Nurse Joy, Day 15: Questions.

I was tied to a chair.  For some reason, I was more angry than scared.

Giovanni and a string of doctors stood nearby, watching me.  Waiting for something.  But what?  It was all bizarre.  I was just a Nurse Joy.  This was wrong.

I didn't know what had happened to the other people who had been kidnapped.

"Do you remember becoming a Nurse Joy?" Giovanni asked suddenly.  He had asked this question a ton of times.

The same answer came to me.  "I have always been a Nurse Joy."  And I would always be force-fed another pill.  I had a headache like a Snorlax had fallen onto my head.

The Pokémon known as Mewtwo often examined me closely.  His eyes seeming to see right through me.

"I think...," the Pokémon began, looking to his owner, "I think I have a plan."

There were whispers then I was injected with something.  I whited out.

Nurse Joy

Purple, Day 68: Sunny Afternoon

I have done nothing productive in the last week, and I am loving it. Koff Koff and I have been lazing about on Professor Oak's estate (Do not tell him I am staying here) and mooching meals off of some lady who is sad because her son spends all his time standing on the top of a mountain. I've decided that I will steal his mountain, which will win over this fine lady's heart and give me a kick-ass place to stand all day. Well the mountain is in Johto, so I guess I'll see it eventually.

There is still some time before the SS Anne returns to Vermillion, making it time for naps.

Catch You Later!

Champion Purple Gitimall

P.S: If you go by Oak's place and see a guy sleeping in an Exeggutor, that's me!

Nurse Joy, Day 13: Mysterious Stranger

I LOVE SMOKING!  CIGARS RULLLLLLEEEEEE!

Anyways.

A mysterious stranger came to inspect us all.  He was a tall man with a receding hairline of black, and he bore the darkest eyes a living creature could have.  In a fine orange suit, he looked like the perfect gentlemen, except his facial expression (and the many Team Rocket members) gave me the impression he was anything but.  Beside him stood a Pokémon that seemed to be a Psychic type.

In turn, the man looked upon the many kidnapped people.  When Cyan was seen, he was taken to a room by two Team Rocket Grunts on his own to be beaten up.  I could hear the screams from my position.

After a little while, the suited man came up to me.  There, he glanced at the Pokémon beside him that he called Mewtwo then he stared back at me.  "This one then," he muttered grimly.  He added he was the leader of Team Rocket and his name was Giovanni.

I have no idea who this man is.

They gave me a drink of clear water and some white round candy pieces.  At least he said it was candy.

What choice did I have?

I consumed them all.

Hack.

I felt...

...hungry...

...for a cigar.

WHERE IS MY SMOKES?

Nurse Joy

Cyan, Day 66: It Appears I've Been Kidnapped

Well, this isn't even close to being enjoyable.

Cyan Gitors

Nurse Joy, Day 10: Kidnapped!

A few days ago, I was on my way to the gathering... and Team Rocket kidnapped me!

I'm currently stuck with a blindfold (I can only see partially out of one eye, so my descriptions of what is happening maybe slightly off).  I also have tape on my face.  It’s a little hard to breathe.

Presently, I'm stuck in some weird room where there is a ton of other people too.  Many are in formal attire.  Perhaps the Gentlemen Club people were kidnapped as well.  Strange.

"Reporting no problems in the hall on B1 in the Silph Co Core."  These words are said repeatedly by a Team Rocket man who patrols the area.  He doesn't say anything else.

There's a young boy called Cyan who's blindfolded too.  He says many different things.  They're usually threats to the Team Rocket members.  "I'm going to break your legs and feed you to my Pokémon...!"  His voice is getting tired though.  I think some of the people here have been here for days.

I find myself missing Chansey and missing the drinks she gives me.  Hack.

"You must be her," said a Team Rocket member who crouched down beside me.  "Keep still and listen to me.  I'm not a Team Rocket member."  The voice sounded familiar.  Officer Jenny!  "I got in here using one of their uniforms."  This was all nice but surely the Team Rocket man would notice this one talking to me.  "I'm taking off the tape.  Stay quiet."

