The Preliminaries and First Round Match between Seiccan Serroc and Dr. Adelaide Robinson
its showtime! Having journeyed all the way from Barley, Seican was getting himself psyched up for the up-coming tournament. Not only was it a good way to show he was the best, but it also stood chance on raising his popularity and fan base. Bigger fan base meant more supports during his contest concerts, which in turn would pump him up for the bigger show! Not only that, but he may even be able to pull off a great idea if he had the right opponent.
"Seican Serroc has hit the stage!" he yelled out as the Makuhita facepalmed and sighed in annoyance. With the attendant looking through the paperwork, she handed him the papers to sign, and afterwards sent over to the machine to get his Pokemon adjusted.
"Attention. May Seican Serroc and Adelaide Robinson please gather at the Island Arena. You match starts in five minutes. I repeat, may Seican Serroc and Adelaide Robinson please gather at the Island Arena. You match starts in five minutes."
That was his cue. Running over to the place where the island battles were taking place. Letting himself get known by the battle coordinator, he was pointed over to the F-3 field. Running over there, he got himself set up for who he thought would be best for the arena. Setting two Pokeballs down, he had his team ready: FX, Mara, and Record.
"Seican Serroc," the judge asked as he waited for the opponent, "what is you battle preference?"
"Double, but we will also have to see what my opponent will like as well, right?" With a nod, the judge began to watch the other direction, waiting for his opponent. As for Seican, he started to play the main beat from Cowboys from Hell.
Adelaide felt like she was glowing as the announcers called out her name and redirected her to Arena F-3. She'd won! She'd actually, genuinely won a Pokemon battle, and it hadn't even been that much of a fluke! Okay, some of the manoeuvres couldn't have been pulled off without that downpour, and she really hoped her next opponent (Seiccan Serroc, which sounded like the stage name picked by a drunkard with a massive head injury) did something as daft as open with a fire attack on a Water-type, but she'd still emerged victorious! Mantyke was beaming - literally, her Signal Beam being something of a celebratory thing for her - and the others were crowded around her to congratulate her. This is... this is heaven, she thought to herself, this is how it felt when a dastardly plan came together back home. I wonder if Mum and Dad would be proud to see me here? I wonder how long it'd take Mum to conquer the world, actually, she was always better at hacking than I am...
Eventually, she and her entourage of Pokemon arrived at F-3, where a bored-looking bureaucratic-type (they were always easy to spot) looked at her through both a pair of gold-rimmed spectacles and his nostrils. "Adelaide Robinson-"
"I would prefer to be addressed as THE DEMENTED DOCTOR SPATULA!"
"... Adelaide Robinson, your opponent has already registered. You're entered for a Double Battle format, but if you prefer, a Triple or Mono Battle can be arranged." His tone indicated that this would not be a good idea.
"A Double Battle will be fine, thank you, Alistair."
That got his attention. "H-How do you know my name?"
"Facial recognition scan, hacked social network database, brief profile match, look for name, address, clothes size, buying habits, credit card details, and where your step-daughter Molly goes to school. You might want to talk to her about school, actually, she's near as dammit failing Maths." Adelaide quirked an eyebrow at the man while he spluttered. "The work of moments. Don't worry, your data is a lot safer than it was before and I didn't keep any information. I didn't want to keep the information of a mediocre bureaucrat. Though you might want to get a new credit card."
"W-W-W-Why?"
"Because I've cancelled all your other ones. I'm a mad scientist supervillain, remember? I put it on enough of the forms... now then. Down the hall?"
"Blibble."
"Excellent. Tynamo, honey, I'm afraid you have to stay here. Don't worry about a thing, the nice man will keep you company, won't he?"
"Mo," said Tynamo disgustedly. The translation, courtesy of Roxy, is sadly unrepeatable.
"Gloob," mumbled Alistair, before he collapsed backwards and started to blow bubbles with his spit.
"Well then... ladies, we ride!" With that, she jumped atop Roxy's back, Mantyke floating along at her side and Joltik tangled in her hair, and galloped out into the stadium. She liked this entrance. She was proud of this entrance. Hacking the PA network to play the Imperial March, which came from a film she knew for a fact didn't exist here, had been something of a challenge; that the challenge was mostly trying to get the PA system to acknowledge what a .mp6 file was didn't really affect her mood much.
