Turns out drinking has repercussions. Nothing too serious, as I’m a rather placid drunk, but the man by the casino wouldn’t let me enter for some reason. I tried to enter and he just got this wide-eyed look and scurried off. Very strange. I do hope I didn’t assault him or something. Also, I discovered a new poké ball in my collection. Turns out it’s some stupid red fish. Great, now I’m 500 pd in the hole and stuck with a retarded (I don’t use that word in a derogatory way, this thing is mentally deficient) fish.
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After spending most of the morning getting acquainted with my toilet, introducing it to my good friend stomach contents, I hit the main deck to keep from being cooped up all day. There was a bunch of very stately looking gentleman all standing around and training, so I took a few hours to join them. No trainers approached to challenge, but I did get a ton of offers for hard candy. I’m not sure if they meant more by that.
But the pitch and roll of the ocean didn't quite agree with my already upset stomach, and I had just the best time heaving over the side of the boat. Luckily though, standing next to me with his face also over the side of the boat was the captain himself. (I do seem to run into important people a lot.) We both talked for a while between voiding our stomachs, and he turned out to be a fascinating person. Regaling me with his many sea-faring adventures, I passed the rest of the day sipping on margaritas (virgin, of course) and listening to the captain.
Not a bad day, all in all.
Sailing the seas,
Trainer Andrew ♂
Trainer Andrew ♂
P.S. All it does is splash! That’s it! I have tried literally EVERY other move command I can think of: nothing. I need to find the guy that sold me a defective Pokémon and give him a stern talking to.
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