Arena: World Civilization Classroom
A standard high-school classroom; you know, with the desks-attached-to-chairs. Unfortunately, though, they're still scattered across the room, and may need moving.
Every round, there is a 10% chance that the teacher will come in and watch the battle for a few turns. Every action, he has a 20% chance of scolding one of the Pokemon on the battlefield, causing the attack damage to lower by 3%.
Other: Well, seeing as there's no swimming room, you can't really have Pokemon that must be in water, can you?
Crazy Linoone (Oo)
![totodile](http://www.dragonflycave.com/oldforums/images/vbsprites/dp/totodile.png)
Crunch (m) <Torrent>
HP: 78%
PP: 52%
Status: Feeling rather discouraged.
Blinded in the left eye, though it has stopped bleeding; -1 Accuracy
Flora and Ashes (Oo)
![sandshrew](http://www.dragonflycave.com/oldforums/images/vbsprites/dp/sandshrew.png)
Sabure (m) <Sand Veil>
HP: 30%
PP: 80%
Status: Feeling ready to just give up.
Ice has frozen around her claws, making them sharper (+1 damage/swing), but using them uses more energy.
Frozen (severe); -1 speed.
The battle is brought to a screeching halt as the door to the classroom slams open; both Pokémon turn to stare, watching the intimidating person that steps through the doorway. The teacher glares at the battlers, saying nothing for now.
Crunch blinks her one good eye, focusing on Sabure again. He can see him well enough, so the totodile draws water from inside him, pushing it out at great speeds towards the sandshrew, accompanied by a deafening scream. The water pulse pushes aside a desk on its way to Sabure, but it isn’t deterred, soaking him quite thoroughly; the ground-type shivers through the water and ice encasing him.
He stands slowly, bracing himself as the heavy ice wears him down. It only takes a second for him to raise himself, however, and rush at the damned totodile that he hated so much, claws first – slashing and clawing wildly. The ice that covered his paws now assisted him, adding strength to each blow he landed; many deep cuts covered Crunch’s blue skin, dripping blood.
Gritting his teeth, Crunch sits down on the class floor, wiping the blood from his many scrapes and cuts. He closes his good eye, intent on resting, when he’s startled out of his rest by someone speaking.
“You there! Totodile! This is no time for resting. Show some strategy, young one, some intelligence; sleeping is not strategy.” The teacher taps his foot impatiently, clearly unimpressed.
Crunch groans. He can’t disagree with the man; though he’s quite tired, he does share the opinion that battle should be exciting and strategic and … fun. While chilling just seems rather lame. But the totodile keeps his wits, remaining in place; he manages to regain some lost energy, albeit less than he could have. The teacher doesn’t say anything else, thankfully.
Sabure grins foolishly at the teacher’s mocking, quite glad it wasn’t aimed at him. He feels noticeably less tired than his opponent, and indeed has more motive for revenge, so chilling seems rather out of place for
him of all Pokémon; but he doesn’t argue. He sits on his behind, closing his eyes and sighing, allowing himself to calm down and relax. He notices his claws are a tad lighter; the ice is beginning to melt already, which he feels rather thankful for.
Since the teacher remains silent, perhaps growing bored, Crunch has no qualms about remaining still. He even curls up, hugging his tail to his body, and begins to daydream about less scary arenas. Perhaps a nice lake with some fish Pokémon he could hunt…
Sabure, on the other hand, opens his eyes quite readily. Spotting the totodile still resting, he grabs his tail and curls himself up, folding into a ball. To any onlooker, he would look just like a sand-coloured soccer ball, nothing special about him; and his rough exterior makes him particularly invulnerable to physical attacks. Added to this, the heat he’s generating, and capturing, by being so balled up, is quickly melting the ice on his claws. They’ll be melted in no time at all if he keeps this up… if he was still conscious to see it.
Crazy Linoone (Oo)
![totodile](http://www.dragonflycave.com/oldforums/images/vbsprites/dp/totodile.png)
Crunch (m) <Torrent>
HP: 68%
PP: 64%
Status: Feeling calm, still a bit discouraged.
Blinded in the left eye, though it has stopped bleeding; -1 Accuracy
Covered in cuts and scrapes.
Flora and Ashes (Oo)
![sandshrew](http://www.dragonflycave.com/oldforums/images/vbsprites/dp/sandshrew.png)
Sabure (m) <Sand Veil>
HP: 19%
PP: 82%
Status: A tad more confident with his claws defrosting.
Ice has frozen around her claws, making them sharper (+1 damage/swing), but using them uses more energy.
Frozen (moderate; -1 speed.)
Curled into a ball (+1 defense).
Notes
- The teacher appeared and criticized Crunch on the second action, but since he was chilling, he regained less energy rather than doing less damage.
- Fury Swipes hit 5 times, one if which was a critical hit. Each hit did more damage due to the ice encasing Sabure’s claws, but also took more energy.
- Crazy Linoone attacks first.