Wall for BM™ (page 56)

A lot of these are pretty short because I'm lazy, by the way. Also I have bad memory.


Cube - I unfortunately don't have much experience with our little robot buddy. He has a couple cool moves though.

Akira - I've already blathered about Akira, but I will again. He can heal himself with Self-care and an ally with Healing Touch. He has attacks with good range and multiple Damage Types. Cold Day in Hell, The Devil's Due, and Judgment Day come to mind. While he doesn't seem to have any Massive-damage moves, which is sad, he's still a valuable team member.

Yun Jou - I know you can train any of the three disciples, but I trained Yun. So yeah. Fun fact: Heavenly Peaks Descent does Massive damage and has no charge time. Keep that in mind.

Masaru Takahara - Let's take a minute to appreciate the wide variety of moves this guy gets. While most of them aren't that strong, there are some cool effects that you can utilize, like Restraint, Snare, and Paralysis. German Suplex is a favorite of mine because of its High power, and I think Celestial Palm could be pretty useful too. Worldbreaker's Wrath is Masaru's Massive-damage move, so that's cool.

The Sundown Kid - Ah, the wild west. While Sundown Man seems pretty frail, he's worth using for Hurricane. It hits twelve times and has high damage. Sure, it misses some hits most of the time, but each hit seems to do about 100 damage. He hit nine times and dealt 999 damage once. I was very impressed. Most of his attacks are meh, but Hurricane is awesome. I recommend trying him out and seeing how much you like to use him.

Oboromaru - When I was playing Twilight of Edo Japan, I seriously underestimated this lad. He seemed so frail and so weak, but that's changed. He's pretty good, with a whopping three Massive-damage moves: Phoenix Call, Deepest Dark (it has shoddy range but can instantly kill an enemy by Petrifying them if you get lucky), and Death Blossom. Aside from Deepest Dark, they have pretty good range. Also, Shuriken Barrage is real good early-game. Just sayin'.

Pogo - POGIE! (insert happy Pogo noises here) Uh, anyway, Pogo. Right. Pogo is an... interesting character. And not just because he's a cute caveboy who's mainly only cute when he's not being weird. Prehistoric Gaumuffin, as I called him once, loves to headbonk things. I use Fly Huge Boom all the time, it works pretty well, and it rarely misses, which is great because he takes damage when it misses. While he doesn't seem to have a Massive-damage move, he does have Bing Bang Boom. Which might just be the best name ever. It hits seven times and does... Medium damage. Which is really sad. While it does pack a decent punch, it's not as amazing as Sundown Guy's Hurricane. Plus, it lower's Pogo's stats. Like, Physical Attack, Physical Defense, Accuracy, and Evasion. So this means he won't hit as hard or as much, and if he tries to Fly Huge Boom (headbonk) somebody, he has a higher chance of missing and damaging himself. Not to mention he has quite a few moves that just... aren't that great. Big Shout hits all enemies, but it's not that strong. Burn Spark has High damage, like Fly Huge Boom, but I rarely use it because it doesn't have much range and Pogo can just headbonk stuff instead. Upon reading that, you're probably thinking "OK, then why on Earth would I want to use him?" Well, aside from funny caveboy reasons, he has a ton of HP. He's currently level 21, the same as Akira, and he has 792 HP while Akira has 424. Also, Oboromaru has 424, and he's level 19, but that's getting off-topic. Pogo's huge HP means he can headbonk enemies and heal allies (unfortunately with items and not a move) for quite a while. During the final boss fight, I thought I was done for, but while Oboromaru fell, Pogo lived on a little bit of HP, so he was able to heal himself and his teammate and keep on fightin'. Is his HP a good enough reason to use him? I don't know, you're the one who chooses who you want on your squad, not me. For me, Pogo cute so Pogo used. End.

"Is that a guy or a girl?

