Howdy, and welcome to The Amazing Pokemon Gameshow! (or APG, for short)
In APG, you- the readers- will not only decide the challenges and events following this show, but also who gets eliminated and who wins! Information about what you can do in the review section is at the bottom of each chapter!
This will be divided into sections, so if you don't care to read one section, then you can just skip it, which is a neat feature.
Now, I shouldn't be telling you this as a writer, but I will be choosing the 25 contestants at random WHILE WRITING THIS. So the 'meet the characters' section is improv, and I hope it's entertaining. Let's begin our journey!
-SECTION 1: THE MEETING WITH THE BOSS-
"Where in the WORLD is Tyranitar!" Mr. Mime yelled out to all of his staff.
A little Bidoof scurried over to Mime's desk, holding a cellphone in her paws, "Sir, Tyranitar said he will return shortly-"
"He literally said that TWO HOURS AGO!" Mr. Mime roared, banging his hand on the desk, "If he doesn't show up with our contestants in the next FIVE minutes, I am going to-"
Suddenly, a huge shadow appears behind the front office door. The door creaks open as a giant Tyranitar holding an ice cream cone squeezes through the two sides of the door.
"Sup' boss." The Tyranitar asked.
Mr. Mime, spitting out his cigar, walks over to the giant Pokemon and stares upward with flaming determination in his eyes, "'Sup', boss'? 'SUP', BOSS"?! Where have you been?!"
"Well," Tyranitar licks a part of the ice cream off the cone, "I got the Pokemon, but thought I stop and grab something to eat at Vanilluxe's Diner-"
Mr. Mime slaps the cone out of his hands as Tyranitar goes for another lick. "I'm trying to run a failing business here with you being our last hope, and you go and get BREAKFAST?!"
"Well, it's technically lunchtime so-"
"NEVERMIND." Mr. Mime grunts, "Do you atleast have our contestants for your 'brand-spanking new show' That will save my TV company?"
"Oh yeah, totally dude. Come check it out, they're all outside." Tyranitar squeezes his way back through the door.
Mr. Mime and the little Bidoof from before look at each other confused, "Why are they outside?" Mr. Mime asks.
"Well, most of them were already tearing up the back of the trailer with fire and junk. Wouldn't want to burn down your building boss!" Tyranitar answers as he walks to the elevator.
"...Lord have mercy" Mr. Mime whispers to himself as he cautiously enters the elevator with the bubbly green giant.
-SECTION 2: MEET THE CHARACTERS-
The elevator roars to a stop as the two head for the main lobby. Sounds of mischief can be heard outside the glass interior.
"Alright, I'll go get each guy one by one and introduce to you the new faces of your company!" Tyranitar says, excited for the presentation. He runs out of the building to grab the first contestant of 25.
Mr. Mime struggles to cope with the fact that, after that huge illegal Puffin scandal their last main star had- that star being Pikachu, of course- The owner needed a brand new show to fill in the holes the lawsuit has brought on to them. So when this unorganised maniac named Tyranitar showed up, Mr. Mime had to listen to him to save his channel.
As Mr. Mime stares off in the distance about the future of his business, Tyranitar interrupts, bringing along his first Pokemon for the new game show. "Alright, here is your first superstar!" Suddenly, inferior to the height and weight of the giant Pokemon, a Treeko struts into the lobby.
Mr. Mime jumps up at the celebrity material he has, "Why, hello Mr..."
"Treeko. How ya' doin' gramps?" Mr. Mime looks annoyed, but feels happy inside. This is the kind of people he needs. "So when do I get paid?"
"When you win little dude!" Tyranitar says
"Don't call me 'little dude'." Treeko snaps back.
"Sassy little thing I LOVE IT!" Tyranitar responds, "Now, let me get the next one!" Tyranitar runs back out.
Mr. Mime looks at the little Treeko, "So, how's it go-"
"Don't talk to me." Treeko says as Tyranitar flings the door back open.
"I present to you...SLAKING!" He holds the door open. "...He's on his way...Just...very slowly..." Slight body movement can be heard from the outside. "...I'll just go get the next Pokemon." Tyranitar walks back out.
"AHHH" Suddenly, a giant streak of fire soars through the main door into the lobby. Treeko swiftly jumps high into the air as Mr. Mime gets trampled by the flame.
