That reminded me for whatever reason but employment in this world funed in a very different mahan it did oh. See here work was very rarely forced onto someone because of cost of living and whatnot. The reason for this was that it was legitimately possible to survive and thrive off of the wilderness around you. The jobs in this world also fun ideally as not only are you given a break that you cash in at anytime but the pay is actually good and not barely enough te by with.-

  Eveer was that the taxes of everything ACTUALLY went towards improving society rather than old bastards who could care less about the an. The whole world was set up in such a way that everyone who worked did so because they wao. Let me tell you with so many people actually willing to put their best foot forward quality of life was stupidly high. This of course brings up the question 'why are there still criminals then?' the ao which is that humans are fwed beings. See some people in this world either have goals that require less than legal means to obtain or as is so often the case they are simply zy.-

  Some people would rather take the much easier but morally wrong approach of crime to satisfy their greed than to put in ho hard work for far less. It's a cssic example of a child reag into the cookie jar i. They don't want the cookie ter when they will get it food behavior , they want it now and so they steal it instead. Then there is the css of criminal that has been given the short end of the sti any given situation and they sh out at the world in response.-

  A good example of this is if a break happens and they lose a love one and rather than accept that it in bad luck they bme the pokemon league for not saving them and seek revenge for their supposed slight. Then there was of course everyone's personal favorites , the zealots. People who think that their crimes are for the good of the world in some way or aeam aqua and magma both fall into this category with the exception of a few people ihat might have other reasons for being a criminal.-

  The final type of criminal was the sort I hated the most , the mentally ill. People who get off on the pain and suffering of others and became criminals to satisfy these urges. These people simply 't hide like they could oh with all the psychic type pokemon and people in the world. As a result rather than end up with serial killers and rapists that need identifying we end up with knowing who they are but needing to find and catch them since beially fucked up doesn't make you stupid.-

  Anyways Rose using her break to supervise the battle wasn't a strahing at all. She led the way to the battlefield behind the poketer calmly. Both Tank and I were also pletely calm as we both khat there retty muo way ihat we were going to lose. In fact I was certain that it was going to be a blowout in my favor. Tank was at expert level mastery in both of his moves while the dudes Vulpix was about as novice as you could get in all regards.-

  Was it theoretically possible for the guy to win , yes it was. But it was also theoretically possible to beat a Machamp in a fist fight , it didn't mean that it was very likely to happen. Anyways the battlefield was a league standard fifty yard by thirty yard regle with two small half circles at either end for the traio stand at safely. The ground of this particur battlefield was prised of hard rotirely. I walked over to one of the semi circles before putting Tank in his ball as per regution and waited for the guy to do the same.-

  He did so awkwardly but I didn't say anything since I also took a while to get the hang of handling a pokeball. Don't get me wrong I rarely used the things on my pokemon if I could avoid it but that didn't mean I didn't practice how to use them. Oh of us were ready Rose held her hand up from the side of the battlefield before swinging it down hard "START!" She called out. I tossed the pokeball in my hand forward with a spin after holding dowton for three seds "Set , Tank!" I called calmly.-

  From what I read on a few trainer forums that I browsed via the pokenav it helped to have a pattern for when you released your pokemon on the field. It apparently brought the pokemon iions move set to mind making it easier to start a battle out strong. "Set , Nix!" the guy called out mimig me or rather trying to. Unlike my smooth release of Tank onto the field he timed the thr and the Vulpix maed in midair rather than firmly on the ground. Even more embarrassingly was that the ball also nded on the field rather thaing kicked ba like mine did.-

  I didn't give Tank any orders but patiently waited for the guy to retrieve his ball aurn to the half circle opposite me. Once he was in pce I gave Tank a look "String shot!" I anded and the sturdy bug obeyed. He glowed yellowish green around his head before a sturdy white silk shot out of his mouth and nded on the Vulpix accurately. "Um Um , Sunny day!" The guy said in panid I had the urge to facepalm as his poor pokemon did what he said.-

  "Double String shot!" I anded and Tank smothered the poor fox in sturdy white threads while it was still struggling to put up the weather move. "Tackle!" I anded and Tank glowed white as his little legs worked to propel him forward surprisingly fast. "BANG!" he struck the immobile fox head on , hard. A yip of pain came from the creature and the guy was so overwhelmed by what was happening that he couldn't even and his pokemon. "Tackle!" I anded calmly. Before Tank struck though Rose intervened "STOP!" she shouted and my bug celed his atta an instant.-

  "Winner Alex!" she called the battle and Tank made his way over to me before climbing bato my shoulder casually. The guy recalled his pokemon to get the strings off of her before releasing her again with a down cast look. I could care less however and walked bato the ter with my work done. Despite how it may seem if the guy took the time to think about all the mistakes he made he would actually grow as a trainer from this experience greatly. I had pointed out a few things that he had to work on with my as after all.