Either way, I hate it." -me a minute ago

I was gonna say something dumb but I cant think of anything so good one lmao

"Ducks! There are ducks in my house!"
I knew immediately who was yelling. It was the angry, dumbfounded, ticked-as-frick yell that could only belong to Gavin.
I'd know, he yelled like that all the time. If it wasn't one thing, it was the other.
He wasn't a little kid or anything. He was thirteen, a year older than me.
He just got really mad really easily.
Well, sure enough, there were ducks in his house.
Lots of them.
I had been getting myself a bowl of cereal, as neither Gavin nor his parents minded if I ate their food.
The next thing I knew, there was a duck sitting in my cereal.
Obviously, I didn't feel very inclined to eat it after that.
That's when Réku burst in through the door, panting. He looked around at the ducks and at Gavin, who looked like he was about to attempt to murder everyone and everything.
"Aha! There you are!" he said and picked up one of the ducks. It had a pendant hanging on its neck.
Ah yes, princess of the ducks.
How glamourous.
That's when Réku noticed that Gavin looked pretty ticked off.
"Oh, they must've gotten in through your window, sorry." he said, scratching his head and laughing.
He acted like a little kid half the time, which was funny, as he was thirteen as well. Only slightly younger than Gavin, though it wasn't currently a year difference.
"What are these ducks doing in my house?!" Gavin demanded.
"Quacking?"
As he said that, a duck quacked, as if to prove that they really had flown in through Gavin's window just to quack.
Well, not really flown in, but went in.
Whatever.
"That answers a lot, idiot, now explain!"
"I'm babysitting them!"
The look on Gavin's face was priceless.
Réku sighed.
"They're Pain's ducks."
Now that I thought of it, Pain did have ducks.
They were her pets.
Though I'm not sure why she chose ducks to be her pets when cats were her favorite animals.
It always felt weird saying Pain as a name.
Pain wasn't her real name. Her real name was Rose, but she said she wanted to be called Pain.
She said it was because the thorns of roses caused pain.
And because everyone said she was a pain.
"I had only turned my back for a second and they ran off!"
It was Gavin's turn to sigh.
Very angrily.
"Réku. I don't care if they're the Queen of England's ducks or if they swam across the state to get here. I want them the frick out of my house!" Gavin yelled.
Réku flinched slightly, but then shrugged.
"Well, if they decided to stay here, then there's nothing I can do about it. Just lock the doors and windows and it'll be fine."
Then Réku recieved a diamond-melting glare.
"What do you mean, there's nothing you can do about it?! Get them out!"
Boy, was I glad Gavin's parents weren't home at the moment.
"I can't get them out! They undid the locks on their little shed and I've been hoping I could find a place to keep them for the rest of the week! This is perfect!" Réku said enthusiastically.
Gavin's jaw nearly hit the floor.
And yes, that was an exaggeration.
A slight one.
"I am not keeping a hoard of ducks in my house for any time! They'll flap everywhere! They'll keep me up all night quacking! They'll eat all my food! And my house will be covered in duck eggs!"
"Actually, you don't need to worry much about eggs. There's only one girl. The other nineteen are boys."
He said it so casually, as if twenty was the regular number of ducks for people to have locked in their house.
"Twenty ducks?!" Gavin screamed.
He literally screamed.
So while Gavin had a heart attack and Réku tried to reason with him, I sat there at Gavin's table in the nearby kitchen.
With a duck sitting in my cereal.
"C'mon, Bobby! You wouldn't mind ducks in his house, would you?" Réku asked desperately.
"Since when does Bobby get to decide what birds are nesting in my house?!"
There were times I regretted visiting Gavin.
And I also regret the sleepover I arranged so that I could stay up all night eating candy and drinking soda without my mom and dad scolding me.
Now I'd probably go to sleep and wake up with four ducks in my sleeping bag.
And now that Réku was here, I'd have to sit through the night hearing him snore, because he had twenty ducks in Gavin's house and wouldn't mind sleeping over.
Réku doesn't just snore.
He snores insanely loud.
And talks in his sleep a lot.
He once cried out "Dad! The postmaster ate my new puppy's leg!" in his sleep.
So I had to sit through the night imagining postmasters eating puppies.
What on Earth does that kid dream about?
Actually, I don't want to know.
When he says things like "Oh no! My snot is poisonous and catches fire!" and "Stop puking on my bed just because it's made out of mice!", I don't think I'd make it through the rest of my life without ending up in a mental hospital if he explained.
I didn't reply to Réku's question, hoping that the situation would be sorted out in a sane manner.
Of course, that didn't happen.
Gavin started screaming like a little kid and got into a fight with Réku.
So they tussled on the ground for a while and tried to clobber each other.
But then a duck pecked Gavin on the nose.
If a duck can really peck someone.
Then it tried to eat his face.
I'm not even kidding.
Of course, he totally lost it and tried to hit the duck with a frying pan.
He luckily missed, but the duck was pretty mad.
So all the ducks swarmed him and started trying to peck him.
By the time Gavin had got the ducks away, he looked pretty rough.
He wasn't hurt very bad, but he was angry and tired.
So he surrendered.
He said Réku could keep the ducks in his house for the week, but only if they were confined to one room.
Réku chose the guest room.
Then Réku insisted that he stay as long as the ducks were there.
There were two reasons for that.
One, some friends of his mom's were coming over to his house.
His mom was a horrible cook who made things like roasted bananas in garlic sauce and chocolate-covered pork chops.
Well, maybe not those things specifically, but 'fancy' foods that were just there to impress guests but tasted like they were dug out of the bottom of a garbage can and garnished with parsley just to look like they hadn't been dug out of the bottom of said garbage can.
They were bad was the point.
And the sad part was that, when Réku rejected the food, his mom made a show of telling the guests that he was bratty and misbehaved.
Because clearly you're just a disobedient child if you don't like to eat rotted chicken hearts dipped in lemon and mushroom juice.
That had been sitting behind a radiator.
For three years.
Which is why Réku was always stealing food from peoples' gardens.
And two, he wanted to play the video games on one of Gavin's fancy video game machines.
Gavin said he had, at last count, seven hundred and forty-three games.
And that he cared about around six.
Réku wanted to play them all.
Some of them were for young kids.
Some of them were for adults.
He had beat three hundred and ninety-nine games so far, and was desperate to beat one so he could get the total to four hundred.
So, that night, Gavin's parents luckily still hadn't come home.
They were nice, but if they saw twenty ducks quacking and flapping around the house, they'd probably lose their minds.
Réku had went home and come back with a sleeping bag.
Then he had hoarded all the ducks into the guest room.
With food and water, of course.
But when he went into Gavin's room and set up his sleeping bag, Gavin came in.
"Réku." he said calmly.
When he wasn't angry, he was usually calm.
But this wasn't the regular calm.
It was the faked calm.
"Yeah?" Réku replied.
He didn't notice how Gavin's seemingly straight face was twitching.
He was going to say something calmly, Réku was going to laugh and not believe it, and then realize that Gavin was serious.
It had happened so many times before.
"There's a duck egg in my tea kettle."
It was worse than I had thought.
Gavin loved drinking tea in the middle of the night to calm his nerves.
Which explained why his nerves weren't very calm.
As expected, Réku burst into laughter.

But then shut up when he saw that Gavin was about to lose his mind again.
"Oops, must've forgotten to lock the door."
"There's a duck egg! In my tea kettle!" Gavin screamed.
The most predictable part is when Gavin screamed in Réku's face.
And when Réku shrugged helplessly.
"Make duck tea!" he suggested before busting into laughter again.
"The duck egg is glowing purple!"
More laughter.
I decided I'd go into the kitchen and look.
Sure enough, there was a duck egg in Gavin's tea kettle.
And it was indeed glowing purple.
Which isn't exactly natural for a duck egg, I'm pretty sure.
I picked it up and went into Gavin's room.
He had grabbed Réku by the shoulders and was screaming in his face while shaking him back and forth.
Réku squirmed out of Gavin's grip when he noticed the duck egg.
"Ooh, cool! Is it magical?!" he cried and snatched it out of my hand.
But then he dropped it.
And I heard a crack.
"There is duck liquid on my shoe."
Gavin just seemed to adore stating the obvious.
"Ooh, it glows too!" Réku cried and kneeled down to take a closer look.
Glowing, blue-colored liquid was coming out of a break in the egg.
And was pouring onto Gavin's shoe.
And the floor.
At first I thought it was yolk.
But then I saw a tiny head poke out of the shell.
It was more than a head.
The shell broke away as the duckling pushed itself out of the egg.
It was covered in that glowing blue liquid.
It was actually pretty cool to look at.
The duckling looked like any regular duckling.
Except for the small, glowing, bright purple mark on its chest.