"WADDUP', SON?!" A Combusken makes his way inside through the main lobby doors (which are now burned down) He rushes over to the two Pokemon, one who is one the ground burning. "This is a sweet place. It be a shame if someone was to BURN IT DOW-"
"WAIT" Tyranitar bursts through one of the windows, "You'll have time to burn stuff on the field!"
The little Bidoof from before rushes in with a fire extinguisher and blows the boss out. Mr. Mime slowly gets up and observes the contestants. "Can you NOT do that in my newly refurbished lobby?!"
"Sorry gramps," Combusken says, "I just have a...Firey personality disorder, if you know what I mean..."
"Stop calling me gramps!" Mr. Mime yells.
"See, I told you" Treeko states.
Mr. Mime shrugs, "Can we just get the next contestant?"
"Ooh, gramps is getting angry" Combusken laughs.
"I WILL SUE YOU!"
As Mr. Mime goes on a tantrum, a Volbeat walks through the burnt doors, "Just so you lovelies know, there seems to be a homeless ape man crawling towards here. Should I be concerned?"
"A here is our next contestant: Volbeat!" Tyranitar says, still laying on the ground along with broken glass.
"What's with the girly get up?" Treeko asks as Volbeat walks over to them.
"It's not girly, it's called being stylish, unlike you Mr. Naked!" Volbeat then looks at Combusken, "...You are shaped very innapropiat-"
"SHUT UP." Combusken shouts.
Mr. Mime steps back and looks at the Pokemon, "Wait a minute. a Treeko... a Combusken...Volbeat-"
"And a Slaking! He's on his way." Tyranitar states.
Mr. Mime shoots up in the air, "AND a Slaking?! DID YOU JUST VISIT HOENN?! Dang it Tyranitar, I told you this needed to be a diverse game show, not just one region!"
Tyranitar gets up from the glass, "It is more than one region! Speaking of which-" Tyranitar jumps back through the window to the trailer. Suddenly, a looming buzzing sound can be heard through the walls as a Vespiquen hovers through the doorway.
"Well, hello there~" Combusken winks at Vespiquen.
"Sup' girl!" Treeko says.
"She's not that cute..." Volbeat silently whispers to himself.
"Quit your ignorant remarks scum" Vespiquen roars, "I am Vespiquen, ruler of the beehive! I demand respect from all of you, or you will face the wrath of my royal power!"
"Mmm, sassy~" As Treeko teases her, a swarm of bees storms into the lobby.
"ATTACK ORDER!" Vespiquen yells as the bees fill up the lobby and attack Treeko. Treeko runs around franticly as he is stung all over. Volbeat covers his eyes as Mr. Mime laughs.
"This is great!" Mr. Mime says. The bees soon buzz away from Treeko back to the outside, while their victim lays on the floor.
"Learned you listen, peasant?!" Vespiquen hovers over Treeko with her hand on her hips.
"Mmghmmghs" Treeko replies, but the stings make it come out gibberish.
A little Sandshrew pops her head from the door and shyly says, "Excuse me, is it...is it my turn yet?"
"SURE, WHY NOT. COME ON IT!" Tyranitar shoves Sandshrew in. She stops, her legs wiggling.
"Oh, uhm...Hi?"
"YOOOO-" Combusken yells at Sandshrew. The little Pokemon lets out a 'yeep' and runs behind a sofa nearby. "...Was it something I said?"
"Next up is the one and only: CHESPIN!" Tyranitar says as a little Chespin walks in.
"Hello everybody! I brought it upon myself to bring you all BLUEBERRY. MUFFINS. YAY!" Chespin pulls out a basket full of muffins. Combusken, Volbeat, and even shy little Sandshrew all dig in.
Chespin spots Vespiquen, who had on a slightly angry face, "Awww, is something wrong?!"
"No peasant. Leave me alone."
"You know, when I feel sad, I always sing a song. WANNA HEAR IT?!" Chespin asks happily.
"No-"
"I WANNA' BE THE VERY BEST, THAT NO ONE-"
"I will kill you with the might of 1000 hurricanes all strapped onto a nuke, blowing you up and sending your oozing body parts flying in all directions, so there would be no hope for you to live." Vespiquen says. Chespin then backs off.
