Kyrie vs Oleg [Oleg]

[Kyrie Vyler]

Now Kyrie had never been in an actual battle before, other than capturing pokemon; nor had she ever watched any of the other students battle. So one could definitely describe this as a first for her. She stood against he wall of the waiting room, waiting for the speakers to announce for her and her opponent to step up to the ring. It wasn't too long when they did just that. With a huff and a puff, the girl marched her way on outside - shielding her eyes from both sunlight and the attention that being in the battle brought. Mammon padded on next to her as usual but the espeon wasn't to be in this battle. No she had another set planned out for this. After all, if she was going to do this - she was going to actually think about this.

Think about it as much as she could anyway. This was outside, in the open, in daylight - did she need to go on? If anyone knew Kyrie, they'd know that she absolutely hated to be outside unless it was dark, dreary, and creepy. Okay, maybe not so creepy but she didn't mind fog or those bumps in the night.

Party: Durant, Shuppet, Vanillite

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Oleg wiped sweat from his forehead as he entered the arena, the sun shining hit down on it. He then stared at the newcomer. Well, if it wasn't the girl from earlier. He grinned, waving his hand as a greeting to her as he then stepped forwards to the designated area for the trainer to stand in (it was marked by a small white square.) He then took three of his balls, pondering for a moment. He had left Rinnie out, due to the poor bird being too tired to fight. He shrugged slightly, grabbing the first ball as he then waited for... Anything, from the girl really. She motioned for her to go first.

Party: Electabuzz, Pawniard and demon rock from hell nosepass.

[Kyrie Vyler]

Kyrie expected a stranger, someone she absolutely didn't - heck she half expected the other person to be from her own dorm or wave for some reason. Instead she got someone she knew, someone who looked rather delighted to see her one might add. He waved at her, she waved back and watched him as he took his place. She didn't know how she felt, some mixture of content, shyness, and anxiousness. This was supposed to be a three on three match and although she didn't know how many pokemon he had, Kyrie prayed he didn't bring that rock with the nose. Please not the rock nose.

She took in a breath, nodding in acknowledgment as he motioned for her to go first. Alright then, taking one of the balls from her pocket Kyrie summoned out her shuppet, Leviathan. "Leviathan, Curse." On command the ghost pokemon began to glow red, intent on cursing the first pokemon to be it's opponent.

Action: Shuppet used Curse due to no power and accuracy, no need for rolls.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Oleg gritted his teeth as the shuppet was released and was instantly glowing red. If he remembered correctly, that meant a curse was incoming. He fidgeted between his three balls before finally choosing one, throwing it as the ball then released Lancel the Pawniard. Lancel looked around as the shuppet's red glow suddenly flashed, appearing on Lancel as the pawniard suddenly shook, falling onto his knees before rising up, shaking a bit before returning to normal. Oleg then pointed to the shuppet, yelling the order to Lancel. "Alright, Feint attack!"

Lancel nodded, closing his eyes as he then disappeared, suddenly phasing into existence behind the shuppet, slashing his claws in a X motion before disappearing again where he was before the whole attack happened.

Action: Feint Attack with base power of 60, STAB makes that 90, plus super effective, backed by base attack of 85.
Note: Lancel is now taking curse damage until either switched out or knocked out.

[Kyrie Vyler]

The curse worked as Oleg sent out a... steel looking soldier thing? Kyrie couldn't help but tilt her head at it. She knew she had seen one of those before but couldn't quite recall the name. When in doubt, pull out the dex. It's not like there were any rules against it. Though she didn't have enough time to actually open it up before the thing used Feint Attack on command. Already half dead from the Curse, Leviathan took the hit straight on, flying backward only to faceplant on the ground fainted. Well so much for ghost supremacy.

Grimacing Kyrie called her poor shuppet back, reaching for another ball to release her durant Beezlebub. The steel-bug looked at the pawniard (as her dex called it) rather hungrily. Drooling even as he waited for commands. "Beezlebub, time for dinner. Dig." The girl hummed, watching as her bug went underground in a matter of skillful seconds, waiting to pop and eat souls like some underground ant-shark.

