Err, I told you I wouldn't be able to ref until now... guess what? I wasn't :p
ROUND 1 – BBallfan1 vs. Deck Knight
Pre-battle:
This battle begins between two distinctly different members of this little piece of Styx (or the other word that always gets censored out, if you prefer, although both would seem to have almost the same meaning) known as ASB. One is an unspoiled, fresh-picked newbie, while his opponent would appear to be none other than the grumpy old demented man known as Deck Knight. Not oddly, he would seem to hate everything about this place except for winning battles, along with a certain other female trainer who I will refrain from mentioning here.
No matter, though, as they themselves will not be the ones fighting today. As the glare from both pokeballs fades, a hovering batch of computer code finds itself matched up with a yellow psychic elephant. *clears his eyes* Pink elephants... o_o; I must be drunk... but if I am drunk, then there's no such thing as this battle right now, and I am wasting my time by reffing something that doesn't exist. But, then, why would there be a need for the job of "ref" to even exist? But... *collapses in an endless mental loop of drunkenness*
Ehm... moving on
The combatants:
Hephaestus (Porygon): 100%, fine
Slumber (Drowzee M): 100%, fine
Commands:
BBallfan1: Thunder Wave, Conversion (Dark), Ice Beam
Deck Knight: Substitute, Psychic, Hypnosis
FIGHT!
With a quiet sort of beep, Hephaestus' body begins to crackle lightly with a surge of electricity. Slumber stares it down without giving even the slightest indication that he cares one way or the other, as the wave of energy passes over him. But something's not quite right here... Slumber did not even flinch. This is supposed to be the part where he's gritting his teeth, writhing in the ground as a result of uncontrollable muscle spasms.
Hephaestus can only do so much before he must consider it a waste, and instead focuses within himself. As his foe's eyes glow a malicious shade of deep blue, his body shifts strangely... instead of a mix of the colors white, purple, and blue, he is now a single mass of solid black, silhouetted against the heat and flames of a red-hot pool of magma. Slumber blinks... what was only moments before a seemingly helpless victim is now, as far as his mind can tell, completely nonexistant.
He shall try once more... locking stares with Hephaestus, his eyes this time glow red. The Porygon remains unfazed as he blasts him with a freezing beam of ice, but all that ever reaches his target is steam and water. Instead of being frozen, Slumber is instead scalded from the heat.
Post-round stats:
Hephaestus (Porygon): 100%, currently a Dark-type, fatigue (8%)
Slumber (Drowzee M): 75%, substitute (17%), fatigue (7%)