Hiatus

It is with mixed feelings I announce that I am going on hiatus.

This decision was taken to allow me to finish writing a novel. It should hopefully bedone by mid-October, so as things stand, I will return to posting weekly on 17th October, 2014.

Of course I will miss writing and drawing for this blog, but I just want to concentrate my efforts for this short period of time, and produce something I can be proud of. I have been starting and abandoning novels for twelve years now, and that’s a track record I could do without.

So. I guess I’ll see you in October.

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Pokemon Football XI

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In case you hadn’t noticed, there’s this minor sporting event called the FIFA World Cup which has been on some of the higher-numbered cable channels. In the spirit, I took some time to wonder what my ultimate Pokemon football XI would be.

In Goal – Ambipom

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I know; an easy place to start. Even without the big arms and even bigger hands, that unnerving grin would make even the most steely of penalty-takers quiver. I’d keep Cofagrigus on the bench just in case, though.

Central defence – Blastoise and Donphan

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Imagine trekking all the way up the pitch and coming face-to-face with that. You’d run straight home. Not only would they make a formidable defensive wall, but you can bet Donphan wouldn’t mind taking it on ‘is ‘ead when the ball came in from a corner. You can bet these two wouldn’t go down for diving either; in case of serious injury, Mamoswine is on the bench.

Full backs – Rapidash and Luxray

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Full-backs need to be quick and versatile enough to defend at one end and aid in counterattacking at the other end. Rapidash definitely has the pace, and what Luxray lacks in speed, it gains in sheer shock value (if you’ll pardon the pun, sah). Yeah, so maybe Zebstrika’s a safer choice. But I like Luxray; sue me.

Central midfield – Mewtwo and Pyroar (c)

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Mewtwo is the ultimate Old Reliable, exactly what a holding midfielder should be. When I was eight, did I bother training anything, breeding anything? No I did not. Mewtwo would save me, every time. As for the captaincy, that had to go for the pokemon who could shout the loudest- as well as look fierce. (Arceus would have been captain, but he shagged Zebstrika’s missus.)

Wingers – Hitmontop and Furfou

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Hear me out on this one. Wingers are known not only for their speed and first-touch football, but also for being massive show-offs. Hitmontop, inspired by the Brazillian dance-fighting style of Capoeira, could show off on the ball. Furfrou, who needs a new haircut every four days, shows off when not on the pitch. It’s tiring being the centre of attention all the time, so when one needs subbing off, Furret (with Follow Me) will be ready to take up the mantle.

Up Front – Blaziken and Lucario

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Actually being able to kick is a big deal in football, so humanlike fighting-types seemed like a good idea. Lucario would cross it in, and Blaziken would finish it off. If one needs a rest, Gallade is warming up on the touchline.


Any that you think I’ve missed?

Mega Speculation

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Following the anouncement of Mega Sableye, Mega Sceptile and Mega Swampert, I thought I’d speculate on the various Megas I expect to be unveiled in the coming months, and some which I don’t expect, but still like the idea of.

The Pseudo-Legendaries: Mega Metagross and Mega Salamence

With Tyranitar and Garchomp having Mega evolutions, it seems a semi-safe bet that the pseudo legendaries which first appeared in Hoenn might get their Megas too.

What’s more, there has been speculation that Steven Stone makes an appearance in Alpha Sapphire and Omega Ruby as the character who first introduces the player to the idea of Mega evolution. In both the original games and HeartGold and SoulSilver, Steven names Beldum as one of his favourite pokemon, and gives it to the player as a reward.

I anticipate that the Beldum received after defeating the Elite Four will be carrying Metagrossite.

The Version Exclusives: Ludicolo and Shiftry

Following Mega Mawile, Mega Sableye was a bit of a foregone conclusion. Which is a shame, because I’d always wanted to see the gem-eyed sprite evolve properly. Ludicolo and Shiftry are the only final-stage version exclusives which have a multi-stage evolutionary line, so they seem like excellent candidates for Mega evolution in my book.

What’s more- wouldn’t they look awesome? Ludicolo: half-pineapple, half-duck, all crazy. Shiftry: some sort of angry eddoe. Notch up the Mega and it’s a whole new ball game.

A group of wild Shiftry

A group of wild Shiftry

The Gyarados Equivalent: Milotic

They both evolve from a useless, ugly fish into a magnificent dragon-like (but not dragon-type) water beast. So, if Gyarados can Mega evolve, by rights, Milotic ought to be able to as well.

