not just, like, running around drop-kicking them into walls
This is an image that probably shouldn't make me want to laugh but does.
I love Mitchell's description of Pokémon battles as 'pissing matches with complete strangers'! It is both spot-on as a description and exactly the phrasing he would use. And his objection on the grounds of cruelty; part of the trouble I'm having in writing this fic is mentally getting past the fact that Pokémon battles are in essence fairly horrible things.
"Oh, I bet you did as well," says Charlie, looking appalled.
Hee!
Except David looks so stricken every time his Pokemon takes a hit, even if it's just a gentle one - and his Graveler didn't half look confused when Charlie told him to tone it down a bit - that Charlie ends up feeling like the bastard.
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This is an image that probably shouldn't make me want to laugh but does.
I love Mitchell's description of Pokémon battles as 'pissing matches with complete strangers'! It is both spot-on as a description and exactly the phrasing he would use. And his objection on the grounds of cruelty; part of the trouble I'm having in writing this fic is mentally getting past the fact that Pokémon battles are in essence fairly horrible things.
"Oh, I bet you did as well," says Charlie, looking appalled.
Hee!
Except David looks so stricken every time his Pokemon takes a hit, even if it's just a gentle one - and his Graveler didn't half look confused when Charlie told him to tone it down a bit - that Charlie ends up feeling like the bastard.
Oh, this is just adorable.