Better and Tougher, the Real Adventures
Odyssey of an Enemy
Chapter 7: A Flower UnInnocent
"You punk, you ruined my Aron's silver coat!" shouted the gym leader, Tessa in rage. Flailing her arms angrily, "You will not win this battle though!" she glowered. She tossed a pokeball, "Sunflora, it's now your time to shine!" And from the red/white striped ball arose a flower... really! It was with a green stem, ended by 2 leafy feet, and for a head, a spherical sun shaped face with 2 dashes of thick black lines along where its bright cute style eyes were adorned. Around its head, a frill of yellow sunflower petals, and on its lips, a peaceful smile that looked unbreakable. 'Sunflora.' it spoke in a happy cheery voice.
"Hey Mark." came the voice of Keysha, from behind the ogre punk. "Ophy and I are going to go out for a bit, we'll be back in maybe 5... 10, maybe 15 minutes max." They left, but Mark only gave a quick nod, he had other things to worry about.
"Am I supposed to battle THAT?" Mark yelled after blinking for a minute. "Let's see here..." he sighed as he checked his pokedex. 'Sunflora, the sunflower pokemon. The evolved form of Sunkern. These flowers are often happy and enjoy soaking up the sun's light without ever needing to worry about being harmed by UV rays.' Mark chuckled, "Eh, Sunkern's a piece of crap!" he spat, remembering a battle he had with a kid some time when our story doesn't include the big bad Marcus! It's time to initiate Flashback (Been a long time, hasn't it?)
***
We see Mark, alone walking along the a route way, obviously some time before we've met with chapters staring the punk. As he walks, all brave and confident, a trainer happens upon the big man. Such be to his disfavor it seems, poor kid.
"You? You really think you're worth my time to battle?" laughed the punk ogre. "Get real." he merely laughed, but at closer thought, it almost seemed like he was without the patience for a battle.
"Well, I challenged you as a trainer!" the kid whined. "Don't dare decline my offer!" he was small, looking to be no more than 12, but definitely way ahead of Ophy in years. He looked frail, with a sense of confidence, most likely false confidence at that. With his orange, spiky, straight hair, he smiled, "Lets get to it, man!" he smirks, "One on one."
"Fine..." Mark grumbled, he didn't like wasting his time, but it might as well be ended quick.
The opposing trainer smiled "Go!" he tossed the pokeball with a somewhat girly toss, and out rises... a small looking sphere with a leafy head. A 2 leafed stem to be more precise, and a bright tint of yellow-green for its round spherical body which was also its face. 'Sunkern'. It said in a voice despicably cute enough to make ya vomit! Its eyes, the black, squiggly pattern similar to its evolved form, and apparently no appendages to speak of.
"What the heck is that?" wondered Mark in disappointment, "You're just wasting my time... so I'll make this quick." he sneered. His hand moved to his pokemon belt. 'I wonder what kind of pokemon that freaky thing is.' With an unspoken hmpf, he tossed a ball. "Beedrill, lets make this quick, k buddy?" he asked the bee that withdrew from the pokeball. To which, the wasp bug nodded.
"Well..." the kid tapped his foot impatiently, "C'mon!" he thought, "Start with some Leech Seed, Sunkern!" he exclaimed as the pokemon unleashed an array of tightly packed seeds. These seeds looked overcrowded, as if they were ready to burst with anticipation.
"Is this your best..." Mark wondered, "Well, it's a plant type." he smiled, after all, he too was no expert, and what's the difference between the words plant and grass? He has yet to learn, eh? "Beedrill, Twin- needle!" he commanded as the bug zoomed towards the foe in a great fury. The grassy kern stood not a chance as jab after jab of needle arms pin- cushioned the little grassling. The little flower seed fell to the ground with a few cuts and poke marks.
'Sun....'dazed the small seed in disarray and injury. "Sunkern!" the opponent gasped. "Oh no!" he picked up the little seed, panicked and scared. "You... meanie!" he jeered at Mark before running off.
