raid on the city!!

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[Hello, fellow Rockets and general wrong-doers! You may or may not recognize this man in his dashing white uniform and red insignia wandering around the plains, seemingly searching for something or someone. He's had a long enough while to get more familiar with this place, so now he's in an exploring mood. Maybe there's a nicely furbished abandoned building around here he can claim...

There's a sharp-looking Houndoom next to him, but that aside, he looks pretty harmless - unless you're a hat-wearing kid with too many morals. He might be up for chatting.]

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[spiritcrystal]

[Archer is the last thing that this hat wearing protag and her Quilava wanted to see.]

-Of course Team Rocket's gotta be here to stink up the place and ruin the day. Gross. [Totally gross.]

Are you some new guy? No, can't be. You've got that tacky white outfit.

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[A kid in a hat already? Great.] Most people introduce themselves first.

[spiritcrystal]

When's the last time you bathed, anyway? Or maybe that Koffing smell is just getting in your skin. You gotta, right? You almost look as skeevy as that Petwhatever guy. At least he had a cool Murkrow.

[Of course, she's not doing this for Kurt this time. She doesn't have Lance getting her back this time...

But bravado will do.] I'm Kris from New Bark Town. You know, the cute heroine that keeps getting in your way.

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[New Bark...of course.] That's almost ladylike. And I can't say you've ever been a remote threat to me.

[spiritcrystal]

[But she just- ooohhhhh.]

You're one of those weird other world guys, aren't you? I think you'd remember me stomping on your plans and taking out your bases. Or maybe you're from the past and that hero from a few years ago sent you packing.

[Never heard that guy's name. He's the only guy- or girl!- that sounded cooler than the missing Champion...]

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[And this kid's talkative. At least Red was to the point.] I remember everyone who's dared to get in my way, and you're not one of them. I'd warn you against trying, though.

[spiritcrystal]

[-Right, right, gross Team Rocket member.] Nope! Me and my Pokémon are ready to kick your butt anytime. Especially Gyarados. He's super mad.

You're not up to anything yet, so you get a pass this time. I'd battle you anyway, but gross Rocket guys don't count as real trainers. Just wimpy losers.

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Oh? I wouldn't say we count ourselves as Trainers. That's a dull way to go, after all. I'm sure you know we focus on so much more.

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Your talents include smelling gross, hiring some of the dumbest grunts I've ever seen, being taken out quick by a few quick Psybeams, and being super lame and caked with terrible makeup.

Did I mention the dumb grunts? Then again, you guys are pretty dumb yourselves. Let's teach the bird the voice recognized password! Genius.

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Don't mix me up with Petrel... [PLEASE]

[spiritcrystal]

You lameos all look the same. You even fight the same. At least that dumb jerk Silver's better than you guys even if he's a super annoying loser.

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[That is totally true but don't talk about the heir like that!!] Are you here to talk about anything vaguely significant or can I be on my way?