.: Full Metal Cookies vs moon-panther :: Round Eighteen :.
Ahem. Fixed last round’s safeguard screw-up.
3v3 Single
Set
DQ: 7 Days
Damage Cap: 35%
Restricted Moves: OHKOs, Attract, Weather moves
Arena: The Barn of 1,000 Kitties
The battle takes place in a huge barn, filled with hay, tools, and other barn-things. All the objects (tools, machines, ect) have been shoved into the corners to give the battlers room. The floor is dirt, but covered with a layer of hay. The roof overhead negates any weather moves, so they are not permitted here. There are two ‘shelves’ high up, one over each end, filled with more hay. But that’s not all they’re full of…
The barn houses 1,000 cats, and all of them are gathered on these shelves, eyes gleaming from the darkness eerily. If any of the battlers happen to take a glance at these cats’ gleaming eyes, they are Intimidated as per the ability.
Full Metal Cookies [xOo]
[Jewel] Pichu (F) Static
Health: 59%
Energy: 43%
stop, drop, and roll ~ Counter ~ Encore
Status: Sore stomach. Small cuts and bruises all over her face and stomach. Stomach covered in flaming poison (burn severity increases every action), burning her skin. On fire and screaming.
Burned (mild, 1%/round); Paralysed (moderate); Badly poisoned (1% this round)
Attack -3, Special Attack +2, Special Defence +1
moon-panther [xxO]
[Chaos] Vulpix (F) Flash Fire
Health: 76%
Energy: 73%
Dig / Protect ~ Dig / Chill / Protect ~ Safeguard / Dig / Protect
Status: Giddy with excitement. Electric burns on her left shoulder.
Attack -1
Shoving their concern for the cats out of their minds, moon-panther and Full Metal Cookies squint through the thickening smoke at their pokémon. The dying flames, having consumed all the hay, don’t allow for as much contrast between the pokémon’s silhouettes and the light, so it’s fortunate that the smoke is still fairly light. In a few more rounds, though, they’ll be hardly able to see anything at all. That might be a good thing. The smell of charred meat reminds them of the battle's collateral damage, and no one really wants to look at those unmoving lumps by the walls.
Or at least, that would be the case if their suits weren’t equipped with screens that show what is happening clearly, regardless of the lighting or obstacles. Neither pokémon have this advantage, but they don’t need it as much as the trainers do.
moon-panther orders a delayed attack, followed by more protection—she’s not interested in her pokémon being paralysed like Jewel is. Full Metal Cookies, though, doesn’t seem to care much about Jewel’s paralysis and just orders the pichu to take advantage of every single action the vulpix has been ordered to perform.
.: Actions :.
Still giggling, Chaos sets her paws to the dirt floor. She quickly throws aside the thin layer of ash, followed by the dry, burnt dirt below, then the moister dirt untouched by the flames. She disappears below the ground, leaving only a dark hole and slanted tunnel almost to the bedrock. Although she’s a bit less comfortable in the shadows of the tunnel, she settles down and waits several moments longer than she usually would. She can not only feel Jewel from below the ground, but she thinks she can
feel the inferior rat—she can pinpoint its location, and the smoke can’t hinder that.
Jewel doesn’t care what Chaos is doing. She doesn’t register the vulpix’s disappearance.
Put out the flames, now! she thinks, but she can’t remember how she’s supposed to do that without water. That’s what her trainer is for, naturally: thinking in high-stress situations like battle. Jewel stops screaming, pulls back her instinct to run like a headless torchic, and drops to the ground. She rolls from side to side, as quickly as she can, with encouragement from her trainer. The movement beats out the flames, starving them of oxygen, although Jewel gets an uncomfortable amount of dust in her face. She sneezes, throwing up a bit of dust, but doesn’t let that stop her. She continues rolling even when the flames are gone, as the burns make it hard to tell when the pain has stopped. Then she opens her eyes, glancing over her non-glowing body. It’s gone! She stands up, steps off the toxic smear on the ground below her, and breathes a sigh of relief. Then she braces herself for the pain she knows is to come.
With a joyous yell, Chaos bursts out of the ground below Jewel, head slamming into the pichu’s stomach—and then tiny paws grab her cheeks, like Jewel had been waiting for her. Chaos isn’t sure what happens between then and her head suddenly slamming into the ground, with the weight of the pichu slamming on her at the same time, but it leaves her winded. Jewel winces and lets go of Chaos, gently brushing at her burnt stomach. It didn’t take the brunt of the blow, but her attack still pulled at her injured skin. At least the flames didn’t last any longer, or it would hurt a lot more.
Groaning and no longer amused, Chaos drags herself to her feet. Her head continues to pound, and it only worsens when she tries to shake it away. She takes in a deep breath, coughs when the smoke burns her throat, swallows, and concentrates. It’s easier when she closes her eyes. She gathers energy from within and projects it, exuding a green aura even non-lucario can see. She feels calmer already, knowing that she’s protected from any stunts the pichu might be thinking of, and she opens her eyes so she can smirk at Jewel.
Can’t paralyse me now.
But Jewel’s eyes are wide and shining in admiration, and there is a silly grin on Jewel’s face. Chaos drops her smirk in exchange for a puzzled expression. Her confusion only grows when Jewel cheers, bouncing and clapping.
That was awesome! The safeguard is so pretty! Do it again, do it again! Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay! As much as Chaos wants to remain stoic and pretend she doesn’t care about Jewel, as much as she tells herself that Jewel had seen it before without this awe and wonder, she can’t help but feel a slight fluttering in her chest at the praise. Okay… maybe just
one more time, since Jewel liked it so much. Because she
is that awesome, and she
is deserving of such praise, so she should reward it. She assures Jewel she’ll do it again—just
one more time—and Jewel lets out her biggest cheer yet. Jewel sits back and watches in admiration, although it’s almost like there’s something tugging her expression slightly away from her open, childish smile. It’s probably just the smoke—even Chaos’s throat feels tickled with every breath.
.: End of Round Eighteen :.
Full Metal Cookies [xOo]
[Jewel] Pichu (F) Static
Health: 48%
Energy: 24%
stop, drop, and roll ~ Counter ~ Encore
Status: Feeling a mixture of amusement and embarrassment, both of which she’s trying to hide. Sore stomach. Small cuts and bruises all over her face and stomach. Stomach burned and covered in poison.
Burned (mild, 1%/round); Paralysed (moderate); Badly poisoned (1% this round, 2% next)
Attack -3, Special Attack +2, Special Defence +1
moon-panther [xxO]
[Chaos] Vulpix (F) Flash Fire
Health: 60%
Energy: 61%
Dig (down) ~ Dig (up) ~ Safeguard
Status: Flattered and proud of herself. Electric burns on her left shoulder. Has a tremendous headache.
Attack -1
Safeguarded (4 more actions), Encored (Safeguard, 1 more action)
Battlefield:
- The walls and ceiling of the barn are on fire
- The air is heating up (1% damage/round)
- Black smoke is filling the barn (-2 accuracy)
- There is a roughly V-shaped tunnel several feet deep
Notes:
- SD&R successfully put out the flames
Next Round:
Full Metal Cookies attacks
moon-panther attacks