I Don't Own Pokemon
Two days later and I had just sighed and leaned back against the chair I was sitting in and looked up at the computer that was playing a replay of my most recent escapade. At this point it's just plain acceptance that this is my life and really I should just get use that I can't leave things alone and because of that I end up famous. I feel like most people wouldn't have the same level of problem that I have with my situation.
Whatever, nothing I can do about it now that everything is over, though I do have a feeling that I'm going to be hounded for the next few days. Lucky for me the news station is the same building as the tv and radio station so they can't run any stories for another two or so more days while the police finish up processing all remaining evidence. Actually they finished yesterday but I called in a favor and got the police to delay turning the station back over until I at least get everything down in town.
It's a small mercy but that doesn't change that it was a live broadcast and a lot of people were able to record it and post it online, which I'm pretty sure is actually illegal but I can't really say anything on that, even for being with the police I'm not exactly all that caring for things like laws. I blame that mindset on the fact that since I got to this world I've have done an uncountable amount of morally grey things, and I'm sure a number of them are actually, probably, illegal.
I mean there's a lot of things I've done, I mean blackmail, extortion, assault, vigilantism, theft, hell technically I could be charged with Pokemon poaching as I technically stole both Vaporeon and Charizard from their former trainers from using a mix of all the of charges listed above. Hell Zekrom as well, I technically stole them from the idiots who took them in their orb form. Huh, I'm really just now realizing how many illegal things I've done, I should probably care more about that but I kind of don't care at all.
After a moment, I stood up and walked up to the desk of the contest hall I had been sitting in while I filled out the form. I'm not sure why contests have so much more paper work than gyms have. Well, it's probably because of a lot of safety concerns, contests have a lot more spectators in them than gym battles usually have. And said spectators are a lot closer to the stage than say the average person would be than at a league conference.
Still, it seems a bit pointless in all honesty but all it was, was a bit tedious not really anything all that annoying, I mean a bunch of stuff takes longer to file out than this. I think my main problem with this whole thing is that the only times I write nowadays is when I'm signing receipts and when I'm signing into Pokemon Center rooms. And I have to say it is a hell of a pain to relearn a signature when your name changes after years of writing one thing, I still have to catch myself when I write it so I don't spell out the wrong name from pure muscle memory.
Anyway, moving past all my problems with paper work, no that's not true I can come up with a lot more complaints, but now wasn't the time so instead I just gave the papers back to the man sitting behind the desk before making my way to the backroom where the contestants were all gathered while we waited to be called out onto the stage for our performances. It wasn't set to start for at least another maybe twenty minutes and the names are usually called via random selection so it'll probably take a while until I'm called at any rate.
Which gives me some time to prepare, with that I looked around for a moment before walking over towards the bathrooms. I most certainly should have done this earlier but fashion isn't exactly my forte and by that I mean I've worn the same jacket for a little over a year and besides the color of my shirt and type of pants I'm wearing nothing about my outfit has changed besides the amount of pockets I have that amount has increased by an exponential rate.
So with that I switched up the color scheme of my clothes to be a bit more coordinated with the color green, which means dark reds. I don't care much about clothes but I do know colors, I might be bad with colored pieces of art but I do know colors by themselves, it comes from past eye problems that I no longer have to deal with. So with that I stepped out of the bathroom and looked around for a moment before making my way over towards the wall I had propped Riolu to stand against. She was looking decently bored
"Sorry if this is boring you but I did tell you that you could have stayed back at the Pokemon Center, you know how to use the remote so you could watch from there" She just grumbled but didn't say anything, I think at this point she's come around to agreeing with my team that if someone wasn't around then the world would end. It's not like it was a new thing but seeing Riolu start to do it as well, was a bit surprising, personally I think she doesn't like being left out of these things even though most of the time it's pretty insane.
"I can watch it just fine from here, now be quiet, I know reading emotions is my thing but I'm actually watching this contestant, I hope she wins, it would be nice to watch you get knocked off your pedestal" I just rolled my eyes and looked over towards one of the monitors in the waiting room. A woman and a ditto were currently doing impressions of famous trainers, pulling off some impressive displays of power which was interesting.
"Well I'm not sure about that, she might let me win after all she seems to be a fan" I smirked down at Riolu who looked betrayed at the woman she has never met as the ditto changed into a mismagius while the girl threw on a black jacket and very familiar looking glasses. Wait, do people consider Mismagius as my signature Pokemon? It would make since, she's out the most compared to the rest, which is like how say dragonite follows around with Lance most of the time.
I never really thought about what people would think about that fact, I don't really mind I guess, but I figured if any Pokemon would fit the roll it would be Luxray because it's usually the trainers starter that most people think of as signature Pokemon. Well whatever, I don't particularly give a damn about any of that as it has no effect on my life in any main way.
"And now for a new coordinator Kyu, give it up everybody!"
At least they didn't bring up anything, I like it more when people separate my achievements instead of just lumping them into each other. It might be an ego thing but I don't like it when people think because I'm good at one thing I'm suddenly good at another thing, it does in fact take practice and a lot of training before I got onto the levels I am now in multiple of my weird selection of skills.
Zoning out of my thoughts, I looked down and noted that Riolu was shooing me away, rolling my eyes at her, I turned around and began to make my way towards the entrance to the main stage. Taking a small breath in, I reached down and pulled the pokeball in my belt's first slot before putting on a eased happy look on my face. Walking out onto the stage, I tossed the pokeball in my hand out into the air and watched as Servine appeared.
