[olympics] battle: casey vs alyssa

[katya]

Round 1
Casey (Blaziken) vs. Alyssa (Flygon)

[alyssa]

[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 320; font-size:10px; text-align: justify; border: 5px solid #000000; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.amazonaws.com/images/patterns/2048/2048203.png);background-repeat:repeat-x][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 2px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:6px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:right; width:330px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:30px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;color:000000]The air of battle stirred around her, and the life of the stadium erupting around her slowly sank back in. For the past minute, she had remained absolutely silent as the announcer explained the rules of their battle, and the terms they were expected to comply to. She had taken the time to focus on something far more important – her pokemon. With her eyes closed, she had rested her forehead against her Flygon’s, and the dragon’s breath on her chest was even hotter than normal in the summer air. It was time to focus – time to get serious. This was not the front lines of war. This was the battle she had craved for two long years since war erupted – a traditional, stadium-style battle. She would show the spectators what true battling was. She would stick to the words that had passed from her lips to her pokemon. ”Flygon” she had murmured, ”It’s time to fight like we used to – no death, no guns, no real danger. This will be fun.” The pokemon had snorted and closed his eyes in response to his trainer. ”Our time to show the world what we’re truly made of has finally come – this is what we spent those long years training in Meteor Falls for. Let’s go.” Alright, so the bit about training hadn’t been totally true, but it was close enough. Turning on her heel, the announcer’s opening was drawing to a close, and she was ready. Here, she wasn’t the Leader of Hoenn, a figure feared for destructive power that brought cities to their knees on account of Earthquakes. No, here she was Alyssa Andraste Akiyama, the woman whose girlhood dreams had been filled with striving to be one of the most famous faces in battling. This was just another obstacle to realizing that dream, and she would give it her best shot. Her stance widened and the white-haired Veteran trainer clenched her fists by her sides, just waiting for the announcer’s echoed voice to quiet down. Finally, the signal to start the battle. ”Let’s go Flygon!” she shouted, arcing her right hand from the lower left to up in the air on her right side. ”Take to the skies in an all-out offensive front! Let’s give these people a show. Use your speed and stay in the air for a barrage of Air Cutter!” Her Flygon obeyed commands instantly, zipping into the air and leveling off at about thirty feet. He was in the middle of the field within seconds. Instantly, the humming wings of the Flygon took on a light blue glow as they increased their pace. Seconds after the glowing began, light blue cresccent-shaped blades flew from the dragon’s wings, straight for the Blaziken. He didn’t hover for long, though, and instantly took off to the right, his body angled so his belly was turned to the Blaziken, allowing him to keep the attack up. Blazikens may be able to hit harder than Flygon, Alyssa thought, But they can’t fly, and Flygon are faster. Speed’ll be a key here. [/STYLE] [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: 143px; ] [/style] [style=margin-top: -45px; margin-left: -5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; opacity: .9; color: FFFFFF;]ALYSSA[/style] [style=float:right; width:330px; height: 40px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:16px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;]NOTES Flygon vs Blaziken is go MUSIC Headstrong - Trapt WORDS 510 [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: -60px;margin-left: -10px; ][/style] [style=float:right; width:170px; height: 16x; margin-top:23px; margin-left:-35px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;] CREDIT TO LUNE OF PREDORMITUM[/style][/STYLE]

[casey]

