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(By this time, Grant has read the rules, because I really don't feel like including them in one of these parts if they're already in a journal entry. He only knows the Basic, Naming, and Catching rules at this point, though.) "So..." Grant turned to his pokemon. They sat across from each other at a table in Aquacorde City, with a notepad he had taken from his bag between them. Grant was biting the end of blue pen. "We can't catch a pokemon starting with... A." He wrote down A on the paper. "Which comes first in the alphabet?... P, R, or Y." He scribbled those down, too. He wrote above them the heading 'Can't Catch'. Pyra leaped onto the tab

I just invented the Namelocke. You think I'm not going to do a thingy for it? The rules for the Namelocke will be in the description, hopefully. If they aren't, I have a Journal Entry about the Namelocke. Pokemon belongs to Gamefreak, not me. Darned Fletchling... "Five more minutes..." Grant waved his hand around in the air where he thought it might be. Is that what Kalos was? Pokemon for an alarm clock? Whoever thought up the whole idea of alarm clocks anyway? They were the worst invention known to- Darned Fletching. "I'm up. I'm up." Grant muttered, shoving the blankets from himself. His first impressions of Kalos weren't exactly... opti

Pokemon belongs to Gamefreak. I do not own it in any way, shape, or form. DUCKS is a hack ConfettiPigeon and I are making. Four badges. That put Ab almost halfway through this whole thing, he figured. After the eighth badge, there was the Elite 4 and Champion. And there ought to be some whole mess with Shen and Ancetta somewhere in there. They were essentially the evil team. It was weird, how everything was such a relatively low level. His strongest pokemon, Woopette, was only level 26. And his second strongest, AKA the entire rest of his team, was level 24. He had FOUR gym badges. Either way, he wasn't complaining. It only got harder once t