shy ♡
whispers in gay
a large cavern
A cavern of immense size. The ceiling is roughly 20 stories high, and the room is maybe 500m square. The walls and ceiling are unnaturally smooth and polished, making it impossible for these to be held onto in any way. Odd glowing stones that cast enough light to see by are embedded in the walls.
For all intents and purposes this is a Sky Battle, so only flying/hovering Pokemon can be used. The battling Pokemon start roughly in the centre of the room, about 10 stories in the air.
For all intents and purposes this is a Sky Battle, so only flying/hovering Pokemon can be used. The battling Pokemon start roughly in the centre of the room, about 10 stories in the air.
Noctowl (xO)
Spectre (f) <levitate>
Health: 100%
Energy: 100%
- ‘>3 boo.’
Dragon (xO)
(f) <Gale Wings>
Health: 70%
Energy: 92%
- ‘Auhg…’
Spectre (f) <levitate>
Health: 100%
Energy: 100%
- ‘>3 boo.’
Dragon (xO)
(f) <Gale Wings>
Health: 70%
Energy: 92%
- ‘Auhg…’
While the newly-released Spectre examines the cavern, fletchling lands awkwardly on one of the rocky walls and begins to peck furiously. Tiny pebbles fleck from the wall and she grabs these up in her beak, sopping spit onto them and shoving them in her talons while she pecks out more rocks - more and more, sticking them together with spit, and accessorizing them with plucked out feathers. Finally its form is clear - and awkward, pebbly, miniature fletchling, that somehow manages to stay aloft beside its creator despite its much heftier weight. Satisfied, the real fletchling swings away from the cavern wall while its mini flaps along beside it.
Spectre eyes the two, unsure. Hopefully that new rocky one won’t be a problem… Tiny sparks fizz across her gaseous body and zip out towards the birds, sparking into the substitutes’ form and fading fast. Fletchling caws with glee at its success - just as it hoped!
And all too swiftly, she’s a blur - red and white crashed into Spectre, twirling in the air, summersaulting and crashing again, her tiny body wrecking across the ghost, tearing her form apart so fast Spectre can’t pull herself back together. And just as fast, the bird is back across the cavern, flapping by her substitute - so fast it seems like only second from when the attack started till it ended. Spectre slowly collects herself, angrily hissing… that bird has to die.
Quite eager to slow her down, the gastly collects more electricity and flicks it towards the fletchling - but as before, neither pokemon is surprised when it fades harmlessly into the substitute. Spectre’s eyes are thinning dangerously with fury at this point. Someone’s gonna suffer for this.
Again - only a flash of red and white signal the fletchling’s movement, before she slams wings and talons into Spectre, spreading her gas all across the cavern once more. The pain is getting to her now, and while the bird flees, she takes a moment; she can’t bruise or cut or bleed, but it still hurts, man. Something so tiny shouldn’t be able to do so much.
Perhaps a change in tactic - though small - would work… The gastly collects a bit of her poisons and lobs it towards the bird, hoping to make contact - but again, it only lands on the substitute, draining between the rocks and leaking towards the ground below. Spectre swears loudly; oh, someone’s gonna pay.
Spectre eyes the two, unsure. Hopefully that new rocky one won’t be a problem… Tiny sparks fizz across her gaseous body and zip out towards the birds, sparking into the substitutes’ form and fading fast. Fletchling caws with glee at its success - just as it hoped!
And all too swiftly, she’s a blur - red and white crashed into Spectre, twirling in the air, summersaulting and crashing again, her tiny body wrecking across the ghost, tearing her form apart so fast Spectre can’t pull herself back together. And just as fast, the bird is back across the cavern, flapping by her substitute - so fast it seems like only second from when the attack started till it ended. Spectre slowly collects herself, angrily hissing… that bird has to die.
Quite eager to slow her down, the gastly collects more electricity and flicks it towards the fletchling - but as before, neither pokemon is surprised when it fades harmlessly into the substitute. Spectre’s eyes are thinning dangerously with fury at this point. Someone’s gonna suffer for this.
Again - only a flash of red and white signal the fletchling’s movement, before she slams wings and talons into Spectre, spreading her gas all across the cavern once more. The pain is getting to her now, and while the bird flees, she takes a moment; she can’t bruise or cut or bleed, but it still hurts, man. Something so tiny shouldn’t be able to do so much.
Perhaps a change in tactic - though small - would work… The gastly collects a bit of her poisons and lobs it towards the bird, hoping to make contact - but again, it only lands on the substitute, draining between the rocks and leaking towards the ground below. Spectre swears loudly; oh, someone’s gonna pay.
Noctowl (xO)
Spectre (f) <levitate>
Health: 74%
Energy: 89%
- ‘I’ll kill you ALL.’
Dragon (xO)
(f) <Gale Wings>
Health: 60%
Energy: 75%
- Substitute: 10%
- ‘You gotta hit me first. c:’
Final Notes:
- Dragon next.