Originally Posted by Metallica Fanboy
Speaking of battle limits, I'll reach mine.
1 vs. 1 Single
DQ: 1 week
Damage Cap: 40%
Banned Moves: OHKOs, direct healing
Arena: Adhesive Hole
A wasteland stretches beyond an eye's reach. The scenery is extremely plain. The catch about this arena is that it was once used for war. A trap was set at a specific spot; all soldiers that fell in it were firmly glued by an extremely sticky substance that covered the surface of the hole. Remains of the victims still can be seen over the pink goop. With the knowledge that any Pokémon stuck in this hole could be recalled by a Poké Ball, however, the idea to battle there seemed interesting. All ground-dwelling Pokémon to enter this match will be stuck in the adhesive trap until it's knocked out and recalled, thus, unable to leave their current positon. Pokémon capable of flight/floating, though, can avoid the goop, thus, are free to move.
Other: No purely aquatic Pokémon (land dwelling/anfibious water-types are still allowed). All Pokémon engaging in this battle must have access to at least one projectile move.
The wasteland that was the home of the Adhesive Hole was as still as still could be. The occasional puff of wind tossed handfuls of sand into the air, but otherwise the scene was completely and utterly motionless. If one dared to crawl close to the depression dug into the otherwise flat desert and peer over the edge, they’d note that the pink goop that gave the Adhesive Hole its name was as immobile as its surroundings, no longer stretching up eagerly to swallow anything that so much as touched its glossy surface now that there was simply nothing to disturb it.
Hopefully, by the end of the match, that would change.
A faint humming was heard in the distance as a lone speck in the sky slowly approached the barren plains. The referee had insisted on a helicopter as the method of transportation instead of the usual Abra, in case the humanoid fox accidentally teleported them straight in the middle of the military trap – paranoid and overly-cautions as always.
Eventually the air-borne craft landed, a safe distance away from the dent in the earth, the landing made easy by the fact that there was hardly even a breeze. The referee stepped out and eagerly shook out her legs, which had started to fall asleep. She was closely followed by two ASB trainers. After their little stretch, the three humans took their positions: the battlers on opposite ends of the hole, and the referee somewhere off to the side.
The next few minutes were filled with a tedious monologue of the rules and the restrictions and the terrain effects, blah blah blah. The referee sighed inwardly; if there was one thing she despised about her job, it was reiterating the laws of the arena. Finally, as the speech drew to a close, she motioned to Metallica Fanboy to send out his Pokemon.
Dexterous the Aerodactyl materialized from his Pokeball in the standard flash of brilliant white light. Having been notified of the terrain beforehand, the once-extinct Pokemon began to flap his wings at a slow, leisurely pace to keep his rocky bulk aloft. On the other side, Kam barely hesitated before throwing his own Pokeball, the two halves of the sphere cracking open to allow Zero the Bronzor into the arena.
Round One
Metallica Fanboy (O)
Dexterous (M) <Pressure>
Health: 100%
Energy: 100%
Status: Eager to battle.
Commands: Protect ~ Taunt ~ Sunny Day
Kam (O)
Zero (N/A) <Levitate>
Health: 100%
Energy: 100%
Status: Staring at the arena with bored intrigue.
Commands: Psychic (drag Dexterous into goop) ~ Hypnosis ~ Hypnosis/Dream Eater
Undoubtedly eager to avoid getting dumped into the adhesive sludge so early in the battle – for that matter, what in the world was a ‘Jesus’ pose? – Dexterous distributed some of his energy in a faintly shimmering orb around him. It solidified into a translucent green shield in a heartbeat, protecting the Aerodactyl from all harm. He shifted uncomfortably in the confined area, feeling a bit of claustrophobia stir up in his body.
Zero, however, was completely ignorant of the barrier cutting it off from its opponent, and amplified the reach of its mind, its gaze eerie and unblinking. An almost invisible tendril of sparkling purple glow seemed to stretch into the air, making a beeline for Dexterous – only to stop dead, literally half a centimeter away, sensing that it could make it no further. Zero seemed to twitch, and with the faintest of
pops the faint violet wisp winked out of existence.
Relaxing his tense muscles and allowing the Protect to fade away, Dexterous put on an infuriating grin that stretched from one side of his face to another. “Hey, loser!” he called. “Is that the best you can do? Jesus position, my ass. That was
nothing.” For a little extra effect he flared his wings. “Not that I was expecting much from
you, stupid Bronzor. You’re all useless! You just float there like the china dishes like you really are: fragile, feeble, and a cinch to break.” Zero twitched again, quite displeased by the Aerodactyl’s insults and mocking voice. Its anger only grew from then, as Dexterous let loose with a stream of obscenities that would have most certainly made Arceus scowl. Screw Hypnosis; it wanted hot-blooded violence, and it wanted it
now. At a loss for what to do, the Bronzor merely levitated there, fuming.
After several minutes of non-stop verbal abuse, Dexterous fell silent, with the smirk still plastered to his face. The damage was done, though: you could actually see smoke blowing from Zero’s flat form, if you squinted. Confident that he wouldn’t be in any immediate danger for the rest of the round, Dexterous ignored his opponent, and instead inclined his head to the sky and let out a roar. Then he angled his wings into a dive, turning one or two circles before chopping the air to regain height, repeating the process several times, gathering a ginger sphere of power in his jaw all the while. Finally, when it had reached the size of a volleyball, the Aerodactyl shot it towards the heavens, where it exploded, temporarily turning the sky orange before the glow faded away, leaving nothing but the intensified rays of the sun.
The rapidly-heating air only added on to Zero’s ire; finally snapping, it let out a metallic cry of rage before recklessly hurling itself at its opponent. Dexterous growled in surprise and tried to dart to the side, but the Bronzor managed to crash into the pterodactyl’s left wing.
Metallica Fanboy (O)
Dexterous (M) <Pressure>
Health: 95%
Energy: 85%
Status: Amused by Zero’s antics.
Kam (O)
Zero (N/A) <Levitate>
Health: 98%
Energy: 92%
Status: “ASDLHSKJGLFG FFFFF-“ Taunted (3 more actions).
Terrain notes
The sun is shining down on the wasteland that houses the Adhesive Hole, and will do so for another 11 actions.
Final notes
Metallica Fanboy attacks first next round.