So, among this ship, I believe that I am the best looking, richest and awesome person here. As I have looked around, looking for whatever may stand in my way, I have noticed that Purple (AKA Faggot) has been gnawing at ropes and yelling at the ship to die. It seems normal enough for him.
I on the other hand, have realized the upside to being rich. Gambling. The SS Anne has a great table where I can play this amazing game called Poke Hold ‘Em. I won another four million Poke dollars (I believe that these coins are made of chocolate) and have already spent them on my new baby. Watching it disappear into my PC, I named left it with it’s original name. Cyndaquil.
After this amount of spending, I threw around some more money to have a comedian come to my cabin. This May girl is not really funny, and she keeps claiming she’s not a comedian and just wants to go home to Hoenn, but she’ll come around. She’ll start telling’ me my jokes. I just have to throw more money at her.
On this ship, I have had a lot of time to think (when I tune out May’s crying) about my gang, Team Magma. I hadn’t heard from any of them since I had been kicked out of the Gym back in Viridian and I was determined to kick some serious Slowpoke. After dropkicking the Pokemon overboard, I went back into my room and fell asleep.
Cyan Gitors
PS: DEAR GOD, THIS STUPID GIRL WON’T SHUT UP!
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