Dragon vs. Skymin, Round Three
Pre-Round Stats
Team Dragon (1/1 Pokémon Remaining)
Valour (F) [Torrent]
Health: 60%
Energy: 74%
Status: Attack +2, Speed -2; Paralyzed (mild); stunned and immobile
Valour's Commands:
Frustration ~ Surf ~ Shadow Claw
Team Skymin (1/1 Pokémon Remaining)
Chirin (M) [Static]
Health: 86%
Energy: 71%
Status: Special Defense +1; chuckling at the fried chicken jokes he's telling himself
Chirin's Commands:
Curse ~ Double Team ~ Headbutt
Arena: Floating Platform
The floating platform is... just a floating platform. The platform is tiled, and is around a meter thick and ten meters across in all directions. So don't try breaking through it. If you fall off the edge, you take 10% damage and come back to the middle of the platform. No special things.
Round Three: Begin!
Valour is upset. Very,
very upset. She's been at a severe disadvantage ever since the beginning of the battle, and that Mareep has done nothing but hurt her and mock her the entire time. Well, she's had enough of this! She's going to get up, march right over there to Chirin and rip him a new one, as painfully as she possibly can! There's just one problem with the Spraylet's plans for violent revenge, though: the getting up part. Try as she might, she's just too stiff, sore and jerky to even lift her head, let alone tear a huge hole in Chirin's stupid, cottony body.
The Mareep and his stupid, cottony body are not at all surprised. Valour's string of screw-ups and spasms was entertaining for a while, but now he grows bored. His time would probably be better spent preparing to end this farce of a battle. Chirin begins to mutter and chant under his breath, speaking the words of an ancient magic spell. The curse he whispers strengthens him, gives him power, and he can feel himself bulking up as he speaks. The extra heft makes his limbs a little stiffer and clumsier, but he doesn't mind--he likes the feeling of power.
Hissing and grumbling, Valour finally starts to regain the feeling in her wings and legs and stands up, slightly wobbly. She lets out a frustrated screech, closes her eyes and concentrates, intent on drowning the insolent sheep with a deluge of cold water. She can see it in her mind now, a towering wave of epic proportions, crashing down on top of Chirin and washing him straight off of the platform. She opens her eyes, expecting to see nothing but empty wet tile in front of her. What she sees... is Chirin, still standing there, perfectly dry and with a nonplussed expression on his face. Valour's face falls and she stares around her, confused. There's no water on Chirin, on the platform... there's no water
anywhere. Which, unfortunately, means that there's no water for her to attack with in the first place. Blasted floating arena.
Chirin shakes his head. This is really getting ridiculous. The kind thing to do would be putting her out of her misery now, but... he really doesn't want to take any chances. Instead he runs around in a tight circle, tiny hooves clacking against the tiled floor as he goes. His toughened legs prevent him from reaching any truly impressive speed, but he does move just fast enough to create the illusion that there are now two more Mareep running alongside him. The small herd of sheep canters to a stop and each gazes coolly at the fuming osprey.
One of the Mareep is not smiling for very long, however. Valour is on top of him before he can get away, tearing madly at the wool with talons laced with purplish, ghostly energy. The Spraylet's attack is so violent that it completely destroys the Mareep... literally. It vanishes almost instantly, leaving two remaining and watching it disintegrate with a worried expression. The real Chirin shudders. Good thing that wasn't actually
him.
His opponent, on the other hand, has no clones to hide behind. So when he charges forward, horned head lowered, Valour is the only target he can possibly hit. Chirin's head (and that of his leftover body double) slams into Valour's stomach, bowling her over and knocking the wind straight out of her. Valour hits the tiles hard yet again and just lies there for a few minutes, trying not to hyperventilate. This battle is not going her way at all... at least her limbs feel like they're starting to loosen up a little.
Round Three: Close
Post-Round Stats
Team Dragon (1/1 Pokémon Remaining)
Valour (F) [Torrent]
Health: 53%
Energy: 67%
Status: Attack +2, Speed -2; Paralyzed (light); ready to murder something
Team Skymin (1/1 Pokémon Remaining)
Chirin (M) [Static]
Health: 86%
Energy: 57%
Status: Attack +1, Defense +1, Special Defense +1, Speed -1; okay, maybe she isn't
that useless D:
Chirin's Double Team: 1 clone remaining
Arena Status: Nothing has changed.
Ref's Notes
-Valour was fully paralyzed on the first action.
-Surf technically isn't banned, but it generally requires a large water source and as far as I can tell there doesn't seem to be one in the vicinity.
-Chirin created the default two clones.
-Shadow Claw missed the real Chirin and destroyed one of his clones.
-Dragon attacks first next round. (And could you delete that double post up there while you're at it?)