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Some is ridiculous, wack-ass stories bout dudes dyin afta playin a game, or tha game rappin' ta em.
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I noticed tha game n' axed tha trash playa if I could take it, n' da ruffneck didn't seem ta mind. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Dat shiznit was thrown away afta all. I of course checked wit mah neighbor ta confirm if they straight-up didn't want it, though they seemed perplexed, as if they'd never peeped it up in they game.
Their lil hustla done cooked up a grab fo' it, a lil pimp whoz ass saw tha charizard on tha cover, bustin up like a biatch up "
Thinkin not a god damn thang more, I simply went home, lookin all up in tha cartridgez sticker on tha way. Just a plain oldschool
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Well damn it, dat shiznit was a hack yo. Hacks was neat n' all yo, but they had zero monetary value, tha originals like valuable by now, n' I wanted ta play
Da name was odd however,
Da mo' I thought bout dis though, tha mo' interested I became. My fuckin initial disappointment turned tha fuck into curiosity, I wanted ta know what tha fuck tha creator had made, n' I was goin ta note every last muthafuckin thang I saw. Da first odditizzle I noticed was tha start screen had a Charizard next ta tha trainer instead of a Charmander, also, tha Pokemon never cycled all up in like tha original gangsta versions did, it just stayed Charizard, even afta five minutez of waiting.
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Mike: I promise I be bout ta give her back, come on, please?
->Yes?<br />Fuck dat shit?
I was a lil' bit perplexed, so I hit No ta be cautious.
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Mike: Come on, please?
FUCK DAT SHIT
Mike: Come on, please?
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"Everythang is ghon be aiiiight…"
"Please…
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.
Wild RATTATTA left
Da battle ended without anythang happening. This was certainly interesting, n' it happened wit every last muthafuckin Pokemon I encountered.
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Dude wouldn't go any further, I tried tha cribs.
Steven: Screw
I quirked mah eyebrow at that, forgettin fo' a moment dis was not a real
Steven: Da missin
Missin one, biatch? I paused fo' a moment, no, his schmoooove ass couldn't possibly mean… that, I hadn't tried tha MissingNo trick on dis hack yet yo, but it just fit too well, dat had ta be what tha fuck he meant. I "surfed" all tha way towardz Cinnebar. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. I fuckin started ta feel suttin' was off, mo' so than dis already was. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Silence. Da Lavender Hood theme had stopped, there was no noise at all, nor was there any Pokemon. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. I just kept going, findin Cinnebar n' surfin up n' down tha eastside coast, lo n' behold.
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Wild MISSINGNO rocked up!
Steven:
Wild MISSINGNO was caught!
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They all holla'd tha same thang, though one busted chills down mah spine.
"Sometimes
My fuckin handz was sweatin by dis point, Steven was bout ta try tha impossible, suttin' some would peep as a cold-ass lil crime against nature, which nuff of these playas shared dat opinion. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. I steeled mah dirty ass, itz just a game, n' I was goin ta complete dat shit.
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