TruetoCheese
Be Bold (+Def, -Atk)
You are indeed correct. Fixed.
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Lord of the Fireflies vs The Omskivar
- Thread starter TruetoCheese
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You are indeed correct. Fixed.
Lord of the Fireflies
Back in black.
The Omskivar
chah, dude
TruetoCheese
Be Bold (+Def, -Atk)
Ah. I didn't notice that. Fixed. Apologies in the mistakes, I'm still in the learning stages.
Fireflies can recommand if he wishes to.
Lord of the Fireflies
Back in black.
The Omskivar
chah, dude
TruetoCheese
Be Bold (+Def, -Atk)
Round Five
Lord of the Fireflies
Ooo
Rose
Misdreavus (F) [Levitate]
Health: 45% | Energy: 46%
Condition: Burned (3% damage, physical damage reduced)
”AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH”
Hyper Voice ~ Hyper Voice ~ Taunt
The Omskivar
Ooo
Dandy
Swirlix (M) [Sweet Veil] @ Dusk Stone (Active)
Health: 6% | Energy: 60%
Condition: Special Defense -3, Paralysed (Severe), Has a Substitute(1%), Taunted (2 more actions)
”I WILL BE GENTLEMEN”
Psychic ~ Psychic ~ nothing
Lord of the Fireflies
Ooo
Rose
Misdreavus (F) [Levitate]
Health: 45% | Energy: 46%
Condition: Burned (3% damage, physical damage reduced)
”AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH”
Hyper Voice ~ Hyper Voice ~ Taunt
The Omskivar
Ooo
Dandy
Swirlix (M) [Sweet Veil] @ Dusk Stone (Active)
Health: 6% | Energy: 60%
Condition: Special Defense -3, Paralysed (Severe), Has a Substitute(1%), Taunted (2 more actions)
”I WILL BE GENTLEMEN”
Psychic ~ Psychic ~ nothing
Rose gathered up her mighty voice.
YOU’RE A DICK.
Dandy was blown back by the sheer weight of realization. He planted his legs firmly on the ground, straining for purchase. His fluff tore away at the unbelievable hurricane of truth ripped across the battlefield. The stone’s wailing could barely be heard amongst the tearing revelation. The purple gem wiggled in place, losing its luster with every shake, then fell out. Dandy sank to his knees, still whipped by the storm of reality, his mouth agape in mourning. Mr. Stone! No! You trusted me, and I let you fall two feet in front o…f…me…
Rose exhaled. Well, thank god that was over.
Lord of the Fireflies
Ooo
Rose
Misdreavus (F) [Levitate]
Health: 44% | Energy: 41%
Condition: Burned (3% damage, physical damage reduced)
”Aaah?”
Hyper Voice ~ finally ~ now nothing can eat me!
The Omskivar
Xoo
Dandy
Swirlix (M) [Sweet Veil] @ Dusk Stone (IT IS LOST; LAMENTATIONS)
Health: 0% | Energy: 60%
Condition: Knocked Out!
”@-@”
nothing ~ why is it so dark ~ oh that’s just sleep
Notes:
-That was a wail of a time. I’ll show myself out
-Rose took 1% of burn damage and spent 5% energy screaming Dandy to sleep. I’m not wasting your time with a whole calculations section just for that.
-The Dusk Stone will remain by the ground where Dandy fainted. Rose can take an action or so to pick it back up.
-You’ve shattered the first of the four dark crystals! Time for a class change! Omskivar gets to select his new classmon, complete with spiffy new digs (doubly so if you’re a Black Wizard, dem pants) and give orders.
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The Omskivar
chah, dude
Alas, poor Dandy! Let's avenge him with Bronn the Chespin.
Start with a Payback, you're like half her speed so you'll know if she's trying to wait you out. If she is, use Taunt instead, you'll have to tank more attacks but it should all work out. If she Magic Coats the Taunt back at you, we should be okay, because it's Shadow Claw all the way. Unless she's been Taunted successfully, in which case it's Payback all day, waiting as long as you have to for her to move. If you're Tormented, use Shadow Claw or Payback, whichever you didn't just use. If you get an action where you can't hit Rose, barring Substitute, and you're not Taunted, use Swords Dance.
Taunt/Payback/Swords Dance~Shadow Claw/Payback/Swords Dance~Shadow Claw/Payback/Swords Dance
Start with a Payback, you're like half her speed so you'll know if she's trying to wait you out. If she is, use Taunt instead, you'll have to tank more attacks but it should all work out. If she Magic Coats the Taunt back at you, we should be okay, because it's Shadow Claw all the way. Unless she's been Taunted successfully, in which case it's Payback all day, waiting as long as you have to for her to move. If you're Tormented, use Shadow Claw or Payback, whichever you didn't just use. If you get an action where you can't hit Rose, barring Substitute, and you're not Taunted, use Swords Dance.
Taunt/Payback/Swords Dance~Shadow Claw/Payback/Swords Dance~Shadow Claw/Payback/Swords Dance
Lord of the Fireflies
Back in black.
