Describe your favorite Pokemon in the worst way possible. No names, just descriptions unless asked by another.
An Orange Dragon, that’s not a Dragon
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Onion fairy, bird with clouds for wings that’s somehow a dragon
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Analogy for Male Ejaculate
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Mischievous kitty fetus
Black fox dog which Japan loves to highlight that it’s color is black.
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A bipedal humanoid preying mantis that was born with scythes for hands destined only to have one word in its verbal vocabulary.
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a flaming hot badger.
:rowlett:
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Wonderful flower frog
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A turtle with pew pew water pistols
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Naked mole rat.
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Edward Scissorhands
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Red fish
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Fat Kangaroo
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Snakey boi controls the weather
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Chunky Fire Ferret
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Top 10 Pokemon celebrity on Fur Affinity
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Math Mice
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The heavens opened up and expelled their wisdom, their truth, and their fury. Deep within the clouds lay a creature - no - a GOD! that would soon rise above them all. Ascended being though it was, it dimmed its greatness by turning blue, so as to be recognized for the skies and dim its light. Mistaken for a Dragon, it shed its wings and made their remnants their fins, declaring their sovereignty above that of mere Dragons, befallers to the Fae, as ruler of both water and sky. A large gathering took place and those people would be called, “The First Ones”. It held its mouth agape, not because it was love, but because it also wished to hold all rage and grief in the world, transforming it into hyper energy. Enemies of the First Ones, who would speak ill will of this deity, would soon feel the wrath the worlds rage.
But a war would befall this pinnacle of all that is true, for the enemies outmatched the early power of this beast. And so, they removed it from the sky and befell it to the secluded waters where vibration and thunder roamed ceaselessly through the currents. But none could hear the rage and grief of this marvel. And so, like the prophecies of Uroboros, the Leviathan consumed itself - rage consuming rage - becoming rage itself. Its scales blooming red like the stoked coals that had laid dormant in its heart - beat with the soul of the sun. It shined - radiating the light’s bounty with its true colors. It shed its existence to be born from the heavens, to protect us from its glory, and now, mankind would know the greatness of its grief, the grief of betrayal, the rage of love lost, and the fires it bore in order to shield us.
Legends would fall and return throughout the ages, becoming memory, becoming myth. But the world would one day hear of a man, a descendant of the “First Ones”, who spoke of the first sightings, the first descriptions, and held the first secrets. When the people who saw the glory in this mans’ words approached, they asked what the First Ones saw, what this impossibly incredible wonder looked like.
The man closed his eyes, set in his stature he breathed in, and he said…
“Angry shrimp. Lamprey-looking worm-like thingy with teeth. Something that would make a cameo on a teen network show about aliens and kids.”
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Orange fish with whiskers
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Cubone’s Marowak.
Despite being brought up normally by the hardest hitting Pokémon when you get older you appreciate Cubone more as it relates to your life closer.
[EDIT] Theres an album I listened to called Telepathic With The Decaesed and it bears strong metaphorical resemblence to what we do on here as the basis with who we love.
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Deceased amorphous creature with a tendency to possess household appliances
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