Mark said nothing, except the slight hmpf of victory. To which part, the flashback ends!
***
"This's gonna be cake!" Mark exclaimed with a pleasant smirk. He laughed in confidence, "In Fact, I'll use the best thing for the job." he gloated, "Beedrill!" he exclaimed as the bug was unleashed for combat against an advanced version of an earlier battle. "Lets get to it!" he declared. "Beedrill, begin things now with Fury Attack!" To the point of the sword, or in this case, giant hand-based bee-stingers, and it flew fast in a fury of rage. The giant yellow flying bee went with its stabbers... furiously! It went jabbing with force... it'd have been nice if the attacks actually made contact with the flower.
"Substitute..." the gym leader, Tessa smiled as she commanded calmly. To this, the flower on the battlefield suddenly was duplicated, as a new flower stood in its original spot. Apparently, this Sunflora seemed as real as the old one in every respect, for it took a bit of damage from the attack, yet remained standing.
"What?" Mark wondered in a detested tone, having never seen substitute in action. "Are you playing cheap, woman?" he roared, not quite at the top of his lungs however. "Hmm..." he glanced to his pokedex. 'Substitute. When used, this move drains its user's stamina slightly to create a duplicate with double the endurance of its drained power. This substitute will prevent alll head on attacks against its user as long as it lives.' He blinked closing the contraption, then spoke, "THAT MAKES NO FREAKING SENSE!" he nearly went to tearing his hair out of his scalp. "No matter..." he sighed, "I'll beat you, dyke!" he grumbled with anger. "Beedrill, lets wait until something happens. Focus Energy for now!" he commanded, as the bug's body began emitting a bright, glowing aura of a light blueish color. Its red, buggy eyes, fixated upon the foe at hand.
All to receive a shake of the head from the gym leader. "You're delay tactics aren't winning any points," she mocked, "It'll cost you dearly." she explained. "Ingrain!" she declared. To this, the real Sunflora suddenly sprung roots beneath its feet as a green glow flowed along the root-ways (haha, pun intended.). They all seemed to lead to the flower pokemon in question in the very end of it all.
"Haha!" Mark laughed sarcastically. "You're just weighing yourself down now." he laughed, "Now, no more defensive tactics," he spoke to the beedrill. "Twin-needle!" he declared. And yet again, at the trainer's order, the bug began an offensive, its eyes fixated, it cut at the phony flower with all of its rage, until it fell to the side in a heap, disappearing.
But the Sunflora hasn't been sitting idle during the offensive mindless assault. "Growth strategy!" the leader declared, as its body seemed to slightly increase in size after every use of the move. It was after about 3 increases that the substitute was thrashed. "Did you have fun with the dummy?" the leader asked. "I feel sorry for your Beedrill, really." the leader explained, Beedrill however, just seemed to stare, its eyes clenched as if in anger. The Sunflora, the real one, flexed its arms in pride. 'Sun!' it chanted as it showed of its 20% increase in body mass. "Alright Sunflora." the gym leader told its pokemon, "You know what to do..." the sunflower nodded with a somewhat smuggier smile upon its forever stuck as happy face. "Focus the sun, and activate a Sunny Day!" the leader stated as a rooftop panel moved away, and the solar body in the heavens focused downwards upon the rooted plant pokemon.
"I've heard enough!" Mark glared, angry, he gave a command to Beedrill. "Use Agility and more Twin-needle!" he stated, his fists clenched tight enough that his muscles bulged slightly, it would seem enough force to crush a the thick hide of an Aggron. The bug wasn't all to happy with its bragging foes either. "Move in, strike now!" the bug's speed became immense, its raging hand-stingers searing with power as they made a slice.
"Dodge!" the leader commanded, leaving poor Beedrill to strike the air alone. Sunflora moved its head surprisingly fast as it swerved it downwards, and to the side. "Solar Beam!" the leader stated.
