Round Three
Dragon (OO)
Ashglade (M) <Serene Grace> @ Sooth Bell
Health: 77%
Energy: 49%
Random Typhoon (OO)
Pera (F) <Natural Cure>
Health: 90%
Energy: 56%
- Attracted (moderate)
- Paralyzed (severe)
And so, after a bit of fiddling around, the Linoone managed to hold up its only referee flag (two had flown away during the last battle) , which had enlarged to about the size of a Donphan for seemingly no reason at all. It waved the flag awkwardly, "Round whatever -- I mean, what-is-it plus two sta --" Its sentence was cut off from a very loud rumbling sound. It was coming from above. The two trainers, two pokemon, one referee, and one referee flag looked up spontaneously. Something was falling, and whatever it was, it was falling fast. The object was huge and a depressing black, and as it got closer and closer, the battlers realized that the thing actually wasn't a thing -- it was many, many little things. A few of the faster falling black things hit the referee on the head and bounced to the ground. The Linoone picked it up and examined it. "I knew that I shouldn't have written so much... " it muttered and tossed the thing to the ground. "Anyway, like I was saying, start!"
Yes. Words are, for some unexplainable reason, falling from the sky. They poured down on to the arena like rain and quickly piled up, and the pokemon and trainers had to scramble up the quickly growing hill of words to prevent being buried. The referee, however, seemed content on getting piled under all the words. Ashglade cursed a little at his short limbs -- it was hard to scramble up a pile of words, and his egg-shape did not help. The Togepi decided that thinking about how in the world can someone stand on words, let alone drown in them, is definitely not a good thing to do. It might cause the Chaos Engine to behave... well, more chaotic. He instead focused on trying not to get buried in the heavy rain of falling words and looking for the Swablu. Ah! There she is. The Swablu was also struggling to get out of the torrent of falling words -- with her paralysis, she was already getting half-buried and had to scramble like mad. Ashglade Yawned while still trying to scramble up the pile of words, hoping that the swablu wasn't too busy to see.
Pera did notice the Yawn. Paralysis was making movement very hard -- her muscles cramped, and, too many times she had almost gone down in the pool of words. But look at poor eggie! He must be tired from scrambling up all those words. Pera was starting to feel a little drowsy herself, but shook herself awake. Getting rid of the paralysis was definitely going to help. Her body started glowing, the light shining through the dark words falling from the sky, and the her limbs could, once again, move normally. She moved swiftly then, bursting through the words that had covered her during her short rest. She was starting to feel very sleepy, but there was still one thing left to do... The Swablu concentrated, and a dome of protective energy surrounded her. She looked around expectantly, waiting for an attack. Of course, there's no way little eggie would hurt her, but something strange might appear and attack. The rain of words continued falling onto the battlefield, and, although they bounced off the protective dome, they gradually piled up around the Swablu until she was completely buried.
The Togepi wasn't having a good time either. Yes, he was tired from trying not to drown in the words, but he would have to stop if he has to Chill, and stopping meant getting buried. He's not sure what exactly will happen when one gets buried with words, but instinct told him that being buried is bad, bad, bad. But, orders are orders, and Ashglade found a semi-comfortable spot and rested worrily. He could feel the words hitting him and blocking out the light, but it was nice to rest after all the excitement.
Pera yawned. She was getting so sleepy... So tired... It was nice and dark, too, under all the words... The protective energy faded and the Swablu fell into a slump on the pile of words, asleep. The words formed a little cave around her and did not collapse even after the protect had faded. Pera muttered something under her breath and clacked her beak. She jumped up, seemingly alert, and ran around in circles in the little cave with a bit of difficulty. After she was done, she collapsed onto the words again, still asleep, but now with two more Swablus accompanying her.
Slightly refreshed by his brief rest, Ashglade found himself unable to move. The words had piled on top of him, and he was packed in tight -- he could wiggle his limbs, yes, but he could not get out. The darkness was disconcerting, but, although his body was immobile, his mind was not. Ashglade's eyes started glowing, and reached out with his mind and found a dream nearby. It contained, to his surprise and annoyance, a Swablu dancing around in a circle with... is that Ashglade himself?
Pera whimpered in her sleep. It was a nice dream, it was, with nice bright blue skies and little eggie. Then all of a sudden, it turned dark, and little eggie started growing and growing. The spikes on the Togepi's head lenghthened, and the egg gained a row of vampire teeth. The sun seemed to have been ripped out of the sky as the dream quickly deteriorated into a nightmare.
All of a sudden, the rain of words stopped. The arena seemed to have changed completely -- a huge layer of black text covered the surface, tall enough so that even the buildings in the city were completely buried. There was a dead silence as the two trainers faced each other, both their pokemon and the referee buried under the debris. A rumble sounded, louder and louder, then all the words disappeared, leaving the two trainers, pokemon, and one neon pink schoolbus falling through thin air. The neon pink schoolbus seemed to realize that it was not supposed to be there, for it sprouted wings and flew out of the arena as quickly as a schoolbus could. The two pokemon and trainers, however, fell to the ground with a thump while cursing gravity. It seemed like a miracle that the trainers and pokemon survived the fall, but it was all in a day's work for the Chaos Engine. The referee, however, was unharmed as it waved the referee flags (which have shrunk to normal size but multiplied by a factor of pi) "And so round whatever plus two ends!"
Pera and her clones were still asleep, although bruised by the rough landing. Ashglade was not much better off, but at least he was awake.
Dragon (OO)
Ashglade (M) <Serene Grace> @ Sooth Bell
Health: 78%
Energy: 40%
Random Typhoon (OO)
Pera (F) <Natural Cure>
Health: 79%
Energy: 40%
- Attracted (moderate)
- Asleep (4 more actions)
- 2 clones
Notes:
- Pera did not Refresh before the Yawn because she was too busy trying not to drown in the words and half paralyzed, to boot. Although it's not like this would cause the battle to come out any differently...
- The Pokemon spent 3% energy during each action spent scrambling up the mountain of words to avoid drowning in them.
- Due to the words suddenly disappearing, the pokemon fell down and took 3% damage each.
- Why am I typing so much??
- RandomTyphoon attacks first next. Go go go go ~