Having A Champion Time.
Apr. 2nd, 2021 01:09 pmI finished the Pokémon Shield postgame!
The first time I faced Hop in the final battle against him, he actually defeated me: the first and only time I've been defeated in this game. His Zacian took every Pokémon I had down in one shot, without even giving them a chance to attack.
I was weirdly proud of him. Hop! You were a joke at first, and now you've come far enough to beat the Champion! (Good of him to go 'well, obviously you can beat me, come back and we'll battle again' rather than 'I'M CHAMPION NOW.')
( Rambling about the rematch, cut for being of absolutely no interest unless you're into Pokémon. )
I'm very charmed by Hop's lines just before he sends out Zacian: 'I want to see which of us comes out the victor, and yet I also don't ever want this battle to end... That's the kind of strange feeling I'm having! You feel it, too, don't you, Riona?' And then, when I said, 'Yeah!': 'I knew you must! It's kind of embarrassing, but I'm glad it's not just me!'
(You can say 'not really' instead of 'yeah', but I didn't have the heart. Apparently, his response is 'What? It's embarrassing if I'm the only one who's so into this!')
Hop's extremely endearing. I like him so much more than I thought I would. I'm glad; Pokémon games are a lot more fun when you like your rival!
Having finished the game, I celebrated by looking through all my Pokémon, most of which I'd caught too long ago to remember what I'd named them. My favourite discoveries: a Croagunk named Shady Steve, a Timburr named Tim Burton and a Gurdurr named Gur Durton.
Ginger's started playing Disco Elysium, and I've been wandering into their room occasionally to watch them play. The protagonist is an absolute disaster, which I enjoy.
At the beginning of the game, Ginger made the decision to lick a rum stain off a table. The lieutenant looked calmly from the window to Ginger licking the table, then back out of the window. 'What are you doing?' he asked. Ginger's response was 'Investigating.'
You may have heard this already, but there are rumours that fanfiction.net is no longer being actively maintained and may not last much longer. I have no idea whether this is true, but, if you have any writing that only exists on fanfiction.net, I'd recommend backing it up!
Looking back at my earliest writing has made me think about how glad I am that it hasn't been lost, even if it's terrible. It's still an important part of my development, and it still has value, even if a large part of that value is unintentionally comedic. It's worth holding on to your creative efforts, including the ancient and dire ones you can't look at without blushing.
And, hey, even if your older writing doesn't seem great to you, it might still genuinely mean something to somebody. I've been rereading some of my favourite turn-of-the-millennium fics lately, so I'm feeling particularly passionate about the preservation of writing.
There are a handful of fics I deleted from fanfiction.net years ago, Rachel's Pokémon Journey included, and I regret it; what if someone enjoyed them? It's hard to believe anyone found meaning or inspiration in my early writing, but who knows?
(Incidentally, if at any point you're trying to find a particular fic I wrote and you find yourself unable to, let me know and I'll see if I can dig it up for you. Most of the things I've written are publicly available in at least one place, but there are a few that are hidden in dark corners.
As far as I know, of all the fics I've finished and posted over the years, only one has been permanently lost: an extremely bad Rimmer/Rimmer Red Dwarf fic I posted to Yahoo! Groups at the age of maybe fourteen. I don't really remember it at all, but I think I was attempting sexual content well beyond my fourteen-year-old abilities and the results were probably unfortunate.)
The first time I faced Hop in the final battle against him, he actually defeated me: the first and only time I've been defeated in this game. His Zacian took every Pokémon I had down in one shot, without even giving them a chance to attack.
I was weirdly proud of him. Hop! You were a joke at first, and now you've come far enough to beat the Champion! (Good of him to go 'well, obviously you can beat me, come back and we'll battle again' rather than 'I'M CHAMPION NOW.')
( Rambling about the rematch, cut for being of absolutely no interest unless you're into Pokémon. )I'm very charmed by Hop's lines just before he sends out Zacian: 'I want to see which of us comes out the victor, and yet I also don't ever want this battle to end... That's the kind of strange feeling I'm having! You feel it, too, don't you, Riona?' And then, when I said, 'Yeah!': 'I knew you must! It's kind of embarrassing, but I'm glad it's not just me!'
(You can say 'not really' instead of 'yeah', but I didn't have the heart. Apparently, his response is 'What? It's embarrassing if I'm the only one who's so into this!')
Hop's extremely endearing. I like him so much more than I thought I would. I'm glad; Pokémon games are a lot more fun when you like your rival!
Having finished the game, I celebrated by looking through all my Pokémon, most of which I'd caught too long ago to remember what I'd named them. My favourite discoveries: a Croagunk named Shady Steve, a Timburr named Tim Burton and a Gurdurr named Gur Durton.
Ginger's started playing Disco Elysium, and I've been wandering into their room occasionally to watch them play. The protagonist is an absolute disaster, which I enjoy.
At the beginning of the game, Ginger made the decision to lick a rum stain off a table. The lieutenant looked calmly from the window to Ginger licking the table, then back out of the window. 'What are you doing?' he asked. Ginger's response was 'Investigating.'
You may have heard this already, but there are rumours that fanfiction.net is no longer being actively maintained and may not last much longer. I have no idea whether this is true, but, if you have any writing that only exists on fanfiction.net, I'd recommend backing it up!
Looking back at my earliest writing has made me think about how glad I am that it hasn't been lost, even if it's terrible. It's still an important part of my development, and it still has value, even if a large part of that value is unintentionally comedic. It's worth holding on to your creative efforts, including the ancient and dire ones you can't look at without blushing.
And, hey, even if your older writing doesn't seem great to you, it might still genuinely mean something to somebody. I've been rereading some of my favourite turn-of-the-millennium fics lately, so I'm feeling particularly passionate about the preservation of writing.
There are a handful of fics I deleted from fanfiction.net years ago, Rachel's Pokémon Journey included, and I regret it; what if someone enjoyed them? It's hard to believe anyone found meaning or inspiration in my early writing, but who knows?
(Incidentally, if at any point you're trying to find a particular fic I wrote and you find yourself unable to, let me know and I'll see if I can dig it up for you. Most of the things I've written are publicly available in at least one place, but there are a few that are hidden in dark corners.
As far as I know, of all the fics I've finished and posted over the years, only one has been permanently lost: an extremely bad Rimmer/Rimmer Red Dwarf fic I posted to Yahoo! Groups at the age of maybe fourteen. I don't really remember it at all, but I think I was attempting sexual content well beyond my fourteen-year-old abilities and the results were probably unfortunate.)
