Pokemon League Monologue
The Pokemon League.
With millions of people gathered, trainers and normals alike, I watched as the new champion was crowned.
“Congratulations, Gray. You have defeated all of us, the Elite Four, and... in such overwhelming fashion, too! With respect to your prodigious skill, I will now confer upon you the title of 「League Champion」!”
“Heh, it wasn’t much. You hardly put a fight, old man.”
“Haha. That’s just proof of how strong you are. So work hard from now on, alright? Become the greatest trainer that Saeria, no, the entire world has ever seen…!”
“Huh? Who cares about that? Hurry up and give me the 「Prize Money」, dammit.”
“Ah, yes. Here you go, 11420 Pokédollars… wait, huh? Gray, wh, where are you going?! You still have to give your speech!”
“Sorry, old man. I have a date with Jenny at 2 o’clock. I can’t afford to be late anymore… so with that, cya.” …show more content…
Perhaps, it was about time anyway. Out of the 8 Regional Champions, I was undoubtedly the weakest one. For a long time now, I had lost my place amongst the rest… so I was not a true Champion, after all.
That might be so. I may be nothing more than ordinary trainer now. Hardly different than Youngster Joey… ah, wait, it’s Collector Joey now. Huh, to think that he’s still searching for that perfect Ratata at his age... well, that makes two of us.
58 years old. I might be old, but that doesn’t mean shit. When that b*stard is still out there, doing what he loves most… then what reason do I have? Why can’t I do it too? Why can’t I become Champion, again?
Isn’t that right, buddy? Swampert (!Best Starter), if only you were still with me…
—Would you like to see him?
…… Yes, yes I would. I’d do anything to see him again.
—Even if it meant giving up everything? Your dream of becoming the very best (like no one ever was)?
Who? Wh, who the hell are you?
I paused. For awhile, I had been walking aimlessly throughout town… but, this. How did I end up here, of all places?
The Avest
With millions of people gathered, trainers and normals alike, I watched as the new champion was crowned.
“Congratulations, Gray. You have defeated all of us, the Elite Four, and... in such overwhelming fashion, too! With respect to your prodigious skill, I will now confer upon you the title of 「League Champion」!”
“Heh, it wasn’t much. You hardly put a fight, old man.”
“Haha. That’s just proof of how strong you are. So work hard from now on, alright? Become the greatest trainer that Saeria, no, the entire world has ever seen…!”
“Huh? Who cares about that? Hurry up and give me the 「Prize Money」, dammit.”
“Ah, yes. Here you go, 11420 Pokédollars… wait, huh? Gray, wh, where are you going?! You still have to give your speech!”
“Sorry, old man. I have a date with Jenny at 2 o’clock. I can’t afford to be late anymore… so with that, cya.” …show more content…
Perhaps, it was about time anyway. Out of the 8 Regional Champions, I was undoubtedly the weakest one. For a long time now, I had lost my place amongst the rest… so I was not a true Champion, after all.
That might be so. I may be nothing more than ordinary trainer now. Hardly different than Youngster Joey… ah, wait, it’s Collector Joey now. Huh, to think that he’s still searching for that perfect Ratata at his age... well, that makes two of us.
58 years old. I might be old, but that doesn’t mean shit. When that b*stard is still out there, doing what he loves most… then what reason do I have? Why can’t I do it too? Why can’t I become Champion, again?
Isn’t that right, buddy? Swampert (!Best Starter), if only you were still with me…
—Would you like to see him?
…… Yes, yes I would. I’d do anything to see him again.
—Even if it meant giving up everything? Your dream of becoming the very best (like no one ever was)?
Who? Wh, who the hell are you?
I paused. For awhile, I had been walking aimlessly throughout town… but, this. How did I end up here, of all places?
The Avest