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moon-panther vs. Negrek
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Excellent work, Acheron! That'll teach the lotad!
Now, Halan's supposed to leave the water before he aura spheres; I don't know if it'll take a full action for him to swim out of the pond, but if it does, so much the better for us. Whatever the case, start off by crushing him beneath a rock tomb. It should be a bit harder for him to whip up any aura bursts while he's pinned underneath hunks of bedrock.
Follow up by wracking him with another psychic attack. For the final action, you'll have your incorporeality back, so even if he manages to get an aura sphere off somehow, you've got nothing to worry about. If he's trapped on dry land, pop your head up out of the water and yell a taunt to him. If he's crushed underwater, he's probably got bigger things to worry about than trying to get off aura sphere, but anyway, he won't be able to hear your words--so just calm mind.
Rock Tomb ~ Psychic ~ Taunt / Calm Mind
Now, Halan's supposed to leave the water before he aura spheres; I don't know if it'll take a full action for him to swim out of the pond, but if it does, so much the better for us. Whatever the case, start off by crushing him beneath a rock tomb. It should be a bit harder for him to whip up any aura bursts while he's pinned underneath hunks of bedrock.
Follow up by wracking him with another psychic attack. For the final action, you'll have your incorporeality back, so even if he manages to get an aura sphere off somehow, you've got nothing to worry about. If he's trapped on dry land, pop your head up out of the water and yell a taunt to him. If he's crushed underwater, he's probably got bigger things to worry about than trying to get off aura sphere, but anyway, he won't be able to hear your words--so just calm mind.
Rock Tomb ~ Psychic ~ Taunt / Calm Mind
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moon-panther vs. Negrek, Round Five
Pre-Round Stats
Team moony (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Halan (M) [Steadfast]
Health: 59%
Energy: 54%
Status: Treading water, achy and incredibly frustrated, his mood only slightly improved by the fact that he finally hit Acheron
Halan's Commands: Aura Sphere/Chill ~ Aura Sphere/Chill ~ Aura Sphere/Chill
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 84%
Energy: 66%
Status: Special Attack +2; Foresight-locked (2 more actions); highly affronted by that awful Aura Sphere and irritated with these ridiculous Lotad, but confident otherwise
Acheron's Commands: Rock Tomb ~ Psychic ~ Taunt/Calm Mind
Arena: Moonbeam Meadow
A open meadow that is bathed in moonlight. Butterfree and Beautifly can be seen flying about peacefully. Near the Meadow there is a pond that Lotads and Goldeen are be seen swimming.
Round Five: Begin!
Halan turns away from the spot he last saw Acheron and his hostage and strikes out for the shore, small but strong limbs pulling him through the water in a quick if slightly sloppy dog-paddle. He crawls onto dry land from the shallows and stops for a moment or two to catch his breath. When his lungs are sufficiently satisfied he sits down with crossed legs. The familiar sphere of bright blue light appears between his paws—most of the Butterfree and Beautifly don’t bother getting any closer this time, now they know what’s coming—and then rockets out over and into the water. Even with the unconscious Lotad still sitting on top of him Acheron cannot avoid the homing ball of aura energy; he hisses and curses as it burns away at him. Snarling, he moves the now fairly useless Lotad to the side, the better to look at the water’s edge above him. It’s difficult for him to see Halan at this distance, and the way the water bends the light at this angle certainly isn’t helping him pinpoint his target. Hoping for a lucky shot, the Sableye focuses on the wet earth in and around the pond. Rocks of various sizes are torn free of the soft soil and lifted into the air, where they hover for several moments before closing in and crashing down on the spot Acheron believes his foe is sitting at. His aim isn’t too awful given his depth and the awkward angle of refraction--most of the rocks fall around Halan, one of them smiting a Beautifly that drew a bit too close, but a few sizeable boulders hit their mark and pin the Riolu to the ground. Halan yelps as he is knocked onto his stomach and one of the rocks lands heavily on his left hindpaw, leaving it throbbing quite painfully.
Growling and scowling, Halan tries to wriggle out from the rocks pressing down on him to no avail. Really, the struggling only seems to be making the pain in his foot worse. For the time being the fighting-type gives up on his escape attempt. He doesn’t have all that much to worry about, after all. Acheron is still underwater out in the middle of the pond, and it’s not like Short, Purple and Ugly down there will be able to avoid his attack, either. Halan stretches his arms along the ground in front of them and channels his aura for a third time, and the sphere of light homes in on Acheron without fail. This elicits another furious hiss from the ghost under the water, but Acheron isn’t going to take it lying down. Or, well, floating down. His nasty, nasty plots come bubbling back to the surface of his mind and he launches another mental assault on his foe. And he doesn’t need to account for refraction this time—finding the mind of the irritated baby Pokémon is quite simple (as long as he concentrates on doing it right), and he hammers away at Halan’s brain, psychically trampling on every pain center he can think of. He can’t hear Halan’s cries of pain and frustration from his position underwater, but he doesn’t need to. He can sense Halan thinking about it, and that’s enough for now.
As he relishes Halan’s pain and makes up his own soundtrack of anguished shouting to go with it, Acheron notices that his claws sink into the Lotad’s sides quite suddenly. A broad smile creeps across his face as he takes a few experimental swipes at the motionless leafduck, each one sliding through its body with ease and causing an involuntary shudder. Oh, wonderful. He isn’t solid any longer. And he intends to keep it that way as long as he can.
Unaware of Acheron’s return to his former intangible state and determined to keep laying into him, Halan tries struggling with the rocks once again. He finally manages to kick the rock holding his left leg down away, and with a little more effort finally gets the rock on his back to roll off. It lands on his tail as it goes, and it ends up leaning on the rock that holds the poor Beautifly down in the mud, but at least Halan is rid of it. He can’t put a lot of weight on his left leg when he tries standing up; he’ll have to take it easy for a little while. Not that he needs to do a lot of moving around to put the hurt on Acheron, of course. A fourth aura sphere makes its way into the pond, and as before it makes straight for its target. This time, however, it passes cleanly through the Sableye with no ill effect whatsoever. Smirking, Acheron drifts back up to the surface and pops his head out of the water. Halan jumps when he sees that familiar evil leer directed at him from the middle of the pond; the bushes rustle as the Lotad move even further away from their home, and the remaining Butterfree and Beautifly quickly retreat to a more remote area of the meadow. Hey, Whiny Baby, Acheron jeers, poking a hand out of the water and making a rude gesture with it, you screwed up again! You totally didn’t hit me at all, you little loser! A lie, of course, but no need to tell Halan that! You have got to be the suckiest opponent I’ve ever faced! Whiny, stupid, loser, sucky, inaccurate… uh… stupid whiny baby! Halan puts his hands to his ears, trying to block out any further mocking. When that doesn’t work too well, he attempts to focus on the fact that Acheron seems to be running out of real insults. How many times has he used the words “stupid whiny baby” now? He’s losing his touch… he isn’t really worth listening to. Really. He isn’t. These thoughts give Halan a little comfort, but he still finds that old, blind rage starting to boil up inside him again.
Round Five: Close
Post-Round Stats
Team moony (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Halan (M) [Steadfast]
Health: 38%
Energy: 35%
Status: Speed -1; Taunted (3 more actions); pretty ticked off, really, and tiring to boot
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 54%
Energy: 54%
Status: Special Attack +2; sore, but has his swagger back
Arena Status: A hole several feet deep sits in the center of the field. Halan is currently standing at the water’s edge, surrounded by quite a few rocks of varying size and shape; Acheron is floating at the surface of the water in the pond’s center.
