[As it turns out, Ishimaru is actually not the only one having a religious experience of sorts today, because here is one Alec Hardison and this is assuredly an entire world that appears to be an actual game of Pokemon, and good god, mmm, he has got a Pikachu and a Pokedex and he is a man who is going to live the dream, baby, and the only particularly difficult moral crisis he's faced since setting foot here is whether to go for the standard Gotta Catch 'Em All method, or straight-up Nuzlocke this thing.
And let's be real, there is nothing that quite so closely resembles a choice NPC encounter than some little uniform kid experiencing the Beatific Vision atop the Tin Tower with no less than twentysome Eevees swarming around his feet.
Oh, yeah, if this doesn't get him something good, ain't nothin' will.]
Hey-yo, my man. Hey there, ha-hah, how you doin' today.
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And let's be real, there is nothing that quite so closely resembles a choice NPC encounter than some little uniform kid experiencing the Beatific Vision atop the Tin Tower with no less than twentysome Eevees swarming around his feet.
Oh, yeah, if this doesn't get him something good, ain't nothin' will.]
Hey-yo, my man. Hey there, ha-hah, how you doin' today.
[SHOW HIM THE TEXT BOX, BABY.]