#i really dealt myself psychic damage with this one

[dashielldeveron]

Hi Dash! I hope you're doing well. I'm writing this ask literally 1 hour before I need to leave for one of my sem finals (which I'll be fine at hopefully, since I studied). But while I was anxiously awaiting purgatory, I read one of my favourite of your works again - Monoma's route in Soulmate Trope. Istg I am not exaggerating, no writing has made me laugh harder than that single scene where he just... wordlessly pulled down his pants. I laughed so hard that my roommate had to come check on me. And the word "cum gutter" had dealt irreversible psychic damage to my brain. Sometimes while doing some mundane stuff, I think back about that scene, or countless other scenes from the book and had to remind myself I'm in public. I've only watched MHA up till season 3 and a bit into 4 but I was kinda already spoiled about the ending, so I'm so in love with the world you build there. I've always kinda wanted to try writing my own work because I sometimes have a budding idea that had me go, 'oh I think that'd make an interesting story', but then I realised I suck at writing. Writing just 1000 words took me an hour or more, I don't know how you wrote 60k words for 1 chapter!! That's absolutely insane. Also also, because your writing is so hilarious, when you get emotional, it hits so hard. "and i've gotta crow" is absolutely one of my all time favourite fan work, though idk what the title means. My writing, just after the first few paragraphs, feels like sandpaper to read. But your work really inspired me to want to at least try, even if I don't post anything. Especially after my finals, I'm going to try shitting this one idea out of my head in the summer (oh I'm in Australia so my summer is almost here). So yeah thank you for making me laughed so hard and also fingerbanged my heart. If you have nothing better to do, would you mind sharing your general writing process with me? As in, is there a forbidden jutsu move that amazing authors use when writing? For me, I feel like I'm typing and deleting and retyping until it forms a coherent sentence, but after putting them together it's dryer than my chicken breast that I forgot for 30 minutes in the oven. If not it's okay too, I hope you have a wonderful day!

yes.......YES.........let the monoma adoration flow through you!!!! we need more people in our monoma coterie!!! it's now you, me, 📌 anon, and like, two other anons i believe???? we are officially a Club, i say!!!

writing discussion/advice/process under the cut

okay, who told you you suck at writing? and why do they think so??? odds are you don't. odds are, you're overthinking your own work too much. when i look at stuff i've written, i see the writing process in every sentence, and odds are, you might, too. seeing the process takes away parts of being able to immerse yourself in the writing. so, your stuff probably isn't bad; it's just that you know all about how it was made!!!

writing takes me a long time! mostly bc i have academic/work writing to do all the time, so writing fic as my breaks from work isn't always efficient and fun. and i'm pretty sure some people may get frustrated with me for taking so long to update, but that's just how my life is rn. it's ultimately perfectly fine if you take a long time, though, because this is a hobby. we're not getting paid for this. we're providing art for free.

anyway......my process.....hmm. well. step one is to be haunted by visions.

step one is actually to think about that first idea you have to spark the fic. doesn't matter if it's in the middle or end, or anything. and you want to consider what kind of people would get in this situation (helps define what kind of character reader will be) and what could possibly lead up to it. it's okay if it seems like a bunch of disjointed ideas at first.

i am a big outliner, but i always allow seredipity during the writing process. as in, if something starts happening that's cool that i didn't plan, i'm cool with it, so long as it makes sense for the characters.

so, if i start a fic, i will start with an outline that's just a list of things i want to happen in the fic. sometimes it's specific events, and sometimes, it's something like "and they get romantically closer here through some tragic accident." put those events in an order that makes sense for the emotional progression of your characters.

i also keep running lists of hot lines of dialogue that i come up with, sexy outfits to put people in, sexy gestures, domestic things that would ruin me, or other fic-specific lists--like for tenko's soulmate route, i kept a running list of weird facts that reader could bring up. not many ended up going in the fic, but still.

like, this is a screenshot of a working outline/list from aizawa's route:

not all of this happened!! and more scenes got way fleshed out!!! i plan for Large Events and Emotional Resonance, but i am open to strange directions that just happen while writing the scene itself, so long as i get to where i need to go eventually. like.....the only one bed stuff on the undercover mission never happened, because suddenly, the club scene got super detailed, and aizawa would probably be too exhausted to spend the proper time having the argument, let alone sex, with reader that night.

but basically, i always want to know where i'll end up, even if i don't know how i'm going to get there. because the process of the characters getting there is where fun, detailed, character work happens. bc if your characters are distinct enough, they'll drive the story more than whatever plot you have.

i'm not every writer ever (obviously), so i know that more thorough outlining or not planning at all works better for other people!!! maybe try experimenting with completely planning and completely pantsing some shorter stories to see what works better for you.

i don't have a daily routine for writing bc i am Busy All the Time, but i carry a notebook in my purse if i am struck with visions, and when i type on my computer, i usually turn on an ambient mix from ambient.mix.com to block out other stuff. usually, i can find an ambience to fit the mood of the scene i'm writing, too lol, which doesn't necessary help but makes things more fun.

i honestly think i spend more time daydreaming about the story than writing it?? i am a big advocate for daydreaming. it's important that you spend time thinking about everything that could go wrong, bc it often makes for a better story if it's fucked up, somehow. idk it may also be bc of work that i'm away from a computer so often. i like writing in the notebook by hand bc it's less pressure to make it "good," and so i can edit as i type it in a word doc later.

and editing is, of course a huge part of the writing process!!! i would say it'd be weirder to write a sentence just right the first time, as opposed to deleting and rephrasing repeatedly! you're doing just fine!

but i wouldn't say there's any secret besides doing it a lot!!!! i know i'm not a great writer, but i know i'm okay, and that's the result of working and practising it for about two decades now. i just have practise, read a lot, and spend a lot of time, academically, discussing written stories.

so!!! if you're feeling like your stuff isn't as good as you want it to be, you just need to start allowing yourself to suck!!! nothing is perfect the first time!!! and eventually, you can edit your sucky stuff into stuff that's compelling.

good luck with your semi finals and finals!!! and thaaaaaank you for 1) valuing my advice as an artist (gosh!!!!!) and for 2) saying such nice things about the silly little stories i write!!!! it means a lot to me!!! you're so kind!!!!! i hope any of this helped at all!!!! and i hope your day is peaceful!!!! xx.

[lanatusnebula]

wheezes

I might have room for one more art attack.

Maybe.

