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10:Do you like the way that you grew up?

Mostly half of my childhood was the best, the rest? Not that much.

18:A random memory from you childhood:

Her eyes stare at the eyes of this strange Pokemon. It was smaller than her, but a big head to handle its small body. Lorissa started at it, wondering who is going to break a eye contact. But before she knew, the little Pokemon growls but not scary or loud as most others and Lorissa laughed.

19:Where did you grow up?

I think it’s absolutely hilarious. 

Okay so there was this one kid named...ah shit i forget let’s call him Piss-For-Brains. So old Pissy’s daddy ran a breeding center and Pissy Sr. wanted to give his bastard, urine soaked offspring a shiny Chimchar for his thirteenth birthday. So he acquires some apes from Sinnoh and through a process I don’t care to consider, he managed to get some thirty or so Chimchar eggs before Pissy got his pastel monkey. 

So Piss-For-Brains is all proud and shit that he got his red pastel monkey and challenges my Chimchar (who I found eating Styrofoam behind a power plant one day after school) to a fight. Because, as I think we’ve established, Pissy had piss for brains. 

So this young, freshly hatched Chimchar comes out and within about eighteen seconds, Blitz has mounted this sickly little freak’s head and started raining punches down like he’s Rhonda freaking Rousey or some shit. Pissy is screaming for his red monkey to do something but Blitz picks Shiny up, spins him around, and plants him on his stupid head in the middle of the pitch. K.O. 

So now Pissy is crying about how I cheated and in a fit of impotent rage he hucks a juice box or some shit at Blitz’s head. Which turned out to be a mistake because within seconds, Pissy was trying to fight an enraged redneck monkey singlehandedly. 

And then the parents came...one or two lawsuits may have been threatened...long story short, that’s when my parents decided I needed to go on a Pokemon journey. 

Yes, actually! Even if it’s just a write up with a few drawings, I’ve been considering it lately.

One of the contributing factors to me discontinuing my nuzlocke, as well as not doing a written summary, was that back at the end of high school my old computer got completely fried- and it took my story notes with it lol ;;; The few updates after that were written on the fly, strip-to-strip. Obviously I had the whole story in my head, but a lot of the plot nuances and the entire script was dust in the wind 6_6;;

So once I discontinued, I couldn’t simply post my notes and be done with it- I would have to sit down and do just as much work to re-write pages of story. I was (quietly) bitter about the whole thing for a long while haha. 

Welp. 

Stingerpicnic kind of already took it on? So, let's hope they didn't try to continue it. 

With nothing but the wind and darkness beneath them, Luxa and Aurora breathed two quiet sighs of exhaustion. Three years after the war life was almost back to normal. Almost. Everything was almost back to normal but in the process everything had changed. 

"Where shall we go?" the golden bat purred. Her wings were the only steady thing Luxa had ever felt after her parents’ death. 

"The cave." Luxa said and without further explanation Aurora turned down a smaller tunnel and soon arrived in a cavern with an array of caves covering the walls. With a click Luxa saw a brief image of the cavern; Ripred had been drilling echolocation into her and as much as she disliked his methods, the skill was useful. They landed in a smaller cave off to the side where there were a few blankets and torches in a pile. They both sat with each other in the darkness in Ares’ cave. That was another thing that kept life from being normal again, Gregor and Ares. 

It had been three years and not a day did the pair go without thinking of those two, the closest friends they had after Henry. Luxa buried her head in Auroras fur and breathed in the bat’s musky perfume.

Besides…everything life was almost normal again. Besides her eleven year old cousin who was haunted by the deaths of his father and Frill in the jungle. Besides the empty hole in her heart where there used to be the friends she had lost. Besides the big rat who made snide comments who was now accompanied her almost everywhere she went. Besides the horrible memories that plagued her dreams of pits of dead mice, and a glowing volcano, and the giant white rat who caused all of this. People looked to her for guidance but she could barely hold herself together some days.

"All will be well, Luxa." Aurora said softly. She closed her wings over her bond. "All will be well."

Great! Thanks, jakeuptown!