Byrus
Strange days ahead
- Pronoun
- he/him
Pathos [OO]
[Boom] (F) <Solid rock>
Health: 59%
Energy: 29%
Status: Tired but triumphant. + 1 attack, + 3 defense | - 2 speed
ole_schooler [OO]
[Sabriel] (F) <Run away>
Health: 45%
Energy: 23%
Status: Growing more frustrated by the second. + 2 Attack | Taunted (One more action), Trapped in sand tomb (One more action), - 3 defense, - 1 speed
Round six
As Sabriel glares over at her foe from behind the curtain of sand, Boom slowly begins to slither backwards. She curls herself up tight and sighs, more than willing to take a short break. Let that stupid Poochyena fight it out in the sand for a while. Sabriel snarls, heedless of the flying grit that stings her mouth, then squeezes her eyes shut as she tries to concentrate. A blackened aura begins to shimmer around her small form, and inky tendrils of darkness begin to snake outwards. Sabriel summons up the most evil, nasty thoughts she can muster, which isn’t a difficult feat considering the mood she’s in, then unleashes them in an icy wave of dark energy. Boom’s eyes snap open as she hears the unnatural whispering noise of the approaching blackness, and she gives an angry roar of pain as the dark pulse engulfs her in its freezing grip.
Boom growls, and gives herself a good shake to try and clear her head. Her craggy hide is still tingling unpleasantly, but she’s more than ready to make Sabriel pay for her actions. The Onix opens her jagged maw in another deafening roar, and the sand immediately begins to whirl upwards again to form a stinging twister. Sabriel groans as she sees the sand tomb making its way towards her, but she has no better luck avoiding it. It snatches her up into its gritty prison of sand, and Sabriel gives a chorus of pained yelps as the renewed twister bites at her already tender skin.
Boom gives a satisfied smirk, then slowly moves herself back a bit as she attempts to get comfortable. She’s interrupted however, as she suddenly hears Sabriel’s harsh laughter ringing out from within the whirling twister of sand. Boom’s grin fades a little as she peers over at the blurry shape of her foe, completely perplexed as to why she would be laughing. As she moves closer, she hears Sabriel rattling off a tirade of jabs; “Ha! Should have figured you would repeat the same cowardly tactic! Rock types aren’t known for their originality or intelligence right?” Boom flares up at once, outraged at the tiny mutt’s insolence. How dare she! The Onix rumbles forward, her eyes wild and her heavy tail lashing in agitation. Upon hearing her opponent’s charge, Sabriel quickly shuts up, and crouches down low against the ground, gritting her teeth as she struggles not to loose her nerve.
When she looks up again, she can see the blurry, towering shape of Boom looming over her. Before she can react, Boom lashes out with her tail and wraps it around the startled Poochyena, before quickly squeezing tight. Sabriel gives a startled gasp and paws helplessly against Boom's tough skin, struggling not to fall into blind panic. She takes several hitching breaths, and icy vapour puffs out from her jaws as she tries desperately to retaliate. Boom pays little attention to the danger; she's too focused on squeezing the life out of that mouthy mutt. Sabriel's eyes are wide as she squirms madly in Boom's grip, trying to twist around to get the right angle for her attack. She gives a strangled sounding cry, then chomps down with her ice-coated fangs, sinking her teeth into Boom's diamond hide. Boom's eyes widen, and she gives a bellow of pain as she feels the hated cold, but she stubbornly refuses to relinquish her grip. As the relentless twister and sandstorm rage on, Sabriel sags down lifelessly in Boom's coils, feeling her strength slowly draining away.
End of round six
Pathos [OO]
[Boom] (F) <Solid rock>
Health: 42%
Energy: 30%
Status: Completely enraged. + 1 attack, + 3 defense | - 2 speed, Taunted (two more actions)
Moves used: Chill ~ Sand tomb ~ Bind
ole_schooler [OO]
[Sabriel] (F) <Run away>
Health: 5% (Capped)
Energy: 8%
Status: On her last legs. + 2 Attack, Dusk stone activated | Trapped by bind (Two more actions), Trapped in sand tomb (One more action), - 3 defense, - 1 speed
Moves used: Dark pulse ~ Taunt ~ Ice fang
Arena notes
The church is in even more disarray; the floor is badly cracked and completely torn up in some places, while the pews are splintered and broken. Multiple piles of dirt and assorted debris litter the floor. The majority of the overhead statues are wrecked beyond repair, and are now nothing more than a heap of rubble lying on the floor. There is still a row of statues intact however. A sandstorm is raging, to last for six more actions.
Battle notes
- Digging down and attacking would be OK when taunted, but just digging down and hiding wouldn't count as an offensive action, so it wouldn't work.