Lotad Trauma Count: 3
Beautifly Trauma Count: 1
Ref's Notes
-Really, you two, what have you got against the local wildlife? D:
-Negrek attacks first next round.
Pre-Round Stats
Team moony (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Halan (M) [Steadfast]
Health: 59%
Energy: 54%
Status: Treading water, achy and incredibly frustrated, his mood only slightly improved by the fact that he finally hit Acheron
Halan's Commands: Aura Sphere/Chill ~ Aura Sphere/Chill ~ Aura Sphere/Chill
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 84%
Energy: 66%
Status: Special Attack +2; Foresight-locked (2 more actions); highly affronted by that awful Aura Sphere and irritated with these ridiculous Lotad, but confident otherwise
Acheron's Commands: Rock Tomb ~ Psychic ~ Taunt/Calm Mind
Arena: Moonbeam Meadow
A open meadow that is bathed in moonlight. Butterfree and Beautifly can be seen flying about peacefully. Near the Meadow there is a pond that Lotads and Goldeen are be seen swimming.
Round Five: Begin!
Halan turns away from the spot he last saw Acheron and his hostage and strikes out for the shore, small but strong limbs pulling him through the water in a quick if slightly sloppy dog-paddle. He crawls onto dry land from the shallows and stops for a moment or two to catch his breath. When his lungs are sufficiently satisfied he sits down with crossed legs. The familiar sphere of bright blue light appears between his paws—most of the Butterfree and Beautifly don’t bother getting any closer this time, now they know what’s coming—and then rockets out over and into the water. Even with the unconscious Lotad still sitting on top of him Acheron cannot avoid the homing ball of aura energy; he hisses and curses as it burns away at him. Snarling, he moves the now fairly useless Lotad to the side, the better to look at the water’s edge above him. It’s difficult for him to see Halan at this distance, and the way the water bends the light at this angle certainly isn’t helping him pinpoint his target. Hoping for a lucky shot, the Sableye focuses on the wet earth in and around the pond. Rocks of various sizes are torn free of the soft soil and lifted into the air, where they hover for several moments before closing in and crashing down on the spot Acheron believes his foe is sitting at. His aim isn’t too awful given his depth and the awkward angle of refraction--most of the rocks fall around Halan, one of them smiting a Beautifly that drew a bit too close, but a few sizeable boulders hit their mark and pin the Riolu to the ground. Halan yelps as he is knocked onto his stomach and one of the rocks lands heavily on his left hindpaw, leaving it throbbing quite painfully.
Growling and scowling, Halan tries to wriggle out from the rocks pressing down on him to no avail. Really, the struggling only seems to be making the pain in his foot worse. For the time being the fighting-type gives up on his escape attempt. He doesn’t have all that much to worry about, after all. Acheron is still underwater out in the middle of the pond, and it’s not like Short, Purple and Ugly down there will be able to avoid his attack, either. Halan stretches his arms along the ground in front of them and channels his aura for a third time, and the sphere of light homes in on Acheron without fail. This elicits another furious hiss from the ghost under the water, but Acheron isn’t going to take it lying down. Or, well, floating down. His nasty, nasty plots come bubbling back to the surface of his mind and he launches another mental assault on his foe. And he doesn’t need to account for refraction this time—finding the mind of the irritated baby Pokémon is quite simple (as long as he concentrates on doing it right), and he hammers away at Halan’s brain, psychically trampling on every pain center he can think of. He can’t hear Halan’s cries of pain and frustration from his position underwater, but he doesn’t need to. He can sense Halan thinking about it, and that’s enough for now.
As he relishes Halan’s pain and makes up his own soundtrack of anguished shouting to go with it, Acheron notices that his claws sink into the Lotad’s sides quite suddenly. A broad smile creeps across his face as he takes a few experimental swipes at the motionless leafduck, each one sliding through its body with ease and causing an involuntary shudder. Oh, wonderful. He isn’t solid any longer. And he intends to keep it that way as long as he can.
Unaware of Acheron’s return to his former intangible state and determined to keep laying into him, Halan tries struggling with the rocks once again. He finally manages to kick the rock holding his left leg down away, and with a little more effort finally gets the rock on his back to roll off. It lands on his tail as it goes, and it ends up leaning on the rock that holds the poor Beautifly down in the mud, but at least Halan is rid of it. He can’t put a lot of weight on his left leg when he tries standing up; he’ll have to take it easy for a little while. Not that he needs to do a lot of moving around to put the hurt on Acheron, of course. A fourth aura sphere makes its way into the pond, and as before it makes straight for its target. This time, however, it passes cleanly through the Sableye with no ill effect whatsoever. Smirking, Acheron drifts back up to the surface and pops his head out of the water. Halan jumps when he sees that familiar evil leer directed at him from the middle of the pond; the bushes rustle as the Lotad move even further away from their home, and the remaining Butterfree and Beautifly quickly retreat to a more remote area of the meadow. Hey, Whiny Baby, Acheron jeers, poking a hand out of the water and making a rude gesture with it, you screwed up again! You totally didn’t hit me at all, you little loser! A lie, of course, but no need to tell Halan that! You have got to be the suckiest opponent I’ve ever faced! Whiny, stupid, loser, sucky, inaccurate… uh… stupid whiny baby! Halan puts his hands to his ears, trying to block out any further mocking. When that doesn’t work too well, he attempts to focus on the fact that Acheron seems to be running out of real insults. How many times has he used the words “stupid whiny baby” now? He’s losing his touch… he isn’t really worth listening to. Really. He isn’t. These thoughts give Halan a little comfort, but he still finds that old, blind rage starting to boil up inside him again.
Round Five: Close
Post-Round Stats
Team moony (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Halan (M) [Steadfast]
Health: 38%
Energy: 35%
Status: Speed -1; Taunted (3 more actions); pretty ticked off, really, and tiring to boot
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 54%
Energy: 54%
Status: Special Attack +2; sore, but has his swagger back
Arena Status: A hole several feet deep sits in the center of the field. Halan is currently standing at the water’s edge, surrounded by quite a few rocks of varying size and shape; Acheron is floating at the surface of the water in the pond’s center.
Beautifly Trauma Count: 1
Ref's Notes
-Really, you two, what have you got against the local wildlife? D:
-Negrek attacks first next round.
Phoenixsong
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(( It took me so long to figure out what SPCL stood for. I went to Wikipedia and everything (Captain Rolden International Airport, FYI). ))
All right, Acheron, that could have gone better. No worries, though; just relax where you are, drifting around underwater, and have a good calm mind. Hopefully, Halan's new leg injury will prevent him from doing any swift swimming like he did last round. Whatever the case, blast him with two psychic attacks after that; if he's all up in your grill, either dunk him underwater to teach him a lesson or fling him away from you. Just make sure he feels the (psychic) burn.
Calm Mind ~ Psychic x2
All right, Acheron, that could have gone better. No worries, though; just relax where you are, drifting around underwater, and have a good calm mind. Hopefully, Halan's new leg injury will prevent him from doing any swift swimming like he did last round. Whatever the case, blast him with two psychic attacks after that; if he's all up in your grill, either dunk him underwater to teach him a lesson or fling him away from you. Just make sure he feels the (psychic) burn.