Action: Shuppet fainted - called out durant. Durant used Dig, BP of 80, plus super effective, backed by BA of 109.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Oleg let out a sigh. Yep, it was down, but here came another one. He watched as it burrowed itself underground. He tapped his chin for a moment. What COULD take that monster straight on? He had no idea. It was just a giant gods damn ant that could probably kill anything he threw out in one hit. He begun to curse to himself, motioning to Pawniard. "Sorry boy, you'll have to take this one."

Lancel nodded, simply sitting down onto a meditation like possition, closing it's eyes as it shivered from the curse damage slightly. It then continued sitting in silence, waiting for the inevitable giant ant to come out and clobber him. A true trooper.

Action: Nothing.
Note: Curse damage taken.

[Kyrie Vyler]

Kyrie watched and waited as her monster bug disappeared, staying cloaked beneath the field of the earth. Beneath the crust Beezlebub was chomping through the dirt, tossing the harder rocks this way and that. Whether it was through his natural instinct or some actual method, the ant began to dig upward, gaining more and more speed by pushing his legs harder. It looked to be impossible, with the amount of speed that he came up with. Appearing from right beneath the seated pawniard, jaws agape and ready for the meal. If he had fire spitting out from behind him, no doubt Beezlebub would've looked like a demented demon from hell.

Action: Dig Strike, due to 100% accuracy no rolls needed.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Oleg grimaced as Lancel turned his head calmly to face the demon ant... And then his helmet got crunched between the huge pinchers of the ant. It shook him around a moment before throwing Lancel away, straight at the nearest war. Oleg sighed, calling the trooper back as he then picked his next pokeball, releasing Walter. He then yelled. "Nice ant. Shame it's got one flaw. HEAT IT UP, WALTER!"

Walted nodded, closing his eyes as he punched his fits together, litting them on FAAIIAAAA as he charged forwards, roaring furiously, attempting to launch a shoryuken straight for the face of the ant.

Action: Withdrew Lancel, will not be used again due to being knocked out. Fire punch with base power of 75, 4X super effective backed up by base attack of 83.

Note: Rolling for chance of burn.


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[Kyrie Vyler]

It was safe to say that Beezlebub was not happy when his prey got taken from him. In fact, that drooling face turned into one hellish hiss as the durant snapped his jaws at the next pokemon sent out. An electabuzz, in all it's striped glory. Of course he was even less happy when his trainer recalled him and sent out that freakin' ice cream to take on the Fire Punch.

Poor Belias was completely stunned when he was summoned out without a word and punched in the face with one freakishly painful fire fist. He was the timid one of the team, little tears popped up in his eyes as he looked at the electabuzz with a 'why would you do that?!' face. Actually, he was practically crying when he got back up onto his little cone.

Action: Switched out durant for vanillite.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Oleg blinked as the furious ant was switched out for... Ice cream. He raised his eyebrows, as did Walter, who just stared at the crying Ice cream awkwardly for a moment, looking to his trainer with a "The hell am I supposed to do here?" face. Oleg simply shrugged, staring at the ice cream for a moment. He then pondered for a moment before snapping his fingers. "Okay. GEEEENTLY punch him. Gently."

Walter nodded, staring at the ice cream as he grew a coat of fire onto his fist, letting out a sigh as he pulled his fist back, proceeding to then gently bonk it against the ice cream. Sure, it was still enough to damage... As gently as one could.

Action: Fire punch with base power of 75, 4X super effective backed up by base attack of 83.

Note: Rolling for chance of burn.

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If 1, target will be burned.1-10

[Kyrie Vyler]

It was a little sad... seeing her ice cream balling his eyes out as the much larger pokemon came up against with his fist on fire again. Belias was practically screaming as he got bonked on the head once more. Now if he fainted from the damage or out of pure fear, Kyrie wouldn't know. She only knew he had fainted. Miserably. Like with Leviathan, Kyrie recalled poor Belias; patting his ball as if in reassurance.

