*The battlefield was rather tense, the sound of guns firing and cannons blasting abundant in the yellow and orange warzone, contrasted with splashes of crimson blood after soldiers were injured and killed, the scalding white sun looming above and the camps littered with used medkits and ammunition charges. There wasn't much known about the reason they were fighting... Sometimes it was peaceful, sometimes the leaders just woke up in the wrong mood, it was a crazy place to live in. Nonetheless, it's not like they could do anything about it, there was barely anything outside this land.*
*Within one of the safezone camps, Captain John, otherwise known as Tankman, was sat on a stool, drinking some beer and letting out a sigh while his soldiers went at war against the other side's henchmen.*
"Hmph... Fuckin' cowards not even giving me a good fight anymore! I kinda miss having to dance through a good load of bullets... Not gettin' me the thrill as it used to." *He complained.*
"Freedom is the right to all sentient beings".
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A cloaked plant-element spirit from Prodigy Math.
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Grovyle, Dusknoir, Celebi... and you!
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