>>26878715Imagine such a Greninja as Ash’s, with all of its talents, personality quirks, experiences, education, and relationships miraculously being transported to traditional Japan to a secluded and humble, yet happy, gleeful, and prosperous ninja village, attempting to enter their clan with the horribly misguided notion that mere size, mere scope, mere power, without refinement, wit, or deliberation, can win their reclusive and independent hearts to include him into their community, their customs, and their common goal, outlook, philosophy, mentality, allies, and enemies, tries to form one of his offensive lightshows upon the commons where the elder and sage leaders of the village may witness and judge it.
Not only would these aged, experienced, and wise ancients be baffled by the conception that such a wasteful, inefficient, and mindless attack could ever disable or kill any target of the group, but they would be utterly enraged at the absurdity of the spectacle. A firework display in the midst of gruella warfare, no less of the ninja’s talent and domain? An elephant to cross upon the aged wooden bridge, or to sneak across the side of a shadow shrouded temple? A giraffe to accompany one within the Maki-do Caves? And above all, the prospect of converting the more imprintable, and the more easily influenced children or students of the village to attempt to train and master this tasteless endeavor in battle or in thievery?
Rubbish! All of it nonsensical rubbish! No more sensual or less dangerous than granting the clumsy or crippled invalid the privilege of executing the group committed theft, the child of planning out the tactics for executing such a feat, or the narcissistic, self-invested capitalist of taking control of the laws and tone of the village!
