Non-Canon Omake: Gotta Kakaratch Them All!
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I enjoyed writing my first stupid joke omake enough that I felt the need to make another one. Please enjoy!
"Welcome to the world of Pokémon! My name is Okra! People call me the Pokémon Professor! This universe is inhabited by creatures called Pokémon! Since we had to flee from the Enemy, we've hidden here on Garenhuld. Our sealing mages have made objects called dragon balls to capture these creatures, and now we train them in the hopes of becoming strong enough to end our exile."
"First, what is your name?"
"Right, so your name is Kakara!"
"This is Clan Vegeta's Scion. He's been your rival since you were a baby. ...Erm, what is his name again?"
"That's right! I remember now! His name is Jaffur!"
"Kakara! Your very own Pokémon legend is about to unfold! A world of dreams and adventures with Pokémon awaits! Let's go!"
On that day, you chose Makuhita to be your first Pokémon. Despite being Scion, your fellow Saiyans had nothing but contempt for you. In their eyes, you were weak. You just didn't like to make Pokémon fight. While you still did your duty as Scion and trained your Makuhita until it evolved into Hariyama, you didn't catch any more Pokémon.
The enormous dragon descends from the sky. You and the other nobles (the only ones allowed to have evolved Pokémon) are gathered to meet it, along with no small number of supporters. As it sets down, roaring its name "Dazarel," your father's Charizard launches a Fire Blast, nearly blinding you. A Water Spout erupts from Yammar's Blastoise, but the attacks are not very effective. Apra's Espeon fires a Psybeam stronger than you've ever seen before, bolstered by a Life Orb, but it has no effect. Before you can even process what's happening and send out your Hariyama, Psychic waves radiate from the Dazarel, leaving you dizzy and stumbling away from the fight.
It's not working. With a little distance, you can see the Dazarel is laughing off the Saiyans' Pokémons' attacks like they're nothing. You know what you need to do.
Setting aside your disgust, you shout for Dandeer: "I need protection while I ready something. Give me a Substitute, a Light Screen, a Reflect!"
"You think I'm not busy right now? Shut the fuck-" You cut her off, shouting for other supporters to assist you. Soon, you're protected by shimmering barriers of energy and a floating Pokémon doll.
"Hariyama, I choose you!" you shout, letting him out of his dragon ball. To deal with something as strong as the Dazarel, you were going to need to give it everything you had.
"Hariyama, use Belly Drum! Take this Flame Orb! Charge up a Focus Punch!" Your Hariyama, burning and surrounded by an intense aura, leaps into the fray from behind the defensive barriers. With one massive punch, it sends the Dazarel flying into the air before it plummets back down. It's weakened, but not quite defeated, and you can't ready another attack that strong without it interrupting you now that it knows your tactics. Instead, you reach to your belt, and for the first time in your life, take and throw a dragon ball. The dragon becomes a burst of light, absorbed by the orange ball. One shake. Two. Then it settles.
You've captured the Dazarel.
You gave everything you could in the fight against Dandeer, but Dazarel disobeyed you (you knew you should have gotten those badges!), and in the end, her team of psychic-types, even unevolved, was too much for your Hariyama. You whited out. When you came to, you were in chains, but you still had a trick up your sleeve. You couldn't beat her today, but someday you'd be back, stronger and with a full team, ready to liberate your people. For now, though, you could only use your Escape Rope, fleeing to some distant safe place.
"So, who are you and why are you in my ship?" the Namekian asks. "Also, this is a bit awkward, but my race doesn't have genders and I'm rather bad at recognizing them as a result - I'm not sure how I should be referring to you. Are you a boy? Or a girl?"
Gotta Kakaratch them all!
"Welcome to the world of Pokémon! My name is Okra! People call me the Pokémon Professor! This universe is inhabited by creatures called Pokémon! Since we had to flee from the Enemy, we've hidden here on Garenhuld. Our sealing mages have made objects called dragon balls to capture these creatures, and now we train them in the hopes of becoming strong enough to end our exile."
"First, what is your name?"
"Right, so your name is Kakara!"
"This is Clan Vegeta's Scion. He's been your rival since you were a baby. ...Erm, what is his name again?"
"That's right! I remember now! His name is Jaffur!"
"Kakara! Your very own Pokémon legend is about to unfold! A world of dreams and adventures with Pokémon awaits! Let's go!"
On that day, you chose Makuhita to be your first Pokémon. Despite being Scion, your fellow Saiyans had nothing but contempt for you. In their eyes, you were weak. You just didn't like to make Pokémon fight. While you still did your duty as Scion and trained your Makuhita until it evolved into Hariyama, you didn't catch any more Pokémon.
The enormous dragon descends from the sky. You and the other nobles (the only ones allowed to have evolved Pokémon) are gathered to meet it, along with no small number of supporters. As it sets down, roaring its name "Dazarel," your father's Charizard launches a Fire Blast, nearly blinding you. A Water Spout erupts from Yammar's Blastoise, but the attacks are not very effective. Apra's Espeon fires a Psybeam stronger than you've ever seen before, bolstered by a Life Orb, but it has no effect. Before you can even process what's happening and send out your Hariyama, Psychic waves radiate from the Dazarel, leaving you dizzy and stumbling away from the fight.
It's not working. With a little distance, you can see the Dazarel is laughing off the Saiyans' Pokémons' attacks like they're nothing. You know what you need to do.
Setting aside your disgust, you shout for Dandeer: "I need protection while I ready something. Give me a Substitute, a Light Screen, a Reflect!"
"You think I'm not busy right now? Shut the fuck-" You cut her off, shouting for other supporters to assist you. Soon, you're protected by shimmering barriers of energy and a floating Pokémon doll.
"Hariyama, I choose you!" you shout, letting him out of his dragon ball. To deal with something as strong as the Dazarel, you were going to need to give it everything you had.
"Hariyama, use Belly Drum! Take this Flame Orb! Charge up a Focus Punch!" Your Hariyama, burning and surrounded by an intense aura, leaps into the fray from behind the defensive barriers. With one massive punch, it sends the Dazarel flying into the air before it plummets back down. It's weakened, but not quite defeated, and you can't ready another attack that strong without it interrupting you now that it knows your tactics. Instead, you reach to your belt, and for the first time in your life, take and throw a dragon ball. The dragon becomes a burst of light, absorbed by the orange ball. One shake. Two. Then it settles.
You've captured the Dazarel.
Dazarel - Dragon/Dark
A cruel Pokémon which travels from world to world, consuming others to become stronger.
A cruel Pokémon which travels from world to world, consuming others to become stronger.
You gave everything you could in the fight against Dandeer, but Dazarel disobeyed you (you knew you should have gotten those badges!), and in the end, her team of psychic-types, even unevolved, was too much for your Hariyama. You whited out. When you came to, you were in chains, but you still had a trick up your sleeve. You couldn't beat her today, but someday you'd be back, stronger and with a full team, ready to liberate your people. For now, though, you could only use your Escape Rope, fleeing to some distant safe place.
"So, who are you and why are you in my ship?" the Namekian asks. "Also, this is a bit awkward, but my race doesn't have genders and I'm rather bad at recognizing them as a result - I'm not sure how I should be referring to you. Are you a boy? Or a girl?"
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