Tuesday
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Battle Legend
The Creed
Posts: 1,602
Trainer Class: 
Player Name: Martín 'Mars' Marzán
OOC Username: Stells
Arena Points: 138
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Post by Tuesday on Jan 22, 2023 23:02:24 GMT 9
Alright, alright... she's getting somewhere, no? It occurs to Tuesday that maybe to survive she might have to drop one of her prizes. She considers it for a short moment, at least, bringing out one of the dark pokéballs and looking at it closely. Then, she sighs. "Catch this, Starcatcher!" The pokéball is thrown right towards the beast. Then a dagger. Then another of Sir Meltan John's stars. Her companion continues to melt (fitting, given his name), but Tuesday does not care. She climbs. ujy_pYX71d12-1
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Tuesday
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Battle Legend
The Creed
Posts: 1,602
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Martín 'Mars' Marzán
OOC Username: Stells
Arena Points: 138
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Post by Tuesday on Jan 22, 2023 23:07:01 GMT 9
Okay, now she's getting mad. We all know things work out great for Tuesday when she gets mad. "OH FOR FUCK'S SAKE. ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! HOW DEEP IS THIS THING?!"Maybe she's just too short. Stupid avatar being stupid 5'2". She'll fix that soon. First, she needs to get out of here, through. Toss the dagger, toss the star, leave Sir Meltan John to keep on melting into nothingness. Two stars remain within him, and all Tuesday sees are two more chances. RSPtzL9B1d12-1
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-2 LOOT
+1 GOREBYSS INK
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Laguna
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World Traveler
Mythstar
Posts: 514
Trainer Class: 
Player Name: Abigaelle Gauthier
OOC Username: Magnere
Arena Points: 0
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Post by Laguna on Jan 22, 2023 23:15:48 GMT 9
"Laguna!"
Her vision was overwhelmed with darkness as she spun into the abyss, slammed by something she couldn't even see coming. Her head was spinning, and she struggled to focus.
"Laguna get up, or you're going to be eaten next!"
The words from Gallade Gadot suddenly snapped Laguna back to reality. Being hit by a fast-moving object out nowhere had her her deeply lost in her thoughts, negative memories threatening to bubble to the surface as she snapped out of it.
One of her stars was missing, presumably eaten instead of her right away, but her Pokeball had been flung out into the void again.
"Gah, forget me! Just go!" Laguna shouted once more, turning to try and grab the Pokeball out from floating in the voice once more.
"What are you, an idiot?" Gadot suddenly shouted back, and Laguna winced instinctively as her hand wrapped around the Pokeball again. She expected some chastising about struggling and failing to be a hero for something she couldn't even confirm existed. For all she knew, it was an empty Pokeball.
And yet, the words she got had a soft smile spread across her face instead. "We're in this together, quit trying to do it yourself. We didn't stop being partners when the spotlight turned off."
Tears floated out from Laguna's eyes, as the celestial partner floated back to grab their arm. "Alright" She spoke softly, one hand gripping tightly onto the dagger, the other still on the Pokeball. "Let's go."
The dark mass in the shadows approached once more, but Laguna this time would simply hold the knife out, ready to strike just in case, rather than tempt fate. Perhaps the threat of a visible weapon wielded defensively might deter whatever the Starcatcher truly was.
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-1 Bleeding. -2 Pokeball. +1 Gorebyss Ink. +1 Honedge Dagger.
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Tuesday
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Battle Legend
The Creed
Posts: 1,602
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Player Name: Martín 'Mars' Marzán
OOC Username: Stells
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Post by Tuesday on Jan 22, 2023 23:23:04 GMT 9
"OH MY GOD. I DON'T CARE FOR POETIC JUSTICE, IRONY, OR WHATEVER. I AM NOT DYING IN THE PRECIPICE."Let's be honest, it's not like she'll actually die, but Tuesday still isn't at all pleased with these circumstances. This dungeon had been a fucking mess, a rollercoaster of emotions or whatever, and Tuesday dislikes UNOVR the most when it turns into something over which she has no control. How dare the game attempt to toy with her emotions?! How dare it creep into Mars' subconscious and do exactly what will obviously exasperating to no end?! This is a personal attack, there's no doubt about that. "Tuesday, dear, maybe take a moment to calm down and—""STAR, MELTAN."The star made of two stars sighs, moving closer to allow Tuesday to pluck the one that rests at his heart. She reaches for it, but at the last moment, she pauses, looking at those hex nut sunglasses. There are no eyes. There is only a star. "Thank you for all you've done today.""No problem, kid."If Sir Meltan John could smile, he would, but he can't, and as Tuesday takes one of his two remaining stars, what's left of his body melts away, leaving only his head behind. Tuesday holds tightly onto the star in her hands, then throwing it as hard as she can. 1MZ4B8vD1d12-1
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Laguna
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World Traveler
Mythstar
Posts: 514
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Abigaelle Gauthier
OOC Username: Magnere
Arena Points: 0
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Post by Laguna on Jan 22, 2023 23:28:12 GMT 9
Did the exit even exist? At this point, she was starting to doubt it. Did everyone else make it out okay? Weren't there other targets more tempting than her? At the last minute, she had to toss her final remaining star out into the abyss to draw the attention of the Starcatcher away from them.
