Humans have strange concepts. I have read some books they have actually made before, once young, now older, and each time, I was confused, and quiet honestly, grossed out.

They enslaved their own kind because of a slight color difference, and treated them like Pokemon. And once an opposing side fought against this, they had to close these businesses down, I guess. But they remained salty with different skin colors and treated them lesser, just because of some color. I can relate, kind of.. I think I am being mocked by others around me because I am not human. I hear from other Gardevoirs that their human coworkers at their jobs are given money, but they aren’t..?

I type this all out on a blank Word document. I enjoy being able to keep my ideas saved onto this computer I was given.

Shutting it, I place it beside me on this bench and look around the park. I was still getting used to this city, due to the fact I kept getting shifted around because of overcrowding, I would assume.. My eyes roll. I enjoyed Florida, i thought the beaches were pretty swag. I chuckle. Swag, what a weird word.

Being shifted around is tiring, and it may be the worst business practice I have ever seen, this whole "Pokealife" practice is stupid. It doesn’t work, I feel.

Is this what lvl. 100 Pokemon do now? Do they just sit here on a park bench and bitch about things they don’t exactly “get”? Do they too also copy what humans are doing and scroll through the Twitter timeline on their phone and acknowledge how better the people they follow have it in life?

I lay on my back and make an attempt to move the part of my hair that is falling in front of my right eye, but it is so futile since it will only go back into place. Whatever, I can sense what is on the screen anyway.

The chip in my neck is itching.. Why itch now when it is so warm and cozy out?

The three, pointy white digits scratch vigorously at the blinking square, it feels like I might knock the chip out, but nothing ever happens. How can a little chip contain me this much? Where did they even put it?

I hear the recognizable sound of a Pokédex, repeating some abilities of a Pokemon, and the Lvl. 100. It kept going for a while. I can’t even force this, this is pretty aggravating.

Sitting up, my eyes narrowed judgingly, I see this wide eyed human, definitely unable to beat the height of 7'9, a bit of air escapes as they hold something in, then they fumble for something in a fanny pack.. That’s a Pokeball, a master Pokeball. Oh Arceus. Suddenly I am hit in the face with this compressed lasso, and then left in darkness. I push as hard as possible but it is too reinforced.. My back hurts.. MY BACK IS HURTING!

Then I am back on the bench, flipped the other direction however, laying on top of my laptop. I pick my phone up off the ground and stand up, stretching myself out.. I was considerably skinny but why would that bother me? I hear them making absolutely ecstatic sounds.. I feel my green eyebrow automatically raise, a confused sound leaves my mouth. Then suddenly I feel something change. The chip in my neck makes a little beep and- I teleport to an open field.. I have to cover my mouth due to a strong surge in my body..

I stand there, towering, for a moment before coming back to where I was. You didn’t even seem to notice I disappeared. I think I was just given abilities. And I may have just been adopted.

I place my white hand on your mouth and finally say something,

"I- I don’t understand- I don’t get it- what just.. Happened..? What did you do to me?" I hope my voice didn’t sound.. Weird. I find it pretty soothing myself..