Round Seven
Totodile (2/3)
Cybele ♀
[Hyper Cutter]
Health: 100%
Energy: 100%
Status: Absentmindedly humming a rattling tune to herself.
Littlestream (2/3)
Jupiter ♂
[Rivalry]
Health: 41%
Energy: 84%
Status: Curious about the new arrival. The awful taste is still in his mouth; he's just forgotten about it.
-------------------------------------
Jupiter is perplexed by this new playmate. He's not a duck, at least. He's also not a dog, or a cat, or a bird or a fish or anything else Jupiter knows about. He just doesn't know
what he's looking at, but someone so weird has got to be a new rival for sure. Still, it's a good idea to figure out what kind of weird thing he's up against!
He bounds up and gives this exciting new rival the good ol' sniff test (which Cybele placidly endures), but it's no good. He doesn't know about anything that smells like that. Well, can't hurt to ask!
"HI THERE YOU'RE NOT A DUCK BUT WOW YOU'RE STILL WEIRD WHAT ARE YOU ARE YOU A CROCODILE YOU SURE HAVE TEETH LIKE ONE JUST LIKE THE DUCK I JUST MET BUT YOU'RE NOT A DUCK."
The weird thing answers in a weird rattling voice. Figures!
"Helloooooo! I am quite a mystery aren't I? Hm, I like that... Well then, I suppose I'll just introduce myself as QUEEN OF THE DESERT."
Oh. That's what this thing is. A
girl. He can't be rivals with a
girl. He can be friends with girls, his best friend Littlestream is even a girl, but girls never want to play rough. Well, there's Veronica but she always wants to play ghost and he can't be someone's rival at being a ghost because he's a dog.
Littlestream wants him to fight anyway, though, so maybe he just can have fun with it. He runs around and around and around the weird thing faster and faster and faster until everything blurs together into a mess of green and gray and orangey-brown and mostly just a lot of gray. Usually he likes this part more, when there's blue sky and yellow sun and a lot of green and no gray, but this place is pretty boring-looking compared to the park he usually goes to. Some blue and yellow comes into the mix after a bit, though, and he knows it worked and it's time to slow back down. He ends up tumbling forwards, all four of him now, and then they're all back on their feet yipping excitedly.
This is very impressive, but Cybele is afraid she's just going to have to, oh,
smash it all, all the little kitty images, aha
ha. She slowly, carefully raises one front foot—smashing is a very precise procedure—and stomps down, hard, channeling all her force into the ground. The ground trembles a little, and all the Jupiters snap to attention. And then the other foot. Ooh, that felt
good. And from there she forgets about precision and just hammers the ground with a flurry of stomps, shaking the ground with gleeful fervor. She manages to toss Jupiter in the air within a few seconds, and his illusory companions vanish in a wink, but she's not done. Both trainers and the ref manage to cling to the ground, and the river stays as uncannily still as ever, but Jupiter bounces around howling in terror and pain. The field's hard, unyielding ground bruises and batters him, and the grass does surprisingly little to absorb the shock.
Eventually, after what seems like forever to Jupiter and barely five seconds to Cybele, the Trapinch has to stop and catch her breath. That was entirely too much fun. She has no idea what that stuffy duck was complaining about this morning; being big and impressive is exactly his area of expertise. (He
must be the duck, there's nobody else on the team with teeth like her. He's never going to live that down.)
Though she feels kind of sorry for the little confused guy. He doesn't seem to think her smashing was so...
smashing. She only meant to rough him up a little, but the poor dear is still cowering. Was he even aware that this is a battle? Maybe she should make sure he's alright before knocking him around again. But Jupiter preempts her and tells her he's more than alright, lady, and what is it with you people and doing weird things with the dirt anyway and if she actually wants to play rough why's she so scared of actually hitting him herself wow that's just like a girl.
Oh, she needn't have worried after all. The little jerk's not looking so precious
now. He'll just have to learn the hard way what the
queen of the desert, thank you very much, is really capable of after a proper warm-up. She rears up and smashes the ground with both feet at once—too hard! Too hard, ouch, she wasn't trying to smash her feet! Well, third time's the charm. She closes her eyes and tries to calm down.
And then something cold and sharp is digging into the front of her head and her eyes fly back open just in time to see Jupiter launch himself back off her nose and start spitting at the ground, shouting something about how she tastes like a mud bug and why doesn't she take a bath already. And that is the
last straw. He can say what he likes about her smashing, but she is
not going to let it slide when someone calls her a fithy little mudbug.
She focuses her rage this time, letting it strengthen her, not discombobulate her. She raises her foot—slowly—
slowly—and flat-out thrashes the ground, feeling no remorse, only glee, when the little bigot starts yelping and squealing for mercy. Well, she thinks, you should have thought of that before you decided to be a cheeky little kitty,
hm? No, she's not sorry at all.
And this time, the earthquake lasts a good long while for both of them.
-------------------------------------
Totodile (2/3)
Cybele ♀
[Hyper Cutter]
Health: 86%
Energy: 88%
Status: Nearly satisfied, but not ready to return to her airy self just yet.
Confused (45% fail chance); +2 attack.
Littlestream (2/3)
Jupiter ♂
[Rivalry]
Health: 4%
Energy: 70%
Status: Barely able to stand back up.
-------------------------------------
Arena Notes:
- On the edge of the river, there's a rough circle of scorched mud with claw marks on it, and a patch of blackened grass a few feet away from it.
- There are Trapinch footprints imprinted in the ground around Cybele.
Notes:
- Double Team didn't help Jupiter evade Earthquake, sorry. For the record, if you're wondering about how I'd ref something, you can ask me!
- Swagger is going to wear off, both the confusion and the attack boost, when Jupiter faints.
- Littlestream goes first this round.