I took little time to get settled before I left Cerulean City. Before I had to leave, I decided to play investigator and go check out the house that the cops were next to. The Officer Jenny let me in with little interference (this one is a lot nicer than the other ones!), and I was in almost automatically.
The house looked like my old bedroom back home. It was ransacked to the point of destroyed. Walking through, I went to go investigate out in the backyard. Maybe there were clues as to what had happened here (that or the thieves had dropped something that was too heavy to escape with. Like a television, a radio or a port-a-potty.) It appeared that the tracks stopped at a man with an R on his chest. Looking at him, I noticed something.
This was the same shifty looking man who had tricked me into giving up The Ground Crew Featuring Diglett… I had to take him down a peg. It looked as though he did not recognize me for the main fact that he thought I was just some kid and spit at me. The nerve of that man! He should know better than to mess with a child who had been heartless enough to leave his mother and make a living off humiliating others (not really humiliating… Just destroying their reason for living) and taking their money. This man had to know I could not be messed with. So, out went his gift to me… The Doduo…
Now, I don’t want to go into gruesome details, but in the duration of battle, Doduo started to peck so much that it caused me to throw up. He poked in… Places… These places should never be seen by a young impressionable child. On the good scale, I got my Dugtrio back and a TM called “Dig” (I don’t know what it does.) On the flip-side however, I did just kill a man (my prophecy has been fulfilled…..) I stood over the man not knowing what to do… I mean, I had just taken a man’s life! What should I do!? So, I did what any normal person would do…
I pissed my pants, cried and ran the hell out of there.
Panicked. Distraught. A little giddy. All these emotions were things I was experiencing. I needed to get out of the city. I needed wheels! I walked over to the bike shop and snuck inside. Immediately, I was spotted by the salesman. Damn it, I hate when they try to sell you things when you’re not at home. Informing him that I was a fugitive, he offered me what he called, “The Rocket Discount”. One free bicycle. I informed him that I had no idea what a rocket was, but I took the bicycle anyways.
So, now I’m a fugitive, on my way out of Cerulean City. Man, I wish I had someone who was simple enough that I could pin this on…. I wonder what Purple is up to these days? If I can find him, I may be able to blame this on him. Although in the meantime, I must flee! Flee from society!
Cyan Gitors
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