You must bury your Pokémon!
[It's been a few days since his not so awesome encounter with a certain Mew. Since then, Red had left without a word to any of his newly acquainted friends. He was in denial at first. His party couldn't be dead. They were just unconscious.
However using revives, max revives and even the Pokemon Center did nothing to help. It felt all too surreal when Red had finally stopped near a cliff. Or how he had dug up six graves for his pokemon with his bare hands. He had been digging since evening. If it weren't for the fact that his hands hurt, and that it was soiled from both dirt and blood from his cracked and chipped finger nails he wouldn't have believed it. By the time each one of them were buried completely Red finally stops and plops himself in front of their make shift graves.]
......sorry. Don't have any incense.
However using revives, max revives and even the Pokemon Center did nothing to help. It felt all too surreal when Red had finally stopped near a cliff. Or how he had dug up six graves for his pokemon with his bare hands. He had been digging since evening. If it weren't for the fact that his hands hurt, and that it was soiled from both dirt and blood from his cracked and chipped finger nails he wouldn't have believed it. By the time each one of them were buried completely Red finally stops and plops himself in front of their make shift graves.]
......sorry. Don't have any incense.