Just a note, I forgot about the weather condition stuff last round, so I'll stick it in this round. (It's gonna be a Sandstorm~)
Originally Posted by Dragon
2vs2 single
Style: Set
DQ: 5 days and three seconds
Damage Cap: 38%
Banned Moves: OHKO's, weather moves, anything that might completely destroy the stage.
Arena: Type Field
This place… is quite odd. The field is mainly made up of a thick platform a good fifty feet long, and thirty feet across. It seems to be floating in a starry void, or it might be outer space or something. Who knows? If the battling Pokemon *somehow* fall off the platform, there is no penalty except a missed action, used for appearing back on the field. A long path about a foot wide and foot thick leads from the field to a hole in the sky, which is the only way in and out of the Type Field. So unless the Pokemon want to be trapped here forever, it's best to stay away from the path, with attacks.
Every round, a flash of light will appear in the distance, and the field will flare up with flames or aura of one type colour. The flames or aura will just last one round, though if it is not the same type as the Pokemon, it will do the Pokemon 5% damage to their health. For each type, there is a 50% chance of a stray attack of whatever type is on the field hitting one of the battlers, be the attack Draco Meteor or Splash. All stray attacks are damaging, never healing or status inflicting or removing moves.
Every three rounds, the weather will randomly change from normal (dark, starry void with no special effects), sunny (Sunny Day), raining (Rain Dance), hailing (Hail), or somehow, a sandstorm (Sandstorm). The weather changes again after three turns.
Type colours aren't anything set and can be open to interpretation, for example, Fire can be red, Electric yellow, or Dragon blue-purple or green.
Other: No Wailord, though you don't have one, so.
Round Four
Dragon (OO)
Storm (F) <Rock Head>
Health: 54%
Energy: 49%
Status: In a better mood than before. +2 Attack, +2 Speed, -1 Accuracy.
Commands: Dragon Pulse/Aerial Ace ~ Aerial Ace+Shadow Claw
Mike the Foxhog (OO)
(M) <Synchronize>
Health: 47%
Energy: 59%
Status: Pissed. +2 Attack, +2 Speed, -1 Accuracy
Commands: Ice Punch/Curse/Protect ~ Ice Punch/Curse/Calm Mind ~ Ice Punch/Curse/Protect
For the fourth time this match, a burst of light was seen in the distance, this time a peculiar forest-green hue. Storm hissed at it. Obviously, this didn’t stop the Type Field from bursting into flames once more. The arena burned merrily, drawing screeches from both Pokemon while releasing an inexplicable earthen smell as it crackled. Eventually the blaze died down, leaving the two battlers looking the worse for wear; their hides were now quite singed.
The terrain didn’t stop messing with them there, though. With a whine and a howl, torrents of sand breezed past, the debris irritating the eyes and digging into open wounds. Abra growled in irritation as a particularly large clump of dirt found its way into a cut. The sand didn’t stop there, though. It relentlessly battered any living things on the Type Field, more and more of the debris engulfing the area as if the sand came from the stars themselves.
Even though the sandstorm, Abra was able to find his opponent with ease. She was right in front of him, after all. With a grin the fox-like Pokemon drew water in the atmosphere to his fist, freezing it into a thin layer of ice. Then, without even bothering to stand up, he swung his fist at Storm. The Bagon managed to step to the side at the last second, so Abra only grazed his target. Despite that, Storm squeaked at the glacial tingle the ice left behind, the sensation very unpleasant against her scales.
Before Abra could even pull his fist back after the attack, Storm snarled and pushed off with her legs, claws extended to their full length. Explosively she crashed against her opponent and gave him a quick slash, causing him to rear back in shock, before using her burst of speed to run a little ways away. She definitely did
not want to be a victim of another Ice Punch.
Unfortunately for her, Abra didn’t have the same thoughts in mind. Pursuing his short dragon quarry, he floated towards Storm, his fist already coated in frozen liquid. Eyes wide in fear, the Bagon tried to scramble away, but to no avail; even with her speed boosts, Abra easily caught up with her. She found a frigid fist digging into her back at high speeds once more, the impact knocked her off her feet and onto her stomach. Her mouth filled with a few grains of sand as her lower jaw hit the ground and skidded a foot or so. She spat. This was certainly
not her definition of a fun battle. If there was a bright side to this, it was that Abra had left behind his golden Barrier when he was pursuing Storm.
By now, Storm was starting to flag from her injuries. She slowly rose back to her feet and backed away a few steps – Abra cocked his head with interest – before sprinting at top speed once more. This time, though, her claws were coated with a frightening shroud of purplish-black energy. The fox-like Pokemon grunted in shock, but that was all he could do before Storm collided with him. Down he went, his back striking the ground and skidding a few feet, even as his opponent hissed and dealt two burning slashes to his chest. Then she ran off, leaving Abra on the ground to stare at the stars and gasp for breath.
After a good ten seconds, Abra finally recuperated from the impressive combo and dragged himself back in a cross-legged position. For the umpteenth time he gathered ice around one hand – despite its effectiveness, he was getting pretty bored by the attack – and ran up to Storm before punching her in the stomach. The amount of ice generated was, compared to the previous attacks, quite notable; this was evidenced by the fact that a sheet of the frozen liquid remained on the area of impact, even when Abra pulled his fist back. Storm screeched and flailed around, startled and unnerved by the perpetual cold in her belly. Stupid ice!
As Storm shouted abuse and pounded at the ice on her belly and Abra looked on in amusement, there was a flash of verdant light. Both Pokemon glanced up at it, startled, and… a leaf floated down out of the green portal. It was followed by about four more, and the five leaves, guided by some mystical power, lined up in a straight row. Abra hissed as the leafy chain approached him, swinging a hand at it and grunting in surprise when he found out they were tough and unyielding. Then, with a surprising, sudden movement, the leaves ran down his arm, their razor-sharp edges opening a nasty wound in the fox-like Pokemon’s arm. Abra screeched and drew back, blood dripping out of the new cut. His head spun from all the blood he had lost; he wasn’t sure he could hold on for much longer.
Dragon (OO)
Storm (F) <Rock Head>
Health: 19%
Energy: 29%
Status: Pounding at her stomach. Frozen (moderate). Ice is covering her belly, making it stiffer than usual. +2 Attack, +2 Speed.
Mike the Foxhog (OO)
(M) <Synchronize>
Health: 9% (CAPPED)
Energy: 41%
Status: Very pissed, and starting to feel faint. +2 Attack, +2 Speed, -1 Accuracy
Terrain notes
There is a sandstorm raging across the arena, and it will do so until the beginning of the 6th round.
Final notes
Dragon attacks first next round.
The flash of light was Grass-type, so both Pokemon took damage.
The attack was Leaf Blade, which targeted Abra.
The 1st Ice Punch didn't deal full damage because it just grazed a miss.
Abra had to run out from behind the Barrier to execute the 2nd Ice Punch, since Storm retreated a few feet.
The 3rd Ice Punch froze Storm. In my eyes, though, you can’t really severely ‘freeze’ anything with some ice around your fist, so it’s only moderate freezing and it’ll only impede Storm’s movement a little bit.
Abra hit the damage cap after the 3rd action.
