Yesterday, I transferred six Woopers onto my Pearl cartridge from Ruby at a quarter to twelve. I know this because, for some hideous reason, Pokemon can only be transferred once a day. So, today I intended to go back to the Pal Park at approximately 14 minutes to twelve.
And then I played Dance Dance Revolution, forgot all about it and now it’s nearly half five.
I know, first world Poke problems and all that. But this is actually stressful. If I don’t get six pokemon a day, I might never transfer 999 pokemon onto My Pokemon Ranch. AND THEN I WON’T GET MEW.
Game Freak, why have you done this to me? I could have been a normal person. I could have had a life. I might have walked the dog today. I might not have the tune on My Pokemon Ranch stuck in my head endlessly.
I am stupidly nostalgic. I keep all my Pokemon, no matter how shit. It was getting stupid just how many I had. But guess what? The Ranch is only half full.
What kind of person has 999 pokemon ready and waiting to go onto a Wii-based storage system? Who are you? How many times have you been to the Pal Park to collect six identical Lv 5 pokemon? Twice as many as me? You boring bastard.
Despite adoring pokemon, I do spend a lot of my life actively hating it.
Kanto to Unova (and beyond) 