"Ducks! There are ducks in my house!"
I knew immediately who was yelling. It was the angry, dumbfounded, ticked-as-frick yell that could only belong to Gavin.
I'd know, he yelled like that all the time. If it wasn't one thing, it was the other.
He wasn't a little kid or anything. He was thirteen, a year older than me.
He just got really mad really easily.
Well, sure enough, there were ducks in his house.
Lots of them.
I had been getting myself a bowl of cereal, as neither Gavin nor his parents minded if I ate their food.
The next thing I knew, there was a duck sitting in my cereal.
Obviously, I didn't feel very inclined to eat it after that.
That's when Réku burst in through the door, panting. He looked around at the ducks and at Gavin, who looked like he was about to attempt to murder everyone and everything.
"Aha! There you are!" he said and picked up one of the ducks. It had a pendant hanging on its neck.
Ah yes, princess of the ducks.
How glamourous.
That's when Réku noticed that Gavin looked pretty ticked off.
"Oh, they must've gotten in through your window, sorry." he said, scratching his head and laughing.
He acted like a little kid half the time, which was funny, as he was thirteen as well. Only slightly younger than Gavin, though it wasn't currently a year difference.
"What are these ducks doing in my house?!" Gavin demanded.
"Quacking?"
As he said that, a duck quacked, as if to prove that they really had flown in through Gavin's window just to quack.
Well, not really flown in, but went in.
Whatever.
"That answers a lot, idiot, now explain!"
"I'm babysitting them!"
The look on Gavin's face was priceless.
Réku sighed.
"They're Pain's ducks."
Now that I thought of it, Pain did have ducks.
They were her pets.
Though I'm not sure why she chose ducks to be her pets when cats were her favorite animals.
It always felt weird saying Pain as a name.
Pain wasn't her real name. Her real name was Rose, but she said she wanted to be called Pain.
She said it was because the thorns of roses caused pain.
And because everyone said she was a pain.
"I had only turned my back for a second and they ran off!"
It was Gavin's turn to sigh.
Very angrily.
"Réku. I don't care if they're the Queen of England's ducks or if they swam across the state to get here. I want them the frick out of my house!" Gavin yelled.
Réku flinched slightly, but then shrugged.
"Well, if they decided to stay here, then there's nothing I can do about it. Just lock the doors and windows and it'll be fine."
Then Réku recieved a diamond-melting glare.
"What do you mean, there's nothing you can do about it?! Get them out!"
Boy, was I glad Gavin's parents weren't home at the moment.
"I can't get them out! They undid the locks on their little shed and I've been hoping I could find a place to keep them for the rest of the week! This is perfect!" Réku said enthusiastically.
Gavin's jaw nearly hit the floor.
And yes, that was an exaggeration.
A slight one.
"I am not keeping a hoard of ducks in my house for any time! They'll flap everywhere! They'll keep me up all night quacking! They'll eat all my food! And my house will be covered in duck eggs!"
"Actually, you don't need to worry much about eggs. There's only one girl. The other nineteen are boys."
He said it so casually, as if twenty was the regular number of ducks for people to have locked in their house.
"Twenty ducks?!" Gavin screamed.
He literally screamed.
So while Gavin had a heart attack and Réku tried to reason with him, I sat there at Gavin's table in the nearby kitchen.
With a duck sitting in my cereal.
"C'mon, Bobby! You wouldn't mind ducks in his house, would you?" Réku asked desperately.
"Since when does Bobby get to decide what birds are nesting in my house?!"
There were times I regretted visiting Gavin.
And I also regret the sleepover I arranged so that I could stay up all night eating candy and drinking soda without my mom and dad scolding me.
Now I'd probably go to sleep and wake up with four ducks in my sleeping bag.
And now that Réku was here, I'd have to sit through the night hearing him snore, because he had twenty ducks in Gavin's house and wouldn't mind sleeping over.
Réku doesn't just snore.
He snores insanely loud.
And talks in his sleep a lot.
He once cried out "Dad! The postmaster ate my new puppy's leg!" in his sleep.
So I had to sit through the night imagining postmasters eating puppies.
What on Earth does that kid dream about?
Actually, I don't want to know.
When he says things like "Oh no! My snot is poisonous and catches fire!" and "Stop puking on my bed just because it's made out of mice!", I don't think I'd make it through the rest of my life without ending up in a mental hospital if he explained.
I didn't reply to Réku's question, hoping that the situation would be sorted out in a sane manner.
Of course, that didn't happen.
Gavin started screaming like a little kid and got into a fight with Réku.
So they tussled on the ground for a while and tried to clobber each other.
But then a duck pecked Gavin on the nose.
If a duck can really peck someone.
Then it tried to eat his face.
I'm not even kidding.
Of course, he totally lost it and tried to hit the duck with a frying pan.
He luckily missed, but the duck was pretty mad.
So all the ducks swarmed him and started trying to peck him.
By the time Gavin had got the ducks away, he looked pretty rough.
He wasn't hurt very bad, but he was angry and tired.
So he surrendered.
He said Réku could keep the ducks in his house for the week, but only if they were confined to one room.
Réku chose the guest room.
Then Réku insisted that he stay as long as the ducks were there.
There were two reasons for that.
One, some friends of his mom's were coming over to his house.
His mom was a horrible cook who made things like roasted bananas in garlic sauce and chocolate-covered pork chops.
Well, maybe not those things specifically, but 'fancy' foods that were just there to impress guests but tasted like they were dug out of the bottom of a garbage can and garnished with parsley just to look like they hadn't been dug out of the bottom of said garbage can.
They were bad was the point.
And the sad part was that, when Réku rejected the food, his mom made a show of telling the guests that he was bratty and misbehaved.
Because clearly you're just a disobedient child if you don't like to eat rotted chicken hearts dipped in lemon and mushroom juice.

