He won't go away even if I tell him to. [He snarled, but stood.]
But there's a difference between you and me, you shitheel- I'd never hurt a pokemon! That was never my game. That was more his idea...
So why don't you take someone else's face and bother somebody else, you imposter piece of crap!
Ha- Wow. That was easy. Y'know, for someone who takes after skeletons and skulls, you sure lack yourself some freaking spine. So let me show you...
[The copy bloomed in smoke and of darkness, and Guzma quickly realized he'd walked right into everything this faker wanted. He grit his teeth as his hands went to his head. This only lasted three seconds before the color left his eyes as well as his complexion, and he sank to the floor in a heap. From the shadowy form erupted long and bony arms, all six of them slamming the earth and seeking purchase. Covered in thick bony plates, some beaten and cracked, what replaced the copy was something blending insect and bony beast. Its eyes were empty and hollow in the skull, save for a burning red light, more cracks and dents marring the dusty white. From each oozed an angry sort of magma that flowed like water, but reduced to steam when it dribbled to the floor of the dilapidated pokemon center. From its maw came a long, hollow groan, spindly, insectoid claws running trails through the carpeting.]
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But there's a difference between you and me, you shitheel- I'd never hurt a pokemon! That was never my game. That was more his idea...
So why don't you take someone else's face and bother somebody else, you imposter piece of crap!
Ha- Wow. That was easy. Y'know, for someone who takes after skeletons and skulls, you sure lack yourself some freaking spine. So let me show you...
[The copy bloomed in smoke and of darkness, and Guzma quickly realized he'd walked right into everything this faker wanted. He grit his teeth as his hands went to his head. This only lasted three seconds before the color left his eyes as well as his complexion, and he sank to the floor in a heap. From the shadowy form erupted long and bony arms, all six of them slamming the earth and seeking purchase. Covered in thick bony plates, some beaten and cracked, what replaced the copy was something blending insect and bony beast. Its eyes were empty and hollow in the skull, save for a burning red light, more cracks and dents marring the dusty white. From each oozed an angry sort of magma that flowed like water, but reduced to steam when it dribbled to the floor of the dilapidated pokemon center. From its maw came a long, hollow groan, spindly, insectoid claws running trails through the carpeting.]