I'd like to rekindle my abilities and hopefully get my old reffing position back (Intermediate). Hey, maybe this time I could shoot for a higher rank? Wewt!
[size=3]ST. NICK versus SCROOGE
[i]arena
a winter wonderland - snow is falling
[i]background music
bing crosby - i'm dreaming of a white christmas
prologue
SANTA / male / delibird
HEALTH 087 | 085 ENERGY
status - bruised
focus punch / ice beam / present
GRINCH / male / sableye
HEALTH 063 | 080 ENERGY
status - toxic (6% damage next round)
confuse ray / fire punch / thief
round four
The gentle, yet very cold, snowflakes continue to fall from the dark blue sky above. Both trainers, nonexistent creatures thought up to appeal to the mindset of young children whose parents don't know how to explain certain subjects, glare at one another.
The first figure, a jolly old fat man whose white, cotton-like, beard laid across his red, velvety jacket, battled with a pokémon that shared his lust for giving toys to young children. If Chris Cringle had a gray van and some candy, every child in the world would wind up missing. "Santa," he shouted to his odd-looking bird, "I want you to give that dastardly ghost a painful Focus Punch! Then, when the bastard," yes, that's right kids, jolly ol' St. Fat Man just said the "b" word; tell your parents!, "is throbbing in pain, throw at him one of your powerful Ice Beams! Finish off with Present."
Scrooge, the elderly rich man whose only purpose in life is to steal a shiny sixpence from Tiny Tim as he makes his way to the Soup Kitchen, cackles as he quickly thinks of a retalliation for his sableye. "Grinch," he mused; why his creature was named after a fictional Dr. Suess character is anyone's guess, "use Confuse Ray first so that the bird's initial attack is thwarted. Then, use Fire Punch to knock him off his feet. Finish off with Thief. Santa's got some nice things in his goody bad, and I intend to make them mine!"
With the attack volleys called out, both pokémon returned their attention to the battle at hand. While the delibird was standing comfortably as the cold winds brushed against him, Scrooge's sableye was shivering like a wet puppy in an ice chest. A horrible analogy, indeed, but it had to be said. Santa began to concentrate heavily on his right hand, which was now balled into a tiny little fist. Whilst the oddly generous bird continued to trance, Grinch menacingly made his way over to the bird with his gem-like eyes glaring into the non-gem-like eyes of his opponent. Staring without the ability to look away, Santa's concentration faded, and he just stood there with a blank expression on his face. With his opponent dazed, Grinch took this opportunity to stick out his right fist, which now glistened a firery red hue. The blazing heat began to melt away some of the freezing snowflakes before they hit the ground; Grinch's hand, now a burst of orange fire, sizzled as the melted snow dripped upon it. The raging flame was hurled into the "out-there" delibird. Santa winced in pain as the firery punch collided with his chubby belly. Like his trainer, Santa was a little on the heavy side. Snapping back into reality, Santa quickly reacted by opening up his small beak as an aquamarine-colored orb of solidified water formed. A few moments passed before the Ice Beam was shot directly at the sableye. Combined with the cold in the air, Grinch was now quite displeased. Pulling himself back up after being horribly knocked to the ground, Grinch watched as Santa pulled a nicely wrapped box from his red sack. Common sense would dictate that this was a little suspicious, but because he was a pokémon, Grinch lacked the ability to think, "hey, this looks suspicious." He had thought about obeying his greedy master's plan to pillage the gift, as well as all other gifts, but when it came down to it, the hybrid dark/ghost could only stare thoughtlessly. He didn't know how to pillage, much to the old man's embarressment. Thoughtfully, the meek delibird tossed the small package over to the sableye. Barely catching it in his two hands, Grinch carefully opened the package and looked inside. With a devilish smile upon his features, he reached into the box and grabbed a Christmas cookie, eating it without hesitation. Santa smacked himself in the forehead for handing out the wrong present.
As the round closes, the audaciously peculiar, yet interestingly serene, voice of Bing Crosby does as well. Grinch is still cold as can be, but at least he got a cookie that rephlenished his health.
[size=1][b]epilogue
SANTA / male / delibird
HEALTH 076 | 080 ENERGY
status - bruised; annoyed
GRINCH / male / sableye
HEALTH 052 | 072 ENERGY
status - toxic (9% damage next round); amused
Amusing, that was. Here's hopin'.
[font=Palatino Linotype][i]-Grey
Re: ASB Reffing Tower
Now off to buy some presents!
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Originally Posted by Heald
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