That last one I did the other day dealt psychic damage to me once i realized what the ploy was behind. I might just outright say that I don't participate in counter attacks? I like drawing characters that look nice; being forced (i'm forcing myself) to draw for someone out of obligation makes me dislike the end result. Sometimes their gallery has too many attacks on the characters (adds pressure for me to make something quality) or it just lacks any characters that catch my eye.

I like drawing for people who don't receive attacks instead ofa llowing some participants to hog up a ton of art. It feels unfair? But I don't really understand how the artfight thing works tbh.

pretty oc go brr

[cherrytree-irl]

Mystery Dungeon - What's your favorite thing you've done in Pokemon IRL?

//ohh... i really like both of the MMM events i've done so far. the first one i did was an au where sylvan was a team plasma grunt and that one was really fun people really Got Into It. and i love my boy 813 he's a huge loser lmao

and the second one i did was one where sylvan, N, and sylvan's childhood friend aurelia were blueberry academy students just havin a good time. that one was very lighthearted and fun. the day before that event i actually logged back into my old amino account and backread some years-old chats to get an idea of how me and my buddies were talking to each other as young teens. dealt myself some psychic damage just for fun.

uhh, kind of a weird one but another favorite thing i've done in pokemon irl is uh. start. like i mentioned earlier it was something that i wanted to do but i was very very nervous about it but i've had such a good time :)

oops this one's long

[kakusboyfriend]

Psimon HC anon here! I can’t think of any particular headcanons right now so anything generic you have would be perfect. I’ll probably think of something specific in a bit 😁

GOD tysm for giving me an excuse to write for this little guy. I love him dearly and wish he'd gotten more screentime - hes So cute I love him

I'm basing myself off of the tiny interactions we saw between him and devastation. God, hate her to death, but at least she made him act a bit lovey dovey and it's all we have. Also I barely watched young justice aside from his eps and like 2 others for lagoon boy bc i don't care about it too much - so it's more about him and his interactions with you. Hope that's ok!

Ps I inserted my brain damage hc near the end. Hope I wrote that alright b/c I'm always nervous when it comes to this sort of thing.

• first off Psimon is a sucker for praise and compliments, through and through. If you tell him he's pretty, or that you like his voice, that he's smart or even just that he smells nice he's already obsessed with you. Not really out of insecurity, it's just that he doesn't hear this often, so when he does it's Special to him. He'll be thinking about it all week.

• if he has a crush on you, he's subtle about it. if you're on the same team, all you'll notice is that he's a bit more protective now, and that he seems to praise you more often than anyone he works with. it leaves you wondering, but its not enough for you to say for sure that he's interested.

• despite the psychic skills, he wouldn't scout your mind to know how you feel about him. He might not have this respect for anyone else, but he believes it'd be a horrendous breach of privacy. He'll know your feelings when the time comes.

• speaking of, when it comes to confessing, Psimon is succint and to the point about it. Not to say he's blunt or callous - he's just not the type to do anything too over the top, at all. A simple "I need to talk to you in private", taking you somewhere secluded, and stating his feelings is the most he'll do about it. He's sweet and direct - there's no reason hiding his feelings anymore, is there?

• looooves using pet names like "beloved", "my dear/my love", "darling/dearest" and so on. Fitting with the rest of his personality, he's a bit formal and old fashioned when choosing what to call you. He already sounds like an old man–might as well act like one. Play the cards you were dealt etc

• not the biggest on PDA and isn't very touchy feely in public, but that doesn't mean he'll shy away when you hold his hand – that's mean! He lets you do what you want, but might complain if you get a little Too affectionate. He's not rude, just establishing his boundaries.

• but when you're in private? He's all over you. He loves being held, physical touch means the world to him. Going against his detached and intimidating persona, Psimon just Loves peppering your face with kisses whenever you're alone (and loves it when you do the same to him!), cuddling, and just generally touching you at any given time. He's a sweetheart behind closed doors, it's a delight.

• call me an idealist or whatever, but I do think he'd like anything domestic. If he has a choice between going out and staying home, he'll prefer staying home. Loves it when you two cook together and try out new recipes you won't share with anyone else. There's much to be said about the simple pleasures of spending a rainy afternoon cuddling your boyfriend on the couch while you watch The Princess Bride for the 80th time, as opposed to the usual hectic life of crime you deal with every other day, and god he Loves those moments spent with you. You're all his for the day, and he wouldn't have it any other way.

• not one to argue if you do want to go out, though. Everyone gets bored of spending all day inside their own house, even if you're on break. Psimon prefers taking you to a modest restaurant -nothing too flashy, but nothing too simple either- since he can very easily use his powers to help you two blend into the crowd. However, he won't oppose too much to something like a visit to the local amusement park - just a warning that he gets motion sick quite easily!

• on a more serious note; despite his best efforts, Psimon still has memory and cognitive issues you'll have to get used to. It's nothing major, but it's easy for him to forget your birthday or anniversary, and certain things that felt like second nature now take a conscious effort, which is frustrating for him. Of course that's not to say I think less of him when writing this, or that you would, for that matter - but it is a source of insecurity for him. The environment and people he's surrounded with don't help, there isn't much space for special accomodations in his line of work, sadly. Either you're good at what you do or they get rid of you. I could go on and on about this specific headcanon but I'll cut it short here before I take too much of your time - just know that he's not 100% what he was in the past, and some things are more difficult nowadays. Please be patient.

God. I could go on and on about this guy despite, like all of us, having little to no material to base myself on. I'm just starving and spend too much time thinking about mr transparent brains kissing a weird lizard guy homosexually. It's all I can do to satiate my Hunger, and brother I am Starving.

[icharchivist]

Even worse idea

Belial gets worse in his try to throw Lucio off tracks and Lucio answers with

"That's really kinky, babygirl :D"

And I just dealt so much psychic damage to myself that I am not sure I will survive it

I wonder if Lucilius would be impressed with that ability to completely confuse Belial

i can specifically see Lucio say this with this specific face:

Belial would be so confused 😭

he'd probably turn to Sandalphon like is that allowed. is that really something you put up with. while Sandalphon has a small moment of solidarity with Belial before going nope, you die alone on this one.

as for Lucilius, i think he wouldn't actually care. Like, as long as Belial isn't bothering him he doesn't really care what Belial is doing or if he's being confused or anything. If anything Lucilius would just be annoyed that the guy he's a clone of is indulging in Belial's fantasies like that. But if that helps him no longer have Belial bothering him, whatever.