"You know what to do" And in fact he did, as he looked up into the sky before using Leaf Tornado and Magical Leaf at the same time, sending a massive cone of green leafs into the air and from the very center came a stream of leafs of multiple different shades of purple. Any while it looked pretty and all that it wasn't the main show, that happened as the two attacks began to bump into each other.
It caused a waterfall effect of sparkles ranging dozens of hues of mixes of greens and purples, showering down to the ground what was beginning to glow as Servine began to use Grassy Terrain. I have to say it took for freaking ever to get his ability to multitask this high to pull off, but it was most certainly worth it. But now for the hard part, and the bit were I have my own part to play.
Taking a small breath in, I looked around for a moment before slipping my hands into my jacket pockets and focused, after another second of effort suddenly all the sparkles froze in the air when Servine cut off his attacks, making the entire room filled up and down with colored lights. I could here everyone in the room gasping at the sight but I was a bit busy with holding back a migraine.
Invisible platforms are really hard to make, especially this many, I think if someone dropped a needle onto one it would shatter which just shows how fragile they had to be for me to be able to make this many. Not to mention my hands at the moment were glowing purple as I was focusing my illusions through those points, which is why I changed my jacket color into a color that my purplish red illusionary aura would be hard to see through the jacket.
Now for the final, I dropped the illusion and watched as the sparkles rained down from the sky after I opened my eyes and held back a wince at the bright lights, it'll be gone in a couple minutes, illusion headaches are funny enough illusion headaches in the literal sense, they don't last long. Still, the sparkles are now raining down everywhere and Servine was pushing more energy into the Grassy Terrain, making it glow more and more as the sparkles landed on it, until the light was brightening up the entire platform.
Then the green lights cut out suddenly and we were left on the stage and after a moment Servine bowed and I gave a small nod to the audience and listened as the crowed applauded. Looking towards Servine, I noted he was smiling again, good, I'm glad he really enjoys doing this, and I'm also glad that my head wasn't ringing in pain anymore, which is certainly a nice bonus. So after I got the scores from the judges, I walked off the stage back to the waiting room. Ignoring some of the looks I was getting from the other coordinators, I walked over to were Riolu was sitting.
"Good job Servine, you deserve the praise unlike some others I know" I gave her an affronted looked at that, and then just rolled my eyes at her refusal to accept that I deserved a bit more credit than she was giving me. Though I could say that Servine definitely deserved the praise and I wouldn't really mind if none of it went to me, I don't really care much about this sort of thing.
The first two battles weren't much of a battle, I ended up fighting that girl with the ditto and she had no idea what moves servines could learn so she just kept repeating the attacks I called out which ended up docking her points and after a couple more minutes I had won without much problem. Next was a guy with a wooper, that one was kind of sad as far as battles go, hell I got points docked from the sheer overkill that happened.
Now at the moment I was standing across from a middle aged man who had an ampharos by his side. I still had Servine out and he was already out in front of me on the battle field. I got to admit, I am beginning to enjoy the performance part of this whole contest thing, but the battles, well, two times out of two I've been disappointed by them, not that I mind much, that's what the gym battles and leagues are for.
"Ampharos Thunder Wave!" Oh the battle started, I was to busy not paying attention to notice. The yellow sheep of a Pokemon's fur seemed to glow before a wave of lightening shot out heading towards my Snake. From the size of the attack, this Pokemon has some proper power behind them, good, at least one of these battles will be interesting.
"Protect, Grassy Terrain then Magical Leaf" The barrier formed right in front of his body just as the wave was about to pass over him, and once the attack finished a wave of green covered the ground which was closely being followed by a wave of homing attack leafs that all were shooting their way at Servine's target. The attack was fast enough for the Electric type to not be able to dodge.
"Iron Tail Ampharos!" The sheep recovered quickly enough as they charged forwards with their tail glowing with a very familiar attack. I could have Servine block with his own Iron Tail, I think I could get some points taken off from his side by turning the tables around with the same move he used. Though maybe I could be a bit more creative in this, I mean, this is the final round and all that so might as well be a bit theatrical, it wouldn't hurt.
"Vine Whip, grabbed them then throw downward" Two vines shot out and both wrapped around the ampharo's tail before yanking them upwards and spun them around a few times before Servine jumped into the air and slammed the Electric type into the ground, causing a cloud of smoke to fill the air. I waited a moment for suspense and all that, see I'm getting better at pulling back from going straight for the win, though to be fair, a moment was all the time I gave it before calling out.
"Leaf Tornado" Servine, while still in the middle of the air, flipped with a, well, tornado of leafs forming from his tail and slammed the attack down right where he had smashed the ampharos into the ground. I waited another moment, mostly because I didn't know if the opponent was still conscious or not, and overkill isn't really something I can allow in my case, even if it is from one of the weaker members of the team.
And I was proven right as the smoke cleared to reveal an unconscious Electric sheep, neat, now then time to listen to the announcer babble on for a bit then get the ribbon for this contest. I wonder if I should put it also on the string that Servine usually has on with the ribbon he got from that contest in Nimbasa City. Though his neck doesn't have much of a radius so if I add a ribbon for each of his victories then at some point he'll run out of room, I'll have to think on it a bit more later.
Second contest down and I have to say, I write those performances without anything at all in mind, I mean I might some times have a goal but this chapter's one, I just wrote something and then changed up a with things in post. Anyway, See ya.