Tyranitar talks to Slaking nearby, "Dude, hurry up- Oh! OK, next Pokemon is kind of a fan favorite: UMBREON."
"Eeek!" Sandshrew yelps out. All of the other contestants stare at her, causing Sandshrew to slowly go back behind the sofa with her muffin, blushing.
An Umbreon walks into the lobby. "So can someone explain why the door is on fire or-"
"HEY, WANNA HEAR A JOKE?" Chespin runs up to Umbreon.
"...su-"
"OK. Why couldn't the Umbreon fight the Machamp?!"
"Well, considering I'm a dark type- and that fighting types are super effective against me, then-"
"Because with those biceps, he didn't eeveen stand a chance!" Chespin waits for an applause.
"...I'm just going to go over here...alone..." Umbreon quickly side steps away from Chespin and vanishes.
Tyranitar holds the non-existent door open, "Next up is-" Suddenly, The entire walls breaks as Palkia runs through.
"WHAT THE HECK!?" Mr. Mime yells. "IS THAT THE-"
"I AM THE GOD OF SPACE. RAAAWWHHH" Palkia screams.
"TYRANITAR!" Mr. Mime yells, "Why is the God of space IN MY BUILDING?!"
Tyranitar turns to Mr. Mime, "Well, you didn't give me any rules on who I can allow in this game, soooo I got the God of space!"
"Oh my god."
"Yes?" Palkia says.
"NOT YOU!" Mr. Mime yells. Vespiquen hovers over to Palkia.
"Finally!" The queen of bee states, "A worthy foe in this competition! I would be delighted by this, but seeing how we have all these idiots running around, I feel our power together will be taken down by the tomfoolery of these peasants. So I pledge an alliance is in order-"
"I AM THE GOD OF SPACE."
"...Indeed you are, but still-"
"GOD. OF. SPAAAAAAAAAA-"
After all the bee stings finally slither away, Treeko gets up and dusts himself off, "Man, thanks for that pleasant experience- HOLY CRAP, WHAT IS THAT THING?!"
"AHHHHHHHH" Palkia screams.
Tyranitar speaks up, "Keep it down you two, our next Pokemon is on her way! Everybody, meet Jumpluff!" Just then, a little ball flies through the broken window using her cottonweed hair.
"I present to all of you the glorious traveler of the world: ME!" Jumpluff states as she sits on the sofa.
"I am the GOD OF SPACE." Palkia replies, once again.
"Oh I know" Jumpluff says, "I mean, I was in the God meeting with all of you ol'...Goddies like two months ago!"
Palkia hesitates, "...Really?"
"Yep." Jumpluff replies.
"...Huh, I don't seem to remember you, but you must've been there!"
"So you've traveled around the world?" Umbreon, who reappeared, asks on top of the sofa.
"Yes, and I know everything! First of all, I know that you are Umbreon." Jumpluff replies.
"GENIUS!" Combusken yells from afar.
"Yeah, sure..." Umbreon doubtfully says. Just then, Sandshrew's hand appears from behind the furniture and gently touches Umbreon's paw. He jumps backwards and Sandshrew disappears once more.
"Eeek" a slightly faint noise says.
"Next is Solrock!...Uhmm..." Tyranitar goes out to the trailer and comes back holding Solrock in his hands. "...Hello? Anyone there?"
Mr. Mime walks over to him, "Tyranitar...That's a rock."
"Nah boss, this is a Pokemon!"
"It's a rock" Jumpluff says from the couch.
"We should listen to her, she knows everything!" Chespin yells. Combusken nods his head.
"Listen, this thing is a Pokemon, I'll just...Put him on the ground here..." Tyranitar places Solrock on the ground- he doesn't move. Tyranitar kicks Solrock under one of the sofas and carries on.
Tyranitar faces Mr. Mime, "Next is a monkey named Pansage..." grunting can be heard from outside as Pansage is carrying Slaking. "What...What are you doing?"
"Well, the guy fell asleep halfway from the trailer to here, so I thought I'd carry him over!" Pansage places Slaking on the floor beside him.
Jumpluff gets up, "Dang, how much does that guy weigh- I MEAN, I know how much he weighs, but how can a little monkey like you carry him?"
"Oh, me? It's just all in the knees ma'am." Pansage walks away as Jumpluff still looks confused. Palkia sees the sleeping Slaking and very quickly kicks him under the sofa beside Solrock. The sofa rises a little.
