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I've sorta been on a wallpaper tear so bear with me if this is too large but it fits my screen.

It's no shock I love Pokémon, so I put together a team of my 6 favorites, a little bit about themselves and how I captured them.

First on my team is Farfetch'd, or as he's known to the rest, "Ol' Scarfetch'd." Once the greatest swordsduck of the Mallardmune dojo, he was betrayed by his chief rival Czarfetch'd, a pompous, uni-browless Farfetch'd who burned down their dojo and murdered their master. A grand duel between the two took place in Ilex Forest. Scarfetch'd, so enraged by his masters murder was unable to defeat Czarfetch'd, and lost an eye in the trying. Czarfetch'd's whereabouts are unknown, but Scarfetch'd will never rest until his masters spirit is at rest. I found him drunk in a seedy Pokémon Center, and promised if he fought for me I would help him get revenge.

Farfetch'd M.
Leaf Blade
Slash
Night Slash
Air Slash


Hitmontwist grew up on the mean streets of Saffron City. As a young Tyrogue, his biggest hero was Hitmuhammon Ali. Ali was the greatest fighter of his day, having been world champion over 50 times. Tyrogue vowed to prove himself to Ali and become his protoge. At the Fighting Gym in Saffron, Tyrogue defeated everyone who stood in his way. Ali was impressed, and took Tyrogue under his wing and trained him to fight. Soon it was time for Tyrogue to evolve, into Hitmonlee just like his hero as he had always dreamed. But something went wrong, and Tyrogue began to feel dizzy. He felt a horn grow on his head, and a tail from his behind. "Hitmontop." he thought. "I am becoming a Hitmontop, what's happening!? Sensei!" He called, "What's happening? I don't want to be Hitmontop! I want to be like you!"

His teacher scoffed. "You think you could be like me? Yeah. You're good kid. That's why I made sure your defense and attack were the same, so you'd evolve into Hitmontop. Hitmuhammon Ali suffers no rivals fool. I couldn't risk you becoming good enough to defeat me." Hitmontops world was spinning, he wanted to fight. He wanted to cry. He wanted to put his new horn right through Ali's balls. He charged, but Ali's two Granbull bodyguards stopped him. They gave him a savage beating and left him in the street. Newly orphaned, Hitmontwist(as he now called himself)wandered depressed and alone. He would never be a Hitmonlee now. He would never have a chance to defeat Ali as a Hitmontop. When I found him he was training himself to fight upright instead of upside down like most Himtontops.


Hitmontop M
Rapid Spin
Fake Out
Mach Punch
Sucker Punch


Hitmontwist is most jealous of Breloom, because of his superior fighting ability. Originally known as #10, Breloom was born under the regime of the Immortal Heavenly Dictator God of Johto. Breloom was number 10 of the mad despots all Breloom Praetorian guard. Economic and political issues forced a coup and the once believed Immortal was overthrown and assassinated. Many of his fellow Brelooms died defending their master, as Breloom would have as well had he not been accidentally Spored in a sparring match earlier. He awoke to the sound of explosions and Self-Destructs. Running to the throne room, he saw the scattered bodies of his former friends. Onto the lifeless form of his King he came. These wounds had been made with a leak, he thought. That could only mean one thing. He searched for the assassin but found no trace. Wandering without purpose for days, Breloom collapsed on the side of the road, quivering with Pokérus. That's when I caught him.

Breloom M
Spore
Focus Punch
Seed Bomb
Substitute


Weezing began life as an orphan. He was found on the streets of Ever Grande City by Mr. Weezeshaw, a wealthy gentleman from Hoenn. Taken to the Weezeshaw estate, "Weezering Heights", Koffing was given the name Koffcliff by Mr. Weezeshaw. Among Mr. Weezeshaw's household was his eldest daughter Kofferine Weezeshaw. Koffcliff and Koffy became inseparable, and as they grew they fell in love. Koffy could not marry Koffcliff, as he had no property or status. She chose to marry Koffgar Weezington, the handsome son of a neighboring family. Koffcliff became enraged upon hearing this, and vowed Koffy would be his or no one else's.