"Respect the classics," she said to herself, before breaking into her pre-written (well, pre-scribbled) speech, amended slightly.
"CITIZENS OF PETROPOLIS ARENA F-3! I AM THE DEMENTED DOCTOR SPATULA, PROFESSIONAL MAD SCIENTIST, TRANSDIMENSIONAL PHYSICIST AND FULLY-ACCREDITED CHILDREN'S PARTY CATERER! MY WORLD-BESTRIDING LEGIONS OF TERROR, REPRESENTED HERE BY JOLTIK AND MANTYKE, WHOSE WORK YOU SAW IN MY ELEGANT DEMOLITION OF EMMANUELLE VEIGAR, SHALL SOON DESTROY YOU ALL! BUT FIRST, IT PLEASES ME TO FACE DOWN AGAINST SEICCAN SERROC, WHICH I ALMOST CERTAINLY MISPRONOUNCED AND DO NOT GIVE A FIG THAT I DID! HE SHALL KNOW THE MIGHT OF DEMENTED DOCTOR SPATULA, AND HE SHALL KNOW HIS DOOM! MWAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!"
"That was probably a little... much," said Roxy.
"Oh, no doubt, but it gives the punters someone to boo."
Seican performed a deep strum, having it echo throughout the arena. "You think youc an steal my spotlight like that? Well, I got news for you, babe! I am Seican Serroc, the next big thing out there! Feel honored that you get to take me on within this competition and that you, too, will become one of my fan girls when the night is over! Having doubts, are we? Well, let me show you why! FX, Mara, let's rock this stage!"
With his Pokeballs prepped inside of the Contest Ball Capsules, his entrances were a lot more eye-catching than the simple materialization. With FX, he prepared a Burning entrance, materializing with flame as Mara with a Flora Seal, surrounding her with pedals beforeshe landed on the lone island surrounded by water. it didn't matter who she stated with (though I am assuming it is Joltik and Mantyke), his opening was going to be the same.
"Now then, FX, Sunny Day. Mara, follow with Growth!"
The Castform shot a small red ball in the air, which not only began to clear away any clouds in the sky, but also began to redirect the sunlight onto the battlefield, and with the intense sunlight, FX began to glow blue before shifting to his Sun Form, turning into a Fire type. This was Mara's cue. With the Maractus gathering extra sunlight, the thorns on her body gave off a green hue before shooting out bigger and the flowers on her head blooming more. The doctor better know that thanks to the sun, Mara's attack and special attack have simply doubled right then and there.
"HAH! FOOLISH MURDERER OF INNOCENT GUITAR STRINGS, YOU LEAVE YOURSELF WIDE OPEN TO ATTACK! GIRLS, DEPLOY IN FORMATION AQUA FOUR-VICTOR-ONE, AND MARK YOUR TARGET WELL!" With that, Adelaide snapped her fingers and watched, half-monitoring proceedings on her cybereye as her brain worked out strategies at a frenetic pace. She knew that if her minions remained unboosted, they would stand little chance against Maractus' SolarBeam, especially since it didn't need a charge turn with the sunny weather in effect. As such, they needed to take out the laser turret - the Maractus, in Adelaide's eyes - as swiftly as possible. So she smirked, and watched, and believed.
Joltik leapt atop Mantyke's back and dug in with her claws, and the two sped off, skimming delicately across the water to reach Mara's island. As the little manta Pokemon soared into view, Joltik let out a horrible noise - specifically, a Bug Buzz that smashed into the ears of everyone in the stadium and sent the floral cactus reeling, thanks largely to a weakness to Bug-type moves on her part. Joltik's compound eyes worked well in conjunction with Mantyke's natural electrosensitivity, finding the best coverage point for the awful din and letting it savage their foes. Even so, Mantyke winced, the noise reverberating in her fins and causing some damage to sensitive parts of her brain.
