| William Rendfeld 2005-10-17, 7:32 pm |
| Round Two Toss-Up
quote:
>From the Fortree City Gym, temporarily borrowed for the sake of the
Fortree Doubles Tournament, cheers rang up from the crowd as the
gathered spectators eagerly awaited the start of the battles. As the
crowds quieted, a tall man wearing a red suit and eyepatch walked up to
the gym floor, a microphone in his hands.
"Ladies and gentlemen, it gives me great pleasure to be the judge for
this, the second round of the Fortree Doubles Tournament!" the
announcer/referee cried out as the crowds gave a cheer. "Let's give
a big welcome to our participants! From Sootopolis City, home of myths
and origins, let's welcome Peabody Lange!"
Peabody nervously walked onto the field, unconsciously straightening
himself out as he did so.
"And from the molten heights of Lavaridge Town, please welcome our
next participant, Sven Rodgers!" the announcer declared.
Sven entered the field to the crowd's applause, flexing his arms and
working up the crowd as he approached the field. _This is more like
it,_ he thought to himself as he took his place.
"Each contestant will battle with two Pok=E9mon each," the announcer
declared. "No substitutions will be allowed. The first contestant to
have their Pok=E9mon defeated loses, and the winner goes on to the next
round. All clear?"
"As clean water," Sven noted, still on a high from the roars of the
crowd.
Peabody nodded, a little worried but fairly confident of the coming
battle.
"Then let's get things started!" the ref declared. He
dramatically threw off his jacket and eyepatch and declared, "Fortree
Doubles Tournament, Round Two!"
Sven and Peabody both readied their Pok=E9 Balls.
"Ready?" the ref asked. He threw his arms in the air and cried out,
"GO!"
"Poochyena, Sharpedo, go!" Sven yelled.
"Rhydon, Starmie, I choose you!" Peabody called.
The duo's collective four Pok=E9mon emerged from their balls and stood
on the field. Poochyena shook himself madly as Jaws looked towards the
two opposing Pok=E9mon with worry.
#Well, this should be short,# Solitaire noted as it looked towards its
opponents.
"<You don't know the half of it,>" Grimlock replied smugly.
"Poochyena, Bite Solitaire!" Sven ordered. "Jaws, Dive against
that oversized rockpile!"
"Solitaire, Surf!" Peabody called. "Grimlock, Stomp!"
Grimlock marched forward towards Jaws and, bringing up one massive
rocky leg, brought it down on the smaller Sharpedo. Jaws, meanwhile,
panicked, and Crunched down on the massive Rhydon's foot instead.
As Grimlock attempted to shake off his attacker, Solitaire summoned up
a massive wall of water and sent it splashing towards both its
opponents. Grimlock managed to shake off Jaws in time to escape the
attack, and the Sharpedo took the full brunt of the blow.
Poochyena, meanwhile, escaped the attack by jumping first from the
ground, onto Jaws, and then onto Solitaire. As he contentedly smiled
with his capture, Solitaire attempted to shake the smaller Pok=E9mon
off, frantically trying to prevent the oncoming damage.
"It seems both of Peabody's attacks are largely ineffective," the
ref was quick to note.
Grimlock growled as Peabody noted, "Okay, let's try that again.
Grimlock, Earthquake! Solitaire, Recover!"
"Poochyena...just keep up with what you're doing," Sven ordered.
"Jaws, Crunch!"
Grimlock again moved first, sending shockwaves through the arena.
Poochyena, still firmly clamped to Solitaire's limb, received little
damage from the attack, much unlike the Starmie and Sharpedo. Solitaire
was next to strike, light pulsing out from its core and restorative
energy radiating out.
Jaws was next to attack as Poochyena maintained his grip upon
Solitaire. Somewhat rattled up by the recent Earthquake but still in
fair shape, Jaws bounced forward on his ventral fin, opened his mouth
wide, and clamped down on the Rhydon's arm. Grimlock managed to shake
him off after a couple seconds, but the damage was still done.
"Grimlock, Stomp again!" Peabody called. "Solitaire, Surf!"
Grimlock's eyes narrowed in irritation as he looked at his
opposition, leaving Sven to yell, "Poochyena, keep it up! Jaws,
another Crunch!"
Grimlock once again let loose with an Earthquake, tearing through the
ground and hitting both his ally and his opponent.
"Ooo, Rhydon's acting on his own," the ref noted. "That isn't
going to help much."
"Grimlock!" Peabody protested.
"What?" Grimlock asked. He pointed at a shaken, rattled, and
unconscious Jaws and said, "It get job done."
"A little too well," Peabody said, pointing to an equally shaken,
rattled, chewed-on, and unconscious Solitaire.
"Oops," Grimlock noted as Poochyena shook the unconscious Starmie,
then tossed it aside.
"Chyen!" Poochyena barked in victory before a white glow overtook
it.
"Well it's about time!" Sven cried out.
Poochyena's glowing form grew in size, his fur becoming longer and
shaggier, his ears changing shape. The glow soon faded, and the
newly-evolved Mightyena gave out a howl before shaking himself down.
Grimlock simply responded by belching out a burst of flame, totally
engulfing the much smaller canine. The flames quickly ended, and
Mightyena stood aghast.
"Mouuuuu," the dark canine barked before collapsing to the ground
unconscious.
"Both of Sven's Pok=E9mon are unable to battle!" the ref cried
out. "Peabody wins!"
"Me Grimlock bad-" the large Rhydon started before both he and
Solitaire were returned to their Pok=E9 Balls, followed by Jaws and
Mightyena.
Peabody sighed, and noted, "Here's hoping this doesn't lead to
too much trouble."
"All right!" Sven cried out in celebration. "A Mightyena, baby!
Look and weep!"
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quote:
>From a nearby bar, a blonde woman in a long blue overcoat looked up at
the screen and noted, "Looks like Peabody's stuck for a little
while longer." She took a sip from her mug of coffee, and said,
"Let's see what comes up next."
TBC?
[NS: Only makes sense to have the tournament in the Gym, don't you
think? Alex's match should be up come tomorrow.]
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