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Post by {WW}BetaBloodWolf7 on Jul 4, 2010 21:12:45 GMT -5
By the time the two combatants reached the first arena of the second row the distant shouts of trainers and their battles could already be heard. A young girl, her hair tied into pigtails, gazed at the other arenas and watched their battles for a few moments before suddenly realizing that the trainers had reached her.
"Oh, hi! You two are the guys for this arena, right? I'm Carla and I'll be the referee for your match. The rules are no switching, no interfering with the other battles, and no delaying your battle by not giving your pokemon an order. When I ring this bell your match will begin, ok?"
She pulled out an old cow bell and raised it above her head. Once both trainers were in position she rapidly shook it.
CLANG-CLANG-CLANG
"Begin!"
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Post by Shrouded Wolf on Jul 5, 2010 21:08:10 GMT -5
David didn't notice the referee come up or read out the rules because he was zoned out, watching the other battles that had already begun all while fumbling around with a purple and dark green pokeball in his hands. When the cow bell was sounded, he snapped to and walked over to the closer of the two locations for the trainer in his arena. Having heard the rules from the other matches, he might as well not have needed to hear them anyway.
He looked down at the pokeball in his right hand, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.
After a couple of seconds, he let the air out of his lungs and opened his eyes. He looked around for a few seconds, then set his eyes on his opponent.
"I wish you luck in this, and let the better trainer win!"
Having said that, he tossed the Dusk Ball out in front of him, and out of the bright light, came out a slightly translucent, dark purple figure. The figure had mostly white eyes, with medium blue pupils as well as a mouth of a similar blue color. Along with the figure, there were two detached dark
The pokemon looked back at his trainer. Their eyes met and both nodded to each other.
"Alright Nightmare, Time to do this. Do your best out there!"
Nightmare looked away from his trainer and towards his opponent.
"Well... Let's start this off with Taunt."
Nightmare looked onto his opponent, and his eyes glowed, momentarily turning the color of navy blue. His right claw levitated out in front of him, with one of his fingers in a "come on!" motion.
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Post by Beelzebibble on Jul 7, 2010 20:15:32 GMT -5
Jedediah the Dunsparce wriggled and shook his tiny wings out a bit. The drill performed one lazy revolution with an offbeat rattle. He settled slightly into the dirt floor of the arena. It was possible that he had completely failed to notice the Haunter's Taunt. It was equally possible that he was not yet specifically aware he was participating in a formal tournament battle in this wondrous world of Pokemon and magic.
"Jed!" Old Gideon McCrowley stomped on the ground with one frayed leather boot, kicking up a fair bit of dust, some of which no doubt ended up inside his boot by way of the massive hole through which his big toe showed. "He's teasin' yuh, Jed! Can'chyeh at least have thuh dee-censibility to reack a lil'? At least?" But the Dunsparce only batted a saucer-like eyelid. McCrowley scratched his beard in obvious discomfort. "Y'all gon' hafta fergive Jeddy-boy," he explained loudly to David. "Ain' thuh 'motional type, he ain'. Ah tried th'udder day tellin' him him wurn' fit fer no mor'n stoppin' up doors 'n' mebbe employmen' as a pay-per-wait, 'n' he din' even so much's grunt. Cain' git Jed's goat fer tryin'. Long 'n' short'f it is, thet dog won' hunt. 'Pologies, son."
Indeed, Jedediah looked no more likely to use only offensive moves for the next two to four rounds or until he switched out than a cement block did even on its worst day.
"Mebbe..." McCrowley muttered. "Mebbe do a lil' Dee-fence Curl, Jed."
At this the Dunsparce was happy to comply. He retracted his drill, pressed his perversely fairy-like wings as close to his body as possible, and tucked his head under, showing off only his brightly colored serpentine scales.
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Post by Shrouded Wolf on Jul 12, 2010 1:17:23 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry for not posting. I'm out of town atm
BIC: David didn't look happy as his pokemon's taunt was simply shrugged off
"Alright, Nightmare..."he said as he thought about what to do next and slowly rubbed his chin with his index finger and thumb.
The look on his face was slowly turning into a frown as he muttered to himself, "Huh..." then suddenly he got a slight gleam in his eyes.
"Alright, Nightmare! Don't forget to keep your distance and give up a Haze!"
With that, Nightmare slightly opened his claws. Not even a second later, the around him changed to a deeper shade of blue and his eyes glew in a crimson red. Just as that happened, the air surrounding the arena grew heavy and became, no longer transparent, but a deep shade of gray.
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Post by Beelzebibble on Jul 14, 2010 15:55:57 GMT -5
McCrowley coughed and squinted through the haze, rubbing his eyes. "City wurther!" he proclaimed in a tone of voice which suggested he was not too fond of city weather. "This's jes' 'zackly why Ah cain' stand havin' t'go visit thuh city! Y'all urbane types is pois'nin' yoselves in this heah kinda atmostpheah!"
