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I saw there was a "Continue" option, so I figured I'd do what tha fuck mah playas did wit used game n' peep what tha fuck tha previous balla had done.
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I blinked up in surprise. No, biatch? What do you mean no, biatch? Da game wouldn't let me continue no matter what, though on tha fourth attempt, I heard tha Charizard cry, on tha down-low n' barely audible yo, but there, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin' thru fo'sho. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Shruggin it off, I decided ta just hit New Game, like I would have done afta checkin tha oldschool file anyway.
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Curious, I saw dat schmoooove muthafucka had tha starter amount of scrilla, no badges yo. Dude didn't be lookin like red though, his afro was longer, almost reachin halfway down his back, Redz usual smile replaced wit a cold-ass lil Kool & Tha Gang smirk yo. Honestly, I found dis sprite much coola than Red.
Next I checked up his Pokemon, a single Charmander, level five, named "Miki". Nothang was odd bout
Returnin ta tha game, I strutted bout tha room, noticin Stevenz long afro was present on tha back of mah trainer sprite when mah back was turned ta tha camera. I didn't recognize tha crib yo, but I descended tha stairs ta peep mo' n' mo' n' mo'. Downstairs was another trainer, whoz ass was rappin ta me tha instant I came down.
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Things started ta git weird though as soon as I reached Lavender Hood. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. I know, I know, Lavender Hood is tha focus behind every last muthafuckin creepy rap n' tha like yo, but dat shiznit was tha only place dat was noticeably different. There was no Crew Rocket invasion, which I found odd, though I did remember dis was a year up in tha past, so tha invasion wouldn't occur until Redz time. I tried ta enter Pokemon tower, aimin ta git a Ghastly yo, but thatz when it go odd.
Steven: I have no reason ta be
Steven wouldn't go tha fuck into Pokemon Tower no matter what tha fuck I done did. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! This was weird, I mean hell, there be a mazillion places up in Kanto you straight-up have no need ta be, lil random houses wit not a god damn thang but lil pimps NPCs fo' example.
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When tha screen came back, dat shiznit was all up in tha doggy den again, tha two brothers chillin all up in tha computer, conversin wit each other.
Steven: I don't want
Mike: Come on, I just gotta borrow her fo' a second ta finish tha Pokedex, tha entry won't regista unless she recognizes me as masta fo' just a second. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka!
Steven: But she mah
Mike: I promise I be bout ta give her back, come on, please?
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That made me jump, tha sudden noise resonatin up in mah silent bedroom, bangin cuz of tha volume bein way up. Lookin all up in tha screen, I noticed tha game had seemed ta freeze, Miki still up in mid-trade yo, but tha game wasn't bustin anything.
With a sigh, I just turned off tha game, wonderin when mah last save was. When tha game turned back on, I stared fo' a moment all up in tha start screen, there was no Charizard next ta tha trainer n' shit. Upon pressin start, I saw tha New Game option was absent, leavin only Continue. This
My fuckin jaw dropped at what tha fuck I was greeted with.
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Dude had no scrilla yo. Dude had no badges yo. His play time was 8,795 hours, which was impossible as I had only 30 logged up in before. But dat wasn't tha strangest part.
His picture, tha picture of tha thugged-out, Kool & Tha Gang lil' trainer
Gulping, I brought up tha trainer card again, his thugged-out lil' picture was gettin worse. Every step I took, dat schmoooove muthafucka hung his head mo' n' more, his shoulder slumped, his thugged-out lil' punk-ass bent over n' shit. By tha time I had exited tha tower, da thug was on his knees, handz ta his wild lil' face, afro draped across his muthafuckin ass.
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"Is you OK?"
"Still mournin I
"Everythang is ghon be
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Steven never replied ta them, n' they all simply holla'd tha same thangs over n' over n' shit. I couldn't put tha game down now, dis was all so strange. Curious, I headed off tha fuck into tha tall grass, n' eventually gots tha fuck into a funky-ass battle wit a Rattatta. No Pokemon was busted out, just Stevenz sprite. I was wonderin how tha fuck I'd battle.
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My fuckin frustration was mixin wit tha wack atmosphere of all this, makin tha experience all together unnervin n' uncomfortable yo, but I couldn't tear mah dirty ass away. I was startin ta git a lil' bit mad salty though, no muthafucka spittin some lyrics ta me anythang besides givin me they condolences n' tryin ta give me shit like LEMONADE or COFFEE, each kicked it wit with:
Steven:
I slapped mah dirty ass fo' idiocy, suddenly realizin how tha fuck tha likely answer was right up in front of me, Pallet Hood of course biaaatch! When I went there though, which took a long-ass time, havin ta strutt, no Pokemon ta fly with, no bicycle ta ride, n' Steven only seemed ta move half tha regular movement speed, it wasn't much different. I first tried rappin' ta Prof. Oak.