I can’t possibly imagine what Mega Milotic would look like, however. Milotic, in contrast to Feebas, is sleek and elegant, as only the most beautiful of Feebas can evolve into one. My gut says, however, that Mega-Milotic will become part-Fairy.

My Choice: Sharpedo

Speed Boost Sharpedo has been the bane of my existence. Mega Evolution hikes a new level of strategy into it. How long do you risk waiting?

I love the look of Sharpedo, too, and it’s a Dark type, so in my books, it’s already won. But if  had to pick any Gen 3 pokemon to Mega evolve, that would be my choice.


Aside from Sharpedo, I think the rest of my picks are pretty safe. That’s just my opinion, however. There are loads of other pokemon I would love to see in Mega form- Luxray (half-Dark), Skiploom (beefier stats) and Vanilluxe (raspberry sauce and sprinkles) to name just three.

If you have any speculation, I’d love to hear it. Seriously. I’m so excited.

It’s the Little Ones Who Suffer

The chances are that nobody remembers, but the initial mission statement of this blog was to play throgh every region in turn. That hasn’t happened and I wanted to explain why.

Firstly, it s because I have the attention span of a tea kettle. Secondly, it’s because, some weeks ago, I split up  with my partner of three and a half years.

Normallly, I wouldn’t bother you with “real life” stuff. But I have an important point. When I moved out, we went from being one couple, with two GBA SPs, to two people, with a GBA SP each.

Sometimes, lives become so inextricably entwined, that the only way to separate them is to lose things you never once thought you would be losing. Other people have children. Luckily, we didn’t.

My partner loses SoulSilver, and the beast of a Metagross contained on that cartridge. I lose the ability to trade on the GameBoy.

So, no, I can’t see me continuing my adventures in Kanto any time soon. I’m not sure it’s a bad thing. This blog has evolved into something, in my mind, better.

However, if you would like to witness me claw my way through a different series of games, I might direct you towards my new Elder Scrolls blog. I’m currently whining my way through Arena. That one, at least, is complete with screenshots.

Stick with me, though, for my rapidly increasing hysteria as I anticipate taking my oldest pokemon, Skeptyleia, back to Hoenn. I can’t wait, can you?


Elder Scrolls Offline is a blog series tackling the main series Elder Scrolls games. At present, it consists of my Arena playthrough, and some more general whining, but expect screenshot sets and maybe even recipes. Also, if anyone can recommend me a screen capture program that does audio for less than £300, maybe even video playthroughs. Which you’ll want to see; I have not so much nerves of steel as nerves of candy floss.

Pokemon Nationals: Report

Where I live, in south Liverpool, nobody is up at seven in the morning. So, when I set off for Event City, it was through a world of quiet strangeness. It was a theme which continued all morning, if I’m honest. There was nobody in my carriage on the train, and as I walked from Trafford Park station to the venue, it was strange to note the complete lack of pokemon fans lining the street.

The air was cool, still and, for the most part, pleasant. I also had to walk past the Kellogg’s factory, which is a surreal experience. The whole area is surrounded by an invisible shield of the most intense breakfasty aroma you will ever smell. I was glad of my cream cheese pitta with lettuce that morning. I had reasoned that a balanced breakfast would serve me well, though as it turns out, I had rather overestimated the tournament organisers by thinking that my breakfast would be relevant.

When I entered Event City, I was greeted by a queue, which I obligingly joined. If you have a large number of friends at your command, you may wish to replicate an experiment in which you form a queue in a public place, and see how many people join you despite not knowing what the queue is for. There will be plenty, I assure you.

In the queue, I met a boy called Josh, who was a third-time competitor, and had brought his mum and friend for support. It was his first time competing in the Masters division this year, however. He gave me a 5-max-IV Yveltal (he had offered me a shiny Kyurem, but I was thinking of my Pokedex) and later in the day, when he found out my favourite pokemon was Luxray (and not, as many assume, Sandslash), gave me a shiny Luxray.

So, the day was off to a decent start, I wasn’t going to be 100% a sad-sap loner and, by the looks of it, there was face painting. Which, as I was going home on the train, I did not have. My battle box was checked and my participation registered.

Then began the long wait for round 1.

Apparently, this is a running theme with the VGC. Every year, and in every nation, apparently unforeseen technical difficulties delay the start by stupendous amounts of time. Fifteen minutes after an announcement stating it would be ten minutes until the first round roster went up, I went to find something to eat, as my innards had begun to devour themselves. I went to the only food kiosk in the entire venue. The man in front of me in the queue took the last sandwich.

