OK, Darkly, you said if I did good here, I could be a Judge. Well, here goes...
MOCK MOD CONTEST JUDGING
A reffing by your friendly neighborhood Blademaster
The Arena
We are in an open grassy stadium. The weather is normal, bright but not really hot. There is an audience on three sides, and the waiting coordinators hang around backstage.
Hello, hello, hello, TPM! Your old buddy Blademaster here, and I'm back here on the chopping block of Referees for the third and hopefully final time. They made me a Ref, then they denied me a spot as a Judge. Let's see if I can ace two out of three wins and become your newest Judge!
The crowd cheers wildly (not for the Judge, unfortunately) as the four co-ordinators take the stage, waving and smiling at their audience. Trainers and Pokemon of all shapes, sizes, colors, and what-have-you are rooting and hooting for the quartet of Mods and ex-Mods, who slip behind the stage, preparing their Appeals. The Sun is shining and the field is warm... We must be in Australia or something. Darkly, who's sponsoring this backward-ass Contest again...?
"Um... (cough) >> Andrew is, Blade..."
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RIGHT! Moving right along, let's welcome our first Coordinator: Revered ex-Mod of ASB and the literally SHARPEST of all the new ASB's Gym Leaders, please welcome Skier Daniel - AKA, RaZoR LeAf - and his Snover(M)!
The crowd cheers wildly, many an old-timer of ASB cheering as Dan and his Snover (both of whom seem a bit red in the face from the unusual February heat) take the stage, smiling and waving to the crowd. After the formalities cease, Dan backs off and removes his glasses, issuing his orders:
"Start by releasing a Mist around you! Next use a Bullet Seed high into the air! Freeze them with a Blizzard to end the appeal!"
Snover nods and trudges down onto the grassy knoll in front of the stage, where the Appeals take place. Snover shakes his shaggy coat, letting off a snowy powder that evaporates in the heat instantly, creating a cool, soothing mist that drifts around him...
RATATATATATATATATATAT!
Several audience members jump in their seats as a sound like machine gun fire rips through the knoll, the source of which is a series of seeds flying up through the center of the top of the mist, like an upside-down raincloud. As the bullets soar and gradually slow to a stop before plummeting, the dispersing Mist reveals Snover, setting the stage for him to raise his arms and conjure a frigid maelstrom of snow, ice, and wind, blowing the seeds even higher and encasing the entire magazine in an intricate network of ice and frost, like a crystal tree with glazed acorns, that hangs suspended for a fleeting moment before cracking apart and falling to the Earth.
The crowd cheers over the tried-and-true-yet-uniquely-performed Appeal, and Snover and Dan leave the stage, the Judge-in-training taking a few tips and notes from his mentor/that guy leaning over his shoulder to prevent screw-ups, jotting down a score on his clipboard.
Next to take the stage is ASB's oldest Mod still in activity, the Magician Becca, AKA, The_Missing_Link. Though she's wearing her traditional no-nonsense businesswoman face, her vibrant and flowing sorceress' costume betrays it. Easily. As her Infernape(M) steps up beside her and begins appealing to the crowd, Becca finally allows herself to smile slightly and wave to her friends and associates in the crowd for a fleeting moment, before turning back into 'business Becca' and issuing her commands:
"Sit down, cross-legged, and use a Calm Mind. Then let a Fire Spin surround you and finish by tearing out the top of the inferno with Shadow Claw!"
The minature Oozaru nods and walks onto the field, which has been cleaned of seeds and broken ice by... er... maintainence. >>
"I WILL get you back for this, Blade. 
"
Hush, Denny. Either way, Infernape sits down in classic Indian-style position and puts his middle fingers and thumbs together, as though meditating. And, indeed, he DOES seem to be exuding a calm aura... Amazing focus, that, from a Fighting-type AND a Fire-type.
Whoops. Spoke too soon: Infernape's hands, though unmoving, suddenly blaze with vivid fire, which spirals around the molten monkey, surrounding him with a twister of white-hot, shimmering flame. Several onlookers who shivered before from Snover's Blizzard now begin to sweat and fan themselves; near the front row, Crystal Tears in particular looks pretty unhappy, a literal puddle forming around her feet. The twister of flame burns hotter and grows higher, before finally a purple streak flashes diagonally across the apex of it, from the inside. A second streak intersects the first, making a glowing purple 'X' in the twister; a fraction of a second later, the 'X' explodes, revealing Infernape, claws glowing a Ghostly lavendar as they tear the Fire Spin to embers, ending the appeal.
The audience claps, a bit winded from the heat but overall impressed. Becca and Infernape bow and leave the stage, and the Judge writes his notes on the clipboard...
Third on-stage is ASB's eldest male Mod ATM, the zetta esoteric captain of the Death Gaia, the deadliest Gym in ASB... Pirate Jeff, AKA Hypotenuse Man, and his Bronzor(M)!
The crowd, being full of newer battlers, cheers even more loudly than before as Jeff takes the stage, with one familiar voice booing and throwing garbage down... and missing the stage by a nautical mile.