Suddenly, busting through another wall of the building is Dialga. "HA! So we meet again Dialga," Palkia says, "Let us end this so I can partake in crushing this noobs in a show of game."
"Noobs?" Volbeat interrupts.
"STOP TEARING DOWN MY WALLS DANG IT!"
"Ahh, You see Palkia, I'm not just the God of Time anymore." Dialga replies menacingly.
"What?" Palkia's eyes widen.
"No, rather, I am something much greater...I...am...DITTO!" Suddenly Dialga morphs into a tiny piece of goop with eyes, "Ha! Gotcha!"
"...How is that stronger?"
"It's not" Sandshrew appears from the sofa, "That's Ditto, the con-artist of the Pokemon world..."
"WHAT!?" Palkia yells at Sandshrew.
"EEEEK, sorry- sorry..." Sandshrew runs back behind the sofa.
Tyranitar shoves in and says, "Yes, who is also our next contestant!"
"Foolish Ditto!" Palkia roars, "I can stomp on you and turn you into MUSH!"
"I already am mush, bro~" Ditto replies.
"...Dang it, you have me there"
"SO YOU DESTROYED MY WALL JUST FOR A JOKE?!" Mr. Mime screams, "I WILL SUE YOU-"
"Anyway...Next is Weezing." Tyranitar points to him as he floats in. Weezing immediately begins coughly up a storm. All the Pokemon, even Palkia, take a step back.
"Are you trying to get us sick? He should not be allowed!" Jumpluff declares.
"Nah, nah I'm fine guys, really-" Cough, cough, "I can play ya'll, I can-" Weezing coughs some more.
"Oh no!" Chespin says, "How will we ever know when he is being sarcastic or not?!"
Suddenly, a shadow appears above them on the top floor of the building. They all look up as a voice states:
'Since I was a young Oshawott, I followed my families tribe through thick and thin, learning the ways of the scalchops warriors. But I have disgraced my ancestors, and I must redeem myself to my brothers and those after me. To carry out their legacy is my only purpose.'
"...Hey man, you good?" Pansage asks. The ominous figure then jumps down from the balcony and lands perfectly in front of them, revealing a Dewott in their presence.
Tyranitar introduces him, "This is Dewott, some karate guy or whatever."
"...Why is there a fat man under that sofa?" Dewott points to Slaking.
"Next we have Crustle!" Tyranitar says. A grumpy looking crab steps into the lobby (which does NOT look like a lobby anymore) and snaps his hands at everybody.
"No touching...Meh...No touch...Mine..." Crustle grunts out. The crab then sees Solrock under the sofa. He takes the rock and stuffs it in his huge shell, "Mine...No touch..."
"Uhh, he just kidnapped one of the players-" Pansage states.
"IT'S A ROCK." Vespiquen yells at him.
"My rock...Meh...No touch..." Crustle goes into the corner of the lobby and hides.
"Well then," Tyranitar laughs, "Next is Camerupt."
Camerupt waddles in, "Hayllo everyone, I happy to see much Pokemon. I want fun!" Just then Camerupt sneezes and blows the roof out. Mr. Mime is pretty much done at this point.
"Woah, you can shoot fire too?!" Combusken asks.
"Yeah, but no one likes when I do..." Camerupt looks down.
"Dude, I think that's RAD!"
"OH MY GOD, ARE WE BEST FRIENDS NOW?!"
"YES!"
"AHHH"
Vespiquen sighs, "These idiots..." Camerupt almost sneezes again, but Dewott jumps in and stops him by putting his finger under his nose.
"Thank you, Otter man" Camerupt thanks.
"I must redeem myself as a true hero. You're welcome" Dewott replies.
"...I AM THE GOD OF SPACE!" Palkia screams for no reason.
"Next is-" Tyranitar is suddenly interrupted.
"Yeah, yeah Shroomish, cool, Hi everyone, and goodbye" A Shroomish walks in and sits nearby (but not touching) Crustle, avoiding everyone. Pansage walks towards her.
"Is something wrong?" Pansage asks.
Shroomish replies quickly, "I'm using the technique of staying out of the spotlight to I everyone forgets me. That's how most win."
