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“Here are your Pokeballs, Young Brash Hero Peridot,” said Professor Pearl. “Go out, fling your body against lightning and fire, and catch evolution's most HORRIBLE mistakes!”
“I will! I shall become the supreme trainer of this world like no being has before me!” Peridot said. “And I shall do it with my master strategy! But first I’m going to need that water starter!”
With her Squirtle named Lapis Jr. in tow, Peridot set out to defeat enough Pokemon trainers until she became Pokemon President. Or Champion. Whatever.
Suddenly, Peridot’s rival Jasper lept out of a bush. She’s ugly and I hate her.
“I CHALLENGE YOU TO A POKEMON FIGHT, DESPITE MY LACK OF SKILL” Jasper said unintelligently.
“Time to employ my master strategy!” Peridot said, clenching her fist.
“GO, BULBASAUR!” shouted Jasper as raised her arm to throw her Pokeball.
“GO, GUN!” shouted Peridot as she whipped out her laser gun and shot Jasper in the face, destroying her physical form instantly.
All her Pokeballs clattered to the ground. Peridot scooped them up and strapped them to her belt.
Apparently no one had ever thought to try that before but Peridot did because she is a genius and innovative!