So you’ve completed all four of your grand trials. Then go forth to the Pokemon League.
I just want to say, yet again, how utterly disgusted I am by your callous discard of your culture in favor of me-tooing the mainlands’ system. This whole game has been people talking about their glorious traditions and yet when one idiot suggests dumping that all no one else pushes back? (more…)
Okay, so I head through a gauntlet of trainers. The final one, right before the gate, informs me, The altar is just a little farther, so I can’t let you pass easily. Show me everything you’ve got!
The strength = goodness is just so straightfaced. If you aren’t a good enough trainer, I guess you just don’t deserve to see things! (more…)
The first person when I enter the new area is yet another sketchy criminally guy. Trainers and Pokemon should be free! Freedom is good! Freedom is fundamentally incompatible with the entire trainer structure, buddy. (more…)
Well, I’ve been informed I can screw around in a desert instead of doing plot, so let’s go! (more…)
Last time, I got to actually go into one of the ruins for the first time! Nothing much happens, but still, it’s cool. (more…)
Alright, so, to give you an idea of the hole I’ve dug myself into…
My current active-rotation pokemon: (more…)
I start to explore Poni and hit another cutscene immediately. Lillie is standing near a pair of trainers and their pair of pink pokemon. We closeup on the corsola for some reason. (more…)
I exit the room where I have been so cruelly prevented from using a simple teleporter. I attempt to slide sideways around the event flag, but I only get partway along the house before it triggers anyway. (more…)
And now, at the center, it’s Skull friends!
Gladion, in a move all protagonists should take note of, just puts his head down and runs past instead of going through all that nonsense about eyes meeting. (more…)
Gladion: …All right. Let’s go.
We sink down with Faba smirking at us. (more…)
Well, I’ve beaten the boss of graffiti town and he’s run off somewhere new, and there’s no police force so it’s not like him being gone means anything else here changes. (more…)
Bonnibel is still refusing to just walk over the fence. Fine, Bonnibel, be that way. Apparently there’s an area off the red meadow, we’ll go there. (more…)
I decide to make another foray into capturing before continuing.
I nab trubbish, who apparently hang out in the grass around the waste facility that doesn’t use them, and then realize I still don’t have a stufful.
Much suffering commences, but eventually, I get a damn stufful.
I’m sick of playing Moon late and having it be bright noon, and also of missing all the nighttime pokemon, so I change the time settings and then go hunting cleffa. (more…)
My pokemon could stand to level up a bit more, and I’m missing a lot on this island, so I’m going to ignore the event flag and try to add more to the pokedex.
Togedemaru, for example. (more…)
