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Modified actions for turn 3 Turn 3 -Umbral Precison -Double Dip Max Elixir + Vile seed -Shining Rime -Triple Axel

Turn 3 -Umbral Precison -Double Dip Max Elixir + Vile seed -Shining Rime -Triple Axel -Triple Axel (final rush)

Nip Turn Two (Note, as I will likely be afk at turns end, power gamers are allowed to modify this) If damage cap is not hit: PU -> attack Triple axel x3 If damage cap is hit: PU -> attack PU -> evasion

amendment to previous post: do tailwind second.

Turn 1: -Assist -> Tailwind -Psych Up the highest speed

The palpable tension was almost suffocating as Nip was raised into the air. He refused to look down. They couldn't afford for distractions or fear. Not now. Tempest stood at his side, his tail-tips twitching nervously as he looked at the sky. "I hope you're ready," he mumbled. "As ready as I...

Wrote and did art for an hour each Selling 3 silver spikes Purchases: -Reviver Seed -2 Chili seeds -1 Stun Seed -1 max elixir -restore seed -Cautious seed -Escape orb -Protect orb Additionally picking up the following supports Hex I Hex II Ward I

"Ah, yeah." A part of Nip wished he could say the same. That there was something waiting for him back home. But as far as he saw, there was only hardship and sadness in his future, if he returned. When he returned, really. He glanced towards a window, and to the darkened sky overhead. "We have...

"I know what you mean. Before I came here, I had only recently traveled far from my homelands. nd the settlement I had come across, well. It pales in comparison even to Treasure Town." And yet, overwhelming as that might be, it still beats living as he had before. Constantly on the move, looking...

Years? That was what some of these pokemon called cycles, right? If so, six whole cycles of the seasons. That was... an awfully long time to be alone. Nip had resigned himself to being alone when he had... lashed out at his tribe, so to speak. He knew it would be lonely, but at least there...

Huh. Well, now that she said that. "I think you make a good point." He quit scraping his claws together, staring down at them for a moment. It would be so easy to spill... everything. But something held him back. Maybe it was the fear of judgement. On one hand, he really did trust Brisa. And...

His attention, which had drifted away as he got into the mud of his inner turmoil, snapped back to Brisa. Both his ear feathers and his tail feathers perked up. Him? A friend? He'd had a few pokemon he was close to back home. Or used to be close to, at least. But the bonds he'd formed here were...

"That's true, but..." But what good did it do against an opponent that could counter all of his skills. Someone like Joule, for example. Or... No, he wasn't going to think about it. He wasn't going to think about her. She couldn't do anything to him so long as he was here, on Cibus. Besides...

"You should consider yourself fortunate. I've never been the sturdiest, but I feel like I could take more than I can here." His mind drifted for a moment. Snapping jaws. Burning fairy energy. He winced slightly, then caught himself and shook his head. "I'd still have my strength," he...

Was it that obvious? He decided to not question the fact that others were feeling down after the fight. Icetales and Cynthian, Astrid and Vix, he was certain that he'd be more down on himself if he had been in their fur (or petals, or... wax?) But that was beside the point. His gaze drifted to...

After the battle at the collesieum, Nip had come to in the infirmary. He had been informed of the battle results — unfortunately a loss — treated, and released. Beneath the pungent scent of medicine, he *swore* he could still smell singed fur. And now he was ready to take a long rest, sleeping...

From the stands, Nip watched the opposing teams with narrowed eyes. He'd been working with them for long enough to have a clue how they fought. But it was different when he was facing the in battle. And he knew he should take in as much information as possible. Owen and Brisa, Astrid and Vix...

Nip - already rounding back for another attack - slowed to a stop, confusion clouding his gaze. It... was already over? He blinked twice, then relaxed his posture, though his gaze remained confused and surprised. "Well... if you ever want a rematch..."

The concept of a sparring match, or even a test of skill in front of an audience, was not foreign to Nip. But an audience this size was certainly not the norm. His tail feathers twitched, though whether it was out of anxiety, excitement, or some combination of the two was unclear. To his side...

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