Jedediah, too, looked uncomfortable; the Dunsparce squeezed shut his massive eyelids, but his eyes were watering slightly. His head tilted from side to side as he tried to seek out the Haunter in the fog, although whether he intended to do this by sight, smell or hearing was unclear. It might also have been unclear to him since he gave up relatively quickly.
"Whynch'yuh..." McCrowley trailed off as he saw the Dunsparce's mouth swing open unusually wide. From his toothy mouth issued a number of clear bubbles that rose up and scattered amid the haze. Jedediah's entire body was vibrating, starting from his head and moving all the way down to the spinning tail drill, but then he relaxed and closed his mouth. "Ayuh," said McCrowley. "Thet's m'boy. Wuz jes' gon' tell yuh t'do a lil' Yawn." Whether Jed had taken rare initiative and performed the move himself or whether he had simply been yawning because he was tired, McCrowley didn't happen to wonder.
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Post by Shrouded Wolf on Jul 18, 2010 15:48:15 GMT -5
David heard the Dunsparce let out a yawn, then the yawn echo from his haunter. "Hmmm," he thought to himself.
Never did like using this move too much, but... certain things just have to get done. But what am I gonna do about...
Without even thinking through what he was going to say, David said, "Alright, Nightmare. If you're gonna sleep, that's fine, but... Let's make it harder for him to find you first. Give him a double team and spread out!"
David had quite a difficult time seeing haunter himself, mostly through the occasional glimpses of the Haunter's blue aura, but within the fog, the pokemon had formed 5 copies of himself, and as he had done so, they shifted away from each other. Seconds later, David could tell that the original and its copies had fallen asleep, as even he could no longer see the mystical aura from his pokemon.
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Post by Beelzebibble on Jul 21, 2010 11:34:49 GMT -5
McCrowley scratched his bearded cheek. "Wull blow me down. Thaire's six'f'em," he observed. Which one was the original? His bleary eyes passed over each of the Haunters in turn, scrutinizing them closely. Surely the original would be the most vile and menacing specimen of the lot. McCrowley frowned. "Thet one's snorin' kinda hominously," he mumbled. "Then agin thet thur one thur's lollin' off to th'side in a awful shur-spishes manner -- aw heck Jed, I'unno, whut d'you think? Jed!"
For Jedediah's tail drill was rattling in a steady rhythm and he seemed to be drifting off himself. McCrowley threw a pebble at him which bounced square off his head and jolted him awake. In a world governed by video game abstractions this might have taken off a single hit point. "Pay at-tenshun y'ol' werm! Do thet thing y'do with thuh fency collers 'n' thuh not gittin' hert!"
Jed understood. His translucent wings fluttered briefly and a glowing old-gold sheen rolled across his snakelike scales. The Magic Coat had taken form perfectly.
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Post by Shrouded Wolf on Jul 26, 2010 13:22:11 GMT -5
The Dunsparce stood, shining through the heavy haze, as if a small knight, in temporary shining armor, fluttering his little wings.
Within the haze, resided Nightmare and his clones, that were snoozing away. Suddenly, one of them started muttering a little. Then another. Then the rest of them.
Which one is he doing? Sleep talk? Snore? Or is he just mumbling around in the sleep?
Then, the Haunters rose up from the ground, yet without their auras, and each of them just levitated there for a bit. Then the air around them, started getting slightly warped and a blue orb appeared, breaking apart into six beams, which led back to each Haunter. Then another appeared closer to the opponent and did the same thing. Then another, even closer. And closer.
Psych Up, huh? I suppose, it could be worse...
Yet, with each orb, the Haunters neared closer and closer to the ground again, clearly still asleep
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Post by Beelzebibble on Jul 26, 2010 18:13:54 GMT -5
OOC: I... don't really understand what just happened. Can you explain in other words?
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Post by Shrouded Wolf on Jul 27, 2010 23:22:38 GMT -5
OOC: What I meant to do was for the Haunter to use Sleep Talk and when I chose a move (assigned numbers and went to an RNG), he choose sleep talk, but wasn't sure on how to do it since first of all, the move chosen isn't dictated by me and second of all, the whole autoing clause. Sorry for not making it clear
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Post by Beelzebibble on Jul 28, 2010 0:12:54 GMT -5
OOC: Uh, I'm still really confused. If anything this confuses me more than ever. First off, you know you don't have to use things like random number services for RP right? There's a trust here that people aren't going to abuse moves with random effects. Second off, Bulbapedia tells me Sleep Talk can't accidentally select Sleep Talk anyway, so if that was somehow an issue... it shouldn't have been. Third off, I don't get how Psych Up enters this. Fourth off, what do you mean, "the whole autoing clause"? And fifth off -- and this was actually the original thing I was confused about -- what really just HAPPENED, in purely descriptive terms? The way you phrased it, I couldn't really visualize what was going on, so I'm having a hard time figuring out how to react. There's all this light, and something is getting closer to the opponent, or maybe the ground, or something, and I can't really figure it out. That's what I was originally asking for, an explanation of the imagery in other words.
