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Pokemon Blue Nuzlocke Time! (Part 7)
We make our way down to Vermillion City!
There are Bug Catchers. They are not very good.
((Removed Water Gun rather than Bubble because Bubble has slowing utility. Plus, its slightly weaker power is a GOOD thing if attempting to catch wilds.))
These two fell quickly.
Syaoran: It's odd...
Syaoran: ...but I swear the sunlight is more intense in Vermillion City.
Syaoran: LIGHTNING? Ah... er...
Syaoran: ...Friends, we have a problem.
Namely, four out of the six members of the current party are weak to Lightning. Who volunteers to step out and save the cause?
Yulong: I am well aware of my extreme weakness to the powers of the heavens. I will retire to a safe haven for now.
LEERSPEAR: Hmph. While Reservoir has Dig and Monarch the status powders... I, for now, am dead weight.
Syaoran takes in the sights of Vermilion City. (One "i", apparently.)
Syaoran: *nods* True of more than Pokemon, I would say.
Syaoran: *sigh* Alas, I cannot say that the behavior you describe is exclusive to Team Rocket...
Syaoran: This must be where that "S.S. Anne" is docked...
Syaoran: (...I ventured inside...)
Ambassador: Greetings. I am the ambassador from the Diglett People. We have heard of your fight against the thieves and your assistance to the leaders of the Caterpie People, the Route 22 Clan, and the Mountain Tribe, and wish to lend our aid.
Syaoran: Wh-what?! How did you even hear about all that? Those were private conversations!
Ambassador: We Diglett have many connections in the underground. Are you objecting?
Syaoran: ...Well, no, since I do in fact need a powerful Ground-type to combat Lt. Surge, but... it's certainly... unexpected. Can you really spare someone like this?
Ambassador: Certainly. We Diglett populate more of the world than you surface-dwellers know. We are highly replaceable.
Syaoran: ...
Syaoran: (I interrupted these two lovebirds by mistake. In the future, though, if they want to keep their secrets by force, they should really have more force.)
Syaoran: I wasn't listening! I don't even know what you're talking ab-
Ambassador: Oh, that? They were talking about -
Syaoran: *hastily* You don't need to tell me!
Syaoran: (I talked to this man inside a house in Vermilion. Though he seemed light-hearted, his letter told a different story...)
Syaoran: (I had heard that Lt. Surge ran this city with strict but secure military discipline. While the townspeople were unhappy about many aspects, such as the strict curfew and other regulations, it was generally acknowledged to eliminate the severe crime problem plaguing most other major cities.
By now, I had the sense that Pewter had mainly been spared because Team Rocket chose to concentrate its efforts on the mountain nearby rather than the city itself. I heard that faraway Fuchsia was, though nominally a tourist trap, similar to Vermilion in its disciplined (some would say facist) leadership - though the Gym Leader, Koga, preferred ninjitsu over soldiery.) Absolutely inexplicable, however, was Viridian City - a hub for all Trainers going to Pokemon League, and thus what should have been an unspeakably prized target for Team Rocket. But the Rockets seemed to not even realize the city existed! It stood as an undeniable counterexample to the "strong leader" theory of city-safety, since it lacked any leadership at all, the Gym Leader being absent almost constantly and there for only the shortest period of time when he did make a mysterious appearance...
Well, regardless of that, Vermilion City was not as bad as some made it out to be. The residents were restrained in their activities, but had nonetheless formed groups for their own entertainment and private fulfillment.
Such as the Pokemon Fan Club.)
Syaoran: (Bemused, I expressed an interest in his knowledge.)
Syaoran: ...Sir, I'm sorry that the closed-minded, bigoted outside world doesn't accept your love, but *checks watch* I...
Syaoran: (He gave me a present by way of apology. Considering its worth, I accepted it gratefully, but... I still feel uncomfortable...)
Syaoran: I'd thought it would be bigger. :U
Syaoran: Why? Aren't they having a party?
Sailor: Are you joking?! The party ended a day ago! We've been stuck in port for heaven knows WHAT reason!
