Pre-round
Darksong knew it, more than three rounds ago.
He knew that Prince would faint without fulfilling his purpose in this battle.
He knew that whatever he ordered, whatever Prince did, Prince would faint this round.
Of course, he didn't anticipate the bad luck. Sure, it was typical for him to run into more bad luck than normal, but this much was ridiculous. His party had lost more than twice the health of that of his opposition. Prince was bravely facing the opponent, not showing the tiniest amount of fear, but this show of courage would not get him anywhere.
Darksong knew. Superbird knew.
With a smirk, he confidently gave orders to Neitelo, loud enough for Darksong to hear clearly.
Neitelo, knowing that winning was within the grasp of this round, heck, probably even this action, smiled and gave a few insulting chirps to Prince, which only served to anger him further.
She rolled on the deck, to get rid of the excess energy she had, and stopped right at the feet of Prince. She stuck her tongue out of her beak, and blew a raspberry. No sound came out, as a beak doesn't reverberate very well, but the message came across, especially with the particle of spit the flew out and landed on Prince.
Prince felt frustrated.
The "random" numbers had to be unreal. There was now way he could incur all of the side effects of every attack dealt by Elera and Neitelo. In addition, none of the attacks
he made were ever given their side effects.
Prince felt tired.
He had to admit it. Elera and Neitelo were good battlers. They hit hard, at the right times, and in the right places. He was sore all over his body, itching to move but unable to due to the paralysis, and marked with lots of bruises from the psychic Headbutts.
But most of all, Prince felt sad.
This was his chance to make a difference in his trainer's first battle in the new system, and he had screwed it up, big-time. His failures meant a huge reduction in the chances that Darksong would succeed at winning this battle. He looked at the sky, full moon shining, then at the referee, silver pen glistening.
The referee stepped up onto the platform, checking each party's readiness. Seeing no action by Superbird to run into the arena and give last minute modifications, he dropped the flag and watched the battle.
Pokémon
Darksong (XOO)
Active
Prince
♂ Piplup with ability Torrent
Health:9%
Energy:26%
Status: Wallowing in self-pity
Condition:
Knocked out
Icy Wind ~ Endure ~ Growl
Superbird(XoO)
Active
Neitelo
♀ Natu with ability Synchronize
Health:94%
Energy:77%
Status: Feeling contempt towards Piplup
Condition:
Attack +2,
Speed -1
Zen Headbutt/Chill~Zen Headbutt/Chill~Zen Headbutt/Chill
Reserve
Elera
♂ Joltik with ability Compoundeyes
Health:60%
Energy:65%
Status: Asleep (but ready to wake up in an instant)
Condition:
Mildly burned {1%/action}
Round 11 begin!
Prince, anger getting through every barrier that lay between him and a successful last attack, produced a blast of concentrated cold air. This moved rapidly towards Neitelo, who started shivering. Another layer of frost formed on her feathers, and especially her feet, making her look like a big snowball.
Moving quite slowly, but with purpose, the ball of frost glowed purple and moved at Prince at quite a slow rate. Prince just stood there, not having the energy to move out of the way. It didn't seem like it would be a very powerful attack, but Prince was instantly knocked out as he rolled onto his side, as if he were sleeping, blue glow fading, and cute even with his sustained injuries.
Round 11 end!
Damage and Energy Calculations
Action 1
Icy Wind: 6% damage, 6% energy
Zen Headbutt: 9% damage (would have done 13), 5% energy
Pokémon
Darksong (XXO)
Active
Prince
♂ Piplup with ability Torrent
Health:0%
Energy:20%
Condition:
Knocked out
Icy Wind
Superbird(XoO)
Active
Neitelo
♀ Natu with ability Synchronize
Health:86%
Energy:72%
Status: Relaxed
Condition:
Attack +2,
Speed -2
Zen Headbutt
Reserve
Elera
♂ Joltik with ability Compoundeyes
Health:60%
Energy:65%
Status: Asleep (but ready to wake up in an instant)
Condition:
Mildly burned {1%/action}
Notes:
- No critical hits
- Zen Headbutt did not cause flinching, not that it would have mattered.
- ...Shouldn't the round end right after the absence of one party?
- Superbird, even with paralysis, Price outspeeds Neitelo. Calculations: Natu's base speed of 70, minus one speed level, is 51.99. Piplup's base speed of 40, divided by four because of the paralysis, plus two speed levels of 28.01 each, yields 66.02.
- To respond to your post in the Grr thread, Darksong, stats do matter in ASB for some referees, just not as much, and not in the same way. They're always relative and always add up to zero. Personally, I only apply this when there is an obvious difference (Ex. Geodude: Atk, Def :+1; sp. Atk, sp. Def: -1)
- Sorry for the short round (what can I do with two attacks?). I hope the pre-round makes up for this.
Next round:
- Darksong sends out
- Superbird commands
- Darksong commands
- I ref
