Summary: Wes, a highly skilled Pokemon trainer working under Team Snagem, seemingly abandons the group he has worked with for years. This decision is brought upon by his Espeon, who believes that tragedy will strike the organization, and the only way to save them is to leave and work from the outside. However, since he is a known Team Snagem member, he shrouds his identity to avoid being recognized and imprisoned, he assumes the persona of Leo (name to be changed).

Leo rescues a woman named Rui, who claims she can see Shadow Pokemon, who have been corrupted by the Cipher organization. Leo doesn't trust her at first, but after she 'sees' one and Espeon confirms that the Pokemon she sees 'isn't right', then he believes her eyes.

However, Cipher isn't the only problem, as the 'heroic' group who call themselves the 'Vigilantes' take interest in Leo's Pokemon skills, resulting in attempts of recruitment.

There also lies a lone wanderer, isolated from the three main criminal groups. One who seems to merely observe the conflict around her, but it will turn out that she has a bigger hand in Leo's journey than at first glance.

It seems that no matter who Leo ends up meeting, working with, or battles, they all have ulterior motives. Nobody is who they claim…

A/N: First and foremost, welcome welcome. I'm glad you all are taking the time to have at least clicked on this. Second, this first chapter is akin to 'Another Way', as in this: This chapter is only out here to 'test the waters'. Until I finish off one of the 'Focusing' fics listed on my profile, I won't even actively considering typing more on this. However, if I happen to get a spark of creativity, then I'll get it onto my 'lil document and if there's enough, I'll post an update. Now then...

Woah, woah. Hold on. Hadronix typing a… Pokemon fic? "I thought you only liked the 3rd gen? Ruby, Sapphire, and Emerald? Why this gen?" Well, here's the thing: I frankly forgot about, what is probably considered, the 'black sheep' of the franchise: Pokemon Colosseum and Gale of Darkness. These two stuck out for me, but… back then, I was much younger and I didn't have an appreciation for plot as much as I do now. Back then, it was only about combat. Now? I'm here and I'm going to put my own spin on it.

How did I remember them? Well, there has been a certain user on Youtube that has done a Pokemon marathon, and these two underrated gems were part of it.

So, welcome to a complete overhaul of Pokemon Colosseum and its sequel. Wes, Team Snagem, Cipher, and even the Orre region itself are getting huge additions. Holes will be filled, arcs will be had, lore… oh, so much more lore will be added. Even Wes's Pokemon will be getting their own 'feel' to them.

If you are a follower of mine or are here for a unique spin, then this is the last bit*... I see Pokemon as creatures, like animals. Beasts, even. If any of you have read my fics that include Beast-races and shapeshifters, then a similar concept will be applied to the Pokemon. Expect Pokemon to act more animalistic, doubly so for the 'Shadow' Pokemon. Topics like dominance, going into heat, and mating are all fair game here. Thankfully, I won't have to change appearances much, since the furries are, y'know, actually covered in fur.

Canon Name = Nickname: Espeon = Yin. Umbreon = Yang. Jolteon = Dian. Flareon = Huo. Vaporeon = Shui. Eevee = Zheng.

The Orre region, when compared to all of the other regions, is barren and desolate. Deserts rule the majority of the land, with towns and cities being the small reprieves for long journeys. Wild Pokemon are almost as rare as the oases that pepper Orre. If any, all one will find are Ground type. Maybe a few Rock and the rare Flying. There are some Steel, but they lie deep underground. Grass types and Bug types fall victim to the intense heat. Only the pools in an Oasis is where a Water type can be found. Orre is lethal to Ice types, outright killing most within minutes. The only Poison types are the hybrids with Rock, Ground, Flying, and Steel. Ghost types and Dark types can be found roaming the night, making midnight travelling dangerous. Psychic, Fighting, and Normal types simply don't live here at all. Fire types thrive in the relentless heat from the sun. Dragon types are more abundant than Flying, but aren't that common. Lastly, Electric types have formed a symbiotic relationship with humans. Electricity is used to power cities, towns, and devices, so Electric types can provide a source, allowing the humans to build remote towns and cities. In return, the Electric types have a home, a person to care for them… to keep them alive.