Syaoran: Um... okay. I'll investigate...
Gentleman: *afterwards* Just leave me alone! *hic*
Syaoran: Sir, how much vodka DID they serve at the party?
Gentleman: Sh-shtop shasshing me, y-you dumb little whippershnapper... *hic*
Syaoran: But I'm not the waiter! D:
Woman: You are now! D:<
Syaoran: ...Say, Queen Aria, is that...
Queen Aria: ...
Wigglytuff: ...Hm, I haven't seen one of you for a long time. This ship will soon be departing, but if our paths should cross again, we'll talk.
Syaoran: I am?
Waiter: Ah! Do not talk, silent one! You will strain something!
Syaoran: -_-;;
Syaoran: Then don't throw said Pokemon at me! ):<
Syaoran: (I was relieved that SOMEONE was pursuing them.)
Predict there will be a new request on the in-universe Kink Meme by nightfall - 'S.S. Anne Chef, Revenge. Brutal, sadistic torture - the chef is kidnapped, tied to a chair, and forced to eat his own cooking. The darker the better, anons.'
Syaoran: I've known people like that...
Syaoran: (I took some time to train; when Ambassador had his signature Dig move and could defend himself without his frail defenses endangering him overmuch, I returned.)
Syaoran: *afterwards* But not very strong ones.
Syaoran: This may prove useful...
Syaoran: My backpack is full, and I need to take the loose items on the S.S. Anne. :\
Syaoran: Go fish.
((Ahhh, yes. The L19 (L17?) Machop Guy. Would NOT have been half as hard if A) this wasn't a Nuzlocke and B) Karate Chop didn't critical ALMOST EVERY SINGLE TIME IT HIT in this battle.
RNG was out to get me in that one. Fortunately? It got confused and smacked itself in the face. Burned through FIVE Potions, though.))
Syaoran: ? I haven't seen any...
Sailor: Not where YOU can get to. But why do you think so many of us are carrying Tentacools?
Syaoran: Restocking with what's available... yes, thank you, I've got the money right here. *rummages in pocket*
Syaoran: Yep, definitely know people like that.
Queen Aria: Ha! This is a monarch's blow!
Ambassador: I wasn't even touched, what luck.
Syaoran: An unconventional rejuvenation treatment, but if it works...
Gentleman: You should have seen me as a lad... *fortunately cuts off before he rambles about his past for thirty minutes on end*
Gentleman: I remember the Lapras populations... *sigh* Alas, the poor things succumbed to a combination of poaching, pollution, and propeller injuries. I've heard they still exist in small populations in Sinnoh and Unova, but around here, you'll only see them as prized members of a few Trainers' collections. *saddened, wistful sigh*
Gentleman: I must admit, I don't remember a boy your age being on the invitation list, but you certainly qualify!
Syaoran: Thank you, sir. *bows out*
Gentleman: ...Wait! I do remember seeing - Are you Professor Oak's g- Oh, never mind, he's gone... *shrug* The impatience of youth...
((a.k.a. the ONE move you never want to learn in a Nuzlocke! D8))
Syaoran: *takes notes*
Syaoran: But a sea captain? o_o
Syaoran: Can't be careless in a Nuzlocke! :U
((Future Generations: YOU DON'T SAY :U ))
Man: What was IN the dinner last night?
Syaoran: Eels Au -
Man: THAT WAS A RHETORICAL QUESTION *leans over side of ship again*
Man: ...Or at least, that's what I tell everyone who asks...
Reservoir: *CHOMP*
Enemy Pokemon: Keep that up, and I'll feed you the leftovers from last night's Eels Au Barbeque!
Syaoran: (Before I could respond, the darkness closed in...)
Syaoran: Wh-what?!
Syaoran: I... it must have just been my imagination... *squeezes eyes shut against a throbbing headache*
Petra: HA! Revenge, sucker!
Petra: And how did you even have a L16 Raticate, anyway?!
