My net connection was down all day Friday, sorry about that. And after trying to adapt one of my other battles to make this one (my template doesn't work since the forum switch, have to make a new one and I'm lazy :p) I realize that copy/pasting each and every round makes a lot of extra clutter. I had to delete a good 15 extra color tags, apparently the forum randomly creates more of them when you copy/paste. I'll still do it since its the easiest way, but thats really silly.
The_Missing_Link vs Dragonis
Round 1
*Pre-Round*
Ares
(Male)
100% HP / 100% EP
Status: Ready
Toxic ~ Thunderbolt ~ Sludge Bomb
Hailee
(Female)
100% HP / 100% EP
Status: Psyched
Hail ~ Faint Attack ~ Shadow Ball
Sub: Screech
Arena Status: All is calm
*Battle*
The battle begins as the two trainers take their places on either side of the popular Indigo Stadium. They eye one another momentarily, and then The_Missing_Link pulls out a pokeball. She hurls the device into the air, and it opens as a white lite emits from it. The light shapes into an orb, and as it fades a violet mist cloud forms around the black pokemon. The spectre grins, hovering effortlessly in midair. The challenger, Dragonis, smiles before letting his own pokeball fly. His is tossed at the ground, and the resaulting flash releases a lithe black weasel. Hailee immedietly extends her large claws, ready for a fight. The trainers give their commands to these two darkness dwellers, and in moments the fight is underway.
Focusing initially on the conditions of the arena, Sneasel lowers her arms and shuts her eyelids. With the utmost concentration, she beckons to the sky with her icy power. Her body is surrounded by a light blue glow, and a cover of clouds move over the arena. The mousiture in the air freezes into ice, which then begins to fall down on the stadium. The storm intensifies, and Hailee opens her eyes, grinning and apparently true to her name. Ares is oblivious to the hail, having already started his own attack. Mixing chemicals within his body into a deadly stew, he lets out a sinister cackle as his mouth opens wide. From his jaws the spectre spews a gloppy purple liquid, which soon splatters across Hailee's head. She screechs, scraping the gunk to the ground with her claws, but to little avail. The highly toxic gunk seeps into her pores fast, and she immedietly feels a faint sting through her body. Her ghostly opponent revels in the success of his attack, but is uncomfortable himself as the falling ice bits pass through his fragile body.
Forcing the internal pains to the back of her mind, Hailee moves right on to her next attack. Her body easily melts into the realm of shadows, cloaking her from the eyes of all. Cautious but swiftly, she creeps toward her unsuspecting foe with malice. Gastly is expectent of her disappearing act, however, and instead of panicking floats up into the air while building a surge of electricity through his misty covering. Sneasel's agility serves her well, however, and the invisible weasel leaps rather easily up to the floating ghost before he gets too high. Feeling Hailee's body ram through him, slamming into his ever-present ethereal form, the ghost type yelps in suprise and shudders. Hailee emerges from the darkness and lands gracefully back on the ground. Still sparking with power, Ares turns downward and blasts a bolt of electricity at Sneasel. The golden energy streaks downward and hits the ice type dead on, and she shrieks while the current flows through her cells.
The power surge soon subsides, and Hailee glares up at Ares while positioning her arms adjascent to one another. Drawing in power with much the same composition as Gastly himself, a black sphere forms between her hands, growing in size. The energetic orb pulsates with an eerie glow as it enlarges. When it reaches a considerable radius, Hailee crys out and flings the ball forward with a swipe of her claw. Gastly closes his eyes as the inky projectile crashes into him, exploding and sending the built up spirit energy radiating outward. Ghostly energies colliding, he feels as though his form is ripped in two. When the attack is over, he opens his eyelids, wincing in pain but prepared to counterattack. The poisons inside begin to mix again, this time geared towards acidity and destructive power. He spits a rounded mass of poison which speeds downward. The corrosive liquid bursts over Hailee, nearly knocking her over with the force and creating a rain of sludge around her. She stumbles back, wimpering from the burning acid.
Sneasel shakes off most of the sludge, though bits of it stick to her body. She is further pained by the poison already inflicted on her, already starting to circulate through her. Meanwhile the floating Ares tries his best to avoid the falling hail, but without any place to hide in the arena has little success. The trainers shield their heads against the ice and ponder about what moves to use next.
*Post-Round*
Ares
(Male)
76% HP / 88% EP
Status: Uncomfortable, mildly annoyed
Hailee
(Female)
80% HP / 87% EP
Status: Intoxicated, bits of sludge on her body but feeling OK
Arena Status: Hail falling (2 rounds), sludge splattered around Hailee