Kusarigamaitachi vs. Negrek, Round Fourteen
Pre-Round Stats:
Team Kusari (1/2 Pokémon Remaining)
Earl (M) [Steadfast]
PASBU: Gravity
Health: 47%
Energy: 57%
Status: Special Defense -1; sore and irritated in a bad place to be sore and irritated
Earl’s Commands:
Thunderbolt / Shadow Ball / Chill x 3
Team Negrek (1/2 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Defense Move: Magic Coat
Health: 41%
Energy: 66%
Status: Paralyzed (moderate); things are looking...almost kind of up! almost!
Acheron’s Commands:
Shadow Ball / Calm Mind / Chill x 3
Arena: Ancient Relic
A large, ancient stone chamber with an unknown purpose. There are runes on the walls and floor, ancient characters resembling the Unown. The floor is made of stone, and is a large square area. The walls surrounding it are thick and the top of the wall can be accessed by a ramp on either side of the battlefield if a pokémon wishes to do so.
There are cracks in the walls and floor, and vines creeping up the walls. Two small pools of water beside the ramps can be used as a source of water, but pokémon who desire to stay within will find themselves confined in a small space. The sun shines down solemnly, lighting up the battlefield.
The relic has been beautifully preserved, and should be treated with respect so it will remain for future generations to admire, or so the locals believe. There are rumours that the relic is protected by a mystical power, preserved in the runes on the wall... so it is suggested that the battlers try to direct attacks at each other instead of at the ancient structure. Otherwise they might very well find themselves targeted by a righteously enraged unown striking them with their Hidden Power. Their attacks have a base power of 30 and their attacks might be of any element. The unown, hoping that its victim has learned their lesson after this reprimand, will return to the wall after a single attack. They will never strike their brethren, however, and any trainer-owned unown on the battlefield will be safe from this attack.
Round Fourteen: Begin!
Earl pushes his gentleman's discomfort out of his thoughts for the moment. He's got the creepy little low-life on the ropes now, and the sooner he can be done with this whole affair, the better. He steps back around Acheron so that he is situated at the Sableye's back once again, and Acheron groans when he hears the familiar menacing crackle of electricity building up in Earl's hands. The thunderbolt, like all others before it, hits its mark, and leaves Acheron twitching on the ground in its wake. Not one to give in so easily, the ghost gags, coughs and, fighting with his arms so that they'll actually push him up without buckling, gets slowly to his feet. Acheron turns again, his steps slow and dragging but resolute, until he is facing Earl. Tired and stiff, he doesn't have the energy to aim the blossoming ball of shadows in a particularly malicious location; the shadow ball strikes Earl in the shin instead, and while the Gallade does wince and take a step back it isn't as unpleasant as it could've been.
[Earl: -15H, -4E, sp. defense -1, ready to end this] - [Acheron: -10H, -3E, paralyzed, annoyed and stiff]
The next thunderbolt, while not necessarily any more powerful than the previous ones, seems to hit a vulnerable spot that causes a series of particularly bad spasms. Acheron, on the floor yet again, is absolutely unable to move voluntarily. Earl, back behind the motionless Acheron, stares up at the sky as if seeking patience. He's still achy, yes, but on the whole this is becoming incredibly tiresome and boring. Acheron stares at the dirt directly in front of his face and sighs. It feels as though even his brain is buzzing and twitching. It's much easier for him to relax and not think about anything at all...
[Earl: -0H, -4E, sp. defense -1, oh, just faint already] - [Acheron: -10H, +10E, paralyzed, well crap]
Boring as the repetitive commands and repetitive seizures have become, Earl resigns himself to the fact that his tactics thus far have been effective. The bright white energy shoots back and forth between his palms for the umpteenth time before he sends it Acheron's way. The usual compliment of twitches and thrashes follows, and Earl gazes off into space again, certain that his opponent will be unable to act once again. He's surely on his last legs by now, after all. This is true--Acheron is beyond feeling pain at this point. He can't feel his limbs locking up repeatedly as he tries to lift himself from the cracked earth and turn around, only aware of the fact that it's taking much longer than it normally should. What he can feel, on the other hand, is a hint of satisfaction as he finally makes it to his feet, faces Earl, and flings another glob of searing shadows at his knee, causing the Gallade to gasp and stumble. Acheron is down, way down, but he isn't out yet.
[Earl: -15H, -4E, sp. defense -1, seriously, why isn't this over yet?] - [Acheron: -10H, -4E, paralyzed, you won't get rid of me that easily]
Round Fourteen: Close
Post-Round Stats
Team Kusari (1/2 Pokémon Remaining)
Earl (M) [Steadfast]
PASBU: Gravity
Health: 17%
Energy: 45%
Status: Special Defense -1; tiring and bored out of his mind
Team Negrek (1/2 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Defense Move: Magic Coat
Health: 11%
Energy: 69%
Status: Paralyzed (severe); things are looking...almost kind of up! almost!
Arena Status: The left set of stairs has been reduced to rubble, and large chunks of stone litter the ground near the decimated walls. They are still standing, but are probably no longer safe to stand on at this point. The ground is riddled with thin fissures and a large, roughly Charizard-sized section is caved in where Hokage landed both times.
Ref's Notes
-I took off a little damage for the less-than-desirably aimed Shadow Balls.
-The second Thunderbolt worsened Acheron's paralysis and left him fully paralyzed and unable to use an attack on that action. He chilled instead.
-ARGH I am sick of Thunderbolt and Shadow Ball D: STOP SPAMMING THEM you guys are supposed to be more devious and interesting than this D: Ugh I feel like all this thunderboltspam is sucking what little descriptive ability I have out of my brain.
-Negrek attacks first next round.
