[accidental voice]

[tsunsandsteals]

...why am I...where the hell is my shirt?! What is this place, what am I doing here?! Where's the Pokemon Center and the PokeMart and all the other idiots running around the city? Why does my back it-

-no. This-is this someone's stupid idea of a joke?! Wings, what the hell. Why do I have wings? Is there any way to get rid of them? Maybe they're just taped on, yeah, maybe I can just try to

Ow! No, they're real. Ugh, I'm going to be feeling that for-

-wait a minute, the journal, it's...it's recording everything I say! What the hell is going on here?!

Not that I'm scared. That'd be the reaction of a weak person, and I am notweak. It's just a stupid situation is all, and I'll get to the bottom of it. I'll find whoever's responsible for this and kick their ass!

Comments

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[tsuntrader]

Gold. Exploding bangs, cap, goggles, shorts... [Goggles. Like the ones he has around his neck, but he doesn't think to hold them up to demonstrate.]

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[tsunsandsteals]

Doesn't ring a bell.

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[tsuntrader]

...He's not you [best-] rival? [What crazy bizarro world does this guy come from?]

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[tsunsandsteals]

Only rival I have is this annoying girl with a dumb hat who's always smiling.

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[tsuntrader]

[Annoying? Dumb hat? Always smiling?

It can't possibly be Crys.] So the names Crys and Gold don't ring a bell at all?

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[tsunsandsteals]

Not in the least.

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[tsuntrader]

[There's a pause, as he considers what to ask next.

He almost doesn't want to hear the answer, but...] ...What about Blue?

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[tsunsandsteals]

Who?

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[tsuntrader]

[...This guy can't be him. There's no way he can be him. How does he not...?]

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[tsunsandsteals]

[part of him wants to ask about...him, but he's under enough stress as it is, the emotional fall out of discussing the man will make it worse]

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[tsuntrader]

[...So! Topic change.] Have you found your Pokémon yet? [That's something... Safe. Yeah, that seems safe and harmless. Pokémon. Surely he's worried about them, too.]

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[tsunsandsteals]

Not yet. [not that he's worried about them in the least. They're just tools, after all. A means to an end.]

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[tsuntrader]

...I can help keep an eye out for them. What other Pokémon do you have? [...Something seems off here.]

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[tsunsandsteals]

Just those three.

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[tsuntrader]

[...Weird, but he'll nod along.]

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[tsunsandsteals]

So yeah.

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[tsuntrader]

...You don't seem too concerned. [That's what's off here.]

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[tsunsandsteals]

Why should I be? Pokemon are just tools, if these three get lost or something I can just catch stronger ones. [a certain speech tries to worm its way into Silver's thoughts and he shoves it away]

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[tsuntrader]

...What? [The anger isn't quite coming yet. The words still need to sink in. Tools. Tools?]

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[tsunsandsteals]

You heard me.

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[tsuntrader]

[Tools. He actually thinks they're tools.

Silver's quick to clench his fist and quicker to swiftly and harshly swing it right at his supposed other self's face.]

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[tsunsandsteals]

[OH SHIT. Silver just barely manages to dodge that punch]

What the hell's your problem?!

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[tsuntrader]

Where do you get off calling your Pokémon tools? [Just like that, his voice has gone from cool and under control to harsh and burning with anger.]

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[tsunsandsteals]

Because that's what they are. Getting too attached makes you weak and blinds you to what's important.

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[tsuntrader]

Attachment has nothing to do with it. No living thing should ever be called or even thought of as a tool.