This left me with a choice of chilli, chilli or chilli. I had the chilli.

As I was eating my polystyrene tray of yellow triangles with red-brown slop, the first round roster was posted. It was two thirty. Several hundred people converged on one corner of the room.

I wandered across the room muttering my table number and the name of my opponent like a lunatic. I got to the table, set out my notepad, and waited.

[TL;DR: won 4/8, didn’t lose 4-0 at any point, see you next time.]

My Team

Before I begin, I should introduce my team. They’re not likely to appear in future in the same arrangement, so why not.

Dreadnut the Chesnaught. Yes, I know, I’m a filthy casual. Held item: Rocky Helmet. Moveset: Spiky Shield, Hammer Arm, Seed Bomb, Stone Edge. HP & Attack focused.

Clytemnestra the Nidoqueen. Despite my fears, she absolutely did me proud. I was, apparently, not the only person running Nidoqueen, although the other one was far more defensive. Held item: Poison Barb. Ability: Poison Point. Moveset: Fling, Poison Jab, Blizzard, Earthquake. HP & Attack focused.

Greninja the Greninja. I know, not exactly uncommon, but I got sent a perfect, Timid Froakie via Wonder Trade and so what did you expect me to do? Held Item: Wise Glasses. Ability: Protean. Moveset: Extrasensory, Scald, Ice Beam, Grass Knot. Speed and Special Attack focused.

Tom Kitten the Gengar. Named after a dead pet, which some people think is morbid, but I think is sweet. It’s a ghost pokemon. It’s already a dead thing. Held Item: Geangarite. Moveset: Hex, Sludge Bomb, Dazzling Gleam, Thunderbolt. Speed and Special Attack focused.

Jeanne D’Arc the Aegislash. I do like my ghosties. Held Item: I’ll get back to you on that one. Moveset: King’s Shield, Iron Head, Sacred Sword, Shadow Claw. HP and Attack focused.

Wyvern the Noivern. Someone asked my why I ran Noivern over Salamence. Speed is the answer. Ability: Infiltrator. Held item: Choice Scarf (speeeed). Moveset: Flamethrower, Dragon Pulse, Air Slash, Psychic. Speed and Special Attack focused.

Round 1 – Mikey

My opponent was a first-timer too, who plays his pokemon in Liverpool. Excellent! I found out that there is a place I can play regularly there, and signed up to the Facebook group.

Raichu – Klefki – Gyarados (M) – Noivern – Mamoswine – Meowstic

To my detriment, I hadn’t realised just how fast Mega-Gyarados is. I used Hex rather than Thunderbolt (don’t ask me why), and promptly lost 2-0. It was, admittedly, the best battle I had ever had with a live human being, and my opponent was equally enthusiastic. If we don’t battle again, it’ll be a shame.

Round 2 – Rachel

From the Midlands, she had been to previous championships but never played before. She was more supporting other people than competing for herself.

Greninja – Salamence – Kangashkhan – Malamar – Sylveon – Aegislash

After initially being near-destroyed by Malamar’s Superpower, I made a heroic comeback to win 2-0.

I also received a handshake from the guy next to me for playing Chesnaught.

Round 3 – James

From Coventry, this was also his first time. This was becoming a running theme, but in the bottom half of the playing field, I suppose I oughtn’t have been surprised.

Scolipede – Greninja – Dragonite – Malamar – Jolteon – Amoonguss

I think this one is best told in the notes I made at the time:

“IDIOT NO PSYCHIC ON GRENINJA EVER”

I also came across a rage powder Amoonguss, which baffled me as whatever it was trying to do it didn’t really succeed. Despite a spirited comeback, I made at least three catastrophic blunders and deserved my 1-0 loss.

Round 4 – Simon

While waiting for my opponent, I saw a guy rub his DS on his head. I have no idea what to make of that.

Aegislash – Azumarill – Knagashkhan (M) – Garchomp – Pyroar – Gardevoir

In this match I became highly aware of the fact that I have been pressing B for fifteen years despite knowing full well that it doesn’t make a difference.

Yes, that means I took catastrophic amounts of damage. Easily my worst loss of the day, I did however manage to take Gardevoir with me, meaning that I didn’t have the 4-0 loss I feared. My counters to Mega-Kangaskhan , as it turns out, don’t really work. Lost 3-0.

Round 5 – Paul

Hailing from York, this was his second time at the tournament.

