an ear-splitting CRUNCH!, and the huge chunks of rubble shatter into minute fragments that tumble down and crash onto Sheila's head. So powerful was Ammy's super-awesome punch that it went right through the thick pile of concrete, smacking Sheila right in the face. Spitting out fragments of what remains of her teeth, the Vulpix, opens her mouth, and begins charging a vast cloud of flame in retort, blasting heat into the bar and turning every beer being consumed within warm and unpalatable. With a cry she releases the flames in a wave of burning air, which sweeps through the room and nastily chars everything it touches, much to the chagrin of the legions of liquor-soaked drunks. Bottles behind the bar spontaneously erupt into flame, sending the entire shelf until housing them into an explosion of heat. Principally, though, the tornado of fire scorches Ammy, setting her beer-drenched fur alight. The Riolu runs around the bar in panic, searching for some non-alcoholic liquid to douse the flames with. When none can be found (even the bathroom taps spew vodka in this damn place), she collapses to the floor and starts rolling.
Her opponent, meanwhile, lacks the vigour for such exertions. Vomiting out a massive heat-storm thingy really takes it out of you when you're pissed and worn out. While her opponent's trainer ponders the implications of her planned drunken antic for this action upon continuity (how can one "raep back" that which has yet to raep you?), she sluggishly summons the energy to dash forward and slam her head into the rolling Riolu's body, barely leaving a mark on Ammy but utterly destroying Sheila. The last traces of energy gone from her, the shattered fox collapses on the vomit- and urine-strewn floor and passes out. The Riolu, however, barely notices; she still has a full-body fire to put out, and now this weird, sudden, dull pain in her back.
Zora of Termina (Ɵ)
Shiela (F)
Ability: Flash Fire
Health: 58% | Energy: 0%
Item: none
Status: knocked out!
L'il Dwagie (Ɵ)
Amaturasu (F)
Ability: Inner Focus
Health: 52% | Energy: 7%
Item: Soothe Bell
Status: "HOTHOTHOTHOTHOT". Helping Hand spited (+4% energy).
=REFEREE'S NOTES=
~ Sheila's moves: Heat Wave, Headbutt
~ Ammy's moves: Brick Break
~ yes, I finally got round to reffing something. \o/
~ Brick Break shattered Sheila's Rock Tomb in order to hit her, removing her Speed drop.
~ Heat Wave was critical.
~ Headbutt used up the last of Sheila's energy.
=PRIZES=
Zora: $3 and 1Exp for Sheila.
Dwagie: $8 and 2Exp and 2 happy points for Ammy.
Me: $5 for reffing.
Well, that's the end of that. It's been... interesting. Now, back into normal society with you, try not to do too much damage.