Shaoron: There are more things in heaven and earth than in a talking piece of rubble's philosophy...
Kadabra: I can see your future! Your future is -
Kadabra: ...Victory?! *faints*
Reservoir: The power of James Randi compels you!
((NEVER get tired of that animation's screencaps. :D))
Syaoran: (My headache at last clearing, I recalled Monarch as Shaoron began speaking about the Captain...)
Syaoran: (The air again grew, in my imagination, a bit lighter as he left. Though I knew it had to have been just a figment of fantasy, my thoughts lingered on the brief, bizarre vision I had experienced before the battle...
Trying to distract myself, I headed to the Captain's quarters.)
Syaoran: The Collected Works of Cori Falls? He IS a shipper-Captain! :U
Syaoran: (...It didn't seem to be working, though.)
Syaoran: (Shaoron hadn't even done that for him? He wasn't the nicest fellow, but that was uncharacteristic even for him...)
Syaoran: A-are you sure? Thank you!
Captain: I can actually stand up to hand you ANYTHING now. Don't mention it. :U
The S.S. Anne departs.
First unique encounter of Route 11!
Monarch: For posterity, may I note that all my "messing about with powders" proves far more useful than SOME members of this group would have you believe?
Klakarton: Myeh heh heh... Pleasure to meet you. Innocents ripe for the initiation.
Syaoran: Are you a Scientologist?
Klakarton: What? No! Gah! Don't be disgusting!
I merely worship the Outer Gods, those whose mere presence twists and tears the fabric of our reality. Bound beneath Cinnabar Island, they will slip through when the stars are right and make themselves known to unwary travelers, at that place betwixt and between the land and the sea... *chuckles*
Syaoran: (...His manner unnerved me, and, despite his potential as a Psychic type, I decided to keep him safely isolated in the PC...)
Bell Tolls: ...A Hidden Technique? ...Hm. If it advances your journey, it has already been decided that...
Syaoran: "Decided"? What do you mean?
Bell Tolls: ...Fate decrees...
Syaoran: *scratches head* Already?
Syaoran: What about Shaoron?
Sailor: That kid? ...S-shut up! I don't want to talk about that! Take out your Pokemon and fight!
((A note: A regular attack [Quick Attack, in this case] taking off >1/3 of HP is NOT a good sign in a Nuzlocke. It means normal + crit can 2HKO. Fortunately, Dig shielded Ambassador from the follow-up, and said Dig was a 1HKO...))
((Pictured: Frames of the Cut animation, in case you ever wanted to see it! :D [THAT took a few tries.]))
Syaoran: Pity Ground-types are immune to electricity, isn't it?
Rocker: Eh?
Rocker: ...*whimper*
((See? THAT was the aftermath of a single critical. D: This is what I mean when I say Diglett is a glass cannon!))
Syaoran: Hey, how are you digging in a metal-floored Gym? :\
Ambassador: *pokes head out of trash can* Whatever gave you the notion that I was digging through the floor?
((>_> This is always such a time-consuming part...))
((WHAT?! You mean - GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! That's it, Surge, my childhood self demands vengeance! D:<))
Syaoran: FINALLY.
Syaoran: I- I'm here for the Gym battle, why else would I be here?
Lt. Surge: Ha! You think you're worthy of it, you measly little runt?
Lt. Surge: (They paralyzed my enemies...)
((Vengeance accomplished. >:D Seriously, how many times do you see a NON-hideously-overleveled Gym Leader battle where the Pokemon DOESN'T TAKE A SINGLE POINT OF DAMAGE?))
Syaoran: Actually, no, it was this generous ambassa-
Ambassador: I was the victor, but you are my trainer in combat. Take the credit that you are due.
Syaoran: ...If you insist...
Lt. Surge: -where you like!
Syaoran: ...Wait, how do they fly?
Lt. Surge: Heh heh heh! That's for you to figure out, kid!
Syaoran: ...Thank you, Lieutenant Obvious.
Lt. Surge: That's Lieutenant Obvious SIR to you!
