>>9255426Please do.
Anyway, back to poignant reunions/goodbyes.
Bulbasaur. My first pokemon. In a perfect world, every new trainer will rise through the ranks, forever growing alongside xir starter. Shame the world isn't perfect. Marijuwana always came across as high, but during his life he risked life and limb to protect me. Why couldn't I do the same?
I approach his grave, tears welling up, "I'm sorry, Buddy... I fucked up. There's no going back for you now."
As the grass-type ghost rose from the ground, he looked at his former master tearing up and said, "Ah, don't you motherfucking worry, bro. I'm dead, but unless this shit's gotten to my head worse than I thought, you surely ain't yet. Go ahead. Win that shit. Live life to the motherfucking fullest!"
"I will, Marijuwana. Just like I promised Maria and Ayane, I won't let you down either!"
Though he didn't say much, the few things that Bulbasaur had said were enough to get us all ready to continue on. Nothing can stop us! We COULD and WOULD become the champions, whatever the odds!