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brightstar-x rolled 1 20-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-20)
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 Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2011 9:40 pm
After the success of that first attack, Vulcan was relishing his moment of glory. He trotted around the Seviper, watching her anger build up… Knowing now was a good time to strike again. So he did just that... Going for the element of surprise, he attempted to leap towards the Seviper and go in for a second bite.Growlithe
Vulcan, lvl2
Jolly
Hp: 14 3 Pp: 17 Att: 8 9 Def: 7 spd: 8 Sp Att: 7 Sp Def: 7
Moves: Bite, Roar
Exp: 0/100 OOC// I may be wrong, but since I rolled a 20, my attack is now 9... Which would mean that the damage done is 10 instead of 9? Or does the 20 thing only last one round? Kind of confused. sweatdrop
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Stupid Pinata rolled 1 20-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2011 10:00 pm
 Nicolas Montague of the Guard Class-------------- "I tip my hat to you"
"We're not done yet, friend!" The lad replied, tone still good natured despite the ridicule of the voice. He didn't seem particularly bothered being insulted, whether it be because he chose to ignore the words or because he heard them yet rejected them was obvious. It was clearly the latter. Nick never was one to take things personally.
He was quick to recognize the next course of action, the Mincinno had switched back into attack mode and was once again barreling towards Edgeworth.
"Defend." Nicolas stated calmly, leaving it to the Snivy to decide how he'd block the attack. The Grass Type smirked and suddenly dropped to all fours as well, head thrust forward and parallel with his spine. He was going to take the hit, head on, and hope that by bracing himself for it in advance he'd lessen the impact. The tall boy made no comment, content to let Edgeworth continue with his strategy.
The Pokemon should know how much he can take, Edge wasn't stupid. He'd back of if it came to that, but for now he seemed relatively fine. And confident, but not so much it blinded him with arrogance.
Ooc//: Yup. Simple enough, I remember this. >3 So since the last attack missed there is no damage to either side then...
Edit: (9-3)+(7-7)= 6. Dang...my dice skills are fail. Sorry, Edgey. >_>;
1d20 (How much you are over your opponents in this area) + ( Your attack - by opponent's defensive)
"Edgeworth"
Snivy [M]
Lvl: 2 / Serious Nature
Hp: 13 /14
Pp: 17
Att: 7 Def: 7 Spd: 8 Sp Att: 7 Sp Def: 7
Moves: Tackle, Grass Pledge
Exp: 0/100
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Grey Moonfang IV rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-20)
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Grey Moonfang IV Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 8:18 am
((Correct on both matters.))
((The next part of the lesson will be the mention of the death penalty. You are already aware of this, but pokemon can and occasionally will die. Now however a Pokemon will not die unless they drop below -7 HP as that was formerly the most common point of which one used to die without taking massive damage.))
((To be clear, this means that if your Pokemon drops to -8, or anything passed that, it will die. Within 0 to -7 it will simply faint and need to be brought to a Pokemon Center or Revived.))
Edgeworth HP: 7
The leafy serpent might have known how much it could take, but it soon became clear it was not a particularly good judge of what their opponent was able to dish out. The Minccino's tail would slice into the Snivy like a freshly sharpened blade, the force of the blow itself more then enough to send the Grass-Type a little off to the side. Once the attack was finished, the Minccino immediately retreated to it's original position and awaited it's next command.
"For a Shield Potential your defense is pretty flimsy! GWAHAHAHAHAHA" The voice taunted and cackled "Defense Position Minccino!"
The moment it was given the order the Minccino moved to obey. Sweeping his tail back and forth with all haste, the petite mammal began kicking up another dust cloud as it hand done earlier!
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Lunarsun rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 8:26 am
Meinfoo
lvl:2/Relaxed
Hp: 12/14 Pp: 17 Att: 9 Def: 7 Spd: 7 Sp Att: 7 Sp Def: 7
Moves: Pound, Feint
Exp to be gained: 43
The Meinfoo moved to end it now .....as the pokemon's ears went flat. She showed her fangs before rushing her opponent with an open palm as she tries to literally bring the Growlithe to his knees. It was time for this match to end and she knew exactly how to end it ...with a single strong pound.