Syaoran: (This boy on Route 11 didn't have the strongest Pokemon on his side, but his attitude would carry him far.))
Syaoran: (...Farther than others on the Route, certainly...)
Syaoran: But your Pokemon has great potential, you just need to train it a bi-
Boy: Ha, right! If this one's no good, I'll get a better one!
Syaoran: ...(It was little mystery how Team Rocket had gained such traction in so many places, if this attitude was so common.)
Syaoran: Uh, I'm a pretty good counterexample to that. :U *has become BFFs with every Pokemon Center nurse he's met*
Syaoran: I must say, I'm not a fan of gambling. 8D;; *is treating every enemys a critical until it lands*
Syaoran: Um, shouldn't you be concentrating on your job, then?
Worker: *oblivious* Why?
Wild Pokemon: *chew on exposed cables in background*
Syaoran: ...Like not leaving something on when you get distracted by something else?
Worker: *obliviously* Obviously!
Wild Pokemon: *cart off copper wire to use as defenses for their nests*
Syaoran: Are you certain?
Gambler: Stop using logic!
Syaoran: (I schooled him.)
Wormtail: Every rat out for himself.
Syaoran: ...Not 'replace them with stronger Pokemon'? Kids like you give me hope for humanity...
Kid: What?
Syaoran: Nothing.
Syaoran: Yeah, like the guy who did the "solo Shedinja run", I'm sure. -_- Savestates are bad, mmkay?
Syaoran: Yeah, your buddy who ran off mid-job -
Worker: Oh good heavens, did he forget his ADHD medication AGAIN?
Worker: Before the people in charge notice the wild-Pokemon teeth marks on everything. D:
Before heading to Rock Tunnel, Syaoran revisits the area beyond Diglett's Cave, having now acquired a way to go beyond the house with the Mr. Mime fellow.
But that's for wusses. :U
Syaoran: I have?!
((HP Up? I don't know, sorry.))
Syaoran: Another one... *examines closely before putting it in his pocket*
((And there we end this segment (FINALLY). Off to Rock Tunnel!))
There are Bug Catchers. They are not very good.
((Removed Water Gun rather than Bubble because Bubble has slowing utility. Plus, its slightly weaker power is a GOOD thing if attempting to catch wilds.))
These two fell quickly.
Syaoran: It's odd...
Syaoran: ...but I swear the sunlight is more intense in Vermillion City.
Syaoran: LIGHTNING? Ah... er...
Syaoran: ...Friends, we have a problem.
Namely, four out of the six members of the current party are weak to Lightning. Who volunteers to step out and save the cause?
Yulong: I am well aware of my extreme weakness to the powers of the heavens. I will retire to a safe haven for now.
LEERSPEAR: Hmph. While Reservoir has Dig and Monarch the status powders... I, for now, am dead weight.
Syaoran takes in the sights of Vermilion City. (One "i", apparently.)
Syaoran: *nods* True of more than Pokemon, I would say.
Syaoran: *sigh* Alas, I cannot say that the behavior you describe is exclusive to Team Rocket...
Syaoran: This must be where that "S.S. Anne" is docked...
Syaoran: (...I ventured inside...)
Ambassador: Greetings. I am the ambassador from the Diglett People. We have heard of your fight against the thieves and your assistance to the leaders of the Caterpie People, the Route 22 Clan, and the Mountain Tribe, and wish to lend our aid.
Syaoran: Wh-what?! How did you even hear about all that? Those were private conversations!
Ambassador: We Diglett have many connections in the underground. Are you objecting?
Syaoran: ...Well, no, since I do in fact need a powerful Ground-type to combat Lt. Surge, but... it's certainly... unexpected. Can you really spare someone like this?
Ambassador: Certainly. We Diglett populate more of the world than you surface-dwellers know. We are highly replaceable.
Syaoran: ...
Syaoran: (I interrupted these two lovebirds by mistake. In the future, though, if they want to keep their secrets by force, they should really have more force.)
