if i could live in any fictional world, i’d live in the pokemon world. low key solar punk world full of nature-loving, science-enthustiasts living generally in harmony with the world around them? the genuine love and appreciation of all things pokemon? the implication of extreme safety and trust that has to exist in a world where little kids are practically expected to go on extended adventures? gimme that shit. i’m tired of living in a dystopia, i want to form deep emotional connections with a trapinch
she was telling them team skull members are banned from mantine surfing, because they keep trying to dance while surfing and falling off
not because they’re part of a group of pokemon thieves or anything, just because they’re that bad at surfing and people are tired of having to rescue them