That had been sitting behind a radiator.
For three years.
Which is why Réku was always stealing food from peoples' gardens.
And two, he wanted to play the video games on one of Gavin's fancy video game machines.
Gavin said he had, at last count, seven hundred and forty-three games.
And that he cared about around six.
Réku wanted to play them all.
Some of them were for young kids.
Some of them were for adults.
He had beat three hundred and ninety-nine games so far, and was desperate to beat one so he could get the total to four hundred.
So, that night, Gavin's parents luckily still hadn't come home.
They were nice, but if they saw twenty ducks quacking and flapping around the house, they'd probably lose their minds.
Réku had went home and come back with a sleeping bag.
Then he had hoarded all the ducks into the guest room.
With food and water, of course.
But when he went into Gavin's room and set up his sleeping bag, Gavin came in.
"Réku." he said calmly.
When he wasn't angry, he was usually calm.
But this wasn't the regular calm.
It was the faked calm.
"Yeah?" Réku replied.
He didn't notice how Gavin's seemingly straight face was twitching.
He was going to say something calmly, Réku was going to laugh and not believe it, and then realize that Gavin was serious.
It had happened so many times before.
"There's a duck egg in my tea kettle."
It was worse than I had thought.
Gavin loved drinking tea in the middle of the night to calm his nerves.
Which explained why his nerves weren't very calm.
As expected, Réku burst into laughter.
But then shut up when he saw that Gavin was about to lose his mind again.
"Oops, must've forgotten to lock the door."
"There's a duck egg! In my tea kettle!" Gavin screamed.
The most predictable part is when Gavin screamed in Réku's face.
And when Réku shrugged helplessly.
"Make duck tea!" he suggested before busting into laughter again.
"The duck egg is glowing purple!"
More laughter.
I decided I'd go into the kitchen and look.
Sure enough, there was a duck egg in Gavin's tea kettle.
And it was indeed glowing purple.
Which isn't exactly natural for a duck egg, I'm pretty sure.
I picked it up and went into Gavin's room.
He had grabbed Réku by the shoulders and was screaming in his face while shaking him back and forth.
Réku squirmed out of Gavin's grip when he noticed the duck egg.
"Ooh, cool! Is it magical?!" he cried and snatched it out of my hand.
But then he dropped it.
And I heard a crack.
"There is duck liquid on my shoe."
Gavin just seemed to adore stating the obvious.
"Ooh, it glows too!" Réku cried and kneeled down to take a closer look.
Glowing, blue-colored liquid was coming out of a break in the egg.
And was pouring onto Gavin's shoe.
And the floor.
At first I thought it was yolk.
But then I saw a tiny head poke out of the shell.
It was more than a head.
The shell broke away as the duckling pushed itself out of the egg.
It was covered in that glowing blue liquid.
It was actually pretty cool to look at.
The duckling looked like any regular duckling.
Except for the small, glowing, bright purple mark on its chest.

"Ducks! There are ducks in my house!"
I knew immediately who was yelling. It was the angry, dumbfounded, ticked-as-frick yell that could only belong to Gavin.
I'd know, he yelled like that all the time. If it wasn't one thing, it was the other.
He wasn't a little kid or anything. He was thirteen, a year older than me.
He just got really mad really easily.
Well, sure enough, there were ducks in his house.
Lots of them.
I had been getting myself a bowl of cereal, as neither Gavin nor his parents minded if I ate their food.
The next thing I knew, there was a duck sitting in my cereal.
Obviously, I didn't feel very inclined to eat it after that.
That's when Réku burst in through the door, panting. He looked around at the ducks and at Gavin, who looked like he was about to attempt to murder everyone and everything.
"Aha! There you are!" he said and picked up one of the ducks. It had a pendant hanging on its neck.
Ah yes, princess of the ducks.
How glamourous.
That's when Réku noticed that Gavin looked pretty ticked off.
"Oh, they must've gotten in through your window, sorry." he said, scratching his head and laughing.
He acted like a little kid half the time, which was funny, as he was thirteen as well. Only slightly younger than Gavin, though it wasn't currently a year difference.
"What are these ducks doing in my house?!" Gavin demanded.
"Quacking?"
As he said that, a duck quacked, as if to prove that they really had flown in through Gavin's window just to quack.
Well, not really flown in, but went in.
Whatever.
"That answers a lot, idiot, now explain!"
"I'm babysitting them!"
The look on Gavin's face was priceless.
Réku sighed.
"They're Pain's ducks."
Now that I thought of it, Pain did have ducks.
They were her pets.
Though I'm not sure why she chose ducks to be her pets when cats were her favorite animals.
It always felt weird saying Pain as a name.
Pain wasn't her real name. Her real name was Rose, but she said she wanted to be called Pain.
She said it was because the thorns of roses caused pain.
And because everyone said she was a pain.
"I had only turned my back for a second and they ran off!"
It was Gavin's turn to sigh.
Very angrily.
"Réku. I don't care if they're the Queen of England's ducks or if they swam across the state to get here. I want them the frick out of my house!" Gavin yelled.
Réku flinched slightly, but then shrugged.
"Well, if they decided to stay here, then there's nothing I can do about it. Just lock the doors and windows and it'll be fine."
Then Réku recieved a diamond-melting glare.
"What do you mean, there's nothing you can do about it?! Get them out!"
Boy, was I glad Gavin's parents weren't home at the moment.
"I can't get them out! They undid the locks on their little shed and I've been hoping I could find a place to keep them for the rest of the week! This is perfect!" Réku said enthusiastically.
Gavin's jaw nearly hit the floor.
And yes, that was an exaggeration.
A slight one.
"I am not keeping a hoard of ducks in my house for any time! They'll flap everywhere! They'll keep me up all night quacking! They'll eat all my food! And my house will be covered in duck eggs!"
"Actually, you don't need to worry much about eggs. There's only one girl. The other nineteen are boys."
He said it so casually, as if twenty was the regular number of ducks for people to have locked in their house.
"Twenty ducks?!" Gavin screamed.
He literally screamed.
So while Gavin had a heart attack and Réku tried to reason with him, I sat there at Gavin's table in the nearby kitchen.
With a duck sitting in my cereal.
"C'mon, Bobby! You wouldn't mind ducks in his house, would you?" Réku asked desperately.
"Since when does Bobby get to decide what birds are nesting in my house?!"
There were times I regretted visiting Gavin.
And I also regret the sleepover I arranged so that I could stay up all night eating candy and drinking soda without my mom and dad scolding me.
Now I'd probably go to sleep and wake up with four ducks in my sleeping bag.
And now that Réku was here, I'd have to sit through the night hearing him snore, because he had twenty ducks in Gavin's house and wouldn't mind sleeping over.
Réku doesn't just snore.
He snores insanely loud.
And talks in his sleep a lot.
He once cried out "Dad! The postmaster ate my new puppy's leg!" in his sleep.
So I had to sit through the night imagining postmasters eating puppies.
What on Earth does that kid dream about?
Actually, I don't want to know.
When he says things like "Oh no! My snot is poisonous and catches fire!" and "Stop puking on my bed just because it's made out of mice!", I don't think I'd make it through the rest of my life without ending up in a mental hospital if he explained.
I didn't reply to Réku's question, hoping that the situation would be sorted out in a sane manner.
Of course, that didn't happen.