Tyranitar (M) – Scizor – Wash Rotom – Jolteon – Mienshao – Druddigon

My Greninja knocked out Mienshao immediately, and Clytemnestra poisoned Wash Rotom with Fling, because have you any idea how resillient that little bastard is? Turns out I acted a moment too soon, because it used Trick to switch held items with me and gave me a Flame Orb (apparently a standard technique with Wash Rotom).

Volt Switch (Jolteon and Wash Rotom) gave me some problems for a while, and Greninja and Clytemnestra succumbed. However, Wyvern and Tom Kitten cleaned up admirably. Won 2-0.

Round 6 -Sean

From Worksop, this was his first time at the competition.

Talonflame – Aegislash – Wash Rotom – Mawile (M) – Mamoswine – Venusaur

I was bricking it, because does nobody realise that I have absolutely no counter to Mamoswine? Wash Rotom and Mawile came out instead, which I also hate.

Rotom’s Trick, however, gave Greninja a Choice Scarf. Which, considering I had also opened with Aegislash, the last pokemon anyone would consider putting a Choice item on, was admittedly a blunder on the part of my opponent. He’ll know for next time.

I proceeded to Scald everything. Quickly.

I’m not going to drag this out any more. I won 4-0.

Round 7 – Melissa

Not only was this herfirst time at the tournament, her baby had kept her awake all night and she was starting to feel ill. I wouldn’t say it was a hollow victory, but if anyone expected her to win, they’d have been unfair.

Sylveon – Aurorus – Charizard – Zapdos – Amoonguss – Gyarados

I opened with Gengar and Aegislash, she with Aurorus and Sylveon, though immediately switched Aurorus out for Charizard. Aegislash being the most common pokemon I saw all day, she had almost certainly come up against Sacred Sword before, and wasn’t willing to again.

Unfortunately, Gengar dealt with the rest of the team almost single-handedly. Charizard and Gyarados both went down to Thunderbolt, and Sylveon to Sludge Bomb. Although Aurorus hung on with a focus sash, it was left the only pokemon standing, and Gengar finished it off. Another 4-0.

Round 8 – Rafik

From London, this was also his first time.

Kangashkhan (M) – Scizor – Chandelure – Wash Rotom – Salamence – Amoonguss

The opening combination of Chandelure and Amoonguss was fatal for me. Resillient Chandelure got a stranglehold on life while Amoonguss used Spore. Rage Powder prevented any harm coming to Chandelure while it proceeded to thin my ranks. I got the little bastard in the end, but it was too little, too late. Lost 3-0.

Summary

Well, by the length of this, I’m judging that absolutley nobody will read all of it- just the batles they were in/sat next to. That’s cool, that’s all I included them for. I am absolutely glad I went, and look forward to rematching every last one of you.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!

Congratulations. Welcome to the Pokemon blog of one anxious bastard.

I don’t know if you follow my blog, or if you’re familiar with the competitive pokemon schedule, but it’s the UK national championships tomorrow. And I’m bricking it.

My emotions right now are somewhere in between wanting to leave now and not miss out on any of the excitement, and sealing myself in concrete so I don’t have to go.

I have to go.

I’ve been preparing this team for months. I’ve not even posted details on the internet just in case I’ve developed the Holy Grail of teams and everyone tries to copy me (which, by the way, I haven’t). Even though it’s my first tournament, I’m taking this seriously.

This means that, even though I want to tell you what I’m up to, I haven’t. I really want to share the pokemon I chose, and why I chose them. There’s one member of my team that, in all the practice matches I’ve done, I’ve never seen, and even though it means she’s most probably the weak link in my team, I don’t care.

So, aside from my laments over how terribly I do this weekend, that’s what you have to look forward to. Me, raving endlessly about how unique and special I am to use a completely pointless pokemon in my line-up.

I’ve already decided that the lineup needs to change, and am in the process of breeding their replacements. I know I’m no good. I played in the 2014 International Challenge May, and came 9135th out of a possible 16,479. Which doesn’t sound brilliant. My results were initially good- I won 4 out of my first 6 matches. However, as the weekend progressed, the ranks thinned and the standard grew higher. Losing became an inevitability.

I’m nervous because there’s so much I’ve not quite done yet. One of my lineup doesn’t have max EVs after a session with EV-reducing berries, and I need to remember to fix that. I’ve got a load of Battle Videos recorded that show me exactly what my weaknesses are, and no time to do anything about any of them.

