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>Be trainer exploring a route
>See some kid moving erratically around
>He's moving through the grass lightning fast, and he's somehow managed to hide in the blind spot of ever trainer in a 50 foot radius
>Every trainer but me
>I feel it in my bones, a pokemon battle must happen, regardless of whether he wants it to happen or not
>Scream "POKEMON BATTLE FAGGOT"
>He goes from meek and afraid to cold and calculated in a matter of seconds
>Sends out a pokemon with glaring weaknesses against mine, and he doesn't switch it out
>He's sweating bullets, looking up the speeds of both his and my pokemon, punching numbers into a calculator and trying to figure out the best course of action
>Ten minutes pass and he's ready, hopefully this battle will be normal after that matheradical tangent
>My pokemon outspeeds his, a clean OHKO
>His pokemon falls over shocked and afraid
>Looks like it's about to die
>Silence
>His trainer runs over to it, and he's sobbing profusely
>"I... I promised... to never lose another friend again..."
>At this point I realized what I just did
>I fought one of those "nuzlocke" fruitcakes
>At this point his pokemon realizes that he didn't actually die, he just got hurt kinda bad and can't fight for a while
>It looks at me, confused, bewildered, and expecting me to say something
>"h-hey kid, y-you know pokemon don't actually die whe-"
>Suddenly the kid looks up at me, flying into a rage
>Screams "murderer" at me, and sends out a fucking mega
>Beaten to near death, and the injured pokemon watched the whole thing unfold, utterly baffled at the goings on
>Saved from death hours later by a ranger, she says this happens from time to time and I should be more careful from now on.
>mfw the whole ordeal
Where did this LARPing bullshit come from?
>See some kid moving erratically around
>He's moving through the grass lightning fast, and he's somehow managed to hide in the blind spot of ever trainer in a 50 foot radius
>Every trainer but me
>I feel it in my bones, a pokemon battle must happen, regardless of whether he wants it to happen or not
>Scream "POKEMON BATTLE FAGGOT"
>He goes from meek and afraid to cold and calculated in a matter of seconds
>Sends out a pokemon with glaring weaknesses against mine, and he doesn't switch it out
>He's sweating bullets, looking up the speeds of both his and my pokemon, punching numbers into a calculator and trying to figure out the best course of action
>Ten minutes pass and he's ready, hopefully this battle will be normal after that matheradical tangent
>My pokemon outspeeds his, a clean OHKO
>His pokemon falls over shocked and afraid
>Looks like it's about to die
>Silence
>His trainer runs over to it, and he's sobbing profusely
>"I... I promised... to never lose another friend again..."
>At this point I realized what I just did
>I fought one of those "nuzlocke" fruitcakes
>At this point his pokemon realizes that he didn't actually die, he just got hurt kinda bad and can't fight for a while
>It looks at me, confused, bewildered, and expecting me to say something
>"h-hey kid, y-you know pokemon don't actually die whe-"
>Suddenly the kid looks up at me, flying into a rage
>Screams "murderer" at me, and sends out a fucking mega
>Beaten to near death, and the injured pokemon watched the whole thing unfold, utterly baffled at the goings on
>Saved from death hours later by a ranger, she says this happens from time to time and I should be more careful from now on.
>mfw the whole ordeal
Where did this LARPing bullshit come from?