Gavin started screaming like a little kid and got into a fight with Réku.
So they tussled on the ground for a while and tried to clobber each other.
But then a duck pecked Gavin on the nose.
If a duck can really peck someone.
Then it tried to eat his face.
I'm not even kidding.
Of course, he totally lost it and tried to hit the duck with a frying pan.
He luckily missed, but the duck was pretty mad.
So all the ducks swarmed him and started trying to peck him.
By the time Gavin had got the ducks away, he looked pretty rough.
He wasn't hurt very bad, but he was angry and tired.
So he surrendered.
He said Réku could keep the ducks in his house for the week, but only if they were confined to one room.
Réku chose the guest room.
Then Réku insisted that he stay as long as the ducks were there.
There were two reasons for that.
One, some friends of his mom's were coming over to his house.
His mom was a horrible cook who made things like roasted bananas in garlic sauce and chocolate-covered pork chops.
Well, maybe not those things specifically, but 'fancy' foods that were just there to impress guests but tasted like they were dug out of the bottom of a garbage can and garnished with parsley just to look like they hadn't been dug out of the bottom of said garbage can.
They were bad was the point.
And the sad part was that, when Réku rejected the food, his mom made a show of telling the guests that he was bratty and misbehaved.
Because clearly you're just a disobedient child if you don't like to eat rotted chicken hearts dipped in lemon and mushroom juice.
That had been sitting behind a radiator.
For three years.
Which is why Réku was always stealing food from peoples' gardens.
And two, he wanted to play the video games on one of Gavin's fancy video game machines.
Gavin said he had, at last count, seven hundred and forty-three games.
And that he cared about around six.
Réku wanted to play them all.
Some of them were for young kids.
Some of them were for adults.
He had beat three hundred and ninety-nine games so far, and was desperate to beat one so he could get the total to four hundred.
So, that night, Gavin's parents luckily still hadn't come home.
They were nice, but if they saw twenty ducks quacking and flapping around the house, they'd probably lose their minds.
Réku had went home and come back with a sleeping bag.
Then he had hoarded all the ducks into the guest room.
With food and water, of course.
But when he went into Gavin's room and set up his sleeping bag, Gavin came in.
"Réku." he said calmly.
When he wasn't angry, he was usually calm.
But this wasn't the regular calm.
It was the faked calm.
"Yeah?" Réku replied.
He didn't notice how Gavin's seemingly straight face was twitching.
He was going to say something calmly, Réku was going to laugh and not believe it, and then realize that Gavin was serious.
It had happened so many times before.
"There's a duck egg in my tea kettle."
It was worse than I had thought.
Gavin loved drinking tea in the middle of the night to calm his nerves.
Which explained why his nerves weren't very calm.
As expected, Réku burst into laughter.
But then shut up when he saw that Gavin was about to lose his mind again.
"Oops, must've forgotten to lock the door."
"There's a duck egg! In my tea kettle!" Gavin screamed.
The most predictable part is when Gavin screamed in Réku's face.
And when Réku shrugged helplessly.
"Make duck tea!" he suggested before busting into laughter again.
"The duck egg is glowing purple!"
More laughter.
I decided I'd go into the kitchen and look.
Sure enough, there was a duck egg in Gavin's tea kettle.
And it was indeed glowing purple.
Which isn't exactly natural for a duck egg, I'm pretty sure.
I picked it up and went into Gavin's room.
He had grabbed Réku by the shoulders and was screaming in his face while shaking him back and forth.
Réku squirmed out of Gavin's grip when he noticed the duck egg.
"Ooh, cool! Is it magical?!" he cried and snatched it out of my hand.
But then he dropped it.
And I heard a crack.
"There is duck liquid on my shoe."
Gavin just seemed to adore stating the obvious.
"Ooh, it glows too!" Réku cried and kneeled down to take a closer look.
Glowing, blue-colored liquid was coming out of a break in the egg.
And was pouring onto Gavin's shoe.
And the floor.
At first I thought it was yolk.
But then I saw a tiny head poke out of the shell.
It was more than a head.
The shell broke away as the duckling pushed itself out of the egg.
It was covered in that glowing blue liquid.
It was actually pretty cool to look at.
The duckling looked like any regular duckling.
Except for the small, glowing, bright purple mark on its chest.

