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theres too many pokemon games where you play as a kid whos full of life and full of potential. there needs to be a pokemon game where you play as a college dropout who lives in a shitty apartment
your starter pokemon are trubbish, rattata and glameow. which symbolise the trash you keep forgetting to take out, the rats living in your walls and the stray cat you keep trying to befriend but it keeps hissing at you.
you guys dont get it its not supposed to be dark and edgy its supposed to be living in a mundane setting and slowly rediscovering the wonder in the world by going on a journey with a magical trash bag that is your friend, its about love and recovery and coping with the stress of your adult life with your friend who is made of sentient garbage
You get home from work. Finally. The sun's already set outside your apartment window. At least your apartment has a window.
You discard most of your work uniform in the corner with the other laundry and click on the TV before landing in your couch with a heavy sigh. The blue light of the TV floods the otherwise dark room.
"Joining us today for an exclusive interview is Red, four time Pokemon League Champion, who also famously disbanded criminal organization Team Rocket at least twice! Thank you so much for tuning in."
Pokemon league champion, huh? You think to yourself. You used to want that. A child's dream - it was silly, really....
You'd heard of Red - of course you have, you don't live under a rock - but this was the first time seeing them up close, no filter. They looked tired. They actually looked about your age.
"Now Red," the reporter continued, "You've already told us about your travels through the world, your experiences as Champion, and your fight against Team Rocket and similar criminal organizations. I know we're almost out of time but there's one last thing we'd like to hear from you - do you have any words for the future generation of Pokemon trainers? Any advice for those just at the start of their journey?"
The Champion waited a moment before answering: "Yes. I meet a lot of people. A lot of people who used to want to be trainers. And I understand, it's not for everyone. But, people say 'Oh, you're still going at your age?' or 'Oh, I wanted to when I was younger,' or 'Oh, I couldn't now, I'm too old.'" Red shook their head sadly. "These people are my age, maybe even younger. They're wrong. It doesn't matter how old you are and it never did. It doesn't matter if you never got a Pokemon from the local professor at ten years old. It's not just for children. It's for everyone. The bond between people and Pokemon is not something you miss out on just because you had to grow up."
Red pauses again, and you realize you're paying more attention to the program than you thought you were.
"Pokemon are everywhere. The world is filled with magic. It's never too late."
"It's never too late..." you repeat under your breath. Something about the Champion's words clicked inside your brain. The world is full of magic....
As if on cue, sounds from within your apartment catch your attention: Rustling in your garbage can, scrabbling inside the wall, clawing at your window.
Cautiously you approach your trash can. It smells terrible, but then again it always does. You slowly lift the lid, and the rubbish inside shifts to reveal a green bag with white eyes. You knew that Trubbish were born from waste and preferred unsanitary environments, but you didn't think it'd been that long since you took the trash out.
The Pokemon shuffles to try and hide and knocks the bin over in doing so, spilling itself out onto the floor. You chuckle a bit.
"I guess now the trash can take itself out," you joke. The Trubbish seems upset by the quip. "Oh no, no, it's ok," you correct yourself, trying to spare its feelings. You find this creature, born of rubbish against its will, to be relatable. After all, you didn't ask to be in this trash heap either.
"It's ok," you repeat, more softly this time. "I'm. I'm trash too."
The stench from the trash can starts to dissipate as the Trubbish's... bag ties? ears? perk up at the attempted sympathy.
[A bond has been formed.]
~~~
[INVESTIGATE WALL]
You'd always blamed the noises coming through the walls on the neighbors, but this is too close to deny: it simply isn't a human-made noise. You locate a crack in the wall that you hadn't noticed before. The sound is getting louder. The sound is getting closer.
A piece of drywall crumbles away. You have just long enough to think Damn, I'm not getting my deposit back, before a very startled Rattata leaps through the newly made hole and bowls you over. You land badly on your ankle and let out a cry of pain, crashing to the floor.
That's definitely sprained... you think, holding your injured foot as you lie there in temporary shock. The Rattata seems apologetic. It vanishes back into the wall for a moment.
You swear. At least you have a compression bandage in your first aid kit. While you contemplate how best to stand without putting yourself in further pain, the Pokemon reappears, carrying a small blue fruit in its mouth. It drops the fruit beside you and rolls it towards you with a paw.
An Oran Berry, you recognize. Of course - Pokemon eat berries when they're hurt. Touched by the gesture, or perhaps not wanting to hurt the little creature's feelings, you take a bite.
It tastes terrible, but you power through it; you've eaten worse. Either by the berry's healing properties or the Pokemon's kindness, your pain eases a little.
[A bond has been formed.]
~~~
[INVESTIGATE WINDOW]
You go to your window and struggle for a moment to pull up the tattered blinds. You see two glowing eyes in the darkness. A Pokemon? They certainly don't look human, anyways. As a matter of fact, they seem familiar. The impatient scratching continues.
You open the window. A small, cat-like Pokemon hops inside, as if indignant at being kept waiting. You recognize this pokemon by the notch in its ear as the stray Glameow you've been trying to befriend.
It hisses at you. Which, for this particular Pokemon, is typical. As you go to shut the window you notice that it's favoring one of its legs while it walks.
