IT'S THE FINAL COUNTDOWN (Official's Post):
~We're leaving together, but still it's farewelllllllll~
All right, this is it. You've gotten your proverbial faecal matter together and you've come back to this vast grassland with one Victreebel of a vengeance. You bound onto the open fields, faithful companions in tow, searching for the creature that decimated you and your confidence so badly. You can almost smell the attitude of the creature - 'haha, haha, haahahahahaha'
it's calling to you. You just know you have to find it. Or else you'll be 'That Phanpy Kid'
CAN YOU FEEL THE ELEPHANTRICITY IN THE AIR TONIGHT?!
Dark clouds hang overhead, covering the ceiling of your world in a foggy black blanket. Your Zubat glides freely through the night, feeling right at home in this environment - you and your other companions stumble feebly around in the dark, until your feet come across something. A Lego brick? No.
Steak obtained a flash-light!
You check the battery compartment to see how much juice this thing has left. Not a lot. And the batteries come from another region. Darn. Looks like you won't be using this thing for long.
At least you can see, now. Trees and small shrubbery light up when you turn on the torch, revealing them glistening with fine liquid - looks like it was raining just before you got here. You marvel at the durability of your flash-light - the plastic oozes cold water onto your hands.
"Merp. Merp. Merp."
What a funny sound. It appears to be coming from behind the old oak tree you see ahead of you.