"Ducks! There are ducks in my house!"
I knew immediately who was yelling. It was the angry, dumbfounded, ticked-as-frick yell that could only belong to Gavin.
I'd know, he yelled like that all the time. If it wasn't one thing, it was the other.
He wasn't a little kid or anything. He was thirteen, a year older than me.
He just got really mad really easily.
Well, sure enough, there were ducks in his house.
Lots of them.
I had been getting myself a bowl of cereal, as neither Gavin nor his parents minded if I ate their food.
The next thing I knew, there was a duck sitting in my cereal.
Obviously, I didn't feel very inclined to eat it after that.
That's when Réku burst in through the door, panting. He looked around at the ducks and at Gavin, who looked like he was about to attempt to murder everyone and everything.
"Aha! There you are!" he said and picked up one of the ducks. It had a pendant hanging on its neck.
Ah yes, princess of the ducks.
How glamourous.
That's when Réku noticed that Gavin looked pretty ticked off.
"Oh, they must've gotten in through your window, sorry." he said, scratching his head and laughing.
He acted like a little kid half the time, which was funny, as he was thirteen as well. Only slightly younger than Gavin, though it wasn't currently a year difference.
"What are these ducks doing in my house?!" Gavin demanded.
"Quacking?"
As he said that, a duck quacked, as if to prove that they really had flown in through Gavin's window just to quack.
Well, not really flown in, but went in.
Whatever.
"That answers a lot, idiot, now explain!"
"I'm babysitting them!"
The look on Gavin's face was priceless.
Réku sighed.
"They're Pain's ducks."
Now that I thought of it, Pain did have ducks.
They were her pets.
Though I'm not sure why she chose ducks to be her pets when cats were her favorite animals.
It always felt weird saying Pain as a name.
Pain wasn't her real name. Her real name was Rose, but she said she wanted to be called Pain.
She said it was because the thorns of roses caused pain.
And because everyone said she was a pain.
"I had only turned my back for a second and they ran off!"
It was Gavin's turn to sigh.
Very angrily.
"Réku. I don't care if they're the Queen of England's ducks or if they swam across the state to get here. I want them the frick out of my house!" Gavin yelled.
Réku flinched slightly, but then shrugged.
"Well, if they decided to stay here, then there's nothing I can do about it. Just lock the doors and windows and it'll be fine."
Then Réku recieved a diamond-melting glare.
"What do you mean, there's nothing you can do about it?! Get them out!"
Boy, was I glad Gavin's parents weren't home at the moment.
"I can't get them out! They undid the locks on their little shed and I've been hoping I could find a place to keep them for the rest of the week! This is perfect!" Réku said enthusiastically.
Gavin's jaw nearly hit the floor.
And yes, that was an exaggeration.
A slight one.
"I am not keeping a hoard of ducks in my house for any time! They'll flap everywhere! They'll keep me up all night quacking! They'll eat all my food! And my house will be covered in duck eggs!"
"Actually, you don't need to worry much about eggs. There's only one girl. The other nineteen are boys."

