Korona Karyuudo: I came up with this weird prompt.. Anyway, my response is second because Will's is funnier. xD
ffgtfgtr: I actually don't like mine very much... but it was a tough prompt. Let's see you do better :P
Prompt: Bug Catchers + Weather
Info: The idea was weird, but it works... somehow. Enjoy us comparing Bug Catchers to Weather. =)
Disclaimer: Rain will make you sick, the sun will burn you, hail will make your head hurt, and sandstorms will blind you for who knows how long. Either way, we don't own Pokemon and caution you to take proper precautions according to your local weather station forecasts.
Weather? Please.
They don't affect my beloved bugs in the slightest. They're bugs; they adapt quicker than they evolve, and that's saying something.
Rain? They don't get washed away, nor do they cower in fear of it like those Fire-types that think they beat us. Ha!
Hail? Sure, it may pound down on us, but it does them too.
The sun? Perfect for synthesis and other restoration effects, not to mention the ever-popular Solar Beam. Plus, it allows their natural food to grow!
Sandstorm? Meet Scizor, or Armaldo, or even a Nincada! We can resist them just fine, though the same can't be said for so many other pokemon.
It doesn't matter if they're Weedles or Beedrills, because my team of bugs can stand up to anything Mother Nature smites us with.
Can you say that about your team?
Now, let's battle: my Beedrill and your Blazik- oh, wait, it hasn't evolved yet. It's still a Torchic.
I rest my case.
Bugs Bugs Bugs.
Everywhere I go.
More Bugs.
And, when I try to catch them, they run away; they disappear like rain at the end of a storm.
Venonat over there, a ray of sunshine over here.
Beedrill down that pathway, hail pounding thataway.
Beautifly around the corner, rainbows with all 7 colors in order.
More Bugs.
Everywhere I go.
And, finally, the clouds clear up and it's like paradise.
I can catch them all.
Bugs Bugs Bugs.
Korona Karyuudo: This one was creepy. Updates will be...whenever.. I guess... -Torrie
ffgtfgtr: Whenever = when we have absolutely nothing to chat about but still feel like chatting. Until... the next time that happens.