[Mari]

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Iris arrives, still kinda dragging Black and White with her before abruptly halting to a stop and releasing them. The two other girls looked a bit uncomfortable to be here, but resigned themselves to making their presence irrelevant by putting up a fight so good they didn't get mishandled by some big burly bear of a man. It was times like this that made them appreciate that they could be girls and their pokemon could be monsters. All this being one with your pokemon stuff Iris was into sounded awful if it got them body slammed.

Back to why Iris had stopped, though. Standing at the arena entrance waiting for her was a familiar half-dragon girl, a single fang protruding over her carefully painted lips. It was Draco! Iris squealed with joy and rushed forward to embrace the other, affectionately holding her for a moment whilst laying her head upon the other's chest. Draco, in turn, was always a bit surprised by just how much Iris seemed to like her and wrapped an arm around the other's shoulder in response. It was then that Iris cracked her eyes open, her gaze drifting up to the stands in search of her family. Had any of them come to see her fight? Cynthia, maybe? Peach? Arle?

Iris 135 / 135 HP 40 / 40 Shield Status: Normal

Haxorus 175 / 175 HP 60 / 60 Shield Status: Inside Pokeball

Dragonite 205 / 205 HP 75 / 75 Shield Status: Inside Pokeball

Draco Centauros 155 / 155 HP 50 / 50 Shield Status: Normal

Black 135 / 135 HP 40 / 40 Shield Status: Normal

White 175 / 175 HP 60 / 60 Shield Status: Normal

Vivian 135 / 135 HP 40 / 40 Shield Status: Inside Pokeball

Braviary 175 / 175 HP 60 / 60 Shield Status: Inside Pokeball

Cofagrigus 185 / 185 HP 65 / 65 Shield Status: Inside Pokeball

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Meanwhile, as the Monster-Crafting girls were busy shennaniganning around, In the Skies, A Glimmer would shine down across the field, As A Massive Turbine of Metal would fly and Zoom across the masses, Before eventually Crashing into the Dirt of the Life Sphere. The Metal Casing of this Turbine revealed to be a Missile, Adorned with the Symbol of a Golden Skull with Sings. The Missile would Tick, if only for a few seconds, before it began to shuffle its Metal Coil into a Few Metallic Muscles, Some Rather Disturbing Black Painted Chest Hair, Batte Scars, Red Underwear made of Ore's and Minerals, Two Blocks of metal forming into some Rather Unfortunate looking Butt Cheeks, As the Head of the beast would slowly emerge from its chest, Opening its red eyes, and cracking its neck, sending some bolts flying from its head. It truly did, have a screw loose.









"E-erm...Iris? Beat it up. Beat it up reaaaal hard for me." Cynthia would say, Unsure how to take the sight of this metal beast, as the Metallic Russian would take a deep breath, Exhaling deep black coal made fumes from his extravagantly sculpted nose...















"Ah, Good Day to you, Little flesh made Devochki's. It is glorious day for traditional Russian Wre-wre-wre-wre-wrestling!" The Metallic Shadaloo Operative would yell, His Mechanical voice stuttering at his favorite words, Before moving his hands back, And suddenly jostling his metallic muscles at the group! How Taunting of him! A Referee would actually appear this time, thankfully...



"Well, This proves to be a interesting experiment yet...Alright, Little Fleshy Ones, Im here to make sure the battle stops before you all get hurt too bad. Perhaps with a deadly neurotoxin dart, If that will even affect a Metallic Monster like him. Oh, And have fun. I know i will. Tee-hee." Glados would say, coming from the Arena wall, before receding back inside, As a Bell would ring, signifying the beginning of the match! Aint no Grima's 2 Turns of hanging around and talk, METAL MAN WANNA WRASSLE!

The Steel Hurricane would perform a rather upsetting Squat, Making a good amount of the audiance revoltingly hurl, as he began to lift himself into the air, Spinning around in circles as a Hurricane of Wind would form around him!!

iaIpgSULp_1d20+9=20 (Steel Hurricane Lariat, Attacks All Targets, Deals 15% Damage. Targets CON.)

As soon as the Hurricane Ended, the Massive Monster Robot would Land, Before digging into his ears, And pulling out a Pair of Bunny ears, and placing them atop his head. Awww, He looked like he was havin' fun atleast. With an Extra amount of Speed, he'd also go ahead and put a Back Shield on him.


