From: Ethan Einhorn <unicorns@mmtcnet.com> Subject: [PW!][LEAGUE] Water Field: Battle Royale Date: Friday, January 07, 2000 4:44 PM "Dragonite!" Kirsty screamed, releasing her massive Dragon Flying type. "Sheaat..." Gyarados could match it, but best not to play that wild card. She had no Ice attacks, and the Dragonite could have Thunder/bolt. A safer bet would be something that could stomach physical attacks.... "Shadow!" "Stlyy!" Dernam's sarcastic-as-hell Gastly floated over the water as Kirsty's Dragonite hovered at it's end. The judge raised his flags. "Let the battle begin!" "Dragonite, Slam!" Dragonite reared back, flapped his mighty wings, and sent himself flying forward, straight through Gastly's vaporous body. He laughed maniacally. "Oh, to bad for Dragonite, it seems totally ineffectual towards that Gastly!" Tom yelled. "Now, use a Confuse Ray." Gastly glowed, the lights faded momentarily, and suddenly Dragonite didn't know what to hit. He smacked himself across the face. "No, no Dragonite, Hyper Beam!" It righted itself momentarily in the air, got it's head on straight, and fired off a bright yellow beam, that also traveled right through Shadow. "No, you idiot, a special attack, a SPECIAL attack!" Misty shrieked. Gastly laughed ad laughed and laughed... and then pointed at Dragonite. He looked down. Hands? He had hands? He was... Tom blared. "Oh my, it appears Gastly has spontaneously become a Haunter! Could the match go even more heavily to Dernam's side?" "OK, Shadow, Confuse it again." Shadow put his hands together, aimed, and blasted Dragonite again, who immediately began accidentaly pummeling himself. "Now, Lick that SOB till he's sore!" "Haw haw haw haw haw!" Shadow made the approach, and licked Dragonite hard. And again. And again. Dragonite, now paralyzed, fell to the ground just outside the water pit, and Shadow continued to lick, laughing, licking, tenderly lapping at him like he tasted good, circling and making sure it didn't get up. "Dragonite is unable to fight! Round goes to Red trainer Dernam Eord! Next Pokémon!" "Kirsty better have a Psychic or Ground type, but a Ground type here is risky!" "Use something good! I'm counting on you!" "Kirsty has released her Charizard! Match begin!" "FLAMETHROWER!" Charizard complied, flying high, and jetting down Shadow with a stream of intense flame. Somehow burnt, although he is a ghost, he falls to the ground. "Haunter is out of the match!" A light off on each of them now. Again, Gyarados seemed to be the most obvious choice, but he would choose compassion, as little as he could show. "Drow!" "Dernam has released a Nidoking! The pool in the middle could prove lethal to each!" "So, he evolved that thing..." "What's that Misty?" "Oh, uh, nothing. I think the Charizard will have the match!" "SHUT THE HELL UP BITCH." "Gaah!" Charizard landed on the pools edge. Drow charged at him, stopping just out of arm's reach. "Charizard, Slash!" Kirsty ordered. "Drow, Thrash!" Charizard's viciously clawed hands grasped out at Drow, who expertly dodged backwards, and counterattacked with... a Slash? Drow's claws on his forearms were much more wickedly clawed than normal, all three fingers curving down like bear claws. Charizard backed up and avoided the attack. "Slash that overgrown lizard!" btoth Dernam ad Kirsty shouted. Charizard and Drow grappled, struggling for the upper hand. Drow unlocked his left, jabbed Charizard, then grabbed it's left shoulder with his right claw. After a stunned second of silence, he picked Charizard up, and slammed him into the ground, feet first, and it's knees buckled. "Is it? Yes, it is! It's the Rock Bottom!" "No, no, no CHARIZARD! Fly up, where it can't get at you, then Flamethrower it!" With a mighty flap, Charizard flew back and up, and let loose a flame blast at Drow, who rolled out of the way. Charizard began quickly flying circles around the grounded(no pun intended) Drow, blasting away. Drow was hard worked to avoid them all. "Nidoking better do something, or he's toast!" "CHAR-IZARD! CHAR-IZARD! CHAR-IZARD!" Misty chanted. Then Drow got desperate. He couldn't keep avoiding the fire burst, so... he turned his back to te water pool. Charizard took up a position directly in front of him, grinning widely. He reared his head bak, ready to deliver a coup dé grace of Fre Spin, when Drow kicked himself backwards, and moments before hitting the water back first, turned his claws back towards himself, lowered his two claws on each side,raised his middle claws, and flipped Charizard off as he broke the water. The clear water turned dark black-blue, but murky and muddy in appearance. "My god, has that Nidoking just commited suicide?" Charizard landed and looked into the water. It was a muddy mess. Too dark to see. Wait, a ripple in the water at the far end. A spike breaks the surface for a second, then is gone. Jaws music drifts from some dark corner, as if from nowhere. Charizard let loose, and steam jetted from the water. The music faded... and reappeared, as did a small row of spikes. Going the opposite direction. And again. And again. Closer. Closer. Closer. Farther. Closer. For several tense minutes, Charizard stood mesmerized at the passing spines, until... A pure white head, complete with horn, broke the surface and flew up into Charizard's gut, who flew backwards, roaring in pain. Drow pulled himself from the water. The