Unfortunately, the natural hazards aren't the only threat here. It's hard to find a single town that doesn't house at least a small group of criminals. While there are a number of independent ones, there are three major groups: Team Snagem, the Cipher organization, and the Vigilantes. Team Snagem can be summed up with their name… they go around and snag Pokemon from trainers, then turn around and sell them for profit. The Cipher organization has a tight leash on the 'law', with a number of individuals having positions in councils or leaders of small towns. The Vigilantes can also be described with just their name, they are a group of 'heroes' who fight against the other two… however, due to their methods, they aren't truly 'heroic'. Some people adore them, some despise them.

But, when the police are too fearful of Cipher, who else can someone rely on to stop violence? The answer?

No one. If you don't live in one of the major cities, then you're completely on your own. Having a Pokemon is the only means of self-defense, but even that makes you a potential victim of Team Snagem or someone who gets pestered by the Vigilantes for another recruit. As such, actual weapons are at their highest in Orre. If a person doesn't have a Pokemon, then you can bet they have at least a knife on them.

Guns are unheard of here, however. You're better off making or buying a bow and some arrows.

Now, there is a story that needs to be told. An unsuspecting hero, both loved and hated, depending on who you ask. No, this man is not from the Vigilantes, nor is he one defecting from Cipher, and not even from the Police or a common civilian. This man is… or rather, was of Team Snagem. Their best Snagger, their best Pokemon battler turns his back on the people he's worked with for years.

His name is Wes.

Wes is, when compared to the rest of Team Snagem, young, as he is barely breaching adulthood. Despite that, however, he is also the most talented Pokemon trainer among the rest of the team. He is the all-around accomplished one.

Just like his team of 'Eeveelutions'. Umbreon, who is named Yang, and Espeon, who is named Yin, are his top two, they freely travel outside of their designated Pokeballs at all times. Well, that isn't completely true, as the Psychic and Dark evolutions of Eevee don't have their own Pokeballs… anymore. It was a process that took years, but he managed to instill a loyalty that few can match, if any.

The rest, however, remain in their spherical environments: Flareon, Jolteon, Vaporeon, and Eevee. The Normal type of the bunch will probably remain at she is, he has no intention of having her evolve. Her… the majority of them are female, as Espeon is the only male. Wes has learned from experience that it's not a good idea to have two males in the same group as a female that are all of the same family. It's something not a lot of trainers deal with, since most aspire variety in their teams.

But for a man who holds only Eevee and the evolved forms? Having another male would aspire only but a constant struggle for dominance… Espeon isn't going to share.

Wes shakes his head and adjusts his deep-blue cloak, opting to tinker with his bike some more. Umbreon and Espeon are lying together, forming a Yin-Yang-ish shape, if Yin was colored pink instead of white. Jolteon, named Dian, also happens to be out and about right now, but only because Espeon can keep a close 'eye' on her. Not literal sight, mind you, but with his Psychic abilities.

Well that, and it's because the electricity at the Team Snagem base is… unreliable at the best of times.

Electricity can't just be brought out of the sky at will, so having an Electric type is vital for day to day use of devices. "Dian." He firmly states, causing the pointed fur Pokemon to halt, "Need a shock." He points towards the generator, which is starting to heave its last bit of life.

"Jolt!" She happily trots over to the generator, and soon after, a pulse of electricity flows into it. Afterwards she hops over to Wes and receives an affectionate pat on her head. She hums in response, letting out another small shock, but it's taken more as a 'buzz' for Wes. She then walks back over to Yin, being proud of her work. The Psychic lets out a small mewl… essentially unimpressed.

"Hmph." Wes huffs as he continues working on the engine, now that the light won't fade into darkness. Lack of proper motorized bike parts are becoming a problem. Team Snagem's main mechanical supplier has went dark about a week ago. He's not the first one to go missing, however. The Vigilantes have a horrible habit of 'dispensing justice' to 'evildoers'... in almost childlike visage. 'Heroes versus Villains', 'Right versus wrong'. A group joined by a delusional, fairy-tale style dream. Maybe in literally any other region…

But not the Orre region. Resources tend to be too few for a group of insane people to 'properly spread' goods without regard for how few each person will have if that plan goes through.

In fact, many people have left this region for others. Some can trace their family back several generations, but they realize how difficult it's becoming to get by comfortably. Basically, anyone who lives outside of the large cities will have it tough. Fresh running water, constant power, a complete contrast to the surrounding wasteland. The cities are for the rich and powerful.

