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.
now to do the most heart ranching challenge of all. The national dex.
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