layer of dark-blue dirty skin layer that covered him were washed away, leaving his scales underneath exposed. The glimmering, newfallen snow scales reflected the sunlight. Drow may be a Ground type, but his species tied for the highest Special defense off them all, running alongside Nidoqueen. As a result, he was more resistant than normal for a Ground type. using his arms and feet as rudders and swishing his muscular tail back and forth like a crocodile, he was an acceptional swimmer for hs kind. "Look at that folks! The Nidoking seems unaffected by that perilous swim!" "Ack!" He carged Charizard just as it righted itself and blasted away with a Fire Spin. It seered over Drow's wetted scales and did absolutely nothing. He took the oppurtunity to slug the Charizard in the face, Double Kick it, then knock it backwards into the wall with a swing of his tail. "Uh oh, this could be the end of Charizard!" Misty began anime-crying. Drow bumrushed his downed opponent, and then stopped at his side. With a squat, a flex, and a leap, Drow threw himself in the air, and brang his elbow down on Charizard's solar plexus. "Oooh, the People's Elbow, that's gotta hurt!" Charizard gave a groan, and fainted. "Charizard is out of the match! Next Pokémon, Kirsty?" "Umm, well, Gyarados!" A ball disappeared under the murky water, and the flash of red wasn't visible under the mud. A Gyarados flew out of the water, coughing and spitting. "Drow, retu.." Drow waved him off. He wantedto stay out. "Ok, but you're gonna get slaughtered." "Hydro Pump!" The Gyarados in the water, blew out a quad-blast of water. Drow sidestepped, sidestepped again, and totally avoided the burst. "Slash!" Drow ran to the edge of the pool. Flexing back, he drew his hand back, jumped forward, and Slashed the Gyarados' relativaly unprotected belly. It shreaked in pain as blood trickled down it's stomach. And Drow was under water again... Drow slithered through the murky water. The Gyarados felt him brush up against it... it bit at him, but ended up choking on the mud. Then, something unexpected happened. Gyarados suddenly felt 6 points of sharp, piercing pain eminating from it's tail. Then it's tail roseup, straight out of the water. A bleached white Drow erupted from the water, the Gyarados' tail in his claws, and proceeded to drag it out of the water. "What's this? Oh my, the Nidoking has actually extracted the Gyarados from the water, leaving it vulnerable and exposed on dry ground! Misty, what do you think of this odd turn of events?" "Kill the Nidoking, you idiot! Kill it!" "OK, thanks for tht brilliant burst of intelligent insight. Back to the battle." "OK, Drow, Thrash." Drow, now having fully dragged the Gyarados out of the water, stomped up towards it's front. When there, he began to beat at it's head with his arms, knocking it to and fro, until he swung his tail at it's face. The impact sent it's head skyward, but it used the momentum to hold itself up. "HYDRO FUCKING PUMP!" Kirsty screeched. The beaten, bloody, but operational Gyarados looked down at Drow, then spat at him point blank, sending him flying across the field. He slammed backfirst into a wall, denting and piercing it in 10 places wth the spikes on his back. He shook his head... and bega flailing his legs and arms in an effort to free himself for another go at his enemy. "Forget it, return." Drow reluctantly accepted the offer. "So, now... Gyara-fuckin'-dos!" Kirsty's Gyarados worked it's way back to te pool, but before it's body could get in the water, the most massive female Gyarados he had ever seen appeared in front of his face. If a Gyarados could facefault, he would've. "My lord look at the size of tht thing folks! It's huge!" "Oh man, not that thing AGAIN!" Misty blurted. "Gyarados, Slam!" Dernam's female Gyarados pulled her body back, tensed herself into an S-curve, thn struck out at the other Gyarados, clamping herself around his neck, just below his head. It growled, shaked, tried to break free, but her mighty jaws held him fast. She then brang his head down onto the ground. Smack! Smack! SMACK! "Well, it appears Dernam's Gyarados has layed the smack down on Kirsty's Gyarados' candy ass." "Whhhaaaa! I wnated some revenge dammit!" A Sandslash barges into the booth and bases Misty over the head, then slaps a Copyrigt Jose Solano 1999 sticker on her forhead, not to mention that it swiped her wallet. She-Gyarados let the other go, who flopped to the ground, wheezed for breath, and blacked out. "Gyarados is unable to fght! Match and round go to Dernam Eord!" "American Pig" by Sugar Ray blazed through the speakers. Dernam recalled his Gyarados, who was acting quite proud of herself, and nonchalantly looked to the announcer's booth and crossed his hands over his torso. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Allison cheering in the stands. Prouder than his Gyarados, Dernam marched off the field with 6 at his heels. "Well, that certanly was an intresting commentary you gave there, Misty." "Once, just once, I wanna see that bastard get slammed." A messenger practically busted down te door and ran in. "Speaking of getting slammed, Misty, Ash sent a message to you! He says he wants a, um, 'quickie'." Misty sweatdropped, then fell to the floor as thunderous laughter radiated from the stands, as the microphones hadn't been turned off. "God, men, why do I bother?" Peace out.