#justryethings

I do not remember when my last post was. It has been quite some time since an update transpired and I apologize for that. Life has been rather busy for myself lately, as events have had my hands tied. The good news, things have been slowing down a little bit to allow myself time to relay current happenings.

The bakery has been thriving, maybe a little too much. Recently, a tournament was hosted in the region nearby, and visitors all over Novaris flocked to go spectate the competetitors. Some of them stopped by the bakery for some rolls, muffins and cookies as it gave them a chance to finally taste the greatness that is the Fidough Bakery. I mean. We do pride ourselves in baking the best bread in the world, and I guess this is proof that it is.

I've stumbled upon a lost Skitty named Yuka in the middle of nowhere within a region of crime. I offered to take her in for the night, and helped search for her mother. A Genesect nearly shot me down because of that, being (rightfully) protective of the cat. I explained to it why Yuka was in my possession and it seemed to calm down. I followed it to a guild of sorts. A Mega Gengar with a Noibat greeted the two and thanked me for returning her. Though... admittedly I gained an attachment towards the young kitten and asked to adopt her. Surprisingly, the Gengar said yes. So... now I have a daughter.

And that daughter is participating in the mentioned tournament without my knowing. More on that later.

I've been visiting the Shallowbrook graveyard from time to time with peace offerings for the Ralts who passed from peanut butter poisoning. One of these visits, an odd appearing Mismagius decided to spook me. I'll admit, she got me pretty good. We had a small chat, where it lead to me visiting her again the next day. And the next... and pretty much every night from then onward. I learned, she is a Mangled Mane, a past paradox of Mismagius and a potential Flutter Mane evolution. Her name is Miss Meanie, but I prefer to call her Pita. She likes the name. I would consider us to be rather close friends, all things considered.

Oh. And a Darkrai is stalking me. I think. I'm pretty sure that is the case. Whatever they want from me, we have yet to figure it out.

The Leavanny at the front desk helped me obtain a library card, after she initially got over the fear of seeing me. I forget not everyone is accustomed to seeing a Darkrai roam around not looking for any trouble. I checked out a few books and was told to return them by the end of next month, which I plan to do so. I even set a reminder on my device.

Needless to say, during my days off of work when I do not feel like going out, I can now relax with a good book in my hands. Oh, and the sweater is pretty neat too, I guess. Maybe I should pick up a few romance novels sometime, it would give me things to think about doing with Colt on occasion...

. . . Meow to you too, I guess.

So far... It's. Terrible. Absolutely horrendous. No inclusivity whatsoever. Where is the emo hairstyle. Why can't I make myself look... well. Like myself? Whatever... At least most of the features are as correct as I am able to get it.

After the cosmetics and the weird cutscene of a Miraidon crashing into the ocean, skill issue honestly, the human version of me sat at his desk, looking over an odd pamphlet. I get up, explore my room, wonder why I cannot sleep for eternity, and head down the stairs where my in-game mother informs me I'm not allowed to go outside until I'm brought over something. Then, instantaneously, the door rings. I fetch the door, and the director of the school I was forced to enroll into appears. Apparently, he got my enrollment papers mixed up. 0 out of 10 school.

But we head outside and the director tells me to look after three pokemon while he runs off to who knows where. My mother gifted me a rotom phone when he left and I promptly took what was called a "selfie". Why? I don't know. I felt like it.

After playing babysitting simulator, I arrive to the neighbor's place and meet this odd human named Nemona. She insisted on being friends. I declined. She got sad. Suck it up. Oh... and now she's forcing a battle upon me. How nice, I haven't a single creature to battle you with. Taking advantage against a weakling...

And now to adopt one of the three pokemon the director told me to look after. Something about Sprigatito drew me to him, so I picked him up and took him with me. Oh, I have to give it a name? Hmm. Fig. Fig is it's name. And it has been sealed away forever inside this pokeball device.

NEMONA. SHUT UP. I HATE YOU. Oh and of fucking course she also gets to pick a damn pokemon because she's special and is obsessed with battling... Fine, you want to be rivals? I'll become a rival that will KICK YOUR ASS.

The director... Clavell apparently believes I am inexperienced with pokemon battles. Rest assured, director, I am anything but. And so, after the first battle, I have claimed victory. It was a relatively easy feat, even after being Growled twice before I directed Fig to use Leafage. I was hoping to wipe the floor of her Quaxly in one fell swoop. Oh well- I AM NOT BATTLING YOU AGAIN NEMONA. HEAL FIG NOW. She did not heal Fig. Now she downloaded some strange app on my phone. I am confident it is a virus.

Nemona was instructed to show me around... ugh. What a drag. Now she's talking with my mother, who insists I'm her friend. I am anything *but* this woman's friend. But I follow the battle crazed girl against my will. She gifted me a few of the odd pokeball devices to obtain more pokemon for my team. I fail to see why I need them, but then again, this is a game mechanic. And now I am supposed to... catch this Lechonk? No thanks. I will faint it instead. Nemona praised me for doing so. Maybe she is not as bad as I thought. And now I have 15 pokeballs to my name. Alright then.

