Cyan Gitors, Johto Day 8: Life Goes On (Except for Trainer Andrew Male's, She's Dead)

Now, as for the past four days I would like to explain. I don’t really like being in Johto. I mean, I seriously cannot stand it.

As for what I have been doing, I have recently made it to Cherrygrove. Although, what I have done first is the worst (not really) thing I could have possibly done. I bludgeoned Trainer Andrew Male to death yesterday. Now, don’t get me wrong, it was a great Pokemon (it wasn’t) and I cared for it very much (I didn’t), but it had to die. It had a broken leg (which I may or may have not contributed to), and if we learned anything from Ponyta racing, if it has a broken leg it’s going to die anyways, so it’s only humane to kill it.

The way I did it was very peaceful. We arrived in Cherrygrove late last night, and the thing would not shut up. Sentret this, Sentret that… Just going on and on about it’s broken leg. So, I uprooted the sign and beat it to death. It was almost dead, but then began to fight back. As it tackled my leg, I let out a curse for the entire city to hear. I ripped it from my leg, and smashed it against a tree, but the damn thing just would not die! Finally, I let out James Franco, and burned the Sentret to death. Now I know what you’re thinking, “Cyan! How could you burn it to death if James Franco does not know ember!?” That’s a great question Pink. Everyone would think that you could not burn a Pokemon to death without it knowing a fire move, but I say nay!

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I grabbed James Franco by the stomach and engulfed Trainer Andrew Male’s face in the flames upon it’s back. Take THAT society! So now, I am having BBQ’d Male. It tastes like crap. Almost like injured dignity and shame.

Speaking of which, I’m wondering what the REAL Trainer Andrew Male (I’m taking back the word. It is our word for making fun of them) is doing?

Cherrygrove isn’t all that interesting. The only thing I’ve noticed while being in Johto is something remarkable. It gets dark. Not like shadow dark. Full on, GENGAR DARK. Seriously, I don’t know where the sun goes! It just, disappeared and hasn’t been back for several hours. I’m starting to get worried. What if the sun got lost? I mean, it’s only a baby, after all!

I asked a few townspeople what the glowing thing in the dark was. Then I realized I couldn’t understand them, so I made my own name for it:

Peder (It’s Hoenn for Trainer Andrew Male.)

Cyan Gitors