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It occurs to me that with the change of weather, those who have Pokemon will likely be seeking to help their Pokemon adapt to the colder climates. I've recently cultivated a large crop of Aspear berries that I am offering free of charge to Pokemon trainers.

For those unfamiliar, Aspear berries promote healthy circulation and are very valuable when combating ice-type attacks, as it can help Pokemon recover from freezing. All I ask in return is a chance to see what Pokemon each trainer has.

I'll admit this is far from an act of altruism on my part. I still seek stronger opponents, and knowing what Pokemon are in Genessia can help me find those opponents. Battles are purely voluntary however, and I will not pressure anyone into such a situation or hold the berries back from those who do not wish to participate.

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[Hey, free stuff. That's almost in the Christmas spirit.]

Are they spicy? [Gengar's picky. Hey, wait a minute]

Erm, where did you get those?

They're actually rather sour.

[Have a deadpan look.] I grew them. Why?

"Well, of course, I know what 'cultivation' means. Not to imply you stole them or anything."

[Wouldn't be the first time...]

"But all right; where did you grow them?"

My subgate. Where else?

"Oh..." [Dang.]

"Well, ah, good afternoon."

[Mewtwo debates whether or not he should just let Ted go on this, but ultimately his curiosity gets the better of him.]

And just what about Lake Purity makes them unappealing? You have seen it first hand, it's the only place in all the cities that is completely free from pollution, and the waters of the lake itself has healing properties not found anywhere else.

What could possibly be wrong with them?

[He opens his mouth, then a miracle happens: he closes it again. People have told him multiple times he needs to act with tact and kindness, which he takes to mean not saying upsetting things without a pressing need.]

Haha, curious as a cat, eh?

Charming as that is, I'd just offend you. [Bullet: Dodged! In fact, he'll do even better, and follow up with an oh-so soothing compliment. Ought to take his mind right off it.]

Your coat is looking nice. It goes very well with all this winter white. [Nailed it.]

Answer the question.

[Thanks for the no-win scenario, Mewtwo. Judging by Ted's exasperated expression, you can see just how much he appreciates it. What to do, what to do...Hey, there's an idea! Ted thinks he knows a way to say nothing while utterly boring Mewtwo off the topic all at once.]

"It's a spiritual matter, Mewtwo. You wouldn't understand."

You can run the risk of offending me with your spiritual concerns, or you can insult my intelligence and guarantee offense by saying I wouldn't understand. Think well on how you respond.

[He pinched the bridge of his nose, then smiled and laughed resignedly.]

"Won't let me win whatever the game, eh? Believe me, there's no risk about it. It's guaranteed, leaving me to weigh the wrath between sincerity and silence."

[Surprisingly, he does try to think. If he says nothing, nothing is likely to change. Even a 0.01% chance is still a chance right? Besides, he did ask. Ted doesn't like to refuse people, especially when it comes to candidness.]

"Ahh. I can't do that kind of spiritual arithmetic. All right, if you insist on frankness." [He cleared his throat.]

"Your subgate is a hollow lie. Indeed, it's hard to think of a more brazen lie than 'Lake Purity'. It beggars belief you claim it free of pollution; that place has been utterly poisoned by falsehood from inception. I wonder you don't shrink from its sheer ghoulishness.

The abominable beasts that haunt those grounds are worst of all. Those prevaricating puppets pretending to be Pokemon. What a mendacious masquerade! I'd say 'to hell with them', but you need a soul for that, something they're nowhere near. They don't even rise to the dignity of damnation.

Your berries were sown in the soil of deceit. Bad trees cannot produce good fruit, and what badder than a counterfeit crop? I would only entertain their use if the only alternative were starvation. Or frostbite, I suppose.

The very air of that land is rife with deception, and I deeply regret every moment I subjected myself and my pokemon to it."

[Upon reflection, that may have been a bit much. Ted couldn't stay negative for long; was there anything good about that subgate? Even incidentally?]

"...that said, I enjoyed talking with you all the same. You were in rare form that day."

Edited 2016-12-11 22:16 (UTC)

[There's a pause as Mewtwo sets aside a small project he'd been working on to improve keeping his berry plants hydrated before turning to address the camera fully. Something he very rarely did, as he saw it as a waste of energy to not be doing something else while conversing. But this required his full attention.]

I am going to say this as simply as I possibly can. You are gravely misinformed, or willfully disregarding actual facts.

On a molecular level, the subgates are identical to any other place in this city. The soil composition, the plants, everything. I checked. Most importantly, the berries I consume are identical to the ones found in my own world. Are they actually from my world? Obviously not, but if you plant something outside it's natural habitat and it grows is it somehow less real than the naturally occurring one?

Not to mention that humans are so fond of imitation and recreation that I can't help but point out the hypocrisy in your argument. Is a person any less real simply because they are in a play or take on a role for the entertainment of others?

However, all those arguments are null in light of one single thing. By your definition, I am a fake. I was created by humans from the DNA of a Pokemon named Mew. I was genetically altered to be superior to Mew. I am a copy forged by human hand. Those around me are my children. The markings on Charizard, Blastoise, and Venusaur are a result of my attempts to recreate the process that created me in a fit of misplaced anger, but that does not invalidate their existence simply because of my actions.

If you truly think these gates are evil for being copies of places, then you are bound to see me as the ultimate example of that evil. I care not either way, but so long as you continue this ignorant line of thought I do not think we have anything else to converse about.

[He listened, then chuckled.]

"I say it's a spiritual matter and you delve into molecular structures. Goodness. It might be a different matter if you brought that berry with you, as a firstfruit, but otherwise...

Oh I wouldn't venerate actors too much. They are, strictly speaking, professional liars, who earned their fare share of mistrust for being feckless libertines ill suited to much else. I hope your world was spared the decadence of something like Hollywood. I believe the Buddha even damned them for raising an attachment to sense desires in their audiences. A disturbing comparison, nonetheless. Would it be worse to be emotionally attached to nothing, or else use a likeness purely for personal gratification?

Ah, on your own authenticity I disbelieve you, purely on the basic grounds that you've a necklace, and they most certainly do not. You also didn't spontaneously generate as they did. Besides, you told me yourself you're a gelding. 'Children' is a bit much. I think you're evil on entirely different grounds." [Still relatively chipper all the way through, largely because he expected Mewtwo would give him another death threat. He's getting calmer, it seems]

"In short, there's a stark difference between artificiality and illusion made flesh."

I delve into the molecular structures because I feel it is important to remember that there is no evidence that points to these places being 'lies' as you put it.

As for their authenticity, it does not matter where they came from, or how they arrived here. Even if they are not in fact the Pokemon I created, they chose to befriend me of their own will. The circumstances of one's birth are irrelevant. It is what they choose to do with the gift of life that makes them what they are - my friends.

This is not up for debate, Ted. Either cease this ignorant crusade of yours, or be branded an enemy. There is no in between.

"None that you'd trust, anyway."

[He laughed a little heartier]"Ah, there's your dogma, rigid and inflexible as anything! Glad I'm not the only one." [Still, he finds it tragic. The lie has warped what little virtue he had into perverse sentimentality. And to think Ted styled him for one of those calculated, cold and logical types. Alas.]

"Well, for my part I think I should like to see every lie put to death. Enemies, eh? That might be lovely. That reminds me, do you know of any pokeballs still lying around?"

If you have made your choice, then there is nothing left to discuss. I will not show you mercy the next time we meet.

[And with that, he ends the feed.]

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