Syaoran: I wasn't listening! I don't even know what you're talking ab-
Ambassador: Oh, that? They were talking about -
Syaoran: *hastily* You don't need to tell me!
Syaoran: (I talked to this man inside a house in Vermilion. Though he seemed light-hearted, his letter told a different story...)
Syaoran: (I had heard that Lt. Surge ran this city with strict but secure military discipline. While the townspeople were unhappy about many aspects, such as the strict curfew and other regulations, it was generally acknowledged to eliminate the severe crime problem plaguing most other major cities.
By now, I had the sense that Pewter had mainly been spared because Team Rocket chose to concentrate its efforts on the mountain nearby rather than the city itself. I heard that faraway Fuchsia was, though nominally a tourist trap, similar to Vermilion in its disciplined (some would say facist) leadership - though the Gym Leader, Koga, preferred ninjitsu over soldiery.) Absolutely inexplicable, however, was Viridian City - a hub for all Trainers going to Pokemon League, and thus what should have been an unspeakably prized target for Team Rocket. But the Rockets seemed to not even realize the city existed! It stood as an undeniable counterexample to the "strong leader" theory of city-safety, since it lacked any leadership at all, the Gym Leader being absent almost constantly and there for only the shortest period of time when he did make a mysterious appearance...
Well, regardless of that, Vermilion City was not as bad as some made it out to be. The residents were restrained in their activities, but had nonetheless formed groups for their own entertainment and private fulfillment.
Such as the Pokemon Fan Club.)
Syaoran: (Bemused, I expressed an interest in his knowledge.)
Syaoran: ...Sir, I'm sorry that the closed-minded, bigoted outside world doesn't accept your love, but *checks watch* I...
Syaoran: (He gave me a present by way of apology. Considering its worth, I accepted it gratefully, but... I still feel uncomfortable...)
Syaoran: I'd thought it would be bigger. :U
Syaoran: Why? Aren't they having a party?
Sailor: Are you joking?! The party ended a day ago! We've been stuck in port for heaven knows WHAT reason!
Syaoran: Um... okay. I'll investigate...
Gentleman: *afterwards* Just leave me alone! *hic*
Syaoran: Sir, how much vodka DID they serve at the party?
Gentleman: Sh-shtop shasshing me, y-you dumb little whippershnapper... *hic*
Syaoran: But I'm not the waiter! D:
Woman: You are now! D:<
Syaoran: ...Say, Queen Aria, is that...
Queen Aria: ...
Wigglytuff: ...Hm, I haven't seen one of you for a long time. This ship will soon be departing, but if our paths should cross again, we'll talk.
Syaoran: I am?
Waiter: Ah! Do not talk, silent one! You will strain something!
Syaoran: -_-;;
Syaoran: Then don't throw said Pokemon at me! ):<
Syaoran: (I was relieved that SOMEONE was pursuing them.)
Predict there will be a new request on the in-universe Kink Meme by nightfall - 'S.S. Anne Chef, Revenge. Brutal, sadistic torture - the chef is kidnapped, tied to a chair, and forced to eat his own cooking. The darker the better, anons.'
Syaoran: I've known people like that...
Syaoran: (I took some time to train; when Ambassador had his signature Dig move and could defend himself without his frail defenses endangering him overmuch, I returned.)
Syaoran: *afterwards* But not very strong ones.
Syaoran: This may prove useful...
Syaoran: My backpack is full, and I need to take the loose items on the S.S. Anne. :\
Syaoran: Go fish.
((Ahhh, yes. The L19 (L17?) Machop Guy. Would NOT have been half as hard if A) this wasn't a Nuzlocke and B) Karate Chop didn't critical ALMOST EVERY SINGLE TIME IT HIT in this battle.
RNG was out to get me in that one. Fortunately? It got confused and smacked itself in the face. Burned through FIVE Potions, though.))
Syaoran: ? I haven't seen any...
Sailor: Not where YOU can get to. But why do you think so many of us are carrying Tentacools?