I asked her how she knew that I was here.  She said, "An informer calling himself Mr. X, dressed like a ninja."  I think my confidence in this Officer Jenny's abilities just died.  Ouch!  Taking the tape off hurt like crazy.  Seriously, duct tape is the most painful thing ever!  "I'm Nurse Joy.  Hello, and welcome to the Pokémon Center."  Was what I found myself saying.  I say that a lot.

The Officer Jenny looked at me and frowned.  "Secret service?"

I shook my head.  My Pokémon service was known by all.

"How about switching to nanocommunications first?" she asked.

I think my perplexed look was enough for her to realise I was just a Nurse Joy.  Who else could I be?

"I'm looking for Solid Ekans," she stated, looking around the room.

It was then when a man in a white beard came walking towards us.

"Here, take this," said Officer Jenny, giving me a cigar and lighting it.  I didn't smoke!  Why give me a cigar?!

Hope to see you again soon!

Nurse Joy

Purple, Day 62: Post-Game

Wow being a Pokemon League Champion is busy work! I spent all of today and yesterday talking to press people and signing contracts. I am officially sponsored by The Pokewalker company and some guys in nice suits who claimed to be part of “GF” (they wouldn't tell me what it stood for though), so I guess that's cool. The TV guys I talked to interviewed me and asked me what I thought I would do next, so I told them I wanted to “Get Them All” and everybody laughed. Is wanting to own a copy of every living creature a joke to them? Oh well, my sponsors told me I had to go to Johto and continue my conquest of the League, so I guess I'm going there. They gave me a ticket so the SS Anne and told me that is how I would get to Johto.

I'm going to Johto! I get to live the dream of every Johoboo!

Catch You Later!

Champion Purple Gitimall

P.S: That is legally my name now, and it is crime to refer to me as anything but. Isn't that neat?!

Nurse Joy, Day 6: Silver Bells.

Today, Officer Jenny and I inspected the Pokémon Center.  There we found the damage Silver had done to the place.  It was awful.  It was chaos.

The keyhole to the door was scratched!  Luckily my key worked.

There was a note by the door.  'Why did you lock it with a 7-lever lock?  WHY!'  I'm not sure what to think of this.

After some time, Officer Jenny left to do Officer Jenny things.  Silver needed to be stopped.  We haven't gotten any calls to the number yet.  Fingers crossed something comes up soon.  That number again, 04815 162 3420.

"Hello, and welcome to the Pokémon Center."  I said, as a girl with pink hair entered.  She said her name was Pink McQueen and was asking about a Machamp she had lost.  She must be another victim of the many murders that Silver had committed.  I healed what Pokémon she had with her, and they were a Vaporeon and a Growlithe.

She left, looking at me funny with suspicious eyes.  I merely smiled back.

I am soooo nice.

Nice.

Chansey gave me another drink.  Hack.  I really like these drinks.

Next, a Nurse Joy entered and this one was called Nurse Joy Vermillion.  You could tell as she possessed two extra hairs on her fringe.

She smiled and invited me to a gathering the Nurse Joys were having that evening.  I will tell you how it goes tomorrow.

Much niceness.

Hope to see you again soon.

Nurse Joy

Purple, Day 60: E4 (E5!) Member #5, The Pokemon League Champion, The REAL Final Member

I walked into the Champion's room and there stood the biggest douche-bag I have ever seen in my life. He looked down at me (literally and emotionally) and said with a sneer, “Hey! I was looking forward to seeing you, RED! My rival should be strong to keep me sharp! While working on POKEDEX, I looked all over for powerful POKEMON! Not only that, I assembled teams that would beat any POKEMON type! And now! I'm the POKEMON LEAGUE champion! RED! Do you know what that means? I'll tell you! I am the most powerful trainer in the world!”. My name isn't red though....

