Round Nine
Lars the Turtwig (OOO)
Gorda (M)
Health: 34%
Energy: 62%
- Quite pleased with himself. Face armor badly damaged. +4 Attack, -2 Special Defense, -1 Defense
Chaon (XOO)
Valence (M)
Health: 100%
Energy: 100%
- Rather wary of his opponent.
Theod dissolves into a stream of light and is withdrawn to her pokéball, and for a moment Gorda is left contemplating an empty field, apprehensive at the thought of what Chaon might decide to send out next to oppose him. He's feeling energetic enough, but his health isn't the best; he can only hope that what's coming next isn't a grass or water type. As it turns out, though, the pokéball that plummets from Chaon's floating jelly platform releases no such beast. Instead Valence the ponyta takes shape, stamping and tossing his head as he takes shape on the cookie. The fire type looks as surprised to be facing Gorda as the rhyhorn is to see himself pitted against a fire type, but there's no arguing with his trainer; he must have some plan in mind.
Much to Gorda's irritation, his only commands are to lie low and try to chill again, leaving him completely at Valence's mercy. The rhyhorn remains where he is, eyes closed but jittery, as he tries to find his usual chilling groove so that the time he spends defenseless at least isn't wasted. Valence, meanwhile, is backing up, giving himself some space for the run-up to his next attack. Once satisfied that he's got enough room, the ponyta tenses, prepping himself for an incredible burst of speed. He leaps forward and almost immediately accelerates into an indistinct blur of motion, hurtling straight at Gorda. The rhyhorn, who has no idea that the attack has even begun, lets out a surprised snort as Valence rams into him at top speed, managing to rock his opponent sideways a bit and daze him for a moment.
While the rhyhorn blinks in confusion, trying to figure out what just hit him, Valence hobbles away on scraped legs, not entirely undamaged by his collision with the rock-solid Gorda. By the time he's worked the gingerness out of his step, Gorda has settled back into his uneasy chill. Valence ducks his head and lets out an awful wet cough, noxious fluid traveling up his throat and gathering at the back of his throat. Trotting up to Gorda, he spits the nasty fluid all over the rhyhorn's cracked face. Gorda's eyes fly open and he frantically begins rubbing his face against the surface of the cookie, trying to wipe the toxic off before it can cause him harm. It's no good, though--the noxious substance sinks down through the cracks in his armor and seeps into his bloodstream. Gorda has no choice but to give up his attempts to wipe away the toxic and settle into a fitful chill, never mind the wave of nausea creeping over him as he does so.
Lars the Turtwig (OOO)
Gorda (M)
Health: 25%
Energy: 86%
- Desperate to see some action soon. Face armor badly damaged and smeared with toxic goo. Badly poisoned (4% next round). +4 Attack, -1 Defense
Chaon (XOO)
Valence (M)
Health: 97%
Energy: 86%
- Aching knees, but otherwise okay. +1 Speed
Terrain Notes
There is a small pile of chocolate boulders beside the two battlers. Off to their left, pizza is scattered across the ground.
Final Notes
- Valence's take down did a bit more damage than normal because it was accelerated by agility, but he also took a higher percentage recoil than normal because he was essentially flinging himself against a spiky boulder.
- Gorda's chills restored less energy than normal because he was restless.
- Chaon attacks first next round.