Endless Paradigm

I got hungry after the run here and the... ah... exhilaration of a cable car ride.

Don't judge me.

This looks familiar.

Well, fudge me if that isn't a huge giveaway.

Sigmund: 1
MAGMA-Architects: 0

Into the breach, dear slaves.


I got to say, spoon's warm in here. Makes me wonder why they all wear those socks and hoods and spoon. This isn't Sinnoh.

I expected nothing less.

There's our spotted pokemon.

Wham, bam, thank you ma'am.

Always bet on Dude.


If he told you to jump off a cliff, would you do that, too?
...probably. I'd still have to kick your donkey on the way down, too, for some obscure reason.

Blew your minds how? Blew your minds like a certain singer's shotgun...? (Aw, too soon?)


Wa ha ha! A challenge!


Suprisingly, this doesn't upset me as much as you'd think it would.

That's true enough. Still gonna beat the spoon out of you for breaking the deal, though.

I've roused a lot of things, but suspicion is a new one.

GROU... what?

MotherFUCKER

I put that bitch in this mag-mah. Bitches love mag-mah.


Look, it's Tabitha.

Ah ha ha! GROUDON, is what that fudgeer back there said! I guess I didn't have to burn his face off with the mag-mah after all. Oh well.

For an eco-terrorist, this guy dresses sharp, I'll give him that.



Fucker, relinquish the glass safety cube this instant.



It's like fanta-vision, only blueberry-fanta-vision.

OHchocolateITMOVEDOHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCK


Well, that was lucky. Instead of slapping our collective spoon, it escaped upwards.


That's a bloody good question. You seen the amount of glassable sand and forestry about these parts? A good fire could fudge the entire region over.

For once, I can honestly say that I didn't have anything to do with it.

Here, too, I suppose, while wee're on the subject.

If it's cheese you want, I think you'll find me to be the cheesiest. None cheesier, in fact.


No. I am too sexy for you.




Well, uh, not really. But if you're going to interpret my sledges and, ah hem, burns... as such, then I'm not going to stop you.

You ain't gonna say it, so I will; you fudgeed up, brah.



I see how those AQUA guards knew about the MAGMA plan; this guy acts like he needs to tell EVERYBODY what he's doing.
Thank god our pokenavs don't have Twitter support or Facebook Integration.
"@MAGMAMAXIE goin 2 get grudn, lol"

Well, time for us to get gone. I'm getting some wicked chafing, sweat's trickling down my buttcrack, and I don't know if there's a self-destruct. There probably is.

The air is filled with ash and smoke, but it's still better than that sweathole. Now give me a moment to wring out my shorts, and wee can go to the pokemon center.

And there wee go. Next up, I guess, is roughing up the pirates for their safety orb, before they fudge things up and release some sort of water god.
That would be what wee need; a lava god and an ocean god running about and causing trouble. Because guess who would get the task of beating the spoon out of them?