I am now free to explore. My goal was to at least have one new addition to my small army, however... there was one issue. Bugs. I absolutely despise bug types. Not to mention, Fig is a Grass type that will evolve into a Grass/Dark type. That would be horrendous for the both of us. So I carried on without a care in the world until Miraidon screamed and scared the both of us. After one minute of investigating, we find the legendary soon to be assaulted by two puny houndour. Oh. And I fell off the cliff like an idiot.

I took a picture by the Miraidon. Hope he didn't mind. I then gave it the sandwich my mom made and its back to normal... and then wondered into that cave Nemona told me not to go into. So. I go into the cave. Duh. The Miraidon cleared the way of the cave for us, as I make the treacherous journey back to the top. Nemona keeps commenting on how strong the pokemon is. Her voice could make the entire cave collapse, I swear...

Oh now look at what you did Nemona, you summoned the Houndoor army on us. Good thing Miraidon is... well, a Legendary pokemon. Aaaaand it died. Give it up for Nemona, everyone. ... Nevermind it recovered. Good for it. And now her phone number is in my phone... but she offered me the TM Swift, so all is not lost.

We venture to the lighthouse where we meet this guy... Arven? He seems to know about Miraidon. And is rather upset about the worn out Legendary. And... he is forcing a battle upon me. Sheesh. Can we just go to the school already? Anyways, I utterly destroy Arven, Fig learns Bite, and Nemona praises me yet again. I swear to Arceus... Well, Miraidon is mine now. I think it likes me. Anyways. Lighthouse. Exposition. Boring shit. She's such a yapper... Paldea... That is what this region is. Interesting.

I was allowed freedom yet again as I made my way to the school. I came across a... familiar face. I decided it was an absolute need to capture it. Welcome to the team, Amp. Possibly short for "Champ." We shall see. I have came across a Fidough as well. I was tempted to capture it, but for now I will refrain...

Finally, the school doors- OH COME ON NEMONA. SPARE ME THE BATTLE FOR ONCE IN YOUR ARCEUS-DAMN LIFE. And so I get to battling this woman, she pulls out some weird device and suddenly her Pawmi starts glowing and transforms into a Tera Electric type?! WHY DON'T I HAVE ONE OF THESE?! Well, regardless, I beat her up even with her little "Ace in the hole" or whatever bullshit the pulled out. At least I was given three revives, not that I needed them. Amp and Fig did their best and stayed alive.

And now I am inside the school... No? This is a city?! Ugh... this game is such a DRAAAAAGGGGG. How did Colt already battle the first gym leader?! Speaking of, I need to catch a Buizel the first instance I see one and name it after him. More yapping from Nemona later, I am free to explore around the large city. I ran to see if I could change my hairstyle to something that suited me better, but unfortunately, they do not have such a thing. I am angered to the highest degree. But it's whatever...

Earlier, he and I arrived to a hotel off the far coast of Luminara called Pardinia. He had booked a room for the two of us to stay in for the week, and I were to occupy the room for the following three weeks for an extended, unnecessary vacation. Doughnut insisted it was specifically to "keep the hotel in order", but I haven't a clue what he meant. Regardless, from there is where I am writing this post.

The moment we made it to our room, the Dachsbun tripped over his own luggage, and I fear he may have sprained an ankle. I do not know for certain, as he claimed to be okay and sent me on the journey for food...

I returned, and I see him bandaging up his left hind leg. I spare him the questioning and eat my share of food from Burger Kingambit. It was... fine. I will forever resent tomatoes for causing my near extinction.

And now the day has passed, and I lie on the bed with pristine white coverings and pillow cases, phone in claws, typing this. I cannot sleep... The old man seems to be deep in his sleep, perhaps I can leave without him noticing.

The night air was as crisp as ever, the gentle breeze made it colder than usual. I stood over a pond of water, frozen over by a hefty Ice Beam. With the device in my hand, I put on a small playlist and let my legs glide over the ice in whichever way they felt.

Figure skating was always a passion of mine since I left my cave for the first time. Stumbling upon the little town with the Frosmoth in her home was the best outcome I could ask for. It gave me the freedom to express myself through dance without a care in the world. I made sure to scout an appropriate location beforehand, where prying eyes were non the wiser. I visit this pond on occasions when things become too much to bear, or when boredom strikes. Today happens to be a mix of the two.

I doubt my current skills would earn me any medals of the sort, that was never my intention. I simply enjoy it for what it is. A form of art. That being said, maybe one day I will be able to land that Triple Axel jump...

Maybe when I overcome the nauseous feeling whenever I do so.

So. You know. My boyfriend, Colt. He's a Buizel, an alpha bui at that, so he's already pretty tall, but not taller than me, obviously.

That used to be the case until yesterday... He claims an ice stone was in his cup of tea and he drank it, likely swallowed the stone as well and that's what caused his evolution. An ice type Floatzel... an ALPHA Floatzel.

HE'S ALMOST AN ENTIRE FOOT TALLER THAN ME. WITH MY LEGS.

And don't even get me started with Empress- She's a Pheromosa, really chill one too. (Still don't understand why she agreed to go on a date with a Darkrai as random as me, honestly thought she'd turn me down but maybe she took pity on me, or found me endearing as I was so bold to straight up ask her...) Empress is taller than Colt. Like. An entire foot or so taller than COLT.

But 46 Wurmples in a trench coat, all skittering towards you...

That's going to keep me awake for weeks.