Syaoran: Restocking with what's available... yes, thank you, I've got the money right here. *rummages in pocket*
Syaoran: Yep, definitely know people like that.
Queen Aria: Ha! This is a monarch's blow!
Ambassador: I wasn't even touched, what luck.
Syaoran: An unconventional rejuvenation treatment, but if it works...
Gentleman: You should have seen me as a lad... *fortunately cuts off before he rambles about his past for thirty minutes on end*
Gentleman: I remember the Lapras populations... *sigh* Alas, the poor things succumbed to a combination of poaching, pollution, and propeller injuries. I've heard they still exist in small populations in Sinnoh and Unova, but around here, you'll only see them as prized members of a few Trainers' collections. *saddened, wistful sigh*
Gentleman: I must admit, I don't remember a boy your age being on the invitation list, but you certainly qualify!
Syaoran: Thank you, sir. *bows out*
Gentleman: ...Wait! I do remember seeing - Are you Professor Oak's g- Oh, never mind, he's gone... *shrug* The impatience of youth...
((a.k.a. the ONE move you never want to learn in a Nuzlocke! D8))
Syaoran: *takes notes*
Syaoran: But a sea captain? o_o
Syaoran: Can't be careless in a Nuzlocke! :U
((Future Generations: YOU DON'T SAY :U ))
Man: What was IN the dinner last night?
Syaoran: Eels Au -
Man: THAT WAS A RHETORICAL QUESTION *leans over side of ship again*
Man: ...Or at least, that's what I tell everyone who asks...
Reservoir: *CHOMP*
Enemy Pokemon: Keep that up, and I'll feed you the leftovers from last night's Eels Au Barbeque!
Syaoran: (Before I could respond, the darkness closed in...)
Syaoran: Wh-what?!
Syaoran: I... it must have just been my imagination... *squeezes eyes shut against a throbbing headache*
Petra: HA! Revenge, sucker!
Petra: And how did you even have a L16 Raticate, anyway?!
Shaoron: There are more things in heaven and earth than in a talking piece of rubble's philosophy...
Kadabra: I can see your future! Your future is -
Kadabra: ...Victory?! *faints*
Reservoir: The power of James Randi compels you!
((NEVER get tired of that animation's screencaps. :D))
Syaoran: (My headache at last clearing, I recalled Monarch as Shaoron began speaking about the Captain...)
Syaoran: (The air again grew, in my imagination, a bit lighter as he left. Though I knew it had to have been just a figment of fantasy, my thoughts lingered on the brief, bizarre vision I had experienced before the battle...
Trying to distract myself, I headed to the Captain's quarters.)
Syaoran: The Collected Works of Cori Falls? He IS a shipper-Captain! :U
Syaoran: (...It didn't seem to be working, though.)
Syaoran: (Shaoron hadn't even done that for him? He wasn't the nicest fellow, but that was uncharacteristic even for him...)
Syaoran: A-are you sure? Thank you!
Captain: I can actually stand up to hand you ANYTHING now. Don't mention it. :U
The S.S. Anne departs.
First unique encounter of Route 11!
Monarch: For posterity, may I note that all my "messing about with powders" proves far more useful than SOME members of this group would have you believe?
Klakarton: Myeh heh heh... Pleasure to meet you. Innocents ripe for the initiation.
Syaoran: Are you a Scientologist?
Klakarton: What? No! Gah! Don't be disgusting!
I merely worship the Outer Gods, those whose mere presence twists and tears the fabric of our reality. Bound beneath Cinnabar Island, they will slip through when the stars are right and make themselves known to unwary travelers, at that place betwixt and between the land and the sea... *chuckles*
Syaoran: (...His manner unnerved me, and, despite his potential as a Psychic type, I decided to keep him safely isolated in the PC...)
Bell Tolls: ...A Hidden Technique? ...Hm. If it advances your journey, it has already been decided that...
Syaoran: "Decided"? What do you mean?
Bell Tolls: ...Fate decrees...
Syaoran: *scratches head* Already?
Syaoran: What about Shaoron?