The doctor could see her falter, and spoke up. "DON'T WORRY, MANTYKE! JUST LIKE WE PRACTICED! I'M STILL HERE!" With that, Mantyke growled and flipped over to cover her friend, then flopped back to show off the glowing multicoloured orb between her horns. The front flip was integral, as despite her many and varied protestations to the contrary, Joltik was a very fragile beast. The orb, on the other hand, was just showing off... until it fired. The Signal Beam sliced through the air towards the dazed-looking Maractus, Adelaide's minion's accuracy seemingly unerring... but would it connect?
Okay, it was a painful combination, but its not like Mara was a glass cannon. No, the boost was going to be good, because there was another aspect of moves that grass were known to have, and that was healing. "Mara, Giga Drain! FX, Weather Ball!" Strumming his guitar again, Mara used the strongest grass draining move by shooting out green whips of energy from the spikes on her hand, going after the Mantyke.
however, unlike trying to focus on one target, the Castform went after the Joltik with the other attack, forming a white ball in his mouth before firing it off. Right when it got into the sun;s rays, it turned orange and began to spiral with flames. It was a move that not only got power from the weather in general, but it boosted by the sun's strength and a fire user's natural ability of use. All against a small bug.
It was too bad Seican didn't have time to practice with these moves though. What he got on his list looked like a collection of great move combinations. Just sucked that testing them out could kill him in this spot.
"MANTYKE, JOLTIK, GIVE IT THE OLD SWITCHEROO!"
Warning, came a pre-recorded message from her cybereye, run through enough filters to sound like Microsoft Sam with a heavy chest infection, Switcheroo is not currently in the movepool of any of your active Pokemon. Would you like to reconsider?
"I know what I'm doing," she muttered, which garnered a surprised glance from her mighty dino steed.
And it became clear that she did. Joltik burst forward off of Mantyke's back, chittering in pain as she tanked the damage from the glowing, ominous-looking tendrils that sent fresh life force running through Maractus' xylem structures. In response, Mantyke swooped and gritted her teeth before tanking the damage from the Weather Ball. Surprisingly, it didn't hurt her that much; she guessed it was just a natural resistance to energy attacks borne from a combination of tough hide, a decent typing, and sheer bloody-mindedness.
The doctor threw back her head and laughed as insanely as she could - there had been classes for perfecting maniacal cackling in her youth. "FOOL! YOU SEEK TO DESTROY MY MINIONS? THEY OUTSMART YOU AT EVERY TURN; NOT, IN FAIRNESS, THAT SUCH INTELLECTUAL ENDEAVOURS ARE USUALLY BEYOND THEM! OR INDEED BEYOND SEVERAL SPECIES OF LEAF MOULD! BEHOLD THE POWER OF SCIEEEEEEEENCE!"
With that, Joltik snarled and pounced on Mara's bloom, bellowing her Bug Buzz right into what she assumed was the Maractus' ear. Mantyke, on the other hand, swooped over to the Castform and let loose the Air Slash she'd charged up with the energy from the little blob thingy's own Weather Ball. As the pulses of silver light smashed into the Castform's frame, Adelaide looked upon her works and smiled.
Mara cried in pain as the Joltik was being sharply loud inside her ears. Sure, FX was feeling the same pain as well, but it wasn't like he had the Joltik less than a foot above her ear! It also wasn't helping that FX was takinga beating from the Air Slash too.
"Is that your way of calling me stupid?!" Seican screamed back. "Because i will show you what happens to those who insult me! Mara, Petal Dance! FX, Fire Blast!"
With the flowers on her head spinning, they began to throw up a sort of flower pedal tornado as Mara began to spin about. Now, normally, a move like this would hit the closest target, but in this case, it would be the Joltik on top of her head that would get a full front. And since he was so persistent to get rid of the tick, he had FX shoot a five-point blast of flame at it as well... with Mara in the line of fire as well! Sure enough, the burning impact hit the Cactus Pokemon, causing her to fall over.
"Maractus is unable to battle!"
Whoops... Well, that was certainly a Seican moment there, but he had to wait for the judge's okay to send in his Ariados in a cloud of black smoke.
"YOU SEE! I HAVE NO NEED TO CALL YOU STUPID WHEN YOUR FOOLISH STAND AGAINST ME YIELDS SUCH AMUSING RESULTS! WHEN I CONQUER THE WORLD WITH MY LEGIONS OF DOOM, YOU SHALL DEFINITELY BE INSTALLED AS COURT JESTER! YOUR ANTICS AMUSE ME, THOUGH YOUR FACE MAKES MY STOMACH CHURN LIKE A BOILING SEA!"