[cumetery]

I need to focus on op to get through whole cake… I watch housewives and immediately am dealt psychic damage trying to get through even one episode, the only way out is through especially since I gassed myself up for this arc and flew through the series only to stop abruptly when I got to sanjis wedding but honestly I feel like that says a lot about me but this series really deserves my full attention like I was giving it before

[mypoisonedvine]

sleepover request: general hux having a breeding kink and always wanting his partner pregnant bc he loves the idea of having children in power one day as future supreme leaders

how dare you force me to reveal my secret love for hux.  he’s evil and his sideburns are questionable but that’s not gonna stop me... this has slight dubcon but is otherwise so inappropriately fluffy haha im garbage

“No, shh, don’t get up,” he instructed, sitting up from where he was laid beside you.

“But I need some water,” you frowned.

“I’ll get that for you, you just stay here-- and keep your legs up, they say it’s more likely to take that way,” he reminded you, getting up past you and slipping on a robe on his way to fetch your glass.

“That’s a myth,” you sighed, but you still weren’t going to disobey him.

So, you laid there and waited for him, like you so often did these days.  He didn’t allow you to do much else... you barely had time for anything else while he was on his mission to impregnate you.  Waiting for him felt a bit different when you could feel his come slowly leaking out of you, though.

He returned shortly with your water, not even letting you hold the glass yourself and instead insisting that he do that for you as you careful drank from it.

“Do you intend to spoil me this much once I’m finally pregnant?” you asked as he laid down beside you again.

“At least,” he nodded.  “But you may not like my idea of spoiling, since it will include a rigorous diet and cardio regimen, for the health of the baby.”

“I should’ve known you would only become more a micromanager,” you groaned.

“Our children need to be strong, darling, they’re going to be very powerful rulers someday,” he explained, the same lecture you’d heard a million times already.  Except for one key change: the plural.

“You already plan to have more than one?” you noticed.

“We’re going to have as many as we can,” he said like it was obvious making you laugh.

“Since when?” 

He grinned as he rolled over and hovered on top of you again.  “Since I discovered how much I love knocking you up.  Now that I’ve tried it, I don’t think I’ll ever have the heart to stop.”

You smiled slightly and he kissed you again, humming against your lips and carefully spreading your legs.  “Armie, you can’t really go again, can you?” you gasped.

“Of course I can,” he laughed, already reaching down to guide his cock to your entrance again; it was truly a miracle that this man could stay hard after he’d already come in you twice just a minute ago, and bred you almost daily for a week.  

“I-I’m still sore,” you whimpered, but he pushed in anyways and swallowed your sob in another hungry kiss.  

“You can take another, I know you can,” he whispered.  “I said I’ll keep you full and I meant it... just be a good wife and take it.”

[sillylittlestims]

風に舞う淡いピンクの花

“Colors Mixed Together” Hinata Aoi (2wink)

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[vinyls-and-valentines]

Jet Star "Space: The final frontier" jacket...

[phantomrose96]

I just read Souls Follow (and I don’t think I saw it when you first posted it?? so new to me aha fic) and like

I think a huge part of it, the way it works so well, is, for me at least, I felt like the majority of the fic was priming the idea that we were looking at Vlads future, that at the end of the fic, the awful thing we could see coming but was inevitable was Vlad also loosing himself to his obsession. And that wouldn’t be a bad story!

But then, instead, Vlad finds a way to not lose himself. What happened to Danny could have been prevented (horror no 1) and we end on Maddie alone with nothing left (absolute gut punch!!!)

And like I don’t think the phandom has often explored the idea of Maddie being alone like that, I mean there’s the dissection fics where she’s to blame for Danny death and then Jazz leaves, but this kind of tragic loneliness and having nothing left?? There was no mental preparation even tho in the fic there’s all these hints in the cells she keeps leaving Vlad (which in itself says a lot)

(Souls Follow After)

( •̀ ω •́ )✧( •̀ ω •́ )✧( •̀ ω •́ )✧

Ah!!!!! Yeah I think the thing about Minds Follow/Souls Follow After that gets to me is the particular brand of angst of just... being left behind overtime. Noticing what's changed too late. Losing things and people slowly in such a passive and unavoidable way until one day you wake up and everything's gone.

And I just *runs in circles* Vlad's arc to COUNTER that in SFA. Realizing that hanging on to his humanity would lead him to this end - literally holding on to his (warped) love and care for Maddie and Danny - and effectively severing that and ending in an utter victory for Vlad where he's embraced being a monster and becomes literally the only character in the whole narrative to achieve a happy ending, as a monster, a g h.

I'm glad you're pointing out the cellphone bit because I really... I really think I Hit something there because like... it dealt psychic damage to me rereading it, and I presumably wrote it and ajhdghvffg

Also SFA just has me running in circles because like, when I look back and reread it, somehow past-me just packed it with a hundred details that light my current-brain on fire. I kinda feel like it's my favorite Vlad characterization I've hit on. The way he takes Danny's death, and transition to full ghosthood, as a personal insult because it severs Danny's half-ghost connection to Vlad. The way Vlad just toys with Jack and Maddie because he's holding all the power in the dynamic.

Then beyond Vlad, the repeated hollow one-liners from Danny who's too far gone. The timelapse of Maddie losing everything. The eerie utter abandonment of Vlad's mansion. The reveal that Vlad's body was crushed to death in the lab over a decade ago. Which is revealed by Plasmius, rid of his humanity, and successfully in possession of both the ring and crown making him ghost king. Maddie facing this, surrounded by the hollow A.I.s of herself and Danny to remind her of everything she lost. "No. I'm the king of monsters," and just leaving Maddie there, alone, with that, with the A.I.s.

Like literally I know it's my own fic but re-reading it years later it FEELS like someone else's fic that I'm falling in love with and then I go "this was ME? this was MINE?" Like I wanna gush about it but then I gotta reign myself in a little like "come on, have a bit of courtesy" but like. "No, I'm the king of monsters" I'm gonna eat my pillow.

[echoes-lighthouse]

1,12,and 98 for the homestuck asks?

1. When did you first get into Homestuck?

I tried reading it in high school, around 2014, but never got past Act 1. And then in 2019 I just read the whole thing in a month and then I was really into it for a while! And then the epilogues came out and dealt me so much psychic damage I didn’t want to look at Homestuck for a couple years.