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[atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp256/doggydude24/misc/hehh.jpg); border-top: 3px solid #1F1D1F; border-bottom: 3px solid #1F1D1F; border-radius: 10px;][style=font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -3px; font-size: 30px; line-height: 30px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #DFDFDF; text-align: center;]KEEP YOU DOPED WITH RELIGION AND SEX AND TV[/style][style=text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; background-color: #1F1D1F; color: #DFDFDF; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: uppercase;]A WORKING CLASS HERO IS SOMETHING TO BE[/style] [STYLE=float: right; border-top: 4px solid #171717; border-bottom: 4px solid #171717; height: 93px; width: 95px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -5px; margin-right: 8px; color: #DFDFDF; opacity: 0.8; border-radius: 10px; padding: 5px; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 12px; line-height: 11px; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 1px;]TAGS Casey, Alyssa NOTES Thane dodged Air Cutter and used Sky Uppercut[/style][STYLE=float: right; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: 115px; margin-right: -104px; background-image: url(http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c226/stjimmy854/ikki10-2.jpg); opacity: 0.8; border-radius: 10px;][/style] [STYLE=float: right; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: 230px; margin-right: -104px; background-image: url(http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c226/stjimmy854/ikki10-2.jpg); opacity: 0.6; border-radius: 10px;][/style] [STYLE=float: right; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: 345px; margin-right: -104px; background-image: url(http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c226/stjimmy854/ikki10-2.jpg); opacity: 0.4; border-radius: 10px;][/style] [STYLE=background-color: #DFDFDF; padding: 10px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; color: #2D2014; text-align: justify; margin-left: 12px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-top: -5px; width: 283px; height: 430px; overflow: auto; opacity: 0.7;] Before he entered the field, all the kid knew was that he was going to have his first battle with the Nox leader of Hoenn. Two terms he truly didn't like to hear in the same sentence. Nox was the enemy, along with his entire family. What if she knew them? Or worse, what if they worked together frequently? Today, it didn't matter. As soon as Casey took his place along with Thane, everything fell into the perspective he needed. It was one of his few dreams to be a part of this experience. Battling without death, fighting for sport. This was what he spent late hours training for, never resting, and finishing before the sun had a chance to rise. When the war all began, that dream was halted. This moment was a chance to fight in the sunlight. He couldn't let this slip. The details of the match were heard through loud speaker, though the skater knew what to expect. "We've come a long way to get to this point." he smirked, looking up at his fiery partner. The Blaziken huffed as it's wrists shot flames. He was as ready for battle as he ever could be. "Today, there is no war. There is no blood. A clean fight, just like old times. We take our stance in the sun this time. Let's give it our best, Thane!" he shouted as he cocked his fist back, meeting it with Thane's for a brotherly fist bump And hand explosion with splosion sound effects! Thane stepped forth into the arena. The battle began, and the Flygon was in the air. For most ground-based Pokemon, this would be a disadvantage. Not for Thane. He had more than enough skill battling aerial Pokemon. The first attack was a predictable one, but one that needed to be avoided. The bird was rather weak to flying moves, ironically. "Dodge and use Mimic!" Thane hopped to the left, letting the blue blades crash into the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust to conceal the exact landing of the attacking fire type. From the debri, two eyes shined red to indicate that the Blaze Pokemon had learned, at least temporarily, the move Flygon executed. He crossed his arms over his face, swinging them toward the sky. The same blades summoned from Flygon's wings were headed it's way from a Blaziken's arms. In truth, he'd probably get pretty reliable on that attack. For now, it was his only non-physical attack, and he needed to keep his distance.[/style]

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[alyssa]

