Now, I have never been on a real Safari, but I believe that the Safari Zone in Fuchsia City has to be at least like it. They take all your money, give you a few minutes, tell you to see and capture as much as you can, and let you keep what you find. I don’t know if that happens to be the way the entire world works, but I know that this is the way my reality works.
Taking off my ball-cap, I replaced it for my safari goin’ hat and set off on my whirlwind adventure into the great outdoors (five-hundred square feet of Pokemon in captivity, score!) Now, in this reality, it’s much like the world outside, except you are forbidden to use your Pokemon to attack in the Safari Zone. I’m not sure, but I’m pretty sure this feeling I get is the way Purple must feel everyday. Out in the wild, with little to no defense, incompetent to the world around me.
Although I was armed with the best equipment that present technology could give me… Bait, Safari Balls, and rocks. FREAKIN’ ROCKS! This was all I needed. After all, if I couldn’t catch anything, there was no reason I couldn’t stone it to death a little bit. I went through the wild grass, keeping myself in line with the fence. Following a path can give you some great things every once in a while, like the HM Surf. Seeing as how I didn’t have the right badge to use it, I wondered if there was a new way to work it. Finally, I gave up, stopped chewing on it, and headed back towards the front of the Safari Zone.
I was approached, by a Kangaroo-type Pokemon, although it wasn’t entirely Kangaroo-like. It was… Different. It had a very large rock plate on it’s head, and horns… Come to think of it, it didn’t really look like a Kangaroo at all. My mind raced. Run? Stay there? All I could think is one thing…. My PC would look really nice with that thing in it.
I threw as many rocks as I could at it, pelting the Pokemon straight in the eyes. With it momentarily blinded, I chucked a Safari Ball and captured it in seconds. “Kahn”, is now waiting patiently in my PC for me to pick him up. Well, that and Kahn’s kid is in there with him. I don’t know how I feel about having Pokemon with child inside a computer. It must be very cramped inside that magic box.
Leaving the Safari Zone, I realized, the place is a huge rip-off! Next time, I’m just gonna break in and take the Pokemon I want, none of this whole “getting in by donation” Ponyta crap.
There is one other thing I would like to note. Purple, wherever you are… Today I walked a mile in your shoes… A mile in your duck footed, shoes that are probably on the wrong feet. …………. I am the law.
Cyan Gitors
PS: Well I am!
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