2 vs 2 Single
DQ time: 6 days, 23 hours, 59 minutes, 30 seconds
Damage Cap: 35%
Banned moves: OHKOs, anything that did not exist in gen. 1
Arena: Old-school Route 5
Right next to Cerulean city is the nice docile Route 5. Nothing is really all that special about it, but it does make for a nice normal battleground.
Other: Only gen. 1 pokémon may be used. Only attacks said pokémon could learn in gen. 1 may be used. Held items will not have any effect, save for counting for evolution (say, for instance, a Jigglypuff holds a Moon stone. It doesn't get the 1% damage boost but it would still evolve).
Round 1
Superbird OO
Health:
100%
Energy:
100%
(Meta) Ditto [X] <Limber>
Commands: Transform ~ Thunder/Blizzard ~ Skull Bash/Blizzard
Status: Squishy
Karkat Vantas OO
Health:
100%
Energy:
100%
(Dangermouse) Nidorino [M] <Poison Point> @Moon Stone
Commands: Double Team ~ Double-Edge ~ Double-Edge
Status: Not pleased with his humorous commands
Karkat’s purple rodent moved first, sprinting into action. As Dangermouse had just been released from his Pokeball he was ripe and ready to go, absolutely bursting with energy with the fight. Thus, the first move he had to use that required a lot of energy was a cinch for him. The Nidorino ran back and forth in a small, compacted area on the road, starting to seat a bit already. In hindsight, maybe he didn’t have all the energy he thought he had. As he ran to and fro flickering images of Dangermouse began to appear in the same area, gaining more and more material as the Nidorino continued to run. Eventually the Nidorinos appeared to be carbon copies of each other, and the real Dangermouse could slow down. The group of quickly circled him, and soon there was no telling which of the six Dangermouse was the real one.
Meta was undeterred by the new pack of rodents, almost happy that his job of replicating the animal would be easier. Concentrating hard on a move he knew oh so well, Meta closed his eyes and pictured himself as a powerful Nidorino, a perfect replica of his opponent. He opened his eyes as the purple jelly that was his body began to squirm and contort. He felt himself start to from legs, a head, a tail, and those gigantic ears. He opened his eyes and looked down at himself. He could see now that he perfectly resembled his opponent, a fact that was clearly upsetting the six Dangermouses. He growled, ready to deal some good damage.
Each of the Dangermouses were growling at their new common opponent. If anybody was angrier than them though, it was the referee. Ampharos had since pretty much given up hope on telling each of the Nidorinos apart from each other, and now he just lay back in a folding chair, sipping orange juice and essentially just there to make sure nobody killed each other. However, though the numbers seemed overpowering, the now adeptly fast Meta was able to just dart ahead of his opponents. He was a bit miffed, as his trainer had said to use Blizzard if Dangermouse used Double Team on the second or third action. But Dangermouse hadn’t done that; he had used Double Team on the first. Well, orders were orders, so he was using Thunder. Meta looked up in the sky and quickly spotted a cloud making its way slowly across the sky. Meta began to channel a powerful electric energy into the cloud, and soon it had turned a foreboding black. Each Dangermouse looked to the sky, though they weren’t very worried, as the chance that the attack would strike the real Nidorino was small. From the cloud came a brilliant flash of lightning. In an instant the bolt struck the ground, and then in a flash (pun intended) the bolt disappeared again. It had been to quick to really see anything but, there were now only six Nidorinos on the field, and not the original seven, so it was quite obvious that one clone had bit the dust.
Dangermouse and his copycats weren’t utterly depressed by the fact. They had to lose at least one clone eventually; all of them would have to be dead and gone by the end of it. So nobody was really depressed. Now Dangermouse and pals began to glow white with powerful normal-type energy. Meta began to back up as the other Nidorinos started to circle him, still not betraying which was the real opponent in the situation. Quick as a flash the Nidorinos charged forward at Meta, coming in from all different angles. The Ditto squealed as he felt the one true body hit him, and he quickly opened his eyes and tried to decipher which was the real one. His eyes swept around the group frantically, but while the real Dangermouse was grimacing in pain the other rodents were following him in stride. Meta realized how hard it was going to be to identify which of these imposters was her real enemy.
There was absolutely no way to figure out which of the Nidorinos would move first, and this time it was Dangermouse, who was not really that happy about having to hurt himself slightly as he attacked, but Karkat had insisted, and trainers were trainers. Why could they never understand that Pokemon hated recoil attacks? Dangermouse grudgingly moved to circle Meta again, his clones following suit with the same annoyed look on their faces. He felt his skin start to warm up as he began to glow white again, and he saw Meta instinctively squeeze his eyes shut. With a small bark Dangermouse charged forward at Meta, and delivered blistering tackle right at the Ditto. He quickly jumped to the side so that Meta would be unable to figure out which Nidorino had struck him, and then backed away with a bit of a limp from striking Meta with such force.
Meta was getting tired of being struck so hard, and was looking forward to hopefully hitting his opponent this action. He knew the chances were low, but he had to have some hope, didn’t he? At least he would get a little bit of a stat boost out of it. The fake Nidorino lowered his head, though first deciding on a Nidorino to run at. As he assumed the position he was able to cover his weak spots and raise his defensive capabilities slightly. It was the little things that counted. With only a small hope of hitting the real Dangermouse, Meta charged forward, bellowing a savage war cry for the effect it made. Dangermouse began to freak out as he realized that his opponent had guessed correctly. Only too late he attempted to catapult himself out of the way, but it was to no avail. The surprised Meta charged right into him, making him feel even more pained. He swatted away Meta with an anger-fuelled paw as he saw his clones, having done their duty, fade into nothingness. It then took a few seconds for the round to actually end then, as the referee had promptly fallen asleep. With a yell from Superbird Ampharos’ snapped his eyes open, quickly looked around, and then waved a lazy flag to end the round.
End of Round 1
Superbird OO
Health:
75%
Energy:
82%
(Meta) Ditto [X] <Poison Point>
Status: Displeased with the lazy referee
Karkat Vantas OO
Health:
82%
Energy:
81%
(Dangermouse) Nidorino [M] <Poison Point> @Moon Stone
Status: Annoyed that his clones quickly disappeared
Arena Notes:
-Nothing to note
Ref’s Notes:
-Double Team produced 5 clones
-The first Double-Edge was a critical hit
-I’m referring to Meta as a male to avoid writing awkwardness
-Totally wasn’t slipping jokes in about my laziness
-Karkat Vantas to order attacks next