[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 320; font-size:10px; text-align: justify; border: 5px solid #000000; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.amazonaws.com/images/patterns/2048/2048203.png);background-repeat:repeat-x][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 2px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:6px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:right; width:330px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:30px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;color:000000]Flygon’s red-lensed eyes narrowed when the fiery bird-esque pokemon nimbly jumped to the side of the Air Cutter attack. The blue blades of wind crashed into the ground and split the earth, the sound of rock crumbling and ripping apart echoing in the lower rims of the stadium and the battle arena. The blue blades moved in a rotating motion for only a few seconds after they made contact with the earth before vanishing into thin air, leaving scars of impact in the ground. The Blaziken was agile, that was for sure, it would be a challenging opponent. Back on her side of the field, Alyssa remained rooted in the blue “corner” which designated her area of the battle. Her eyes watched the battle take off unblinkingly, analyzing it and the opponent based on the commands her trainer gave the pokemon. Dodge and use a counterattack...defensive maneuver. she thought, chewing her lip. As a Blaziken it’s likely to mostly concentrate its attacks on physical moves rather than long-range ones...though it’s a Fire-type so the possibility is still open. It would be smartest for Flygon to stay in the air and keep a safe distance, though not so much that I don’t know the extent of the opponent’s abilities. She nodded to herself before taking a breath to command her Flygon as the Blaziken mirrored Flygon’s attack with a successful Mimic. ”Alright Flygon, buffet the attack and get in closer with a Flamethrower! Be careful and make a smart move once you’re in range!” The Flygon nodded to his trainer’s words and turned instantly in mid-air, facing the oncoming Air Cutter. A great heat welled up within the dragon’s throat and he reared his neck back before opening his mouth to let loose a magnificent stream of fire as he flew straight towards the opponent. The blazing flames met the mimicked attack almost instantly, the increased pressure of the heated air causing the blades to expand and burst, tiny explosions dotting the air Flygon flew through. The pokemon flinched as some of the last whisps of the Air Cutter struck his sides, but it was hardly anything to slow him down – much like a paper cut (albeit a large one) to a human. His torrent of flames kept up as he decreased his altitude immediately, swooping downwards barely ten feet in front of and above the Blaziken’s head. He’s in range to take a physical attack now... Alyssa thought, nodding as she guessed how her pokemon would react, even if she didn’t command him his next move. ...and that’s just where we want to be! However, the Blaziken would need to move first, so the trainer watched as her pokemon grew closer to the opponent, the flames never ceasing. [/STYLE] [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: 143px; ] [/style] [style=margin-top: -45px; margin-left: -5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; opacity: .9; color: FFFFFF;]ALYSSA[/style] [style=float:right; width:330px; height: 40px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:16px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;]NOTES Flygon uses Flamethrower and drops to 10 feet MUSIC If I Die Young - Michael Henry & Justin Robinett piano cover WORDS 459 [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: -60px;margin-left: -10px; ][/style] [style=float:right; width:170px; height: 16x; margin-top:23px; margin-left:-35px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;] CREDIT TO LUNE OF PREDORMITUM[/style][/STYLE]

[casey]

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[atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp256/doggydude24/misc/hehh.jpg); border-top: 3px solid #1F1D1F; border-bottom: 3px solid #1F1D1F; border-radius: 10px;][style=font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -3px; font-size: 30px; line-height: 30px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #DFDFDF; text-align: center;]KEEP YOU DOPED WITH RELIGION AND SEX AND TV[/style][style=text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; background-color: #1F1D1F; color: #DFDFDF; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: uppercase;]A WORKING CLASS HERO IS SOMETHING TO BE[/style] [STYLE=float: right; border-top: 4px solid #171717; border-bottom: 4px solid #171717; height: 93px; width: 95px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -5px; margin-right: 8px; color: #DFDFDF; opacity: 0.8; border-radius: 10px; padding: 5px; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 12px; line-height: 11px; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 1px;]TAGS Casey, Alyssa NOTES Thane dodged Air Cutter and used Sky Uppercut[/style][STYLE=float: right; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: 115px; margin-right: -104px; background-image: url(http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c226/stjimmy854/ikki10-2.jpg); opacity: 0.8; border-radius: 10px;][/style] [STYLE=float: right; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: 230px; margin-right: -104px; background-image: url(http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c226/stjimmy854/ikki10-2.jpg); opacity: 0.6; border-radius: 10px;][/style] [STYLE=float: right; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: 345px; margin-right: -104px; background-image: url(http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c226/stjimmy854/ikki10-2.jpg); opacity: 0.4; border-radius: 10px;][/style] [STYLE=background-color: #DFDFDF; padding: 10px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; color: #2D2014; text-align: justify; margin-left: 12px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-top: -5px; width: 283px; height: 430px; overflow: auto; opacity: 0.7;] Casey felt the flames roaring from the dragon's mouth. It reminded him of the intensity of the battle going on. Though, it became a much different kind of intensity. As if he wanted to prove himself. It felt insignificant to Casey at the time. Why would he want to prove himself to someone from Nox? It didn't matter. His most conscious of thoughts were helping him analyze the battle and figure out the best strategy. "Okay, take the heat and Sky Uppercut!" She was coming in closer and Casey would have to take advantage of that. Thane bravely stood his ground, letting the heat wash over his body. In some ways, it was pleasant for the fire bird, but it did hurt him and scorch some of his body. He looked down to see an irritated spot on his chest. Yeah, that was going to be a problem. The flames continued and Thane would just have to push through it before the minor burn became a bigger problem. He made off in a sprint toward the lowered Flygon, keeping low as he emerged out of the stream of fire. He stopped himself, bending his knees before him, only to transcend his momentum into a powerful leap, fist raised like a protester fighting for change. However, Thane was doing no more than delivering a power-packed boxing move to a dragon's gut, if he wasn't too quick to get away. If he wasn't, the sheer power of the bird's leap would send him at least another ten feet above the dragon, from which Air Cutter would descend from Thane's arms before the dragon attacked. Of course, Thane would await Casey's order to do so. It was evident that Alyssa was scoping the trainer's strategy out. There was no reason for a dragon to get in close to it's enemy if it had the capability of flight, especially against a Pokemon more suited for physical combat. Thane wasn't shooting fire from it's mouth any time soon. He was a grounded bird. Alyssa, I see what you're up to, but it's not going to serve you in the end. he thought confidently. [/style]