Calm Mind ~ Psychic x2
Sylph
Take me to Wonderland
Alright Halan...this is going to be hard now that Foresight has ended...and I doubt we'll get another chance at that. I want you to go the the edge of the pond and use ThunderPunch to electrocute the ones in the water, hopefully frying the nasty gremlin in the process. Then, I want you to use Agility to hide behind a tree and start digging a hole before Acheron comes to the surface. As long as he doesn't now where you are, the less chance he can get you. Take your anger out on the ground and keep thinking about how good it will feel to watch the creeper go down. I want you to dig a underground circle around the pond, with various holes on the surface for you to pop on on. By doing this, we have more angles and will get a better chance to throw the creeper off guard and hit him with a Foresight in the future.
Thunder Punch ~ Agility to hide ~ Dig
Thunder Punch ~ Agility to hide ~ Dig
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moon-panther vs. Negrek, Round Six
Pre-Round Stats
Team moony (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Halan (M) [Steadfast]
Health: 38%
Energy: 35%
Status: Speed -1; Taunted (3 more actions); pretty ticked off, really, and tiring to boot
Halan's Commands: Thunderpunch ~ Agility ~ Dig
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 54%
Energy: 54%
Status: Special Attack +2; sore, but has his swagger back
Acheron's Commands: Calm Mind ~ Psychic ~ Psychic
Arena: Moonbeam Meadow
A open meadow that is bathed in moonlight. Butterfree and Beautifly can be seen flying about peacefully. Near the Meadow there is a pond that Lotads and Goldeen are be seen swimming.
Round Six: Begin
Halan limps a little closer to the water's edge, moving forward until he stands directly over the shallows. He scowls menacingly as he watches Acheron's head snicker at him from the center of the pond. His fist begins to crackle with electrical energy and he pulls it back, muttering to himself. This stupid mocking has just got to stop; maybe if he lights the Sableye up like a Christmas tree, he'll shut the hell up. Halan sticks his paw into the edge of the water and the electricity he has generated courses through the pond. The strength of the thunderpunch is insufficient to really do much, however; much of it has dissipated by the time it reaches Acheron's area of the pond, resulting in only a very small shock. The ghost flinches, but he doesn't pay it much mind--he's too busy floating in place and relaxing, thinking serene, calming thoughts.
Acheron appears to be far too calm and peaceful to have been fried, and this does not sit well with Halan. If he can't get rid of that awful Sableye soon he'll be in deep trouble... not to mention, his pride will take a pretty nasty hit. He is not in the mood to do any running away, certainly, but he's not sure how he can reach Acheron now... he could try swimming after him, but that didn't work so well last time (and he isn't 100% certain it's safe to get into the water after that thunderpunch, even if Acheron seems to be fine). Unable to find a satisfactory solution, Halan snarls and kicks the sandy dirt in front of him.
Still feeling oh-so-relaxed and confident, Acheron lazily reaches out with his mind and gives Halan another taste of psychic energy. After his few minutes of aquatic meditation he is really able to tap into his mental powers, and Halan falls to the ground, writhing and thrashing in more pain than he's felt all day.
Halan's head is pounding mercilessly and his vision is starting to swim. He just wants to stop, lie down, rest for a while... but he can't. Not while Acheron is still wearing that ridiculous evil rapist smile, he can't. Acheron is going to pay, Halan tells himself as he begins to dig into the soft earth again, tearing viciously at the soil and imagining each chunk he rips out is a piece of Acheron's filthy body. Must... destroy... Acheron... must... destroy... Acheron... the Riolu disappears under the ground and all that can be seen is the cast off dirt he flings out of the hole behind him. Acheron isn't really paying attention to what his foe is actually doing; he knows he's got the little brat on the ropes, and it shouldn't be much longer now. When he finally reaches out for another psychic assault, Halan isn't in the same place he was before. Only mildly annoyed, Acheron simply scans the area around the pond for anything that feels like the brainwaves of an agitated little whiny baby. And... gotcha. Even underground Halan is not safe for long, and Acheron squeezes down on his mind and his nerves with all he's got. Halan flails wildly inside the narrow tunnel, but there's no escape--Acheron has him, and the Sableye doesn't let go until he feels the Riolu's struggles come to a stop. He lets his defeated foe drop to the bottom of the hole, and Halan does not get back up.
Round Six: Close
Post-Round Stats
Team moony (2/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Halan (M) [Steadfast]
Health: 0%
Energy: 23%
Status: Knocked out!
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 51%
Energy: 37%
Status: Special Attack +3, Special Defense +1; you FAIL, stupid whiny baby!
Arena Status: A hole several feet deep sits in the center of the field, and another, smaller hole sits near the pond. A few feet away from this hole, several rocks of varying size and shape sit at the water's edge. Acheron is floating at the surface of the water in the pond’s center.
Lotad Trauma Count: 3
Beautifly Trauma Count: 1
Ref's Notes
-Thunderpunch's damage was reduced because it wasn't aimed directly at Acheron, and electrical current doesn't travel through fresh water very well at all.
-Halan was taunted and therefore unable to use Agility.
-Halan fainted on the third action. I did take a little damage off of the second Psychic for the extra effort it took to pinpoint Halan, but it didn't require a lot of extra effort or take off a lot of extra damage because Halan isn't a Diglett and wouldn't be able to get very far in the space of an action; therefore, the damage was still enough to knock him out.
-Well. Um. Yes, I was referring to the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Leafducks, but... airports work, too, I guess...? I'll call the TSA on your ass, then...?
-moon-panther sends out and attacks first next round.
Pre-Round Stats
Team moony (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Halan (M) [Steadfast]
Health: 38%
Energy: 35%
Status: Speed -1; Taunted (3 more actions); pretty ticked off, really, and tiring to boot
Halan's Commands: Thunderpunch ~ Agility ~ Dig
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 54%
Energy: 54%
Status: Special Attack +2; sore, but has his swagger back
Acheron's Commands: Calm Mind ~ Psychic ~ Psychic
Arena: Moonbeam Meadow
A open meadow that is bathed in moonlight. Butterfree and Beautifly can be seen flying about peacefully. Near the Meadow there is a pond that Lotads and Goldeen are be seen swimming.
Round Six: Begin
Halan limps a little closer to the water's edge, moving forward until he stands directly over the shallows. He scowls menacingly as he watches Acheron's head snicker at him from the center of the pond. His fist begins to crackle with electrical energy and he pulls it back, muttering to himself. This stupid mocking has just got to stop; maybe if he lights the Sableye up like a Christmas tree, he'll shut the hell up. Halan sticks his paw into the edge of the water and the electricity he has generated courses through the pond. The strength of the thunderpunch is insufficient to really do much, however; much of it has dissipated by the time it reaches Acheron's area of the pond, resulting in only a very small shock. The ghost flinches, but he doesn't pay it much mind--he's too busy floating in place and relaxing, thinking serene, calming thoughts.
Acheron appears to be far too calm and peaceful to have been fried, and this does not sit well with Halan. If he can't get rid of that awful Sableye soon he'll be in deep trouble... not to mention, his pride will take a pretty nasty hit. He is not in the mood to do any running away, certainly, but he's not sure how he can reach Acheron now... he could try swimming after him, but that didn't work so well last time (and he isn't 100% certain it's safe to get into the water after that thunderpunch, even if Acheron seems to be fine). Unable to find a satisfactory solution, Halan snarls and kicks the sandy dirt in front of him.
Still feeling oh-so-relaxed and confident, Acheron lazily reaches out with his mind and gives Halan another taste of psychic energy. After his few minutes of aquatic meditation he is really able to tap into his mental powers, and Halan falls to the ground, writhing and thrashing in more pain than he's felt all day.