Thats when the chaos began, he releases his Pidgeot and I sent out Missile. Missile was able to clip his wings with a jolt of thunder (IT WAS SO LOUD) and I figured that this battle wouldn't be too hard. I WAS SO WRONG. He sent out a Rhydon and I feared for Missile's life so I returned him, but in the process of coming back to the ball the Rhydon got a clean punch in that probably did a number to Missile (he has about 10 hp). I sent out King Steven Bradley AKA Captain McFunRuiner (that may be backwards...) and he started bitching about how “the shackles of unemployment were profitable for large business owners and investors, such as [himself]”. I really need to get a less suck water pokemon. Ignoring his ideas to enter the business world as an entrepreneur , I had him Bubblebeam the Rhydon to death. Using bubbles as an attack is funny to me.

Blue, being silent as he had been since the battle began, threw out an Exeggutor who Razor Leaf'd Captain McFunRuiner AKA King Steven Bradley while I wasn't paying attention (I was having too much fun watching him get hit with sharp leaves. Tee hee~). I sent out Garfunkel and had him roast Blue's Exeggutor. Blue's expression still remained locked in place, cold and emotionless. He sent out an Arcanine and I figured it and Garfunkel could just Flamethrower each other to death while Blue and me watched some TV- oh shit it's biting the crap out of Garfunkel. That was a really bad call on my part. I sent out The Scrambler and had him use a- oh fire is super effective against tree type pokemon. Whoops. Koff Koff popped out of his ball and took down the Flaming Dog with a nice batch of Sludge Bomb.

I am down to my last 2 pokemon, and one is very badly hurt, this isn't good. Blue announced he was about to use a Gyarados, so I took the opportunity to swap in Missile because I figured I could gather my wits while watching a large dragon thingy chase Missile around the room. While admist a chuckle, due to Missile just barley avoiding a Hydro Pump from the Gyarados, he lit up the beast by releasing so much electricity into the water. Missile beat something that probably should have eaten it. Cool!

Blue started to laugh, “So RED, you think just because I am on my last POKEMON that you have me beat? You're wrong! This last POKEMON is my strongest! You'll never win! I am Blue Motherfucking Oak, and my girth cannot be ignored!”

With that he sent out an Alakazam. He had a really nice mustache and in that moment I knew I was in trouble. A mustache that fine would only bless the greatest faces this region has ever known! Before I could compliment the Alakazam's 'stache out loud (thus getting on it's good side), it picked Missile up with its mind and threw it into a wall. Down for the count. I guess its all up to you Koff Koff! We have come this far, and I believe in you! We can do this! We have trained for this moment! We can do this! I defeated both Cyan and Trainer Andrew ♂! I CAN DO THIS!

“Alakazam used PSYCHIC! Critical Hit! It was SUPER-EFFECTIVE!”

Koff Koff went down, I felt the world slowly fade into darkness and I started to cry. I had come this far only to be defeated... no... but I worked so hard....

“Meh, heh heh! Take that loser! Now you're down to your last pokemon!”

“What? But Koff Koff was my last... oh... I was told I wasn't allowed to use this one though.”

“Are you Torchic or something? There is no way any of your wimpy POKEMON could beat me!”

“Okay... if you're sure...”

I sent out Blue Screen the MissingNo., and everything turned to jelly. The walls vibrated and leaked. The floor laughed and swapped places with the ceiling. I myself felt awfully a lot like a Tentacool. Despite all that, the worst had yet to come: Blue and his Alakazam just stared into the abyss that was Blue Screen and trembled as he transformed into a multiple pokemon, objects, and people. Their eyes grew and cried tears of blood in then, in union, their heads exploded.

Just then, Professor Oak tore through the door to the room and ran up to me, and said, “So, you won! Congratulations! You're the new POKEMON LEAGE champion! You've grown up so much since you first left with *coughcough*! RED- I mean PURPLE, you have come of age!”.

“BLUE! I'm disappointed! I came when I heard you beat the ELITE FOUR! But, when I got here, you had already lost! BLUE! Do you understand why you lost? You have forgotten to treat your POKEMON with trust and love! Without them, you will never become a champ again!”, he said facing his grandson's mangled corpse. Redirecting his attention back to me, “PURPLE! You understand that your victory was not just your own doing! The bond you share with your POKEMON is marvelous! PURPLE! Come with me!”.