12. Favourite Alpha troll?

I am so confused about the Alpha/Beta when it comes to the trolls. Do they correspond to the pre-scratch/post-scratch or are the beta trolls the ones who were interacting with the beta kids???

According to Google, the Beta trolls are the main cast, in which case my favourite changes constantly but also it’s Feferi because I love her

98. What characters do you relate most to?

Okay, back when I was partway through, I relayed very strongly to Rose, but I also used to say that I was somewhere at the midpoint of Rose and Dave because there was something about Dave that also reminded me of myself???

Then Dirk was introduced and I was like ‘ohhh I understand now’. So, yeah, Dirk Strider is the first time that I’ve seen myself so clearly in a character: our interests don’t line up very much, but the way his brain works and the way his friends tease him is very reminiscent of my own thought and relationship patterns.

That said, my Dirk-relating is tempered by a healthy helping of John Egbert-esque genuineness and excitement. So, I’m like an internal Dirk that presents very John-adjacent if you don’t know me well!

100 Homestuck Asks Because I Can’t Stop Gushing About This Webcomic

[shadow-djinni]

sendaxus obviously and just to go off script a lil gimme aragorn/boromir👀

alright, in order:

Sendaxus

what made you ship it? — I was writing fanfic in '17 and I said "oh you know what would be even more angsty? if they were dating" and dealt myself irreparable psychic damage and brainrot

what are your favorite things about the ship? — the angst reformed(?) villainous power couple my beloved, also the deeply held and sincere mutual trust and respect

is there an unpopular opinion you have on the ship? — Sendak is not a top, full offense

Aragorn/Boromir

you're really encouraging the brainrot huh

what made you ship it? — homoerotic subtext, also we rewatched Fellowship and I tricked myself into it. oops!

what are your favorite things about the ship? — this ship has everything: rivals to lovers, lord/vassal dynamic, aborted corruption arcs, one of them crying over the other's corpse, the potential for really long and convoluted fix-it fic....

is there an unpopular opinion you have on the ship? — can we....please stop with all the porn for five minutes. I just want plotty longfic

also, from @ro-blaze:

Shendak, Senllura, Shenllura, Zarkon/Haggar, Lotor/Sendak?

okay. I'm gonna take this by questions, bc I ship all of them

1. what made you ship it?

Shendak: conned myself into it by writing fic. I seem to do that a lot

Senllura: @bi-colored-corn gave me brainrot

Shenllura: .....and as a side effect of the last one, you encouraged me! I am being encouraged to write more polyships!

Zarkon/Haggar: I actually shipped this from S1, bc like.....I mean obvious villain power couple?? they're so married. I love them

Lotor/Sendak: S5 definitely contributed, but the way I ship it is very much spite driven. they're divorced

2. what are your favorite things about the ship?

Shendak, Senllura, and Shenllura all have the same answer: I love narrative foils, I love when narrative foils kiss, also terrifying political power triad (who are actually sweet dorks behind the scene whose brain cells go out the window)

Zarkon/Haggar: evil power couple!!! love makes you evil!!! the sheer tragedy of the relationship, like...they loved each other, they loved each other so much, and it wasn't enough!!! it did not save either of them!!! they were never reunited as themselves either, because when Haggar finally remembered herself as Honerva Zarkon was gone.

Lotor/Sendak: salty resentful divorced couple, also Lotor's Daddy Issues exacerbating the tension bc Sendak is Daddy's Favorite Son

3. is there an unpopular opinion you have on the ship?

Shendak: enough of the noncon, also Sendak is a bottom. perish

Senllura and Shenllura are too small for me to have unpopular opinions on...as in, I'm paddling this pool noodle mostly solo lmao

Zarkon/Haggar: ....I actually ship this in pretty much the way the fandom at large does. there's one, canonical brand of Zaggar, and it's "he's insanely devoted to her and she pegs him thoroughly"

Lotor/Sendak: they're divorced. it's literally more fun if they're divorced rivals and also low-key adoptive incest. also, Lotor is 100% the bastard and the aggressor in this relationship, bc Sendak has never done anything wrong ever in his life

[jvdes]

baby, just let me bleed in peace ( i just can’t help myself ). 

or: what’s better than this? just judes being judes

jude wasn’t usually a woman of indecision, but, in fairness, she rarely found herself in the position where she’d actually think her actions through before executing them. it’s all the stupid adderall’s fault - she should have said no to drugs, after all. stupid. there was something scary about thinking she was the least crazy person in the room, too, and it was worse that she didn’t know what to do. 

it’s pointless for her to go back and forth about it, she knows that. maybe it’s better if she doesn’t think too hard about it, ‘cause she’s damned if she does and damned if she doesn’t, and she knows that, so she should stop thinking so damn hard. when’s the last time her brain did her any fucking good, huh? 

i wish i fucking hated all of them, she thinks, i am such a fucking sucker. it’s a little embarrassing, that reluctance to leave either group that grows in her chest like roots in her lungs or something. and it’s worse because she’s pretty sure everyone would just as soon leave her or watch her leave, but, like, can she blame them? she’s not some huge loss. but, you know, she is a sucker, much as she hates to admit it, and she gives a shit, and she hates that. but how’s she supposed to leave any of them, you know? how’s she supposed to do that?

without thinking ( thank god! ), she slips off her sock and combs the beach, picking up the bigger rocks she can find and making a kind of poor-man’s nunchuck. there’s something comforting about that gearing up for violence, that physical ritual - leave her mind behind. a relief. 

she’s got a problem, and she’s going to deal with it like she deals with most of her problems. no, she’s going to deal with it the way she’s dealt with, when she’s a problem, which is often. ( always such a problem child ). violence, you know? it’s enough. 

jude thinks maybe shane was wrong; she thinks maybe they will kill her. what’s the point in keeping her around? it’s a kind of eerie acceptance that falls over her, a fore-knowledge, like she’s psychic: i think i’m gonna die soon. she’s okay with it, now that she thinks about it, now that she’s alone. it’s like she’s known: she was never going to be much. she never offered much, and there’s nobody around to miss her. if anybody should die, then it’s her. she’s tired, anyways, it’s been a long three weeks, it’s been a long 16 months, it’s been a long 18 years. i think i’m going to die today, but she’s not going down without a fight. ( not that she thinks it will help, much. but it’s for her. she’s doing this one thing for her ).

