A Random Story
That kid down the hall thinks he's such hot stuff, strutting around like he's a badass motherfucker. Well, you feel like it's time to show him who the top Pokémon was around this joint.
Reaching the brat's door, you forgo knocking and simply bash the door down with your tail. As the dust clears you see the kid, Red-something-or-other, calmly sitting across from you, watching, waiting.
You roar in pure rage, hoping to scare the little wuss, only for him to smirk in response.
"..."
With his peace spoken, he calmly rises to his feet then points at you. You wonder what he's doing before a yellow blur slams into your stomach and sends you crashing into the hall outside.
The next thing you know is pain as the Pikachu fries you with its Thunderbolt. After a good minute of electrocution it stops and you glance up into the hellish ruby orbs that Red calls eyes.
You watch in terror as he pulls out a red and white ball and chucks it at your head.
A bright flash is the last thing you see.
Reaching the brat's door, you forgo knocking and simply bash the door down with your tail. As the dust clears you see the kid, Red-something-or-other, calmly sitting across from you, watching, waiting.
You roar in pure rage, hoping to scare the little wuss, only for him to smirk in response.
"..."
With his peace spoken, he calmly rises to his feet then points at you. You wonder what he's doing before a yellow blur slams into your stomach and sends you crashing into the hall outside.
The next thing you know is pain as the Pikachu fries you with its Thunderbolt. After a good minute of electrocution it stops and you glance up into the hellish ruby orbs that Red calls eyes.
You watch in terror as he pulls out a red and white ball and chucks it at your head.
A bright flash is the last thing you see.
