With my Pokémon Y cartridge inside, a hundred hours of gameplay, and a whole team trained over to level 90. And a shiny Ferrothorn.
My 3DS doesn't hurt so much, since it was damaged and probably will be dismantled. A friend of mine is going to buy an XL and offered his to me at a low price. Just I'l miss Pokédex 3D and AR search, but that's not so painful and eventually I could purchase it again.
What I really miss is my cartridge. I can buy a new 3DS and a new game,
A Scumbag Steve hat would've made this pic perfect.
Changing topic: Twelve years later, I still shudder when a trainer sents a Miltank. Childhood trauma.
It's almost time to bed, and somehow I ended navigating through Pokémon articles in http://knowyourmeme.com/ .In particular, I read some of the most common creepypasta. I'm not an internet newbie and I'm pretty aware about stories like Cursed Black and Lost Silver, but these always creep me out a little. So I switched to "happier" memes, like Diglett Underground.
And suddenly, this track started to sound:
I have just met you, and I love you.