"Boooooooo! he's no pirate!" Charles Legend yells, reading another empty can. "Look at his Pokemon! Pirates use Tentacruels and Sharpedos and- HEY LEMME GO!"
As Charles Legend is dragged off by security guards MLG and Mystic_clown, Jeff coordinates his Appeal:
"Surround yourself in a glimmering Safeguard and maintain it for the Appeal. Next unleash a Shadow Ball up in the air and shoot it down with a Flash Cannon!"
Bronzor floats its nonexistent butt out onto the field, a sparkling bubble of translucent, rippling energy whipping around it like those shields from the Genesis Sonic games.
...You know... the ones in those silver boxes...?
<< Forget it. Anyway, the floating silver medallion spins in mid-air, the circle around its eyes glowing a deep purple, which darkens until finally it lets loose a shmmering ball of purplish-black energy. The phantom sphere flies up into the air at a high speed...
But Jeff knows his physics, and so does Bronzor: its circular face glows again, this time a silvery-white, and like before, a sphere goes flying into the air, arcing like a heat-seeking missile... Ah, but the speed of light is faster than the speed of darkness... which doesn't exist... and so, the luminous curveball veers into the path of the Shadow Ball, crashing into it and creating an almost half-and-half orb of energy, before its pressure peaks and it explodes in a shower of sparks and cold crackles, some of which hit Bronzor and spark off its barrier.
The crowd applauds the light show, and the Judge writes up his score as the stage is once again abandoned, before the final Contestant steps up...
Well, well, well, look who it is! It's the owner of ASB's largest Gym and one of ASB's longest-standing Mods, the beloved Brit Chris 2.0-... er... Chris 2.1!
The audience applauds louder and more jovially than ever before, 'cuz motherfucking Chris 2.1 is loved by EVERYBODY.
Joining Chris on-stage is his Carnivine(M), who also waves to the crowd... Wait... An icy tree... a fire Pokemon... a sturdy, hardy chunk of metal, and a blossoming plant... Darkly, what's with the four seasons Pokemon?
"What, you don't like it?"
...ANYWAY, Chris and Carnivine are ready for their Appeal:
"Launch an Energy Ball high in the air! Then destroy it with a Magical Leaf before using Swallow to eat up the glittering remains!"
Carnivine nods and slithers out onto the field, raising his leaves and conjuring what looks like a Green Kamehameha between them, before finally hurling the luminous green sphere upwards. OK, not a Kamehameha... more of a Final Shine, I suppose... Or maybe an Omega Blaster...
SLASH! SWISH! KISH!
The fuck was that? What're those red, blue, and yellow leaves spiraling around Carnivine's Energy Ball...? ...Oh, they're Magical Leaves! Very pretty, but their beauty is a bit overshadowed when the Energy Ball they lanced splits in three spots and explodes, frying the leaves and sending sparkling energy and what looks like burnt confetti fluttering down to the ground...
But wait! Carnivine finally opens those creepy-ass huge jaws of his, and immediately a vacuuming inhale can be heard, the sparkles and colored leaf bits spiraling together and being sucked into the ravenous flytrap's mouth, creating a dazzling little reverse tornado for a few moments before it finally vanishes down the jungle-dweller's hungry maw, and his jaws snap shut and he grins a toothy grin at the crowd, earning a fair amount of laughter and even more applause.
As the final duo exits the stage and the applause dies down, the Judge jots the last of his scores, which appear on the scoreboard over the stage for all to see:
Daniel
Nicely done. The classic cloak using Mist wasn't very spectacular, but combining Bullet Seed and Blizzard later on really showcased Snover's unusual dual nature, and the 'tree of ice and seeds' your Appeal created was quite a beautiful and creative attraction.
Final Score: 86/100
Becca
Again, this was a good showcasing of a Pokemon with an unusual dual type, though the 'ripping through a Fire Spin' Appeal has honestly been done to death. Ripping through it hands-on (literally), however, saved your score from dropping further.
Final Score: 73/100
Jeff
The Safeguard wasn't of much use initially, but it showed some merit in the end. Destroying one attack with another is old hat, yes, but the light-dark conflict reminded me of a yin-yang, which was cool. The resultant fireworks were also nice. All in all, not the most exciting Appeal, but still very solid.
Final Score: 81/100
Chris
This one I'm a bit torn on. It started off slow, and rather similarly to the Appeal right before it, which wasn't exactly an award-winner in and of itself. However, the reverse cyclone generated by Carnivine's insatiable mouth combined with the colors of the Leaves... This was either a very lucky Appeal or a very, very well-planned one.
Final Score: 87/100
That brings the final round of the Contest to a close, folks. Now it's time for the battle between finalists Skier Dan and Egostroker Chris! Chris, since you got the high score, you send out first and Dan attacks first.
You have 4 rounds, guys. Make 'em count, good luck, and may the best man win!
~Blade
How was that? Approvable? It better be approvable after how long it took, Darkly. 'Four minutes' my ass...
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