You've thrown me, Shroud. Vitally.
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Post by Shrouded Wolf on Jul 28, 2010 0:37:29 GMT -5
OOC: Alright. Basically what happened was that my Haunter is asleep and while being asleep, he used Sleep Talk. Sleep Talk ended up randomly selecting Psych Up.
Before, I had asked Lee about how to select the "random" move since the whole movepool is available and he told me to just randomly pick a move. So I went through and assigned a number to each move and generated a random number. The one that selected was the one for Psych Up.
Also, what I meant to do was have my haunter and his double team clones imitate the ingame psych up, but trying to be more creative, basically, making it seem like the bonuses that you have, a copy of that gets drained to me.
And I've been instructed that it's bad to make the move auto-hit. Since it's affected by snatch or you might pull out something that'll prevent the move from hitting, I didn't want to say the move automatically hit, so that kinda screwed up my description.
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Post by Beelzebibble on Jul 30, 2010 15:47:21 GMT -5
OOC: Okay, thanks, I get the process behind it now. I'm still pretty fuzzy about what "Then the air around them, started getting slightly warped and a blue orb appeared, breaking apart into six beams, which led back to each Haunter. Then another appeared closer to the opponent and did the same thing. Then another, even closer. And closer" actually looks like (certainly not anything like the purely internal exercise I thought Psych Up was supposed to be. I guess I'm a fool for not expecting every attack to be described in terms of energy balls and energy beams) but I'm just gonna roll with it and if I messed up somehow let me know. "Dog my cats!" McCrowley gasped at the sight of the blue orbs approaching Jedediah. Damned, of course, if he had the faintest idea what actually happened when one of the orbs briefly enveloped the Dunsparce's form, and then when all the orbs vanished. But it certainly did look impressive. "Thet's sum move y'got thur! Whut's it even..." He couldn't figure it out! Jedediah seemed completely unharmed. Perhaps some change had been effected in the Haunter instead. But which one even was the original Haunter? McCrowley grumbled as he surveyed the copies, "Fer th'life o'me, Ah cain' till whech'f'em's thuh real thing. Jed, y'gon' hafta jes' stort Headbuttin' 'em off." Jedediah obediently tensed up, seeming briefly to shrink in length, before springing forward in the air like a snake out of a can toward the nearest slumbering Haunter, his eyelids tightened and his head lowered.
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Post by Shrouded Wolf on Aug 10, 2010 18:05:51 GMT -5
I'm guessing that during my extended absence, I've been DQ'd, since it's been over a week...
Anyway. What you interpreted the move as is fine. What I meant to do was try to imitate the move the way it's shown ingame (where it shows the area/air aroudn the pokemon getting kinda warped, but I felt like if I had left it at that, then that would be auto-ing the move on you, so... I decided to try to show the status boost copying effect to show up as as sort of a copying and draining effect where you decide if it hits or not, since it's still affected by some moves
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Post by Tout-Perd on Aug 10, 2010 20:30:16 GMT -5
OOC: It hasn't been two weeks since Pohatu's last post. You're still live, Lone. You have like three days until you hit the time limit.
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Post by Shrouded Wolf on Aug 14, 2010 21:24:24 GMT -5
Alright, feel free to DQ if you wish, since I didn't post on time, but... I've had just too much going on to really even get on my laptop
Also, if y'all don't, I'm assuming that the normal type moves affect ghosts the way they do ingame
Also, I'm assuming that the weather effects stack, not replace each other The little yellow shoe lunged its way at one of the haunters, but to its surprise, instead of hitting a solid surface, it passed clean through the haunter as the pokemon flickered a little, and crashed into the ground. In turn, the haunters kept on snoozing away. All of the haunters rose off the ground once again, rose their claws into the air and their claws started glowing in a yellowish orange color and glew brighter and brighter. Seconds later, through the heavy haze, a few rays of light trickled through into the arena. As the haunters' claws stopped glowing, they lowered their claws and fell back to the ground, the harsh rays of sunshine started to heat the haze-covered arena and created what seemed to almost be a disco-ball effect on the ground for the few rays that were able to make it all the way through to the ground.
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Post by Beelzebibble on Aug 14, 2010 21:48:33 GMT -5
OOC: The second assumption is a good one. The first one is not so much. Type immunities don't get respected for the most part. It doesn't really make sense once you're thinking in real-world terms that Normal moves can't hurt Ghost-types but that all kinds of other physical attacks can. (Why, in practical and non-video-game terms, should a Headbutt pass through a Haunter when an even more concrete Iron Head or Head Smash can connect?) So we should probs agree that Nightmare and Jed can hit each other with their respective types.
