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[The network gets a video displaying something that is likely familiar to every single viewer: a dreaded Ledge. Altogether, it looks unintimidating, a lovely short grass path just a few feet above another like it, likely on one of the earlier, calmer routes. The only thing out of place, really, is a man scratching his chin, staring at the shelf of rock like it’s some nigh impossible math problem.
The thing is, he’s huge. Taller than the ledge, even. He can literally peer over the top of it.
First, he lifts the Pokemon at his side, a particularly lethargic Teddiursa, and carefully places it atop the ridge. It promptly tumbles over the side and starts to slide back down, although its trainer catches it before it can sustain any injuries. This repeats once or twice, to the human’s mounting chagrin.
Now, he sets the bear cub on his shoulder and makes as if he’s going to climb the microscopic cliff as Teddiursa settles comfortably in his poncho. And once again, in spite of the high likelihood of him being able to uproot a tree with his bare hands judging by his muscle mass, he can’t keep a grip, and slips down the rocks. His brows furrow deeply as he motions with a hand to the top of the ledge, then to his own head, like one would compare heights.
His shoulders slump as he finally makes his way to the Gear, patting whatever Pokemon has been kind enough to record for him before picking it up and giving the camera an exasperated look.]
So... what's goin’ on with that?
The thing is, he’s huge. Taller than the ledge, even. He can literally peer over the top of it.
First, he lifts the Pokemon at his side, a particularly lethargic Teddiursa, and carefully places it atop the ridge. It promptly tumbles over the side and starts to slide back down, although its trainer catches it before it can sustain any injuries. This repeats once or twice, to the human’s mounting chagrin.
Now, he sets the bear cub on his shoulder and makes as if he’s going to climb the microscopic cliff as Teddiursa settles comfortably in his poncho. And once again, in spite of the high likelihood of him being able to uproot a tree with his bare hands judging by his muscle mass, he can’t keep a grip, and slips down the rocks. His brows furrow deeply as he motions with a hand to the top of the ledge, then to his own head, like one would compare heights.
His shoulders slump as he finally makes his way to the Gear, patting whatever Pokemon has been kind enough to record for him before picking it up and giving the camera an exasperated look.]
So... what's goin’ on with that?
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I do like it here. Shame I can't bring some of it home with me. There's more green on this one path than anybody's seen in their whole life, I reckon.
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Maybe you could learn how to grow things and take that knowledge back home?
[But maybe not, if people really forget as theorized....]
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Ah, 'fraid it ain't that simple... Seeds, soil, an' water ain't exactly easy t'come by. We had a little veggie garden back -- ah, where I grew up. But the sand generally ain't good fer growin'.
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Well, he mentioned there were greenhouses, at least, so there must be a steady soil supply somewhere.... How did you happen to have a garden?
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It's just that commodities like the materials t'grow yer own food end up far more costly than just buyin' it from someone or some business with... the means to produce it, as it were.
[He feels like he's rambling. And it seems like most people here will probably find the level of food insecurity he's describing... concerning, to say the least.]
Sorry if I'm goin' on too much. That's just how things are back home. Ain't really fair, but that's life, huh?
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[He smirks darkly.]
Yeah, it's sure not fair.