she thinks briefly of odessa - maybe it’s the fact that jude knows she doesn’t have anything to give the world that brings the other girl, the girl who arguably deserved to live much more than jude did, to mind. thinking of her - of odessa’s body, her father, her body, ( you should never mess with someone’s body, not if they’ve got people missing them ) - it brings this comforting surge of anger. it’s good to know that beneath the apathy, the psychic abilities, and the fear - beneath these last shitty twenty days - she’s still essentially herself. she’s still capable of being mad, and fighting, and doing it without flinching, even if she is afraid. 

she’s going to do some damage, right? that’s all she can really hope to do as she prepares for whatever happens next. she can’t think of anything, she can’t fix anything, but it will feel good to hurt. it’s way too late to start hating that about herself. 

when they start coming down from the boat, and jude starts swinging, it doesn’t last long - obviously. but, she’s pretty sure she gets a few good hits in, and that’s still something, you know? even if it’s just one or two, and even if it does nothing to actually stop anyone from doing anything. it feels good to go down fighting, and it feels good to be right. and then, you know, it’s pretty much over. 

[jaybug-jabbers]

All-Glitch Pokemon Blue Run Pt17 (Final): A Whole New World

Professor,

You've always nagged-- uh, I mean, informed-- me about the importance of taking copious, detailed notes about everything, for the importance of research and records. So even though you were in the audience that day, I'm sending you my report about my fight with the Elites.

I know you strongly advised that I train a little more before taking them on. After all, the team was only at level 40. I agree that was a little low. You told me I was being rash and impatient, and maybe I was, I don't know. But I knew my team felt ready. They were so eager to fight for me, and I believed in them.

So I entered the arena, and faced off against the first: Lorelei. I won't lie; she was so easy it was almost trivial. Wobbles' Thunderbolt wiped out almost all her pokes in a single hit. Lapras needed two hits, but it was still easy to tank a Hydro Pump from it. The only uncertainty was Jynx, but after paralyzing it, Charmed could deliver a Fire Blast to its face.

In almost no time at all, I was already in Bruno's chamber. At least this fight took a little longer, but we still weren't working up a sweat. I opened with Jasper to face his Onix. Jasper had been training for this. He'd taken out countless Onix on Victory Road. This one went down like all the others. Hitmonchan was next. I paralyzed with Gia first, but then Bruno started to use X-Defends. I pondered this. It meant I wanted to use some decent Special attacks. Only two of my pokes really had decent Special, of course-- Wobbles and Charmed. I switched Wobbles in, although he caught a hefty Counter to the face for it. Still, he cleared the Hitmonchan out no problem. Next up was Hitmonlee, and I was able to clear it out with Giago, bashing away with Strengths. There was a second Onix, but Jasper wiped it out as easily as the first. The ace was Machamp. While this pokemon is known as an absolute beast of an attacker, he simply doesn't stand a chance against Giago's raw bulk and defenses. She simply shrugged the attacks off and took the pokemon down.

On to Agatha. Things were finally starting to get more difficult. I opened with Jasper, since he knew Earthquake. She started with a Gengar. After a Screech and two Earthquakes, Jasper was able to take the ghost out, since the Gengar didn't use particularly wise moves. Next was Golbat, but it was a trifle with Wobbles' Thunderbolt. Haunter was also easy for Jasper: after a Screech it only needed one Earthquake to go down. Before it left, though, it used a Confuse Ray. When Arbok came in, it was a little more serious for Jasper. The snake used Glare and now Jasper was both confused and paralyzed. Earthquakes did some damage, but not tons. What's worse, Arbok was Screeching and using Acid, so Jasper's defense kept dropping. Jasper finally went down to a Bite before he could finish the job he started. But he left the Arbok rather low of health and easy pickings for a revenge attack. Charmed did this handily.

Then was the final Gengar. I started with a Thunder Wave from Gia. The Gengar chose to poison Gia. Honestly, that was a blessing in disguise; I didn't want to deal with Hypnosis and Dream Eater. Giago chipped away with the only move she could use, Surf, but it was slow going due to Gengar's massive Special. Eventually Gia succumed to the growing Toxic damage. I sent Dusty in next and it was very much the same story: Get hit by Toxic, chip away with Hydro Pumps, eventually go down to Toxic. To my irritation, Agatha then used a Super Potion. I brought in Charmed and Fire Blast things, but run out of Fire Blast and have to resort to Embers. Then Agatha uses a Super Potion AGAIN. I start to grow aggravated as Charmed goes down to Nightshade.

Thankfully, Fractal comes in and saves us from this annoying battle. A well-aimed Fly ends the fight. 

Agatha admits defeat rather begrudingly, but tells me to keep going.

At long last, I reached the final Elite chamber. It belonged to Lance, the dragon tamer. He took some time to wax poetic about how rare and difficult dragons are to find and train, claiming them to be the superior pokemon typing that will dominate all others. I smirked at him.

"Best not rest on your laurels. A new and even more powerful pokemon type could always come along, you know."

The guy chuckled. He told me,

"Yes, I've heard people talking about your so-called 'glitch' pokemon. Personally, I'm not sure if I believe your story."

I reached for my pokeball and told him it was time to see for himself.

Thankfully, Lance's opening pokemon was a pushover. As intimidating as Gyarados was, it collapsed like a wet paper towel to Wobbles' Thunderbolt. Dragonair was made of sterner stuff, though. I decided to play it safe and start by Thunder Waving with Gia. Then I switched to Jasper. A Screech and a couple Earthquakes are all that's needed, although it helped a great deal that Dragonair missed its Hyper Beam. I don't know if even Jasper could have dealt with that kind of hit.

I met the second Dragonair with the same Thunder Wave treatment. Then I sent Dusty in, hoping to chip away with Ice Beams. Unfortunately, Dusty never gets her chance. She goes down immediately. However, Wobbles can clear the dragon away with Aurora Beam.

The fourth pokemon is an Aerodactyl. Like the others, I Thunder Wave, and then I tell Jasper to chip away with Hydro Pumps. Of course, Jasper is more of a physical attacker, but it did some damage. When Jasper fainted, I sent Charmed in to try out some Fire Blasts. It helped wear the Aerodactyl down some more, but it wasn’t not enough. However, at this point, Fractal could finish things off, smashing through the rocky beast at high speeds.

Lance sent out his ace, Dragonite.