He said it so casually, as if twenty was the regular number of ducks for people to have locked in their house.
"Twenty ducks?!" Gavin screamed.
He literally screamed.
So while Gavin had a heart attack and Réku tried to reason with him, I sat there at Gavin's table in the nearby kitchen.
With a duck sitting in my cereal.
"C'mon, Bobby! You wouldn't mind ducks in his house, would you?" Réku asked desperately.
"Since when does Bobby get to decide what birds are nesting in my house?!"
There were times I regretted visiting Gavin.
And I also regret the sleepover I arranged so that I could stay up all night eating candy and drinking soda without my mom and dad scolding me.
Now I'd probably go to sleep and wake up with four ducks in my sleeping bag.
And now that Réku was here, I'd have to sit through the night hearing him snore, because he had twenty ducks in Gavin's house and wouldn't mind sleeping over.
Réku doesn't just snore.
He snores insanely loud.
And talks in his sleep a lot.
He once cried out "Dad! The postmaster ate my new puppy's leg!" in his sleep.
So I had to sit through the night imagining postmasters eating puppies.
What on Earth does that kid dream about?
Actually, I don't want to know.
When he says things like "Oh no! My snot is poisonous and catches fire!" and "Stop puking on my bed just because it's made out of mice!", I don't think I'd make it through the rest of my life without ending up in a mental hospital if he explained.
I didn't reply to Réku's question, hoping that the situation would be sorted out in a sane manner.
Of course, that didn't happen.
Gavin started screaming like a little kid and got into a fight with Réku.
So they tussled on the ground for a while and tried to clobber each other.
But then a duck pecked Gavin on the nose.
If a duck can really peck someone.
Then it tried to eat his face.
I'm not even kidding.
Of course, he totally lost it and tried to hit the duck with a frying pan.
He luckily missed, but the duck was pretty mad.
So all the ducks swarmed him and started trying to peck him.
By the time Gavin had got the ducks away, he looked pretty rough.
He wasn't hurt very bad, but he was angry and tired.
So he surrendered.
He said Réku could keep the ducks in his house for the week, but only if they were confined to one room.
Réku chose the guest room.
Then Réku insisted that he stay as long as the ducks were there.
There were two reasons for that.
One, some friends of his mom's were coming over to his house.
His mom was a horrible cook who made things like roasted bananas in garlic sauce and chocolate-covered pork chops.
Well, maybe not those things specifically, but 'fancy' foods that were just there to impress guests but tasted like they were dug out of the bottom of a garbage can and garnished with parsley just to look like they hadn't been dug out of the bottom of said garbage can.
They were bad was the point.
And the sad part was that, when Réku rejected the food, his mom made a show of telling the guests that he was bratty and misbehaved.
Because clearly you're just a disobedient child if you don't like to eat rotted chicken hearts dipped in lemon and mushroom juice.
That had been sitting behind a radiator.
For three years.
Which is why Réku was always stealing food from peoples' gardens.
And two, he wanted to play the video games on one of Gavin's fancy video game machines.
Gavin said he had, at last count, seven hundred and forty-three games.
And that he cared about around six.
Réku wanted to play them all.
Some of them were for young kids.
Some of them were for adults.
He had beat three hundred and ninety-nine games so far, and was desperate to beat one so he could get the total to four hundred.
So, that night, Gavin's parents luckily still hadn't come home.
They were nice, but if they saw twenty ducks quacking and flapping around the house, they'd probably lose their minds.
Réku had went home and come back with a sleeping bag.
Then he had hoarded all the ducks into the guest room.
With food and water, of course.
But when he went into Gavin's room and set up his sleeping bag, Gavin came in.
"Réku." he said calmly.
When he wasn't angry, he was usually calm.
But this wasn't the regular calm.
It was the faked calm.
"Yeah?" Réku replied.
He didn't notice how Gavin's seemingly straight face was twitching.
He was going to say something calmly, Réku was going to laugh and not believe it, and then realize that Gavin was serious.
It had happened so many times before.
"There's a duck egg in my tea kettle."
It was worse than I had thought.
Gavin loved drinking tea in the middle of the night to calm his nerves.
Which explained why his nerves weren't very calm.
As expected, Réku burst into laughter.
But then shut up when he saw that Gavin was about to lose his mind again.
"Oops, must've forgotten to lock the door."
"There's a duck egg! In my tea kettle!" Gavin screamed.
The most predictable part is when Gavin screamed in Réku's face.
And when Réku shrugged helplessly.
"Make duck tea!" he suggested before busting into laughter again.
"The duck egg is glowing purple!"
More laughter.
I decided I'd go into the kitchen and look.
Sure enough, there was a duck egg in Gavin's tea kettle.
And it was indeed glowing purple.
Which isn't exactly natural for a duck egg, I'm pretty sure.
I picked it up and went into Gavin's room.
He had grabbed Réku by the shoulders and was screaming in his face while shaking him back and forth.
Réku squirmed out of Gavin's grip when he noticed the duck egg.
"Ooh, cool! Is it magical?!" he cried and snatched it out of my hand.
But then he dropped it.
And I heard a crack.
"There is duck liquid on my shoe."
Gavin just seemed to adore stating the obvious.
"Ooh, it glows too!" Réku cried and kneeled down to take a closer look.
Glowing, blue-colored liquid was coming out of a break in the egg.
And was pouring onto Gavin's shoe.
And the floor.
At first I thought it was yolk.
But then I saw a tiny head poke out of the shell.
It was more than a head.
The shell broke away as the duckling pushed itself out of the egg.
It was covered in that glowing blue liquid.
It was actually pretty cool to look at.
The duckling looked like any regular duckling.
Except for the small, glowing, bright purple mark on its chest.

"Ducks! There are ducks in my house!"
I knew immediately who was yelling. It was the angry, dumbfounded, ticked-as-frick yell that could only belong to Gavin.
I'd know, he yelled like that all the time. If it wasn't one thing, it was the other.
He wasn't a little kid or anything. He was thirteen, a year older than me.
He just got really mad really easily.
Well, sure enough, there were ducks in his house.
Lots of them.
I had been getting myself a bowl of cereal, as neither Gavin nor his parents minded if I ate their food.
The next thing I knew, there was a duck sitting in my cereal.
Obviously, I didn't feel very inclined to eat it after that.
That's when Réku burst in through the door, panting. He looked around at the ducks and at Gavin, who looked like he was about to attempt to murder everyone and everything.
"Aha! There you are!" he said and picked up one of the ducks. It had a pendant hanging on its neck.
Ah yes, princess of the ducks.
How glamourous.
That's when Réku noticed that Gavin looked pretty ticked off.
"Oh, they must've gotten in through your window, sorry." he said, scratching his head and laughing.
He acted like a little kid half the time, which was funny, as he was thirteen as well. Only slightly younger than Gavin, though it wasn't currently a year difference.
"What are these ducks doing in my house?!" Gavin demanded.
"Quacking?"
As he said that, a duck quacked, as if to prove that they really had flown in through Gavin's window just to quack.
Well, not really flown in, but went in.
Whatever.
"That answers a lot, idiot, now explain!"
"I'm babysitting them!"
The look on Gavin's face was priceless.
Réku sighed.
"They're Pain's ducks."
Now that I thought of it, Pain did have ducks.

