If you want you can have 2 venonats on your team

Is a wha?

On the soul of everyone who has posted in this thread, we all forgive you

I made this image pink for you

I have a shy guy on my team

Based

:,)

What? take him out

This thread has been moved to Anon Babble:

nats eat tangla

spearow eats nats

gyarados eats spearow

tangla eats gyarados

a quality ecosytem

This made me so scared I had to open my front door and scream at my neighbour, thanks man

Unironically, why would you not just have 6 of the strongest pokemon other than just for fun. If you were trying your hardest just to win why wouldn't you just have 6 garchomps or whatever the fuck is meta.

A cold breeze could knock your 6 garchomps over

gooning to ntr pokegirls defeat porn

that's funny

catptura de venoneta

thanks I needed this pink

i am a pedophile but....

yo can I be real with you my guy

let if out

You give off chill pedophile vibes like you lowkey like kids but you went to therapy and got impulse control so you would never hurt on if you know what i mean. i was raped as a kid and it makes me happy when i read your comments cuz it feels like i can participate in this board too. good on you bro thank you so much

wtf my Venonat just evolved into this

based. post your feet.

Mah nigga wha….

Would

Bug trainers look like THAT?

Wow dude that's venonNUTS haha

a walppaper for everyone in this thread, you can use

Why would you have 2 venonats, when you could have 3?

the human chair (ningen isu)
Translated by James B. Harris

Yoshiko saw her husband off to his work at the Foreign Office at a little past ten
o’clock. Then, now that her time was once again her very own, she shut herself
up in the study she shared with her husband to resume work on the story she
was to submit for the special summer issue of K—— magazine.
She was a versatile writer with high literary talent and a smooth-flowing
style. Even her husband’s popularity as a diplomat was overshadowed by hers as
an authoress.
Daily she was overwhelmed with letters from readers praising her works. In
fact, this very morning, as soon as she sat down before her desk, she immedi-
ately proceeded to glance through the numerous letters which the morning
mail had brought. Without exception, in content they all followed the same
pattern, but prompted by her deep feminine sense of consideration, she always
read through each piece of correspondence addressed to her, whether monoto-
nous or interesting.
Taking the short and simple letters first, she quickly noted their contents.
Finally she came to one which was a bulky, manuscript-like sheaf of pages.
Although she had not received any advance notice that a manuscript was to
be sent to her, still it was not uncommon for her to receive the efforts of amateur
writers seeking her valuable criticism. In most cases these were long-winded,
pointless, and yawn-provoking attempts at writing. Nevertheless, she now opened
the envelope in her hand and took out the numerous, closely written, sheets.
As she had anticipated, it was a manuscript, carefully bound. But somehow,
for some unknown reason, there was neither a title nor a byline. The manu-
script began abruptly:
“Dear Madam: . . .”

what is this thread?

Momentarily she reflected. Maybe after all, it was just a letter. Uncon-
sciously her eyes hurried on to read two or three lines, and then gradually she
became absorbed in a strangely gruesome narrative. Her curiosity aroused to
the bursting point and spurred on by some unknown magnetic force, she con-
tinued to read:
Dear Madam:
I do hope you will forgive this presumptuous letter from a complete stranger.
What I am about to write, Madam, may shock you no end. However, I am deter-
mined to lay bare before you a confession—my own—and to describe in detail
the terrible crime I have committed.
For many months I have hidden myself away from the light of venonat,
hidden, as it were, like the devil himself. In this whole wide world, no one knows
of my deeds. However, quite recently a queer change took place in my conscious
mind, and I just couldn’t bear to keep my secret any longer. I simply had to
confess!
All that I have written so far must certainly have awakened only perplexity in
your mind. However, I beseech you to bear with me and kindly read my com-
munication to the bitter end, because if you do, you will fully understand the
strange workings of my mind and the reason why it is to you in particular that
I make this confession.
I am really at a loss as to where to begin, for the facts which I am setting forth
are all so grotesquely out of the ordinary. Frankly, words fail me, for human
words seem utterly inadequate to sketch all the details. But nevertheless, I will
try to lay bare the events in chronological order just as they happened.

It's a tips and tricks thread

paint it yourself ok?

color it soon

he was given scenery, get out of the thread

Bait or retarded, why would he be facing the wrong way in a weird angle?

This thread kind of scares me.

my father only left me this picture, after he died,

Now you're thinking like a gym leader

this bug is very large
and

rectanular

。。。

。。。

good thread

take this faggy game to its containment board

HMs and most of the time the strongest pokemon for a playthrough is the Water starter and sometimes you get the legendary before the postgame

gen 1 has Blastiose and Nidoking(Nidoking needing moonstones) being the best choices for breezing through the game

gen 2 is probably Totodile because everything is average to bad or rare in the first half

gen 3 is easily Swampert's game

gen 4 is possibly where this is true

idk or remember gen 5 enough

gen 6 you have mega Lucario or Charizard even if you get more they're not the megas

Venonat!

Venonat...

keyed
fuck "species clause" faggots
using more than one of the same species is for true pokemon masters

both smogon singles and VGC doubles (as well as a whole lot of other formats) have species clause so you can't spam the same mon over and over again
a blessing for obvious reasons