Halan's head is pounding mercilessly and his vision is starting to swim. He just wants to stop, lie down, rest for a while... but he can't. Not while Acheron is still wearing that ridiculous evil rapist smile, he can't. Acheron is going to pay, Halan tells himself as he begins to dig into the soft earth again, tearing viciously at the soil and imagining each chunk he rips out is a piece of Acheron's filthy body. Must... destroy... Acheron... must... destroy... Acheron... the Riolu disappears under the ground and all that can be seen is the cast off dirt he flings out of the hole behind him. Acheron isn't really paying attention to what his foe is actually doing; he knows he's got the little brat on the ropes, and it shouldn't be much longer now. When he finally reaches out for another psychic assault, Halan isn't in the same place he was before. Only mildly annoyed, Acheron simply scans the area around the pond for anything that feels like the brainwaves of an agitated little whiny baby. And... gotcha. Even underground Halan is not safe for long, and Acheron squeezes down on his mind and his nerves with all he's got. Halan flails wildly inside the narrow tunnel, but there's no escape--Acheron has him, and the Sableye doesn't let go until he feels the Riolu's struggles come to a stop. He lets his defeated foe drop to the bottom of the hole, and Halan does not get back up.
Round Six: Close
Post-Round Stats
Team moony (2/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Halan (M) [Steadfast]
Health: 0%
Energy: 23%
Status: Knocked out!
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 51%
Energy: 37%
Status: Special Attack +3, Special Defense +1; you FAIL, stupid whiny baby!
Arena Status: A hole several feet deep sits in the center of the field, and another, smaller hole sits near the pond. A few feet away from this hole, several rocks of varying size and shape sit at the water's edge. Acheron is floating at the surface of the water in the pond’s center.
Beautifly Trauma Count: 1
Ref's Notes
-Thunderpunch's damage was reduced because it wasn't aimed directly at Acheron, and electrical current doesn't travel through fresh water very well at all.
-Halan was taunted and therefore unable to use Agility.
-Halan fainted on the third action. I did take a little damage off of the second Psychic for the extra effort it took to pinpoint Halan, but it didn't require a lot of extra effort or take off a lot of extra damage because Halan isn't a Diglett and wouldn't be able to get very far in the space of an action; therefore, the damage was still enough to knock him out.
-Well. Um. Yes, I was referring to the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Leafducks, but... airports work, too, I guess...? I'll call the TSA on your ass, then...?
-moon-panther sends out and attacks first next round.
Sylph
Take me to Wonderland
*uses ASB pokeball to return Halan* You did good Halan...sucks that you didn't beat him, but you did do a chunk of damage to the gremlin. Rest well, deary.
Now, for my next pokemon, i send out Atlanta, my female Myrid with Water Absorb. Here's her Info
Now Atlanta, I want you to go into the pond and create a thick mist, hiding you from the prying eyes of the other pokemon. Then, I want you to use calm mind to boost yourself, followed by a Shadow Ball. You live in mists and fogs, so this should be easy for you to hit the creeper, my dear.
Mist ~ Calm Mind ~ Shadow Ball
Now, for my next pokemon, i send out Atlanta, my female Myrid with Water Absorb. Here's her Info
Now Atlanta, I want you to go into the pond and create a thick mist, hiding you from the prying eyes of the other pokemon. Then, I want you to use calm mind to boost yourself, followed by a Shadow Ball. You live in mists and fogs, so this should be easy for you to hit the creeper, my dear.
Mist ~ Calm Mind ~ Shadow Ball
Excellent work, Acheron! Let's stick it to those fighting-types!
And now, for your next opponent, we're going to do something a little... okay, the same. Something a little the same.
Start off by using a shadow sneak to zip over and latch onto the back of Atlanta's head, just as you did for Halan earlier. Follow it up by reaching though the back of her skull and snatching away her calmness. Finish by firing a shadow ball of your own at point-blank range... and hopefully avoiding her own, unless she can fire around at the back of her own head. Since she's all serpenty-like, if she manages to worm around somehow and aim at you, it would be great if you could drop off her at the last moment so that she ends up hitting herself with that attack; so long as you don't stray too far, I doubt the mist will make much difference in your aiming. If not, then as long as you stay close enough to get off that shadow ball, you'll be fine.
Shadow Sneak (to back of Atlanta's head) ~ Snatch (calm mind) ~ Shadow Ball
And now, for your next opponent, we're going to do something a little... okay, the same. Something a little the same.
Start off by using a shadow sneak to zip over and latch onto the back of Atlanta's head, just as you did for Halan earlier. Follow it up by reaching though the back of her skull and snatching away her calmness. Finish by firing a shadow ball of your own at point-blank range... and hopefully avoiding her own, unless she can fire around at the back of her own head. Since she's all serpenty-like, if she manages to worm around somehow and aim at you, it would be great if you could drop off her at the last moment so that she ends up hitting herself with that attack; so long as you don't stray too far, I doubt the mist will make much difference in your aiming. If not, then as long as you stay close enough to get off that shadow ball, you'll be fine.
Shadow Sneak (to back of Atlanta's head) ~ Snatch (calm mind) ~ Shadow Ball
Phoenixsong
beep beep coming through
- Pronoun
- she/they/any
moon-panther vs. Negrek, Round Seven
Pre-Round Stats
Team moony (2/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Atlanta (F) [Water Absorb]
Health: 100%
Energy: 100%
Status: Wondering why all the sweet little Pokémon around the pond are cowering in fear
Atlanta's Commands: Mist ~ Calm Mind ~ Shadow Ball
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 51%
Energy: 37%
Status: Special Attack +3, Special Defense +1; you FAIL, stupid whiny baby!
Acheron's Commands: Shadow Sneak ~ Snatch (Calm Mind) ~ Shadow Ball
Arena: Moonbeam Meadow
A open meadow that is bathed in moonlight. Butterfree and Beautifly can be seen flying about peacefully. Near the Meadow there is a pond that Lotads and Goldeen are be seen swimming.
Round Seven: Begin
A flash of red light pulls the unconscious Halan out of his hole, and the Pokémon of the Moonbeam Meadow are glad to see that awful, violent baby go. And surely now that his opponent is gone, the rapist will have no more business here and will also leave... right?
Imagine their dismay, then, when a second flash strikes the center of the pond like a red lightning bolt, releasing a massive, serpentine creature. Atlanta the blue Myrid stretches her coils and flips her fins around in the water a bit, accidentally splashing an irate Acheron. The ghostly serpent slowly cranes her neck down to look at her opponent... only to see that she is alone in the center of the pond.
Acheron darts through the world of shadows, mumbling to himself as he goes. The stupid baby goes away, only to be replaced by a gargantuan farking sea snake? He's too tired for gargantuan farking sea snakes, dammit. And why do all of these bloody opponents have to be bigger than he is? Why can't they just pick on someone their own size? These thoughts race through the Sableye's mind as he reappears moments later, hanging in the air above Atlanta's head. He sinks his hands right into the back of the Myrid's skull as he lands, getting the best grip he can manage; it feels a little odd, clinging to another ghost-type instead of something solid like the whiny baby, and Atlanta shakes her head wildly in a bid to dislodge him, but he hangs on all the same. The serpent opens her mouth and lets out an angry hiss, spraying out a fine mist icy water droplets as she does so. The mist spreads out from Atlanta and Acheron and hovers over the surface of the lake, shrouding them both in a pale, translucent fog.
