Event 7 : Page 1

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Or "that page in which Marlon writes a one page essay to Serephin about bitchy Zoroarks, feminism, and random sappy I-love-you's"

_{I mean, really. Judging from Grand Kec's behavior, I believe it is safe to assume at this time period, feminism was very much needed :\ difficult to tell how it is in the present, seeing as we still sort of lack potent female characters but perhaps I am nitpicking again, but again, difficult to say, hrmm but again, one can safely assume it is much better, judging by Mike's reaction}

AH-HERM. Anyways. Not terribly sure how long this one's going to be, but however long it ends up, I assure you it shall be another brief portion of the story well-delivered. (I hope)

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OH AND IF ANYONE NEEDS IT, HERE'S THE TEXT VERSION OF THE LETTER.

Never expected myself to ever have to talk to you this way, but here I am, stuck in the gods-damned forest in the fucking PAST. Yep, you read correctly – I’m in the past, fucking with your head. Well, not on purpose, at least. That would be a pretty dick thing to do and dickish things are mostly a waste of time, in my opinion. Anyways, let me cut to the point here. Apparently, some bitch Zoroark was after this onion-headed girl thing named... Celery? I don’t even give a damn anym The onion thing exploded or something then ended up sending a crapload of people into the past. A bunch of us kind of waited around, then the ‘evil’ Zoroark woman got beat up some (I too was busy bush-whacking my way to Monochrome Tower to really care, don’t judge). The guild leaders found Miss Celery-Onion-Head and some weird healing crap happened or something and the crazy girl tried transporting us back to the present. Thing is, while we did go forward in time some, we still didn’t get back to the appropriate time – our present. We’re now in Tao Village, but in the older version, sexist old men and all (yech – I swear, I’m tempted to beat the living shit out of some of these jerks; talking to some of them can really boil one’s blood). But of course, dealing ‘justice’ to these misogynistic assholes won’t really help anyone. I’ll just have to deal with their disgusting sexism for a little longer - I have a feeling I might be getting back soon, but it might just be senseless optimism. Hahaha...

I have to apologize for rambling, as this issue does get resolved some in the present, and we are both well-aware of the progress we Pokémon as a group of diverse people have made and the waning need to be extremely aggressive on the topic (at least, it seems so...). Whatever the issue’s status is, I just wanted to say this, and I’ve never been great at doing so but

I just want to let you know I’m okay and I will do anything within my power to get back and I fucking swear I will make it my goal to surprise you as you read this letter full of random feminism and awkward friend love. So, Phin – I love you a lot and I hope that as soon as you put down this letter I can sappily re-unite with you and nearly give you a heart-attack (but of course, not really and besides, you’re too young for that...)

Hope you’ve been keeping well...

Marlon