Or those of the Cipher organization.

See, here's the thing. The Vigilantes have no problem setting their sights on the 'small' gangs or the occasional lone wolf. Sometimes they harass Team Snagem, but they won't lay a finger on anything related to Cipher… Team Snagem, the second most prominent gang, won't lay a finger on Cipher. Cipher is a necessary evil. Their technology allows the cities to exist, and at first glance, it seems they are for the people. It seems like they give and give, and never take.

Maybe if this was any other region.

Cipher controls the council that decides laws. Cipher controls those who enforce the law. Cipher controls what goes in and out of Orre. Cipher doesn't take anything… because they own it all. Or at least, that is what the average criminal, Team Snagem, and the Vigilantes agree on… the only thing that the Vigilantes and Team Snagem share. But, the average citizen? Cipher is in the right, and they only mean good will.

"Yo, Wes!" Yin glares at the sudden intrusion, but it does nothing to deter him.

Barely anything fazes Gonzap now.

"One of these days, Yin is going to toss you into the wall." Wes replies as he pulls his safety glasses up. "What do you need?" With his tools now aside, the top Trainer in Team Snagem turns around. Gonzap has also developed a terrible case of the 'resting scowl'. People can never tell at first glance if the man is actually pissed off or if he's happy and his mouth has yet risen to match it.

Except Wes, he's worked with Gonzap for far too long to not spot the differences. By all means, in terms of power, Wes should be the leader of Team Snagem, but… Wes is no leader. Gonzap, on the other hand, has the iron fist required to keep a bunch of otherwise unstable gang members in line. However, Gonzap wouldn't have obtained the leader position on his own. Wes is the… 'Poke-force' behind Gonzap's iron fist. Basically, if the matter relates to brute force or an intimidating presence, it goes to Gonzap. If the situation involves Pokemon, then Wes is the one they call on. "We got a lead on our mechanic. Is your bike ready?"

Wes strides over to the bike and hits the ignition, getting a satisfactory rumble as it comes to life. "That's a yes… Dian. Gotta go back in, girl." Dian shares one look at Yin, who just barely nods, completely uninterested in seemingly anything. But, that's how Yin is, as long as dominance is established, he's really one of the most relaxed and 'chill' Pokemon one can ever meet. On the other hand, if his rule is being challenged, well…

Just pray you aren't on the receiving end of his Psychic abilities.

"Jolteon!" She calls out as Wes returns her into her Poke-ball, in which most of the white bottom has been painted a bright yellow, with a small lightning strike right above the Poke-ball's button.

"Where to?" Wes asks as he puts Dian's ball next to the others in his coat, each one sporting its own custom paint job that represents the type she's associated to. Flareon, named Huo, sports orange flames licking from the middle up into the red. Vaporeon, named Shui, has a pool of blue at the very top, which turns into trails of water raining down the sides. Only Eevee, whose name is Zheng, has a standard Poke-ball. "If it's far, I'm going to need fuel."

Gonzap tosses a small bag of money, "Far to the East side, almost leaving Orre completely. Stick to the North, alongside the mountains, there's a cavern system. That's where the lead ends."

"Esp~." Yin lazily rises, as opposed to Yang bolting up the second Yin stands. Yang lets out a cat-like pur, Yin effectively ignores her. He then slowly walks over to Wes's bike and hops into the passenger's seat, Yang jumps in and curls up around Yin.

"Any good Pokemon sightings?" He reaches inside his coat; one, two, three… seven? "I got seven on me."

He shrugs, "No, but if you see one…" He trails off.

"Alright." Wes nods, before getting onto the driver's seat, much to Yin's approval. "Door." He calls out, to which Yin casually and ever so slowly causes the garage door to rise. He knows… he knows that Wes isn't in a hurry. Wes smirks as he lowers his safety goggles once more, "Time to get to work." He mutters as he revved the engine some more. "Yin? Yang?"

"Umbr…" Yang is the only one who responds, as Yin patiently sits in place.

With the door opened and the desert heat pouring in, Wes hits the accelerator and shoots out of the cave and without Yin's Psychic holding the garage door open, it slams closed… in fact, the garage door is 'broken', and only a strong Psychic Pokemon, like Wes's Yin, can force it open. That is, of course, if Yin can be bothered.

He can be relaxed to a fault, after all.

