OMG YOU GUYS.

[schlei]

I was always called an HM slave by master. I didn’t quite get what that had meant, but I knew master loved me. I always did my job of cutting, moving, and surfing for my master.

My master reached a new city and entered the gym that was located there. The battle was fierce; I could see that master was having a hard time. My master was just down to two pokemon: myself and his first pokemon Grotle. I wanted to help him, I wanted him to send me out.

He returned Grotle after taking a direct hit, and he sent me out. It was my first battle and I wanted to impress my master. I waited for his orders, but I didn’t hear anything. I turned around and I saw him healing Grotle with a super potion. He didn’t pay any attention to me and I didn’t notice the razor leaf heading straight for my face.

I blacked out. I woke up to see that my master had won his badge. He was praising his other pokemon for a job well done, except for me.

It almost seemed like my job was just to take a hit. But master wouldn’t be that cruel.

/crais
Also, why would you take an HM slave to a gym battle? GYM BATTLES HAVE TERRAINS THAT NEED HMS NOW?! /haven't played Pokemon seriously since G/S

Comments

[soundforce.livejournal.com]

I waited for his orders, but I didn’t hear anything. I turned around and I saw him healing Grotle with a super potion.

does it make me a terrible person for laughing really hard when i got to this part ROFL /o\

[master-kogane.livejournal.com]

how mean ;_;

Also, why would you take an HM slave to a gym battle?
lol, that was my second thought as well. Stupid trainer.

[pharna.livejournal.com]

All I can think of is....



DERP.

[breyzyyin.livejournal.com]

Aww, poor Pokemon. :(