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SHROOMISH, THE MUSHROOM POKEMON.[/color][/right][hr][indent][color=silver]Shishu stood in silence as she listened to Orange Kid rant about drug use and how certain Pokemon should be ideally kept hidden. She didn't know much regarding drugs and their usage, but Shishu stood confused as Orange Kid spoke of Pokemon. Were city folk [i]that[/i] different when compared to Shishu? The girl had tackled mutants before, while "civilized" people hid in their homes because they were scared of certain Pokemon depending on their type, size or appearance.

Shrugging to herself, Shishu watched Mohawk Boy step forward and claim his Pokemon. The Pokeball was technology Shishu had never seen before, and her eyes lit up with curiosity as Mohawk Boy fumbled around with the sphere, even more so when a bright beam exploded forth, revealing a creature with baggy pant-like skin.

[color=green][b]“What is that?”[/b][/color] Mohawk Boy asked Bathrobe Man and Orange Kid. Shishu shared the same concerns as Mohawk Boy, having never seen such a Pokemon before. Pokemon that weren't mutated were a rare sight, after all.

Before either of them could answer, however, Shishu knelt downwards, picking up one of the Pokeballs for herself. Fiddling with the sphere, Shishu eventually found out how to activate it after a moment of trouble, releasing whatever Pokemon resided inside. A small creature appeared from the Pokeball, in the shape of a tiny bulb mushroom with a thick uni brow and an almost permanent angry stare like someone pissed in their morning Cheerios.

Shishu stared at the Pokemon. The Shroomish stared back.[/color]
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