"Oh, ok." Pansage sits down, "So, what do you like to do-"
"Stop trying to give me character! I don't want people to look." Shroomish faces the other way. Literally everyone, including the Solrock in Crustle's shell, is looking at her. "STOP LOOKING AT ME!"
"I feel that we should keep an eye on her..." Volbeat offers.
"NO! DON'T!" Shroomish yells.
"Yep, certainly, keep an eye on her." Vespiquen says.
"AHHHH"
Then, to take the attention away from Shroomish, a Lairon rushes into the lobby screaming.
"YEAH! ROCK ON, LET'S GOOOO! WOOOO!" Lairon screams.
"What is that thing?" Umbreon asks.
Jumpluff jumps in the air, "Well, it's obviously a...Uhmm...A Rhydon! Yeah! It's a Rhydon!"
"WHAT? I AM NOT A RHY-"
"Well, since Jumpluff said it," Tyranitar says, "I guess our next contestant is Rhydon!"
"Nooo, I'm Lairon, the coolest-"
"Your name is Larry?" Combusken asks.
"...No, LAIRON, not Larry-"
"He said Larry, for sure." Camerupt replies.
"Is it Rhydon or Larry?" Umbreon asks.
"NEITHER, I'M LAIRON- AHHH!"
"Mine." Crustle grabs Lairon and stuffs him in his shell, "No touch!" Muffled screams can be heard from inside Crustle's shell.
Treeko adds to the conversation, "...These contestants are so weird-"
"I know right- I mean...I'm sorry...I didn't mean to interrupt...Oooh..." Sandshrew goes back behind the sofa.
"...Point made." Treeko replies.
"Alright, we are we- number 20?" Tyranitar looks at a piece of paper, which is burnt, "Next is Magnezone!"
"Hello manufactured characters of Nintendo. I am Magnezone, the smartest robot in existence."
"What's Nintendo?" Combusken asks Jumpluff.
"OH! Well, Nintendo is...Is...A great spirit in the sky who...Brings you presents every christmas!"
"Oh wow, I love Nintendo!" Combusken says.
"Yeah, I just wish Nintendo made games faster..." Camerupt adds.
"Forgetting that reference, want on digital reality happened to this interior?" Magnezone asks. Suddenly a Magnezone with eyelashes and a bow appears.
"Why does it matter? You and me are superior in everway to these data mines. Hover away with me." The female Magnezone tells him.
"First off, you have made a spelling error writer. It is 'every way' not 'everway'" Magnezone states.
(Son of a gun)
"Second, Magnezones do not have genders, and therefore can not be male nor female. Is not that right, Ditto?" The female Magnezone morphs down into Ditto.
"Dang it, you got me." Ditto slithers away.
"Next is Corphish." Tyranitar states as a little Corphish.
"Oh boy, I love Lobster!" Combusken says out loud.
"OH! Me? Oh I don't taste good, I'm just a lobster, haha, you know how it is...AH-" Corphish hesitates and jumps behind the sofa. He hits his head on Sandshrew. "Aww, aren't you a little cutie, I could just eat you up- I mean, don't eat me of course, you know- this isn't some kind of competition to eat me, right? RIGHT?! AHHH! DON'T TOUCH ME! I'M UNEDIBLE!" Corphish runs away and hides behind a plant.
"...bye..." Sandshrew says sadly.
"Can we just finish this already, I've been waiting FOREVER. Why did we do this one at a time?!" Says Zorua, barging in. Umbreon looks up from a nap a his eyes widen.
"Hey, wanna hear a funny joke?" Chespin rolls over to Zorua.
"No."
"Good! What did Zoroark say to-" Umbreon headbutts Chespin into the wall. He lands right between Crustle and Shroomish, along with Pansage. Crustle grabs Chespin and stuffs him into his shell.
"No touch. Mine." Crustle tells everyone.
"That guy seemed like a loser." Zorua proclaims.
"Are you not going to thank me for saving you from him?" Umbreon asks.
"Why should I thank you? Now I'm talking to you." Zorua walks pass him, ignoring him. Umbreon's ears droop. Pansage sees this and leaves Shroomish for a second (they've been talking ever since he first went over there...well more like shutting Pansage down every question.) Pansage walks over to Umbreon.
"You good man?" Pansage asks.
