“"Unfortunate" doesn't begin to describe my series, this game rewards blind luck and nothing else, I am beyond convinced at this point. After getting completely tooled by scheduling with my opponent changing times on me last minute and refusing to provide confirmation prior to the day of the match as to play times, losing this way somehow felt even worse than I had thought possible. My preparation was superior, my play was superior, and I lost, so I don't see a reason to continue engaging in an activity where what is within my control is overwhelmingly outweighed by what is not. I am done with competitive Pokemon, and you won't get a fond farewell. This community is infected to its roots with a degenerative disease that grows stronger over time but stops short of killing its host. Tournaments used to have a competitive spirit at their heart, this has been transplanted and replaced with an artificial organ that feeds on vitriol and mockery from insecure little boys that heckle by the sidelines and tear each other to shreds over scraps of attention. The environment we fostered has trapped us all like this in a vicious cycle, and escaping it requires acceptance of the harshest reality we all scramble to explain away, that none of the countless straining efforts we put ourselves through here will ever amount to one single shining glimmer of significance. I would make this the end, but World Cup is still ongoing, and I would never leave so many great friends out to dry, so I'll suffer through a few more games for them. One last thing before I leave you all to react with disdain, ridicule, and self-righteous fervor, before you do everything in your power to minimize my words and thoughts, box them up and shove them to some cobwebbed corner of your memory, and hope they disappear forever as a stain on your finite time ground to dust. From this moment on, nothing you say matters to me. The foulest insults you hurl with intent to wound will calmly settle at the earth before my feet, and the venom you spit will bring all the pain of a warm summer breeze. You are less than anything you can conceive, while I carry on, brimming with joy distilled from detachment.”
That happens. I once Iron Headed a paralyzed Heatran to death with Jirachi. Every time it didn't flinch it was fully paralyzed. I wasn't even trying to do that, I just wanted the Body Slam paralysis and to inflict some damage while sacking Jirachi off for a clean switch in. I apologized afterwards.
Something I've been trying that I like a lot is tera dark strong jaw tyrantum with d-dance, crunch, ice and fire fang. I've been running it with Galvantula with compound eyes and sash for webs and thunder wave for speed control and snarl for screens to get a safer setup. With just 2 dances it outspeeds anything that isn't scarfed and 120 power crunch eats through resistances so well. Something I figure you might like messing with. My team also ran sharpness gallade with tera psychic for cleaning up or in matchups where tyrantrum doesn't really have any chances to d-dance and do its thing.
i remember watching you 2-3 years ago, i just found you in my recommendations again and it's a bit emotional seeing you still upload. thanks for making contentent 👍
Once i used jirachi and i got iron head to flinch a toxapex for more than 10 turns straight, me and the guy were both so confused we tought something were wrong
you should add these funny sound effects in every video [ yes I mean the amount you put them too IT MAKES THE VIDEOS BETTER ] also how tf did this man beat a random battle with only 1 mon dayum thats another level of skill-
Showdown Mod: So how did the opponent forfeit? Temp6t: Their Ampharos had a skill issue... EDIT: WOW THIS IS MOST LIKES I'VE EVER HAD THANKS EVERYONE!!
It's hilarious because I love using these sets he comes up with on the actual pokemon games. But let's just say my opponent often times doesn't like it very much, lol *cough* clefairy *cough*