But that also meant there were no other chances. None that she would accept, anyway.
"Come on, move faster, move faster-" She willed her limbs as if saying it out loud would change anything at all. Just don't look back. Keep moving. Don't stop. Never give up. She had to believe they could do this, positive thinking would help her push through. If only she fully believed in herself.
Gallade Gadot suddenly spoke, interrupting her repetitive mantra. "Laguna if we don't-"
She shut down those words immediately. "We will. We just, have to keep trying."
There was silence for a few moments longer before they spoke again. "... You're a wonderful woman, and I appreciate it. But if it comes to it, I will sacrifice what I can if it means you are seen to safety."
Laguna made no audible comment. There was that word again... Sacrifice. She was starting to hate that word.
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-1 Bleeding. -2 Pokeball. +1 Gorebyss Ink. +1 Honedge Dagger.
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Bergamot Gristleborg
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Muddy Girl
Mythstar
Posts: 403
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Chryssa Glasgow
OOC Username: M00K
Arena Points: 37
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Post by Bergamot Gristleborg on Jan 22, 2023 23:29:37 GMT 9
At the end, Bergamot did not die with dignity. "DON'T KILL MEEEEEEEEE!" the villainess screamed. She screamed and screamed.
"DON'T KILL ME!
I DON'T WANT TO DIE!
I DON'T WANT TO DIE!"She screamed hysterically, breathlessly, like a child getting tickled as the Starcatch sliced lines of her body away in coarse chunks. Shhhhck. Legs first, her hard-won mobility plucked away as easily as hitting 'undo' on a computer keyboard. Shhhhhck. Next her torso. Shhhhck. One arm. Bergamot stuffed the Hibernal Heart in her mouth as the Starcatch took the other arm, reducing her to a head on an eclipse-shaped platter. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"There was little more she could say with a mouth full of cold, beating flesh as the Starcatch's hands tore her throat away cell by cell, inch by inch. An omen. Hearteater. Backstabber. Killer of friends and Canadian Pop Stars. <Remember...>Two faces met in a sea of blood and starless sky— what was left of Bergamot Gristleborg, and the stone mask of her former partner. The last star shone within the rock-type's eye socket, a last glimmer of dying hope. <The heart.>Shckk. The Kindler's face was rent in two. The Hibernal Heart beat, trapped in her jaws, in her lips, icy against her tongue. Ba-bum. Ba-bum. They say the human heartbeat is iambic. Isn't that interesting? Ba-bum. How many seconds could a severed head see for before its brain functions shut down? When the executioner held up a head at the guillotine, what did it see? Celine's stone lips moved. <It must—>The world faded out to gray, then white, as light expanded to fill her vision. Bergamot knew she was whiting out. Then why do I feel like I'm moving?Then she realized. It wasn't a whiteout. It was a supernova.Celine Dionyx had sacrificed herself to save her. The spots faded from her eyes just in time for Bergamot Gristleborg— what was left of her— to shoot out of the Precipice Shrine and back into the Misty TImberlands beyond. Her head thudded, rolled on the sleek black ice on the shore, and skidded to a halt. Her jaw lolled, and the Hibernal Heart fell out of it. She'd done it. She'd made it out in one very small, very quickly dying piece. But in a game, that was all it took. Remember... the heart... it must...Chryssa opened her eyes. She was laying on her bed, the lights off, the WorldScreen still strapped across her head.
Everything was dark. If not for the feeling of the bedsheets beneath her, there would be no telling where she was. Which direction was up, or down. Where to go from here.
"Go on," she said softly, and wiped away her tears.