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Lunarsun rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 8:32 am
((you are right it should be 10 dmg, but it's not the attack that rose, but the dice roll. So instead of you rolling a 9 ....your roll this turn is actually a 10))
Though the Seviper moved out of the way as if she was controlling the pokemon's movements themselves. Her tongue darts out of her mouth as she hisses loudly ....and then snakes her head to the left and then the right. Eyes went narrowed ...as she hisses loudly and the pokemon's mouth open and her hisses continued.
She was ready to tear him apart now as she came forward with her body pose to wrap around her opponent so tightly that the pokemon couldn't even move.
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Lunarsun rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 8:39 am
Her claws dug into the girl's shoulders as she winces painfully as the winds gust. As it threaten to rip Aella from her shoulder, and as blood well up underneath each claw as she clung on until the winds would subside. The girl was in horrible pain, but she reaches over to her partner with a delicate grip.
It was over, the winds, and the disable both were disappearing at the same time as the Emolga moves to her other hand. Balanced there with the help of her tail the girl smiles dangerously at the Castform.
"Time to put an end to this."
"USE AIR SLASH!"
She declares once more as she flung the pokemon high and with her arms spread wide and the skin between them stretch tight she zoom as high into the air as she could get. The lights themselves actually acting as blinders to her deed as she flew straight towards one.
Thus, with the winds behind her to act as blinders she dove back downwards as she shot past the Castform and allowed the winds behind her to slash through her opponent once more ...if everything worked correctly.
Disable 3/3
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 8:47 am
Grey Moonfang IV 3m0x50u1 Six walked into the battle room calmly. It was time to see if fate would allow him to become a trainer and send him off into the world of pokemon. He called out to see if anyonen was in the battle room for his survival test. "Hello?"
The laughter slowed, then was followed by a brief pause. "Let's begin shall we? Would you like the Tutorial, or shall we skip to the slaughter?" "I would like the tutorial please" Six said with a strong, demanding voice, ignoring the sinister laugh that was trying to intimidate him.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 1:55 pm
Lucien strode into the room with a slow, calculated stride, his eyes taking in his surroundings, flitting from place to place, eyeing anything unusual, hiding places, anything he could use to his advantage. Renoux, his Beldum, floated silently at his shoulder, lifeless until it received his command. It lived only to serve Lucien, a fact that pleased him, and yet he maligned at the same time: he wished it would at least show a small bit of initiative.
Perhaps when it evolves, he thought dully, finishing his observation. All that was needed now was to wait for his opponent. Assuming there even was an opponent to fight. The instructions he had been given were... quite vague. Since it was the "Battle Room," he assumed he would fight something in here. Renoux shivered in anticipation at his side, drawing forth a rare smile from the Trainer.
"Hush, little one. You will have your chance soon enough."
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 2:04 pm
"Welcome to the battle room."
A voice would declares as monotone as possible. It would seem that the speaker wasn't in the room as it seems to be everywhere around him, but no where at all.
"Now to take on your final trial in joining this academy, I must ask do you want to undergo the tutorial or do you want to go straight to the battling?"
The voice declares as mechanically as possible.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 2:20 pm
Lucien was a bit startled by the voice that suddenly emanated from the room, though his only reaction was a raised eyebrow. So very startled. Lucien looked about as the voice droned on, puzzled by the technology they used to project the voice at him.
Or, perhaps, lack thereof. He waited for the space of a few moments after the voice finished. He glanced at Renoux, noting that he had not been in any real battles as of yet, and thus it was illogical to hurl him into one unprepared.
"Tutorial. We shall be as prepared as possible," he said sharply, quickly, like a military cadence.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 2:28 pm
"As you wish, but before the tutorial ...please give your pokemon the potion." "It will be unfortunate if there is a death during tutorials."
The voice would declare again. Just as dead ad before as something would shimmer to his right and a potion would appear there, and on his right there would be another shimmer as a pokemon appeared. This one was a water type as it lands on the ground and shivered once as it looks back at them with blood shot eyes.
he hadn't been getting a lot of rest lately.
"First thing you must do is call forth your pokemon in a battle."
The voice gave instructions even before the pokemon had a chance to drink the potion.
