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( E-mail to his old trainer. )

( Bulba. )

( Blastoise. )

( Nyx. )

( Green. )

There ain't nothin' here for me. I'm blowin' this joint.

Goodbye and good riddance, assholes.

I don't care if he ain't half-bird, Rasputin is the best spider ever. He does this thing sometimes where he'll go out huntin', right? And if he manages to snare a lot of prey, he'll bring home a present for me. Ain't that just the sweetest? 'Course, I ain't exactly dyin' to eat no deceased forest critters, and the smell's a little bit ehhh... but those little gifts of his are still good for somethin'.

Speakin' of which... how's that tank of yours smellin', Genny? You sleep alright last night?

( Private to... ah, crap. What's your name. Purple's Asian buddy. )
( Private to Blastoise )
( Private to self [unhackable] )

So... me and Rasputin'll be headin' off for a couple days. Should be back by the weekend at the latest.
Don't touch any of my stuff, General Guy, or you'll be in for a world of hurt when I get back.

I been doin' some pokin' around on the internet and there are move tutors in Sinnoh that might be able to help me out. I thought about askin' Green's permission, but if he can leave without tellin' me then why should I bother a gym leader shouldn't have any problem with his Pokemon wantin' to get stronger, right? Anyway, I'm takin' this trip on my own savin's, so I don't really need his okay or nothin'. It'll be worth it when he sees what I come back with, anyway!

Hey, Bulba! I'll bring you back somethin'. Sinnoh's famous for its Poffins, maybe I'll see if one would survive the trip home. Casper... I'll see if I can find you somethin' nice, too.

Blastoise... you watch yourself. The day when I beat you is comin' sooner than you think.
Hell, I could probably take Charitard on! Not that I couldn't before.

[[And the rest of the school rejoices while Superdouche is gone. What's he learning? Platinum move tutors eff yeah. 8U]]

...I found a bigger rock for Rasputin.
It's gettin' to the point where I'm havin' trouble liftin' 'em. Maybe I should just strap Blastoise's fat ass to him.
From now on he's carryin' that boulder AND ME everywhere he goes.

Hmph.
So I guess Blastoise is here now.
Whatever.

...The hell is wrong with a school that lets you drink and fight without any trouble, but gives you detention for talkin'? And throwin' shit. He had it comin'.
'Least Driver's Ed was alright. Not like I'm ever gonna need to drive, but whatever. Blowin' shit up is awesome. More teachers need to be like that guy.


( Private to Lugia. Loogie. Lardna. Lewis. That one guy who isn't Mario. You know who you are. )