TruetoCheese
Be Bold (+Def, -Atk)
And so, first blood had been spilt on the battlefield. Dandy lay motionless on the tiled floor, fluff coming off in places. His substitute stared fixedly at him, tongue swaying in the wind. Alas, it was the only tongue swaying, as Dandy’s lay across his body. It was as still as his eyes, which were somehow motionless spirals of thick black.
He faded into a red beam, and Rose stopped holding her breath. She hesitated and risked a grin; it was over after all.
“Chespin!”
Huh?
“Ches!”
Wha-
“Pin.”
Rose started to twich.
She’d have to take on another one of that trainer’s stupid, happy-go-lucky no for good living Pokemon? Another? The first one was trouble enough, and this one seemed to be coated in some weird green armor. She wriggled her phantom nose, because she was tired and irritated and felt this was necessary to vent in some way. The gems that made up her necklace flared to life, each one filled with a jump of yellow. They flashed in sequence, down to the largest jewel below her mouth. She shrieked and a bolt of lightning zapped towards Bronn. The Chespin returned the Misdreavus’ cry as the jagged line smacked into his chest. He was still for a moment, trying to feel out the pain. But there wasn’t any, just a spreading ring of numbness that tingled at the edges. He froze like a statue when he tried to raise his palm in defiance. Rose sighed, alright, it’s off to a good start. Soon she’ll wipe out this grinning fool and be done with the battle.
Her eyes widened and the same searing spikes of flame that cursed Dandy but minutes ago soared into the air. They lay there for a moment, hanging in sharp curves, almost studying Bronn. The grass type gulped, and that was the movement they needed. The spines of blackened fire soared through his body, ripping through it and out his back. Rose cackled and retracted the burning spears. Bronn was almost tugged to her, and used the momentum to his advantage. His paw scrunched into a balled fist, his face scrunched into one of determination. His buck-toothed smile was replaced with a frown. He planted a fist straight into the laughing ghost type. It broke right through the space between her eyes, leaving a gaping hole that struggled to reform.
Rose was too shocked to move, there was a hole in her face. There was a hole in her face. Hole…face…
The spears, however, were much too happy to oblige, being projections of Rose’s own hatred. Their occult fire boomed in great curves, tendrils of smoke turned into billowing clouds. Vengeful, hateful, they struck into Bronn with almost living viciousness. Rose simply stood there, with the flames emerging from her eyes, doing their malevolent work. Bronn shrieked as the flames cooled and sharpened into serrated edges inside him, before, like chains being drawn, they shot out. As they pierced his skin from the inside, they seemed to flow back into their dancing form, licking the edges of light with wispy trails. He fell to the floor, unable to move once the spears had let go of him. He jerked and shook about, trying desperately to do something. Anything.
Rose was still kind of dumbfounded that there was a hole in her face. Even now, when her ghostly…things had formed back where Bronn had impacted, she was still feeling the effects of the punch. For a moment, she was bereft of face.
Lord of the Fireflies
Ooo
Rose
Misdreavus (F) [Levitate]
Health: 26% | Energy: 23%
Condition: Burned (3% damage, physical damage reduced)
”How did…how can someone…punch a- are ghosts even ghosts? Do I exist!?”
Thunder Wave ~ Hex ~ Hex
The Omskivar
XOo
Bronn
Chespin (M) [Bulletproof] @ Lucky Egg
Health: 68% | Energy: 94%
Condition: Paralysed (Severe)
can’t actually move his mouth
(Paralysed) ~ Payback ~ (Paralysed)
Calculations:
Rose’s Health:
44 – 15 (Payback) – 3 (Burn) = 26%
Rose’s Energy:
41 – 4 (Thunder Wave) – 7 (Hex) – 7 (Hex) = 23%
Bronn’s Health:
100 – 16 (Hex) – 16 (Hex) = 68%
Bronn’s Energy:
100 - 6 (Payback) = 94%
Notes:
-A double paralyse, what a way to debut >.>;
-A Dusk Stone, separated from its owner, cut from the ancient ties that bound the spirit within to the holder, unable to find a channel for its malevolence, lies in a pile of bright pink fluff.
-Fireflies, report to the docking bay, your ship has been readied.
He faded into a red beam, and Rose stopped holding her breath. She hesitated and risked a grin; it was over after all.
“Chespin!”
Huh?
“Ches!”
Wha-
“Pin.”
Rose started to twich.
Round Six
Lord of the Fireflies
Ooo
Rose
Misdreavus (F) [Levitate]
Health: 44% | Energy: 41%
Condition: Burned (3% damage, physical damage reduced)
”…”
Thunder Wave ~ Hex ~ Hex
The Omskivar
XOo
Bronn
Chespin (M) [Bulletproof] @ Lucky Egg
Health: 100% | Energy: 100%
Condition: ”Hallo! I’m invincible!”
Payback ~ Payback ~ Payback
Lord of the Fireflies
Ooo
Rose
Misdreavus (F) [Levitate]
Health: 44% | Energy: 41%
Condition: Burned (3% damage, physical damage reduced)
”…”
Thunder Wave ~ Hex ~ Hex
The Omskivar
XOo
Bronn
Chespin (M) [Bulletproof] @ Lucky Egg
Health: 100% | Energy: 100%
Condition: ”Hallo! I’m invincible!”