Nothing can truly be said when traveling the wastes. There's sand, a burning sun, intense winds, distant mountains, and the occasional town. Without proper transportation, a person is better off staying in the town they're in, as one needs a lot of water to just trek the roads. For people who have just arrived into Orre, they think that the perfect solution is to travel at night, where it becomes cold.

And if you have a means of repelling the Ghost and Dark types that litter the night, then by all means, go ahead. Because, for whatever reason, at night the Ghost types and Dark types are incredibly violent. Unprovoked attacks and most of them even go out of their way to take something down.

However, Repels are rather expensive, another 'gift' courtesy of Cipher. A way of keeping people where they are. Repels are also one of the top underground Black Market trade items, and something that the Vigilantes distribute on a daily basis. But, even then, for yet another strange reason, some of those aggressive night-time Pokemon outright fight through the effects. Going through the kill without much problem.

Yes, 'kill'. Orre has the highest body count in all of the regions.

As opposed to Repels, however, potions, tonics, and other healing items can be found by the bulk. "Esp...eon." Yin lazily calls out. Wes steers to the side, narrowly avoiding one of the many Sandshrews that travel the deserts. "..." He gives a blank stare at his owner, his tail slowly swishing from side to side, head tilted, then he licks his lips.

"We're stopping at the next spot, Yin." Wes assures him, knowing that that specific combination of actions means he is getting hungry. "Need fuel anyway." Fuel is one of the most precious resources out in Orre, simply to how often it's used for daily use. Machines and contraptions rely on it, as do the isolated generators. "Yang?"

"Umbr…?" She raises her head quickly, unlike Yin's lethargic movements. She looks at Yin, who nods, then returns her gaze to Wes, "!" A quick nod confirms hunger.

Wes shakes his head, "Thankfully the others have their own food sources in their Poke-balls." Which, if Yin so commanded it, would have any of his mates bring out their own food. Such is the authority of his status as alpha. Only Wes is above Yin… even if, at times, it seems like Yin doesn't want to do anything that Wes says. However, Yin ultimately obeys Wes. "Yin? Females."

Yin tilts his head, a small amount of his massive Psychic energy exiting him. "Esp…"

"Good." He sighs. Wes knows that he'd rather not have any of the females start going into heat. It'll happen regardless, but during bike travels are the worse. Yin gets… cranky, and a cranky Yin is a very bad thing. Yin will still listen, but he'll also tend to come out more aggressive, he puts less care into how much Psychic energy goes into his attacks. Opposing Pokemon have had bones crushed before because of this. Yin can be a terror if he so chose.

There's a reason why Yin's status as alpha isn't challenged in the entire Team Snagem collection of Pokemon.

That doesn't mean he's untouchable. The Dark and Ghost types, especially the ones that travel at night, would make quick work of Yin. A strong Bug type would too, but those might as well be considered extinct in Orre. Wes makes another turn, this time to head towards the fuel station. Like most of the scattered fuel sources, the building it is next to is a moderately sized diner. The second Wes steps off to start fueling is the second Yin and Yang hop out, with the Psychic walking around like he owns the place.

The sad part is, that is probably what he is thinking.

"Of course the price went up. Cipher…" Wes mutters as he relieves his grasp on a chunk of the prepayment. "Half a tank, it is." With the nozzle inserted, Wes leans against his bike, feeling the bite of the sun slamming into him. The sun isn't much an issue as long as he's driving his bike, since the wind is blowing fast enough to counter the heat, but standing still? He can feel the sweat pouring down.

"Aw look, a pair of wild Pokemon." Wes hears and looks over… but then notices that the voice came from a rather skittish looking man. A thought passes through Wes's mind, and Yin's Psychic abilities pick up on it, with the situation handled, Wes focuses on the nozzle, making sure to get every last drop. "I've got perfect home for you both."

"...Esp." Yin, predictably, lazily responds.

"Umbreon…" Yang, on the other hand, growls.

"No, wait! It's alright, I promise I'll take real good care of you two." He steps back, somewhat deterred by Yang. A distinct noise fills the air as he holds a Poke-ball. "Just hold… still!" He throws it…

Yin 'catches' it mid-air and returns it to his forehead.

Yang snickers.

"U-uh, wait!" He exclaims, "I-If you can do that, then…"

"They're mine." Wes finally speaks up. "Do feel free to try again, I'm sure you can use another lump."

