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I'm seeing a disturbing lack of this fucker.
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Late to the bandwagon; Emerald was my first Pokegame. I later picked up Silver at a slightly older age, right about the same time my parents started pulling the plugs on marriage. To say I was a shut-in was an understatement. I had little friends on my block(s), as it was a gated community/barren street, so I relied on my GameBoy. Thus began my age of gaming that hasn't ended. Pokemon following you around in Silver was amazing and interactivity was nice, especially once they finally "love" you. (My friend now makes gay jokes.)
Silver became my favorite over Emerald and eventually I stopped restarting so I could take time to train my Typhlosion to lvl. 100. He was named Mike.
I remember many nights spent up when I shouldn't have been, playing Silver quietly.
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When SoulSilver happened, I was ecstatic. Regardless of whether we win or lose, this guy was the best. I recently replayed and attempted to sweep the Elite 4/Champion with only my starter, who I had exclusively trained on purpose as a challenge. And challenge it was; revives and meat shields galore. We barely made it, and I used Lugia (who I had just caught) a few times, but otherwise managed to fit my bro into the first slot so he was next to me in the Hall of Fame card.
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I feel so bad, actually, that there is little to no adorable/cannon or good art of the fuckin' fuzzball.
S'all porn, ya see.
Kinda sad.
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Well OP, you asked why.
