[Written]

[tsuntrader]

[He's been back in Luceti for long enough to find his Murkrow, generally remember where he is, and come up with something incredibly lengthy and eloquent to use his journal for.]

Has anyone seen any Pokémon or anyone with Pokémon?

[...That's not enough, people might not know which ones.] A Feraligatr, Sneasel, Gyarados, or Kingdra. Maybe an Ursaring. [Or what they are. But how the hell do you describe Pokémon?] A giant blue Alligator, a vaguely cat-like dark/ice type with a feather for a left ear, a giant red fish with a snakelike body that looks like a dragon, a big blue seahorse, and a bear with a circle on its chest.

[This won't ever stop being stupid. How do people live without Pokémon? ...Whatever. That's descriptive enough. ...Right?]

Comments

[tsuntrader]

[...No seriously Gold why are you still writing] It's weird. Knock it off.

[mischiefbreeder]

no. don't want to. [Not gonna tell Silver he can't talk not gonna tell Silver not gonna tell Silver]

[tsuntrader]

[...Give him a minute to ponder what brought on this level of stupidity.]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Not gonna tell Silver not gonna tell Silver not gonna tell Silver.]

[tsuntrader]

You always want to run your mouth off.

[mischiefbreeder]

so? i don't feel like talking today

[tsuntrader]

...Can you talk?

[mischiefbreeder]

[not gonna tell Silver not gonna tell Silver not gonna tell Silver]

1/2

[tsuntrader]

[...Holy shit]

[tsuntrader]

What was that? I couldn't hear you.

[mischiefbreeder]

[Silver you have five seconds to shut the fuck up before Gold pounds you.]

[tsuntrader]

Really, you should speak up.

[mischiefbreeder]

[3... 2...]

[tsuntrader]

[Is this smugface enough for you, Gold]

[mischiefbreeder]

[TACKLE. FIGHTCLOUD.]

[tsuntrader]

[HEY HEY HEY

FIGHTCLOUD]

[mischiefbreeder]

[FIGHTCLOUD MOTHERFU--...oh

it's over already.

sorry Silver, you don't have a chance against Gold right now. Hope you're getting a good view of how much bigger than you are he is now.]

[tsuntrader]

[Ow.

...Still worth it.]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Ass.]

[tsuntrader]

[Look who's talking.

OH WAIT.]

[mischiefbreeder]

[Look who's eating dirt. YOU ARE.]

[tsuntrader]

[-Hey ow knock it off this is so unfair you're not supposed to be this much bigger than him]

[mischiefbreeder]

[HAHA, WHO'S THE LOSER NO-okay this is boring. Getting off now.]

[tsuntrader]

[Just get up and walk it off. Damnit, everything hurts. Especially his back. Fuck you, Gold. Go back to being thirteen.] How did you manage to lose your voice, anyway?

[mischiefbreeder]

[He kinda wants to, Silver. He doesn't want to grow up in Luceti of all places.]

the mal

[...No, you know what, he's sick of writing. Text is easier. Putting away the journal and pulling out the Pokégear! He begins to type on it, showing the results on the screen when he's done.]

The mallies took it.