"Solar Beam?" Mark sounded curious. "Is it fire?" he found himself questioning. Since when does a grass pokemon learn a friggin fire move?" he glowered. "Watch out buddy!" he yelled. It was too late, the flower, in a mere heartbeat, sucked in a great force of natural rays, and in an instance, a whitish-green beam rammed the bug with all its might. It smashed the insect beneath its verdancy of natural power. Beedrill however, didn't fall down after the beam's flow of power ended. Instead, it managed to leap off the wall and remain flying. "Buddy, be careful!" Mark said to the small bug.
"Solar beam is a very strong GRASS move, lesser one!" the leader hissed. "Now destroy that bug!" the leader exclaimed, "One more Beam should put it down for good!" and the Flowery pokemon repeated the process, harnessing the sun's rays. But Beedrill wasn't stupid. It didn't need a dodge command to know to move away from the grassy laser beam.
"Alright!" Mark cheered that his buggy ace hadn't kicked the bucket yet, a slight smile and a ray of sun hitting him as if it were really one of hope. "Use caution... but try again with Twin-needle!" he commanded. And then, the bug tried again.
"Aww, how cute... in a gouge my eyes out sorta way." the gym leader scoffed.
Mark smirked, cracking his knuckles, "That can be arranged, ya fudging feminist!" he said with an attempt of threat.
"Oh?" the leader wondered. "I think not." she laughed, "Sunflora, Hidden Power!" the leader commanded. This time around, the Plant's body caught fire, or so it seemed. As the bee grew close, this flame expanded, detaching from the pokemon's verdant body, and flaying the bee with an extreme force. It stumbled, falling back with burn marks. It fell to the floor, overkilled by heat exhaustion. This time, it did not stand up. "You... lose!" the leader laughed almost evilly. As Mark's adventure for today comes to an end.
A/N: Well, I think I'll make a few points. 1) I don't care about game lore for stats. If this were *yawn* pure game, we'd have never met da mermaids. In short, things are a bit different.
2) One sentence reviews are not good first impressions. I just received 6 reviews from some n00b! All randomly foolish. I'm not to thrilled with having to deal with ignorance. So please, go to college (or at least READ DIRECTIONS) and then try again.
3) Carl and pals are going to be coming around to being the focus again soon. That means more of your trainers will be put to use. Not next chapter (trust me!), but soon.
4) C'mon people, only 3 - 4 reviews from triple digits. When we reach the 3 numeral values, big, but good changes will occur.
5) Please don't turn your characters into puppets that you control, but I use. That's like knowing what's to come, and *yawn* boring it be. I told you, once given, characters are mine to enslave to my whims. Then again, I say ORIGINAL for a reason. I know there's others out there that host OT submissions, but please. Duplicating for many places is dullsville. I mean, seeing a character in every story, though not related, is a bit redundant, and weird at times. Also, what happens to your character is NOT a reflection on the submitter, its merely random (to you anyway), for fate is better and funnier that way.
6) There is no rule number six. Thanks Fight Club!
7) Romance is good, but shifting one-night-stands are fun. After all, a few visits to my local pim... oh right, this is PG. In short, don't expect any final relationships, as guys go from girl to girl, and girls do the same, but only rarely. Guys to other guys... well, it's never seen seriously enough, and it may seem sexist, but I just cant do it! Ya, I know, haha, 'DO IT', shush pervs! Eh, I wont go into the lusty detail (Ask for a bigger rated version, cuz higher rating = thinning crowd.)
8 ) Evil 00ber teams. I'm not talking about invincible trainers, fool! If you want a Team Crackit story, go read a Team Crackit story, THIS is B&T, the real ADVENTURES. Sure, evil teams are existant, but really, it can be overkill at time with extremity.
9 ) Keep sending though veiwz'. Just don't send crap one liners without good reason behind such brevity (shortness for you without a websters), especially if its your first review here. If you cant stick for a bit, there's always waiting 'til later and review then. Remember, the story's nott much with yous guys.