Same old story-- I open with Thunder Wave. Then I use some Strengths. It's a bit slow going, but Giago, like Jasper, is more about the long game and survivability. Eventually Gia wears that dragon down to about 1/4 of its health. Then Gia falls. I think I can bring Fractal in to finish things.

But then, Lance uses a Super Potion. It's a slap to the face, honestly. I'm still not sure why using potions during a battle is officially allowed in the rulebook.

My Missingno falls to the Dragonite, and I'm down to just Wobbles.

I tell Wobbles to use Aurora Beam. Wobbles turns and starts glowing bright.

But then, something horrifying: Dragonite moves first. It launches itself bodily towards Wobbles.

I watch helplessly. I know Wobbles' defense is paper-thin. I had been counting on Wobbles outspeeding the paralyzed dragon. But the problem was, it had used so many Agilities that it was faster now.

The dragon careens toward us, a massive brute compared to the tiny body of Wobbles. I think it's over.

But then, in the last moments, Wobbles somehow manages to slip past. The dragon crashes loudly onto the ground.

Then Wobbles aims, and he fires.

When the dust settles, Lance is forced to eat his words. He accepts his loss, and he's forced to admit that my glitch pokemon are actual, real things, and not some fanciful delusions.

I think it's finally done. I'm mentally preparing my victory speech. But Lance doesn't concede that I am the new Champion. Instead, he smiles sort of smugly, and tells me there's one more person I must face.

And it's Professor Oak's freaking grandson.

I had to take a five-minute breather first. I healed up my team and tried to psyche myself up. All things considered, these Elites hadn't been too terrible to face. But I was starting to grow a little weary, and that last dragon battle had been pretty close.

On the other hand, this was Oak's grandson. I mean, how hard could he be? I had spanked him just before heading up Victory Road, so it was doubtful he'd gotten much stronger since then.

So we headed back out there, onto the Champion's stage. Blue gave me some grand speech about his journey, about all the things he'd learned as he helped out Oak, and how he'd assembled a team that would beat any Pokemon type.

I just laughed and asked him, "Are you sure about that?"

He seemed annoyed and told me they could beat even "my pack of freaks."

Done wasting time, I sent my ace out first. He deployed his Pidgeot. It honestly was pathetic; Wobbles blasted the thing clean out of the sky.

He sent his Alakazam out next, though, and I was a little more cautious about that. Like before, I used Giago to paralyze it, and then tried chipping away at it. Gia never had stellar Special, so she goes down. However, just like before, Fractal's devastating attack strikes the powerful Psychic pokemon down. Fractal might be a glass cannon and easy to underestimate, but when you get in his line of fire, you'd best look out.

Next was Rhydon, and I sent Dusty out. To my wonder and joy, Dustdevil solos the Rhydon with Hydro Pumps. I cheered, happy that Dusty was contributing too.

Arcanine comes out next, and although Dusty does her best with Hydro Pump, she quickly folds to the fire dog's strength. I sent Jasper out, and try again with Hydro Pump. Jasper's Special may not be better than Dusty's, but as a sturdy fellow, he could stand up to the dog's strikes until he blasted it with enough water.

Next out is Exeggcute. Charmed has her time to shine, and engulfs the tree in a ball of flame.

Finally, it's Blue's ace, Blastoise. Giago had fainted at that point, so there was no help from paralysis here. I sent out Fractal to do some damage, but he goes down quickly. Dusty as well. Jasper is weakened from his fight with Arcanine and also falls. It's down to a weakened Charmed and Wobbles.

I don't bother sending Charmed out. I knew that her Slashes and fire moves weren’t going to be enough. A fire lizard against a water turtle just isn't a wise move. So really, it's up to Wobbles, my starter.

Thankfully, thankfully-- Wobbles outspeeds. Even more thankfully, Wobbles is able to OHKO the Blastoise with one Thunderbolt.

And then, we'd done it.

There was so much shouting and jubilation from the crowds after that, that it's a bit of a blur. I know Oak rushed down to the arena to talk to us. I remember Oak saying he was proud of how much I'd grown since I'd left with his little Charmander. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I'm pretty sure Oak still had no idea there was something off about my pokemon. Like, was he sitting in the far back or something? Does this guy have vision problems? I don't know, but I didn't have the heart to tell him that the little Charmander he'd given me was quite a bit different now. As in, I'd raised it and then hybridized it with a Charizard'M. I figured it was fine, though-- he didn't really need to know.

You know what happened after that-- the talk we gave together to the public about glitch pokemon. But when it was time to officially register myself and my team in the Hall of Fame, I went to the room alone with Oak. So I'll tell you what happened.

It was short and simple. Oak gave a brief speech, ceremonial stuff. Then we put my pokeballs into a machine.

The machine displayed the records on a screen. It looked like this:

The machine didn't seem to really process the glitch pokemon correctly, so it displayed the same confusing jumble of pixels for each of them. Unfortunately, Charmed's natural cloaking abilities were so strong, the machine failed to even recognize her and generate a record for her. That's really unfortunate, since she did contribute to the team! Maybe in the future, though, we can adjust the equipment to understand glitch pokemon.

By the end of it, the machine was emitting a strange sort of noise-- I think Dusty messed with its audio settings. It seemed to unnerve Professor Oak, but he carried on with the ceremony anyway.

And that was it. I'd become Champion of Kanto.

It’s all so strange to think about. This summer hasn’t turned out at all like I had expected it to. I’m visting mom at home today, in Pallet Town. When I woke up this morning and laid there, thinking about the events of yesterday, I had to wonder for a moment if it was all a dream. 

I’m just a Bug Catcher from Pallet Town. I spent my days catching Weedles and Caterpie and just wandering Viridian Forest. This whole world of glitch pokemon and all the bizarre things to come out of it . . . this strange reality I stumbled into, it’s well beyond anything I would have even imagined. And it carried me further than I ever would have thought.

I know, I’m just rambling now. I’ll stop. I know we still have a lot of work to do-- now more then ever. Now that we’ve revealed to the world the truth about glitch pokemon, they need us to help explain and understand them. It will be a massive change for everyone.

And this all started because I couldn’t stop wondering what hid in the grass beyond the fence in Pallet Town. It’s funny, really. Now that I know the answers, I just feel . . . more excited then ever.

-Junebug

[cloudbattrolls]

Once It Is Spoken, I Ask Her No More

Ancient Alternia, One Millennium into Her Imperious Condescension’s Reign

Miruka picked up the troll child and held it, examining it from each angle squinting as much as a creature whose eyes were decorative emeralds could squint.

