>>19652065"YOU DRENCHED ME, FAGGOT!" you yell.
"Did I?" he replies, while making his way towards you.
"Does this bother you as well?"
He pinches your nipples. You squeal in pain before he slaps you across the face with a golden glove.
"Hmph. I'm guessing you're another 'aspiring trainer'. Give up. Looking at you, you'll never reach the ranks of people like me."
"What, did you buy all your Pokemon too? Are they gold-plated as well?" you retort while wincing in pain.
"Yes, I did buy them. I have the most carefully bred Pokemon, the best that money can buy. It's also going to make me the Champion of this crappy region. Now if you'll excuse me, I have better things to do than associate with plebeians like you."
He did not just do that.
>What do you say?A) "That's not what being a Trainer is about?"
B) "Yeah, well battle me then!"
C) Nothing. Admit defeat, for now.