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[alyssa]

[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 320; font-size:10px; text-align: justify; border: 5px solid #000000; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.amazonaws.com/images/patterns/2048/2048203.png);background-repeat:repeat-x][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 2px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:6px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:right; width:330px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:30px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;color:000000]Taking the full intensity of a Flamethrower. Alyssa bit her lip. There were one of two options she could see from this tactic. She hoped he played things out the way she had planned. It was like a game of chess, this battle. They’d both moved their pieces this way and that, but she had scattered hers all over the board, in no particular order. Their knights fenced off together on the field before her. It was now his turn to give a command. The Blaziken ran forward, through the flames that lapped hungrily at the stiff feathers coating his body. Flygon, now parallel to the ground, had his head tipped back for the fire to continue billowing from his jaws as the Blaziken charged him, planning to joust the Dragon pokemon head-on. ..save for being slightly above the Blaze pokemon’s head. The seasoned eyes of the Veteran Trainer caught a faint blue glow of the Fire-type’s fist. He’s going to use Sky Uppercut. She was no stranger to the move, having worked hard with her own Blaziken to help it learn that very move. The opponen’ts pokemon leapt into the air, towards Flygon, fist pulled back to deliver the blow. ”Take it!” It was a simple command, and Alyssa had a feeling her pokemon knew what to do, even if she didn’t say it. The blue-glowing fist collided with the scaly, muscled abdomen of the Dragon pokemon. She heard his grunt from where she stood. His piece moved into her trap. Check. The power of the Blaziken’s punch shoved Flygon upwards through the air. The Blaze pokemon’s momentum kept it going as well as the opponent. Instead of being tossed back like a ragdoll, completely limp to absorb the blow, Flygon stayed focused, and his eyes narrowed behind their protective red lenses. Rather than letting his wings fall to the sides to prevent much drag on the two pokemon, he held them out to the sides, rigid. After being thrust upward about seven feet, Flygon’s wings took on an unmistakable blue glow as he raised them at the same moment he brought his clawed arms in to powerfully grasp at the Blaziken’s shoulders. Check mate! At the same instant his trainer thought it, the Flygon’s wings thrust towards the Blaziken in a powerful downstroke, releasing whirling, blue-tinged blades of wind from the tips of her dragon’s wings at painfully close range to the Blaziken. The only hint to the Air Cutter barrage was the humming of Flygon’s wings, which was loud enough to reach the ears of the two trainers. Alyssa smirked, lowering her crouch slightly. Flygon had taken a hit, but he’d known his trainer wouldn’t let him experience that unless she had something planned, which she had. With Blaziken still making physical contact with Flygon by the looks of it, the range is close. And you can’t dodge or jump mid-flight. His own move was his downfall. [/STYLE] [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: 143px; ] [/style] [style=margin-top: -45px; margin-left: -5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; opacity: .9; color: FFFFFF;]ALYSSA[/style] [style=float:right; width:330px; height: 40px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:16px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;]NOTES Flygon aims to grip Blaziken and deal an immediate-range Air Cutter MUSIC Supernatural WORDS 490 [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: -60px;margin-left: -10px; ][/style] [style=float:right; width:170px; height: 16x; margin-top:23px; margin-left:-35px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;] CREDIT TO LUNE OF PREDORMITUM[/style][/STYLE]

