Apr 04, 2011 23:38
[The feed comes on to reveal a blank expression once again.]
It did not take me very long to reach Cherrygrove. I do not understand why it is called Cherrygrove when there are no groves of cherries to be found here. Grooves. Guh-row-vvvs.
[Good evening Johto! It's your favorite weirdo psycho nut job alien again! Ax has made it to and left behind Cherrygrove and is now traveling along Route 30. Abra is sitting on his shoulders holding onto the curly head of hair on it's trainer. Ax doesn't seem to mind. They're getting along better, it seems.]
Hyperbole does not seem able to learn any other moves, and Cherrygrove did not have any "Technical Machines" for purchase. [Ax was not going to admit that he was an incapable teacher for lack of intelligence, but...] If I had my tail blade then it would be simpler. Plur, plur.
Marco, Rachel, an update: I believe that I am now nearly-- neaaarrrrr, lee, halfway to Violet Town. I am stopping to rest for the night. You may reach me if you wish. I will secure the feed.
[And with that the feed clicks off. He wonders if the two have talked at all about the times that they were drawn from yet...]
☼ Evening,
‽ Route 30,
₪ Action,
₪ Video,
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