While Adelaide was busy posturing and working the crowd, Mantyke swooped around and prodded the stunned, charred-looking Joltik with a fin tip. <Uh... J? You okay there, girlfriend?>
<What do you think,> said Joltik, before passing out.
"Joltik is unable to battle! Do your best to contain your amazement. Contestants, please send out your remaining Pokemon-"
"HAH! IT ALL GOES ACCORDING TO PLAN!" Adelaide bellowed.
"Really?" Roxy asked, a bemused expression crossing her face. "Because it doesn't really look that way. Nor does it match any of the sims we've run."
"I... IT'S DEFINITELY ALL GOING TO PLAN. I MIGHT BE MAKING THE PLAN UP AS I GO ALONG, BUT THAT'S HOW I KNOW THAT EVERYTHING IS GOING TO PLAN!"
"Any time you can stop shouting, Doctor Spatula, that'd be super..." Roxy groaned, but she scampered into the field as Mantyke tossed Joltik's limp form over to the doctor's side. This would have been an excellent beginning, but in her posturing, Adelaide had forgotten to dismount. The result was that she'd need to find a dry-cleaning salon for her lab coat.
"THIS WAS ALSO PLANNED! YES! THIS WAS TO LULL YOU INTO A FALSE SENSE OF SECURITY THAT HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THE FACT THAT I FELL OFF A DINOSAUR WHILE WEARING QUITE STUPENDOUSLY IMPRACTICAL FOOTWEAR! INDEED! Oh, let's just get on with it. MANTYKE, ROXY, COVER EACH OTHER AND PREPARE TO TAKE OUT THAT ARIADOS! IT DISPLEASES ME! ALMOST AS MUCH AS SAMPAN STIRRUP'S DEBATABLE SENTIENCE AND CAR CRASH OF A FACE! ALAKAZAMMY!"
"STAIRHEID RAMMY!" Roxy shouted back, then carried on in Poké to Mantyke. <Are you sure she knows what she's doing? You've known her longer than I have->
<Rox, hun, she knows. Maybe not consciously, but she knows. Besides, you get to cold-cock that gimmicky-ass bitch over there, so quit complaining. Arceus, I hate this damn heat...>
<I know. It'll be over soon, one way or another.>
<Yeah, it will. Let's you an' me still be here to see the end. You're my main babe, after all.> With that, Mantyke glowed, set her sights on the Castform she'd just disparaged, and forced the creature to tank another Air Slash. <See? Got him nice and softened up for you. Ain't that nice?>
((It'd be much more efficient for me to attack Record with Mantyke, but I'm not sure that Record is actually on the field yet...))
"Castform is unable to battle!" With no way to heal and the hits he had taken, FX has also fallen, setting the battle into a two-on-one situation. Still, the sun was shining bright for a good couple minutes. However, there was still one more trick up the trainer's sleeve.
"Record, Electroweb!" From the cloud of black smoke, the large spider spat out a web net, stretching over his opponent's side of the field. Now, normally this web would entangle the foesand slowing them down, but thanks to some genetics from the tick earlier, it was actually conductive, able to zap both enemies where they stood as the cloud passed away and showing off the spider.
Now jamming at his strings with hammer-ons and pull-offs, Seican began to shout, "Yes! YES! THIS IS WHAT ITS ABOUT! BEING AT THE CORNER OF DEFEAT, WHEN ALL ENDS SEEM TO BE AGAINST YOU. THIS IS WHEN THE SHOW REALLY BEGINS! NOW RECORD, ITS TIME TO CLAIM THE STAGE AS YOUR OWN, AND YOU WILL LET NO HALF-BRAINED DINOSAUR STOP YOU!"
"HAH! I SEE YOUR PUNY MIND IS SO INCAPABLE OF COMING UP WITH A STRATEGY THAT YOU RESORT TO THE TECHNIQUES OF MY OWN MINIONS!" The Imperial March fired up again and the good doctor smirked, for the thing about Electroweb was that it did a lot less damage when spread across more than one opponent. This meant that even though Mantyke had taken some damage and Roxy had paper-thin defences to begin with, they could tank the damage from the Ariados' web and still deliver an almighty smackdown to the opposing poser's spider minion.