[casey]

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[atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp256/doggydude24/misc/hehh.jpg); border-top: 3px solid #1F1D1F; border-bottom: 3px solid #1F1D1F; border-radius: 10px;][style=font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -3px; font-size: 30px; line-height: 30px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #DFDFDF; text-align: center;]KEEP YOU DOPED WITH RELIGION AND SEX AND TV[/style][style=text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; background-color: #1F1D1F; color: #DFDFDF; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: uppercase;]A WORKING CLASS HERO IS SOMETHING TO BE[/style] [STYLE=float: right; border-top: 4px solid #171717; border-bottom: 4px solid #171717; height: 93px; width: 95px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -5px; margin-right: 8px; color: #DFDFDF; opacity: 0.8; border-radius: 10px; padding: 5px; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 12px; line-height: 11px; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 1px;]TAGS Casey, Alyssa NOTES Thane kicks off of Flygon with Blaze Kick, and takes slight damage from Air Cutter. Thane is back on the ground.[/style][STYLE=float: right; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: 115px; margin-right: -104px; background-image: url(http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c226/stjimmy854/ikki10-2.jpg); opacity: 0.8; border-radius: 10px;][/style] [STYLE=float: right; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: 230px; margin-right: -104px; background-image: url(http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c226/stjimmy854/ikki10-2.jpg); opacity: 0.6; border-radius: 10px;][/style] [STYLE=float: right; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: 345px; margin-right: -104px; background-image: url(http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c226/stjimmy854/ikki10-2.jpg); opacity: 0.4; border-radius: 10px;][/style] [STYLE=background-color: #DFDFDF; padding: 10px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; color: #2D2014; text-align: justify; margin-left: 12px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-top: -5px; width: 283px; height: 430px; overflow: auto; opacity: 0.7;] Damn it! Casey's attempt create distance after using a physical attack failed...horribly. Thane found himself pinched by the Flygon's grip. His arms were useless like this. The Air Cutter failed, and he was about to receive just what he planned to serve. Damn. He won't last long after this...Then again his pessimistic train of thought was overruled by the visual of the one option Thane did have. It was a good idea..Perfect, in fact. The flightless bird had no control of his much relied upon upper body, but his legs...Naturally strong, they simply dangled below him as he flew with the green dragon. "Thane, use Blaze Kick to bounce away from him!" he shouted loud enough to catch the airborne pokemon's ear. Yes, he could see it. It was his only option, and a damn good one, too. Casey's lips twisted into a bright smile, and evolved into a grin. Not only will this get him free, but I know exactly what to do this time around. I just need to repeat my first mistake. he thought, almost wanting to tell Alyssa his plan out of pure excitement. Perhaps his ego was inflating far past his head's ability to hold it in. Thane stared unblinkingly into the protected eyes of the green opponent. He wanted to keep the creature's attention as he charged his Air Cutter. Never minding the sting of his scorched chest, the fire bird extended his talons, channeling violently shifting orbs of fire around his feet. Effortlessly, and quickly, he raised his powerful legs between him and Flygon and pushed with the kind of strength and speed Blazikens were known for. A Flygon's tiny arms had no chance of keeping him in place. He rocketed toward the ground as the blades raced after him. However, he flew parallel to the attack, close enough that his left leg felt the stinging pain of two of the blades, while he narrowly avoided the rest. Thane avoided further damage by curling his body forward, impacting the ground headfirst, only to roll over on to his back. He avoided the damage that would have been caused by the impact. He took his place back on his feet, awaiting his foe's next brilliant move. Now, try coming a little closer... [/style]