https://bulbapedia.bulbagarden.net/wiki/Pok%C3%A9mon_Journeys:_The_Series#Trivia

- The Japanese name for this series retains its original title: Pocket Monsters. [What did they call the other series? Magical Monster Games?]
- The design for the Japanese logo of the series is shared with M20 and M21, which are not canon with the main series. [I'll be casually pretending I know what that means.]
 - This also makes it the first series logo to not be colored in any shade of green, being completely blue instead. It is also the first one without any 3D perspective, having a flat 2D design. [I'm blue.]
- Netflix provides an epilepsy warning at the beginning of each episode after the TV rating chyron, thus marking the second time that the warning has been used outside of Japan, the first time being Mewtwo Strikes Back—Evolution. [WORNINK POKEYMANZ CAN CASE SEESURES!!!!!111!11one!!11!1]
- This is the first series:
 - To be set in more than two game-original regions. [They should've named it "How Ash Traveled The World (Again)".]
 - To be dubbed by Iyuno-SDI Group (formerly known as Iyuno Media Group) and Goldcrest Post. [The post office dubs Pokemon?]
 - Since Pokémon the Series: Ruby and Sapphire where Ash's outfit is not directly influenced by the male player character's outfit for the concurrent generation. [Playsh Charechum.]
 - In which Ash wears shorts instead of long pants in his standard outfit. [He wears shorts in Galar/around the world but not in Alola?]
 - In which the first Pokémon Ash caught was fully evolved, was not introduced in the current generation, and was a pseudo-legendary Pokémon. [Wait he caught a pseu- oh yeah Dragonite.]
 - In which Ash catches a Ghost-type, baby, regional form, and Fossil Pokémon. [Ash does not need a child.]
 - In which Ash has Mega Evolved one of his Pokémon. [He didn't do that the series that literally introduced Mega Evolution? Loser.]
 - Other than the original to be put on an extended hiatus; in this case, it was brought on by a production shutdown due to concerns from the COVID-19 pandemic. [Oh NOES virus!!! POKEDAIMS ON HYTIAS!!!]
 - In which Ash only has one traveling companion. [(insert some dumb song about going solo here)]
 - In which Ash does not have a female traveling companion. [Because Goh is better.]
 - In which one of Ash's male traveling companions owns a Pokédex. [Pokdebex.]
 - In which a main character other than Ash catches all starter Pokémon of the current generation. [Ash creying right about now.]
 - In which Ash does not participate in a Pokémon League. [Ash creying more right about now.]
 - In which Ash's journey does not tie in with the journey from the games. [Ash creying into a vodka bottle right about now.]
 - In which Team Rocket owns a Pokédex. [...Why would anyone give them a Pokedex?]
 - To feature a main series episode where none of the main characters make a physical appearance. [Blank Journeys.]
  - It is also the first series to feature a main series episode where Ash and Pikachu are completely absent. [OH NO!!!!1!!111!!!one!!11!!1]
 - To feature a movie that is released outside of July. This was due to the COVID-19 pandemic. [Wait they have a movie?]
 - In which a main character catches a Legendary Pokémon. [ebik]
 - In which two protagonists catch the same Pokémon; with Ash and Goh each catching a Farfetch'd, though Goh catches the Kantonian form, while Ash catches the Galarian form. [They ran out of Pokemon to catch so they had to catch the same things.]
 - In which a main character owns both a Pokémon's regular form and its regional form. [See above.]
 - In which Ash reunites with his traveling companions from more than one previous series. ["Hey, my 588678455365 friends! Nice to see you again!" -Ash]
 - In which one of Ash's released Pokémon appears outside of the series they were released in. [Is Butterfree back or something?]
 - In which previous main rivals to Ash besides Gary make appearances outside of the series they were introduced in. [Damn rivals destroying anime canon.]
 - To feature an opening with more than two different versions in one series. [Sounds like something I'd do. There'd be a different intro each episode so that anyone who makes a wiki on it dies before finishing the page. Just because.]
 - Since Pokémon the Series: Black and White to feature a generic eyecatch rather than a guessing segment. [They got rid of Who's That Pokemon?!]
 - In which Pokémon Eggs are given generic designs, contradicting their designs from previous series. [Damn. I loved that.]
 - In which the concurrent generation's regional Professor does not debut in the first two episodes. [Maybe he alzheimer's and forgot he was a professor.]
 - In which Ash defeats a Champion and an Elite Four member. [When you win the Pokemon League and still don't beat the Elite Four/Champion:]
 - The "To Be Continued" text is removed in the dub. It is only maintained in the first episode and Official YouTube channel videos. [They change everything, don't they?]
- The first Japanese ending theme of this series was used for 70 episodes, longer than any other Japanese ending. [They really liked that Japanese ending.]
- This series features the most of Ash's former traveling companions from previous series out of any series, with twelve making physical appearances. ["Hey, my twelve other friends! Nice to see you again!" -Ash]

"How can you read his thoughts? He can't even speak."

"Appropriate reaction when you wake up and see a caveman there."

"You look like Sam from Stardew Valley."

"...Pogo, what the hell sound was that?"

"I don't think my mother ever told me that..."

"Good boy!"

"Yeah. Nothin' screams victory like your teammate being blasted to death twice by a bunch of plants."

Cosmic Suicide Headbutt
"Do it again and maybe you'll actually die."

Akira: "You suck."
Me: "I just realized what a wonderful sense of humor you have."

"Super Caveman RPG: Legend of the Seven Pogos."

"Mountain cowboys."

"Tell Pogo to get off the psychedelics."

"Yeah, I got a question. Why are you pointing a gun at me?!"



You obtained mermaid tights.
"What the f*ck am I supposed to do with those?"
[I blame Akira for making me so compelled to swear.]

"Oh dear god my shinobi's wearing tights."

"Personally, I'd rather not wear pants at all if I were you."

"Damn dogs."

"Meat."

"I'd be screaming too if MY friend was nearly murdered!"

"Stop... it. Stop it."

"ONLY POGO CAN DO THAT!"

"Ooh, an Occult Pendant. Lovely."

"Oh, so my shinobi friend isn't wise enough for ya?! Oh wait. The tights."

"How does he- don't answer that."

"Hey, Taki! Get your butt in gear!"

"His true potential is to wield some big-ass axe."
[Annnnd I blame PX and her "big-ass electric attack" line for that one.]

"...Y-You've grown..."

"Outta the way, butthead."

The portal seems to lead outside.
"Someone get me outta my mind, I hate these thoughts, I can't de-"
[I'm sure I didn't sing that right but I was close.]

"Aww, Cubie."

"Pogie loves the robot."

"I can't button."



"Pogo's wisdom is faltering."

"Wow, I'm wiser than I thought. I did that accidentally."

"So wis."
[wis]

"Aroun' roun' roun' the clock..."

"HOLY CRAP I FIGURED IT OUT I WISDOMMED!"

"Gonna rock around the clock tonight, gonna rock, rock, rock 'til broad daylight, gonna rock, gonna rock around the clock toniiiiight!"
[There is a reason I randomly remembered that song.]