He then walked me into a very shiny room that contained several portraits and a modified version of the Pokemon Center's healing machine.

“Er-hem! Congratulations PURPLE! This floor is the POKEMON HALL OF FAME! POKEMON LEAGUE champions are honored for their exploits here! Their POKEMON are also recorded in the HALL OF FAME! PURPLE! You have endeavored hard to become the new LEAGUE champion! Congratulations, PURPLE, you and your POKEMON are HALL OF FAMERs!”

THE END

Just kidding, this is real life, it doesn't just end like that.

Catch You Later!

Purple Gitimall

P.S: I'm awesome.

Trainer Andrew ♂, Day 60: Meh

Who cares about the Pokémon League, I didn’t really like it anyway. 

Lance won’t talk to me.  He just threatened me to keep quiet and bought me off with a ticket to some cruise ship.  Whatever.

You’ll be my friend, won’t you gallon of Blue Buneary?  Yes you will, you’ll be good…

Lickitung and I won’t be getting out until couches become less comfortable, or TV less interesting. 

Fuck off,
Trainer Andrew ♂

Nurse Joy, Day 5: Murder, I wrote.

Crash!  Thunk!  Cudappaloppo!  A Kedabra's corpse rolled into the Pokémon Center today.  I examined the body and considered the cause of death.

Diagnosis... MURDER!

My Chansey stood beside me with sunglasses and a wry smile.  I wore my Nurse Joy outfit with style (I wore sunglasses too which makes this cooler).  My Chansey gave me a drink.  It was like red metal.  Nice.  SOoooooo NICe!  Gack!  Hack!

My name is Saffron, Nurse Joy Saffron, and I will be your detective today!

...

At least I would be if Officer Jenny hadn't arrived.  That was so nice of her.

She introduced herself.  "My name is Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi..."

"Vileplume?"  I suggested.

"Viole-Officer Jenny," the Officer Jenny said.

"Hello, and welcome to the Pokémon Center."  Was what I said.

A sneaky Pokémon trainer had been killing Pokémon in the city.  It had to be a member of Team Rocket.  There was no such thing as an upstanding gentleman murderer after all.  What would the children think if that happened?

I accompanied Officer Jenny on her investigation in case any Pokémon needed a Nurse Joy.  During our travels, we found footprints.  Luckily, Officer Jenny had a giant magnifying glass for such an occasion.  We followed the prints and found another dead Pokémon.

This one was a Magikarp and it had been burned to death.  Looks like this fish... just got fried.  YEAAAAAHHHH- sorry, not sure why I did that.  Nice, nice.  Chansey gave me another drink.

Hack.

Nice.

Officer Jenny continued the journey to a wall.  How could a person climb the wall?  What in...?  There was a pair of boots left against the wall.

The plot thickened.

Upon closer inspection, we discovered a note by the boots.  It said, 'Congratulations, you left the Pokémon Center unattended and now I'm stealing all the Pokémon.' and it was signed by someone called Silver.

We are not sure what to make of this.  If anyone has any information concerning this note and the dead Pokémon... please call 01982 457 3827.

Nurse Joy

Purple, Day 59: E4 Member #4, The Final Member

I walked into the room, it was a hallway lined with Dragon statues and I knew who I would have to face: The Legendary Dragon Master himself, Trainer Andrew ♂! Wait, what? There he was, atop of a raised platform donning a cape and with his hair pushed up. He looked down at me with a grimace but quickly changed to a smile and he greeted me warmly.

“Hi Purple!”, said Trainer Andrew ♂.

Of course, Trainer Andrew ♂ was the final member of the Elite Four, everything made sense now.

“So, how have you been Purple?”

“Oh... pretty good. I cut my dick off.”

“I read about that, I always thought the healing machines were capable of processing humans! Did you read my posts on the blog?”

“Oh yeah, I didn't like the story that much but it sounded very pretty.”

“That actually happened you ass! Go Pinsir! Destroy him!”