Payback ~ Payback ~ Payback
She’d have to take on another one of that trainer’s stupid, happy-go-lucky no for good living Pokemon? Another? The first one was trouble enough, and this one seemed to be coated in some weird green armor. She wriggled her phantom nose, because she was tired and irritated and felt this was necessary to vent in some way. The gems that made up her necklace flared to life, each one filled with a jump of yellow. They flashed in sequence, down to the largest jewel below her mouth. She shrieked and a bolt of lightning zapped towards Bronn. The Chespin returned the Misdreavus’ cry as the jagged line smacked into his chest. He was still for a moment, trying to feel out the pain. But there wasn’t any, just a spreading ring of numbness that tingled at the edges. He froze like a statue when he tried to raise his palm in defiance. Rose sighed, alright, it’s off to a good start. Soon she’ll wipe out this grinning fool and be done with the battle.
Her eyes widened and the same searing spikes of flame that cursed Dandy but minutes ago soared into the air. They lay there for a moment, hanging in sharp curves, almost studying Bronn. The grass type gulped, and that was the movement they needed. The spines of blackened fire soared through his body, ripping through it and out his back. Rose cackled and retracted the burning spears. Bronn was almost tugged to her, and used the momentum to his advantage. His paw scrunched into a balled fist, his face scrunched into one of determination. His buck-toothed smile was replaced with a frown. He planted a fist straight into the laughing ghost type. It broke right through the space between her eyes, leaving a gaping hole that struggled to reform.
Rose was too shocked to move, there was a hole in her face. There was a hole in her face. Hole…face…
The spears, however, were much too happy to oblige, being projections of Rose’s own hatred. Their occult fire boomed in great curves, tendrils of smoke turned into billowing clouds. Vengeful, hateful, they struck into Bronn with almost living viciousness. Rose simply stood there, with the flames emerging from her eyes, doing their malevolent work. Bronn shrieked as the flames cooled and sharpened into serrated edges inside him, before, like chains being drawn, they shot out. As they pierced his skin from the inside, they seemed to flow back into their dancing form, licking the edges of light with wispy trails. He fell to the floor, unable to move once the spears had let go of him. He jerked and shook about, trying desperately to do something. Anything.
Rose was still kind of dumbfounded that there was a hole in her face. Even now, when her ghostly…things had formed back where Bronn had impacted, she was still feeling the effects of the punch. For a moment, she was bereft of face.
Lord of the Fireflies
Ooo
Rose
Misdreavus (F) [Levitate]
Health: 26% | Energy: 23%
Condition: Burned (3% damage, physical damage reduced)
”How did…how can someone…punch a- are ghosts even ghosts? Do I exist!?”
Thunder Wave ~ Hex ~ Hex
The Omskivar
XOo
Bronn
Chespin (M) [Bulletproof] @ Lucky Egg
Health: 68% | Energy: 94%
Condition: Paralysed (Severe)
can’t actually move his mouth
(Paralysed) ~ Payback ~ (Paralysed)
A1:
Paralysis: (3/100, PARALYSED)
A2:
Paralysis: (85/100, NO PARALYSIS)
A3:
Paralysis: (6/100, NO PARALYSIS)
Paralysis: (3/100, PARALYSED)
A2:
Paralysis: (85/100, NO PARALYSIS)
A3:
Paralysis: (6/100, NO PARALYSIS)
Calculations:
Rose’s Health:
44 – 15 (Payback) – 3 (Burn) = 26%
Rose’s Energy:
41 – 4 (Thunder Wave) – 7 (Hex) – 7 (Hex) = 23%
Bronn’s Health:
100 – 16 (Hex) – 16 (Hex) = 68%
Bronn’s Energy:
100 - 6 (Payback) = 94%
Notes:
-A double paralyse, what a way to debut >.>;
-A Dusk Stone, separated from its owner, cut from the ancient ties that bound the spirit within to the holder, unable to find a channel for its malevolence, lies in a pile of bright pink fluff.
-Fireflies, report to the docking bay, your ship has been readied.
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Lord of the Fireflies
Back in black.
Oooh, damn sorry Omski...
YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE DEFIED THE EVIL WITHIN
Begin with a Will-O-Wisp! If he Protects / Detects, Chill for a bit. If he tries to Substitute, Snatch it! Afterwards, HEXXXXX, or Memento if you think he's gonna knock you out with his next attack and you don't have a substitute up. Finish with Memento if you don't have a substitute up and he doesn't either. If you or Bronn have a substitute up, use Hex! At any time, if he Protect / Detect, chillz!
Will-O-Wisp / Chill / Snatch ~ Hex / Memento / Chill ~ Hex / Memento / Chill
Misdreavus, you are one of the most amazing pokémon if fought with. You deserve your evolution! #longdeathtoghosttypes
YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE DEFIED THE EVIL WITHIN
Begin with a Will-O-Wisp! If he Protects / Detects, Chill for a bit. If he tries to Substitute, Snatch it! Afterwards, HEXXXXX, or Memento if you think he's gonna knock you out with his next attack and you don't have a substitute up. Finish with Memento if you don't have a substitute up and he doesn't either. If you or Bronn have a substitute up, use Hex! At any time, if he Protect / Detect, chillz!