"Yeah...Why didn't see notice me?" Umbreon replies.
"Maybe she's not the right one. You wanna help me talk to Shroomish? I've had no luck."
"...Sure." Umbreon looks back to Zorua then walks with Pansage over to Shroomish. Crustle is tempted to grab him too, but he is to busy fiddling his claws and talking to himself, saying 'No touch' over and over again.
From a far distance, Sandshrew looks on at Umbreon, "I notice you..."
Zorua sits down nearby Vespiquen, and they both say, "these idiots." The two look each other with the eyes reflecting back hatred of people.
"Were going to be good acquaintances" Vespiquen says.
"No we're not" Zorua replies.
Vespiquen gasps, "I've never been this happy before."
"...I AM THE GOD OF SPACE" Palkia reminds everyone.
"Next on our stretch to the end is the infamous Meowth!" Tyranitar states. A little Meowth walks in, trying to look threatening to everyone, including the Space God, but a light casts on Meowth's coin on the top of his head, catching the attention of Volbeat.
"Oh my, it's so pretty!" Volbeat, hypnotized by the coin, tries to touch it. The hand is rejected by Meowth's paw.
"Scram! This is mine!" Meowth shoos off Volbeat who runs away quickly. Another Pokemon goes up from behind however, and coughs on his shoulder, "Hey! What's the big idea?!"
"Sorry, it's just-" Cough, cough, "I think that coin is...pr...pretty-" Weezing coughs again, getting Meowth in it.
"Leave me alone sicko!"
"Hey, if I had hands I would cover my nose!" He coughs again. Meowth runs away and sits down on the sofa beside Jumpluff. Jumpluff turns to Combusken and Camerupt.
"Hey, wanna hear something crazy?" Jumpluff asks.
Combusken and Camerupt's faces light up, "YES."
"That guy over there," Jumpluff points to Meowth, "is a cat..."
"...Oh my god..." Combusken's eyes widen, "whaaaaaAAAAAAA-"
"Hey, shut it over there!" Meowth yells.
"This changes everything now..." Camerupt says to himself.
On the other side of the room, Umbreon and Pansage are trying to get something out of Shroomish, "So, how is it like underground?" Umbreon asks.
"Leave me alone." Shroomish turns around.
"Can you breath under there?" Pansage gasps, "Are you like a 'dirt fish'?"
"Please stop." Shroomish says. Pansage stops for a moment, then turns the other way. This has been the technique: Bring something up every few minutes or so until she cracks. Umbreon does the same as the monkey and they watch everyone poke Dittos body with astonishment.
"Hey, dude," Pansage turns to Umbreon. "You should try talking to Zorua again. She's not doing anything right now."
Umbreon hesitates, but then stands up, "You know what? You're right! I'm just going to go over there and woo her. Watch!" He gets up and begins to walk over. This walk, however, slowly morphs into a stride, Umbreon trying to look romantic (or really dumb). Zorua finally notices him and rolls her eyes. Vespiquen gets her bees ready for any funny business.
Umbreon gets to her and happily says, "Hey, how you doin'-" He trips and falls face first on the ground. Zorua bursts out laughing as a voice can be heard outside the lobby.
"OH MY, I'M COMING TO HELP YOU!" Suddenly, a Leavanny rushes in and picks Umbreon up and cradles him while putting wax on his face, "There there, little baby..."
"I'M A GROWN MAN!" Umbreon yells at Leavanny, who continues the cradle. Zorua is laughing a lot, but not with Umbreon, but at him being cradled like a baby.
"This is our next contestant: Leavanny!" Tyranitar yells. Leavanny places Umbreon on the ground beside her and pats his head.
"All better now, are we?" Leavanny pulls a lollipop out of thin air and hands it to Umbreon, and then walks away. Zorua already walked away beside Vespiquen as Umbreon looks down on the ground. He throws the lollipop on the lobby floor and walks back to Pansage.
"LOLLIPOP!" Combusken yells, jumping out and grabbing it. Camerupt jumps on top of him in order to get it and they fight for it.
"Wow, that sucked." Shroomish says. Pansage turns around in amazement.
"You said something different! Now we're getting somewhere!" Pansage says, pleased.
"Oh, be quiet" Shroomish replies.
Leavanny notices a plant with two claws coming out of it, "My, what an odd Pokemon that is!"