And out it came! I sent out Garfunkel to defend me but before I could issue a command, I caught a glimpse of his Pinsir. It was so pretty, shiny even. I didn't have the heart to tell Garfunkel to roast it alive (but I hoped he would figure out that I wanted him to), but before he could piece it together Trainer Andrew ♂ yelled something silly and his Pinsir fired a MURDERBEAM at Garfunkel. The beam took Garfunkel out of commission but luckily I had a plan: I sent out The Scrambler and had him stomp Pinsir as he is a bug and stomping type moves are super effective against bugs. It was really easy because Pinsir didn't move at all (its like it was recharging or something).

Trainer Andrew ♂ then sent out a Fearow and I knew I was in danger: Flying type attacks are strong against Tree type pokemon because birds live in trees. Damn, how could I forget something as simple as that, stupid! Stupid Purple! As I was formulating a plan to make The Scrambler look less like a tree, Fearow fired off another MURDERBEAM, which ko'd The Scrambler. He keeps using that move, clearly he is a master strategist! I sent out Koff Koff and had him finish off the Fearow with a thunderbolt while it was lying on the ground (Note to Trainer Andrew ♂: Please let your pokemon sleep before the match so they do not take a nap after attacking. Thank you for your time.).

“You've done well to best all of my pokemon, but do you think you have the skill to defeat the most magnificent creature on the planet? Go Lickitung!”

For some reason, Trainer Andrew ♂'s Lickitung looked more attractive than any Lickitung I've ever seen (judging by her hips, she had had a baby AND STILL looked that good! Dayum!). Trainer Andrew ♂ looked at her dreamily and she returned the gaze, I think I may be in the wrong place. Before I could avert my attention back to the battle, Trainer Andrew ♂ caught on that I had broken into their moment and retaliated with an attack from his sweet. Her tail (which did look awfully Dragon-y at the moment) smacked Koff Koff right in the face, which pissed him off enough to puke on her use Sludge Bomb. She looked hurt and I figured I could take her out with one more attack.

“Wait no! It's uh... my turn! I get to heal Lickitung”, said Trainer Andrew ♂ as he rushed over to his girlfriend with a Full Restore.

“We get turns?”

“Oh yeah, if you made it this far you MUST know about turns!”

“Of course I know about turns! I'm like a... Turn Master!”

“Yes you are, and I'll be using my turn to heal Lickitung!”

“Okay, when is it going to be my turn?"

“Oh, don't worry about it, I'll tell you when your turn is”

“You are so nice Trainer Andrew ♂! I love you!”

“Yeah I am!”

Then the battle started again. Koff Koff flew around the room blasting Sludge and Darkness at the Lickitung and she fired off those MURDERBEAMS, waved her Dragon Tail around, and slapped Koff Koff with her tongue (when she did that, Andrew frowned). Koff Koff was pretty tired and I was afraid he would go down soon so I commanded him to use Pain Split. I haven't used it yet because it seemed like a sissy move because it didn't hurt the enemy by blasting them with puke an attack. In that moment I saw the Large Tongued Creature (Sorry Trainer Andrew ♂, but that's all I see in her) gather energy around her mouth and I knew she was preparing a MURDERBEAM so I told Koff Koff to do the same.

Both pokemon erupted with magnificent splendor as the beams fired across the room to meet their target. Upon making contact, both Koff Koff and Lickitung fainted. I reached for a pokeball, but I wanted to know what Trainer Andrew ♂ was going to use first.

“Hey... Hey Trainer Andrew ♂! Throw out your next guy!”

“That was my last one!”

“Oh. This is a 6 on 6 match though.”

“What? FUCK! FUCKITY FUCK FUCK FUCKING FUCK-”, he carried on like that for awhile.

I suppose that means I win. Oh wait, I win! I'm the champion of the Pokemon League now! I am the bestest-

“Oh no, there's another guy.”, said Trainer Andrew ♂.

“What?”

“

Well then, I suppose I must face the secret fifth member of the Elite Four (DERP ELITE FIVE DERP DERP). But for now, I sleep.