Will-O-Wisp / Chill / Snatch ~ Hex / Memento / Chill ~ Hex / Memento / Chill
Misdreavus, you are one of the most amazing pokémon if fought with. You deserve your evolution! #longdeathtoghosttypes
The Omskivar
chah, dude
Jesus Christ what the hellllll
okay we can NOT have that burn, that will just be the end of all things so instead just Protect for that action (I swear to God if you are paralyzed again). After that, use Payback twice, I think you might be able to tank that Memento and still come out okay.
Protect~Payback~Payback
TruetoCheese
Be Bold (+Def, -Atk)
Round Seven
Lord of the Fireflies
Ooo
Rose
Misdreavus (F) [Levitate]
Health: 26% | Energy: 23%
Condition: Burned (3% damage, physical damage reduced)
”How did…how can someone…punch a- are ghosts even ghosts? Do I exist!?”
Will-O-Wisp / Chill / Snatch ~ Hex / Memento / Chill ~ Hex / Memento / Chill
The Omskivar
XOo
Bronn
Chespin (M) [Bulletproof] @ Lucky Egg
Health: 68% | Energy: 94%
Condition: Paralysed (Severe)
can’t actually move his mouth
Protect~Payback~Payback
Lord of the Fireflies
Ooo
Rose
Misdreavus (F) [Levitate]
Health: 26% | Energy: 23%
Condition: Burned (3% damage, physical damage reduced)
”How did…how can someone…punch a- are ghosts even ghosts? Do I exist!?”
Will-O-Wisp / Chill / Snatch ~ Hex / Memento / Chill ~ Hex / Memento / Chill
The Omskivar
XOo
Bronn
Chespin (M) [Bulletproof] @ Lucky Egg
Health: 68% | Energy: 94%
Condition: Paralysed (Severe)
can’t actually move his mouth
Protect~Payback~Payback
Bronn flipped his arms up from his place on the floor, willing a protective barrier of green into place around him. He sighed with relief… at least something’s going ri- HRK. His arms froze in midair, like they had been bolted in place somehow. He tried to shuffle them about, but forget his shoulders, not even his mouth could move. The barrier crumbled, pattering Bronn with harmless pieces of discarded green light. Of course, it may not have hurt him physically, but the psychological ramifications left him whimpering on the inside.
Rose’s head was almost split in half with a smile. She levitated over to Bronn’s prone form, to right above him, her grin completely still, like it was the only fixed point in space. The only moving things in Bronn’s vision were the undulations of Rose’s ghostly hair threads. The Misdreavus’ eyes were covered with a bright orange shade. From where the bolt had struck him before, a ball of fire poked its head out of the gem. Bronn eyed it, trying to lower his eyelids to squint at it, but huffed as the lids didn't react. The ball of blue was less of a coherent existence and like a shadow cast by something in another world onto this one, a three dimensional image of something he couldn't understand. Transparent wisps of pale blue came off it, fading into nothingness, almost twisting into the air and tightening around it where he couldn't see. It seemed wrong, Bronn thought, it seemed it didn’t belong in this world.
Rose nudged her head forward, urging the wisp towards Bronn. The fire flared up when it turned to him, as if recognizing its target. The Chespin shook his head to the side, the only thing he could bear to do. The wisp dropped off the Misdreavus’ necklace, diving straight forward into the the grass type's chest. The Chespin swore he heard a light chuckling that sounded like it came from outside the building, but still played in his head. The pain was less of an impact, and more of a thought. The fire fanned across his body like smoke, as if someone had dropped dry ice onto his chest. It dissipated nearer to his face, the chuckle going with it; and for a moment, all was calm. The skin where the wisp had fallen paled to a brownish-blue, and criss-crossed marks of the same tone pulsed intensely. Bronn cried out as the marks faded, they didn’t actually fade, but they sunk into him. He tried to turn and convulse as it struck, but his muscles were still seized.
Rose cocked her head to one side, slowly. She had been directly above Bronn all this time, watching him intently. It was time to end this, she sighed. She puckered her lips together and spat a puff of air at the Chespin, the only victory she could have in this battle. She began to descend slowly, Bronn screamed, to where the mark had struck. Her eyes were closed and she looked like she was simply being lowered. A white glow began to emanate from the center of her form, spreading across her incorporeal skin like someone had poured milk on a dark rag. She turned in place while suspended above the Chespin, to have her face parallel to her opponent. Her eyes snapped open, revealing a rings of red around bright yellow irises, at the center of which pinpricks of red glared. Her body began to dissipate, merging with the air, tendrils of cold white curved off her, arcing into the air and coming to a rest around Bronn. Pieces of the Misdreavus orbited above Bronn, whispering in unknown tongues. Only the eyes remained.
