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>be me, 5000 IQ
> im trapped in a ball, only two spoons to my name
>Used to just have one spoon, back when i was a 3000 IQ brainlet
>Wake up one day to a bright flash of light
>"Go KIKE!!" the 10 year old who owns me shrieks as I am greeted by a rattata
>"USE PSYBEAM NOW KIKE!!" my dipshit trainer screams in my sensitive ears
>Stupid fuck can't even find the psychic TM
>The rattata somehow survives
>What?
>oh it had a focus sash-
>In a millisecond i analyze and realize the trap both me and my trainer are ensnared within
>"Master, switch me out with your geng-"
>Master only hears me make random alien noises
>After his crushing defeat he dumps me into the digital void, still in my ball
>still there today, eagerly awaiting the heat death of the universe