"I… If I knew, then…"

"And you would think that an Espeon and Umbreon would just be walking around?" He cuts him off. "You must be spending way too much time in the sun." The shriveled up prune of a man steps back, then dashes to… under the diner. Wes can take a pretty good assumption on the real reason why that man wanted Yin and Yang. "You're sick." Wes spits out.

"Espeon." Yin calls Wes out, whilst staring at the diner's door.

"Yeah yeah, I'm coming." With the bike partially fueled, he enters the diner, alongside Yin and Yang. The interior is slightly smoky, and a combination of too many food scents. Another pulse of Psychic energy pulses out and Yin creates a 'bubble' to repel the scents.

"Hey, hey! Pokemon in Poke-balls!" The bartender shouts.

"They don't have them," Wes starts, "Three orders of some slices of meat, a potato, and…"

"Then they go out."

"Actually, just make that two potatoes." He pulls out the pouch, "Here, and some extra to look past Yin and Yang being out."

The bartender looks from Wes, to the bag, and back to Wes, before nodding. "Alright, this time." He quickly scribbles down on a small sheet, "Three slices of meat, two 'tatos!"

"Esp…" Yin proudly walks as he seats himself onto a booth chair, before looking at Yang. Without missing a beat, Yang dashes over and sits beside Yin. Wes takes the opposite side of that booth. Yin then starts looking around, about as uninterested with the world around him like he usually is.

He might be itching to fight soon.

Yang lets out a quiet mewl as she leans against Yin. Wes, in the meantime, pulls out his map. "So, about… here?" He literally points out on the map. It seems as abandoned as the majority of Orre.

"One slice… hey!" As the waiter places the plate down in front of Wes, Yin expertly pulls the plate over to him with a small amount of Psychic energy. Yang snickers. "Fine, two…" The second plate is, yet again, pulled away, this time to Yang. The waiter looks angrily at Yin and the Psychic type looks bored, so instead he just raises the meat to him and bites into it. "And three." The third plate remains undisturbed as it goes towards Wes. "And now, two potatoes." He slides both of them towards the Pokemon pair…

Then the second plate is sent sliding towards Wes. "Thank you."

"...Psychic types." The waiter shakes his head as he leaves.

"You can be irritating, Yin." Wes comments as he reaches for his potato, only for Yin to switch the plates around. "Yes, you are incredibly talented, Yin. I'm honored to have you as my Pokemon."

"Esp!" Yin excitedly exclaims. With his ego fed, he starts to nibble more on his slice of meat.

"Umbr…" Yang, in kind, takes bites out of her food.

Wes shakes his head and sighs, "You two are a handful." He takes a bite out of his own meal. It's about as bland and overly salted as he expected. "Alright, so… where exactly would a cavern system be here…?"

With the fuel tank half-full, and their stomach satiated; Wes, Yin, and Yang get back onto the motorized bike and take off. Sticking to the mountain side, Wes rides. "We're gonna have to find it soon." He comments as he looks up, "A few more hours of daylight." He can't afford to roam the Orre nights.

"Espeon." Yin is standing up, glaring in a particular direction.

"As you say." He shifts direction towards Yin's gaze. No more than an hour passed before they arrive at their destination. Wes doesn't need Psychic abilities to know there has been relatively recent movement here. A plus side of being so close to the mountains is that the wind can't blow enough sand to remove all the tracks. "Well, shall we see who's inside?" Wes asks as Yin approaches the entrance.

He looks a bit more lively right now. A sign that there is something alive in there. Yin takes one more step, then blasts the door aside, as if the mere thought of manually opening door is completely beneath him… which probably isn't too far off of the fact. Yang moves beside him and follows directly beside him as they take the lead, her yellow markings beginning to pulse brighter, giving her a flashlight-style look. She then rubs her head against Yin. Ears and tail down, body starting to press up against the other.

Wes has never known a Dark type Pokemon to, y'know, be afraid of the dark.

Yin, in kind, moves his double-ended tail over Yang, to which the latter starts to calm down. Yang's markings dim a little and she seems a bit more ready to travel deeper, ears up and tail still. Wes, while he still has a reasonable amount of natural sunlight, goes over his belongings one more time. Seven Snag-modified Pokeballs, his four other Pokemon in their own Poke-balls, and a few pockets with potions.

