Dear Ryan, Can you make a horror skit about how it feels to be a Pokemon?
Pikachu Ryan: Come on, please, Mom?
Momma Pikachu Arden: *sigh* I don't know.
It's gonna be dark soon.
Pikachu: But I'm not even gonna go that far!
And I'll be back before dinner! I promise.
*Momma Pikachu sighs*
What are the rules?
Pikachu: Oh! Um
No fighting, stay away from the city ,
And be back before it's dark!
See? I got it!
Momma Pikachu: And?
Pikachu: And..
Momma Pikachu: And if you see a human?
Pikachu: Come on, there's never been any--
Momma Pikachu: AND IF YOU SEE A HUMAN?
Pikachu: If I see a human, I will run away.
(Momma Pikachu sighs)
Momma Pikachu: Be back before dinner.
Pikachu: THANKS MOM!
(Pikachu laughs)
Growing up in the Viridian was,
Well , normal.
We were in the deepest part of the forest,
So there weren't many other pokemon around.
It was quiet...
peaceful...
nothing really ever happened.
At least, that's what I thought...
Pikachu: MOOOM! I'M BACK!
Mom..?
Mom, why.. why's all the things in the front--
*GASP*
AH!
Momma Pikachu: ..Run..
Pikachu: AH AH AH
*ZAP*
*Pikachu crying*
PIKACHU...
I...
CHOOSE.. YOUUUUU...
Pikachu: AAAAAAAAAH!!!
*loud crowd cheering*
Ready, kid?
Pikachu: NANI?
Let's just get this battle over with.
Pikachu: Battle? I-I don't want to battle you though.
You don't get a choice.
*punch*
*bell rings*
Nurse Joy: And.. there we go!
All better!
Lemme go and get your trainer for you.
This your first time?
Pikachu: The hell's going on?
I was just all beat up and..
now I'm..
That human that just left.
She healed us.
Pikachu: Why would a human try to help us?
HELP US?
*scoffs*
You got a lot to learn..
They make us fight until the brink of death.
Just before one of us dies, they heal us.
Nurse Joy: And there we go.
All better!
They make us do it all over again.
Nurse Joy: And there we go!
All better!
Pikachu: But why don't you guys just NOT fight?
You don't HAVE to obey them.
Don't you think we've tried that?
THEY BREAK YOU.
Pikachu: LET ME OUTTTTTTTT
You don't know what it's like to be stuck in that ball
for weeks, months, even YEARS.
Nothing to do.. nothing to see...
No one to talk to.
You start to forget yourself.
Pikachu: Ash is my Master...
Who you are.. where you're from..
I'd much rather fight every day of for the rest of my life,
for these 2-3 minutes of freedom.
Than to be stuck in that ball..
..and lose myself.
Echos: All Better!
Echos: Really hoped to see you today!
Pikachu: LET ME OUT, I KNOW YOU HEAR ME!
*screams and flashbacks*
PIKACHU.. I.. CHOOSE.. YOU...
Pikachu: *shaking* N-no..
Pikachu: Mom?
*smack*
*overlapping nurse voices*
Pikachu: MOM! STOP!
FIGHT! OR YOU'LL NEVER COME OUT OF THAT BALL AGAIN!
*flashbacks*
*intense fighting*
(Pikachu, shaking and sobs)
Pikachu: I'm sorry, Mom..
Pikachu: I'm so sorry..
Gotta Catch Em Allll... *evil laughter*
TEEHEE!