Catch You Later!

Purple Gitimall

P.S: Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Trainer Andrew ♂, Day 59: The Elite

I donned the cape, swooshed up my hair, cocked my eyebrow, and I was ready to go.  I had managed to slap Lance enough that he gave me a few tips on being a dragon trainer.  Most of it was pretty garbled, but I managed to squeeze out a few choice instructions. 

Mounting the stairs, my muscles tightened as I saw the bright light of the room up above.  Squinting under the awesome glare, I came out on a platform, able to survey the room before me.  This was the zenith of my existence, the mighty peak to the proverbial mountain.  All my training had lead me here, this was fate incarnate.  I felt it in my blood, in my being, this was my destiny.  A rumbling sounded in my ears as I gazed intently at the door, waiting for my challenger to enter. 

I had to stand there for a few hours before he came in.  Nice dragon statues.

When finally the doors opened, I saw the face of my opponent.  Much to my surprise, it was Purple, my fellow cohort in the internet.  I greeted him kindly, forgetting my post as an Elite Four member.  On second thought, it probably would have been best to prepare some sort of opening dialogue.  Lesson learned, I suppose. 

After Purple insulted me, I threw out Pinsir and the battle begun.  Channeling all that Lance had taught me, I used the greatest pokémon technique known to man. 

“Hyper Beam!”

His dopey looking Magmar never stood a chance.  It had worked!  Truly Lance was a master of his craft.  Though, for some reason, once Purple threw out his Exeggutor, Pinsir lay down on the ground, resting.  I screamed at it to get up, but it just lay there as Exeggutor smashed the poor thing in.  I returned Pinsir before it had to endure too much.  Curse you Purple!

Fearow was next, and he was at his absolute best; all his feathers pristine and sharp.  This would be quite the battle.  Neither pokémon would have an upper hand here, and only the cleverest attack strategy would prevail. 

“Hyper Beam!” 

When you get out of that coma Lance I am giving you such a hug!  Where do you think of these things?!  That bully Exeggutor never stood a chance, each of its heads a visage of pain. 

But the same pitfall as before ensnared me, and his Weezing easily blew my poor bird away.  Here was the final play; it all came down to this.  Nothing could stop the power of my next pokémon: Lickitung! 

She came out raring to go, a smirk of determination played out on her face.  I winked to her, and she to me.  Our bond was strong as ever!  No challenger could stand in our way.  Whatever the challenge, I knew that our two hearts would face it as one; a powerful love standing erect against an evil sea of villainy and deceit! 

Thinking it best that I use a dragon move at least once, myself being in place of the dragon trainer, I had Lickitung use Dragon tail, a TM I had taken from Lance the night before.  Lickitung wheeled around, smashing the Weezing across one of its great, ugly faces.  We’ve got this Lickitung!  Before she could attack again, the floating grimace blasted her with sludge.  Drat!  I had to think quickly, Lickitung was weak, and there was no way she would be able to take the thing down too easily. 

Summing up my master intellect, I devised a wonderful plan.  Knowing Purple’s gullibility, I tricked him into thinking that pokémon attack in “turns” or some other lie like that.  What a stooge!  Under that guise, I went out to the middle of the field and sprayed a Full Restore onto Lickitung.  Now the fight was back on! 

Before I could take advantage of the situation though, Purple’s Weezing used some weird move that hurt Lickitung while healing itself.  What is this!?  This must be cheating of some sort.  I’ll have to talk to Lance about this in the future. 

In the next moment, both Purple and I yelled out “Hyper Beam!” and our two pokémon shot the glowing yellow beam out towards each other.  The room was filled with a blinding light that forced me to cover my eyes.  As the dust cleared, I looked in horror as Lickitung’s body lay still on the ground; Weezing’s not too far away, still as hers.  I ran to her, feeling for a pulse.  She was alive, but very weak.  I kissed her snout gently before returning her to her ball.  Purple would pay for what he did! 

A six pokémon match!?  Nobody told me about this!

