You grin and say, "For some one so confident perhaps we should make our battle more interesting"
He takes the bait. "I'll have you know I am a betting man, and you are speaking my language."
You take out the experimental pokeball. "This can turn some one into a pokemon"
He laughs and takes out one of his own. "The professor gave me one too. So your saying looser gets turned into a pokemon. Sounds like fun." He tosses his bag aside and says. "Also winner takes the other persons gear and pokemon... not like they'll be needing it."
2 starters! This just gets better! "Your on." You grab your pokeball and the world seems to shift to give you battling room. You supposed you are in a game so it makes sense. You find yourself throwing your pokeball at the same time as his as thought the world was timing it for you.
His pokemon is a cute eevee girl, with light curves that only empower her adorable charm. She strikes a fighting pose that is simply adorable. Jackpot. Your slowpoke seems to be unamused by the adorable eevee and sits down relaxing even though she is ready to battle. "What a chubby little slowpoke. I hope you like dick cause your going to be sucking it in the future!" the rival yells at you.
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