thirteenth fusion

[beholdmydemons]

Damn but it's been a while since I've done this.

Three Pokemon for sale! Togetic at level twenty-eight, a female, cheerful, name of Beatrice. A Happiny at level twenty-seven, sweet but a little spoiled, female as well. Answers to Mary. And then an Altaria at thirty-six, a male, a little scattered. Name me your price and we'll haggle it out.

On the road again at last with hardly a care in sight. I'm the last you'll hear complaining about a life of traveling freely but lately I've had the feeling of turning a wheel over and over when it's not firm on the axle. Traveling and winning battles and having the money to continue doing so but where are we going after all. Once Pokemon are at the hundredth level can they really grow no stronger? It seems disheartening. I hope that spells out nothing about humans. I shudder to think I could look up and into the future and see a wall where an ever rising road could be.

I've languished these past weeks and only of my own failing. Come and gab and have me make a friend of you. Or a rival if you'd rather.

Comments

[twinsanity]

Why don't you reread everything you just said and tell me that it doesn't sound like you're asking someone to convince yourself that you shouldn't just keel over and die at the futility of it all.

[beholdmydemons]

Okay I did and it sounds like I'm bored of battling with Pokemon that aren't growing stronger. What kind of frail hearted idiot do you take me for?

[twinsanity]

You really don't want me answering that.

[beholdmydemons]

Fuck you. For the record I'm sitting by a lakeside and the view is fantastic.

[twinsanity]

Well, fine. Since everything is going so well for you, do you want to explain exactly why you're sitting around asking for friends?

[beholdmydemons]

I hardly spoke to anyone but Bert and shopkeepers in Goldenrod last month. I don't like wallowing whether it's in too much sadness or in too much comfort.

[...what kind of logic is that]

[twinsanity]

Well, will you look at that! The commoner strung an eloquent sentence together.

So you're bored. You could have just come right out and said so.

[beholdmydemons]

[.....NOPE

nope, fuck that, there's teasing and bitching and then there's hitting the button directly

this conversation is over. with no further commentary, because-]

You are a wretched waste and I pity you.

[-OKAY OVER NOW]

[twinsanity]

[Oh, you poor dumbass.

You really shouldn't have shown him that.]