Sailor: That kid? ...S-shut up! I don't want to talk about that! Take out your Pokemon and fight!
((A note: A regular attack [Quick Attack, in this case] taking off >1/3 of HP is NOT a good sign in a Nuzlocke. It means normal + crit can 2HKO. Fortunately, Dig shielded Ambassador from the follow-up, and said Dig was a 1HKO...))
((Pictured: Frames of the Cut animation, in case you ever wanted to see it! :D [THAT took a few tries.]))
Syaoran: Pity Ground-types are immune to electricity, isn't it?
Rocker: Eh?
Rocker: ...*whimper*
((See? THAT was the aftermath of a single critical. D: This is what I mean when I say Diglett is a glass cannon!))
Syaoran: Hey, how are you digging in a metal-floored Gym? :\
Ambassador: *pokes head out of trash can* Whatever gave you the notion that I was digging through the floor?
((>_> This is always such a time-consuming part...))
((WHAT?! You mean - GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! That's it, Surge, my childhood self demands vengeance! D:<))
Syaoran: FINALLY.
Syaoran: I- I'm here for the Gym battle, why else would I be here?
Lt. Surge: Ha! You think you're worthy of it, you measly little runt?
Lt. Surge: (They paralyzed my enemies...)
((Vengeance accomplished. >:D Seriously, how many times do you see a NON-hideously-overleveled Gym Leader battle where the Pokemon DOESN'T TAKE A SINGLE POINT OF DAMAGE?))
Syaoran: Actually, no, it was this generous ambassa-
Ambassador: I was the victor, but you are my trainer in combat. Take the credit that you are due.
Syaoran: ...If you insist...
Lt. Surge: -where you like!
Syaoran: ...Wait, how do they fly?
Lt. Surge: Heh heh heh! That's for you to figure out, kid!
Syaoran: ...Thank you, Lieutenant Obvious.
Lt. Surge: That's Lieutenant Obvious SIR to you!
Syaoran: (This boy on Route 11 didn't have the strongest Pokemon on his side, but his attitude would carry him far.))
Syaoran: (...Farther than others on the Route, certainly...)
Syaoran: But your Pokemon has great potential, you just need to train it a bi-
Boy: Ha, right! If this one's no good, I'll get a better one!
Syaoran: ...(It was little mystery how Team Rocket had gained such traction in so many places, if this attitude was so common.)
Syaoran: Uh, I'm a pretty good counterexample to that. :U *has become BFFs with every Pokemon Center nurse he's met*
Syaoran: I must say, I'm not a fan of gambling. 8D;; *is treating every enemys a critical until it lands*
Syaoran: Um, shouldn't you be concentrating on your job, then?
Worker: *oblivious* Why?
Wild Pokemon: *chew on exposed cables in background*
Syaoran: ...Like not leaving something on when you get distracted by something else?
Worker: *obliviously* Obviously!
Wild Pokemon: *cart off copper wire to use as defenses for their nests*
Syaoran: Are you certain?
Gambler: Stop using logic!
Syaoran: (I schooled him.)
Wormtail: Every rat out for himself.
Syaoran: ...Not 'replace them with stronger Pokemon'? Kids like you give me hope for humanity...
Kid: What?
Syaoran: Nothing.
Syaoran: Yeah, like the guy who did the "solo Shedinja run", I'm sure. -_- Savestates are bad, mmkay?
Syaoran: Yeah, your buddy who ran off mid-job -
Worker: Oh good heavens, did he forget his ADHD medication AGAIN?
Worker: Before the people in charge notice the wild-Pokemon teeth marks on everything. D:
Before heading to Rock Tunnel, Syaoran revisits the area beyond Diglett's Cave, having now acquired a way to go beyond the house with the Mr. Mime fellow.
But that's for wusses. :U
Syaoran: I have?!
((HP Up? I don't know, sorry.))
Syaoran: Another one... *examines closely before putting it in his pocket*
((And there we end this segment (FINALLY). Off to Rock Tunnel!))