Your name is Barry Hanson and you have learned a lot about yourself.
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☾ — Tch. Just another one of the trainers that constantly tried to capture the nightmare being. It hadn’t happened in a while, but was still annoying, nonetheless. Why couldn’t they just leave the legendary in peace…
“Do you honestly think I will just let you cram me into one of your mystic spheres? You are sorrily mistaken. Leave now, before things get rash." Darkrai wouldn’t do anything harmful - put the boy to sleep at the worst - but if he used his own team, things would begin to turn sour, fast.
”Well… no, not really,“ you admit, rubbing your neck. ”But of course, no Pokémon comes easily If you’d just give me a chance to battle you, I’d show you!“
Your listening skills are just awful. Darkrai made it quite clear it didn’t want you to try anything and that it wanted you to leave. The smart idea would be to flee, yet you still remain confident you can catch the thing.
Oh man. This was the big time. This was the best and rarest Pokémon you will have ever caught. Darkrai, the Nightmare Pokémon. You were so excited but yet very nervous, and your nerves only increase when it addresses you. You had no idea it could talk. “U-Um, well! I was planning on catching you and… uh, y'know! Trainer stuff!”
Trying to explain to the Pokémon you want to catch that you’re attempting to catch it is weird and awkward. Besides, it’s not like Darkrai is going to say “Oh, all right! Fire away!” because that’s just dumb. You’re dumb.