Atlanta continues to thrash and shake furiously, but Acheron simply refuses to let go. The Sableye digs in a little deeper for better purchase, his body surrounded by a dark aura as he shifts position. The aura tingles unpleasantly in the back of Atlanta's head, but she does her best to shut it out and focuses instead on relaxing. It's going to be okay... Halan wore the Sableye down before. It shouldn't be too hard to finish him off if she just keeps her head about her. Calming thoughts fill the Myrid's mind, and she begins to settle down... and then, all of a sudden, they are gone. It feels almost like something--or someone--has plucked all of her calmness right out of her head. Acheron grins as those snatched thoughts settle in his head instead, helping him ignore a little of his discomfort and further boosting his confidence.
Now furious, Atlanta flails and twists even more wildly as she struggles to reach the awful little Sableye clinging to her skull. Unfortunately, it is quite impossible for her to reach the back of her own head with the shadow ball she wants to form in her mouth. Acheron continues to sneer as more darkness forms around his hands. With his grubby little fists jammed into Atlanta as they are he finds it difficult to actually shape these shadows into a sphere, but he doesn't have to--the intense ghostly energy burning through Atlanta's head is more than enough to cause her great agony as it is. She screeches and redoubles her thrashing, waves tearing through the pond and chains clanking noisily as she goes, but to no avail; Acheron continues to dig in and sear away at her without remorse.
The bushes around the pond rustle as the Lotad scuttle even further away from the disturbance. Hanging around and hoping to get their peaceful little pond back just isn't worth it any longer.
Round Seven: Close
Post-Round Stats
Team moony (2/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Atlanta (F) [Water Absorb]
Health: 68%
Energy: 93%
Status: My HEAD
Team moony's Mist: 2 actions remaining
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 51%
Energy: 21%
Status: Special Attack +4, Special Defense +2; tired but smug
Arena Status: A hole several feet deep sits in the center of the field, and another, smaller hole sits near the pond. A few feet away from this hole, several rocks of varying size and shape sit at the water's edge. Atlanta is floating at the surface of the water in the pond’s center; Acheron is clinging to the back of Atlanta's head.
Lotad Trauma Count: 3
Beautifly Trauma Count: 1
Ref's Notes
-Atlanta did not use Shadow Ball because she can't reach the back of her own head.
-Negrek attacks first next round.
Pre-Round Stats
Team moony (2/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Atlanta (F) [Water Absorb]
Health: 100%
Energy: 100%
Status: Wondering why all the sweet little Pokémon around the pond are cowering in fear
Atlanta's Commands: Mist ~ Calm Mind ~ Shadow Ball
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 51%
Energy: 37%
Status: Special Attack +3, Special Defense +1; you FAIL, stupid whiny baby!
Acheron's Commands: Shadow Sneak ~ Snatch (Calm Mind) ~ Shadow Ball
Arena: Moonbeam Meadow
A open meadow that is bathed in moonlight. Butterfree and Beautifly can be seen flying about peacefully. Near the Meadow there is a pond that Lotads and Goldeen are be seen swimming.
Round Seven: Begin
A flash of red light pulls the unconscious Halan out of his hole, and the Pokémon of the Moonbeam Meadow are glad to see that awful, violent baby go. And surely now that his opponent is gone, the rapist will have no more business here and will also leave... right?
Imagine their dismay, then, when a second flash strikes the center of the pond like a red lightning bolt, releasing a massive, serpentine creature. Atlanta the blue Myrid stretches her coils and flips her fins around in the water a bit, accidentally splashing an irate Acheron. The ghostly serpent slowly cranes her neck down to look at her opponent... only to see that she is alone in the center of the pond.
Acheron darts through the world of shadows, mumbling to himself as he goes. The stupid baby goes away, only to be replaced by a gargantuan farking sea snake? He's too tired for gargantuan farking sea snakes, dammit. And why do all of these bloody opponents have to be bigger than he is? Why can't they just pick on someone their own size? These thoughts race through the Sableye's mind as he reappears moments later, hanging in the air above Atlanta's head. He sinks his hands right into the back of the Myrid's skull as he lands, getting the best grip he can manage; it feels a little odd, clinging to another ghost-type instead of something solid like the whiny baby, and Atlanta shakes her head wildly in a bid to dislodge him, but he hangs on all the same. The serpent opens her mouth and lets out an angry hiss, spraying out a fine mist icy water droplets as she does so. The mist spreads out from Atlanta and Acheron and hovers over the surface of the lake, shrouding them both in a pale, translucent fog.
Atlanta continues to thrash and shake furiously, but Acheron simply refuses to let go. The Sableye digs in a little deeper for better purchase, his body surrounded by a dark aura as he shifts position. The aura tingles unpleasantly in the back of Atlanta's head, but she does her best to shut it out and focuses instead on relaxing. It's going to be okay... Halan wore the Sableye down before. It shouldn't be too hard to finish him off if she just keeps her head about her. Calming thoughts fill the Myrid's mind, and she begins to settle down... and then, all of a sudden, they are gone. It feels almost like something--or someone--has plucked all of her calmness right out of her head. Acheron grins as those snatched thoughts settle in his head instead, helping him ignore a little of his discomfort and further boosting his confidence.
Now furious, Atlanta flails and twists even more wildly as she struggles to reach the awful little Sableye clinging to her skull. Unfortunately, it is quite impossible for her to reach the back of her own head with the shadow ball she wants to form in her mouth. Acheron continues to sneer as more darkness forms around his hands. With his grubby little fists jammed into Atlanta as they are he finds it difficult to actually shape these shadows into a sphere, but he doesn't have to--the intense ghostly energy burning through Atlanta's head is more than enough to cause her great agony as it is. She screeches and redoubles her thrashing, waves tearing through the pond and chains clanking noisily as she goes, but to no avail; Acheron continues to dig in and sear away at her without remorse.
The bushes around the pond rustle as the Lotad scuttle even further away from the disturbance. Hanging around and hoping to get their peaceful little pond back just isn't worth it any longer.
Round Seven: Close
Post-Round Stats
Team moony (2/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Atlanta (F) [Water Absorb]
Health: 68%
Energy: 93%
Status: My HEAD
Team moony's Mist: 2 actions remaining
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 51%
Energy: 21%
Status: Special Attack +4, Special Defense +2; tired but smug
Arena Status: A hole several feet deep sits in the center of the field, and another, smaller hole sits near the pond. A few feet away from this hole, several rocks of varying size and shape sit at the water's edge. Atlanta is floating at the surface of the water in the pond’s center; Acheron is clinging to the back of Atlanta's head.
Beautifly Trauma Count: 1
Ref's Notes
-Atlanta did not use Shadow Ball because she can't reach the back of her own head.
-Negrek attacks first next round.
Great work, Acheron. Hang tough and chill for a moment. Then, if you haven't been knocked from Atlanta's head and she isn't trying to protect herself from you, then go with a shadow ball again. If you've been dislodged and she isn't protecting herself, use an ominous wind to rip away the remainder of the mist and bring the pain. If she protects, chill again.
Last action, chill if she protects, shadow ball if you're still on the back of her head, and shock wave elsewise.
Chill ~ Shadow Ball / Ominous Wind / Chill ~ Shadow Ball / Shock Wave / Chill
Last action, chill if she protects, shadow ball if you're still on the back of her head, and shock wave elsewise.