The whirlwind of separated spirits thrust outwards, each sinewy remnant of the Misdreavus bulging outwards and beginning to surround Bronn. Their orbits shifted, now encircling him, going through the floor by his body and head then coming back out the other side. The white light grew, burning into Bronn’s vision. Still the pair of eyes was fixated in t mind, even though they did not exist anymore. With a final wail, the strips of ghostly life tightened around him, cocooning him in a fade of white. He had the appearance of a silhouette, but only for a moment, the whispers returned, the glare returned, and the wrapping of the tendrils seeped through his skin. He was holding his breath, sweat was coming off his brow, as the layer seeped into him from all sides. It was a strange feeling, one he couldn’t even place, but it was like he had an outer shell almost just like him, shaped perfectly, that fell into him. His eyes went through his eyes, hit mouth felt itself, his hands- unmoving they may be- tried to claw at their own falling into themselves.
He could hear the Misdreavus’ chuckling in his head. It wasn’t lifelike, organic like it had been, but a soulless track of her laugh played on repeat. And this is how he knew it would persist.
Lord of the Fireflies
Xoo
Rose
Misdreavus (F) [Levitate]
Health: 0% | Energy: 0%
Condition: Knocked Out!
”I will always get the last laugh!”
Will-O-Wisp ~ Hex ~ Memento
The Omskivar
XOo
Bronn
Chespin (M) [Bulletproof] @ Lucky Egg
Health: 49% | Energy: 94%
Condition: Attack -6, Sp. Attack -6, Speed -1, Paralysed (Severe), Burned (3% damage per round)
"did I bust the ghost...or did the ghost bust herself D:"
(Paralysed) ~ (Paralysed) ~ nothing
A1:
Paralysis: (4/100, PARALYSED)
Will-O-Wisp: Accuracy (23/100, HIT)
A2:
Paralysis: (21/100, PARALYSED)
A3:
Paralysis: (48/100, NO PARALYSIS)
Paralysis: (4/100, PARALYSED)
Will-O-Wisp: Accuracy (23/100, HIT)
A2:
Paralysis: (21/100, PARALYSED)
A3:
Paralysis: (48/100, NO PARALYSIS)
Calculations:
Rose’s Health:
26 - 26 (Memento) = 0%
Rose’s Energy:
23 – 4 (Will-O-Wisp) – 7 (Hex) – 12 (Memento) = 0%
Bronn’s Health:
68 – 16 (Hex) – 3 (Burn) = 49%
Bronn’s Energy:
94%
Notes:
-Omskivar, you need to do something about the RNG, man. That guy hates you. Damn.
-Actually, RNGesus might find you blessed? There was a 0.21973% chance you could’ve been paralysed four times in two rounds. So really, you’re supremely lucky, just in the wrong direction!
-ASB’s Memento lowers Sp. Atk and Atk by 6 stages, and speed by 2, but MY GOD. Though Rose had 12% energy to work with, so I dropped speed by 1 stage, to stay proportional to the energy cost.
-Bronn had no face to punch on the last action, so he didn't.
-Fireflies sends out, Omskivar commands, Fireflies commands.
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Lord of the Fireflies
Back in black.
The Omskivar
chah, dude
Alright well we need to bring Lupin down to our level. Do that with a Pain Split, switch to Endeavor if you're Taunted, it won't do as much but it's a start. After that, it's status time! Use Swagger, then Toxic, switching it up to Endeavor if you're Taunted, and if there's ever a Protect up, use Bulk Up. If there are Double Team clones, aim for the one with a shadow!
Pain Split/Endeavor/Bulk Up~Swagger/Endeavor/Bulk Up~Toxic/Endeavor/Bulk Up
Pain Split/Endeavor/Bulk Up~Swagger/Endeavor/Bulk Up~Toxic/Endeavor/Bulk Up
Lord of the Fireflies
Back in black.
TruetoCheese
Be Bold (+Def, -Atk)
It was time for Rose to succumb to the glassy red pulse of a Pokeball. Bronn was unclear on where that witch went after she invaded his privacy and tinkered with his soul and ow. But his mind was put at ease when the blasts of crimson light drew unseen tatters from the air into it. He heaved a hefty sigh out of his mouth- he had to, since his jaw didn’t like movement right now.
What looked like white pajamas made for children chirped from the other side of the battlefield. It lurched the green, helmet-like hair forward and down and crossed its floppy arms. Bronn clasped his hands together and cooed at the little baby. Lupin was not amused. He struck his arm out and made what would have been a rude gesture if he had fingers, then slid it back and tapped his other arm furiously. Bronn raised his eyebrow. Was that supposed to be him tapping a watch? Why would a Pokemon mimic that? He nodded slowly after the tapping didn’t stop. Lupin spat on the ground next to him and growled. His head looked more polished, for some reason, like the strands of hair had hardened. Lupin looked at his own shell-like armor then back at Lupin, seemed familiar.
Maybe it was what the psychic type had felt in Bronn’s head when he entered the battlefield. After all, Bronn was being haunted by a ghost type of all things, he knew psychics didn’t like ghosts. Which is strange, since you’d think they would be the closest to spirits. Lupin seemed to twitch with anger, how dare the stupid Chespin compare his psychic prowess, his proud lineage, to a bunch of filthy gyspy impersonating channeling good-for-nothing Lavender Town hooligans. Bronn remembered this with clarity, as it was thrust into his head. Lupin grinned, maybe his fit of rage had given him an idea. It wasn’t looking good from Bronn’s perspective at least. The Ralts whistled, somehow, and the air to the right of him shimmered with flecks of white. There was a sound like they’d just exited a tunnel and caused Bronn to blink repeatedly. He rubbed his eyes, there were…two of them? Lupin was gesturing proudly at another Lupin, that was gesturing proudly back at the other Lupin.