10 ) I am a d00d! (Yes ladies, he's currently single... no, don't point that shotgun at my head, AHHH). I need a new parenthesis explainer now...
11 ) 1 @m @ 1337 d00d!!111!!ONE 1337 pwns j00 & y0 @$$, $0, wtf stfu n00b!11iiWON! Anyways, 1337!!!11ONEii I may be, but smart I am to. I know the value of a Skarmory heavy meta-game, Curselax, Drumlax, and Growtheon setups. I know of Tobybro, Fishtauros, Flaildrio and I despise fighting such pokemon like Blissey. In short, ya cant fool me with a disbalanced team. What importance is this? None reallly, just letting ya know if you ever battle online. Though I'm not the best. Try getting a program called Pokemon Netbattle (If you want the website, try a search engine. They work ya know.)
12 ) I like pie, especially chocolate glazed... meh, just skip this one.
13 ) I like ideas when tasteful. Lately, I've recieved a few crap ideas, such as 'Ooh, catch tthis', 'legendary 00ber that', and 'Pikachu pwns y0 @$$ while searching up mine.' Yes, I made up that last one, but the point is clear, Underused, non-legendaries are the way to go here. Unlucky 13, woot woot!
14 ) Consistency is not what I'm known for. Don't trust me with your homework (unless its math, cuz Im good at math and need no calculator for nearly all basic algebra, unlike most adults I know.) I'm in college, and I've had a few papers left until last minute. (Don't ask, cuz I won't tell. HAHA!) I'm a bit lazy, and my motivation to do things lies on succesfully making homeplate in a game not called baseball, where scoring is fraught with perils worth dying over
15) You tickle my funny bone, and I'll tickle yours (I hope I've been.) Point made, humor me, but don't be TOO horrible at it. Eh, just forget this and know that this lecture session which is the theme of tonight's A/N is over. Did that tickle your funny bone? Really? Well, in that case peace out folks!
Odyssey of an Enemy
Chapter 7: A Flower UnInnocent
"You punk, you ruined my Aron's silver coat!" shouted the gym leader, Tessa in rage. Flailing her arms angrily, "You will not win this battle though!" she glowered. She tossed a pokeball, "Sunflora, it's now your time to shine!" And from the red/white striped ball arose a flower... really! It was with a green stem, ended by 2 leafy feet, and for a head, a spherical sun shaped face with 2 dashes of thick black lines along where its bright cute style eyes were adorned. Around its head, a frill of yellow sunflower petals, and on its lips, a peaceful smile that looked unbreakable. 'Sunflora.' it spoke in a happy cheery voice.
"Hey Mark." came the voice of Keysha, from behind the ogre punk. "Ophy and I are going to go out for a bit, we'll be back in maybe 5... 10, maybe 15 minutes max." They left, but Mark only gave a quick nod, he had other things to worry about.
"Am I supposed to battle THAT?" Mark yelled after blinking for a minute. "Let's see here..." he sighed as he checked his pokedex. 'Sunflora, the sunflower pokemon. The evolved form of Sunkern. These flowers are often happy and enjoy soaking up the sun's light without ever needing to worry about being harmed by UV rays.' Mark chuckled, "Eh, Sunkern's a piece of crap!" he spat, remembering a battle he had with a kid some time when our story doesn't include the big bad Marcus! It's time to initiate Flashback (Been a long time, hasn't it?)
***
We see Mark, alone walking along the a route way, obviously some time before we've met with chapters staring the punk. As he walks, all brave and confident, a trainer happens upon the big man. Such be to his disfavor it seems, poor kid.
"You? You really think you're worth my time to battle?" laughed the punk ogre. "Get real." he merely laughed, but at closer thought, it almost seemed like he was without the patience for a battle.
