Muk Amerika, Journey to the central*

Pokémon incarnation.
Forsaken one.
Reach into hell, a trusting hand.
Let us travel slow, into the deep of void.
Oh, how fun; perhaps can it be.
A Muk, trying to become a champion.
Funk it, bust the mission. It’s the righteous way.
Muk has a freaking arm and hand, he can breakdance, all day.
At night sitting by the fire, what can we solemnly do.
Muk- I don’t mind. As long as I can breathe, be warm, and heal.
Solemnly like a granite pillar. Back through the void, of saint-hell goodness.

(Caterpie>Venemoth. Venonat>Butterfree…..)
Purple Venemoth, the token one.
I wish I could be, a butterfree.
Maybe someday it’ll be. From now on, I’ll be Hitmonlee.
Would you like to train with me.
Onyx the canyonland, and begin the story.
We shall search, for a Vulpix.
Gunslinged protected.
Heart of Chansey, be by our side.
Grace of Clefable, I am your warrior.
Through this dark other side, navigate to paradise.
The ultimate battle exist. The present, our unforgiving gift.
I am maximized iron irony. I want to train, and scream.
Make my body as hard as it can be. Bendable metal.
Machine. Organic delight. Dirt. Rock. Light. Water. Heart.
Contort back from hell.
Monster of the robe.
Monster of hell.
I have a pink pup that I love.
Let’s go, I have a chariot.

Muk Amerika
Operation destination, Los Angeles
Gravely underground
Mission: Travel/offgrid/vagabond through the land and country.
End transmission

What we gonna do? We gonna go…… Dratini battle.