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Post by Jay on Nov 23, 2019 22:14:30 GMT
Three Pokemon was a rumor among those partaking in the tournament. He arrived to the massive abandoned towers as time was already running out. A local in Huanglu City told him it was teeming with Pokemon. Ernest flashed a half smile. If it was wrong, he was probably shit out of luck.
The doors were permanently wedged open. On the lower floor of one of the towers, light revealed layers of graffiti, as if a thousand messages were stacked upon each other. Pokemon ran through the shadows. It wasn't concerning in its darkness, however; a sunroof cast light from high above.
Ernest stepped further in. It would be in then out, then he could rest in his room for the remainder of the night...
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Post by Jay on Nov 23, 2019 22:16:14 GMT
The shadows played tricks on his mind, made him expect massive and brooding Pokemon. What he came across instead was a little bird, whose body resembled more of a head with legs. It endeared him, made him laugh. His voice echoed up and away into eternity, as did the pang of his Pokeball as it released his little Rockruff.
"Tackle it!" he called. Soon after the attack, he chucked a fresh capture device.
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Post by Jay on Nov 23, 2019 22:16:53 GMT
It stood no chance. The ball shook meekly a few times, and then went still. Ernest had caught a Natu! He smiled dryly to himself; perhaps that was not worth the effort to get there...
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