I like to think that my practice has done me good. I know for a fact that the weakest member of my team is me. Last weekend, I was faced with strategies I’d never even imagined. A whole team of Blizzard users, for example. Pairing Garchomp with a team immune to Ground. I’d like to say I’d spot these strategies if they come up tomorrow, but I’d be overly optimistic.

Wish me luck. Or not; your call.

How to Lose Miserably

Remember a fortnight or so ago, when I said that I didn’t expect to be humiliated at the National Championships? I have changed my mind.

Fully trained up and raring to go, I hit the Battle Spot, and got my arse kicked from bollocks ’til sundown. Repeatedly.

It just exposed how inexperienced I am, in all honesty.Because in theory everyone knows type matchups, but in the heat of battle, it’s incredibly easy to try and Poison Jab a Scizor, or use Grass Knot on something that, while weak to Grass, is really not heavy enough.

The trouble was, the people I battled against seemed to know what they were doing. Yes, an awful lot were using legendaries, but not just because of their base stats (though I’m sure that comes into it) These people had strategy- I’d never even heard of a “Dark Void Smeargle” until I swore profusely at one.

(I’m sorry, if you use that shit I have no respect at all for you because that move is so OP and we could all do it; it doesn’t take skill to put your opponent’s team to sleep)

I can’t even tell the difference between the -dorus trio, which led me to use Thunderbolt at a stupid time. I hate legendaries; it’s not a crime.

I also think I could do with more fire. Yes, like the Virgin Media ad, except you’re hearing me right.

It’s a learning experience. And yes, I lost an awful lot of times. But I only lost 4-0 once, and that was to Dark Void Smeargle Fuckface, so it’s like it doesn’t count. Also, only getting annihilated just the once on my first attempt in the Battle Spot is probably good going. I imagine there’s the odd kid with his level 100 Blaziken who ends up seeing all his precious ‘mons get pulverized repeatedly and gets put off the game for life. Unfortunately I didn’t get to play against any.

But maybe it’s fortunate. I’ve learnt some things by playing against people who are difficult. If I could attempt to poison Scizor and get away with it, it’d do me more harm than good. If I try and poison Scizor and get made into paté, I’m going to learn pretty quickly to not try that again.

So losing miserably is awesome. Now I have Everything Is Awesome stuck in my head, but who cares? It’s true. It’s awesome to win, and it’s awesome to lose.

Which is, of course, just what a habitual loser would say.

Countdown to Nationals

So, I’m all booked to compete in the UK & Ireland National Championships in Manchester next month. It’ll be my debut competition, and I’ve absolutely no idea what to expect.

Thankfully, I now have a team which is almost fully operational, so I shouldn’t get excessively embarassed. By Monday, I should be ready to compete, and from there on in, it’s just going to be a matter of honing.

I’m nervous, of course I am. I don’t want to be embarassed. Despite giving up chess eight years ago, I still miss the atmosphere of competition: the pre-match rituals, the post-match analysis; a weekend immersed in the craft.

I don’t have time, unfortunately, to order a “Don’t fuckle with Shuckle” t-shirt, but in the unlikely event that I do make it to the Sunday, I will be bringing a towel. The 26th May is Towel Day, after all.

As a novice, I won’t play up my chances. I only considered becoming competitive a year ago, and I’m not even the most adept trainer in my league. I’m inexperienced, and don’t use ugly pokemon- the main reason I will never be any good at TCG.

However, I’m determined to enjoy it. Before attending, I will buy new pages for my Pikachu filofax, and will document my time at nationals. I might even talk to other people. Hopefully, some other people from my league will go, and I won’t be stood in a corner looking like the most socially inept person in a room full of Pokemon nerds.

I’ll try and take pictures. I’m excited, and nervous and all the rest of it and it’s still three weeks away.

What am I saying? That’s nothing. I should be Super Training…


Anyone else going to the UK & Ireland nationals on the 25th? Drop me a line; I’d love to say hi. To pre-register, go to: http://www.gordianknotgames.co.uk/page47.html

Apologies for my absence

I just wanted to put in an appearance to explain what’s happened. Essentially, my hard drive failed and I’ve lost not only my entire scrapbook, but also a raft of pre-written blog posts. I also lost access to photoshop,meaning that I will be unlikely to post any drawings any time soon.

So, while I try and put my life back together (there was a lot on that hard drive), please excuse my absence. I hope to return to posting weekly as soon as I can, but it won’t be this week, and it might not even be next week. I thank you.