*sounds of the cha cha slide in full plate*

next time you catch a 'mon name them horse. for me.

Why would I do this?

. for me.

next time you catch a 'mon name them horse. for me.

How come everyone is at Kalos except for me?

They don't even like it there.

my job

Note To Self: Magnet Bomb. L-Set small, T-Set much larger. look into niche. connection to sdstruct/xplo? - detonation. triggered/overloaded? Kn/Jh/Hn/Sn mineral content? proximity? volcanic? Possible fuse Xplo. +Shell/Auto, Sub, Shed? get laid. prof osier sounds weird.

oh fuck i didn't mean to post this.

okay so. i know i signed off kind of weirdly a couple nights ago. i've been trying to comprehend for the past day. and. uh. discussing with my boss whether i can even legally disclose what happened? if i can i will talk about it.

You can't say that and not tell us

morally? no. legally? yes i can.

so. i went to a fancy party. this is known. there was a tournament. this is known. i saw several lesbians there. this is not known, but is cool. and then the corpse man showed up. little more background on what me and corpse man talked about a bunch. he mentioned having some kind of "duty" and "debt" to someone a lot, and talked a lot about the fact he had amnesia. he was saved from the ruins of Something by Someone who he never said, and he was sure he had done some horrible things and had to atone for them. fast forward to the tournament. me and my boss are there, eating fancy food and arguing about whether it's an enjoyable experience or not, waiting for the final match to be announced (it's me vs ms Self Entitled Fairy Princess, if you were wondering.) Then the corpse man walks in. With some black and green pokémon neither me nor my boss recognise. Now, this isn't too out of the ordinary, we're researchers but we're not walking encyclopedias. We can't name every pokémon. Corpse man says he's here as the pokémon's herald, here to announce that it's looking for a worthy fight. little weird, but okay. While he's pulling out all the stops with his speech, i'm pulling out my dex to get a look at this thing. i am met with a bunch of scattered religious documents, a couple of sparse biological reports, and the knowledge that the pokémon in front of me, Zygarde, is one of the major points used in counterarguments against the Fraxinus Scale of Legendary Primogeniture. And the black and green pokémon turns from a quadrupedal form to a serpentine form. and attacks EVERYBODY. Together we manage to subdue it, everyone at the tournament is a national-level league competitor or equivalent after all. I just want to head back home but apparently i can't without defeating miss fairy princess or she'll sic her bdsm maid on me. it's whatever, she uses fairy types, i'm a steel type trainer, bing bang boom. next day, boss wakes me at 11am telling me that according to our 11ft tall host there's a guy in our hotel lobby that's looking for me. lo and behold, it's a guy from the party. mafia looking twink dude, apparently the leader of a "legitimate financial institution", poison type user, decent battler. seemed like a nice enough guy personally. one of the few guys at the party who held the reasonable position of "why the fuck am i here". y'see HE noticed i seemed to recognise the corpse man. and he wanted to talk with me about him. apparently he helped him out way back when. i said "yeah i don't know corpse boy that well, i'd say we've become friends over the past month but we haven't talked much about ourselves". apparently. he tried to end the world at one point. There was a whole bunch of other stuff and on the whole he doesn't seem to be a bad guy, just really mentally ill? and even then he doesn't remember any of that and had to claw his way back to an identity outta the muck, so. yeah i've been having a time the godtwinker told me where to find some old members of the corpse man's group to get some external perspective, but apart from chasing that up i'm just sitting here contemplating how in the fuck this shit is happening to me.

okay so. i know i signed off kind of weirdly a couple nights ago. i've been trying to comprehend for the past day. and. uh. discussing with my boss whether i can even legally disclose what happened? if i can i will talk about it.

You can't say that and not tell us

morally? no. legally? yes i can.

so. i went to a fancy party. this is known. there was a tournament. this is known. i saw several lesbians there. this is not known, but is cool. and then the corpse man showed up. little more background on what me and corpse man talked about a bunch. he mentioned having some kind of "duty" and "debt" to someone a lot, and talked a lot about the fact he had amnesia. he was saved from the ruins of Something by Someone who he never said, and he was sure he had done some horrible things and had to atone for them. fast forward to the tournament. me and my boss are there, eating fancy food and arguing about whether it's an enjoyable experience or not, waiting for the final match to be announced (it's me vs ms Self Entitled Fairy Princess, if you were wondering.) Then the corpse man walks in. With some black and green pokémon neither me nor my boss recognise. Now, this isn't too out of the ordinary, we're researchers but we're not walking encyclopedias. We can't name every pokémon. Corpse man says he's here as the pokémon's herald, here to announce that it's looking for a worthy fight. little weird, but okay. While he's pulling out all the stops with his speech, i'm pulling out my dex to get a look at this thing. i am met with a bunch of scattered religious documents, a couple of sparse biological reports, and the knowledge that the pokémon in front of me, Zygarde, is one of the major points used in counterarguments against the Fraxinus Scale of Legendary Primogeniture. And the black and green pokémon turns from a quadrupedal form to a serpentine form. and attacks EVERYBODY. Together we manage to subdue it, everyone at the tournament is a national-level league competitor or equivalent after all. I just want to head back home but apparently i can't without defeating miss fairy princess or she'll sic her bdsm maid on me. it's whatever, she uses fairy types, i'm a steel type trainer, bing bang boom. next day, boss wakes me at 11am telling me that according to our 11ft tall host there's a guy in our hotel lobby that's looking for me. lo and behold, it's a guy from the party. mafia looking twink dude, apparently the leader of a "legitimate financial institution", poison type user, decent battler. seemed like a nice enough guy personally. one of the few guys at the party who held the reasonable position of "why the fuck am i here". y'see HE noticed i seemed to recognise the corpse man. and he wanted to talk with me about him. apparently he helped him out way back when. i said "yeah i don't know corpse boy that well, i'd say we've become friends over the past month but we haven't talked much about ourselves". apparently. he tried to end the world at one point. There was a whole bunch of other stuff and on the whole he doesn't seem to be a bad guy, just really mentally ill? and even then he doesn't remember any of that and had to claw his way back to an identity outta the muck, so. yeah i've been having a time the godtwinker told me where to find some old members of the corpse man's group to get some external perspective, but apart from chasing that up i'm just sitting here contemplating how in the fuck this shit is happening to me.

okay so. i know i signed off kind of weirdly a couple nights ago. i've been trying to comprehend for the past day. and. uh. discussing with my boss whether i can even legally disclose what happened? if i can i will talk about it.

You can't say that and not tell us

morally? no. legally? yes i can.

How can I say no to such a great photo and such a polite request?

okay so. i know i signed off kind of weirdly a couple nights ago. i've been trying to comprehend for the past day. and. uh. discussing with my boss whether i can even legally disclose what happened? if i can i will talk about it.

You can't say that and not tell us

morally? no. legally? yes i can.

hey why the fuck is the corpse man heRFEFRTEFRRFEEDFRT

Won a trip to Kalos in a magazine a while ago, still haven't cashed it in because I'm weighing the pros and cons

When I lived in Orre I had all of my Pokémon stolen except one.

that is. presumably an almost Comical amount of crime.

yeesh, yeah, that shit's fucked.

Won a trip to Kalos in a magazine a while ago, still haven't cashed it in because I'm weighing the pros and cons

When I lived in Orre I had all of my Pokémon stolen except one.

that is. presumably an almost Comical amount of crime.