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[sketch_m_all]

[Have one Pokemon Watcher/assistant to the great Professor Oak, roaming around the failwhale! He looks very confused to be here. Don't we all? Tracey's still holding a can of Pokemon chow in one hand; It was getting close to feeding time.]

This can't be right. I have to get back to the Professor before-

[He freezes when a loud, rumbling

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[theyfollowme]

Tracey!

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[sketch_m_all]

Huh? [That voice! Could it be?]

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[sketch_m_all]

Ash! It's really you!

[theyfollowme]

Man, I haven't seen ya in ages. How've you been?

[mischiefbreeder]

That thing? Dunno. Sounds like somethin' weird, at least.

[sketch_m_all]

It must be something big if it can cause the land to shake like that. [He's musing this more to himself than to Gold, really.]

[mischiefbreeder]

Sounds like a sick Wailord tryin' to breed with a Skitty.

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[sketch_m_all]

A sick Wailord trying to... [He trails off, his mind blinded by that mental image.]