Nearby, Chimera tossed hers into the air with her tail, and grabbed it again with both hands as it whooped and hollered.

The wyvern gave her an irritated look as her own squirmed and struggled to be put down. It tried to bite her, but only found tough green scales its small fangs had no hope of piercing. It hissed.

“Have it your way, then.” She grumbled, and put the small creature back down in its cocoon full of green slime, where it settled it and closed its eyes.

“Chimera!” She called sharply, looking across to her irritating companion, now on the crest of another sand dune. There was a perfectly good city nearby, too, but they were out in this featureless wasteland. It was just like her.

“Hmm?” said the furred creature absentmindedly, now balancing her child on one foot as she floated upside down, wings beating occasionally, not that they strictly needed to.

“Stop playing with that; do you really want to go find a new one?”

“The blue ones are tough.” She replied, still sounding like her mind was half in a different galaxy. Knowing her irresponsible tendency of splitting herself, it very well could be. “Besides, it likes it! Don’t you, little buddy?”

The child was clutching the webbed foot with wide eyes, its curly hair bouncing as it shook.

Miruka counted to ten, and then exhaled as a gesture of impatience. 

“Chimera.”

“Mm?”

“How long has it been since you’ve dealt with mortal children?”

“I want to say it was that empire of multiple eared people? Taor?”

“It was the Sylvites. That was only eight hundred and - “

“You do know that if I damage it I can fix it. Put it right back in its egg! Then speed it through developing.”

“A waste of power.”

Miruka still wasn’t used to the two different colors of moonlight shining on her idiot companion’s golden fur and her own green scales. It was ridiculous, but then, this whole universe was patently absurd. Even if the creatures lurking at its edges were anything but.

Chimera put the child down gently in its own cocoon before spreading her wings wide and leaping over, sitting down on the cool sands. A scorpion scuttled past them, and she scooped it up, admiring the creature whose tail her own resembled. Miruka humored her for a few breaths, and then teleported it out of her palm, somewhere out of sight. 

“Do you really think we’re going to die soon?” she said, looking up at the stars as a breeze ruffled her fur and the feathers in her ears.

“Even we cannot cheat death forever. We were both mortal once, and we have debts to pay. Perhaps a thousand years, likely less.”

“That used to seem like so long. Now it’s hardly enough time to watch a civilization grow.”

“Is that why you’re even more irritating about using our power? Because, if so, you just - “

“I am trying to get you to focus.” She spoke over the protest. “I am better at conserving my energy regardless.”

Chimera rolled her eyes. 

“Sure, Jan. Anyway...I’ve been calculating, if I age them about three more years they should start developing their powers. They won’t miss it, we can just give them implanted memories to make the transition easier on everybody.”

Miruka missed the expressive luxuries of ears and eyebrows at times like these. She settled for pulling her clay mouth back in disapproval.

“Oh, don’t give the ‘that’s immoral’ look, you’ve killed thousands of people for less. I remember the puddle incident, don’t test me.”

“Don’t dodge the subject. If they turn out psychologically unstable, they will be hunted down by others of their kind, and they will be no use to us. We’ll have to reset the timeline, again. I remember the ‘Chimera let the blue one get eaten’ incident.”

“Every single time! That was not my fault, that...whatever it was...popped out of a hole in the ground and before I knew it, bam!”

“Very convincing. No, we let them grow up naturally. It was prudent to age them past pupation, but I spent far too long ensuring the stable mix of genetics in the green one for it to wind up with issues before it’s even an adolescent.”

Miruka’s tail coiled and uncoiled, the arrowhead drawing lines in the sand as Chimera grimaced but nodded.

“We must also avoid attracting too much attention from our...neighbors.”

“We’re nowhere near the ocean, what do we have to worry about?”

“You know as well as I that the Rift’s Carbuncle is far from the only threat on this planet.”

“She keeps the rest of them in line, as long as we don’t piss her off we’re golden.”

“Mm. Do you regret coming here?”

Chimera looked down at the endless shifting grains, toying with a strand of fur.

“Kind of. It’s definitely not ideal. I can’t help but think that was sort of the point, though.”

“It likely was.”

The universe worked in stranger ways than even they could imagine, despite having been to so many worlds across so many times and dimensions. Alternia was one of the most hostile they had ever been to, and had been chosen primarily because it was already claimed by an entity far greater than either of the pair, forcing them to cooperate.

Forcing them to work with what they had, or die with no hope of return from the grave.

Perhaps it was a judgment on both of their meddling in countless lives and planets, of reshaping solar systems at their wills. They could command time and space, but they answered to the cosmic forces of judgment no matter where or when they were.

“Who do you think judges us? We never found out, and I know you investigated for ages.”

Miruka ground her emerald teeth. It had always been a source of ire that by gaining her powers, she had also become subject to whatever strange force put limits on Chimera’s actions as well.

“All I ever found were scraps and half-truths, some of them contradictory. Whatever manner of being they are, they have no desire to be known. Some kind of star creature, perhaps. There were a dozen other potential leads.”

“Why didn’t you chase them?”

“I had to keep an eye on you. I had already been gone too long.”

“How sweet. My people were doing just ducky until you turned up out of the blue.”

“That’s irrelevant now.”

“Easy for you to say. I buried all of them myself.”

“Including the ones already suffering from your plague?”

“It was nonlethal until you decided oh, hey, let’s poison the water! That’ll REALLY help the situation of trying to keep them from starting a war peacefully!”

“Regardless of the war, they were fundamentally corrupt, as their treatment of the other species showed. There was nothing left to salvage.”

Chimera was now growling in her face, having edged closer after every word.

“That wasn’t your choice to make.” She said, voice dangerously low, devoid of humor.

Miruka stared her down with gemstone eyes.

“You’d choose to abbreviate the lives of two children for your own convenience.”

The furred creature hissed, threw up her hands, and moved back, getting up and pacing as her stinger tail lashed back and forth.

“Oh, I’m sorry! Is that somehow a bigger crime than modifying them for our own needs? I didn’t realize we were debating chickens and sheep now!”

“You’re overreacting.” said the wyvern flatly, her wings shifting slightly. “This isn’t a disagreement, Chimera, it’s a comparison of motives.”