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Tuesday
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Battle Legend
The Creed
Posts: 1,602
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Player Name: Martín 'Mars' Marzán
OOC Username: Stells
Arena Points: 138
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Post by Tuesday on Jan 22, 2023 23:31:17 GMT 9
Giving up does not suit her, but she's tired, angry, and alone. She takes Sir Meltan John's sunglasses, holding onto the cold metallic sphere that is his disembodied head — all that reminds. Wordless, the Alchemist kisses his forehead as a final goodbye, and once the star is plucked and Meltan John melts away drop by drop, all Tuesday has left is herself. She's alone. She's always alone. She had known that wasn't going to change. There's a deep breath, but Tuesday will never be one to accept her fate. She will fight until the end. She will fight until the battle consumes her. There will always be fight left in her. Angered, she throws the star, wishing for the Starcatcher to choke to death. srgm4glW1d12-1
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+1 GOREBYSS INK
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Laguna
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World Traveler
Mythstar
Posts: 514
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Player Name: Abigaelle Gauthier
OOC Username: Magnere
Arena Points: 0
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Post by Laguna on Jan 22, 2023 23:41:05 GMT 9
The shadows seemed to move around them, and Laguna's stomach dropped. Like a cold stone settled within, freezing her from the inside out, weighing her down.
"Gadot, I don't-"
"Shut up." They spoke in response, causing Laguna to wince. "You and I both know this is the only way. Unless you want to give up, I suggest-"
"I know! I know what to do!" Laguna shouted back. "You don't have to lecture me. I get it. I do." There was that lingering temptation to just, go out with them. Spare them the sacrifice, and go out together. But unfortunately, not only would that help nobody, least of all the trapped Pokemon in the Pokeball, but someone's words echoed in her head...
"A shared death is not a shared fate-"
"... Alright. I'll do it." She reached down, grabbing the star from Gadot's leg. The limb shimmered and faded, leaving them with just one. A feeling that made Laguna herself grow numb.
Instead of tossing it into the distance, Laguna would float the star up beside them, waiting for the Starcatcher to come and devour it before slashing with all her might at the mysterious creature. If she couldn't process her feelings healthily, then violence always worked.
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Post by Ladybug on Jan 23, 2023 20:18:56 GMT 9
DANCING WITH THE STARS
(ON ICE)!⠙⠁⠝⠉⠊⠝⠛ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠊⠉⠑
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Tuesday and Kath Ulu have 72 hours to plan and post their performance.
The dungeon will end on 11:59 AM January 26th EST.
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Tuesday
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Battle Legend
The Creed
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Post by Tuesday on Jan 26, 2023 11:18:12 GMT 9
Glaciers melting in the dead of night,
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive black hole If all stars fall, then superstars do so too, dragged into the cosmic hurricane that all consumes. Pulled, tugged, twisted, and turned around and around. Sent spiraling down to smash against stars bent to orbit the centre of this chaos. There, in this singularity, in this No Man's Land, Tuesday finds her footing, and she's FUCKING DONE."You gotta be fuckin' kidding me." The catgirl hisses between her teeth, mismatched eyes glaring at the judging panel sitting so proper behind their makeshift podiums. 'Dance, monkey, dance,' they seem to say. One last dance before it all ends. One last dance or else.One last dance that will apparently be a duet. "Fine." She steps forward, ignoring the dark pokéball still in her pocket and reaching for a tattered guitar among all the ice — one of the many prompts that had surely fallen when the first stage had. With it in hand, she looks at Kath Ulu, nodding with the unshakable conviction of someone who's ready to fight. "If they want us to dance, I say we should fuckin' dance."Blood drips onto the star-filled floor. Tuesday doesn't give a fuck. In the spirit of punk, she rebels against it all. "In fact... Let's rock their fuckin' world."The decision is made. The stage is set. The words come to them with rage. It all ends here. It all begins here. "This one goes out to all those fuckin' sellouts who ran away! KICK IT."One strummed chord echoes through the cosmos... This is not a well prepared performance meant to impress the judges. This is not them being witty or funny. This is raw and real. It's rage and bloodlust. It's chaos like the chaos that surrounds them now.  They're done. They've had enough. They'll scream. They'll break everything they touch. You end up in space, man you don’t wanna be HERE!
Tuesday's voice rings through the cosmos, loud and real. You say 'Chanda Mama, you *****!' But she kicked FIFTH GEAR!
How had that been bleeped out? Don't fucking question it. Clearly, we're holding back on the profanities here. You missed your chance to escape and have no stars left,
But they still expect you to dance like this ain’t just effed
 See? Perfectly PG-13. But, actually... No. She's fucking angry. Too fucking angry to care about any of that bullshit. The next line is even louder, brutally screamed from the bottom of both their hearts: You gotta rock for your right to FUUUUUUCK OFF!