However, that's for the Pokemon-related items. For things that are specifically for him, there's his actual flashlight, which he'll probably have Dian recharge at some point. Even though he does have two active Pokemon, it never hurts to carry his own defense, so he has a hidden dagger near his waist. Aside from that, there's nothing really else important to note.

Time to find Team Snagem's mechanical supplier… or at least an accurate lead.

Eeveelution Quirks: Yin is the only male, whose dominance is established across the rest of Wes's Pokemon team. As long as there no battles about to be had, and no males trying to claim the females, Yin is the laziest one on the team. In battle or when beating back an opposing male, Yin seems to make a complete U-turn in personality. 'Bonus Note': Has a large ego that Wes keeps feeding.

Yang is Yin's primary mate, being the only female who doesn't need a Poke-ball. As opposed to Yin's generally lethargic nature, Yang is easily excited, especially when the object of her interest is Yin. She'll quickly follow Yin wherever he goes. 'Bonus Note': She's the best at snuggling up to Yin.

Dian can best be described as the dramatic one. She's the one looking to catch Yin's attention more than anyone, and will happily overdo things to get his approval. 'Bonus Note': Most likely to publicly present herself.

Huo, despite being a Fire type, is actually pretty level-headed. While she does seek Yin's approval, she doesn't overdo it like Dian does. She's a mix between Yang's excitable nature and Yin's laziness. 'Bonus Note': Huo is the most 'chill' Fire type.

Shui is a tougher case than the rest of the females. Due to Orre's relentless heat and lack of numerous ponds, she has to stay in her Poke-ball longer than the rest. While she is intelligent enough to understand that the heat from Orre would dry and kill her within minutes, she also tends to succumb to the extended periods of inactivity. Shui is the quickest to act and to anger, and if she misses a heat cycle with Yin? While she isn't as strong as Yin, she definitely becomes far more violent. 'Bonus Note': The most fiery-headed Water type.

Zheng is sorta in the middle ground. Nothing really gets to her and she doesn't really excel in any area. The 'all-around' or 'jack-of-all-trades' type of companion. 'Bonus Note': Has the most potential.

A/N: *If you are in either Farla's group or Hybrid of Fate's group, whether it's by direct association and being a part of them or it's because you follow and or support without actively involving yourself, then the rest of this is for you. Yes, I am highly aware of this… immature debacle on how 'Pokemon' should be handled. I'm not supporting Hybrid of Fate nor Farla. However, I'm also not going to try and force my views upon any members of either party. In fact, I welcome reviews, regardless of the contents. If I can form a response, then I will. I've met positive/negative criticism, flames, rants, praise, or whatever have you all the same. I don't like ignoring what is being brought up.

On the topic of replies, I want to make this clear: I never intend on any of my A/Ns or shout-outs to be interpreted as aggressive, demeaning, demoralizing, insulting, or any other negative term. I take what I see at literal face value unless otherwise stated, and I type my responses at literal face value unless otherwise stated.

As for this… feud? Just… why? Why is this even a thing? Where is it in the rules and guidelines or the Terms of Service that FF offers that state 'Pokemon' has to be handled in a specific manner? One person's standards does not mean it should be concrete among all fics. Just because something is the 'norm' doesn't mean that that specific format is law. As long as FF's rules, guidelines, and ToS haven't been breached, then there's no reason to force someone to change what they have.

If you like it, you like it. If you don't, you don't.

Nobody is forcing you to read what is posted. If I post a hypothetical warning that things are going 'off-the-rails' and that 'sensitive topics' are going to be crossed, then by continuing to read, you understand that extreme topics will happen. If the provided warnings cause you discomfort and you believe that these topics don't sit well with you, then don't read it. If you believe that you're able to stomach what the warnings are informing you of, then read it.

As for the 'grammar'. Listen, mistakes are going to be made. I know each and every one of my works has them. We're human, mistakes will be made. As long as nothing is glaring to the common person, as long as the point can be understood, then I'm not going to go through and nitpick the placement of every comma and period. I'll do what I can, I'll fix what I see, but I'm not going to stare at a screen for hours on end, picking apart every sentence. Typing fics is an enjoyable pastime for me. The feeling of being able to point to a work and say, "Yeah, that's right. I typed that up." I don't want the experience to be stifled because it feels like I'm typing a novel up.