Down to her last pokemon, already known; Beezlebub was sent back out. Practically foaming at the mouth as his chompers clicked in a rapid pace. "Dinner time. Dig." Kyrie snapped her fingers and down the foaming-mouth ant went.

Action: Vanillite fainted, swtiched for durant. Durant used Dig, BP of 80, plus super effective, backed by BA of 109.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Oleg grinned slightly. Yes, he had been expecting something like this. Oleg called Walter back, grinning as he then threw his last ball, releasing... The rock from hell. Hoare begun to float around in confusion before pointing it's nose towards the girl, as if recognizing her, humming his ominous hum before returning to simply floating in place and spinning himself around and around and around. Oleg folded his arms, simply waiting now. He watched the girl with slight interest. She seemed smart enough, maybe he should try to socialize with her more after this. He could use some friends, and hell, she seemed to need them the most out of anybody he had ever known.

[Kyrie Vyler]

Now you think Belias screamed? Kyrie just be that record by a mile when her fiendish nightmare appeared on the field. Hovering and humming that dreadfully evil humming. The girl was literally fleeing for her life, running out of her designated square and running smack into the corner between the arena and it's exit, flying backward in the process groaning in absolute pain. Mammon, who had been idly sitting by; was now on his feet running to his panicked trainer. She rolled around, groaning for while; before stopping to look up. It was still there. Another shriek escaped her, her hands trying to find the exit while her eyes stayed glued to the nose monstrosity. Somehow, one way or another; Kyrie had grown an absolute phobia of the compass pokemon. If that wasn't apparent enough with her screeching and continuously panicked 'fleeing'.

Ignorant to his trainer's apparent breakdown, Beezlebub had been continuing his dig like the ant-shark he was. Repeating the action until he burst up from the ground, foaming chompers aiming for his prey, new prey's; head. Wherever that actually was. So technically he was more or less aiming at the body, chompers ready to bite down on the rock's big red nose.

Action: Dig strike, due to 100% accuracy no rolls needed.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Oleg blinked as the girl literally flipped her shit. He looked around awkwardly for a moment before dashing off to try and calm her down. He proceeded to kneel down, still hulking over her by a bit as he tried his best to cover away Hoare from her sight. He still looked around awkwardly. "Okay, okay, calm down, Hoare won't hurt you, Hoare won't attack you. Hoare will just focus on your durant. Take deep breaths. What you can't seen won't hurt you."

Meanwhile, Hoare simply hummed loudly for a moment as he was bitten, his red nose glowing even redder as he spun around, finally releasing himself from the monstrosity as it then begun a spinning motion, magically forming rocks as he then begun to drop them towards the ant.

Action: Rock slide, Base 75, STAB makes that 112 Base packed by 45 attack.

Note: Will roll for both accuracy and flinch chance.

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[Kyrie Vyler]

Kyrie was still whimpering in fear when her opponent actually came over to calm her down. Not take adavantage of the turn of events but actually help her. Now someone who was prideful would've smashed their heads into a wall after this, good thing Kyrie didn't even know what pride was. Her hands went from grabbing nothing to covering her face, feeling liquid from her nose. Great, a break down, a nosebleed - how was she going to explain all that to her mom next time she had to call her? Easy, don't tell. Yup. Though she would have to wonder later in the future just how many people she showed that side of her. They were in the Battle Dome. People were bound to come in or be watching, waiting for their own turns. Oh, the horrors that were to come afterward.

Back in the battlefield, Beezlebub clicked excitedly as his prey managed to break free of his jaws. Excitement bubbled in the little steel bug, even as rocks were dumped on him. Like some miniature titan god, Beezlebub got crushed only to fling them away from him. Charging forward at a blistering speed, it looked like none of his six legs touched the ground.

Action: Aerial Ace, BP of 60, backed by BA of 109. Cannot miss therefore no roll required.