The Ralts was a psychic, he knew that. Maybe Bronn could put his haunted self to use. He cawed, and held his mouth open. Lupin flinched, he knew this was coming, and even though he’d made preparations it was still scary to watch. The spookies ghost you have ever seen flew out of Bronn’s mouth, it had gooey arms and a purple, drippy mouth and hollow eyes and it was small so it could catch you and also chase you and Lupin was afraid. The real Ralts hid behind his newly formed buddy, who himself was trying his darndest to throw up a brave face. The ghost peeked around the shivering substitute Ralts, and with every swerve Lupin followed to the other side, just out of reach of the spirit’s incorporeal grip. Bronn inhaled, and the spooky ghost was pulled back in. He raised a hand to his mouth and stifled a chuckle, the Ralts didn’t look so mean anymore.
Mean or not, Lupin didn’t like being thought about behind his back. Metaphorically, of course, otherwise he would blame himself for doing some thinking behind his substitutes actual back. He stepped out from behind the paler Ralts and flung out an arm. A cry of “objwectian!” shot through the air. Bronn started laughing, but he froze mid-chortle. His form paled and something of a drainage pipe emptying played in his head, albeit with two-bit compression. He unfroze, and fell backwards as a result. He patted himself on the ground, his keys, his wallet his pants. Oh wait he was a Pokemon. Uh…his resident ghost was still there. He tried to say hello to the remnants of the shrieking Misdreavus, just to check, harmless really. She didn’t respond and his face sagged. Oh dear, he can’t command the spirits anymore.
No matter, he could still toy with his opponent. He sidled up to Lupin and started wiggling his hips aggressively. This was a strange move, he thought behind his greasy leer. To his dismay, Lupin did not respond. He crouched down on his knees, to get to the runt’s level y’see? (This was hard to do because they were the same height, Bronn just managed to look up Lupin’s lavish head of emerald hair). He sighed and dropped the act. He turned around to walk off, waving dismissively at the actual Lupin peeking out from behind his glassy-eyed substitute.
Lupin snickered, a sharp-toothed grin muffling his high-pitched snort-like laughter. He hopped from one foot to the other, poising himself. Bronn heard patters of cloth behind him. Maybe the Ralts was stumbling out from his hiding place? Lupin threw a right hook, and a stream of twisting colours sprayed out from the tip of his arm. The beams of light intertwined on their path to Bronn’s back, and a drill made out of rainbows twisted into him. He was thrown off his feet, the beam carrying him helpfully forward. Lupin leaned on his still substitute and jeered at Bronn, they had told him helping out old people was good.
Bronn’s shoulder flung out and his arms pressed against the ground. He pushed himself up, irked face covered in dust the sweepers didn’t get on their last shift. He stepped to face the Ralts. That didn’t even make sense, man! If anything, you’re from the older generation. Lupin’s pointing arm grew limp, and his mouth crept open with the fear of reality. Bronn spat into his right paw, a thick, creamy pile of purple goo. He reared his arm back and threw the clump of goo at Lupin’s contemplative face. The Ralts may have been staring at the wall, but Bronn’s aim wasn’t really the best. The steaming pile of toxins slapped into the substitute’s defiant face like a pie. Its hair was now dyed purple. Lupin, alerted by the sudden thwap behind him, turned around to notice the stylin’ locks his companion had. He pointed at his trainer then back at the luscious colouring. Fireflies shook his head. Lupin crossed his arms and growled with discontent.
Lord of the Fireflies
XOo
Lupin
Ralts (M) [Bulletproof] @ Lucky Egg
Health: 80% | Energy: 82%
Condition: Has a Substitute (20%)
”Do you not understand this- this style?”
Substitute~ Disable ~ Signal Beam
The Omskivar
XOo
Bronn
Chespin (M) [Bulletproof] @ Lucky Egg
Health: 36% | Energy: 84%
Condition: Attack -6, Sp. Attack -6, Speed -1, Paralysed (Severe), Burned (3% damage per round), Pain Split is Disabled (2 more actions)
"oh boy"
Pain Split ~ Swagger ~ Toxic
Calculations:
Lupin’s Health:
100 – 20 (Large Substitute) = 80%
Lupin’s Energy:
100 – 10 (Large Substitute) – 4 (Disable) – 4 (Signal Beam) = 82%
Bronn’s Health:
49 – 10 (Signal Beam) – 3 (Burn) = 36%
Bronn’s Energy:
94 – 2 (Pain Split) – 4 (Swagger) – 2 (Toxic) = 84%
Notes:
-Lupin Traced Bronn’s Bulletproof. Yay For Capitalised Sentences!
-Dear Game Freak: Why does Chespin learn Pain Split. Of all the flavor-relevant healing moves you could give it (which you did, may I remind you), you tacked on Pain Split?
-Docked 2% energy for a failed Pain Split.
