Hello there,
I just wanted to tell you about a tragedy that happened like 10mn ago...
Like every Pokemon game since I'm I played the first Pokemon version, I wanted to capture an Abra, it's like a tradition. So it was nearly 1pm when I started what was going to be the longest hunt in my pokemon trainer life...
My PIkachu as teammate, I ran to the grass on the Route 24 and fought countless of Bellsprout and Pidgeys. Damn Pidgeys, that Pikachu learnt the perfect strategy to beat them as the number of their corpse on the ground was rising. After 1 hour, 5 potions and 10 levels earned by my little yellow friend, I decided that it was time for me to change place, who knows ? Maybe I will have a better luck somewhere else.
So I'm here, Route 5, on a little piece of grass, surrounded by a dozen of players, looking for the mythic Abra. We've fought countless of Pidgeys and Bellsprouts but our mental remains the same, we are motivated to find this Abra and capture it ! :Angry:
The amount of wild dead pokemons higher than China's population and my PIkachu is getting stronger and stronger but my determination is flinching at the same time :Nervous: ...
3 hours have passed and still no trace of the target... then suddenly ! My eyes are shining as I'm reading the name of the pokemon, Abra is in front of us. My pikachu isn't dumb, he instantly Paralyze him but destiny wants to challenge me... Even paralyzed, he managed to teleport away...
Thanks for reading, I'm tired and disappointed, but I will succeed tommorrow !
PS: Judging by my own experience, Abra's rate is about 1/500, be patient :y: