Donna
"Aww, a textured voice actor! Love to see it." He mocked back, not understanding the beatdown that he was about to endure. The lights in the stadium blared on, putting a spotlight on him, the Champion, and the battlefield itself. Suddenly, the performer's voice blares over the hundreds of speakers:

"WELCOME, GUYS, GALS, AND NON-BINARY PALS TO MY FIRST ISLAND BATTLE! HERE WE HAVE A STRAPPING, CONFIDENT TRAINER WHO'S BEEN ITCHING FOR A BATTLE SINCE HE'S ARRIVED! LET'S GET THIS GOING!"

If Quinton cared to look, surrounding him was a set of cameras that was connected to a video feed. On the giant monitors of the stadium, a livestream of their battle was playing with a chat flowing from down to up with excited comments.

As the stadium grew into inky darkness, Luxio couldn't help but straighten up. "An eerie darkness? A shiver & change of temperature? Why, that sounds like a Ghost-Type!" He exclaims, playing it up for the camera. He throws his ball out to reveal a Rotom-Wash, surveying the area for any Pokémon that might try to pop out.
Paulette
"Rotom-Wash? Interesting." Quinton yawns into his fist; bringing himself back away from the man more. A new aura lingers in the air, a more serious, dense feeling. One could say that the surrounding air had a physical thickness to it.

"So.. You're looking for a show?" He asks, his hands shifting into his pockets, titling his head to the left; his eyes looking him up and down. "Alright.." He hummed, "Let us give you a show." His arm swiftly swung out of his pocket, cutting through the air, his finger pointing forwards at the washing machine. "Shadow Sneak, Gengar."

Luxio was right. It was a Ghost-Type! But where was it? Gengar had to ability to cloak itself anywhere in the inky blackness that drowned the surrounding area. As their heads pivoted around the room in search of the incoming attack, a pair of large, evil eyes slowly opened WITHIN the dark shadow of the Rotom-Wash. The Pokemon.. Was inside of it's shadow as it searched the room... It lashed out of the shadow in a whoosh, a surprise attack, it's fist slamming down towards the side of the Electric-Water type.
Donna
"WATCH OUT, SCRUB!" The trainer called in an attempt to help the Pokémon dodge. As the Rotom turned to the sound, however, the Pokémon got hit point blank with the attack, causing them to stagger. Luxio's fans on-screen revered for both trainers, exercising excitement as the UI of the screen showed how much damage Rotom took.

As the Pokémon readjusted, it kept its eyes on Gengar as it started to shake an convulse. "SHADOW BALL!" An exceedingly eerie substance started to leak out of the washing machine, soon rapid-firing a Shadow Ball towards Gengar at point-blank range. 

**(Accuracy Roll of 16 = Success!)**

"EXCELLENT SHOT, MY FRIEND!" Luxio exclaimed as the move made direct contact with the Poison/Ghost type. "Stay aware!" The Rotom nodded, zooming into the air near a spotlight to stay in consistently bright light. Luxio prepared himself to see what the opponent would try now.
Paulette
"Hm," Quincy hummed, watching his Pokemon's fist slam into the side of Luxio's rotom, seeing as the Pokemon almost stagger to the floor. Most trainers would've been stoked to see a move connect. Not Quincy, he looked disappointed. *Why was it still standing?...* He gritted his teeth together.

Gengar sunk back into the floor to, dodging the first shadow ball that rocketed it's way. Sliding around to the other end of the Pokemon, it resurfaces, only to get hit dead center by the super effective ghost move. Shrieking, the Pokemon shakes his head, trying it's best to shake it off.

"What the hell Gengar?! Don't just sit there and take it! Use Phantom Force!" Quincy scolded, shouting out the demand. 

Gengar nodded, cackling out, it's fist slammed together. A large mass of purple energy formed in front of the Pokemon, dark purple energy sinking into the darkness before— POOF. Once again Gengar was gone.

Then without seconds hesitation, Gengar erupted from Rotom's side, slamming the hard hitting ghost type attack on top of its body. The ground shook and rumbling from the impact, purple energy flying about the area. 

**(Accuracy Roll of 17 = Direct Hit!)**
Donna
"BE CAREFUL!" The Trainer called out as both him and the Pokémon searched for any signs of moving shadows. Luxio noticed, but just a hair too late as Scrub's body slammed into the floor. The online audience cheered as Rotom wobbly flew back into the air. 

Scrub zipped and whirred in place, the rod on its head starting to spark and turn a sickeningly light yellow. Soon, it blasted out all of its energy with the move Discharge.

**(Accuracy Roll of 3 = Miss!)**

Unluckily, the move made no contact with Gengar as the Pokémon kept its eyes on the Gengar. Luxio flipped out of the way of the blast, landing back in the trainer spot.
Paulette
"Now that's what we're fucking talking about!" Quincy nodded in approval, his hands returning to his pockets. A thin smirk lined the sides of his lips, his eyes narrowing at the trainer slowly lose confidence.

Gengar shifted back to it's trainers side. **Using the double 3 passively because why use an attack that gonna miss lol.** It's body float about in the air, it's eyes slightly narrowing at the Rotom menacingly.

"You can still throw in the towel." Quincy mocks, rolling his shoulders back.
Donna
"But there's no fun in that, now is there?" He said with a grin, spinning in place before pointing at the Gengar. "Thunderbolt! And make it graceful for the lovelies!" The Rotom zipped around excitedly.

The Plasma Pokémon's body started glowing once more, the rod on the highest-most point glowing once again. Thunder sped from Rotom to Gengar's area.



Almost as if blessed by the Gods of Willpower, the Rotom's attack dealt CRITICAL DAMAGE! The chat went WILD as Rotom zoomed in place, Luxio smiling in approval.
Paulette
Quincy watched this motherfucker literally spin around like a princess. At a loss of words, he turns his attention back to his Gengar; only to see it getting KFC deep fried by the washing machine's thunderbolt attack. "God *Damnit* Gengar!" His hand slapped against his face, facepalming at the sight of his Pokemon getting fucked up by a orange washing machine with a face.



To Luxio's and even Quincy's surprise, Gengar was no longer flying in the air, but was still holding it's footing! The powerful ghost/poison type held on with 1hp to spare. Don't know if it held it's ground to show just how strong it was or just how *Scared* It was failing its master.

"Huh.." Quincy's hand rubbed down his cheek, watching his Pokemon barely being able to stand. "Gengar, use Hypnosis!" 

Barely being able to stand on its feet, Gengar swung its arm forward weakly, shooting a hypnosis wave at Rotom.