=ROUND ONE=
Perhaps the most garish, showy arena ever conceived by mankind, the extravagantly-illuminated Neon Colosseum is the stage for today's battle. Shielding his eyes from the light, the referee glances around the platform on which the competitors are stood; all around are enormous, colourful signs surrounding the spotlight-trimmed, apparently floating coliseum. In the distance stand a crowd of impossibly tall buildings, blasting out, guess what,
lights, in every tacky neon colour conceivable. The referee rubs his head; unsurprisingly the lights are prompting the onset of dizziness. He turns to the blurry figures of the trainers participating in the battle; he can vaguely make out the silhouettes of a young girl, pawing the ground viciously with her feet, and of an excited, fancy-hatted Riolu glancing around eagerly at the colours. Finally, he spots the shadow of a large, vertical, roulette-style wheel. You can probably guess what's all over it. Apart from the lights, each segment of the wheel contains a small portrait of a Pokémon- a Cradily, two Riolu, a Froslass, an Aron, and so on, each representing a different member of each player's team. The referee gestures to it, and the trainers make their way over.
One coin-toss later and Blazhy eagerly puts her foot on a low-down handle of the wheel, giving it a sharp kick and sending the wheel whirling around at blinding speed. She makes sure to hold the Wiimote towards the bottom of the wheel and press A when Phalanx reaches the top, before remembering she's not actually using a Nintendo Wii, and just praying to the RNG Gods with all her strength. Sure enough, the wheel ticks round to the portrait of the Cradily. Blazhy celebrates, while Dwagie stomps forward grumpily and punches the side of the wheel in frustration, sending it spinning frantically once more until it rests on a picture of a Froslass. Relatively satisfied with her pick, Dwagie steps down to allow Blazhy to take her next choice. Two choices each later, the two have each racked up a three-Pokémon team consisting of members from each trainer's active squad. After a brief exchange of Pokéballs, the referee calls the first round to a start. The trainers send out, Blazhy leading with Nithhoggr the Seviper, and Dwagie countering her opponent's choice with Amaturasu the Riolu. The two battlers turn to face each other as the commands are issued, and the round begins!
NINJATOES (
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Nithhoggr (M)
Ability: Shed Skin
Health: 100% | Energy: 100%
Item: Black Sludge
Status: focussing on his target ruthlessly.
Chills: 0/3
Direct healing: 0/1
Commands: Wrap/Protect ~ Sludge Bomb/Protect/Wrap ~ Sludge Bomb/Protect/Wrap
Wuffles (
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Amaturasu (F)
Ability: Inner Focus
Health: 100% | Energy: 100%
Item: Soothe Bell
Status: "pretty lights :>".
Chills: 0/3
Direct healing: 0/1
Commands: Copycat / Detect / Earthquake ~ Copycat / Detect / Earthquake ~ Copycat / Detect / Earthquake
While his opponent is incapacitated with her fascination at the bright, showy lights, Nithhoggr stealthily drags his body across the neon surface of the arena, drawing closer to Amaturasu. The Riolu feels a smooth, moist surface beginning to coil around her foot, and looks down to see Nithhoggr's body constricting her legs. Yelping in horror she tries to kick the serpent's coils away, but her legs are pinned tight together as Nithhoggr twists his long body around her, until everything from her feet up to her neck is tightly entwined. Groaning, she struggles futilely, trying desperately to touch her feet to the ground to get out the faintest of stomps, but her scaly prison prevents absolutely all movement. The constriction begins to make her short of breath; she breathes in deeply to counteract it, and as her chest heaves inwards, Nithhoggr slides his coils a bit tighter with a malicious hiss.
Nitthoggr sways his head around to look at Ammy's terrified face, cyanosis beginning to set in slightly on her agonised visage. Opening his jaws, the Seviper reveals a mass of sickening purple goo coating his mouth and fangs which drips thickly from his lips onto Amaturasu's forehead. The substance hits her with a disgusting splat; it smells foul, and begins to corrode the fur on her scalp. Poison leaks liberally from his fangs into his mouth, and after working it into a solid ball his jaws swing wide to push the horrendous mess out onto his encased foe. Slowly it drips out before the entire clump drops loose, hitting Amaturasu's skull with considerable force and bursting into tiny, disgusting blobs with a tremendous
squelch. The Riolu squeals, in disgust more than in pain, as the caustic sludge covers her exposed, defenceless head, burning her skin and fur. She takes another gasp of breath, inhaling a good portion of the goo, but unable to cough it up due to Nithhoggr crushing in on her ribcage as her chest depresses again. Ammy can no longer tell if she's hallucinating from asphyxiation or just soberly looking at the lights around the arena. With a final, sadistic squeeze, the Seviper uncoils, dropping his suffering opponent to the floor and allowing goo to slip off his coils and soak her body. Coughing and retching to evacuate the inhaled venom and get her breath back, Ammy picks up her bruised body, wondering if her limbs look a little more purple than usual or whether it's just her imagination; that attack certainly did her circulation no favours. Growling, she turns to Nitthoggr and prepares to exact her revenge.
Furiously, she begins to stomp on the ground hard, venom rolling off her body as she hits the ground with all the force her little legs can muster. The arena begins to shake beneath her feet, and the trainers and referee steady themselves wearily as the rocking platform sways every which way. Ammy begins jumping and striking the ground with both feet, sending tremendous ripples through the floor, finally breaking it, sending cracks spreading through it at tremendous speed. Nitthoggr snickers evilly as a light blue shield of light suddenly flashes before him seconds before the cracks make their way to his side of the arena. The ground splinters beneath him, but the jagged created by the cataclysmic geological activity simply break up before him, and the cracks form a fork around the bubble, shooting right past the smug serpent. Sparks burst from the fissures as the power cables and lights rupture, and smoke fills the arena as it slowly shudders to a halt. Gasping in fatigue, Ammy looks up through the smokescreen to see her opponent smashed to a bloody pul-
WHAT. The hazy figure of a Seviper emerges from the thinning nebula, without a scratch on it, a split fork of fissures running right around it. Ammy gasps in horror as Nithhoggr gives a dark, hissing laugh at her pathetic failure, and kicks a chunk of displaced metal from the floor. It hits a crack and releases a violent burst of sparks all over her body, causing her to squeal and hit the deck. Clearly things just aren't going to go right for her at all this match.
NINJATOES (
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Nithhoggr (M)
Ability: Shed Skin
Health: 100% | Energy: 80%
Item: Black Sludge
Status: getting more complacent by the minute.
Chills: 0/3
Direct healing: 0/1
Commands: Wrap ~ Sludge Bomb ~ Protect
Wuffles (
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Amaturasu (F)
Ability: Inner Focus
Health: 86% | Energy: 89%
Item: Soothe Bell
Status: fed up with this already.
Chills: 0/3
Direct healing: 0/1
Commands: nothing ~ nothing ~ Earthquake
=Referee's Notes=
~ the arena is now cracked all over. Electricity is bursting from the fissures every couple of seconds.
~ Wrap lasted 2 actions.
~ Amaturasu was unable to act while wrapped, but used a little energy each action she was trapped through struggling.
=Next Round=
~ NINJATOES issues commands.
~ Dwagie issues commands.
~ I ref.
