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Capricious Dreams Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Jul 07, 2013 7:56 pm
[↯Battle!]____________________________________________________
•[Preliminary]•[Round 1]•[Round 2]•[Final Round]
[Kyuu Ishiyama]x[SecretThunder]
[Spectators: None] xxxxxxxx✰ xLayouts xxxxxxxxxxxxxx◘Participant layouts must haves: HP, Attacks(and their effects/damage), image and name of character, shout post effect, your attack/effect/etc. dice rolls.xxxxxxxxxxxxxx◘Participants do not need: Location, no spoiler tags. Everything must be present on screen without clicking.xxxxxxxxxxxxxx◘Spectators: No post effect required and no layouts. Keeps the attention on the participants and makes it easier to follow them.xxxxxxxx✰ xBeginning xxxxxxxxxxxxxx◘A number will be generated by both sides; 1-8.The participant I put on the left will be 1,3,4,8 and the one on the right will be 2,5,6,7.xxxxxxxx✰ xOnce Rolled xxxxxxxxxxxxxx◘The person who won will start the match. Each first post must be at least 4 paragraphs; only need two after the first post.xxxxxxxx✰ xBattling xxxxxxxxxxxxxx◘Go by the battle info. system.xxxxxxxxxxxxxx◘Anything you aren't sure of and/or is not mentioned in the battle info. PM me so I can add it to the battle info.xxxxxxxxxxxxxx◘Keep trash talk and all your filth and foul in context, we are all friends outside of our characters.xxxxxxxxxxxxxx◘Intense violence and blood is welcomed.xxxxxxxxxxxxxx◘USE THE DICE! No re-rolls either. I'm keeping up with post counts and if things don't add up or if I see your numbers have changed then you are disqualified.xxxxxxxx✰ xAfter Your Battle xxxxxxxxxxxxxx◘Fall with grace and Rise with glory. Don't be a poor sport, give your new friend a hug.xxxxxxxxxxxxxx◘ Both are welcome to become spectators in the holding until the winner's next match. The holding is pretty much just a gated room under the last row of the stands.xxxxxxxxxxxxxx◘Trash talk is allowed in the holding as well, do not get too physical though.xxxxxxxx✰ xAlso xxxxxxxxxxxxxx◘HAVE FUN! This is supposed to be fun and a way to get everyone to interact with one another. Talk smack, chat, enjoy.____________________________________________________
Note ::All pokemorphs in the tournament are collared for safety. The collars will automatically snap off after you leave the tournament. Field: River. A mixture of grassy, rocky, and watery arenas in one. Nearest to the river that runs through the arena is the hard ground and loose stone, further out being richer soil and grass.
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Kyuu Ishiyama generated a random number between
1 and 8 ...
8!
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Posted: Thu Jul 11, 2013 2:44 am
Secret Thunder YOU WIN! You get to post your move first whenever you have chosen and are ready. Ready to begin? You prefer my Resistance or Doverie one? I'm fine with both.
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Posted: Fri Jul 12, 2013 8:21 am
Yami Shizune
Level 9
HP: 100/100
Shinx
Thunder Fang - Power: 65, chance of paralysis.
Night Slash - Power: 70
Discharge - Power: 80, chance of paralysis
Fire Fang - Power: 65, chance of flinching and paralysis I wanna be the very best
Keep it coming; I don't care
Times like this we have to fight
Fight till the way for our own side. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Coughing, Yami peeked his head out into the river area. Tugging at his collar, he walked and sat by the river side. He wondered what he was going to do today.
The scientists had said that it would be fun, and he could let himself go free. He could listen to his instincts. Well, he was not too sure, but apparently they seemed pleased when they had trained him for the past few days.
Yami froze. They were training him. For what? Training....no. Not training. Playing? Preparing. Seems like a better word. For the first time, a malicious grin spread across his face. He was being prepared to fight. No wonder they had trained him incessantly. To defeat all his obstacles. Now that did seem fun.
Yami shook his head. What was happening to him. He didn't like fighting. What had the scientists told him? Fighting was not good, it led to more trouble. Like his parents. They fought to protect him, and yet they died. Licking his dry lips again,he recalled that the scientists blaming it on the Resistant. Did his parents put up a good fight? Hopefully, yes. Turning his head around to the area where he was meant to fight, he wondered: Was today a death match? Or were they testing his strength? XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
 They said I'll be alright
I know where my loyalty lies
They said I'll be okay
So don't force me to obey.  Secret Thunder Chose my Doverie one cuz he's about the same level. It's kinda unfair to use one that is 3 levels higher, huh?
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Posted: Tue Jul 16, 2013 3:01 pm
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♠ Leon Pituitae ♠
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" They say anger poisons the soul...."