-I did an accuracy roll for Swagger, it missed (100), but I don't think it mattered with a sub up. Toxic also got the exact same roll :O
-Fireflies in spaaaaaace.
What looked like white pajamas made for children chirped from the other side of the battlefield. It lurched the green, helmet-like hair forward and down and crossed its floppy arms. Bronn clasped his hands together and cooed at the little baby. Lupin was not amused. He struck his arm out and made what would have been a rude gesture if he had fingers, then slid it back and tapped his other arm furiously. Bronn raised his eyebrow. Was that supposed to be him tapping a watch? Why would a Pokemon mimic that? He nodded slowly after the tapping didn’t stop. Lupin spat on the ground next to him and growled. His head looked more polished, for some reason, like the strands of hair had hardened. Lupin looked at his own shell-like armor then back at Lupin, seemed familiar.
Round Eight
Lord of the Fireflies
XOo
Lupin
Ralts (M) [Bulletproof] @ Lucky Egg
Health: 100% | Energy: 100%
Condition: Massaging his plasticy hair.
”This. Does. Not. Feel. Nice.”
Substitute (20%) - Disable / Signal Beam - Signal Beam
The Omskivar
XOo
Bronn
Chespin (M) [Bulletproof] @ Lucky Egg
Health: 49% | Energy: 94%
Condition: Attack -6, Sp. Attack -6, Speed -1, Paralysed (Severe), Burned (3% damage per round)
"oh joy"
Pain Split/Endeavor/Bulk Up~Swagger/Endeavor/Bulk Up~Toxic/Endeavor/Bulk Up
Lord of the Fireflies
XOo
Lupin
Ralts (M) [Bulletproof] @ Lucky Egg
Health: 100% | Energy: 100%
Condition: Massaging his plasticy hair.
”This. Does. Not. Feel. Nice.”
Substitute (20%) - Disable / Signal Beam - Signal Beam
The Omskivar
XOo
Bronn
Chespin (M) [Bulletproof] @ Lucky Egg
Health: 49% | Energy: 94%
Condition: Attack -6, Sp. Attack -6, Speed -1, Paralysed (Severe), Burned (3% damage per round)
"oh joy"
Pain Split/Endeavor/Bulk Up~Swagger/Endeavor/Bulk Up~Toxic/Endeavor/Bulk Up
Maybe it was what the psychic type had felt in Bronn’s head when he entered the battlefield. After all, Bronn was being haunted by a ghost type of all things, he knew psychics didn’t like ghosts. Which is strange, since you’d think they would be the closest to spirits. Lupin seemed to twitch with anger, how dare the stupid Chespin compare his psychic prowess, his proud lineage, to a bunch of filthy gyspy impersonating channeling good-for-nothing Lavender Town hooligans. Bronn remembered this with clarity, as it was thrust into his head. Lupin grinned, maybe his fit of rage had given him an idea. It wasn’t looking good from Bronn’s perspective at least. The Ralts whistled, somehow, and the air to the right of him shimmered with flecks of white. There was a sound like they’d just exited a tunnel and caused Bronn to blink repeatedly. He rubbed his eyes, there were…two of them? Lupin was gesturing proudly at another Lupin, that was gesturing proudly back at the other Lupin.
The Ralts was a psychic, he knew that. Maybe Bronn could put his haunted self to use. He cawed, and held his mouth open. Lupin flinched, he knew this was coming, and even though he’d made preparations it was still scary to watch. The spookies ghost you have ever seen flew out of Bronn’s mouth, it had gooey arms and a purple, drippy mouth and hollow eyes and it was small so it could catch you and also chase you and Lupin was afraid. The real Ralts hid behind his newly formed buddy, who himself was trying his darndest to throw up a brave face. The ghost peeked around the shivering substitute Ralts, and with every swerve Lupin followed to the other side, just out of reach of the spirit’s incorporeal grip. Bronn inhaled, and the spooky ghost was pulled back in. He raised a hand to his mouth and stifled a chuckle, the Ralts didn’t look so mean anymore.
Mean or not, Lupin didn’t like being thought about behind his back. Metaphorically, of course, otherwise he would blame himself for doing some thinking behind his substitutes actual back. He stepped out from behind the paler Ralts and flung out an arm. A cry of “objwectian!” shot through the air. Bronn started laughing, but he froze mid-chortle. His form paled and something of a drainage pipe emptying played in his head, albeit with two-bit compression. He unfroze, and fell backwards as a result. He patted himself on the ground, his keys, his wallet his pants. Oh wait he was a Pokemon. Uh…his resident ghost was still there. He tried to say hello to the remnants of the shrieking Misdreavus, just to check, harmless really. She didn’t respond and his face sagged. Oh dear, he can’t command the spirits anymore.
No matter, he could still toy with his opponent. He sidled up to Lupin and started wiggling his hips aggressively. This was a strange move, he thought behind his greasy leer. To his dismay, Lupin did not respond. He crouched down on his knees, to get to the runt’s level y’see? (This was hard to do because they were the same height, Bronn just managed to look up Lupin’s lavish head of emerald hair). He sighed and dropped the act. He turned around to walk off, waving dismissively at the actual Lupin peeking out from behind his glassy-eyed substitute.
