184: Games - Pokemon - The True Fittest
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Title: The True Fittest
Original (or) Fandom: Pokemon
Rating: 200
Notes: Someone watches the humans, and how they use their Pokemon.
They think the world is about games, but they couldn't be more wrong. It's about survival, survival of the fittest, and the fittest are certainly not the species that thinks it is while having to derive its power from shoving other species into teeny, metal balls. They have to force other species into balls, into tiny cages, in order to keep their own species safe. Their kind never would have progressed nearly as far as it has if not for the other species upon whose backs and fins they had built their supposed success.
No, humanity was nothing without the Pokemon they used and abused, she thought, sneering as she looked down a hill into yet another village where enslaving other species was not only accepted but encouraged. She was going to show every one of these "trainers". She was going to free every last Pokemon, destroy every last Pokeball, and when they were all free, humanity would finally know it was not the strongest species but just the opposite. It was the weakest, and it would fall. She alone would be left standing. All the haters and their precious game would be over and the Pokemon free at last.
The End
Original (or) Fandom: Pokemon
Rating: 200
Notes: Someone watches the humans, and how they use their Pokemon.
They think the world is about games, but they couldn't be more wrong. It's about survival, survival of the fittest, and the fittest are certainly not the species that thinks it is while having to derive its power from shoving other species into teeny, metal balls. They have to force other species into balls, into tiny cages, in order to keep their own species safe. Their kind never would have progressed nearly as far as it has if not for the other species upon whose backs and fins they had built their supposed success.
No, humanity was nothing without the Pokemon they used and abused, she thought, sneering as she looked down a hill into yet another village where enslaving other species was not only accepted but encouraged. She was going to show every one of these "trainers". She was going to free every last Pokemon, destroy every last Pokeball, and when they were all free, humanity would finally know it was not the strongest species but just the opposite. It was the weakest, and it would fall. She alone would be left standing. All the haters and their precious game would be over and the Pokemon free at last.
The End