That's more like it. Tuesday sings her heart out. She sings until her throat aches. She bangs her head violently with every word, tousling luscious blonde hair into a wild lion's mane. She jumps so hard that she could smash through the star-filled floor. She plays guitar like thunder striking with every cord, her fingers bleeding through it all. They want a dance? They get a dance. They get rhyme and they get rhythm and it's raw and visceral. The bleeding won't stop. The pain won't stop. She won't stop.Even when Kath Ulu sings, she does not stop, caught in the ferocious trance of the song. She wants to destroy it all. She wants to destroy them all. True to her name always, Tuesday wants WAR. What doesn't kill her, makes her vicious, and the sentiment expresses itself in full force when her voice join Kath's, together singing the rest of the song:  You gotta rock for your right to FUCK OFF!
You gotta rock!
We're bright as a star and hard as a ROCK!
But it's hard to get far when you just don't give a FUCK!
Make noise! Jump! Smash our fuckin' guitars!
No matter what you say we'll always be ROCK STARS!
You gotta rock for your right to fuck off!
You gotta rock for your right to fuck off!
Fuck off!
Fuck off!Guitars are smashed, ice is kicked, blood and sweat mark the ground beneath. They made a fucking mess and they sure as hell won't be the ones to clean it. They're rock stars, and rock stars sure don't bother with any of that bullshit. They rock until the very end. Is it a happy ending? No, it's fucking angry. {FULL SONG}
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Kath Ulu
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Hard Mode Survivor
Round 2
Posts: 171
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Player Name: Heather West
OOC Username: kathulu
Arena Points: 10
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Post by Kath Ulu on Jan 26, 2023 20:40:16 GMT 9
"If they want us to dance, I say we should fuckin' dance."
Kath looked at Tuesday as she nodded with full conviction. "Dancing's what got us into this mess!" Kath replied, exasperated. But Tuesday didn't listen. "In fact…" Tuesday said, still not listening. "Let's rock their fuckin' world."Kath watched in awe as Tuesday literally manifested electric guitars in both of their arms. "This one goes out to all those fuckin' sellouts who ran away!"
"Fuck yeah," said Kath, suddenly realising that since she couldn't DIDN'T, she WASN'T a sellout. No. Tuesday and Kath were something else entirely. Tuesday went for it. YOU END UP IN SPACE, MAN YOU DON’T WANNA BE HERE!
Kath strummed the guitar violently, backing up her comrade in stars. YOU SAY "CHANDA MAMA, YOU *****!' BUT SHE KICKED FIFTH GEAR!
"How'd you bleep something?!" Kath said, but she wasn't audible because her mic wasn't on yet. YOU MISSED YOUR CHANCE TO ESCAPE AND HAVE NO STARS LEFT,
"So true!" Kath said, still inaudible. BUT THEY STILL EXPECT YOU TO DANCE LIKE THIS AIN'T JUST EFFED
Kath strummed enthusiastically until it was time to join in the chorus. Both of them hollered in glorrious unison. YOU GOTTA ROCK FOR YOUR RIGHT TO FUUUUUUCK OFF!
Kath banged her head as Tuesday and her played the sickest of riffs on their guitars. What remained of the Star Judges were BLOWN AWAY, similar to the eruption of a SUPERNOVA. Then she felt it - a surge of rhythmic inspiration welling in her chest like a shaken up can of Poke-Cola. YOU TRY TO LOOT A DUNGEON BUT THEY SAID YOU LOSE!
Kath smashed her head against the concrete void and blood gushed from her nose. Her guitar was slick with blood and sweat and tears and all the fluid flicked off the end as she fingered the fuck out of it. YOUR POKEMON IS DEAD CAUSE YOU HAD TO CHOOSE!
She cried with anger at her own greed, pride, and guilt. SPIN THE WHEEL FOR A DEAL WITH THE DEVIL WHO SHINES!
All of the emotion and dread turned to anger toward Chanda Mama. AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN GET THE SICK WHEELS TO DRIVE (away!)
That bitch took the jeep. That bitch took the jeep! Kath turned to Tuesday and grinned. They knew what came next. YOU GOTTA ROCK FOR YOUR RIGHT TO FUUUUUUCK OFF!
WE'RE BRIGHT AS A STAR AND HARD AS A ROCK!
