Public Nuzlocke thread

[Arjahn]

Episode Two is up

Spoiler

Almost died on the first trainer in the game. Dis run's gonna be gud

[Arjahn]

Part 3 yo. Let me know if you guys want me to stop flooding this thread, I mean you can just sub to my youtube channel if you want to see when these go up, just figured I'd post them here for general interest.

[Arjahn]

Just finished my Pokemon Sun Nuzlocke, it was a hell of a ride, definitely my favorite game since HG/SS.

I'm going to tell you a tale from that run now, the tale of Coopler.


Mother

Fucking

Coopler.


Coopler and I began our professional relationship in a knee-high patch of grass residing within the first real city of the game. I waded in only to find this adorable, rainbow colored lump of slime waiting for me. A chirpily excited Alola Grimer. We had a rocky relationship at first, with me mostly focusing my attention on the grassy owl who's name I forgot, but early on I discovered something tremendous about Coopler.

His typing is fiiiiiiiiiine. In his Alola form, Coopler was Poison/Dark, which is phenomenal in that both types cover eachother's weaknesses leaving his only vulnerability as the uncommon and easily avoidable Ground. Now, not only was Cooper perfectly typed for a challenging run, he was incredibly bulky by nature, leading my team both in hitpoints and noxious odors. For as bulky as he was, Coopler also hit like a god damn truck full of anchors, learning incredibly powerful STAB moves early on.

Throughout my adventure, my team grew and changed, adapting to secure their own safety and coverage, and eventually I found a cool new fire/poison lizard and was forced to bench Coopler for a bit. It honestly felt sort of scummy at that point, but I reasoned with myself that Coopler didn't care, Coopler just wants what's best for the team, Coopler is a greater man than any one of us. It was with that rationale that I trained my Fire Lizard up, trying to evolve him so that one day he could be a fraction of the man Coopler wished him to be. In my haste to recover the poison-colored hole left in both my heart and my team comp, I learned of a terrible truth.

Males of the fire lizard species can't evolve.

I had spent hours of real world time training this shithead with no potential while Coopler was chilling in a storage unit.

Godammit.

I ran back to the center, withdrew Coopler the Motherfucker, and vowed never to bench him again. I used up all of my Rare Candies in order to make up for his lack of experience, and managed to evolve him right then and there to a Muk in a scene so cheesily coincidental that it could have its own episode of the cartoon.

From then on, Coopler and I were inseperable, beating down island trials and criminal syndicates like all eleven year olds were born to do, and while I didn't use Coopler as often as I once had, he was always there as the rock of the team, ready to take a hit when need be. With this marvelous color shifting ever-radiant mound of sludge in tow, I set my sights on the final prize;

The Elite 4.

In retrospect, I was somewhat under leveled for a Nuzlocke (only 10~15 levels above the enemy), but grinding near the end is a massive chore of sifting through waves and waves of Snowrunts who only doll out a minuscule parcel of experience. I was confident in my team and ready for a challenge, the two worse things you can be in a Nuzlocke Run.

The First of the four is a snitch, he exclusively uses Fighting Types so I setup my Myne the Pelipper (the run's other surprise MVP) who blasts through his lineup with his unrelenting hurricanes.

The Second of the four isn't a problem, she uses Rock types and leads with a Relicanth who doesn't hit very hard, so I manage to get my Clefable setup with +6 to both defenses and tore through her entire team in a thunderous vortex of pink fluffiness.

The Third of the four is slightly more challenging, utilizing Ghost types and their renown trickiness. I manage to clutch victory with some painful yet non-fatal wounds, using Coopler's crunches of doom and resistance to my enemy's every attack to pull it out in the end.

The Fourth of the Four used Flying types, and, unlike the rest of the group, wasn't a helpful NPC from earlier in the game's storyline. She was just some lady with a golfclub, weird. Her team wore me down a bit, but I managed to wear her down to the point where most of my guys were near max health and she was on her final bird. I, feeling confident in Coopler's famous tankiness, sent him out to finish the job, when she revealed her hidden technique.

You see, throughout the game you have access to this thing called "Z" move, which basically turns one of your Pokemon's moves into an elemental Hyper beam which you can only use once per battle. Up to this point, only a handful of enemies had used their own, and they hadn't been very effective.

Until now, that is.

This smug ass lady and her smug ass Toucan go through their absurdly elaborate choreography while I'm crossing my fingers with the force of a thousand fifth graders waiting to see if school had been closed after an inch of snowfall for Coopler to take the hit.

Of course, as any disgruntled school-ridden child will tell you, crossing your fingers only gets you so far.

Coopler's hit points plummeted, the bar racing from green to red as my heart raced from healthy to holy-shit-due-see-a-doctor only for us both to come to a sudden, abrupt stop (I didn't die tho it's just a videogame). And in one fell swoop, that adorable mound of sludge I met twenty minutes into my adventure was gone.

Dead from a god damn bird attack.

I swatted that bird down with the fury of a thousand gunk shots and escaped that horrid chamber of suffering cradling the now deceased Coopler's great ball in my arms.

After the battle, as I was tending to the rest of my team's wounds, I found myself incredibly tempted to just use a Max Revive and pretend that this never happened. I didn't have to tell anyone, this was a private run, I could tell all of my friends that I beat my Sun Nuzlocke and only suffered a single casualty!

But that's not what Coopler stood for.

Coopler was better than us all, he lived and died protecting my team, taking the hits that others could not so that they could live to fight another day while he carried their burdens. Coopler may have lived as a Pokemon, but he died as an idea, dammit. The idea that we're better than we think we are, that, no matter how far we fall, we can always pick ourselves up. That the greatest disappointments can lead to the most wonderful successes.

Coopler might be gone, but he'll never truly die.

Rest in piece you magnificent, slimy bastard. Rest in piece.







Also lost a Gyarados but he sucked lmao

[Berry]

In other news, started a Moon Nuzlocke because that has been quite entertaining to start off with a new generation. Seeing that I am stuck with a fixed # of Pokémon and not worrying about Stats, I have only 5 Pokémon in Route 3 so far.

Lost a Route 1 Pikipek, but those things are cannonfodders.