"Oh! So I'm odd because I don't taste good!" The plant says, "Wait, don't eat me! Please! I AM ODD AND I TASTE HORRIBLE! YOU'LL NEVER EAT ME, I'M ODD!"
"At least someone admitted it" Treeko says from a distance. Leavanny looks into the plant to see Corphish.
"Why, hello there! Is something wrong?" Leavanny asks.
"AHH! GET AWAY FROM ME!" Corphish jumps out of the plant and runs. "SCREW THIS, I'M GOING TO CUBA!" He proceeds to jump out a window.
"Alright everyone! Last, but not least is...AZUMARILL!" Tyranitar yells. Azumarill walks in holding Corphish.
"Did someone lose a lobster? I found him screaming he's going to Cuba..." Azumarill holds him in the air.
"I. WILL. NOT. BE. PATRONIZED. AHHH!" Corphish snaps at Azumarill's hands and runs.
"Oh, you're not getting away that easily!" Azumarill jumps on her ball tail and grabs Corphish, who then proceeds to fight him. Weezing comes outside with them.
"Ok, ok-" Cough, cough, "Break it up!" Weezing coughs out while standing between them, although Corphish is already torn up.
"That's what you get!" Azumarill turns her head and walks back in. Weezing leans towards Corphish.
"Listen, listen-" Cough, cough, "She's the captain now-"
-SECTION 3: GET IN THE TRAILER-
"And that is our 25 lucky contestants on The Amazing Pokemon Gameshow!" Tyranitar exclaims. Mr. Mime is asleep by this point. Bidoof waddles over to him and wakes him up.
"Sir? Sir, the character introductions are over." Bidoof says. Mr. Mime's eyes widen.
"Are you sure? Is the horror finally over?"
"Not even close boss with this cast of characters!" Tyranitar jokes. Mr. Mime gets up and tries to strangle him.
"YOU NOT ONLY WASTED AN HOUR OF MY TIME WHEN YOU COULD'VE INTRODUCED THEM ALL AT THE SAME. FREAKING. TIME! BUT-" Mr. Mime gets interrupted.
"If I did that, none of them would've gotten a dramatic entrance!" Tyranitar explains.
"Which one of these idiots needed a 'DRAMATIC ENTRANCE'?!"
"I AM THE GOD OF SPACE"
"...Fair enough..." Mr. Mime turns back to Tyranitar, "BUT YOU'VE ALSO DESTROYED MY BUILDING! YOUR DUMB LITTLE SHOW BETTER PAY FOR ALL THIS OR I'M GONNA SUE YOU-"
"Chill, boss. The show will be great! Speaking of which, let's get started everyone! TO THE TRAILER!" Tyranitar motions everyone to follow him and they all trample over Mr. Mime. The Pokemon all huddle up, with Palkia's head sticking out through the sun roof, and they drive off to the first challenge.
"SPACE GOD, AWAYYYYY" The trailer runs off. Meanwhile, Bidoof helps Mr. Mime get up and they look at all the wreckage. Two windows broken, two walls missing, no roof, and the doors are now pieces of ash. Also, someone in the corner left dirt everywhere! Mr. Mime turns to Bidoof.
"Sir, we can...We can clean this all up, sir!" Bidoof tells Mr. Mime.
"Go with them."
"...what..."
"I need you to keep everything in order, I'm counting on YOU to be a...Co-host." Mr. Mime says. Bidoof's heart starts pounding.
"Oh sir...Thank you! Thank you so much! I won't let you down sir!" Bidoof jumps up and down happily.
"Get going. You have a job to do." Mr. Mime goes back up the elevator and into his office. Bidoof runs around in circles joyfully, and then runs outside. The trailer is gone.
"...Frick..."
If you're reading this, then let me tell you that Chapter 2 is out right now, the first challenge! There is no voting at the moment, BUT you can leave a review for this chapter answering this: Who is YOUR favorite character? Who is your least? Write why in the review for this chapter!
The entire middle section is improv based off a randomized list of numbers between 1-721. I simply just made the story with what number I got, and I believe it turned out amazing for me! So glad I didn't get someone boring like...Musharna or something. Screw Musharna. Weird fetus looking this. What is that suppose to be?! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this and read Chapter 2 for the first challenge! :D