- ole_schooler attacks first.
[Boom] (F) <Solid rock>
Health: 59%
Energy: 29%
Status: Tired but triumphant. + 1 attack, + 3 defense | - 2 speed
ole_schooler [OO]
[Sabriel] (F) <Run away>
Health: 45%
Energy: 23%
Status: Growing more frustrated by the second. + 2 Attack | Taunted (One more action), Trapped in sand tomb (One more action), - 3 defense, - 1 speed
Round six
As Sabriel glares over at her foe from behind the curtain of sand, Boom slowly begins to slither backwards. She curls herself up tight and sighs, more than willing to take a short break. Let that stupid Poochyena fight it out in the sand for a while. Sabriel snarls, heedless of the flying grit that stings her mouth, then squeezes her eyes shut as she tries to concentrate. A blackened aura begins to shimmer around her small form, and inky tendrils of darkness begin to snake outwards. Sabriel summons up the most evil, nasty thoughts she can muster, which isn’t a difficult feat considering the mood she’s in, then unleashes them in an icy wave of dark energy. Boom’s eyes snap open as she hears the unnatural whispering noise of the approaching blackness, and she gives an angry roar of pain as the dark pulse engulfs her in its freezing grip.
Boom growls, and gives herself a good shake to try and clear her head. Her craggy hide is still tingling unpleasantly, but she’s more than ready to make Sabriel pay for her actions. The Onix opens her jagged maw in another deafening roar, and the sand immediately begins to whirl upwards again to form a stinging twister. Sabriel groans as she sees the sand tomb making its way towards her, but she has no better luck avoiding it. It snatches her up into its gritty prison of sand, and Sabriel gives a chorus of pained yelps as the renewed twister bites at her already tender skin.
Boom gives a satisfied smirk, then slowly moves herself back a bit as she attempts to get comfortable. She’s interrupted however, as she suddenly hears Sabriel’s harsh laughter ringing out from within the whirling twister of sand. Boom’s grin fades a little as she peers over at the blurry shape of her foe, completely perplexed as to why she would be laughing. As she moves closer, she hears Sabriel rattling off a tirade of jabs; “Ha! Should have figured you would repeat the same cowardly tactic! Rock types aren’t known for their originality or intelligence right?” Boom flares up at once, outraged at the tiny mutt’s insolence. How dare she! The Onix rumbles forward, her eyes wild and her heavy tail lashing in agitation. Upon hearing her opponent’s charge, Sabriel quickly shuts up, and crouches down low against the ground, gritting her teeth as she struggles not to loose her nerve.
When she looks up again, she can see the blurry, towering shape of Boom looming over her. Before she can react, Boom lashes out with her tail and wraps it around the startled Poochyena, before quickly squeezing tight. Sabriel gives a startled gasp and paws helplessly against Boom's tough skin, struggling not to fall into blind panic. She takes several hitching breaths, and icy vapour puffs out from her jaws as she tries desperately to retaliate. Boom pays little attention to the danger; she's too focused on squeezing the life out of that mouthy mutt. Sabriel's eyes are wide as she squirms madly in Boom's grip, trying to twist around to get the right angle for her attack. She gives a strangled sounding cry, then chomps down with her ice-coated fangs, sinking her teeth into Boom's diamond hide. Boom's eyes widen, and she gives a bellow of pain as she feels the hated cold, but she stubbornly refuses to relinquish her grip. As the relentless twister and sandstorm rage on, Sabriel sags down lifelessly in Boom's coils, feeling her strength slowly draining away.
End of round six
Pathos [OO]
[Boom] (F) <Solid rock>
Health: 42%
Energy: 30%
Status: Completely enraged. + 1 attack, + 3 defense | - 2 speed, Taunted (two more actions)
Moves used: Chill ~ Sand tomb ~ Bind
ole_schooler [OO]
[Sabriel] (F) <Run away>
Health: 5% (Capped)
Energy: 8%
Status: On her last legs. + 2 Attack, Dusk stone activated | Trapped by bind (Two more actions), Trapped in sand tomb (One more action), - 3 defense, - 1 speed
Moves used: Dark pulse ~ Taunt ~ Ice fang
Arena notes
The church is in even more disarray; the floor is badly cracked and completely torn up in some places, while the pews are splintered and broken. Multiple piles of dirt and assorted debris litter the floor. The majority of the overhead statues are wrecked beyond repair, and are now nothing more than a heap of rubble lying on the floor. There is still a row of statues intact however. A sandstorm is raging, to last for six more actions.
Battle notes
- Digging down and attacking would be OK when taunted, but just digging down and hiding wouldn't count as an offensive action, so it wouldn't work.
- ole_schooler attacks first.