Pardon the language, but FUCK!  FUCKITY FUCK FUCK FUCKING FUCK!

I’m going to Pokémon Center,

Trainer Andrew ♂

Cyan, Day 59: My Eternal Struggle

I’m just a kid, but I have noticed a lot of problems going on in the world. I have noticed several injustices, but have only righted one, so far (am I becoming a good person?)

Today, I met a man, screaming at a boulder. Approaching to the man, I told him it could be easily moved using Strength. This man screamed that if water was worldwide, he would no longer have to worry about this (I’m going to censor a word he used a lot with the word Meowth) Meowth. This Meowthing rock was nothing but a bunch of (another word is also vulgar, so that will be Bellsprout) Bellsprout. This Bellsprouty rock was oppressing his Meowthing freedom, and he would put a stop to this Bellsprout.

I calmly asked him what the logic would be in having more water (about 70% of PokeEarth already is water, and it’s useless unless you have Surf), and he gave me a good point to think about (by punching me in the mouth.) I liked this point, but immediately screamed that this man was my sworn enemy, and I would defeat him in a Poke-Battle. So, we got it on.

Letting out Wang Chung, I watched as he threw out something called Mightyena. What the hell is a Mightyena!? I mean, it doesn’t even look like it’s from around here. I didn’t have much time to debate where this man was from, as Mightyena jumped at me with rage. Wang Chung, being surprised by the battle’s start, kicked Mightyena in the snout and the black dog flew into the boulder, breaking it. It quickly got to it’s feet (tricky little Bellsprout, ain’t it?) and bit Wang Chung hard enough to draw blood. As it slapped the dog, the grip on its leg seemed to be becoming more severe. I switched Wang Chung out immediately, and let loose Charizard.

The beast, pissed as all hell, bit at Mightyena harder than the dog originally had bit Wang Chung. Letting fire blast from its lungs, the dog was burnt to cinders. It was immediately let loose and- I’m sorry… I can’t say this next part without laughing. It just cracks me up. The sheer stupidity of the name.. I mean seriously… Sharpedo!? That’s like calling a Pikachu Missile!

Either way, I switched Charizard for Dodrio. From that point, the strange man was screwed. Dodrio ran at Sharpedo, screeching and blasting a Tri-Attack right in it’s open mouth. The shark-torpedo started to smoke from the inside, and was immediately returned. The man grimaced.

Introducing himself as Archie, he said he would see me in Hoenn and Team Aqua would not let me live. With that, the man pushed over a passing child, stole his bicycle and sped off into the cave. That was weird…

Cyan Gitors

PS: Does that mean I’m in a gang now?

Nurse Joy, Day 3: A golden ticket.

Headaches... they come when Chansey brings me a glass of a metallic-tasting red liquid.  Gulp.  NICE!  Nice.  Nice.  Chansey is nice.

Today a young trainer brought in a wounded Growlithe.  Apparently, it had been beaten with a rake by a crazy Pokémon Maniac.  Why did people let them outside?  Some say it's because some asylum called Arkham let them all out and they are ruining the region.  Reports warn people to stay away from a man with two faces.  Whatever that means.

The Growlithe was healed by the machine and the young trainer left.  Another successful day.

Nurse Joy Celadon came some time later.  The conversation went like this:

"Hello Nurse Joy Saffron!" she said.

"Hello, and welcome to the Pokémon Center."  Was what I said.

Nurse Joy Celadon handed me a golden ticket and explained it was for the S. S. Anne.  She added that I was chosen to go to Johto and work in Cherrygrove City.  She also said that she would escort me on the journey on the S. S. Anne and across the Johto Region.

"I'll be back," said Nurse Joy Celadon.  I was sure I heard some drumbeat then.  Five drumbeats?  Four?  Weird.  When the Nurse Joy left, I waved goodbye then I gasped.  Did Nurse Joy Celadon's eye just glow red then?  Probably just my imagination.

Can't get out.  Afraid.  Where...?

Chansey gave me a drink and I felt better.  Felt worse.  Felt...

...nice.

Hope to see you again soon.

Nurse Joy