He would then point at Draco Centauros, Before yelling out "SEE THAT DRAGON?! IMMA WRESTLE IT LIKE BIG FLUFFY SIBERIAN BEAR!" He Would scream, Before Flexing Impressively toward Draco! If you dont know what that means, He's doing various Flexing Poses as he Moves toward Draco, Trying to get her into a Russian Grappling Suplex!


p_1d20+9=27 ( Deals 10% Damage to Draco Centauros. Each Turn you remain grappled, Mech Zangief will deal an additional 10%! STR, Can do 40% Damage before having to let go. Can last for 4 Turns.)

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Mech Zangief, The Metal Hurricane!

HP: 500%/500%

Bubble Shield: 100%

Status: He's just havin' himself a blast.

Equipped; Bunny Ears (+2 Dex, Can make 4 actions a Turn, Will Craash into moves on a Success rate of 6 or higher.)

Back Shield (Will block 18% Worth of Damage automatically. Cant block INT targeting moves.)

Items:
Back Sheild: 1x
Bunny Hood: 0x
Cloaking Device: 1x

Cooldowns:
Steel Russian Lariat (1 turn)

1d20·1d20

[Mari]

" . . . Hi Momma~!" Iris called out rather eagerly with a frantic wave of her arm, completely oblivious to the hulking metal monster's appearance. Her priorities were straight. "I'll give it an extra slam just for you!" Iris continued, throwing a fist into the air rather energetically before finally turning about to observe the robot man. Black and White could be observed in various states of discomfort behind her and Draco was annoyed, to say the least, but Iris' face was just... blank. After a moment, she giggled in amusement. Perhaps she was slightly too innocent to be weirded out by the rather ...overt themes at play in his soviet design? What a sweetie. Why don't you baby her 24/7 again, Cynthia?

"...Hope you don't mind if we bring the puroresu!" Iris chirped in response. The sound of a koto being strummed from somewhere could be heard as Iris called Mecha Zangief the hell out. In contrast to her savage yet cool burns, Iris herself looked positively chill. Skipping forward, she took Draco's hand in hers and promptly began modeling her physique right back Mecha Zangief by flexing her free arm and shifting into a slightly more combative pose, offset only by the loving way she caressed Draco's hand in hers. Draco mirrored her actions, a bit more effeminately. You could tell how loving it was by the little pink magic heart that rose where their hands met. ...Hold on, since when--

Oh god--

While Glados was busy not getting a chance to comment on this magical girl transformation going on, ...somehow, Iris and Draco transformed in style! ...There was a lot more draconic fire than when Peach did it. Both their outfits transformed, generally becoming frillier. Iris' dress gained some extra layers and a golden rayquaza print wound around her skirt. A bracelet that was shaped like a curled up Dragonair with beautiful jewels under its chin. Meanwhile, Draco underwent a similar but distinct transformation. Most note worthily, she was now wearing a bit of armor. Both girls looked ... well they didn't actually look stronger no, but they felt stronger and that was all that mattered! ...Probably. Y'know, until the ground had an opinion.

((Iris and Draco have gone into perfect sync! They gain an indefinite stat boost, however, they also take any damage the other takes for the duration.))

QH|Fka1Zp_1d20+2 (White's Resistance) p_1d20-2 (Black's Resistance) p_1d20-2 (Iris' Resistance) p_1d20+2 (Draco's Resistance)

p_1d20+3 (Draco's Dodge)

...And then Iris and Draco were violently separated. Aw. They looked like they were having fun! Not by the storm, of course. That wasn't quiiite as strong as the romance going on. Rather, but Mecha Zangief himself rushing them. Regardless, Draco began to squirm in Mecha Zangief's grasp. "--Let go! Let go!" the dragon girl protested, fervently squirming and kicking at Mecha Zangief in an effort to get him off of her.

p_1d20+4 (Draco's Flail; Does 8% Damage)
p_1d20+4 (Draco's Flail; Does 8% Damage)
p_1d20+4 (Draco's Flail; Does 8% Damage)


"You can do it, Draco! You're going to be Miss Li someday, I know it Draco Hurricane! GAO GAO!!" Iris cheered encouragingly, finishing off with a ferociously adorable imitation of a dragon's roar. If only her tender feelings toward the other could be turned into some sort of power--Oh, right. Magical Girls. Doh. Little magical hearts could be seen manifesting themselves in Draco's eyes, the sign of some extreme violence on the horizon. "Draco Hurricane! GAO GAO!!" Draco chimed in simultaneously with Iris, pulling a single arm back and slugging Mecha Zangief with SONIC SPEED!!