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[alyssa]

[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 320; font-size:10px; text-align: justify; border: 5px solid #000000; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.amazonaws.com/images/patterns/2048/2048203.png);background-repeat:repeat-x][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 2px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:6px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:right; width:330px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:30px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;color:000000]The Blaze Kick hit Flygon square on the side of the leg, but it was still enough to allow the Blaziken rip free of Flygon’s clawed grip. Flygons were not built for moves that required them to move their arms much – the limbs were far too short and lacked the strength needed for that sort of fighting. His claws cut into feathers and flesh as the fire-type flew towards the ground, the blades of Air Cutter chasing it. Flygon halted, hovering where he’d stopped as he watched his opponent fall to the ground. The Air Cutter struck him, but it wasn’t hardly enough. On the ground, his trainer probably should have been frustrated with the turn of events. She wasn’t though. Although she hadn’t expected a close-range attack like the Air Cutter to miss, she knew the possibility always stood. Even though it was Check Mate for him for falling into the trap, the trap always has a possible flaw. She grinned, instantly thinking of a second plan of attack. Going in to battle without the readiness to think of more was insane. An idea came to mind. ”Flygon!” Her pokemon’s back had been turned to her, but calling his name grabbed his attention instantly. His long, green neck swiveled around, looking at her with his red-lensed eyes. ”Increase your altitude no more than ten feet!” Obliging, Flygon did so, keeping his eyes on his trainer. The Nox Leader clenched her fist before punching it through the air, her arm rigidly pointing directly in frotn of her as she looked at her pokemon. He understood. With a nod, the Flygon began weaving back and forth through the air, occasionally moving side to side and up and down, letting out small chirp-like calls to the Blaziken. Just to get it’s attention. The Dragon’s body became outlined in a faint blue glow, hopefully attracting closer attention to itself as multiple white rings of energy formed directly above the Blaziken’s head. Out of the rings slid silently massive boulders, appearing as though out of nowhere. Heck, the blue glow and Flygon’s erratic movements probably look like a Dragon Dance. Good thinking, Flygon. So long as the Blaziken stayed looking at Flygon, it wouldn’t be able to see the boulders or the shadows cast as they fell until it was too late. The blue glow vanished and the rocks plummeted downward at an alarming speed in a perfect demonstration of Rock Slide. [/STYLE] [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: 143px; ] [/style] [style=margin-top: -45px; margin-left: -5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; opacity: .9; color: FFFFFF;]ALYSSA[/style] [style=float:right; width:330px; height: 40px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:16px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;]NOTES Flygon takes Blaze Kick like a baws, attempts to distract Blaziken while he uses Rock Slide MUSIC -- WORDS 408 [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: -60px;margin-left: -10px; ][/style] [style=float:right; width:170px; height: 16x; margin-top:23px; margin-left:-35px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;] CREDIT TO LUNE OF PREDORMITUM[/style][/STYLE]

[casey]

