The name's McQueen. Pink McQueen. (This is the part where there's a gunshot and blood slides down all cool like.)
Purple told me I should post a few things here, like what I've had for breakfast (I recommend good old fried Torchics, they're fire types so do well at cooking themselves!). Posting things on the Internet hasn't always worked out for me however, since the last time I did it, I got arrested for buying a Pokémon illegally. The Wooper looked soooooo cuuuuute though (and it was on offer with a free Pokédoll version).
Purple probably hasn't told you that much about me, and if he has, he probably has me mixed up with the Nurse Joy at the local Pokemon Center (which is where we met via Internet café since we're cool). He tends to be afraid of girls (and thinks most look alike, especially if they have the same hair color), namely because his mother... did... things to him. He has yet to tell me why he still keeps his favorite pair of Togepi briefs with him at all times. Perhaps he doesn't have another pair.
Now back to me, back to you (nah we're not doing that). I'm a young woman travelling as a Pokémon trainer and I want to be a Gym Leader one day, but the eighth one, not the first one, as the first Gym Leader always has to have weak Pokemon and that would drive me up the wall.
My hometown is Lavender Town, and though my parents are deceased, I can still go up to the tower and talk to them (this is very normal). There are a ton of ghost Pokémon there (lots of accidents happen in Lavender Town, the local saying is "Nasty way to go") and they can be distracting but my Starter Pokémon, Gastly keeps most of them away. I only got him yesterday from the Pokémon Aide of Professor Oak (who mysteriously happened to be waiting outside of my house) but we're already good friends. Ghost Pokémon are the best since they don't need feeding or looking after in any regard. They're already dead! Though, they can faint. Why can ghost Pokémon faint? This doesn't make sense.
Now you're probably (not, but I will go on anyways) wondering why I ended up dating Purple Gitimall online (online is the new offline)? Well... that's a secret. A dark secret. One I am scared of revealing as the consequences are so dire that my life would be in danger (this is an exaggeration but I was told being suspenseful was cool).
On that happy note, keep on being dressed people. Clothes are good apparently.
Pink McQueen
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