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>be me, Ground leader
>gym is basically the bastard child of the sinnoh great marsh and every desert ever
>kick up the heat and make sure there's plenty of ceiling windows so the sun shines through constantly, close as soon as the sun sets
>sit back in my temperature controlled battle room and laugh as trainers slog through mud and fall through quicksand traps into my basement where they have to fight cockfights to escape
>trainers make it to me expecting an easy fight
>"prepare to lose, anon, i have a bunch of water and ice types!"
>"sure, sure, kid, let's go."
>they send out their basic bitch boy waters, i humor them by letting them break through my initial mons
>they get cocky
>i send out my ursaluna
>bulky af ursaCHADa easily shrugs off their squirt gunners
>"high horsepower"
>act shocked if ursaluna goes down
>send out garchomp to maul the rest of their team
Better luck next time, brats. kek!