No it won't.

p_1d20+4 (Draco's Critical Draco Hurricane; Does 45% and sends Mecha Zangief flying off of her ...and across the arena)

Meanwhile, Iris mimicked Draco's movements. With love power like that, who could possibly stop them?

p_1d15+5 (Iris' Power of Love; Heals Herself for 7%)

"Wow! Iris got a lot stronger since I fought her in Opelucid City." White remarked, clearly impressed. "I know! I really like her dress." Black replied, on an entirely different planet right now. Suddenly, a hand slipped into White's. "...Do you think we could be like that, someday~?" Black asked in a very soft tone. Needless to say, her forwardness elicted a little blush from White. The flustered trainer pulled out a pokeball with her free hand. "...S-Sure. But I'm the trainer." White awkwardly replied, just kind of doing her best to ignore the bizarre overtones. "Aww, but Whiiite... I belong to Dawwwn!" Black protested, becoming somewhat distraught. She promptly clung to White's arm, doing no favors for how flustered White was right now. Awkwardly tossing her ball, she pulled Black closer to her. "Go, Vivian! ...Sounds to me like I need to weaken your resolve first~" White playfully replied, putting it in rather romantic terms--y'know, if you're a dork--in a deliberate effort to amuse Black. To say the least, she was quite succesful.


Meanwhile, a lopunny with chocolate-colored fur and strawberry colored floof burst forth from White's pokeball. The rather cute pokemon glanced back at the trainers playfully flirting with each other rather incredulously. From the stands, Cynthia might pick up on the fact that this lopunny's coloring wasn't the only thing odd about it. Lopunny were a very shy, almost cowardly race for the most part. They tended to act very flighty and sheepish around threats. This one stood a lot more combatively, in an almost familiar pose... With a battle squeak, Vivian lunged out to meet Mecha Zangief! She then began to rhythmically strike at Zangief, picking out weak points and gracefully flowing into each blow!

((Vivian's Moxie activated!))

p_1d20 ((Vivian's Shaolin Wushu; Does 5% Damage))
p_1d20 ((Vivian's Shaolin Wushu; Does 5% Damage))
p_1d20 ((Vivian's Shaolin Wushu; Does 5% Damage))

...Her fighting style would be painfully familiar to Cynthia. It was at thit point that she might realize that she'd seen those exact same moves almost every day. They were incredibly similar to the fighting style of the lucario species. But where had a lopunny learned to fight like that? Vivian's fourth punch wasn't even aimed at Mecha Zangief, more sluggish and telegraphed. However, this was misleading--for this particular punch was magic! It almost seemed to cut the air itself, and an almost entirely invisible shockwave would launch from her fist, zipping by before abruptly coming back to slam into Mecha Zangief from behind!

p_1d20+2 ((Vivian's Vacuum Wave; Does 16% Damage. Note that this attack targets WIS, and therefore cannot be blocked by banishing flat))

Iris 117 / 135 HP 40 / 40 Shield Status: Normal Perfect Sync (+3 Cha, +2 Dex) Power of Love CD: 2 Turns

Haxorus 175 / 175 HP 60 / 60 Shield Status: Inside Pokeball

Dragonite 205 / 205 HP 75 / 75 Shield Status: Inside Pokeball

Draco Centauros 165 / 175 HP 60 / 60 Shield Status: Normal Perfect Sync (+2 Str, +2 Con, +3 Dex) Draconic Hurricane CD: 2 Turns

Black 120 / 135 HP 40 / 40 Shield Status: Normal

White 160 / 175 HP 60 / 60 Shield Status: Normal

Vivian 135 / 135 HP 40 / 40 Shield Status: Normal Moxie (+0) 3 Turns Remaining

Braviary 175 / 175 HP 60 / 60 Shield Status: Inside Pokeball

Cofagrigus 185 / 185 HP 65 / 65 Shield Status: Inside Pokeball

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