((alright to make this simple, a battle doesn't begin until both pokemon's stats are posted. So the first thing you must do is post up your pokemon's stats.))
Piplup
lvl:2/Quirky
Hp: 14 Pp: 18 Att: 7 Def: 7 Spd: 7 Sp Att: 8 Sp Def: 7
Moves: Pound, Natural Gift
Exp to be gained: 40
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 3:31 pm
Lucien raised an eyebrow again as a potion shimmered into existence to his right. Odd, he thought, just as a Piplup shimmered into existence to his left. Both eyebrows went up at that. Lucien recovered in usual form, nodding to Renoux, then over to the potion. The Beldum responded instantly, going over to the potion, and, lacking propriety, smashed it open, rolling around in it. Beldum didn't possess certain things to drink said potion, anyway.
After that, Renoux floated, dripping, over to Lucien's shoulder again. Lucien shook his head slightly, then turned to the Piplup. It was time to begin the game.
"Ready yourself, little one- the hunt is afoot."
Beldum, "Renoux"
Lvl: 2/Adamant
Hp: 14
Pp: 16
Att: 7
Def: 8
Spd: 6
Sp Att: 6
Sp Def: 8
Moves: Take Down, Zen Headbutt
Exp: 0/100
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Lunarsun rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 3:49 pm
"As you wish."
The voice declares.
"Now, so you understand, the fastest pokemon will attack first." "Your pokemon's speed determines whom will attack, and if your pokemon isn't attack your pokemon should be defending. The battle themselves run in the standard of attack defend attack defend, these are considered to be turns."
"Be fully aware of what turn you are in .... this is very important towards your victory." "So, let's begin, my Piplup is faster." "She will be attacking first, so your pokemon needs to defend."
The voice declares as the Piplup in question seemed to come alive with that statement as she would come forward with a pound attack. Her first move, as she went to slam the metal pokemon with her fin.
((Right now, all battles are pretty much a series of attacks and defends. The turns continue one after the other, so since you are defending at this point you need to roll the dice. You can find it in the Post action, and you need to roll 1 dice 20 side))
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 4:20 pm
Chain approached the battle room with a fresh sense of determination. It was here that he and his newly acquainted partner would start their life of battling.
Eager to meet his new Corphish, Tank, he didn't even wait to enter the room before letting it out of its ball.
"It's time we met, Tank!" Chain announced with a cheer.
Corphish (Male)
lvl:2/Adamant
Hp: 14 pp:16 Att: 8 Def; 8 Spd: 7 Sp Att: 6 Sp Def: 7
Moves: Bubble, Mud Sport
Exp: 0/100
Tank looked around the strange area with deap curiosity before giving a glance of acknowledgement towards his new trainer.
"Hey there! I'm your new trainer, Chain! I hope we'll get along quite-"
Chain was suprised as Tank not only ignored his introduction, but started to crawl away from him; it seemed something else had attracted his attention. Confused, Chain walked up to Tank's side and tried again.
"Uh, hey there, Tank... I know we just met but since we're going to be together from now on, I think that we should..."
The Corphish ignored him completely, continuing its patrol towards wherever he was headed.
This act pained Chain as he almost slumped to the floor.
"... I heared that if you're a weak trainer..." he whispered to himself, "the pokemon won't listen to you... does that mean I'm a weak trainer???"
He revived a bit as he noticed Tank change his course towards the battle room and followed inside.
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thegoodsamaritan rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 4:36 pm
Lucien nodded at the Voice's instructions, then watched as the Piplup staggered forward to attack with a Pound. Lucien smiled at the small Pokemon's persistence, but it was futile- Renoux was far too strong-bodied for the Piplup to even scratch it. But still, he was going to let it try.
"Renoux... brace yourself, little one. Let her see how futile her gesture really is." Renoux obliged, seeming to tense up slightly (though it was hard to tell), awaiting the Piplup's impact.
=~=
Beldum, "Renoux"
Lvl: 2/Adamant
Hp: 14
Pp: 16
Att: 7
Def: 8
Spd: 6
Sp Att: 6
Sp Def: 8
Moves: Take Down, Zen Headbutt
Exp: 0/100
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