I’m putting all my faith into humanity’s goodness, and hoping I get a Swirlix holding a Whipped dream in exchange for mine on the GTS. Fingers crossed.
Mother: What is that Pokemon DOING?!
Me: No, he’s not… it’s… here let me show you his front sprite. He’s…
Me: He’s idly twisting his nipples.
Lydia (http://lydiallama.tumblr.com/) and I played a ‘design pokemon trainers’ game a little while ago. One day I want to make a darker comic set in the world of Pokemon. I’m tired of every story in that universe starting off with a kid waking up and getting his starter Pokemon from a professor. There should be one that starts with a strange girl walking into a frostbitten town without a coat, and the only person who speaks her language is an even stranger boy.