BUT IT'S HARD TO GET FAR WHEN YOU JUST DON'T GIVE A FUCK!
MAKE NOISE! JUMP! SMASH OUR FUCKIN' GUITARS!
NO MATTER WHAT YOU SAY WE'LL ALWAYS BE ROCK STARS!
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Post by Ladybug on Feb 27, 2023 1:31:50 GMT 9
DANCING WITH THE STARS
(ON ICE)!⠙⠁⠝⠉⠊⠝⠛ ⠺⠊⠞⠓ ⠞⠓⠑ ⠊⠉⠑
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LOOT
Each contestant can take home ONE of the rewards they spun from the wheel! Notify Ladybug of your selection through discord or site DM's, so that loot can all be claimed correctly and accounted for. Do not claim individual loot through Mod Requests.
MORGANA
3 - [tangent=This frozen heart changes your Pokemon from within. When equipped, it will change their primary typing to Ice, and any Normal moves they have will become Ice Type]Hibernal Heart[/tangent]
4 - [tangent=MOVE MOD MOONGEIST BEAM. This is the signature move of Lunala.]Eclipse Disk[/tangent]
5 - [tangent=MOVE MOD SUNSTEEL STRIKE. This is the signature move of Solgaleo]Sunburst Star[/tangent]
ORION
4 - [tangent=MOVE MOD MOONGEIST BEAM. This is the signature move of Lunala.]Eclipse Disk[/tangent]
12 - Poison Jab TM
6 - [tangent=A box that contains a random piece of loot from a Dungeon, Event, or Raid run in Asper. What's inside?]S1 Loot Box[/tangent]
MANISH
4 - [tangent=MOVE MOD MOONGEIST BEAM. This is the signature move of Lunala.]Eclipse Disk[/tangent]
12 - Poison Jab TM
6 - [tangent=A box that contains a random piece of loot from a Dungeon, Event, or Raid run in Asper. What's inside?]S1 Loot Box[/tangent]
TUESDAY
12 - Poison Jab TM
DIVA
4 - [tangent=MOVE MOD MOONGEIST BEAM. This is the signature move of Lunala.]Eclipse Disk[/tangent]
ALLOTTA
9 - [tangent=This burning eye changes your Pokemon from within. When equipped, it will change their primary typing to Fire, and any Normal moves they have will become Fire Type]Estival Eye[/tangent]
LAGUNA
5 - [tangent=MOVE MOD SUNSTEEL STRIKE. This is the signature move of Solgaleo]Sunburst Star[/tangent]
KATH
11 - Solar Beam TM
9 - [tangent=This burning eye changes your Pokemon from within. When equipped, it will change their primary typing to Fire, and any Normal moves they have will become Fire Type]Estival Eye[/tangent]
All contestants who escaped with the extra loot also get a Teddiursa!
Allotta Bambooga, manish, Laguna, diva
UNLOCKED: ADVANCED TRAINER CLASS DANCERSUPPORT | For thoroughly entertaining Chanda Mama and the celestial judges, the players have unlocked Dancer.
Dancers move to an unheard beat. Their steps are light and precise, and they find themselves twirling, tapping, and trotting their way through UNOVR. A Dancer's Pokemon each have individual musical themes, which are triggered when they start to dance (see Tier 1).
The Dancer and their partner command the spotlight in battle, and those nearby find themselves swept up in the infectious rhythm of this deadly duet.
{DANCER SKILLS}At Tier 1 Dancers must equip themselves in the Support tree. At the start of battle they pick a partner to dance with. This partner can ONLY be changed during battle if the previous partner faints. Any buff or heal actions the Dancer takes cannot target a Pokemon other than their partner.
Tier 2 - When buffing your partner, two nearby Pokemon receive the same buff.
Tier 3 - When healing your partner, a nearby Pokemon gains half as much healing.
Tier 4 - Every attack your partner makes is Super Effective.
Tier 5 - You can skip your turn to give your partner a second action on their turn.
{THE PLAYER: DANCER}The player has NO TYPE and NO WEAKNESSES.
The player will WHITE OUT if they faint.
The player's moves are considered NORMAL or FAIRY.
The player cannot learn TMs.
The player can learn new types of moves from Move Mods.
The player's type can be changed via Type Mod.
The player may benefit from NEVER NORMAL in a different class.
The player's RARITY increases at the following tiers:
- Tier 1: Common (+0)
- Tier 2: Common (+0)
- Tier 3: Uncommon (+5)
- Tier 4: Rare (+10)
- Tier 5: Very Rare (+15)
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