Is it injured? Did it come to you for help? You were pretty certain this pokemon hated you. But, sure enough, you notice a cut on the Glameow's leg as it hops up onto your couch, as if it already lived here.
The Glameow seems to be avoiding eye contact. It occurs to you that it may have had no where else to go. You rummage through your cupboards to try and find a remedy. You remember seeing on the news that lemonade can be used in place of medicine for Pokemon who are injured. Moo Moo Milk is better, but you don't have any. You stopped buying it because it always spoils before you remember to drink it.
You had exactly one can of lemonade left. You crack it open and pour it into a bowl. The Glameow hisses again when you offer it, but soon gives the liquid a sniff before drinking it slowly.
You never realized how quickly Pokemon could heal. After it finishes its drink, it allows you to pat it on the head...
... for about two seconds before it hisses again. Still, the little Pokemon doesn't try to escape. It simply curls up on your couch and falls asleep.
>Hear people constantly complaining that the current union leadership is super corrupt, it's all just the same ten guys making all the decisions in secret and nobody else in the union ever gets to know what's going on
>Go to the monthly union meetings that are completely open to all 1200 union members
>The only attendees are the same ten guys every month, giving detailed reports about everything that's going on
I went to my union meeting tonight and the retirees' monthly complaint about our healthcare was that for some reason it only lets doctors prescribe six Viagra pills at a time, and they want to fuck more than six times a month. That's verbatim. Think about what you could be missing by not going to your union meetings.
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A major crossover event involving Dandadan, Bobobo-bo Bo-bobo, and Dorohedoro had to be cancelled because its resulting name infringed on the copyright to lyrics by Scatman John.
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Ahsoka Tanoâs Underworld Journey | Dave Filoniâs art for Topps cards shown during Ahsokaâs Untold Tales panel, at Celebration Europe 2016 (x)
DAVE FILONI: I did a series of images for Topps [âŠ] [They] start to explore visually, metaphorically, what the end [of the second season of Rebels] is about. Theyâre all just red and black. And white. So you could stare at them for hours and try to figure out⊠what does it mean. [âŠ] [The third and fourth pictures] are the most revealing, the most interesting I think, because this starts to get into really⊠this kind of psychological subconsciousness, what does this journey into the underworld mean? Because itâs obviously Ahsoka in that doorway [at the end of Twilight of the Apprentice], what does that mean? I know. And so this is going to tell you a little bit. If you stare at these⊠Itâs not like if you stare at them, the images become something else, itâs not a magic trick, itâs just to try to understand the metaphors and the symbolism and the meaning of this journey, which is a very classic journey. (x)Â
TWG: The Ahsoka Topps cards. [âŠ] Is there a correct order orâŠ
DAVE FILONI: That seems like itâs such an obsessive thing, a correct order. Itâs like, how do you read Narnia, do you start with The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, or you know, the correct order⊠[âŠ]Â
TWG: Well, does that have anything to do with why Ahsoka went in her portal rather and not with Ezra?
DAVE FILONI: No, because the reason why she doesnât go is that sheâs savvy enough to know that you canât. You canât just leap out of your time. And, unfortunately, in the middle of this running, I had different bits of exposition, but itâs like, âEzra, I canât go with you, because if I do, this is really bad!â Itâs like no, we just need to just get away from the fire. Sometimes you write this stuff, and then you stage it, you watch her running and youâre like⊠no, when Iâm running from fire, Iâm just like, âI canât go! Iâll see you when I get back!â and you have to distill it down to, okay, thatâs very real, because if she stops to have exposition she could burn up in a blue ball of flame.Â
So [Ezra] doesnât get the explanation, but I tried to portray her â I talked to Ashley [Eckstein], she doesnât know what this place is, but she has kind of instincts about it because sheâs older and has experienced more â and sheâs been on the weird side of things before, especially. Sheâs like, oh this is like [Mortis], Iâve been down that road before. And she knows that you canât break those type of continuities, for the lack of a better term. And so sheâs pretty much figured out that, âI have to go back where I came from, you have to go back from where you came from.â Because you canât just⊠If she leaps in there to service the Rebellion where Ezraâs at now⊠I get that that might be a good idea as a good person, but itâs also cheating. Because she doesnât know what sheâs skipping, and who then sheâs not going to help, or what she has to do independently of all that.Â
So the only things that were a constant were that she went down that staircase, and the Topps cards were just me trying to explore visually⊠where are we going with that, and I tried to do it all in a very⊠symbolically, suggestive way, and there are lot of elements in those images that are trying to be evocative of a transformative nature in a journey, which is kind of a symbolic journey, of a transition from death back to life. Going through an underworld is a theme in a lot of mythology, having a great wound, coming to an understanding that challenges you and your makeup, and having to walk through the world of the dead into the world of the living. Itâs a very hard journey to then make real, because itâs a journey you need to think about more than actually experience, and so thatâs why we havenât really experienced it. My favourite part about it was just leaving her where we last saw her, so you know sheâs in the door, and you really donât know anything more, but you know a little bit more. That really appealed to me. (x) Â
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