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Post by Tout-Perd on Aug 14, 2010 21:59:58 GMT -5
OOC: My ruling: I'd say somebody writing a ghost has some right to ignoring some physical attacks of various types, but should treat it less like "TOTALLY IGNORE" and more like "I have some resistance to it, though a direct hit still hurts a little."
As is, I'd say we can just keep the battle as is, up to this point. No need to retract former posts or the like. But from now on, physical attacks should still have some physical interaction with ghosts, which are gaseous IIRC, and not totally on another plane of existance.
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Post by Shrouded Wolf on Aug 14, 2010 22:47:26 GMT -5
OOC: Alright, my bad, guys. Just a habit from having played the games so much...I'll keep that in mind
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Post by Beelzebibble on Aug 20, 2010 21:44:57 GMT -5
OOC: Right now I'm seeing close to 1500 pageviews for this topic and less than a hundred for any of the other tournament battles. IS WE GLITCHED?? "Gahdam," McCrowley muttered, squinting up into the hazy shafts of sunlight. "Gahdam... On' even know m'own haind furm a hamhock 'n this heah kinda wurther." He had no idea what the other trainer, David, was planning, footling about with the atmosphere like this. Any interpretation was far beyond McCrowley's mental scope. "Ah'll tail ye whut we on' need no more'f," he declared. "We on' need no more'f this havin' all 'em Hornters on thuh field. Eh, Jed? Jed." The Dunsparce, still gleaming faintly with his Mirror Coat, picked up his head to listen. "Stort gittin' rid'f'em, Jeddy-dye. Ree-member! They's most'f'em jes' coppies. Give 'em a Rollout, will yuh?" Jedediah's tail retracted into his body and his wings pressed flat against his spine. He reached his neck out and stuck the prongs on the underside of his chin into the ground, then pulled himself forward into a slow roll. After a few paces, he was slowly picking up speed, at which point he rounded unsteadily upon the Haunters and rolled toward them.
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Post by Beelzebibble on Sept 9, 2010 0:11:10 GMT -5
OOC: Hey, um, have I won by default at this point? Two weeks and all that?
And if so, can I NOT win instead, because I have no interest in sticking in this for the next round?
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Post by Shrouded Wolf on Sept 11, 2010 0:30:04 GMT -5
Sorry for not posting. I've had (and, in a way, still do, I suppose) some demons to deal with. And on top of that, I've had the start of school while not being ready to deal with it.
Finally getting into the run of things, though, so...
Anyway. If you DQ me, I'll certainly accept that. I didn't post within an allocated time period, so it is my fault. If he DQs himself, so be it. If you DQ both and just fill the slot with someone else, so be it. If we just continue this, so be it.
Idk what's going on. Your call, Lee
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Post by Tout-Perd on Sept 11, 2010 20:42:30 GMT -5
OOC: Well, Pohatu agreed to enter just to even out the numbers, so he won't DQ you, a more serious competitor. I guess, just as long as the match wraps up soon, you're fine.
On the other hand, Photu, you can't deny that Gideon rising to the top of the biggest PRP tournament ever held (or at least since the massive one on TCGPlayer) would be one of the most epic things in RP ever.
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Post by Shrouded Wolf on Sept 12, 2010 16:45:24 GMT -5
David watched the Dunsparce roll around on the field, trying to aim for the several different Haunters, while at the same time, the copies started to stir a little. At this point, the Dunsparce was almost at full speed, and going for the first copy.
Hmm... This should be interesting
The pokemon made a small hop of sorts right before reaching the Haunter and smashed clean through the illusion, causing it to vanish. The pokemon hit the ground with a thud, and kept on going towards The next copy, taking it out in a similar fashion. With the landing, one of the copies stirred up and rose from the ground and shook itself.
Wish I knew if that one was real or not...
Not even getting the chance to finish the thought, a third copy was taken out by the pokemon, almost seeming unstoppable, causing the other two sleeping copies to stir.
Thinking as fast as possible, he yelled out, "As soon as he hits again, Psychic him!"
The next hit, the pokemon didn't pass through as easily, but rather almost stalled for a bit while going through the Haunter, while the other two copies drew closer from the other sides, and as Dunsparce started rolling away, their eyes blazed a bright purple color, seemingly as if even freezing the air around everything momentarily.
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Post by Beelzebibble on Oct 5, 2010 1:09:19 GMT -5
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Post by Shrouded Wolf on Oct 11, 2010 10:45:18 GMT -5
I'm not worried about you timing out. You continue as I know you've given me more than enough of a chance when I was on my "vacation" from the interwebz
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