(I should point out that I believe Koffings evolve into Weezings when two Koffings fall in love and join together in marriage, that's why they're so frowny and vomiting all the time.)

On Koffy's wedding night, Koffcliff snuck in through her bedroom window and impersonates Koffgar. Oblivious because all Koffings look the same, Koffcliff and Koffy are joined and evolve into Weezing. Then I threw a Pokéball in their bed and caught them.

Weezing M
Will-O-Wisp
Thunderbolt
Sludge Bomb
Explosion

Blastoise grew up among Pokécriminals. His father was a made mon. His uncle was a made mon. It was only natural he follow in their shells and join the Pokénostra, or Monfia. Because of his natural ability as an enforcer, he rose quickly from Squirtle assosciate to personal bodyguard and assassin of Don Vito Honchkrowleone himself. Dubbed "Luca Blasti" his name instilled fear in the other crime families of Kanto. On a special mission, Luca met under the guise of disloyalty, with a new member of the Tyranitatalligia family. Absolozzo was a villainous Pokémon, even for organized crime. He saw through Luca's scheme and stabbed him in the chest and head, tossed him into a sewer and left him for dead. The Tyranitatalligia family sent a Magikarp wrapped in newspaper the next morning. Luca Blasti sleeps with the Magikarps, was it's message.

Luca had survived worse, and pulled himself out of the sewer. Trudging his way back to the Honchkrowleone mansion, he realized this was his chance to finally break free of his predestined roll as a bully and assassin. I threw a Pokéball at the back of his head and now I make him fight other Pokémon.


Blastoise M
Yawn
Rapid Spin
Protect
Surf


When I began my life as a Pokémon trainer, the weird old Professor who lived in my two house town gave me an Abra as my starter. I gave him a look of contempt, but he assured me Abra was useful because the only move it knew was Teleport. I told him I hated him and when Abra evolved and got spoons I was going to come back and spoon out his eyeballs. As unhappy as I was with Abra, he did his best to try and cheer me up. Teleporting here and there, he entertained me as we walked to the first gym. Just then, a Shorts Boy appeared and demanded a battle, as he was training hard to be the very best. I had looked him in the eye so I could not refuse. He began with an above average Rattata, perhaps even in the top 20 percentile of Rattatas. I encouraged Abra and told him I believed in him, but he had used up all the PP for Teleport entertaining me. He had no moves left and began the battle by struggling. Rattata attacked with a savage Hyper Fang which sunk deep into Abras neck. Blood splattered everywhere as I rushed to his side. The Shorts Boy looked on in horror, and vowed never try to be a good battler ever again. He later grew up to be Brock. Abra exhaled for the last time and fainted the ultimate faint. I left him in the grove where he lost. That night as I slept, I was visited by a Haunter. Having no Pokémon with me, I was afraid he would Curse me. He descended into my campfire and slept there all night. In the morning, he was still with me. I opened my former Abra's Pokéball and encouraged him to get in. He did, and I continued on my journey.

At the Pokémon center I thought I should call Professor Idiotree and tell him that I killed his Abra from neglect. When I told him though, he sounded puzzled, and said that Abra had been dead for 20 years. It had belonged to him when he was a young trainer and had been killed in a battle with a Murkow. Abra had been holding an Everstone, and no one had thought to remove it from him before they buried him. He was never allowed to evolve into the afterlife. The Professor must have given me Abra's old Pokéball by mistake, and it was still haunted. I said, "You're a jerk. Take back your dead Pokémon." I traded him Haunter for a nice Bidoof. Later that week I got a call from my Mom saying the Professor was dead and his head had been bitten off by something with a huge mouth and sharp teeth. I said, "Wow that's awesome." Later I went to check up on how Bidoof was progressing with his training, when I noticed he didn't have a head. Gengar appeared above his bloody headless corpse and smiled at me.


Gengar M
Shadow Ball
Thunderbolt
Focus Blast
Destiny Bond

I don't believe all Ghost Pokémon are dead living Pokémon, just that Ghastly, Haunter, and Gengar are dead Abras, Kadabras, and Alakazams.

*Changed myself pretty hard, it was in need of it*
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Jdrawer01's avatar
I can't believe it's taken me years to notice, but your Blastoise doesn't have cannons.