Guess this’ll be the last blog post from me for 2025. At the time of writing this I am sick with a cold on what should’ve been a very peaceful four day weekend. As such, my mind’s not all there and I can’t enjoy DK Bananza (fantastic game by the way, genuinely recommend it) because I can’t think straight. So in order to gather some semblance of clarity, I figure I’ll make a blog post about one of Mr. Cosmia and I’s gaming endeavors.
As Mr. Cosmia put it in his Pokemon Violet review, we met and became friends due to our shared interest in Pokemon. This was back during the 6th generation in 2014 and we enjoyed our time battling. Mr. Cosmia was very adept at the competitive aspect of the game, making many a mon that I (someone who didn’t know the first thing about competitive battling) would struggle to take down in our matches. A lot of them were gimmicky sets, built to whittle down my health slowly and ensure that I would lose due to using most of my stronger team members first. And for the longest time, I wasn’t able to beat him, it felt like I was going up against a brick wall half the time that just kept growing taller and taller each attempt.
And then, Gen 8 happened.
What happened in gen 8? Read the rest here.