"These thangs
Next I tried Bluez sister.
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Redz momma wouldn't even rap ta me at all. With nowhere else up in mind ta go, I strutted ta tha westside, findin tha doggy den from tha beginning, which I had never entered since leavin Pallet Hood. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Inside was Mike yo, but rappin' ta his ass was just as useless.
Mike: I be soopa-doopa
I pondered fo' a moment if dis straight-up was tha ending, Steven doomed ta do not a god damn thang but roam Kanto up in misery, hustled by tha memories, forced ta dig everyonez concerns bout his muthafuckin ass fo' realz. As a last ditch effort ta do anything, I went ta tha bedroom n' strutted over ta tha bed.
Steven: I be goin ta
Da screen faded ta black fo' a moment yo, but then slowly faded back in, tha ghetto havin a funky-ass black tint ta it, tha Mikez sprite layin up in tha other bed, I assumed dis meant dat shiznit was night.
Steven: I be goin ta do
Do what, biatch? Again, I had no idea, tried inspectin every last muthafuckin thang up in tha room, not a god damn thang happened. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! As soon as I left tha house, another dialogue.
Steven: IT can brang her
What up in tha hell was IT, biatch? Somethang dat could do anything, I couldn't fo' tha game of me figure it out. Wanderin about, I tried ta leave Pallet Hood tha usual way.
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Dude wouldn't go any further, I tried tha cribs.
Steven: Screw dem
I quirked mah eyebrow at that, forgettin fo' a moment dis was not a real Pokemang game, tha vulgaritizzle just took me off guard. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I continued ta look around yo, but there was nowhere I could go, until I accidentally stepped on tha ocean, n' Steven strutted right in, only tha upper half of his sprite visible, like tha swimmers you encounter up in tha Cerulean gym. I didn't give a fuck his schmoooove ass could
Steven: Da missin
Missin one, biatch? I paused fo' a moment, no, his schmoooove ass couldn't possibly
Wild MISSINGNO rocked up!
Steven: Dat shit iz
Wild MISSINGNO was caught!
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What tha hell, biatch? Steven didn't do anything, he just commanded dat atrocitizzle of fucked up data ta join him, no, become his thugged-out lil' possession, n' it done did. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I was gettin mo' n' mo' disturbed by dis all, checkin tha start menu, I saw MissingNo was not up in mah party yo, but instead a item, makin thangs even stranger n' shit. I checked tha trainer card as well. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Steven has his back ta me, his fuckin long afro draped behind him, his handz up in his thugged-out lil' pockets, not a god damn thang else.
Rememberin what tha fuck da perved-out muthafucka holla'd all up in tha start of dis night, I realized what tha fuck I had ta
I surfed ta land n' made mah way northeast to, where else, Lavender Hood. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch fo' realz. Along tha way, I noticed all tha trainers, oddly still up at dis hour, wouldn't peep Steven, all of dem turnin when he passed, even dem dat was normally static. I tried rappin' ta one of tha fools up in tha guard-house type buildings.
"Just
They all holla'd tha same thang, though one busted chills down mah spine.
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It took a eternitizzle ta reach Pokemon Tower yo, but I gots there eventually, takin a thugged-out deep breath n' headin toward tha tombstone, I remembered which one, tha image of Steven standin before dat shiznit was burned tha fuck into mah mind afta all. First, I tried inspectin dat shit.
Steven:
Nothang happened. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! With a gulp, I opened tha menu n' selected MissingNo from tha bag.
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I was reminded of when Prof. Oak would magically rap dat you couldn't bust a Key Item somewhere, like when rockin tha bicycle up in a funky-ass building, though tha message dis time was different, even worse, Steven responded ta dat shit.
Steven: In a ghetto dat cheated me, why should I play
Steven used "It"!
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I couldn't look away, mah eyes glued ta his, not breakin contact fo' some time. My fuckin vision was gettin blurry until I couldn't peep straight-up well, mah grill grew wet. I was bustin up, like a funky-ass baby.
There was not a god damn thang I could do ta hold back tha tears. I was wit dis pimp from tha start, I built his ass up ta pimped outness, n' was then forced ta peep his fuckin lil' decline afta a tragic accident, n'
I peeped his ass go insane.
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->STATUS<br />
"Its
->SWITCH<br />
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->CLOSE<br />
"...No..."
->STRANGLE
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My fuckin fingers bobbin, I selected STRANGLE, n' tha menu closed, showin Steven up in tha room again.
S!3v3n: Peace
SNAP!
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Dat shiznit was as it had been when I first popped it in. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch fo' realz. A trainer n' a Charizard. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I attempted ta hit continue.
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