The Robust
He/Him/His
Twenty-Eight
October 30th
Bevaridge Town
Biomesexual
Pokemon Educator/Vlogger/Biome Enthusiast
Avatar/Gym Leader/Elite Ranger
See ya later, Feraligatr!
harambe dies again [m]
POSTED ON May 2, 2021 15:33:14 GMT
"I know what you mean mate," Zac said sagely. "Had something similar happen recently. My house is falling apart because of this whole avatar thing, and last week I came home to a group of Aipom ransacking my cupboards!" He let out a sigh, as if the loss of the cereal had hit him hard. It hadn't, but it was just one of the many little things that had been piling up lately. "It's enough that Ki's Lopunny keeps stealing all my bloody cutlery!" "So I chased them out into the yard, and they all headed straight for my shed. I snuck around the side and do you know what I saw? Kyle O-opez was inside! That's right, the League Champion was psychically commanding the Aipom to attack, using my own shed as his command center!" Zac shook his head in amazement. "I'd heard he was good at strategy, but I didn't know he had balls of steel too!" Zac started to explain just how he bested the champion, when a piercing screech split the night. It was a battle cry, plain and simple, and in seconds it was joined by hooting, crashing and bloody screams from deeper in the jungle. Zac ran towards the noise, passing frightened native Pokemon that were fleeing the fight. "Up there! In the trees!" Zac called, pointing up into the branches. He barely had time before, with one last decisive screech, the lead Primeape unleashed a devastating punch that sent a Passimian crashing through the canopy. The Passimian group scattered, and the skirmish was over. "That group of Passimians was much larger, but by the looks of things the Primeape took them by surprise," Zac said, watching as the Primape knuckle-walked away from the fight, puffed up and victorious. "This is far worse than I thought, mate. It isn't just a little dispute over territory anymore. It's gorilla warfare."
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