It’s an ordinary day in Asber. The sun is shining, the birds are singing and being stalked by hungry predators, and everyone is out having their own battles in strange and exotic locations. Or at least, almost everyone is doing so; the grand Stadium in ASB Central is quiet today, but as two battlers take their places at either end of the arena, it becomes clear that it won’t be peaceful for long.
The center of the arena opens up smoothly to reveal a fairly large pool, and it’s into this that blazheirio889 releases her Wyrmal. Polychaeta uncurls in the water and circles around a couple of times, getting a sense of its size.
Ooh! What’s in here? Maybe a couple of toys. Or a fish? That should be fun. She finds nothing but concrete, though, and comes back up with a slight sense of disappointment.
On the other side, RespectTheBlade chooses to send out Seismos, and the Trapinch paws at the turf with a bit of confusion. While she can sense the presence of earth somewhere beneath her, it feels vaguer and more artificial than she’s used to.
… The heck? This grass isn’t even real!
Their attention is brought back to reality when the referee hopeful steps up, fumbles with her flags for a moment, and signals for the battle to start.
Round One
blazheirio889 (Oo)
Polychaeta (F) Magma Armor
Health: 100%
Energy: 100%
Status: Peeking out of the pool curiously.
Commands: Substitute (10%) ~ Will-o-Wisp ~ Muddy Water
RespectTheBlade (Oo)
Seismos (F) Arena Trap
Health: 100%
Energy: 100%
Status: Ready for action.
Commands: Sandstorm/Double Team ~ Rock Tomb/Chill ~ Earthquake/Chill
Polychaeta starts off by ducking back underwater and focuses deeply, channeling her life force into the water in front of her. A vague Wyrmal shape appears, quickly solidifying into a translucent watery construct. As it sparks to life, two eerie lights flare up where eyes would ordinarily be. The opaque Substitute floats there, and Polychaeta grins at her completed creation proudly.
On land, Seismos peeks down into the pool as best she can. Her opponent is making a jellyfish? Huh. Well, it’s sure not a green shield by any stretch of the imagination, so she decides to draw on that vague earth presence. Naturally she’s rather surprised when that energy is suddenly flowing all around her, strengthening in response to her call – and suddenly sand is billowing all over the place, whipping around in a small storm.
Ha! she thinks, leering in the direction of the pool.
What do you think of that?
Actually, Polychaeta isn’t quite sure what she thinks of that. She can tell that there’s dirt flying above her – the brownish wind makes that pretty clear – but she can’t figure out what it’s supposed to accomplish. Ah well, no point in worrying about it too much. Slithering back towards the surface, she pokes her head just out of the water, aims at the Trapinch-shape posing triumphantly in the sandstorm, and spits out a few bright blue flames. She almost regrets this when she takes a wave of flying grit to the face and she quickly ducks back in with a sputter.
The erratic flames strike true though: Seismos watches the floating blue things dart around with confusion, then hisses in pain when they strike her. She forces herself not to cringe at the burn blossoming on her carapace, instead focusing on how she can get revenge. Drawing on the same energy as before, she stomps down to summon a few boulders, which rip themselves right out of the field and are hurled right into the pool. The Trapinch watches them vanish from sight, feeling torn between disappointment at how few boulders she can summon with her annoying burn, and satisfaction in knowing that some of that cheap fake grass is dead forever. Or would be, if it was ever alive. Whatever.
Polychaeta squeals in surprise as her Substitute shoves her out of the way with a slightly squishy tail, then sort of jumps when the boulders come hurtling down on it with a series of rapid splashes. She gazes down at it with a bit of concern, but it’s only pinned downed for a few moments before it manages to wriggle out from underneath them, looking a bit tattered (somehow) but still there. Satisfied that her friend still exists, she turns her gaze upwards, and her eyes glow as she draws on the very water around her, twisting her tail about as she directs it into the right form, creating a great brownish wave that quickly rushes out from the pool, gathering even more sediment as it sweeps through the sandstorm.
Aha! she can’t help but exclaim.
I am the all-powerful princess of this ocean! Fear me!
Seismos, on the other hand, barely has enough time to hear the deep rushing sort sound before it looms out of the sandstorm.
Oh sh—! is all she can think before the wave barrels into her, sending her flying several feet before tumbling to a painful halt.
Ow … Her whole body feels painfully soggy, and as she gets to her feet she shivers at the chill, which unfortunately isn’t enough to alleviate her burn. There isn’t time to feel self-pitying, though, and she determinedly marches forward, sloshing a bit on the fake grass. What she needs to do is give that Wyrmal a taste of her own medicine! Sort of. Powerful attacks are all basically the same, right?
She lifts herself onto her hind feet, then brings her forefeet smashing down on the field a few times. A wave of tremors race across it with a powerful rumble. Everything shakes violently around her, and she gleefully watches several long cracks open up, doing her best to ignore the insistent burn.
You want power? she almost snarls.
Well, you got it!
In the pool, Polychaeta and her Substitute bob around a bit as the shock-absorbing water starts to form a few waves. She smiles at the bouncing motion and lets herself get caught up in it.
Wahey, riding the tide, slip and slide! Wheeeee! She does vaguely note that a lot of water is sloshing out onto the fake grass and the water level is decreasing a fair bit, but it doesn’t concern her that much. All she can really feel is this fun ride!
As her vengeful attack finally dies away, Seismos peers through the whistling Sandstorm at her annoying foe.
Let’s see if you’re so pleased with yourself now! Then she pauses. She takes note of how the Wyrmal is splashing about cheerfully in the last few ripples the Earthquake has left behind. A vein twitches beneath her eye at the sight, and she groans.
Oh, come on …
blazheirio889 (Oo)
Polychaeta (F) Magma Armor
Health: 89%
Energy: 87%
Status: Wondering if she can have another ride. Has a Substitute with 7% health.
Actions: Substitute (10%) ~ Will-o-Wisp ~ Muddy Water
RespectTheBlade (Oo)
Seismos (F) Arena Trap
Health: 82%
Energy: 86%
Status: Highly irritated. Burned (1%/action).
Actions: Sandstorm ~ Rock Tomb ~ Earthquake
Arena Notes:
- A Sandstorm is raging (6 more actions).
- A few boulder-sized holes are dotting the field behind Seismos.
- There is a thick layer of rubble at the bottom of the pool.
- The water in the pool has been diminished to about 3/4ths its previous amount due to the Earthquake.
- Some long cracks are running across the field.
Calculations:
- Polychaeta’s health: 100% - 10% (Substitute) - 1% (Sandstorm) = 89%
- Polychaeta’s energy: 100% - 5% (Substitute) - 3% (Will-o-Wisp) - 5% (Muddy Water) = 87%
- Polychaeta’s Substitute: 10% - 3% (Rock Tomb) = 7%
- Seismos’ health: 100% - 16% (Muddy Water) - 2% (burn) = 82%
- Seismos’ energy: 100% - 5% (Sandstorm) - 4% (Rock Tomb) - 5% (Earthquake) = 86%
Other Notes:
- Will-o-Wisp wasn’t going to work if it was formed underwater, so Polychaeta had to resurface slightly in order to make sure it actually worked. This briefly exposed her to the Sandstorm, but she wasn’t there long enough to take a lot of damage from it.
- Substitutes don’t protect their makers from weather damage, correct?
- I’m assuming that the pool is large enough for a couple of Wailmer to fit comfortably.
- Sorry if the way I portrayed your Pokemon was stupid D:
Next Round:
- blazheirio889 commands
- RespectTheBlade commands