My week. Has been a long one. So. Here I am, out in the wild, without a weapon, shelter, or Poke'balls. I miss home already. HA! Sorry, I can't keep a straight face with that one. So far so good! Still no poke'balls to be found. A friend of mine told me that sometimes-stupid people drop random items on the ground. Hopefully I can come across a poke'ball or a can of Kingler meat. The only thing I could find was a stupid cave, and it's too dark to see in, so fuck that shit. When I decided to just go back home and BUY some poke'balls, I was tackled. At first, I wanted to whine and say "OUCH! That's not very nice!" No. Whoever did this, is a dirty Ditto fucker who deserves to DIE! I got up to see a Pokemon, a Larvitar to be exact. I just sighed and walked away. The poor thing must have trip...
BOOM!
"ALRIGHT, YOU LITTLE FUCKER! IT'S GO TIME!" I said, screaming at it ripping off my shirt. It was a long battle. One that lasted for days. I had no Pokemon to my name. Only myself and my deadly rage. The Larvitar knew it too. He/She could smell my inexperience. He laughed at it. It was that moment in time that I knew I had to have him/her. After a long battle to the death, I caught him into a head lock. The Larvitar spat in my eye. I threw across our battlement, looking him/her straight in the eye. It was the final showdown. We both knew it was down to this. We charged at each other with all out strength and threw the final blow. I was out for five hours. The Larvitar sat next my body, waiting for me. I had won...
We shook hands that day. An honorable Pokemon deserves an honorable name. Tickles,The honorable Pokeman!
So yeah..I'm in the Pokemon center, dressing my wounds, so Tickles and I will be up and about in ten minutes!
See ya soon!
~Crystal~
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