Chill ~ Shadow Ball / Ominous Wind / Chill ~ Shadow Ball / Shock Wave / Chill
Sylph
Take me to Wonderland
Phoenixsong
beep beep coming through
- Pronoun
- she/they/any
moon-panther vs. Negrek, Round Eight
Pre-Round Stats
Team moony (2/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Atlanta (F) [Water Absorb]
Health: 68%
Energy: 93%
Status: My HEAD
Atlanta's Commands: Ominous Wind ~ Ominous Wind/Confuse Ray ~ Ominous Wind/ Confuse Ray
Team moony's Mist: 2 actions remaining
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 51%
Energy: 21%
Status: Special Attack +4, Special Defense +2; tired but smug
Acheron's Commands: Chill ~ Shadow Ball/Ominous Wind/Chill ~ Shadow Ball/Shock Wave/Chill
Arena: Moonbeam Meadow
A open meadow that is bathed in moonlight. Butterfree and Beautifly can be seen flying about peacefully. Near the Meadow there is a pond that Lotads and Goldeen are be seen swimming.
Round Eight: Begin
Gritting her teeth, Atlanta shuts her eyes, tries to ignore the Sableye digging into the back of her head and hisses something under her breath. A stiff wind picks up all of a sudden, rustling the reeds by the pond's edge and buffetting the butterfly Pokémon still hovering around in the air; a few seconds later the rushing of the wind is joined by a low, agonized moan.Acheron does his best to hunker down and avoid the blast, but the moaning, wailing wind hits him anyway, battering him and stinging him as if invisible, ghostly hands were punching, slapping and scratching at his little body. Much of the mist hovering over the pond is scattered and fades as the wind carries it across the meadow and out of sight. At last the sudden gust dies down and Acheron loosens up a little bit, allowing himself to relax now that he is in no danger of being knocked off of his perch.
The Sableye's respite is not long, however. As soon as it ended the ghostly wind picks up again, clearing more of the mist and buffeting Acheron all over again. His hands slide backwards just a smidge as he is pushed by the strong breeze, but he quickly jams them in even deeper to hold him in place. He struggles to stay in place and start gathering more shadowy energy at the same time--it's not easy, but by the time the wind stops his hands are covered in searing darkness all the same. Atlanta begins thrashing anew, churning up the once-calm pond waters into roiling waves; she redoubles her efforts to shake Acheron loose, but his hands remain firmly in place. She finally settles down, panting and feeling miserable. Acheron, though tired, continues to grin. At this rate, he should be able to get rid of Atlanta and start in on the last opponent all on his own.
The last few wisps and trails of mist over the rippling water finally fade out of existence, leaving the pond's moonlit surface clear once again.
One more gust of ominous, howling wind whistles around the two ghostly Pokémon and hammers away at the smaller Acheron. This time the wind Atlanta summons does what she wants it to--the repeated blasts and constant battering finally manage to pry Acheron off of the Myrid's head and send him plummeting into the pond. The Sableye lands in the water with a splash and continues downward for a few seconds; when he finally swims back to the surface, he seems unperturbed. His body begins to sparkle and crackle slightly as he treads water, a few tiny sparks leaping across his face and casting bright reflections in his gemstone eyes. The next thing Atlanta knows her body is assaulted by wave after wave of moderate electrical pulses; the electricity's progress is slightly hampered by the fresh water, but the negligible distance between Acheron and his target leaves the flailing, hissing Atlanta in pain all the same. Acheron paddles backward a few feet as he watches the serpentine creature writhe and splash, the better to avoid some of those lashing coils.
Round Eight: Close
Post-Round Stats
Team moony (2/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Atlanta (F) [Water Absorb]
Health: 28%
Energy: 78%
Status: No wonder Halan was so pissed off at this guy D<
Team moony's Mist: faded
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 36%
Energy: 15%
Status: Special Attack +4, Special Defense +2; finally starting to feel pretty worn down, but who cares? He's on a roll!
Arena Status: A hole several feet deep sits in the center of the field, and another, smaller hole sits near the pond. A few feet away from this hole, several rocks of varying size and shape sit at the water's edge. Atlanta is floating at the surface of the water in the pond’s center; Acheron is floating a short distance away.
Lotad Trauma Count: 3
Beautifly Trauma Count: 1
Ref's Notes
-The first two Ominous Winds cleared away most of the mist (what little was left faded naturally at the end of the second action).
-The third Ominous Wind knocked Acheron loose and into the water.
-Damn, but +4 special attack bumps up the damage output like what.
-moon-panther attacks first next round.
Pre-Round Stats
Team moony (2/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Atlanta (F) [Water Absorb]
Health: 68%
Energy: 93%
Status: My HEAD
Atlanta's Commands: Ominous Wind ~ Ominous Wind/Confuse Ray ~ Ominous Wind/ Confuse Ray
Team moony's Mist: 2 actions remaining
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 51%
Energy: 21%
Status: Special Attack +4, Special Defense +2; tired but smug
Acheron's Commands: Chill ~ Shadow Ball/Ominous Wind/Chill ~ Shadow Ball/Shock Wave/Chill
Arena: Moonbeam Meadow
A open meadow that is bathed in moonlight. Butterfree and Beautifly can be seen flying about peacefully. Near the Meadow there is a pond that Lotads and Goldeen are be seen swimming.
Round Eight: Begin
Gritting her teeth, Atlanta shuts her eyes, tries to ignore the Sableye digging into the back of her head and hisses something under her breath. A stiff wind picks up all of a sudden, rustling the reeds by the pond's edge and buffetting the butterfly Pokémon still hovering around in the air; a few seconds later the rushing of the wind is joined by a low, agonized moan.Acheron does his best to hunker down and avoid the blast, but the moaning, wailing wind hits him anyway, battering him and stinging him as if invisible, ghostly hands were punching, slapping and scratching at his little body. Much of the mist hovering over the pond is scattered and fades as the wind carries it across the meadow and out of sight. At last the sudden gust dies down and Acheron loosens up a little bit, allowing himself to relax now that he is in no danger of being knocked off of his perch.
The Sableye's respite is not long, however. As soon as it ended the ghostly wind picks up again, clearing more of the mist and buffeting Acheron all over again. His hands slide backwards just a smidge as he is pushed by the strong breeze, but he quickly jams them in even deeper to hold him in place. He struggles to stay in place and start gathering more shadowy energy at the same time--it's not easy, but by the time the wind stops his hands are covered in searing darkness all the same. Atlanta begins thrashing anew, churning up the once-calm pond waters into roiling waves; she redoubles her efforts to shake Acheron loose, but his hands remain firmly in place. She finally settles down, panting and feeling miserable. Acheron, though tired, continues to grin. At this rate, he should be able to get rid of Atlanta and start in on the last opponent all on his own.
The last few wisps and trails of mist over the rippling water finally fade out of existence, leaving the pond's moonlit surface clear once again.
One more gust of ominous, howling wind whistles around the two ghostly Pokémon and hammers away at the smaller Acheron. This time the wind Atlanta summons does what she wants it to--the repeated blasts and constant battering finally manage to pry Acheron off of the Myrid's head and send him plummeting into the pond. The Sableye lands in the water with a splash and continues downward for a few seconds; when he finally swims back to the surface, he seems unperturbed. His body begins to sparkle and crackle slightly as he treads water, a few tiny sparks leaping across his face and casting bright reflections in his gemstone eyes. The next thing Atlanta knows her body is assaulted by wave after wave of moderate electrical pulses; the electricity's progress is slightly hampered by the fresh water, but the negligible distance between Acheron and his target leaves the flailing, hissing Atlanta in pain all the same. Acheron paddles backward a few feet as he watches the serpentine creature writhe and splash, the better to avoid some of those lashing coils.
