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Play time's over, sit down and shut up. Later on tonight, there's gonna be a pokematch for the tag team titles between Team Skull and Jessie & James, whatever whatever, it's not important. The fact of the matter is, this Sunday at the Pokeleague the winner of that match will come face to face with this. And to make sure that my man was right, this week I put him to the test. I had Mustard call out to Unova - Dessert Resort to some associates of ours at Route 4 - Rapid Style said we're gonna need max repels for a ride in the desert. The guy said 'Brother Rapid Style, now we know that the Single Style can handle it, but I don't know about the Water type. It's August, it's 120 degrees in the middle of Dessert Resort.' He says 'the only things that survive in the desert are the cold-blooded...the Sandile and the Dwebble .' Rapid said 'that's all right, and in one of those bikes that you're setting up for us, I want you the Rapid Style to only have enough Max Repels to get to the middle of the desert and not get back.'
So we're on our way - we get to the middle of Desert Resort - 120 degrees, the Rapid Style bike runs out of repels. And I pull up next to him and I ask him this question: 'It's 120 degrees, how are you gonna survive?' He looks me straight in the eyes, without hesitation, he says 'I'm gonna put you to sleep, I'm gonna Sucker Punch you in the back, I'm gonna Surge Strike your flesh off, make a magic coat out of it, and I'm gonna eat YOUR flesh to increase max happiness.' I said 'Good answer big man, but Im holding a Lum Berry,' and I drove off and left him. I waited on the outskirts of the desert. Two days later, he walks out with a Sandshrew necktie and Sandile boots, carryin' his Volcarona on his shoulder. The point of the story is this. What used to be known as the Pokemon League will now be known as Armageddon, and whoever shows up...will be hurt.