Lupin snickered, a sharp-toothed grin muffling his high-pitched snort-like laughter. He hopped from one foot to the other, poising himself. Bronn heard patters of cloth behind him. Maybe the Ralts was stumbling out from his hiding place? Lupin threw a right hook, and a stream of twisting colours sprayed out from the tip of his arm. The beams of light intertwined on their path to Bronn’s back, and a drill made out of rainbows twisted into him. He was thrown off his feet, the beam carrying him helpfully forward. Lupin leaned on his still substitute and jeered at Bronn, they had told him helping out old people was good.
Bronn’s shoulder flung out and his arms pressed against the ground. He pushed himself up, irked face covered in dust the sweepers didn’t get on their last shift. He stepped to face the Ralts. That didn’t even make sense, man! If anything, you’re from the older generation. Lupin’s pointing arm grew limp, and his mouth crept open with the fear of reality. Bronn spat into his right paw, a thick, creamy pile of purple goo. He reared his arm back and threw the clump of goo at Lupin’s contemplative face. The Ralts may have been staring at the wall, but Bronn’s aim wasn’t really the best. The steaming pile of toxins slapped into the substitute’s defiant face like a pie. Its hair was now dyed purple. Lupin, alerted by the sudden thwap behind him, turned around to notice the stylin’ locks his companion had. He pointed at his trainer then back at the luscious colouring. Fireflies shook his head. Lupin crossed his arms and growled with discontent.
Lord of the Fireflies
XOo
Lupin
Ralts (M) [Bulletproof] @ Lucky Egg
Health: 80% | Energy: 82%
Condition: Has a Substitute (20%)
”Do you not understand this- this style?”
Substitute~ Disable ~ Signal Beam
The Omskivar
XOo
Bronn
Chespin (M) [Bulletproof] @ Lucky Egg
Health: 36% | Energy: 84%
Condition: Attack -6, Sp. Attack -6, Speed -1, Paralysed (Severe), Burned (3% damage per round), Pain Split is Disabled (2 more actions)
"oh boy"
Pain Split ~ Swagger ~ Toxic
A1:
Paralysis: (65/100, NO PARALYSIS)
A2:
Paralysis: (93/100, NO PARALYSIS)
A3:
Paralysis: (36/100, NO PARALYSIS)
Signal Beam: Effect Chance (73/100, NO EFFECT)
Paralysis: (65/100, NO PARALYSIS)
A2:
Paralysis: (93/100, NO PARALYSIS)
A3:
Paralysis: (36/100, NO PARALYSIS)
Signal Beam: Effect Chance (73/100, NO EFFECT)
Calculations:
Lupin’s Health:
100 – 20 (Large Substitute) = 80%
Lupin’s Energy:
100 – 10 (Large Substitute) – 4 (Disable) – 4 (Signal Beam) = 82%
Bronn’s Health:
49 – 10 (Signal Beam) – 3 (Burn) = 36%
Bronn’s Energy:
94 – 2 (Pain Split) – 4 (Swagger) – 2 (Toxic) = 84%
Notes:
-Lupin Traced Bronn’s Bulletproof. Yay For Capitalised Sentences!
-Dear Game Freak: Why does Chespin learn Pain Split. Of all the flavor-relevant healing moves you could give it (which you did, may I remind you), you tacked on Pain Split?
-Docked 2% energy for a failed Pain Split.
-I did an accuracy roll for Swagger, it missed (100), but I don't think it mattered with a sub up. Toxic also got the exact same roll :O
-Fireflies in spaaaaaace.
Lord of the Fireflies
Back in black.
Alright, Lupin, this is great.
Begin with an Encore, so he keeps trying to Toxic you. If he Protects / Detects, switch to Calm Mind, and delay Encore. Keep doing this until he's Encored. Once he is, blast away some Signal Beams, using Calm Mind on Protect / Detect.
Encore / Calm Mind / Signal Beam x3
Begin with an Encore, so he keeps trying to Toxic you. If he Protects / Detects, switch to Calm Mind, and delay Encore. Keep doing this until he's Encored. Once he is, blast away some Signal Beams, using Calm Mind on Protect / Detect.
Encore / Calm Mind / Signal Beam x3
TruetoCheese
Be Bold (+Def, -Atk)
The Omskivar
chah, dude
Oh dear god it's been so long I forgot what I was trying to do
well I can't do anything against Encores, probably, since my Speed's been cut god where did this battle go wrong ummmm I guess...try ?really hard? to use Belly Drum whenever you can, the flavortext says it maximizes the stats so it should more than help those drops. After that if you can, try just as ?really hard?, if not ?really hard?er, to land a Poison Jab. If you must Toxic, then do so.
Toxic/Belly Drum/Poison Jab x3
I am so sorry Bronn ;-;7
well I can't do anything against Encores, probably, since my Speed's been cut god where did this battle go wrong ummmm I guess...try ?really hard? to use Belly Drum whenever you can, the flavortext says it maximizes the stats so it should more than help those drops. After that if you can, try just as ?really hard?, if not ?really hard?er, to land a Poison Jab. If you must Toxic, then do so.
Toxic/Belly Drum/Poison Jab x3
I am so sorry Bronn ;-;7