“I disagree with your bloody comparison. I’m trying to get this over with, and to do it as painlessly as possible for them. Are you any good at raising children, Miruka? I had a son once. I had to leave him. Even his mother didn’t want me to stay, and she was right. We are not meant to be parents. So yes, I’m choosing for them because they are literal infants and this is for their own good.”

Her hand lit up with a pulsing ball of green energy.

“So you’d have them believe we were?” Miruka replied softly. “I remember when you told me that your entire purpose was to undo the lies I let my people live.”

The energy was extinguished with a whoosh of air as Chimera’s green eyes welled up with a haunted sort of hatred.

“I don’t want to die.” she said softly.

“We will not.” Miruka said firmly. “Now pull yourself together and stop acting ridiculous.”

Chimera turned her back on her old enemy, picking up the cocoon her child slept in, shielded from the planet’s psychic tide of troubled dreams.

“I’m going somewhere else. Don’t follow me.”

Miruka watched as she vanished, and stayed unmoving until the red sun began to peek over the horizon.

She picked up her child, extended her batlike wings, and flew away into the shimmering heat of day.

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Incineroar: HE’S GRRRRREAT!

What’s going on world?!?  Today I’m gonna be giving you guys an analysis and some sets on Alola’s favorite tiger with a ‘tude, TONY THE- ....INCINEROAR!  (note: I did not create this image nor do I claim ownership to it, but I thought it was awesome and the world needs to see it).

Incineroar is the the final form of the Fire starter of Sun and Moon and my personal favorite of the three, both in practice and design.  I love the fact that it’s based off a heel (wrestler bad guy) and just how expressive it is in game (have this thing use ember and you’ll see why).  As for its typing, Incineroar is a Fire/Dark type (not a Fighting type WOO), very interesting with a surprising amount of resistances, those being Fire, Steel, Dark, Ghost, Ice, Grass, and an immunity to Psychic, with weaknesses to Fighting, Rock, Ground, and Water.  The STAB combo I must say is very nice as hits quite a few for at least neutral, and Incineroar gets quite a few options for things that resist those. (fun fact: COMPLETELY unrelated to anything competitive, but this was the first gen that I did not pick a Water starter for the main game in the gen, not that I dislike Primarina, but I wanted to change things up a little, I DID get Moon after all lol).  Anyways, let’s take a crack at those stats shall we?

Hp95/Att115/Def90/Spatt80/Spdef90/Spe60 

Overall, Incineroar has some very well-distributed stats (almost like a Fire version of Swampert).  Boasting Impressive 95/90/90 defenses, Evil Tony here can take hits from either side quite nicely.  Offensively it’s also quite good, boasting a high 115att and a respectable 80spatt, and being a Fire type it’s immune to burn so that attack won’t be dropping too easily.  Its only not so hot stat is its base 60 speed, which for this gen’s standards is actually not too bad, although there are plenty of things that will go before it does.  So now that we have that stats, let’s check out what abilities this heel as to offer!

Blaze: Boosts the power of Fire type moves by 50% when hp is at 1/3 or less.

Intimidate (Hidden, Unreleased at this time (UAT)): Lowers the opponent’s attack by 1.5 every time this pokemon is sent in.

Being the Fire starter, Incineroar naturally gets the Blaze ability, a decent one and really the only option at this time (I’ll update when Intimidate gets released).  However, for the following sets we’ll be using Intimidate as it compliments Incineroar’s already good bulk quite well, but just know that Blaze if fine for the time being.  So now that he’s prepped and ready to go, let’s let Tony show off some special moves!

TONY THE TIGER

Adamant/Jolly Nature: 252att/252spe/4hp

Intimidate: Choice Band/Choice Scarf/Life Orb/Assault Vest/Incinium Z

-Darkest Lariat

-Flare Blitz

-Leech Life

-Cross Chop/Earthquake/Roar/Taunt

A pretty standard set, but with a a lot of options.  EVS are obvious, and since Incineroar is already quite bulky you can invest in speed not be too worse for wear.  Intimidate is the go-to ability (when released) to make Incineroar even more bulky, and is complemented very well with Assault vest.  Darkest Lariat is the STAB of choice, as it ignores any defense or evasion boosts your opponent might have (and turns into the awesome and powerful Malicious Moonsault with the Z crystal, try it at least once if you haven’t it’s hilarious!).  Flare Blitz is the next move and hits very hard with either Band or Orb, but just be aware of the recoil.  Leech Life is there to get a good amount of hp back and do nice damage.  The last move is all dependent on what you need and what item you’re using: the attack moves offer nice coverage, whereas the support moves are great against walls and set-up sweepers.

BULK UP WITH BREAKFAST!

Careful Nature: 252hp/252spdef/4spe

Intimidate: Leftovers, Lum Berry

-Bulk Up

-Darkest Lariat

-Leech Life

-Flare Blitz/Taunt/Roar/Toxic/Will-o-Wisp

With its defenses and Intimidate, Incineroar pulls off bulk up very well.  With the given EVs, its hp reaches a high 202 at lvl 50 and has a spdef at 156, meaning that, in conjunction with Intimidate, taking it down will take some effort, especially after some bulk ups.  Leftovers is the item of choice, although if you’re afraid of status Lum Berry can be used.  Aside from Bulk Up, you’ll want Darkest Lariat for a strong STAB and Leech Life to further boost recovery.  The last move is up to you: Flare Blitz hits very hard, but recoil may not be the best choice as this set wants to last a while.  Taunt and Roar are great for stopping set up, but Toxic and Will-o-Wisp help to wear things down (Will-o-Wisp can make you stupidly bulky on the physical side).

Just a side note before we get into countering Incineroar, but it also has access to Nasty Plot and a special movepool similar to its physical movepool type-wise, so a special set is more than possible (although it’s arguably outclassed by a fair amount of things).  Incineroar’s greatest weakness is its slow speed and lack of priority (it DOES get Fake Out but that’s it): hit it hard before it can move and you’re golden.  Fairy and Water types also give it a hard time, as they resist many of its moves and can dent it pretty well.  Despite being bulky, wearing it down is also a good idea as even with its decent recovery it can only last so long.  However, don’t underestimate Incineroar despite these flaws as it appropriately has many sneaky tricks up its sleaves and can easily overwhelm several pokemon if not dealt with quickly.  So gang that wraps up yet another review, as always if there’s a pokemon you want me to praise/shame say the word!  I’m The Alolan Mudkip, and from Evil Tony and myself, a good day and I’ll catch y’all next time!