A Challenge?

Recently, I've headed onto the Pokemon Global Network to terrorize 'trainers' with my mighty team of Ghost Pokemon. As stated on Facebook, I am not joking.
I am also not a LAME Pokemon villain.
I'm just lame.

X the Owl, a level 96 (and climbing) Noctowl with Air Slash, Fly, and Hypnosis. Psycho Shift also puts your status changes to shame. Unless, of course, your little shits ability negates it.
Maximus, a level 93 Misdreavous. Found in the Safari Zone at level 40 or so.
Three Legendary Pokemon, Lugia, Darkrai, and Giratina.. Lugia with Thunder and Extrasensory, flies in at level 97. Darkrai, whose capture took two hours, a carefully placed salt canister, and patience, falls in at the bottom of the totem pole at level 91. The ability Bad Dreams makes it a fierce competitor. Giratina, a Ghost-Dragon.. rounds them out with Shadow Force.
Finally, Spiritomb, that I finally caught on that G-D damn Pokewalker. Over 200,000 steps.. crawling through caves, searching with Pokeradar..

Lame Pokemon villain.

The nerds will come soon. They will shout for revenge.
The conventions will boil with their pimply rage.

The sun will soon set on your shenanigans.


On to more pressing CHALLENGES!

I want a hero.
I want them all.

They should call in to my talkshoe show.
Don't give me the bullshit.
"But.. you have to make an account! Waa."

Did you know blogtalk registers your phone number? Much easier to find your location that way, eh, DW?
IP only gets you close.
A phone number, even unlisted, can get you an address.
A full, mail receiving address.

Look at it like this, capes.
I'm protecting you.
If you don't want to create an ID (that takes, what, a minute of your precious Facebook time) then just call in. It gives your general location.. like Southern Illinois.. or North Carolina.. and nothing else.
Sign in and all I get is your Display Name.

I don't want to know where you are through talkshoe.
I already know where most of you are through other means.

I want you to come to me and present me with challenge.
At least some material.

Bribe me. Chide me. Hate me.
Fuck, promote your spandex wearing ass.
Stop hiding from me you little angels.

COME AT ME BRO.

Fridays, 11ish.. EST.
724-444-7444.
show id 99681.

It's not difficult.

Don't make me do something drastic.

All right.

We all know things are changing.

We all know it's inevitable.

I want to get a few things off my corpus first.

1. Little Owl ain't so little.

You thought you could pull one over on me and I proved you wrong, right?  You thought you could lie to me, get away with it, and I set you straight on that, right?  We exchanged information.  

You saw my face.

So, now you're giving me crap, because you are afraid of what I might do?

Firewatch.

2.  I'm not talking about you.  Secret Cabals are secreting secrets secretly right now because I have loosed their secrets!  I'm 100% comfortable with that, because their secrets are not theirs to keep.  Obviously.

I don't give names to the Evil Fraternity for a purpose.

You can hear the Mind Games every Friday night @ talkshoe around 11

ish

Include yourself with me at your leisure or caution, apparently.  Be aware that I allude like a bastard.

I'm not saying the secret, you see, just saying there is a secret and that it is secreted among secrety secreters.

Does this make any sense?  That's no secret.

3.  No.

4.  I'm an agent of chaos.  I am an agent of Earth.  I am Agent Wraith.  You're not.

I'd like to keep it that way.  Maybe.  I really don't know.  I won't ask your permission so there might be toes stepped upon.  Enh.  I could say I don't care, have it be true.  I could say I don't care, and not.

I've been cordial so far haven't I?

5.  I'm not crazy.  Yet.

Yes.  It is a puzzle.  It's not a puzzle.  Truth.  Facts.  Fiction.  Legends.

Can you exactly define reality?

can you?

and

now