Health: 105
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Leon grumbled with anger as he stepped into the arena. His eyes looked tired and grumpy and his mouth was hidden under some cloth as he made a brief scan of the actually quite beautiful arena area. He sighed at the very sight of this arena, it seemed so deceptively beautiful almost as if it wasn't a place to wage battles.
He tugged at his collar forcefully, he knew he could not loosen it or remove it but he still tried unconsciously. He voluntarily agreed to this, he had to if he wanted to remain a free man. It wasn't much of a freedom he was given just a longer leash than when he was in jail. Leon was fairly clueless as to the purpose of this event as well. " Fight until you drop, if you're still standing at the last match and you win something" was the blunt explanation he received. Those scientists and their shady business infuriated Leon. " Why can't they just give a better answer to my damned questions..." he would mumble to himself with frustration as he cracked his knuckles and twisted his neck making a loud pop.
After stretching, his eyes fell to his opponent. He moved the cloth that covered his mouth down making his full face visible. He let out a long exhale letting some sort of poison gas rise from his mouth before actually speaking " You look young. What kind of f*cking tournament is this!? Matching a god damned criminal with a child" he said in a rough tone towards his opponent.
He walked closer to his younger opponent his mouth showing no expression but his eyes displayed unrivaled anger. He got into a simple fists forward fighting position, he wasn't really one for fancy fighting. " If you want to surrender... Please do. I don't want to hurt a f*cking child" he said with an actual hint of kindness in his words despite the use of foul language.
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" Well, now my body matches my soul."
Abilities:
Gunk shot - Power: 120 - Chance of poison
Venoshock - Power: 65 - If poisoned damage is 130
Pain Split - Adds both fighter HP then divides it between them.
Focus Blast- Power: 120
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Kyuu Ishiyama rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 3
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Jul 18, 2013 4:17 am
Yami Shizune
Level 9
HP: 100/100
Shinx
Thunder Fang - Power: 65, chance of paralysis.
Night Slash - Power: 70
Discharge - Power: 80, chance of paralysis
Fire Fang - Power: 65, chance of flinching and paralysis I wanna be the very best
Keep it coming; I don't care
Times like this we have to fight
Fight till the way for our own side. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Yami jumped up, and spun around, ready to attack. His heart thumping, he gazed up at the Muk. Gulping, he took a few steps back. This was his opponent? His fear was creeping in; Yami shook his head. He had to win this. The scientist had promised a little present for him if he won this round.
Yami took a deep breath. Looking straight into the Muk's eyes, he got into a battle stance. He had to win this. To show his father's spirit that he had grown and was ready to be independent. "I'm sorry. But I have to do this. I'm not surrendering. Not now or ever." Yami's eyes narrowed and he launched into the air, performing a Discharge at the Muk.XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
They said I'll be alright
I know where my loyalty lies
They said I'll be okay
So don't force me to obey.
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SecretThunder rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 5
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Jul 21, 2013 7:23 am
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♠ Leon Pituitae ♠
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" They say anger poisons the soul...."
Health: 25
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Leon nodded slightly at his opponent's response, he thought it was a stupid decision but at the same time admired the kid's bravery. As his opponent launched into the air Leon prepared himself for the attack. The discharge sent bolts of electricity flying towards Leon to which he made no effort to dodge. He clenched his teeth and stood his ground as the painful electric shock coursed through his body.
He was surprised with the ability of this kid, it was possible that he might lose this if he received any more hard hitters. Luckily he was not paralyzed and could counter attack. While his opponent was still in the air Leon inhaled a large amount of air before exhaling it quickly launching toxic black bile from his mouth preforming Gunk Shot at the opponent.
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" Well, now my body matches my soul."
Abilities:
Gunk shot - Power: 120 - Chance of poison
Venoshock - Power: 65 - If poisoned damage is 130
Pain Split - Adds both fighter HP then divides it between them.
Focus Blast- Power: 120
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Posted: Mon Jul 22, 2013 2:49 am
Yami Shizune
Level 9
HP: 0/100
Shinx
Thunder Fang - Power: 65, chance of paralysis.
Night Slash - Power: 70
Discharge - Power: 80, chance of paralysis
Fire Fang - Power: 65, chance of flinching and paralysis I wanna be the very best
Keep it coming; I don't care
Times like this we have to fight
Fight till the way for our own side. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX Yami faltered in the air, and the Gunk Shot hit him straight in the chest. Flying back, he hit a tree. "Ouch..." Yami got up. "You...win..." Yami hated to make that statement, but he had lost. That Gunk Shot was too powerful.
Getting up, he rubbed his head. He lost, and it felt painful. Would the scientist scold him now? Yami hung his head. He failed his mission....XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
They said I'll be alright
I know where my loyalty lies
They said I'll be okay
So don't force me to obey.
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