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[atrb=style, background-image: url(http://i417.photobucket.com/albums/pp256/doggydude24/misc/hehh.jpg); border-top: 3px solid #1F1D1F; border-bottom: 3px solid #1F1D1F; border-radius: 10px;][style=font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: -3px; font-size: 30px; line-height: 30px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #DFDFDF; text-align: center;]KEEP YOU DOPED WITH RELIGION AND SEX AND TV[/style][style=text-align: center; font-family: times new roman; background-color: #1F1D1F; color: #DFDFDF; font-size: 10px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: uppercase;]A WORKING CLASS HERO IS SOMETHING TO BE[/style] [STYLE=float: right; border-top: 4px solid #171717; border-bottom: 4px solid #171717; height: 93px; width: 95px; overflow: auto; margin-top: -5px; margin-right: 8px; color: #DFDFDF; opacity: 0.8; border-radius: 10px; padding: 5px; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 12px; line-height: 11px; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 1px;]TAGS Casey, Alyssa NOTES Thane is hit by Rock Slide (And close to fainting), blasts the boulders back at Flygon with Overheat. BURN THE DRAGON DOWN!! lulz..[/style][STYLE=float: right; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: 115px; margin-right: -104px; background-image: url(http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c226/stjimmy854/ikki10-2.jpg); opacity: 0.8; border-radius: 10px;][/style] [STYLE=float: right; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: 230px; margin-right: -104px; background-image: url(http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c226/stjimmy854/ikki10-2.jpg); opacity: 0.6; border-radius: 10px;][/style] [STYLE=float: right; height: 100px; width: 100px; margin-top: 345px; margin-right: -104px; background-image: url(http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c226/stjimmy854/ikki10-2.jpg); opacity: 0.4; border-radius: 10px;][/style] [STYLE=background-color: #DFDFDF; padding: 10px; font-family: arial; font-size: 10px; color: #2D2014; text-align: justify; margin-left: 12px; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-top: -5px; width: 283px; height: 430px; overflow: auto; opacity: 0.7;] Casey expected as much out of Alyssa. She was smart enough to keep that Flygon out of range. Their plan would have to be executed at another time, if they had time. The pain in Thane's chest seared through his bones, or so it felt as such. His wince went unnoticed even to Casey, but of course, he was currently facing Alyssa, watching the Flygon as it made an unusual bird call. Uninterested in the strange behavior, as well as it's aerial dance, Thane watched his enemy, anticipating the next attack. If anything, he was too focused. "Thane, be ready." his trainer warned. Something's about to happen, I'm sure." dancing and chirping was useless. It had to be a distraction. Even so, as the rings presented large boulders above the fiery punk, the attack was still a surprise. "Shit! Dodge them, Thane!" he ordered, but the last few words fell faint in realization of the futility of dodging at this point. Thane ran as fast as he could muster to the opposite side of the arena, but he couldn't escape impact. The boulders plummeted, crashing into the earthy stage. Thane was forced on to his back by the attack, hidden within the depths of the crater created by the Rock Slide. Casey was almost sure that was it. Thane was tough, but he had already taken quite a beating, despite their strategy....Then Casey witnessed an unusual act. The crater seemed to be spewing fire like a giant wok. The fire grew brighter and more intense, until it eventually blasted the boulders into the air, aimed at an unsuspecting Flygon. The re-used rocks weren't alone. They were accompanied by a powerful blast of flames. The unusually white fire also aimed to burn the Flygon for it's successful attack. "Overheat?" Casey wondered, as Thane rose from the crater, glowing a shade of red throughout his entire body. Everything was completely unexpected. [/style]

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[alyssa]