"Well, I challenged you as a trainer!" the kid whined. "Don't dare decline my offer!" he was small, looking to be no more than 12, but definitely way ahead of Ophy in years. He looked frail, with a sense of confidence, most likely false confidence at that. With his orange, spiky, straight hair, he smiled, "Lets get to it, man!" he smirks, "One on one."
"Fine..." Mark grumbled, he didn't like wasting his time, but it might as well be ended quick.
The opposing trainer smiled "Go!" he tossed the pokeball with a somewhat girly toss, and out rises... a small looking sphere with a leafy head. A 2 leafed stem to be more precise, and a bright tint of yellow-green for its round spherical body which was also its face. 'Sunkern'. It said in a voice despicably cute enough to make ya vomit! Its eyes, the black, squiggly pattern similar to its evolved form, and apparently no appendages to speak of.
"What the heck is that?" wondered Mark in disappointment, "You're just wasting my time... so I'll make this quick." he sneered. His hand moved to his pokemon belt. 'I wonder what kind of pokemon that freaky thing is.' With an unspoken hmpf, he tossed a ball. "Beedrill, lets make this quick, k buddy?" he asked the bee that withdrew from the pokeball. To which, the wasp bug nodded.
"Well..." the kid tapped his foot impatiently, "C'mon!" he thought, "Start with some Leech Seed, Sunkern!" he exclaimed as the pokemon unleashed an array of tightly packed seeds. These seeds looked overcrowded, as if they were ready to burst with anticipation.
"Is this your best..." Mark wondered, "Well, it's a plant type." he smiled, after all, he too was no expert, and what's the difference between the words plant and grass? He has yet to learn, eh? "Beedrill, Twin- needle!" he commanded as the bug zoomed towards the foe in a great fury. The grassy kern stood not a chance as jab after jab of needle arms pin- cushioned the little grassling. The little flower seed fell to the ground with a few cuts and poke marks.
'Sun....'dazed the small seed in disarray and injury. "Sunkern!" the opponent gasped. "Oh no!" he picked up the little seed, panicked and scared. "You... meanie!" he jeered at Mark before running off.
Mark said nothing, except the slight hmpf of victory. To which part, the flashback ends!
***
"This's gonna be cake!" Mark exclaimed with a pleasant smirk. He laughed in confidence, "In Fact, I'll use the best thing for the job." he gloated, "Beedrill!" he exclaimed as the bug was unleashed for combat against an advanced version of an earlier battle. "Lets get to it!" he declared. "Beedrill, begin things now with Fury Attack!" To the point of the sword, or in this case, giant hand-based bee-stingers, and it flew fast in a fury of rage. The giant yellow flying bee went with its stabbers... furiously! It went jabbing with force... it'd have been nice if the attacks actually made contact with the flower.
"Substitute..." the gym leader, Tessa smiled as she commanded calmly. To this, the flower on the battlefield suddenly was duplicated, as a new flower stood in its original spot. Apparently, this Sunflora seemed as real as the old one in every respect, for it took a bit of damage from the attack, yet remained standing.
"What?" Mark wondered in a detested tone, having never seen substitute in action. "Are you playing cheap, woman?" he roared, not quite at the top of his lungs however. "Hmm..." he glanced to his pokedex. 'Substitute. When used, this move drains its user's stamina slightly to create a duplicate with double the endurance of its drained power. This substitute will prevent alll head on attacks against its user as long as it lives.' He blinked closing the contraption, then spoke, "THAT MAKES NO FREAKING SENSE!" he nearly went to tearing his hair out of his scalp. "No matter..." he sighed, "I'll beat you, dyke!" he grumbled with anger. "Beedrill, lets wait until something happens. Focus Energy for now!" he commanded, as the bug's body began emitting a bright, glowing aura of a light blueish color. Its red, buggy eyes, fixated upon the foe at hand.
All to receive a shake of the head from the gym leader. "You're delay tactics aren't winning any points," she mocked, "It'll cost you dearly." she explained. "Ingrain!" she declared. To this, the real Sunflora suddenly sprung roots beneath its feet as a green glow flowed along the root-ways (haha, pun intended.). They all seemed to lead to the flower pokemon in question in the very end of it all.