"ROXY, BREAK THE WEB AND STICK ONE RIGHT ON THAT SPIDER'S POINTY FACE! MANTYKE, GO THROUGH AFTER ROXY AND FOLLOW IT UP WITH AN AIR SLASH!"
Roxy nodded, lowered her head, and charged, carving a hole in the spidersilk with her massive crimson head, the dome on the top spitting sparks as she charged through. Mantyke followed suit, even though to her the damage was a lot more debilitating, but still she ploughed on. Unfortunately, a trailing strand of silk caught her again, and she went down like a sack of potatoes, shivering and crying out from the pain. Roxy growled and stomped purposefully towards the Ariados, which was now chittering nervously. "See you, pal," she said dangerously, "do youse want tae take this outside, is that it?" Then she spread her tiny, stubby arms. "Oh, now would ye believe it! It would appear we're already outside! And ye ken whut that means..."
WHAM
"STITCH THA', YA WEE GOBSHITE!"
Cranidos' Head Smash is actually one of the most powerful in the world. Coming off a naturally high Attack stat and boosted by the wonderful gift that is STAB, it's capable of demolishing a brick wall. So a giant spider was unlikely to give it any trouble... and didn't.
This was only exacerbated when Mantyke struggled back to consciousness just in time to let off one last Air Slash, blasting it through the air to .
"YOU SEE? IT IS FOLLY TO STAND BEFORE THE MIGHT OF THE DEMENTED DOCTOR SPATULA! NOW, IN THE WORDS OF MY FATHER, TURN THAT BLOODY ROW OFF!" If there was one thing Adelaide loved more than anything else in the world, it was a stable wireless internet connection. By hacking into the arena's power supply systems, she redirected a huge amount of power to the noodling wannabe Van Halen's amp stack... which deafened the entire stadium for a few seconds before tripping the circuit breakers. Some of the amps did look slightly melted, but that was only to be expected.
Okay, that hurt! And what was more amazing was the Mantyke was still moving! Sure, he had the defenses, but with a 4X effective attack, previous damage, and not being known for their health, it was a bit of a surprised the baby still stood. Barely, but still stood. The worst of it was the amp he was using got destroyed! THAT WAS A RENTAL! However, being a coordinator, there was one thing he had to learn: Take advantage of timing with stubborn Pokemon!
"Psychic!" ... Nothing happen. "Hey, Record, I said Psychic!" That was when the dust cleared from the Head Smash.
"Ariados is unable to battle, which means Dr. Adelaide is the winner!" Seican's jaw dropped as his spider was plastered on the floor with his eyes covered in swirls.
Sighing, he returned his knocked out teammates before unplugging his guitar, running over to the doctor and offered his hand.
"Yeah, you kicked my ass, but that does not mean i will simply be your jester. However, I fell it should be in proper respect if I do this." Dusting off his hand, he held it out in an offer of a handshake. "Best of luck in the next round." Now only one thing rang in his head. Now how the hell am I supposed to build my fan base?
Adelaide clasped her hands together and raised them up like a boxing champ when she heard those lovely words "Ariados is unable to battle! Doctor Adelaide Robson wins!" Then, while she was busy feeding a potion with her left hand to a distinctly woozy-looking Roxy, she noticed some movement and turned around.
Seican said his piece, and she smiled. Just as expected. "Quite right. It's always respectful to wish the victor well, and it is the role of the victor to be magnanimous." She grasped his hand firmly and shook it. "I'll see you again one day, I'm sure."
"Two and one half badgers please."
"Yes, Roxy, thank you for your input."
"Shneeb," shneebed Roxy, who was beginning to look like she had a concussion.
"So, d'you need a hand in scraping your spider friend off the floor? I'm sure I could get some service drones together and - wait - drones - yes - YES! Maldon's Theorem of Artificial Cardinality! Oh, where did I put my charcoal - ah. Here. In my pocket. Come along, girls, let's find a handy bit of wall!" She belted off, her overawed team in tow, and started scribbling peculiar symbols and patterns on a table in the stadium canteen.
Such is the fate of an exile.
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