[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 320; font-size:10px; text-align: justify; border: 5px solid #000000; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.amazonaws.com/images/patterns/2048/2048203.png);background-repeat:repeat-x][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 2px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:6px;][/style][style=float:left; border:4px dotted #FFFFFF;opacity:0.9; margin-left: 10px;margin-top:36px;][/style][style=float:right; width:330px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:30px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;color:000000]A breath of relief left her body when the boulders rocketed towards the Blaziken, and all too late the trainer noticed, attemtping to give a word of warning to his pokemon. The rocks fell to the earth, striking the Blaziken and pinning him beneath the stone. Hoenn's Leader, although pleased with the success of the technique, didn't celebrate the success just yet. If there was one thing she knew about the starter pokemon of Hoenn, it was that they were hardy and enduring. If the Blaziken was down for the count, she would be happy. If it wasn't, though, she knew she would need to continue fighting. Alyssa straightened slightly, lessening the depth of her crouched position when she saw something unexpected – fire spewing from the crater. What is this...? the Leader wondered. She didn’t dare move, and nor did Flygon, sharing her apprehension towards the fire spewing from the crater. Suddenly, the sound of breaking earth met her ears and she saw the boulder atop the Blaziken move slightly before it flew upwards straight for Flygon, the immense wave of heat and fire pushing it forward on the updraft of hot air. Flygon let out a sharp cry of surprised alarm and rose sharply in altitude when the boulder flew for him. ”That won’t be enough, Flygon! Lessen the amount of heat coming to you! Meet the attack with Flamethrower, now!” Obliging, the pokemon opened his mouth and unleashed a torrent of flames. The next moments seemed to happen in slow motion for the trainers and spectators to see. The boulder, too heavy to gain much height in the air despite the updraft, scraped along Flygon’s belly and tail, causing the pokemon to wince. The fire that flew from the Dragon pokemon’s mouth buffeted the fire moving like a wall towards him. If it was able to stop the Blast Burn from Lance’s Charizard, it should be able to take care of this! An explosion of fire from the two forces colliding erupted around Flygon, saving him from greatest damage from the powerful fire attack, though he still got his fair share. The dragon dropped to the ground from the air, catching himself before hunching over, crouching as he stared at the Blaziken. His breathing was hard and there were charred marks on his body, evidence of the burn he’d sustained. Flygon won’t last too much longer unless I use a Full Restore... Alyssa thought, shifting her shoulders beneath the weight of her knapsack. No... she told herself, Flygon wouldn’t want that. He’d want to fight this to a knockout. ”Alright Flygon!” she called, keeping her gaze on her pokemon. ”Finish this!” Her pokemon glanced at her, his red-lensed eyes betraying the happy feeling in the Dragon’s body. His trainer knew him. Crouching on the ground, Flygon placed his clawed forearms in the dirt of the battlefield, curling his fingers as he narrowed his eyes at the Blaziken. Though far more awkward due to his size, he looked something like a Vibrava again. His tail and wings, both held straight out like his neck, quivered with anticipation. Good luck, Flygon. She knew her pokemon was one to finish his fights however possible, even if it required a double-edged sword for knockouts. Her Flygon took off suddenly, striking his tail against the ground like a bullwhip as he zoomed across the ground, no higher than the Blaziken’s chest. His wings glowed blue briefly as he released a torrent of whirling Air Cutter blades straight for the Blaziken – his target. He stopped after a moment, following the blades closely. Finally, he raised a clawed hand, claws glowing white as he neared the pokemon. No matter if the Blaziken had the energy to jump from the Air Cutter, Flygon would follow up with a Dragon Claw, no matter what. [/STYLE] [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: 143px; ] [/style] [style=margin-top: -45px; margin-left: -5px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; opacity: .9; color: FFFFFF;]ALYSSA[/style] [style=float:right; width:330px; height: 40px; background-color:cacaca; margin-top:16px; margin-left:-165px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 8px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;]NOTES Flygon looses an Air Cutter after falling to the ground and aims to follow up with a Dragon Claw. Risks own well-being to try and finish the Blaziken lol. MUSIC Undo - Fullmetal Alchemist. Piano Cover WORDS 637 [style=height:5px; width:350px; background-color:FFFFFF; margin-top: -60px;margin-left: -10px; ][/style] [style=float:right; width:170px; height: 16x; margin-top:23px; margin-left:-35px; opacity:.8; font-size:9px; padding:10px; text-align:justify; font-family:arial;] CREDIT TO LUNE OF PREDORMITUM[/style][/STYLE]

[king]

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