Round Eight: Close
Post-Round Stats
Team moony (2/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Atlanta (F) [Water Absorb]
Health: 28%
Energy: 78%
Status: No wonder Halan was so pissed off at this guy D<
Team moony's Mist: faded
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 36%
Energy: 15%
Status: Special Attack +4, Special Defense +2; finally starting to feel pretty worn down, but who cares? He's on a roll!
Arena Status: A hole several feet deep sits in the center of the field, and another, smaller hole sits near the pond. A few feet away from this hole, several rocks of varying size and shape sit at the water's edge. Atlanta is floating at the surface of the water in the pond’s center; Acheron is floating a short distance away.
Beautifly Trauma Count: 1
Ref's Notes
-The first two Ominous Winds cleared away most of the mist (what little was left faded naturally at the end of the second action).
-The third Ominous Wind knocked Acheron loose and into the water.
-Damn, but +4 special attack bumps up the damage output like what.
-moon-panther attacks first next round.
Sylph
Take me to Wonderland
Atlanta...this isn't going as smoothly as I hoped. But don't give up. I have more tricks up my sleeve.
I want you to dive deep into the pond and take a little rest down there to regain some HP with your ability. As your resting, think calming thoughts. Then, for the end, I want you to use Ominous Wind to knock that Creeper above the water around.
Now. If at any point the creeper comes under water to attack you, I want you to flash freeze it with a Ice Beam.
Dive and Absorb Water/ Ice Beam ~ Calm Mind/ Ice Beam ~ Ominous Wind/ Ice Beam
I want you to dive deep into the pond and take a little rest down there to regain some HP with your ability. As your resting, think calming thoughts. Then, for the end, I want you to use Ominous Wind to knock that Creeper above the water around.
Now. If at any point the creeper comes under water to attack you, I want you to flash freeze it with a Ice Beam.
Dive and Absorb Water/ Ice Beam ~ Calm Mind/ Ice Beam ~ Ominous Wind/ Ice Beam
Phoenixsong
beep beep coming through
- Pronoun
- she/they/any
moon-panther vs. Negrek, Round Nine
Pre-Round Stats
Team moony (2/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Atlanta (F) [Water Absorb]
Health: 28%
Energy: 78%
Status: No wonder Halan was so pissed off at this guy D<
Atlanta's Commands: Dive and absorb water ~ Calm Mind/Ice Beam ~ Ominous Wind/Ice Beam
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 36%
Energy: 15%
Status: Special Attack +4, Special Defense +2; finally starting to feel pretty worn down, but who cares? He's on a roll!
Acheron's Commands: Chill ~ Shadow Sneak + Shadow Ball
Arena: Moonbeam Meadow
A open meadow that is bathed in moonlight. Butterfree and Beautifly can be seen flying about peacefully. Near the Meadow there is a pond that Lotads and Goldeen are be seen swimming.
Round Nine: Begin
Atlanta angles her head down and then plunges into the water, her long body undulating and waving as it follows her underwater. The small pond isn't terribly deep, but there is enough room for the ghostly serpent to fully submerge herself with a good five or so feet of water above her head and another five beneath her. Minuscule pores on Atlanta's blue skin open up just a little wider to allow the pond's water to seep into her body, alleviating just a little bit of her pain. She glances around nervously as she relaxes, keeping an eye out for that horrible Acheron. When she looks up she can see that the Sableye is still treading water at the surface, more or less minding his own business.
And then she blinks and her foe is gone. Acheron has vanished from the surface of the pond and is now nowhere to be seen. The Sableye dives downward toward the Myrid, zipping between the shifting shadows in the pond, finally rematerializing a few inches above Atlanta's head. His clawed hands are shrouded with shifting blackness as he plunges them into the back of his opponent's skull once again, pushing in as deep as he can. Atlanta begins her bucking and thrashing anew, trying desperately to shake Acheron off as high amounts of shadowy energy burn through her head. A long stream of bubbles pours out of her mouth as she screams underwater, followed by a flash of bright blue light that sweeps across the bed as the Myrid flails around. The beam quickly freezes into thin cylinders of ice that sink slowly to the bottom, although five Goldeen that were attempting to sneak to the opposite end of the pond move a little too close and find themselves frozen to the sand before they can get out of the way. Acheron, still clinging safely to Atlanta, smiles at the icy fishsicles. What a nice show for him to watch while he rests; he is feeling pretty beat, after all.
The churning waves in the pond die down to ripples as Atlanta settles down, exhausted and in too much pain to keep up the wild thrashing any longer. Acheron remains stubbornly attached to her and she can't think of a way to shake him, so she simply allows herself to go limp under the water. Acheron takes a breather himself. He's surprised that his foe was able to hang on for this long, but he's tired now; finishing her off can wait.
Round Nine: Close
Post-Round Stats
Team moony (2/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Atlanta (F) [Water Absorb]
Health: 1%
Energy: 70%
Status: Hovering on the brink of collapse
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 36%
Energy: 10%
Status: Special Attack +4, Special Defense +2; exhausted but elated
Arena Status: A hole several feet deep sits in the center of the field, and another, smaller hole sits near the pond. A few feet away from this hole, several rocks of varying size and shape sit at the water's edge. Atlanta is underwater in the center of the pond with Acheron clinging to her back; a few feet away and below, a cluster of frozen Goldeen sits at the bottom of the pond.
Lotad Trauma Count: 3
Beautifly Trauma Count: 1
Goldeen Trauma Count: 5
Ref's Notes
-Atlanta's Ice Beam failed because, again, there was no logical way for her to reach Acheron. It's all good, though, because I got to traumatize more innocent pokeymans.
-I figured Atlanta would know better than to try Ice Beam again or to try and make wind blow underwater, so she did nothing on the last action.
-Negrek attacks first next round.
Pre-Round Stats
Team moony (2/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Atlanta (F) [Water Absorb]
Health: 28%
Energy: 78%
Status: No wonder Halan was so pissed off at this guy D<
Atlanta's Commands: Dive and absorb water ~ Calm Mind/Ice Beam ~ Ominous Wind/Ice Beam
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 36%
Energy: 15%
Status: Special Attack +4, Special Defense +2; finally starting to feel pretty worn down, but who cares? He's on a roll!
Acheron's Commands: Chill ~ Shadow Sneak + Shadow Ball
Arena: Moonbeam Meadow
A open meadow that is bathed in moonlight. Butterfree and Beautifly can be seen flying about peacefully. Near the Meadow there is a pond that Lotads and Goldeen are be seen swimming.
Round Nine: Begin
Atlanta angles her head down and then plunges into the water, her long body undulating and waving as it follows her underwater. The small pond isn't terribly deep, but there is enough room for the ghostly serpent to fully submerge herself with a good five or so feet of water above her head and another five beneath her. Minuscule pores on Atlanta's blue skin open up just a little wider to allow the pond's water to seep into her body, alleviating just a little bit of her pain. She glances around nervously as she relaxes, keeping an eye out for that horrible Acheron. When she looks up she can see that the Sableye is still treading water at the surface, more or less minding his own business.