"Haha!" Mark laughed sarcastically. "You're just weighing yourself down now." he laughed, "Now, no more defensive tactics," he spoke to the beedrill. "Twin-needle!" he declared. And yet again, at the trainer's order, the bug began an offensive, its eyes fixated, it cut at the phony flower with all of its rage, until it fell to the side in a heap, disappearing.
But the Sunflora hasn't been sitting idle during the offensive mindless assault. "Growth strategy!" the leader declared, as its body seemed to slightly increase in size after every use of the move. It was after about 3 increases that the substitute was thrashed. "Did you have fun with the dummy?" the leader asked. "I feel sorry for your Beedrill, really." the leader explained, Beedrill however, just seemed to stare, its eyes clenched as if in anger. The Sunflora, the real one, flexed its arms in pride. 'Sun!' it chanted as it showed of its 20% increase in body mass. "Alright Sunflora." the gym leader told its pokemon, "You know what to do..." the sunflower nodded with a somewhat smuggier smile upon its forever stuck as happy face. "Focus the sun, and activate a Sunny Day!" the leader stated as a rooftop panel moved away, and the solar body in the heavens focused downwards upon the rooted plant pokemon.
"I've heard enough!" Mark glared, angry, he gave a command to Beedrill. "Use Agility and more Twin-needle!" he stated, his fists clenched tight enough that his muscles bulged slightly, it would seem enough force to crush a the thick hide of an Aggron. The bug wasn't all to happy with its bragging foes either. "Move in, strike now!" the bug's speed became immense, its raging hand-stingers searing with power as they made a slice.
"Dodge!" the leader commanded, leaving poor Beedrill to strike the air alone. Sunflora moved its head surprisingly fast as it swerved it downwards, and to the side. "Solar Beam!" the leader stated.
"Solar Beam?" Mark sounded curious. "Is it fire?" he found himself questioning. Since when does a grass pokemon learn a friggin fire move?" he glowered. "Watch out buddy!" he yelled. It was too late, the flower, in a mere heartbeat, sucked in a great force of natural rays, and in an instance, a whitish-green beam rammed the bug with all its might. It smashed the insect beneath its verdancy of natural power. Beedrill however, didn't fall down after the beam's flow of power ended. Instead, it managed to leap off the wall and remain flying. "Buddy, be careful!" Mark said to the small bug.
"Solar beam is a very strong GRASS move, lesser one!" the leader hissed. "Now destroy that bug!" the leader exclaimed, "One more Beam should put it down for good!" and the Flowery pokemon repeated the process, harnessing the sun's rays. But Beedrill wasn't stupid. It didn't need a dodge command to know to move away from the grassy laser beam.
"Alright!" Mark cheered that his buggy ace hadn't kicked the bucket yet, a slight smile and a ray of sun hitting him as if it were really one of hope. "Use caution... but try again with Twin-needle!" he commanded. And then, the bug tried again.
"Aww, how cute... in a gouge my eyes out sorta way." the gym leader scoffed.
Mark smirked, cracking his knuckles, "That can be arranged, ya fudging feminist!" he said with an attempt of threat.
"Oh?" the leader wondered. "I think not." she laughed, "Sunflora, Hidden Power!" the leader commanded. This time around, the Plant's body caught fire, or so it seemed. As the bee grew close, this flame expanded, detaching from the pokemon's verdant body, and flaying the bee with an extreme force. It stumbled, falling back with burn marks. It fell to the floor, overkilled by heat exhaustion. This time, it did not stand up. "You... lose!" the leader laughed almost evilly. As Mark's adventure for today comes to an end.
A/N: Well, I think I'll make a few points. 1) I don't care about game lore for stats. If this were *yawn* pure game, we'd have never met da mermaids. In short, things are a bit different.
