Right, lets try make do with only three Pokemon. Even up the odds a little. Maybe figure out the huge mystery as to why everyone else keeps doing so.
...
I am unsure if I have properly conveyed how much I hate this guy. Judging by the fact that the streets are not ringing with a chant of "Burn the bastard", I'm guessing not enough.
HE! IS! THE! DEVIL!
EVERY TIME HE TALKS; EVERY TIME HE BREATHES, EVEN, IT DESTROYS HUNDREDS OF YOUR BRAIN CELLS!
HE IS THE WORST BEING EVER TO HAVE EXISTED IN THE ENTIRETY OF ENTIRETY!
Also, HE MAKES KITTENS CRY!
Also, he keeps demanding millions of dollars. Add that to the list.
Wait WHAT?!
OH COME ON, MAN! I only just beat the hardest gym leader to date, give me a break! Heck, I only have one Pokemon that's in any way good at this point.
...
You're a right bastard.
Well, he's a thorn in my side, so let's make this quick.
One down! Three to go.
Two down!
Three!
Yeah, alright, that didn't come close to killing it. Also, I really hate status attacks!
I mean, sure, I could use one of my dozen or so anti-paralysis items, but I have a problem where I keep saving them as long as I can. Even though that means I never actually use them.
...
The above image has been Banned In Canada! The only way it could be even more nationally offensive to them is if it was a lesbian!
Hm. Despite being level 20, it still has yet to learn not to play with thorny flowers.
No, not 'horny', you gutterminds!
TRAINER SAPPIN' MAH ROTOM!
And, of course, it kills itself. At least one of them was sensible enough to do so before the lawnmower got them!
Why are all the horses in this country on fire? I mean seriously, what the hell guys? Why must you all be so evil?!
McPants is, not only a mafia gangster, but also a part-time horse whisperer. They never tell you these things in the sub-plots!
Of course, that being said, he is a rather horrible horse whisperer.
Still mute, y'know.
Unless you were talking to your horse or something. I don't judge man.
Lunatic
Back to the concentration camps then, eh McPants? Oh ho ho, you old kidder!
I don't know where that is, but if I know this game well enough, that's where I'm going next...
They may take our Hit Points, but they can never take our Pokecenters!
Now, exiting the city: take two.
I'm rather surprised that they allow bicycles indoors here. And that I can cycle up stairs as if they weren't even there.
FREEEEDOM! At last, green grass and blue sky! Nothing can damper my spirits now!
Once again,
FUCK!
Seriously, what the hell are these things? They're like what happens when you force-feed twelve tons of doughnuts to a Bidoof! And then kick it several times in the face!
Who puts these here? It makes no sense!
Wait, I don't even know you. Why do you care at all about how much I raised my Pokemon?
OMIGOSH OMIGOSH OMIGOSH its like a tiny little Pikachu omigosh its soooooooooo cute I want one!
SOOOOOO CUTE!
But, nonetheless,
LAWNMOWER TO THE FACE!
Bitch!
Little Girl vs Potted Plant. Hah, this is far better than Scribblenauts and its "God vs Kracken" rubbish! As if anyone would want to play that game!
Oh wait, that's PsyGuy?!
Umm...
Right, miniskirts, long hair, and protruding asses is totally macho macho now! No arguments!
Woah, geezus! Now THAT is a close match!
But, of course, I won. Of course. But I seem to have accidentally forgotten to take a screenshot, so you'll just have to take my word for it.
I mean, I never lied in my life!
Especially not in that last sentence!
Seriously, what is it with this guy and really cute Pokemon? It almost makes me slightly sympathetic to them when I'm tearing their faces off with Machineria!
That is both a cause of 'Wootinary' and 'you traitorous bastard' at the same time.
But whatever case, dancing in leaves is now also a manliest of manly activities!
That... that's not creepy. At all. No...
Hm, lets see... I have two pokemon: one that knows a ghost move and one that knows a grass move. I am against two pokemon: one who is psychic and one who is rock. I wonder who'll win this one...
Wait, did I say 'rock'? I meant Tree. Yeah, he's such a Tree that they even made a new Pokemon type just to show how Tree he is!
You're....
You're the first one I've ever heard say that to me...
*sniff*
Now I know why some people are paedophiles...
I come from a land called Kanto.
Where potion does flow and psyduck is slow.
And if asked a battle, you can't say no.
You better run, you better take cover...o.
I have a new-found mission: find all horses that have been set on fire, and put them out of their misery!
THE GREAT FLAMING HORSE MERCY SLAUGHTER BEGINS TODAY!
Solaceon Town...
Hmm...
Wait, crap, isn't this the place where-
Yup.
If I could remember that you were going to be here, I would've prepared another super-sized "Fuck" exclamation.
But I don't. So I'm not going to listen to you today! Nyah!
The staplemark of any good town is a Pokemon centre.
Whoever controls the Pokecentres, controls the universe!
Err, universe of Pokemon fights. Probably should've specified that.