User blog:Kgman04/I'm doing one too. Shut up.

I finished a LeafGreen Nuzlocke about a week ago, and when Reddy's blog popped up (followed by about 8 others), it got me all excited, and now I want to do another Nuzlocke. c: I'm doing to try to make this more interesting so that you guys aren't just reading text and death and such.

You know the rules already, the other 10 million blogs have them. >.> First pokemon you encounter in an area is the only one that can be caught. If you kill it, tough balls. Only thing that strays away from this rule is shiny pokemon, but what are the chances of that? 1/8192. Yeah.

Once your pokemon faints, it is "dead." You can either release them or store them in the PC for the rest of eternity. I personally don't like to release my pokemon, I just keep them in the last box in the PC and rename that box to "My Homiez." Also, when I'm done with the Nuzlocke, I like to take them out and train them.

Also, I will warn you, I save up all of my money until the end, and buy about 1000 Full Restores for the Elite 4. o_o

Well, here we go!

Oh, and I'm doing Pokemon Platinum.

Trainer Info

 * Name: Jenny (yes, I'm a girl, yolo)
 * Rival: Gavin
 * Current Place: Twinleaf Town (first town)
 * Badges: 0

Bad Commentary
First Update (8/8/12 - 3:55pm)

Alright. Hi, Prof. Rowan. Wazzup, gurl? I see it's a thing with you professors that every new player seems to be androgynous to you. Whatever. I'll say I'm a girl named Jenny, but I'm actually not. But it's not like you'd know that. How is he even a professor? Alright. My rival looks fabulous, I must say. I love his hair. I'm gonna name him Gavin, since that's a gross name.

Alright, some TV thingy about a red Gyarados. Because shiny pokemon are just so common. Okay, my rival just burst into my room. Cool. I'm reporting you for invasion of privacy-- why are you on my PC? Leave. "OK? Jenny, if you're late, I'm fining you $10 million!" ... What have you been smoking? And can I have some? Wait, what? There isn't a potion waiting in my PC this time around?! ARGH.

Okay. Okay. That's cool. Going downstairs. Hi, mom! Why was Gavin in our house in the first place?! "Don't go into the tall grass! Pokemon will attack you! It would be okay if you had your own Pokemon, but you don't, so..." Wow, my mom's actually kind of cool. Spiteful. But cool. At least she's better than Professor Oak, who appears out of nowhere and tackles you down when you take a single step into the tall grass.

Alright. Twinleaf Town. That's a relatively cool name. I'm just gonna walk into the lab and-- OW. Gavin, you really need to watch where you're going. Wait, that was your house? Ugh, gross. Oh, great, he forgot something. I'll just go on ahead and meet you at the lab-- some stranger is telling me to talk to Gavin. WHY? Whoa, Gavin, your room looks exactly like mine. Except backwards. And with a terrible color scheme. Remind me to become your interior decorator after I beat the Elite 4. What is it with you and threatening to give me a $10 million fine?!

I'm out of that sad excuse for a house. Not once did I talk to Gavin's mom. She must think I'm dating him. Ew. Okay, there's Gavin. This idiot thinks if you run quickly through the grass, you won't run into any pokemon. Please. I've tried that so many times. On a bike. Wait, we're really gonna do this?! No, you idiot, don't-- Oh, hi, Prof. Rowan. Awkward pause. Hi. He's talking to himself. We can hear you, y'know.

He's literally trash-talking us right in front of our faces. WE CAN HEAR YOU. I KNOW HOW TO READ SUBTITLES. First he can't tell apart a boy from a girl, now he thinks we're deaf. Aw, Gavin, you want me to have a Pokemon and not you? That's sweet. Stupid, but sweet. Maybe we should date. Kidding.

Hi, Lucas! You seem cooler than Gavin. Oooh, a briefcase! With pokemon! I like this. And I get to pick one?!? ... Third generation deja vu. Anywho. Let's see, let's go from left to right. Turtwig... ehhh... what else do we have...? Chimchar... I do enjoy monkeys... Piplup! OHMIGOSH YOU'RE SO CUTE YOU'RE MINE. ... Really, Gavin? You pick Turtwig? Maybe I should've chosen Chimchar... are you kidding me?! You would've chosen Piplup? Well, what if I chose Turtwig? ... You would've chosen Chimchar... Alright, then. You officially suck.

Welp, bye, Prof. Rowan and Lucas! Gavin, you want to battle?!? Gah! See, this is why I chose not to date you! This counts as domestic violence! Alright, Piplup, let's see what you can do... Pound and Growl. A'ight. I'll pound Turtwig to death. And Turtwig decides to spam Withdraw. Awesome. I'm pretty sure I'm doing about 1HP damage with every hit. Good thing I have 35 of these. Okay, Turtwig, you've literally used Withdraw about 6 times now. Now he's attacking?! RUDE. Do you ever miss?! HAH. TURTWIG'S DEAD. SUCK ON THAT. Really, Gavin? Exhausted after one battle?

Now I'm home. Yeah, yeah, Mom.... lecture... talk... "Imagine what the wild would've done to you two." Dat innuendo. Alright... whatever... Thank Professor Rowan? That's so much work, though. Ugh. Oooh, running shoes! This might not be so bad. Okay, mom, you can stop talking now. No one says "nifty" anymore.

... Hang on, I can't even nickname my Piplup?!? This blows... until next time.