2) One sentence reviews are not good first impressions. I just received 6 reviews from some n00b! All randomly foolish. I'm not to thrilled with having to deal with ignorance. So please, go to college (or at least READ DIRECTIONS) and then try again.
3) Carl and pals are going to be coming around to being the focus again soon. That means more of your trainers will be put to use. Not next chapter (trust me!), but soon.
4) C'mon people, only 3 - 4 reviews from triple digits. When we reach the 3 numeral values, big, but good changes will occur.
5) Please don't turn your characters into puppets that you control, but I use. That's like knowing what's to come, and *yawn* boring it be. I told you, once given, characters are mine to enslave to my whims. Then again, I say ORIGINAL for a reason. I know there's others out there that host OT submissions, but please. Duplicating for many places is dullsville. I mean, seeing a character in every story, though not related, is a bit redundant, and weird at times. Also, what happens to your character is NOT a reflection on the submitter, its merely random (to you anyway), for fate is better and funnier that way.
6) There is no rule number six. Thanks Fight Club!
7) Romance is good, but shifting one-night-stands are fun. After all, a few visits to my local pim... oh right, this is PG. In short, don't expect any final relationships, as guys go from girl to girl, and girls do the same, but only rarely. Guys to other guys... well, it's never seen seriously enough, and it may seem sexist, but I just cant do it! Ya, I know, haha, 'DO IT', shush pervs! Eh, I wont go into the lusty detail (Ask for a bigger rated version, cuz higher rating = thinning crowd.)
8 ) Evil 00ber teams. I'm not talking about invincible trainers, fool! If you want a Team Crackit story, go read a Team Crackit story, THIS is B&T, the real ADVENTURES. Sure, evil teams are existant, but really, it can be overkill at time with extremity.
9 ) Keep sending though veiwz'. Just don't send crap one liners without good reason behind such brevity (shortness for you without a websters), especially if its your first review here. If you cant stick for a bit, there's always waiting 'til later and review then. Remember, the story's nott much with yous guys.
10 ) I am a d00d! (Yes ladies, he's currently single... no, don't point that shotgun at my head, AHHH). I need a new parenthesis explainer now...
11 ) 1 @m @ 1337 d00d!!111!!ONE 1337 pwns j00 & y0 @$$, $0, wtf stfu n00b!11iiWON! Anyways, 1337!!!11ONEii I may be, but smart I am to. I know the value of a Skarmory heavy meta-game, Curselax, Drumlax, and Growtheon setups. I know of Tobybro, Fishtauros, Flaildrio and I despise fighting such pokemon like Blissey. In short, ya cant fool me with a disbalanced team. What importance is this? None reallly, just letting ya know if you ever battle online. Though I'm not the best. Try getting a program called Pokemon Netbattle (If you want the website, try a search engine. They work ya know.)
12 ) I like pie, especially chocolate glazed... meh, just skip this one.
13 ) I like ideas when tasteful. Lately, I've recieved a few crap ideas, such as 'Ooh, catch tthis', 'legendary 00ber that', and 'Pikachu pwns y0 @$$ while searching up mine.' Yes, I made up that last one, but the point is clear, Underused, non-legendaries are the way to go here. Unlucky 13, woot woot!
14 ) Consistency is not what I'm known for. Don't trust me with your homework (unless its math, cuz Im good at math and need no calculator for nearly all basic algebra, unlike most adults I know.) I'm in college, and I've had a few papers left until last minute. (Don't ask, cuz I won't tell. HAHA!) I'm a bit lazy, and my motivation to do things lies on succesfully making homeplate in a game not called baseball, where scoring is fraught with perils worth dying over
15) You tickle my funny bone, and I'll tickle yours (I hope I've been.) Point made, humor me, but don't be TOO horrible at it. Eh, just forget this and know that this lecture session which is the theme of tonight's A/N is over. Did that tickle your funny bone? Really? Well, in that case peace out folks!