Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Pink, Day 12: Invisible walls.

I was on the same bench as yesterday when I woke up.  I found Machamp beside me, keeping guard.  I guess my Pokémon sensed my uneasiness.  Feeling awful, I could hear my stomach churn and my head throb.  I was very much tired and perhaps still in shock too.

I had no idea where Purple and that lot were so I couldn't send a message to them, so instead, I tried calling Uncle Gio.  This time he responded.  I was relieved to hear his voice.  He said he had been dealing with business but things were okay now.  He asked about me but all I said was I hadn't yet managed to find out anything on Rayquaza.  Uncle Gio said I should keep on the task but not to worry if it didn't lead anywhere since he had other things I could do if that didn't work out.  Also, within the next few weeks, I could visit him.   I could bloody visit him!  I was soooo happy.  I didn't mention any of the Nurse Joy business as I wasn't sure if it was real or not.  Until I was sure, I didn't want to make myself look like a fool (or worse, childish - I'm looking at you Cyan!).

I decided that I would get the gym badge here in Fuchsia City to calm my mind a bit, perhaps battling would make me feel better.  I didn't mind if I won or not... but I needed a bloody break.

Before I went however, a man came up to me asking for me to go into the Safari Zone.  It would only cost me 500 Pokémon Dollars and I would get to have 30 Pokéballs (special Safari ones) and some rocks.  The rule was, I wasn't allowed to use my Pokémon, instead I had to use pure skill and wit.  Also, I had a limited amount of steps I could make.  I felt I didn't really have it in me to do any such thing but the man encouraged me and I ended up bloody following him into the place.

It turned out I wasn't the only bloody fool trying to be smart with a bunch of Pokéballs and some rocks, there were other trainers too.  Quite a few in fact.

It was pretty dull to be honest and I decided that it wasn't for me, so I was about to leave... and a giant bug tried to attack me.  I threw some rocks at it and then a few Pokéballs too.  I didn't look back to see if I had caught it, and instead, ran out to leave the bloody Safari Zone.  The Nurse Joy event had really affected me.  I wasn't feeling myself.  I just didn't have it in me to face such bloody nonsense.

Not sure what else to do, I headed for the Fuchsia City Pokémon Gym and entered it.  I knew I wasn't really up to it... but I needed to clear my mind, or at least try to.  Inside there was a large hall and a load of trainers stood about the place.  Not one moved however.  All stood still.  I headed for one, thinking I could ask about the Gym Leader... and walked right into a bloody invisible wall.  A BLOODY INVISIBLE WALL!  WHAT THE BLOODY... OH MY HEAD HURT... MY BLOODY HEAD!

After that bloody ordeal, I held my hand out to make sure I wouldn't bump into anymore BLOODY INVISIBLE WALLS.  Eventually I got to a trainer.  Their Pokémon weren't very tough and my Growlithe made short work of their team.  However, as I went through the hall, TOUCHING AROUND TO AVOID THE BLOODY INVISIBLE WALLS, I found I couldn't avoid any of the trainers.  Not one.  Every single bloody trainer wanted to battle with me!  At the end of it, my Pokémon were tired and so was I.  I didn't really want to fight the Gym Leader now but I knew it would take an hour just to get out of the bloody place.  No, I was going to get this bloody badge and be bloody happy about it.

The Gym Leader's name was Janine and she moved as fast as her Pokémon did.  It took a while, and most of my Pokémon were spent by the end of the battle, but I managed to beat her.  She gave me the Gym Badge and helped me get out of the Gym since I was ready to pass out by the end of it.  Normally I could endure such a long trial but today... everything seemed... harder.

Janine bowed then returned to her Gym.  I on the other hand fell to the floor and passed out.  I was doing that a lot recently.

Hope to see you again soon.

Pink McQueen

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