And then she blinks and her foe is gone. Acheron has vanished from the surface of the pond and is now nowhere to be seen. The Sableye dives downward toward the Myrid, zipping between the shifting shadows in the pond, finally rematerializing a few inches above Atlanta's head. His clawed hands are shrouded with shifting blackness as he plunges them into the back of his opponent's skull once again, pushing in as deep as he can. Atlanta begins her bucking and thrashing anew, trying desperately to shake Acheron off as high amounts of shadowy energy burn through her head. A long stream of bubbles pours out of her mouth as she screams underwater, followed by a flash of bright blue light that sweeps across the bed as the Myrid flails around. The beam quickly freezes into thin cylinders of ice that sink slowly to the bottom, although five Goldeen that were attempting to sneak to the opposite end of the pond move a little too close and find themselves frozen to the sand before they can get out of the way. Acheron, still clinging safely to Atlanta, smiles at the icy fishsicles. What a nice show for him to watch while he rests; he is feeling pretty beat, after all.
The churning waves in the pond die down to ripples as Atlanta settles down, exhausted and in too much pain to keep up the wild thrashing any longer. Acheron remains stubbornly attached to her and she can't think of a way to shake him, so she simply allows herself to go limp under the water. Acheron takes a breather himself. He's surprised that his foe was able to hang on for this long, but he's tired now; finishing her off can wait.
Round Nine: Close
Post-Round Stats
Team moony (2/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Atlanta (F) [Water Absorb]
Health: 1%
Energy: 70%
Status: Hovering on the brink of collapse
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 36%
Energy: 10%
Status: Special Attack +4, Special Defense +2; exhausted but elated
Arena Status: A hole several feet deep sits in the center of the field, and another, smaller hole sits near the pond. A few feet away from this hole, several rocks of varying size and shape sit at the water's edge. Atlanta is underwater in the center of the pond with Acheron clinging to her back; a few feet away and below, a cluster of frozen Goldeen sits at the bottom of the pond.
Beautifly Trauma Count: 1
Goldeen Trauma Count: 5
Ref's Notes
-Atlanta's Ice Beam failed because, again, there was no logical way for her to reach Acheron. It's all good, though, because I got to traumatize more innocent pokeymans.
-I figured Atlanta would know better than to try Ice Beam again or to try and make wind blow underwater, so she did nothing on the last action.
-Negrek attacks first next round.
Phoenixsong
beep beep coming through
- Pronoun
- she/they/any
moon-panther vs. Negrek, Round Ten
Pre-Round Stats
Team moony (2/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Atlanta (F) [Water Absorb]
Health: 1%
Energy: 70%
Status: Hovering on the brink of collapse
Atlanta's Commands: Spite ~ Perish Song ~ Destiny Bond
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 36%
Energy: 10%
Status: Special Attack +4, Special Defense +2; exhausted but elated
Acheron's Commands: Shadow Sneak/Chill ~ Shadow Sneak/Chill ~ Shadow Sneak/Chill
Arena: Moonbeam Meadow
A open meadow that is bathed in moonlight. Butterfree and Beautifly can be seen flying about peacefully. Near the Meadow there is a pond that Lotads and Goldeen are be seen swimming.
Round Ten: Begin
Acheron barely has to move to land the decisive blow on his opponent; he vanishes but reappears almost instantly, digging his claws into the back of Atlanta's head again. The Myrid, unable to react to the sudden strike in time, simply shudders and passes out. Acheron lets go one last time and then allows himself to float up to the surface, watching as Atlanta's limp form is sucked back into a pokéball with a flash of red light. He's definitely exhausted and is glad to have a chance to rest; whether or not he's in any condition to deal with whatever moon-panther's last Pokémon might be is up for debate, but hey. Why not? He's gone through two foes with little trouble already... who's to say he can't at least put a sizeable dent in the next one?
Round Ten: Close
Post-Round Stats
Team moony (1/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Atlanta (F) [Water Absorb]
Health: 0%
Energy: 70%
Status: Knocked out!
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 36%
Energy: 6%
Status: Special Attack +4, Special Defense +2; ready to keel over but very proud of himself
Arena Status: A hole several feet deep sits in the center of the field, and another, smaller hole sits near the pond. A few feet away from this hole, several rocks of varying size and shape sit at the water's edge. Acheron is treading water at the surface of the pond, situated roughly in its center; a further away and below, a cluster of frozen Goldeen sits at the bottom of the pond. The ice surrounding the Goldeen is slowly starting to thaw.
Lotad Trauma Count: 3
Beautifly Trauma Count: 1
Goldeen Trauma Count: 5
Ref's Notes
-Atlanta fainted on the first action.
-moon-panther sends out attacks first next round.
Pre-Round Stats
Team moony (2/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Atlanta (F) [Water Absorb]
Health: 1%
Energy: 70%
Status: Hovering on the brink of collapse
Atlanta's Commands: Spite ~ Perish Song ~ Destiny Bond
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 36%
Energy: 10%
Status: Special Attack +4, Special Defense +2; exhausted but elated
Acheron's Commands: Shadow Sneak/Chill ~ Shadow Sneak/Chill ~ Shadow Sneak/Chill
Arena: Moonbeam Meadow
A open meadow that is bathed in moonlight. Butterfree and Beautifly can be seen flying about peacefully. Near the Meadow there is a pond that Lotads and Goldeen are be seen swimming.
Round Ten: Begin
Acheron barely has to move to land the decisive blow on his opponent; he vanishes but reappears almost instantly, digging his claws into the back of Atlanta's head again. The Myrid, unable to react to the sudden strike in time, simply shudders and passes out. Acheron lets go one last time and then allows himself to float up to the surface, watching as Atlanta's limp form is sucked back into a pokéball with a flash of red light. He's definitely exhausted and is glad to have a chance to rest; whether or not he's in any condition to deal with whatever moon-panther's last Pokémon might be is up for debate, but hey. Why not? He's gone through two foes with little trouble already... who's to say he can't at least put a sizeable dent in the next one?
Round Ten: Close
Post-Round Stats
Team moony (1/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Atlanta (F) [Water Absorb]
Health: 0%
Energy: 70%
Status: Knocked out!
Team Negrek (3/3 Pokémon Remaining)
Acheron (M) [Stall]
Move Mod: +Magic Coat
Health: 36%
Energy: 6%
Status: Special Attack +4, Special Defense +2; ready to keel over but very proud of himself
Arena Status: A hole several feet deep sits in the center of the field, and another, smaller hole sits near the pond. A few feet away from this hole, several rocks of varying size and shape sit at the water's edge. Acheron is treading water at the surface of the pond, situated roughly in its center; a further away and below, a cluster of frozen Goldeen sits at the bottom of the pond. The ice surrounding the Goldeen is slowly starting to thaw.
Beautifly Trauma Count: 1
Goldeen Trauma Count: 5
Ref's Notes
-Atlanta fainted on the first action.
-moon-panther sends out attacks first next round.
Sylph
Take me to Wonderland
Alright...I send out Riza, the female Pidgey with Keen Eye.
Riza, this is what we must do! Fly up to the sky and use Sunny day, then Use a Heat wave to surround yourself in flames while diving back down to attack him. If he detects/protect/anything that prevents you from your attack orders, then use Agility. Then, on the last action use Foresight.
Fly up + Sunny Day ~ Dive down + Heat Wave
or
Agility ~ Agility ~ Foresight.
Riza, this is what we must do! Fly up to the sky and use Sunny day, then Use a Heat wave to surround yourself in flames while diving back down to attack him. If he detects/protect/anything that prevents you from your attack orders, then use Agility. Then, on the last action use Foresight.
Fly up + Sunny Day ~ Dive down + Heat Wave
or
Agility ~ Agility ~ Foresight.