Part 2: Fanning the Flames
Ugh, thank God. For a second, I thought you wanted to show me another Maury episode about out-of-control kids.
God, can't you do anything right? I'm going for a walk.
Huh. You know, I might as well pay him a visit.
Wait, Professor Birch?
Prologue to adventure, in which we take the time to meet our hero and see her struggles.
Mission log: I crash-landed in a strange dimension. There's nothing to guide me in this dark abyss except for this mysterious stranger. He calls himself a Birch, but "everyone calls him the Pokemon Prof.!"
Make it quick, asshole. I want to start my journey and become a Champion. I've already seen all the Pokemon in my home Region. I know all
Wanna help me choose a name for my player character, their gender, and their starter?
Hey, noobs. I hope you've all been good while I was gone. I'll assume you did and not bother checking.
But so you guys know, I don't have access to the internet when I'm at my dad's, but for some reason, I have access to Skype. So if you ever need to reach me, my Skype is thegaryoak. But don't be a little shit.
Anyway, who wants to see pictures of my dog on her pillow pyramid?
PS: Planning to do an LP of Emerald or Yellow. If Emerald, what gender, name and
I was downstairs, getting some water from the fridge because my mom decided to force us into abstaining from pop. Though we usually go out and get pop when she isn't looking. I mean, it's not just your money and your house, you share all of that with your husband. And he wants pop, too. But whatever, she'll forget about her anti-pop craze the second she sees that pop is on sale. Which is the best thing about my mom: she never followed through on punishments and restrictions because she always forgets